Erik Lange.

I could say the same thing to you. [He bites at her inner thigh before leaning in further to mouth at her core through the fabric of her panties.]

One way for you to find out...

[He helps pull her jeans off of her legs. From there, he holds her calf and kisses her leg, then her knee, and then her thigh.]

I've been wanting to explore your body for some time, now.

[He groans softly again as his hair is pulled.

He tries to kiss her back.]

Do I~? I hadn't noticed. [Now he squeezes her thighs.]

Is there something you'd rather this mouth do instead of... Taunting?

Mm... [He leans into her touch, eyes falling shut.]

Perhaps. [His hands move to pet up her legs, wanting to remove her jeans already.]

[Fia's vibes are immaculate. It's clear to him that she knows what she's doing, as so many others do not. At least not to Erik's standards.

Once she's sat on the bed, he looks down at her for a moment before lowering himself down to his knees in front of her.]

Rude of you.

Oh I plan on doing that, certainly.

[He leans down to suck a mark to Will's neck, two fingers pressing into Will slowly.]

Your peers will see my marks on you...

Do you need a moment to get something to drink? [She did look a little put-out. He steps aside to let her in.]

Mmm... So thoughtful... [He hums, a pleasant heat stirring in his belly at the way she speaks, and what she seems to have planned.]

Will you show me the way, Detective?

Cool and dark and quiet~.

Oh, you like a little pain? Noted. [Slick fingers slide between lovely, rounded cheeks to tease his entrance for a moment.]

As it's your first time, I shouldn't wish to scar you.

[Erik answers the door a moment or two later. His tie is tucked into his shirt, his sleeves rolled up.]

Ah, just in time, Ms. Flowers.

[His gaze flickers over her. Erik couldn't get past how beautiful she was.]

You should lie down in one of my coolers.

-and his lips part for her.

His hand slips up under her shirt, feeling the soft, warm skin of her back.]

[It's been quite a long time since Erik's felt like he's been in a confident and competent enough hands to allow for his romantic partner to take the reigns of a sexual experience.

With Fia scratching his skin and tugging his hair, Erik feels that desire to let out. A small groan leaves him, -

[Erik's free arm sweeps around Fia, hand pressing against her lower back as he seeks to deepen the kiss.

Fia's lips are plush and soft, and the woman tastes like cigarettes and whiskey, a heady combination.]

As you wish, detective... [He says with a little smirk, a hand reaching out to cup her face lightly as he brings his lips to her, confident but yielding.]

I like a strong woman, especially one who isn't afraid to say what she likes. [He holds eye-contact with her, tongue briefly darting out to wet his lips.]

Usually, I dominate in the bedroom. I like the control, but I also simply don't think others could dominate me in an acceptable manner.

However, you give me pause.

I'm not the sort to flatter. I'm not here to be friends with someone disingenuously. It would serve no one.

[He takes another sip of his whiskey.]

I'm thinking about sex with you. [Said matter of factly.]

What? Am I not allowed to compliment you? [He sips his own drink, taking a step closer to her.]

Mm. I like that about you.

I rather like a lot about you.

[His head tilts, eyeing her.]

Well, when you put it like that... [He sips his drink, free hand in his pocket.]

Once you solve my mystery, though, you'll be bored.

And what's so interesting about me? [He's got a slight smirk on his face. Erik feels confident. Intrigued as well. Fialla's vibes were immaculate, and frankly impressive... ]

[He cocks an eyebrow and sips from his glass. He stands in front of her, eyeing her over.]

Many that I meet tend to believe I don't have much of an imagination.

[And he hangs up her jacket for her.] What shall we drink to?

[He turns back to face her, meeting that stare evenly with his gaze. Erik knows she stares; he's done the same.]

[He hangs up his jacket, takes his glass with a murmured thanks, then he holds out his hand.] I can hang that up for you.

[Oh, yes. Dogs. Erik vaguely remembers that he wanted one when he was young.]

You know me too well. [He moves to shrug off his suit jacket.] You have a lovely home. [It's not a lie, even if the place isn't all that Erik would want in a home, it fit Fia.]

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[He can't help but grin at that. Gossip like that didn't bother him.] The poor man. He'll be up all night.

[He puts out the cigarette on the ground before following in behind her.]

Thank you for having me over.