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chiptaylorsfirst · 2 years

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What He's Thinking About

Word Count: 2,905

Pairing: soft!dom!Charles Xavier x mutant!fem!sub!Reader

Warning: Slight pain kink, fingering, choking, mirror sex, smut, professor kink, pet names, a little hair pulling

Summary: You get a little touchy and flirty during your training with Charles. While he does his best not to show his feelings or emotions, you can't help but to feel the lust growing in him.

A/N: This was meant to be a James McAvoy fic but my fingers just typed the first thing that flew in my mind and I carried on with it. Hope you guys enjoy it. Please send me requests. I'll do James McAvoy, Tom Hiddleston, and Matthew Gray Gubler. This goes for their characters also. Enjoy your day, evening, or night.

You woke up to your alarm clock, already exhausted before the day even truly began. It was 10 o'clock and you had thirty minutes exactly to get ready for training. You all were to work in pairs. Raven worked with Hank, Havok with Angel, Magneto worked with Darwin, and you with Charles. Once you were finally ready, you went outside in the yard as Charles had asked. "Good morning everyone. Today we will be working on your powers along with our usual workout routine. We will work one hour on our powers and another on physical workouts." Everyone understood, already leaving to their partners to practice with. You heard Charles' footsteps behind you and smiled as you were greeted with his pretty blue eyes.

"Which one would you like to do first?" Your eyes lingered on him a little too long and you tried to control your thoughts. You didn't want him to know about how much you you were obsessed with him. "Physical stuff." You lifted weights for a while then let Charles do it as well. You and Charles jogged some miles and then you fought. Charles was just as good as you since he started training more for it. His stamina had increased some and he was stronger. You blocked his attacks well and delivered a few hits in the process. He caught one of your fists and flipped you on the ground. He then pinned you down by your wrists. You became aroused and you felt that his emotions were the same. You reversed your place, now flipping him onto the ground. You slightly straddled him and smirked.

"You lose, Xavier." He chuckled underneath you. "I let you win. Your skills are pretty impressive though." You placed a kiss on his neck. "A token of gratitude from me to you," you said playfully. You saw his blue eyes darken for a split second but instantly turn back to their original color. You both did the training for your powers next but it had been kind of awkward from your last encounter. It was fresh in both of your minds but neither one of you would mention it to the other. You all went to your quarters after the two hours of training was completed. You showered and threw on your robe afterwards. You jumped into your bed, relaxing almost immediately.

You felt a strong sensation of lust and arousal. You tried to fight it off but you couldn't. You realized it wasn't coming from you and immediately knew that it was from Charles. You decided not to try and locate him but to talk to him through his mind. I can feel your attraction, Charles. What are you thinking about? Having sex with you. You felt your blood rush straight down and your cunt was instantly wet. Have I made you uncomfortable? His voice sounded worried and was filled with concern. The last thing he wanted was for you to feel uncomfortable or be upset with him for telling the truth. No, you just made me very turned on and happy that I'm not wearing underwear. His voice chuckled in your mind and you no longer heard his voice speak in your head. You heard a knock on your door.

"Y/N," he called out. You quickly opened the door and made sure it was locked as soon as he came in. He pinned you against the door and kissed you. The kiss was passionate, lust filled, and full of teeth and tongue. You bit his bottom lip and he moaned in return. He pulled on your hair and your fingers tangled through his as you let him dominate the kiss. He pulled back from you, a smile on his face. "I've wanted to do that for so long." You toyed with his shirt. "How long exactly?" He looked into space, putting thought into the question. "About five months now. I wanted to tell you but we were so busy with missions , saving the world, and finding mutants that I couldn't find the right time to." You kissed his cheek. "Well this certainly is a good time." You grabbed his hand and led him to your bed. You sat down, waiting to see what he would do.

He stripped himself of his clothing, creating a neat pile on the floor. Your mouth watered at the sight of him. His body was beautiful. His abs, muscles, and torso were all lean. His cock was long with just the right girth. It was neatly trimmed and the tip was pink. "So that's what you've been hiding under all of those layers of clothing," you said aloud. "Mhm, you like what you see?" You got off of the bed and walked towards him. "Like would be a large understatement." He touched the cloth of your robe and tugged at it gently. "May I?" "You may." He undid the tie of your robe and took it off of your body. Your robe dropped to the ground and you were fully naked in front of him. His eyes scanned your body for a little while and he licked his suddenly dry lips. "Fuck, you're gorgeous." He picked you up and placed you on the bed.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Once I get started, I don't know if I can stop." "I'm very sure," you responded confidently. You were never more sure of anything in your life. He placed kisses on your neck and your collarbone, nibbling it also. You let out a soft moan. He read your mind to find your sweet spot and placed a hickey there. "Cheater," you breathed out quietly. Charles chuckled against your skin. "There are no rules to this. I am allowed to do what I please with you, aren't I?" He was taunting you. He knew he could have read your mind but he decided against it. He wanted you to say it. "Yes." He slid one of his fingers in your core. "Yes what?" "Yes, professor," you said breathily. He placed another finger in and curled them. "You're so wet. Tell me, did I do this to you?" "Yes." His fingers started to move in you. You moaned softly at the feeling of it.

His eyes were darker, just as they had been when you pinned him. He studied your reactions, a smirk on his face. "I need you to look at me." You did as he asked, a moan slipping past your lips as soon as you did it. The sight was so erotic and explicit. This beautiful man was moving his fingers in and out of you and looking into your eyes as he did it. "Professor," you moaned out. "I love those noises you make. It drives me insane." His fingers went deeper, touching that spot no one could ever reach inside you. "Charles, mm, fuck." His fingers went faster. "Yes, sweetheart?" A string of moans came out of your mouth as you felt that knot in your stomach. "I'm cl-close." "Let it go then. Cum for me." A large moan tore from your lungs and your essence gushed out. He took his fingers from you and licked them clean.

"You probably just alerted half of the team," he whispered. "Your fault you're so good." He giggled at that. "Honestly, you'd be surprised at how much that turned me on." He took your hand in his and let you touch his hard cock. You could feel the veins and you collected the pre cum from the tip. You sucked it off your fingers and looked up at him. "Mm, professor you taste so good." He lightly choked you then nibbled your earlobe. He lifted you up and carried you. He grabbed the key to your room before closing your door. "Charles, where are we going?" "Somewhere with more space." He continued walking throughout different halls. "What if someone sees us?" "They can't. I'm controlling it." Your legs were wrapped tightly on his waist and your arms were around his neck. "Why do we need more space?" "You'll see." By the smirk that was on his face, you knew it would be something fun and exciting but you didn't know what.

You could feel that his emotions were alike to yours, arousal and excitement. He walked into his library and you looked at him confused. He read your mind. Not in the library, no. That's for another day. You looked at him surprised, now wondering what day it was for. "You mean this isn't a one time thing?" He frowned at your question. "Of course not. I love you and I want a relationship with you forever. I don't plan on just fucking you then leaving." You looked into his eyes. "I love you too, Charles. I mean, I really do. But, when are we going to you know in the library." He chuckled at you then kissed you. The kiss was tender and loving. His tongue slipped in your mouth and it wasn't a fight for control, just a loving expression. "Mm, it's a surprise." He continued carrying you. You both were at the back of the library when he unlocked a door. He closed it behind him and smiled. "This is the room," he stated.

There was a large couch in the room as well as a carpeted floor. It was a mirror room but not like at carnivals. It only consisted of five mirrors. There was a mirror for each side of the couch. One in the front, one in the back, one on the left, and one on the right. The other mirror was on the ceiling above the couch and it was the same size of it. "How many people have you brought here, Charles?" "Only you." He placed your body on the couch and smiled. He went to a drawer that was also in the room and pulled out two condoms. He walked over to you and placed one on the side of the couch. "Are you ready?" "Yes." He slipped the condom on his length and got on top of you. He slipped inside of you and the both of you moaned at the feeling. "I want you either looking at me or into a mirror." You did as he asked and looked into the ceiling mirror. You wrapped your legs around his waist.

He started at a medium pace, making sure his thrusts were sharp and deep. He placed a few hickies on your neck, making you moan a bit louder. You scratched his back and groans spilled from his mouth. "Fuck, Y/N." His eyes were on your face. You liked that you could see his back muscles in the ceiling mirror and it kind of turned you on. He hit your g spot repeatedly and your back arched from the couch. Scratch marks were developing on his back as he continued fucking into you. Your toes curled as he went faster. "Mm, professor, yes." He let out more moans, grunts, and groans at the sound of your voice. He placed your legs on his shoulders and went at a faster pace. You could feel him in your stomach and you loved the angle. You saw stars and your eyes were starting to tear from the pleasure. "You look so beautiful like this, taking my cock so well." "Mm, Charles. I'm," you started. He went impossibly faster. "I know, sweetheart. Go ahead and let go for me. Just let go." He punctuated his thrusts for his last sentence and he covered your mouth.

