AN: If you haven't seen X-Men Days of Future Past, you may want to omit this chapter. Hope y'all like it~
"I'll go easy on you" Erik smirked at him from over the chessboard as Charles peered up at him in surprise.
"Might finally be a fair fight" he continued before downing his whiskey. Charles shifted and blinked up uncomfortably at him, he felt embarrassed by how those words sounded and how intensely Erik stared at him.
As angry as Charles wanted to be at him he couldn't help but settle at the prospect of playing chess again with Erik here on this plane. He noticed Logan in the back sleeping, or meditating maybe, the man looked a bit stiff and angry sitting in his seat with his eyes closed.
Midway through the game, Charles downed his last glass of whiskey before excusing himself.
"I need to use the loo" he muttered in an uncomfortable manner as he went to walk past Logan's form. If he paid more attention to his surroundings he would have noticed Erik creeping after him.
Once Charles was in the tiny washroom he began to wash his face, not noticing Erik's presence slinking in.
"It's occupied!" he hissed in irritation as he noticed Erik in the window, looking up from the drying towel. Couldn't he get just a moment away from the man?
"Is it?" Erik asked before quickly looking down at Charles' belt, using his powers he quickly ripped the buckle out and forced the man's fly down.
"Erik! That wasn't an invitation" Charles sputtered indignantly while trying to redo his pants. Erik flung the door shut and shoved him against the left wall, aggressive as ever.
"Just this one time Charles. Then we can go back to saving the world and ignoring our biggest problem. After all, I believe you owe me a little something"
"Actually if memory serves me right, I think you owe me" Charles said through gritted teeth, not backing down as Erik pressed his body against Charles', nose to nose.
"Great. We can owe each other then" Erik exclaimed before crashing his mouth onto Charles who was a bit reluctant and self conscious at first. But God had it been a while since he had such contact.
"You taste like sin" Erik breathed against Charles lips as he kissed him, hands tangling in the man's soft and longer locks. He had found Charles' slight and rugged new beard even a little arousing itself, the soft hair brushing against his cheek.
"W-what the mff hell does sin taste like?" Charles struggled to ask in between Erik's furious lips.
"Tastes like you"
"You…say the corniest things" Charles huffed, blushing deeply as Erik moved down to nibble at his neck.
"I guess you just bring that out of me" Erik chuckled a bit as he ground his erection forward into Charles' semi hard.
"You..you're wrong if you think I'm just going to forgive you for everything.."
"..I thought you forgave me for your legs?" Erik spoke quietly.
"No.. after..that day you came back to attack me"
"Yea well, you shouldn't have stolen my memory" Erik bit back, digging his teeth into Charles' shoulder. He refused to feel guilty about that day above anything else.
"That gives you no right to try and rape me.." Charles looked away as he recounted those bad memories. The drugs had helped him repressed those as well. Erik had been one of the most important thing in his life. All the shit that started that day had further spiraled both of their rationality out of control and only helped to fuel the events of their present situation. They were both to blame for so much of the chaos happening now. And all because of how much they protected themselves with their selfish emotions; and how they chose to act based on the products of their toxic relationship.
Several years ago
"Would you like some tea?"
"..You know why I'm here don't you?"
"I stopped reading your mind a long time ago, Erik."
"Emma showed me something of interest" Erik spoke with a level voice but his eyes betrayed the look of a broken and furious man ready to explode like a volcano at a moment's notice. He walked towards Charles with methodical steps.
"..I see" Charles said calmly as he prepared the tea cups without looking away from his task.
Erik walked calmly towards him, his eyes squared on Charles'.
"You thief"
"What?"
"You're a thief and a liar!" Erik screamed as Charles was knocked off his wheelchair.
"Why would you do that? Why would you do something like that to me!? To me!?" Erik roared as he got on top and took advantage of Charles' surprised state.
Charles looked horrified into Erik's eyes as teardrops splashed onto his face, he ignored the bruising grip Erik had on his face and tried to reach up to take the helmet off but Erik used his powers to pin Charles wrists to the ground with metal off the kitchen chair legs. Charles struggled violently in the grip, and began to avert his eyes from Erik despite the man's fingers digging in and trying to force him to face him. He didn't want to see those eyes. They hurt too much to look at.
"Look at me!"
But Charles refused, he screwed his eyes tightly shut. So Erik put his hands to another use.
"Erik, stop this!" Charles cried in a panic as he looked down to see Erik spreading his immobile legs and pressing himself against Charles' body without kindness.
Erik paused for a moment, nostrils flaring. He looked down at Charles who tried to retain some kind of self composure and dignity, holding back his tears. Erik began to internally fight between his two natures as he looked at what he was about to do to Charles.
"Fuck!" He yelled in frustration. Releasing Charles and walking up to the window as he took his helmet off and ran a furious hand through his hair.
Charles struggled a bit to get himself back on to his wheelchair.
"Erik..I'm.. I swear I'll never go inside your head again."
