Erik's eyes shone mischievously. Before Naeku could even finish, he approached her, grabbed her chin, and planted a heavy kiss on her lips. With his other hand, he pulled her armoured body against his naked chest. Despite her surprise, Naeku quickly leaned in and moaned softly.
When Erik pulled back, still holding her chin, he grinned and looked into her eyes. "I'm not sure what you mean, Naenae… You've already given me the most special gift of all: yourself!"
Naeku blinked, then blushed deeply. "T— That's way too cheesy, Erik…" Yet, despite her words, her body relaxed, and she didn't seem so worried about her gift anymore.
Erik shrugged unapologetically, still grinning. "It's simply the cheesiest of truths, my love."
Naeku's blush deepened, but she also quickly struggled out of his grip and pushed herself off his chest. "A— Alright, alright! That's enough! Let me just… get your gift," she muttered, joyfully embarrassed.
