How about this one?

Her face blushed even deeper. She bit her lip. It felt so good being touched like this by him. It meant so much more with him than it did with Sinbad. she shuddered slightly

The hands slid on the buttocks, touching them while Eric felt the skin shivering under his lips. He smiles against her skin. Slowly, according to her curves, Eric came down, making slide his lips against the skin. She wasn't the only one to react. His own body betrayed him. But he messed it. All that he wanted, he have it at this moment. While import. No matter everything.
The legs of Anya trembled. Raising eyes, Eric remembered suddenly in which point she had difficulty in standing. He also noted that his wound always bled. The blood tried the arm.
Recovering, Eric took the wrist of Anya. That this reopened eyes, looking at him, vaguely lost. He had a sort of smile.
-Trust me.
Slowly, he led her under the shower, before sitting down. The hand always in his, Eric had a movement of head.
Come.

Anya smiled shyly. Her face was still pink she knelt in front of him. She winced slightly her arm hurt a little, but she ignored that. She leaned in and kissed him. she was still trembling a little

Holding out the hand, Eric lit the water. No too strong jet, but a shower all the same. Anya had a small surge, but Eric contented with smiling.
- Come, he murmured.
Slowly, he sat down next to Anya, taking the arm with tenderness. The water was vaguely tepid. Slowly, Eric washed the blood which poured of the plaster that was his shirt. The wound always bled and needed care. Of stitch.
He knew it. He didn't care at this moment.


OOC: And like that Villain can't hear me whisper

Anya watched him carefully. Her heart beating wildly. Why was she so nervous? She had done this before...but it was different with him

Eric raised the head. The water dipped his body, his pants, his hair. As those of Anya. They stuck on her body, becoming curiously brown. Without knowing why, Eric crossed the fingers inside. He liked this color. A red brown. Bending, Eric squeezed more hardly the bandage, hoping to stop the blood for a while. Anya had a grin and Eric kissed her immediately. The hand settled on the cheek, sliding in her hair, her nape. His lips came down, kissing the birth of her throat, then her collarbone. The more he came down, the more the breath of Anya become to chop. He( smiles.
Certainly she did not squeeze him as she had squeeze Sinbad but she was always there. His Anya.
Hunting this thought of the head, Eric bent of advantage, kissing the birth of her breast, forcing her to bend behind. Slowly, by supporting her with the hand, Eric made her lengthen on the ground, under the water, under him.

Her breath was comming faster, the blush always on her face. Her good hand went up and rested on his chest, she was always trembling.

Raising the head, Eric kissed her on the cheek, then the lips. The hands settled on her breast, slowly, watching to to hurt her. Her body reared, trying to marry hisown body. Eric moved back when the leg of Anya touched sex through his pant.

she watched him, her eyes wide. Her heart was pounding against her chest. Surely he could feel it. stop being so nervous

Under the hands, a heart beat too hardly. As if he tried to answer the other one, who beat so hardly. Slowly, Eric recovered a little the hand of Anya always on his breast. Slowly, while fixing her in eyes, Eric crossed the hand in the buckle of his belt, quickly opening it. Even if it wasn't his first time, it was his first time with her, and it made him a little bit nervous. To be naked in front of her. Slowly, he making his pant slide, raising a leg after the other one to remove it. The eyes of Anya didn't leave him. Eric had a moment of hesitation, before removinghis boxer too.
Nude and on the knees under the water of a shower, with the heart which beats too hardly. Never he would have believed in it.

Her face burned brightly. To cover she kissed him, wrapping her good arm around his neck.
I am yours and I'll only ever be yours from now on

(OOC: I have to go to the store with my mom, but I'll be back in an hour You can reply if you want)

He kissed her, then his lips went astray, passing from her lips to the cheek, then her nose, her jaw, her throat. Her hand in his hair squeezed up, squeezed as Eric made her lengthen . He was almost sure that she could feel the scar which hide in it. Closing eyes, he kissed her again, just as he came in her. Immediately, Anya had a small movement, as to bring in the chin. Immediately Eric kissed her forehead, caressed her wet hair.

OOC: Oki doki dear! Don't know if I'll be aways online but ok ;D

She let out a gasp, even if it wasn't her first time, it still hurt a little. Her heart still hammering, the blush slowly came back to her cheeks. It felt so good, but it still hurt.

Still kissing her forehead, he put off little.
-You're okay? he murmured.

"Y-yes I'm fine." she said, still breathing heavily. She kissed him again

Watching to not hurt her, Eric made a slow movement of go and come, keeping eyes opened to see the slightest track of pain on the face. Anya frowned a little, but it looked more like desire than pain. Eric began again, second time, so slowly. Anya had the same frown, and he smiles against her lips.

