I was lost, and then you were found

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Magda tilted her head to the right, and then turned it back into his while trying to find something she could so to brace herself for each perfectly timed assault on her senses. It grew to be too much, before becoming blissfully over whelming and then breaking over her in waves of perfectness. A cry escaped her lips, as the ending came, then slowly edged off.

Her knees shook slightly as he let her stand on her own two feet. Slowly a smile touched her lips, before growing longer and brighter with each second. "I do not know enough of your words to tell you how that felt." She teased, knowing she could speak his language but not enough to express THAT! Her hand ran through her hair after he had let her go, and she lowered it to her lips. Magda could only stare at him in wonder.

[Erik Lehnsherr]

He smiled at her expressing her inability to describe how it felt. He knew the feeling. And he had no excuse. Though he supposed that English was neither of their first languages. He straightened himself up, making sure he looked presentable enough for when they stepped off the elevator. "There is no need to tell me," he assured her.

"For I felt it." Physically. He felt her body react to him so there was no need for words. He walked over to her, cupping her chin to tilt her head up as he lowered his own to kiss her. Letting the embrace linger for a few moments, he then brought the kiss to a slow end and took a small step back from her. "Ready?" He asked, giving her a few additional moments before he allowed the elevator to move again, taking them to their desired floor.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Erik kissed her, and it was wonderful! Their night so far had been wonderful! Him finding her, his first kiss, his bed, his bed again, then here in the lift. Their supper together. It was so much more then she had expected when she woke up alone and nervous this morning. "Yes," She was ready, but only for more.

As the doors opened to his floor, Magda walked out and turned a half circle so she could see him as they exited, her face blushing bright pink, and her eyes danced with glee. Turning back around, she walked toward his door--turning to lean on it, she looked up and down the hall before asking in a low voice, "I am assuming you need no key?"

[Erik Lehnsherr]

He watched her more than his other surroundings as they walked to his room. Pausing outside the door, she spoke of him needing no key. He smiled and waved his hand over the lock, causing it to open. He pushed the door open for her to enter before doing the same, using his powers to also close it and lock it once again behind them. He proceed to remove his coat, hanging it on the hook as he continued to watch her. What had become routine in his life of hunting Shaw all day, returning at odd hours, finding what little sleep he could, and then repeating the cycle . . . was now disrupted with her presence.

Yet, he was still far too caught up in these new and wonderful feelings of seeing her again to be bothered by the long term consequences of being with her. For once, he was not thinking that far ahead. For once, he was acting impulsive in the moment and letting himself find what pleasures and enjoyment he could in her company. Having just been watching her as these thoughts filled his mind, he spoke without overly thinking the words, yet he meant every single one of them. "You are utterly exquisite." Because he had not yet told her how beautiful she was. She had been beautiful at the camps, but now she encompassed a different kind of beauty. One that he could not take his eyes off of.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Magda felt the door open, and laughed as it swung backwards. The fact that he could do such things, with such a confidence and ease, amazed her, as did it frighten her too. Though not of him, but for him. Tonight however, she was thinking on the fear, she was thinking of how wonderful the day had been--at least from the point of seeing him until now. She was thinking of how perfect it was. How she never wanted it to end! Magda left the door way and hurried to the window, looking out at the streets so far below, before turning from it and moving back toward the center.

She wanted to kiss him again, and tease him. She wanted to make him smile, for she found him most handsome when he did. Judging from what he'd told her so far, there had not been a lot for him to smile at in his life. Magda stood there smiling at him, becoming more aware that he was staring back at her, while saying nothing or giving nothing away with his expression. "You are utterly exquisite." Her eyes widened slightly, and she felt her cheeks heat with a blush. "When you look at me like that, I believe it." Because his gaze was intense. There was not a lot of emotion there, but his eyes held everything. They never wavered or broke from her.

Magda walked forward until she stood before him, and her hands reached out to touch his ribs. "Share a bath with me." She asked him in a low voice, waiting the night to be perfect even more.

