Attack of the Clones | By : Zoisite84 Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Magnus and younger!Charles get down some more. Contains bondage/some BDSM-y implications.
The chair is wooden with a slightly uncomfortable seat, and Magnus can't help but wonder what pains Charles has taken to find perhaps the only non-metal piece of furniture in the entire mansion. "Are you going to tell me what you're up to?" he asks idly, feeling the ropes that Charles is winding around his wrists tighten, pulling his arms further behind his back. His legs, each ankle already secured snugly to each front chair leg, tense a little. He starts to crane his neck, but Charles tsks at him.
"Ah ah. None of that," the young man grins. Magnus catches but a vague glimpse of the long, white piece of fabric before it's being secured around his head, covering his eyes. He feels Charles smooth an errant piece of hair from his forehead, and smiles.
"I was thinking," Charles says, and Magnus can tell that the other man has traversed the short distance to where he's standing in front of him, now. He feels a hand on his knee, and realizes with a slightly excited groan that Charles is kneeling on the ground between his legs. "If I were to correctly guess your relationship with the other Charles," the younger man purrs, and Magnus tenses, "then it wouldn't be precisely like you telling me."
"Charles, no." He shakes his head briefly. "You know we cannot. It's just ... not prudent. I'm sorry."
Charles sighs, and Magnus can practically see him licking his lips lasciviously. "That's too bad," Charles pouts, but there's an undercurrent of playfulness in his voice. "Really, it is. Because I really think an exchange of information of this nature could be very ... mutually beneficial." The fingers on his inner thigh make him jump.
"C-Charles ..."
"Please, Magnus?" Charles' voice is breathy, obscene, really, and Magnus stifles a loud groan when he feels the young man's breath against the flat, softly rippled planes of his stomach. "Please," Charles says again, and his mouth ghosts over a nipple. Magnus lets out a soft gasp. "Pretty please," Charles continues, making strategic swipes down Magnus' chest with his mouth, kissing, nipping, and licking his way towards the older man's cock. "I promise I would make it worth your while."
"You know I cannot do that, Charles." He can feel his cock standing excitedly at attention, desperately dripping pre-come, but Charles stubbornly avoids it. "God, please," Magnus gasps, not sure he's ever been this hard in his life. He hears Charles chuckle.
"Well, you have to offer me something in return." Charles' voice is yet seductive, and Magnus squirms. "Otherwise, this wouldn't be particularly fair at all, would it?"
"What would you like?" Magnus manages, and then Charles' fingers are deftly toying with his balls and he chokes a little. "God, Charles ... Charles, please," he shivers, and Charles laughs again.
"I suppose I'll let you know later. For now, however ..." He trails off, thankfully, it seems, to finally, blissfully suck Magnus' cock, the older man groaning appreciatively as it slips into the warm wetness of Charles' mouth, bumping against the back of his throat as Charles expertly works his lips and tongue around the shaft. It's smooth and methodical and aimed at orgasm, and Magnus does not last long, letting out a heady shout when he comes, shivering in the aftermath. He feels Charles' fingers brush his peaked nipples and squirms.
"Sensitive," he mumbles, and Charles giggles, and then begins to unbind him.
"All right, all right." When he removes the makeshift blindfold, he takes in Magnus' flushed face and, seemingly unable to resist, clamors onto the still-bound man's lap, tugging on his face and sealing their mouths together soundly. "Just one hint, then?" he queries, and Magnus rolls his eyes affectionately.
"You're an impossible man, Charles Xavier."
"That's what you tell me," Charles says jovially, and Magnus snorts.
He flicks on the water with but a gesture, watching as the steam begins to rise in the shower, the spray pattering against the walls and the bathtub floor softly. "Just about ready," Magnus notes, and then turns back to the room's other occupant, brushing a hand over Charles' cheek. "Probably best for nobody to barge in," he notes as he locks the door, and Charles can only nod mutely, the angle of his arms, bound to the metal towel rack, and the leather gag stuffing his mouth making both wide movement and speech difficult. He could speak to the other man telepathically, of course, but he prefers simply to stare up at his captor, wide-eyed and mock innocently, enjoying the way Magnus' own gaze roves over him appreciatively.
"I should have known you'd get off on being roughed up a little," he laughs, chucking Charles on the chin. Large hands skim down the smaller man's sides, then, tickling a little at his ribs, making Charles buck and whine needily. He rubs his hand over Charles' ass, the cheeks still red from being previously beaten - he'd made Charles count out loud before gagging him, and the process had made them both hard as Hell - and Charles gurgles a little. "Do you think I should remove the cock ring before you get wet?" he asks casually, reaching down briefly to cup at Charles' cock. The younger man shivers and moans through his mouthpiece, and Magnus smiles. "All right, then. It stays."
He releases Charles' arms briefly, wrists still tied, and then leads the telepath towards the shower, gingerly helping him to step over the ledge. Once safely ensconced behind the closed door of the stall, yet another bit of metal manipulation reaffixes Charles' arms overhead, and Magnus looks him over. "Let's get you nice and clean so we can dirty you back up again," he suggests, and Charles blinks at him happily.
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