Just Like This 1/?
anonymous
June 14 2011, 09:51:23 UTC
Filling so hard. Mind the difference in that Charles isn’t paralyzed. Because writing a fic about him having sex but not being able to move his legs squicks me out.
His back is on fire, his mind wracked with the pain of everyone on the island, his body still tense and screaming from earlier exertion and the ghost of Shaw’s death still in his head, and Charles is still holding on.
His gloves hands are tight on Erik's shoulders, and all he can do is stare into his eyes, pleading, asking, why Erik why you did this why you were the better man Erik why did you kill him please whyIt's as much as he can do to just find some solace, find some shelter, to keep himself awake, because all of this is killing him and he cannot die
( ... )
Just Like This 2/?
anonymous
June 14 2011, 09:55:25 UTC
When Charles woke up again, Erik was there, his head in his hands, his mind tensed and hurt, but he was there.
Erik looks up in shock when he feels Charles' presence in his mind, and he quickly covers his red and swollen face again, away, hidden. His heart, his mind, they scream of happiness, of bliss, relief. They also scream mercy, help, I'm so sorry Charles I did this I ruined this I'm so sorry forgive me forgive me please I’m so sorry.The only thing Charles has wanted to do is absolve him, and when he takes Erik in his arms, that is what he does
( ... )
REALLY? I read one of your fills--which was AMAZING--so I feel like it's almost my civil duty to do something for you. I'm so happy that it's acceptable. <333
Re: Just Like This 2/?
anonymous
June 14 2011, 14:01:44 UTC
So heart-wrenching! Erik's conviction that he can *never* be happy/safe, that nothing ever lasts, is just so sad. I totally second Charles' wish to comfort and reassure him. Very movingly written. (Also Azazael is too cool ^^)
Just Like This 3/4
anonymous
June 15 2011, 02:25:35 UTC
i have been writing this one sentence at a time. i hope it makes sense, OP.
To Charles, Erik's fingers are like wildfire, consuming every inch of his body, pulling up his shirt and running across his chest.
Everything is silent, but inside their minds, it's a tornado.
Words, thoughts, feelings, languages, colours. A never-ending outpour. They thought for each other, felt each other, the meshing of their minds so thorough that Charles isn't even sure they can be counted as two different people.
I don't want you to leave me I love you so muchErik repeats these words over and over, his breath hitching, his mind cracking, and he repeats it as if it were a sort of magic spell, a way to keep him sane. He leans down to kiss Charles' neck, his hands roving and unstoppable, finding every part of Charles and claiming it, making him his
( ... )
Just Like This 4/4
anonymous
June 15 2011, 02:29:57 UTC
The piercing shout comes from Charles' lips, but his mind explodes with so many sensations that Erik just has to stop, to grit his teeth and rest his head on Charles' collarbone, to pause before he passes out. Charles was so tight, so hot, so everything, it was all Erik could do to not start pounding himself deeper and deeper into him, to hear more of his cries, his resistance, his acceptance
( ... )
Re: Just Like This 4/4
anonymous
June 19 2011, 18:36:39 UTC
I had such a smile on my face the entire time reading this. It isn't /drowning/ in angst either. Just a perfect amount and the rest is hot and loving and romantic and perfect, so so very perfect.
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His back is on fire, his mind wracked with the pain of everyone on the island, his body still tense and screaming from earlier exertion and the ghost of Shaw’s death still in his head, and Charles is still holding on.
His gloves hands are tight on Erik's shoulders, and all he can do is stare into his eyes, pleading, asking, why Erik why you did this why you were the better man Erik why did you kill him please whyIt's as much as he can do to just find some solace, find some shelter, to keep himself awake, because all of this is killing him and he cannot die ( ... )
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Erik looks up in shock when he feels Charles' presence in his mind, and he quickly covers his red and swollen face again, away, hidden. His heart, his mind, they scream of happiness, of bliss, relief. They also scream mercy, help, I'm so sorry Charles I did this I ruined this I'm so sorry forgive me forgive me please I’m so sorry.The only thing Charles has wanted to do is absolve him, and when he takes Erik in his arms, that is what he does ( ... )
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Very movingly written.
(Also Azazael is too cool ^^)
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To Charles, Erik's fingers are like wildfire, consuming every inch of his body, pulling up his shirt and running across his chest.
Everything is silent, but inside their minds, it's a tornado.
Words, thoughts, feelings, languages, colours. A never-ending outpour. They thought for each other, felt each other, the meshing of their minds so thorough that Charles isn't even sure they can be counted as two different people.
I don't want you to leave me I love you so muchErik repeats these words over and over, his breath hitching, his mind cracking, and he repeats it as if it were a sort of magic spell, a way to keep him sane. He leans down to kiss Charles' neck, his hands roving and unstoppable, finding every part of Charles and claiming it, making him his ( ... )
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You don't know how happy that made me to hear that from you, OP. I'm glad I did I good!
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