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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 28, 2014 2:42:56 GMT
Feeling the tug on her necklace, she moved with it to come to rest and hover over his; and finding his lips claiming her own. Magda kissed him, and lingered in the kiss. Tomorrow would come soon enough, and for the first time in years she feared the sun coming up. For it meant everything might change between them--she had after all only asked for tonight.
Pushing on his chest, Magda moved up so she was sitting over him, and looking down at him. While the years had aged her body slightly, she was grateful that she had managed to still stay in shape because right now, she wanted Erik to find her beautiful as he once did. There was some extra pounds now, compared to her younger self, but not enough that she wasn't confidant in her appearance. The only things marring her skin was a few scars from minor things in life, and the tattoo of her daughter's name that covered the numbers that were forced upon her as a child.
Lifting his hands to her hips she looked down at him, taking in the sight of how well Erik had stayed too. Lifting one of his hands so she could look at it, Magda slowly moved her eyes from it to his face, a small smirk growing there. "Hmmmm," They both knew that anything she read there was a mixture of a bluff or con and picking up on details. Still it was a game she wanted to play.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 28, 2014 3:15:45 GMT
She shifted so that she was sitting on him, allowing him to look at her properly, his eyes slowly looking over her body. Perfection. Utter perfection. She positioned his hands and took one of them, seemingly inspecting it. He knew that it was something she did to make a few coins, but he was intrigued by the expression she gave him. His hand moved to her lips, not making her let go of her hand on his. His index finger trailed down her lips, parting them for a moment as he just gazed upon her beauty.
He then let his hand fall, allowing her to move it wherever she pleased while his other hand remained on her hips, right where she had left it. "What do you see?" He asked, deciding to play along with this little game of hers. It helped to further distract his mind from everything else while just lying here. For he feared the moment he stopped moving, all logic would return. But she continued to allow him to focus on something else: to focus on her, in a more positive and intimate way.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 28, 2014 3:39:08 GMT
What did she see? When his fingers touched her lips, she opened them, about to pull it into her lips before he lowered it himself. Turning his palm over over again she traced his lifeline, "You have a long time left in this world. . . . " Her fingers trailed up from his palm to touch the pads on his own fingers. "And these hands say you do not work with them in labor--though I imagine your powers keep that need little."
"However they are not soft and weak either." Turning his hand she put it on her ribs, before sliding it lower, "That means you must to something with them to keep them strong." She knew it could well be from him working out, thus keeping his body in as great shape as him mind, but her tease was more because she was moving his hand toward her center.
Moving forward as he did so, she looked around until her eyes met some sliver marble like balls across the room. Tilting her head she moved to whisper in his ear, "Bring them too me." Nodding toward them so he'd understand, she continued, "then stretch them around my wrists."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 28, 2014 5:03:50 GMT
He watched and listened intently, his eyes gazing at her with intense passion as she spoke of what she could read from his hands. It was not so much the words she was saying but rather, her actions that he was fixated on. She guided his hand down her body, his fingers able to skim across her smooth skin, before landing on her center. Simultaneously she moved forward, whispering in her ear, telling him to get something for her. It took him a moment to register her words the thought rather intriguing and filled him with a strong desire to make it so. She was asking him to use his powers. It was an exhilarating feeling, to hear her demand this. So how could he not comply.
He turned his head into her neck, vehemently teasing her skin with his tongue and teeth, uncaring of what marks it may leave behind or if it caused the slightest bit of pain. At the same time, he moved his finger inside of her in one deep and sudden motion, testing the stretch of her by placing in another. Next, came his compliance. Opening his eyes without changing an inch of his position, he looked at the metal marbles and brought them over. Extending the metal, each one formed a metal cuff around her wrist, tight and secure. He then forced her wrists down on the bed, in either side of him so that her back was to the air and she was facing forward, still over him, but he soon planned to change that position.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 29, 2014 2:06:16 GMT
The metal touching her skin was cool, but she knew it could also be mostly that her skin was hot from their time together. He made them form around her wrist, firm and tight but not hurting her. With a slow smile, she felt her hands lift above her, and lock in place s if held by an unseen rope. Pulling on them, they didn't budge.
He was so so strong in this powers, because he had embraced them and never cowards from them were she had with her own. Using her own she turned the lights down lowers to give the room a glow.
That was about all the thinking she had left in her for his fingers found just that moment to find the right combination of pressure, touch and rhythm to cause her to let out a started half gasp and half moment, before her hips pressed into his touch. "Faster," She whispered in his ear, wanting more of his strong touch.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 30, 2014 3:59:36 GMT
He noticed the lights dim in the room and he paused his actions for a moment, realizing that she used his abilities to do this. It added a whole new degree of excitement within him, since he had never seen her use her powers during these times of intimacy. It made him disregard her encouragement and urge to go faster, as he pulled his fingers out of her, not quite letting her reach that peak. Not because he was going to deny her it, but because he needed her as well and what he was doing was not enough for him.
