5329FIC: Late Night Work Out, (Sabretooth/Magneto slash, post X2)
- Sep 18, 2003Story Title: Late Night Work Out.
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sex.
Pairing: Sabretooth/Magneto (yes, another one;)
Fandom: Movieverse, post X2
Summary: Erik goes to the gym for a late night work out.
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Series/Sequel: This story is totally independent. It has absolutely
nothing to do with my previous Mags/Sabes fics. Maybe there will be
a sequel somewhere in the future, but there's nothing for now,
Feedback: *Very* appreciated. If this pairing squicks you though,
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A/N: Any warnings? Yes, this is about Mags and Sabes getting it on.
Don't like it? Hit the back button, or read it anyway. I
but don't flame me if you chose to ignore the warnings. Also,
is a little rough sex, but no non-con. That wasn't so bad was it?
OK, let's proceed to the fic.
Magneto was feeling terribly out of shape. Now, newly escaped from
that horrible plastic prison where he'd been incarcerated for the
past two years, he decided to do something about it. He couldn't
even walk in stairs anymore without losing his breath, and that was
a bad sign.
Four weeks had passed since his escape, and since young Pyro joined
his team, The Brotherhood of Mutants. His old recruit Sabretooth had
also rejoined, and once again, with four members, The Brotherhood
was complete. Stryker was dead (presumably) and although Erik's
attempt to wipe out mankind through his old friend Charles had
failed, he was content. Except for his bad shape.
Erik wanted to avoid getting a physically frail old man. That was
inevitable, of course, but a good diet and hard exercise could
postpone the ordeal, which had already begun. His younger recruits
would start laughing at him, and Erik could simply not stand the
Their new lair was a hyper-modern compound that contained everything
they would ever need. Of course there was also a gym, where the
others, especially Sabretooth spent much time, and which Magneto had
effectively avoided until now. He had been there once with Pyro, but
he hadn't seriously *done* anything then; in fact he just offered
go with the boy to have the pleasure of watching him in the showers
afterwards. Young John had probably not suspected anything, but at
least Erik got his pleasant view.
Now he would go there for a serious reason. Erik had never really
liked working out, but that didn't matter now. He had to get his
body back in shape.
He decided to go down there in the evening. Probably the gym would
be empty at that time, and that's exactly what he wanted, since
didn't want any of his minions not even Mystique, who he
the most to see how bad his situation was. He dressed in baggy
warm-up clothes, brought a towel, and sneaked down to the gym.
The gym wasn't empty like he'd believed and hoped. Sabretooth
there, lying on his back on a bench and doing presses with heavy
weights. The huge man's swelling muscles rippled with each pump,
his whole body was glistering with sweat. Currently Sabretooth was
He could instantly smell Erik when the other man entered, and sat up
to look at him.
Erik hesitated for a split second. He really, *really* didn't
to "work out" in front of Sabretooth and make a fool out of
but what choice did he have? He had come here, and he couldn't
leave again without an explanation. That would be like confessing
Sabretooth had scared him off. So he entered the gym, and tried to
look like it was something he did every day.
"Good evening " he muttered and nodded shortly at
Sabretooth just grinned in response and set his weights down. Erik
started to wish he had never come here at all.
"Mags!" the big mutant grinned. "You're certainly the
last person I
expected to see here. Why have you come? Are you here for a work
Erik shot him an angry glare. "Yes, of course I am here for a
out," he muttered. "What did you think?"
Sabretooth shrugged. "Just askin'. It's the first time
I've seen you
here. You don't seem to the work out type."
Now Erik even managed to smile, and sat down on the bench next to
Sabretooth's. No, probably Sabretooth was right; he was maybe not
the work out type. And he sure as hell didn't look like one
"No, I suppose I'm not," he admitted and put his towel
away. "But I
thought it's time to change that. It's never too late to
Sabretooth had to suppress laughter. After regarding Mags, he'd
surprised if the old man could manage ten presses with a 20-pound
weight before passing out from exertion. He didn't care to tell
this, though. He wasn't an empath or anything, but he had a
his boss wouldn't appreciate to hear it.
"Well " he said instead. "Since I'm here, I might as
well help you
get started. What would you like to start with?"
"Huh?" Erik blinked dumbly. Sabretooth offered to help him?
almost couldn't believe it. The big brute never cared about
or anything but himself, so why this unexpected friendliness?
"Mags? Would you like me to assist you?" Sabretooth asked
"Yes, sure " Erik murmured finally. "If you'd like
"It will be my pleasure!" Sabretooth grinned proudly.
would you like to start with?"
