This story was only going to be a one shot, but then it got longer, and I kept adding things. Oh well.
It's named after the cover that Halestorm did to All I Wanna Do is Make Love to You. If you haven't heard it, go find it on youtube. It's such a good cover and Lzzy Hale's voice is absolutely amazing. Also if you're looking for good covers she does an awesome rendition of Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. Personally I think it's better than Gaga, but I'm biased because I'm more of a Halestorm fan.
Enjoy, guys. Reviews are love. Criticisms are welcome, as long as they're not harsh and mean. :)
Charles and Erik were sitting in Charles' study playing chess. It was the night before they'd face Sebastian Shaw and all they wanted was to relax in each others company.
Their friendship had blossomed over the short time they'd been together, and it left both of them wondering if they should expand their relationship or if they should just stay friends. The thoughts from the two men were consumed with each other. Erik was worried that something would go wrong, and Shaw would somehow get to Charles. Charles was worry was on the thought that Shaw could possibly kill Erik. The thoughts made them sick to their stomachs.
"Charles," Erik looked up from the board.
"Yes, my friend?" Charles looked up as well. He could see the worry clear in Erik's eyes, "What's wrong?"
"I'm just thinking about tomorrow."
"I am, too." Charles nodded, "I'm worried, honestly."
"As am I." Erik leaned forward, "I am worried about you."
"Me?" Charles sounded surprised, "Why are you worried about me?"
"A number of things could go wrong tomorrow, and I don't want anything bad to happen to you." Erik stated, "You're my best friend. You're my only friend…"
Charles leaned forward and sat his hand upon Erik's, "Nothing is going to happen to me, Erik. I can assure you of that I will be by your side the whole time."
"I trust that you will, Charles." Erik turned his hand over and clasped Charles'. He squeezed it softly.
They stared into each other's eyes, neither man speaking. Charles' tongue peaked out to wet his suddenly dry lips. Before Erik could stop himself, he'd leaned over the chess board and pressed his lips to Charles'.
Initially Charles was shocked, but after a moment he melted into the kiss and responded to the kiss. Their lips moved perfectly in unison. The only sound were soft sighs coming from both men. Erik's tongue ran along Charles' lips asking for entrance. Charles happily gave him that. He parted his lips and Erik's tongue slipped inside. Their tongues danced together to the beat of their hearts.
They broke for air. Charles' face was flushed, his lips redder than usual, his normally impossibly blue eyes blown black with lust. Erik's face was just as flushed, his eyes just as black. Charles stood, his hand still in Erik's, and pulled the older man up out of his chair. Erik wrapped his arms around Charles and kissed him again.
Somehow they ended up on Charles' bed with Erik over top of the telepath. Their clothes were in a rumpled mess on the floor. Their bodies pressed together perfectly. Charles' legs were wrapped around Erik's hips as the metal-bender thrust slowly, lovingly into him. Charles threw his head back moaning Erik's name softly as he spilt his seed between them. Erik growled coming inside the younger man. They clung to each other, sated and exhausted.
Erik pulled out gingerly, but he didn't move from Charles' arms. He pressed soft kisses onto the telepath's throat.
"Erik," Charles whispered.
"Mmm?"
"Stay with me tonight?"
"Anything you want." Erik smiled. He righted them on the bed and pulled the covers over them, "Goodnight, Charles."
"Goodnight, Erik." Charles laid his head on Erik's chest listening to his heartbeat. Erik kissed the top of Charles' head. Soon he heard soft snoring coming from the telepath.
"Ich liebe dich, meine Charles." Erik whispered before joining the telepath in dreamland.