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Oxford Style

Title: Oxford Style
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Written for a prompt at 1stclass_kink  meme: Intercrural sex:Pretty much exactly what it says on the tin. Maybe it's something that Charles discovered at uni and introduces to Erik. I would prefer that Erik is the one fucking Charles' thighs.
Warnings: smoking, tiny tiny reference to non-con, intercrural sex
Ooooo how I love writing intercrural sex. I was going to write this fic anyway, and then I saw the prompt on the kink meme and posted it under that, since it fills it.



Erik shoved Charles against the hotel room door, not caring that other guests might appear in the hall and witness their debauchery. As he kissed Charles and pressed a thigh between the other man's leg, Erik heard a moan bubble up from Charles' chest.

“Fuck,” Erik breathed. “Inside. Now.”

Charles fumbled with the key for a second, but with a wave of his hand Erik slid the tumblers into position and turned the lock himself. Once the door swung open, Erik wasted no time pushing Charles through it and slamming it shut.

Shoes were quickly toed off as the men found each other again, fingers threading through hair and teeth pinching lips. Beneath his long fingers Charles gasped as Erik pushed Charles' formal little jacket to the ground. His leather jacket joined it a moment later, before the sounds of belts and zips being undone filled the room.

Get on the bed,” Erik growled. A thrill went through him as he watched Charles so quick to comply, practically tripping over his own trousers as he yanked them off and fell to the bed. Erik dropped his own trousers and was in the middle of shucking his shirt when he joined Charles, throwing two heavy thighs over the smaller man and effectively pinning him to the bed.

Charles was panting beneath him, beautiful cheekbones flushed as red as his glistening lips as he gazed up at Erik. “I have some slick in my bag,” he offered.

Erik raised his eyebrows, but moved off Charles so he could retrieve it. “Do this often?”

Charles' superior eye roll might have been irksome to Erik, if it weren't for the young man bending in two to reach into his bag as he did it. Erik stared unabashedly at the smooth curve of Charles' arse, down the cleft hiding his ultimate goal. Erik shivered before lazily fisting his cock as he watched Charles' muscles move and flex as he searched through his bag.

“They don't get the phrase 'Oxford Style' because we don't participate in the occasional buggering. Ah, here it is!”

Erik frowned and stopped stroking himself as Charles returned to the bed, KY Jelly firmly in hand. He let Charles kiss him once more, but when Charles began to rub the lubricant between his thighs, Erik grabbed his wrist and stopped him. “Wait.” Charles' big, blue eyes stared up at Erik, eyebrows drawn together. Erik ignored his confusion as he examined the lubricant shining on Charles' thighs. Erik had heard of “Oxford style” before – usually when a guard was laughing about how that wasn't what was about to happen to him.

Coming to a decision, Erik removed his hand from Charles wrist and looked into his eyes. “Could you show me what you've done before. You know.” Erik brought his hand up to his head and waggled his fingers.

Charles snorted even as he drew his corresponding hand up to his own temple. “Why? Bit of a voyeur, are we?”

Erik shook his head absently as he braced himself for the images he was about to see. “On the contrary: the thought of seeing all those puerile university boys having their way with you is most unappealing. But I need to know what you've done. For... practical reasons.”

Charles shrugged as he touched two fingers to his temple. “If you insist.”

Erik gasped as a dozen memories flashed through his mind. Charles during his first year at Oxford, being initiated into the community. On his hands and knees, gasping as an upperclassman pushed between his thighs and started rutting. Being an upperclassman himself, laughing at the nervous new recruits with his friends. Rutting between a young man's thighs himself, gripping his back, reaching around to jerk the new student off. A handful of blow jobs; innumerable hand jobs.

Erik shook his head. “Enough.”

Obligingly Charles lowered his hand from his temple, smirking languidly. “So? Practical enough for you? Could we begin this?”

Erik hesitated. When Charles had flashed him a quick image of a bed and his mouth on Erik's bare stomach, Erik had imagined something quite different for the evening ahead of him. Glancing at Charles sitting next to him, naked and willing and oh so eager, Erik knew he would take what he could get. Still...

