[ All he can do is huff a little laugh, adjusting his body so that Charles has more room to drape and cuddle and do whatever he pleases, really, especially when it means he can reach up and hold him closer, or stroke more gentle fingers through the soft curls of his hair. He would do more, especially given his state of rather less dress than normal, but he doesn't want to push when Charles has been out enjoying himself into tipsiness. ]
Who else would you ask to be your deputy, hm? [ Erik grins, all teeth and glee as he leans down and nudges his nose against Charles' cheek, leaving a sweet, brushing kiss there. ] You're breaking my heart.
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Who else would you ask to be your deputy, hm? [ Erik grins, all teeth and glee as he leans down and nudges his nose against Charles' cheek, leaving a sweet, brushing kiss there. ] You're breaking my heart.