[ Wanda sighs heavily and shakes her head. She tuts for good measure as she continues to scrape her nails against his scalp. ]
You are hopeless, Pietro. What will I ever do with you?
[ Aside from keep him for herself. She's happy to be selfish in this instant. ]
If you're too hopeless, I'll have to change our lessons. I don't think you'd want that.
[ Less spanking. Less allowing her to be the one who actually gets to dominate. She likes the flush of power she feels at that, at him trusting her enough to let himself be vulnerable and submit. ]
[Pietro rolls his eyes, though it takes so much effort to do so right now. Wanda will never stop. He shifts and presses himself close at her side, snaking one arm around her.]
There is maybe a shred of hope for me.
[It sounds like a concession, because he very much liked those lessons, and he should be honest about it. He can learn that much at least.]
[ She holds her hand up, almost pressing her index and thumb together. There's a small space between both fingers as Wanda narrows her eyes to inspect it. But it'll always be big enough to earn him a spanking as long as he wants it. Saying as much is too easy.
She grunts and makes a show of wriggling beneath him. ]
[Wanda, please. Pietro sighs in annoyance, at both her display and her grumbling and wriggling. He curls in on her a little, and moves his arm from her stomach, but it's just to cover her mouth with his hand.]
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You are hopeless, Pietro. What will I ever do with you?
[ Aside from keep him for herself. She's happy to be selfish in this instant. ]
If you're too hopeless, I'll have to change our lessons. I don't think you'd want that.
[ Less spanking. Less allowing her to be the one who actually gets to dominate. She likes the flush of power she feels at that, at him trusting her enough to let himself be vulnerable and submit. ]
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There is maybe a shred of hope for me.
[It sounds like a concession, because he very much liked those lessons, and he should be honest about it. He can learn that much at least.]
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[ She holds her hand up, almost pressing her index and thumb together. There's a small space between both fingers as Wanda narrows her eyes to inspect it. But it'll always be big enough to earn him a spanking as long as he wants it. Saying as much is too easy.
She grunts and makes a show of wriggling beneath him. ]
Your arm is heavy. Are you trying to crush me?
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Go. To. Sleep. I am tired.
[The latter comes out as a whine.]