[ It's like a kiss, but not. Still, Wanda feels a zing of excitement go through her, her eyes a little wider and her lips parted as she looks at Bucky. ]
Well.
[ There's colour to her cheeks now, as well as the smile that creeps to life. ] Your turn. Where would you like it?
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Well.
[ There's colour to her cheeks now, as well as the smile that creeps to life. ] Your turn. Where would you like it?