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Worth the Wait

AN: While sick these past few weeks I binged all the X-Men movies. I’m late to the party I know. But I absolutely fell in love with Charles and Erik, and was shocked I couldn’t find many reader fics with them. Let alone poly fics. So I wrote this absolutely self indulgent and slightly pretentious fic to try and quench my thirst. Warning this is absolute filthy garbage, and normally I try to stay kinda gender neutral but when i say self indulgent. I mean it. Also first three way I’ve ever written.

Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader x Erik Lensherr

Warnings: BDSM eliments, pre-established relationship, fem pronouns and pet names, rough sex, poly relationship, mlm, p in v sex, oral sex

Summary: Charles and Erik have their own ways of making up for their absence.

Moments like this were greatly cherished by Charles. Where the sun had long dipped below the horizon and the thoughts around him quieted. Charles flipped the page of the novel, something french Erik had recommended, taking care not to disturb you. The weight of your body pressed into his lap and chest as you slept, soft breaths ghosting across his throat while he reveled in the peace. Times like this he wished would last forever, they wouldn’t, he knew. But they were the simultaneous reward and motivation for the chaos of your lives. Between saving the word and rearing the future faces of mutants, this comfort was often few and far between. Making every second sweeter than the next.

Charles and Erik had been gone to D.C for weeks, peace summits and meetings that would nearly bore you to death. So he hadn’t been surprised after the ‘welcome party’ had let up and he’d finally dropped onto the couch with his book that you had soon crawled into his arms. He wasn’t surprised when you dozed off either. Charles was aware you never slept well alone. He felt guilt at the thought, even if you never complained. Though he couldn’t deny the enjoyment of you soft and dozing against him like a kitten.

Normally, Charles would’ve heard Erik coming from a mile away, but with his body and brain lax. The voices barely a murmur in his mind; he didn't look up until the bedroom door creaked open. Erik smiled, a beautiful and blissful smile. Cheeks a bit flushed from the wine he’d shared with Raven over dinner. A lovely sight to behold. Charles truly felt spoiled in that moment.

Erik took his time removing his blazer and unbuttoning his top, assessing the scene in front of him. Charles lounging, book dangling loosely from his fingers while you snored quietly astride him. A wonderful nightcap, he thought. Charles smirked as it passed though his mind.

“Such an alluring woman in your arms and you just allow her to sleep?” Erik tisked as he deposited himself beside him. Stretching his long legs and rolling his shoulders.

Charles hummed, eyes falling back to the novel. “She was tired.” He did his best to ignore the impure thoughts flowing from Erik like waves, as well as the heat from his love in his lap. It was always a game, Erik plucking at him, nudging him, pushing his control with every weapon in his disposal to undo his control. And Charles played along, even if he knew the end result would always be the same. Nowadays he even prefers it to chess. You, their darling, always the most exciting wildcard. Sometimes you’d follow along, tease him as ruthlessly as Erik. Others you’d be in nearly the same place as him. But most often you were the desperate deciding factor that never failed to undo both of their facades. You never had much patience and it was hard not to give in when you begged so sweetly.

Erik leaned over, his cologne invading Charles’ senses as he plucked the book from his hand. Tossing it onto the coffee table even as Charles huffed. Erik managed to catch him by surprise with a gentle kiss, brief but he felt the tension gather regardless.

“She never minds.” Erik spoke against his lips, seizing the opportunity to pull you into his own lap. Charles rolled his eyes at his antics, hearing your displeased moan as Erik settled you to his liking. Slowly, your eyes fluttered open. Dazed and a bit annoyed at the disruption, only to smile lazily when you saw the cause of it. Erik nuzzled into your sleep flushed neck as you gained your bearings. Nose nudging the, collar, necklace he’d gifted you. A reminder.

“Hi,” Was all you managed. You hadn’t seen much of him when he returned with Charles, allowing Peter and Raven to have their fill of his attention. He always made it up to you.

“Hello, angel.” Lips quirked as he pulled away from your skin. “Charles here was just chastising me for wanting to wake you, but I’ve missed you so much. You don’t mind, do you?”

Lazily you rolled your gaze towards the aforementioned man, his exasperated expression cluing you into the nature of the moment. Lifting your legs into his lap you drew your foot dangerously close to Charles’ fly. “No, never. I’ve missed you too.” Adding a, “Both of you.” As you cheekily pressed down on the growing bulge. Charles’ was always easy to wind up, though you never blamed him. Having the dirtiest of their lovers' fantasies projected into one's mind would drive anyone mad. Though, he could give as good as he got.

