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Don't Let Your Son Go Down On Me	By : Zoisite84 Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2113 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I, I can't let go of this pairing, I'm so sorry. In yet another take-off of this universe, Magneto brings Pietro to Charles for reprimanding after he is discovered by Wanda at the ski resort, per Pietro's bumbling. Set during "Evolution." Warning for UNDERAGE material, since, again, Pietro's like 16-17 in this. Also, contains spanking. This is uh, this is pretty filthy, guys. Read at your own risk, please.

When Magneto fairly drags Pietro into the room by the arm, Charles already knows what he's there for, of course; they've all agreed that this is going to happen far in advance of Magneto and Pietro's arrival, and all of them want it equally.

"Tell him, Pietro," Magneto rumbles, shoving his son forward towards Charles, who is already positioned on the bed, leaning back against the headboard. The boy peers at Charles contritely, and Charles nods coaxingly at him. "Tell him what you did."

Pietro frowns. "I didn't mean to," he murmurs unhappily. "It's not my fault Wanda's really good at piecing stuff together, okay. I didn't even know my dad was at the ski resort."

"It matters not," Magneto tells him firmly, and Pietro looks up at him, his gaze slightly fearful. "It is still your fault for not being more cautious, for not trying to stop her once you figured out what she was planning to do." He holds out a hand when Pietro begins to protest this. "No. You will accept your share of the blame, Pietro, and also your punishment." At this, he gestures at Charles. "Perhaps this will teach you to be more careful in the future." Then he points at the boy's outfit. "Strip. Now."

Pietro steps away and disrobes quickly, his already pale skin nearly translucent in the light of the underground room. "Underwear, too," Magneto orders, but the boy hesitates. "I said, strip," Magneto finally barks, and yanks the boy's briefs down, and then smacks him hard on the ass. "Listen to me when I tell you to do something, Pietro," he bellows, and Pietro winces and nods frantically.

"Y-yes, father."

"Good." Magneto's face and voice soften. He gestures at Charles. "Climb onto his lap," he says, and Pietro does, this time quickly, his underwear still dangling just below his knees. Charles helps him to get properly positioned, which is apparently him on his belly, and he shivers, suddenly realizing that the other two men in the room are fully-clothed, and he is very, very much not.

Charles' hand rubs over Pietro's ass, and it's soft compared to the smack from his father. He swallows and quivers a little, and Charles murmurs soothing sounds at him. "Your father is very disappointed with your behavior, Pietro," he tells the boy, who bows his head. "You've caused much trouble for him with your lack of forethought, of logic." His hand smooths over Pietro's ass again, resting atop it, and Pietro bites his lip. "Are you ready for your punishment, then?" Charles asks him, and he sighs.

"Y-yes, Professor."

The first few smacks don't hurt any less than the one from Magneto. Pietro grunts and gasps and lets out small cries as Charles' hand beats his ass mercilessly, and it quickly manifests in red marks blossoming across each cheek. Eventually, Charles pauses for a moment, and Pietro shivers. "Now, Pietro, in your own words, what did you do wrong today?" he queries. Near the bed, Magneto sits silently, arms crossed, watching the scene intently.

Pietro glances at him and moans. "I - I didn't stop Wanda," he bites out, and Charles resumes spanking him, but makes it clear that Pietro should keep ruminating. "I should have tried harder to keep her away from our father," he gasps, and Magneto nods shortly. He grips the bedding with his fists, his legs tensing as Charles deals yet another blow to his cheeks. "I w-was a bad son," he sobs, and an errant tear slips down his face, with several others forming in the corners of his eyes. "I'm s-sorry, Dad," he cries, and Magneto's face is impassive.

"I know you are." Charles hits him again, and then stops, and Pietro can feel the older man's hand smoothing over his back. "You won't do this again," Magneto continues, and it's not a suggestion. Pietro nods quickly. Magneto glances at Charles, then. "What do you think, old friend?" he asks the other man. "Has my son learned his lesson yet?"

Charles smiles and glances down at Pietro fondly. "I believe he has," he acknowledges, and Pietro sighs with relief. Then he realizes that this means he should get off of the professor's lap, and cringes. Unfortunately, Charles' mutation makes it difficult to hide unwanted thoughts. "I believe he may have even earned a reward in return," the bald man murmurs, and Pietro's eyes widen. "That is," Charles continues, "if that is what he wants."

Pietro nods and turns over quickly, and both Charles and Magneto chuckle. "How can he be anything but your son," Charles murmurs at the other man, and Magneto only succeeds in looking vaguely offended. Pietro's gaze is wide as he watches Charles reach for his cock; the first feeling of the other man's fingers wrapping around his hardened flesh makes him moan wantonly, and Charles smiles at him. "Just relax, Pietro," the professor tells him, and Pietro pants and nods. "You've earned this."

It's over fairly quickly, Pietro being both young and easily excitable, though Charles tries to stretch it out as long as he can, pulling off and stopping several times, making Pietro groan and complain loudly. "Patience, Pietro," Magneto mutters at him, and Pietro tries to be patient, but it's hard. Instead, he bucks into Charles' hand, and then the professor works one finger between his ass cheeks, and then a second, and his thumb rubs over the slit of Pietro's cockhead, and then he's gone, sobbing with relief as he comes, mucking up his belly and the professor's hand with his spunk.

Afterwards, he sags bonelessly against the older man's lap. "Good boy," Charles tells him, and Pietro vaguely assists with pulling his own underwear up, but remains lying on the mattress, dazed. Eventually, he watches his father stand, and then he hears the shuffling of a dark blanket, and Charles telling Magneto that he can "just bring it back whenever I see you again." Then Pietro is being wrapped in the blanket, and it's a little scratchy but also warm, and he vaguely thinks of his shorn clothing, but he's pretty sure Magneto's already grabbed those up, and he's very tired ...

"Rest, my son." Magneto's voice is close to his ear, and Pietro is comforted by it, lolling his head back against his father's shoulder as the Master of Magnetism picks him up, cradling him in his arms. "As always, Charles, until we meet again," he rumbles, and Pietro can't see the other man because his eyes are closed now, but he's sure Charles is smiling Zen-like, the way he always seems to be smiling.

"Have a good night, Pietro," the professor says, and his voice sounds far away. By the time his father lifts into the night sky, he's fast asleep, still snoring softly when they touch down again behind the Brotherhood mansion, and Magneto opts for flying him through his bedroom window and tucking him into bed instead of forcing him to wake up and go through the arduous process of redressing himself so he can walk through the front door without arousing suspicions. "Goodnight, my boy," Magneto whispers to a sleeping Pietro, and then he's gone, and Pietro shifts in his sleep, warm and content.
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