Title: Interruptions
Fandom: X-Men (First Class)
Pairing: Charles/Erik (slash)
Rating: T (it's not that explicit)
It's just a small fic can be viewed as crack
Disclaimer: No X-Men doesn't belong to me
"Erikā¼", the voice is soft and gentle as are the fingers that run over his chest. Erik smiles and reaches up to stroke the telepath's hair, he pulls him closer so that he is lying on top of him.
"Charles." His voice is husky and desperate. "I've missed you. We should take more time to be together!"
He doesn't answer, just lets their lips crush together in a heated kiss, teeth clicking together but they don't care. Charles moans his name softly as Erik tugs at his waistband, fingers brushing over skin. And what a wonderful noise that is!
"Oh-! Erik!"
"Erik?"
Erik winces while Charles scatters, the wide blue eyes remain longest.
"What?" he snaps picking himself up to look over the couch's back.
Sean enters the room unaware of what was going on in there mere seconds ago.
"Have you seen my book?" he asks looking around.
"NO!"
Erik glares at him but the redhead just shrugs and turns to go.
"Ok. And I wouldn't waste the day napping if I were you."
The door closes and Erik hits his head against the cushion furiously. Never before has the urge to through that stupid boy down a tower with a gagged mouth been so great.
In a room, on the opposite side of the manor, Charles lowers his fingers with a small huff. He looks at the book he'd been reading before and then up at Raven who watches him unimpressed.
"How long have you been standing there?" he askes blushing. Could his expression have betrayed his actions?
"Really brother, you should do your work and not telepathically spy on others!" she says ignoring his question. She turns and walks out without telling why she came in the first place.
Charles sighs and lets his head drop on the books. With the children running around the house it's unlikely that he'll ever get laid - not even mentally.