XMFC/We'll meet again

[diecastking]

In the end, they hardly needed persuading.

Erik strolled onto the base, broke into Stryker's office and greeted him as he returned from lunch. He explained that the school was under his protection and he was prepared to come to an agreement to avoid more of Stryker's men ending up in the infirmary - or worse.

There would be no more incursions. There would be no experiments. But Erik was prepared to eliminate the last of the Nazi threat from the planet in exchange for Stryker staying the Hell away from his family and the school.

The unspoken threat that Erik could reach Stryker and his son at any time of the day or night helped his cause, no doubt, but Stryker signed the deal without more than a phone call.

Erik would leave for Europe the next day. But, first, he had to say goodbye.

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[diecastking]

Erik repays the favour, kicking his own trousers away as he removes Charles'.

He is silent, in voice and mind, as he looks down at his lover, savouring every inch of skin and searing it into his memory.

[guideshapelead]

//You're quiet// Charles pushes, not liking the silence. He will have enough of that after tomorrow, he does not need it tonight.

[diecastking]

//I want this moment to last forever//

Erik has never been a romantic soul, but he now understands exactly what it means to desire time to stand still.

[guideshapelead]

//It's a long time until morning// Charles points out, hands trailing over Erik's back.

//Let's not despair just yet//

[diecastking]

Erik kisses Charles, burying the pain in sensation, in the feel of their minds and bodies touching in so many intimate places.

//Never despair//

[guideshapelead]

//I love you// Charles thinks.

//So much.//

[diecastking]

//Completely and utterly//

He gently touched Charles' face and kissed him again.

//What do you want?//

[guideshapelead]

//You, Erik// Charles pulled his lover close, kissing him desperately.

//All of you//

[diecastking]

//Anything you want is yours//

Erik's fear and sorrow is turning to burning lust, rolling through his veins.

[guideshapelead]

Reaching down, Charles grasps at Erik's hips, pulling them flush against his own where his sensations are the greatest.

//I want to remember this. Tomorrow night, I want to feel this//

[diecastking]

Erik is extremely turned on by how forward Charles is being, and he wants to see more. He clings to Charles, keeping their hips together as he rubs up against him.

//Yes. Gott, yes.//

[guideshapelead]

Charles groans at the friction between them, arms moving back up Erik's body to hold on tight around his broad back.

"Please, Erik, please..." he mutters out loud, the same two words over and over.

[diecastking]

Erik kisses him, but slower - he wants to make this last as long as possible, though his body wants to fuck Charles immediately, intensely.

"We have all night."

[guideshapelead]

Charles knows that's the truth, but it doesn't stop his desire from mounting with every second he spends pressed against his lover's body.

"I have no patience when you're here, Erik," he admits.

[diecastking]

"We have all night to enjoy each other," Erik says, then grins. "Over and over..."

[guideshapelead]

"Is that a challenge?" Charles grins, though silently he wonders how viable Erik's suggestion is. He tires quickly, and the last thing he wants tonight is a seizure. That would be the worst possible send-off he could give his fiancé.

[diecastking]

Erik feels the spike of concern from his lover and leans in to his ear. "Or I could fuck you slowly, keeping you on the edge for hours..."

[guideshapelead]

"Erik..." Charles moans at the very thought, fingers sprawling out over his lover's bare back.

"Could we... is that possible?"

[diecastking]

Erik loves Charles' innocence, even after all this time.

"Anything, for you."

[guideshapelead]

//All night// Charles thinks, as usual too embarrassed to say such things out loud.

//I want you, all night//

[diecastking]

//Do you trust me?// Erik asks, a collection of shrapnel flying into his outstretched hand, ready to be shaped to his whim.

[guideshapelead]

//Of course// Charles nods, at once.

//You know I do, Erik//

[diecastking]

Erik's fingers stroke Charles to full hardness, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his straining cock, before the metal flows warm from his hand and surrounds the base with a tight cuff.

[guideshapelead]

Charles trusts Erik with everything he has, and he's in no way scared by what his lover's doing. He is, however, baffled.

"What... Erik, what are you doing?"

[diecastking]

"Trust me," Erik repeats, begging, before surrounding his own painfully hard cock with an identical metal band.

The oil is where they always keep it and he pours it into his hand, before massaging it into the defined muscles of Charles' powerful arms.