Valentine’s Week Marathon
Day IV - A Night In
Summary: Deciding to stay home instead of accompanying your housemates to a night at the club, Erik finds you in a rather suggestive situation.
Pairing: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) x AFAB!Reader
Word Count: 5,221
Warnings: Minors please do not interact, 18+ content below | Masturbation, exhibition, sex toy, oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v, orgasm control, cumming inside, after care, friends to lovers, vulgar language
Author: Howlett
Author Notes: WHERE MY MAGNETO STANS AT!! AU where Erik and Charles actually care for each other like friends are supposed to and Erik lives in the X mansion, set to be young Erik from the movies :3 This was just to feed my personal delusions and maybe somebody else's idk. Also this is my first time writing smut literally ever so please don’t bully me 💔 but I want feedback :3 thanks ~ Howlett 🌙
It had been a long week to say the least. From the extensive training, to you almost crashing the Blackbird, and having to save a government official just this morning, a long relaxing weekend is just what you need. Your housemates did not think the same, most of them would rather have gone out instead. What they wanted to do was not of your concern, you merely desired to put on some joggers, grab a family sized bag of chips, and have a movie marathon. Which is exactly what you opted to do when asked to join the gang out for some drinks.
While most of the residence went out, Erik on the other hand decided to do something productive. He would much rather spend his next few hours at the local grocery store. You weren’t one to stop him, after all, someone really did need to stock up the fridge. Although it would have been nice to do something involving the two of you, you'd rather stay at home in lounge clothes.
After bidding adieu to your fellow house mates, you make your way into the kitchen. Examining the mansion you bask in the surroundings. The lights that hung from the ceiling, emitted a soft tone that set the mood for the night. The lack of noise was almost uncanny. Entering, you make note of the dirty dishes that Charles left behind and remind yourself to scold him about it later.
Fishing in the cupboard, you try to find a bag that isn’t expired or stale from the lack of proper insulation. Thankfully, hidden in the far back was the flavor of potato chips you were looking for, unopened. Lady luck had been on your side. You decided to shoot Erik a text asking for more chips, informing him of the mess you discovered.
Walking down the long quiet halls, you thought about how alone time in the mansion was rare, especially this late at night. This will be something you definitely won’t be taking for granted. Arriving in your private quarters, you remember the movie Kurt recommended to you the other day. This would be the perfect time to give it a try. Reaching your bed, you make yourself comfortable in your heated weighted blanket. You dimmed your lights to a soft pink and turned on your lavender scented humidifier.
Flicking on the movie, you take a deep breath appreciating the ability to be by yourself. The film wasn’t necessarily boring, the pacing just felt agonizingly slow. While you wanted to wind down this busy week with something less intensive, this movie was just not doing it. Sure the star was rather attractive, but it really wasn’t enough to keep you intrigued.
I can’t believe Kurt said this was the movie of the year.
Feeling like you owe your friend the liberty of watching it, you did just that. No matter how many minutes would pass, the pace would not pick up. The most interesting thing to happen is that the two main characters had a slight argument. Maybe you didn’t understand the movie? A little too artistic for your taste?
Sighing, you glance over to your bedside table, placing the bag of chips on it. A thought popped into your head. You were due for some self care, this week was for sure one of the hardest of the year. Peering over to the table, you glue your eyes to the drawer. Erik wasn’t due back for another hour or so. The roommates in your wing were definitely not coming home till the early hours of the morning. This was the perfect opportunity.
Wiping away the salt that was stuck to your fingers, you pull open the drawer. Just under a half empty container of chocolates was a box that housed your rose toy. Your anticipated hands gently unboxed it. Flashing back to the last time you used it, you checked its battery life. Switching it on, you were satisfied at how alive the device was. You took this time to turn off the TV, thankful you wouldn’t have to suffer any more from that dreadful film.
Moving your hands down the waistband of your pants, you couldn’t help but think of one person. The way he had been teasing you all week, the flirtatious banter the two of you would exchange. Often you wouldn’t think much of it, but lately, its got you worked up. Just pondering about it instantly changed your sour mood from the disappointing film.
