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( psl ) hot for teacher

[ Of all the things Erik had imagined for a new, reinvented future, this definitely wasn't one of them. His life so far has been made of so many missteps, so many mistakes, his public image fluctuating wildly but for the most part, not being particularly good. He was even labeled a terrorist at one point, before his efforts for the mutant cause actually landed him in a better light eventually. A path of struggle that proved to be far more difficult than his attempts to wage war on the world, in the name of his kind but truly, just another expression of his anger.

It has always been a work in progress. Slow, with setbacks, and contrary opinions even now. At least among mutants, he's largely seen as a figure of good, a role model for a better future for their kind, of cooperation with mankind while refusing to compromise. Still ready to fight if it ever comes down to that.

But the last few years have become ones of peace, and Erik has carved himself a spot here, in the mansion, admittedly with much of Charles's help. The telepath helped him settle in, coaxed him to take a position as a teacher, encouraged him even when he didn't feel like he quite fit that role, and he was surprised to learn that he became rather popular among the students. It was already more than what he could ask for, and he couldn't imagine it becoming any better than that— only for Charles to approach him about taking over the school on his behalf, as Charles decides to step back and venture to other projects. Dedicate himself more to the X-Men and leaving the meaningful job of offering a home to young mutants, and guide them through this new world.

It's an overwhelming thing, and he feels out of his depth even after months of accepting the offer. Charles offers some insight on occasion, but he's not always around, and Erik often relies on senior teachers for their suggestions and opinions. But those aren't the only teachers working at the school— some younger faces have joined the board, a few even former students themselves, one of which Erik even remembers sitting on his classes not so long ago... ]

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I'm so glad I did, too.

[ He almost didn't, to be fair, if it weren't for Charles' insistence. And because he really needed the tutoring. Not that that's what he currently needs. They can set aside another session for another day. Right now, he's just thankful he listened and arrived to this session.

Smiling fondly while Erik nuzzles his nose against his cheek, Bobby gazes at him with equal fondness. ]

Who knows what would've happened if I didn't... [ His features turn a bit wistful after these words, not quite ready to even think about what might have been. In Erik's arms like this, he can't imagine being some place else. With one hand finding purchase in Erik's locks, fingers weaving through strands on the back of his head, Bobby meets his lips briefly with his own. ]

I could've lost you. [ Something he would've most likely regret in the long run. ]

[ Tutoring is probably the farthest thing from Erik's mind right now. The more they touch and kiss, the more his mind strays away from thoughts of an innocent meeting between teacher and headmaster, and quite frankly, he wouldn't want it any other way. The school may as well not even exist just beyond the walls of his bedroom.

Erik lifts a hand and cups Bobby's cheek, coaxing him to look up, urging those thoughts away. ]

Let's never think of that again.

[ He doesn't want to dwell on what ifs, and he doesn't want either of them to imagine where they might be if they hadn't met tonight, if Bobby hadn't reached out to Charles to begin with. What matters is that they're here now, that Erik's mistakes didn't completely ruin the chance at something good. ]

Just kiss me. Stay with me tonight.

[ Allowing Erik to hold his face so he can look up, Bobby stares at his face, the same face he has memorized every detail, every expression that passed. Bobby nods when he tells him not to think of those past few weeks again. His gaze is tender and absolutely mesmerized, tilting his head a little to lean in to that hand on his cheek. ]

Wouldn't want to think of anything else but you.

[ His soft smile should emphasize these words as he nods once more at Erik's encouragement, leaning in so he can capture his lips in a searing kiss. He only breaks it to whisper in a breathless voice. ] I'll kiss you many times tonight, I promise.

And I'll stay for as long as you want me to. [ Tonight. Over the following nights. Bobby doesn't care, really. Going in for another kiss, his fingers find the first few buttons of Erik's shirt, as he begins to work them off the other mutant. ]

[ For a moment, Erik thinks he could just spend the entire night whispering sweet nothings to Bobby, telling him how glad he is to have this with him, to share these experiences. But Bobby kisses him again, more heated this time, and words fly from his mind, replaced with a desire for action instead.

