Erik gazed lovingly at his darling Charles, lying prostrate on his hospital bed. He had accidentally driven a bullet through his best friend's back, but it could have been a lot worse; at least his darling was alive and relatively well. Erik hadn't left Charles's side since he'd been hospitalised, as worried as he had been about his sweetheart. He'd always had these feelings towards the other man, but he always pushed them down, afraid to admit to himself what his heart had always known since the very first time he had laid eyes on the beautifully bodacious Charles Xavier.
Today was different from the others in that he had decided to buy himself a small snack while Charles slept in. It was just a bag of cheese doodles he had picked up at the vending machine, but he knew it could be so much more. Opening the small pouch, he plucked a grainy dairy snack and stared at it, admiring the way it shone in the light. Glancing over at the still sleeping Charles, Erik slowly, gently, teased the cheese curl around his love's right nostril. It felt so...so naughty.
Much to his surprise, his virginal darling gave a lustful moan unlike anything he had ever heard before. Intrigued by this turn of events, Erik pushed the tip of the snack ever so slightly into Charles's nasal orifice. He was rewarded by a soft, throaty groan from his dearest Charles, whose eyes opened ever so slightly and peered curiously up at Erik with his icy baby blues. "Why'd you stop?"
"What?" Erik was shocked by this unexpected question. He had never thought his sweet, innocent flower would be capable of such...such sexual deviancy. "Charles...?"
"Why'd you stop?" His repetition of the question was louder, more demanding. His eyes, previously lidded with sleep, were now fully open as Charles stared Erik down. "Erik, you can't just tease me like that and expect me to be okay with you stopping."
"I, uh—" Before he could reply in a coherent fashion, Charles had grabbed his wrist and was now thrusting the cheese doodle into his nose, moaning in sheer ecstasy as the grainy dairy product scraped the fragile insides of his small hole, much too small for the girth of the cheese curl.
"Oh, Erik." The blue-eyed darling moaned his lover's name over and over as the snack kept thrusting into his nose; he bent his head back to allow it to penetrate deeper still. His moans grew louder and louder as he neared his climax; all Erik could do was watch in silent wonder as his love groaned and wailed for him, amazed that no nurses had come to see what the commotion was about. If they had been caught...Erik wouldn't know what he would have done to salvage the situation.
With one last earth-shattering wail of pleasure, Charles's back arched of its own accord as he forced the snack in one last time, the deepest it had gone yet. Erik was grateful there was no one nearby during this very private, extremely intimate moment. Spent, Charles stared drowsily up at his strong angel with glassy eyes, the cheese curl still hanging from his right nostril. "I love you, Erik," he managed to mumble before his exhaustion finally won over and he fell into a deep, blissful slumber.
"I love you, too, Charles," Erik whispered tenderly as he removed the cheese doodle from his sweetheart's nose and carefully threw it into the nearby trashcan. This was a moment he would keep in his memory forever.