Just A Little Sum I Wrote On Wattpad Don’t Know If I’ll Keep The Story It’s Called Fatal I’ll
Just a little sum I wrote on Wattpad don’t know if I’ll keep the story it’s called fatal I’ll drop more if I decide to continue but I feel like it’s trash 
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(Manman - Creole for mother)
''The recorder's starting if you would like to start Ms. LeBlanc ?"
I was born in Ethiopia as was my mother and my father a colored New Orleans man who decided that he'd vacation in Ethiopia and decided to stay when he met my mother. They got married and had me, Anaji LeBlanc I was their pride and joy I had a colorful childhood it was full of life, loving parents, peace, and that was my favorite pastime sad part about,
A rich white man named Clint came to town that was very highly fond of my mother and not to wild about the idea of her having a husband and so much less child, he came by one night while he assumed we were all sleeping except I wasn't, I heard it all, he had been sneaking around with my mother. And that night was the night was the night they decided to kill my father and I saw the whole thing something no child should ever see that whole moment changed my life forever. When I turned eighteen my new "father'' decided to move us to New Orleans because of some dead ambition of my mother's has live wired again and she was hoping to start a clothing shop in the heart of New Orleans, excited because of this newfound wealth she acquired she was willing to spend it on anything and my stepfather was willing to do it all just to see her happy.
But what about my happiness?
Three years had gone by, and I was finally twenty, and couldn't wait to be free of my parents, specifically my mother she wasn't the same way she was before we came here, she was soft and attentive towards me but know I'm the last thought on her mind. As if I didn't watch her and Clint murder my father and in the back of my mind I wonder if I was going to be part of that plan. Maybe mother stopped him? or she just figured she'd dump me off somewhere, but no I persisted and its eating at her every day and its shows. They were finally making a life for themselves out here and I was just the third wheel, my life felt like it started without me and left me in its ashes but here I was feeling like I was the problem in my own life.
Maybe I was the problem .. or was I?, if I didn't exist would my mother's life be easier, would my father still be living, would I know what I was made for, or what the world had waiting for me?
''Hey .. did you hear me girl? put this China in the cabinets and then meet me across the street at the clothing store" My mother says staring at me blankly before sauntering off out into the streets in her favorite Victorian dress that matched the lavish decor and fine China.
Watching her leave I carefully take the China in my hands and walk over to the kitchen my mind racing as usual when I do these kinds of thing being treated like a maid by my own mother when we have five of them already. It felt as if she did these things to taunt me, like she had all these shiny new toys and didn't need me to entertain her anymore I out lived my usefulness to her my usefulness of being her daughter.
'' Manman not very kind today I see?" a strange voice echoed through the kitchen it was smooth like silk and sound like the sun would on a cold day
"Ah! Can I help you Mr ?" Looking the strange man from head to toe he was well dressed and he smelled like money, just by the looks of him i could tell he was well educated and thought very highly of himself
"I do .. and thank you i like to take time in my appearance as should others .." he says giving me a brief once over i was clothed in a plain blue dress practically baggy i refused to wear the things i was given only because my Clint tried to buy my happiness as well
"I-i didn't say anything what are you some kinda voodoo man?" I frown before I could finish Clint came stomping down the stairs holding his pocket watch with a big grin on his face and he only looked this way when he knew his client had lots of cash.
''Well Lestat de Lincourt! I see you've met my stepdaughter Anaji" he said pretending to care that I existed he gestured over to me with his hand Lestat tilted his head as we remained to lock eyes,he was examining me from the inside out.
This Lestat made my skin do things not so pleasing, I squirm under his gaze not breaking my eye contact with his unusual pale eyes something about him was off but also enticing. His golden hair and smug demeanor made him alluring and by the looks of the smirk on his face he knew that too and that trick from a moment ago he knew what I was thinking, it could be voodoo but he looks to classy for that, maybe it's just my lack of sleep.
