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Charles is tired and everyone at the Facility is feeling a bit too close. Cerebro is at the point where they can start finding and meeting other mutants which he should be celebrating but he's not ready yet.

Dealing with Javert in Milliways and wondering if everything will come together has left him tired of selling what he believes. He goes up to the roof to watch the sun go down, there's some space up here.

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"That's not all you're doing,"

The can do is harder to answer, because no its far from all that he could do, but there's Iris. Iris who he forgets about when he's with Erik but knows he shouldn't. He wants more than he can ask for.

Erik isn't sure where to take such a comment. He settles for giving a thoughtful hum and studies Charles as though he's the one who has learned to read minds. "In your imagination, yes, perhaps I do more."

His gaze is on his drink which he turns in his hands as there are worry lines as he frowns. Erik's phrase makes him smile though its bitter,

"Yes but that's another sort of intimacy that I can't ask for. You listen and argue and understand."

He looks partly up at Erik, he loves Iris but Erik constantly changes everything whenever they're together.

"The only person who says you can't ask for it is yourself," Erik points out, feeling as though he doesn't like to be accused of restricting Charles from doing anything. "I'm not the one who says you can't."

"No, I didn't say you were, but since I recently went to the Trojan War to find Iris. I don't feel like I can. That doesn't stop me thinking about you and wondering but I feel that its not fair to ask."

Erik scoffs and shakes his head. The rest of the drink is gone quickly and he leans forward, feeling the bite of impulse on his tongue. "You're the only one holding back, Charles," he informs him heatedly. "You're the only one with barriers."

Its easy to match Erik's lean though then he ends up in a place that feels vulnerable but he doesn't mind it, not at all,

"Yes, they are a part of how I work. Would you like to come into my head? You're always welcome there."

"No, Charles," Erik replies calmly, hands folded in his lap as he sets aside his drink. "Why would I encourage myself to run into a wall made up of a woman? You might not think it, but she dominates your mind and your thoughts. I may be welcome, but not where I want to be."

"Why can't you both dominate or share my life, since you do?"

"I don't share, Charles," Erik says with heavy disdain. "And I'm sure she doesn't, either. And you won't do it, either, no matter how much you want to believe you can."

He sighs and hates this before closing that gap and kissing Erik. Its messy and hard but he wants that, no matter what happens he did that. Then pulls away, not far but the shift is there.

He does want more than he should be allowed but he knows that emotions are complicated and Erik understands parts of him Iris doesn't.

It's contrary to everything Erik had been expecting, but then, he's not the one who can read minds. His shock gives way to a moment of profound fear; old habits and pink triangles that linger in his mind before he grabs Charles by that hair of his and pulls him back for a possessive kiss that doesn't dally with anything but an insistent demand.

He can feel the possessiveness, it goes deeper than Erik's hand and his lips and Charles gasps then answers the kiss. It might fall apart in a moment but he can feel Erik and god, he feels good.

Erik pulls away by force when the realisation strikes that he has no idea what Charles' motive behind this is. He gives him a sharp glare and though he's enjoying this immensely, he wants answers. "What was that?" he demands.

"Me without barriers. That's what I want and can't have,"

He did do his best to hold down on his emotions but a part of him just wants more.

Erik rubs his lower lip with his thumb in a consistent stroke, not stopping as he considers Charles. "Yes, but I like that," Erik points out, voice dropped and pedantic. "It's you who doesn't. It's you who has a girlfriend."

"I know and at the moment I wished I didn't, but then you could probably tell that. I need to figure this out, because this is what I do, I talk, I compromise,"

He wants more kisses and more, but he can't, shouldn't have them.

"You weren't doing very much talking with that tongue of yours a moment ago, Charles," Erik calmly reminds him, the beginnings of a smug smile on his lips. He settles back into his chair, leg crossed at the knee.

Charles smiles, he likes that smugness on Erik and to know he caused it,

"Well, I am good at knowing what I can get away with."

"You can read minds, Charles. It's hardly like you're good at it, you peek at the answers," Erik reminds him with a deadpan delivery, shaking his head mildly at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Not with you, not unless you invite me in. You confound me and I want to discover and see what you'll show me,"

Charles' smile doesn't leave, this will create problems but he's wanted to take this step with Erik for too long.

"And yet, isn't that part of why you want me, Charles?" Erik taunts, feeling sure of that much. "I don't let you in so easily and you don't force your way. I'm a mystery when life has been laid out for you so far. I'm not surprised you want me, but I'm sure the moment you get me, it will fall apart."

"Why would it fall apart and why would it be about me getting you? What do you want? I don't know what will happen if we try to find where a we might be. But I also don't want to think of you leaving my life and wondering what I might have done and what might have been."

Edited 2013-10-08 23:48 (UTC)

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