Charles/Erik - Scars
anonymous
June 7 2011, 16:37:26 UTC
Not sure if this has been done before (I'm only halfway through reading the first round posts), but er, here's my terribly cliche prompt.
What's under Erik's turtleneck, hmm? Maybe he only ever wants to canoodle with his shirt on or in the dark. Charles finally coaxes him into showing him, and h/c ensues. Doesn't have to be terribly graphic or have sex either, I just like the angst and the h/c aspect.
Black is his usual chosen color, although as Charles leans back in his chair, watching Erik’s long fingers on the chessboard, he realizes the other man is wearing tan pants. But he’s also wearing the same black turtleneck he’s been wearing for several days now - not in a row, he also realizes, but the man has a serious dearth of clothing choices.
How shallow, he thinks, and Erik looks up, the fire crackling, the bright snapping orange flames picking up the gold and scarlet in Erik’s hair. “What’s shallow
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Re: FILL: Scarred 1/2nagasasuJune 19 2011, 06:38:36 UTC
This is full of so much win. At first I was a bit confused who was doing what since they're both he's.
"his hands desperately wanting to raise to his temple. (...) lets the laugh drift off." Love this section
"Erik rumbles a laugh again" and "even as Charles hems and haws and twists his red lips." Love the word choices here
And the line about how Charles looks at Erik like he's "he were the most special and delicate thing in the world" is just WAFF inducing.
And then Erik getting angry, the flashbacks and the small bell getting crunched; I loved it a lot for how riveting it is and how much tension is going on.
Erik bites the inside of his lip, hard. The blood in his mouth swirls a bit as the rage mounts (metal in the blood, fascinating, have to remember that, he laughs shortly but with a cracking sound), the viscous fluid finally draining down his throat as he opens his mouth, his hands tugging at the bottom of his turtleneck - cashmere, expensive, bought with the blood money he’s stolen from many banks and many many dirty, awful men that he knows are moldering by the side of unnamed roads now.
He jerks the thing over his head, his pale stomach and chest crisscrossed with so many scars now he can’t count them. The top lands somewhere behind him, a soft plop on the ground as the thing slithers to a rest beside the chair he’d sat in. His fancy belt and Italian leather shoes look strange on their own, and Charles, to his credit, does not gasp, does not step back, does not cry out or act afraid or
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What's under Erik's turtleneck, hmm? Maybe he only ever wants to canoodle with his shirt on or in the dark. Charles finally coaxes him into showing him, and h/c ensues. Doesn't have to be terribly graphic or have sex either, I just like the angst and the h/c aspect.
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How shallow, he thinks, and Erik looks up, the fire crackling, the bright snapping orange flames picking up the gold and scarlet in Erik’s hair. “What’s shallow ( ... )
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NGH THIS LINE.
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"his hands desperately wanting to raise to his temple. (...) lets the laugh drift off." Love this section
"Erik rumbles a laugh again" and "even as Charles hems and haws and twists his red lips." Love the word choices here
And the line about how Charles looks at Erik like he's "he were the most special and delicate thing in the world" is just WAFF inducing.
And then Erik getting angry, the flashbacks and the small bell getting crunched; I loved it a lot for how riveting it is and how much tension is going on.
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And as I said thank you so much for the detailed feedback. I love that kind and I'm so glad you liked this piece. :))))
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He jerks the thing over his head, his pale stomach and chest crisscrossed with so many scars now he can’t count them. The top lands somewhere behind him, a soft plop on the ground as the thing slithers to a rest beside the chair he’d sat in. His fancy belt and Italian leather shoes look strange on their own, and Charles, to his credit, does not gasp, does not step back, does not cry out or act afraid or ( ... )
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