With Naeku's acceptance, Erik smirked a little. "Good."
He slowly pulled his thumb out from between Naeku's lips and leaned forward to kiss her. The princess responded with a little more need and greed than before.
Abruptly, Erik broke the kiss off and turned around. He walked over to the chair. Behind him, Naeku blinked as the previous glassiness vanished. She gently touched her lips and watched him walk away. There was still a lot of confusion on her face. Her acceptance had come when Erik's actions made it harder to think, but now she began to doubt again.
She remained where she stood and started poking her fingers together. "This is so weird…" she muttered as Erik sat down on the chair and looked at her.
"Is it?" he asked, a smile on his lips as he conjured a glass of Emma's alcohol, now dubbed emkey. "I think it was inevitable. I remember you mentioned Leila's advice, about how the first intimate experience between two people will usually dictate their future."
