A/N: MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR spoilers, people! If you have not seen X3, do not read! Otherwise...enjoy. Oh, and if you have any title suggestions?
Spoilers, people. Spoilers.
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Spread against the wall and he hated being powerless. Its rarity made it no less loathsome.
Charles—
Open mouth soft skin sliding torsos pleasure comfort bliss
Charles—
I'm here, Erik. I'll always be here.
Gasping out his love
What are you doing? He taught you and for all his platitudes and posturing and weakness he's still—he doesn't deserve—you're killing him!
And she did.
It was several hours before he was alone. He hadn't cried in six years.
She was marvelous and transcendent and uncontrollable. He didn't doubt that, knew it from the moment he walked into that house alongside—but he didn't fear it, fear her, until she had those needles pointed at his chest.
But it wasn't she who did it. It was that traitorous beast. Took everything that gave him security and meaning, left him a shell.
And that's how he ended up here. Sitting with a hunk of—metal—his old friend—in his lap. Human, a shell, and hating himself for letting her loose. Letting her
Charles—I'm sorry. "I'll see you on the other side." Put the muzzle in his mouth.
Humans and their guns.