Two to Tango, Three to Slide

[brokenoptimism]

In the passing days, Xavier had grown far bolder with his ventures through the mansion that had once been his home. On this particular instance, he had not so much as bothered to lock the door behind him when he stalked his twin to the library of expansive bookshelves. It was one of his favorite places in the entire mansion. He could recall many

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[serenevengeance]

Try though he might, Erik could not stop himself from watching. He was not sure why he would even want to. Charles in the throes of pleasure was a sight unlike any other. The sounds of the two of them filled his ears and his mind until there was nothing but the two of them and Erik.

Then Charles was whimpering his name, and suddenly it did not matter why there were two of Charles, or why they were doing this. What mattered was the slow downward slip of the telepath's trousers, revealing more creamy skin previously unavailable to his eyes. And the words in his mind so heavy with lust.

He felt his own arousal spike, watching the darkened hues of his friend's eyes as he invited Erik in. This was wrong. This was completely and irrevocably insane. One of them had clearly lost their mind, and Erik was not positive it was not him.

He was responding before he could stop himself. Strong but curious hands fell over those of the far more silent Charles that had thus far seemed to ignore his presence completely. The action had him pressed up behind the other man as he dragged downward with his hands, forcing Charles' trousers down until the article of clothing had dropped to his feet. The sight had him breathless.

Stunning. The thought was louder and more direct than any other in his head, hoping his actions made clear he had decided to join in as Charles suggested. He didn't trust his voice. Had not, since entering the room.

[brokenoptimism]

That was devilish, my friend. The thought was directed at Charles, Xavier's mental voice holding traces of the smirk on his expression. Whether the pleading desperation in Charles voice and eyes had been a ploy, true, or both, the combination with the sounds out of his double's mouth were pure temptation.

Temptation Erik was obviously succumbing to. Xavier had to bite back a moan at the dual waves of lust washing over him now, before the firm body of the metal bender had even pressed up against his backside. A shiver trickled down his spine as Erik directed the movement of his hands.

Leaning back into the taller man, Xavier moaned again, head falling back slightly to sneak his first look at the other man since arriving in the mansion. Pupils blown with lust, his hair clung to his forehead, damp with perspiration and mussed by his twin's hands. He soaked in both Erik and Charles' thoughts and emotions as his soft fingertips resumed their placement on Charles' now naked hips. He was beginning to loose track of whose emotions were whose.

Erik a breathless whisper, and he knew that at this point their telepathy was unfair. Both minds wrapping around Erik's in gentle caresses and urges, lust filling the corners, and would Erik even be able to tell which of them was 'speaking' to him? He didn't care. He tilted his head back and claimed what he had been wanting for so long without even realizing it. He twisted his head back and reached up to bury a hand in the other man's hair and drag him down for a kiss. His breath ghosted warmly over thin lips, tongue darting out to tentatively lick along them even as he arched forward against Charles again.

[kpcalmntelepath]

Charles shivered in anticipation as soon as Erik's hands were on him, and then a shiver of pleasure shot through his back as his trousers fell to the floor. Smirking softly at his twin's thought, Charles gave an appreciative purr to his partners' hands on him. It almost felt unfair, having the two on them with their attentions on him.

But then Xavier twisted his back and arched and kissed Erik. The young professor's eyes widened as he beheld the sight before him. Licking his lips, bright blue eyes traveling from the joining point of ErikXavier lips, forming and molding against each other-- Ah, there's that devilish tongue-- down his mirror image's face, taking in the slightly flushed skin, following the delicate jawline and finally stopping at the neck. The pale, elegant neck which mirrored his own with startling accuracy, and if he looked close enough he could see the artery pumping with lust-fueled fever.

His gaze continued, only forced into motion by Xavier arching into him, a gesture Charles was all too happy to return. Though even as they rutted against each other, his gaze returned to the pale spans of flesh before him until the urge took over. Leaning forward, cherry red lips captured alabaster skin and sucked. Humming softly, Charles brought his own hands to Xavier's side, holding him in place as he marked the other twin just above the crook of his neck, teasing the soft flesh until it was heated with the beginnings of a bruise, then slowly running his own pink tongue over it, soothing it like a cat would fur.