Delicately peeling the pants off your ankles, you throw them across the room in an attempt to make them into a hamper. You missed, but you didn’t care. Every second that past, you felt heat rise throughout your body. Eagerly, you flick on the toy to the perfect setting, bringing it in between your legs.
Reflecting over the past week, you remember those few moments in the danger room with Erik. Recently he had been particularly tough on you. Spending more time on you than others, paying special attention to your hand-to-hand combat. Time after time, you found yourself fully submitted to him. Anywhere from an arm in guillotine hold to a rear naked choke, he wasn’t showing any signs of restraint. He wanted to test you as much as he could.
While at the time, it was shameful to have him defeat you over and over again. Looking back, all you could conceive was the way his body would feel against yours. The way his broad veiny hands would move around you. Grazing across your back, thighs, abdomen, resting there just a little too long.
The heat in between you that’s been built up from sweat and yearning. His forceful grip submitting you against him, holding you flush. Feeling his hot strained breath spill across your neck. The teasing words from his low, deep voice, whispered into your ear. The more you thought about him, the closer you could feel your release.
While you found yourself busy, Erik had returned loaded with groceries. The local grocer was close to empty, considering it was a Friday night. So, that made it easy for Erik to move in and out of the store without any crowds or hiccups.
Walking in the mansion, he didn’t expect it to be so quiet. It was almost eerie. He knew all the younglings went out, along with Charles, of course. The thought of being inside a club, body to body, blaring lights and music, with the overwhelming smell of alcohol sent a shiver down his spine.
After packing away all the groceries, he decided to look for you. He knew you opted to stay home, probably to do nothing at all. Clueless and innocently, he makes his way towards your room. The closer he got, the more his concern grew. In the distance he could only hear what to him sounded like groans of pain and strangely, his name.
He could feel his stomach drop and his heart rate increase, he quickened his steps. Without even thinking, he forces your door open to unveil a sight he did not expect.
Before him was you, bottoms off, legs spread, and pussy slick. On impulse you yelped, snapped your legs shut, and threw the toy across the room.
“Oh my- I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-” As he struggled for words, he could not take his eyes off you, frozen in place unable to move.
You're dazed, trying to get under the covers as quickly as possible.
“I thought I locked the door!” You roll over, trying to hide your shameful face in your pillows.
“No, I’m the one that should be sorry. I just thought you were in trouble or in pain.”
As the conversation was going, the toy continued to vibrate off on the floor just over yonder. Being the gentleman he was, Erik took the liberty of turning it off with the flick of his wrist.
Embarrassed, you continue to hide in your silk covered pillows. “Can you at least close the door?”
“Of course.” It took him a moment but eventually he adhered to your request.
Upon hearing the click of the lock, you let out a sigh of relief. Glancing towards the door, you did not expect to see Erik standing in the room with you.
“What are you doing?” A puzzled look fell on your face.
Despite the obvious awkwardness of the situation, the room in the air felt thick. You could feel the heat rise in your cheeks as Erik held an allured expression. His knuckles appeared a pale white as he was gripping the doorknob. Calculating, he thought about what his next words should be.
“I thought I’d give you some company. After all, you were calling my name.” Holding a smirk, he took a step closer, examining your reaction.
The temperature in the room continued to rise as you thought about how the next few minutes would play out. All of the heat throughout your body seemed to zero in on one area in particular, your throbbing cunt.
“Company?” Was all you could manage to say.
He raised his hand and your toy followed suit, making its way in between his determined digits. Curiously, he began to investigate the device.
“Is this how you pleasure yourself? With such ridiculous toys?” He locked his eyes onto you as you sink further into your bed.
Walking closer, he tsked. “You know I could do a much better job than this pathetic toy.”
Reaching the foot of your bed, he placed the device on your mattress. He then removed his jacket blazer, folding it neatly on the bed as he spoke.
“I would love for you to show me how you use this.” Waving his hand once more, the toy raised from the end of the bed to just above your hip line.
“If you’re willing, of course.”
Without a second thought, you agreed. “Y-yes, absolutely.”
Almost a little too giddy, you start to lower the heavy blanket.
“Allow me.” He interrupts, as he gently removes the blanket from around you using his abilities.
