[ Erik sometimes thinks that Charles has a natural gift for manipulating people -- or perhaps persuading, to put a more positive spin to it. Because the way Charles is rubbing against him right now, it's making it difficult for him to think. But even then, he knows that his spouse has a point. Charles has given him everything he's ever wanted and has asked for precious little in return.
He could taste it, feel the other's blatant arousal sliding against his warm flesh, can sense the admiration, the way he drinks him in the way only he can, beautiful blue eyes dark with wonder. Erik always knows when Charles ogles, and he cannot help but smile -- even if he's oblivious to the younger mutant's lewd fantasies. Erik moves back against him slowly, and it perhaps says a lot when he actually puts thought into it instead of dismissing the request immediately.
But Erik is not ready, not yet. Their bodies are perfect against each other and there is no one else in this world that Erik will so much as look at because Charles is the one, Charles is it, but he's not ready. It means a lot to him, to give up the control he's held on so doggedly to, but perhaps soon. The words are caught in his throat, and he refuses his lover with a soft kiss and a light squeeze of his bottom. ]
Next time. [ He promises, honestly. Nips at his bottom lip and reaches down to rub his thumb gently over the head of Charles' cock. ]
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Date: 2011-11-02 03:14 pm (UTC)He could taste it, feel the other's blatant arousal sliding against his warm flesh, can sense the admiration, the way he drinks him in the way only he can, beautiful blue eyes dark with wonder. Erik always knows when Charles ogles, and he cannot help but smile -- even if he's oblivious to the younger mutant's lewd fantasies. Erik moves back against him slowly, and it perhaps says a lot when he actually puts thought into it instead of dismissing the request immediately.
But Erik is not ready, not yet. Their bodies are perfect against each other and there is no one else in this world that Erik will so much as look at because Charles is the one, Charles is it, but he's not ready. It means a lot to him, to give up the control he's held on so doggedly to, but perhaps soon. The words are caught in his throat, and he refuses his lover with a soft kiss and a light squeeze of his bottom. ]
Next time. [ He promises, honestly. Nips at his bottom lip and reaches down to rub his thumb gently over the head of Charles' cock. ]