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Erik (ex_theoperag166) wrote in utr_logs,

He actually laughed when her lips brushed near the back of his ear because he hadn't realized that it was a ticklish spot for him. "That's a good way to get soothe my nerves." Was this how it would be with them? Being able to just lie in bed together and not feel that there were any kind of expectations outside of just being with each other? He didn't feel the obsessive need to lord over her, control every aspect of her life, demand her love. She loved him just as he was, and above all, he trusted her. She would not hate him because of a horrible face. She had a whole Erik here and no reason to fear him.

One hand started at the bit of exposed skin at her hip and ran upwards under her shirt, carefully memorizing the contours there. His fingers were rough for so many reasons: composing, constructing, making the opera house his playground. His heart pounded in his ears as he arched his hips in between hers, pressing himself into her which caused him to hiss quietly through his teeth.