Erik could deal with vocal seduction as it made someone very palpable to him, but when their lips connected, he jumped a little inside. It was just as electric as when she'd kissed him and nothing short of that. "You meant it, hmm?" he murmured as he broke their kiss. "You do not need to go as far as you'd think. I want you to feel desired. You are one who does not believe you are worthy of it or that one such as me would consider you beautiful." His fingers danced down her sides to her hips, deftly unfastening her pants without her even feeling the slightest tug. "But a body is not the only thing that can be beautiful."
Then she'd feel the slight tug as he pushed them off of her hips a little. "For instance, the sound a woman makes when a man touches her properly. That can be beautiful. How she whimpers as his fingers caress between her legs or his lips brush her own," he spoke softly as he ran his lips over hers, his eyes locked on hers. "How do you sound, Joanne? When a man, especially one who is so skilled with his fingers as me, plays you like a finely-tuned instrument?"