“That’s my girl,” Erik laughed before pulling you into a kiss. Quickly becoming heated as his hands slipped under the oversized t-shirt, one you couldn’t remember who you stole it from. It never failed to make you feel absolutely spoiled when you weren’t the victim of the teasing. Either side was wonderful but how could you not enjoy the devoted attention?

You shifted to straddle Erik the moment his lips give yours reprieve. Knowing this would further frustrate your other lover. His tongue and teeth were relentless on your shoulders and neck, pooling heat between your thighs. Feeling a bit mischievous you met Charles’ eyes, rolling your hips and huffing out noises in a more exaggerated manner than necessary. The widening of his pupils and darkening of his expression were more than enough reward for your antics.

“Naughty.” Uttered Erik, returning his gaze to Charles as well. “Since I so rudely interrupted you, why don’t I take our girl to bed and you can finish your book. How does that sound, love?” Holding eye contact with the irritated man even as he spoke to you.

You pulled back to lift your top over your head with a sigh. Charles would most certainly make you pay for this later. “Sounds wonderful. You know how much our dear Charles appreciates his… personal time. Don’t stay up too late Char, I’m sure you’re exhausted from the flight.”

With a wink, Erik lifted you as he stood. Hands gripping your bottom tighter than necessary while you giggled. He answered the sounds with a harsh swat, quickly crossing the room to the bed. A gentle toss had you bouncing on the sheets, playfully wiggling as Erik admired your nearly nude form. Sitting up you crawled towards him, knowing behaving was the best course of action to get what you wanted from him.

“May I please undress you, sir?”

“Such manners tonight. Yes, you may, angel.” He smirked, both of you making a point to keep your attention on eachother. Undressing Erik was as exciting now as it had been the first time. Every button popped sent a rush between your legs. The desperation to feel his skin against yours nearly causing you to just tear the garment apart but you steadied your breath and went on. It was always sweeter when you took your time. The moment he could let the shirt slide from his arms you sent a focused image of what you saw to Charles. Your fingers on Erik’s belt, the forming bulge, his heat flushed skin and the absolute sinful look on his face. You knew Erik would be doing the same, the devious man he is.

Eriks pants were pushed down easily leaving you eye level with your prize. Fingers traced the outline of his cock through his underwear and you kissed across his stomach. He allowed it for a moment, letting out a heavy breath and running his fingers across your scalp. Suddenly his hand clenched and he was once again out of your grasp as he wrenched you away.

“Hm, darling, I’m quite sure I gave you permission to undress me. Not to touch me.” You looked up at him through your lashes, despite his stern tone his expression was amused.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ve just missed you so much-” The necklace around your throat tightened and you were pulled back onto the bed suddenly. The edges were rounded but the force of his abilities were noticeable. His expression of strength never failed to make your sex throb, gripping the sheets while you waited for his next move.

“Always such a desperate whore, no wonder you need the two of us. Now, were you good while we were gone? Did you keep your pretty hands to yourself? Hm, Charles?” Finally you both turned to face the telepath. He was a sight, cheeks pink, brows pinched and thighs spread. You’d suddenly regretted not taking the opportunity to ride them earlier, beginning to become desperate for some contact.

Painfully slowly Charles raised his hand, two fingers meeting his temple as he stared back at you. Giving your best doe eyes you waited for him to deliver your verdict.

Charles inhaled deeply, you knew he’d come across the memories of how close you’d gotten to breaking their rules. The absolutely sinful thoughts you’d had. With a flutter of his eyes and a sigh, he spoke.

“She behaved.”

Erik chuckled, “Learned your lesson last time, didn’t you baby?”

“Uh-huh.” You smiled sweetly as he pulled the rest of his clothing off. Excitement building, knowing soon you would finally get what you needed.

You were aching, the full weight of their gazes had you nearly on edge. Erik took his time climbing onto the bed and between your legs, gently running his fingers from your knees to hips with a look of consideration.

“I think, since you’ve done so well for us, that you deserve a reward. Do you?” Erik twisted words, you knew one slip up and you’d be across his lap. Normally that would be fun but you hadn’t been lying when you said you missed them.

“As long as you believe I do.” You managed, praying truly submissive was what he had in mind.

