XMFC/Where's Scott?

[diecastking]

The fire is roaring in the grate, the drawing room an insulated haven from the chilly expanse of the mansion. Despite Hank and Alex's experiments with capturing Havok power, the old building remains draughty and difficult to warm.

However, Erik is perfectly content. He is sitting on the sofa, Charles sprawled across his lap in a position that would've been completely impossible only a few months ago. He rests his elbow on the arm of the sofa, a book of philosophy open but it's his lover who holds his attention, his hand softly caressing his hair.

Charles has never looked more content, more relaxed. The only sting in the tail is that Erik cannot feel his happiness, one step removed from the intimacy they once shared.

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Legs curled beneath him, his head on Erik's lap, Charles watches the flames dance in the fireplace and sighs happily. Since Hank's new drug, he's not had a single seizure, his legs have regained their old strength, and his mobility has been returned to him. He jogs with Erik in the morning, teaches and leads the school during the day with a renewed vigour, and by night... physically, his love-making with Erik has never been so good. He misses his mutant abilities, of course, but he still sees it as a small price to pay for everything that he has regained.

"Are you reading?" he grins, aware of Erik's eyes on him, and also aware that he hasn't heard a turn of the page for at least five minutes. "Or are you staring at me?"