Title: Blush of youth 7/?
Title: Blush of Youth 7/?
Author: kaitlia777
Author's e-mail/website: kaitlia777@yahoo.com
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Summary: Professor X, Magneto and Mystique get de-aged to before the whole Shaw/Cuba debacle. The modern X-men have to cope. Set between X1 &X2, but assuming Magneto has escaped from prison and Wolverine is back at the Institute. Also, Sean and Emma run the Institute’s sister school, the Massachusetts Academy. AU
Type / Pairings: AU fic, Erik/Charles,
Main characters: A lot of X-Men
Rating: R for some naughty words
Warnings: Kinda cracky
Spoilers: If it’s aired in the US, then it’s fair game!
Beta: N/A
Disclaimer: Don’t own any of the recognizable character, just taking them out to play!
Author's Notes: Okay, so my knowledge of X-Men canon is…bad at best. I’ve read the paperback novels and the Generation X comics (I was a teen in the 90’s and they had Sean, an Irish superhero, lol! My South Boston (we are a bit…aggressively proud of our Irish heritage) soul couldn’t let me pass that up.), watched the 90’s cartoon and have seen the movie. So, as I said, seriously AU fic. I figure the age thing is just…yeah, one of those things best not to think about. Also, I’m going with the premise that Alex is Scott’s Dad instead of his brother.
As the day wore on, Jean watched as Charles and Mystique (who answered to Raven) relaxed, even chatting with some of the older children. Erik had yet to unwind (not entirely surprising, given that on guard seemed to be his resting state), though he had moved to join Charles and Raven on their blanket.
The shouts of the younger children, entertained now by the ice slide Bobby had whipped up, rang through the air and the burgers and steaks were beginning to smell really good.
Eventually, Charles gave in to Raven’s attempts to cajole him into the water, stripping down to the swimsuit he wore beneath his trousers. The ivory and blue plaid shorts had probably been folded in a box for decades and the cut of them reminded Jean of the ones worn by Daniel Craig in Casino Royale. Needless to say, he drew a few gazes.
While Charles allowed Raven to dunk him under the lake water, Erik remained on shore, present, but somewhat distant. Everyone continued to give him a wide berth, until Artie, chasing a Frisbee, stumbled over his legs.
Almost as one, everyone took a breath, waiting to see how the man would react to that. They suspected badly.
Instead, Erik simply helped the boy to his feet and dusted the grass from his knees. “Are you hurt?” he asked, not unkindly, but not coddling.
Artie nodded and made the ‘OK’ gesture with his hand. Erik followed the motion, then asked, “Can you not talk, Little One?”
The boy shook his head, then projected a thought bubble into the air with a picture of a silently moving mouth with a line through it.
“Extrordinary,” Erik responded, smiling (not the startling, way too toothy smile) and ruffling the boy’s hair. “Go play.”
Artie grinned and scampered off as everyone felt their worldview tilt on its axis. Well, everyone except for Raven, who was playing a game of chicken with Tessa, Sam and Tabitha, and Charles, who had waded to the shore and was looking at Erik….
Oh, wow.
She’d always sensed a bond between Magneto and The Professor, mutual affection and concern, but this….
Clearly, as a young man Charles hadn’t yet learned to guard all of his thoughts and emotions when around other telepaths. He wasn’t projecting, exactly, just…radiating a feeling of such love and affection for Erik that there was no way Jean could miss it.
Neither could Emma, who paused her admonishment of Sean for not wearing enough sunblock and traded looks with Jean. The blond didn’t look nearly as surprised as the redhead felt, merely smiling slightly, shrugging and turning back to Sean, who was looking a little pink across the shoulders.
Ororo and a few of the girls also seemed to pick up on the look on Charles’s face and looked equally intrigued. The boys, bless them, were typically clueless.
As she watched, Charles made his way back to the blanket and collapsed beside Erik, grinning up at him. The taller man glanced down at him indulgently and swiped a drop of water from the end of Charles’s nose.
Jean could literally feel Scott’s worldview shift again as he picked up on the none too subtle subtext. He looked to her for confirmation and all she could do was smile. For a moment, he didn’t seem to know what to do, and then she could practically see him shift that information into a corner of his mind, with all the other things he didn’t know how to deal with.
A sudden spike in the libidinous thoughts floating around made Jean look up. Erik had stripped to a black suit cut similarly to Charles’s. Raven had each of the men by a wrist and was towing them toward the water. Once thigh deep, she gave Charles a push, though Erik broke free and dove under the surface, emerging several yards out and cutting sleekly through the water.
There were no shortage of well-built men around and some of the older boys were beginning to fill out, but there was something about the way Erik moved…guh, he seemed designed to jump start hormones.
Not that she’d ever say such a thing, as Scott was already a bit jealous of Logan.
So she turned away as Erik joined Raven and Charles in the shallows, water streaming down his sleek frame.
None of the other girls felt the need to avert their eyes.
TBC…..
