[Pietro looks like he wants to say something, and he does: is that a promise? He catches himself in time, noting her flushed face and that this is a demand she's issuing because she wants to try something here. That, and what if her idea of punishment is actually that, will she outright ignore him again? So he grumbles instead, growling lowly in irritation, and reluctantly lets go of his cock, pulling his hand back from between them and rolling his eyes in exasperation.]
You never let me have any fun.
[He's sure to make that sound whiny and annoying.]
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You never let me have any fun.
[He's sure to make that sound whiny and annoying.]