The anticipation settled deep into your core as you realized how exposed you would be. You could hear both of your steady breaths pick up in pace as he finally revealed what he wanted to see. The pink light resonated perfectly off your soft skin. Slowly, you pulled your legs open to show him your wet folds. He took a deep breath, attempting to subdue himself.
“Wunderschön.” With another hand movement, the toy magically found its way into your hand.
Nervously, you move it down to below your waist as he turns it on with a small movement of his fingers. You yelp in surprise as he chuckled lightly. Without a second thought, you push the toy against your clit.
Relaxing your body, you focus on the sensation of the toy. The pulling movements and gentle vibration that drove you crazy. It was a bit nerve wrecking to be on display for your friend, whom you’ve always held a fondness for. It was surreal how just a few hours ago you had a normal everyday interaction with him. Now you’re living in a dream, deepening the intimacy between the two of you.
You glance up at Erik, who was engrossed in the actions of the device. Noticing a sight bulge peering from his khakis, it enthralled you knowing you were the culprit for his arousal. Continuing to analyze him, you make note of how attractive he appeared at this very moment. The way his black shirt fit him so snuggly, accentuating his sculpted biceps. The look on his face was one you’ve never seen before. It was filled with a burning lust, a craving even.
“Mein schatz, this was not how I remember you pleasuring yourself earlier.” He spoke softly, just loud enough for you to hear over your moans.
Closing your eyes, you hone in on his voice.
“Say my name.” He demanded sternly, a drastic juxtaposition to his previous statement.
You obeyed.
“Erik~”
Whimpering, your body convulses as you feel your orgasm growing. Your breaths get heavier and less controllable as the air in the room thickens. Throughout your body, you feel a slim coat of sweat arising. Dipping your head into your pillows, you continue to cry out his name. The sensation deep within you widened, you could feel just how close you were.
Looking back up, you lock eyes with Erik. He wasn’t expecting the mutual gaze but it was very welcomed. Attempting to restrain himself, he dug his nails into the palm of his hands as his erection became harder to hide. Your body was quivering and your legs began to shake. Singing his name like a prayer, you continued.
“So close-“ You groan, almost ready to make your release.
Unexpectedly and to your dismay, you felt a strange pull from the toy. It left your hands and was now back on the floor where you once threw it. Immediately you sit up and grow a confused look on your face.
“W-what happened?” You asked, out of breath, nearly throwing your hands up in defeat.
“Now that I know how this toy pleasures you.” He slips his shoes and socks off. “May I take my turn? I want to taste you.” He spoke sternly, enchanted with your cunt.
“Yes please do.” You reply eagerly.
Climbing onto the bed, he lays onto the mattress raising your legs over his shoulder. Resting his hands on your hips, he licks his lips. Without hesitation, he begins to work his tongue in between your folds. He began with a steady, excruciating slow pace. Taking his time to test you, to hear you whimper and ask for more. Delicately licking and sucking, pushing your buttons. Denying you any kind of speed. It felt as if hours had passed with the way he was moving.
“Erik, please!” You beg for him to speed up.
Having the toy ripped away from you was one thing, but this? Borderline torture.
“Be patient my sweet, I just love to see you squirm.”
Denying your requests, he remained working in a sluggish rhythm. Gingering, he drags one hand down your inner thigh. He then meticulously caresses the hole of your cunt. Earning some whimpers, he chuckles as you continue to writhe beneath him. Ever so slowly, he inserts one finger within you. He explores your cavern as he continues to slurp up your juices.
Erik had only imagined what you might taste like. He held a deep attraction towards you since the day you met. While Erik was normally one to always speak his mind, he could never quite understand why he held such restraint around you. Maybe it was the fact that he cared so deeply for you, you being the only person whose opinion mattered to him. One of the only people in his life that cared so deeply for him in return.
He never wanted to ruin it, or act on his emotions. So he rotted in them, stayed up late at night thinking of what could be. Living off fantasies, he never told a soul of what he felt. Of course, he knew that Charles accidentally saw what he was hiding. But the two of them never spoke of it, what could any of them say?
