[ He's very confused now, but he's absolutely reluctant to let Charles out of his arms when he's got his lap full and his heart full and had just had his mouth pleasantly occupied. There's still a tingle of sensation on his lips and Charles is blathering on about his medicine, which he does remember being downstairs.
Instead, he leans back on the bed, his arms encircling Charles, pulling him in to resume their strangely interrupted kissing. It's any wonder Erik is questioning if Charles is interested or not, when he pauses making out with him to talk about medicine, but as their lips crush and slide together, as he reaches for Charles's waist and thinks the better of it and migrates his hand down to give him a good hard squeeze. ]
Then you can help me get it after this, because I intend to indulge.
( charles might have wanted to be responsible and get erik his medication, but his determination to do just that goes flying out the bloody window as soon as erik's kissing him again. he shifts on erik's lap, barely managing to stifle his moan against erik’s lips. he supposes this counts as some sort of therapy, doesn't it? it'll take erik's mind off the pain, surely. in fact, the only discomfort erik might be feeling right now is likely from being blue balled by charles this entire while. )
All right. Just… ( erik deserves to be spoiled after allowing himself to be cared for by humans at a hospital. and since charles keeps having to move his hand away from erik's neck whenever he almost touches him there, mindful of the injury, he decides to busy himself with tugging erik's belt robe open instead. ) For a bit. And then... ( what was it erik had projected to his mind that day in his study? he might not know heads or tails about sex with a man, but he's given himself plenty of handjobs and he can't possibly fail at it. mustering up the nerve, charles takes erik in his hand, and he's pleasantly surprised by just how hard he is. ) Oh. ( it's a cheat. he shouldn't want to read his mind, but he's curious to know how erik likes it. hard and fast? or should he go slow? or maybe he should just do as he likes because does he really want a play-by-play of all of erik's previous sexual encounters running in the background as he's trying to get him off? ) Is this... ( he's wrapped his hand around erik's length, squeezing gently and he's giving him a few experimental pulls when he breaks the kiss to look at him. ) Is this okay?
[ Erik has never had to chase anyone in his life. He simply made flirtatious offers, got a yes or no, and proceeded. So even though it isn't like he's been waiting a long time, for Erik, it feels like it's been forever. It's no surprise when Charles shifts against him and it feels like pure electricity.
If Charles is in Erik's head he might see what he's currently thinking now is pure lust with nothing but instinct driving him. No, he's not sure what to do but he trusts that he's done this enough with women that he doesn't even consider that it might be very different with a man.
And Erik's lustful thoughts grow louder once Charles has a hand wrapped around him; he tugs at Charles's hips and busies himself getting rid of his clothes too, palming him through the fabric before reaching underneath and taking hold of him too, his hands warm and maybe surprisingly soft. ]
Yes.
[ Charles doesn't have any neck problems, so Erik migrates his mouth underneath his jaw and to his throat and his pulse, leaving a trail of heated kisses all over the column of his neck, free hand gripping at his thighs as he works Charles in his hand. ]
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Instead, he leans back on the bed, his arms encircling Charles, pulling him in to resume their strangely interrupted kissing. It's any wonder Erik is questioning if Charles is interested or not, when he pauses making out with him to talk about medicine, but as their lips crush and slide together, as he reaches for Charles's waist and thinks the better of it and migrates his hand down to give him a good hard squeeze. ]
Then you can help me get it after this, because I intend to indulge.
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All right. Just… ( erik deserves to be spoiled after allowing himself to be cared for by humans at a hospital. and since charles keeps having to move his hand away from erik's neck whenever he almost touches him there, mindful of the injury, he decides to busy himself with tugging erik's belt robe open instead. ) For a bit. And then... ( what was it erik had projected to his mind that day in his study? he might not know heads or tails about sex with a man, but he's given himself plenty of handjobs and he can't possibly fail at it. mustering up the nerve, charles takes erik in his hand, and he's pleasantly surprised by just how hard he is. ) Oh. ( it's a cheat. he shouldn't want to read his mind, but he's curious to know how erik likes it. hard and fast? or should he go slow? or maybe he should just do as he likes because does he really want a play-by-play of all of erik's previous sexual encounters running in the background as he's trying to get him off? ) Is this... ( he's wrapped his hand around erik's length, squeezing gently and he's giving him a few experimental pulls when he breaks the kiss to look at him. ) Is this okay?
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If Charles is in Erik's head he might see what he's currently thinking now is pure lust with nothing but instinct driving him. No, he's not sure what to do but he trusts that he's done this enough with women that he doesn't even consider that it might be very different with a man.
And Erik's lustful thoughts grow louder once Charles has a hand wrapped around him; he tugs at Charles's hips and busies himself getting rid of his clothes too, palming him through the fabric before reaching underneath and taking hold of him too, his hands warm and maybe surprisingly soft. ]
Yes.
[ Charles doesn't have any neck problems, so Erik migrates his mouth underneath his jaw and to his throat and his pulse, leaving a trail of heated kisses all over the column of his neck, free hand gripping at his thighs as he works Charles in his hand. ]