[ logan feels perfect over top of him, heavy and warm and brimming with an intensity charles knows he'd be able to read if his powers were currently intact. the serum's bound to wear off by morning but right now its powers are still in working order, something he's immensely grateful for, given the circumstances. he'd rather not have to filter through logan's thoughts on top of his own right now.
it's all he can do to just hold onto him, his mouth falling open when logan grinds their hips together. there's a kind of flushed, excited panic that ripples through him at the feel of logan's teeth on his throat and logan's hand shoved between them. he just has this sense that maybe he should say something, like he should warn him that it's been literally years and he's already falling apart at the seams over how much he wants this and how much he wants logan.
but it's hard to find the words and it's easier to hook his leg around the back of logan's and roll his hips up into him, doing what he can to lock their bodies together and hold logan as close as he can keep him - at least as much as he can without working against the hand between his legs and the halting rhythm of the movement they were working toward.
when he hears him say his name, it's all he can do not to whimper. he makes a muffled sort of sound instead, biting the corner of logan's jaw. ]
Whatever you want. Anything. We can - [ well, anything is pretty clear. ]
no subject
it's all he can do to just hold onto him, his mouth falling open when logan grinds their hips together. there's a kind of flushed, excited panic that ripples through him at the feel of logan's teeth on his throat and logan's hand shoved between them. he just has this sense that maybe he should say something, like he should warn him that it's been literally years and he's already falling apart at the seams over how much he wants this and how much he wants logan.
but it's hard to find the words and it's easier to hook his leg around the back of logan's and roll his hips up into him, doing what he can to lock their bodies together and hold logan as close as he can keep him - at least as much as he can without working against the hand between his legs and the halting rhythm of the movement they were working toward.
when he hears him say his name, it's all he can do not to whimper. he makes a muffled sort of sound instead, biting the corner of logan's jaw. ]
Whatever you want. Anything. We can - [ well, anything is pretty clear. ]