Bottom-scraper

Title: Bottom-scraper

Rating: NC-17, I guess.

Pairing: Sabretooth/Magneto... Duh!

Fandom: Movieverse, X1 only.

Disclaimer: Marvel and 20th Century Fox owns them. I don’t own anything, so please don’t sue. I have no money anyway. Is that enough?

Summary: I suck at summaries... Well, anyway, this is a fic about a sexually frustrated Sabretooth who does something he never thought he’d do, even for Magneto...

Series: Loosely based on “The Surprise” and “Vengeance”, which can both be found on my website, but no real sequel. This story is totally independent.

Archive: This story can be found on my personal webpage, http://www.geocities.com/henrika_amanda/Index.html and on http://www.adult-fanfiction.org If anyone else wants it, please drop me a line and let me know.

A/N: Alright, if you wonder how this story even came to be, it was because some people on the x-fiction list encouraged me to write a Magneto/Sabretooth slash story where Sabretooth bottoms. So I did. I know there aren’t so many fics out there which makes Sabretooth the bottom, so I thought I’d write one. Don’t blame me... Also, I’m sorry about the title, but I couldn’t come up with anything better...

Feedback: I crave it. Please let me know if this is terrible, alright, or more than alright. On or off list is fine. You can also email me at henrika15_@hotmail.com

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The giant blond brute, known to the world as the mutant Sabretooth, was furiously chasing hislow low mutant and “brother”, the green-skinned, leaping Toad again. Despite Sabretooth’s size, strength and vicious looks, Toad was not easy to get a hold of, since his ability to stick to the walls enabled him to always stay out of Sabretooth’s reach.

“Get here you little slimy piece of shit, and fight me!” the big mutant roared in rage, as he lunged for Toad once more.

“Then catch me!” Toad grinned from his greenish face and stuck out his tongue at Victor Creed.

Victor gave him a murderous stare. He honestly didn’t believe there was anyone he hated like he hated Toad. Sure, slaughtering “normies” was fun, but he didn’t do it out of hatred, because no human meant so much to Victor, that he - or she, for that matter - was worth hating. But Toad...

Victor certainly knew better than to kill the frog-boy if he caught him, but he would, at the very least, beat him senseless. Toad was not just being a pain in the ass; he was a thief. A filthy, little thief, who ought to get punished.

“You’ll never catch me!” Toad howled happily as he leaped from one wall to another,ays ays making sure he stayed in a safe distance from Sabretooth. The blond giant snarled and watched his smaller adversary’s smug expression as he kept leaping between the walls, displaying his ability.

“You can’t catch me, you can’t catch me, you can’t ca... Ahhh!” Toad suddenly cried out when his hands slipped, due to some kind of mould on the wall, and he fell, with no chance to prevent it, headfirst to the floor.

Sabretooth was over him in a second and pinned Toad’s wriggling body to the floor with his own, massive bulk, disabling him completely. Toad may be fast, and agile, but as for strength, he had no chance against Victor.

Sabretooth straddled him and closed his huge, clawed hand around his throat, instantly cutting off his air supply. The green mutant gasped for breath and tried to get Victor’s hand away, but in vain. He was trapped, and the sooner he accepted it, the better.

Sabretooth grinned viciously and triumphantly while displayed his power, and clearly showed Toad he was no one to take lightly in a situation like this.

“So, you slimy little snail, what have you got to say for yourself? Did I wipe that sticky grin off your face? Good! I hope to never see it there again!”

“Let me go...” Toad croaked. “You stinky, hairy bastard, let me GO!”

“Not until you’ve given back what you stole from me!”

“What...?” whined Toad.

“You know what!” Victor roared. “Don’t play innocent with me, you little shit! If you want to survive this, you’ll tell me where to find it! Didn’t you think I’d notice! You’re such a bottom-scraper, Toad! Now, where IS it?”

Finally Toad seemed to understand. “You mean the...?”

“YES!”

“I’m sorry, hairball, I can’t remember where I’ve put it...”

