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Rating: As it is: Hard R at least As it was intended to be: NC-17
Pairing: Charles/Erik/Raven
Content Advisory: Threesome, gender play, Erik telling Charles off.
Summary: Charles and Raven and Erik seduce each other.
Notes: I intended this for my birthday threesome, but I simply ran out of steam. I got some ways first, though!
Erik's door is slightly ajar.
As soon as he notices he keeps to his pace, walking onwards past three more doors, then turns and returns as silently as he can. It's only open perhaps a half centimeter, but men have died for lesser mistakes. At Erik's own hands, even.
It has been a full and irritating day, with the CIA agents gawking even more obnoxiously than usual, gangly little McCoy babbling about the metalworking assistance he seeks to improve his machine, and Raven and Charles trading glances with identical cat-mouthed smiles. Annoyed almost to incaution, Erik tried after dinner to get time alone with each of them, and failed to advance either campaign; Raven claimed a headache he couldn't see in her bright eyes, Charles feigned weariness, badly, and both shut their doors in his face.
Now after walking the perimeter thrice has failed to calm his racing blood, Erik looks at his door, which he had closed using his power, and wearily considers that there's nothing he truly needs on the other side of it, the many different ways he could open Agent MacTaggert's safe. He could turn around, take Shaw's file again, and leave before Charles can stop him with another maddeningly enticing little speech, instead of spending yet another day watching Raven cloak her unique magnificence in the bland pink and pale of mundane beauty. He could treat this place as just another oasis on his journey of vengeance, shake off the pretty siblings, vanish into the night and aim himself once more towards his goal.
Except that his bed calls him, even if in this moment he'd rather it not be so empty.
Erik reaches out to the metal in his room, from light fixtures to bedsprings, noting its stresses, its positions. Nothing feels changed, no one's sitting on the bed or the chairs, so he pushes the door open.
Charles and Raven stand beside the bed, Charles halfway to sitting back down. He bobbles inelegantly and Raven briefly smirks at him before turning to Erik, her smile widening to shining. Charles collects himself and straightens up beside her, also smiling sweetly, and Erik's mouth goes dry at the pretty picture they make.
Wariness coils in his belly, but even so Erik shuts the door behind himself. Whatever these two have planned they're unlikely to deliberately harm him. "This is a surprise," he says, leaning back against the door.
"A nice surprise?" Raven asks, tipping her chin up with self-conscious brashness.
Charles glances at her, then back to Erik, his pupils wide inside thin rings of blue, and the thought flickers in Erik's mind that he'd like to see Raven's true eyes beside Charles', the turquoise and the gold together. "We were thinking," Charles begins, then squares his shoulders and starts over. "I had the impression you were pursuing Raven, until she informed me you were pursuing me."
Erik has had long practice in keeping shock from marring his expression. He nods, humming neutrally.
"So here we are," Raven says, bright and open. "Both of us, if you like."
Erik cannot possibly have heard that correctly. He blinks, but manages to keep the set of his jaw impassive. Charles gives Raven another glance, impatient this time, and sounds every inch the stuffy professor when he clears his throat and clarifies, "What Raven means is that if you've been chasing us, you've caught us, and you can have us together, tonight."
Raven rolls her eyes. "That's what I said," she hisses at Charles, and a laugh vibrates in Erik's chest.
He pushes away from the door to step up to them, both looking up at him expectantly, and when he raises slow, careful hands to cup their chins, they smile simultaneously at him, they push as one into his touch. "Do you do this often?"
As she curves her hand over Erik's, Raven glances at Charles again. As he wraps his arm around Erik's waist, Charles returns her gaze. "On occasion," he answers slowly, turning his bright-sky eyes back to Erik. "It can be ... a lot of fun."
"I see," Erik says, and feels his face pull into a smile. "This is quite an intriguing offer, but may I make one request?" Charles's hand is warm and real, low on his back, Raven's cheek is peachy and false nestled into his palm.
"Anything," Raven answers, perhaps already guessing his thought.
Or so Erik thinks, until he says, "I would like the real Raven," and watches both their smiles fade to different sorts of shock. Raven's eyes gleam, flashing gold, a smile crimping the corners of her mouth, but Charles looks if anything slightly outraged, a line crinkling between his eyebrows.
Charles should really know better. Erik pulls away from him to curve both hands around Raven's face, sliding one into her silky blonde hair. "I want the true you," he tells her again, gentling his tone, stroking the shell of her ear.
