[ This is the thing he should have been expecting because Erik seems like a very demanding person, but the ferocity of it still catches him off-guard. Egil takes a step back, bumping into the wall, and when he has nowhere else to go, he grabs hard at the collar of Erik's ridiculous jumpsuit and pushes up into the kiss. It leaves him off balances because he honestly has no idea what he's doing, but the contact feels good. He hasn't been this close to another person in a long time, and a strange sort of shiver runs through him, parting from the kiss with a loud breath. ]
What else do you want from me?
[ It's a quiet question, looking at him directly and daring him to say something. Anything. Maybe he just wants to provoke him a little now that they don't have to type out words, and he innocently licks at his bottom lip, waiting for some sort of answer. ]
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What else do you want from me?
[ It's a quiet question, looking at him directly and daring him to say something. Anything. Maybe he just wants to provoke him a little now that they don't have to type out words, and he innocently licks at his bottom lip, waiting for some sort of answer. ]