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fic: Some Other Fur

Title: Some Other Fur
Author: fengirl88
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: none
Wordcount: ~650
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
Summary: “Extraordinary,” Erik says, shaking his head. “What kind of fur is that, anyway?”
“I think it's bearskin,” Charles says, a shade too casually.
A/N: fill for the "plushie or furry kink" square for kink_bingo. My thanks to ginbitch for her heroic work in betaing this one, and to kate_lear for cheering me on.

Some Other Fur

“Is this one you?” Erik asks, raising his eyebrows.

“What are you – Erik, where did you get that?”

Erik grins. “Oh, just found it lying around.”

Charles looks at him sternly. And you expect me to believe that? Really, Erik...

“OK,” Erik admits, “Raven gave it to me. She said I might find it – amusing.”

Charles looks at the photograph album and shakes his head wonderingly.

“You and Raven,” he says. “It's just as well you don't get on better. God help the rest of us if you ever decided to team up.”

Erik rolls his eyes. As if that's going to happen.

“You haven't answered my question,” he says. “Is this you on the rug?”

Charles groans inwardly. Should have known Erik would find that one.

“Don't ask me why anyone thought that was a good idea,” he says. “But it seems to have been the fashion in baby pictures.”

“Extraordinary,” Erik says, shaking his head. “What kind of fur is that, anyway?”

“I think it's bearskin,” Charles says, a shade too casually.

Erik looks at him, that searching look that Charles still hasn't got used to.

“You think?” he says.

Charles tries not to think about the nursery fireplace with the rug lying in front of it. The warmth of the fire on his skin after his bath and the tickly feeling of the bearskin underneath him. Wriggling against the fur, little shivers of pleasure going through him. An early memory, though nothing like as early as the photograph.

He shifts uneasily, caught off balance by a sudden twist of shame and arousal.

Erik goes on staring at Charles as if he can see right through him.

“I didn't know you had a thing for fur,” Erik teases him. “Do you still have the rug?”

“Can we talk about something else, please?” Charles says. He's aiming for slightly bored, but it comes out as desperate.

“Sure,” Erik says. “Or better yet – ” He clicks his fingers and Charles hears the key turn in the lock.

Erik gets up and pulls Charles into his arms, kissing him and sliding his hands up under Charles's shirt. Charles feels the tug of his belt buckle undoing itself, the descent of his zip. He clutches at Erik, feeling slightly dizzy from the sensation of Erik's hands all over him, his mouth against Charles's neck.

“Erik, what are you –”

“I like this kink of yours,” Erik says, grinning. “It has – possibilities.”

The image in Erik's mind is so clear that it makes Charles gasp: the two of them naked, Charles face down on the bearskin rug with Erik lying on top of him, hands gripping his outstretched hands as Erik tenses and thrusts, his cock sliding between Charles's legs.

“Oh God,” Charles says. How does Erik know that's exactly what he wants?

“How long do you think it would take me to make you come like that?” Erik murmurs in his ear. “Pushing between your thighs, pressing you down into the fur, making you rub yourself against it over and over again?”

Not long at all, Charles thinks helplessly. He groans.

“A mansion with seventy-two rooms,” Erik says meditatively. “I wonder which one it's in.”

“I've no idea,” he says.

It's not really a lie, he thinks defensively. He hasn't been in the nursery for decades. The rug might not still be there. It might not even be in the house at all.

“Oh well,” Erik says, “I'm sure it'll turn up.”

Charles looks at him suspiciously and sees that Erik is indeed laughing at him.

“You're a hopeless liar, you know,” Erik says. “Would you like to show me the nursery after lunch?”

Charles is still trying to work out whether he's more likely to die from arousal or embarrassment when Hank comes to tell them that lunch is ready.



The title comes from an anonymous poem inspired by Elinor Glyn's 1907 novel Three Weeks, in which the exotic heroine seduces the young English hero on a tiger-skin rug:

Would you like to sin
With Elinor Glyn
On a tiger skin
Or would you prefer
To err
With her
On some other fur?

Also posted at http://fengirl88.dreamwidth.org/54856.html with comment count unavailable comments.


( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 6th, 2011 03:47 am (UTC)
Mmmm, I'm enjoying the image of the two of them talking about being on the rug...and the image of them actually being on the rug. HOT.
Sep. 7th, 2011 12:05 am (UTC)
thank you very much - I'm glad you liked it! this pairing seems to go very well with kink_bingo prompts...
Sep. 6th, 2011 04:33 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness, this was surprisingly hot. *adds to memories* Any hopes for a sequel?
Sep. 7th, 2011 12:07 am (UTC)
thank you very much - I'm happy that you enjoyed it. I don't know about a sequel but it's quite fun to think about, and maybe one will happen.
Sep. 6th, 2011 05:13 am (UTC)
Mmm, that was lush and satisfying for all its brevity.
Sep. 7th, 2011 12:07 am (UTC)
thank you very much - I'm glad you liked it!
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Sep. 7th, 2011 12:08 am (UTC)
thank you! I haven't ruled it out, though I'm trying to write something else at the moment.
Sep. 7th, 2011 12:08 am (UTC)
thank you - glad you liked it!
Sep. 6th, 2011 03:24 pm (UTC)
This is excellent. Quite the image. : ) I agree with the other comments - there should be some sort of sequel. : D Great work.
Sep. 7th, 2011 12:10 am (UTC)
thank you very much! glad you liked it. I don't know whether there will be a sequel but I hope there will be more fic with the two of them - they're a lot of fun to write.
Sep. 7th, 2011 01:56 am (UTC)
Hot. :D
Sep. 7th, 2011 07:45 am (UTC)
thank you - glad you liked it! *grins*
Sep. 8th, 2011 06:33 am (UTC)
Oh my, what a gorgeously-sexy vision this hot, lovely little fic of yours put into my head of the boys getting their sexy on atop a bearskin rug! I love their teasing and the heat of that kiss and those caresses! Very hot, sexy, wonderful fic!
Sep. 8th, 2011 07:59 am (UTC)
thank you very much - that's a lovely comment to get and very cheering on a grey morning! so glad you liked it.
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Sep. 22nd, 2011 04:10 pm (UTC)
thank you very much - well, we know from the film that Erik likes teasing people about their kinks... very glad you liked this, and that you enjoyed the nod to what comes later. I have a weakness for that idea of Erik knowing exactly what Charles wants - I'm pleased you found it hot as well.
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