“You had better, for your own good!” Victor growled and tightened his grip of Toad’s neck, nearly to the point of suffocation.

“Stop, you’re killing me...” Toad coughed.

“Do I look like I give a shit?”

“I’ll tell Magneto...” Toad threatened.

Sabretooth snorted scornfully. “Oh, you will, huh? Do you ry thy think I’m afraid of the old man? Mags is nothing but a scanty old faggot! You know what I do with him? I fuck his white little ass till he’s begging me to stop! And he *likes* it! I’d do the same to you, if you weren’t so fucking slimy and ugly!”

He let go of Toad’s neck and slowly rose to his feet, leaving the frogman sprawled on the floor. He’d never rape Toad, that was for sure. Not even as a punishment. He was simply too repulsive. Victor was all but selective, but even he had limits. Fucking Toad was out of question. Besides, Sabretooth suspected that Toad was a virgin. After all, who would fuck him?

The green-skinned mutant tumbled to his feet when he realized Sabretooth wouldn’t attack him again, and humbly started backing away. He didn’t dare turning his back on his opponent, since he knew that could provoke Sabretooth to attack again.

The blond giant only ogled Toad for some time, and finally hissed, “Now run away, you frog, before I change my mind and slit your throat anyway! But remember I want back what you stole from me! No later than this evening! Get it?!”

Toad nodded, not daring to turn his head up and look into Victor’s eyes.

“Get out now! And if I ever see that cocky grin on your face again, I’ll slice it off once and for all! Now go!”

Toad wat lat late to comply, finally dared to turn around, and sneaked out of the room as quickly as his short, green legs could carry him, rubbing his sore throat as he ran.

Sabretooth snorted to himself when Toad had left. He could have given Toad a rougher treatment, and he already started to regret that he hadn’t. Very well. Just hope the frog-boy had learned his lesson.

Victor looked down at himself and saw that he had a huge hard on. The wrestling had left him horny. Hmm... Was there anything to do about that, maybe? Yes, he could fuck someone, or jerk off. Victor preferred to fuck someone.

Mystique was a good fuck, she could be *anyone*, to say the least, but she had a very hectic schedule nowadays, appearing in public as the late Senator Kelly, so unfortunately she wasn’t around very much. When she *was* around, though, Victor made sure she got humped properly.

Then there was Magneto. The old man might not be so young and pretty, but he *was* attractive enough, and also very skilled in bed, and had a tight ass. And that was virtually all Victor asked for. So, old Maggie could be quite alright, when he wasn’t being a first class, super narcissist, and overrefined domineering snob.

Sabretooth left the room where he and Toad had had their little encounter in disorder, not quite sure what to do next.

He bumped into Magneto in the kitchen, when he went to help himself with a sandwich. The old man had obviously recently returned to the lair, since he was still wearing his greyish battle uniform and high-heeled boots, actually looking sexy as hell.

Victor couldn’t help grinning when he saw him, and caught him from behind, wrapped his huge arm around Magneto’s waist, and pressed his raging hard on into his back, making sure he could feel it.

“Whatcha been up to, Magsie? Feeling up for a little ride?” he whispered hotly in Magneto’s ear, and waited for his response. It was always a bit tricky. Either Mags would agree and take Victor into his room, or shout at him to take his hairy paws off before something bad happened. You never knew.

“Hello to you too,” Magneto said sarcastically. “You really know how to give a proper welcome.”

“Hmm, you know I do...” Victor purred and softly nuzzled his boss’ neck and his embrace tightened. Well, at least it didn’t seem like Mags was going to try kicking him in the balls this time. This could perhaps turn into something.

“Seems so,” Magneto said dryly. “So what were your plans for me?”

Aha, playing hard to catch! Victor mused. “How ‘bout going to that big, comfy bed of yours and I’ll show you what my plans for you are.”

Magneto pressed back against Sabretooth’s solid, massive frame and smiled to himself. Well, it seemed like the big ninny always took him for granted. Maybe it was time to change that?

“Alright,” he said. “Let’s go to my chamber, and I can show you what *I* have in mind. You’re always up for new things, aren’t you, Victor?”

