[Pietro hisses as her nails dig into his stomach, just as he'd wanted, she's giving him varied sensations and a mix of hard and soft, very much working as intended. She moves further along his cock, only to stop and pull back again, and Pietro whines before he can stop himself, thinking his victory here might be short-lived and expecting nothing but more teasing.]
Fuck.
[That comes out almost in a gasp as he's proven wrong, and he clutches the arm of the chair so hard his knuckles turn white. Wanda's mouth is hot and wet, the pressure of suction intense. It doesn't take long for all of his nerves to crackle and his hips jerk involuntarily, but he tries to pull back from thrusting hard into her mouth. When she moans, reverberating around him, he yanks on her hair, releasing a half-strangled noise that might have been an attempt at her name.]
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Fuck.
[That comes out almost in a gasp as he's proven wrong, and he clutches the arm of the chair so hard his knuckles turn white. Wanda's mouth is hot and wet, the pressure of suction intense. It doesn't take long for all of his nerves to crackle and his hips jerk involuntarily, but he tries to pull back from thrusting hard into her mouth. When she moans, reverberating around him, he yanks on her hair, releasing a half-strangled noise that might have been an attempt at her name.]