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Title: A Bit of Practice
Fandom: XMFC
Pairing: Charles/Erik
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: rimming, mention of felching
Length: ~2,300 words
Prompt: http://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=16118609#t16118609
Verse: Practice Makes Perfect (aka Erik has a massive cock). First part here: Practice Makes Perfect )
Summary: Erik and Charles take some time to "play chess" once they get back to the CIA complex. At least, that is what the others think.

They are back at the CIA complex after retrieving Alex, and Charles and Erik have not been able to steal any "personal time" since they returned two days ago. Charles has gotten used to Erik's touch in the few days since that first time- to being worshipped by hands and mouth and anything else Erik chooses to bring into play. They haven't "practiced" opening Charles up since that fateful first morning, and Charles sometimes wonders if Erik is teasing him. Because Erik makes Charles orgasm so hard he nearly passes out, and then he simply rubs his massive erection against Charles hip, or leg, or belly, and comes all over him.

It is satisfying, on a base level, to be claimed and possessed so. But Charles wants Erik inside him. Or at least, he wants to try to take Erik inside him. The thought of it is terrifying and thrilling and arousing all at once. Sometimes, Charles wonders how he will survive it, when they finally "go all the way". Erik makes him feel like a giddy teenager all over again.

"Chess?" Erik asks with a smirk during dinner that night, and Charles wonders if the children have any idea what a euphemism that is. He gives into his curiosity, skimming their minds - but they do not seem to think anything amiss. Just Professor Xavier and Mr. Lehnsherr playing chess and debating philosophy and other old boring things, as usual.

If they only knew.

So Charles agrees to a "chess game", and they retire to his room after dinner. Erik has him pinned against the wall the moment the door closes behind them.

"Two days..." Erik murmurs hotly, taking Charles's lips in a breath-stealing kiss. "Two days since I've touched you. Two days too long, baby."

The endearment makes Charles shiver, and he just pulls Erik closer - moaning and gasping into his overwhelming kisses.

"Ready to practice?" Erik questions, a growl in his voice and heated promise in his eyes, and Charles agrees immediately, pulling him to the bed and removing both their clothes along the way.

Charles falls onto his back, nude, splaying his arms and legs in offering. Erik looks down at him, eyes darkened with lust. He pulls a small tube from his pocket before he drops his pants. He is not wearing underwear, and the sight of his bare, hard cock makes Charles whine.

"I know, baby. I know how hard it is going to be for your tiny little hole to take me. But didn't we say we would practice?" Erik coaxes, smirking. He climbs onto the bed, on his knees between Charles's splayed thighs.

"You're so soft," Erik murmurs as he runs his broad hands up and down Charles's inner thighs. "So delicate. I could tear you in half if I wanted to, couldn't I?"

"I trust you," Charles tells him, pressing closer to Erik's touch.

"You really do," the other man marvels, shaking his head with an exasperated smile. "It makes me want to do unspeakable things to you."

Erik grasps Charles's knees and presses them back against his chest, telling him to hold them there. Charles complies, watching with wide eyes as Erik opens the tube and slicks up his fingers.

Erik strokes Charles's cock once, twice, before slipping his fingers down to cup his balls - weighing them in his hand and caressing them lightly. He moves back even further, to press softly against his perineum, causing Charles to shudder and moan.

"Please," he whimpers, bucking his hips and digging his fingers deeper into the skin of his thighs as he struggles to keep his position for Erik. "Please."

Erik just smirks, silently complying. He presses lightly against Charles's hole, tracing the rim and adding just a little pressure, before letting up again. He does this again, and again, and again, until Charles is writhing and whimpering and begging for Erik to fill him, because he feels so empty.

"Do you want my finger inside you, Charles? Do you need me to fill you up?" he asks, a smug smirk pulling at those taunting lips.

"Yes," Charles admits. "Yes. Please. Erik, please!"

"Since you ask so nicely," Erik agrees, and then he slips his finger inside him. He presses in twice, before crooking his finger in a come hither motion.

Fireworks explode behind Charles's eyes, and he lets go of his legs and bucks his hips and makes this humiliating squealing sound he hopes the entire compound doesn't hear.

"Aw, did I find you prostate, sweetheart?" Erik mocks, lightly pressing down against it again just to see the way Charles writhes. "Have all your other lovers been so inept? You act like no one has stroked inside your hot little channel before."

'Considering all my other lovers have been women, I think my response is appropriate,' Charles thinks back at him, too busy gasping for air to bother speaking the words aloud.

Erik's entire body stills, and he looks down at Charles with dark, possessive eyes.

"You've never had a male lover before?" he questions lowly.

Charles just shakes his head, eyes closed, bucking his hips into the suddenly still finger inside of him, wanting it to press down on that spot again.