Ohhh, Victor thought, this is getting exciting! Wonder what the old man wanted to do this time? Perhaps he’d started to get into BDSM? Sabretooth thought he wouldn’t mind tying Mags up and smack his pale butt a little. That was just what the arrogant old prick needed. Some discipline. Hey, this could be fun!

“You got it!” he said and suddenly picked Magneto up and threw him over his very broad shoulder. The old man was skinny, and weighed almost nothing at all.

“Caveman...” Magneto muttered while dangling over Sabretooth’s shoulder. Victor didn’t care about the comment, though, but calmly left the kitchen and started walking toward Magneto’s master bedroom. The place was always so neat and tidy, and Mags went crazy if Victor even threw a candy on the floor.

Once he got there, and got past the huge steel door guarding the room, he dumped Magneto on the bed and started to undress. The grey-haired, elder man regarded him with a flat expression while he pulled off his clothes and revealed his muscular, hairy body. He knew that Magneto liked his body. A lot of people did. Why wouldn’t they? He did in deed look like an ancient Norse God!

Once Victor was naked, he walked toward the bed with his 10+-inch hard on bobbing before him, and looked down at Magneto, who was still fully dressed.

“Aren’t you gonna take that thing off?” he asked. “I can do it for you, if you let me.”

He grabbed Magneto by the shoulders and prepared to shred his uniform with his claws, but Magneto cried out in shock and pulled away. “No way! You are not tearing my uniform! Do you know how much it cost to have this tailor-made?!”

“Take it off yourself, then,” Victor said with a shrug. “But hurry!”

Magneto’s uniform was more complicated than it seemed, but Magneto slipped out of it easily. Underneath it he wore only a pair of white underpants and an undershirt. His skin was almost as pallid as the fabric was. He kindly let Victor pull his briefs off, and then his undershirt. Magneto was unlike Victor, slender and hairless. Sure, he had some hair under his arms, and a grey tuft between his legs, but that was all. Nothing on his chest, belly, legs, etc.

Sabretooth stroked Magneto’s slightly stiff five-inch cock, and it instantly became harder. Victor couldn’t really decide whether to ask Magneto for a blowjob first or simply fuck him right away. He decided to fuck him. That was the most satisfying thing to do. He grabbed Magneto quite brusquely and threw him onto his back. “Spread for me,” he growled as he reached out for the lubricant in Magneto’s bedside drawer.

“No,” Magneto said and kept his long legs firmly together.

“What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I’m not spreading for you this time,” Magneto continued and pulled himself into a sitting position. “Didn’t I say I wanted to try something new?”

“What do you wanna do then?” Sabretooth asked confusedly.

“Frankly, I am fed up with always being on the bottom. Therefore, I’d like you to bottom for me this time.”

Sabretooth believed for a moment that he’d swallow his own tongue. “Bottom?!” he spurted out. “You mean... let you fuck me?”

“Come on, don’t make it sound so negative,” said Magneto. “It can be truly pleasurable, as long as you have the right top.”

“No fucking way!” Victor snapp“I’d“I’d rather cut my balls off!”

Magneto looked surprised. “Victor, darling,” he tried and reached out to caress Sabretooth’s cheek. He had expected some resistance at first, but definitely not a violent reaction like this.

“Is it really that horrible? You do it to a lot of people, including me, and have I ever expressed any negative feelings? Victor, why don’t you want to try it?”

“I *don’t* bottom!” Victor growled. “Real men don’t.”

“No, only girly faggots bottom, you mean?” Magneto snapped. “Nothing can be farther from the truth! What really are you afraid of? Your reputation?”

“No one’s putting anything in ss!”ss!”

“Why? Do you really think I will hurt you? Do you even t I * I *can* hurt you? I am an old man, half your size, physically frail. You say so yourself. So what is the problem? Don’t you trust me, Victor?”

Victor didn’t really know how to answer this. He wasn’t afraid of the pain, if there even was one, or that Magneto would cause him any physical damage. But the mere thought of submitting like that to someone, even a man he valued and respected, made him shudder. No, he couldn’t possibly do it.

