[ He can feel his wary nature, the creeping sensation in the back of Erik's mind but Charles doesn't stop his loving ministrations. Hips rolling still, the press of them together causing his cock to twitch in time with his heart, eager with a sort of desire only Erik could fill him with. The man was his equal, yes, but Charles wasn't entirely without a bit of shallow nature-- and Erik was admittedly, so devastatingly attractive; even more so when Charles could let his hands freely roam over his body, feeling every dip and curve with delight.
Fair for me, I've given you all of me, my heart, my body, my mind, my home and we've made ourselves a family-- I would hope by now you could trust me Erik. He knows it isn't just about him, or Erik trusting him, he isn't that conceded or foolish, but he knows that the only way they'll ever work this out is with trust. I'll go slow, be gentle, you can even be on top still, if you want. He cant deny he's had lustful thoughts of easing inside of his husband, quivering at the heat and pressing him down into the mattress with slow, firm thrusts-- but he wont force him, wont convince him with his abilities either. He wants Erik to trust him with it, with that part of him, because it's a gift and not something to be taken with coercion or force.
He knows, regardless of it all, he'll still love the man-- would still love him if they were never able to consummate their marriage; because while he is quite enthralled with the way their bodies are so in tune, the --amazing-- sex was just a bonus to spending the rest of his life with the man he married. ]
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Fair for me, I've given you all of me, my heart, my body, my mind, my home and we've made ourselves a family-- I would hope by now you could trust me Erik. He knows it isn't just about him, or Erik trusting him, he isn't that conceded or foolish, but he knows that the only way they'll ever work this out is with trust. I'll go slow, be gentle, you can even be on top still, if you want. He cant deny he's had lustful thoughts of easing inside of his husband, quivering at the heat and pressing him down into the mattress with slow, firm thrusts-- but he wont force him, wont convince him with his abilities either. He wants Erik to trust him with it, with that part of him, because it's a gift and not something to be taken with coercion or force.
He knows, regardless of it all, he'll still love the man-- would still love him if they were never able to consummate their marriage; because while he is quite enthralled with the way their bodies are so in tune, the --amazing-- sex was just a bonus to spending the rest of his life with the man he married. ]