"Don't you get that you're always inside my head!?" Erik yelled as he turned back to him, the kettle flung across the room and smashed against the wall. Charles gave a heavy sigh as he heard Hank racing down the stairs.
"Is everything alright!?" the boy asked on the middle of the staircase.
"Yes, yes everything's fine Hank! Go back to your lab, Erik's just.. being himself"
He could feel Hank's heavy reluctance on those stairs as the boy refused to move, "I'm fine Hank. Leave us be now. Please." Charles called again before Hank slowly retreated back to his study. He was grateful that the other students had gone out today.
"Well that was tempermental.. you destroyed my favourite kettle" Charles sighed as he wheeled into the living room. His mood shifting back to its protective shield.
"If I'm angry it's because of you!.. And don't wheel away from me Charles! And fuck your multiple kettles, your rich. You can afford it." Erik spoke as he followed Charles, not caring about the appeal of heirlooms for the moment.
"Erik… let's just.. be civil here"
"Fine. I want to civilly talk about that night you let me fuck you into my bed before you erased my memory."
"Jesus! It's in the past Erik! I don't want to discuss that right now. God why did you suddenly have to pop up and bring this up now?" Charles groaned as he hid his face in his hand.
"Because I only just found out about it now" Erik spoke heavily as Charles flinched. Erik had traveled all this way by himself, without Azaezel. Charles had assumed Erik found out a while back and only chose to come to him now to use it as some sort of bribery against Charles. He never anticipated how attached Erik would truly feel. He never thought he'd be important enough to Erik to deter him from his goals. And he knew he wasn't, he knew Erik well enough to understand that the man was as possessive of his goals as much as of the things he wanted. No amount of owning Charles would dissuade him from his goals.
"..I have a school to run Erik"
"That has nothing to do with this"
"Yes it does! I know what you're asking of me! I have to think of my students' future"
"What about my future!? If you hadn't done that, everything might have been different!"
"So what? You think that everything that's happened is my fault?"
"No.. I just- I just want.."
Charles started to chuckle
"Oh I see, you wanted another little romp in between decades? hah..well sorry but that's not gonna be much fun without my legs"
"You think I care about that?"
"No I don't. You clearly proved that moments ago. But do you ever care about what I think?" Charles bit back, looking into Erik's eyes.
"We love each other Charles" Erik said shortly after.
"No, we loved each other one time"
"Don't you fucking say that!"
"You seem to conveniently be forgetting everything else that's happened. It was one day Erik! One day! It's not the most important thing in the world!"
"IT IS TO ME!" Erik screamed louder than before. "You took that future away from me.."
Charles looked down guiltily, he hated himself for putting Erik through all this. But he couldn't let this spiral any further. He needed to make this go away. If only Erik hadn't remembered.
Erik clenched his teeth, "you hate me.. don't you?"
"No Erik, I don't-"
"You do! You hate me for so many things. I think what you hate me most for was taking Raven away. But I didn't take her away Charles. She chose me over you. She had a choice, she chose my side.. you let her choose. But me? you played with my like a puppet! Me! How could you do that!? How could you take that choice away from me!?"
Erik roared. The metal in the room shaking.
"Because there was no choice! There couldn't be an us! Don't you understand that you still would have turned against the humans? You still would have hated them, I-"
"So you still continue to choose the humans over me? You still love them more than me?"
Erik gritted his teeth because he understood that what Charles said was true. He had no love for humans and would never be able to. If he and Charles were tethered together so emotionally, while holding such opposing standpoints.. there would have been much bloodshed. He couldn't change himself anymore than Charles could stop empathizing with every mind he touched. He knew that..He understood that. He understood why Charles did what he did. But he just couldn't accept it.
"I just… I just" Charles' vision blurred behind his tears, knowing how much he had fucked up but not seeing any other option.
Erik grabbed Charles' face and smashed his mouth onto his. Why couldn't they stop hurting each other? They were like magnets clacking angrily against each other no matter how much they desired to get away.
"St-" Erik cut Charles off with his mouth but flinched when the man bit into his tongue.
"Just.. STOP! Calm yourself Erik!"
"I AM CALM" Erik roared, Charles looked up, everything metal in the room was floating.
Erik caught his breath before letting it all fall back down with a thunk.
"Um...guys?" called out Hank.
"Go back to your lab!" they both yelled at Hank in unison.
After a heavy pause Erik finally settled to look at Charles again. His form slumping as he kept shifting wildly through his array of emotions.
"I just.. I came here to ask you one thing…Why..why didn't you let me choose?" Erik had to hear him say it, even though he already knew the answer.
"You know why Erik.."
Charles wheeled away.
"Because you are toxic."
Erik watched as Charles retreated, a silent expectation for Erik to leave the mansion now. He stared darkly, the further Charles got away, the darker he felt once more. This time he felt no other emotion but anger as he attacked the man again, throwing him to the ground once more. Just one last time. Just one last time and he'd rid himself of Charles. He snapped the buttons off the man's shirt. Just one last time to feel Charles' against him, and he'd be satisfied for good.