Erik's eyes wandered about the large gym. Since he wasn't a
down here, he didn't know what the different devices were used
Some looked odd to say the least Erik tried to think of
to say, but all he did was to stare sheepishly at Sabretooth.
"I don't know," he said after a while. "What would
"I'd go slow at first," Sabretooth replied. "You
mustn't exert your
body too much in the beginning, so you won't get hurt. I assume
you're out of shape, are ya, Mags?"
Magneto sighed. "Out of shape" was exactly what he was,
didn't like the sound of that phrase.
"Yes, I am," he said, and tried hard to conceal the
felt. It was really not Sabretooth's business, but since he had
agreed to this in the first place, he assumed some slightly awkward
and personal questions came with the territory.
"Then we'll fix that, but it will take some time,"
stated. "I mean you're old "
"I am not *that* old," Erik remarked dryly.
"How old are ya, then?"
"Only 68," Erik replied with dignity. "But I've heard
from some that
I look ten years younger. But that was not what we were discussing.
I asked what you thought would be best for me?"
"If you'd like, Mags, you could do some presses,"
suggested. "But with smaller weights than mine, of course. I
your body will tell you when it's time to quit."
Erik shrugged. Since he clearly had no knowledge of this place, or
how things worked, he had to trust Sabretooth's judgement.
"Alright," he said. "How do I do?"
"At first, you have to take that sweater off. You'll get warm
sweaty shortly, and besides that big lumpy thing isn't even
practical. So off with it."
Erik complied, even though he was slightly reluctant to take off the
sweater. He was wearing a tank top underneath, that clearly showed
the miserable state of his muscles. Probably the view would give his
henchman a good laugh, if nothing else.
Sabretooth regarded Erik when he pulled off his sweater, and
noticed, of course, that he was ashamed. His skin was very pale, and
his biceps practically non-existent. Oh, man He could sure use
work, Sabretooth thought.
"Well... Okay Lie down on your back there on the bench,"
Erik did what he was told and tried to find a comfortable position.
It was hard. He wondered how people could lie like this, and even do
presses at the same time. To him it seemed impossible. His back was
Sabretooth got up to his feet and walked to stand behind
bench. He placed a few small free-weights on the bar.
"It's alright, I'll be your spotter this time," he
said and easily
lifted the bar with one hand. "Now take this, and do fifteen
to begin with. Can ya do that?"
Erik saw the massive bulk of Sabretooth looming over him, and
extended his arms to accept the bar. He could always "cheat"
using his power of magnetism to control the weights, but probably
Sabretooth would know if he did. So Erik stretched his fingers out,
and prepared to take the weights, both physically and mentally. He
knew he had to manage fifteen presses, otherwise Sabretooth would
never let him forget it.
"How much is it?" he asked with a frown before he did
"25," his minion replied shortly. "Now go!"
Erik sighed, and then he did what Sabretooth wanted and let him
place the bar in his hands. 25 pounds wasn't really that much. It
didn't feel so heavy, at least not yet, but after a few times it
did. Erik was sweating, and could literally feel the lactic acid in
his muscles. He was almost out of breath after 12 presses, and
considered using his powers to take the weight off his arms. It was
really bad, he realized. He needed to do something about this
swiftly, otherwise he'd probably die of an aneurysm or something.
Erik did the remaining three presses before his arms gave way and
started to drop the bar. Sabretooth caught it with a reflex before
Erik could do it with magnetism. Erik gave out a small, involuntary
cry. Sabretooth grinned down at him, and Erik could see his black
cat-like eyes gleam behind his thick eyebrows.
He's mocking me, Erik realized. Of course. Who wouldn't?
Why did I even agree to let him assist me?
"Let go," Erik croaked.
"Yes. Let go," Erik ordered his recruit.
Sabretooth let go of the bar, even though he didn't think Magneto
would be able to take it on now. But instead of catching the bar,
Erik let go of it, and simply let it hover in midair before he
slowly set it back in its place above himself. When he was done he
sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his
hand. A few drops had trickled into his eyes, and made them sting
Erik exhaled deeply and brushed his sweat-slick grey hair back from
his forehead. He was blushing, with humiliation obvious on his face.
He lacked both strength and stamina. If he hadn't had his powers,
would have been pretty helpless.
"Was it hard for you?" Sabretooth asked.
"No, didn't you see how smoothly it went?" Erik snapped
now he felt like crumpling every goddamn device in this gym and
making some kind of useful laboratory of this place. It would serve
him much better.
