[XMFC] Learning to adapt

[guideshapelead]

After dinner is fast becoming Charles' favourite time of day. None of the children hang around long, preferring to disappear to their rooms or out into the grounds together. Almost always, he finds himself alone with Erik in the drawing room, lying together with a cup of tea. There are few things more relaxing, more blissful.

Tonight is no exception, Charles lying happily in Erik's arms on the sofa. He's not had a seizure for over a week, he's well fed, he's just about finished his evening cup of tea and he's comfortable with the man he loves. What could be more perfect?

Stretching for the side table when his mug is empty, Charles places the porcelain down and shifts himself closer into Erik's arms, sighing contentedly.

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[guideshapelead]

"Really?" Charles taps his fingers lightly against his temple.

//I'm not a very patient person//

[diecastking]

Erik's hand hovers over the next button.

//I dare you//

His heart beats faster with anticipation - and an edge of fear. He's never been good at giving up control, but he trusts Charles with his life.

[guideshapelead]

//Really?// Charles checks, wanting to be sure he's understood correctly. Teasing is one thing... he's always promised his loved ones that he won't read their minds or control their thoughts without explicit permission.

[diecastking]

Erik sighs and moves his hand to do up one button.

"Well, if you're not interested..."

//Please, Charles//

[guideshapelead]

//Take off your shirt and give me a kiss// Charles demands, unable to keep the smile from his face at the level of trust Erik is showing him.

[diecastking]

The desire explodes through his mind and, before he can blink, he's ripped off his shirt and leapt across the bed, seizing hold of Charles and kissing him deeply.

[guideshapelead]

Charles is surprised by the strength with which Erik responds to his command, though he's not complaining as he presses his palms to Erik's cheeks and kisses back.

[diecastking]

As his mind catches up to his enthusiastic body, Erik feels a thrill go through him at the power Charles possesses. He could make him do anything and Erik can't deny that he loves the danger.

"Show me what you can you do," he whispers.

[guideshapelead]

"Do you trust me?" Charles checks, yet again. He's only just realising the strength of his power himself, not expecting to have such control over Erik's mind.

[diecastking]

"You know I do," Erik says, kissing Charles softly. "Just...be careful. I don't want to hurt you."

[guideshapelead]

Charles' fingers are back at his temple before he's had time to nod.

//Get us both naked//

[diecastking]

Again, the command rips through his mind and his power goes to his belt, his shoes, his trouser fly, every fibre of him desperate to obey Charles.

He kicks off his trousers and then dives for Charles, pushing him back and snagging Charles' underwear with his teeth.

[guideshapelead]

Deciding he doesn't particularly like, nor need, this particular pair of underwear, Charles doesn't stop Erik. He doesn't care if the material rips.

//Kiss// he demands again when he's naked.

[diecastking]

Erik can't help but comply, pulling Charles down to the bed and wrapping himself around the man as he kisses him to within an inch of his life.

[guideshapelead]

//Stop// Charles demands a moment later. It's not that he's not enjoying Erik's passion - it's quite clear from the way his body's reacting that he is - but he wants it to be of Erik's own choosing. Not due to his own commands.

//I want you to be yourself// He asks, rather than commands.

[diecastking]

For a moment, everything freezes - but Charles' gentle statement restarts the normal motion of Erik. He takes a breath, coming back to himself, and sighs against Charles' lips.

//My turn//

[guideshapelead]

Relaxing back into the bed, Charles stares up at Erik with large, trusting eyes. Whatever his lover has planned, he trusts him.

[diecastking]

Still entwined in Charles' mind, Erik can feel how much his lover trusts him and knows he'll do anything to avoid letting him down.

Taking the plumpest pillow, Erik edges forward and carefully separates Charles' legs, kneeling between them.

"Ready?"

[guideshapelead]

"Ready," Charles agrees with a nod. He's still not the biggest fan of having his legs moved, but he doesn't complain or comment. He appreciates that there's no other option.

[diecastking]

Erik lifts Charles' right leg at the knee, keeping his other hand at the crease of Charles' hip where he has sensation. He places the first pillow under Charles' knee and slimmer pillows under his thigh and lower leg.

[guideshapelead]

Pushing himself up on his elbows so he can see what's going on, Charles smiles as he sees what Erik's planning.

"Not quite a fort, then."

[diecastking]

"Not quite," Erik agrees, repeating the same with Charles' other leg. "This may be uncomfortable for a moment."

Making sure Charles is braced on his elbows, Erik slides a hand under Charles' back and lifts his pelvis, placing the final pillow in position.

"How's that?"

[guideshapelead]

It feels strange, and a little awkward, but not uncomfortable. Charles supposes he can live with this, especially if it means that they can actually be intimate.

"Alright," he nods, shifting himself slightly to try and get more settled.

[diecastking]

Erik smiles. He'll take "all right"...for now.

He leans down and kisses Charles, pressing his body against him and grinding down against his lover.

[guideshapelead]

The way Erik's elevated the lower half of his body makes Charles feel that much closer to his lover when they grind together. His hands find Erik's hips and hold him there, tight against his own body.