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Kink: Rollenspiele (fürs Team)
Fandom: X-Men:First Class
Charaktere: Sean (Banshee), Raven (Mystique)
Implied Pairings: Erik/Charles, Raven-->Erik, Hank-->Raven, Raven/Erik/Charles, Sean-->Raven, Sean-->?
Titel: Shake it up, baby 2/2
Challenge: Kink: Rollenspiele
Warnungen: Erneut - es passiert alles in Seans Kopf. Vermutlich auch der Daddy kink. Außer die Rollenspiele, das ist aaaall Raven. (Aber man, die Frau ist Mystique. ;P).
Wörter: ~800
Teil 1
“If we were a big happy family”, Sean says dreamily, “Charles would be the nice dad. And Erik obviously would be the strict dad who would send you to bed without dinner.”
And Havok would totally be the annoying brother who never stops bugging him. He can totally imagine that.
Obviously Raven can't. “Would you stop it?! You’re disgusting, you know that, right?”
“Why? It’s true, isn’t it?”
Raven frowns. “I don’t want Charles to be my dad. He’s my brother. I’d go for friend too, you know, but he’s really not my dad, even if he likes to think so. And I definitely don’t want Erik to be my dad.” She sounds appalled and offended and a little bit angry.
“I can’t imagine why.” He snorts, but he doesn’t dare to say more, because Raven is mean when she gets angry and she has claws and teeth and she has no qualms about hitting boys.
He thinks it should be disgusting, because Raven is barely out of her teens and Erik is definitely older than she is. But there’s something about her and Erik… something that’s more than sexual attraction, something Sean can’t quite put his finger on. As if they see each other in a way Charles would never see either of them. Sean’s not sure what to make of it though. Might be something, might be nothing. It’s not his business anyway.
She looks at him through her thick long lashes. “You’re such a sucker, Sean. And a hippie stoner.”
It sounds almost nice. Her pink little tongue darts out and licks across her lips and she smiles her sharp little smile and Sean thinks he’s pretty much doomed.
“You’re kind of hot,” he says without thinking.
“You’re kind of not.”
“Ouch. Hurt the Supersonic’s feelings, why don’t you?” He presses a hand against his chest dramatically.
She smiles knowingly (again he’s reminded of a cat that just got the cream) and raises her joint to her lips lazily.
“Don’t get your panties in a twist. You’re not into me, Sean. You just think you are.”
“Is that right?” He snatches the joint back from her and takes a deep breath before she takes it away from him again. “Oh please enlighten me. Do tell me more about whom I’m into.”
She squints at him and he tries not to feel scared. Her face is so close that he could count the freckles across her nose, if he were inclined to do something like that.
“Let’s see.” She smirks. Joint still between her fingers, she changes in front of her eyes. Her hair becomes straighter and darker and her figure a little bit lighter. Sean blinks.
“This is Moira.” He frowns. “What are you…?”
“Not your type?”
“Yes, no, I mean…I guess. She’s pretty and nice and…”
Raven laughs, Moira’s soft little laugh, and before he can protest she changes again. This time it’s Charles’ gentle face looking at him, but it’s all wrong somehow, especially since it’s wearing a smirk that is pure Raven.
“Come to daddy”, he singsongs in a way that’s really disturbing and makes his skin crawl.
“Stop it”, he says a little more harshly than intended.
It’s Charles, for Christ’s sake. It’s not funny.
“Maybe Hank? Or Erik?” She changes more rapidly, features flickering in and out of focus and changing so fast it becomes a blur. Her body becomes muscular and then lanky, but always firm and inviting, enticing due to the way she shifts on the bed and the way she looks at him.
“Raven…” He starts to feel uncomfortable. "Stop it."
“Maybe you’re into blondes”, she says, wearing her own face again.
“You are a blonde”, he feels inclined to point out, watching the sun painting shadows and swirls on her gold colored hair.
“I’m not the only one.”
Her face morphs into someone familiar, slowly this time as if she’s doing it on purpose, and Sean’s heart almost stops.
“Havok.” He laughs, except it comes out wrong, harsh and breathless. “Very funny. Great joke. Now change back.”
“You sure about that?” Alex asks and raises his eyebrows. “I see the way you look at me, Cassidy.”
“Raven…”
“I know you want me. Of course you do, since I’m basically so good looking I blind people with my beauty.”
“Stop it.”
He smiles. This time it’s pure Havok, all snide and condescending. “Why don’t you ever say my real name, Cassidy?”
His heart skips a beat and he starts to feel sick.
"Stop it, Raven! It's not funny!"
There must've been something in his voice, because Raven instantly changes back.
"Okay," she replies, calmly dragging the joint to her lips. Her eyes rest on his face, but she doesn't say anything else.
Sean swallows and for a second he feels as if there's not enough air to breathe in the whole house.
"I don't even like blondes," he mutters.
Something in Ravens face changes and she looks all soft all of a sudden. "I know. I was just being stupid. Blondes are silly little bitches anyway, right?"
He nods, still feeling pretty shaken up.
Sean still likes Raven the most.
And he doesn't like Alex.
Not even a little.
Not at all.
