Dance - Erik Lehnsherr

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Erik pulled you onto his lap and began to place kisses from your neck to your cheek, every now and then, leaving a hickey in obvious places.

"I need you," he mumbled against your neck. "Kitten, I need you now."

"Why are you always horny? I have things I have to do too," You told him, standing up and gripping his hands, attempting to pull him up. "Dance with me, daddy."

"I don't dance," he said flatly, although he was smirking a little.

"Please?" You teasingly wiggled your hips and Erik could hardly hold himself back.

"Make me." He grinned when you rolled your eyes playfully before somehow pulling him out of his seat and leading him to the dance floor.

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