As Bobby gets his shirt unbuttoned, Erik reaches for Bobby's own, tugging it out of his trousers while using his abilities to work the button and zipper of those trousers open. He tips his head forward, lips latching to Bobby's neck, this time less urgent than their first time but certainly no less eager, and no less passionate. He's thought of being this close to Bobby again a number of times over the past weeks, and he absolutely intends to make the most of it.

Once Bobby's gotten all his buttons undone, Erik shrugs off the shirt, then grabs Bobby's by the hem to pull it over his head. ]

[ The kiss lingers as if Bobby's savoring every second of it with Erik. Each kiss he's now going to give the other mutant will be like this, like someone starved for months. He only breaks it when he senses his trousers being opened, letting out a hum of approval at the movement.

Craning his neck to give Erik more access, he lets that passion and eagerness burn a path on his skin, closing his eyes to relish every press of Erik's skilled lips. He never thought he'd get them anywhere near his skin again, as he spent those past few weeks imagining this occurring once more.

Opening his blue eyes only to see Erik shrugging off his shirt once he had finished unbuttoning his shirt, he lets his gaze roam around the other man's bare body. This same body he had craved for weeks to see, to touch, and to hold.

Bobby follows suit, of course, removing his shirt and tossing it somewhere in Erik's room. He's still as built as ever, body hair in the right places, pink nipples perked in anticipation. Immediately, Bobby's hands find Erik's broad chest. ]

I missed this.

[ If Erik had a say in it, his hand would not leave Bobby's skin, not until he knew every little patch of skin on his body by heart. It's an exquisite sort of hunger, to simply keep Bobby in his bed for however long it takes to achieve that. It's irrational too, of course, but he absolutely intends to make the most of the time they have this weekend. Just for a start.

He enjoys the sight of Bobby undressing for him, taking a few good seconds before getting his hands on him too, sweeping them up his sides. He leans down to kiss him again, hands moving to the waistband of his trousers, fingertips slipping beneath the fabric as he guides it past Bobby's thighs. ]

We'll just have to make sure you won't miss it again.

[ He murmurs against Bobby's lips, before dragging his mouth down his throat, across his collarbone, humming softly. ]

I want to taste you everywhere.

Feel free to.

[ Not that it warrants saying, admittedly, but Bobby wants to say it nonetheless. To be able to offer his naked body to Erik like this is an opportunity he doesn't intend to waste, not by a long shot. Craning his neck to the side once Erik's lips latches on his skin there, he lets out a hum of approval as soon as those same lips travel further south. His own hands explore Erik's skin, as well, fingers finding those lovely nipples so he can caress and lightly pinch them.

Moaning the second he feels Erik's fingertips slipping his trousers past his thighs, Bobby can't help but gasp a little the moment he only has his underwear on, the outline of his now erect cock perfectly visible through his white briefs. There's even a small patch of wetness near where the head of his cock should be, a testimony to how much Bobby has been anticipating this moment. ]

I want your lips everywhere on my body, Erik.

[ Well, consent is still important, but it's true that he hardly needs Bobby to say it, when he knows exactly how much they both want this. He lets out a hitched breath when Bobby pinches his nipples, his hands tightening their grip on Bobby's hips, and as soon as the trousers are out of the way, he slips a hand between them so he can trace the outline of his erection, fingertips teasing the tip over the fabric. ]

Just my lips? [ He teases with a faint smirk, pulling back to meet Bobby's gaze. With another slow, gentle kiss to his lips, Erik carefully guides him towards the bed, urging him to take a seat by the edge. ]

Hands, mouth... Everything, really.