"Yes she's been marvelously accommodating so far .. and what a beauty she is" he says it rolled off of his tongue in slow motion he smiled slickly at me before turning up the stairs in one swift step the smell of a sweet soft like powder staining the air.
I was left speechless standing there holding the fine China in my hands tightly like it was going to walk away from me, that was the first time I ever heard a man called me beautiful and he said it's so sincerely like he could see my insecurity's as plain as day.
Did he call me beautiful or am I losing my hearing?
I shook my head at the breif encounter with Sir Lestat and finshed packing another thing my mother was replacing me with, Gathering the ends of my worn dress I scurry over to the clothing store the bell jingling as I push the heavy glass/wooden door open. I would say that I hate it the interior decorating, but it would be a lie. My mother did have a sense for fashion that I didn't know she was capable of having. The velvet red carpets swirl along the winding stairs and the matching poofs sit idley in between the long mirrors,by the window.
"Uh finally girl .. what took you so long, you know what don't even tell me you'll be here for closing you know what to do make sure the fabrics are folded, stacked,and packed away, and don't forget to do it all with smile" my mother says sarcastically to me and she giggles behind her custom fan.
"Again ? How can I have life when all I do is YOUR job ?" I say the last part under my breath because no matter how much I wanna speak back I can't
" Yes again you need to do somethin ... you need to pull your weight around here you've been nothing but a weight around my neck and Clint's" she says rubbing her hand gently over her diamond necklace
I roll my eyes and slip behind the counter my hand underneath my chin as I rest my arm on the counter I was learning to tune her out and it got on her nerves.
" There you go again not listening to me. You know what girl I'm wasting my time speaking to you. Lock up when done."she says running away from the problem as she usally did
Before I can speak she saunters back over to the front door, leaving me in charge of the store once more for the fifth night in a row. I preferred being in here alone anyways not wanting to hear her voice all night badgering me about my appearance and why she didn't want to be seen with me or why Clint didn't want to be seen with me as his daughter. How much of a disgrace I was and how she should have left me to rot with my father.
And for some strange reason deep down, I've always thought she was right about that. Maybe she should've left me with my father. Maybe she should've went through with her plan and taking me out to.
I wanted it more than anything.
Hours fly by and the Neworleans life kicks up girls from the brothel have come in buying pretty dresses, lingerie, jewelry to wear for the mean of there choice dressing themselves up like gifts to be unwrapped. Then out they go again, to live there life's like there's no tommrow just to wake up and do it all again. Was I jealous? maybe I couldn't help but think of all the other possibilities I could've had in my life if I wasn't where I was, if I wasn't who I was. The only too people ive know made me hate myself and I was tierd of it but I didn't know what to do about it, who to talk to about it, who understood what I was going through.
Untill him.
A sudden jingle of the bell went off as the shop door closed sound of a cane tapping aginst the marble floor made my thoughts cease and the room felt like it was at a stand still. The stranger from earlier Lestat stood before me with a mischievous grin on his face, again like he knew what I was thinking. His pale eyes scan the room with his nose upturned as he practically glided across the floor. He stopped infort of the counter our eyes never leaving eacothers, he placed his smooth looking hands down close enough to graze against my skin.
(Oh my little dove)
"Tsk tsk tsk .. oh ma petite colombe you so desperately need me" he says sending shiver down my spine some how he was leaned over the counter top without me noticing him moving an inch
My body was at a stand still like I couldn't move,couldn't breath, it felt like he had me under a spell and I was at his mercy just my luck for something like this to happen to me.But part of me wasn't fighting it either something about this man made me feel wanted.
And in that moment I knew he was diffrent, he was no magic man,he was gonna be the death of me,a problem, and I was staring to like the thought of the danger.
