Erik snerks and says, "Thought you preferred tea? We can throw it out if it's really that bad, I just don't want it. I'll be fine. We'll pick up some at the gas station," he says. It's preferable to the stuff they got. Somehow. Sadly.
"I can't wait until we're done driving for today," Erik admits, even though it's early on. He doesn't think this excited buzz will leave his skin for the next ten hours. And every so often he gets a memory of how Charles felt on top of him, how they felt after.
He doesn't know if he'll survive this workday.
He loosens up his collar a bit, and clears his throat pointedly.
"I prefer tea at all other times but in the mornings." Charles is absolutely horrid about getting up from the bed. He would rather sleep until noon. He's also grumpy and easily irritated in the mornings without his coffee. "It's fine. We can pick up better coffee for you at some point along the way." Charles will drink this and it'll be fine.
He stops with the coffee mug on his lips and stares at Erik over it, blue eyes wide and suddenly there's a flush of colour on his cheeks. Good lord. Just pulling his thoughts towards that direction is going to be a turn on for him, isn't it? He can feel his body responding and oh god...
He lowers the cup on his lap and clears his throat as well, looking out from the side window but what flashes through his mind and Erik's as well is an image of them on the front seat of the car, kissing, Charles straddling Erik's lap.
"I... Those feelings are mutual," he says, his voice a bit strained.
"I'd ask if you want me to pull over, but I think we'll never get anything done," he says, trying very hard to stop thinking about Charles in that capacity, except that now he's on the thought, he can't look over at him without superimposing the image of what he looks like, jaw slack in pleasure, skin scalding to touch.
"Why don't we just drive quickly to the next check-in point?" That way, Erik can even give their contacts a call stating they've made it to the next place and they can then spend the rest of the evening to themselves.
With their powers already carving the straightest path for the two of them, they could easily cut through any jams and glide down the highway undetected at a hundred miles an hour. "What do you think?" he asks. "Too much an abuse of power?"
"I agree," Charles says with a shake of his head, laughing at the fact that they're both being such teenagers about it. It gives him more confidence because he's not alone with it.
"God, Erik, I just want to spend the next several days in bed with you," he says with a bright smile as he puts away coffee mug and picks up the food containers again.
"And definitely not. We have these powers, let's use them." There's something intoxicating about that sort of freedom. Between the two of them, they can cut through pretty much anything. "I will suggest that we fly the next time if possible."
If Charles could make time stop for several days so they could do this, Erik wouldn't tell anyone else. He would enjoy this time they've stolen from everyone else to be together in a world that doesn't want them to even exist, let alone be happy.
He looks over at Charles as if he hangs the moon in the sky every night, just for Erik.
But then he returns his eyes to the road. "Alright. Let's hurry, and at least we'll get a little extra time."
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"I can't wait until we're done driving for today," Erik admits, even though it's early on. He doesn't think this excited buzz will leave his skin for the next ten hours. And every so often he gets a memory of how Charles felt on top of him, how they felt after.
He doesn't know if he'll survive this workday.
He loosens up his collar a bit, and clears his throat pointedly.
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He stops with the coffee mug on his lips and stares at Erik over it, blue eyes wide and suddenly there's a flush of colour on his cheeks. Good lord. Just pulling his thoughts towards that direction is going to be a turn on for him, isn't it? He can feel his body responding and oh god...
He lowers the cup on his lap and clears his throat as well, looking out from the side window but what flashes through his mind and Erik's as well is an image of them on the front seat of the car, kissing, Charles straddling Erik's lap.
"I... Those feelings are mutual," he says, his voice a bit strained.
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"Why don't we just drive quickly to the next check-in point?" That way, Erik can even give their contacts a call stating they've made it to the next place and they can then spend the rest of the evening to themselves.
With their powers already carving the straightest path for the two of them, they could easily cut through any jams and glide down the highway undetected at a hundred miles an hour. "What do you think?" he asks. "Too much an abuse of power?"
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"God, Erik, I just want to spend the next several days in bed with you," he says with a bright smile as he puts away coffee mug and picks up the food containers again.
"And definitely not. We have these powers, let's use them." There's something intoxicating about that sort of freedom. Between the two of them, they can cut through pretty much anything. "I will suggest that we fly the next time if possible."
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He looks over at Charles as if he hangs the moon in the sky every night, just for Erik.
But then he returns his eyes to the road. "Alright. Let's hurry, and at least we'll get a little extra time."