Professor Charles Xavier (
mind_over_metal) wrote2012-04-13 11:28 pm
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[an April morning in the Cabin McAvoy]
[It's early, not too long after sunrise, when the light begins to glow through the curtains and the nocturnal moaning of the zombies crossfades into rustling of the sentient plantlife. No explosions, no battles -- just an utterly normal morning.]
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we're just getting started, darling~ ]
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arches his neck into that, kissing him back more demandingly. his hands spread over Erik's skin, tracing paths almost methodically, as though he's creating a map by touch.*
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Have you thought about how far you can push me? Like this?
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Like this. Any way that I can.
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Oh, but how far?
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That's a cruel question to ask me, Charles.
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How so?
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[ might have accidentally kneed him in the gut before ]
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I hate you.
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[ reaches his bellybutton and pushes his tongue in briefly, but his mouth is soon retracing the same path where his hands had explored earlier ]
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*his eyes squeeze shut, head pressing back into the pillows, as he bites his bottom lip*
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