[His stomach tightens with the way she flushes at being so bold. It gets to him every time she pushes past that urge to hide away. He accommodates her without any teasing about it, flipping them easily and assuring he doesn't pull out too far in the process, settling on top of her and taking some of his weight on his arms. His hips twitch as he shifts to find a good position. Slowly at first, as if he's being too cautious about it, vibrations run through his entire body — that's the way he's going to have to do this he's discovered, after only a couple of seconds trying to focus it more narrowly on a less individually mobile area.]
Tell me if it's too much.
[His words waver and have a buzzy echo to them, and when he starts to thrust, it's sharp and driving, trusting Wanda won't let him go more roughly than she really wants him to, won't let him hurt her. It's trust that's difficult to give, but Pietro has left a lot of trust in her hands tonight already.]
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Tell me if it's too much.
[His words waver and have a buzzy echo to them, and when he starts to thrust, it's sharp and driving, trusting Wanda won't let him go more roughly than she really wants him to, won't let him hurt her. It's trust that's difficult to give, but Pietro has left a lot of trust in her hands tonight already.]