Erik was more than eager to accept Rosaline's kiss, when she had abruptly sprung one on him. He felt particularly giddy at the fact that she had expressed her love for him, yet again. Erik wasn't sure he would ever become accustomed to hearing her say those all important three words. His heart soared in his chest, in much the same way his adrenalin peaked with each kiss that Rosaline initiated. After sharing a handful of alluring kisses, Erik noticed that Rosaline had put some space between them, only to have herself recline on the cuddly blanket instead. He noted the way in which her emerald eyes had dilated and how her breathing had begun to shallow out.

"Rose, are you alright sweetheart?" Erik considerately asked her, while reaching out to tenderly stroke her cheek.

"I think so." She timidly answered, with a shaky voice.

Naturally, Erik had picked up on the subtle changes in Rosaline's demeanour. Moments ago, they were on their way to getting hot and heavy and now it seemed as though the mood had shifted. Erik was positively confused, but more importantly, he wanted to figure out why she looked so bashful.

"You know you can tell me anything and everything, right? Nothing is off limits between us." Erik reassures her.

"I know." She simply nods in understanding, before cautiously reaching out to grip the collar of Erik's shirt and draw his body in closer to hers.

With a lustful feeling, Rosaline presses her full lips against Erik's ones while noting the way his body moves to accomodate his new position over her. Slowly, she feels Erik rest his body on top of hers, while also being careful not to hurt her with any unintentional pressure. He seems to be just as interested in what was quickly developing between them, just as Rose hoped he would be. Still, because Erik had his doubts about where things would potentially lead, he felt the need to bring this to Rosaline's attention in the nicest way possible.

"Sweetheart?" Erik gently begun, while detaching his lips from hers.

"I don't want to scare you away with how fast things are moving." He explained.

"You haven't, you won't." She replied with pouty lips.

"How do you know that?" Erik keenly prompted.

"Because this time I won't ask you to stop." Rosaline whispered in a hushed voice.

It took Erik a solid minute to comprehend what it was that Rosaline was asking of him. If his understanding matched hers, it would soon mean that Erik and Rosaline would join together as one and consummate their relationship. Of course, Erik wanted to hear with his own ears exactly what it was that Rosaline wanted to happen between the two of them.

"Rose, help me understand what it is you want?" Erik carefully asked, while leaving a lingering kiss against her forehead.

"I want you to make love to me." She bravely admitted.

Upon hearing her confession, Erik's eyes widened just before they closed in utter bliss. He wasn't sure there would ever have been a time in his relationship with Rosaline that he would have heard such words escape her pretty mouth. Yet, here Rosaline lay beneath him willing to give herself over to him completely, both emotionally and physically. As much as Erik wanted to leap at the opportunity, he wanted to be certain that Rosaline was completely aware of what would soon transpire between them.

"Sweetheart, you know I love you deeply and that there is nothing more I would want than to worship your body, but I want you to first think about this." Erik calmly explained, with a sincere look plastered in his eyes.

"I have thought about this for quite sometime now actually and I promise you Erik that I'm ready. I want you so much." Rosaline tells him, whilst elevating her body in an attempt to press her soft breasts against Erik's broad chest.

As a result of their closeness, Erik groans in anticipation before recapturing Rosaline's lips in a searing kiss. The mere delicateness of her body, skin and lips is enough to cause Erik's head to spin. He's just about to help Rosaline remove her shirt, when he notices her hands on his chest and the way in which she's trying to push him away. Immediately, Erik's heart sinks as he wonders if Rosaline has changed her mind or not.

"Before we do this, there's something you should know." Rosaline breathlessly declares.

"I'm a virgin." She sheepishly reveals.

Without any real warning, Rosaline says the one thing Erik had always silently assumed of her. Although her statement was made self-consciously, Erik vowed to himself in that moment to make Rosaline's first sexual experience as pleasant and romantic as possible.

"No matter what you or anyone else thinks sweetheart, that hasn't changed the way I feel about you in anyway. In fact, knowing that I'm the only man who has ever had the honour of knowing your body so intimately makes me fall even further in love with you, if that's even possible." Erik sincerely explains, while noting the tearful expression in Rosaline's eyes.

"I love you so much sweetheart, you're everything to me and more." Erik earnestly adds, before wiping the single stray tear that has fallen against the side of her cheek.

After placing a loving kiss against either of her cheekbones, Erik begins by slowly raising Rosaline's arms above her head to help remove her shirt. He then proceeds to kiss along the length of either arm until he reaches her elegant clavicles, before drawing his arm over his own head to pull the thin fabric off his back. Leaning in again, Erik continues to lavish Rosaline's upper body with warm, open-mouthed kisses while also giving her a chance to proudly reciprocate. Soon after, he unfastens the button on his jeans and sheds himself of them, leaving him only clad in his black boxers. Expelling a harsh breath, Erik looks to Rosaline for permission to remove her own pants. With a shy but enthusiastic nod, Erik leisurely peels the material from her lean legs. He notices the evident increase in her breathing and also in the way she seems somewhat impatient to start.

"Erik, hurry." She whines in encouragement.

"Not so fast sweetheart, I want to take my time loving you." He replies, while dipping his head to press a long line of kisses from her sternum to the top of her lacy underwear.

With another unspoken nod of approval, Erik gently loosens the straps of her bralette before undoing the clasp and tossing it aside. With a look of adoration plastered on his mellow face, Erik tentatively kisses the skin that was previously occupied by white lace. Rosaline's skin beneath her breast is feather-light to touch under the slight roughness of his beard. The feel of her pebbled nipples against his mouth is yet another feature that easily coerces Erik into quickening his pace, despite his most genuine desire to want to take these precious moments slowly and passionately.

"Rose, can I?" Erik gestures to her underwear, with a flick of his gaze.