"That was your first step," Sabretooth said. "Rest a
Erik thought he'd choke. "Continue?" he spurted. "No
thank you. Not
tonight. Right now I just want to shower and then go to bed. No more
working out. I think I've had enough of it."
Sabretooth snorted. "You can't seriously expect that to do
can ya? If ya want muscles like mine, you have to put some more work
behind it, Mags!"
"You said yourself I have to go slow at first. And really, I *do
not* want muscles like yours. What I want is to be able to walk in
stairs without losing my breath."
Sabretooth shrugged. "I don't know why you even came here.
you've done is whining. But if you want to see results, you had
better drop that attitude at once."
"What?!" Erik snapped. "What attitude? What are you
"You gotta have more faith in yourself," Sabretooth said
seriously. "It won't work otherwise. You came here with a
approach. What did ya expect?"
The giant came and sat down next to Erik on the bench. The elder man
felt very small and puny next to the blond's hulking frame.
"You're used to getting what you want. I know that, Maggie,
own body is the one thing you can't command," Sabretooth said
soft voice and then placed his big hand on Erik's thigh.
"I don't even know why I came here. It was a really stupid
see that now," Erik said, furious because Sabretooth was
him. "I didn't ask for your help, and I don't need it
can't even understand why we are having this debate. If you
me now, I have to take a shower. I smell, and so do you."
With that he stood up and threw the big clawed hand off his thigh
and marched out of the gym.
Erik headed straight for the showers. He undressed in the changing-
room, and was halfway in the shower room when he noticed he'd
forgotten his towel in the gym. Damn. He could go get it, of course,
but Sabretooth was probably still there, and Erik didn't want to
there naked. He could dress again, but he didn't want to pull on
those smelly clothes either.
I'll shower anyway, he decided. I can always bring my towel after
I've showered. Then he's probably gone.
So Erik went inside the shower room and stood under a nozzle and let
the water run. He did it without touching the faucet. But the water
nearly had time to hit his body before the door was opened and
another figure entered to take a shower.
It was Sabretooth, of course. Erik opened his eyes and looked in the
direction of the big man. He made no attempts to cover himself up.
He didn't know if Sabretooth had seen him nude before, but even
he hadn't, he probably wouldn't care.
"Hey Mags, you forgot your towel," he said as he entered.
"I left it
in the dressing room."
"Good " Erik muttered and silently followed Sabretooth with
eyes. The other man was naked too, of course. His long, damp hair
hung down his back, and his massive bulk was still glistering with
sweat. He actually looked good.
Erik knew it was common politeness not to stare at other men in a
public shower, but he figured a glance or two couldn't hurt. He
assumed Sabretooth knew he was gay (they hadn't discussed the
subject, but still) so he might as well expect some looks when
chosen to come here at this time.
There were four showers in the room, but for some reason Sabretooth
chose the one next to Erik. Erik silently cursed him. This way Erik
would have to watch him the whole time, and he was afraid the feral
man wouldn't like to be ogled by an old gay.
Sabretooth turned his shower on and let the warm spray hit his bulk.
It felt great. Every now and then he glanced at the elder man's
weedy body next to him, and discovered that Erik was busy checking
him out as well. He had to fight hard not to laugh. Of course he
knew Mags was queer, but he had never believed *he* would ever
attract the old man's eye.
Sabretooth had nothing against being looked at he was used to
by now so he let Mags continue, curious to see how far he would
After a couple of furtive glances, Erik grew bolder. When Sabretooth
stood there, within his reach, he might as well take a closer look.
He didn't get a chance to see too many naked men nowadays, so
might be his only chance in a long time. He almost forgot to shower,
and no longer tried to avert his eyes.
Sabretooth had a good body. Very male. Tall, with broad shoulders
and huge, swelling muscles. He was very hairy too. His whole chest
was covered with crisp blond hair that continued down his abdomen
and thickened again around his sex. Sabretooth's cock, even when
limp, was very big. Erik's eyes widened when he saw it properly
he had to hold back a gasp. He couldn't help thinking how that
member would feel in his hands, or
Now *this* was becoming a problem. His eyes and body liked what he
saw, even though his conscious mind didn't like it at all.
his will his body started to respond. He got an erection and a
familiar yet unwanted throbbing started in his loins.
Erik almost panicked. Sabretooth would see it, and probably smell it
as well. What should he do? Flee the scene? That might be the most
sensible thing to do, but would Sabretooth ever take him seriously
again if he fled?
