"I'm not doing it," you shook your head and smirked at Erik. "I'm not doing the whole cliche of I'm just a girl standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her."
"But it's storming," Erik motioned to the window, which was somehow still intact despite the rain attempting to smash through it. "It's the perfect chance to use such a cliche."
"Fuck off," you laughed, pressing a quick kiss to his lips but holding his wrists from you when he tried to grip your waist. "It's the perfect chance to use the don't touch me cliche."
"Is it now, kitten?" Erik broke free of your grasp and grinned when you blushed and licked your lips.
"No," you admitted, kissing him again. "I want you to touch me, anyway."
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Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3
FanfictionThird instalment of my multi Fandom reader insert one shots/fics/imagines!
