[It's only a moment, but Pietro looks away just to see if they're being watched. They're not, but that doesn't mean he can't act as if they are, waiting to see how far Wanda will go with it. He gasps audibly as she squeezes his thigh, loud and too exaggerated.]
Oh, did I drop some?
[His voice carries, and he spreads his thighs a little, trying to get her hand to shift to a more scandalous position 'accidentally'. He shouldn't have worn such tight pants, they're not helping in his plans and he just kind of squirms instead of doing it with any fluidity or appeal.]
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Oh, did I drop some?
[His voice carries, and he spreads his thighs a little, trying to get her hand to shift to a more scandalous position 'accidentally'. He shouldn't have worn such tight pants, they're not helping in his plans and he just kind of squirms instead of doing it with any fluidity or appeal.]