He wraps an arm around him, letting him have the control that Godric has never been able to afford him. He digs fingers into his back so hard that they'd bruise a lesser creature.

The taste of his own blood draws out a moan from the back of his throat and he raises up to meet him in a kiss.

The clothes come off easily, revealing nothing but the ink underneath. Godric has seen him bare before, plenty of times, but this is the first time in a thousand years that Godric has allowed himself to look on Eric in lust.

He wraps one leg around his waist, holding him close.