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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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[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.

[markedformore]

Erik does hope that Charles is keeping up his end of the bargain, but he's not sure he cares if he isn't. He's locked the door, melted it shut with his powers, and now takes his time to suck Charles, slow and steady, careful and cautious, hoping that this is something he will never forget.

He feels daring, on their way to a risqué club, and he wishes to lead them into the mood.

[balancingminds]

He is, the world won't see them, the art of concentrating while distracted is something he perfected as a teenager.

Erik's lips are stretching his skills but he will manage as he arches into Erik, trying to keep quiet, his hand in Erik's hair tugging harder as he moans.

[markedformore]

Erik is fastidious and serious and determined now that he's taken to his task. Any teasing has fallen away as he takes joy and delight in how Charles sounds as he brings him off with his mouth, never hesitating or pausing.

[balancingminds]

Charles groans, arching into Erik as he stifles a cry and projects out a feeling of contentment to the train car.

[markedformore]

It sends a shockwave through Erik that he tries to weather, but it's no use. The happiness settles into his bones and he ends up curling closer to Charles, a daring move next in how deep he takes him.

[balancingminds]

"Sorry,"

He hadn't meant to project and adjusts his shields as he strokes Erik's hair.

[markedformore]

Erik doesn't pull away, only makes a vibrating sound that's meant to say he really doesn't overly mind. He slips his hand further back to knead at Charles' balls, only drawing back to draw a sharp, deep breath of air. "Shall I go on?" he asks, voice throaty.

[balancingminds]

That noise is reassuring and Charles relaxes then moans,

"Please, yes, though you might have to carry me off the train."

[markedformore]

"I hardly think I can keep this up for two hours and change," Erik says, vaguely amused before he wraps his lips snugly around Charles' length once more, sucking him deep and sliding with careful slowness, aiming to have him feel everything.

[balancingminds]

"No, my turn next but god, you're making me feel a right idiot,"

All his words seem to be elsewhere as he squeezes the seat cushion.

[markedformore]

Erik leans in again, flattening his tongue, easing back slowly as he hopes to torture Charles with the caution of it all, never giving too much, too fast. He even comes off completely, on his knees, eyeing Charles speculatively. "Any good?" he casually remarks.

[balancingminds]

Charles groans in reply as he clutches Erik's hair and the seat cushion, he needs to retain some manner of thought and control.

[markedformore]

Erik allows Charles the dignity of more attention, sliding his way in and wrapping his lips tightly around his length, sucking now with abandon, refusing to stop until Charles has found pleasure.

[balancingminds]

That's all it takes for him to come, grasping and holding onto his control as he arches into Erik.

[markedformore]

Erik eases back, dabbing the corners of his lips with his tongue when he's thoroughly finished, a cool and faintly impressed look upon his face as he eases his weight back to his heels. When he looks up, he's rather pleased with himself and is sure that it shows. "Well?" he asks, expecting his review, now.

[balancingminds]

Charles watches him and smiles before leaning forward to kiss him, running his hand down Erik's back to enjoy the gorgeous planes of him.

[markedformore]

Erik lets out a happy sigh at the touch of him, only easing back when he's content that he's cleaned the mess from off his lips and he feels suitably confident regarding Charles. "Two hours to go, then? And change?"