Chapter 2 - ❝ Warm Hearts ❞

They were both, once again, on a level playing field.



Both of their bodies aching for it to stop, and begging for more at the same time. Their sexes sensitive, each little breeze that caressed their flesh, coaxing out defenseless whimpers from their lonely lips. They were equally aroused and equally exhausted from the heavy tension that filled the room. Or they should be, anyway. Because while Vision was slowly getting up from the cold floor, still enjoying the aftertaste of his lover's sweetness, Wanda seemed...fragile.



There was a vulnerability to her that he had yet to witness to this degree. She was stumbling over her own steps, seemingly still caught up in the overwhelming wave of pleasure that his tongue had managed to shroud her in. The redhead was no longer the Scarlet Witch. She was just Wanda. And with every single one of her delicate inhales, Vision's instincts tugged at his body. He wanted to protect her. To keep her safe. To shield her from everything that posed a threat to her heart. Thus, slowly embracing her petite body and keeping it close to his, the blond placed a loving kiss onto her forehead.



❝ I am so in love with you, Wanda. With what you are. With what you stand far. With everything you have taught me. ❞




The male whispered ever so calmly, giving her a moment of respite. She was quiet. Almost as if hanging on every word he caressed her ears with. Slowly tilting her head upwards, her gorgeous features hid themselves in the warm crook of his neck. Finding refuge against his welcoming body, Vision's presence felt like a sweltering furnace in the midst of a merciless winter. An endless oasis, hidden in a the cruel unknown of a dessert. But she had found him. And given how tightly her hands were wrapped around his muscular midsection, Wanda had no plans of letting go of him. 




Their connection was something not many would ever have the chance to experience. And that realization made it impossible not to feel grateful. There wasn't a single moment spent in his company that she took for granted. Because the woman was well aware of how easy it was to lose it all with the snap of a finger. Loss and sorrow was what defined her path. Until that path led her to him.


As all these thoughts began burdening her mind, Wanda's jade hues began glistening against the caring rays of the full moon outside. She felt safe. Safer than she had ever been. Even now that Vision's gentle fingers were helping her remove the last part of her uniform- the last piece that reminded them of their role in all this chaos- she couldn't feel more protected. He was there, body and spirit. All for her.


Although vulnerable now that her body was bare for his eyes to admire and observe, Wanda was happy. And the shy smile on her soft petals described just how glad she truly was to be his. And for him to be hers.


❝ You'll never leave me alone. Promise me, Vizh. ❞ 


Wanda muttered innocently, her eyes staring so deeply into his that she was sure to know the answer before his lips ever got to open. What she got instead, was a smile. A gentle curl of the corners of his lips. But that was no ordinary simper. That smile carried more emotion than a spoken response ever could. And the way her body language immediately changed, relaxing against his embrace, showed that his confidence was all she longed for.


Wanda could be confused. Lost. Absent. She could be anything. But as long as Vision was there to guide her, she was no longer afraid of the dark for he was the only light she needed. With or without that stone glistening into his forehead.



Slowly walking her body backwards, the male placed her angelic figure down onto the white linen. Wanda laid there, as graceful as a rose petal, waiting for the warmth of her lover to return. A warmth he wouldn't deprive her of. Thus, gradually leaning down over her body, Vision could feel the woman squirm beneath him. He had been so entranced by her emerald hues, that he had yet to notice that his impressive length was resting against his beloved's sensitive flesh.



Forcing her exhausted body off the mattress for just a moment, in order to catch his lips, Wanda muttered a sincere   ❝ I want to feel you... ❞ into their kiss. A request spoken with such a captivating need that shivers ran down his spine, causing Vision's hips to tremble ever so slightly. Seemingly a chain reaction started by her whisper, the gentle sway of his body caused the flesh of his member to caress Wanda's rosy petals.



That surprised, yet satisfied whimper of hers was all he needed to hear in order to feel the blood rush back down, empowering the length she was just torturing minutes ago when this all started. As he grew back to his imposing size, the woman's delicate hands reached in between her thighs, massaging the thick shaft of his manhood.


Words felt unnecessary once more, as both of their lips communicated with gasps and heavy breaths alone. As her cold rings brushed over the handful of throbbing veins he presented to her, Wanda guided the sensitive head of his cock towards her delicate bud. Their moans harmonized once again, as each of them pleaded for more.


Vision lowered his arms, cradling her sublime features in between his strong forearms. Placing them on either sides of the redhead's face, his fingers began to massage her scalp. She was framed, like the most sumptuous painting, all for him to taste. And taste he did. Finally pulling her lips back into a passionate kiss, the male's tongue shyly swirled over hers. It was no longer a fight for dominance and control. But instead, an elegant tango, meant to allow each of their slick muscles to explore the other. As delicate as the kiss they shared was, the manner in which her warm hands massaged his cock did lead to the occasional groan.


