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rllyxavier-blog · 8 years ago

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“I’m sorry to hear that. I licked it, though.”

“Hell no. I am not handing that over. Maybe you shouldn’t have left it unattended.”

#theinfamoustwin

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rllyxavier-blog · 8 years ago

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“Blow you?” Xavier teased, making sure Mason could feel his hot breath against the now damp spot in his underwear. He slid back up so he could face the other male, a playful grin on his face. One might think that it was odd that Xavier was aiming to please Mason instead of demanding to be the one getting all the attention, but Xavier loved sex, in every single way. Whether he was giving or receiving.

And he loved taking control, loved watching a person squirm and tremble and lose themselves. He couldn’t get enough of the breathy moans and swearing and sweating and begging.

Their lips met again and Xavier was amused by how weak Mason had already gotten, just from the promise of more. He had no idea what he was in for, had he? Entirely confident in his own abilities, he deepened the kiss, allowing Mason to take off his underwear. When he pulled away for air, he caught Mason looking down at his body, making him grin.

He hadn’t quite expected the bold move of Mason reaching between them to touch him, drawing a gasp and a soft moan from his lips. Yes, this was good. His grin returned and he was quick to mirror Mason’s action, though his touch was teasing and brief.

“Your wish is my command.” He breathed into Mason’s ear, leaning in to kiss and gently bite the male’s neck. “Though... I wonder now... will you last if I blow you first? Or should we get right to the fucking?” His fingers teasingly ran across Mason’s thigh again. “Or... should I make you come twice?” He briefly ran his fingers across Mason’s dick.

pay-day ➻ m.x.

#ironclxdalibi #{ t: pay day }#nsfw

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Xavier near squarely fit the ideal associate at the firm. Utterly charming in a suit from head to toe, not a hair slick out of place, undeniably persuasive. It wouldn’t be too far off to say Mason had a twinge of jealousy for his powers; it made his job look easy, resolving all the conflict with just mere words. With Xavier’s powers, conflict wouldn’t exist in every crack and hole in his life.

But above all, working for Evelyn, one had to be passionate. And Xavier - caustic Xavier, acerbic with his tone - hardly seemed to have an ounce of passion of him for the favor. Mason wanted to contest him, try and prove him wrong, but it was likely of no use. He simply moved to the corner of the room and began to unbutton his coat, hanging it over a chair neatly like he would at a formal event.

As he turned around, Xavier before him in just his underwear, his breath ghosting over his face and the alcohol sharp on his olfaction. Mason swallowed thickly, nodding. “Yes sir,” he said out of obligation, his voice fading away as Xavier’s fingers trickled down his chest in one languid movement, their eyes meeting. It was almost weird to hear his name, still not used to it, but Mason licked his lips in anticipation of what was before them. His fingers moved to unbutton the pants snug around his thighs, bending his knees to slide them off as his fingers slid into belt loops to guide them down. Pulling them down, Mason grazed over the hardness in his pants, biting back a moan - oh… it’d been too long…

He rose to meet Xavier’s eyes, grinning faintly. “Tell me what to do,” he whispered, pressing his lips against the other’s softly, if only to tease him. When he pulled back, Mason didn’t even think about activating his powers, just drinking in Xavier’s sight. For a moment, he just gazed at the other before he pushed the other against the bed with his lips, moaning softly at press of their skin.

Xavier couldn’t help but grin. Though he could get whatever he wanted with his ability, it just felt so much better to get what he wanted by using nothing but his body. Words were often wasted, anyway. Though he always carefully chose his words, he wished he didn’t have to. Many people were probably jealous of his ability -- to Xav, it was almost a curse. Which was why it felt so amazing when he could achieve things without cheating.

He watched and licked his lips, while Mason undressed. See, the guy had sort of bragged about it, but he did have a very nice ass. Hearing the other male moan, he smirked. He was desperate, wasn’t he? It made him wonder how long it had been since Mason had been with anyone. Well, he definitely had never been with someone like Xavier before.

Before he could say or do anything, Mason had pressed his lips against his, pushing him down onto the bed. Though Xavier didn’t really do the whole kissing thing with anyone but Rory, he allowed it this time, making sure to dominate as he teasingly bit into Mason’s bottom lip, one hand reaching up to tug on the male’s dark hair, the other swiftly grabbing a hold of that great ass. He pushed his body up a little, making sure to rub himself up against Mason as he did so.

Pulling away for a moment, he merely grinned. He didn’t use his words, didn’t use his power. There was no fun in that and even if Mason was having dirty fantasies of being completely defenseless against Xavier’s power, he wasn’t going to let any of that happen. No, he was going to make him beg for whatever his body and mind desired, without Xavier telling him anything.

He rolled the two of them over, almost causing them to fall off of the bed, though it did leave Xavier on top. Exactly where he wanted to be. Once again, his hand ran down Mason’s body, teasing him, letting his fingers stop right at the waistband of his underwear. Then he let his hand run down the other’s hip and thigh, down to his knee, completely avoiding the area where he probably wanted to be touched.

