Astrid landed on the bed with a yelp and a thump. With no time to react, Erik was already on top of her, pinning her down and grinning down at her. Just like her, he was naked now—though it wasn't him who'd done this.
In the moment Erik was diving after Astrid, Emma had waved her hand to suck his clothes from his body and into her spatial ring. Naturally, this was only possible because he'd allowed her, and he'd forgotten about his clothes in his impatience. Now, Emma had taken the clothes out of her storage again before neatly folding them and putting them on a shelf.
Meanwhile, Erik and Astrid struggled for control… briefly. Though Erik had more trouble defeating his strongest wife on a field of actual battle, this situation was very different. In battle, Astrid relied heavily on technique and speed, but neither helped her much when she was trying to grapple with Erik's raw physical mass and power.
