magike | ★ MEMES & OVERFLOW;

[ He looks down then, meeting her gaze, more serious now in spite of that momentary embarrassment. It's not like her interest is a complete surprise to him, but this is an actual offer rather than just the occasional flirting they've both indulged in, and it begs a reminder.

His hand slides down her arm, stopping just below her elbow. ]

You know this isn't going to be just sex, for me. [ They've had this conversation, however briefly, and he knows she remembers his words. The sentiment of needing a deeper connection when he's physically involved with someone. ] Are you alright with that?

( her gaze stays on his, holding it, searching his eyes for everything she'd felt from him during the night and it's so easy to find. it had never left. how comfortable she is around him, how safe, and without realising it over the short time they've been getting to know each other she's let her guard down around him.

she nods slowly, even though there's uncertainty in what she feels but it's not about him. it's uncertainty in herself, in what more is, and whilst rowena has dated even recently she's never let herself have a real relationship, never let herself find someone she wanted to love. whilst that's still many steps away she knows that agreeing to him opens that path. yet she still does, even if it scares her.

but he's safe, he's there, and that's a future that they'd both have to navigate the emotional challenges of for different reasons. and still together )

I don't know why I came to your bed last night... but it's a bed I'd like to keep coming back to, whatever the reason is.

( sex or just to sleep with him, to be close and comforted as last night had been. and, slowly, learn to comfort him when he needed it )

[ Nothing really has changed here, not only Erik's interest, but his desire for a deeper connection, a need for intimacy that goes beyond just physical. This is something he's expressed to her before, and while he's sure she wouldn't be suggesting this now if she wasn't alright with that, he still feels it's only right to bring it up, and know that she's sure about their relationship going in a new direction.

There is a genuine sense of relief, but most of all gladness, when she nods. It's not that he would have been upset with her if she just said she wasn't interested in something more romantic, but it would be a lie so say it wouldn't be a little disappointing. Her words draw a smile from him, his hand sliding up her arm again, and he leans in close for a small, brief kiss. ]

I should let you know, I— haven't done this in ten years. [ Which she probably could have guessed herself, knowing what she does about his past, but he decides it's best to let her know. He might be a little rusty with his moves. ]

( her smile sweetens when he smiles, leaning in to meet his kiss. and this, under what this now was from them, was a much sweeter kiss than the one they'd shared when dancing. a much nicer kiss.

his words prompt a small laugh from her and she appreciates his honesty, reaching a hand up to rest against his cheek )

I'm not worried.

( about him, about how the sex will feel. she won't use the cliche but she's pretty confident he'd figure it out. and she's trying to ignore what she is worried about -- hopefully she'll figure it out as they go.

she presses another light kiss to his lips before whispering-- )

We can take it easy.

( which, whilst sounds in relation to his concern, is actually about her. whilst rowena would love wild and passion, and she doesn't doubt that will come, she knows her limits, and one night of broken sleep and some rest isn't enough to make her feel up for anything more than gentle sex that morning )

[ She laughs but it doesn't feel mocking, if anything she helps him feel a little more at ease. It's not like he won't know what he's doing, honestly, he just felt like it was worth pointing out.

He's very fine with taking it easy, though. Take their time, both in the physical aspect of the relationship and beyond. He nods slowly, eyes lidded, then dips his head in to kiss her again, the hand on her arm moving to settle on her lower back, more of a gentle touch than actually pulling her closer just yet. ]

( there's a little warmth that settles in her when he kisses her again, warmth and a happiness that she hadn't expected to feel. she's not yet thinking about them as a relationship; that'll take a while to sink into her, but it's his actions that bring the feeling to her. the light touch and gentle kisses, how his touch shows that he cares. it's been a long time since sex had been anything other than physical for her, and even the men that she'd "dated" in her more recent years had never made her feel cared for as he does. and it's been minutes.

her thumb brushes over his cheek before she slides her hand around to the back of his neck, sliding her fingers into his hair. slowly the kiss deepens, her other hand shifting to his waist, sliding her hand under his shirt to rest against his skin )

[ He certainly intends to make her feel cherished and cared for, no matter the situation, and this is going to be no different. He practically cradles her in his hold, gradually bringing her closer, hand smoothing up and down her back while he returns that kiss.

With a hum, he allows her to bring his head closer to her, and his body shifts when her fingers touch bare skin, back arching and muscles tensing beneath the attention. He wasn't lying when he said it's been a while— he hasn't even kissed anyone during those ten years, let alone have anyone touch him like this, and it undoubtedly shows that he is a little starved for that kind of attention. ]

( his response has her smiling into the kiss, sliding her hand higher, letting him get more used to her touch, and giving him the attention he needs. something that she enjoys anyway.

she rests her forehead against his when the kiss breaks, pausing a moment to catch her breath. her thumb strokes softly over his skin, rowena pushing herself more up-- until she winces, having moved a little quicker than her body was ready for, forgetting in the moment that she'd been injured )

I'm okay.

