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X-Men: Evolution Ch. 01

By: Phoenix646



Rogue is a senior of Bayville High School. While she attends a normal high school, Rogue lives at another school, a school for the gifted, for mutants. Created by Professor Charles Xavier, this school teaches mutants how to controls their mutant abilities and become productive members of society. The school is located in a Professor Xavier personal mansion, large enough to accommodate all 14 students and 4 instructors. All of them are mutants, each with their own unique power. 

Rogue's has the power to absorb a person's memories through physical contact, and in the case of mutants she absorbs their powers for a short time. Because of her powers Rogue had never even kissed a boy, and at a very hormonal time in a young girl's life, that was a problem. Not to mention, that she had a major crush on Scott Summers. Scott was one of the first X-Men to truly except her as part of the group and was genuine in his effort to make her become part of the team. However, Scott does not share Rogue's feeling. It maybe because of Rouge's inability to touch another human being but it's mainly because of Jean Grey. While Rogue is in love with Scott, Jean Grey is the person who owns Scott Summer's heart. And while Jean does have feeling for Scott, it seems that neither of the two has the courage to act on them. Needless to say, it's one weird and wacky love triangle. 

Summer was fast approaching and the entire Mansion was as busy as ever. Most of the seniors were getting ready for graduation, while the younger students were cramming at the last minute for their finals. As one of the seniors, Rogue has been spending the last couple of days hanging out with her best friend Risty. The two young girls did practically anything and everything together. They would study for their classes together, go shopping together, hell even at clubs they would dance together. Despite this great friendship, Rogue was lonely for a boyfriend and that was one department Risty couldn't help her with. All Risty could do was to keep Rogue company during her times of loneliness. 

One Thursday night, Rogue broke her curfew, and joined by Risty, went to a heavy metal concert in the city. When she returned to the mansion, she staggered about and bumped into numerous objects. She was quite stoned. While Rogue herself had never done any illegal drugs of any sort, just about every other person at the show did and the resulting cloud of smoke affected the southern Goth. She stumbled into her room and tried to lay herself down on her bed but missed completely and fell smack dab on her face. Hearing the impact, her roommate Kitty woke up with a startle.

"What the hell? Like, are you ok Rogue."

"Ah'll be fine, ah jus need ta sleep".

The young brunette got up out of her bed and went over to pick up her intoxicated roommate. Knowing the risk of her powers, Kitty carefully took hold of Rogue from underneath her arms. Kitty started to lift, but Rogue started to fall again. Rogue's hands frantically searched for anything to grab onto. The only thing her pale hands could find were Kitties hand, Kitties bare hand. Rogue screamed as she realized what she had just done and quickly let go of Kitty. However nothing happened. No memory transfer, no power transfer, just nothing. Rogue stared in complete shock at her hands; she can't even cope with the fact that she actually touched someone without anything happening. Kitty however was much more excited.

"Hey, like when did this happen?" Kitty asked.

"When did wha happen?" Rogue responded.

"You controlling your powers, I didn't know you could do that."

"Ah didn't know ah could either." 

The southern belle replied as she finally gained enough energy to sit herself down on the bed. She just stared at her hands in amazement and then her eyes start to water up. Kitty instinctively lowered herself down and gave Rogue a hug and a friendly kiss on the cheek. 

"Looks like your life is gonna be a lot more interesting."

As her roommate finished that sentence, a thought popped into Rogue's head and a devilish grin shot across her face.

"Kitty, why don't we keep this between the two of us for right now? I wanna surprise some people."

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The next morning, Rogue could hardly sit still through her classes. She finally has control of her powers. She didn't know how it happened, and truly didn't care. Her last class of the day was her English class, and it was the worst out of them all. Scott was there. With her powers no longer a problem, Rogue was prepared to finally make a move on him. She thought many different plans as she stared at him. He was easily the cutest boy in the mansion and among the cutest in the entire school. She took his entire body in and she eyed him up and down the entire class. Scott was a tall brown haired man, with long legs. At first glance he was just tall skinny guy, but Rogue had seen him many of times in his uniform and knew that he was quite muscular. She imagined doing all sorts of dirty things to him, and by the end of class had gotten herself quite horny. Her nipples were very hard and could easily be seen through both her green mesh top and black tank top. The black thong that she was wearing was getting thoroughly wet, and unconsciously Rogue spread her legs. However, she had forgotten that she was wearing her black leather skirt, which only went down to her mid thigh. Luckily for Rogue, the only person to notice the show was Mrs. Johnston, her teacher. Disgusted by the girl's whorish position, the teacher walked over and whispered something into the gothic girl's ear. Rogue quickly closed her legs and slouched down in her chair. As she crossed her arms around her breasts, a bright shade of red quickly engulfed the normally pale girl's face. A few of the students in the back start to laugh quietly and words like 'whore' 'slut' and 'skank' escaped from their mouths. Scott heard these words and became quickly angered by them and yelled back for them to shut up. He then looked over to Rogue and saw a single tear run down her face. Once the bell rang, Rogue quickly backed up her stuff and practically ran out of the classroom. 

