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[balancingminds]

The compartment isn't as elegant as the ones in Europe but it will do and Charles has found them a comfortable one to get north.

There's space enough for them both to stretch out and since its not a heavy time, they have a measure of privacy, and the club car's not far away.

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[balancingminds]

Charles leans his hand against his cheek and listens,

"Oh, they're thinking more of you. I look too square though there's at least one speculation that I'm probably rich and possibly nice. Apparently the one in polka dots is wondering about my lips as she would like to kiss them. The woman in green would like to climb you. Apparently she's a dancer and rather flexible."

[markedformore]

Erik raises his brow, peering out the window as if he's actually giving thought to serving as a tree to some woman's legs, but he dismisses it easily enough, turning his attention back to Charles. "Well, a shame for them my attention is already captivated, isn't it?"

[balancingminds]

The woman in green smiles at him as her friends smile as Charles grins,

"Yes, though I do agree with her sentiment."

[markedformore]

It's enough to catch Erik's attention, drawing it back from the women. "You mean to say you think of mounting me like a tree?" he muses, rather interested in the visual that plays in his mind. "Let's never say you don't have excellent ideas, Charles."

[balancingminds]

"Mounting is an odd word, but, yes something like that,"

While taking a sip of his beer, he projects an image of him pressing Erik against a wall with a kiss, climbing him.

[markedformore]

Reluctant as Erik is to give up control, Charles does paint quite the lovely picture into his mouth and he makes an assessing noise of mild delight, nodding his head as he drinks. "I believe such a thing could be arranged. Later, of course, after our work."

[balancingminds]

"Something to look forward to,"

The noise Erik makes is even more than Charles was hoping for and he looks smug.

[markedformore]

He's more than happy to indulge, but the work of furthering their cause will always come first. "In this hotel that you've rented for us," he says. "Which begs the question; have you made provisions for a second if we are successful tonight?"

[balancingminds]

"Yes, I have, three rooms reserved with a late check-in to allow for her unusual working hours,"

He's tried to cover every eventuality.

[markedformore]

"Three?" Erik echoes, pressing his lips together and wondering whether he had been too quick to assume that Charles would want to spend the evening together. "Well, then, I'm sure she'll be pleased to hear how thoughtful you were."

[balancingminds]

Charles thinks at Erik as he takes a sip of his drink.

Three, because it will cause fewer questions. Once upstairs, we'll be fine but this will keep us safe.

[markedformore]

The point is taken and Erik nods his head in deference, remembering now that Charles cares what other people think, where to Erik, it is merely something he flicks away easily. "Well," he remarks aloud. "Then you had best hope you do well tonight, or I might feel inclined to sleep alone."

[balancingminds]

He raises an eyebrow at Erik's thoughts.

Its not what other people think, its more that I have no desire to spend time in jail. People aren't as relaxed here as they are in Europe.

"I hope you don't feel like that as I expect to have fun tonight."

[markedformore]

Erik hardly cares what anyone thinks. "People can do whatever they like, but I'll make them think twice about questioning me," Erik says calmly, folding his hands in his lap once the beer is on the tray before him. "I would like to see them try and arrest me."

[balancingminds]

"Yes, I know you will and would be impressive to watch. I know you move but I don't think there will be a need for that,"

Erik's love of violence is going to end badly someday, because violence is hard to control.

[markedformore]

Erik gives a sound that says it will remain to be seen, finishing off his beer and reclining back on the seat, trying to shake the tension loose that still resonates of being on a train. "I much prefer to fly or drive, you know. For next time."

[balancingminds]

"I'll remember that,"

He takes the last sips of his beer and shifts so his leg is just nudging Erik's.

[markedformore]

The simplicity of the touch stuns Erik with how comforting it is and he closes his eyes, focusing on that rather than his memories. It also makes him wish they were not in public at the moment. "How long until we're there?"

[balancingminds]

Charles closes his eyes to listen to the stops as he moves his foot up and down Erik's ankle,

"We're passing through Wilmington, we'll stop at Philadelphia, Trenton and Newark before New York. Its about three more hours, less if the track is fast."

[markedformore]

Erik stands and closes the door to their compartment so that they have some privacy, standing and blocking the window with his body. "Well, three hours is a very long time," he says. "And unless there are any mutants on the train to recruit, there's little to fill our time. Perhaps a nap?"

[balancingminds]

"It is, yes, lots of time,"

He loves that smile of Erik's and smiles up at him.

[markedformore]

"Do you think you might be able to use your powers and suggest that no one pays much attention to our compartment?" Erik wonders, still standing at the door.

[balancingminds]

"Yes, that's easy enough to manage,"

It takes a bit of concentration but not much to suggest that conductors and passengers pass by the compartment.

[markedformore]

Erik glances out the window, waving for a moment to test Charles' success. When he finds it's been done properly, his grin widens into something predatorial as he advances, perching on the edge of his seat as he slides his fingers up the inseam of Charles' trousers.

[balancingminds]

He gasps with pleased surprise at the touch and the look on Erik's face,

"You look like you're going to devour me."