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“You go back to her everytime …” she says standing in the doorway in her lace satin gown and robe with her fists clenched trying to swallow her anger but not doing to good at hiding it
“I thought you were sleeping my beloved..”He says under his breath his back still turned holding his helmet in his hands reflecting on the past,there past all of it the things he lost and the things she had given up to be with him, to follow him no matter what he was doing,he admired her willingness to please him but that was a weakness and he didn’t like weakness but he’d be lying if he said she wasn’t one of his.
“ Thats the problem being connected to the earth the wind tells me everything, when are you going to decide ? she may have know you longer than I but we have more in common and you know I would do anything for you .. you remember that don’t you ?” She says now fully coming into Xaviers old office scanning the room she starts to remember were it all started meeting Erik for the first time
Flashback
When she was eighteen..
Erik was about twenty and falling in and out with Xavier while also being in a relationship ship with Rogue at that time he was more rebellious and quick to react to things that upset him but thats what Isis liked most about him that edge he had it excited her. It had been just another day in the mansion/school and all the children where in class and the former X-men where on a save mission. Destroying Mr sinister lab and finding a young Egyptian girl strapped to a table and tubes all over her Isis’s was an experiment a clone but different Mr sinister’s last clone, identical to Ororo, who had found her repulsive, an a abomination of nature but beyond her feelings the X-men brung back to the school for further examination. Xavier was fascinated after unlocking Isis mind seeing her past and the things she’s been through she felt familiar she reminded him of Magneto.
“Well Charles what is it ?” Erik says his hands held neatly behind his back coming up to brush his short hair unconsciously
The room was quite waiting for his answer but he only continued to scan her mind further lost in her thought he didn’t even realize tears falling from his eyes until he quickly let go holding his ears if someone was scratching a board with there nails.
“What what is it spit it out Charles!” Erik says agitatedly screaming as the others step back to give Xavier room to breathe
“Sh-She she’s been through terrible things Erik things possible similar to what you’ve been through we can not kill her … she need us” Xavier say staring sadly at the table Isis’s was lying on motionless
“We can not keep THAT thing around she is still connected to Sinister for all we know he could be listening through her right now!” Scott says stepping forward with his hands on his hips and a growing face
“Let us all calm down .. i do believe she could be a danger to us all but as much as i agree with Scott we should not discarded her it would be best to keep her on our side” Ororo says stepping up behind Scott with her hand neatly on his shoulder trying to calm his angered demeanor 
As the others discussed if Isis should stay around Erik was standing over her admiring her golden brown skin and hieroglyphic tattoos on her arms not knowing what they meant he still found them fascinating only wondering how strong she was he then caught himself tracing her skin, his eyes wonder lower down to her long black hair some pieces braided with gold clippings some not it was sprawled across the floor she was goddess like in every way. Before he could pull away from her skin Isis’s eyes shoot open and she breaks free of her straps grabbing Erik by the throat and lifting him from his feet the room erupts in shouting and everyone stands in there fighting poses ready to attack on Xaviers command but he does nothing but raise his hand for them to stand down approaching silently in his chair.
She launches Erik across the room turning her attention to the man in the wheelchair while Rogue runs to Eriks aid ting to help him up Isis was in raged and confused about where she was, who they were, why some man was standing over her like she was a spectacle again. Quickly Xavier calmed mind taking to her gentle in her thoughts explaining that they where her saviors not her captures.
“Do you understand now ? We will not harm you we are just like you .. we are here to help” Xavier explains taking Isis hand in his she flinches a little but proceeds to take it in a curious trance at there hands touching Xavier knew from her mind it had been a long time since she felt the warmth of another
Further into the flashback
Due to the hard work Xavier put in Isis was speaking English better before she only spoke Egyptian and it made it hard for her to communicate verbally, she also was being taught by storm to control her powers due to them both having similar talents it was easy and storm was beginning to warm up to her a bit everyday she was also given the name phsyclone by the students they enjoyed her company and her knowledge on history due to growing up in Egypt. And Erik as usual, was always battling with choosing to be good, or choosing to be an enemy to the human race. He had been planning to leave again, and find his own group of mutants to resolve this issue they’ve been dealing with for so long with the human race. Currently standing on the balcony with rogue, he was speaking with her about taking off and bringing her with him she refused, and they exchanged words that they couldn’t take back rouge ran by with hot tears in her eyes.
