Practical Magik

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Magda was tired, but happy. Finishing the dishes she dried and put them away. It had been a busy few months, but they were home. Their home! A home that was away from the world where they could be a family. She hoped he did not come to regret it, but trusted him to tell her if he needed to go back.

She hadn't thought to go back to Poland, but Erik was known in most countries on sight. He was wanted and hunted. She knew that he wasn't the villain they made him to be, but she knew that they would use him as such to push their need to control mutants. It was something that history had done before and before. Perhaps with him stepping out of the light, they would lose that spear head.

Magda walked down the hall, and toward their daughter's room. She paused at the door, watching Erik. Not many could see him like this. To see this side of him. She felt herself fall a little bit more in love with him, seeing him be be the good father she had known he'd be. Smiling, she turned to walk back, giving father and daughter their time together. She began opening and unpacking one of the boxes, and turning the empty house into a real home.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Had someone told him years ago that this would be his life, he would have thought them an utter fool. But, alas, it was. Against all odds, against all threats, they were here. A quaint home. A beautiful family. A life of peace. Erik had never been one who would hide his gifts but he also knew that right now, the cost was too high to reveal them. He knew that there was a chance that sometime in the future, whether it be 5, 10, or even 20 years from now, he would return to being Magneto. But such a thought was so far from his mind. So, undesired. He was happy. Truly happy. And he had no intention of giving that up for anything or anyone.

As he performed the nightly ritual of singing his daughter to sleep, he watched her eyelids grow heavier and heavier until they remained closed. Erik smiled, leaning forward to place a light kiss on her forehead before raising the blanket a little so that she was properly tucked in. He heart had once been broken, the shatters of it filled with hate and anger. But Magda had pieced it back together, bit by bit and now, it was stronger than ever. A wife, a daughter . . . Erik wondered how he had ever survived without knowing what it was to be a husband and father.

Yes. Survival was truly different from living. Watching Nina for a few more moments, he quietly stood up, and even more quietly made his way to the door, whispering goodnight to her in Polish tongue. Leaving the door half open he followed the sound of Magda, most likely working to continue to set up the house they had just recently moved in to. With her back towards him, he approached her, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "I've either come to help you, or distract you. I haven't quiet decided yet," he said teasingly, as he kissed her on the cheek from this position.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Magda felt hands come around her, and her fingers tightened on the object in her hands as she began grinning brightly. "I've either come to help you, or distract you. I haven't quiet decided yet," Laughing she dropped it back into the box, the item forgotten has her hands moved to cover his. Turning her face to his, "Is their a difference?" She teased, knowing that most things he did was distracting to her.

Turning in his arms she wrapped hers around his neck. "I liked hearing you sing to Nina. I knew you'd be a good father. Every day you prove me wrong--your a great father, Erik." She told him before moving to kiss him. Smiling as she broke it, Magda didn't let him go. Everything she'd ever wanted was in this house right now. Erik. A family. A place she felt safe.

"I was just unpacking some of the last boxes." Things she'd collected over the years, and some things they'd collected. Erik wasn't a man who held on to material things, but some things were important enough to hold on too.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik loved the sound of her laughter, just as much as he loved being the one to make her laugh. He playfully thought of her question, before answering with a smile to match. "I guess not," he conceded, rather proud of it: that he could distract her from her task. His hands fell to her waist, slowly wrapping his arms around her from there. The words she spoke filled him with honour; the swell of emotions upon hearing that he was a good father. Something he never thought he would be.

"I never thought I would," he told her, in response to her remark about how she liked to hear him sing. He always thought that the lullabies his mother would once sing to him, would be lost inside of him, never to resurface. "Thank you, for giving me a reason to." For giving them a child. "Only because you're a great mother," he told her in kind. "I have learned a lot from that. From you." He returned her kiss, allowing the gratitude to seep into the embrace, until she pulled away and her next comment brought him back to the reason she was in here to begin with.

"It's looks wonderful," he complimented, his arms still around her but his eyes moving around the room before resting on her face. "Magda, are you happy here, truly?" Here, in Poland. In this rural place. In this home. In this life. With him. He knew how much she had given up, and her happiness, as well as the well being of their daughter, were the most important things to him.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

"I never thought I would," It was fair. They both lost their whole familes when they were so young, and then he'd spent so long drive to kill a man that he'd never really let himself live. She might have wondered about that man, the one who couldn't let his past go--but this one. No, she never doubted this man would be a great father. "Thank you, for giving me a reason to." She smiled up at him, "I have learned a lot from that. From you." Magda kissed him again, because how could she not. She liked knowing that she gave him something good. Just has he gave her.

