Erikquake

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Today had been a good day. Erik had different bouts of them. There were some days where it was difficult to get out of bed. Others where he was able to smile with ease. He knew the strain it placed on his current family. His wife and daughter. His daughter, because he knew he was not the same jovial person he once was. He knew he could not sing her to bed as he used to, play with her as he used to. Take her out to the town as he used to. Though today, he had managed to go for a little walk with his family, just around the house. It was as far as he was comfortable going. But . . . he was fully aware of the way his state effected his daughter and he hated himself for it. He had lost two years with her, and he couldn't even make up for it in this past one.

As for his wife . . . he was also fully aware of the way it effected their relationship. The way she had to take care of the family, in ways that he wished he could . . . but just could not physically or emotionally. He felt as if he was trapped; as if he was watching himself move, breathe and yet had no control of himself at the same time. He couldn't fulfil his duties as a father, or husband. Especially a husband. And, they had tried. A couple of times, they had tried. Need was never lacking but . . . his state of mind and wounded soul had an effect on all other parts of his body. There were times where he could not even look at her due to the shame he felt in not being able to do something that even a damn human should be able to do. Magda deserved better. As did Nina. And feeling as a failure in all aspects . . . turned the depressive state into a vicious cycle.

But today, had been better. They'd eaten dinner together and Erik actually had a stronger appetite today. Perhaps it was from the walk, or just from being in a better state of mind -- regardless of how temporary it was. They had spent some time in the living room together, before Nina had drifted to sleep. Erik eventually carried her to her bed, tucked her in and made his way to where Magda was, cleaning up in the kitchen. He watched her from the threshold of the door, taking in the sight of her. How beautiful she was. How much he loved her. Her patience with him. She'd seen him in the darkest times and it never deterred her from being with him. How could someone truly be so perfect?

With her back faced towards him, standing in front of the sink, he made his way up to her, wrapping his arms around her and turning his head a little to kiss the side of her neck. "Need help?" He asked in a quiet voice, heard only from the close proximity of his lips by her ear, his arms still wrapped around her. He wanted to take care of her, the way she did him. He wanted to be there for her, the way she was for him. And . . . he wanted to express his love for her, in ways that he had not been able to in this past year.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Magda felt good tonight. The family had it's highs and lows right now, and she'd learned to take the good moments and hold them close with a prayer that they'd slowly come more and more. Over the year that her husband had been back, she'd watched him struggle with his existence. She understood it, and had seen it all to much after the horrors of the camps. Erik had been taken, experimented on, and had his identity taken from him. She knew this was something he had to learn to deal with. Over the year she had watched him try to deal with everything he'd been through. She'd watched her daughter struggle with relearning her father. She'd tried to be there for him, and it was hard. It left her sometimes feeling very alone. Feeling as if there was a weight to being there. But she loved him, and knew that 'in sickness and in health' didn't mean just on the good days--it meant in the hard stretches, and the times when he couldn't love himself she had to love him enough for two.

But today, had been one of the good days. They'd walked as a family, and Erik even ate with him. Afterwards they spend time as a family, and it had warmed her heart. After Nina after had fallen asleep, Erik had taken her to bed and Magda had washed up the dishes. Just as she finished, she felt his hands on her. Her body warmed under his touch and she felt a longing that she'd had for a long time. Not wanting to get her hopes up, Magda turned her head toward his voice and smiled up at him. "I just finished actually." She told him in a soft voice as her hands moved over his to hold them too her. She'd missed this! She'd missed his touch so much, but knew that he might not be ready. Though his husky voice in her ear had made her think of it, and how it used to be. How much she'd wanted to be with him. The kiss on her neck had been felt in more places then just her skin. Yes, she missed her husband still.

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik felt the instant warmth of her hand on top of his. He longed for it, and more. He didn't know how to explain it and hated that he had to try. That it was never due to lack of desire or need for her. That . . . their life of physical intimacy had been hindered because of him. But, he wanted to rekindle it. He wanted to try. The fear of failing once again strong within him, and perhaps it was why he hadn't attempted anything for the past little while. But tonight . . . he wanted to be with his wife. He just knew that he had to take it a small step at a time, worried about getting his hopes up to only result in yet another failed attempt.

