Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #2

Please, Sir? - Charles Xavier

You were sat on Charles' lap, his pen between your lips teasingly, and his hands on your hips, the sound of slow, romantic, jazz on in the background. You were wearing nothing except one of his dress shirts, and it left almost nothing to the imagination; you took the pen from your lips and held it between two fingers.

"You should fuck me now," you said, seemingly out of the blue.

"Should I?" He chuckled softly, trailing one hand from your hip to your inner thigh.

"Yeah," you almost moaned when his hand cupped your sex softly. "Please, Sir?"

"Maybe in a bit," he mumbled, kissing your neck sweetly and took the pen from you, leaning over to finish off the almost completely forgotten work he was doing before you had walked in. "I'm sorry, darling, but I have to finish this off for tomorrow."

"It's alright," you reassured, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Can I at least help you with it?"

"Yes," he agreed with a small smile as he jotted some things down that you didn't understand. "You can."