You seem to be enjoying yourself. He smirked into the flesh, hands coming up to gently tease the elder twin's nipples, worrying the small nubs to attention.

[serenevengeance]

Erik let the waves erode away any attempts at restraining himself. He could ask questions later, right now, Erik's mind was not on the consequences or implications any of it might have. There were two very eager telepaths drawing him into their very intimate display, and it was too enticing an offer to refuse.

Sliding one arm around Xavier's chest, the other moved around Charles' back on the other side from Xavier's arm, fingers trailing soft teasing touches over equally soft, warm skin. He bit down on the bright red lips against his own, sucking on the flesh hungrily. Stormy eyes caught sight of Charles sucking a colorful bruise into his double's skin and he moaned into the kiss, pulling away to greedily claim Charles' lips over his double's shoulder.

He wasn't sure if the taunting whisper of words in his mind were meant for him or the other telepath, but he pulled away from the kiss with a smirk of his own, both arms wrapping around Xavier this time as he worked one of his hands down into the man's pants, eyes locked on Charles' as he kissed the bruise left on Xavier's neck. This was all far easier to fall into then it had any right to be, and he could not bring himself to care as his fingers found their target. Trailing calloused fingertips up and down the other mutant's shaft, he smirked at Charles, eyes half-lidded with hunger.

The question that occured to him was not the one he expected. He was certain, somehow, that this attractive twin in his arms was not his Charles, and the thought startled him slightly. Both for his confidence and the attribute of his to the other mutant. But the question on his mind was not which Charles was which, but whether or not their moans were equally as debauched.

[brokenoptimism]

A soft gasp of surprise met the pull of Charles mouth on Xavier's skin, his eyelashes fluttering. The dual sensations of Charles' and Erik's lips were making him squirm between their bodies. His heart jack-rabbiting away in his chest until his breathing had been reduced to pants. At some point his eyes had slid closed, his weight leaning back into Erik's solid form behind him.

A soft whimper escaped swollen lips when Erik's hand moved southward. His muscles quivered shakily with anticipation, tightening under the brush of rough fingers until Erik's hand reached his cock. Pleasure flashed hot and blinding through his mind, spilling over into both of the minds around him. He arched into the touch, the rough texture combining with the gentle touch to make his head swim and his knees weaken.

"Ch-Charles." His arms gripped the other telepath's shirt desperately as he all but whimpered the name. Desperation and need being shoved at the both of them forcibly with more, now, please. filtering in in alternating bursts of organized thought and chaotic demand.

A haze of lust and desire covered his darkened blue eyes when they finally opened again to find Charles. He tugged forward on the shirt in his grip, seeking the lips that perfectly matched his own.

[kpcalmntelepath]

Smirking slightly into the hungry kiss offered to him by one Erik Lehnsherr, Charles allowed himself to press closer to his twin before breaking the kiss with a gasp, arching back, away from the heated forms of his partners.

Charles can't help himself as he moans loudly against his twin's skin as the white-hot flash of pleasure bursts through his thoughts, the phantom feelings of Erik's hands on him, stroking him, but not him at the same time. Panting heavily, he willed his eyes to flutter open, leaning back to watch his slightly older self whimper with pleasure. Biting his own bottom lip, Charles began to work around Erik's hand to undo Xavier's trousers, allowing for more movement of Erik's hand.

Leaning forward, following the tugs of desperation from his double, Charles crushes their lips together, moaning and whimpering into the kiss, his own hands sliding up his torso, touching the slightly marred skin anywhere where Erik isn't.

Glancing up at the German mutant, Charles huffed slightly, though he didn't trust his actual voice. My friend, you are much too overdressed for this situation. His mental voice was teasing, though as breathless as he actually was.

The younger twin agreed with his elder, they both need more, faster, now. But like hell was Charles going to move away, especially not when he lowers a hand to stroke Xavier, in addition to Erik's ministrations.

[serenevengeance]

Erik had to agree with Charles. He was wearing far too many clothes. The restricting tightness of his pants was making his movements uncomfortable, and his heated skin felt as though it was on fire under his clothing. He slid his arms free of Xavier, letting Charles take off where he had stopped as he began to unbutton his shirt.

