[It doesn't take long with that slower lighter touch before Pietro needs something harder again, and he does exactly what she expects, moving his hips to seek it out, pressing into her fingers and grinding. The noises he makes carry more frustration in them, but not to the point of whining about it, and he can still focus on her flushed face - and smirk as she admits to that.]

Liked that, did you?

[He runs his fingers along her arm again, lightly dragging his nails, trying to make her shiver. Though now that she's brought his attention back to what happened earlier, he has an important question.]

Wanda... no one was watching, not even a glance until...

[Jelka. But he doesn't want to say her name and get them off on another tangent.]

Did you do that, make everyone look away?