"It's looks wonderful," Their home! She looked around the room and felt pride in it. "Magda, are you happy here, truly?" Looking back to him she thought about his words more then the question. "Yes," she answered, knowing he meant more then 'here'. "Erik, anywhere you are, I would be happy. Here, America, anywhere. As long as we are building our family, and together." She would be happy here. "Now that I am a mother, returning to Poland makes me feel closer to my mother. To your mother. This is where we are from. I want our daughter to know where she is from too."

But, it made her wonder. "And you?" She turned his question around. "Can you be happy here? Can you be happy with out being Magneto?" His other name. The one he used with most people, but not with her. She knew a few others called him Erik, but Magneto was the man who fought for his people. The man who asked others to do the same. Could he let that go and find peace?

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik could not help but feel relief wash over him upon hearing her answer. While he liked to think he knew her well enough to know that she was happy, asking now that there had been some time that passed . . . just further reassured him. He lightly smiled, though it was a genuine one, when she spoke of Poland and how it made her feel close to both their mothers. Their family roots were here, though Erik knew he never would have returned had it not been with Magda. A place that once held so many painful memories . . . were now being replaced with happy ones.

"We both lost our families here, but now return with a new one." Their family. One that they built and would continue to build memories of. Her next question kept the smile in place, for he had no hesitation in his response. He knew he was happy. Happier than he had ever felt. "I will always be Magneto," he told her truthfully. It was a part of who he was, who he is . . . who he was shaped by. "I am happy here, with you and Nina." A beautiful family that he never thought he would ever have. "You two are the most important people in my life. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else other than here." With them.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

He spoke of them loosing their families and now having one of their own. It was a bitter sweet thought, and she liked that she could help him heal from those horrid, nightmarish memories. As he had helped her heal from her memories of that time. As he had given her purpose.

Yet, he had not really answered her question, in a way, so she pressed on. "Yes, but there is a difference between being Magneto, and . . . . being him. I know protecting them is important to you. Here you've stopped for a while. I worry that . . . That you will be restless, and that you've had to give up on something important--to you and your people." Though she was grateful to be here, and wanted to stay. She wanted to belong to somewhere and raise a family here. She wanted him to be happy here, and she sometimes worried that he would only he half happy here.

"You and our daughter are the most important people in the world to me, too. I want you to be happy, just as much as I want us to be here." She wanted him to know that just because she was human. didn't mean that she would hold him back. His work was important.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Magda had seen him at his peak of being Magneto. She had seen the vengeful side of him when hunting Shaw, and she had seen him when he required a place to hide. He once stood a radicalist, a terrorist . . . but he did not want that life for his family. "By being Magneto, I pulled you and our daughter in a life that you did not choose." Magda chose to be with him, with Erik. But not at the expense of their daughter.

"A dangerous life." For they had nearly been harmed, apprehended due to their association with him. "If no longer being Magneto is what keeps you and Nina safe, I will make that choice a hundred times over." And he had. Mutants had their own choice to make. The Brotherhood would still exist, and it was up to them how they chose to protect others. Besides, there were those like Charles who also offered safe places for their kind.

"You two are most precious to me." They were his family. He had stood helplessly by while his family of blood was killed. He would not make the same mistake twice. "Besides, I know that you do not want that life for Nina. Neither of us do." He knew Magda was aware of some of the risks that came with being his wife . . . but their daughter, she was born into this without a choice. "So I am happy here, truly. Each day comes without regret for leaving another life behind, and starting a new one." Leaving his life of radicalism. His life of truly being Magneto.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

He was right. She didn't want her daughter to be raised around so much hate, and danger. They had had that as childern and they both wanted Nine safe and accepted. Magda touched his face as he spoke the words that made her heart swell with love. Her fingers moved his hair and when he finished she kissed him. He choose her this time, and she loved him even more for it. She knew that he had been fighting for a safer world for their daughter but others could do it for now! He was here to be with her and their daughter--and that meant the world to her.

"Nina is a really lucky girl to have a father like you." She said as she broke the kiss, the need to finish the house forgotten for now. "And I, and a very lucky woman to have you to hold." She kissed him again, smiling up at him. Magda's voice went teasing, as she spoke next, "Though there is a way we could be happier." Her lips found his jaw as her fingers moved down his shoulders and arms, to rest on his hips. A not so subtle hint.

