Title: Of Unsound Mind (6/?)
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What if Charles had not been as strong in mind as everyone had hoped, Shaws death killing Charles mental strength, meaning Charles can no longer control his telepathy and is afraid of what he could do to harm those whom he loves most.
A/N: Man these Chapters are just popping out like daisies! Ok BIG warning for this one, lots and lots of slash at the end of this chapter I'm sure my followers don't mind it but just in case this is the most detailed sexual chapter so far so just a warning.
I wanted to wait a couple days to post this but I finished it so soon and I really wanted to share with you guys! I really hope you like it, I tried hard!
By the way thank you so much all of you that have been reading and reviewing this Fic, especially those of you that have read my other stories I really appreciate the support! I wouldn't be writing anymore probably without it!
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"Ms Frost." Charles replied, she smirked at him.
"Victor get to your room, now." She demanded softly however her telepathy put the punch of her words in for her. "I'll give you some fun later." She added with a smirk and a twinkle in her eyes, it all came to Charles immediately, Emma must've found a new mate, one much more dangerous than Shaw ever was, much more cruel, Victor growled aroused and eyed the blonde before complying.
"Emma, please, I hadn't meant to get myself into this," Charles begged afraid she was going to do something much worse to him than Victor had planned, she could scrambled his head much worse than it already was and no one would ever know the difference.
"Stay away from Victor, he's mine." She replied
"I don't want him, he came after me." He defended.
Emma eyed him and searched out his brain realizing this was the truth.
"So, this is what happens to a telepath when their brain is linked to someone dying." She replied and closed the door behind her so she could talk with him in private.
Charles dropped his gaze sadly.
"Yes." He replied.
"Well, you deserve it." She replied coldly "Try to stay out of my way, I'll keep an eye on Victor not for you, for me." turning and leaving the room, Charles sat on the bed with a sigh, that was a close one, and it didn't seem like Frost was interested in hurting him, she didn't want to help him that was for sure, but she didn't want to harm him either.
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Day four, that's how long he had been here, he wondered if Erik had come looking for him, of course he meant that they shouldn't be able to find him but he was curious, he had spent every waking moment with the man and hoped that Erik missed him just as much.
Charles tried to remember as much about him as he could, tried to rebuild the image of Erik in his mind, he wanted to burn it forever in his memories, the way he carries himself, his sharp contrasted jaw and gray dangerous gaze.
But above all, Charles loved his brain, loved him from the inside out, wanted to remember the way he rolls his words in his mouth, every word being said with that deep lustful tone, the one that makes Charles' heart skip a beat and his skin heat up.
Charles' head filled with thoughts of the man, he wished he could feel him, taste him, see him, but all he could do is think about him, the man he had left, the man he had to leave in order to protect, Charles allowed his head to lay back on the bed and his eyes to close, allowing tears to fall.
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Charles was sitting at a table alone again in the cafeteria eating the same breakfast he had been forced to eat everyday, Creed entered the cafeteria a half hour after Charles had, he imagine the man must've been with Emma until now, Charles dropped his head nervously as Victor stood next to him and fisted his hands at his sides.
"You've been on my mind, telepath." He growled, Charles hesitated then raised his eyes to look at him and swallowed, he hoped Emma would emerge and protect him again.
"You want to know why I like telepaths?" he asked as he sat across from him, Charles glanced about the room trying to find Emma or anyone to protect him.
"Because, they cant help but project every orgasm, it fills me with this undying glow, its like a drug, a drug I'm addicted too." He added, Charles licked his lips and glanced to meet his eyes, Victor grinned at him.
"You can still project, I wonder how strongly though, Emma's is pretty intense but I've heard about you Xavier, she says your much stronger than her, though she would never admit it to you herself." He added taking a drink of water from the glass in his hand, Charles tried to ignore him.
"I'd rather not talk about this." Charles replied weakly, Victor grinned triumphantly, he liked the way the telepath was squirming in his seat.
