He couldn't look at him just yet, but before he could think, they were falling against the bed. The older man just stared at him, both in silence as questions built in the air around them.
"This… is more than we think it isn't it?" Erik was staring deeply at Charles now.
The wall Erik carefully controlled shifted and Charles could hear… feel his thoughts.
So Beautiful…
Charles could feel the tug of Erik's mind on his own and he could tell he was putting up a resistance. Erik's hands were fixing the crooked waistband and then he smoothed it over with his thumbs. Charles couldn't feel it, but he knew it was happening. That didn't make him any less nervous, in fact it have amplified it.
Before Charles could say anything, Erik leaned in…
His lips were soft and yet they managed to crush against Charles' own.
"Mmff…" Charles mewled into the kiss, everything else dropping away and liquefying into nothing but thoughts of his best friend.
Erik pressed his tongue against Charles' lips. The telepath gave in easily and returned the kiss with just as much effort. Charles' hands clenched the back of Erik's head and his fingers threaded trough Erik's wave of brown hair that always seemed to hold the color of fire at times.
Erik POV
Erik growled into the kiss once he felt Charles pull his hair back, mixing pain with pleasure.
It was a cocktail combination that Erik couldn't resist nor deny.
"God… Charles." He breathed heavily against his friend's cheek.
"I… I can't…" Erik looked away from Charles' face,
"I just can't." He leaned off of the telepath with regret pooling in his mind.
"Why not Erik?" Charles' voice rose and he struggled to pull himself to meet Erik's eye level.
"B… because it couldn't go as far as…" He stopped short as Charles absorbed what he was trying to say.
"Erik… get back here… now." Charles tone darkened slightly as he ordered him over.
He knew Erik would never ignore him, no matter the cost.
Erik sat back down on the corner of the back and leaned against Charles' shoulder.
"I'm sorry my friend." Charles whispered to him.
Erik flinched as he heard those words.
They were just friends, then what the hell was that?
Erik stiffened as Charles' presence pressed against the mental shields of his mind.
"We are still friends…" Charles answered.
"Or lovers?" Erik turned to him in question.
"I… I don't know if you could still stay after…this." Charles looked down at his legs in disappointment.
"You know that doesn't bother me Charles." Erik argued.
"Really?" It wasn't a question once Charles snatched up Erik's hand and placed it in his lap.
He could see the hurt in Erik's eyes once he did this, but he needed to get his point across.
Erik remained silent.
"Say something!" Charles shouted at him.
Erik stayed silent, but silent tears slid down his cheeks.
Charles was still infuriated, but this was the first time he'd ever seen Erik laid out this bare for him to see. Charles' hand lashed out and he snatched Erik's face with both hands, pressing his forehead to Erik's and forced his mind into the darkest dimensions of the metal manipulator's mind.
Erik screamed.
But Charles was slapped in the face with an unbearable truth…
Erik loved him far beyond any friendship.
Every time Charles talked with him, played chess with him, Erik was constantly aware of him. The way his cardigan slipped past his shoulder and staring at the delicate pale skin that teased his eyes, the night they met and Erik would've taken him against the boat while keeping them both against it with his power, knocking over chess pieces and feeling the young professor's body as he smiled and declared a checkmate.
Smokey clouds billowed around every image that burned into Charles' memory. Erik's presence pushed firmly against Charles' own. Erik's arms wrapped around Charles' as he kissed him roughly. White spilled around them, heat bearing down on them like the sun, then clothes fell away and they were immersed in a sweltering heat.
"Aaahh…" Charles moaned into Erik's body. They stood together and then Erik's hands cupped Charles' rear and then he was lifting him.
"Ah… Erik!" The telepath startled once he legs wrapped around Erik's torso and then their cocks met.
"Erik… I …I can f… feel." Charles stammered.
"I know." Erik grinned, showing all his teeth with the effort. There was no apparent furniture in Erik's mind, but he didn't seem to care and he hoisted Charles onto his hips.
"I… I had no idea how strong you are." Charles admitted, suddenly feeling foolish.
"Shut up Charles." Erik kissed him again and lifted him higher and then Charles could feel Erik's length press against his…
"Oh!" Charles exclaimed.
"Erik… you're bi…" He didn't need to finish his sentence once Erik raised a brow and rolled his hips into Charles'. He watched as the telepath's cheeks burned a bright red.
He leaned in and grazed them across Charles' shoulder and then nipped him at the shoulder. But Erik's other hand went straight down in between Charles' legs and began fisting him in one slick motion.
"F…fuck!" Charles moaned as Erik's relentless strokes drove him … there.
Charles' nails pressed against Erik's back as he fought the tremors that rocked down his spine.
He mewled and felt Erik's hips jut into his own and he felt their cocks slide together and gaining the much needed friction.
"Ah… ahh Erik I'm… I'm com." Charles's legs clamped down hard and Erik's cock pressed into him.
It was Erik's turn to moan…
He growled and fisted the telepath faster, his hand becoming a blur of slick flesh that edged him over the top.
Charles cried out once Erik penetrated him, but it was Charles that caused his body to slide down Erik's shaft. The metal manipulator gritted his teeth and slammed his eyes shut as he felt Charles clamp down on his aching cock.
"Charles!" Erik lifted Charles and then released him, causing him to slowly glide back down on Erik's hardness.
Erik POV
A stream of curses trailed from the telepath's mouth as he lost all functions and jerked against Erik.
Erik's metallic eyes flared as Charles' gripped his shoulders and slammed down.
"Fuck Charles fuck!" Erik groaned and leaned in and bit down into Charles' shoulder. The telepath squeaked and then Erik felt hot liquid seep into his skin and it jutted across his chest.
He leaned in and licked it from Charles' chest, causing his face to turn a shade of hot pink.
"Erik… that's gro." Erik leaned in and kissed him hard, this action made Charles realize that the other man was evidently still hard.
"Erik… I love you." Charles whimpered, "I love you… I love you so much." Tears fell down his face as Erik leaned pressed his cheek to his and then his hot tongue slipped over the tear tracks.
But then the white smoke and heat fell away from them and Charles could feel half of him slip away.
"Erik!" Charles' hands grabbed frantically for his friend. He was met with a much colder feeling, the heat and energy his mind projected started to fade away.
