You blinked at Vision’s question, tilting your head to one side as you considered your answer. “I don’t know exactly. I guess it’s pleasurable. It’s a way of showing love or intimacy. I mean, humans are social beings so I would think maybe it’s a part of that. Why do you ask?”
Vision frowned as he processed your explanation. “I have never experienced human touch in this way,” he stated.
You felt your cheeks warm and you rubbed the back of your neck, “To be completely honest, I haven’t really either.”
Vision cocked his head, “Why not?”
You shrugged, “Never the right moment, I guess.” You flashed a crooked grin. “I am something else. I’m probably one of the only people my age who’ve never properly kissed someone.”
A small smile curled Vision’s lips and you suddenly found yourself aware of how close he was to you. “I do not find you abnormal, [f/n].”
You hesitated, lifting one hand to touch his face. Vision’s eyes closed briefly and he leaned into the touch, his feet lowering onto the ground. His eyes opened again and met yours, searching and soft. He really did have beautiful eyes.
Tentatively, you brushed your lips against his. He didn’t move for a moment, savouring the gentle pressure. His hands came up to rest over your hips as he responded cautiously to the kiss. You pulled away when the need for air became too strong, ducking your head as you drew a slow breath, trying to hide your flushed cheeks.
“The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, see if they could become something more. See if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could.” — Nick Fury