Iris stood silently watching Erik sulking at the balcony her bare feet padding against the concrete making Erik turn around and lean back on the railing the wind howling between the too as Iris closes the gap.
“What … didn’t anyone ever tell you that it’s rude to stare or are you here to try and kill me again ” he say with a scowl on his face
“I am ..sorry I was beside myself I do not wish to harm anyone undeserving” she says now standing beside him leaning over the railing she puts out her hand swaying it in the wind it began so balance around her sway
“ Hm .. I see and who do you think is deserving ?” He says watching her hand dancing with the wind it was enchanting something storm must have taught her
“Of death ? No one” she said dropping the swirl of air and turning her attention back to the brown haired male taken back when she noticed he was staring her down already with this intense look in his eyes
“I’ve heard about all you’ve been through … the things you’ve faced .. and what was done to you by that fool and your standing here telling me that you think there’s no one in this world deserving of death .. he treated you as if you were nothing and you’re OK with that ?” He says seeming more upset about the situation than she was. He folds his arms over his chest, waiting for her answer, impatiently
“That is what I am saying a part of me sees that there is no use in slaying others, because of my own feelings towards what they’ve done to me .. it doesn’t mean that they will do it to others .. there are those that you cannot ward off with kind words sometimes you have to use force .. that I understand” says, standing up straight now her head held high as she spoke to him, speaking like royalty with elegance.
Erik was standing there with his mouth, a gap quickly, closing it and regaining his composure. She was beautiful, like nothing he had ever seen before, and she was the only person for a long time that knew where he came from felt how he felt and understood what he went through to be where he was. Maybe she wasn’t she was meant to be here with him Maybe he could use that if he just got to understand her more gaining her trust, but there was something about her that he didn’t want to use, it made him feel warm in the center of his chest was this love.
End of flashback
“ of course I remember my beloved, and I also do remember that you still don’t like wearing shoes” he says chuckling lowly to himself before placing his helmets on the desk the moonlight bouncing off his long white hair he took a seat on the front of the desk, not sitting on it all the way as his arms facing her fully noticing pout on her perfect lips
“ Don’t change the subject. How long will you continue to string me along in this cat mouse game? It doesn’t matter how many times she walks away from you you continue to find a way back to her without even looking for it, and then it comes to me … you’ve never tried that hard” she says, looking down sadly at her bare feet, her perfectly painted golden toenails shining in the dark she didn’t dare walk over to where he stood because she wouldn’t be able to stop herself. They’d be in here all night
“ Because you make it so easy for me, but that’s the best thing about you. It’s easy to love you, but I can’t simply walk away fro- from someone I’ve been dealing with for so long .. you understand that don’t you?” he says, waving his hand, gently the necklace on her neck lifts, dragging her gently over to his direction pulling her right into his chest
And there she was flushed against his chest she placed her hands against him, nervously, staring down at her feet still locking eyes with him will only change her mind making her forget for in just this moment that he can’t chose between her and rogue making Isis feel useless like a pet she hates herself very time he calls she comes running and it doesn’t come unnoticed. Xavier has tried his best to discourage her from getting to close to Erik but they had this unspoken connection only making it harder for her to stay away like a rebellious teen, she knew he couldn’t love here they way he loved rogue if he said so to her he was only faking it but the desperate part of her didn’t care she just wanted him.
