[ Never let it be said that Erik Lehnsherr is someone with a calm mind - that was almost ninety percent of the problem before, and without the gentle hand of one Charles Xavier to help settle him into some kind of serenity it's a little closer to a maelstrom than he would like. Finding a way to quiet his thoughts and the turmoil that runs amok inside his head isn't easy, even with the training he's had from the most delicate of touches.
It's the nature of his mind. Explosive, dangerous, no matter how long it has been. Finding the calm in the storm is hard.
What does draw him out of his thoughts is a body pressing against his own, tits against his skin, his eyes dragged up to look her in the face. An amused smile crosses his features before he leans back, letting her settle into place and do whatever it is she intends to do.
It's not the first time a woman has tried to seduce him. It never quite loses its novelty. ]
Erik. [ His hand drops, resting lightly on her hip, to steady her. ] I've been known to work in a team, for the right price.
no subject
It's the nature of his mind. Explosive, dangerous, no matter how long it has been. Finding the calm in the storm is hard.
What does draw him out of his thoughts is a body pressing against his own, tits against his skin, his eyes dragged up to look her in the face. An amused smile crosses his features before he leans back, letting her settle into place and do whatever it is she intends to do.
It's not the first time a woman has tried to seduce him. It never quite loses its novelty. ]
Erik. [ His hand drops, resting lightly on her hip, to steady her. ] I've been known to work in a team, for the right price.