Rating: M overall
Warnings: Child abuse, non-physical child sexual abuse, under-aged sexual activity (both parties under-aged)
Prompt summary:
Erik is a fairy, but not just any lame fairy. He's a Boner Fairy, and he's addicted to Charles' spunk! But he's not the only one with his eye on our blue-eyed beauty.
Full prompt can be viewed here:
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I had alot of fun writing my first ever fanfic, so I thought I go and toy around with some of my own prompts (since it's quite difficult to troll the kinkmeme at work for much better prompts :S).
A/N: Unbeta-ed, sorry for any errors I overlooked. My writing is novice at best, please do excuse my poor attempt at fairytale English.
Thank you for reading!
Outside little Charles Xavier's room, a thunderstorm ravaged the vast lands of Genosha. Charles was fighting hard to keep his fear hidden, his watery eyes larger than their usual size, glistened in the candle light. He had just turned five, and eager to prove to his most beloved papa, that he was strong as well as brave.
"My courageous little knight, your papa would be most proud!" These were days when Sharon Xavier, Charles' beautiful mama from a privileged background, still had the mind to show love and affection for her blood.
"Mama, will you tell me a story?" Charles' blinked and tilted his head. The young master, known throughout the land for his angelic looks, was rarely refused his wishes. "Of course my heart, what would you like to hear tonight? Hansel and Gretel? Pinocchio?" Sharon tucked her son into the bed tighter, while making herself comfortable beside him on top of blankets.
Charles bit his lip and asked with his best manners, "May you please tell me the story of the fairy who bringed gold at night, please?" Sharon ruffled his soft wavy brown hair and said, "Oh my! And how did you come to know of this fairy? That tale is a little old for you yet."
"Moira told Cook, and said a fairy bringed gold to her brother at night, and her papa was really happy in the morning, and..." The more excited Charles was, the less he could be fully comprehended. "Is it true the fairy bringed him gold?" Sharon sighed, she shall need to have a word with the maid, but nonetheless, she could not hold her smile. Her son had a thirst for knowledge, just like his father.
"Alright my curious knight, I will tell you the story, but you promise to sleep when I finish?" Charles beamed at his mother, and snuggled right next to his mother, eager for her to begin. "I promise, mama!"
"It is said that the rich and fertile lands of Genosha are blessed by countless fairies with all sorts of different powers and gifts. One of the most special of these fairies is the ah.." Sharon couldn't bring herself to say their rather vulgar name. "The aah...fairy who visits young men during their sleep. If the young man is deemed pure of heart and body, then the fairy will award him with gold. If he is deemed sinful, then the fairy will leave and never visit him again."
"What do they look like, mama?" "Well, stories say the fairy is a handsome man with wings quite unlike all the other fairies. However, because they only venture out from the forests late into the night, no one has had a proper look at him." Charles tilts his little head again, brows knitted in question when he asked, "Then how do you know it was him who visited?" "Good question my heart. It has been said that he leaves a trail of glitter, most sweet smelling, to make the dreams of good young men even better."
Charles sat up with widened eyes, "Sweet? What kind of sweet?" His mother gave him a stern but bemused look, Charles immediately tucked himself back under the blankets. "I do believe it is marshmallows, roasted just right." Charles closes his eyes and sniffs as if he can smell the marshmallows.
"Will the fairy think I'm good, mama?" Sharon was not ready to have the conversation with her five year old son. She huddled closer to Charles, "You are more than good, only a fool would think otherwise and you're papa will be most proud of you when he returns from his travels. Now, go to sleep my little knight."
"Yes mama, good night, love you..."
"I love you more." With that, Sharon gave her son a soft kiss on the forehead, before leaving him to his dreams.
Little did they know, tragedy was merely days away. Master of the house, Brian Xavier, loving husband and father, would meet a gruesome death and never make it back to his estate in Westchester.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the enchanted forests far to the east of Westchester, a young fairy, not that much older than Charles, was frantically making his way back home. This little fairy had gone against the wishes of his mother, and stayed out all day to collect berries and nuts to last them through the storm. His not yet fully developed wings were not carrying him fast enough, and the rough winds will soon catch up.
'Fly faster, fly faster. Don't give up. Nearly there. So tired. So heavy...No Erik, you are nearly home! Fly faster! Fly!'