“How about...” He paused, grinning mischievously as she slid down Mason’s body, letting his breath ghost along his tanned skin. “... you tell me...” He moved down even further, his mouth dangerously close to the bulge between the other male’s legs. “... what you need?” He finished, teasingly sticking out his tongue and giving a playful and experimental lick over the fabric, across the shape inside Mason’s underwear.

pay-day ➻ m.x.

#ironclxdalibi #{ t: pay day }#nsfw #//i'm gonna give up on gifs soon

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rllyxavier-blog · 8 years ago

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It was entirely too early. Xavier wasn’t in a very good mood, still nervous about having been so bold with his ability. Helping someone who had been nothing but an asshole, really. Fucking with his mind. If there was anything Mason didn’t deserve, it was Xavier’s help. And yet, here he was, having his.... fourth(?) drink to cope with it being too early to function -- especially given the fact he hadn’t slept yet -- and watching Mason easily unfolding under the influence of the alcohol. This guy was definitely a lightweight, wasn’t he?

He raised an eyebrow at the male’s words, which reminded him -- this damn suit. It was too tight, too formal, too much like home. When he was little, his parents sometimes made him wear suits when they attended fancy parties or simply because they thought he looked ‘handsome’ in them. Now, Xavier made sure to wear baggy clothes, which were comfortable and could survive being washed a lot, because he didn’t have the money to buy any new ones.

“Don’t get used to it,” He muttered, loosening the tie around his neck and unbuttoning the jacket and shirt underneath. “This is one of the reasons I’m not going to join your law firm. That, and I don’t fancy the cops on my ass once they start getting suspicious.” He ran his fingers through his hair, loosing it from the gel that had kept it in place. He’d tried his best to look decent, but there was no need for that any longer. In fact, the less clothes, the better.

Once he had struggled himself out of the suit and was left in just his underwear, he finally looked at the other again. “I hope you realize this was a one-time thing, right? The ‘borrowing’ my ability thing? I’m not getting my ass snatched by the ASH because of you.” He marched over to his bed, where Mason was looking a little too confident, comfortable and clothed. “I’d start demanding shit, but that wouldn’t be fair, so would you kindly remove all your clothes, if you wish to?”

He knelt down onto the bed, slightly hovering over Mason. “Gotta make precautions here, though. Since I couldn’t make sure through text messages.” He leaned closer, making sure Mason could hear him loud and clear. “You will not pull that body snatch bullshit on me again. I’m sorry I have to do this, but since I just risked my ass, I think I’m allowed to at least make sure you won’t fuck me over again.” He grinned and ran a hand down Mason’s chest. “Don’t worry, dear Connor. I’ll take my payments very seriously and in any way possible. We’re going to have a lot of fun.”

pay-day ➻ m.x.

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It was impossible not to watch him drink liquor. They’d just won a case, after all, and though the firm never slept, Connor felt like he could celebrate to a new partnership. Not that Xavier was his slick new partner-in-crime off the shelves and ready to spring into whatever was next - far from it. He’d simply lent him his powers and Mason was in deep gratitude.

Mason’s eyes slid over the branding on the bottle, tracing it to Xavier’s throat and down to his jugular, licking his lips absently. Two shots were on his breath, the buzz settling into him slowly before shooting through his veins all at once. A second ago he was compact on a chair in Xavier’s room, his legs touching like they were sewn together, but now Mason had flopped onto the other’s bed, laying there seductively.

“Gotta say, the suit really suited you today,” he said, chuckling dumbly at his own lame play on words. “And you have a real way with words.” While Mason had a sudden burst of confidence back at the store, he was never quite consistent with himself. But with the alcohol in his system, freeing him from his normally stoic resolve, Mason was easing into it as the seconds passed. “So, would you like to cash it in or mobile deposit?”

#ironclxdalibi #{ t: pay day }

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rllyxavier-blog · 8 years ago

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IM 📨 CONNOR

ARGUS: as if. your loss

ARGUS: okay????

ARGUS: i know. but i thought i'd be one of your greatest hits.

ARGUS: at least an honorable mention

ARGUS: add marshmallows to that list. marshmallows and whipped cream. who says you have to kick them out?

XAVIER: you'll get to refresh my memory

XAVIER: what the fuck are you gonna do with marshmallows? shove them up your ass? where's my dick supposed to go?

XAVIER: I do, because Rory doesn't get to share all my fun

#eclipseofargus #//sorry this took forever #//my xav muse was dead #nsfw

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Lily smirked, looking to him with a softness as she gently patted his arm. “I can feel conflict in you, just calm down,” she smiled. “Magic tongue or not, and even if you are ruggedly handsome, I don’t think I’m the time type of girl to flirt or even do what you have in mind, so rest assure, even if you flirt I won’t let it got anywhere, okay?” She smiled more, gently rubbing his arm just a bit before removing her hand.