I had thought you might be interested in doing something less proper.”

Charles frowned. “Oral sex, then? I'd be willing to give it a go, Erik, but honestly I'd rather you take a bath first. I'm not keen on-” Charles cut off abruptly, eyes widening. Erik wasn't sure if he had read his mind or just figured it out, but either way Charles seemed to understand what Erik had really been interested in this evening. “Erik! Only brutes do that!”

Erik felt a flash of irritation for the proper young man next to him. “Right. Sorry to offend your delicate sensibilities.” He made to get up from the bed only to find Charles wrapped around his back, holding him in place.

Wait, wait.” Charles' fingers brushed over Erik's chest, tweaking a nipple here, soothing it with gentle strokes of his fingerpads a moment later. His chin was buried in the crook of Erik's neck, breath brushing hot over Erik's ear. Erik remained stiff beneath Charles, refusing to give into the temptation to lean against that warm, lithe body. He was damned if he was going to sleep with a man who whispered sweet nothings about his brilliant power one second and called him a neanderthal the next.

Wait, Erik. I didn't mean it like that. Listen to me, my friend: please.”

Erik sighed. After a moment he tilted his head into Charles in the slightest acquiescence.

Charles continued. “Now I know why you wanted to see. I've never... not that. Not to someone, and certainly not on the receiving end. I didn't mean to call you a brute for liking it. At Oxford... there were things you did, and things you didn't. What you want was one of the latter. But,” Charles moved: curling himself around Erik's body until he was somehow in Erik's lap, between one blink and the next. Erik peered down at him, still holding himself stiffly. A wicked grin appeared on Charles' face as he rolled his hips softly down against Erik's. “But I'm not in university anymore, am I?”

Erik's eyes widened. Immediately a flush stained Charles' cheeks and he looked away. “Though if I might request we do it the old fashioned way tonight? I'd like some time to warm up to the idea of... your way.”

Now a small smile threatened to tug at the corners of Erik's mouth, so he leaned down and kissed Charles as gently as he knew how. “I can accept those conditions.”

Charles waggled his eyebrows before throwing himself down onto his belly, the mattress bouncing with his movements. “Good!” he said, voice muffled into the pillows. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at Erik, who watched as Charles' eyes darkened with lust. “Because I've spent the last month appreciating your fine form, my friend, and I'd rather not wait another night to experience it for myself.”

Erik's body was already responding to Charles' voice as he crawled across the bed and on top of the eager young man. The lube waggled invitingly over Charles' shoulder, so Erik snatched it up and slicked his erection with it, leaving his right hand wet with slick.

Pushing between Charles' thighs was anticlimactic compared to where Erik could be pushing into. But beneath him, Charles was groaning and whispering encouragements as if this was the best thing he had ever felt, so Erik tried to relax and enjoy the sensation. As it was, Charles was obviously well-versed in this type of sex: keeping his thighs clenched firmly together, giving Erik the tightest possible space to press into. The sensation was close: not quite, but close enough for Erik to feel his arousal grow, to start to lose himself in the sensation of thrusting between Charles' thighs, moving through that slick space as he felt his pleasure grow.

Fascinated, Erik watched himself disappear between Charles' thighs, slowing in his movements to feel every inch of the journey. As he slid in the top of his erection dragged past the cleft of Charles' arse, beneath his perineum, to rub against Charles' balls. He felt Charles shiver with every piece of skin Erik rutted against, giving his body over to each bit of sensation as Erik gave it to him. Charles' thighs twitched and trembled most violently when Erik was fully seated, his body arching back in almost agony as Erik pulled out, chasing his erection backwards. When Erik thrust in again Charles' moaned happily, head lolling forward in pleasure, fingers twisting in the sheets.

