Chapter 12
Erik didn't know what he expected but returning from a government meeting that Charles dragged him to, he was filled with rage and anger, mixing with the exhaustion from holding himself back. He had been given rules to follow, try to be civil, and don't start a world war with the humans, for example.
It took a lot more out of him than he expected but, being back in the school, in their room, he aggressively pulled his tie from around his neck and threw it across the room, knowing it wouldn't be long before he picked it back up.
"They're just so blind! It's like they can't see anything, they don't listen, they're just so driven by their fear-" He turned to look at Charles who was still just inside the closed door. The look on his face was enough to stop him in the middle of his rant.
"I know, darling. They can be frustrating," Charles replied and Erik knew that was as good as he was going to get from him. "You deserve a reward for being a good boy today, what shall it be~?”
Erik's gasped softly, looking over at Charles before walking over to him slowly and moving down in front of him. He kneels on the floor in front of Charles before leaning in for a kiss.
Charles returned the kiss while smirking. One hand slid into Erik's hair, pulling gently, holding him in place. Erik's hands settled on Charles's sides, slipping under the suit jacket he was wearing.
"Come on, darling, tell me what you want," Charles sent to him and Erik pulled back from the kiss to look at Charles, "You've done so well, love. Just use your words."
"You know what I want, Charles," Erik replied, looking at the other man, his face heating.
"I want to hear you say it, tell me what you want. Unless you ask I'm not going to give you anything."
Erik forced himself to look up at Charles, "Take control, make me yours."
A chuckle left Charles, "Oh, darling, Erik, you already are mine," He replied, powers reaching out and invading Erik's mind. "Stand up. Strip." He ordered.
Erik was on his feet moments later, clothes falling quickly as Charles moved to the bed. He moved over to it while his eyes were on Erik. As soon as he was naked, Charles smirked. "Come here, take my clothes off too."
Again, Erik did as he was told, starting with Charles's shoes, tie, then jacket, unbuttoning his shirt and removing it. Last but not least was his pants. When they were gone, Erik made sure both their clothes were folded and on a chair in the corner of their room before returning to the bed, and laying next to Charles.
"Good, Erik," Charles whispered, moving over, he rolled onto his side and faced Erik. "Lube," The next order came and Erik reached for the table next to him, grabbing the bottle that was kept there.
Charles took it, slicked his hand, and wrapped it around Erik's cock. His powers took over, bringing Erik's hands up above his head and holding them to the bed, his legs slightly spread. Charles looked down at him and smirked as Erik was left exposed, looking up at him.
Erik couldn't help but stare up at Charles, noticing the small changes that were taking place, making it clear that Charles could feel everything Erik could feel. Both of them were breathing heavily as Erik tried to move his hips, tried to fuck Charles's hand but Charles's telepathy had such a tight hold on him he couldn't move.
Having the control taken away from him only served to make him that much harder as Charles's hand moved faster, easily doing what Erik liked, knowing exactly what he enjoyed.
And then pleasure exploded in Erik's mind as Charles found the pleasure center of his mind. Such control he had that he could even control when Erik came and Charles rode that high along with him.
It was as though the earth shattered underneath him as he gasped for a breath, Charles's hand was still stroking him, no matter how over-sensitive he was. He whined and finally was given some control over his own body, moving away, pushing into Charles's grip, trying to twist away from it. He didn't know what he needed but he trusted that Charles did, that Charles would take care of him.
"Thank you," He whispered, voice rough as he struggled against the invisible restraints holding him down. "Thank you thank you."
"Good, Erik, doing so well," Charles whispered to him and Erik could tell he was enjoying this too, though he couldn't focus on that. He could think about nothing aside from the hand still around his cock and either getting more or escaping it.
It didn't take long before he was cumming again, hips bucking up into his hand, moaning and whining Charles's name over and over.
The hand left a moment later and Charles wrapped an arm around him, cuddling up against his side, mumbling quietly to him. Praises, words of love, assurance. They all wrapped around Erik and left him feeling warm and relaxed.
"I love you," Erik whispered quietly.
"I love you too, darling."