He's nothing special, he's tempted to say. But Gaz makes him feel like he is, for the first time he can remember.
Erik exhales slowly and wraps his arms around Gaz's waist, taking in the feeling of having her so close. So very, very close and so warm and real against him like this.
"My own underwear is far less complicated," he mumbles and nuzzles at her throat, pressing kisses here and there while his hands explore her back.