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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[kpcalmntelepath]

Charles had originally gone into the library to get a book to read before bed...Which book it was seems to have slipped his mind as soon as his mirror's hands were on him. Whether it was simply the fact that they were one and the same, or that the constant hum of a telepathic mind made him attracted to Xavier like moth to flame Charles will never know. But not much mattered when he was stuck in the most pleasant way between his twin and a hard place

[brokenoptimism]

Likewise, even the most innocent brush of thoughts sparked up a connection between them that left Xavier always reaching for more. The heated thoughts between them continued to rock between their minds as their bodies rolled together, amplifying and intensifying the reactions they drew.

"Charles," To moan his own name, even under his breath was a strange and new experience. His reluctance to move forward existed only from his need to keep that control over his younger self's arms

JK, Erik should come in after this, so the order would be XavierCharlesErik

[kpcalmntelepath]

His breath caught in his throat and a few seconds passed before he swallowed slowly, Adam's apple bobbing slowly against Xavier's lips. He would never admit to the high keening noise that escaped his throat as his twin marked him. Twisting his arms slightly, Charles held on to the lip of the shelf, knowing full well that there is no way that thing is coming down.

Gripping the shelf, Charles arched his back, head lulling to the side to rest on his bicep as Xavier snaked his cool fingers into Charles' trousers, as action with elicited a wanton moan as blue eyes slipped shut. The normally reserved Charles couldn't help himself, his thoughts filled with his own and his mirror image's lust, which ebbed and lapped at his mind like the ocean waves.

Biting his lip slightly, Charles bucked his hips slightly before letting loose a low moan into his arm, nails digging into the ancient wood of the shelves.

[serenevengeance]

Erik had been expecting Charles to be seated in his usual chair across from the chess table. Their nightly chess matches were becoming a habit, something he enjoyed as much as he was reluctant to admit he was settling into the routine of it. When the telepath was not in the usual location, it set off a warning in the back of Erik's mind