[ Bobby teases back, returning that soft, tender kiss, before allowing Eriuk to carefully lead him to his bed. He sits on the edge, already missing the warm hand that slipped past his trousers to caress the outline of his erect cock through the fabric of his underwear. If he gasped once that contact hit, what more if Erik plans to do something else? Something he has inkling the other might go for.

Leaning back with his elbows folded, Bobby partially props up his weight as his blue eyes watch whatever it is Erik's about to next. ]

[ Luckily, Bobby won't have to go long without the contact. Erik steps closer again once Bobby's sitting on the edge of his bed, down only to his underwear and looking absolutely perfect. He brushes his fingertips down Bobby's face with a small smile, then promptly sinks to his knees in front of him, moving closer as he settles himself between Bobby's legs.

He's just tall enough that it's not hard to lift himself up and press a kiss to Bobby's lips, then he plants a trail down his neck and across his chest, hands both moving up and down his sides, finally resting on the waistband of his briefs where they play with the elastic keeping it in place. It's clear that Bobby's completely hard by now, and Erik has no intention of making him wait for it. He plucks the fabric away, freeing the head of his cock, then keeping his gaze locked with Bobby's, he tips his head down to drag his tongue over the wet tip, letting out a low, pleased hum. ]

[ It's almost a film playing out in front of him the way Erik goes down to his knees. Blue eyes transfixed with every movement, tender lips returning that sweet kiss, legs spreading further apart to accommodate this fine man in front of him, Bobby's completely enamoured. It feels almost otherworldly, as if he's just a spectator and not an actual participant in all this.

A series of filthy moans waft from his parted lips with each feverish kiss on his skin, trailing down a path to his very erect, yet still clothed cock. But the latter doesn't remain for too long, softly gasping as the cold air hit the velvety head upon release. A louder gasp, this time, as Erik descends to lap at the wet tip, soaking it even further. Bobby tries very hard not to buck his hips into that skilled tongue, but he's ultimately unsuccessful. ]

Erik, that... [ He trails off, as another moan falls from his lips. ] Oh god...

[ Admittedly, this isn't something Erik's done a lot, and pretty much not in the last decade (or longer), so he may be lacking in experience. He is meticulous and careful though, and more so than that he's very much eager to please his lover, which translates into a sort of focused dedication that he can manage on so many other things.

Still, it is a good thing he hasn't yet gotten Bobby's erection on his mouth when he bucks his hips, so the sudden thrusting motion doesn't catch him as muh off-guard. He still lets out a surprised little hum, eyes flicking up to meet Bobby's, just as he tips his head forward and wraps his lips around the tip of his cock, sucking tightly. His hand brushes along the inside of Bobby's thighs, fingers gently curling around his balls and kneading slowly, while taking his time tasting and sucking more of his cock with his mouth. ]

[ Glancing down, watching intently with piercing blue eyes, Bobby can tell Erik is very meticulous and careful with his attention. And he appreciates it, truly, since it very much shows how Erik's very eager to please him. The thought of being this dedicated enough not to disappoint warms Bobby's heart, a stark contrast to the lust and heat he's currently feeling.

As soon as Erik finally takes his hard cock within his mouth, Bobby stokes the flames of this heat. He doesn't buck his hips this time, not wanting to inconvenience his partner, so he just moans, delectable and wanting.

Erik earns a sharp gasp when those fingers begin to knead his balls, his legs spreading even wider to let him gain better access. Bobby has never once thought this can be a reality, but here he is watching Erik, the man he has a crush on for several years, on his knees sucking his cock and playing with his balls. ]

[ He is absolutely intent to give Bobby as much pleasure as he can manage, and where he may lack in experience (at least of late), he will ensure to make up for it with eagerness.