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[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss, savouring it, never to take it for granted. Their path had not been easy, yet against all odds and threats . . . here they were. Together. Happy. "I'm the lucky one," he told her in return, though each kiss and touch of hers distracted him. Her teasing words causing her to smile, very keen to fulfil way way.

"Far be it from me to stand in the way of that happiness," he teased in return. His hands went to her own hips but this time, to lift her a little so that he could wrap her legs around his waist and allow him to carry her out of the room, lightly kicking one of the boxes to the side that lay in his path. He was once so dependent on his powers and he knew that if they were going to live in hiding, he was going to have to wean off that dependency. "Some other things can wait," he told her, referring to unpacking, as he pressed his lips against hers once more, moving towards their bedroom.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Magda smiled as he lifted her up, and carried her out of the room. Her legs wrapping around his hips and her arms linking behind his neck. She wasn't oblivious to the fact that he'd kicked the box away when he could have moved it with his powers. She'd not asked him to give up using them--and never would. These choices he made, he did for Nina and her. And she loved him for it.

Working to distract him, Magda kissed him deeply as he walked. She knew that in the unfamiliar house it could mean they'd bump into something but she also knew he'd not let her get hurt. Nina would be a sleep for a while, and right now she wasn't a mother, she was going to be a wife! Kicking off hr shoes they dropped behind them as he walked. She'd have to work on their clothes once they got into the bed room. So for now, she put both hands on his face, and deepened the kiss.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik heard the quiet thuds of her shoes falling to the floor as he continued to move forward, having to occasionally open his eyes briefly so ensure he didn't collide into anything. He would grow used to this house. Their house. Besides, her kisses drove him further and further, eager to get to their destination.

Pushing the door to their room open, he kicked it shut behind them as he finally made it to the bed, laying her down and moving on top of her so that he did not have to break the contact of their lips. In fact, he deepened it, coaxing her mouth open with his own as he began to kick off his own shoes, one hand going to her cheek while the other skimmed up her sides, feeling her perfect form, though her dress was a barrier between his skin and hers. A barrier that would not last long.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Before becoming a mother, Magda's bedroom had not had a door. She'd liked to have an open place. Yet now she knew the reasons for doors. Her back fell softly on the bed as Erik deepen the kiss now that he didn't have to hold her up. A soft moan vibrated between their lips as she used the sound to encourage him, and plead that he continue.

Her fingers moved to the edges of his shirt and she began tugging it over his head. It forced their kiss to break and she took a deep breath while she could--knowing that he'd just take it from her again. His skin was soft, but the tight muscles under the skin made him firm. She lofted the contrast, and ran her hands over his chest and up his back while her lips went to steal his again. "I'm a very lucky wife," she teased with a smile as her lips nipped at his before deepening the kiss again.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Erik moved his arms to accommodate the action of removing his shirt. He smiled when she spoke of how she was a lucky wife. Truth be told, it was he who was highly fortunate. Not just anyone would be willing to marry and have a family with one of the world's most wanted men.

But, she did. And he was forever grateful for it. His hand on her side skimmed down to her leg, tucking under the fabric of her dress as he caressed the skin of her thigh, breathing heavier into the kiss. His hand on her cheek slid down to her shoulder, sliding behind her to start pulling out the laces of her dress. "Beautiful," he breathed against her, soaking in every touch and every sensation it caused to course within him.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Magda felt his hand lifting up the bottom of her skirt and anticipation built in her chest. Erik had always been able to make her heart speed up with only his touch, and years ago marriage and being together had only made it easier for him to do it to her. It was as if growing closer emotionally had built up the physical reaction to him. His fingers unlaced the back of her dress, and Magda arched her back to give him room to do it.

Lifting her hands she let him slide the loosened dress over her head, leaving her in only her bra and underthings. She knew she wasn't as fit as she used to be before Nina, but what she loved about Erik was that he didn't care. He always made her feel worshiped and cared for. Her hands moved over his hair and down the back of his neck. "You make me feel beautiful," her hands moved down his back once again, before trailing around to his front. There she cupped him through his pants. "And wanted." He made her feel both!

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

Each touch and sound she made only further fuelled his desire for her. And he wasted no time in expressing that. Once the ties were loose enough, he pulled the dress down, gently bending her knees a little so he could slide the article of clothing off, tossing it carelessly to the side. His lips moved to her neck, enjoying the soft skin as he caressed it with kisses, her hand cupping his growing arousal causing him to heavily exhale at the sensation of her touch.

