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Attack of the Clones	By : Zoisite84 Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Erik finds himself fascinated almost immediately by the elder Charles; the way he moves gracefully, even confined to a wheelchair; the slight changes, minus perhaps the shock of the hair, of course, between him and the Charles he knows so well, that age and, presumably, wisdom has brought; and his kind, large eyes, so strikingly familiar, yet somehow unique set in the face of a man some two or three decades his senior. He carries the older man upstairs, cradling him gently in his arms, and sets him carefully on the bed in a room that Magnus and the younger Charles have temporarily vacated, citing the need for a shower.

“Erik.” Even the tenor of his voice is near-identical to that of the man that has wormed his way into Erik’s heart. He props himself next to the slight, bald man, and allows Charles to trail a finger down his face. “It’s been quite some time since I’ve seen you like this,” Charles muses, and Erik smiles, albeit briefly.

“So you and that guy,” he says, nodding towards the closed door where he imagines Magnus and the younger Charles are probably up to something debauched, “you know each other pretty well, yeah?” Charles nods briefly. “So do you like each other? Are you friends? If you remain close, why didn’t you arrive here together?”

Charles sighs. “As Magnus has already said,” he frowns, “it would be a bad idea for us to divulge your futures to you; regardless of whether we might not live in precisely the same universe,” he continues, parsing the words out carefully, cautious of what he’s saying, “I do not believe it would be beneficial for you to know everything about the upcoming twenty years or so. In fact, given the nature of personal choice and fate, I imagine it could be quite damaging.”

Erik isn’t convinced. “Come on,” he wheedles, leaning closer, his mouth close to Charles’ cheek, his breath hot. Charles stiffens, but doesn’t pull away. “You and I both know that that’s bullshit, Charles.” He presses a soft kiss to the elder man’s jaw, and then trails his mouth down Charles’ neck and over his throat. “Tell me. Tell me why you weren’t together. Tell me why, every time Magnus looks at my Charles, he acts like he’s going to break.” He pauses to catch his breath, and then kisses Charles on the mouth. “I know you know, Charles.”

Charles is calm, though his heart is pounding now, loudly enough that Erik can hear it. He smirks, but leans into Charles’ touch when the other man cups his chin. “My friend,” Charles begins, and Erik turns his face and kisses Charles’ palm. “There are simply things you are not yet meant to know. I can tell you, however, that we do remain in contact throughout the years. We are never not friends, precisely.”

“What does that mean?” Erik asks suspiciously, trying to work out the inferences in Charles’ careful language. When the other man simply shakes his head, his face sad, Erik seizes forward and presses their foreheads together. “Tell me, Charles. I demand to know what secrets you’re keeping. Tell me something innocuous, at least: Why are you in the chair?”

“That is also not for you to know,” Charles says smartly.

“Why not?” Erik groans.

Charles’ smile is serene, in spite of Erik’s growing frustration. “It is not important,” he replies, and Erik’s grin is back.

“In that case, there is no reason why you cannot tell me.” Charles opens his mouth to protest this, but another being beats him to the punch.

“Erik. Stop. He cannot tell us what we do not yet have a right to know. Do stop badgering the poor man.” Behind them, Charles and Magnus stand, both clad in white towels, looking simultaneously freshly washed and fucked; Erik has little doubt that another round of something or other just finished taking place in Charles’ expansive shower. He watches Magnus sling a possessive arm around Charles’ slim waist and frowns a little.

Behind him, the elder Charles places a bracing hand on his shoulder. “Don’t be upset, Erik,” he entreats, and Erik turns his head slowly. “Just enjoy the time we have together, however long that may be. I know you know how to do that,” he smirks, and Erik grins a little. He leans in for a kiss, and Charles grips his face, tugging him close, angling his head for better leverage. At the other end of the room, Erik can hear giggling and panting: “Pretty sure it’s going to fall off from overuse pretty soon,” the other Charles is saying, and he smirks against the elder Charles’ lips.

Eventually, Magnus leads Charles towards the bed, and orders Erik to stretch himself out. Still leaning against the elder Charles’ chest, he watches the younger Charles crouch between his legs; his heart flutters to see Charles’ cheeky grin, and then how it stretches so that Charles can take Erik’s cock into his mouth. “Oh, fuck,” Erik groans, his head falling back, and the elder Charles lovingly pets his face.

“Good boy, Charles,” Magnus says approvingly, and Charles’ head bobs, his hair flopping in his eyes, and Erik doesn’t think he’s ever seen anything hotter. He allows Charles to suction forth an orgasm from him, and when Charles looks up, licking his lips, it’s difficult not to shove him backwards and rut against him until he’s hard all over again. As it is, he settles for maneuvering himself slowly off of the bed, where he nonetheless takes Charles in his arms and nuzzles his neck. “Thank you,” he murmurs, and Charles beams.

There is an awkward pause, and that’s when Erik notices the elder Charles and Magnus staring at each other, with familiarity and longing and, particularly, lust. “Go on,” the younger Charles entreats, still pressed into his side, and it seems to be all the impetus that Magnus needs. Quickly, he sidles up to the bed, pressing himself length-wise against his own Charles, claiming his mouth in a long kiss. The two men clutch and cling at each other with notable desperation, and Erik can’t help but notice how seamless their movements are, how they just seem to interlock like they belong together.

Magnus rolls Charles over, kissing down his neck and back, and Erik and the younger Charles watch as a small container of lubricant already sitting open on the dresser whizzes through the air and smacks into his palm. His movements are brisk, yet thorough as he works his fingers into his partner’s ass hole, and Erik can feel his Charles’ breath quicken as he watches Magnus sink himself into the other Charles’ backside, both of them groaning appreciatively. “Aren’t they beautiful, Erik?” Charles moans, and Erik nods, acquiescing when Charles clamors for a kiss.

Charles ends up coming first, owing largely to Magnus pumping his dick with softly calloused fingers, and then he quickly follows suit, after which they both collapse against the mattress, panting and holding one another. “Been a while,” the elder Charles gasps, and Magnus nods and rests his head against Charles’ shoulder. When he glances up at Erik and the younger Charles again, his expression is one of smug satisfaction.

“I don’t suppose we might borrow your shower again, Charles,” he purrs, and everyone laughs.
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