Your muffled moans were music to his ears and you felt his cock twitch. His voice let out guttural moans and it was now rugged. His cum shot out from his cock and he removed the condom. He grabbed the other one and slipped it on himself once again then turned to you. He looked into the mirror at his back and sighed. "Damn, you really enjoyed it." Your face was flushed as you nodded your head. "Couldn't help myself." He walked over to you again but didn't get on top of you. "I want you to ride me, okay?" You got up and let him lay on the couch. He looked so gorgeous. His hair was messy and slightly damp from sweat. His face was red and flushed almost like yours. His eyes were still that darker blue. You lowered onto him and let out moans at the feeling of his cock. You started a slow pace and he followed the rhythm that you set. You opted to look at him instead of the mirror. You were met with his blue eyes looking at you. You placed hickies on his neck, enjoying his moans that he let out. He made it obvious that he was still in charge although he was underneath you.

His nails dug into your hips as you bounced on him at a faster pace. He removed his hands from you and started to twirl your nipples. More moans spilled from your mouth. Your nails raked along his chest and he let out a long moan. "Mm, Charles, mmm." His hands were back on your hips, keeping you from losing your balance. You were slowly approaching your high and you decided to lose yourself all the way. You went as fast as you could and you felt Charles rutting into you. "Fuck, you're so good," he breathed out. His hand wrapped around your neck and he applied a little bit of pressure. You continued and your body jolted. "Who do you belong to?" You moaned out. "You, professor, mm." He hugged your body and pulled you closer to him. "You belong to who?" He bucked into you faster and you bit his shoulder. "Charles Xavier, mmm ugh." Your arms wrapped around his shoulders and he sat up. "Cum with me, sweetheart." You bit into his shoulder as you came and he followed suit. You crawled off of him, whimpering at the loss of contact.

He got off of the couch and threw away the used condoms. He then sighed as he saw your tired body and the mess you made on the couch. He lifted you up and your legs wrapped around him. "Was that fun for you?" "Mhm," you responded. "I think you like pain, Charles." He walked out of the room and into the library, already creating his illusion. "I do but only when it's from you." He walked into the hallway. "So I'm your special girl?" "Most definitely, and no one else." You smiled to yourself at the statement. "What will we tell the others?" "I guess that we are now dating and in a relationship. It really isn't that complicated," he responded. "Where do you want to go." You thought for a second. "Can we go to the beach or something?" "I have just the spot in mind." He carried you through the halls until he met your door. He unlocked it then opened it.

He placed your body on your bed and came back with a wet cloth to clean you. He then cleaned himself and smiled as he looked at you. He placed the key to the mirror room on your dresser. "This is the key to the mirror room for whenever you want to go there again and I will give it to you as soon as I clean the couch." He placed a kiss on your forehead and collected his clothes from your bedroom floor. "Okay, but please come back after you're done. You are my boyfriend now, remember?" "Yes, and I'm never forgetting. I'll be back. I promise." After a few minutes, you were met with a knock on your door again. "Charles, is that you," you responded. You heard a small pause and you concentrated on using your power. Whoever was outside of the door felt surprised and confused. "No, I'm just here to tell you that dinner's ready," Raven said. "Not to intrude, but do you and Charles have something going on?" You sighed at the question.

You walked to the door and cracked it open just so she could see your face. "I'm not supposed to tell you this until tomorrow but me and him are dating now." She quietly giggled. "So you two are a thing?" You rolled your eyes at the statement. "Gosh, we sound like middle schoolers. Yes, we're together and please don't tell anyone. I don't want him upset." She smiled at you. "I won't. See you at dinner." "You too." You shut the door and went through your drawers for clothing. You heard a knock on your door and sighed. "Yes?" "Can I come in?" You heard Charles' voice and you opened the door for him. "What happened?"

This time he had clothes on and he closed the door behind him. He placed the key to the mirror room on your dresser and sat on the bed. "Raven came to tell me that dinner's ready and she wants us to go." He sighed at your statement. "Okay, dinner then we go to the special place I wanted to show you." You kissed him briefly and smiled. "Sounds like a deal." The plan followed out smoothly and once your relationship was announced, everyone was supportive and congratulated you. You were happy to have Charles and he was happy to have you.

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endmeprettyplease · 2 years

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Worth the Wait

AN: While sick these past few weeks I binged all the X-Men movies. I’m late to the party I know. But I absolutely fell in love with Charles and Erik, and was shocked I couldn’t find many reader fics with them. Let alone poly fics. So I wrote this absolutely self indulgent and slightly pretentious fic to try and quench my thirst. Warning this is absolute filthy garbage, and normally I try to stay kinda gender neutral but when i say self indulgent. I mean it. Also first three way I’ve ever written.

Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader x Erik Lensherr

Warnings: BDSM eliments, pre-established relationship, fem pronouns and pet names, rough sex, poly relationship, mlm, p in v sex, oral sex

Summary: Charles and Erik have their own ways of making up for their absence.

Moments like this were greatly cherished by Charles. Where the sun had long dipped below the horizon and the thoughts around him quieted. Charles flipped the page of the novel, something french Erik had recommended, taking care not to disturb you. The weight of your body pressed into his lap and chest as you slept, soft breaths ghosting across his throat while he reveled in the peace. Times like this he wished would last forever, they wouldn’t, he knew. But they were the simultaneous reward and motivation for the chaos of your lives. Between saving the word and rearing the future faces of mutants, this comfort was often few and far between. Making every second sweeter than the next.

Charles and Erik had been gone to D.C for weeks, peace summits and meetings that would nearly bore you to death. So he hadn’t been surprised after the ‘welcome party’ had let up and he’d finally dropped onto the couch with his book that you had soon crawled into his arms. He wasn’t surprised when you dozed off either. Charles was aware you never slept well alone. He felt guilt at the thought, even if you never complained. Though he couldn’t deny the enjoyment of you soft and dozing against him like a kitten.

Normally, Charles would’ve heard Erik coming from a mile away, but with his body and brain lax. The voices barely a murmur in his mind; he didn't look up until the bedroom door creaked open. Erik smiled, a beautiful and blissful smile. Cheeks a bit flushed from the wine he’d shared with Raven over dinner. A lovely sight to behold. Charles truly felt spoiled in that moment.

Erik took his time removing his blazer and unbuttoning his top, assessing the scene in front of him. Charles lounging, book dangling loosely from his fingers while you snored quietly astride him. A wonderful nightcap, he thought. Charles smirked as it passed though his mind.

“Such an alluring woman in your arms and you just allow her to sleep?” Erik tisked as he deposited himself beside him. Stretching his long legs and rolling his shoulders.

Charles hummed, eyes falling back to the novel. “She was tired.” He did his best to ignore the impure thoughts flowing from Erik like waves, as well as the heat from his love in his lap. It was always a game, Erik plucking at him, nudging him, pushing his control with every weapon in his disposal to undo his control. And Charles played along, even if he knew the end result would always be the same. Nowadays he even prefers it to chess. You, their darling, always the most exciting wildcard. Sometimes you’d follow along, tease him as ruthlessly as Erik. Others you’d be in nearly the same place as him. But most often you were the desperate deciding factor that never failed to undo both of their facades. You never had much patience and it was hard not to give in when you begged so sweetly.

Erik leaned over, his cologne invading Charles’ senses as he plucked the book from his hand. Tossing it onto the coffee table even as Charles huffed. Erik managed to catch him by surprise with a gentle kiss, brief but he felt the tension gather regardless.

“She never minds.” Erik spoke against his lips, seizing the opportunity to pull you into his own lap. Charles rolled his eyes at his antics, hearing your displeased moan as Erik settled you to his liking. Slowly, your eyes fluttered open. Dazed and a bit annoyed at the disruption, only to smile lazily when you saw the cause of it. Erik nuzzled into your sleep flushed neck as you gained your bearings. Nose nudging the, collar, necklace he’d gifted you. A reminder.

“Hi,” Was all you managed. You hadn’t seen much of him when he returned with Charles, allowing Peter and Raven to have their fill of his attention. He always made it up to you.

“Hello, angel.” Lips quirked as he pulled away from your skin. “Charles here was just chastising me for wanting to wake you, but I’ve missed you so much. You don’t mind, do you?”

Lazily you rolled your gaze towards the aforementioned man, his exasperated expression cluing you into the nature of the moment. Lifting your legs into his lap you drew your foot dangerously close to Charles’ fly. “No, never. I’ve missed you too.” Adding a, “Both of you.” As you cheekily pressed down on the growing bulge. Charles’ was always easy to wind up, though you never blamed him. Having the dirtiest of their lovers' fantasies projected into one's mind would drive anyone mad. Though, he could give as good as he got.

“That’s my girl,” Erik laughed before pulling you into a kiss. Quickly becoming heated as his hands slipped under the oversized t-shirt, one you couldn’t remember who you stole it from. It never failed to make you feel absolutely spoiled when you weren’t the victim of the teasing. Either side was wonderful but how could you not enjoy the devoted attention?

You shifted to straddle Erik the moment his lips give yours reprieve. Knowing this would further frustrate your other lover. His tongue and teeth were relentless on your shoulders and neck, pooling heat between your thighs. Feeling a bit mischievous you met Charles’ eyes, rolling your hips and huffing out noises in a more exaggerated manner than necessary. The widening of his pupils and darkening of his expression were more than enough reward for your antics.