Her back arched slightly. A small moan escaped her lips,
she quickly kissed him to quiet it.

She tried to keep silent, but Eric wanted to hear her. Slowly, he made slide his lips up to her breast, kissing it while supporting her back, while he continued the same movement, a little faster this time.

As he moved faster, her moaning got louder, she bit her lip in order to keep quiet. She didn't experience this much pleasure with Sinbad, with him it meant nothing, but she loved Eric and that made the experience that much more enjoyable

This groan... Eric put one hand on each side of Anya, just man to see her when she moaned. Always so red, she bit her lips to keep silent. Eric had a smile, going more slowly this time. Anya had a new groan, while hiding the face with the hand. Eric had a new smile, bending to kiss her, going faster this time. His tongue looked for her, forcing without too much resistance her lips.


OOC: Sweetie-hottie-Anya, I've to sleep. It's 02.18 a.m here, and I'm so tired... Sorry, and see you tomorrow to... Finish it ;D ('FATALITY' song in background xD)

OOC: Ok good night xDD

Anya let her tongue gently touch his. she kept trying to keep herself from moaning as he got faster

His movements became faster as his tongue played with her. Eric had a smile, the hands caressing her completely dipped hair. The hand of Anya passed in his back, lowering completely along the spinal column, caressing one of his scars so deep which had left tracks. He felt that her hand lingered there, but didn't open eyes for check if it was intentionel or not. His lips slid towards the outlines of her jaw and she had a new groan. The hand on the back wrinkled, whereas he felt her bitting her lips. He had another smile.
-Don't hide you, he murmured near her ear, his almost inaudible voice because of the water jet. Don't hide you, Anya.

Anya moaned louder when he moved fast, only this time she didn't try to quiet it. She looked him in the eyes, she lowerd her lips and kissed his neck. Her fingernails dug into his back slightly

In the second when her lips touched his neck, Eric had the reflexe to tilt the head, giving her more possibility. His nose dived into her hair, which had a smell of sweat, water and another thing than he did not know, but wanted to learn.

She continued kissing his neck, going up so she was at his ear. Her fingers digging deeper into his back. her breath was comming fast

This time, it's Eric who had a groan. The fingers in the back, her lips near to his ear, her smell, everywhere. He put off the face of her, taking her face between the hands, sticking his front on her. He wanted to look her in eyes when she would have her orgasm. He wanted to see her.
But he wasn't on that she would have it first. Eric had a groan, deep and hoarse, the eyes were planted in hers.

Anya moved her lips back to his kissing him deeply. Her eyes widened and she moaned loudly when she reached her orgasm.

She had a shout, against his lips. A shout of enjoyment. Her shout of enjoyment. All her body tightened, wrinkled, made rear.
Eric closed eyes, engraving it in his spirit. It was... The most beautiful sound of the world. It was her, in her totality.
Eric stopped moving, burying the face in the neck. His own body tightened, and his hoarse groan got lost against her skin.


OOC: For being sincere, I hesitate to make him have his orgasm or not XD

Her hand slid back up his back, into his hair. Her fingers tangled in his hair. She kissed him again deeply.

Just as the lips of Anya touched his, Eric realized what he had just made. What had just taken place. What they had made.
Oh no...
Eric closed eyes. No, no, no... Impossible... How had he been able to? No, no, no! On the ground, his fist squeezed up. He almost threw it against the ground. His body tightened a second time, but for a reason quite other. It was the rabies which led him, and no the pleasure. The desire. The love.

Anya pulled away, noticing his change in attitude. "What's wrong?"

Clenching teeth, Eric opened eyes, without looking her in eyes. Tilting the head on the side, he recovered, Anya following his movement. Sitting down under the water jet, Eric tightened the arm to put out. When drops stopped, a sinister silence settled down. Eric didn't still look at her.
-Eric? Murmured Anya.
Her voice was hesitating, lost. He expected almost to feel her hand on the shoulder. Inspiring profoundation, Eric turned to her, taking her arm hurt between the fingers. The blood still pearled, becoming an a little more red track as the water being disappeared . A taste even more bitter than re-bites filled his mouth.
- You need care, he murmured. I have to ask Villain for a aids kit..

Anya nodded slowly, never taking her eyes off of him, "And do you think the villain will give you anything you ask?"

Eric shook the head, without knowing why.
- It's him who wants that we make shopping, not me. And I have widely of what to buy it. Furthermore, I am one of his favourite, no?
Eric had a forced smile by saying this last word, looking at her the space of one second, before avoiding her glance. Putting off slowly her arm, Eric got up. Turning the head on the side, he realized that his pants and boxer was completely dipped.
- Extra...
He remembered that there were also clean clothes proposed in the catalog. Hunting this idea, he quickly pressed his boxer.
- Your clothes are dry at least, he made in turning around to indicate the clothes of Anya with the chin, on a wrongly joyful tone.