But Erik didn't get a chance to flee. Before he could do anything
the feral giant lunged at him and pinned him against the wall in a
flash. He wrenched his right arm up behind his back and used his own
size and weight to press the smaller body of the old man against the
Erik didn't get a chance to react at all. Suddenly he just found
himself pinned between the wall and Sabretooth, feeling the larger
man's wet chest hairs and bulging pectorals in his back. He cried
out reflexively. A multitude of thoughts passed through his shocked
What was this? Was he going to be killed? Beaten? Bitten? Mutilated?
Sabretooth was twice his weight and many times stronger. Erik's
powers worked from a distance, and only a fool would engage in hand-
to-hand combat in his case, especially against someone like
Sabretooth could hear and feel the furious pounding of Erik's
It almost sounded like it would jump out through his chest any
second. He couldn't help grinning. This was exactly how he wanted
the presumptuous old prick.
"Ahh " Erik whimpered, still terrified. Sabretooth's
his didn't ease, and until it did, he was going to remain in this
position. He couldn't possibly know what the madman wanted with
but the strange thing was that he hadn't lost his erection yet.
mere thought of it sickened him now. He couldn't be turned on by
this, could he? No, never. He was probably having a purely reflexive
"So, Mags " Sabretooth whispered in the older man's ear.
what you wanted all along, huh?"
"What ?" Let me go, Victor You are hurting me
Ahh !" Erik
stuttered and couldn't help wincing in pure terror when he
felt something hard and heated and very large pressing against the
small of his back. Sabretooth's erection.
Oh, God! Was this monstrous brute going to rape him? Erik really had
a hard time picturing getting raped in a shower room by Sabretooth,
but that was certainly not impossible now. He, the Master of
Magnetism, raped by his brutish henchman, just because he shot him a
glance or two in the shower?
His arm had started to hurt from being in this unnatural position.
If Sabretooth didn't release him soon he would certainly panic
maybe do something foolish.
"Let me go, please " he tried again, hoping that Sabretooth
to his senses.
Sabretooth didn't answer. Instead his reached around Magneto and
gripped the other's erection in his huge hand. Erik gasped
What was he doing?! Oh, this couldn't be happening!
Gently Sabretooth nudged Erik's legs apart with his knee as he
stroked his firm erection. His own hardness was pressing against his
captive's back, and he bent his legs a little, to get more in
"So you're excited? I can smell your pre-come " he
would you like me to do? Fuck you from behind? Would you like that,
Looking never hurt anyone, but Erik had a policy never to sleep with
his team-mates. That was simply not professional, and that's how
preferred to keep his relationships with his minions. But on the
other hand, he had never had a minion he had actually wanted to bed.
Pyro was yummy in a way, but he was just a boy, and Toad, although
he was dead now, still made Erik nauseous sometimes. But
A part of Erik wanted to break that policy now, and simply let the
brute fuck him, but he had still enough brain in him to realize that
would be a very insensible thing to do. He was sure Sabretooth's
engorged member would cause him real physical damage if he wasn't
thoroughly prepared and lubricated. He hadn't seen it in its full
size, but he felt it against his buttocks, and that was more than
Sabretooth was sniffing his wet hair now. The firm grip of his arm
slowly eased and instead he felt the giant's hands on his
and then on his back. His erection was throbbing painfully now, and
he still couldn't fathom that this situation actually aroused
Sabretooth was gentle now, and his caresses, which had seemed so
threatening only a minute ago, felt erotic. Erik's breathing grew
heavy and he rested his warm forehead against the cool, white tiles.
Sabretooth's hands were kneading his buttocks now. A large finger
slid in between his buttocks and brushed his puckered opening. Erik
winced. Sabretooth wasn't going to finger him, right, not with
claws? Didn't he realize that was impossible?
To Erik's relief the finger disappeared. He could still feel
Sabretooth's member though, and hoped he would take care and not
just force his way in, even if Erik agreed to this.
"Let me turn around " Erik breathed, hoping that Sabretooth
"Okay " was the answer, and he actually moved enough to let
Now Erik was able to look into the larger man's face. He put his
palms against his chest, as to attempt pushing him away. Still a
little shaky, Erik started dropping to his knees. Sabretooth's
tangled in his wet hair and his huge erection was poking Erik's
"Open your mouth," the brute growled and his hold of
tightened. Erik didn't like that. In his frenzy, Sabretooth might
very well suffocate him.
"Let go of my hair first," he asked softly. "Then
I'll do it."