“Naughty.” Uttered Erik, returning his gaze to Charles as well. “Since I so rudely interrupted you, why don’t I take our girl to bed and you can finish your book. How does that sound, love?” Holding eye contact with the irritated man even as he spoke to you.

You pulled back to lift your top over your head with a sigh. Charles would most certainly make you pay for this later. “Sounds wonderful. You know how much our dear Charles appreciates his… personal time. Don’t stay up too late Char, I’m sure you’re exhausted from the flight.”

With a wink, Erik lifted you as he stood. Hands gripping your bottom tighter than necessary while you giggled. He answered the sounds with a harsh swat, quickly crossing the room to the bed. A gentle toss had you bouncing on the sheets, playfully wiggling as Erik admired your nearly nude form. Sitting up you crawled towards him, knowing behaving was the best course of action to get what you wanted from him.

“May I please undress you, sir?”

“Such manners tonight. Yes, you may, angel.” He smirked, both of you making a point to keep your attention on eachother. Undressing Erik was as exciting now as it had been the first time. Every button popped sent a rush between your legs. The desperation to feel his skin against yours nearly causing you to just tear the garment apart but you steadied your breath and went on. It was always sweeter when you took your time. The moment he could let the shirt slide from his arms you sent a focused image of what you saw to Charles. Your fingers on Erik’s belt, the forming bulge, his heat flushed skin and the absolute sinful look on his face. You knew Erik would be doing the same, the devious man he is.

Eriks pants were pushed down easily leaving you eye level with your prize. Fingers traced the outline of his cock through his underwear and you kissed across his stomach. He allowed it for a moment, letting out a heavy breath and running his fingers across your scalp. Suddenly his hand clenched and he was once again out of your grasp as he wrenched you away.

“Hm, darling, I’m quite sure I gave you permission to undress me. Not to touch me.” You looked up at him through your lashes, despite his stern tone his expression was amused.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ve just missed you so much-” The necklace around your throat tightened and you were pulled back onto the bed suddenly. The edges were rounded but the force of his abilities were noticeable. His expression of strength never failed to make your sex throb, gripping the sheets while you waited for his next move.

“Always such a desperate whore, no wonder you need the two of us. Now, were you good while we were gone? Did you keep your pretty hands to yourself? Hm, Charles?” Finally you both turned to face the telepath. He was a sight, cheeks pink, brows pinched and thighs spread. You’d suddenly regretted not taking the opportunity to ride them earlier, beginning to become desperate for some contact.

Painfully slowly Charles raised his hand, two fingers meeting his temple as he stared back at you. Giving your best doe eyes you waited for him to deliver your verdict.

Charles inhaled deeply, you knew he’d come across the memories of how close you’d gotten to breaking their rules. The absolutely sinful thoughts you’d had. With a flutter of his eyes and a sigh, he spoke.

“She behaved.”

Erik chuckled, “Learned your lesson last time, didn’t you baby?”

“Uh-huh.” You smiled sweetly as he pulled the rest of his clothing off. Excitement building, knowing soon you would finally get what you needed.

You were aching, the full weight of their gazes had you nearly on edge. Erik took his time climbing onto the bed and between your legs, gently running his fingers from your knees to hips with a look of consideration.

“I think, since you’ve done so well for us, that you deserve a reward. Do you?” Erik twisted words, you knew one slip up and you’d be across his lap. Normally that would be fun but you hadn’t been lying when you said you missed them.

“As long as you believe I do.” You managed, praying truly submissive was what he had in mind.

Erik snorted, leaning to press kisses down your chest and across your breasts. “Right answer, darling, correct.” You arched into him, the wet heat of his tongue heaven against your aching nipples. Attempting to press your thighs together was futile, Erik’s waist preventing any relief. His mouth soon moved down your stomach, irritatingly skipping your center in favor of biting your tender thighs.

“Please, sir. Please! I’ll be good, I promise I will. Please just… I need,” Your rambling cut out abruptly when he ripped your underwear from you and latched onto your clit like a man starved. Suddenly, noise, let alone words, seemed impossible to produce. You merely tossed your head onto the pillows and held on for dear life. You wanted to twist your fingers into his perfectly styled hair, you wanted to hold him to you with your legs but you’d promised to behave and you would. You would do anything to keep this absolutely magnificent man’s lips on your cunt.

A shallow groan caught your attention, dimly aware of your surroundings as Erik absolutely devoured you. Lifting your head slightly you saw Charles. Now gripping himself through his slacks, watching your every move. You imagined the two of you were a sight, especially from his vantage. Almost feeling jealous of his position. But before the thought could fully manifest, Charles pressed his temple again.

The third person view of one of the most powerful mutants between your thighs and yourself arching and writhing against him, cast in your brain. You nearly screamed. A broken moan leaving you instead, Erik’s own groan vibrating on your slit let you know he was privy to the same vision. You watched helplessly as Erik rolled his hips into the bed, wondering if Charles had bested him tonight. Though the notion abandoned you quickly when Erik thrust two fingers into you, tongue fluttering against your clit while simultaneously tightening the metal around your throat.

Being good was nowhere on your radar as your hands shot to Erik, gripping his hair and locking your thighs tight around him. Regardless of your interference he worked you though your high like it was his only purpose.

As spots started to invade your vision he finally let up. The collar dropping loose and mouth moving to press kisses across your pelvis. Dizzy with pleasure but still frantic for more you yanked on Erik, pulling him into a messy kiss. Sucking your own taste off his tongue. You swore you could feel Charles in your mind, feeling what you were, his arousal was palpable. Though, you knew you heard him undo his pants and at last, grip himself.

In an absolutely disorienting motion Erik flipped you onto your stomach, raising your hips. You knew he was done with the games. Your last thought being that as he thrust himself inside you without warning. With no time to adjust he began a brutal pace, teeth nearly rattling as you cried out. Scrambling for purchase, anything to ground you as he slammed harshly from the start to end of your pussy.

“Always so fucking tight, so wet,” Erik was snarling now, lost completely to his own lust. “This is why we keep you, this is your purpose.”

Anything past Erik inside you was null. Nothing mattered, thoughts completely blank, save for the vicious pleasure radiating from between your thighs.

Probably why you didn’t perceive Charles in front of you until he hooked a finger in your collar and harshly commanded your attention. He kneeled on the bed, pretty pink cock in hand. Reflexively you opened your mouth wide, tongue out, to which he moaned. Pressing himself forward with the same need you’d felt this entire time.

“Such a good girl,” Charles’ touch was tender even if his pace was not. Praising you as his length pushed past your gag reflex. Further exacerbated by his unwillingness to loosen his grip on your collar. “Always so good for us.” He muttered. Images of Erik and yourself flashed through your mind, as well as the sloppy kiss shared by the men over you. You surrendered yourself to the sensations and before you knew it you were tightening around Erik.

“That's it, c’mon, make a mess on my cock. Be a good girl and cum.” Erik’s voice combined with the loving look Charles gave you sent you over the edge. Clawing at his pale hips and screaming around him.

The wonderful taste of Charles finding his high followed soon after. Erik took a moment longer, slamming against you before he reached his. The tightening of your collar prefacing him, though you weren’t quite aware anymore. Floating on endorphins.

By the time you truly came to, Charles was tucking you in and curling around you. Muttering to Erik to ‘Hurry up’. The second he realized you were back he smiled.

“Welcome back, love,” You answered him with a smile settling into the warmth of his chest. A gentle as always, yours and Erik’s port in the storm. You could hear the latter puttering about, before he slipped under the covers.

“Mm,” He hummed, nuzzling into your hair and joining the tangle of limbs. “I wasn’t too rough was I?”

Even if he tried to mask his meaning with his playful tone you could hear the concern dripping from his voice.

“You were perfect. I love you.” Your voice was scratchy to even your own ears but both your men just held you tighter.

“I love you.” Was spoken simultaneously.

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mysterious-ocarina · 2 years

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My Darling (NSFW)

Sub!Charles Xavier x female!reader

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A/N this doesn’t necessarily take place in the canon timeline, somewhere near First Class is what I was imagining. I got inspiration for your mutation from poison ivy from dc comics

“It’s a very groovy muta…”

You couldn’t bring yourself to listen anymore, turning back around to face Raven with a sigh.

“I don’t need to be a mind reader to know what you’re thinking about,” Raven nudged you. You grew up with the two mutants, arriving a few years after Raven. Being the only other female, you became very close, pretty much like sisters.

“Well, what should I be thinking?” you asked with a sad look on your face.

“That we both know, you’re the only girl that Charles has had his eyes on,” Raven replied. She was under the delusion that Charles reciprocated your feelings.

“Tell that to the girl that he is literally staring at. He even used that stupid mutation line on her,” you sighed, pointing at the two of them, the girl laughing at something Charles said.

“Yeah, but he uses that line on all the girls. It’s not anything special and neither is she,” she reassured you. Before you could say anything back you watched as the girl flirtatiously walked away from Charles, offering him a small wave.