He moved his position from under her, and once he was out, ensured that the metal was still locked on the bed, only now instead of her being over him, her back was facing him as he readjusted his position. He moved behind her, shifting her so that he could get her in the necessary position, his hands moving to her side. Then, without hesitation or warning, he pushed into her from behind, exhaling in strained pleasure at the sensation of entering her this way and hardly giving her a moment to adjust, he kept pushing inside of her, deeper and deeper, starting off slowly before quickening the pace.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 30, 2014 4:12:10 GMT
She had once said that she enjoyed his touch because his fingers were stronger then her own, and tonight only proved it more. Without her hands to be able to help her, she was unable to hold or grasp or encourage him. Which was fine until he stopped touching her--and then moved away from her.
Pulling at her hands, she tired to sit up to see why he'd stopped, but Erik kept them down. Feeling his hands on her hips, made her heart pick up speed at knowing he what he was doing, and knowing she was able to brace or prepare for it. "Shi--ii--ite!" She gasped out when he pressed in. "Erik," Moaning his name, Magda tried to grasp or grab something. Fist in the sheets, biting the blanket. Anything to help her handle the pure onslaught of the powerful sensations he was hitting her with over and over again.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 30, 2014 5:07:40 GMT
Hearing her curse would have made him smile had he not been so preoccupied and consumed with everything she was making him feel, even if he was the one moving inside of her. And with each strong and forceful movement, he let out strained grunts, as the feeling continued to build. His hand skimmed up her back, reaching the back of her head as he gripped it, pressing it, clutching her hair for the mix of the pleasure and ache was too great right now. Knowing he was close, he continued to pick up the pace, squeezing his eyes tightly shut, the clapping of their skin filling the otherwise silent room -- apart from their breathing.
Moving to hit every spot he could from here to maximize both their pleasure, he finally made the last thrust that caused his release and for him to spill inside of her. He kept his eyes closed, letting his head hang as he basked in this ecstasy of emotion that filled every part of his body. He released his hold on her head and side, both his hands resting palm down on the bed on either side of her as he lowered his own head against her bare back, focusing on catching his breath in these moments.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 30, 2014 5:49:39 GMT
His hand skimmed up her back but the touch wasn't soft and gentle, it was hot and demanding as he fisted it in her hair and the sharp but slight pain caused everything to blend and reach up higher. Magda couldn't grip anything, couldn't find her balance as the sensation built up from where they connected and filled her, made her so taught that everything shook and trembled with each trusts.
Then it broke, and everything rushed over her in a warm heated burst. She cried out, a less then quite scream as everything over took her. It was a few moments before Magda could think again, and when she did she felt Erik's head on her back, and they both were trying to breathe. Her hands could move, though were stiff, as she pulled them toward her, still enjoying the metal bands; not worried over the power it gave him.
For she could never remove them unless he did so.
Magda felt the proof of their actions trickling down her leg, and she shivered from the delicious feeling. "I am not--" She paused to catch her breath, "I am not going to say nice this time." A promise, "But that puts everything else in the nice category."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jun 30, 2014 6:06:27 GMT
He could feel the slight tremble in her body as she began to say that she would not describe this as nice. But that it made everything else feel nice in comparison. His lips dragged along her back as his hand skimmed down between her legs to feel the signs of her enjoyment. Knowing that his actions had been what caused it. Just like it had been his actions that had caused her to scream out the height of pleasure. His hand then went up her neck to her chin and cheek, jerking it toward him as he raised his head to hers so that he could kiss her with an aggressive passion to compliment the extremely vigorous activities he had just prompted.
He let the kiss linger for as long as he could brace himself up as before he felt the need to lie down. He turned to his side, lying next to her on his back which caused him to break the kiss. His chest heaved from the intensity of their actions. He turned his head to look at her, taking in the sight of her after their actions as he had been unable to see her during them. Next time, he would be sure to rectify that. "I suppose it was a little better than nice," he said teasingly, mockingly. He raised his hand with her proof to his mouth, just letting them lightly graze his lips. His eyes closed, taking a deep breath as he took in her scent and a bit of how she tasted. "Perhaps more than just a little," he concluded.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jun 30, 2014 6:49:55 GMT
Magda kissed him back as best as she could with his fingers on her and her still short of breath. It was an wonderfully timed kiss, that almost felt like how it used to be. Yet she knew it wasn't. When she managed to open her eyes after the kiss, her eyes moved to him inhaling the scent from his fingers. Her scent. The sight made her felt weak in the knees, so it was well it wasn't standing.