Reluctantly Sabretooth did what he was asked and let his arms drop
to his sides. He felt a tentative lick on the tip, that almost drove
him mad and made him slam his whole cock down Magneto's throat.
After a few teasing licks, Erik closed his mouth around the entire
head. He had done this before, many times, and he considered himself
quite good at it too, but there was just no way for him to take the
entire member, and he hoped Sabretooth understood that. Slowly he
began working more and more of the shaft into his mouth, and tried
to find a pace that would not gag him but still create enough
stimulation. None of his previous partners had been near the size of
Sabretooth, so he had to adjust to it.
At least he believed he managed quite well, because the giant was
soon gasping and grunting indiscriminately and thrusting his hips
into Erik's mouth, almost gagging him in the process. But
Sabretooth's hands returned and held him completely still.
Erik looked up at the man he was pleasuring, with a questioning look
on his face. Had he done something wrong?
"I don't wanna come this way," Sabretooth said. "I
wanna get inside
your pretty white ass. Bend over, Mags."
Erik wasn't sure of this. He wasn't usually the submissive
slept with other males. He liked to be on top during lovemaking, and
pound into his partners and look down at their faces as they clamped
down on him and welcomed him inside their bodies.
Getting Sabretooth to bottom was not an option, of course, so if
they were going to do this, he had to be the one. He just hoped
Sabretooth wouldn't try to force him if he decided not to.
Besides, Sabretooth was big. Too big, perhaps. Erik wasn't sure
could take him into his body without being injured.
"Bend over," Sabretooth repeated and made a motion with his
"Wait we don't have to do this here," Erik tried.
"Let us go up to
my room, into a bed, and "
"No, if we leave now, we won't continue," Sabretooth
stated. "Besides I don't wanna wait. I wanna fuck you
Erik knew that it was probably true. If they stopped now, got
dressed and walked upstairs the tension that had built up between
them would be gone, and they would both realize how foolish the
whole thing was, and go separate ways. Sabretooth didn't want
and honestly, Erik didn't want it either.
"Alright," he finally agreed and rose to all fours, as
had instructed him. "You can do it, but you must be *extremely*
careful. Lubricate me and prepare me well. If I hurt, you have to
promise me to stop. Alright?"
"Okay " Sabretooth muttered, and started to look for
use as lubricant. He only had a bottle of shower gel. It would have
The gel was blue. He used his knuckles to prepare Erik instead of
his fingertips, since his claws prevented him from using them. It
worked well though, and Erik moaned with something Victor believed
to be pleasure when he thrust his knuckle into his opening.
Magneto had a very nice ass. Sabretooth almost felt like reaching
forward and tonguing his cleft, but he didn't, since he was
of Erik's response. Anyway, he wanted to get this over with. He
wanted to come badly, and he was going to do it inside Erik. Since
he knew he couldn't get any diseases, a condom was not needed.
Barebacking Mags was safe.
He coated his own length with a thick layer of shower gel before he
was satisfied. He had promised Erik to take care, and he would.
He put his left hand on Erik's hip, and grabbed his own shaft
his right. "Okay Mags, are ya ready?" he asked before he
Erik, who was currently feeling a bit like a dog, nodded. He could
almost not believe this was happening. He was about to get fucked on
the shower room floor by Sabretooth!
"Yes, I'm ready " he said in a hoarse voice, and did his
relax, so that his body would be able to take Sabretooth's huge
member, or at least a part of it. The length was one thing, but the
Shortly he felt the large head of Sabretooth's cock against his
opening, which slowly but relentlessly started to push in. The
lubricant made it easier, but it still wasn't easy. Erik had to
fight back a scream when the bulbous head pushed past his sphincter,
and flexed his muscles reflexively.
"You have to relax," Sabretooth said. "Come on now "
Erik tried to comply. He had not been fucked for nearly 25 years,
and never by someone this huge. Sabretooth slowly pushed deeper and
deeper. To Erik it felt like being fisted, and the feeling was not
the least enjoyable. His erection flagged, and he had to try hard
not to squirm away.
Sabretooth didn't even try getting his entire length in. A good
was enough, and that was more than most people could take.
Erik gritted his teeth when Sabretooth had stopped pushing and now
was still. It hurt, but not as badly as before. It still felt
uncomfortable, though. He wondered what would happen when Sabretooth
He did it very gently. Erik was much smaller than he was, after all,
and he must not be too rough. He wondered if he'd put on enough
lube. Anyway, Mags would let him know if he hadn't. He placed
his hands on Magneto's hips and started thrusting carefully.