"Charles!" Erik barks sharply. "You've never had another man fuck you? Never had a cock inside this tight little hole before?"

"No!" Charles moans. "Please. Please touch it again."

Erik smiles wide, a shark's grin - all teeth and menace and...

"Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea the things I am going to do to you."

Charles gasps, squirming into the finger pushing in and out of him, stroking along his inner walls.

"Have you touched yourself like this before?" Erik asks him, slipping a second finger to join the first, crooking them both to torment Charles's sensitive prostate.

"Erik..." Charles whines, snaking a hand down to touch himself, but Erik only bats it away with his free hand. "I need..."

"Tell me the truth, Charles, and I will give you what you want," Erik promises - threatens? - even as he pulls both his fingers from Charles's hole. "Tell me."

"Your tongue..."

"What about my tongue, baby?" Erik questions, adding more lube to his two fingers and coating a third as well.

Charles flushes bright red, embarrassed but wanting those fingers so, so much.

"Your tongue, the other night, was..." he trails off, unsure how to say it.

But yet another shark's grin crosses Erik's face, and Charles knows that Erik knows.

"My tongue was the first thing ever to slip into your hot little hole, baby? Is that what you're trying to say? You took me so well, writhing and begging and pleading for it. I wondered if it was the first time someone fucked you with their tongue, but I never imagined..." Erik murmurs, all arrogance and pride. "No one is ever going to touch you like this again, Charles. I'm going to be your first and last, and I will ruin you for all others."

It is spoken like a threat, but Charles takes it as a promise.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Charles tells him, and is rewarded by three fingers stretching his hole wide - scissoring and thrusting and stroking everywhere but the one spot he needs it.

"You're so pretty like this, Charles. Sweaty and gorgeous and gasping my name," Erik tells him, and then all of that considerable focus is turned toward tormenting his prostate, and those wicked lips are dipping down to envelop the head of his cock, and...

"Erik!" he groans, coming into his lover's mouth and going boneless beneath his hands. Erik slips his fingers from Charles's hole after one last stroke, causing Charles's stretched and oversensitive muscles to clamp down violently.

"Can I?" Erik asks, reaching down to stroke his own cock with some lube.

Charles looks down with wide eyes, and it is so much bigger than three fingers, but...

"Yes," he replies, willing to try.

Charles is pliant and relaxed from his orgasm, but he cannot help his anxiety as Erik caresses his inner thighs, smoothing his hands down to Charles's knees. Erik places them in the crooks of his elbows, opening Charles up for anything Erik might want to do to him.

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you," Erik tells him, gaze dark and serious with promise as he stares into Charles's eyes. "I'll never hurt you."

Charles nods, swallowing heavily and letting the afterglow from his orgasm overtake him just a bit, relaxing in Erik's arms and under his touch. Erik moves him how he wants him, lining them up so the head of Erik's massive cock presses teasingly against Charles's hole.

He slips the head inside, just a bit, and it is so big. Too big.

"Shh," Erik soothes when Charles whines in discomfort, stroking Charles's sides gently, but firm enough not to tickle. "No more than you can take, sweetheart."

He slips in another half-inch maybe, and Charles lets out a pained gasp. It hurts and it is too much and he can't. Erik stops at the noise, looking down at him with a searching gaze. Tears are welling at the corner's of Charles's eyes, and he cannot help the pained grimace from crossing his face. Erik just keeps holding himself completely still, beautifully defined muscles quivering with the effort it takes to keep himself back - keep himself from sliding all the way in, taking his pleasure and tearing Charles apart from the inside out.

Quite literally.

"Touch me," Erik whispers softly. "I won't push any further. Touch me."

Charles reaches down to stroke Erik's erection between their bodies. He clamps his muscles down on the little bit inside, savoring the burn now that he knows there is no threat of more - at least not tonight.

"Good. Good," Erik groans. "Just like that, baby. I need..."

Erik moans, pulling out a little bit and then pressing back in, and Charles just keeps playing with his inner muscles and stroking the parts of Erik's cock not inside him. It is a bit awkward, but Erik seems to enjoy it, staring down at Charles as if he is everything he ever wanted.

"You're so big," Charles whispers. "I feel like I'm stretched wide open, like I couldn't possibly fit another inch of your cock, even though you're barely inside me."

"Fuck, Charles," Erik curses, pulling Charles's legs over his shoulders and leaning down, practically bending him in half. His hips keep pistoning, and though he increases in speed his depth remains fairly constant, pulling out a bit whenever Charles makes a face or a sound that lets him know he's gone too far. "Fuck... I need to..."

Charles twists his wrist, and clamps down once more, and that is all Erik needs - he bites down gently on Charles's nipple, and comes inside him in a warm gush. Charles gasps at the feel of it, of Erik's warm seed coating his insides, claiming him. Erik collapses just to the side of him, sparing Charles most of his weight.

