Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or any of the characters, and I do not make money from these writings.

Pairings: Charles/Kurt

Warnings: AU/AR (Charles can walk, and a few made up events), Language, Oral, angst, violence, Sexual situations, SLASH! WIP

There's going to be some bad attitude toward's gays later in my story, I just wanted to forewarn people. And just so you know, I don't hate gays at all, but for the purpose of this story I have to have it in this fic!

Summary: Kurt has begun to feel strongly about the kind-hearted Professor Xavier, and even though he knows its wrong to feel such desires about the same sex, and his mentor, he can't seem to help himself…

Chapter 1-Attatchment

Kurt yawned widely as he headed down the hall for an early breakfast. "Haven't you been sleeping well Kurt?" A deep voice stated from directly behind him, causing the blue mutant to jump and turn startled.

"Oh Professor!" He gasped, the blush looking strange on his blue fur. "N-nein, I haven't been sleeping well for a little while, but I'm fine."

*Flashback to last night*

Kurt had been dreaming, it was of Sabertooth coming and attacking everyone in the mansion, but most importantly Charles. Only in his mind did he allow himself to call the Professor by his first name. He had watched helplessly as the telepath was slowly clawed to death, calling out for the blue teleporter's help. Sitting bolt upright after his rather emotional dream, Kurt had slipped out and headed down the hall to Xavier's room.

Slipping silently into the room, he perched carefully on the bed next to Charles, watching the older man sleep. He sat for a while, calmed by his presence. Reaching out slowly, he softly stroked a finger down the telepath's face, watching in surprise as his face turned slightly into the warmth. Kurt smiled, then began softly singing in German…

[1] Bestrafe mich (Punish me)

bestrafe mich (punish me)

Stroh wird Gold (Straw is gold)

und Gold wird Stein (and gold is stone)

deine Größe macht mich klein (You are so big, make me small)

du darfst mein Bestrafer sein (You're the master, make me crawl)

ja (yea…)

Der Herrgott nimmt (The Lord does take)

der Herrgott gibt (The Lord does give)

Bestrafe mich (Punish me)

bestrafe mich (Punish me)

du meinst ja (You say yes)

und ich denk nein (And I say no)

schließ mich ein in dein Gebet (Lock me in all you worship)

bevor der Wind noch kälter weht (Before the wind's cold hand grips)

Deine Größe macht mich klein (You are so big, make me small)

du darfst mein Bestrafer sein (You're the master, make me crawl)

du darfst mein Bestrafer sein (You're the master, make me crawl)

Deine Größe macht mich klein (You are so big, make me small)

du darfst mein Bestrafer sein (You are so big, make me crawl)x3

deine Größe macht ihn klein (You're so big you make him small)

du wirst meine Strafe sein (You will punish me for all)

der Herrgott nimmt (The Lord does take)

der Herrgott gibt (The Lord does give)

doch gibt er nur dem (Does he give love to)

den er auch liebt (those he foresakes?)

bestrafe mich (Punish me)x8

As Kurt finished the song, he sighed quietly as he pushed the sheets down, slowly and carefully pushing Charles' shirt up his toned stomach. He was always amazed at how fit he was for his age, and always wondered how he did it without everyone else finding out how. He trailed his hands softly over his mentor's stomach, having done this for several nights already, he had a good idea when the other man was close to waking.

Charles shifted against the fingers as they trailed over a scar that slid diagonally across his stomach, disappearing under the waistband of his pajama pants. Kurt smiled as he saw the telepath's erection poking up, he rubbed his hands lightly across the hardened shaft and bit back a groan as he felt it jerk in response. 'I…should go now!' He thought to himself, but continued his ministrations.

'For a telepath, he sure is hard to wake!' Kurt thought in delight as Charles began bucking against his hands, moaning and writhing on the bed. Kurt's own erection was painful by now, but he could always take care of it later. He moved faster, wishing desperately that he could touch the heated rod without clothes in the way. Charles suddenly arched on the bed, crying out softly as he came his body stiffened and jerked before falling back against the bed. Kurt quickly teleported back to his room, feeling flushed and ashamed of himself. In punishment for his actions, he forced himself to take an extremely cold shower instead of taking care of his arousal.

*End Flashback*

Kurt was pulled back to reality by Charles' voice. "Maybe you should speak to Hank about something to help you sleep." He reached out to squeeze the young mutant's shoulder gently. Kurt suppressed a shiver of pleasure as the elder man's hand sent a rush of warmth through his body.

"I'll do that Professor." He smiled before heading into the kitchen to get breakfast, the telepath following behind him.

"Do you want eggs and toast Kurt?" The telepath questioned casually, as he got out a pan and oil before heading to the fridge.

"Oh…um, sure." Kurt sat at the table watching Charles make the food, feeling very shy and nervous all of a sudden. Since he'd started having these feelings for the older mutant, he'd made sure not to be around him too much, and now here he was completely alone with the man who made his heart race and stomach flutter everytime he came near him.

"How do you want your eggs?"

"Oh!" Kurt jumped slightly, startled out of his thoughts. "Over easy please." Charles cooked their food silently, then took both plates to the table. Sitting next to the younger mutant, he handed one of the plates to him. "Thank you, Professor." Kurt smiled gratefully at him as he began eating.

"It was no trouble at all Kurt." They ate their breakfast silently until Charles felt something brushing against his upper thigh. Glancing down in surprise, he saw the tip of Kurt's tail stroking his leg uncomfortably close to his groin. Clearing his throat in embarrassment, the telepath touched the boy's arm softly. "Kurt," He started in a strained voice. "Your tail is…uh…" He trailed off, blushing lightly.

"Oh!" Kurt gasped, quickly pulling his tail back and wrapping it around his waist. "S-sorry Professor, sometimes I swear my tail has a mind of its own!" Charles laughed lightly at that, patting the boy's hand before speaking.

"It's quite alright!" He responded before clearing the table. He piled the dishes in the sink to be done later that night. Still feeling awkward about being alone with him, Kurt stood abruptly and turned toward the door.

"Sorry, I have to go now." He mumbled, heading toward the safety of the hall. "I still have to shower and everything." He left before Charles could respond, the telepath frowned at the closing door, surprised at his sudden departure. 'I…wonder what that was about.' Shrugging he slid out the door and headed to his office, not noticing Kurt watching with an unreadable expression on his face before he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

[1] This is Bestrafe Mich (Punish Me) from a German band called Rammstein, they are awesome, even if you don't understand the lyrics!

tbc

So? What does anyone think? Please review! If it gets too graphic, just tell me and I'll fix it!