Erik rested his head against his hands on the wet floor of the
shower room. What he felt now was only slight discomfort, not pain.
He had to admit his partner was not being rough, which surprised him
a little. Sabretooth usually didn't show any regard to other
people's needs and feelings.
One bump accidentally brushed Erik's prostate. He cried out with
both pleasure and surprise, and felt his erection slowly returning.
Sabretooth noticed this, of course, and reached around him to take
it in his hand.
It was much smaller than his own was. Erik's shaft virtually
disappeared into his large fist. Still Magneto was fairly well-
endowed for someone his size and age, so he had nothing to be
ashamed of there.
Erik gasped when he felt the hand around his erection, and started
to pump it. That, together with the constant stroking of his
prostate was almost enough to send him over the edge. His arms gave
way under him, and he came, spurting his seed over Sabretooth's
and the wet, slippery floor. Since the water was still running, it
quickly washed the semen down the drain.
Sabretooth chuckled as he felt Erik's member soften in his hand.
very much stamina there either, he thought.
Erik's internal muscles flexed and clamped down on his
shaft when he had his orgasm. Sabretooth grunted in pleasure, and
quickened his speed. He was close now, and started riding Magneto
harder. He grabbed the other's slender hips and pumped into his
still narrow channel, not really caring if he hurt Erik or not. He
could hear the old man groan with something he believed was pain,
not pleasure, but since he got no serious reaction, he continued.
He roared out when he finally came, filling Magneto's insides
his seed. He stayed in Erik after he had come and regarded his lithe
body. The old man was on his knees now only due to his support. He
started to wonder if Erik had fainted.
"Erik?" he grunted and slapped Erik's right buttock
lightly. "Are ya
Slowly Erik lifted his heavy head. Yes, he was still here, but he
almost wished he wasn't. Right now it felt like he just wanted to
to sleep there and then.
Sabretooth let his now half-erect cock slip out of Magneto's back
channel. His semen started pouring out as soon as he did it, but the
sphincter around Erik's entrance closed quickly, as it was not
natural state to stay stretched.
Sabretooth got to his feet and offered Erik a hand up. "Come on,
now," he said. "You don't wanna stay here all night, do
Erik pulled his hand over his face and slowly turned his head to
look up at the man who had just fucked him. Sabretooth looked
casual, as usual. Erik wondered if he was going to forget about the
whole thing now when he had gotten what he wanted. Probably, and it
might even be a wise thing to do. Unfortunately, Erik did not work
that way. He couldn't forget things just because he wanted to,
he sure as hell wouldn't forget a thing like this.
"Are ya coming?" Sabretooth repeated, now annoyed. He was
offering Erik his hand, and this time Erik took it. The big man
pulled him to his feet without effort. Erik's legs were still a
shaky, but he believed he would manage to walk. He had a dull ache
in his bottom, but nothing very bad. Maybe it would hurt to sit for
the next few days, although he could deal with that.
"Let's get dressed," Sabretooth said and started walking
the dressing room. Erik followed him. Silently he wiped himself, and
discovered some blood on the towel when he wiped his nether regions.
A little blood, not much. Some minor tearing, perhaps. Erik chose to
ignore it and started getting dressed. When he was finished,
Sabretooth suddenly came up behind him and placed a large hand on
Erik sighed deeply. "Yes?" he said.
"Did I hurt you?" Sabretooth asked seriously.
"No not really I'm a bit sore, but I am going to be
"Good." The large hand travelled up Erik's neck, and
a handful of his soft, damp hair. "You're beautiful,"
said, pulling his hand through Erik's hair.
"Thank you " Erik whispered. Beautiful? The feral giant
was beautiful? Not just "attractive enough to fuck"? It
surprised him. He hadn't believed Sabretooth had an eye for such.
"I'll go now," Sabretooth muttered. "See ya tomorrow,
Mags. If you'd
like to try another work out in the gym "
The large man bent down and whispered in Erik's ear, " you
be there "
Then he went away without casting Erik another look. Erik stayed
until he could make his legs obey him, and then he left too. He went
straight to his bedroom, without talking to anybody. What would he
tell Mystique or Pyro? That he had just slept with Sabretooth?
Safe inside his room, he curled in his bed, trying to find a way to
deal with this situation. He was Erik Lehnsherr, Magneto, the leader
and founder of the Brotherhood of Mutants. What was he going to do
Well he thought after a while. I guess it's not such a big
all. At least the screwing burned some calories.