The sounds he gets are all the reassurance he needs that Bobby's enjoying himself, and it only further fuels his dedication. His head bobs slowly, taking a little more of Bobby's length while he sucks on him, cheeks hollowing while he massages the soft skin in his hands, fingetips tracing further back to touch and rub at his perineum, just shy of teasing his hole. ]

[ Admittedly, Bobby doesn't even notice Erik's lack of experience (as of late) as he tries his hardest not to buck his hips into that expert touch. He has more experience than Erik, obviously, but even all his rendezvous with various flings pale in comparison to what he's experiencing right now. It's intoxicating, truthfully, how Erik looks between his legs, pleasuring him with all the eagerness he can draw from.

His breath hitches just at the sight of it, gaze fixated on every little thing the other mutant is doing to him. His eyes only avert when he closes them as a moan erupts from his throat when those fingertips begin rubbing his perineum. As those touches near his puckered hole, Bobby's cock twitches in anticipation in Erik's mouth, delighted by the impending contact. ]

[ Bobby's reactions are telling as they are, and all too encouraging. Whatever trepidation Erik may have felt is all but gone when he sees how easily he can draw the reactions he wants from the other mutant, and give him all the pleasure he's eager to.

He's not surprised when Bobby's more vocal once his fingers tease closer to his hole, but that poses the problem that he doesn't have easy access to lubricant now. So, he pulls back from Bobby's cock, one last suck and lick before placing a kiss on his stomach. ]

Climb onto the bed. [ He urges Bobby, while he gets to his own feet and unzips his trousers, pushing them down his legs. And since Bobby's closer, he nods to the nightstand. ] There's a bottle on the drawer.

[ Obliging with a smile, Bobby climbs further onto the bed, his still hard cock coated in Erik's saliva bobbing as he moves. Once he's on it and comfortably seated, his blue eyes fixate on the way the other mutant sheds off his trousers, biting his bottom lip on palpable desire.

He has already seen Erik nude during that fateful night, but there's something so very arousing with how he's completely naked sporting a hard-on while the other man's in his underwear and about to stretch him.

Which reminds Bobby to fetch the bottle in the nightstand, holding it for Erik as he slowly spreads his legs. ] I don't think I've had someone as huge as you. [ Which is both very captivating, as well as a little terrifying, admittedly. But Bobby knows he's going to have the time of his life so he doesn't let any of that get to him. ]

[ He can tell that Bobby is getting a little too distracted by the sight, not that Erik minds the attention in the least. He's never been a shy person, and he's aware enough that he's attractive, as well as the appeal of the size of his cock. A little intimidating to some, perhaps, but Erik is sure enough of himself, and he knows how to put it to good use.

He takes the bottle with a faint smile, popping the cap open while he runs a hand along Bobby's inner thigh. ] Not worried, are you?

[ He'd rather work past whatever trepidation Bobby may be feeling right now, rather than have him feeling too overwhelmed halfway through. For now, he just pours some lube onto his fingers, reaching down to brush them along the cleft of Bobby's ass, working only the tip of one finger inside him. ]

[ Bobby's gaze follows Erik's every little move, his breath hitching when the tip of one of his slicked digits slowly enters his puckered hole. He sucks in a breath, eases into the intrusion, mentally noting just how large Erik's fingers are. His muscles welcome one of them, though, eager to be stretched by the man before him.

With that, Bobby shakes his head to answer Erik's question, a smile gradually forming on his lips to let him know just how much he's liking the view. Whatever apprehension he has is quickly extinguished by the feelings he has harbored for the other mutant. ]

Not at all. [ He whispers in a low, soft voice, spreading his legs even further to accommodate the finger exploring his tight passage. ] I like it. Might've fantasized about it. [ A couple of wet dreams here and there. ] Can't wait to have it where it belongs. [ He teases, his smile morphing into a smirk. ]

[ In a way, it's good his fingers are this long, making it that much easier to prepare Bobby for what's to come. After some initial resistance, he can feel the muscles ease around him, and he works his finger in deeper, starting on a shallow pace as he slides it in and out of Bobby's tight ass. It's a rather tempting sight too, seeing Bobby all spread out like this for him, and soon he can't resist and adds a second finger, spreading them carefully just to test those muscles. ]

I've thought about it too. But I've thought more about your kisses... your smiles, [ he murmurs, words soft and sweet even as he fingers Bobby, deeper thrusts now to really get him looser. ] Having you in my arms again.

