[ Erik lets himself be pulled up and kissed, only halted by the ever-present grin on his face that makes it a little hard to do more than peck, not that it matters as he pulls up to breathe and teasingly rocks his hips forward. His lips at Charles's ear, he whispers: ]

Because it's been a long time since I've been able to pleasure you with my mouth and I think you've missed me.

[ Certainly, in the time that they've been apart, Erik's had a multitude of brief lovers, but he imagines Charles's list is much shorter and he doesn't suppose he's made much use of the new-found sensations in his lower body all that much. Or maybe he has and kept very quiet, who knows. It doesn't matter, Erik thinks, idly fondling Charles's chest. He can't remember if he was in love with his mind or in lust with his body first, he just knows both are some unshakeable feeling, though not for lack of trying. ]