“No, Mags,” he said seriously. “I won’t do it.”

Magneto sighed. “Well... I suppose I neither will nor can force you, but don’t believe you’ll ever be sticking it into me again after this. I asked you for a simple favour, and you refused me from fear. You are a coward, Victor. A great, big coward despite your looks and vicious nature.”

Sabretooth barely suppressed the impulse to backhand Magneto across the face. He couldn’t stand to be called a coward, not by anyone. Not even Magneto. But still, somewhere inside, he knew Magneto was right. He was being a coward.

“Okay,” he said at last. “Okay, I guess we can do it.”

Magneto’s eyes suddenly widened. “Oh, really?” he said. “What made you change your mind so swiftly?”

“I guess it can’t be that bad,” Sabretooth said with a shrug. If anyone else could do it, then why couldn’t he? Big, bad blond brute Sabretooth.

“Alright,” Magneto said and smiled. “But it is your decision, remember that. Don’t do anything you know you’ll regret tomorrow.”

“I said it was okay. Let’s do it.”

“As you wish.”

Magneto crawled to Victor and started to stroke his now flaccid member. All this talk about bottoming had made Victor lose his hard on, but now when it got some attention, it began to wake up again. Magneto suddenly bent down and took the huge head of Victor’s cock into his mouth and slowly lapped at it.

That was all that was needed. Sabretooth moaned with pleasure and threw his head back, as his member rose to its full size again. He stroked Erik’s head and shoulders encouragingly and tried to get some more of his cock into his mouth. But suddenly Magneto pulled away and stopped abruptly.

“What the...-”

Magneto grinned up at Sabretooth. “That’s enough for now,” he said. “Remember what we were really supposed to do.”

“Yeah, I guess so...”

“You can choose what position you prefer to be in. I myself prefer to see my lovers while having sex, but if you want to stand on all fours, then you can.”

Sabretooth chuckled. He very much liked taking people from behind, but he had never been the receiving end. No, he didn’t want that more than Magneto did. “Whatever, I can lie on my back, if that’s okay with you.”

“Perfect.”

Still slightly apprehensive and hesitant, Victor lay down on his back and assumed he should also spread his legs. That made him even more anxious. He had never done it for anyone in his life, this was his first time. He did it still, and looked up at Magneto, trying to act like he was completely alright with it.

Magneto kneeled in front of him, and casually placed his hand on Victor’s knee. His own cock was eagerly jutting forth from his slender frame. He was really looking forward to doing this. He had actually not done this with a man in a while, so it would be a nice experience.

Before he did anything at all, Magneto took a good look at Sabretooth. The blond giant was so big, and most of all so hairy! He had crisp blond hair almost everywhere, and of course his ass was hairy too, so it was really hard to see his opening, despite that his legs were spread wide.

Magneto carefully brought his hand to Victor’s cleft and tried to seek out his hole with his fingers. He could hear Sabretooth pulling a sharp breath. Obviously he was feeling a bit apprehensive. Very well. I had better be extra careful with the virgin, then! he thought.

He could feel the crease, though not see it, since a lot of bushy pubic hair was in the way. Magneto took the bottle of lubricant, and once he had smeared some of it around Sabretooth’s anus, he could see it clearer. “I’m lubricating you now,” he told and received a simple nod in reply.

Victor didn’t actually watch, he only felt Magneto’s sleek fingers entering him. First one, then two, and finally three. He tried his best to relax, and despite that the tiresome rubbing didn’t exactly hurt, it caused slight discomfort. Shit, what am I really doing! he thought. I’m about to let Mags fuck me! Am I out of my mind?

The preparation he received was short but thorough. Magneto then placed himself in a position to enter his lover, and grabbed his massive muscular thighs, placing them on either sides of himself. He thought about lifting them over his shoulders, like Victor often did with him, but then he realized Victor’s legs were too heavy for him.