You summoned a vine, putting it in front of the woman’s heels. Both you and Raven giggled as she tripped and walked off embarrassed. Hearing your giggles, Charles looked at you, briefly hearing your thoughts.

Walking over to you guys, he admonished, “Why would you do that?”

“Do what?” you replied innocently before pettily turning your back to him, fire red hair flipping behind you. “I think I’m going to head back to the mansion, I’m getting tired.”

You quickly walked off, not waiting for a reply. Back at the mansion, you sluggishly walked past Erik who regarded you with concern. “What’s up with you?”

“A groovy mutation,” you mockingly replied, stopping your footsteps. “Is there something wrong with me? Does he really only see me as another sister?”

Surprised by your outburst, Erik calmly responded, “So, this is about Charles.”

“Of course this is about him. I’m going to grow old and become a crazy cat lady. And the only thing I’ll be known for is being Professor X’s sister. Not, his lover, his girlfriend, his wife, not even some girl he occasionally sleeps with,” you ranted. You tended to be temperamental and dramatic, so your rant wasn’t that off putting for Erik to listen to.

“You know, you could always just tell him how you feel,” Erik offered, making you sigh.

“He can read minds, for Christ's sake. I shouldn’t have to tell him anything,” you finished. You sulked all the way outside to the gardens.

Coming up to your favorite tree, you made a series of soft vines into the shape of a hammock for you to lay on. This was something you commonly did when you needed a break or you needed to calm down.

When Charles and Raven got home to the mansion, Charles went off to find you. He loved spending time with you, especially in the late hours of the night. These were the times you were most comfortable with each other, often involved in deep conversation. It was these late nights that made you fall in love with each other, not that you knew of Charles’ feelings.

Charles, looking out the window, saw you curled up in vines under your tree. Grabbing his softest blankets and a few pillows, he made his way outside to you.

“Are you awake?” Charles whispered.

You groggily turned around, barely replying with a hum, and falling right back asleep.

Charles smiled dreamily at your sleeping form, projecting the image of a calm meadow into your mind. He softly placed one of the pillows under your head then placed the other one next to yours. Crawling into the vined hammock, Charles placed the blankets over the both of you before falling into a dreamless sleep.

When you woke the next morning, you were surprised to find not only soft blankets covering you but also strong arms holding you close to a firm chest. Turning around slowly you found a peaceful Charles still sleeping. You snuggled closer into his chest, not wanting the moment to end.

Charles rustled next to you, “Good morning.”

Wow, his voice is so sexy like this, you thought. “Morning.”

Charles smiled at you, you hoped he didn’t hear your last thought.

“How did you sleep?” he asked you.

“I slept amazing actually. I dreamt of a beautiful forest scene,” you replied, raising your eyebrow at him. He often would give you good dreams, especially if you weren’t sleeping well. You had gotten so used to it, that you could tell the difference between dreams you actually had, and ones that he gave you.

“I found you out here, last night, and I didn’t want you to get cold or anything,” Charles replied bashfully.

“I’m not complaining, am I?” you sassily replied.

Charles simply just brought you closer to his chest. You both laid there for most of the day until Charles was needed by Hank.

As soon as you could, you went to find Raven. She was in the middle of a conversation with Erik when you found her. You grabbed her, urgently telling Erik, “Sorry, it’s very important. I need Raven right now.”

“What the hell?” Raven asked you once you made it to your room. You explained what you woke up to this morning, making her even more giddy than you were.

“This is perfect. He’s definitely into you,” Raven offered excitedly.

“Well what do I do about it?” you asked. You

“You should make your move tonight after dinner,” Raven explained. She then went into a detailed fake scenario about what will happen. You tuned her out to think of your own plan.

After your talk with Raven, you ended up taking a short nap. When you woke up, you realized you would be late for dinner, so you quickly freshened up and made your way down.

You could hear the usual commotion of dinner, except it sounded a bit more hectic than usual. Upon walking into the dining area you noticed three things. First, your chair that was usually between Charles and Raven, was broken to pieces in its spot. Next, you saw Hank and Alex wrestle about on the floor. Then last, you noticed an annoyed Charles, a bemused Raven, and a thrilled Erik.

“What the hell happened?” you questioned. At the sound of your voice, the two boys on the ground got up swiftly, pointing a finger at each other.

“The boys thought to bring their wrestle match inside. Your chair as well as a couple unsuspecting vases were victims of this,” Charles explained with a sigh.

“Well where do I sit?” you asked. Neither Hank or Alex made eye contact with you, not wanting to give up their seats.

“What about Charles' leg? I want you to still be next to me, but you would crush my small thighs,” Raven smirked at you. You knew exactly what she was trying to suggest, you just hoped that Charles didn’t pick up on it.

“I’m okay with that,” Charles replied, scooting his chair out a bit so you could fit.

Softly sitting on his lap, with a blush, you complimented, “Ever the gentleman.”

From there, thankfully, dinner went as usual. Noone seemed to care about you sitting on Charles lap. You were embarrassed and nervous the entire time, but no one seemed to pay any mind, except Raven who throughout your conversation was giving you slight smirks. Eventually, Raven was talking to Hank in front of you, so you were quietly finishing your food.

Finishing your food, you leaned back onto Charles. He coughed but said nothing. Turning around to look at him, you moved and you felt something under you. With direct eye contact with Charles, you softly moved your hips to confirm your suspicions.

That definitely won’t help, Charles breathily informed you in your mind. Be a good girl, and keep still.

With a blush, you replied, And if I don’t want to?

Charles gave you a raised brow in surprise. You hoped that you weren’t too forward or made him uncomfortable. The longer he took to reply, the more disappointed you got that he did not share your feelings.

As you were about to get up, Charles held your waist down. Softly rubbing one of your arms, he offered, Don’t worry Darling. I’m not opposed, I was just a bit taken by surprise. I assumed you saw me as nothing more than an adoptive brother.

Facing forward again to not alarm anyone to your silent conversation, I definitely don’t think of you as a brother.

You reassured your statement with a soft grind onto the hardened bulge in his pants. He breathed in your ear, gripping your arm tightly.

Keep grinding, and see what happens, Charles hinted.

Grinding harder against him, you replied, What are you thinking?

I’m thinking about taking you right on this table, he tried sounding harsh but the pleasure you were giving him only made him sound desperate.

Aww, are you that sensitive? Imagine what it will feel like when I do this without our clothes in the way, you seductively teased.

Charles shifted, letting out an almost silent whine. You looked around to see if anyone heard but everyone was too busy in their own conversations. You shifted again before ordering, I would be quiet if I were you Charles. We don’t want anyone to know about your little problem.

With a hard grind, you emphasized, Or should I call it a big problem?

Charles lightly panted behind you and if you saw his face, you would have seen it brushed with a red tint.

What do you say we sneak out of here? Charles almost begged.

Now that would be rude to leave in the middle of dinner, with that you turned to Raven and started a conversation with her, ignoring him.

Throughout the rest of dinner, you would shift just to tease Charles. He was squeezing your waist as a way to control himself. You noticed him to be a complete mess and when someone talked to him, you would start grinding making him stutter his words.

When dinner was over, which Charles would claim was hours long, you two were the last to leave.

When you finally got up, you turned around to observe Charles. His face was incredibly flushed, his pants looked a bit too tight on his bulge, and there was even a small spot of precum darkening his pants.

“Do I truly have this kind of effect on you?” you questioned with a blush.

He simply got closer to you, kissing you with so much passion you thought you would fall over. It felt like fireworks finally being able to kiss him. Your whole body flushed, and you felt your panties get even more wet than they were before.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you for years,” he told you. “So yes, you very much do have that effect on me.”

“Then take me to your room, Professor,” you addressed. You watched as his eyes darkened at the use of his title. He held your hand as you both swiftly made your way to his room.

Once in his room, you softly urged him towards his bed. You continued your kiss, sitting on his lap. He had his hands exploring as much of your body as he could reach, your hands simply running through his hair.

I wonder if I should pull it, you briefly thought. Charles moaned into your mouth. You stopped kissing him to give an experimental tug on his soft hair, forcing a loud groan to come from his mouth.

“Oh, is that what you want, Professor?” you teased, with a smirk.

He simply nodded in response, grinding you on him harder.

Getting off of him, you replied, “I think I need words, Professor. What do you want me to do to you tonight?”

With a flushed face and panting breath, he begged, “Please, I need you to fuck me.”

“Such lewd words, Charles,” you teased, before summoning vines to wrap around his wrists, connecting him to the bed. He whined in protest to your actions. “I don’t think you’re allowed to touch me yet, Professor.”

You straddled his waist and resumed kissing him. With his hands tied, he wasn’t able to touch you the way that he wanted to, sending a short, please, into your mind. You ignored him to kiss all around his face and neck.

You slowly kissed down his neck, finding his sweet spots and making him moan. You made marks along his neck, then his collarbones, making your way all the way down.

You softly ran your nails down his abs making him shiver in pleasure. You gave slight pecks and licks until you got to his v-line, “Should I take off your pants, Professor?”

“Please, darling,” he whined. You pulled his pants off, but left his briefs off.

