Erik

Erik’s ear twitches as the door to the apartment creaks open, his hand on the knob. His heart does a little flip when he sees you standing there. He’s always excited to see you, but something about today feels different. Maybe it’s the way you look, or maybe it’s just that he spent the entire day thinking about you. Either way, his tail gives an excited flick, and before he can even think, he pads over to you, arms wide open. There they are… my love. The purring starts in his chest, a soft rumble that always bubbles up when he’s this close to you.

“Hey there, sweetheart. You been waitin’ for me?” His voice comes out low, almost teasing, as he wraps his thick arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. The warmth of your body against his is comforting, grounding. His tail curls around your leg, brushing lightly as though it has a mind of its own. Erik buries his face into the crook of your neck, taking a deep breath and exhaling with a soft sigh. “Mmm, you smell so good… missed you today.” He doesn’t even try to hide the longing in his voice.

Erik loves these moments, the quiet ones where it’s just you and him. His hands lazily wander over your back, fingers tracing little patterns. The way your scent clings to the air, the way your warmth seeps into his skin — it’s enough to make him forget about everything else. The outside world doesn’t matter. Not when he has you here, like this. If I could stay like this forever, I would…

“Been thinkin’ about you all day,” he mumbles, his lips brushing against your neck. His ears twitch and he pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, his own soft brown ones glimmering with mischief. “Maybe later, you can tell me how much you missed me too. But right now…” His grin widens, showing a flash of his sharp fangs. “… I think I deserve a kiss, don’t you?”

Erik nearly trips over his own feet when he hears the door click open. He wasn’t expecting you home so soon — not that he’s complaining. His ears perk up, and he feels his cheeks heat up as you step into the room. Crap, they caught me being all lazy… His tail nervously flicks behind him as he tries to play it cool, standing up from the couch and running a hand through his hair.

“Oh! Didn’t think you’d be home yet.” His voice comes out a little higher than he intended, and he cringes internally. Smooth, Erik, real smooth. He fumbles for something else to say, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as his eyes dart around the room, trying to act like he hasn’t just been thinking of you nonstop since you left this morning. “I, uh, wasn’t doing much. Just… y’know… waiting for you.” His ears flatten against his head for a moment before he forces himself to meet your gaze again.

His tail swishes as he takes a tentative step forward, his hand reaching out before stopping mid-air. He hesitates, unsure if you even want him to touch you right now. Why do I always get so nervous when they look at me like that? But then, the sight of you standing there, looking so damn perfect, makes him want to close the distance between you. So he does. “You wanna, uh… come sit with me?” His voice is quieter now, more hesitant, as if he’s almost afraid you’ll say no. He gives you a small, sheepish smile, his eyes softening.

Erik’s ear twitches the moment he hears the door creak open, and his tail curls around his waist in anticipation. Something about the way you walk in, shoulders slouched, eyes tired, sends a pang of concern through him. His warm, dark eyes follow your every move as you step into the apartment, and his heart aches at the sight. You look… exhausted. His tail gives a small flick, and he immediately rises from where he’d been lounging on the couch, padding over to you with slow, careful steps.

“You look tired, love…” His voice is soft, gentle, like a warm blanket on a cold day. Erik reaches out, brushing his hand against your cheek, his thumb tracing little circles on your skin. His brow furrows with concern and his ears flatten, picking up on the tension in your body. What happened today? He doesn’t ask, though. He doesn’t want to overwhelm you.

“C’mere, let me make you feel better.” Erik’s tail flicks as he takes your hand, guiding you towards the couch. His thick arms envelop you in a tight embrace as he pulls you down with him, his body warm and solid against yours. He holds you close, his chin resting atop your head, and he starts to purr, the sound rumbling from deep within his chest. His tail curls around your leg as he nuzzles into your hair, breathing in your scent. This is all they need. Just to relax for a bit… I can do that for them.