At this very moment, Erik thanked every lucky star that you decided to stay home tonight, and for him to find you in the state he did. He didn’t want to think about any repercussions that might come from tonight. He just wanted to live in this specific point in time.
“Köstlich. I could eat you all day.”
He inserts another finger, stretching you, trying to find that sweet spot. To your delight, he started to pick up the pace. Instinctly, your hands move to his head, almost burying him in your pussy. Tangling your fingers into his brown locks. You let out a moan as he seemingly found the spot he was searching for. He moved his fingers in and out, rubbing the spot as his tongue danced around your bud. His hand moved from your hip to your clothed breast. Rubbing your hard nipple through your dainty shirt.
He stopped for a moment. “Is this better than your toy, sweetheart?”
“Y-yes, so much better.” You reply, forgetting how the device worked on you mere minutes ago.
Starting back up again, he decided to add another finger, earning him a satisfying whine. The sensation was almost overwhelming, feeling him in so many places at once. How you dreamed of this, literally just a few moments ago. Feeling that deep pressure near your pelvic, your body begins to shake. Your moans grow louder, as you push his head deeper into you, suffocating him with your legs. He found a steady rhythm that sent you into overdrive.
“Erik, please, I’m so close!” You wail, wishing he won’t leave you hanging this time.
However, just like before, he pulled away. You were out of breath, your hole felt empty and your clit felt lonely. You already missed his touch, wanting him to go back.
“Why did you stop?!” You practically scream at him, annoyed and frustrated.
“Be patient darling, good things come to those who wait.”
You huff out a heavy sigh as he moves your legs off his broad shoulders.
“It better be worth the wait.” You reply smugly.
Chukling, he retorts. “Trust me, it will be.”
He sits on his knees taking a moment to examine the sight in front of him. You lay there, hair a mess, thrown about on your pillows. Trying to catch your breath, he watches your chest raise and fall. Your legs, slightly opened as he can see your beautiful folds glistening in the pink light. He sure as hell will not forget this moment. Nervous, you felt exposed as he only stared and did not say a word.
“What are you staring at?” You ask abruptly, withdrawing into yourself.
“Only just the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He smiles warmly, climbing on top of you.
Blushing, you couldn’t think of a reply and instead feel a flutter within your chest. You beam back, letting out a giddy giggle.
Resting each of his hands on your sides, his legs sat outside yours holding his weight. Inching his face closer to yours, he stops just before his lips could meet yours. For the first time since you’ve known him, he looked, nervous?
“Something on your mind?” Asking, you caress his face with your hand.
You stare up at him doe-eyed, he had never been this close before. Sure, during training you would be all over each other, but this was different. This was intentional, unlike the consequential circumstances in the danger room. His hands found their way to your face, they cupped your checks as he held a soft expression. You retract your hand.
“Just thinking of doing something I’ve been meaning to do for a while.” Without a second thought, he leans in.
It was soft at first, but you could feel yourself melting into him. You always imagined your first kiss together would have more romantic undertones, but this will do. He was gentle, a stark contrast given the current situation. His lips felt soft, warm, and welcoming. As he pulls you in closer, you stretch your hands across his back, deepening the kiss.
Feeling a buzz on your lips, you felt a hunger for more. Slightly parting your mouth, you snake your tongue against Erik’s. Finding a steady rhythm, Erik found his hand pushing you in from the back of your head. You groan in response, as he tugged at the hem of your shirt.
Ever the gentlemen, he asked. “May I?”
Giving an enthusiastic nod, he pulls the shirt over your torso and off your body, tossing it onto the floor.
Taking a second to observe you, he gives a compliment. “Absoltuey gorgeous.”
He begins to devour your neck, causing strangled sounds to leave your throat. Naturally, you turn your head to the side, allowing him more access. Your hands moved up to squeeze his biceps, urging him to give more. Continuing downward, he leaves a trail of tender kisses that stop at your chest.
His right hand found its way onto your left nub, toying with it, as his mouth worked on the other. On instinct, your hips jolt upwards beneath him, you could feel his erection press against you. Your voice hitches in your throat as you gasp upon the sudden realization of how aroused he is. He began to nip at your peaks, leaving delicate red marks that are sure to last for a few days.
