Erik Lehnsherr ○ Magneto (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
heavymetals) wrote2024-08-26 08:22 pm
heavymetals) wrote2024-08-26 08:22 pm
( 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... ]
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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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. ]
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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?
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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.
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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. ]
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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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Robert, hah— [ He gasps, tension twisting his features, his every muscle taut like an elastic ready to snap. Both his hands grip at Bobby's hips tightly, keeping him still, and he slowly rolls his hips, working only a couple of inches inside Bobby's hole, while he leans down to press a series of light, open-mouthed kisses to his lips. ]
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A delicious moan wafts out of his parted mouth as he takes more and more of Erik inside his passage, wanting to feel him completely buried to the hilt. Erik's impossibly huge and this all feels a little too much, but he doesn't mind. If anything, he's motivated to make more space for him, spreading his legs further apart in the process. ]
Erik - [ He gasps pointedly as soon as the tip of that large, hard cock brushes his sweet bundle of nerves. ] It feels so good...
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His fingers claw at the sheets, his other hand gripping Bobby's thigh to keep him in place, that perfect angle that helps him bury his cock all the way inside, pressing himself as close to Bobby as humanly possible. He holds his breath in his lungs for a few good seconds, then lets it out with a strained groan, tipping his head to steal a quick, open-mouthed kiss from Bobby.
Slowly, he rolls his hips, not quite pulling out but still making the length now snug inside Bobby shift, rub and press at those tight, lovely walls in a way that makes him see stars. ] God, please...
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The way Erik's girth and length brush against the walls of his passage almost feels too much for Bobby as his own hard cock throbs against his lower stomach, its slit dripping beads of precum down his navel.
Shifting a little so he can get more of Erik's cock inside him, Bobby's breath hitches when it hits his prostate. ]
Erik... More please...
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And seeing the way Bobby's arching on the bed, clutching the sheets in his hands, Erik can't help the moan he too lets out, his hands gripping tighter, lifting Bobby's hips just enough that he can roll his own in a harder, deeper thrust. ]
That's, ah... fuck... [ He breathes out that curse, eyebrows knitting together, and he follows that thrust with another, setting up a more decent pace, each thrust harder and deeper now, hungry for that tight heat that clenches so delightfully around his hard, throbbing cock. ] You're so tight—
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Bobby writhes some more in rapture, as Erik continues to bang him like there's no tomorrow. The other mutant's name falls from his parted lips a few times, as his back arches a bit at the sheer pleasure of it all. ]
It's been so long, I— [ He moans some more, telltale signs of his orgasm threatening to show themselves any time soon. ]
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His grip on Bobby is tight, keeping him close, while guiding him into the perfect position where Erik can simply focus on each snap of his hips, skin slapping against skin in quick motions as he pounds hard into him. He's so close too, at this point he can't even focus on making Bobby come first, as he too chases after his own orgasm, far too eager to spill his load inside that tight, eager passage. ]
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His toes curl as Erik's name leaves his lips in a gasp once Bobby reaches his peak. Ropes of his essence shoot out of his hard cock, coating his torso as well as Erik's, his seed dripping down with each stream hitting his skin. He moans as he rides his release with the wanton desire of someone who hasn't been touched in years. It's almost as if Bobby has been deprived of this pleasure for a long time with the way he writhes and wraps his legs around Erik's waist. ]
Y- Yes— Oh god, Erik— All yours... [ Bobby moans out, his muscles flexing with each successive thrust. ]
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He clutches Bobby hard in his arms as he feels him come, getting impossibly tighter around his cock. He has to snap his hips forward even harder to bury himself deep again and again, his own sounds getting a hint louder and more breathless as he reaches his own climax, coming hard and deep inside that tight heat, spilling thick and filling Bobby to the brim, beads of it spilling out, smeared onto Bobby'd thighs. His face buried into Bobby's neck, he pants for each breath, gasps as quick as his urgent thrusts until he's done riding his orgasm and has filled Bobby with all he has to give.