As she nods, her eyes fluttering shut, Erik hears Charles's voice say, Really? inside his head. You don't need to --
Shut UP, Erik thinks, knowing Charles will hear him. Be quiet and watch. Charles obeys, settling down to a breathing presence behind Erik's eyes as Raven exhales and her skin ripples beneath Erik's hands, the flesh flowing into its true forms, blossoming blue. Charles's eyes widen at the edge of Erik's sight as Raven's hair transforms around his fingers, pulling itself from yellow floss into wiry strands the color of blood. She opens her eyes again and they shine blinding gold, and Erik barely has time to murmur, "Exquisite," before he must kiss her, feeling the resilience of her true skin under his mouth, its true textures under his hands.
Then Erik lets up and looks at Charles, whose eyes shine with astonishment. "You look beautiful," Charles tells Raven, and her smile tilts a little.
"Thanks," she answers roughly as she plants a hand on his chest and shoves him backwards. "Sit down and take off five or six layers of those old man clothes, all right? We're doing this."
Charles huffs but obeys, holding his place in Erik's mind, letting Erik sense his fascination as he watches them kiss again, as Erik fits his mouth to hers, as her strong slender hands tug out his turtleneck and slide beneath it, warm and firm on his skin. Erik gathers her close, running his fingers down the living textures of her back, and she sighs into a moan and opens to him like the bluest flower, the fairest sky.
Beside them Charles is amused, and astonished, and deeply aroused, thinking at Erik about how his shaking fingers are stumbling over his buttons, until Erik nearly laughs. He pulls back from Raven, whose eyes flutter open as she smiles radiantly at him, and answers her smile with his before he reaches to Charles, extending a hand to unfasten every metal latch and buckle on him. "I had no idea you two were this kinky," Erik tells them, grinning as he watches Charles's watch fall unheeded off his wrist. Charles blinks and grabs for his watch, his shirt falling open and pants sagging unzipped, and Raven's titter presses her that much closer to Erik's side. "That you were quite this much of an exhibitionist, or Charles such a voyeur."
Raven shakes her head, spreading her fingers over Erik's ribs. "Oh, Charles is the showoff," she says, underscored by Charles's surprisingly feral growl as he kicks away his pants and grips Erik's shoulders; Erik turns towards him, right into a hard kiss full of baritone rumbles and sharp teeth, and Raven sighs appreciatively and curls her tongue softly along his jaw as Charles bites his lip and shoves forward. Erik opens to him, to a thrust of tongue and a tumble of frustrated thoughts, maddeningly handsome, so gorgeous with Raven, why aren't you naked yet?
Erik has to give in and laugh into Charles's mouth as Charles grips his turtleneck and hauls it upwards, shutting his lips on his merriment as Charles drags it up over his head. Giggling, Raven disentangles herself and Erik watches her pull her dress off, the only garment she was actually wearing, her smile flashing brightly as she stands naked before him; to his other side Charles flings down the turtleneck and wrestles off his own undervest, translucent-skinned and solid in boxers and socks, a little ridiculous and entirely delectable. He blushes pinkly, looking down at himself as he pushes off his underwear, and Erik spares a glance across the floor at their maltreated clothes.
"Really." Charles asks as he lifts his head, one eyebrow sharply cocked, and as Raven's fingers slide into his waistband and Charles cups his face in both hands and kisses him again, Erik consciously forgets about the clothes. Charles kisses as if trying to climb into Erik, his bold assertiveness just this side of invasive, and Erik holds back from resisting, warmly curious at just how bossy Charles might turn out to be.
Raven kneels as she strips him, pressing her stippled cheek to his thigh, her voice husky when she says, "Save some for me." Her low hum tingles the base of Erik's spine as she wriggles around in front of him, her hands bracketing his hips. "Or, maybe," she adds, and slides her hot mouth onto him just as Charles slides a firm hand behind his head.
Erik gasps, utterly involuntarily, and Charles broadcasts a flare of triumph as he plunges even deeper into the kiss, as Raven hums into him and tightens her suction around him. Her temple is patterned with angled bumps under Erik's fingertips, his shoulder yields resiliently under Erik's fingernails, and when they match rhythms Erik has to yield the tiny moan climbing up his throat.
Charles pulls back with one more rousing nip to Erik's mouth, breathing hard as he grins up at Erik and says aloud, "There's a perfectly good bed right over there."
