I can do that if you want. [ He'd be willing to try and come from that, just to have Erik watch him with that hungry gaze would be well worth the effort. The determination, so hard and sexual-- animalistic in a way that sent quivers of pleasure down Charles' spine. Erik had a predatory nature in and out of the bedroom and he wouldn't have it any other way-- how else would someone keep up with a man as insatiable as Charles?
Once he's fully seated on Erik he moans, because his husband always makes him feel so terribly full. He doubts there could have ever been another man to make him feel this way, as if he belongs there, buried as deep as he could get in Charles and yet the telepath wanted more. He wanted to impale himself down on Erik time and time again, beg for the pleasure he's earned, because he loves the swollen feeling Erik gives him. Wants to make him come with the same force Charles hand when he was pathetically rutting up from the desk. ] Or I could ride your fingers instead, [ The words are a sweet whisper against Erik's lips, the tone belying the pure lewd nature of his suggestion.
His tongue flicks out, tracing along Erik's lower lip, tasting him softly; the feel of his mouth perfect and familiar it causes him to start moving again. He takes a little less time to adjust than usual, but he is so impossibly turned on he doesn't think he could wait any longer even if he had wanted to. Instead he works his thigh muscles hard, bouncing harder down on his lap-- but he's in the mood to tease, just a little. Pulling up till Erik was almost entirely out of him he rolls his hips against the tip before sinking down on him again so firmly he shudders. ] I need this--
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Once he's fully seated on Erik he moans, because his husband always makes him feel so terribly full. He doubts there could have ever been another man to make him feel this way, as if he belongs there, buried as deep as he could get in Charles and yet the telepath wanted more. He wanted to impale himself down on Erik time and time again, beg for the pleasure he's earned, because he loves the swollen feeling Erik gives him. Wants to make him come with the same force Charles hand when he was pathetically rutting up from the desk. ] Or I could ride your fingers instead, [ The words are a sweet whisper against Erik's lips, the tone belying the pure lewd nature of his suggestion.
His tongue flicks out, tracing along Erik's lower lip, tasting him softly; the feel of his mouth perfect and familiar it causes him to start moving again. He takes a little less time to adjust than usual, but he is so impossibly turned on he doesn't think he could wait any longer even if he had wanted to. Instead he works his thigh muscles hard, bouncing harder down on his lap-- but he's in the mood to tease, just a little. Pulling up till Erik was almost entirely out of him he rolls his hips against the tip before sinking down on him again so firmly he shudders. ] I need this--
I need you--