Sororum

“What?” I heard Charles’ voice explode through my head and I visibly flinched. I tried to move my head out from Remedy’s grasp but she held on, oblivious to my struggle to escape. I saw Tick Tock, Banshee and Havok move into a little semi circle centered with fearful and confused glances and hushed words. Beast and Charles were out of my view but I could smell that they were close.

Remedy kept my face between her glowing hands but I didn’t feel any different. I mean the pain of a pounding heart in my chest and my lungs struggling to push oxygen in and out with every second of panic was fading, but my head felt totally fine. “Remedy... stop...” I tried to get a word in as they bustled about and I felt my head get dizzy and blurred, like I was being pumped with morphine and adrenaline at the same time.

I saw Beast’s big blue hands shove Remedy’s from my head and instantly my head grew clear again. His pale gold eyes surveyed my face for a while as the room grew silent. “How do you feel?”

I sighed and turned my head away, “I’m cold and naked, but I feel fine.” Havok stripped himself of his sweatshirt and threw it at me. I slipped it on with a thankful look, “Maybe it’ll just go away.”

Beast shook his head, “If Remedy can’t heal it-”

I cut him off, “I’m home and alive, you should all just focus on that. Okay? I’m tired and hungry and cold, but mostly tired, so I’m going to go to sleep.”

I moved to leave and almost made it past them but Tick Tock grabbed hold of my arm in his wide hand, “What if you have a concussion or something?”

I shook him off of me, getting irritated. “I said I’m fine.” I growled before swiftly taking off the sweatshirt, “Don’t want to scare the kids with me having no pants,” and morphed into a golden retriever.

I heard Charles’ familiar sigh as he followed me out, “Will you at least sleep in my room tonight so I can keep an eye on you.” I made sure he saw me shoot him an eyeroll. “I’m taking that as an annoyed yes.” I let a soft bark leave my doggy jowls, and changed course for his bedroom. “Are you sure you're feeling alright?” I growled as a response as he asked.

As soon as we got into the safety of his bedroom with the doors shut I morphed back into my human form and slipped under his covers. “If one more person asks me that, I’m going to go off the wall.”

Charles sighed and rolled his chair up beside the bed. “We all care about you.” His outburst from earlier flashed into my mind, his wide blue eyes filled to the brink with worry and fear, his hands tugging at his soft brown hair, his mouth open in desperation as the words, “I love her,” left his lips. I let my lips curl up in a shy smile as I silently leaned forward and connected my lips to his, surprising him.

The blankets fell down from covering me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and wove my fingers into his hair. I could feel the heat from the blush spreading on his cheeks as he let himself touch my chest. After what felt like the longest and shortest moments he pulled away enough to mumble the words, “No, you’re head.”

Instead of replying or letting him continue I crashed my lips back onto his and pulled him onto the bed with a sudden burst of strength. Charles grunted in surprise as I slipped totally out from under the covers and on top of him. He began to pull away again but I mumbled, “Please don’t. I love you too.”

My words shocked the both of us and I froze as he pulled away enough to look fully at my face. “Y-you heard me?” A blush spread itself onto both of our cheeks as I nodded.

“Yeah,” I climbed off of his lap and sat beside him, taking notice that his eyes would occasionally slide down to survey my body. I slid close and he folded me into his arms, I kissed just below his jaw and felt him let out a slight shiver. “I love you.”

Charles ducked down his chin and kissed me passionately, “I love you, but I think you should rest. Besides, I don’t think I can do what we were both thinking about.”

A wave of hormones rushed into my system as I bit my lip, “How would you know? Have you tried to get it up?”

“W-well no, but,” he was clearly taken back by my abruptness but I couldn’t help myself. I was a virgin and I really did love him and for a moment back in Magneto’s little Hell, I thought I was never going to see Charles again.

“Then let’s try...” I said as I began to unbutton his pants. A blush the color of a tomato rose on his cheeks as his hands grabbed my own and I connected his eyes with mine.

“No, we can’t. We don’t know what’s happening to you,” the way his voice trailed off gave me a red flag that there was more to that sentence so I urged him on with a look. “And... I don’t want to disappoint you.”

I couldn’t help but feel my heart swell a bit, “Charles, I’m sure you were amazing before the accident happened, and I’m sure that hasn’t really changed since then.” I was shocking both him and myself with my bold words. Hell, a month and a half ago I would have bet anything that I would never be this confident, or really anything but shy. I watched him as he couldn’t help but look me over again, “You’ve seen me naked before, what’s so different now.”

His eyes flashed up to meet my own and a newfound sexual desire was shining clear in them. He slipped his hands onto my waist and pulled me closer, I just about could see the war between giving in and saying no going on in his head. “Now I can do something with it.” He abruptly pulled away and turned his head, closing his eyes too. “But I won’t because you might be severely hurt and you’re not behaving like yourself.”

I frowned, rose from his bed and walked over to the wardrobe, pulling out a pair of his sweatpants and a tee shirt. “I’m acting the same, it’s just that now I realize how easily one of us can be kidnapped or worse..” I sighed and threw on the clothes before turning to look at him, my sexual desires pushed to the back of my mind and the fears from earlier rushing to the front.

“I was going to do everything in my power to get you home safe,” Charles said with seriousness in his voice.

“I know,” I whispered and sat opposite him on the bed. “And I would do the same for you... but I wouldn’t worry about diplomacy.”

He shot me an exasperated look, “I can’t start a war.”

“You don’t have to, Erik already did.” I turned off the bedside light and let the room fill with darkness.

We both grew silent and the darkness of the bedroom became heavy, like our unsaid words were gaining pounds in the air and choking us. Charles cleared his throat and pulled me closer to him, as an automatic response I curled into him, resting my head in the crook of his arm and chest. “I love you, Fera.”

As he said those words I felt my mind and body become detached, like something was pulling my mind out of my head. Fera just didn’t seem right, it didn’t sound like he was talking about me, or to me. I asked him to say it again and it still sounded wrong. Like he was so close to pronouncing a foreign word right, but he was one syllable off. I mentally shook it away and said my goodnight, “I love you too, Charles.”