"Today was a good day," he told her, his lips still near her. "Thank you." For so much, for everything. He kissed her cheek, and then her jawline, placing a soft kiss on her even softer skin. He knew the strain he placed on her . . . though perhaps couldn't fully understand unless he was in her place. But she never made him feel inadequate. Never made him feel worthless. Words could only express so much when it came to his love for her, and Erik had always been a man of action.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Magda felt his lips on her cheek, and then her jaw; and her breath hitches slightly from the touch. Her hand lifted from his to rest on the back of his head, but didn't press him closer. She didn't want to make him feel unwanted pressure but . . . the kiss had felt good. Warm in her heart and in her belly. Warm between her legs.

"Today was good," she agreed softly, as if every day was good so he wouldn't feel bad about the days that were. She knew what he'd been through and was trying to be supportive. "I liked seeing you happy today." It wasn't every day that Erik could be happy with who he was. Tilting her face more up she placed a soft kiss on his jaw, and then let her nose run over his skin. The smell of him was intoxicating and she knew that this might be another night she was going to bed without him, but maybe he'd come to bed and she could be held by him for a while. Bask in this good feeling a bit more. "Do you want to go to the couch, or are you tired?" She asked, trying to see how he was feeling.

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik wished being happy was as simple as it had been before. He knew he should be happy with her, with their daughter . . . but there was a weight of sadness that anchored him down. He longed for nothing more than to tell her he was happy. That he was always happy. But he'd never lied to her, and did not intend to start now, no matter how difficult the truth was to say or hear. Yet, with something like this, he didn't even need to verbally say it. She knew. She knew him better than anyone else.

He closed his eyes, basking in the light kiss over his skin. She asked him if he wanted to go to the couch or if he was tired. He knew where he wanted to go, but needed to make sure he could get there. Needed to make sure this wasn't going to be over before it even started. His lips touched the corner of her mouth, practically speaking against her skin. "I'm not tired," he managed to get out, before he silenced himself by kissing her. A deep, kiss, unlike the light touches against her neck. He was so afraid of doing something to ruin the moment.

Of changing anything that would prevent them from being physically intimate. She was so desirable and he wanted her to know that. Saying it wasn't enough when his actions constantly betrayed it. His hand slid up from where it was wrapped around her, slowly skimming up the fabric of her attire until it reached her chest. He cupped her breast in his hand, gently massage it over the fabric, as he breathed heavier into the kiss. He also knew that if she wished to stop him, it would be now. He could hardly even blame her, considering the circumstances. But how he hoped she didn't. How he hoped that the good day today . . . would lead to a good night. A wonderful night, as husband and wife.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Her toes actually curled as he said he wasn't tired. His voice the deep rumble that she'd not heard for a while. She had to almost hold a little moan back from the feelings that his voice alone stired in her. Then he kissed her! OH! He kissed her! A deep passionate kiss that said more then his words had! The little mew of anticipation couldn't be held back now. His hands lifted over her body, skimming upwards until he cupped her, and her fingers tightened against his shirt.

Please, please please! She thought, as she lifted toward her toes in order to get closer to his lips and the feel of his skin against her. it had been so long since his hands hand been on her like this and she wanted his hands on her so badly that she feared she'd cry if he couldn't. She broke the kiss long enough to gasp in a quick breath, and breath his name before kissing him again. Her hips pressed back into his and she sought to feel him hard against her. Wanting to feel him inside her again after so long. He'd once said that he didn't need his powers in bed with her, and she hoped he remembered that--that it was his hands and his kiss, and his touch she craved.

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Feeling her response assured him that she was not opposed to this. It meant more to him than he could say for she was willing to trust him. To try with him. And he just so desperately hoped, he didn't disappoint her. Her fingers gripped his shirt, and he coaxed her mouth open even more, another heavy breath escaping him as he felt his chest heave with desire. One hand remained on her breast while the other slid down her stomach to core, cupping her down there, causing the fabric of her dress to fold a little inward. Touching her in such places caused a surge of desire, coursing through him and . . . starting to take a physical form.

