[He can't resist poking further, his smile this time more of a smirk, though in truth Pietro doesn't think her baking is bad at all. Wanda knows his tastes and he expects that she doesn't experiment or deviate from them too often in case he wouldn't like any strange concoctions, despite also knowing he'd eat anything she made, whether he complains about it or not. For a birthday though, something has to be 'special' and 'perfect', not typical, at least according to Wanda. Gently grabbing her wrist, Pietro leans in to lick the icing from her finger, ostensibly lingering just to be thorough and get all of it off, but his teeth graze and his tongue curls and slides over her skin after there's nothing left of the frosting.]
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[He can't resist poking further, his smile this time more of a smirk, though in truth Pietro doesn't think her baking is bad at all. Wanda knows his tastes and he expects that she doesn't experiment or deviate from them too often in case he wouldn't like any strange concoctions, despite also knowing he'd eat anything she made, whether he complains about it or not. For a birthday though, something has to be 'special' and 'perfect', not typical, at least according to Wanda. Gently grabbing her wrist, Pietro leans in to lick the icing from her finger, ostensibly lingering just to be thorough and get all of it off, but his teeth graze and his tongue curls and slides over her skin after there's nothing left of the frosting.]