Moving closer to him, she rested her head on his shoulder, while curling into his side, not caring if they were properly in the bed, or that she was still wearing his bands. "No. It wasn't even in the realm of nice." She teased, "Nice is not getting up in the morning, and staying in bed til noon. Nice is fresh cherries with cream. Nice is Sicily." Sicily being one of the cities he followed a lead to that never panned out. They did nothing but make love the whole time, and the city was beautiful. It had always been her favorite--because once he knew the lead was false he had stayed with her the whole day. "That was not nice. That was something else. Pick a new word. A better gadjo word."
Gadjo. Another word she'd not used in a long time.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 1, 2014 5:28:10 GMT
When she moved closer to him, he moved his arm so that it was around her from behind. She continued to speak of how their actions was not even remotely close to nice. It made him give a slight smirk at her change of description. She spoke of what nice entailed, listing off several things that they had done in the past. Lying in bed. Ate cherries with ice cream. Went to Sicily. The thoughts of these things filled his mind. And while he had never forgotten, he had forced himself not to dwell in the memories. Especially with how everything had ended between them. Opening his eyes he turned to look at her.
"Exceptional," he answered when she told him to pick another word. "Magnificent." With a slight emphasis on the first three letters. "Perfection." Yes. It was all those things. Particularly when he was not thinking of everything else. Of the circumstances upon which she came. Of all they had said to each other. Of the discovery of his son. She had asked him for tonight and he was more than willing to give that to her. He didn't want to think of anything that would cause the ruining of the moment. He only wanted to bask in it. Still enjoying the pleasurable aftermath of their actions.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jul 1, 2014 5:52:47 GMT
Turning her head into his chest, Magda inhaled his scent then smiled into his skin. Oh she missed that. The scent of him after they'd spent the day in bed. The slightly salty taste of his skin from the sweat. The sound of his voice when he was stated and pleased with her. Yes! His voice. Perhaps that was what she missed the most--what stayed with her the most.
Even after so many years, it was his voice that she sound still hear perfectly in her mind. Even more so sometimes when Peter acted like his father.
His father. Erik. "I like your words." She told him, turning so her shin rested on him, and she could look into his face, "They are always so fancy." Proper. She liked his proper. Liked messing him up. Be it his clothing, his hats . . . his hats. Turning to look mostly with her eyes, she spied his crown. That never seemed something he wanted. To rule? To be a king? Maybe it was, but Erik had been more about killing the German when she last knew him. "Why do were a crown, Erik?" Maybe it broke the spell, but she wanted to know.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 2, 2014 4:53:38 GMT
She spoke of how she liked his word selection and adjusted her position near him, which he responded to by resting his hand not spread out behind her, causally on her upper thigh. She then asked him why he wore a crown, and he knew what she was referring to. His helmet. One of great necessity. He used his ability to bring forth the helmet so that it was floating above them, within reach of her if she so wished to hold it. "It is not quite a crown," he began to explain. He did not wear it because he was the leader of the Brotherhood. He wore it for far more practical and strategic reasons. Ones that he did not mind telling her of.
"This helmet protects me from any other mutants trying to get inside my head," he began to tell her. "It blocks all non physical abilities." Charles' thought control and mind reading, Lana's empathetic abilities, and so on. "It allows me to be of my own mind and thus, my own actions." Made it was an assortment of metal, created by him. He highly depended on it when out on a mission, for he knew Charles would not be far behind him in attempt to stop him or make him change his mind.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jul 2, 2014 17:42:46 GMT
When he moved it over then, she turned her head to rest her cheek on his shoulder rather then looking at his face, so that she could watch it hoovering there. "It is not quite a crown," He was explaining things to her, and she was grateful. Erik owed her no explanations right now, and Magneto even less; so that he was giving them anyway made her feel things. Things she should not. Reaching for the helmet she took it from the air, and without giving it much thought softly tossed it to the side.
Moving to again looked up at him, she smiled brightly, "Armor." Not a crown. "When I saw you wear it on the telly, I though you were trying to be king. It did not fit the man I once knew. Armor dose." She was pleased with his answer. Moving high up him she kissed his lips. "I am glad I was not wrong." Kissing him again. "Do so many try to harm or control you?"
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 5, 2014 3:30:27 GMT
Armor. Yes. He supposed it could be quite accurately defined as such. They were after all amidst a war. Armor was necessary, especially against those who sought to stop him. She tossed his helmet to the side and he looked at it, moving it to return it to it's original location. He then directed his gaze back to her as she spoke, pausing to kiss him at which he of course returned the embrace, and then finished with a question. "They try and stop me," he answered, pensive at the moment as he thought mostly of one man.
