[ wanda had been all too stubborn to be asked about the apparent "mindfucking" that was advertised on her shirt; the discomfort of her abilities is too fresh, too much of a reminder of her mistakes that all it's prompted to do is layer itself atop the existing frustration she'd been laced with since her arrival in this city.
of course, reasonably enough, it lands her in that extra room, and it's hard to say if she's relieved to be out of that prior shirt once she's forced to fit into another, this time with her luck of a sharing companion.
perhaps if she'd been paired with someone as resistant to this entire thing, they could simply keep their distance as well as they could manage under the circumstances and talk out the careful way they could get out of their predicament. unfortunately, the person at her side is ... ignorant to things like physical boundaries, to say the least. ]
You're plenty comfortable, aren't you? [ there's clear sarcasm in her tone, especially when she feels the nuzzle of their breasts together beneath the shirt, the press making her turn away with a deep breath. ] We should just try to get out of this as soon as we can.
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of course, reasonably enough, it lands her in that extra room, and it's hard to say if she's relieved to be out of that prior shirt once she's forced to fit into another, this time with her luck of a sharing companion.
perhaps if she'd been paired with someone as resistant to this entire thing, they could simply keep their distance as well as they could manage under the circumstances and talk out the careful way they could get out of their predicament. unfortunately, the person at her side is ... ignorant to things like physical boundaries, to say the least. ]
You're plenty comfortable, aren't you? [ there's clear sarcasm in her tone, especially when she feels the nuzzle of their breasts together beneath the shirt, the press making her turn away with a deep breath. ] We should just try to get out of this as soon as we can.