MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Love Is Slowing You Down NC-17
anonymous
November 7 2011, 07:40:50 UTC
(Guys, we kind of slacked off on creating new titles for the last three updates, so make sure you've read those first before you read this, or the time skip will be rather jarring.)
Charles and Erik ran hand-in-hand stumbling through the forest as if the devil himself was on their heels. Which he was.
"You threw a rock at Shaw?!! You threw a rock at Shaw?!!!" To be fair, Charles had hit Shaw with that rock. And Shaw had gone down like a ton of bricks.
Still, as plans went, Erik still couldn't believe it had worked.
"Yes, because your plan of let's hide behind the sacrificial slab was so much better." Erik liked Charles better when he was being the stoic sacrifice and less when he was being sarcastic, and also dismissive of Erik's own completely understandable panicked reaction
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Doctor, Doctor, Give Me The News
anonymous
November 8 2011, 01:04:45 UTC
"May I ask, how did you acquire this injury?" asks the young physician as he applies a healing salve to Erik's broken nose.
Erik ponders for one moment telling the truth, just to see the reaction. My boyfriend kneed me in the face while I sucked him to his very first orgasm.
"I tripped," says Erik in a tone that clearly conveys I am lying and you know it and I know it and I know you know it but I'm not going to give you a different answer.
"Understood," says the doctor as he bandages Erik's nose. He goes to a cabinet, pulls out a small bottle. "Take two drops of this every ---" he cuts off at the sound of rapidly approaching hoofbeats.
Erik tenses, and quietly extends his senses. He's not detecting anything of Shaw's, and yet --
A distraught, bedraggled blonde woman bursts through the doorway and throws herself into the physician's arms. "Hank!"
The physician -- Hank -- looks simultaneously shocked and pleased. "Raven! What are you doing here?" He frowns at her appearance. "What happened? Are you all right?"
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Went To A Party Last Saturday Night, Didn't Get Laid, Got In A FightsharpestscalpelNovember 8 2011, 03:17:29 UTC
If Charles had just told him that he had a unicorn horn, Erik's thoughts throbbed in time with his much-abused nose, he could have already killed Shaw with it and none of this would be necessary. But no, Erik thought in time with his regular marching steps as they walked back towards Shaw's kingdom, no, Charles had to be all... really, actually, why wouldn't Charles tell him something like that
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Ice Ice, Baby
anonymous
November 8 2011, 05:43:51 UTC
Erik was beginning to regret not stealing horses to ride -- why did they have to walk back to Shaw's kingdom, anyway, just because Raven had ridden her horse flat out to reach Hank and it needed to rest -- when, as if heralded by Erik's thought, there came the sound hoofbeats rapidly approaching through the trees.
Erik grinned. If it was bandits the three of them could steal their horses. Also Erik was in the mood to hit something.
The riders came out of the trees and --
Well, shit.
Not bandits.
Definitely NOT bandits.
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"This is interesting," drawled Emma Frost, Sorceress-Regnant. "I'm fairly certain I closed our borders when Shaw began his unicorn slaughtering. And yet here we have Shaw's favorite, and another member of Shaw's court, being assisted by one of our subjects. How did this happen?"
Erik knows his lines, he's supposed to say something along the lines of We were just out for a stroll, I had no idea we'd crossed over your border, terribly sorry and let the politicking begin
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Going To The ChapelsharpestscalpelNovember 8 2011, 16:55:28 UTC
Erik restrained himself from rolling his eyes. Rolling his eyes was too juvenile, really. "If everyone really wants to stand around and talk about how I deflowered Charles, we can certainly do that. But, really, I hate to kiss and tell." Actually, Erik had never minded sharing details in the past. It was just that he didn't think Charles would appreciate it if he told everyone how wide Charles's eyes had been, how raspy his voice, how shaky his legs when they had finished. And, well, it just seemed kind of personal. And also it would probably be unfair if he killed them after telling them about it because no one was going to know how soft and happy Charles's mouth was after orgasm but Erik, thank you all very much.
He was, admittedly, a tad possessive. He'd have to work on that.