"Victor, up now." Emma demanded with a hand on his shoulder, Victor stood and left the table.
"Come on Xavier, your going home." She added a fire in her eyes grabbing him by the arm and dragging him from his seat.
"No, I cant, I cant go home until I can control my telepathy, if you send me back I could hurt someone." He pleaded as she drug him out of the cafeteria into the hallway then slammed him against the wall with a surprising strength.
"Well you sure as hell cant stay here." She demanded.
"Where can I go then?" he asked breathless. "Why do you care if I'm safe."
"I really don't give a damn if your safe, but Victor will hardly even look at me anymore with you around. Its making me crazy." She replied and huffed annoyed.
"But I cant go back."
"What if I could fix you." She replied, Charles stared at her for a moment, and swallowed.
"No, that's impossible." He replied almost too scared to try it, what if it didn't work? He couldn't bare getting his hopes up.
"Its worth a shot." She replied, Charles shook his head for a moment running over the possibility of this.
"Go home after I try to fix you or go home without it." She replied forcefully, she really wanted him out of her hair and out of her boyfriends head.
"Alright." Charles submitted and closed his eyes taking in strained breaths, he was nervous, he had just opened his mind to this woman whom was his enemy just took down any defenses he had left so she could try to fix him.
He could feel her penetrate his brain, feel her rummage around in his memories organizing cleaning up and deleting unnecessary hurts and pointless confusion, it was like she had run through his head with a broom and dust pan and swept up all the clouds and confusion, bringing to light what he held precious and what he held horrible, arranged his memories in the order they belonged, straightened bent thought patterns and brought focus back in the front of his mind.
When her presence retreated he let out the breath he had been holding, he blinked a few times as Emma stared back at him, just as hopeful, she really wanted to get rid of this nuisance
"Well?" she whispered. "How do you feel?" she asked and looked into his eyes to check if they were dilating.
"I, I don't know." He replied and glanced about the room, it was quiet too quiet he didn't hear anything he didn't want to, could only hear his heart pounding in his ears and his own thoughts, for a moment he thought she may had taken his telepathy all together, but soon realized he could focus again, could keep his thoughts inside his skull, he grinned maybe a little to happily before reaching into her mind to see if he still could.
Nuisance, little red-lipped twerp, read my mind already and get the hell out of here.
Charles only laughed at her thoughts, she had realized he was reading her mind and said that on purpose.
"You did it Emma, perhaps her have a bright future in this occupation." He replied smiling a little too much.
"Now that you feel bright as sun shine, would you be so kind as to politely leave me the fuck alone?" she replied Charles nodded enthusiastically.
Emma taking him by the elbow and drug him to the front desk where she signed his release papers, and gave him his bag of cloths, he smiled and left the building with one last shove of Emma out of the front doors, Charles looked at the world around him, his perspective had changed, bright and hopeful like it had been.
He felt like he could take on the whole world.
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Erik had drunk himself sick again, this was his second time to throw up and it was only 10 in the morning, he never thought he would become an alcoholic, he wasn't an alcoholic he told himself as he washed his mouth out in the bathroom sink then stared at himself in the mirror as he gripped the porcelain in his hands for balance.
He was wretched looking, skin flushed and sweaty eyes bloodshot and a fairly out grown beard on his usually so clean shaven face.
Erik forced himself to stand straight and dry his face with a towel.
He found himself out on the lawn walking to the end of the driveway to get the mail from the mailbox, he glanced over the letters all addressed to Charles Xavier, Erik bit back a sound of sadness as his eyes stung with unshed tears, he wiped his eyes swiftly then leant against the brick box and shuttered not trying to stop the tears that fell.
Only when he heard the sound of a car engine behind him did he stand up straight to look at a taxi parking on the sidewalk, Erik's mouth dropped open and the letters in his fingers fell into the dirt on the ground.