[Erik Lehnsherr]

She approached him, touched him, and then made a rather enticing offer. One that he did not need to think twice about. Being with her felt so natural. Too natural. Almost to the point of making it unsettling, though only because believed it impossible for anything to feel this wonderful. "Are you asking me or telling me?" He teased. Not minding either of course, he was merely continuing the light mood that existed between them.

Their earlier conversations had been intense, but from the moment they kissed, all of that seemed to be forgotten. At least for the time being. They were merely enjoying one another's company, physically and emotionally. He leaned forward, moving his lips near her ear as he spoke the next words in a low voice. "Because I will gladly comply to either." Be it a question or a demand. He then turned his head to the side a little, letting his lips move along her cheek, placing soft kissed on it.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Was she asking or telling? At the moment Magda wasn't even sure herself, but Erik didn't mind so she would take advantage of his willingness. "Telling. Defiantly, telling." Teasing words matched her teasing tone, as she pushed on him chest to help make him move toward the washing room. "Why don't you turn the water on, while I find us some music to play in here." Something soft to help set the mood.

Magda stole a kiss since his lips were so close, before turning to quickly pull off her boots and all but skip over to the radio. Skip? She felt like a child again, but at the same time very much like an adult woman. She felt young. . . . she felt her age. Lighter, happier. Wonderful. Turning in a circle she reached for the knob but it came on right before she touched it. It caused her to pause and back away, only to turn and hurry to find Erik. Seeing him setting the water, Magda pulled her belt--made of a long thin bit of fabric and only meant to decorate rather then hold anything up--and slipped it over his head to cover his eyes.

[Erik Lehnsherr]

She told him that she was telling him, and that made the offer all the more intriguing, rather enjoying her confident demand. She then suggested that he put the water on while she found music. She was really trying to set the scene, and it was yet something else that was unfamiliar. For he did not often try to set up a romantic mood with a woman necessarily. Yet with Magda, he found himself rather looking forward to it. So he did as told, heading toward the bathroom.

He leaned over the tub, hovering his hand over the taps to turn them, creating a mixture of hot and cold water. He put his hand under the faucet to make sure the temperature was perfect before he put the plug in. As he was doing so, he felt something cover his eyes, causing him to smile. "Who is this?" He asked teasingly, acting as if there was another woman he was expecting and that he was unable to tell them apart. That of course wasn't the case. He felt he would know Magda's touch anywhere. Even if he was blinded.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Who was this? Magda laughed a deep chuckle, before stepping back to untie her skirt, and letting it fall to the ground. As Erik was kneeling before the tub, facing it, she moved to sit on the edge, with her legs crossed before him. "Do you need help figuring it out?" She teased.

Teaching for his hands, she placed them on her knees, then let go of them so he could discover what he would by himself. Lifting her shirt she tossed it over his head, so that he'd meet no fabric while moving anywhere he wished. "Perhaps you can see if you can figure it out with a little exploring?"

[Erik Lehnsherr]

She returned the tease, moving his hands to rest on her knees while the blindfold remained in place. She was seated near him, and as his hand began to move up her skin, he quickly came to realize that she had removed her clothing. Part of him wanted to rip off the blindfold and take in her perfection, but the other part of him -- the one that surfaced more than the former -- wanted to enjoy the tease and build the moment. So he played along. Leaving the fabric over his eyes, his hand moved up her stomach, to her chest, cupping her for a moment before it reached the collarbone, and then trailed slowly back down.

Each movement was drawn out as he enjoyed her skin under his touch, memorizing the way it felt before he planned to memorize the way it looked, unsure which sense was more powerful: vision or touch. She had put forth the offer to explore her, and that was precisely what he intended to do. As his hand went back down her body, it moved along her thigh, to the inner part, and then to the center, moving a finger inside to find that spot that he wanted to feel -- and perhaps hear -- her react to. "I think I am starting to figure it out," he stated, as he pressed her, taking in a slow deep breath while doing so, deriving enjoyment from this as well.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Erik's touch traveled up her skin, taking the weight of her in his hands before going back down to touch her everywhere. Magda moved so her knees where more apart, thus giving him more of an access to her, as he used his hand to build the mood. His fingers were strong, and gentle at the same time. His words caused her to laugh, and the sound ended on a sigh.