He was once again taking the spectator's role, temporarily. His eyes greedily soaked in every movement between the pair. Wetting his lips again he shrugged his shirt off, thankful for the cool air against his skin. They were a sight to behold. Temptation at it's greatest. He took over where Charles had stopped, pushing Xavier's trousers down to capture a glimpse of more of that enticingly creamy skin. He gave another push and the fabric fell to his ankles, leaving both telepaths in their shirts.

Erik could not just admire with his eyes. Questing hands slid along Xavier's hips before moving down to give his ass a squeeze, the confidence returning in the toothy smirk he flashed and the mischief glinting in his eyes. With it, he finally managed to find his voice once more.

"Perfection," His hands moved to Charles' backside, pulling the telepath closer and effectively trapping Xavier between them. His voice was low and heavy, dripping with the lust coursing through his veins. He could feel it pulsing as though it were a tangible thing, like the iron in his bloodstream. You are both still wearing too much clothing. His mental voice held an impatient growl that mirrored in the back of his throat as well. Off.

[brokenoptimism]

Charles' hand adding to Erik's sent a jolt down Xavier's spine that had him bucking into their touch. His teeth sank into his still swollen lower lip, cutting off the exceedingly vocal stream of moans and gasps threatening to call more attention to them of a less desired kind.

For a fleeting moment, Xavier wished he could pull away, if only to be able to better see the skin he knew Erik was exposing behind him. His fingers ached with the desire to test the definitions of the muscles he knew the metal bender's clothing hid. His mind could not linger on those thoughts for long. Soon, Charles and Erik both had him writhing under the faintest touches of their hands.

A startled sound emerged from Xavier's throat at the squeeze of Erik's hands. His body rocked forward into Charles' even as the other mutant pulled their bodies tightly together. He wanted, needed, more with a desperation that rivaled his self control, vying for the top space in his central control. When he regained the use of his senses once more, his hands went to work unbuttoning Charles' shirt with deftly talented fingers. Even in this state, the fumble of his movements in no way seemed to be affecting his talented abilities to undress others.

A steady stream of thoughts lingering between organized repeat and lust fueled chaos continued to whisper Charles' name through his mind and Erik's on his lips, hushed and pleading. He felt no shame in the action, even as his hand closed over the wrist of Charles' hand on his cock. He dragged his twin's hand away and up to his lips, devilish eyes sparkling crystal blue as a pink tongue darted out to brush over his fingertips.

I think it is high time we show Erik what he will be missing out on. It was selfish and devious, but a part of Xavier hoped this would be another factor to keep his past from becoming Charles' future. He overrode the thought with emotions, flaring lust, want, need and desire back through the connection the three of them shared.

[kpcalmntelepath]

Charles' breath caught in his throat as he watched Xavier gently lick the tips of his fingers. Gulping loudly, he smirked back. What do you have in mind? His own eyes bright blue as he looked up at Erik, smiling ever-so-sweetly at him before leaning forward, past his twin and dropping a short kiss on those thin lips.

He hadn't realized how much he needed to kiss the metal bender until he did, and then again...And again, and again and again, nipping and tugging at his bottom lip. As he kissed Erik, Charles didn't let his hand become ideal, still tracing the soft lines of muscles on his mirror image's skin, gently tweaking his nipples before letting his hands rest on the other's hips.

[serenevengeance]

Unaware of the conversations passing between the two telepaths, Erik returned the steady stream of kisses from Charles. His tongue met Charles', drawing him into the kiss His fingers slid under Charles' shirt along the back, forcing the fabric up. He rocked against Xavier's body trapped between them.

"Charles," He murmured the name softly against bright red lips, tugging insistently on the fabric. The shirt needed to come off. All of their clothes did. He stopped caring about whether any of this was right. He could not even bring himself to focus on wondering at Charles' sudden twin. All he cared about now was touching, tasting, felling, seeing more of both of them.

"Off." He growled tugging on the shirt a little more forcibly now.

[brokenoptimism]

On the outside, Xavier was writhing, squirming desire wrapped up in his wants and needs. Pulling and touching and twisting between the two warm bodies pressed against him. His hands looped back to hook into the belt loops of Erik's trousers, tugging him closer. Even behind his back, deft fingers were making short work of Erik's pants. He desperately needed them out of the way. Needed to feel more of that warm skin pressed flush to his own. He could her the sounds of their hungry kisses right beside his ear, and he moaned at the sound.

