round 3 overflow post

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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.

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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...

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Heat - Part 21b

[(Anonymous)]

Charles was in turmoil.

‘Erik, I-’ he clenched his fists. ‘I’m not sure that this is a good idea,’ he said at last, looking anxiously at Erik. ‘This is just too fast, there is too much that I don’t know, too much that-’

‘You know me Charles,’ Erik interrupted, reaching forward and snagging Charles’s hands in his. ‘You know me. Completely. Is that not enough?’

Still Charles hesitated.

‘There will be no more, Charles,’ Erik promised, his eyes full of earnestness and sincerity. ‘I swear to you upon my mother’s blood – there will be no more. It ends tonight. When you and I leave, it will be for forever. The past will stay in the past.’

Charles gripped Erik’s hands, still wavering.

‘Look into my mind, Charles,’ Erik said fiercely. ‘Look into my mind and see that I am telling the truth. Look Charles!’

‘Okay!’ Charles said finally, pulling back. He took a long breath to calm himself. ‘Okay,’ he said again. He straightened and, screwing up his courage, looked up at Erik. ‘I will come with you.’

The words had barely left his mouth before Erik had pulled him into his arms again, clasping Charles tightly to his chest.

‘Thank you,’ Erik whispered, clutching Charles’s head closer to his chest. ‘Thank you for believing in me. I swear to you, I will prove myself worthy of your faith every day. I promise you, Charles.’

Charles sniffled slightly, huffing a breath against Erik’s chest before slowly pulling away.

‘There’s no need to swear fealty to me,’ he said after a moment, attempting humour. He gave Erik a wry smile. ‘And it’s not as if I’m working on blind faith alone – I am a telepath, you know.’

Erik chuckled at that.

‘As if I could forget,’ he said softly. Reaching out, he placed one calloused palm against Charles’s soft cheek.

Charles hummed under his breath as he turned in towards Erik’s hand. He sounded almost strangely contented.

‘We’d better start moving,’ Erik said after a moment, pulling his hand away with great reluctance. ‘We don’t have much time. Have you packed at all?’

‘A little,’ Charles said, also pulling away with a sigh. At Erik’s look he rolled his eyes. ‘You do realise that this house contains the whole of my earthly possessions within it, yes? As well as the fact that a few scant hours is hardly enough for me to pack away everything I might need before we leave?’

‘All you would need is the clothes on your back,’ Erik said, stepping closer, right into his space and sending a slight shiver down Charles’s spine. ‘And perhaps not even that much.’

‘You wouldn’t catch me dead outside without at least three layers,’ Charles said with a huff, but he was smiling. The shock and horror of the previous hours seemed to have gradually melted away and though Erik was sure that that conversation with Charles was far from over – and indeed, that it would probably colour the rest of their interactions for the rest of their lives together – for now at least, it seemed to have been relegated to the background. For Erik this was more than enough – the simple knowledge that Charles wouldn’t cast him aside would have sufficed; to have him actually decide to accompany Erik even whilst knowing what he did was more than Erik could have ever hoped for.

Unable to contain the wave of affection that surged up inside him, Erik pushed forward and caught Charles’s mouth in a swift kiss. Charles was at first surprised, but he readily joined in once his brain had caught up with the action.

After a moment Erik reluctantly pulled away.

‘You had better get going,’ he said gruffly. ‘If you want to get all that packing done, that is.’

Charles smiled.

‘I suppose I had,’ he sighed before allowing himself a small smirk. ‘But don’t think that you are getting out of helping me that easily.’ And he tugged Erik over to the stairs with a smile.

By ten o’ clock that night they had the house all packed up and their luggage ready. Everything was neatly boxed and labelled and packed away. Then after a final small supper, with one last look at the house, they were finally off, the car speeding away and leaving the iron gates of Westchester far behind them.





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Re: Heat - Part 21b

[renuki.livejournal.com]

*breaths a sigh of relief for Erik*

And ooh, the final battle is coming.

Re: Heat - Part 21b

[(Anonymous)]

I don't think that relief is going to lat for long, unfortunately ...

And yes, the final battle is very, very close! :)

Thanks for reading and commenting hun! xx