With an expression that reads both slight anxiousness and desire, Erik hums in appreciation as Rosaline's grants him permission to do so. With tentative fingers, Erik grips the sparse fabric and delicately slides it past her thighs and down her legs. He removes the item completely from around her ankles, before meeting Rosaline's eyes and offering her an intense look.

"You're an angel, my dear sweet Rose." Erik gratefully tells her.

Erik isn't surprised at all by the permanent scarlet blush that has seemed to overtake Rosaline's beautiful facial features. In fact, he believes he would be more stunned had she not nervously looked away from him when he removed her underwear. Still, the reality in which he finally finds himself in far outweighs any dream or fantasy that he had ever previously held. With that very thought in mind, Erik begins to drop smooth and loving kisses across the entire expanse of Rosaline's body, worshipping her skin and scent to no end. The minuscule sounds in which continue to escape Rosaline's mouth simply spur Erik on, hoping to very soon become acquainted with her in the way they both evidently need to be.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to remove the last item of clothing between us. This is your last and final chance to stop me." Erik good-heartedly warns her, before meshing their lips together in an explosive kiss to help with the distraction of freeing himself from his boxers.

Suddenly, Rosaline's eyes widen as she realises that Erik lay naked above her feeling both warm and ready. She sucks in a sharp and unexpected breath as she feels his evident arousal prod against her lower stomach. Naturally, her cheeks remain a tainted shade of rose as does her tongue dart out of her mouth to lick her now dry lips. Sensing her concern, Erik is quick to console his beloved.

"Rosaline, is this alright?" He questions her, with a tender grip held against her jaw.

"Yes." She quietly responds, while meeting his sincere sapphire coloured eyes.

With a few more singular kisses shared amongst the lovers, Erik unhurriedly starts to nudge himself closer to Rosaline's untouched opening. Moving himself millimetre upon millimetre, Erik is quietly careful as he continues to brave Rosaline's tight passage. He moves in a slow and languid pace, to help Rosaline accomodate the pain in which she undoubtedly feels.

"How do you feel sweetheart?" Erik compassionately pauses to ask her.

"Uncomfortable." She silently cries.

"But, I love you too much to stop now." She adds with a remarkably youthful smile.

Planting an affectionate kiss across either of her eyelids, Erik takes the next few sole moments to sink completely into Rosaline. He notices the way in which both he and Rosaline have exhaled long and deep breaths, meanwhile they have barely even starting their passionate love making acts. Just as he were about to initiate his first thrust, Erik senses that Rosaline was caught between revealing a confession.

"What is it?" He whispers hotly into her mouth.

"I just can't believe I'm about to make love with the man who means everything to me." She admits in an overly emotional voice and with glassy eyes.

"You best believe it sweetheart, because I don't plan on stopping until you do." Erik truthfully answers, before ultimately pressing forward into Rosaline's body and withdrawing back out.

With as much passion and love as Erik can possibly muster up, he proceeds to gracefully thrust in and out of Rosaline's body, ensuring to take in all of the different ways in which her body responds to his. With one hand clasped around his shoulder and the other hidden amongst the mass of dark waves that reside on top of his head, Erik revels in the feel and heat of her. Despite all of his past sexual escapades, he knows now for certain that nothing could possibly compare to the undoing that Rosaline has managed to cause him. Because of her, he has finally found peace and hope within himself and most importantly, is fortunate enough to be able to share a brilliant, fiery and possessive love with his one and only precious sweetheart.

"God you feel exquisite Rose, you're simply perfect." He praises with increasing speed.

A satisfied grin slowly spreads out across Erik's lips in the moments that follow, as he finally begins to see the pained expression that Rosaline previously wore replaced by a small look of euphoria. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself, had he not been able to make this experience for Rosaline as pleasurable and fulfilling as possible. Thankfully, he senses her indulgence with every thrust that joins their two bodies together, as he watches her eyes fall closed and her legs tinge with anticipation. His only hope now is that he will be able to hold off until she comes. With that very thought in mind, Erik lowers his head and teases both her nipples with his teeth. For a second, Erik wonders if he has hurt Rosaline given the state of her glorious cries, but with every lick and suck to her breast he soon realises that it's her unspoken way of begging him to continue.

With a few stern thrusts that are sure to draw Rosaline to the brink of her climax, Erik starts to feel a tingling sensation creeping up through his spine and shooting straight towards his manhood. As his thrusts become sloppier in style due to obvious exhaustion, he welcomes a familiar yet longing sensation and expels a few profanities as he inevitably reaches his high. In much the same way, he watches lustfully as Rosaline's mouth falls open in ecstasy and as she releases a delightful squeal. Stunned by her beauty once more, Erik doesn't think before sealing their connection in the most loving and adoring way. He does so by lowering himself completely onto Rosaline and holding her sticky and hot body in his arms, as she continues to ride out the few final waves of sinful bliss. Having spared a few minutes to each collect their breaths and thoughts, Erik reluctantly lifts his head from Rosaline's chest and stares deeply into her sparkling green eyes.

"Was it everything you hoped it would be?" Erik quietly enquires, seemingly hesitant of her answer.

Much to his dismay, Rosaline shakes her head in disagreement. Before Erik can jump to any conclusions however, Rosaline opens her mouth to reply.

"It far exceeded all of my expectations Erik, so thank you." She shyly explains, before drawing in Erik's face to reconnect their lips in a haze filled kiss.

Overjoyed with her response, Erik lovingly smooths her mangled hair aside and gently eases himself out of her body. With a few more kind-hearted words and warm caresses exchanged between the lovers, they inevitably find themselves dozing off in front of the fire, wrapped in the embrace of tangled and sated limbs.

"I love you." Erik reminds Rosaline for the final time that evening, before succumbing to a restful sleep.