[ There’s a small temptation to make her beg, to have her ask him for it sweetly - Erik thinks she’d do it, too, that she’d tell him all the pretty things that he wants to hear. There’ll be a time and a place for that, if she wants it, when the novelty of being touched for the first time has worn down and she’s seeking other things that she wants. Maybe it’ll be with Erik, maybe it won’t be.
Either way, he’s having fun at the moment, crowding her into a quiet corner and letting himself touch a warm, willing body, letting his mind settle into the familiar. It’s easier than the turbulence of his usual storm, the way his mind is a nightmare of thought and memory; it’s easier, having something to focus on, someone to focus on.
Careful fingers move lower and lower, sliding between her legs, two pressed together to spread her folds and stroke deliberately against her. It’s a slow thing, almost careful, as if he doesn’t want to startle her with the jolt of pleasure she’ll feel as he explores, finally letting the pads of his fingers rub against her clit, teeth scraping on her collarbone.
A flash of teeth, sharkish and dangerous, as he hums. ]
Move your hips, against my fingers. Find out what you like.
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Either way, he’s having fun at the moment, crowding her into a quiet corner and letting himself touch a warm, willing body, letting his mind settle into the familiar. It’s easier than the turbulence of his usual storm, the way his mind is a nightmare of thought and memory; it’s easier, having something to focus on, someone to focus on.
Careful fingers move lower and lower, sliding between her legs, two pressed together to spread her folds and stroke deliberately against her. It’s a slow thing, almost careful, as if he doesn’t want to startle her with the jolt of pleasure she’ll feel as he explores, finally letting the pads of his fingers rub against her clit, teeth scraping on her collarbone.
A flash of teeth, sharkish and dangerous, as he hums. ]
Move your hips, against my fingers. Find out what you like.