“No I don’t I can’t keep playing second to someone Erik someone who can’t love you the way that i can .. and you know it I knew coming back here after Xavier died was a bad idea not for us .. but for me i can t do this anymore .. if you choose her again ..” she says now looking him in the eyes with tears welling up
“Liebchen… don’t think for a moment that i would ever put you second to someone, i do love you more than you ever know but you also know that professing my love has never been my strong suite” he says grabbing her chin in between his fingers as he whispers the words into her lips there breath mingling together in the silence of the room
She balances here eyes between his lips and eyes then swallowing her thick saliva before speaking …
“ Then show me ..” she says waving her hand behind her summoning the wind and slamming the office door shut
Erik put on an amused face before slipping his hands under her short nightly and grabbing her waist tighter into his body his skin tight suite advancing the sensation of his excitement of her words and her curves against him pulling her so close that it hurts but they didn’t care. Isis slams her mouth against his roughly one of her legs sliding up to his side he takes that as a sign to lift her grabbing both of her thighs he turns and lays her across Xaviers old desk, she threads her fingers through his white hair as his lips pepper kisses along her neck leaving hickeys and bite marks.
Soft moans fill the room and echo through the empty halls of the mansion Erik makes it down to her gown slipping it off of her completely as she slipped his suite down to his waist taking in his well formed physique her hands ran over his chest as he stood between her legs staring at her as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world to him.

“W-what ..”she says in a breathless moan trying to catch her breath her hair was out of the ponytail and her breast where evenly covered by it and bite marks and hickeys litter her golden brown skin she looked like a goddess his goddess how could he ever think to live without her to breath without her or chose someone over her would be the biggest mistake his ever made and he can’t gain to lose someone else that he cares so much for
“Y-you .. i chose you” he says grinning for ear to ear before hovering over her completely closing the gape before she could answer he kissed her wanting this moment to last forever forgetting all about rogue Isis now she was his forever.

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Summary: Magneto and Rogue have had a very long going relationship and Isis has been in the background waiting for Magneto to chose her despite all her efforts of doing everything and anything for him he still chose Rogue whenever he had the chance but today was the last straw from Isis and he was going to chose her.
Authors note: i’ve seen so many people talking about magneto in the X-Men animation, and I was thinking the same thing when I saw him and this idea just came to me so here you go. Hope you enjoy it!.
Magneto x fem,Oc,non canon,almost smut,minor age difference,kissing,hickeys,biting,exposed female
“You go back to her everytime …” she says standing in the doorway in her lace satin gown and robe with her fists clenched trying to swallow her anger but not doing to good at hiding it
“I thought you were sleeping my beloved..”He says under his breath his back still turned holding his helmet in his hands reflecting on the past,there past all of it the things he lost and the things she had given up to be with him, to follow him no matter what he was doing,he admired her willingness to please him but that was a weakness and he didn’t like weakness but he’d be lying if he said she wasn’t one of his.
“ Thats the problem being connected to the earth the wind tells me everything, when are you going to decide ? she may have know you longer than I but we have more in common and you know I would do anything for you .. you remember that don’t you ?” She says now fully coming into Xaviers old office scanning the room she starts to remember were it all started meeting Erik for the first time
Flashback
When she was eighteen..
Erik was about twenty and falling in and out with Xavier while also being in a relationship ship with Rogue at that time he was more rebellious and quick to react to things that upset him but thats what Isis liked most about him that edge he had it excited her. It had been just another day in the mansion/school and all the children where in class and the former X-men where on a save mission. Destroying Mr sinister lab and finding a young Egyptian girl strapped to a table and tubes all over her Isis’s was an experiment a clone but different Mr sinister’s last clone, identical to Ororo, who had found her repulsive, an a abomination of nature but beyond her feelings the X-men brung back to the school for further examination. Xavier was fascinated after unlocking Isis mind seeing her past and the things she’s been through she felt familiar she reminded him of Magneto.
“Well Charles what is it ?” Erik says his hands held neatly behind his back coming up to brush his short hair unconsciously
The room was quite waiting for his answer but he only continued to scan her mind further lost in her thought he didn’t even realize tears falling from his eyes until he quickly let go holding his ears if someone was scratching a board with there nails.