With that burst of hope, his kiss against her lips grew more intense, need driven, as he broke contact of where his hands were so that he could turn her body, stepping forward and moving her so that her back was against the edge of the counter. His hands having moved from her center and breast in no way indication that he wanted to stop. Quite the opposite in fact. He felt his need start to take physical form, pressing his body against hers. His lips moved from hers to kiss down her neck, this time with more fervency. More heated need. The desire to touch her all over, kiss her all over, was quickly unleashing itself, and he wouldn't dare do anything to break this moment and where it could lead to.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Yes! This was what she had only dreamed up this last year, and she hoped nothing stopped it! Someone could knock and the door and she'd scream in frustration! Nina needed to stay asleep! Erik's fouse to stay on her! His touch moved down to cup her and Magda's hand shakenly moved to hold the sink as need built! She could feel him frim behind her, and it sparked need and hope in her heart and belly! Breaking the kiss, he turned her, and pressed ehr back into the counter! Moaning as he felt him hard against her, Magda's hand clasped into his shirt, as he kissed her again.

Her legs naturally widened to fit him, and one of them lifted slightly to hold his leg. She needed him! She needed his touch, and his kiss, and she needed satisfaction! From him! Pushing his shirt back she pulled it with sharpness down his toned arms to let it drop behind him as her nimble fingers began pulling his shirt up too. Don't stop! Don't stop! She mentally begged him while pulling up his shirt as far as she could get it over his head. "Erik!" Her words were a beg, and encouragement, and praise, and love! All in his name! Leaning forward she began placing kisses over his bared skin while he finished getting his shirt off, before moving back to his kiss to kiss him again!

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

There was that strong urgent need among them both, born out of a long wait for this. Fear that it could abruptly stop. He didn't know how many more times their marriage could endure it. He would never leave her, but . . . to do this and then stop, was a cruelty Erik hated placing upon her. No. Not this time. He was determined. Determined to show just how much he loved her where he could not say or even show it in other ways. When she pulled down his shirt, his arms moved to make it easier, before they went up to aid in the removal of his shirt.

He breathed heavily when she placed kisses against his chest, his hand on the back of her head as he closed his eyes, starting to feel his body awake in ways they had only glimpses of in the past year. When her lips found his again, he didn't want to waste any more time. The risk of doing this here, and Nina waking up . . . was great. In his desperate need though, no thought of his daughter entered his mind. It was simply by reflex and habit. His hands went to her waist to lift her up so that she could wrap her legs around him. His lips did not break contact, not wanting to fill any silence when their lips would part. He wanted to stay on his path. It was fortunate they did not live in an estate, for he doubted he could bare the walk to their bedroom.

But with enough steps forward, they were almost there. His hands went to the ties of her dress, pulling them open to loosen it as the top pooled to her waist. Taking advantage of the now exposed skin, his lips went down the side of her neck, kissing along her shoulder and across her collar bone. Needing to taste her and feel her everywhere. That growing ache starting to get stronger which only spurred on his actions. Once they got to their room, Erik lightly kicked the door open before pushing it shut with his back and making his way to their bed where he set her down, immediately climbing on top of her and quickly finding her lips again. This time, there was no restraint. No uncertainty as to whether she wanted this. Only determination, that they would be together tonight.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Finally! This was happening! She loved him, and would never leave him but she had missed this! The taste of him, and smell of him the feel of him! She missed the touch she felt when she touched him and the simpe things . . . like a kiss. Just being kissed by him was something that made her feel so close to him, emotionally, after so long. She'd been there for him and supported him, and had felt alone--but right now, she felt it! Felt close to him again. It was the sexual part, but them emotional openness of him trying for them! The openness if the risk he took to be here for them! She missed that, and to feel that bond again was stronger then any dark times!

