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a/n: it's smut, don't read if you're underage.
You just returned from the party that Charles had thrown for the opening Xavier's school and damn if you didn't put on a show for Erik there. Accidentally touching his thigh, slightly rubbing up against his leg while sitting on his lap. He surely did notice that, but paid no attention thinking that you're just a little tipsy. But he realised you had been doing this on purpose when in response to Raven's question if someone was into daddy kink, apart from Charles you also said yes, at the same time slightly squeezing Erik's shaft with your other hand.
"That show you put on back there. I didn't like that." He gives you a warning look as he corneres you in the hallway; his thumb and index finger holding your chin, a stern look on his face, brows drew together.
You have been dating for a long time now. He's always been so gentle with you, always making sure you're comfortable, worshipping you. In the bed too. You've seen how he's suffered, how he has fought against enemies and you knew his restraint cannot be unending. The darkness that he tried hard to keep you away from, the darkness that you wanted to witness so badly.
"You like it rough, doll?" He asks looking at you with piercing eyes as his posture toweres over you. Fuck. Such a daddy.
"Oh, God. Yes." You gasp. His brash attitude makes your knees go weak, the heat pooling between your legs. Before you know what is happenning, he leans down and presses his lips to yours, kissing you hungrily. The kiss takes your breath away, leaving your cheeks flushed, and your lips plump.
"You sure?" He almost whispers as if he is still trying to contain himself.
You let out a gasp and put your hand on the back of his neck. "I want you," you growl almost frustrated with how quickly he changed his mind. You hear him chuckle when he steps back and go to the living room. You watch him as he sits down on the couch.
"Show me," he says patting his lap. Your eyes resting on his visible hard-on, the sight of it making your core tingle and soak with your arousal. You approach and kneel down in front of him. Your hands making their way to undo his belt and jeans, your mouth waters as his thick, veiny cock springs out of his boxers. You want to take him in your mouth as soon as possible . As you are about to do that, he leans forward and kisses you, taking your lip in between his teeth roughly pulling. He is still unsure of letting you know his dark side.
"C'mon baby, don't hold it back," you say in a sultry deep tone as if you read his mind, making his cock twitch with arousal. You grasp him, slightly squeezing before leaning down and giving its tip little kitten licks. You look at him and smile to yourself when he throws his head back and his chest rises and falls from his heavy breathing. You lick a stripe from his base to his tip before taking him fully into your mouth, gently sucking. You slowly take him down your throat, your fingers wrapped around him, caressing him where your lips can't reach.
