This was game, and Dom wasn't going to lose. They were as close as they could humanly be without touching.
"Well, good," Dom said. "Cause I wouldn't have done it anyway."
He had been sure to keep perfectly still as Pietro's fingers traveled up his arms and he commanded himself not to look, not to break eye contact with Pietro like it bothered him. He didn't wrestle against the grip. Pietro wasn't hurting him and to be honest, he didn't know if he could break the grip right now anyway, even if he tried.