Raven huffs, and Erik's knees actually quiver; she pulls off with a wet smack and retorts, "You just want some of this," as she shimmies to her feet. Charles tilts his head at her, ostentatiously not denying it as he wraps hands around Erik's shoulder and Raven's wrist and starts backwards towards the bed.
"I have to admit," Erik says as he is led, listening to the tremors already rising in his own voice, "I underestimated you both." Their eyes widen in unison, their [eyebrows arching as they sit on the bed and pull him forward, lapis and ivory hands around his wrists. He says "Together you're formidable." and they grin as Charles pushes him towards Raven and they kiss, wiggling around with Chalres tucked to his back.
Textures of thighs, hairy skin vs sleek scales. Charles's thinner and more muscled than Erik was expecting, soft tummy. Kissing Charles, "go on," touching Raven and seeing how her body works, he licks his hand and then Charles does as he strokes Charles behind him. Raven says, "You like cock, huh?" and discussion.
[Erik says he didn't know they were this kinky, that Raven was an exhibitionist and Charles a voyeur, and Raven says she likes to watch too and Charles also likes to show off, as Charles tugs Erik down and kisses him, as the clothes come off. Undressing and stroking Charles, then both of them undressing Erik, Chrles in front and Raven in back, and into bed and patting him until he rolls over to bracket Raven, sending Charles the mental image of being kissed and stroked while he kisses and strokes Raven. At one point, one arm folded over Charles's across his chest, Erik fingers Raven and then they both lick her musk off his hand. Maybe she says "you like cock, huh?" blushing at her own daring -- it doesn't show but Charles transmits the feel -- and turns her clitoris into a dick. Charles is astonished and Erik thinks Charles should try sucking Raven's dick sometime; Charles thinks 'that wouldn't be appropriate' and Erik laughs in delighted incredulity at Charles's ridiculousness, and kisses Raven.
"Have you fucked anyone with that?" Erik asks. "No," Raven says, and he amends, "not yet." Brief conversation about wondering what it's like to be a guy, you could find out, etc. It takes a lot of concentration so she goes back to all female for the moment. Erik says he wants to feel them both and Charles says, "you will, you absolutely will."
Then Charles shifts to hold Raven while Erik fucks her, but still holds Erik -- one is a projection, brief game of which is which. After Erik fucks Raven Charles fucks him while she holds him, [she moans 'I don't think I can MOVE' but gets up to sit against the headboard] becoming just one Charles very smoothly (with a little showoffy pride at how good he is) and transmits so much of the feeling to Raven that she gasps, "I feel like I'm both of you" and comes again.
[That segues into an Erik sandwich], and everyone collapses happily. Raven kisses Erik's cheek and Charles sends him the image of the kissable hollow below his cheekbone. Erik asks Charles 'will I remember this in the morning' and Charles glares sleepily at him. Erik cuddles them both to him and falls asleep smiling.]
[At one point Raven is wavering as to who she should be and/or is pink under Charles's hand, and Charles looks at her through Erik's eyes and tells her to be herself. They kiss over Erik's shoulder.
At end/pillowtalk; Raven says she didn't know Erik was so cuddly. Erik says next time she should fuck him, and Charles says they don't have to train all the time, Erik thinks yes they should and says 'who said it was training'?
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> Ok so I kept thinking this through the entire movie... Raven wants
> Charles, Charles wants Erik, and Erik well... he totally would not mind
> having both. Cue him working on seducing both perhaps? This anon will
> love you forever if you fill this.
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Subject: Re: Erik/Raven/Charles
I love how you think, anon! *contemplates*
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> It's meant to be Charles in the middle haha ;__; My drawing skills are
> really poor.
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Don't beat yourself up! I took the man in the middle as Erik because he
looks like the tallest, but I like the thought of Charles in the middle
too. :) Besides, you gave me a plotbunny. *grins at you* And your art is
extremely charming.
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> I actually squick slightly over Charles/Raven too -- for me it's the
> power differential. She's his little orphan adopted sister; he gives her
> everything and kind of infantilizes her. Which I intend to talk about in
> the threesome, from Erik's POV.
http://cymbalism219.livejournal.com/120843.html
think of Raven turning streaky when she comes
Rating: As it is: Hard R at least As it was intended to be: NC-17
Pairing: Charles/Erik/Raven
Content Advisory: Threesome, gender play, Erik telling Charles off.
