[Wanda understands how tonight is likely going to go. Slow, steady, and requiring a great deal of patience. Bruce tenses at more intimate touch, and for a moment she wonders if he'll back down, change his mind. It would be alright if he did, she would understand.
But she does want him, does want to see where things will go, and so she doesn't tell him that. She waits, lets him make his own decisions. As he does, as he makes himself relax, Wanda picks up a glass from the nearby counter and moves to fill it with water so she can rinse the shampoo out of Bruce's hair.
She doesn't expect him to make the first real move. Wanda pauses as his hand moves to the side of her breast, as his tongue touches her nipple. Shivering, her own hand tightens slightly in his hair before she drags them down the back of his neck. Yes, it's alright what he does. It's more than alright. The little humming noise at the back of her throat encourages him on.]
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But she does want him, does want to see where things will go, and so she doesn't tell him that. She waits, lets him make his own decisions. As he does, as he makes himself relax, Wanda picks up a glass from the nearby counter and moves to fill it with water so she can rinse the shampoo out of Bruce's hair.
She doesn't expect him to make the first real move. Wanda pauses as his hand moves to the side of her breast, as his tongue touches her nipple. Shivering, her own hand tightens slightly in his hair before she drags them down the back of his neck. Yes, it's alright what he does. It's more than alright. The little humming noise at the back of her throat encourages him on.]