She frowned shaking her head. Why was he acting like this. She pushed her self up with her good arm. She stood. She was still a little wobbly. She didn't even bother putting her underwear on she picked up her dress and stepped into it pulling it up. "Eric I need your help getting my arm through the sleeve."

Shaking sound to box, Eric turned to her.
-don't you want to put back your underwear first?
Anya looked at him, looking for his eyes, and Eric lowered them.
- At worst, I would put them in a dry place, he made in energy towards her, putting sound his boxer on the dry ground.
Taking the edges of the dress, he lifted it a little.
- You can tighten your arm?
Anya tigthen her arm, before grimacing. Immediately, Eric looked for her eyes. Reflexe.
- Stop don't hurt you.
Anya looked for his eyes, but Eric lowered his.. Slowly, he made cross the arm of Anya in his sleeve, before making also with the second arm.
- Wait.
Approaching her, Eric crossed the arms around her, as to embrace her but he contented with closing the zip of her dress.
- Well, he made moving back. You can hold the time that I put back my clothes?

Anya shook her head and shakily walked out of the bathroom. Why did he keep lying to her, to himself? He wasn't fooling anyone! Even the villain knew he still loved her.

(OOC: I'm really sorry love but I have to finish packing for camping I'll be back monday. Bye lovely)

OOC: No prob' dear, have fun! See you Monday ;D

When Eric heard the door of the bathroom closed, he closed eyes. Not for a long time, but enough. The immense time of a too bitter regret.
But how had he been able to? How did he have been able to make that? To make her that? Make that?
He had the impression that his body burned him. That he had committed an ignoble and shameful act. That it was the case.
He opened eyes. It was too late and he knew it. The only luck which he had now was to act as a muzzle.
But even he began to be tired by his role.
That had been so... Good. So soft. So sensual. Much better than all other times. Deeper. More violent.
To stay far from such a happiness? He was not rather strong. Not for that.
Only think again about it, he felt a tension in the low stomach.
No, you have to protect her. You have to make it, at least for her.
Sighed, Eric take his boxer and his pants. Tempered. He pressed them, realizing, a little bother, that Villain looked at him maybe. Realizing that he had doubtless looked during the last minutes. Not bother that he can realize how much Eric still loved her, bother because it was an act intimate.
Sighed, he threaded his boxer, grumbling in the contact of the wet tissue. He also made with his pants, before going out of the bathroom, collecting the bra and the panties of Anya in the passage.

( Hi again I finished packing and I still have time before the bus comes!)

Anya sighed and sat down on the floor against the wall, she felt dizzy again. Her arm was klling her, it hurt so bad.

OOC: Cool!

Eric opened the door, looking in spite of him Anya with his eyes. Old reflexe. He sighs. Sitting down near her, at a respectable distance, before resting her underwear on the ground. Tilting the head behind, he closed eyes.
She was naked under her dress... How can we desire a girl three minutes after make love with her?

Anya sighed. Why was he being so difficult? she laid down on the cold, hard ground. she wanted to sleep, but it was slow comming. Her nightmares visted her again.

(OOC: Ok I seriously have to go now! Bye lovely see you monday )

OOC: Have fun dear!

Eric's eyes were closed but he knew that he wouldn't sleep. Impossible. Too much feeling in him. He sighed.
He got up. He looked for eyes the envelope, finding it on the ground, closed. Eric opened it, discovering in astonishment that words had already been to draw. Remembering that it was Dimitri that he had noted them. Frowning, he realized that Dimitri had asked for a aids kit. Again, he felt guilty of having shout after him. It is his friend. He didn't have to forget it. Quickly, he tidied up the word in the envelope, before sliding it under the door.
I have to hope.
Anya stirred. He turned to her and knew that she slept. Worse than she had a nightmare. Her nightmare.
Squatting, Eric took her hand. As he had make it the first time. Anya had a surge, without waking up. But Eric knew that that would not be enough. That she would wake up by shouting, by crying. He also knew how to prevent it. Eric had a sigh, for the camera.
- Awesome...
Miming a dulled face, Eric turned to Anya, taking her slowly by shoulders. She jumped again. Slowly, very slowly, he made her fall on the side. With precaution, he stat and placed her head on his knees.
- Shit!
Eric had to forget that his pants were still wet. But Anya didn't wake up. She frowned. The hand got up, just to squeeze the tissue of his pants. Not squeeze as for not to be afraid. Squeeze as if it a pillow. Eric smiles. He would have wanted to caress her hair but he held on. Tilting the head behind, he closed eyes.
Pity don't make me dream of her...