"The water grows high, we should get in and enjoy it." Because she wanted the slow lingering of being in the water with him. Leaning toward his face, she whispered in his ear, "This would be one of the very few hot baths that I have ever had. And the first one in over two years." Traveling made it hard to enjoy such things. "Climb in first, then I shall joke you." Reaching back she let the belt fall from his face, so they could both enjoy this.

[Erik Lehnsherr]

She whispered enticing words in his ear, saying how this would be one of the few hot baths that she had after some time. Part of him wanted to make the promise that she never had to have a cold one again, and the other part of him knew that this could only be temporary. Though not wanting to think on it, he forced these thoughts aside and focused only on the present. Only on the fact that he was in her company and planned to enjoy every moment of it.

She then removed the cloth fabric that had concealed his vision. His eyes looked over her, taking in the sight of her, and rather enjoying it. She told him to get in the bath and that she would join him. Using his powers, he turned the taps so that they were often, seeing that there was enough water in the tub. He rose to his feet, proceeding to remove whatever articles of clothing he had on. Setting them aside, he stepped into the tub, one foot at a time. Standing in the water that was the perfect temperature, he turned to look at her, extending his hand so that he could help her in; so that she could join them.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Magda enjoyed watching him undress, and then moved to climb in. It allowed her a wonderful view of him, and from where she was sitting, it was the perfect view of him! He used his powers to turn the water off, and her eyes widened as she felt her lips tilt in a smile as she turned to look at it drip to a stop. His powers seemed as if they would be rather handy most times. No keys. No need to dirty this hands.

Looking back she watched him step in, leaving her lips wonderfully close to brushing all the right places of him. Shifting she turned so her feet rested in the water, reaching up for his hand so she could stand up. Erik then lowered himself so his back rested on the opposite end from the faucet, and Magda moved so her back was to his chest. Sighing with pleasure at the warm water, Magda looked up and back at him, "This is wonderful!" Closing her eyes she leaned back, letting her hands go under the water to touch his thighs and trail up what they could reach, one had coming up to reach back to cup his face.

[Erik Lehnsherr]

When she took his hand and was standing in the tub, he then repositioned himself, resting his back against the wall from the far side of the tap and faucet. She followed suit, gaining the perfect position a top him, resting her back on his chest. He closed his eyes for a moment, basking in the enjoyment of how she felt against his body, and the touch of her hand as it trailed over him, before they came up to his face. He completely agreed. This did indeed feel wonderful. And comfortable. He was not used to allowing himself to be in such a peaceful mindset, and he knew it was dangerous to allow himself to do so now. But he seemed to be ignoring everything that told him he should be focused on his mission.

Instead, he decided to grant himself this one night with a woman he had not seen since they were in the darkest of situations. How different it was this time. How wonderfully different. His own hand went under the water and moved over her, cupping her, finding the water having a rather sensational affect on how she felt under his touch. He used his other hand to brush back some of her hair, leaning toward her as he placed a light kiss on her temple, and then to her cheek, nudging her head a little to the side, raised his head and moved it over her a little so that he could gain access to her neck, letting his lips trail along it in the form of soft kisses while his grip tightened a little on her chest, massaging it, letting his hand be filled with her perfectly formed body.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Magda felt his hand below the water, and she moved her legs to either side of his own so Erik could enjoy more space. Her hand moved down to rest over his, though she wasn't pulling him away from her. In fact she was rather enjoying his attentions which were solely on her. The undivided attentions of him.

His lips trailed over her neck and Magda smiled brightly. She dare not say so allowed but a girl could in fact get used to such things. Arching her back slightly, she pushed into his hand, while moving to hold his wrist so he would not pull away from her. "I never dreamed it could be like this."