Frost was not a popular figure inside Shaw's kingdom - he took that back. She was a popular figure because the woman really was quite attractive. But she was as dangerous as any other sorceror - the pretty face and fantastic boobs had fooled many enemies in
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Emma Is A Troll
anonymous
November 9 2011, 01:40:05 UTC
(I tried to come up with a more profound title for this section but ... yeah.)
Charles hadn't actually expected anything about being locked in a cage to be pleasant. So mealtime was a surprise.
Shaw was off doing whatever evil sorcerers did during their downtime (besides bathers) and so Charles didn't bother paying attention to the food server and the two guards that came with him, until said server was up the ladder and handing him a tray through the bars.
"Dude, so I heard you finally got your V-card punched. High five!" Sean pushed his hand through the bars and held it vertically, palm flat.
Charles just goggled. "You -- How -- What are you doing here, Sean?!" This was dangerous. Shaw could have any number of ways to monitor his own chambers, not to mention the guards below. Charles had few enough friends at court that he didn't want to lose one
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: It's Still True That Emma Is A TrollsharpestscalpelNovember 9 2011, 03:23:48 UTC
She didn't have long to wait. Erik raised a single eyebrow. Which was soon joined by a second raised eyebrow. And then all the trappings and draperies and livery on the horses and surrounding soldiers started to rattle and flutter, as though a dire wind were on the rise
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Trolling Trolling Trolling, Keep Those Wagons Trolling
anonymous
November 9 2011, 21:37:48 UTC
"Well." Emma tapped a finger to the her lips, pretended to think. "Since you've rejected my first suggested alliance ... I suppose I could offer my hand in marriage to you. Unite our kingdoms, etcetera
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Moira? Also A Troll.sharpestscalpelNovember 10 2011, 01:02:31 UTC
To be fair, Erik hadn't said anything unflattering about the Lady Moira. Just that Charles would not be marrying her. He suspected that Raven had not done him the same courtesy in the midst of her gossip.
"Odds are good that everything she has told you about me is true in some fashion or another." Erik smiled with too many teeth. "And I'm sure you're a wonderful person."
It was just that he had no intention of giving Charles up to anyone.
Erik's smile was not particularly friendly; Moira's smile was equal to it. "If you'd just asked Charles if you could tie him up, he probably would have said yes. Did you really need to murder that which was pure and innocent in your pursuit of sexual gratification
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Let's Talk About Sex, Baby, Let's Talk About You and Me
anonymous
November 10 2011, 18:02:28 UTC
It wasn't that Charles wasn't grateful for the rescue. It's just that staying in Shaw's cage might have almost been preferable to all the questions and leading statements and innuendoes (in your endo, Alex had said, sweet Father Sunlight) that the boys were bombarding him with. Now that they were a bit down the road and less concerned about immediate pursuit, Darwin and Alex and Sean all wanted details.
And when Charles refused to give them, they'd started speculating. Very loudly. In graphic detail.
It was, it was private, between him and Erik. No one needed to know how good Erik had tasted, or felt, or how hot and eager his mouth had been around Charles' cock. Charles was feeling a bit more optimistic about his chances of having an opportunity to do it again with Erik, provided Erik forgave him for the whole kneeing him in the face thing. Of course Charles had forgiven Erik for the whole slaughtering unicorns thing, and objectively that was much worse.
So, more blowjobs. And maybe some other things. (He was absolutely not
( ... )
MINIFILL CONTINUED MOAR: Reunited and It Feels So GoodsharpestscalpelNovember 10 2011, 21:47:36 UTC
Why was Emma's kindgom so large? So long, if not wide? She was a size queen, obviously (literally). Erik shifted in the saddle, bored and impatient. He was definitely going to have words with Azazel about how far into enemy territory the transportation mage had dropped him. He owed Erik big time, after all, for introducing him to Prince Janos. Janos had such pretty hair - Erik could have had fun with that
( ... )
Prince Erik is in love with Charles, but they can't do it because, you know, unicorns. And because Charles doesn't want Shaw using Raven instead.
But eventually they do it anyway (good job, guys) and Charles gets thrown in prison and Erik gets cast out of the kingdom.
BUT TRUE LOVE PREVAILS, OBVIOUSLY, AND SOMEHOW THEY GET BACK TOGETHER AND OVERTHROW SHAW AND SAVE A BUNCH OF UNICORNS OR SOMETHING.