Having a craving for more, you started to drag your exposed pussy against his clothed hard shaft. Switching from one breast to the other, his hips mimic your behavior. Forcing his member against your sensitive cunt. He continued to work on your mounts as you cling onto any sort of friction. Grinding desperately on him, acting like a bitch in heat.
“Erik please, I think I’ve waited long enough!” You whine, tugging at his hair.
“What is it that you need mein schatz?” He asks, as if he did not know the answer.
“You Erik, I need you!” Pleading, you whine into his ear.
Removing himself from you, he begins to undress. Peeling off his shirt, to your delight he reveals a rugged frame. Undoing his belt, you hum at the satisfying sound of the buckle being undone, it elates you. The zip sound that follows from his belt being aggressively ripped out of his pant loops excites you. He undos the button and zipper, you desperately wanted to hurry the process. So, using the bottom half of your legs, you slide down his khakis. You could see his cock desperately clinging to the fabric of his undergarment, begging to be freed.
“Eager are we?” He muses, with a shit eating grin.
You snicker, while he finally removes his last piece of clothing to fully divulge himself to you. Feeling a pit grow in your stomach, you realize you underestimated the size of his member. You didn’t realize your eyes widened as you gasped.
“You flatter me.” He quips. “And don’t worry, we’ll make it fit.”
Finding himself back on top of you, he collides his lips with yours for a car wreck of a kiss. Wrapping your legs around his hips, you try to close any gaps between you. Having his shaft rub on your sex once more. A soft noise left your throat, as you felt yourself liquify underneath him. Running your hands all around him, you were intoxicated as you sucked on each other's swollen lips.
Pulling himself away, he maneuvers your body to fit with his. Moving your legs around him as his arms hold himself up. Grabbing his member, he grunts as he mildly pumps himself a few times. You're enchanted with the sight, watching as his tip slowly drips out his excitement. He then lines himself with your anticipated hole. Before moving any further, he looks at you for reassurance. Without him saying a word you reply.
“Please Erik, want you inside me~”
With your blessing, he somewhat struggles to penetrate your tight pussy. Instantly, you feel a mix between a satisfying stretch and a slight burn. Ever so slowly, he pushes through you until he no longer can. He stills himself for a minute, wanting to process the moment. Wanting to tap into everything he was feeling. How your walls suffocate his throbbing cock, the warmth and sweat emitting from the flesh of your hips, and hearing your breathing stagger.
Slowly, he begins to thrust himself in and out of you. You can tell he was trying to be gentle, worried he would hurt you. To him, you were so precious, he didn’t want to ruin you. However, that is exactly what you wanted him to do.
Shifting your hips up slightly, he picks up the pace. You feel his grip tighten, and hear the soft bang of the headboard against the wall. With this new found position, you feel him reach deeper, you claw into his back, whining into his ear.
He began to kiss your neck as his hand found your clit. Your body leaped upwards towards him, as he traced circles around your bud. Shallow deep moans continuously fall out of your lips while he drills into you. The soft banging of the bed frame turned aggressive, accompanied with the melodious sound of skin slapping. You were eternally grateful that no one was home. For the third time tonight, you felt your body prepare for an orgasm. The pressure building up inside your lower abdomen, as Erik seemed to have finally freed himself of restraint.
“You feel so good, so much better than I imagined.” He moaned, adding to the euphoria you felt.
You thought about what he said. Thinking of how he has thought of this before, and wondering for exactly how long. Pondering on how many times he could have fantasized a scenario just like this. Waves of heat flowed throughout your body, as your legs trembled. He began to hit that special spot, causing your walls to asphyxiate his cock. Nearly growling at the feeling, he practically collapsed into you as he carried on.
“I’m so close!” You cry, hoping he would not deny you of your release again.
Thankfully, he did not stop what he was doing, and instead sped up.
“I want to feel you cum all over my cock.” He groans out.
Sloppily, he shoves himself forwards and backwards, fingers moving wildly in your folds, moaning your name into the curve of your neck.
His words cause your cavern to squeeze around him again, you are nearly breathless from all the noise you are making. Finally, with your body tensing, your back arches as you spill out your sweet juices all over him. White hot pleasure rips through you as you scream out Erik’s name.