Charles pushes him down flat and cuddles into his side, wrinkling his nose just a bit at the sweat and come cooling on his skin. He can feel it slipping out of his hole, trickling wetly between his thighs. He clenches a bit, because he wants to keep it inside of him.

"You alright?" Erik asks, bringing a hand up to stroke his hip soothingly. "Let me see."

He coaxes Charles onto his stomach, and Charles acquiesces with a sigh. Erik slips his hands down to his bum, and spreads the cheeks open to look at his hole. Charles squirms a bit, feeling open and vulnerable and… He can still feel Erik's come slipping out of him, and he tightens again, blushing at the sensation and the knowledge of Erik's keen eyes on him.

"No blood," Erik murmurs, lightly stroking his thumb over Charles's hole. It makes him gasp and clench down tighter. "That's good. Are you sore?"

"A bit," Charles admits, looking back at Erik.

"Hmm…" is his lover's reply. "Maybe I should kiss it better."

He dips his head, and licks a broad strip from Charles's perineum to the top of his crack. Charles shudders, letting his head fall back to the bed and clenching his fists in the sheet. Erik just spreads him wider with his hands, lapping lightly around his rim before dipping inside.

"I can taste myself inside you," Erik murmurs softly against his skin, and Charles moans at the vibrations. He's getting hard again… how is he getting hard again already?

Erik is definitely going to be the death of him.

"I wish you could see yourself, sweetheart," Erik continues. "All open and wet with my come. Just wait until I can slip all the way inside you, and plant my seed deep, deep down. You will feel it seeping out for days.

Then he dips his head down once again, and focuses on driving Charles crazy with his tongue. A strong hand slips around, stroking his cock once, twice…

It is all over, and Charles shudders, coming across Erik's hand and the sheets with a weak moan. He can't move, he's boneless and sweaty and in the wet spot, but he can't move.

"Good?" Erik asks, his voice smug. Charles looks over his shoulder to give him the evil eye, not bothering to respond past that. Erik is licking his lips, grinning at him in satisfaction. "Come now, to the bathroom. I'm not letting you fall asleep like this. You will be unbearably uncomfortable in the morning."

Erik helps Charles into the bathroom, concern overcoming his smugness when Charles winces in discomfort and limps just a bit.

"I'm fine," Charles pouts, as Erik runs the bath at just the perfect temperature and helps him in.

"Humor me," Erik responds, before softly brushing his hair back from his face. "Enjoy yourself for a while, and don't fall asleep and drown. I'm going to change the sheets."

Really, Charles cannot ask for a more perfect lover - he gives mind-blowing orgasms and he makes sure no one has to sleep in the wet spot.
Next Part: ( Yet More Practice )

Date: 2011-10-05 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ariadnechan.livejournal.com
very hot!!
but poor Charles with so big Erik i hope he can walk properly tomorrow and no one can put one and one together :) or better, they must take a trip for somedays!!

Date: 2011-10-05 01:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks for commenting. The next part should be up soon, hopefully.

Date: 2011-10-05 01:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] avictoriangirl
GUH. GUH I say. *fans self* Can't wait for more! ;)

Date: 2011-10-05 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks for commenting. :D

Next part is already written - just needs to be edited a bit. Should hopefully be up later this week.

Date: 2011-10-05 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] disbelief11.livejournal.com
I think you are going to kill me, in the best way possible. Ok, the second best way because the BEST best way this would kill me would be seeing this happen in person. Hm, perhaps third best way because maybe the second best way would be watching it happen on-screen.

Whatever way, you are killing me with the hotness. Killing. Me. I feel all squirmy in my work chair right now, much like Charles must when Erik is teasing him.

Date: 2011-10-05 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks for commenting! The next part should be up in a couple days. ^^

Date: 2011-10-05 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bemblebee.livejournal.com
This is SO hot, and hilarious and brilliant. And did I mention hot? I'm going to be selfish, and hope that our poor boys have to continue practicing indefinitely...

Date: 2011-10-05 01:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks! And yeah, the way the next part is going, it does seem like this is going to be the series that never ends...

Next part should be up soon. :D

Date: 2011-10-05 03:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bookwormoo.livejournal.com
ugh, this is so hot! I love how you don't have them rushing into every thing at once, how they're taking it slow... especially since that will make every thing even hotter the next time!! :) Wonderful!!

Date: 2011-10-05 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks for commenting! More will be posted soon. ^^

Date: 2011-10-08 09:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nudeonthemoon.livejournal.com
ahhh just came died
Edited Date: 2011-10-08 09:55 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-10-09 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putigress2012.livejournal.com
Thanks for commenting!

Date: 2011-10-25 02:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipertheharper.livejournal.com
what a fun prompt! i hope your planning on continuing this! well done!


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