A muffled cry sounded from Sabretooth when he was finally penetrated. It did hurt, but not as much as he had feared, and Magneto was slow and gentle.

I’m glad he’s got such a small cock! he thought when Magneto started moving inside him after some time. Victor couldn’t help thinking about his own monster, and how it must feel to Magneto – and everyone else, for that matter – to take it into his body.

Magneto sped up after starting out slowly. Sabretooth’s rectal canal was wonderfully tight and his heat was gripping, milking Erik’s cock while he thrust. Despite his size and age, Magneto could be an aggressive top, and he had longed for this feeling.

To begin with, slight discomfort was all Victor felt, but when one of Erik’s thrusts accidentally hit his prostate, he got so surprised at the sudden, intense pleasure, that he couldn’t suppress a cry. Magneto knew what the deal was, of course, and grinned down at him.

“I told you there could be pleasure found in this,” he said. “Do you believe me now?”

“Yeah...” Victor breathed. “Please...”

Magneto tried his best to find his special spot again, and succeeded, although not every time. When he felt he was approaching his orgasm, he grabbed Sabretooth’s leaking, red erection and stroked it in time with his thrusts.

The big mutant roaredn hen he came, and his thick, white seed splattered over his belly, Magneto’s hand, and the sheet beneath them. Erik followed shortly, emptying his own smaller, but not less intense load into his lover’s quivering body. When he was finished, he collapsed on top of Victor, resting his sweaty, spent body on top of Victor’s large and hairy one. He could hear his powerful heartbeats through his chest, and feel his large lungs fill themselves with air.

Magneto’s weight gave Victor no trouble breathing, so he let him stay and rest atop his chest. Sabretooth himself was of course fully recovered again within a few seconds, and his member had only flagged slightly. He assumed Magneto could feel it against his belly.

When Erik rose he pulled out of Victor, not really wanting to leave the tight heat, but the position he was in had started to get uncomfortable. His normally pale cheeks were red and he was panting heavily. Magneto brushed his sweat-slick hair away from his forehead, and lay down beside Victor in the bed. Then he placed his warm hand on Victor’s chest, seeking contact.

“Now you have done it,” Erik said. “Do you regret it?”

Sabretooth chuckled. “Well... as long as you never, ever tell anyone I bottomed for you, I’m okay with it.”

“Not even Mystique?” Magneto asked.

“*Especially* not her!” Victor snorted. “She’d never let me forget it if you told her! No, don’t tell anyone. Not a soul.”

“Alright,” Magneto agreed. “I won’t tell anyone. What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom, that has always been my motto. Hey, do you think I want people to know that one of my henchmen buggers me, and that I like it?"

“I get your point.”

Magneto leaned his head against Sabretooth’s shoulder, wrapping his left arm around his chest. Victor sighed. Obviously it was cuddle-time. Magneto always wanted to cuddle after having sex, and this was no exception. He let the old man snuggle in to his chest and closed his heavy arm around him, embracing him tenderly.

Smooth skin met hairy skin, and Magneto brought his lined face close to Victor’s and gently kissed his lips. The big mutant accepted the kiss, but barely returned it. Kisses were not his field, to say the least. Maybe if he hadn’t had fangs...

“Well?” Magneto askeDid Did you enjoy it at all?”

“I never believed I could enjoy it, but I did,” Victor confessed. “It was good. Really. It was.”

“I told you so,” Erik smiled. “Of course it is pleasurable, why do you think I let you do it to me twice a week? Of course it feels good. Unfortunately virgins have sometimes trouble realg thg that...”

“I’m no virgin!”

“Not anymore.”

“You smug little shit! Don’t think I’m turning into your bitch! I did it as an experiment!”

“All I’m saying is that it is good to be versatile, my dear. Bottoming doesn’t make you anyone’s bitch. It is just a matter of preference.”

“Whatever... I suppose you’ll ask me to do it again, right?”

“I might.”

“Just not in front of anyone. Remember that, Mags.”

“What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom, like I told you,” Magneto said comfortingly. “Don’t worry, my boy. I won’t reveal your secret.”

The End