“What what is it spit it out Charles!” Erik says agitatedly screaming as the others step back to give Xavier room to breathe
“Sh-She she’s been through terrible things Erik things possible similar to what you’ve been through we can not kill her … she need us” Xavier say staring sadly at the table Isis’s was lying on motionless
“We can not keep THAT thing around she is still connected to Sinister for all we know he could be listening through her right now!” Scott says stepping forward with his hands on his hips and a growing face
“Let us all calm down .. i do believe she could be a danger to us all but as much as i agree with Scott we should not discarded her it would be best to keep her on our side” Ororo says stepping up behind Scott with her hand neatly on his shoulder trying to calm his angered demeanor 
As the others discussed if Isis should stay around Erik was standing over her admiring her golden brown skin and hieroglyphic tattoos on her arms not knowing what they meant he still found them fascinating only wondering how strong she was he then caught himself tracing her skin, his eyes wonder lower down to her long black hair some pieces braided with gold clippings some not it was sprawled across the floor she was goddess like in every way. Before he could pull away from her skin Isis’s eyes shoot open and she breaks free of her straps grabbing Erik by the throat and lifting him from his feet the room erupts in shouting and everyone stands in there fighting poses ready to attack on Xaviers command but he does nothing but raise his hand for them to stand down approaching silently in his chair.
She launches Erik across the room turning her attention to the man in the wheelchair while Rogue runs to Eriks aid ting to help him up Isis was in raged and confused about where she was, who they were, why some man was standing over her like she was a spectacle again. Quickly Xavier calmed mind taking to her gentle in her thoughts explaining that they where her saviors not her captures.
“Do you understand now ? We will not harm you we are just like you .. we are here to help” Xavier explains taking Isis hand in his she flinches a little but proceeds to take it in a curious trance at there hands touching Xavier knew from her mind it had been a long time since she felt the warmth of another
Further into the flashback
Due to the hard work Xavier put in Isis was speaking English better before she only spoke Egyptian and it made it hard for her to communicate verbally, she also was being taught by storm to control her powers due to them both having similar talents it was easy and storm was beginning to warm up to her a bit everyday she was also given the name phsyclone by the students they enjoyed her company and her knowledge on history due to growing up in Egypt. And Erik as usual, was always battling with choosing to be good, or choosing to be an enemy to the human race. He had been planning to leave again, and find his own group of mutants to resolve this issue they’ve been dealing with for so long with the human race. Currently standing on the balcony with rogue, he was speaking with her about taking off and bringing her with him she refused, and they exchanged words that they couldn’t take back rouge ran by with hot tears in her eyes.
Iris stood silently watching Erik sulking at the balcony her bare feet padding against the concrete making Erik turn around and lean back on the railing the wind howling between the too as Iris closes the gap.
“What … didn’t anyone ever tell you that it’s rude to stare or are you here to try and kill me again ” he say with a scowl on his face
“I am ..sorry I was beside myself I do not wish to harm anyone undeserving” she says now standing beside him leaning over the railing she puts out her hand swaying it in the wind it began so balance around her sway
“ Hm .. I see and who do you think is deserving ?” He says watching her hand dancing with the wind it was enchanting something storm must have taught her
“Of death ? No one” she said dropping the swirl of air and turning her attention back to the brown haired male taken back when she noticed he was staring her down already with this intense look in his eyes
“I’ve heard about all you’ve been through … the things you’ve faced .. and what was done to you by that fool and your standing here telling me that you think there’s no one in this world deserving of death .. he treated you as if you were nothing and you’re OK with that ?” He says seeming more upset about the situation than she was. He folds his arms over his chest, waiting for her answer, impatiently
“That is what I am saying a part of me sees that there is no use in slaying others, because of my own feelings towards what they’ve done to me .. it doesn’t mean that they will do it to others .. there are those that you cannot ward off with kind words sometimes you have to use force .. that I understand” says, standing up straight now her head held high as she spoke to him, speaking like royalty with elegance.
