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[notsogroovy]

Continued from here.

Run us off to someone, you mean. [But she pulls him closer. She can wait. For now.]

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[begoingbald]

There's a groan out of Erik and he can't help but give a slight chuckle. "Mmm... now that is hot." Though he knows that Charles can't get loose unless he allows him to. So until the telepath made him lose concentration he wasn't going to let him go.

Charles' eyes narrow that much more and he presses on those pleasure receptors that much harder, letting invisible hands run over the both of them.

[notsogroovy]

Raven rakes her nails across Erik's chest, leaving red marks in her wake. Her hips slam down against Erik's. He might not be ready again, but she is. She's pretty sure she knows what Charles is doing, knows what he's like when he gets in these moods, and the idea of coming again and again and again is both terrifying and arousing and she shoots that thought right back at Charles.

[begoingbald]

Erik groans and thrusts up into her, hands gripping her hips tight enough to bruise. The fact that she'd have his marks didn't bother him one bit.

Charles, however, raises a slight brow giving a wicked smirk. He could stop them both but instead he reaches into those pleasure receptors pressing against them enough that it would have the both of them orgasming over and over again. He was going to make the both of them lose concentration.


[ooc: Holy crap. LMAO I didn't realize we were on the 4th page already.]

[notsogroovy]

"Oh god." Her words are a whisper before the pleasure slams into her and she bucks against Erik. The pleasure doesn't stop, but hits her over and over and over again until she's not sure she can take it anymore and it keeps coming. She looks over blindly at where Charles should be. "Please..."