Charles opened the back door of the cab and stood just staring at Erik for a few moments, Erik couldn't believe his eyes.
His breath deepened and he took careful steps towards the cab.
"Charles." He said quietly, Charles smiled before dropping all of his belongings in the dirt and running to land in his arms head to his chest.
Erik held him so tightly he thought perhaps he would break him but never let him go, Charles sobbed into his shirt, not tears of sorrow, not tears of fear, but tears of relief, tears of joy, he was home, he was whole, he was unbroken.
It wasn't until the cab driver honked the horn impatiently that they separated, Charles grinned up at him before turning to the cab driver and paying him and picking his stuff off the ground, Erik followed behind him and stood behind him quietly as the cab driver sped off, Erik set a hand on his elbow and turned him around to look at him.
Charles smiled up at him.
"I'm home." He said quietly, Erik took the bag from his hand and dropped it once again on the ground before both hands cupped Charles' face then their lips crashed together, Charles moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around the metal benders waist.
Erik buried himself in the telepath, he could stay like this forever, his lips against him, mind softly caressed by Charles' the air was clear no cloud of confusion, no fussing voices, nothing demanding Charles' attention except Erik's lips.
Only parting to take a breath Erik stared down at him, Charles blushed and buried his face on Erik's shoulder
"If you ever run off like that again, I'll find and kill you." Erik lovingly threatened, Charles giggled into him.
"Erik, take me to our room, stay with me, just be with me, protect me." Charles begged tugging on Erik's shirt.
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Charles was soaking in the large tub in the bathroom his head tilted back and a smile of satisfaction on his face, he was so happy to be home and to be whole, Erik had finished shaving then stood in the doorway staring down at the naked telepath only covered by bubbles, Charles hadn't noticed.
Erik smiled softly at him, all he wanted to do was get this delicate man in his bed and in his arms.
Charles' eyes fluttered open then he turned to look up at Erik's adoring gaze.
"I'm not going to run away, or go crazy if that's why your watching me." Charles teased, Erik smirked his eyes traveling over his body accidentally, he hadn't meant to stare like some kind of pervert, but he was scared if he closed his eyes he would disappear.
"I know you wont." He replied softly, Charles blushed but was satisfied with the reply.
"I'll make it quick." Charles replied and went to sit up standing in the tub completely naked Erik felt something twist in the pit of his stomach so violently it made him jolt to stand straighter, Charles reached for the towel hanging next to him when Erik reached and ripped it to place it out of reach.
Charles' breath caught in his chest as he looked over his shoulder at Erik whom was now standing mere inches away.
Erik's fingertips moved up to brush against the pale wet skin above Charles' bum, Erik leaning down to lay a kiss between his shoulder blades, Charles gasped head falling back, Erik swiftly pulled away and wrapped the towel around Charles waist then retreated to his bedroom cursing himself under his breath for what he had done.
Charles had been through enough, didn't need him poking around, prodding his too soft skin.
Erik was now digging for his sleep wear a little angrily while Charles dressed in the other room, Charles emerged in his pajamas, Erik looked at him, a face so apologetic it made Charles' heart bleed.
Erik shook his head at himself then pulled his cloths out of the drawer and turned to change in the bathroom when Charles stopped him silently with hands on his chest.
"Erik." He breathed, Erik stared down at him before closing his eyes and dropping his head.
"I am Charles Xavier, I am Erik's friend his best friend, I am Erik's." Charles whispered his brows furrowed saying these words trying to make sure Erik knew he remembered, remembered it all, he hadn't forgotten all Erik had done for him, hadn't forgotten his patience,
Erik cried, sobbed leaning down to rest on Charles' shoulder, Charles wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Erik, I loved you then, I love you now." He whispered into his auburn tresses.
Erik pulled him close. they just stood and held one another for the longest time, allowing the feelings they had spent so long hiding and trying to control seep into the other, allowing all the pint up fears and worries leak out to never return, Charles was healed, Charles was himself again, they could be together.