Rubbing him through his briefs, watching the wet pot of precum get bigger, you teased,” I quite like the way you look. Sitting under me, you look so handsome.”

Blushing at your compliment, he wiggled his hips, urging you to touch him. You obliged by bringing your mouth close to the tent in his briefs and blowing hot air on to him.

“Please touch me, darling. I want you to fuck me,” Charles all but cried.

“Whatever you want, honey,” you replied as you finally pulled his briefs down his legs. At the sight of his cock hitting his stomach, you quickly got up to shed all of your clothes. Charles admired your naked body, wishing that he could touch you and please you.

You sat back on his naked thighs to touch him. As your fingers rubbed his cock, he let out a loud moan that had arousal pooling in you. You quickly got on your knees and sank your body fully on him.

He felt so good, stretching you out, that you let out an erotic cry that had him twitching inside you. “You like my cunt, honey?”

“Yes, you feel absolutely perfect,” he complimented. Fully adjusted to his length, you finally started to move. You place your hands on his chest for balance and set a pulsing rhythm.

You decided that you teased Charles enough, so you let the vines wrapped around him go, letting him move freely. He swiftly grabbed your hips, pounding into you.

The rhythm and speed at which Charles was pounding you with, had him touching the right spots, making you quiver in his arms. He brought a hand down to your clit, rubbing it harshly.

“Are you close, Professor?” you asked breathily. He nodded his head in response. “Well that’s too bad, you aren’t allowed to come until I do.”

He whined in protest but kept going at a harsh pace. He flipped you over, hitting the perfect spot inside of you. You moaned and shook under him, approaching your orgasm.

“Make me cum, handsome,” you whispered. At your command, he brought his hand back down to your clit. He rubbed you inside and out with such passion that he had you cumming quickly and blissfully. You moaned out his name, squeezing around him, making him cum too.

Laying down peacefully next to him, you both dreamily stared at each other.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” Charles softly whispered to you.

You smiled back at him, “You too, handsome.”

As you were drifting to sleep, Charles asked you, “Will you be my Darling forever?”

“I want nothing more,” you replied, giving him a soft kiss.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 10 months

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Can I have prompt 3 and 10 for Charles xavier please

.⋆｡Lost And Found｡⋆.

Charles Xavier x plus size reader

When the world learned of the existence of mutants after the incident in Cuba, you thought you had lost your family forever but you’ve been wrong before

Warnings: angst, anti-mutant sentiment, long lost lovers, little bit of fluff

WC: 650

Minors DNI

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Being alone was both your greatest fear and your greatest strength. Alone you were safe, you could protect yourself from humanity and their hatred for your kind. But you yearned to be touched, kissed, hell even if you heard someone else’s voice, that would be enough.

But it was too risky to travel back into civilization when your mutation was so apparent- the live snakes in your hair were not so easy to hide. So you took to wandering the earth alone with only your thoughts to keep you company.

You thought about your family a lot. Sean and Alex were your little brothers, Raven you best friend and confidant, Erik was your vastly over protective older brother, Hank your insomnia buddy. And Charles, how could you ever forget Charles.

He was your everything. Your lover, your teacher, your dearest friend, your soulmate. And you had lost him, on that beach in Cuba so long ago. The moment Erik stopped those missiles, you knew, you knew that you were one of millions of mutants who had to go into hiding.

You couldn’t risk Charles’s safety by being with him, so you ran and you ran and you ran. You ran for years until you could barely remember why you were even running at all. Occasionally, you would meet another mutant and they would tell you of what was happening in the world. It seemed to get bleaker each day. There was no hope left for mutants like you, all that was left was counting down the days until some human would inevitably find you and put you away.

The woods here were dense, shadows loomed over you like a protective barrier and for once, you felt a sliver of safety. Something in your chest eased here almost like returning home. Drops of rain slipped through the canopy, landing on your covered head.

Thunder rolled overhead, distracting you from your thoughts for a moment. And that’s all it took. The prodding in your mind was familiar just as much as it was jarring. Panic ripped through you as you furiously attempted to slam the door on your mind but it was far too late, he knew.

The rain froze and the world went silent and suddenly he was there. He looked older, more tired but he was still your Charles.

“Charles-“ Your voice was weak with disuse. He flinched at the sound.

“I never thought I would see you again.” You fought it, you really did, but like he always did, he pulled you in. Your feet carried you to the telepath, your heart pounding louder and louder in your ears with each step.

He was frozen in place, like the rain, but tears flowed freely down his cheeks, his stunning blue eyes rimmed with a devastating red. “I thought you died!” His sadness shifted to rage quickly.

“I had to leave, I had to protect you.” He was close enough to touch now, but you didn’t dare to each out.

“We would have been safe together. We were protected together.” You shook your head, it would do no good to keep arguing with him. “You broke my heart.”

You smiled at him but it did not reach your eyes. “I loved- love you too much to let you suffer when you could so easily live.” His concentration wavered, the rain resuming once more.

“I cannot live without you.” And then all the walls, all the pain, came crumbling down in his lips as he took you by the wide curve of your hips and kissed you like he never would again. Water soaked into your clothes but the chill didn’t stop you.

Charles pulled away to take your face in his palms, pushing back your hood as he did so. “Beautiful.” He murmured. “It’s time to come home now.” And you could only nod, glad to not be alone anymore.

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bellarkeselection · 1 year

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Ok so this is my first ever request I just loved your recent Charles Xavier fic !! So obvs Charles x reader

Charles is thrown from his wheelchair during a mission and breaks his arm. The reader has to learn how to take care of him. Charles breaks down while reader is helping him use the bathroom. After she helps him undress and get ready for bed. Once they are settled in Charles reaches into his nightstand and pulls out a ring and proposes.

(sorry if it's too specific? Not sure if I did this right 😅)

My Caretaker Ring

Charles was used to asking me for help with his wheelchair. I had met him during the lecture he gave before the event of Cuba and since we were both telepathic we could agree easily. Rolling him into the bathroom of his room he sighed sending me a look. "I am truly sorry I ask for your assistance with this dear. Unfortunately Hank is busy in the lab." Running my fingers through his hair I smiled wrapping my arms around his waist lifting him up the best I could sitting him down on the toilet. He did his business while I waited outside the door until he was finished and needed my help back into the wheelchair. "Don't worry, Charles. I don't mind this one bit. And do you know why because I care about you no matter what I have to help you with." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders grunting where we stumbled over to the wheelchair and he dropped down onto it. He sucked in a sharp breath meeting my gaze. His soft blues were tired from what I could tell.

“Alright let’s get you ready for bed. It’s been a long day for both of us.” I responded knowing that the younger students had been a mess of problems today. Charles had this sense of believing that everyone could learn to control their abilities if they tried hard enough. He raised his arms removing his shirt and changing into one of his night shirts just fine. Bending down on my knees he helped me push his pants down where I slipped his shorts up until he held himself up by the handles so he could get them up over his waist. “Thank you, my dear. I don’t know what I would do without you.” Moving behind his wheelchair I pushed him into the bedroom and up to the side of the bed where he would always insisted that he could get onto the bed on his own.

Climbing onto my side of the bed I had started sleeping in the same room as him in case he needed help in the middle of the night. Shutting my eyes I was about asleep until I felt him shifting on his side of the bed where I rolled over onto my side meeting his gaze. "Charles, are you alright - why do you have a ring?" I gasped seeing that he was holding a silver ring in his hands staring deeply at me. He shifted closer to me clearing his throat where I could see he was nervous because his face turned a light red. "Y/n, I have been waiting to find the right words before I made the move to propose but there are too many words to describe how I love you. You have been with me through everything and never once made me feel like less. You give me inspiration and love to get through anything so will you marry me?" Flinging my arms around his neck I kissed him deeply where he smiled when I broke the kiss letting him slide the ring on. "You could have asked me the night we met and I would have said yes so sooner." He kissed me slowly before we laid in the bed grinning.

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lokisivy · 1 year

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can you PLEASE do some charles xavier x reader smut.

Warnings are just pure smut no plot I don't feel like writing a plot at the moment.

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He was mad. very mad.

you acted too much of a smart-ass in his class. now he is fucking you on his desk.

his hands on your neck and your back against the desk. your legs are wrapped around his waist.

"You like it when I fuck you like that." it was obvious you loved it.

"Yes, I love it." you pant his hips meeting yours faster and harder each time.

"Of course you love it, I'm not surprised since your such a whore for my cock right, you go dumb when it's in you that's why you felt the need to be a smart ass in class right?"

Your walls squeezed him causing a grunt to leave him.

"fuck! Charles Im so fucking close," you screamed

"No my darling a slut like you don't deserve to cum this fast," he said lifting your legs on his shoulder causing the new angel to hit your sweet spot every time her fucking into you.

"Charles!" You cried out

"If you cum without my permission I will punish you Y/N and not the good one where you cum."

he was very close over the edge but he wanted to see you fall apart on his hands

you knew too well you to mess with him knowing that he will mind control you not to cum unless he lets you. like he did before.

the more you held it the harder it was to contain yourself.

"Charles please."

"Please what?"

