Can you blame me? Your body was built to be worshipped, darling. [ It's ridiculous, he is ridiculous, posh little accent purring out words that he hasn't felt let alone said in so very long. ] I took one look at your broad shoulders and atrociously trim waist and knew that.
[ He tips his head when Erik trails off, about to question him when the pinch comes sharp and lively. Charles makes a sound that is more indecent than anything he's done so far, his hips jumping reflexively to slam against Erik's. He bites his lip and lets his head fall back, baring his throat. ]
Christ.
[ Because it is so simple and yet. He still wants to run his hands over skin he hasn't felt in so long. Actually, he wants Erik to do it for him. ] The first time you left this apartment I got absolutely stark naked. [ He sounds gravelly and breathless now, squirming against Erik's body until he can fit right, until he can heinously roll his clothed erection against him. ] I hadn't really believed it. Not until I could touch myself properly. It was -- overwhelming.
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[ He tips his head when Erik trails off, about to question him when the pinch comes sharp and lively. Charles makes a sound that is more indecent than anything he's done so far, his hips jumping reflexively to slam against Erik's. He bites his lip and lets his head fall back, baring his throat. ]
Christ.
[ Because it is so simple and yet. He still wants to run his hands over skin he hasn't felt in so long. Actually, he wants Erik to do it for him. ] The first time you left this apartment I got absolutely stark naked. [ He sounds gravelly and breathless now, squirming against Erik's body until he can fit right, until he can heinously roll his clothed erection against him. ] I hadn't really believed it. Not until I could touch myself properly. It was -- overwhelming.