Now it was up to Charles, whatever Charles chose, Erik would accept, the time had come for this decision
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Charles had curled under the covers of their bed waiting for Erik whom had finally gone to change cloths, Erik came back into the room only after a few minutes then climbed into bed next to Charles.
After a long drawn and heavy silence Erik finally found the words he had been looking for,
"I never stopped looking for you." Erik confessed staring at the ceiling too afraid to make eye contact.
"I know you didn't." Charles replied, "I thought about you everyday." Charles said and closed his eyes he never wanted to leave but he couldn't live with himself had he hurt one of them.
"I'm sorry I put you through all of this." Erik replied and closed his eyes locking in tears that threatened to fall, he was cornered by guilt, imprisoned.
Erik sighed heavy and turned his head to lock eyes with the telepath laying next to him, Charles stared back at him eyes traveling the metal benders sharp features, Erik's stormy gray eyes traveled down to look wantonly at his red full lips,
Charles waited a moment until he could not wait any longer then moved closer, silently climbing atop of him and looked him square in the eye.
Erik swallowed hard as he stared up at him.
Charles wordlessly bent down to kiss his forehead, Erik let out a sigh of relief, Charles wrapped his arms tightly around him and kissed his cheek and jaw and nose, then moved to kiss him on the mouth covering his mouth with his own.
The kiss somehow so innocent it burned, Erik raised his arms to wrap around his waist as Charles molested his mouth with his tongue, Erik opened his teeth to allow him in, Erik moaned into him, he had never felt so perfect, never felt so forgiven, never felt so adored.
Charles moved down to kiss his jaw then a line to his ear then neck, Erik gasped head tilting back as Charles sucked on his Adams apple, Erik's heart began to pound in his ears, Charles softly felt his stomach and chest through his shirt.
Charles finally pulled back just enough to pull it over Erik's head, which Erik leant up just enough to allow it, Charles immediately leaning down to cover a nipple with his warm wet mouth.
Erik groaned as his tongue pushed against his tan skin and teeth nipped at the hardening bud, Erik keened and arched his back into him.
Charles moving to treat the other in its likeness.
Erik felt that twisting in his stomach again, muscles constricting to respond to this intimacy he had too long been waiting for.
Charles grunted as he felt Erik growing harder against his stomach, Charles moved down to pull Erik's sweatpants down with delicate fingers, Erik's breathing was fast and short.
Charles tugged his pants off finding he wasn't wearing any under wear, Charles kissed his stomach above the patch of curly blonde hair before moving down to kiss where Erik's leg met his hips.
Erik groaned and arched his back legs spreading Charles running his lips down his leg before nudging his face in the soft hair next to Erik's member, Charles was as much a polite and caring love maker as Erik had ever expected, Charles breathed him in before flicking his tongue out and licking the head of his shaft with delicate precision.
Erik leaned up and grabbed Charles by the hair pulling him up to kiss him and land on his chest.
"Not like that." He pleaded in a whisper, Charles eyes sparkled down at him. "Its time for you to make a decision Charles, do you still want me?" Erik asked voice gruff and heavy laden, his eyes begging for a yes. Charles ran two fingers over his lips smiling a little too brightly.
"More than ever." He admitted, Erik's heart filled with warmth, as the ice thawed and it began to beat once again flesh and blood not metal and oil, gears and chains.
Charles bent down to kiss him Erik running his hands down his clothed back, then around to his chest palms pushing Charles away to remove his pajama shirt pulling it over his head too eager to fuss with the buttons.
Then leant up to suck on Charles collarbone, Charles threw his head back as Erik's lips did things only the devil could teach.
Charles moaned his hands moving to run over soft cooled by the air flesh.
Erik carefully turned them over to land on top, Charles legs parting to wrap around his waist,
Erik ground down into him with such passion and selflessness it hurt.
Charles gasped hands moving to Erik's face.