"Please let me cum I'm sorry." you cried tears falling down from your eyes.

your wall squeezing his cock to death.

"Let it go my love."

a loud moan left your mouth and more others did too.

you screamed, feeling him spasm around you, filling you with his warm release, making your legs shake really hard and making him chuckle at your reaction. euphoria leaving your body.

"Maybe i should be a smartass in your class more often." you laugh

"Yeah." he laughs in your neck

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the-dendrophile-bookdragon · 1 year

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Cuddle Up, Baby

Pairing: Charles Xavier x reader

Warnings: angst, fire, a little fluff

Summary: cuddling, wrapped in soft blankets, in front of a fire place

You sighted as you walked through the house of the big mansion. Your heart felt heavy in your chest. It ached for the children not being able to go home. The children who were cast away by family because of who they were.

You walked down the stairs, straight to the big oak doors of his office. You didn’t bother to knock. He could feel you from afar. He told you so.

You opened his office door and walked in. You plopped down on the couch in front of the fireplace. Charles smirked slightly as he saw you before it disappeared again. “I’m sorry for reading your thoughts. And yes, I have something planed for students staying at the school. Hank already bought presents. Don’t worry. Jean is responsible for the dinner. She showed me what she had in mind. Ororo will help her cook.”

You nodded slowly. Charles put his glasses down, put the exams to the side and moved over to the couch. You had a hollow look on your face. His own heartstrings were pulled by the same hurt you felt in your chest.

“You will need to help me up.” You were pulled back from the dark place of your mind as Charles’s voice echoed through your mind. You looked at him and nodded slowly.

You held him under his arms as he transferred his body from his wheelchair to the cushions of the sofa. He pulled one leg after the other up on the surface. He left some space for you to craw into. “There is a blanket on the other armrest.” You nodded before you crawled into his arms.

The warmth of him, the fire and the blanket seeped into your cold bones. Charles drew soothing patterns on your back. “You want to talk about it.” You shook your head lightly.

After a while your eyes started to water. Tears burned at the corners of your eyes threatening to fall down. “Let it go, sweetheart.” Small sobs and whimpers wrecked your body. “It’s not fair. They are so young. Why aren’t they loved by parental figures.” Charles sighted, “But they are. One of your students told me they are glad they are away from home. They never felt the love of a parent as much as they felt yours. You are their parental figure. Never forget that.” Your sobs grew stronger. Charles tried to sooth you but your whimpers wouldn’t stop.

Through your tears you whimpered, “Trust me, Charles. These tears are happy tears. I am so relieved they feel that way.” Charles kissed your head. “Close your eyes. You need to refill your energy levels so you can shower everyone in your love the next day.”

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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VALENTINES DAY WITH ERIK AND CHARLES <3

• Valentines day with the boys is quite, for lack of better words, a mess

• Erik believes himself above the holiday and its practices while Charles relishes it, more often than not laughing lightly while telling Erik to lighten up

• The first thing either of you wake up to in your shared bed is Charles burying a smile in the crook of—namely your—neck, whispering a light good morning that tickled your skin

• Charles see's today as a day where he can get away with spoiling you and Erik with his love. Something he doesn't even attempt to hide on the regular anyways, if only for the sake of any students that may be passing by

• The telepath takes over what is normally Erik's roll of cooking breakfast (often aided by the latters ability to control metal while whirling pots and pans around to cook) and opts for some simple pancakes. Which of course he has to keep out of sight of the other students and Pietro, fearing they may be gone before either three of you had the chance to taste them

• "Eat up darling."

• "Charles, you are aware that these pancakes appear to be burnt around the edges?"

• "Yes. I'm just as aware of that as the glass of whiskey in your hand at nearly nine in the morning as well. So I suggest you eat tbe food before I have (Y/n) take it from you."

• Later on throughout the day, much later than breakfast for sure, if there's time between classes and breaking up couples that seemed to be attempting to suck each other faces off in the hallways, Charles will take you for a walk to his favorite tree. Simply sitting under the shade and talking about anything that comes to mind

• "While this has been rather fun, I'm a bit curious how we got from the topic of what you're having for lunch to the amount of cyanide in an apple seed (Y/n)."

• "Erik taught me a couple fun facts the other day!"

• "Oh course he did."

• It doesn't happen until the very end of the day when the sun has gone down and dorm lights are being turned off when Erik finally decides to play nice

• He ends up gifting both you and Charles with a promise ring he made himself via his powers, a matching one already resting along a finger of his own

• The day was perfect overall, and ended up with you all sleeping peacefully next to each other like always

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shawty-writes-a-little · 2 years

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heyhey id love a charles xavier x reader with prompts “is that your seventh cup of coffee?” and “when is the last time you slept?” in which charles overworks himself again? soo if u have time and obviously want to write it id be v happy! :) tysm!

HELLO LOVELY here you go <3333 (Yeo anon don’t forget to drink water)

Just an hour

Charles Xavier x fem!reader

Prompt list request

Word count: 1.2k+

Warnings: None just fluff

An: this was supposed to be a short Drabble 💀

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The corridors of x-mansion had fallen silent for quite some time, pin drop silence given everyone had gone to bed but Charles was still up burning the midnight oil as if time wasn’t going by at the slightest. Y/n tried to sneak up on him but he heard her, even her gentle footsteps on the hardwood floor.

She wrapped her arms around his torso as he softened under her warmth “Hello darling” Charles hummed kissing the knuckles of her palms that hugged him.

“Don’t ‘hello darling’ me why are you still up?” She questioned standing beside him.

Charles let out a sigh knowing she wouldn’t let it go. “Just some work, I’ll be with you soon enough.” Though disappointed with sudden lack of closeness he again pulled her closer to him by wrapping his arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head.

It always so happened that Charles would be clingy when exhausted, he was a touchy expressive lover nonetheless but even more when he’s tried “It’s 3 am already you can finish this tomorrow.”

“I’m aware but I have to finish this thesis for today fingers crossed they actually consider it for once.” He scoffed as y/n felt bad about it, a lot of times it would happen that whenever he would spend days writing a thesis putting so much effort later the research team would disregard it because ‘mutation’ was a controversial subject. It was sad to watch him come back so dejected afterwards.

“I will help you with this tomorrow just come to bed right now it’s so late as it is and—“ Charles just nodded mindlessly sipping from his cup, caffeine of course. Y/n didn’t have to be a mind reader to know that, the whole room smelled of coffee. There were empty cups lying all around and he hadn’t slept a minute since the day before obviously that’s what’s kept him going. “Uh-is that your seventh cup of coffee?”

Charles was still just slightly nodding he expected her to go on with how he should go to bed but as stubborn as he was he liked to continue to finish his thesis. Y/n waited for him to respond as he came back to his sense, “Huh-“ he recollected what she asked him “Oh the coffee yes-um probably?” He looked around the room with all the empty that were more than seven.

Y/n took the current coffee cup he had in his hands away from him and placed it far on the table “You need to take a break this is not-“

“Love it’s quite alright it’s just one day I can finish this for now.” He argued but y/n wasn’t having any of it.

“This isn’t healthy at all you’re clearly overworking yourself!” Gently she took his hands in hers “Why don’t you take a break a small break-I’m not asking you to sleep and finish this in the morning just a break? Go to sleep for an hour at least?”

“I know you’re trying to trick me into sleeping and I appreciate you doing that but I can’t show up with incomplete thesis—“

“I’m not tricking you! I’ll set a timer and wake you up in an hour myself I promise!” She exclaimed as he sighed turning back to the scattered papers on the desk. “Just an hour! Please! It isn’t even much time and you would work better with a rested mine and—“

“Alright fine!” He interrupted her midway knowing y/n wouldn’t stop until he finally gave in. “But do wake me up” he reminded her as she nodded happily.

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The next morning Charles woke up by the sun rays beaming through the blinds with y/n close to him it felt like the most perfect place to be if only just for a moment. Soon he realised he woke up by the sun rays. The sun was already up, y/n didn’t wake him up from his sleep like she promised she would. He got tricked into this even after confirmed with her that she set the alarms. As much as he wanted to wake up y/n and tell her how cross he was with her right now she looked heavenly while asleep. He hated to ruin that peace and comfort on her face so he decided to postpone that for when she actually wakes up.

Getting out of bed he arranges the blanket over y/n again and goes back to his office. He was surprised how is desk wasn’t the same way he left it the other night, the table was arranged neatly, the coffee cups were gone moreover it didn’t look like there had happened a war in there. Y/n probably did that whilst they were talking he must’ve been too tried to notice it the other night.

On the centre of his desk he finds a well printed copy with the title of the thesis he had to present. Strange.

Charles opened it to find most of the first pages to be the ones he had written but he distinctly remembered he hadn’t yet completed it. The copy in his hands was a finished one. He skimmed through his parts and read the completed ones to him it seemed so well postured, even with a proper conclusion in the same pretext.

Joyed with the fact that he wouldn’t have to work on it for hours anymore it hit him. Y/n. Who else would’ve completed it for him? That’s why being a light sleeper y/n didn’t realise him slipping out of the bed this morning. Though hypocritical on her part, she forced him to retire to bed and probably stayed up the entire night to finish his work he thought.