Erik was standing there with his mouth, a gap quickly, closing it and regaining his composure. She was beautiful, like nothing he had ever seen before, and she was the only person for a long time that knew where he came from felt how he felt and understood what he went through to be where he was. Maybe she wasn’t she was meant to be here with him Maybe he could use that if he just got to understand her more gaining her trust, but there was something about her that he didn’t want to use, it made him feel warm in the center of his chest was this love.
End of flashback
“ of course I remember my beloved, and I also do remember that you still don’t like wearing shoes” he says chuckling lowly to himself before placing his helmets on the desk the moonlight bouncing off his long white hair he took a seat on the front of the desk, not sitting on it all the way as his arms facing her fully noticing pout on her perfect lips
“ Don’t change the subject. How long will you continue to string me along in this cat mouse game? It doesn’t matter how many times she walks away from you you continue to find a way back to her without even looking for it, and then it comes to me … you’ve never tried that hard” she says, looking down sadly at her bare feet, her perfectly painted golden toenails shining in the dark she didn’t dare walk over to where he stood because she wouldn’t be able to stop herself. They’d be in here all night
“ Because you make it so easy for me, but that’s the best thing about you. It’s easy to love you, but I can’t simply walk away fro- from someone I’ve been dealing with for so long .. you understand that don’t you?” he says, waving his hand, gently the necklace on her neck lifts, dragging her gently over to his direction pulling her right into his chest
And there she was flushed against his chest she placed her hands against him, nervously, staring down at her feet still locking eyes with him will only change her mind making her forget for in just this moment that he can’t chose between her and rogue making Isis feel useless like a pet she hates herself very time he calls she comes running and it doesn’t come unnoticed. Xavier has tried his best to discourage her from getting to close to Erik but they had this unspoken connection only making it harder for her to stay away like a rebellious teen, she knew he couldn’t love here they way he loved rogue if he said so to her he was only faking it but the desperate part of her didn’t care she just wanted him.
“No I don’t I can’t keep playing second to someone Erik someone who can’t love you the way that i can .. and you know it I knew coming back here after Xavier died was a bad idea not for us .. but for me i can t do this anymore .. if you choose her again ..” she says now looking him in the eyes with tears welling up
“Liebchen… don’t think for a moment that i would ever put you second to someone, i do love you more than you ever know but you also know that professing my love has never been my strong suite” he says grabbing her chin in between his fingers as he whispers the words into her lips there breath mingling together in the silence of the room
She balances here eyes between his lips and eyes then swallowing her thick saliva before speaking …
“ Then show me ..” she says waving her hand behind her summoning the wind and slamming the office door shut
Erik put on an amused face before slipping his hands under her short nightly and grabbing her waist tighter into his body his skin tight suite advancing the sensation of his excitement of her words and her curves against him pulling her so close that it hurts but they didn’t care. Isis slams her mouth against his roughly one of her legs sliding up to his side he takes that as a sign to lift her grabbing both of her thighs he turns and lays her across Xaviers old desk, she threads her fingers through his white hair as his lips pepper kisses along her neck leaving hickeys and bite marks.
Soft moans fill the room and echo through the empty halls of the mansion Erik makes it down to her gown slipping it off of her completely as she slipped his suite down to his waist taking in his well formed physique her hands ran over his chest as he stood between her legs staring at her as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world to him.

“W-what ..”she says in a breathless moan trying to catch her breath her hair was out of the ponytail and her breast where evenly covered by it and bite marks and hickeys litter her golden brown skin she looked like a goddess his goddess how could he ever think to live without her to breath without her or chose someone over her would be the biggest mistake his ever made and he can’t gain to lose someone else that he cares so much for
“Y-you .. i chose you” he says grinning for ear to ear before hovering over her completely closing the gape before she could answer he kissed her wanting this moment to last forever forgetting all about rogue Isis now she was his forever.

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