As his hips started to move faster, Erik let himself fold forward, lying against Charles' back. Beneath him the young man shivered, reaching a hand back to grab at Erik's flank. Erik grunted at the feeling of those neatly maintained nails digging into him, and he thrust harder. That was good. That felt more like sex: a little roughness, a little edge of plain to sharpen the pleasure. That was what Erik was used to.

Panting into Charles' undulating back, Erik bit down on the salty skin there, reveling in the sharp cry he managed to rip out of Charles with the action. Charles' body was moving quick against him, thighs trembling as they continued to clench tight around Erik. “Close?” Charles asked, head turned to the side.

To his own surprise, Erik realized he was close. Something about the way Charles was falling apart beneath him, his proper university boy persona lost in just a few minutes of attention on Erik's part, was impossibly arousing. With every stroke between Charles' thighs Erik could feel his own passions alight, in a way he hadn't thought possible.

Yes,” Erik breathed. He reached his still-slicked hand beneath Charles' body and began to stroke the young man in time with his thrusts. Charles groaned and practically folded in on Erik's hand, choked-off cry escaping his lips a moment later as Erik twisted his wrist on the upstroke. Erik swore as Charles' thighs loosened in their grip around him, but then another moment later they were tightening again as Charles cried out, seed spilling into Erik's fist. A few more thrusts between sweat- and lubricant-slicked thighs and Erik was coming as well, painting the inside of Charles' thighs pearly white.

Charles was still trembling with the aftershocks as Erik climbed off him and lay down against his side. Reaching for his cigarettes on the bedside table, Erik lit one and offered one to Charles. “Good?”

Charles – who Erik had never seen smoke before – accepted the proffered cigarette with shaking hands. Erik lit it for him, watching with an amused smirk as Charles collapsed onto his back, groaning and rubbing at his thighs as he sucked a long drag from the cigarette with his other hand. When Charles brought the come-covered hand up to his mouth and lapped at it, however, Erik's amusement ceased immediately, and he ended up choking on the smoke from his cigarette.

Charles laughed as he let his hand fall down to his stomach, rubbing lazy circles there as he took another drag on his cigarette. “What do you think of university sex now?”

Erik rolled a shoulder as casually as he could, drawing on his cigarette as he tried to think of an appropriately nonchalant answer. Not that Charles couldn't find out Erik's real opinions if he wanted to, but they both enjoyed pretending that Erik wasn't an utterly open book to Charles – telepathic abilities or no. “An interesting experiment,” Erik finally came up with. Smoke curled between his lips as he turned to grin at Charles. “But I think more interesting will be seeing how you respond to my methods.”

Pressing closer to Erik, Charles rested his hand holding his cigarette casually on Erik's hip. “Really?”

Erik nodded. “Mm. And I have to admit,” Erik maneuvered himself closer to Charles, wrapping his arm around the young man's back and pressing his lips to Charles' ear. “I rather like the idea of being the first to open you up, the first to explore that secret place of yours, the first to make you come apart from the sensation of me inside of you.”

In his arms Charles shivered, sighing softly as Erik spoke.

Flicking his cigarette out, Erik moved his hand to Charles' arse, squeezing it tight. In his arms, Charles gasped. “I have many things I can show you.”

With a hand on Erik's chest, Charles pushed away to meet his eyes. Red lips curled into a smile as he looked up at Erik. “And I'll be honored for you to demonstrate them on me, my friend.”

Continue on to the sequel: New-Fashioned Buggery.



( 47 Dissertations — Dissert )
Jun. 8th, 2011 09:20 pm (UTC)
Jun. 8th, 2011 10:24 pm (UTC)
Hopefully this was the sort of action you were looking for last night ~.^
Jun. 9th, 2011 01:35 am (UTC)
Dude. DUDE.

First off, I'll be in my bunk.

Second, in every fandom I am in, there is one writer that I become obsessed with because their stuff is so fucking good and they are ridiculously prolific, so I'm always satisfied.

