A Vision of You
Chapter Two
"A Vision of You"
Chapter Two
By darthelwig
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She didn't know how to face Vision the next day. When she looked at him, all she could think about was her dream from the night before. His body on top of her, moving inside of her, the exquisite feel of him fucking her.
She spent the day in a constant state of arousal.
Not even training helped much. The activity got her blood pumping. Her rapid breathing was a reminder of the way she had sounded while impaled on Vision's cock. She was just lucky that the exercise covered for the flush in her face, even if Nat kept giving her strange looks when her defenses slipped or she failed to press her advantage while they sparred.
She definitely did not need anyone to question her performance right now.
Unfortunately, there was Vision and his constant vigilance when it came to her well being. When Nat was finally done throwing Wanda to the floor, he made way his over and offered her his hand. She grasped it with only the slightest hesitation, and let him help her up.
She kicked herself for accepting his help. The warmth and strength of his hand sent a thrill straight to her center. She could feel a liquid heat pooling there. Vision seemed to sense something. His head tilted to the side as he looked at her, and he was slow to release her hand.
It was all she could do to walk away.
In her shower, she ran her hands over her breasts, feeling her nipples harden. She tweaked them, imagining Vision's fingers on her. She braced herself on the wall with one hand while the other dipped down between her legs, finding the wet heat there.
She stroked her fingertips over the sensitive flesh before circling her clit. She repeated the motion a few times before finally allowing herself to slide two fingers into her opening. She stifled a moan, not sure how far the sound would carry.
Would Vision hear her? The thought made her hips jerk.
With her fingers pumping in and out of her, it didn't take long to reach her climax, and that was exactly what she wanted. What she needed. Sweet release. Fucking relief from the arousal that was dominating her.
She cried out when she came, unable to help herself. Her whole body jerked and spasmed, and she nearly fell as her knees went weak.
Her breathing was ragged, and she rested her head against the cool tile of the shower wall, letting the water relax her quivering body.
"Wanda, are you alright?" His voice came from right behind her, and she swung around, instinctively covering herself with her arms as best she could.
"Vision!"