Summary: Charles and Raven and Erik seduce each other.
Notes: I intended this for my birthday threesome, but I simply ran out of steam. I got some ways first, though!
Erik's door is slightly ajar.
As soon as he notices he keeps to his pace, walking onwards past three more doors, then turns and returns as silently as he can. It's only open perhaps a half centimeter, but men have died for lesser mistakes. At Erik's own hands, even.
It has been a full and irritating day, with the CIA agents gawking even more obnoxiously than usual, gangly little McCoy babbling about the metalworking assistance he seeks to improve his machine, and Raven and Charles trading glances with identical cat-mouthed smiles. Annoyed almost to incaution, Erik tried after dinner to get time alone with each of them, and failed to advance either campaign; Raven claimed a headache he couldn't see in her bright eyes, Charles feigned weariness, badly, and both shut their doors in his face.
Now after walking the perimeter thrice has failed to calm his racing blood, Erik looks at his door, which he had closed using his power, and wearily considers that there's nothing he truly needs on the other side of it, the many different ways he could open Agent MacTaggert's safe. He could turn around, take Shaw's file again, and leave before Charles can stop him with another maddeningly enticing little speech, instead of spending yet another day watching Raven cloak her unique magnificence in the bland pink and pale of mundane beauty. He could treat this place as just another oasis on his journey of vengeance, shake off the pretty siblings, vanish into the night and aim himself once more towards his goal.
Except that his bed calls him, even if in this moment he'd rather it not be so empty.
Erik reaches out to the metal in his room, from light fixtures to bedsprings, noting its stresses, its positions. Nothing feels changed, no one's sitting on the bed or the chairs, so he pushes the door open.
Charles and Raven stand beside the bed, Charles halfway to sitting back down. He bobbles inelegantly and Raven briefly smirks at him before turning to Erik, her smile widening to shining. Charles collects himself and straightens up beside her, also smiling sweetly, and Erik's mouth goes dry at the pretty picture they make.
Wariness coils in his belly, but even so Erik shuts the door behind himself. Whatever these two have planned they're unlikely to deliberately harm him. "This is a surprise," he says, leaning back against the door.
"A nice surprise?" Raven asks, tipping her chin up with self-conscious brashness.
Charles glances at her, then back to Erik, his pupils wide inside thin rings of blue, and the thought flickers in Erik's mind that he'd like to see Raven's true eyes beside Charles', the turquoise and the gold together. "We were thinking," Charles begins, then squares his shoulders and starts over. "I had the impression you were pursuing Raven, until she informed me you were pursuing me."
Erik has had long practice in keeping shock from marring his expression. He nods, humming neutrally.
"So here we are," Raven says, bright and open. "Both of us, if you like."
Erik cannot possibly have heard that correctly. He blinks, but manages to keep the set of his jaw impassive. Charles gives Raven another glance, impatient this time, and sounds every inch the stuffy professor when he clears his throat and clarifies, "What Raven means is that if you've been chasing us, you've caught us, and you can have us together, tonight."
Raven rolls her eyes. "That's what I said," she hisses at Charles, and a laugh vibrates in Erik's chest.
He pushes away from the door to step up to them, both looking up at him expectantly, and when he raises slow, careful hands to cup their chins, they smile simultaneously at him, they push as one into his touch. "Do you do this often?"
As she curves her hand over Erik's, Raven glances at Charles again. As he wraps his arm around Erik's waist, Charles returns her gaze. "On occasion," he answers slowly, turning his bright-sky eyes back to Erik. "It can be ... a lot of fun."
"I see," Erik says, and feels his face pull into a smile. "This is quite an intriguing offer, but may I make one request?" Charles's hand is warm and real, low on his back, Raven's cheek is peachy and false nestled into his palm.
"Anything," Raven answers, perhaps already guessing his thought.
Or so Erik thinks, until he says, "I would like the real Raven," and watches both their smiles fade to different sorts of shock. Raven's eyes gleam, flashing gold, a smile crimping the corners of her mouth, but Charles looks if anything slightly outraged, a line crinkling between his eyebrows.
Charles should really know better. Erik pulls away from him to curve both hands around Raven's face, sliding one into her silky blonde hair. "I want the true you," he tells her again, gentling his tone, stroking the shell of her ear.
