[ Erik luxuriates in this, softly touches Charles's face and arm and side. He settles on laying an arm across his body and turns onto his side to take a look at him. He's overcome by a need to tip Charles's face and catch his lips in a kiss. It starts off slow but builds, Erik stealing nips and glances in turn, eventually rolling back over on top of Charles. He's not ready for a round two, but some part of him hasn't quite gotten the message.
He smiles at Charles as he pulls away, but whines at him regardless. ]
Stop being irresistible.
[ He combs his hand through Charles's hair and looks down at him with adoration, with awe. ]
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He smiles at Charles as he pulls away, but whines at him regardless. ]
Stop being irresistible.
[ He combs his hand through Charles's hair and looks down at him with adoration, with awe. ]
I love you. I need you to know that.