[an April morning in the Cabin McAvoy]

[mind_over_metal]

[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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[godwinner]

[ against his throat ]

Like this. Any way that I can.

[mind_over_metal]

*so he can feel that near-silent, breathy chuckle*

Oh, but how far?

[godwinner]

Until you can't talk anymore, to start.

[mind_over_metal]

Good luck with that.

[godwinner]

[ sighs and kisses his throat ]

That's a cruel question to ask me, Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

*reaches up to card his fingers through Erik's hair, his voice gentle and genuine*

How so?

[godwinner]

I want to push you to the ends of the earth.

[mind_over_metal]

*pushes the pleasure and want that he feels at that to the forefront of his mind, wrapping those thoughts around Erik's like a bodywarm silk scarf trailing its frayed edges*

[godwinner]

[ exhales and shudders a bit, belly curving inward; he shifts his mouth over the place where he'd bitten before and sucks the reddened flesh between his teeth ]

[mind_over_metal]

*his hand tightens in Erik's hair as his breath catches in enjoyment and anticipation*

[godwinner]

[ makes sure that will get nice and bruised before letting go, leaving Charles's throat slick with saliva and shifting his weight to free his other hand, reaching to grip Charles neck and smear his thumb through the wetness while he drags his tongue over a collarbone. he's careful of the press of his hips as he shifts down Charles's body for better access, though it takes a pause before he can bring himself to lift them, the concession nearly more maddening to his pride than to his body. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*swallows hard against the pressure, nearly every exhale now a quiet, careless sound of pleasure. his eyes are softly hooded and his body, save for his breathing and grip on Erik's hair, is purposefully still, absorbing from Erik and trying to keep them both from going over the edge*

[godwinner]

[ presses open-mouthed kisses down his sternum, then past his ribs, tongue dipping down to chase Charles's belly when he exhales. his own breathing is deep but measured, moreso than usual, subject to the control that is now instantaneous when his focus sharpens and narrows on a single task. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*he does squirm a little at that, stomach flinching, ticklish and not accustomed to showing it. bites back a huff of inappropriate laughter.*

[ might have accidentally kneed him in the gut before ]

[godwinner]

[ grins, teeth against his skin ]

[mind_over_metal]

*slightly pouting, slightly hysterical, full of affection*

I hate you.

[godwinner]

You don't.

[ reaches his bellybutton and pushes his tongue in briefly, but his mouth is soon retracing the same path where his hands had explored earlier ]

[mind_over_metal]

I really, really... Erik...

*his eyes squeeze shut, head pressing back into the pillows, as he bites his bottom lip*

[godwinner]

[ grips Charles's sides, lips trailing over his waist ]

[mind_over_metal]

*and the experience of himself through Erik's senses is even more intimate than it had been earlier -- whereas it had been curious and almost soothing before, now it's like his brain has been over-sensitized and it's almost too much and no one has ever tried to get to know him like this before*

[godwinner]

[ there's a fierce streak of possessiveness at that -- not against anyone who came before him, but for Charles now. there's the sense that he did this, something indelible, and at this moment, there's no guilt, but almost pride.

it's not a thought he would have shared, but he won't flinch from it, either. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*inhales sharply- and then, on the slow exhale, loosens his grip on Erik's hair, turning it from holding on for dear life into a gentle caress*





Stop.

[ lovepainwantshameneeddon'tstop ]

[godwinner]

[ releases an involuntary exhale of his own that sounds shaken

lustfear



and tips his forehead against Charles's stomach, breath still humid on his skin, fingers still digging into his sides ]

[mind_over_metal]

There are so many things that I want to do to you.

If you don't stop touching me right now, I might try to do them.

[godwinner]

[ opens his eyes and stares at Charles's skin for a moment before bracing his hands against the bed and pushing himself off. he sits on the edge and very deliberately does not look at Charles, briefly thinks about pressing a hand to himself but even if they were on opposite sides of camp he knows that would be dangerous right now. ]