A/N: Sorry this took so long. I was in Memphis for a while and didn't have time to write. I apologize totally. And don't forget that Erik and Ororo have been meeting together for several weeks now. Anyway…You want a story not hear me blab.

"Hello, Erik." Ororo's voice was soft, but there was an edge to it that told Magneto that something was wrong. He opened the door a little wider to allow her entrance into the room. It was a sensible suite; well furnished and rather homely. She gladly took a step inside without a word.

"I had almost forgotten I had told you where I lived." He watched her carefully as she removed her scarf, letting her white hair fall down her back. Tearing his gaze from her, he shut the door. "Not that I mind the company."

"I apologize for barging in on you like this, but…" She trailed off, not sure of how much of the argument she should relay. Erik and she had grown closer over the weeks, but her personal business was her own.

"Something wrong at home?" Erik took her purse and hung it on a hook by the door.

"It is not 'home' right now," she murmured. Then, as if remembering where she was and why she was there, Storm turned sharply on her heel, abruptly facing him.

There was a calming moment of silence as her pure blue eyes peered deeply into his clouded ones- the eyes she had witnessed tell her their darkest secrets. Now within them, she was about to indulge in her own. There were only two steps that separated them and without hesitation she took them. Toe to toe, chest to chest, she reached up and touched the man before her gently on the cheek. At that moment, Ororo changed both of their lives forever. Their first kiss was smooth and gentle, almost tentative. It only lasted for a couple of seconds before Erik pulled away.

"Ororo, are you sure this is what you want?" he asked in a low voice. His eyes raked over her, wanting her more than anything in the world. Magneto would have taken advantage of her; ravishing her without guilt. However, he was no longer just Magneto anymore. She had brought Erik back and it was Erik who stopped her now. "You have no idea what I would love to do to you right now, but-"

"Then do it." There was a rasp in her voice that sent chills down his spine. This time when they kissed, the passion erupted. Neither person held anything back as they remained pressed together in each other's arms. The lust and repressed feelings came flooding through them; controlling them in a way they could have never imagined.

Erik swiftly guided her to his bed, taking care to remove the clothing that separated their bodies. She was compliant to his touch; surrendering her very being to him unselfishly. There was a hunger to her own kisses, but not for the sex; she wanted him and only him. And he was very happy to oblige.

Ororo's tone and athletic body pressed against him. His hands had an expertise that made her shiver with anticipation. Her breath left her every time he caressed her, knowing exactly how to make her moan. She no longer just wanted him- she needed him, needed to feel him around and inside of her. All of her senses were screaming when he finally entered her. His pace turned into her rhythm, taking her away from reality. They made love throughout the night, feeling through each other for the first time in a long time.

The sun crept through the window and Erik groaned when the light woke him. It took him a minute to recall the night's events. Rolling over on his side, he slowly took in the beautiful woman lying next to him. The weather witch was sleeping soundly; the white sheets contrasting strikingly with her dark, bare skin. He reached over, kissing her tenderly on the base of her neck, causing her to shiver with delight.

"Good morning." This was the moment of truth for Erik. Every man has a moment with a woman the next morning- there is a look in her eyes that tells him if she enjoyed the night before, or thought it was a huge mistake.

"Hello, dear." Ororo snuggled up closer to him, letting his wrap his arms around her. She in turn kissed his chest, causing him to sigh in relief. "Is it morning already?"

"The sun seems to think so," he chuckled. They lay quietly for a moment, just enjoying each other's company. "What happened last night?"

"You don't remember?" She propped herself up on his chest, eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"No, that I definitely remember. I meant what happened that made you come?" The last thing he wanted was to push her away, but the question had been weighing on his mind.

"I lost it," she said simply, laying her head back down. "Things got out of hand and I left."

"For good?"

"I told Charles that I was quitting." Erik ran his fingers through her hair, lost in his own thoughts.

"You have to go home, Ororo." She didn't look up at him. "Walking away from your family isn't something you would do. Especially not for an old man like me."

"You didn't seem like an old man last night." He chuckled, but wasn't about to let her change the subject.

"I mean it, Ororo." He placed his hand beneath her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "Don't do something you will regret."

"I don't regret this, Erik," she replied. Storm's mind drifted back to the argument. Everything screamed inside of her that she would never return. But there were faces that were beginning to surface in her mind. Jean, Scott, Kitty, Rogue, Kurt all floated around her brain, followed by the betrayed looks of the New Recruits- especially Bobby and Ray who had helped to rescue her during her time under the control of Apocalypse.

"If you want to stay, you are welcome. However, I don't believe you would be completely happy here, away from your children." Erik knew he had hit home. Pressing his lips into her hair, he took in her scent as she thought.

"I guess you are right."

"I always am, my dear." She shoved him playfully in the chest, the light shining in her eyes. "But I suggest if you head home anytime soon, you might want to shower. Wolverine's nose, I must admit, is quite impressive."

"I guess he would not be entirely pleased to smell you all over me." Ororo rolled over and began to climb out of bed. He watched her naked body walk over to the bathroom.

"Need any help?"

"You wish."