He certainly couldn’t reach across oceans then, but he also doesn’t remember it being this hard to keep the multitude of thoughts around him out of his head. Tony, I’m not sure how much longer I can stay connected to you, so we need to make a plan now. I’d escape by myself, but Erik ordered me not to put up any blocks or shields, and I haven’t figured out how to, to disobey with these instincts running through me yet.
Duly noted. The thing is, I’m not really sure I can help you without starting World War III. Charles mentally raises an eyebrow, because caution is usually his forte, not Tony’s, especially not about something like this. Not unless… Steve ordered you not to, didn’t he? But you’re a switch, it’s not as though you feel compelled to obey like a sub would-
Jesus, do you know nothing about dynamic biology? Don’t answer that, of course you don’t. When it comes to your true match, you feel a similar compulsion that subs do to obey, depending on the order. And there wasn’t an order anyway. No one can afford another war right now, Charles, and I’m not going to start one, even for you. And as upset as you are right now, you must realize how bad that would look for your campaign for peaceful coexistence. Unless, he hasn’t hurt you or tried to lock you up, has he? . Tony’s voice grows tight on his last few words, waves of anger rolling off of him.
Of course I don’t want a war, I just hoped you'd have a solution that didn’t result in one. And no, the strange thing is that he’s being… nice, even tender. He’s not trying to stop my work and his rules are only a bit terrible, and I have no idea when he’ll show his true colors. Charles sighs as he feels Tony’s relief, knowing his chance of being rescued was growing smaller by the second. Charles could tell that Tony wasn't lying about the war his rescue would likely cause, and he couldn't condone that, not even to save himself.
You know, there’s a chance he already has, but look, Steve and I are coming to Genosha on Shield business in a month and I can have a rescue plan that doesn’t end in carnage read if you still need it. Until then you’re just going to have to sit tight. Besides, I'm not sure that finding your dom might not be good for in the long run and Steve agrees-
Steve is from the nineteen forties, when they still puts subs on leashes and you're... you. Forgive me if I don’t consider the two the expert on normal relationships. You’re just lucky you both turned out to be switches.. Charles can feel Tony roll his eyes and the pulse in the back of his head grow a bit stronger, the feel of Erik slipping into his mind.
Don’t be a brat, Charles. You know Steve never approved of leashing and that was only twenty years ago, and no relationship involving you could ever be anything close to normal. What he meant was that you haven’t been happy in years, Charles. Content, definitely complacent, but true happiness has always seemed to elude you, and maybe if you stopped pretending to be everything you’re not for five minutes you could actually relax.. Charles knows Tony has a point, his moments of happiness in the past few years had been both fleeting and diminishing. But that had been from stress and a certain inexplicable loneliness, not out of some desperate need for Erik.
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Fill 2: Hidden in Plain Sight 10B, D/s, TW:Abuse, Experimentation, Bigotry against Subs and mutants
Date: 2012-01-04 01:13 am (UTC)Duly noted. The thing is, I’m not really sure I can help you without starting World War III. Charles mentally raises an eyebrow, because caution is usually his forte, not Tony’s, especially not about something like this. Not unless… Steve ordered you not to, didn’t he? But you’re a switch, it’s not as though you feel compelled to obey like a sub would-
Jesus, do you know nothing about dynamic biology? Don’t answer that, of course you don’t. When it comes to your true match, you feel a similar compulsion that subs do to obey, depending on the order. And there wasn’t an order anyway. No one can afford another war right now, Charles, and I’m not going to start one, even for you. And as upset as you are right now, you must realize how bad that would look for your campaign for peaceful coexistence. Unless, he hasn’t hurt you or tried to lock you up, has he? . Tony’s voice grows tight on his last few words, waves of anger rolling off of him.
Of course I don’t want a war, I just hoped you'd have a solution that didn’t result in one. And no, the strange thing is that he’s being… nice, even tender. He’s not trying to stop my work and his rules are only a bit terrible, and I have no idea when he’ll show his true colors. Charles sighs as he feels Tony’s relief, knowing his chance of being rescued was growing smaller by the second. Charles could tell that Tony wasn't lying about the war his rescue would likely cause, and he couldn't condone that, not even to save himself.
You know, there’s a chance he already has, but look, Steve and I are coming to Genosha on Shield business in a month and I can have a rescue plan that doesn’t end in carnage read if you still need it. Until then you’re just going to have to sit tight. Besides, I'm not sure that finding your dom might not be good for in the long run and Steve agrees-
Steve is from the nineteen forties, when they still puts subs on leashes and you're... you. Forgive me if I don’t consider the two the expert on normal relationships. You’re just lucky you both turned out to be switches.. Charles can feel Tony roll his eyes and the pulse in the back of his head grow a bit stronger, the feel of Erik slipping into his mind.
Don’t be a brat, Charles. You know Steve never approved of leashing and that was only twenty years ago, and no relationship involving you could ever be anything close to normal. What he meant was that you haven’t been happy in years, Charles. Content, definitely complacent, but true happiness has always seemed to elude you, and maybe if you stopped pretending to be everything you’re not for five minutes you could actually relax.. Charles knows Tony has a point, his moments of happiness in the past few years had been both fleeting and diminishing. But that had been from stress and a certain inexplicable loneliness, not out of some desperate need for Erik.