As she nods, her eyes fluttering shut, Erik hears Charles's voice say, Really? inside his head. You don't need to --
Shut UP, Erik thinks, knowing Charles will hear him. Be quiet and watch. Charles obeys, settling down to a breathing presence behind Erik's eyes as Raven exhales and her skin ripples beneath Erik's hands, the flesh flowing into its true forms, blossoming blue. Charles's eyes widen at the edge of Erik's sight as Raven's hair transforms around his fingers, pulling itself from yellow floss into wiry strands the color of blood. She opens her eyes again and they shine blinding gold, and Erik barely has time to murmur, "Exquisite," before he must kiss her, feeling the resilience of her true skin under his mouth, its true textures under his hands.
Then Erik lets up and looks at Charles, whose eyes shine with astonishment. "You look beautiful," Charles tells Raven, and her smile tilts a little.
"Thanks," she answers roughly as she plants a hand on his chest and shoves him backwards. "Sit down and take off five or six layers of those old man clothes, all right? We're doing this."
Charles huffs but obeys, holding his place in Erik's mind, letting Erik sense his fascination as he watches them kiss again, as Erik fits his mouth to hers, as her strong slender hands tug out his turtleneck and slide beneath it, warm and firm on his skin. Erik gathers her close, running his fingers down the living textures of her back, and she sighs into a moan and opens to him like the bluest flower, the fairest sky.
Beside them Charles is amused, and astonished, and deeply aroused, thinking at Erik about how his shaking fingers are stumbling over his buttons, until Erik nearly laughs. He pulls back from Raven, whose eyes flutter open as she smiles radiantly at him, and answers her smile with his before he reaches to Charles, extending a hand to unfasten every metal latch and buckle on him. "I had no idea you two were this kinky," Erik tells them, grinning as he watches Charles's watch fall unheeded off his wrist. Charles blinks and grabs for his watch, his shirt falling open and pants sagging unzipped, and Raven's titter presses her that much closer to Erik's side. "That you were quite this much of an exhibitionist, or Charles such a voyeur."
Raven shakes her head, spreading her fingers over Erik's ribs. "Oh, Charles is the showoff," she says, underscored by Charles's surprisingly feral growl as he kicks away his pants and grips Erik's shoulders; Erik turns towards him, right into a hard kiss full of baritone rumbles and sharp teeth, and Raven sighs appreciatively and curls her tongue softly along his jaw as Charles bites his lip and shoves forward. Erik opens to him, to a thrust of tongue and a tumble of frustrated thoughts, maddeningly handsome, so gorgeous with Raven, why aren't you naked yet?
Erik has to give in and laugh into Charles's mouth as Charles grips his turtleneck and hauls it upwards, shutting his lips on his merriment as Charles drags it up over his head. Giggling, Raven disentangles herself and Erik watches her pull her dress off, the only garment she was actually wearing, her smile flashing brightly as she stands naked before him; to his other side Charles flings down the turtleneck and wrestles off his own undervest, translucent-skinned and solid in boxers and socks, a little ridiculous and entirely delectable. He blushes pinkly, looking down at himself as he pushes off his underwear, and Erik spares a glance across the floor at their maltreated clothes.
"Really." Charles asks as he lifts his head, one eyebrow sharply cocked, and as Raven's fingers slide into his waistband and Charles cups his face in both hands and kisses him again, Erik consciously forgets about the clothes. Charles kisses as if trying to climb into Erik, his bold assertiveness just this side of invasive, and Erik holds back from resisting, warmly curious at just how bossy Charles might turn out to be.
Raven kneels as she strips him, pressing her stippled cheek to his thigh, her voice husky when she says, "Save some for me." Her low hum tingles the base of Erik's spine as she wriggles around in front of him, her hands bracketing his hips. "Or, maybe," she adds, and slides her hot mouth onto him just as Charles slides a firm hand behind his head.
Erik gasps, utterly involuntarily, and Charles broadcasts a flare of triumph as he plunges even deeper into the kiss, as Raven hums into him and tightens her suction around him. Her temple is patterned with angled bumps under Erik's fingertips, his shoulder yields resiliently under Erik's fingernails, and when they match rhythms Erik has to yield the tiny moan climbing up his throat.
Charles pulls back with one more rousing nip to Erik's mouth, breathing hard as he grins up at Erik and says aloud, "There's a perfectly good bed right over there."
