"Could feel me a lot more if you were under me," he teases but then she's sucking at his neck and he makes a low sound that is wordless and mindless. He wants to be in her, desperately, but there's something to be said for foreplay even if he's not used to being on the receiving end of it. He wants to be giving in bed, to make up for the fact that his hands deliver pain and death instead of anything good, and he sighs a little.

"Please don't stop."

It's more pathetic than he means it to be, almost a whimper, and he hopes that Wanda can feel how much he wants her because he thinks it must be rolling off him in waves that even she can't block out. She's a polite telepath, to be sure, but this has to be too loud and too much for her to ignore.