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Office Pleasure 

What happens when two friends spend weeks flirting and sending provocative photos back and forth? Eventually the tension becomes too much and there's only one way to relieve it. One-Shot. Smut Warning*

[janiedean]

Yeah you’re right about Tyrion I know it’s especially pissing me off and yeah Lannister bros truly deserve better Anyway your fics are wonderful and I glad you’re doing god’s work and keeping making content for Lannister bros - together and for each over individually

[gomezstateofmind]

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Xavier Institute Invasion: Invasion of Ass Part 1

Sparrow was sore. No, sore was the understatement of the year. He honestly can't remember the last time he had worked out or even ran that hard. There was a reason why he was home schooled, but skipping the physically training part here at the institute was not an option..since Professor Logan was the one that taught it. He made his way down the hall and to his room. Being as tired as he was, he didn't noticed the intruder that was hiding in there. Elis remained absolutely quiet, waiting for that startled moment of eye contact before he leaned back against the mission-styled desk and holding out an origami bird to Sparrow, "Still folding paper, I see." "Ah!" Sparrow jumped as his grey eyes met with the familiar brown ones. He quickly closed the door behind him and walked over to the taller man. "Elis, what are you doing here? How did you even get in? You're not supposed to be here!" Sparrow bombarded. Elis lifted his other hand from the desk and pushed his fingers through Sparrow's hair, "The Institute isn't some impervious castle. They don't even have a moat." joked Elis lightly, trying to get a smile on Sparrow's face. His hips lifted from the desk, letting him tower at his full height as his body stood close to Sparrow as he asked softly, "I can't come see you?" Sparrow batted his hand away as a blushed creeped onto his face, " I suppose..." he said, biting his lower lip. Elis resisted the urge to crumble the origami bird in his hand. He knew it would hurt Sparrow's feelings, and it took enough restraint that a tic in his jaw formed. Slowly, he set the bird at the desk behind him and reached back into Sparrow's hair with both hands, "I want to feel you again. Can't I have that?" Sparrow's heart rate rocketed as he was forced to look into Elis's eyes. It's been awhile since he was this close to him and God, he missed him. He then lunged forward and crashed his lips against the tall man, kissing him desperately. Elis growled, yes growled, into the kiss; low and feverish. He slipped his hands beneath the shorter male's ass, taking a thigh in each to lift him up effortlessly to meet their lips evenly. Elis was ruthless in the kiss, barely able to contain himself fully as his tongue sweeped past Sparrow's full lips. The sound of footsteps made him almost bite Sparrow's mouth, lifting his head away to listen intently. Once the laughing and steps faded, he whispered hoarsely, "Someplace more private. Where is it?" he could barely form the complete sentences. Sparrow locked his legs around Elis's slender waist and began to part his lips to let him in. He mewed in disappointment when he broke the kiss, "I...I'm not really sure." he answered, trying to lean back in for more. Enough of Sparrow's memories were accessible that he immediately imagined the Professor's office. Both he and Sparrow appeared there in a plume of black smoke, resting Sparrow's bottom on the desk as Elis leaned in for another kiss, trying to distract Sparrow from the surroundings. He was an innocent soul, and would probably object to the invasion of...privacy on Xavier's office. And he was indeed too lost in the kiss to realized where they were. Frankly, he didn't really cared at the moment as long as there was a sturdy horizontal surface underneath him. He licked and nipped at Elis's lips, begging to let him in. He needed him so bad; needed to taste and touch and everything in between. "Remember the first time?" he coaxed against his flesh, trying to lead Sparrow to remembering something pleasant so he could absorb it. He needed to calm down, his own mind was having a relay race between the people in it, and his mental legs were feeling like lead. Elis slipped a knee underneath Sparrow's, parting his legs so he could rest the knee on the desk as he started to get on top of it as well; pushing Sparrow to lay back. Sparrow blushed again as the images of their first time together flooded back into his mind. He had every single detail of that night seared into his brain, never wanting to forget and truth be told, he often used it on a lonely night. He remembered how nervous he was, but also how good it felt. He moaned slightly as the sensation tingled through out his body. Elis moaned as well, his body shivering from the sensations he was getting from Sparrow. Even his tail shook from the base to the tip, a soft whipcrack sound forming as it moved through the appendage. His hands sunk down to the hem of Sparrow's shirt, pushing up high enough to billow underneath the smaller male's chin as he bit and nipped at the exposed skin. Sparrow arched his back and mewed at the touch. His jeans were getting tighter and more uncomfortable by the minute. He buckled up slightly, hoping to make some type of contact for relief. Elis drew out his tongue and slowly lapped up Sparrow's chest, sensitive enough to feel the little bird's rapid heartbeat. After his long, drawn out lick was done, he whispered against the bundled up shirt. "Off?" he asked, only to take it off without even waiting for an answer. His own bare chest pressed down on Sparrow's as he met him for another heated kiss, fangs pressing against his teeth. Sparrow eagerly opened his mouth to let Elis in. He wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He licked and bite at his lips, diving in to taste every inch of the Mohawk's mouth. Elis turned his head slightly to break the kiss, but his cheek still against Sparrow's lips as he whispered, "Do you want me in you?" His voice slithered like a snake, his body pressed against Sparrow as if it were trying to engulf him, which was easy to do since he was much taller than the other. "Hnn, God yes, please," Sparrow moaned, “I need you in me..." He said desperately, thrusting his hips up and grinding against him. Elis' handle cracked just a smidgen, taking Sparrow's wrists and pinning them down as he hit him with a stare,"There is no God here." He was still for a moment, but his eyes steadied and he started to kiss Sparrow again, releasing his wrists to start undoing Sparrow's belt. Sparrow gulped, he had accidentally let the word slipped. He gave Elis an apologetic look before kissing him back. He lifted his hips to let him slide his jeans off and smiled shyly when the sexy mutant smirked at the prominent bulge in his boxer-brief. Elis started to rub the said bulge with the palm of his hand, purring into Sparrow's ear as he whispered, "Do you need me to prepare you...or do you touch yourself down there enough at night, thinking about me? Elis was a bit of a narcissist, loving to hear how much he affected Sparrow, how much he needed him. Sparrow shook his head and turned his head to kiss his cheek, "No, but I don't think about you every night." he teased. Elis' face soured, squeezing Sparrow's groin in his hand, "Who else do you think about?" he accused. "Ah!" Sparrow yelped, "Elis, I was only joking..."