[Pietro almost asks which girls she'd been talking to, but had he names, he would have something to say about it, untrue statements that he can't ever help himself from teasing her with. And he isn't sure he wants to know the specifics of this conversation she'd had, if Wanda had inquired about this because she was dissatisfied with him, bored. Those thoughts aren't to be entertained, unsubstantiated speculation that Pietro won't allow himself. She asked because she wants to try something new with him, that's all. At her last comment, he rolls his eyes even though Wanda can't see it, sighing.]
I won't knot your hair.
[He leaves it alone, untangling his fingers to brace himself on the bed with one hand, snaking an arm around Wanda's waist and holding her to him as he positions himself. A different angle, different sensations, and his thrusts start slowly, long and deep. As much as Pietro likes to see her face and read the expression in her eyes, embracing her this way has its own appeal, and for some reason he wants to be gentle about it, exploratory.]
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I won't knot your hair.
[He leaves it alone, untangling his fingers to brace himself on the bed with one hand, snaking an arm around Wanda's waist and holding her to him as he positions himself. A different angle, different sensations, and his thrusts start slowly, long and deep. As much as Pietro likes to see her face and read the expression in her eyes, embracing her this way has its own appeal, and for some reason he wants to be gentle about it, exploratory.]
I like holding you like this.