( she settles back against him, words quickly spoken because she doesn't want to shift this mood, kissing his cheek again )

[ That wince is still more than enough to make Erik pause, a look of concern as he sweeps his gaze over her, searching any sign of pain or discomfort. He's not surprised that she's still sore, given how he had to literally carry her to bed the night before, he just wants to be sure that just her coming over to his room didn't somehow make it worse. ]

If you want to stop...

[ He trails off, waiting for a response. As much as he'd love to continue, and the erection pressed against her leg when he pulls her closer shows that much, they also have time. They can certainly wait for her to recover fully, if she's not feeling up to it. ]

Oh, I don't want to.

( sense says that she probably should stop; it's not like they won't have the chance to do this again, but that doesn't mean she listens to it. she hums at the press of his erection against her, another thing that definitely doesn't help her listen to sense when she can feel him. and wants him )

It just means that you're on top.

( she skims her nails over his scalp as she leans in to kiss him again )

[ It's not as if Erik is about to argue with her on that, a small smile when she speaks, and his head tilting to the side so his mouth fits over hers. He moves them both so she's lying fully on her back, first making sure she's comfortable and no longer in pain before he settles over her, though still keeping his weight propped up by his elbows on the mattress. It's good, he thinks, that he needs to be careful for her sake; it gives them both a chance to do this more slowly, a gentle pace that he's sure won't be any less overwhelming for its lack in intensity.

Weight shifting onto one elbow, his other hand slides down her side, curling over her thigh and tugging her closer, his hips sinking down in a slow press against her, humming low at the taste of friction, the relief it offers him. ]

( he's careful with how he moves her that it isn't him moving her that hurts but rowena stretching to settle on the bed that she feels pain, though it doesn't stop her reaching still for him, reassuring whispers that she is okay and, with the pain easing as she stills, a whisper that he won't hurt her.

her hand runs over his arm, parting her legs so he can settle between them, sucking in a breath when he drops his hips to hers, the press of his erection nestled between them. she's careful in the roll of her hips, the smallest of movements, humming at the feeling.

her hand shifts to rest against his cheek, guiding his head to look into his eyes, searching for something in them, smiling a moment later once she's found it, brushing her thumb over his chin as she gently rolls her hips again )

[ While he won't pause again unless her reaction is stronger, he's still attentive to any cues that she's in pain, and if need be easing on a particular touch, trying to help her find a more comfortable position. He hopes she'll tell him regardless if it gets to be too much, but he is only a man and for all the restraint he can have, it's increasingly more difficult to hold himself back here with the way she responds to him.

His gaze meets hers, prompted by her touch, a faint smile that fades briefly when she grinds back against him. With a soft groan, he presses down against her, a spark of pleasure rolling up his spine when he feels her so warm and close against him.

With a brief pause and some (less smooth) wiggling, he tugs his shirt up and over his head, and making use of his abilities, undoes the chain around his neck, resting the pendant on the bedside table. Then he sinks his hand back down to her leg, palm sliding underneath her nightgown. ]

( her eyes close when he presses against her, her head pressing firmer against the pillow, a pleased sound from her, feeling warmth spreading through her.

her cheeks are flushed, and whilst rowena knows slow and gentle is what she needs, she knows it'll be harder to stick to, her want for him increasing with every press of him, and how her body responds.

her eyes open again as she feels him shift, giving him an appreciative look over. when his hand slips under her nightgown she sucks in a breath, and her underwear feels damning against her, a barrier against his fingers, damp as it's quickly becoming )

[ While he doesn't fumble and stutter completely, there's still a certain pause to his touches, moments where he needs to adjust, or slow down before he gets carried away. It's not a lack of skill so much as just having been so long since he's been with someone, and on top of that, how fond he is of Rowena.

So once or twice he pulls back on a certain touch, adjusts slightly, gives Rowena and himself both a moment to take things slow, not get carried away in the heat of it all. His hand first slides up her torso, tugging her gown up her body, intent on getting it out of the way. He leans back just enough to admire her as well, leaning down for a brief kiss as his palm marks a pathway down her front, over the swell of her breast and the dip of her stomach, thumb tracing along the line of her underwear. ]

( getting her nightgown off is probably a clumsier task than getting it on was, and though she lifts with him as she can to help the restriction in her movements is frustrating. but he doesn't judge anything, and as his hand descends on her, the look he gives her fills her with warmth again and makes her forget any frustration.

at least until he teases over her underwear, causing her to grumble slightly )

Please get them off me.

( she'd let him tease her with his hand after that but that last piece of clothing was frustrating at this point. even if she wasn't complaining about his pyjama pants )

[ He doesn't know if it's the words, the way she says them, or that little grumble she breathes out impatiently, but it gets Erik to laugh quietly, his head tipping slightly so he can press his lips to her cheek and jaw, humming as he nuzzles against her ear. ]

Wasn't aware you were in a rush.