He lifted her, and she felt her center tighten in anticipation from the familiar feeling--one she'd been without for far too long. Erik pulled at the ties to her dress, and it dropped to her waist! She feared for a moment that having to shut the door with his body would take him out of the moment, but it didn't and she silently sent up thanks! Moving back on the bed, Magda pushed the dress off her hips before he covered her body! She hadn't been wearing a bra, and now only her underthings stopped her from feeling his jeans. Her hands roamed his back, but soon moved to begin unbuttoning and unzipping them. With a tug she pulled them over his hips as best as she could without breaking the kiss.

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

She finished removing the dress and quickly worked on his pants. Good. The sooner the better. For Erik did not wish to waste a single moment. He wanted to take advantage of every second between them. The built up need unleashing itself in the couple's desperate actions. Parted for so long whether it be physically or emotionally and now . . . they would finally be together. Hopefully.

Erik knew they had been close before but had not gone further. Surely, it would be different this time. When she undid his pants, he sat up on his knees to pull them down, making quick of the work to divest himself of the article of clothing. But the longer his lips were parted from her, the higher the risk. He swiftly lowered his body again, lips latching onto her breast and he suckled her hungrily, having craved the taste of her for so long, even if he hadn't been able to express it. A groan of pleasure escaped him, while he kicked off his pants, and pulled down his underwear to kick that off too, finally revealing his erection. Normally, he may build the moment more. Tease. Linger. Toy. But not right now.

Though these thoughts did not currently enter his mind, he had spoken to Magda about not wanting any more children, knowing it was difficult considering their excitement for adding to their family prior to his capture. But in this moment, he was not even considering that it could happen considering the lack of protection. Instead, once he was free from the barrier of clothing, he led his cock to her center. Releasing her breast from his mouth, he aligned his head with hers, forehead pressed against her own as he thrust his hips forward, entering her which caused a groan of pleasure, his lips rested against her though not quite kissing her.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

He pulled back to remove his pants and she let her eyes take in the sight of him. She lingered over his skin, and needed to feel him! He came back to her, and his lips tasted her breast! Letting out a mew of pleasure she arched her back and her hands lifted above her head in the feeling of his lips teasing her there! She was wet with need, and at the feeling of him moving back to to her she knew that he was about to ease the sharp ache there.

"Erik!" She gasped his name as he killed her, and stretched her! It had been SO long since she'd felt him like this, and she'd needed him so much that she didn't think about trying to honor that wish of not having more kids. It might come back to haunt her, but the feeling of this moment left her unable to think about anything but how he moved inside her. Lifting her knees she put the soles of her feet on the bed to better give him access to inside her, as she tilted her hips toward his. It hurt in the best ways as Magda's hands moved under his arms to hold his back and press him closer. "Please, Erik," she whispered out a beg to him to not stop, and to keep this going! It had been a while and she knew she was going to come with ease!

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Being inside of her gave him a feeling of completion. Of feeling whole. The physical need far outweighing anything else right now. While he sometimes moved slowly, building their climax, he couldn't afford to do so right now. The last thing he wanted was to have to pull out before they reached that peak of euphoria. They had never gotten this close to it this past year and to stop now would just be . . . devastating. And strain them in a way he did not want to discover. As she opened her legs more, Erik settled comfortably between him, a hand resting on the bottom of her thigh, fingers pressing into her skin but not hard enough to leave marks.

His hips pushed forward, again, and again, strained breaths mixed with a groan of need stifled with his lips against hers. The way she said his name, the way she pleaded . . . all he wanted right now was to give her what she asked for. What he do needed so incredibly badly. His other hand not on her leg, moved to the wall in front of them , his palm pressed against it to brace himself up and keep him firmly grounded in place. He slightly lifted his head, closing his eyes as his thrusts became faster, deeper, stronger. The clapping of skin mixed with whatever sounds of pleasure escaped them filling the air. And, unbeknown to Erik at this current time due to his distracted body and mind, the slight clatter of metal around them.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Magda tossed her head to the side to try to inhale as much air as she could as the feelings of climax began to start low in her belly. Her body began to tighten and edge around him. Yes! Finally, this was going to happen! She moaned as his hand touched the wall to allow him to move harder and keep the pace going. Grasping his back in her hands, to hold on to him as if he alone kept her in this bed and not bursting out of her skin.

