Anonymous asked:
What's Erik favorite part of foreplay?
- To be truthful, he enjoys every part of foreplay
- Especially moreso now that he's met youHe definitely loves when he gets to explore your body and find out all the different ways he can make you tick, with minimal effort on his part
- Every time is still a learning experience for him, but those first few months after yall got together? BITCH
- He'd have you splayed out on the nearest surface, hands roaming under your clothes with his face buried in your neck, wanting to hear allll your sounds
- Your heavy breathing when he slams you against a wall
- The little yelp you make when he flips your skirt up to smack at it one time for the one time
- The innocent little gasp you let out when he grabs you by the throat and gives you hushed warnings in your ear
- WORDS are a huggee part for him, he lovess watching you get all squirmy and seeing your eyes flutter when he says some off the wall shit
"I'm tryna be good in front of these white folks but all I can think about right now are those pretty glossy lips of yours wrapped around my dick."
*At a house party*
"Don't sit that fat ass on my lap unless you're ready to lift that dress up and ride it,"
- You're upset (and drunk), whining at him that your feet hurt and to stop playin
"Keep fussing at me like that, and I'mma drag your ass to the car and take care of that attitude, fr." You shut your mouth immediately and he smirks, pulling you into his lap anyway and letting your legs dangle over his.
- You're pissed because you're whet™️ asf now and you know he can feel it through his pants
- OR even better, he'll send you nasty texts while you're out in public and watch you struggle to keep a straight face
Erik: Spread those legs wider so Daddy can get a better look at that pink pussy.
Your mouth drops to the floor and your head snaps to where Erik was sitting next to you, seeing him emerge from under the table.
"Dropped my napkin," he says, winking at you, and you feel a sharp breeze and realize he's swiped it from your lap.
"Something wrong, Y/N?" Your aunt asks from across the table, and you fix your face and smile warmly.
"No auntie, I just thought I spilled something on myself..." you fib. Your ears pick up on a low growl only you can hear, and you look over to see Erik watching you, licking his lips. You cross your legs one over the other to keep from actually spilling on yourself when you feel a creeping hand coming up your thigh...
- But his favorite part?
- By farrr its the way your body reacts when he's around
He'll just be holding you from behind, giving you sweet innocent kisses, trailing them up and down your neck.
Then, when he gets to your ear, he'll suck the skin behind it with a deep groan and blow, and just like that you're there. He'll reach around and scratch his fingernails against the thin skin below your tummy, and you whimper, arching into him.
You clench his hands, wanting to both keep them there and push them away, loving the way he's making you feel. He'll keep teasing you for a few more seconds before finally removing his hands.
- Now you're sitting there, hot, frustrated, and, too stubborn to speak up
- He'll just sit there looking at you, amused
- Because even after all the sounds he's gotten you to make, his favorite one is still what its like to hear you beg