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03 October 2011 @ 12:29 am
X-Men Fic: Breath and Blood  
Posted to erik_charles


Title: Breath and Blood
Pairing/Characters: Erik/Charles
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: XMFC
Summary: Charles and Erik experiment with breathplay and dirty talk in the bedroom
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ



Charles watches as each long finger wraps around his throat; Erik's the one who positioned them in front of the mirror, Erik's the one who wants him to not just feel but see.

His body's already taut from Erik's thick cock in his ass, but the fear response makes him go rigid against the metal bonds Erik's curled around his body to hold him in place.

Originally he'd asked Erik to choke him like he'd done with Emma - using metal - but his refusal had been far more steadfast. Charles may be a mutant but he's too human in the flesh to compare to the abuse Emma could stand in her diamond form. In other words, Erik thought his powers might break Charles - or worse.

But Erik's hands... Oh, Charles knows how lethal they are. He's swum inside Erik's mercenary mind, seen the faces of the men he's killed, felt the rush of success and the lack of remorse as each guilty party met their fate.

It doesn't take effect right away, this slowing of the blood to the brain via manual strangulation - especially not one handed - but Charles starts to feel a slight wooziness that he knows is the beginning.

His breaths are shallow - and that was another negotiation altogether. Erik refused to participate if it meant cutting off Charles' air. Blood flow was easy enough to stem; it would just take longer to get the same effect. Ligature strangulation would have been more fun. Charles knows this from his own solo experiments. That was also vetoed. If Erik was to hold his life in his hands, to prove himself worthy of that level of trust, he really wanted Charles' life in his actual hands.

The edges of the mirror start to blur as Erik begins thrusting into him slowly, grip tightening in degrees. Charles' entire body feels alive, humming, each touch like fire against his skin. He strains, wanting, needing more... This glimpse of the darkness so alluring he's chased it ever since his first attempt went a little too far and scared him away for years.

But he never forgot that feeling or the fear: his life hanging in the balance and then an explosion of the most incomprehensible ecstasy. Having had it, he craved it again and again. But he knew, always, that it would be better if he could surrender into another's hands, to trust them to take him to the brink and back.

Only there was no one he trusted. Until Erik. Here was a man who tasted death regularly, who was intimate with it, who skirted it almost every day of his reckless life. And yet Charles felt safer in his hands than anywhere in the world.

Erik's breath is warm against his neck, his words hot, vicious and delicious in his ear.

"You wanted me to fuck you? I'll fuck you, yes, I'll fuck the life out of you! Feel that life draining from you? That's me, taking it. The last thing you're going to feel is my cock pounding your ass. I'm going to fuck you until you pass out and then I'm going to fuck you harder."

In time with his spat out words Erik slams harder, driving Charles tighter against his bindings. The pain swamps him: the brusque fucking, the metal biting into his skin and his fading mind screaming for life-giving oxygen as Erik's grip tightens enough to render him incapable only of tiny gasps.

Charles stares at himself in the mirror, watching the gray encroaching around the edges. 'Now,' he thinks, 'please now.'

At his mental command, Erik shifts, gripping Charles' throat with both hands and squeezing as hard as he can. At the same time he shifts his hips to impact Charles' prostate on each thrust.

Charles eyes fly open, mouth open in a useless O as electricity jolts his body so hard he shakes visibly in the mirror. Helpless to avoid the sensation he lets his body go, only Erik and the metal bonds holding him up as he shudders through wave after wave of unspeakable bliss all the while his world shrinks down to the center of a black hole where his face is in the mirror. Darkness is a palpable thing, devouring him at the point where his mind and body snap into alignment in perfect nirvana then snap off, leaving only the void.

When he comes to Erik is cradling him in his arms, clutching him close, looking glassy-eyed. Through the buzzing in his ears he hears Erik's near-tearful complaints: 'Couldn't wake you up', 'thought I'd lost you', 'never again...'

Charles soothes him with soft words or he thinks he does; his mind is still offline for the most part. It's his body that's still abuzz with the aftermath, letting him know that this is one addiction that's not going to be sated anytime soon.

So even if Erik says never again, Charles will agree - for now. He'll just have to find a way to make Erik change his mind.

(X)
 
 
 
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on October 3rd, 2011 07:29 am (UTC)
Confession
Another kink meme fill! Only this time it's for a different kink meme.

Here's the kink meme info for this fic:

Prompt: Charles/Erik, Asphyxiation
Erik agrees to choke Charles while he fucks him. I'd like the emphasis to be on how Charles feels during the experience. Bonus points for dirty talk from Erik.
http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/3278.html?thread=4672718#t4672718
Fill Part 1: http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/3278.html?thread=4805070#t4805070
Fill Part 2: http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/3278.html?thread=4805326#t4805326

Breathplay's not exactly a popular kink so after enjoying writing Taut (an SPN breathplay fic) I thought it would be good to try my hand at it again. Damn if I can't seem to get my characters to accept ligature strangulation. /huffs/ ;-)

FWIW the name is IMHO a bit of a misnomer. A lot of people think it's only about restricting oxygen via breathing, but it also covers restricting oxygen by reducing blood flow to the head/brain. Oh, and I should probably give the huge disclaimer of DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME. (Fictional characters are so much easier to revive than real human beings.)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
Synecdochesynekdokee on October 3rd, 2011 04:17 pm (UTC)
Fuck but that's hot.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 4th, 2011 06:08 pm (UTC)
High praise indeed. Thank you!
rubynye: Best Enemies (by Kesomon)rubynye on October 3rd, 2011 05:20 pm (UTC)
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hot, vicious and delicious

That that that!

*collapses aswoon*
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 4th, 2011 06:09 pm (UTC)
Re: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
/catches you in my arms/

Oh, my dear! You so know how to delight me in so few words! /adores/ I'm so thrilled we share more than one fandom. I'd miss you terribly otherwise.
luninosity: not an optionluninosity on October 4th, 2011 05:04 pm (UTC)
...okay, this fandom is making me discover kinks I never knew I had. That was, um, wow. Yes.

So, Charles does get Erik to change his mind, right? :D
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 4th, 2011 06:08 pm (UTC)
Meep! You came over to read my fic! /hides/ It's not ready, honestly. I have a couple of Cherik fic in progress that I will likely be at least somewhat proud of once I get them done. But for now, I got tired of holding onto these kink meme fills so I lowered my standards and let them be my entree into the fandom against my better judgment. Grr. Argh.

So know that I have two coming you might like and for now my apologies for anything you do read. ;-)