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xmenfirstkink2011-12-18 05:18 pm
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round 3 overflow post
This post is for Round 3 fills only. We ask that when a round hits 8500 comments, fillers begin moving their fills to this post.
Format:
SUBJECT LINE -- Round #, short description of fic (ex: "Alex/Hank, lab partners")
--- Link to the prompt
--- Text of the prompt
--- Link to the fill
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--- Entire text of the fill
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Prompt: http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/6437.html?thread=1038472#t2038174
Charles/Erik -- Charles is a bakery owner whose most frequent customer is Erik.
Fill: http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/6437.html?thread=0139482#t4502942
Charles started off the morning the same way he always did...
Fill: Into His Arms pt. 23 [breathplay]
”And the people in the hospital? Nurses? Doctor Grayson?” Moira asked.
”I'll do them myself,” Charles said. Raven folded her arms and stared down, avoiding their eyes.
”And us? You will make us forget too?” Erik asked.
Charles didn't answer, he pushed his hands to his pockets and turned his back to them and leaning his forehead against the wall. He tapped his head against it softly, like he tried to shake the right answer out of his skull.
“I want to be with you, that's all I want,” Charles muttered. “Why do I have to choose? Haven't I deserved this? Why can't I have it?"
”Moira,” Erik said and nodded toward the IV bag. He tossed the covers aside and she didn't try to stop him. He stood up, the line tightening before Moira took the bag from the hook and held it up to keep the drip going. The blue hospital gown looked silly on him, too big and too short at the same time. It made him look like a blue crane. But there was nothing amusing the way he moved to Charles, pulling him away from the wall and sliding his arm under his chin and pulling up, Charles' throat resting against the crook of his elbow. Raven stared at them, covering her mouth to keep the sound inside. Moira held her breath, the sudden gravity of the situation .
"Give the choice to me," Erik said. “Acknowledge me as your ruler.”
“I can give you a way out,” he said, raising his hand to touch his arm. “You can go back to your life. You won't remember enough to even miss me."
“Give your choice to me. Now.”
He said nothing, simply stood there in his hold, unable to do anything. He didn't object, didn't ask him to let go, but he didn't give in either. It was a standstill and Erik turned to look at Moira for help.
“Raven, will you sponsor him?” Moira asked, taking charge. “He can't do it on his own.”
“I will,” she said and reached to take Charles hand. "It can be frightening, but I'm with you. Give in when you are ready, it's that simple."
Moira moved closed and rested her hand against Erik's back.
"Darling, I want you to held him until he accepts it."
"How do I know when it's enough?"
"You'll feel his surrender," Moira said. "You can't miss it. Ready? Now."
Erik held him.
The end.
Re: Fill: Into His Arms pt. 23 [breathplay]
Re: Fill: Into His Arms pt. 23 [breathplay]
Thanks for reading!
Re: Fill: Into His Arms pt. 23 [breathplay]
Though I was a bit confused by the warning for breathplay in this part. I didn't really see it, though I could just be missing something today.
Re: Fill: Into His Arms pt. 23 [breathplay]
I'm so happy that you kept writing this!