Charles stared at the conviction in his eyes with less fear than before. Erik was going to do it this time, without a doubt. He tore off Charles' shirt as the man just laid on the ground immobile. But Erik froze immediately when he heard the door open and the sound of laughter flooding in.
Tears spilled out the sides of Charles' eyes as he said "this is what I have now, Erik."
Present
"..Well I was interrupted that day wasn't I? And I think that I still deserve a consolation for having my memory breached. Some bonus for abandoning me would also be well deserved."
"You deserve nothing"
"Yet here you are barely fighting back. You must be horny"
"I'm fucking angry is what!"
"Good" Erik rasped darkly. He let his body move freely and melt against Charles' own. It felt so right to sink into Charles' willing flesh.
"And for the record I wasn't going to rape you" groaned Erik as he entered into Charles' ass, grabbing and pulling at the cheeks angrily. When Erik had been able to pull his cock out without the use of his hands, Charles didn't know. But he made the random speculation of realizing Erik had used his own powers to open his own pants as well, his impatience and violent rashness always spoke through his powers. It was a raw quality that Charles both hated and loved about Erik. It was what made them so different. Charles was the mind and Erik was the action.
"Sure seemed like you were going to rape a handicapped man," Charles barked back as he choked a bit on the feeling of Erik breaching his cock inside him after so long. A heavy sigh of pleasure and sense of belonging washed over them both.
"Well I'm not raping you now am I?" Erik spoke fiercely as he thrusted in like a free man.
"J-just…just fuckin shut…just fuck me!" Charles moaned as Erik's pent up energy took a heavy toll on his prostate. He soon became aware of nothing but the pleasure Erik was administering and he allowed his body to greedily soak up every ounce of it.
Charles hadn't noticed all the objects had slid to the side of the wall and were resting there. If Erik hadn't locked him in place against the metal wall he would have noticed an unnatural rotation.
If he wasn't so lost he might have realized that the plane was now flying on its side, vertical wings.
"You know what I kept thinking the whole time I was in that God forsaken prison? How much I regretted not fucking you as many times as I could that day. How I should have just taken what I wanted. And the next thing..I knew..You came..to free me..nf..from that prison." Erik grunted with each thrust.
"Yea well I never wanted to release you" Charles gasped out.
"Too bad. Cause you're doing a perfect job of it now" Erik groaned as they held and slid roughly against each other without a care in the world for anything else. This moment now, this new memory would stay with Erik forever this time.
"Erik! Are you doing this!?" screamed a frantic Hank from the cockpit.
Charles couldn't even register it as he came embarrassingly quick. His cock trapped roughly between both of their sliding torsos as he was milked out onto both of their chests. Erik's abs roughly sliding against his cock, forcing every drop out.
"Aghh!" Charles' vision blacked out for a bit as his last bits of cum strewed out against Erik who hadn't stopped yet. As his vision came back through a slow blur he started to notice the rattling of the plane as his body kept being thrust back and forth in Erik's hold. His body already began to feel sore and his hole felt swollen at still being plundered and rubbed against after such an intense orgasm. The feeling brought him to his senses. He was horrified to see how much the plane was rattling and how loud the screams from the other side of the door now were.
"Erik stop!"
"I'm trying"
"No you're not!" Charles yelled as Erik didn't relent his brutal ramming into Charles' ass.
"Oh my God Erik, please don't kill us!" Charles yelled as he violently clenched his fingers' into Erik's hair.
"You're insane if you think I'm just gonna let you be the only one that comes" Erik whispered in hectic breaths.
"G-God can't you do it without killing us!?" Charles panicked, as his head hit against the wall repeatedly. His ass was opening up impossibly wider for Erik who was mercilessly desecrating every inch of it. He prayed that Erik would come quickly. This was not how he wanted to die before stopping Raven, choking on his saliva.
Erik finally roared his release as the plane began to skyrocket more gracefully into the air before slowly beginning to level out, and he began to fill Charles' ass with a heavy seed. He rocked Charles' onto his shaft as he let himself go, riding the waves as long as he could.
As the plane leveled through Erik's release, he chuckled through his pants against Charles' neck as the smaller man kept gasping in elevated terror and release. Charles would have laughed hilariously at his own expression and dishelved look reflecting him in the mirror but was far too shocked to do anything else but be shocked. Thank God he didn't piss himself.
"I still love you more than anything in this world" Erik rasped.
"JESUS, ERIK!" Hank cried out, followed by a scream from Logan.
"I'M GONNA FUCKIN' KILL THAT FUCKIN' ASSHOLE FUCK"
AN: Because Logan requires two too many fuck curses to translate his terror.
And sorry for such a long delay. I wasn't sure about updating this story, but you lovely guys were very supportive of a new chapter. Thank you!