"Mm... it could be much later, when I feel all better." Chris concedes, in the face of Erik's concern. They press a kiss to his jawline and murmur, "I like to please you, too."

Chris moans quietly when Erik begins touching them, letting their eyes flutter closed for a moment to focus on just that sensation. They squirm a little more, and then.... as they realize he's holding back enough to keep them on the edge, Chris gives a little huff. (Not quite a pout, just yet.)

Chris takes hold of Erik's wrist and rocks their hips, hoping to reposition enough so that their glans comes in contact with Erik's palm instead -- pressing up against him more firmly for a few moments. "Love," Chris says softly, "you know how I like it..."

(And, to be fair, Chris knows that Erik likes getting them flustered and worked up before doing things the way Chris likes...)