[His skin burns under her fingers, but he presses against them eagerly, still wanting her touch all over him, shameless about it now after the fact. Even when he pulls his hand out from between them and everything is sticky and messy and the continued sting of her spanking now irritates him a little. He wriggles.]
Only some of?
[Pietro sounds half way indignant about that, but the expression in his eyes is soft. He arcs into her hand on his spine, searching her face for the truth in her words. That he hadn't made this awkward somehow. Wanda did like it, as she says.]
Yes. You are very good to me.
[It's a rare compliment from him, usually kept in his own thoughts, but he doesn't want to be sarcastic or dismissive about this when it was something new and unplanned.]
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Only some of?
[Pietro sounds half way indignant about that, but the expression in his eyes is soft. He arcs into her hand on his spine, searching her face for the truth in her words. That he hadn't made this awkward somehow. Wanda did like it, as she says.]
Yes. You are very good to me.
[It's a rare compliment from him, usually kept in his own thoughts, but he doesn't want to be sarcastic or dismissive about this when it was something new and unplanned.]