She could hear the sounds of something moving outside the bed, but she was so close she tried to block it out! Her leg lifted to wrap one around him as she tightened her muscles to get enough friction to--"Ah!" She called out as her body jerked and tightened under him and the band of pleasure washed over her body! Her hands tightened into fist at his back and pressed into him as she both tried to get closer to him and pull away from the intense and beautifully painful feeling of her shock waves that came from her body after so long of wanting him and not being able to have him. She could still hear something happened in the room but she wasn't physically able to open her eyes and react to anything while he kept moving inside her through the climax, which only made it stronger! YES!

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

How he missed this. Every detail of it. The way her body felt. The softness of her skin. The sounds she made. The way she cried out. How her body tightened when she was about to reach her peak . . . he basked in every single sensation. Not about to take any of it for granted. Hearing her reach that break relieved him, as he thrust faster and faster, building momentum and speed so that he would not lose this moment. Completely fixated on her, his awareness of his surroundings drastically impaired . . . he felt himself getting closer and closer. Breathy grunts with each quickened thrust starting to fall second to the clattering. That was getting louder. Erik did not dare look. afraid it would break the moment. But something was happening.

Not that he cared enough to stop. He could feel himself about to tip over the edge and it just took a few more thrusts, until with a final strong push forward, his found his release deep within her. And they weren't the only thing that exploded. Simultaneously, as if in those exact moments and fully in sink, the metal clanged shook, the bed having slightly lifted off the ground before thudding back onto it. Erik had just assumed the shaking had been due to the vigour of their actions, but no.

It was more than that. The nails that held the furniture together shook and turned, the hinges on the door rattled . . . anything that held a trace of metal shook and trembled and when Erik finally turned to look, a lamp went flying across the room towards them. Erik instinctively blanketed himself over Magda, his upper body and arms over her to serve as a shield. The lamp struck the wall and fell to the ground and . . . Erik just remained still. Very still. Still enough to be firmly tucked inside of her due to the sudden shock of what had happened around them.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Magda was trying to catch her breath and was slowly become aware of the real world once again when she noticed the fall fall! WHEN HAD IT BEEN HIGH ENOUGH TO FALL? It hadn't been high enough to do more then feel it, but she felt it! Her hands grasped Erik just ash he covered her body with his and there was a loud bang around them! Was someone in here?! Who'd thrown the lamp?!

Erik froze while looking around and Magda did too for a moment. She noticed that things int he room where slightly out of place. Not more then a few inches, or turned around oddly as if moved. Magda would have assumed it was an Earthquake but that would not have made the lamp fly sideways around the room.

Her hands stayed on him as she turned to look up at him in surprise. What had happened? Both between them and int he room. Her fingers slowly moved over his skin as if trying to test what had happened. Was there someone out there? Was this Nina in some new power? Was there something in their house?! "Erik?" She whispered, trying to figure out if this was something she should fear. Did she need to go grab Nina?

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik was still trying to process what had just happened. In addition to the fact that they had both felt that euphoric bliss tonight . . . the room had shaken and a lamp had been thrown. Erik didn't understand. Perhaps it was an earthquake and . . . somehow it had caused the lamp to fly across the room. He wasn't entirely sure. What he did know though . . . was that the timing was highly suspicious. And he was not optimistic enough to believe it meant what he truly wanted it to. He felt her hand move over him and her words questioning the recent events. He raised his body up to look her over, making sure she was alright and unharmed.

"Nina," he said in realization. That was enough to get him to hurriedly pull out of her, get off the bed, and hastily put on his pants. Hurrying outside the room to check on her . . . she was still sleeping soundly. Relief washed over him and he took this time alone to try and think of a logical explanation of what had just happened. Nothing came to mind, other than a very bizarre earthquake. He made his way back to their room, opening the door and closing it behind them. "She's fine," he assured Magda, knowing that Nina would have been a concern of hers too. He then proceeded to look around at their surroundings. Not a great deal was out of place. Just, shook. It was bizarre indeed. "It must have been an earthquake," he concluded, moving to pick up the lamp. "A very strong earthquake."