Erik snorted, leaning to press kisses down your chest and across your breasts. “Right answer, darling, correct.” You arched into him, the wet heat of his tongue heaven against your aching nipples. Attempting to press your thighs together was futile, Erik’s waist preventing any relief. His mouth soon moved down your stomach, irritatingly skipping your center in favor of biting your tender thighs.

“Please, sir. Please! I’ll be good, I promise I will. Please just… I need,” Your rambling cut out abruptly when he ripped your underwear from you and latched onto your clit like a man starved. Suddenly, noise, let alone words, seemed impossible to produce. You merely tossed your head onto the pillows and held on for dear life. You wanted to twist your fingers into his perfectly styled hair, you wanted to hold him to you with your legs but you’d promised to behave and you would. You would do anything to keep this absolutely magnificent man’s lips on your cunt.

A shallow groan caught your attention, dimly aware of your surroundings as Erik absolutely devoured you. Lifting your head slightly you saw Charles. Now gripping himself through his slacks, watching your every move. You imagined the two of you were a sight, especially from his vantage. Almost feeling jealous of his position. But before the thought could fully manifest, Charles pressed his temple again.

The third person view of one of the most powerful mutants between your thighs and yourself arching and writhing against him, cast in your brain. You nearly screamed. A broken moan leaving you instead, Erik’s own groan vibrating on your slit let you know he was privy to the same vision. You watched helplessly as Erik rolled his hips into the bed, wondering if Charles had bested him tonight. Though the notion abandoned you quickly when Erik thrust two fingers into you, tongue fluttering against your clit while simultaneously tightening the metal around your throat.

Being good was nowhere on your radar as your hands shot to Erik, gripping his hair and locking your thighs tight around him. Regardless of your interference he worked you though your high like it was his only purpose.

As spots started to invade your vision he finally let up. The collar dropping loose and mouth moving to press kisses across your pelvis. Dizzy with pleasure but still frantic for more you yanked on Erik, pulling him into a messy kiss. Sucking your own taste off his tongue. You swore you could feel Charles in your mind, feeling what you were, his arousal was palpable. Though, you knew you heard him undo his pants and at last, grip himself.

In an absolutely disorienting motion Erik flipped you onto your stomach, raising your hips. You knew he was done with the games. Your last thought being that as he thrust himself inside you without warning. With no time to adjust he began a brutal pace, teeth nearly rattling as you cried out. Scrambling for purchase, anything to ground you as he slammed harshly from the start to end of your pussy.

“Always so fucking tight, so wet,” Erik was snarling now, lost completely to his own lust. “This is why we keep you, this is your purpose.”

Anything past Erik inside you was null. Nothing mattered, thoughts completely blank, save for the vicious pleasure radiating from between your thighs.

Probably why you didn’t perceive Charles in front of you until he hooked a finger in your collar and harshly commanded your attention. He kneeled on the bed, pretty pink cock in hand. Reflexively you opened your mouth wide, tongue out, to which he moaned. Pressing himself forward with the same need you’d felt this entire time.

“Such a good girl,” Charles’ touch was tender even if his pace was not. Praising you as his length pushed past your gag reflex. Further exacerbated by his unwillingness to loosen his grip on your collar. “Always so good for us.” He muttered. Images of Erik and yourself flashed through your mind, as well as the sloppy kiss shared by the men over you. You surrendered yourself to the sensations and before you knew it you were tightening around Erik.

“That's it, c’mon, make a mess on my cock. Be a good girl and cum.” Erik’s voice combined with the loving look Charles gave you sent you over the edge. Clawing at his pale hips and screaming around him.

The wonderful taste of Charles finding his high followed soon after. Erik took a moment longer, slamming against you before he reached his. The tightening of your collar prefacing him, though you weren’t quite aware anymore. Floating on endorphins.

By the time you truly came to, Charles was tucking you in and curling around you. Muttering to Erik to ‘Hurry up’. The second he realized you were back he smiled.

“Welcome back, love,” You answered him with a smile settling into the warmth of his chest. A gentle as always, yours and Erik’s port in the storm. You could hear the latter puttering about, before he slipped under the covers.

“Mm,” He hummed, nuzzling into your hair and joining the tangle of limbs. “I wasn’t too rough was I?”

Even if he tried to mask his meaning with his playful tone you could hear the concern dripping from his voice.

“You were perfect. I love you.” Your voice was scratchy to even your own ears but both your men just held you tighter.

“I love you.” Was spoken simultaneously.

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