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Young!Erik Lehnsherr x reader - Teasing

Forgive me for ignoring the requests but I watched First Class for the first time and I had to indulge myself. I hope you enjoy!

The first time it happened, you supposed it was at least partially your own fault. You had been flirting, you had been saying some mildly suggestive things.

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You laughed, "You need a DNA sample?"

"It's to study the genes, see what caused the mutations." You shifted in your seat, leaning a bit closer to him.

"What kind of DNA? Anything specfic? Fun? Hair? Fluid?" He gulped visibly, a small chuckle escaping from your throat.

"Kinky." You spun toward Erik just in time to see his smirk. You opened your mouth to scold him or maybe ask him about something else but all hints of annoyance were gone when he turned back around to face you. He had a mischievous twinkle in his eye and that signature grin that sent a tingling feeling to your chest. "You have fun now, my dear." And he was gone.

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So yeah, probably your fault. But pretty much all the rest of the "incidents" were not.
You were just making cinnamon rolls to celebrate being able to control your powers at last.

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You grinned, taking the plate and setting it on the counter to put the frosting. You were almost done when Erik appeared in the doorway.

"What are you doing?" You jumped at the sound of his voice, sending frosting everywhere. You huffed, turning to face him.

"Don't scare me like that! I have frosting all over me now!" He stepped closer to you with a sigh. Realizing you had some on your hands you held a finger up.

"Want to try some?" Erik got even closer, tilting your head to the side carefully. You felt his lips on your jaw, his tongue darting out for a second before he pulled away. You could feel his breath on your lips when they parted.

"Kinky." It came out in a breathy whisper, a smirk soon following.

"Erik!"

"You better clean yourself up before I tell Charles what you got all over the kitchen." You gaped at him as he wandered away. A dark blush covered your cheeks and you reasoned that his actions were 1) to get frosting off your jaw and 2) to tease you incessantly as was his new pastime.

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And that time, in no way, was it your fault. Cinnamon rolls just happened to be one of the things you could make.
The third time was on a short mission you had asked for help with. And maybe it was your fault, but still!

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You and Erik stood side by side on the escalator and while he seemed perfectly calm, you were on edge. Your eyes darted to the escalator beside the one that was taking you up to the top floor. The exact people you were trying to avoid were right there.

"Erik." You tapped his arm quickly. He looked at you, curiosity evident on his face.

"What do you need this time?"

"Kiss me." His eyes widened a fraction at the request. You brought your voice down to a whisper. "Those men will start something if they recognize us. Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable, now kiss me before they notice us." He nodded, hands coming to rest on your hips.

"Lead the way." You grabbed his collar, pulling his down slightly for easier access. Your arms came to wrap around his neck as you deepened the stage kiss. You felt him smile slightly, your heart speeding up for a second before you gasped. You hadn't felt his hand slide down to your ass until he squeezed it. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, catching you by surprise. This was a stage kiss, right? You parted, relief washing over you when you saw how far those men were.

"That was quite the kiss." You grinned, not noticing the slight michievous twinkle in his eyes. Before you could regester what he was doing, he pulled you closer. His lips brushed the skin of your neck. And then your heard it. That incredibly irrating word that came from those equally irrating lips.

"Kinky."

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You had had enough of that attractive, irrating smirk that appeared on those lips. So, you set out to find him after you had changed.

"Charles! I have a favor to ask." You said, stomping toward him.

"Oh (Y/N), I didn't see you. What do you need?"

"Tell me where Erik is." A small smile tugged at his lips.

"Outside, until the tree that my grandfather planted." You grinned, planting a quick kiss on his cheek as thanks.

"You're the best Charles! Thank you!" You called over your shoulder as you ran outside.

Sure enough, you found Erik with his eyes closed and his arms crossed sitting under the tree. You sucked in a breath at the sight, he looked beautiful sitting there. One eye opened as you approached but upon seeing it was you he closed it again.

"Come to bother me?" He asked, amusement clear in his voice. You hesitated for a second before moving to sit on his lap facing him. If you were honest it was much closer to straddling than anything else. Erik opened one eye again. "What are you doing?"

"My turn to tease you. I'm so tired of hearing you say kinky." He grinned, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you a bit closer.

"This is just as kinky, love." Any protests you had died on your tongue. You felt the heat creep up your neck again. You buried your face in his chest and sighed. He let out a deep chuckle, tightening his grip on you. "Embarrassed now?"

"I don't even remember what I was going to do."

"I tend to have that affect on people." He replied. You felt a small pang in your chest and you shivered. "Cold? It is a bit chilly, isn't it?" You nodded, squeaking in surprise when he pulled something over you. A blanket maybe? You didn't move, keeping your red face hidden from him. One hand came to rest on the base of your neck. You tensed slightly under his touch as he planted a quick kiss to your head. "Why don't we get some rest and then you can try to tease me again?" You lifted your head to look at him, a smirk dancing on your lips.

"I have a better idea of what to do," you paused, searching his face for any sort of reaction, "but a nap would be nice."

"What sort of thing do you have in mind?"

"Teasing doesn't just have to be with words, Erik. Which sort would you prefer?" He laughed quietly, blue eyes boring into yours.

"Whichever you feel is necessary, darling." You nodded, burying your face in his shirt again.

"I'm still mad at you."

"I'm sure you are, my dear, but you said you wanted to sleep. So sleep."

It didn't take long before you had drifted off in his arms.

Thanks for reading! I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you enjoyed it! There may very well be a young Charles Xavier coming after this because damn is James McAvoy attractive.