XMFC/An Announcement

[guideshapelead]

With Scott gathering their friends, Charles heads back indoors with Erik. He's never been more annoyed with the limitations of his chair, wanting to be able to hold Erik's hand, walk pressed against his side. There's nothing intimate about the way he has to roll along at his side.

"What are we going to say?" He asks Erik as they make their way into the drawing room.

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[diecastking]

Erik kisses every revealed inch of skin, pressing a burst of warmth into his lover with every touch.

//I've been waiting to get you alone all day//

[guideshapelead]

//You had me alone this morning// Charles can't help but point out with a smile //For far longer than you normally do//

[diecastking]

//I didn't hear you complaining// Erik grins against Charles' chest, blowing lightly against his skin.

//Tomorrow, I might take the day off//

[guideshapelead]

Charles' fingers find Erik's hair, gripping gently, holding him close.

//Am I allowed to do the same?//

[diecastking]

//We'll have to ask the headmaster. I hear he's a hard man. Ruthless. Relentless//

Erik kisses a line down Charles' torso, nipping at Charles' hipbone.

[guideshapelead]

"Ah, Erik!" Charles gasps, somewhere between amused and turned on.

//The headmaster isn't sure he can have a day off if his deputy has already taken the same day//

[diecastking]

Erik kisses a line between Charles' hips, undoing Charles' flies slowly.

//Sounds like a sex-deprived workaholic. Maybe I can persuade him//

[guideshapelead]

//I think you should// Charles agrees, fingers still slowly stroking through Erik's hair.

//He needs to loosen up a bit//

[diecastking]

Erik licks the top of Charles' thigh, at the very edge of his sensation - where Erik knows he's exquisitely sensitive.

//He's looking very tense right now...//

[guideshapelead]

Charles gasps at the sensation, struggling not to cry out. His pleasures spikes over their mental connection, however, making it very clear to Erik just how he's feeling.

[diecastking]

Erik groans as Charles' pleasure rolls over him.

//I feel we've been here before// he grins and sucks Charles' cock.

[guideshapelead]

Charles can't come up with any sort of intelligent response, choosing instead to just groan and rest his hand against the back of Erik's head.

[diecastking]

Erik pulls away and crawls back up his lover.

//Your turn//

[guideshapelead]

There's a spark of annoyance and frustration in Charles' mind as Erik pulls away so suddenly, leaving him hanging. Grabbing at the material of his new fiancé's shirt, he tugs him close and starts to undo the buttons as quickly as he's able.

[diecastking]

Erik can't fail to miss that frustration, but at least Charles is putting the energy to good use.

He likes this shirt, but not as much as he likes Charles destroying it in the name of lust.

[guideshapelead]

Half way through undoing the buttons, Charles gives up, ripping the rest off as he pulls the shirt away from Erik's body. He'll buy his partner a new one if he must.

Grinning at the new expanse of skin exposed to him, he wastes no time in exploring, pressing kisses all over Erik's chest and sides.

[diecastking]

Erik shifts to give Charles better access, running his hands over his lover's bare skin.

He wants to take his time but he also wants his lover now.