Title: Games
Author:
Slashydutchie
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing/character:
Erik Lehnsherr "Magneto"/Charles Xavier
Rating:
FRT
Prompt: The many uses of super-powers
Kink:
chains, telepathic sex
"Please, Charles... do I look like one of those perverted labrats, doomed to starve because the pleasure button is pushed rather than the food button?" Erik chuckled, looking at the man chained in the middle of the room with a kind of satisfaction.
There was nothing on the other end of the chains, they were suspended in mid-air, holding up the telepath.
"No, Erik... scientists could only wish those animals looked like you," Xavier shot back with what looked suspiciously like a naughty glint in his eye. Almost idly he reached out into the other man's mind again, pushing another 'pleasure button' as Erik called it. He chuckled when a small strangled moan escaped the usually very controlled master of magnetism. Almost in response, the chains around his wrists and ankles tightened slightly.
"Flattery won't get you anywhere," Magneto choked out, trying to regain some of his composure.
"On the contrary, old friend. One of the first things I learned about you was that flattery will get me almost anywhere." Charles laughed softly, then used his powers to reach out again. He could see Erik's muscles working, his fingers flexing. He knew how much the other man wished to touch him and it was a triumph of Erik's iron will that he didn't.
Not yet, at least.
Even self-control as tight as Erik's would break under the right influences... and through the years Charles had devoted a more than reasonable amount of time on becoming that very influence. He knew which memories to trigger, which sensations to lock... where Erik's fantasies were hidden for anyone but him. Charles knew all of this and was far from afraid to use this knowledge to his advantage.
This time the initial response didn't consist of words, but another movement of the chains and by extension Charles' body, the metal guiding him through the air until he was in front of Erik as if he were standing. Then the words came.
"Do you really think so?" Magneto sounded more bemused than anything, like someone entering an argument he knew he'd lose for the sheer joy of having it. Not an act people would commonly associate with the great Magneto, but then again... their relationship was anything but common.
"Oh no, my dear old friend, I know so." Charles smiled, his soft gaze settling on Erik's hard eyes until they softened in response.
"Fine then, prove it!" The words were almost a growl and the chains dropped from Charles' arms and legs. He didn't get a chance to fall. Erik's strong arms caught him and his mouth was instantly captured in a hungry kiss.
"Professor Xavier, professor Lehnsherr.... OH MY GOD!" Jubilation Lee had opened the door to the office and was gaping like a fish out of water for a few seconds before running off, shouting something about old men sex and her eyes. Not a moment after a small, hairy Canadian stuck his head around the corner.
"For God's sake, Chuck..." Logan mumbled, slamming the door shut again.