[ Like this too, of course, he would lie if he said he hadn't thought of that as well, but he fantasized about so much more. Things he never really thought he'd get to even see again, let alone have. ]

[ Those sweet words murmured fondly while two fingers are successfully spreading his passage even wider has Bobby feeling all sorts of things. To be physically and emotionally close like this with Erik is something he has thought a lot, too. ]

Me too, I... [ A moan escapes his lips when those fingers suddenly hit his sweet spot. ] I fantasized about more things with you.

[ He clenches around Erik's digits again as another moan slips past his lips. ] Like a date and stuff... [ As soon as those words leave his mouth, Bobby blushes, which is probably very unbecoming of a grown man. ]

[ Despite the sweet, almost innocent topic of conversation, Erik doesn't cease with his ministrations, continuing to spread Bobby wide for his cock. The better prepared he is, the more easy this will be, and he definitely doesn't want to cause Bobby any discomfort by jumping into it too quickly.

His fingers slow down but don't stop, still driving deep inside him, spreading wide to test how loose those muscles have gotten. Erik would disagree, he definitely thinks that blush is incredibly attractive, and it certainly only serves to make his own cock throb in response. ]

We'll go on dates. [ He assumed as much, really, he's not just going to hide his relationship with Bobby. Before speaking again, he adds a third finger, sucking in a breath as he gets a sense of how tight will feel around his cock. ] Where would you like to go?

[ This topic is actually a good addition to the pleasure surging within Bobby. It's adorable and helps moderate the wanton desire he's feeling right now. It's not a distraction per se, but something that definitely enhances the experience.

As he mewls and groans whenever Erik dives even deeper into his tight heat, a loud moan slips past his lips the moment he adds a third finger. It feels so good with just having his fingers that Bobby knows he'll be screaming in ecstasy later when he finally takes the other man's cock.

He still tries to focus on the subject at hand, though, even when his brain is short-circuiting, just because doing romantic things with Erik is something he also looks forward to. ]

Hmm, maybe see the world? Travel? We'd have to take long absences from work, though. [ He chuckles, breath hitching for a bit when those digits hit home. ] So maybe dinners for now. Picnics. Go see a play.

[ It's certainly not his aim to distract, though it is both sweet and arousing to watch Bobby try to form coherent sentences while Erik continues to finger him. His own lips curl faintly, and he leans close to kiss Bobby gently, a soft chuckle in response to the first words. ]

Those are rather more long-term plans, [ he murmurs, while using his free hand to start coating his cock with lubricant. Just that bit of attention from his own hand is enough to have him panting softly, eager to bury himself inside Bobby. ] Those sounds lovely... I'll find somewhere nice to take you. Somewhere we can dance...

[ He trails off, kissing Bobby again, his fingers pulling out so he can press the head of his cock instead, a gentle first push that has him burying only a couple of inches inside him. Waiting until he's sure Bobby can handle it before puhsing deeper. ]

[ There's something to be said about trying to form coherent thoughts and words while your partner is fingering the hell out of you. Bobby thinks he deserves a medal for this, but he settles for moans and a fond smile instead. ]

Hmm, I'd love to dance with you... wrap my arms around you and feel the music. [ Slow dance in the middle of a nice, romantic dance floor. Bobby's imagining all this when he returns that soft kiss. ]

Then, we'd kiss and - ah-- [ A delicious gasp followed by a moan slips past Bobby's lips, his legs opening even wider to accommodate Erik's largeness. It's only a couple of inches in but he's already yearning for more, letting Erik know this with a series of groans and moans. ]

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