[ But he does as told quickly enough, hooking his thumb over the fabric, then pushing it down her to her knees, his hips lifting up and his weight propped onto his knees so she can help wiggling and kicking those panties down the rest of the way. His palm plants against the inside of her leg then, dragging up her inner thigh, squeezing the flesh gently as if it's a reward for when she spreads her legs for him again. ]

( she breathes out a sigh of relief as he tugs her panties down, and whilst she's trying to limit her magic as she recovers it's definitely magic she uses to nudge them the rest of the way off.

but it lets her focus again on him, solely on him, her breath catching as his hand skims up her thigh, legs parting for him. it surprises her how much she's enjoying just being touched by him, and maybe it's because she's been in affectionateless situations that she isn't used to it. feeling doted on just by how his hand moves over her, the look that he gives her, rowena holds it in her mind as she closes her eyes, her heart softening )

I'm not in a rush-- ( though she certainly sounds it. truthfully, she'd let him keep touching her like this for a while longer, enjoying it immensely ) I just wanted to check you remember where to put everything.

( not that she's worried, given how heavily teasing her tone is )

[ He can't fault her for the use of magic, he feels equally impatient and it's a relief to just get layer of fabric out of the way that much more easily. But it's her teasing words that keep holding his attention, still a wide grin on his face, though the sound he lets out is closer to a purr than a laugh this time. ]

Oh, I remember exactly where everything goes.

[ Words murmured against her jaw, teeth gently nipping on skin just as his hand settles between her legs, two of his fingers curling and parting her folds, stroking her already wet flesh. ]

( a sound catches in her throat when his fingers slide along her, nerves lighting up )

Erik.

( it's a very needy sound to his name, the tone he'd used affecting her, and she hums at the feeling of his fingers stroking along her.

her eyes reopen, darker with need, and she nudges his head so that she can kiss him again )

[ The reaction is everything he could have wanted, and the sound she lets out is like music to his ears. It prompts him to move his hand more purposefully, fingers rubbing against her, the hell of his thumb pressing against her clit as he pushes two digits inside her.

His head lifts again at her coaxing, tilting so he can slot his lips over hers. The kiss is deep, heated, a moan spilled into her mouth as his hand works her at a pace, steady but intent, patience running thinner with how lovely she feels. ]

( everything's lit up as he touches her as if erik knows everything about her, as if they've been lovers for a long time and they're enjoying each other yet again. his fingers slide into her, thumb pressed over her clit, and her breath catches, hands gripping gebtly at him. she's had good sex, she's had great sex, but none of it was recently and he was very quickly reminding her what that felt like.

as his pace picks up she moans into his mouth, glad he'd chosen quicker, hips lifting in gentle motions to try and meet him, though it ends up becoming just his fingers working her, the little lifts of her hips too much to sustain.

not that it matters when he's rubbing at her in the right places, finding where brings out those higher sounds from her, what gets his name drawn out. and when she comes it's with his name on her lips, head pressed firm into the pillow, and her expression settles into one of pure bliss )

[ He said he might be a little out of practice, not that he'd forgotten all of it entirely. Even if he struggled, one thing he does know, and that is, anything that gets a good reaction is something he should be doing again.

So he focuses on that, taking the brief lifting of her hips as encouragement, finding a pace and angle that gets the most sounds from her, that makes her breath hitch and increase in intensity. His own breath comes a little warm and short, but right now he's just ignoring his own arousal, intent on taking her there first.

When she comes, his fingers push in deeper, hand grinding against her more presently as she rides out that wave of pleasure. He lets out a soft moan of his own, body heating up and breath hitching himself at simply feeling the way she falls apart in his arms. When she starts to come down, he presses his lips over hers, smiling when he pulls away. ]

Not too rusty, hm?

( the kiss is a nice guide back to him, a direction through her bliss and she looks up at him with a smile when he pulls away, a gentle laugh from her )

I think you oversold it.

( and maybe keeping the bar lower makes it all better, making it that much more enjoyable when it is fantastic, with no expectation to hold it to.

she reaches for his other hand, drawing it to her to kiss the back of it, a rare softer gesture )

I'm glad we didn't pause.

( and the warmth and pleasure of her orgasm is helping to soothe any pain she found from the rocks of her hips )

[ He hums with some amusement, smiling as she kisses his hand, brushing her cheek with the back of his fingers. His other hand slides from between her legs, sinking to the mattress next to her hip. ]

As am I.

[ Not that they couldn't have waited for another time, once she was fully recovered, but she seems to be doing perfectly fine now and he's not going to regret this now when, if anything, that orgasm seems to have almost helped with her discomfort. ]

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