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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]

"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."

[markedformore]

"Don't be ridiculous," Erik chides, continuing with his fingers. "That comes later," he says, spreading his own knees wide as he leans in. "I believe there was some talk of mounting?"

[balancingminds]

"I'm not, its the way you smile. Climbing,"

Charles leans forward to kiss Erik as he clutches at the seat, Erik's fingers are making it hard to think.

[markedformore]

Erik kisses back with eager abandon, cupping Charles' jaw to help control the movement as best as he can, leaning forward to deepen it. Three hours is a very long time before they have to begin their work and he plans to take advantage of it.

[balancingminds]

He shifts is other hand to get it into Erik's hair, messing it up as he braces against the other seat.

Its a fairly smooth train but he knows these tracks and they have their bumpy moments.

[markedformore]

Erik lets out a low sound of approval and delight, easing back only to catch his breath before he uses his powers to slide down the zip of Charles' trousers, beginning to move towards the devouring they'd spoken of only moments ago.

[balancingminds]

Again Charles gasps, he's never done this on a train and the feel of Erik's power gives an added thrill. No one's nearby and he strokes Erik's hair.

[markedformore]

Erik smirks as he slides down in between Charles' knees, spreading them a bit wider as he settles on his knees comfortably, drawing Charles' length from his trousers and using one hand to support while he wraps his lips around it, content to be this daring, here.

[balancingminds]

Its incredibly daring and not something Charles would ever dare but Erik brings out aspects of himself he doesn't know.

He groans, his hand tightening in Erik's hair as he tries to not lose himself too much.