“Is that a sexual joke?” She questioned, looking to him as she lead him back out the door they came in, biting her lip as she moved back to the information desk where her stuff was. “If you give it me, I can have it mended by tomorrow,” she smiled weakly, slipping back behind the desk as she took the sign away. Holding her hand out for the shirt. “I promise to treat it with extra special care,” she uttered, though it was a promise she intended to keep. “You though– keep the bandages, don’t bathe or shower with the wrap on, and keep it clean, it’ll get infected if you don’t,” she pointed a finger at him as she used her mom tone. “If I see you back here because you didn’t follow my orders I’ll punish you, and not the good kind.”

“You think I’m handsome?” Xavier grinned, allowing the compliment to stroke his ego. He could allow that much in the presence of an underage girl, right? “You know, telling me that it’s okay, doesn’t make it okay. You’re not old enough to give me consent.” Why was he even saying these things? It was like he had to make sure she knew them herself. Though, after all, she was just a child, wasn’t she? Perhaps she had to be told. Xavier had never really been one to abide the law, but when it came to consent it was a whole different thing. Especially given the fact that with his ability, he didn’t need anyone’s consent.

“Maybe,” He shrugged, while he followed her, a slight skip in his step. “You can? Fuck, that’d be great.” The brunet replied, handing Lily his shirt. “How am I supposed to do anything if I have to remember all those things?” He pouted, using his finger to poke at the bandages. “Uh... What do I clean it with?” He wasn’t really planning to do so, but it couldn’t hurt to ask. Besides, Lily’s tone was slightly intimidating. “Rory is going to have a fit. Of laughter. Great.”

#emphaticallylily

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“Calm down there, Terminator.” She chuckled as he tried to show that little bit of bravado, “If you can punch your way through a brick wall then I’m the Queen of fucking England.” She tapped on his chest lightly. They were always teasing each other, that was just how they were. If anyone asked if she cared about Xavier she would answer with a joke, or deflect the question entirely. But even though he was just as unstable as she was, he was something good in her life that kept her in place. As he playfully touched her she squirmed, her nose scrunching “Uhm, my tits are great, excuse you. All the people here would be lucky to even catch a glimpse of them.“

She nuzzled against his neck, desperately trying to hide her face. He didn’t need to see how being trapped was affecting her, well at least not any more than he already had. It was hard to hide her emotions from him, and she wished she didn’t have to but she was scared that if she let go, let him see all of her that he would run the other way. “A big house sounds nice.” She mumbled against his skin, pressing kisses down his neck. “We should have a bar in this big house, I’ve always wanted to fuck on a bar.” She knew that they probably wouldn’t end up in some lavish place, they were smarter than that, but it was nice to dream anyway.

God, why did she feel so fragile? Even with Xavier’s arms around her she felt like she could fall apart at any moment. It was probably the alcohol, or the fact that she wasn’t used to so many conflicting feelings running through her. She just wanted them to stop. As his fingers brushed against her spine she let out a soft sigh. She lifted her shirt, discarding it to the side. She felt his words on her lips and for a second she considered an honest answer. She did love him, even if she didn’t want to admit it. “That’s gross!” She replied, pulling a disgusted face until his lips pressed against hers again. It felt right. She pressed against him, keeping him pushed against the wall so that she could pretend to keep some control in the situation.

“Fine, fine. Keep underestimating these muscles.” Xavier muttered, poking Rory’s side. He highly doubted he could get himself out of a brick wall, but then again he also doubted Rory would just put him in one and let him die. Or, at least he trusted her to not do such a thing. Maybe that was foolish, maybe he wasn’t as important to Rory as she was to him. He was pretty sure he’d be dead if it wasn’t for her. Reckless as they both were, they kept each other from doing stupid things quite often. Even if she was just on his mind, a reminder he had to get home safely. Of course there were times they wanted to kill each other, but wasn’t that how best friends worked?

“I have a feeling they’re about to get lucky. But I’m still the luckiest, right?” He grinned, the alcohol already doing its job, making him relax as he was pressed against her body. “Fuck on a bar? We should definitely do that some time.” His fingers ran through Rory’s dark hair, pulled her closer. He couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh when she discarded her shirt. “You’re gonna get cold, y‘know?” He mumbled, his lips pulling up into another grin at her exclamation of disgust.

Yes, she definitely loved him. Even though she shouldn’t.

He pulled her closer, made sure she could feel the effect she had on him, though this was practically a daily happening between them. He pulled away from her lips for a moment so he could suck on her neck, instead. He could feel that she was trying to take control and though he would normally fight her for that control, he guessed she needed it right now, so he allowed her to push him against the wall. It wasn’t like he minded much, anyway. “I feel overdressed.” He mumbled against her skin, taking off his own shirt as soon as the last word had left his lips.

“You know, I’d say the people here are lucky they’re going to see the awesomeness that is my dick, but chances are most have already seen it.” He chuckled, before pressing his lips against Rory’s again for another hungry kiss.