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

It was as if her words spurned him into action. He said their daughter's name and quickly left her body to pull only his pants on, before running out of the room. In a slight panic, Magda rolled from the bed and pulled on her clothes before going to run out of the room too. Only Erik came back before she could make it out the door. Her hands lifted to touch him, resting on his belly as he assured her that Nina was safe.

He went to pick up the lamps and said this was an Earthquake. Magda had thought that too, but wasn't so sure. Something had happened here. "And it threw the lamp?" She asked, never having been in one, but still knowing that wasn't something that just happened. "Are we safe here?" She asked, trying to figure out what else was happening in his head. He would never lie to her, but that didn't mean he didn't hold things close to him. Walking closer to him she lifted her hands to touch his arms so he had to look at her. She would know if he thought they were safe or not by the look in his eyes. If he really thought this wasn't of concern, then she would relax. . . . and maybe even try to get him to hold her. If not, then she needed to know so they could run. Leave before she lost more of her family.

But you will be safe in my arms

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik remained silent when she questioned the lamp. He . . . didn't know. He was aware that it sounded absurd, but what other explanation could there be? An earthquake was the only logical one. The only one that . . . he could afford to believe. The other, was not one he was willing to even consider for he doubted he could bare the bitter disappointment that would come with it. So many times before he had thought he'd been able to make something move, only to discover it was just his imagination. It was all he had attempted to do in the facility . . . even when they tried to, force his powers out of him. Much like Shaw.

She moved closer to him, putting her hands on his arm so he looked at her . . . asking if they were safe. It was a fair question, an understandable one, but with Erik's fragile mind, he could not help but think deeper into the words. The deeper implications. Safe. They were safe from this, but . . . he could not guarantee their safety. Not anymore. He was terrified of not being able to protect them for if they came for Nina . . . if they took her away, what could he possibly do to stop it? Nothing. Not a damn thing. He dropped his gaze to the ground and nodded, walking past her to where he pulled out a pair of comfortable pants, quickly changing into them.

He wanted to rest her mind that they were safe from this . . . but he couldn't promise any safety beyond that. Pulling on a t-shirt to further prepare for bed, he knew he had avoided her gaze, and touch in this moment. He sat on the edge of the bed, still not looking at her. There were nights -- more than he cared to admit -- where he would not sleep in the bed. But, despite the disruption, he had not forgotten that they had taken what he hoped was a step in the right direction in their relationship. And he wanted to -- needed to -- hold onto that. And so, he raised his gaze from the ground, and looked at her, though it was difficult to hold it. "Come to bed, please" he quietly requested, holding his hand out to her, wanting her to know that he intended to stay tonight.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, storms will rage on

Erik did look at her, and then the ground. She was sued to it, but it didn't make it hurt any less as he nodded and walked past her. She stood there for a moment, her back to the room as she felt a disappointment sting her eyes. Blinking away the tears, she too moved to get ready for bed. She knew he struggled with being human, but she wanted him to find peace with his family too. Time. She knew he needed time.

Pulling on one of his old shirts, and a fresh pair of underwear. She knew how this might end, with him walking out of the room because he couldn't be here. She'd cry and try to tell herself that he just needed time. It had only been a year, and the things that were done to him were horrible. Some of them were things she couldn't imagine.

Yet to her surprise, he sat on the bed and held out his hand while asking her to come. Was he staying then? Magda paused for a small moment in surprise, before walking to stand before him while he sat there. Putting her smaller fingers into his larger ones, she stepped closer to him. He was a step in the fight direction and Magda was grateful for it! She wanted him here, and she wanted him to hold her like he used too. Yet she didn't make an advance to move into bed, waiting to see if he wanted to lay on his side of the bed by himself or if they'd share the middle.

But you will be safe in my arms