Although a passionate moment, Wanda couldn't help but grin at the array of groans he rewarded her with. The more she worked his length, the more obvious it became that Vision was definitely enamored with her hands. Maybe because her long digits were the output of her mysterious powers. Maybe simply the jewelry she decorated her fingers with was that arousing to the touch. No matter the root of this very specific weakness of his, she was sure to use it against her lover in the future.


Suddenly prying one of her hands away from his cock, all it took was one twirl of her index finger for that crimson haze to envelop Vision's lower body. His hips, and everything in their proximity, became her own plaything.


Wanda wasn't quite a virgin, but considering her lackluster past regarding partners, she wasn't far from it. So being faced with his superb member, the realization that every inch was supposed to disappear past her soaked folds did intimidate her. So much so that she felt much more at ease being the one that pulled him in. After all, the excitement could easily take over the blond and make him forget about being gentle with her body.


Surrendering his body to her abilities, Vision simply waited, continuing to keep her full lips occupied with kiss after kiss. The moment her index finger began to curl, his entire body lowered itself, pushing the bulbous head against her sex. And just like that, everything around them simply disappeared. They were the only ones left. And the tension between their bodies, the only atmosphere worth experiencing.


Nothing could take away from this moment. Feeling his bare flesh push against hers with so much desire, yet so much care at the same time. Inch by inch, he advanced past her tight folds in a choir of gasps and moans. Vision could feel her walls stretch and adjust around his girth, welcoming him into her warm body. There were definitely certain points where both of them questioned whether his cock could fully fit inside of her tight pussy. But seeing as neither of them were quitters, such small obstacles could never halt the arousing reunion of their sexes.


He groaned with a primal hue to his tone, suddenly feeling the entirety of his cock being pushed inside of her. Both of their bodies tensed up, relishing in the sensation of being together at last. Such perfect pieces of puzzle, fitting just right in one another.


Subtly regaining control of his body, Vision's hips began grinding against her delicate frame, wanting her every nerve to wake and feel him throb. Desperately kissing away at her sharp jawline, the blond nipped at every inch of skin he could reach, trying to distract himself from the blissful pleasure he felt. He wanted this to last forever. They both did. But just being inside of her as deep as he was made the threat of an orgasm apparent.


Deciding to make the most of it before it was too late, her gorgeous legs wrapped around his back, keeping her lover inside of her sensitive pussy. Slowly, he pulled back, watching Wanda's mesmerizing eyes roll into the back of her head. The sight itself shoved him a few steps closer to an orgasm. Pushing himself back in, it definitely felt more like 'making love' than to vulgar word her lips mentioned back when they could still stand straight.


❝ More. I want more... ❞  


Wanda begged with enough passion to make his heart pick up a few more beats along the way. Seeing as her word was his command, Vision did as instructed. Picking up the pace rather gradually, he buried every inch of his thick cock inside of her. Over and over and over again until they were both reduced to moaning messes once more. A state that began feeling quite familiar to the two Avengers.


Tightening the hold on his waist, the redhead's slender fingers got lost in Vision's hair. Tugging at it ever so slightly whenever the head of his cock would massage her cervix, Wanda felt her walls tighten around his shaft just the same.


❝ I-I can't last much longer- ❞ 


Vision muttered almost ashamed, insecure about having cut her lover's fun short. But his innocent confession was quickly interrupted by a reassuring kiss, letting him know that she couldn't hold off either. That's when his thrusts became the most passionate, feeling his beloved so close to him. Physically and spiritually. For better or for worse, it was just them. And he wouldn't have it any other way.


Visibly drained and exhausted, the pair continued taking turn moaning against each other's lips. They were both close. And the sudden change of pace proved the inevitable outcome. Vision's thrusts were no longer slow and deep. Instead, the male's hips began pushing rather quickly, filling her up with quick bursts. Their movements matched the pace of their exhales, the room suddenly sounding like it contained an entire marathon.


❝ VIZH- YES! ❞  


The only had to share one last look to inform each other that things were about to reach a magical climax. Just three full thrusts later, at the peak of her loud moan, Vision exploded. Filling her up with so much warm cum that it put his first orgasm to shame. Groaning rather loudly as well, the blond pressed his forehead against hers, desiring to feel her close during such intimate moments.


Soon enough, he felt an entirely new layer of warmth coat his sensitive cock. Their juices began mixing and cascading back down over his member, to the delight of, well, both. Panting like two animals in heat, Vision pulled his length out ever so gently, resting it once again onto her lips.


Playfully, and quite curious, Wanda reached down, trailing her index finger over his flesh. Wincing at the sensation of having his cock touched after two intense orgasms, he simply stared into her flawless eyes. But out of the corner of his eye, Vision noticed that same index finger arriving to her rosy petals. The look on her face as her tongue swirled around her messy finger was simply sublime. Almost enough to keep his member rock hard for another round.


But they were both drained. Of energy and of another potentially plentiful load of juices. So, deciding to simply lay next to her, the blond's fingers lovingly cupped her cheek. Using his thumb to caress her aflush skin, Vision smiled. With satisfaction, love, gratitude and a whole lot more of other emotions he could barely express in the moment. But the smile was, once again, enough.

She knew.