[ Charles' gaze is very appreciative as Erik comes back in, naked and beautiful, and he reaches out to take the water when he offers it. He tries not to be more self-conscious of himself and his nudity; Erik's been clear with how much he desires him. And the way he's looking back at him is complimentary.]
Afraid to come too close in case I seduce you?
[ He's teasing and chuckles, putting his hands up playfully so Erik can him off. He did make quite a mess but it's been a decade. The fact he lasted as long as he did after so long a dry spell should be respected. Charles knows exactly what Erik's thinking and smirks, reaching out to caress his cheek with the back of his hand.]
You'll have endless opportunities to spill on me, love. I promise you'll be able to paint me with it every time you want to.
[ God Erik is so attractive and the fact he wants to keep that possessive edge to Charles is appealing. He likes that. He runs his fingers along his lips. They are perfect. It's clear from the gleam in Charles' eyes that he is actively considering seducing him again so with impressive fortitude, he drops his hand away before doing so. He has to believe what he is saying; they have the time. No need to act like this is the only night for them.]
I'm starving, Erik. Make me dinner like a good boyfriend.
Well, at least one of us has to exercise some restraint.
[ Not that Erik can talk much, really, given how easily he folded. But he's just teasing of course, and far be it from him to ever complain— but it's going to become a problem if they can't manage to keep their hands off each other.
He takes hold of Charles's hand briefly, kissing his knuckles before letting go. They won't lack in opportunities, he knows that. He'll make sure of it. ]
You don't have to ask twice.
[ His smile widens for a moment, then he leans in for a kiss. Brief, a quick peck at best, certainly not enough for them to get sidetracked— and now that he's done with cleaning up Charles, he gets to his feet. Before anything else he is going to get them something to wear at least, even if it's something as plain as pyjama pants and t-shirt, and with that, he'll go back to the food he barely got started. Not like he was going to cook naked, as much as Charles might have enjoyed that view. ]
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we can probably finally wrap on this one and do a new event one :D
Afraid to come too close in case I seduce you?
[ He's teasing and chuckles, putting his hands up playfully so Erik can him off. He did make quite a mess but it's been a decade. The fact he lasted as long as he did after so long a dry spell should be respected. Charles knows exactly what Erik's thinking and smirks, reaching out to caress his cheek with the back of his hand.]
You'll have endless opportunities to spill on me, love. I promise you'll be able to paint me with it every time you want to.
[ God Erik is so attractive and the fact he wants to keep that possessive edge to Charles is appealing. He likes that. He runs his fingers along his lips. They are perfect. It's clear from the gleam in Charles' eyes that he is actively considering seducing him again so with impressive fortitude, he drops his hand away before doing so. He has to believe what he is saying; they have the time. No need to act like this is the only night for them.]
I'm starving, Erik. Make me dinner like a good boyfriend.
nooo-- i mean yes, that sounds good!!
[ Not that Erik can talk much, really, given how easily he folded. But he's just teasing of course, and far be it from him to ever complain— but it's going to become a problem if they can't manage to keep their hands off each other.
He takes hold of Charles's hand briefly, kissing his knuckles before letting go. They won't lack in opportunities, he knows that. He'll make sure of it. ]
You don't have to ask twice.
[ His smile widens for a moment, then he leans in for a kiss. Brief, a quick peck at best, certainly not enough for them to get sidetracked— and now that he's done with cleaning up Charles, he gets to his feet. Before anything else he is going to get them something to wear at least, even if it's something as plain as pyjama pants and t-shirt, and with that, he'll go back to the food he barely got started. Not like he was going to cook naked, as much as Charles might have enjoyed that view. ]