Fill: Downtown (Charles/Erik, Pretty Woman AU) 4b/5
anonymous
November 1 2011, 21:48:49 UTC
‘Mr Xavier, I have what’s apparently a personal call for you,’ the receptionist said, sounding mildly exasperated. ‘I’d like your permission to hang up on him, I have no idea who he is or what he wants. He wouldn’t even tell me his name
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Fill: Downtown (Charles/Erik, Pretty Woman AU) 4c/5
anonymous
November 1 2011, 21:51:23 UTC
‘…after the foster homes I was just like any other runaway. I thought I’d get a little apartment and a job and a cat and just live on my own,’ Erik said musingly. ‘Turned out there was only one job I could get that made the rent
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Fill: Downtown (Charles/Erik, Pretty Woman AU) 4d/?
anonymous
November 1 2011, 21:55:26 UTC
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Erik couldn’t remember the last time he’d kissed someone. Perhaps he’d forgotten what it felt like, and that was why it seemed so different from every other kiss in his life. Whatever the reason, after Charles’s hands came up to his face, coaxing him to stay, stay, don’t pull away, he hadn’t been able to stop.
Charles seemed very determined about that too. He’d paid thorough attention to Erik’s mouth all through the cab ride home, and more in the hotel lobby until they heard Emma’s clicking heels and had to run for it. He’d got his groove back in the elevator, continued as they pushed their way into the suite while undoing as many buttons as possible and only ceased for the long, slow slide downwards, mouthing every inch of skin from lips to cock.
Erik had muzzily thought, I could give you some pointers, but I like your style, and then come with a groan and stopped thinking at all
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Re: Fill: Downtown (Charles/Erik, Pretty Woman AU) 4d/?
anonymous
November 2 2011, 01:06:29 UTC
My throat feels thick and scratchy and my lips are quivering. I think I'm going to cry again.
This was so beautiful.
Erik resigning to his fate -- getting his heart broken -- but relishing each moment he had left with Charles. Oh, Lehnsherr! You and your tragic love story!
Please someone write thisss.
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Erik couldn’t remember the last time he’d kissed someone. Perhaps he’d forgotten what it felt like, and that was why it seemed so different from every other kiss in his life. Whatever the reason, after Charles’s hands came up to his face, coaxing him to stay, stay, don’t pull away, he hadn’t been able to stop.
Charles seemed very determined about that too. He’d paid thorough attention to Erik’s mouth all through the cab ride home, and more in the hotel lobby until they heard Emma’s clicking heels and had to run for it. He’d got his groove back in the elevator, continued as they pushed their way into the suite while undoing as many buttons as possible and only ceased for the long, slow slide downwards, mouthing every inch of skin from lips to cock.
Erik had muzzily thought, I could give you some pointers, but I like your style, and then come with a groan and stopped thinking at all ( ... )
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I'm loving how you've altered the story here :-)
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This was so beautiful.
Erik resigning to his fate -- getting his heart broken -- but relishing each moment he had left with Charles. Oh, Lehnsherr! You and your tragic love story!
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