Charles rushed back to their shared room and climbed back in the bed, showering her with kisses. “Good morning my love” He greeted as she fluttered her eyes.

Still tried she didn’t yet open her eyes completely and just nodded.

“Turns out my thesis is all completed.” He told her as she smiled a bit still half asleep. “That’s amazing!” Y/n said calmly suppressing a yawn.

“Do you by any chance know how that happened? Because from what I remember I hadn’t finished it.” Charles asked rhetorically snuggling her closer to him.

“Hmm? That’s weird maybe you woke up in your sleep?” Y/n joked burying her head in the crook of his neck.

“I know you’re the one who stayed up to finish it.” Charles told her as she sighed flashing a small smile. “You shouldn’t have y/n now you’re going to be all tried-“

Y/n leaned in interrupting his lecture with a short kiss just then he pulled her closer again brushing his lips against hers, “You can still make your changes though consider mine as a rough draft”

“You have no idea how perfect it is I truly appreciate it-though its unwise you stayed up the entire night finishing it for me!”

“That’s rich coming from you” she raised a brow as Charles chuckled slightly. “Also shut the blinds I’m going back to sleep.”

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madlittlecriminal · 10 months

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Charles Xavier Masterlist

(*) ➞contains sexual innuendos/light smut

(**) ➞contains smut

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binkszamsstuff · 2 years

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I trusted you. Buckys version pt3

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The warm breeze washed over him as he stepped off the jet, today bucky would have to face the woman he loved and broke. As the two super soldiers walked into their hotel room both men dreading the next two days.

One floor up a man head over heels sneaked down to his soon to be wife's hotel room. He quickly swiped his key card to her room, he headed to the bathroom to be met with his beautiful girl naked soaking in the tub.

Her hair wet as she gently played and divided around the bubbles. She had a warm smile on her face so ready to marry the man who she would never hurt her. "My baby, I've missed you" he spoke slowly walked to her, she jumped at his sudden appearance. "Charlie!!!! I cant believe you! You know it's bad luck to see me before wedding." The minder reader shrugged acting innocent.

"Love, you know I cant sleep without you. Come on pretty baby make love with me?" He was now sat on the side of the tub. "Charles we cant!" She said bashfully to him. "Y/n dont you want to have one last night of mind blowing sex! You know one last night before I have you forever?" Gosh she couldn't deny the man and she must likely never will.

"Alright take me to bed." She said looking up at him but the boyish grin on his face me her second guess her choice. "Oh no love I think in going to join you in the water."

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Steve and bucky were laying on their hotel bed listening to the people above them have the most passionate sex ever. And with their super soldier hearing it was like listening to an audio porn. But steve couldn't shake the feeling that the moans of the woman above sounded so familiar to him. His body reacting in way y/n could only ever get him aroused, his hard cock begging for attention from the mysterious girl upstairs. He tried to ignore her screams of pleasure, the woman sounded just like y/n, he thought to himself. Then he heard "oh yeah baby come on my dick" the man spoke from above the woman moaning from his words.

"Yeah I gonna cum in this tiny little pussy and make you a mommy. Yeah you want that huh? You wanna have my baby honey, my little wife wants me to fuck my cum into her. Yeah you like that y/n?" The man growled out.

Steve shot put bed, the woman who sounded so much like y/n was y/n! No wonder his body was reacting that way it was her. And her soon to be husband. He remembered, buckys eyes went wide him sitting up once her heard it.

"Oh god it's her!" Steve said the pain catching up to him. She had moved on, left him, was happy with this new man, wanted kids. They've only been together a year and a half he's marrying her yet. it took steve 3 years just to pop the question! Bucky wrapped steve in his arms while steve sobbed.

She wasn't his anymore, and never would be ever again.

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The wedding was beautiful wanda and clint gushed at how cute it was. Natasha giving bucky and steve a glare the whole time, while tony got drunk enough to make thors mead look like nothing and dancing with sunglasses on to the song 'kiss me'. And that's what the super soldiers did as they watched you dance with your new husband -they got drunk.

The x-men watched carefully at the two, bucky slowly made his way to the restroom while the party still jumped with action. Just as he finished y/n came into the hallway bucky stopped in his tracks. "Bucky?" She said as she walked -no more like ran to him her white dress flowing behind her, her hair doing the same. She looked so happy to see him, he opened his arms a small smile on his face with watery eyes. She ran into his embrace hugging him for dear life.

"Y/n honey, I'm so sorry. I know what steve I did was horrible but we do love you. I know that doesn't make it better but please please I just had to tell you. I know i nor steve will never have you the way we want a-and that's okay. I hope you have a great life love. I'm so-so sorry" his words came out in sobs as he held her face in his hands. Her eyes filled with love that he hadn't seen in such a long time. "I forgive you bucky, I will always love you and steve." She held her hands atop his.

Then her skin turned blue, then her eyes yellow. Bucky backed away from her "y/n! What's wrong!" He said as her dress turned into one of the bridesmaids.

"I'm not y/n" raven laughed at him. Bucky came running back into the ballroom his eyes searching for her. There she was smiling at her husband as he rubbed cake on her nose.

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I know so short but I wanted to split it In two versions. One of how bucky had his night go and how steve faced the night of the readers wedding. Part one part two

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Happy Skies - Charles Xavier X Female (Mutant) Reader

Title: Happy Skies

Charles Xavier X Female (Mutant) Reader

Additional Characters: Hank, Reader's parents, bullies (Mentioned), Reader's aunt and cousins (Mentioned), and Storm (Mentioned)

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WC: 1,681

Warnings: Mention of bullies, Reader's parents are rude, mutation like Pepa from Encanto, nervousness, anxiety, mention of divorce, and cuteness

Standing next to your mother and father, you kept your head down as she knocked on the large doors of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. You looked up when someone opened and watched in awe as a tall man with brown hair walked out. He smiled warmly at you and your parents before waving them inside.

"I am Hank, the Professor is expecting you. I'll take you to his office." The young man said as he led you into the school.

You followed him through the halls until they finally came to a stop in front of a door that you presumed to be the Professor's office, whoever he was.

"Enter..." A voice from the other side spoke, and Hank opened the door for you, your other, and your father to enter.

Behind a desk was a man, he had brown wavy hair and striking blue eyes. When you met his gaze, he smiled warmly. "Welcome, you three must be the L/Ns," He said politely, before looking at your mother and father. "What can I help you with?"

Your mother and father both looked hesitant, but your father stepped forward. "We'd like to enroll our daughter in the school," Your father said nervously. "She's very intelligent, but... She's been having trouble with her uh..." Your father trailed off.

Your mother popped in, "Her powers... They are rather hard to deal with if I have to be honest with you. We're hoping this will help her... Condition."

The Professor pursed his lips, "Well, I would gladly help her." He began before continuing, "Could you please add to what makes this hard, so I can further understand more, please?" He asked and your mother continued.

"Well, she went through all of her schooling fine, but she began acting up, I would say, during the end of high school and college. She doesn't work and she lives with her father and I..." Your mother trailed off again, unsure how to continue.

The Professor interjected, "Do you mind if I ask why?" He asked, and your mother looked down. "Are you worried about something?"

"Well, we were told that it could be due to these powers." Your mother said as she gestured towards you, who just stood there, arms wrapped around yourself.

"Dear, how about you grab your things from the car?" Your father asked and you quickly nodded, before leaving the room and going down the hall and out the main doors where you jogged to the car.

Letting out a sigh, you finally let go of your powers, not having to feel the uncomfortable tight sensation anymore. A gray cloud floated above your head, as you began to grab your two small suitcases. Shutting the trunk, you began wheeling your two bags to the doors, once more. Before you entered, you held your breath, closing your eyes as you pushed your powers back down.

Looking up, you sighed as the cloud was gone and you re-entered the building, walking to the office once more, you heard your mother and father's voice, causing you to stop.

"You see, we just can't watch her anymore. It's draining us." Your mother said, and your father continued, "Our daughter's condition even has the both of us debating on divorce."

"I'm sorry to hear that." The Professor said apologetically. "But, perhaps we can help." His voice trailed off as he looked at the paperwork in front of him, before looking back up at your parents, "Don't worry, I'll do everything in my power to help your daughter."

As your mother and father exited the office, you stood there, trying to be as emotionless as possible as they gave you one last look before speeding out of the school. The Professor wheeled out of his office, before stopping beside you, startling you for a moment.

"Well, they seem... Nice" He stated, and you nodded, "Why don't you come inside my office? I would like to hear your end to all of this."

You followed him into the office, sitting down at the desk as he wheeled to his side across from you. "So, what's your name? Your parents didn't say." He asked.

"I'm... Y/N" You replied, and he nodded, before continuing.

"Y/N, That's a lovely name." The Pressor spoke with a small smile, "You can call me Charles, now what's your story?"

You shifted in your seat, unable to look the man in the eyes. He was handsome, there was no doubt about it. And, his accent, oh god, your heart raced at the sound of it. "My parents..." You started, but you stopped, biting your lip.

"Please, I know it may be difficult to talk about, just tell me what you are comfortable talking about."

