[His initial smugness over getting her to tell him what she wants is short-lived. Pietro scoffs, mostly to himself, after she brings her finger to the corner of her mouth and smiles like that. It's going to be slow, and not more of something like he'd expected, but less. Pushing Wanda into being direct was a bad and poorly thought out move.]
Really.
[It's not even a question, he's just resigned to the fact that Wanda can always find a way to undermine him, and Pietro will go along with it the majority of the time, no matter how much he might protest first. She has so much power over him and he doesn't think she even knows.]
And you always get what you want, don't you?
[It's chiding, but rhetorical. Even though her legs are no longer wrapped around his, Pietro feels just as rooted to that spot as before. One gentle hand on her neck, twirling a strand of her hair idly in his fingers, he gives her that kiss - too light and slow, and with more reverence that he'd ever admit to thinking Wanda deserves.]
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Really.
[It's not even a question, he's just resigned to the fact that Wanda can always find a way to undermine him, and Pietro will go along with it the majority of the time, no matter how much he might protest first. She has so much power over him and he doesn't think she even knows.]
And you always get what you want, don't you?
[It's chiding, but rhetorical. Even though her legs are no longer wrapped around his, Pietro feels just as rooted to that spot as before. One gentle hand on her neck, twirling a strand of her hair idly in his fingers, he gives her that kiss - too light and slow, and with more reverence that he'd ever admit to thinking Wanda deserves.]