He wasn’t far behind, removing his wet hand from your nub, he focuses on holding your hips in place as he clumsily ruts into you. Within a few thrusts, he's already met his release. An electric wave of shock shoots through him as his tip spews out cum, filling you up. Shamelessly, he lets out the most nasty moan you’ve ever heard as he holds you close against him.
Gently, he lowers himself onto you, catching his breath. Laying his head on your chest, he closes his eyes, sinking into you. Then, he was hit with the sudden realization of what he’s done. Quickly throwing himself off of you, he removes his shaft, watching your contents mix into each other as they spill out of your hole.
“I am so sorry I did not mean to do that!” His hands meet the back of his head, worried about the possible outcomes of having just cum inside you.
Letting out a tired laugh, you reassured him. “Don’t worry I’m on the pill.”
Letting out a sigh of relief, he steps off the bed walking towards your bathroom. You relax yourself, closing your eyes, not too concerned with what he was doing. He comes back with a clean rag, to which he then tenderly starts to clean up the mess you both made. Not in any rush, he takes his time. Selfishly, it was really just for him to take in your beauty for as long as he could. Softly dragging the rag around your sensitive cunt, he speaks.
“So, is this why you wanted to stay home? Hoping I would catch you in the act?” Chuckling, he prodded you.
“Absoltuey not!” You reply, coming off harsher than expected. “But, it was a much better outcome than finishing the movie I was watching.”
“Movie?”
“Kurt recommended a movie to me a few days ago, and I thought I would watch it tonight. It was so horrible!” You throw your hands over your face as you remember the disappointing film.
“What movie was it?” He tosses the rag into your hamper, missing, it landed just on top of the pants you threw earlier.
Giving him the name, he winces. “That movie?” He laughs. “That was just a plain awful film, the creators had no idea what they were doing!”
Laying beside you, he waves the blanket over the two of you using his abilities.
“I know! I honestly felt really bad that I did not find any liking towards the movie.”
He wraps his arms around your torso as his legs tangle around yours. Nuzzling his head into your shoulder, you continued on about the atrocious flick.
“What are you going to tell Kurt?” Asking, he looks up at you.
“Nothing. If he ever asks if I watched the movie, I’ll just say I never got around to it.” You shrug.
“That’s lying! Why would you lie to your friend?” He jokes.
“There is nothing wrong with a little white lie.”
“I suppose.”
Flipping yourself to your side, you face Erik head on. He doesn’t say a word as you two stare into each other's eyes. You felt awkward, not because of the current situation, but about the future. What is to be your relationship with Erik going forward? Would this be a one time thing, never to be spoken of again? Would he want to pursue something more? Would he leave your life altogether? Slowly, he saw the worry settle into your features.
“What is it mein schatz?” His hand moves to cup your face, you lean into it.
“Oh nothing. Just wondering what we do now.”
“Well, I was hoping we could just lay here if that’s alright with you.” He replies, unaware of what you truly mean.
“No I mean, what are we going forward? Are we sticking to the whole friends thing?”
Growing a thoughtful look, he took him a moment to respond. “To tell you the truth, ever since the day that you became Charles’ student, I felt something I’ve never felt before. I was so transfixed with you the moment we shook hands and exchanged names. I was so scared.”
“Scared?”
“Scared that you would never see me the way I see you.”
“And how do you see me Erik?”
Sighing, he decided to let it all out. “As someone whom I can see myself forming a life with outside of this mansion. Someone who I deeply care for.” He grabs your hand. “More than any friend in my life. When I think about the future, I think of us, together.”
“Together?”
“Maybe we could try something… such as being more than just, friends.” He proposes, a tingle of nervousness in his voice.
“I think we’ve already tried that.” Commenting, you attempt to lighten up the mood.
Chuckling, he rolls his eyes. “Well, yes. But I was hoping we could carry on as romantic partners.”
He was always so deliberate with his words, having a serious undertone to almost everything he said.
“If you mean dating, I think we could give it a try.” You muse.
“So it’s settled, I shall arrange a proper date for the two of us.”
Giggling, you reply. “I’d like that a lot.”
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