You nodded, clearing your throat. "Well, I was able to get through my schooling. Even in college, it was hard because of my... Powers." You explained, and Charles nodded.

"I see, I take it these 'powers' are related to the cloud?" He asked, and you nodded before your eyes widened and you looked up, seeing the cloud above your head.

You tried to swat it away, but Charles stopped you. "Why are you doing that?" He asked and you stopped, shrugging.

"It's annoying, it's always there unless I'm happy and I have to suppress it or people will make fun of me."

Charles narrowed his eyes, "Have people made fun of you?" He asked, and you hesitantly nodded.

"Because... it's weird and I can't hide it well."

"Well, I don't think it's weird." Charles began with a smile. "I think it's fascinating." He paused, and then continued, "And, I think you should wear it proudly."

You looked at him confused, before realizing he was referring to the cloud. "Oh...!" You exclaimed and looked down shyly. "I... I just think it causes too much trouble."

"What can you do?" Charles asked curiously.

"Um, well, I..." You thought for a moment, before speaking. "I can control it, it's just hard sometimes." You added, and Charles nodded, seemingly understanding. "My emotions control the cloud. If I don't have control of my emotions, I don't have control of the cloud. If that makes sense."

The Professor nodded. "Yes, that does make perfect sense. Can you show me?"

You took a deep breath, before answering. "I... I don't know."

"Why not?" Charles asked, and you shrugged.

"I don't want to. I could ruin everything."

"Y/N, I assure you, this is going to help you." He assured, and you looked at him, trying to gauge if he was lying.

"By practicing, you'll learn to control it. We can do our first lesson now." He offered and you looked down, sighing softly.

"Okay." You agreed, and Charles smiled, nodding.

"Good. Now, you said it goes along with your emotions... Think about something sad for me." He instructed and you closed your eyes, trying to think, before recalling a memory.

During middle school, some kids were making fun of you. It made you very angry. They would call you names and tease you. It took all of your might not to let your cloud out.

"Fascinating..." Charles spoke up, making you open your eyes.

Looking at him, he was looking up at your cloud, seeing as it quietly thundered. "Y/N. It's enchanting, really."

You blushed and looked down, taking another deep breath before looking back up at Charles, your cheeks heating up even more. "I was so mad." You admitted, before letting out a small laugh, your cloud slowly becoming a fluffy white.

"So when you are angry, you thunder..." Charles stated, and you nodded in response.

"When I'm sad, it rains," You continued, "But if my emotions are too big or loud or whatever, it's hard to control."

"I see," Charles said as he nodded again. "Has it ever gone out of control?"

You looked up at him, surprised. "Yes... At my aunt's wedding."

Charles nodded, clasping his hands together on his desk. "What happened?" He reminded you of a therapist.

And, yet, he was so easy to talk to.

"One of my cousins was making fun of me and I began thundering and I may or may not accidentally started a hurricane and ruined the wedding." You answered with a shrug, and Charles hummed.

"Well, I know that I can help you. If you allow me to, that is?" He offered and you looked up at him, unsure.

"Can you?" You asked timidly, and he nodded.

"Yes, I'd love to help you. So, what do you say?" He asked, looking at you with a soft smile.

You sat back in your seat. "Alright," You whispered, and Charles smiled warmly.

"Great, then let's begin." He said, standing up and motioning to you to follow. "I'll show you to your new room."

You got up, grabbed your bags, and did as he asked, following him down a long hall to a closed door near the end of the hallway. Opening the door, you smiled slightly at the sight of it. It was a nice-sized room, with a queen-sized bed, closet, and bathroom attached.

"This will be your room. All the students have the upstairs, but since you won't be going to classes, you'll be on the same floor as the other teachers. I hope it is to your liking." He commented, and you nodded, unzipping your bag and setting your things on the bed. "And, if you need anything, you know where my office is. After you settle in, I'll have Storm show you around."

"Thank you." You said, and Charles nodded before taking your hand in his, making you blush.

“I hope you like it here, Y/N.” He spoke before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

You blinked, looking at your hand before sitting down on your new bed, you let out a sigh and smiled. Looking up, you saw your cloud above you. You looked it over for a few moments, before getting up and walking to your closet. You began to put away your things. Finally, you felt free and happy.

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mostlymarvelgirl · 1 year

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I'm A Telepath Too, Love. (Part 2)

[Alternate Universe Gen-Z OC]

Part 1

---------------------------------------------------Did I think it through before meeting Charles Xavier? Nope. I didn't have a clue on how to go about my story. I feel like I'm in a fanfiction position where the reader is contemplating their feelings. This wasn't fanfiction, unfortunately. Or maybe it is. Who knows? I have to get to him before I miss out due to daydreaming mind. It did work, though. Daydreaming took my mind off the voices. I couldn't hear anyone when I was too focused on my thoughts.

I kept walking like some crazy pilgrim to reach the "heavens." He was definitely "heavens" though. I finally entered the bar. It was the exact same one from the movie. But I wasn't quite sure whether this was going to be the scene before or after he became the professor. I'm hoping that this is not after the after him becoming a professor. Cause I don't wanna meet the drunk charles, and I might ruin the Moira meeting Charles thingy.

The doorbell chimed when I entered. A wave nausea passed through me as I could smell alcohol and moisture. Another wave of excitement filled me when I saw Raven. Yes, you heard me. It was HER. Holy hell, my bisexual senses were tingling.

Meanwhile, this scene was going on which I had completely missed due to my bisexual tingles.

"Heterochromia.", Charles stated to the woman.

"A gentleman would at least offer to buy me a drink first.", the woman replied pretending to be not enamored by his accent and was playing hard to get.

"Heterochromia is in reference to your eyes, which I have to say are stunning. One green, one blue. It's a mutation. It's a very groovy mutation. I've got news for you, Amy. You are a mutant.", Charles stated his usual lines to get her interested, which seemed to get her attention.

"First you proposition a girl and then you call her deformed. How is that seduction technique working for you?", she asked with a tinge of hatred.

"I'll tell you in the morning.", he replied completely ignoring her bad remarks.

Because of me entering this timeline, Raven hadn't gone to Charles for a drink and didn't do her "Heterochromia" move.

And also I didn't quite realize I was staring at her the whole time, which made Charles turn towards me with a confused look.

I felt a bit uneasy all of a sudden. As if something was pinching the back of my head. Me being me completely ignored that, and got excited when Raven stared back at me. She smiled awkwardly and waved to me. So I waved back and started walking towards her.

Then, all of sudden, someone held me back by my hips. I quickly got scared and slapped the person hard in the face. Not realizing what I had done, I turned to see that I had slapped Charles, who was wincing in pain and held his cheek in his palm to cool down the pain.

I heard some chairs move and saw Raven coming to Charles and the "Heterochromia" running out of the bar.

"Oh my God! Charles, are you OK?", Raven asked while rubbing his back.

I quickly started apologizing.

"O-M-G I'm soo sorry... Charles. I was staring at Raven.. and..uh.. and I didn't mean to d-", I paused realizing the mistake I made.

Raven moved away from Charles. She was scared. She looked angry and creeped out. Charles's eyes had widened. His fingers quickly moved towards his temple.

"STOP! WAIT! I'M LI-LIKE YOU BOTH..", I stuttered while hands were in a protective manner.

Charles brows furrowed. He wasn't sure of what I said. I was hoping he would believe me because in all other fanfiction he seemed pretty easily convinced and was warm-hearted. Clearly, that wasn't the case here.

"If that is the case, you don't seem quite like us. You know our names and from your body language, you seem know us better than we do. How do i- I mean we can trust you? You know what we both-", he was explaining when I interrupted him.

"Just read my mind, it's open now", I stated not wanting him to go away as he was my only hope. I know. I know. It's cheesy as my brain but the situation had asked for it.

He started fingering me... sorry.. I mean his brain. His eyes widened, and he smiled. I could feel his presence in my mind, rummaging through my memories and my thoughts. Yup, he smiled cause he knew how I scared I was of him leaving me all alone in an unknown universe and also because I had all my dirty thoughts locked up in an area which I didn't let him enter.

I glanced at Raven, who started smiling at me (oh good heavens, was it not relieving!), who knew what was going on. Charles was telepathically communicating with her whatever he should be knowing my unprecedented journey to the universe here.

Soon, his process was over. And they both just stared at me. This was kinda creepy. What the fawk were they even doing?

Soon, Raven came to give me hug to which I declined.

"Nononono... you don't hug me. First, I slapped your bro and second I'm bisexual so it's not safe", I replied quickly.

"It's okay.... what's your name?", Raven laughed along with Charles and asked.

"Oh, I'm Julianne. Julianne Ricci. Didn't Charles tell you my name?", I introduced myself.

"Nope. He was busy searching sone other stuff I guess", she replied.

We both went in for a hug for which I was way too excited which Raven didn't seem to mind but Charles was not happy about it.

"Alright, that's enough both of you.", Charles stated while barging between us.

Well, I guess Charles was either homophobic or jealous. Nah, I guess he's homophobic. Who would be jealous of me?

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A/N: Should I do part 3??

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