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Also, both of your styles perfectly complement each other in this fill. It's snarky yet sweet. Awesome.
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Charles and Erik ran hand-in-hand stumbling through the forest as if the devil himself was on their heels. Which he was.
"You threw a rock at Shaw?!! You threw a rock at Shaw?!!!" To be fair, Charles had hit Shaw with that rock. And Shaw had gone down like a ton of bricks.
Still, as plans went, Erik still couldn't believe it had worked.
"Yes, because your plan of let's hide behind the sacrificial slab was so much better." Erik liked Charles better when he was being the stoic sacrifice and less when he was being sarcastic, and also dismissive of Erik's own completely understandable panicked reaction ( ... )
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Erik ponders for one moment telling the truth, just to see the reaction. My boyfriend kneed me in the face while I sucked him to his very first orgasm.
"I tripped," says Erik in a tone that clearly conveys I am lying and you know it and I know it and I know you know it but I'm not going to give you a different answer.
"Understood," says the doctor as he bandages Erik's nose. He goes to a cabinet, pulls out a small bottle. "Take two drops of this every ---" he cuts off at the sound of rapidly approaching hoofbeats.
Erik tenses, and quietly extends his senses. He's not detecting anything of Shaw's, and yet --
A distraught, bedraggled blonde woman bursts through the doorway and throws herself into the physician's arms. "Hank!"
The physician -- Hank -- looks simultaneously shocked and pleased. "Raven! What are you doing here?" He frowns at her appearance. "What happened? Are you all right?"
"I'm fine ( ... )
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Erik grinned. If it was bandits the three of them could steal their horses. Also Erik was in the mood to hit something.
The riders came out of the trees and --
Well, shit.
Not bandits.
Definitely NOT bandits.
*****
"This is interesting," drawled Emma Frost, Sorceress-Regnant. "I'm fairly certain I closed our borders when Shaw began his unicorn slaughtering. And yet here we have Shaw's favorite, and another member of Shaw's court, being assisted by one of our subjects. How did this happen?"
Erik knows his lines, he's supposed to say something along the lines of We were just out for a stroll, I had no idea we'd crossed over your border, terribly sorry and let the politicking begin ( ... )
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He was, admittedly, a tad possessive. He'd have to work on that.
Frost was not a popular figure inside Shaw's kingdom - he took that back. She was a popular figure because the woman really was quite attractive. But she was as dangerous as any other sorceror - the pretty face and fantastic boobs had fooled many enemies in ( ... )
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Charles hadn't actually expected anything about being locked in a cage to be pleasant. So mealtime was a surprise.
Shaw was off doing whatever evil sorcerers did during their downtime (besides bathers) and so Charles didn't bother paying attention to the food server and the two guards that came with him, until said server was up the ladder and handing him a tray through the bars.
"Dude, so I heard you finally got your V-card punched. High five!" Sean pushed his hand through the bars and held it vertically, palm flat.
Charles just goggled. "You -- How -- What are you doing here, Sean?!" This was dangerous. Shaw could have any number of ways to monitor his own chambers, not to mention the guards below. Charles had few enough friends at court that he didn't want to lose one ( ... )
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"Odds are good that everything she has told you about me is true in some fashion or another." Erik smiled with too many teeth. "And I'm sure you're a wonderful person."
It was just that he had no intention of giving Charles up to anyone.
Erik's smile was not particularly friendly; Moira's smile was equal to it. "If you'd just asked Charles if you could tie him up, he probably would have said yes. Did you really need to murder that which was pure and innocent in your pursuit of sexual gratification ( ... )
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And when Charles refused to give them, they'd started speculating. Very loudly. In graphic detail.
It was, it was private, between him and Erik. No one needed to know how good Erik had tasted, or felt, or how hot and eager his mouth had been around Charles' cock. Charles was feeling a bit more optimistic about his chances of having an opportunity to do it again with Erik, provided Erik forgave him for the whole kneeing him in the face thing. Of course Charles had forgiven Erik for the whole slaughtering unicorns thing, and objectively that was much worse.
So, more blowjobs. And maybe some other things. (He was absolutely not ( ... )
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