[The last word ends in a higher pitched strangled noise as she drags her nails over that same spot on his arch. His leg jerks once, involuntarily, but Pietro doesn't pull his ankle out of her grasp. Wanda's speaking to him again and paying attention, and he can suffer for that. For a moment at least.]
I ruined nothing. You were barely watching it. Couldn't take your eyes off me from the second I got home.
[It comes out far less flippant and dismissive than he wants it to, his voice wavers too often. Trying too hard to contain most of his urges to writhe and twitch, he brings his arm up to clutch at the back of the couch in an effort to keep still.]
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[The last word ends in a higher pitched strangled noise as she drags her nails over that same spot on his arch. His leg jerks once, involuntarily, but Pietro doesn't pull his ankle out of her grasp. Wanda's speaking to him again and paying attention, and he can suffer for that. For a moment at least.]
I ruined nothing. You were barely watching it. Couldn't take your eyes off me from the second I got home.
[It comes out far less flippant and dismissive than he wants it to, his voice wavers too often. Trying too hard to contain most of his urges to writhe and twitch, he brings his arm up to clutch at the back of the couch in an effort to keep still.]