"You are extremely desirable after all," he teased in return between each kiss. "So, incredibly, desirable." His hand close to her leg moved to her underwear, latching a finger into the top of it as he slowly began to pull it down. There had been few times in the past where he would gain a slight advantage, undoing his belt with his powers, and using his mutant abilities to quickly divest them of clothing. But most of the time, he enjoyed the sensation of each touch. The build up. Knowing how long he had been deprived of this, of her for, and wanting to savour every single second when their bodies touched.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Erik's words were always the most powerful part of him, and Magda's heart skipped a beat at them. She knew she was pretty but never saw herself as beautiful until he came. Until Erik begin making her world brighter and pure! The feel of his hands lowering her underthings made her grow wet with need. His hands were a favorite of hers.

Cupping him, Magda ran her fingers over him, moving up toward the button to undo them. "You're holding back," she knew he was. It wasn't everyday he didn't use his magik to help him out. His powers were such a part of him. She wanted him to know he didn't have to. Undoing the button, Magda slid her fingers inside both layers and stroked his skin with her own. Her breathing deepened as she felt his hardness. "I want all of you, Erik, just the perfect way you are!"

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

The fact that she noticed he was holding back, shouldn't surprise him. But still. He knew that if this was the life they were to lead, he had to be mindful of using his powers. They had become second nature to him and the last thing he wanted to do was act upon reflex and in turn, expose himself and thus, endanger his family. But such thoughts did not go that deep as they were in such intimate positions. And especially when he felt her hand touching him, causing him to breath heavily from the ache that intensified from her hand. Trying to regain some breath so that he could actually form words, he spoke in a low voice.

"Are you saying, you don't like it when I touch you?" He knew that was not what she had meant but was teasing the situation. The subject of not using his powers would perhaps be a bigger conversation, but he was not about to sully the mood. With his words he slid his hand between her legs, fingers skimming across the folds of her skin, slick with desire. Waving his hands to remove things as oppose to doing it himself, the playful scenario further teased through his actions and not just words. His lips went to her ear, pressing against them, as his hands slid under the fabric of her bra. "Because I can stop if you want me to," he teased again, his hand massaging her before slipping out, clearly not intending on stopping at all.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Clouds will race in, Rains will pour down

Magda loved that they could play around, and she loved that she knew him well enough to know that he was evading her comment. She'd talk to him about that later, because his current words were the only thing she could focused on right now! "I love it when you touch me!" She whispered, and he touched her then! His stronger fingers in the vee of her legs both eased the growing ache, as well as made her wetter and a deeper ache beginning to grow. Sometimes it felt as if his powers weren't of mental but of touch!

Moaning softly, it turned to a groan as he teased her once more and begin moving his hand away. "Erik!" Her groan turned to a playful (yet needy) laugh as she pulled her hand from his pants and pushed on his shoulders so he stood up on his knees between her legs. Sitting up she bit her lip as she pulled down his trousers down to his knees. "Fine, if you will not use yours, I will use mine." She teased, not meaning a mutant power but the power she had over him, the one he freely gave her just as she gave him the power over her. Her lips found his chest and she began working her way down worshiping his body with her hands and lips as she teased him by not going too far down.

But you will be safe in my arms

Tag: Erik Lehnsherr

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Tag: Magda Eisenhardt
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Peace

WAS NEVER AN OPTION

He loved hearing her say his name in such a way. A sound that he never would take for granted, having been void of it for all those years they were parted. He moved as she directed him, positioning himself on his knees as she pulled down his pants, feeling the relief of that burden of fabric being lifted.

He closed his eyes, taking a slow breath as she kissed his chest, his hand going to the back of her head in encouragement. Yes, she certainly did have a power over him which seemed far greater than any mutation. Her actions thickened his arousal, knowing she was teasing him and even though his need for her grew, he was greatly enjoying this too. The build up. The fact that they were able to take their time. That there were no extreme circumstances around them that required them to steal a few moments with each. They had the rest of their lives.

But, despite being a somewhat patient man, patience would only get him so far in this situation. He swiftly switched positions, moving so that he was on his back and she was on top of him. His hand was still on the back of her head, fingers weaved between her dark locks, as his lips eagerly found hers, kissing her fervently. He lifted one foot up a little to push his trousers all the way down so that he could kick them off, while his free hand moved over her back, unclasping her bra.