Rec: X Men First Class
Title: X Marks The Spot
Author:
thehoyden
Fandom: XMFC
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Summary: The year is 1962, and Charles Xavier is a professor of archaeology who knows how his students feel, whether he wants to or not. He spends his spare time researching a mythical artifact, but he knows better than anyone that X never, ever marks the spot.
Charles felt a lot less philosophical when Eisenhardt grimly watched him prepare for bed. When he slid into the sheets and said pointedly, “You’re welcome to the guest room next door,” Eisenhardt ignored him entirely and locked the bedroom door before disappearing into the en suite bathroom. He emerged in somber navy pajamas and slid into bed next to Charles as if it were his right.
“What are you doing?” Charles said, aware that he sounded slightly strangled.
Eisenhardt looked unimpressed. “It’s this or I handcuff you to the bed. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“And if I prefer the handcuffs?” Charles asked.
Eisenhardt gave him a long, steady look that nearly made Charles squirm. “Go to sleep, Dr. Xavier. We have an early flight.”
Forced bed sharing! Possessiveness! I loved this so hard.
This entry was originally posted at http://dodificus.dreamwidth.org/405946.html. You can comment there. DW currently has
comments
Author:
thehoyden
Fandom: XMFC
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Summary: The year is 1962, and Charles Xavier is a professor of archaeology who knows how his students feel, whether he wants to or not. He spends his spare time researching a mythical artifact, but he knows better than anyone that X never, ever marks the spot.
Charles felt a lot less philosophical when Eisenhardt grimly watched him prepare for bed. When he slid into the sheets and said pointedly, “You’re welcome to the guest room next door,” Eisenhardt ignored him entirely and locked the bedroom door before disappearing into the en suite bathroom. He emerged in somber navy pajamas and slid into bed next to Charles as if it were his right.
“What are you doing?” Charles said, aware that he sounded slightly strangled.
Eisenhardt looked unimpressed. “It’s this or I handcuff you to the bed. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“And if I prefer the handcuffs?” Charles asked.
Eisenhardt gave him a long, steady look that nearly made Charles squirm. “Go to sleep, Dr. Xavier. We have an early flight.”
Forced bed sharing! Possessiveness! I loved this so hard.
This entry was originally posted at http://dodificus.dreamwidth.org/405946.html. You can comment there. DW currently has
comments