Raven huffs, and Erik's knees actually quiver; she pulls off with a wet smack and retorts, "You just want some of this," as she shimmies to her feet. Charles tilts his head at her, ostentatiously not denying it as he wraps hands around Erik's shoulder and Raven's wrist and starts backwards towards the bed.
"I have to admit," Erik says as he is led, listening to the tremors already rising in his own voice, "I underestimated you both." Their eyes widen in unison, their [eyebrows arching as they sit on the bed and pull him forward, lapis and ivory hands around his wrists. He says "Together you're formidable." and they grin as Charles pushes him towards Raven and they kiss, wiggling around with Chalres tucked to his back.
Textures of thighs, hairy skin vs sleek scales. Charles's thinner and more muscled than Erik was expecting, soft tummy. Kissing Charles, "go on," touching Raven and seeing how her body works, he licks his hand and then Charles does as he strokes Charles behind him. Raven says, "You like cock, huh?" and discussion.
[Erik says he didn't know they were this kinky, that Raven was an exhibitionist and Charles a voyeur, and Raven says she likes to watch too and Charles also likes to show off, as Charles tugs Erik down and kisses him, as the clothes come off. Undressing and stroking Charles, then both of them undressing Erik, Chrles in front and Raven in back, and into bed and patting him until he rolls over to bracket Raven, sending Charles the mental image of being kissed and stroked while he kisses and strokes Raven. At one point, one arm folded over Charles's across his chest, Erik fingers Raven and then they both lick her musk off his hand. Maybe she says "you like cock, huh?" blushing at her own daring -- it doesn't show but Charles transmits the feel -- and turns her clitoris into a dick. Charles is astonished and Erik thinks Charles should try sucking Raven's dick sometime; Charles thinks 'that wouldn't be appropriate' and Erik laughs in delighted incredulity at Charles's ridiculousness, and kisses Raven.
"Have you fucked anyone with that?" Erik asks. "No," Raven says, and he amends, "not yet." Brief conversation about wondering what it's like to be a guy, you could find out, etc. It takes a lot of concentration so she goes back to all female for the moment. Erik says he wants to feel them both and Charles says, "you will, you absolutely will."
Then Charles shifts to hold Raven while Erik fucks her, but still holds Erik -- one is a projection, brief game of which is which. After Erik fucks Raven Charles fucks him while she holds him, [she moans 'I don't think I can MOVE' but gets up to sit against the headboard] becoming just one Charles very smoothly (with a little showoffy pride at how good he is) and transmits so much of the feeling to Raven that she gasps, "I feel like I'm both of you" and comes again.
[That segues into an Erik sandwich], and everyone collapses happily. Raven kisses Erik's cheek and Charles sends him the image of the kissable hollow below his cheekbone. Erik asks Charles 'will I remember this in the morning' and Charles glares sleepily at him. Erik cuddles them both to him and falls asleep smiling.]
[At one point Raven is wavering as to who she should be and/or is pink under Charles's hand, and Charles looks at her through Erik's eyes and tells her to be herself. They kiss over Erik's shoulder.
At end/pillowtalk; Raven says she didn't know Erik was so cuddly. Erik says next time she should fuck him, and Charles says they don't have to train all the time, Erik thinks yes they should and says 'who said it was training'?
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> Ok so I kept thinking this through the entire movie... Raven wants
> Charles, Charles wants Erik, and Erik well... he totally would not mind
> having both. Cue him working on seducing both perhaps? This anon will
> love you forever if you fill this.
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Subject: Re: Erik/Raven/Charles
I love how you think, anon! *contemplates*
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Subject: Halfbirthday Threesome idea
Raven&Charles tackle Erik
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> It's meant to be Charles in the middle haha ;__; My drawing skills are
> really poor.
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Don't beat yourself up! I took the man in the middle as Erik because he
looks like the tallest, but I like the thought of Charles in the middle
too. :) Besides, you gave me a plotbunny. *grins at you* And your art is
extremely charming.
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Me on Charles/Raven:
> I actually squick slightly over Charles/Raven too -- for me it's the
> power differential. She's his little orphan adopted sister; he gives her
> everything and kind of infantilizes her. Which I intend to talk about in
> the threesome, from Erik's POV.
http://cymbalism219.livejournal.com/120843.html
think of Raven turning streaky when she comes
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Date: 2012-12-27 11:54 pm (UTC)What I also really like about your WIP amnesty is to get a glimpse at your work process Thanks for sharing <3
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