You.. seem to be becoming that writer in this fandom... :3
Jun. 9th, 2011 02:01 am (UTC)
Awwww *fans self* I must warn you: I am susceptible to flattery ~.^

Just so glad you're enjoying the deluge of fic that this ridiculously fabulous movie has inspired in me ^.^
Jun. 9th, 2011 02:54 am (UTC)
The only thing that could possible make this less hot-and-perfect would be if there wasn't a follow up.
Jun. 9th, 2011 03:15 am (UTC)
I guarantee you I will get around to writing a pseudo-sequel at some point about Charles' first time getting a REAL buggering, courtesy Erik ~.^

Glad you liked it!
Jun. 9th, 2011 03:11 am (UTC)

That was hot.

And you are really pushing out these stories for this fandom. I really don't know how many of your fics I have read and at this point I really don't care. You really are a fantastic writer.
Jun. 9th, 2011 03:17 am (UTC)
I'd be more prolific if I didn't have other fic obligations! As it is, I have a twice-weekly updating series I do for Torchwood fandom, as well as an LAS competition I'm doing for Torchwood as well (thanks to X-Men, my submission was only an hour before the deadline, this week!)

Glad you're enjoying the fic! I always find myself frustrated when there isn't enough fic for a new or obscure fandom, so I'm trying desperately to fix that for this one ^.^
Jun. 9th, 2011 06:28 am (UTC)

How are you so amazing?
Jun. 9th, 2011 06:48 am (UTC)
Lots of practice ;DDD

My ridiculously inflated ego aside, just glad you enjoyed it! ^.^
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Jun. 9th, 2011 01:50 pm (UTC)
Jun. 9th, 2011 06:08 pm (UTC)
So much fun! :D
Jun. 9th, 2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks ^.^
Jun. 9th, 2011 08:39 pm (UTC)
Intracrural sex is a huge kink of mine and I always thought we don't find enough fics using it. So I was thrilled to see someone had written it for my brand new obsession that is XM:FC in general and Erik/Charles in particular :-)

It was scorching hot and sensual as hell. I'll admit to be really hoping for a sequel when we'lls see them using Erik's methods ;-)
Jun. 9th, 2011 08:41 pm (UTC)
I always make it my business to inject more intercrural sex into whatever fandom I'm in ~.^

Sequel is definitely on the list, it's just 2 or 3 prompts down at the moment. But I'm getting to it!
Jun. 10th, 2011 12:32 am (UTC)
Love it. So sexy. I love intercrural sex. Would also love to read a sequel.
Jun. 10th, 2011 12:36 am (UTC)

As soon as I can wrap up this ridiculously long WiP I'm writing on the kink meme, I'm getting on writing the sequel ~.^
Jun. 10th, 2011 07:46 pm (UTC)
You know, it might be just me but I don't think that intercrual sex is kinky. I like it, and it's relatively safe.

Okay, that's TMI. Regardless, I can't wait to read more from you!
Jun. 10th, 2011 08:04 pm (UTC)
I 75% agree with you there. For centuries it was used as a "safe sex" practice, so yeah. But I suppose since it isn't missionary style intercourse between man and woman, you can call it "kinky". :P
Jun. 10th, 2011 08:13 pm (UTC)
Yeah, seriously, heaven forbid we enjoy anything other than missionary between man and woman. ;P
Jun. 10th, 2011 06:01 pm (UTC)
UNF. You write with such beautiful detail, I love it! <3
Jun. 10th, 2011 06:15 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Glad you liked it!
Jun. 11th, 2011 04:58 am (UTC)

