Chuckling, Erik poured some new strength into his noodle-like body and slowly sat up. "Well," he sighed with a half-smile. "So long as you still treat me like a flawed mortal, I guess I'll be fine."
A teasing grin spread on Elora's lips, her hands still stretched towards him. "Flawed indeed, since I'm still not being picked up!"
"So demanding," an amused Erik groaned as he pushed himself to his feet and stretched his body. "Fortunately, I do like it when you get a little needy," he smiled, and closed the distance between them.
"Hehe, and I like it when you pamper me," the fairy grinned teasingly, her hands reaching for him.
Bending down, Erik allowed her to hook her hands behind his thick neck, before pushing his hands beneath her body, and lifting her up in one easy motion. Without surprise, she weighed no more than a feather to him.
"Hmm, that's a good boy," she smiled and nestled into his chest. "Did you enjoy my surprise?"
