"Ah, well, another day is over." Erik yawned and fell back on his pillow. Victor buttoned up his pajamas and put on his night mask. Metal was not a very pleasant to a man that shifted much in his sleep, therefore he had constructed one of cotton. Nobody but certain servants and Erik knew that. He lay back too and sighed. It had indeed been a long day. They had been to space, New York, France and the bottom of the ocean. He had been collecting 'ingredients' for his new plan to take over the world. Still, he had this gnawing fear that Richards would be there to thwart his plans again.

He did get other matters to think of when Erik turned the light off and slid his hand up his chest, his neck and finally his covered face. Doom, being who he was, would not let the mutant see his face, and especially not in their most intimate moments, but Erik decided that he should appreciate at least being allowed to remove the mask. So he loosened it and stroked a thumb gently over Victor's face, ending with his lips. Victor kissed it discreetly, and grabbed Erik's arm, squeezing it lightly. Erik turned his attention to Doom's neck and licked at it while tugging at his pants.

"Mmm… Get the lube, would you?" Doom jumped a little at this, "What in the world do you think you're doing?"

'"I am trying to have sex, but if you have reached the point where such activities are above us…"

"No, what are you doing trying to dominate me?" Erik rolled off him. "I thought we had settled this. We switch roles, that is what makes us so much better than everybody else."

Victor sat up, put his mask on, turned the lamp on the nightstand on, reached for something in the drawer and got out a pen and a notebook, along with a small pair of glasses. He put them on and flipped through the book, making Erik grab his arm and look at it with him. "Aha. You have been top one time more than I have. I demand justice, it's my turn." Erik looked dumbly at him. "What?" "You… you keep count?" Victor's eyes burnt slightly, "Of course I do! I won't be cheated my turns!" Erik snorted, and then burst out laughing. "How dare you laugh at Doom?" His voice echoed through the castle, but Erik was still bent over laughing. "Y-you ke-ee-eep cou-hou-ount!" He laughed and fell off the bed. Doom muttered some curses and looked over to the floor to check that 'Maggie' hadn't hurt himself. He eventually got back in bed and slipped under the blanket.

"He he he."

"Stop laughing!"

"Never!"

"When I become supreme ruler of the world, you will be my bitch day in and day out!"

"I'd like to see you try, my Sweet! Even IF you manage to become supreme ruler, the whole human race will soon only consist of mutants! And if you think for a second that they will be pushed around by a petty human, you are sadly mistaken!"

"I will force you all to your knees! Mutant or not, you will all bow to the power that is Doom!"

They looked at each other for a brief while before pouncing on one another, tearing each other clothes off and making out like crazy.

Afterwards, they lay on a bed that had been perfectly made not long ago. "Erik… is it strange that we get so excited by fighting?" Victor asked and ran his hands through the white mop of hair on his chest. Erik leaned into the touch and smiled, "No… well, maybe a little. But you have to look at it from a perspective, out there somewhere, someone are arguing and going to bed without getting anything." Victor smacked his lips and nodded. "I suppose so." They shared a last kiss and fell asleep.