Charles Xavier x reader fanfictions

The ball

Warnings: none
Y/m = your mutation

"Charles? Odette asked me to give this to you." You knocked on Charles' door and presented him with a letter.
"Thank you y/n. How's my gorgeous girlfriend?" He asked.
"I don't know, how bout you ask her yourself." You smirked as he pulled you into his embrace from behind.
"I will." He pressed a kiss to your neck.
"I think she likes that." You started to sway and he joined in with you starting to dance.
"There's no music?"
"We'll make our own." You mumbled into his ear.
"I like the sound of that."
You two danced for a while until raven bursted in.
"Charles, y/n! Did you read the letter!" She blabbered and then realised that she'd interrupted something.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She blushed
"It's okay raven." you walked towards her and grabbed her hands and started dancing with her instead.
"My girls." Charles leaned on his desk as he held the letter.
"What does it say Charles?" You asked while spun a giggling raven.
"Oh my. We've been invited to an old fashioned, ball... type event. This Friday." He raised his eyebrows at the note.
"And we have to wear 18th century style clothing." Charles smirked
"It's so exciting isn't it!" Raven jumped up and down.
"I'm not sure it's very you, raven."Charles said in a questioning tone.
"He's got a point your more short and sexy, party type." You said
"Well it did say style? I can put my own twist on it." She had a huge grin on her face.
"I wish they had given us proper notice. It's Wednesday now, I'm not sure we have anything like 18th century wear."
You stroked your chin mimicking Charles.
"Oh they did, I just forgot to give you it sorry." She ran out of the room and you and Charles shook your heads.
"Ever feel like your looking after a teenager." You sighed.
"Everyday." He laughed.
"Well we better go shopping, I'll make sure she doesn't get anything too extravagant." You grab your bag and place a kiss to his cheek.
"What about me." He stated.
"I'm sure you have something in this place." You spread your arms out wide looking around.
"I love you." He said as he opened the door for you.
"I know you do."

You spent the day shopping with raven while Charles searched the mansion.
Raven decided to get about 6 dresses, because she couldn't decide which one was sexier.
You both got home and modelled your outfits for each other till you settled on the right accessories.
You headed down to dinner and saw your lovely housemaid Odette.
"Hello, mistress y/l/n."
"How many times Odette, just call me y/n." You took her hand and helped her with the plates.
"You don't have to do that miss-"
"You know me and Charles love to help out as much as you let us. Your old and run off your feet, you need a break sometimes." You said as you put 3 plates on the table.
"There's no need, I'm fine.
Also dinners ready mistress y/l/n, or maybe I'll be able to call you mrs Xavier soon." She grinned
"What have you heard?" You urge on and you massaged her shoulders.
She mimicked zipping her lips and throwing away the key.
"Fine." You sat at the diner table and raven skipped down and sat across from you.
"Where's Charles?"
"Upstairs I presume. I'll go get him." You pulled out your chair but Odette stopped you.
"He asked me to take his meal up to him earlier today, sorry I didn't inform you miss y/l/n." She said formally.
"There's no need to inform me that's fine Odette." You held her elderly hand in yours and let her go.
You and raven finished dinner and you headed up stairs to Charles' study.
"Charles?" You sung as you walked in. He stumbled hiding something behind his back.
"What is that your hiding?" You questioned crossing your arms.
"Oh, nothing.." he rocked on his heels and you walked over and fixed up his hair.
"Just found a suit I could wear." He bit his lip and looked down at you.
"Can I see?" You tried to peek behind him but he put his hand over your eyes.
"Not until you show me yours." He threw it behind his desk.
"You can't see mine till the ball Charles." You giggled taking his hand off your eyes.
"How about, you and me, head to bed. Our soft, warm bed." He trailed his hands down your torso and rested them on your hips.
"That sounds good." You hover your lips above his. You take his hand and lead him out of the study and down to your room.