PS: Sean/Alex? Hell, yeah I ship it. ;P
Charaktere: Sean (Banshee), Raven (Mystique)
Implied Pairings: Erik/Charles, Raven-->Erik, Hank-->Raven, Raven/Erik/Charles, Sean-->Raven, Sean-->?
Titel: Shake it up, baby 2/2
Challenge: Kink: Rollenspiele
Warnungen: Erneut - es passiert alles in Seans Kopf. Vermutlich auch der Daddy kink. Außer die Rollenspiele, das ist aaaall Raven. (Aber man, die Frau ist Mystique. ;P).
Wörter: ~800
Teil 1
“If we were a big happy family”, Sean says dreamily, “Charles would be the nice dad. And Erik obviously would be the strict dad who would send you to bed without dinner.”
And Havok would totally be the annoying brother who never stops bugging him. He can totally imagine that.
Obviously Raven can't. “Would you stop it?! You’re disgusting, you know that, right?”
“Why? It’s true, isn’t it?”
Raven frowns. “I don’t want Charles to be my dad. He’s my brother. I’d go for friend too, you know, but he’s really not my dad, even if he likes to think so. And I definitely don’t want Erik to be my dad.” She sounds appalled and offended and a little bit angry.
“I can’t imagine why.” He snorts, but he doesn’t dare to say more, because Raven is mean when she gets angry and she has claws and teeth and she has no qualms about hitting boys.
He thinks it should be disgusting, because Raven is barely out of her teens and Erik is definitely older than she is. But there’s something about her and Erik… something that’s more than sexual attraction, something Sean can’t quite put his finger on. As if they see each other in a way Charles would never see either of them. Sean’s not sure what to make of it though. Might be something, might be nothing. It’s not his business anyway.
She looks at him through her thick long lashes. “You’re such a sucker, Sean. And a hippie stoner.”
It sounds almost nice. Her pink little tongue darts out and licks across her lips and she smiles her sharp little smile and Sean thinks he’s pretty much doomed.
“You’re kind of hot,” he says without thinking.
“You’re kind of not.”
“Ouch. Hurt the Supersonic’s feelings, why don’t you?” He presses a hand against his chest dramatically.
She smiles knowingly (again he’s reminded of a cat that just got the cream) and raises her joint to her lips lazily.
“Don’t get your panties in a twist. You’re not into me, Sean. You just think you are.”
“Is that right?” He snatches the joint back from her and takes a deep breath before she takes it away from him again. “Oh please enlighten me. Do tell me more about whom I’m into.”
She squints at him and he tries not to feel scared. Her face is so close that he could count the freckles across her nose, if he were inclined to do something like that.
“Let’s see.” She smirks. Joint still between her fingers, she changes in front of her eyes. Her hair becomes straighter and darker and her figure a little bit lighter. Sean blinks.
“This is Moira.” He frowns. “What are you…?”
“Not your type?”
“Yes, no, I mean…I guess. She’s pretty and nice and…”
Raven laughs, Moira’s soft little laugh, and before he can protest she changes again. This time it’s Charles’ gentle face looking at him, but it’s all wrong somehow, especially since it’s wearing a smirk that is pure Raven.
“Come to daddy”, he singsongs in a way that’s really disturbing and makes his skin crawl.
“Stop it”, he says a little more harshly than intended.
It’s Charles, for Christ’s sake. It’s not funny.
“Maybe Hank? Or Erik?” She changes more rapidly, features flickering in and out of focus and changing so fast it becomes a blur. Her body becomes muscular and then lanky, but always firm and inviting, enticing due to the way she shifts on the bed and the way she looks at him.
“Raven…” He starts to feel uncomfortable. "Stop it."
“Maybe you’re into blondes”, she says, wearing her own face again.
“You are a blonde”, he feels inclined to point out, watching the sun painting shadows and swirls on her gold colored hair.
“I’m not the only one.”
Her face morphs into someone familiar, slowly this time as if she’s doing it on purpose, and Sean’s heart almost stops.
“Havok.” He laughs, except it comes out wrong, harsh and breathless. “Very funny. Great joke. Now change back.”
“You sure about that?” Alex asks and raises his eyebrows. “I see the way you look at me, Cassidy.”
“Raven…”
“I know you want me. Of course you do, since I’m basically so good looking I blind people with my beauty.”
“Stop it.”
He smiles. This time it’s pure Havok, all snide and condescending. “Why don’t you ever say my real name, Cassidy?”
His heart skips a beat and he starts to feel sick.
"Stop it, Raven! It's not funny!"
There must've been something in his voice, because Raven instantly changes back.
"Okay," she replies, calmly dragging the joint to her lips. Her eyes rest on his face, but she doesn't say anything else.
Sean swallows and for a second he feels as if there's not enough air to breathe in the whole house.
"I don't even like blondes," he mutters.
Something in Ravens face changes and she looks all soft all of a sudden. "I know. I was just being stupid. Blondes are silly little bitches anyway, right?"
He nods, still feeling pretty shaken up.
Sean still likes Raven the most.
And he doesn't like Alex.
Not even a little.
Not at all.
PS: Sean/Alex? Hell, yeah I ship it. ;P