He eventually slows his pace, though he doesn't stop right away, still grinding somewhat unsteadily, enjoying every single last moment, and making sure he's buried all the way in when he does finally stop. Breathing heavily still, he lifts his head just enough to capture Bobby's lips in a kiss, deep and hungry, pouring his adoration into that single touch. ]
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He can sense Erik's seed dripping down his thighs, his own passage filled to the brim, his hole leaking with the essence of the man he has admired for so long. Bobby almost wishes he can scoop everything up, not put anything to waste, just because he has waited a long time for this to happen. There's a brief hum of approval and a longing, satisfied sigh that bled into this collision of lips, as his arms curl even tighter around the man he's sharing this night with.
Once he breaks it for air briefly, Bobby moans, as the way Erik's still parked inside him ignites veins and muscles alike, sparking liquid fire burning through his system. ]
Stay like this for a while, Erik... Feels so good to finally have you inside... [ It's said in a soft murmur, leaning up to kiss his partner once more. ]
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I'm not going anywhere, [ He murmurs, voice low and heated, shuddering faintly when he feels those muscles clench in spasms around his cock. The overstimulation might just drive him mad, but he's definitely not moving. He even presses closer, a hand kneading Bobby's ass while he returns each of those kisses, passionate, warm and slow. ] Lord, you do feel so good...
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[ Bobby murmurs in a breathless whisper, as if he's catching his breath, chasing his soul that left him momentarily. To say that was the most mind-blowing sex he ever had would be an obvious understatement. He clenches around Erik a few more times, as if squeezing out every last drop the other mutant can offer before his heat relaxes around him, cradling him, nestling him where he belongs.
As he showers Erik with more feverish kisses, Bobby smiles fondly, grinning even, as he recalls the days and weeks that lead up to this exact moment. ]
This only ever happened in my dreams... And then I wake up to damp sheets. [ He chuckles, pecking Erik's lips. ]
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Well, you might wake up to damp sheets in the morning too, [ He murmurs with amusement, since there's still a mess on Bobby's thighs and he doubts it'll be any better once he pulls out. ] Unless I drag you into a shower before we fall asleep.
[ He pulls back, eyeing Bobby with a raised eyebrow. Thoughts? ]
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Showering with you only happened in my dreams, too. Guess we're making all of them come true tonight, huh?
[ He gives a playful, teasing smirk, as he captures Erik's lips in another heated kiss. ]
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[ Not that he knows the content of all of Bobby's wet dreams, to be fair, but he intends to save plenty of experiences for other times. He doubts the excitement will wane, and they will have plenty of opportunity.
He presses his lips to Bobby's again, a soft kiss to keep him distracted as Erik moves his hips and his cock slips out of him. It might make a bit of a mess, but he quickly tugs Bobby along as he gets out of the bed, hopefully before they stain the sheets too much. ] Come on, then.
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Instead, he smiles wide when the other mutant tugs him to the shower. His grin can probably bring out the sun this fateful night. ]
Can't believe you already want a second round. [ He teases, implying it'll be in the shower this time. ]
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I'm sorry? I'm not the one leaping to the assumption that we're going to fuck in the shower. [ He hums and pulls Bobby closer, though, not the least bit put off by this suggestion. ] Mm, someone's feeling insatiable tonight.
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[ Bobby smoothly replies once he's pressed close to Erik, a smirk gracing his own lips. He lets rivulets of water cascade down both of them, almost like an intimate embrace. He basks in them, similar to how he's savoring every second of this night, as if it'll end in any moment. ]
Not gonna let every second go to waste. [ Not when he has waited so long for this moment to happen. Like a wish finally fulfilled. ]
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[ His point being that they didn't need to rush through everything tonight. That said, he's definitely not going to say no to shower sex if that's what Bobby wants. He'd have to be crazy for that, or really worn out. And they haven't gotten anywhere close to exhausting him yet, so. ]
No second I get to spend with you is ever wasted, [ He murmurs, while his hands run down Bobby's sides, gently cupping his ass. Even if they were to do nothing at all but talk and cuddle for the rest of the night, Erik still wouldn't think any of it was a waste. ]
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You're right. We have all the time in the world now.
[ Words he never thought he'd be able to say but here they are under the showerhead, rivulets of water dripping down their bare skin, as they hold each other like there's no separating them. Breath hitching, though, when Erik grabs his ass, Bobby grinds his hips a little against the other man, telling him how much he desires him even if all they have to do is hold each other under droplets of water. ]
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