Blush of Youth Characters
Comments, pretty please?
Author: kaitlia777
Author's e-mail/website: kaitlia777@yahoo.com
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Summary: Professor X, Magneto and Mystique get de-aged to before the whole Shaw/Cuba debacle. The modern X-men have to cope. Set between X1 &X2, but assuming Magneto has escaped from prison and Wolverine is back at the Institute. Also, Sean and Emma run the Institute’s sister school, the Massachusetts Academy. AU
Type / Pairings: AU fic, Erik/Charles,
Main characters: A lot of X-Men
Rating: R for some naughty words
Warnings: Kinda cracky
Spoilers: If it’s aired in the US, then it’s fair game!
Beta: N/A
Disclaimer: Don’t own any of the recognizable character, just taking them out to play!
Author's Notes: Okay, so my knowledge of X-Men canon is…bad at best. I’ve read the paperback novels and the Generation X comics (I was a teen in the 90’s and they had Sean, an Irish superhero, lol! My South Boston (we are a bit…aggressively proud of our Irish heritage) soul couldn’t let me pass that up.), watched the 90’s cartoon and have seen the movie. So, as I said, seriously AU fic. I figure the age thing is just…yeah, one of those things best not to think about. Also, I’m going with the premise that Alex is Scott’s Dad instead of his brother.
As the day wore on, Jean watched as Charles and Mystique (who answered to Raven) relaxed, even chatting with some of the older children. Erik had yet to unwind (not entirely surprising, given that on guard seemed to be his resting state), though he had moved to join Charles and Raven on their blanket.
The shouts of the younger children, entertained now by the ice slide Bobby had whipped up, rang through the air and the burgers and steaks were beginning to smell really good.
Eventually, Charles gave in to Raven’s attempts to cajole him into the water, stripping down to the swimsuit he wore beneath his trousers. The ivory and blue plaid shorts had probably been folded in a box for decades and the cut of them reminded Jean of the ones worn by Daniel Craig in Casino Royale. Needless to say, he drew a few gazes.
While Charles allowed Raven to dunk him under the lake water, Erik remained on shore, present, but somewhat distant. Everyone continued to give him a wide berth, until Artie, chasing a Frisbee, stumbled over his legs.
Almost as one, everyone took a breath, waiting to see how the man would react to that. They suspected badly.
Instead, Erik simply helped the boy to his feet and dusted the grass from his knees. “Are you hurt?” he asked, not unkindly, but not coddling.
Artie nodded and made the ‘OK’ gesture with his hand. Erik followed the motion, then asked, “Can you not talk, Little One?”
The boy shook his head, then projected a thought bubble into the air with a picture of a silently moving mouth with a line through it.
“Extrordinary,” Erik responded, smiling (not the startling, way too toothy smile) and ruffling the boy’s hair. “Go play.”
Artie grinned and scampered off as everyone felt their worldview tilt on its axis. Well, everyone except for Raven, who was playing a game of chicken with Tessa, Sam and Tabitha, and Charles, who had waded to the shore and was looking at Erik….
Oh, wow.
She’d always sensed a bond between Magneto and The Professor, mutual affection and concern, but this….
Clearly, as a young man Charles hadn’t yet learned to guard all of his thoughts and emotions when around other telepaths. He wasn’t projecting, exactly, just…radiating a feeling of such love and affection for Erik that there was no way Jean could miss it.
Neither could Emma, who paused her admonishment of Sean for not wearing enough sunblock and traded looks with Jean. The blond didn’t look nearly as surprised as the redhead felt, merely smiling slightly, shrugging and turning back to Sean, who was looking a little pink across the shoulders.
Ororo and a few of the girls also seemed to pick up on the look on Charles’s face and looked equally intrigued. The boys, bless them, were typically clueless.
As she watched, Charles made his way back to the blanket and collapsed beside Erik, grinning up at him. The taller man glanced down at him indulgently and swiped a drop of water from the end of Charles’s nose.
Jean could literally feel Scott’s worldview shift again as he picked up on the none too subtle subtext. He looked to her for confirmation and all she could do was smile. For a moment, he didn’t seem to know what to do, and then she could practically see him shift that information into a corner of his mind, with all the other things he didn’t know how to deal with.
A sudden spike in the libidinous thoughts floating around made Jean look up. Erik had stripped to a black suit cut similarly to Charles’s. Raven had each of the men by a wrist and was towing them toward the water. Once thigh deep, she gave Charles a push, though Erik broke free and dove under the surface, emerging several yards out and cutting sleekly through the water.
There were no shortage of well-built men around and some of the older boys were beginning to fill out, but there was something about the way Erik moved…guh, he seemed designed to jump start hormones.
Not that she’d ever say such a thing, as Scott was already a bit jealous of Logan.
So she turned away as Erik joined Raven and Charles in the shallows, water streaming down his sleek frame.
None of the other girls felt the need to avert their eyes.
TBC…..
Blush of Youth Characters
Comments, pretty please?