The effect on her was reasonably temporary, the drug like addiction was avoidable- like having a piece of cake and stoping yourself before eating the entire cake. He knew he wouldn’t physically hurt her- but emotionally? That was a risk with everything, wasn’t it? As she removed his shirt, it was even more clear he’d not had energy to keep in shape. He hadn’t gained any unwanted weight, but his normally tone form looked lacking. He definitely looked drained and lower energy than normal. As she moved onto his jeans he ran a hand along her abdomen, he briefly wondered if he should kiss her? Would that make it stranger?
Pushing the thoughts from his head he realized that despite this being something she was doing for him, couldn’t be the ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ type of jerk. That wasn’t him. This may have been for him, but it was about her. He had done this before- they had. He may have been forcing himself into a box he didn’t quite fit at that time, but he was human enough to know that Adri was attractive and deserving of attention. As he slipped his hand under her shirt and along the warm skin of her stomach he felt that pull he had before, those primal urges. They weren’t as strong as when he’d been with Valentin, but they were there.
He took her hands and moved off her long enough too remove the remainder off his clothes. He ran his hands up her legs to the hem off her sweats. It was clear that he may need a bit more coaxing than last time. “Adri...” Pavel looked at her for confirmation it was all still okay before undressing her.