Pulling their lips together once again, Erik's hands moved to take Charles' pajamas off, Charles lifting his hips just enough for them to slip down his well rounded bum.
legs rising up in the air as the silk fabric brushed over his legs and off falling in a heap on the floor, Erik bringing Charles legs to rest on a shoulder laying kisses done the milky flesh, Charles couldn't help but smile at Erik's gentle attention.
Erik carefully separated his legs to land on either side of his neck kissing down the inside of one thigh as the other leg fell from his shoulder to bend by his side, Erik leaning down so Charles was split in half one leg pointed in the air, the other rising to wrap lazily around his waist members sliding together against one another.
Charles gasped and gripped Erik's arms, Erik grinding into him seeking for friction to ease this thrumming feeling pounding through his veins and down between his legs, Charles moaned eyes sliding shut.
Erik clasped Charles' pale soft flesh of his thigh between his teeth as he humped into him, Charles moaned and pushed his hips up, Erik's skin beginning to shine with a sheen of sweat, Charles red tongue sneaking out to lick his obscenely red swollen mouth, Erik growled against his flesh his tongue sneaking out to lave at the bite mark he had just made, Charles heaved in a breath.
"St-stop." He stuttered, Erik shivered with desire before he slowed down to stop, moving back heavy breaths on Charles nose and perky lips, Charles bit his bottom lip before adding. "In me, I want you in me." He breathed, Erik grunted silently moving his fingers to push into Charles' parted lips, Charles grunted before he sucked and laved them with his tongue, Erik deemed them ready and slid them down between his legs and went to seek out his entrance, eyes locked Erik half smiled when he found it.
Charles bit his bottom lip in preparation, Erik pushed a wet finger inside carefully.
Charles grunted but did not protest, Erik pushing in further, Charles' breath catching and his eyes slamming shut with a shiver, but he urged Erik on despite the sting, he had waited long enough, wanted Erik more than anything or anyone.
Charles wanted to seal their relationship after tonight they could never be just friends.
Once Erik had entered him and Charles' pain soon turned to pleasure it was all downhill from here, they had done it, Erik thrusting in him deeper each time but never with more force, now that they were connected Charles' leg was let loose from his shoulder to drape high around Erik's back under his arm granting Erik to be closer to him, chests sliding together.
Their lips continually interlocked only separating to rest on cheeks to take breaths, Erik had, had sex many times in his life, but he had never made love with Charles Xavier and he planned on making it last as long as possible, Charles didn't seem to mind.
The clock struck nearly an hour when Charles finally came after too many almost orgasms that had been slowed to last longer, only pushed to completion by Erik sliding inside him, Charles moaned into his orgasm but didn't without pulling Erik's lips into his, he wanted Erik to swallow all of his noises, feel this with him, he filled Erik's mind with his orgasm, that mixed with Charles tightening around him brought Erik to completion right after.
Charles relaxed his legs falling to rest around low on Erik's back.
Charles breathed on him mouth agape with hot heavy breaths, Erik's eyes closed contentedly.
"I love you, Erik." Charles whispered into the ear that hovered over his lips, Erik smiled into him.
"I love you." He replied and kissed the telepath from hairline to chin, and back up, Charles accepted each loving caress hoping they would never end, wishing they would never end.
Charles knew he loved him, since the day he woke up wrapped in his arms, but hearing him say it meant everything.
Erik went to pull away, Charles pulling him back.
"Stay, inside me, on me, just stay." Charles begged.
He had finally gotten what he wanted for so long, Erik, his patience had paid off, he didn't have to hide it anymore, didn't have to feel guilty for his thoughts or feelings, Erik was his now, and he was Erik's.
In truth there was nowhere else Erik would rather be until the end of his days.
He stayed there as requested and stayed in their bed every night from here on.
He hadn't spent 6 months trying to save this man to leave him now, he always loved him, always would. Till end of time.
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