Charles Xavier (
balancingminds) wrote2014-10-09 06:15 pm
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Time with Jay-after First Class-sort of AU
After the shower, Charles feels relaxed in a way he hasn't in far too long, "We could just stay in here and be lazy. Clothes can wait."
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It's Charles' pleasure he craves, emotional or physical. It doesn't matter to him as long as he knows Charles is enjoying it.
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He's happy and surprised as he sinks into the pleasure and feels how much Jay likes doing this for him.
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There's surprise and joy coming out of him as he feels and realizes how much he's still feeling.
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He kisses lower, exploring the tight muscles of Charles' stomach and teasing his tongue over the shape of his navel. Even as his hands drift lower, onto the swell of Charles' thigh and into areas Charles may not be able to feel, he feeds back everything he feels.
The heat of Charles skin, the texture of the fine hairs under his palm, the firmness and shape of muscle - all of this he feels and offers to Charles to feel.
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Soaking up Jay's emotions and physical feelings gives him more back then he expected and he moans, losing himself to a measure in all of it.
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He grazes a thumb over the crease of Charles' thigh, feeling the soft curls of pubic hair against the edge of his palm. Offering but not pushing. He wants Charles to feel every pleasure possible without feeling uncomfortable. His own desire radiate, pulsing through him and basking in the feel of Charles' mind as well as body.
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He doesn't feel that soft touch but knows Jay is giving it, "I..i don't know how much will work."
This is something he has thought about at odd moments as Jay is handsome and understanding but Charles feels broken.
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{ooc: sorry! Install when a bit sideways very suddenly. Have a great night if you've crashed.}
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Without touching me at all?
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He shares his fantasy - sitting on the other side of the bar from Charles, sending him image after pornography image, sipping his coffee with a smile as he watches Charles breathing quicken.
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Images of Jay on his knees under the table, stroking Charles through his clothes, teasing him to hardness. The look on Charles' face as he tries to keep people from noticing.
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"I have good self-control."
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In his mind he unzips Charles' fly, drawing his cock out to feel the hot skin, the pulse of need. On his knees under the table, Jay rubs his cheek against the velvety head, brushing his lips over the tip. He loves going down on guys, loves the smell and taste, the weight against his lips as he slowly take Charles' cock into his mouth.
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He groans as his body reacts as much as it can and he gets a hand in Jay's hair.
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He groans, his own cock hard against Charles' hip as he visualised his face buried between Charles' thighs under a barroom table.
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Charles whimpers as the sensation of both their pleasures make him have an erection, its not as intense as before but its there. It helps to have the mental connection and he kisses Jay wanting to feel.
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Jay sinks into the kiss, giving Charles everything. The heat of their bodies presses together on the bed, the need throbbing through him, the dizzying intensity of the fantasy.
He shifts so their erections touch and rub, his hips moving slowly to.draw out the sensation of skin on skin.
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Charles moans, trying to arch but he can't and there's a small gasp of pain in the midst of the pleasure.
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