Charles. The helmet had been used initially to stop him and even now, he seemed to be the greatest threat to what would stop Magneto. Though he knew that he would never try to kill him. That, Magneto could rely on the humans to do. "I am far from king nor make any attempt to be one," he told her. Not out of modesty or humility, but because it was the truth. "My objective is not to rule the world. It is for our race to rule it." For mutants to thrive. For them to show dominance rather than allow the humans to mistreat and persecute them. These were the visions he had for mutants and it was this vision that the Brotherhood fought for.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jul 5, 2014 3:45:00 GMT
Magda would have been very displeased had she known that while she kissed him, Erik was thinking of another man. As it was, she only took note that he moved his helmet safely away rather then letting it hit the floor. Clearly she was not distracting him too much. "They try and stop me," That sounded more like things, rather then someone trying to harm him.
Erik was a man of big plans, and Magda knew that some would not like them--even she wasn't fond of most of them, though rather then stand in his way she rather just hide from the brewing war. With her children. Her son. . . . . his son. Just as they could have made another tonight. She was too old to be another single mother, but Magda also knew she'd love a child no matter what, or when.
With things turning too deep, Magda kissed him again, this time letting it linger. "You were always a man of unusual dedication and focus." She told him, commenting on his earlier words. "Even at night." When his attentions turned from hate to pleasing her. "Especially tonight."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 5, 2014 4:06:05 GMT
She kissed him again and this time, he closed his eyes, fully reacting to the kiss as his thumb gently caressed her shoulder. Pulling away, she told him that he was a man of unusual dedication, referencing night, particularly tonight. He gave a slight smile at her words. "And you were always a woman capable of successfully distracting such a man in the most pleasurable of ways." He had never been able to regret the time he had spent with her. It may have prolonged his finding of Shaw, however it had given him memories that he would forever cherish.
Even if he could not make this admittance to anyone. In fact, there was no one he had even told of Magda. He had believed her to be forever part of her past, and yet here she was, in his present and unsure of what that meant for their future. His thoughts were getting dangerously close to returning to rationality and the reason for her being here -- not physically with him, but more so, in the Brotherhood HQ. He lowered his head a bit to kiss her again, deepening it and letting it last for some time before pulling away and looking at her. "Even so many years later, you have not lost your touch," he added, for she was still successfully distracting him from all else, and as always, he did not mind.
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Post by Magda Eisenhardt on Jul 5, 2014 4:16:29 GMT
"And you were always a woman capable of successfully distracting such a man in the most pleasurable of ways." That made her smile, though not for long for his took away that. When they were younger she had spent a few wonderful months with him, and up until the end, she had believed it could last forever. He'd made her happy. Their lives were not perfect, but Magda had not cared. Erik Lehnsherr had made her happy. He had not needed his powers to do it. Only his self. His mind and body--and sometimes when she forgot she would believe his heart too.
But she knew now that she never held it. How could he love a human? And that was what she had been to him. A lesser form. "Even so many years later, you have not lost your touch," That eased her thoughts, and made her smile. Made her feel better. "If I am to be honest Erik, you were the only man I cared enough to distract." Everyone else who tried to put her second in their lives had been left behind. She would give no one--no man--the power that Erik had had over her. The power she felt more near the end.
However tonight was not amount remembering the end, but the journey. "No one else ever compared." Her words were a softly pleased whisper, before she kissed him again.
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 5, 2014 4:25:44 GMT
She spoke of how he was the only one she had cared to distract. And that no one else compared to him. The thought was rather satisfying. Filling him with that strong sense of pride. It had been so many years, and he knew that nearly anything was possible during that time. The two of them had changed so much, and yet, not enough to wind up in bed together. It caused a strong realization in him that their relationship hadn't only been about being at the right place at the right time. There was something deeply ingrained in his heart when it came to her. Something that could not be found or achieved with anyone else. She kissed him again, and he softly deepened the kiss, allowing his passion for her be reflected through the embrace.
He slightly moved her so that he was more over her than next to her. She spoke of how no one else compared, and it was a sentiment he could return. Slowly breaking the kiss though not far from her lips, he looked down at her, thinking of all that they had been through, and trying not to let any recent discoveries overshadow this moment. "I know the feeling." Of how no one else compared. And with that, he leaned down to kiss her again. There had been others, yes. But he had not experienced the same emotional connection with them as he had with Magda. For their relationship had started at the camps, and had been a part of him his entire life, even when they were not physically together.
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