[ She inhales sharply and moans, closing her eyes as he pushes in further. She grips his back, digging her nails into his shoulder blades. It feels so good, better than any vibrator she might have brought home and stashed in the hopes Pietro would never find it. ]
No.
[ Wanda doesn't try to string her words together coherently. Arching her back, she wraps her legs around the back of his thighs to try and keep him locked inside of her. ]
Okay. Subpar. You could be a better vibrator.
[ Where Pietro feels embarrassment, Wanda feels, well… pure heat. Her bones feel liquid. She bucks her hips up, wishing to chase that vibration and feel it even more. She releases a growl low in her throat and sounds she's never made before as his thrusts shift her against the bed. ]
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No.
[ Wanda doesn't try to string her words together coherently. Arching her back, she wraps her legs around the back of his thighs to try and keep him locked inside of her. ]
Okay. Subpar. You could be a better vibrator.
[ Where Pietro feels embarrassment, Wanda feels, well… pure heat. Her bones feel liquid. She bucks her hips up, wishing to chase that vibration and feel it even more. She releases a growl low in her throat and sounds she's never made before as his thrusts shift her against the bed. ]