Xavier's mind was another story entirely. His mental voice shockingly composed. Still heavy with desire, but his thoughts were crisp and clean, precise. He smirked, mentally, at Charles, a purr to his voice that was dripping with suggestion.

Let's show him how rewarding having faith in us can be. One of his hands slid into the metal bender's trousers, seeking out his cock to taunt and tease Erik with feather light brushes of soft, smooth fingertips.

[kpcalmntelepath]

Quickly shedding off his shirt without much finesse, Charles' hands where back on his double, tracing small circles on his hip bones, as he let himself be devoured by Erik, moaning lewdly into the kisses, putting on a slightly more exaggerated show for Xavier.

Mentally, while his head was quite clouded with lust, Charles' own thoughts where also quite clear, though the ringing of desire was a crystal bell in the vast 'halls' of his mind. ...Hmm...Lead the way... His voice rang with its own devilish smirk as he pried his lips off of Erik's and kissed up Xavier's neck.

[serenevengeance]

Erik growled his approval against Charles' lips wen the shirt was finally gone. Splaying his hands against the smooth back of the other mutant he mapped the tendons and muscles beneath his touch out, sliding them up to Charles shoulders before slowly pushing down. He bit Charles' lower lip as he squeezed the telepath's cheeks in his hands, a smirk playing at his expression. Thought foregone in favor of satisfying the burning desire for both of them.

Breathing in the scent of Xavier's hair, Erik placed a kiss on the back of his neck, mouthing unheard words against the skin there before turning his attention to one of his ears peeking out from under that soft hair. He licked, bit and sucked along the outer skin of it, nuzzling into the side of his neck.

"Yours too." It was a demanding tone, his eyes hooded and clouded with lust.

[brokenoptimism]

Xavier twisted between them until he was facing Erik at last, brilliantly sparkling blue eyes catching that hooded stare with a temptuous grin. He writhed and twisted to make more space before sliding down to his knees between them. Deft fingers hooking back into Erik's trousers and dragging them down as he went.

His eyes rose back to Erik's as he slowly swiped his pink tongue over red lips. He nuzzled against Erik's groin, carefully sliding his underwear down to reveal the pulsing erection standing at attention for them. His sly smirk did not so much as waver, even as his fingers wrapped around the base.

Then his lips were parting, and that sinful mouth slid down over the metal bender's cock, talented tongue toying with the hot and heavy flesh filling his mouth. He went to it with a determined vengeance, fingers caressing and stroking the length even as he bobbed his head, slowly at first, sucking hungrily.

He tugged at his connection with Charles, flooding his twin's mind with the scents and tastes filling his senses.

[kpcalmntelepath]

Charles squeaked slightly as he felt Erik squeeze his ass, making him stumble ever so slightly before stepping to the side, so as to not endanger his twin. But before he could step forward, he had to steady himself on the shelf behind him.

The sensation and scent of Erik suddenly filled his thoughts, translating them seamlessly into actual awareness. Leaning on the shelf, Charles smiled at Erik, licking those red lips with a seductive slowly, his eyes half-lidded projecting an epicurean delight as he slowly opens his mouth, as if feeling the heaviness of Erik upon his tongue.

"Oh, Erik," He all but moans, "You taste exquisite..." Charles smiled, looking every bit debauched, though ready for more.

[serenevengeance]

It did not take a far stretch of the mind for Erik to figure out what was happening between the two telepaths. It did, however, take considerable strength to keep his own mind from shutting down when Xavier began showing off just how talented those lips and tongue were. His eyes fought to focus, glazing over with intense lust.

Swallowing back a heavy groan that rumbled up from his chest, Erik buried the fingers of one hand into Xavier's silky brown hair. His other hand rose to card through the nearly identical hair at the base of Charles' skull. He dragged that sinful pair of lips forward, leaning to meet him with another bruising kiss. Desire and pleasure radiated from Erik as he swallowed Charles' moans, caressing the rough of his mouth with his tongue.

Pulling away slightly at a particularly knee-weakening movement of Xavier's tongue, he breathed German curses against Charles' lips, the hand in his hair moving to grip the bookcase.