Jun. 11th, 2011 05:09 am (UTC)
Errr... you're welcome? :PPP
Jun. 11th, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC)
This was fantastic! I never even considered that type of sex before, now I wants to read moar of it! Great job!
Jun. 11th, 2011 10:28 pm (UTC)
Hahahaha, well I'm happy to have introduced you to a new style ~.^
Jun. 11th, 2011 10:12 pm (UTC)
Very sweet, and spectacularly hot. Needless to say, a sequel would be a most enjoyable bonus indeed. :D
Thanks a lot for sharing.
Jun. 11th, 2011 10:28 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked! Sequel in the works!
Jun. 12th, 2011 10:43 pm (UTC)
I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY WANNA SEE VIRGINY!CHARLES IN THIS 'VERSE, TAKEN BY ERIK, OHHH! It's so so so so so perfect, look at all the repeating I'm doing, my brain is a'stutterin', broken by the hot and your fantastic take on the boys, you are wonderfulll at them, the best!
Jun. 12th, 2011 10:44 pm (UTC)
I'm in the middle of writing Virginy!Charles RIGHT NOW. Hopefully it'll be up sometime within the next day or so. :DDDDD
Jun. 13th, 2011 02:09 am (UTC)
If this is the sort of thing they get up to at Oxford, I think I might just go get my Master's there. 8D

This was very lovely. ♥
Jun. 13th, 2011 02:59 am (UTC)
According to the Wikipedia entry on intercrural sex, it is. Princeton, too, if you want some options when applying to grad school ~.^

Glad you enjoyed it!
Jun. 13th, 2011 05:08 am (UTC)
Damn. I knew there was a non-academic reason Princeton always appealed to me. Now I have my answer. XD

I certainly did. I'm glad you wrote it.
Jun. 15th, 2011 04:36 pm (UTC)
Let me tell you this...I'm not the best commenter. But I love your X-Men fic and considering this has been sitting in my tabs for more than a few days (mostly because intercrural is my one and only bulletproof kink that's unfortunately often ignored) I thought I'd better say something. Because is is awesome. And hot. And amazing. And now I'm going to reload every day in hopes of a sequel.

And uh...brb applying to Oxford. I knew there was a reason it was looking appealing to me...
Jun. 15th, 2011 05:13 pm (UTC)
Awwwwww thank you!!! It means a lot that you took the time to comment, so thank you so much for breaking your habit ^.^

And I am ALMOST done with the damn sequel. Drunkeness and puking at Denny's and the hangover from hell got a little bit in the way of writing, but two days later I think I'm back on track ~.^
Jun. 16th, 2011 02:58 pm (UTC)


Bunk. now. um... words, later.

Jun. 16th, 2011 06:36 pm (UTC)
Hahaha excellent :DD
Jun. 21st, 2011 05:46 am (UTC)
I loved this, I love this. I still remember your Ben/Charlie fic. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. :)
Jun. 21st, 2011 12:24 pm (UTC)
These two are a little bit less angsty than Ben/Charlie.

Well... sometimes ~.^

I'm flattered you remembered me from fandom to fandom! And I'm glad you're in this one, too. It's a fun fandom ^.^
Jun. 24th, 2011 03:12 pm (UTC)
Absolutely filthy! Thank you!
Jun. 24th, 2011 04:57 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked!
Jul. 5th, 2011 09:43 pm (UTC)
Can't believe I haven't commented on this. This is hot and awesome. Adding it to my memory list!
Jul. 5th, 2011 11:29 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear you enjoyed it so much!
Aug. 8th, 2011 07:02 am (UTC)
LEGENDARY FIC. I've given this story out several times - basically I've linked your journal to all my friends. MUST BE SHARED GLOBALLY.

I bring gifts though! Just stumbled across this prompt and I pray you see potential in this as I do! We have lots of mpreg prompts for these two, but there is nothing about giving birth. Can we have pregnant Charles in the delivery room with Erik? Either they are ready for cesarean or Charles is delivering "the natural way" (whatever that means) screaming, cursing Erik and projecting his pain miles along.

Super love if Erik faints at some point.

PLEASEPLEASE consider? :)
Aug. 8th, 2011 12:58 pm (UTC)
HAhahaha. I don't really write mpreg, though I do like this prompt. I'll add it to my list, but no guarantees.

Glad you like my stuff!
Aug. 8th, 2011 09:18 pm (UTC)
CAN YOU IMAGINE??? Everyone feeling it around the globe and wondering who is this Erik??! HahahaHa. Well, I'll wait to see on your journal if you do it. ;)
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