The school inside Xavier mansion was bustling with young mutants. Students and teachers alike went on with their days, passing through the Victorian halls filled with chatter.
It was about midday when Charles was seated in his study; eyes closed and mind elsewhere. He didn't hear the faint tap on the wooden door, nor the footsteps leading into his office. Erik stood in the doorway, body leaning against the frame. His eyes were fixated on the smaller man as he concentrated on his thoughts.
A small smile curled into way onto the tall man's lips as he took in every small detail of his lover. His brows were furrowed and eyelids closed, allowing his long, dark lashes to rest. His lips that Erik loved so dearly were constantly being pursed and tugged between his teeth, only to be released again seconds later. Because of this, they were extremely dark and swollen, only making Erik's smile curve into a smirk.
Charles fluttered open his eyes, finally sensing another presence. His ocean blue eyes locked with those of his love, and a smile instantly overtook his lips.
"Hello, darling." Erik spoke gently, voice low.
"Hi." Charles simply replied, continuing to smile his innocent smile.
Erik loved his smile; how pure and boyish he looked as his pools of blue looked at him. As his thoughts were overcome with his immense love and passion for the man sitting before him, his lips began to move uncontrollably. "Dinner?" He suddenly blurted, causing Charles to send him a confused glance.
"Dinner?"
"After classes. Just us."
"Sounds lovely, Darling."
Charles contently let his eyes rest on his boyfriend for a considerable amount of time, taking in his features and stance. Erik was well aware, but simply watched with the same content. In a moments notice, he walked over to where the small, brunette man sat behind his desk, and without warning placed a teasing, filthy kiss on the other's lips, catching him by surprise.
But before Charles had a chance to respond, the warmth of Erik's lips were off of his once more and back in the shape of a smirk. "I'll see you later, professor." His voice was full of lust.
And with that, Charles was left flustered and heated.
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The final bell rang throughout Xavier's school at 3:30 P.M. Students immediately flooded out of the classrooms and into the hallways by the masses. Teachers eventually followed. Charles stood at the end of the hall, smiling slightly as he watched the children socializing. He loved them, he really did, and he loved being able to help them surrounded by those he loved.
A hand pressed into his lower back, catching him off guard and snapping him out of his trance. Erik stood behind him, the corners of his lips peaked up in the slight bit. He dragged his long, slender fingers across the small man's back, dangerously close to the waistband of his slacks, in a discreet manner.
Incredibly flustered once again, he watched as the tall ginger walked off down the halls to speak with Peter. Charles let out a shaky breath and leaned up against the wall for support of his week legs. Erik knew exactly what he was doing, and Charles knew that. He also understood Erik knew exactly how to do it. How to tease him in just the right way.
He watched intently as his lover spoke to his son. But Charles didn't need to use his powers to know his mind was elsewhere.
Typically the small man wasn't one for teasing. In complete, raw truth, Charles was a helpless romantic. He savored the smallest, most passionate moments, and desperately lived for the small, intimate moments. He had no clue what he was doing, but he was helplessly in love with no control.