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Once school let out, Rogue went straight to her room and collapsed on her bed and started to cry. She wasn't the most popular girl in the first place, but then going and embarrassing herself like just completely ruined her. Not to mention that any chances of getting with Scott had just gone out the window. As her mind drifted, her thoughts went back to her wet panties. She wiped the tears from her face and laid her back against the bed. 

"At least ah can get some type of enjoyment from this," Rogue thought.

She gently pulled up her black skirt revealing her soaping wet thong. She raised her legs and slowly took off her trenched thong. She let out a soft moan as the cloth clung to her wet pussy. Tossing the underwear to the floor, Rogues hands began to wander. Her hands found their way to her large breasts the one thing she loved about her body. They're a full C cup, hell lately her bras had seemed rather small and she could probably move up to a D cup. Despite their size, her breasts were that of a 17-year-old girl, and did not sag a bit. In fact they were very perky. Loving the feeling of her hands on them, Rogue continued to rub her nipples and pinched them until they were once again hard. Her hands left her breast and passed along her toned and firm stomach, and then finally found their way to skirt. She pulled the black leather up to reveal her beautiful pussy. She had a small amount of brown hair just above, but Rogue was shaved were it counted. Her index finger gently brushed down from the top to the bottom of her lips. A quiet moan was let out as she continued to tease herself. After a few more teasing passes, Rogue stuck her finger all the way in her pussy and moaned loudly in pleasure. She quickly found her clit and began to rub it in a delightful circular rhythm. Adding another finger, Rogue let out a whimper as she threw her head back in joy. She bit her lower lip as she began to feel an approaching orgasm. Her breathing was very heavy and she couldn't help but to let out moan after moan. Jamming her two digits in and out in a much faster rhythm, Rogue now felt the orgasm that was mere seconds away. But then two powerful *KNOCK* *KNOCK* pounded on her door. The approaching orgasm Rogue was about to achieve was obliterated as she remembered that she had forgotten to lock the door. Trying to catch her breath, Rogue desperately let out a 

"Just a second!"

She frantically removed her two wet fingers from her pussy and pulled down her skirt.

"Ok, yah can come in now." She said as she sat herself upright on the bed. The door opened up and a tall dark haired man stood at the other side of it. It was Logan aka Wolverine. 

"The Professor and I are gonna have a training session in about 10 minutes, get suited up and come down to the Danger Room," the gruff man commanded. 

"Sure thang, ah'll be down in a bit." Rogue said as a sense of relief showered over her. However, just as Logan was closing the door, he picked up an unusual sent. He sniffed the air a couple times. Rogues eyes widen in fear, as she knew what Logan was sniffing. After a few more sniffs, Logan recognized the unmistakable scent and gave a quick look to Rogue and raised an eyebrow to her. All she could choke out was

"What?"

"Nothin," Logan muttered as a smirk could be seen from the corner of his face. He then closed the door and went on his way. Rogue knew in her heart that he could smell her sex. With the mood completely destroyed; Rogue threw herself on to the bed and let out a sigh.

"Ah fuck."

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Ten minutes later, a handful of the X-Men and New Mutants were in the Danger Room training. Lately, Professor X and Wolverine have been training them in hand-to-hand combat. They thought it would be best to know how to fight without the use of their powers. With everything that had been happening lately, Rogue was in need of releasing some stress. Since she couldn't finish masturbating, an intense physical work out would have to do. As she spared with Evan, flashes of her English class came to her. In the back of her head she could hear the words 'whore' 'slut' and 'skank' over and over again. Then mixed into the voices were flashes of her fantasies about Scott. Then further mixed into those fantasies were flashes of her masturbating. When Rogue finally came out of this trance, Evan (her sparring partner) was on the ground and it looked like he had just taken quite a beating.

"Damn Rogue, what the fuck did I do?"

"Sorry sugah, guess ah got a little carried away with ma self."

Many students who witnessed this then proceeded to break out laughing at Evan, for he just got his ass handed to him by a girl.

After the sparring session, the students all went straight to bed. Rogue and Kitty slowly grudged into their room. Both of the girls were worn out beyond belief. Kitty was so tired that she didn't even have enough energy to remove her clothing. However, her powers were perfect for this situation. She simply phased herself and her uniform dropped to the ground, revealing a pair of pink panties and bra. Rogue however didn't have as much luck and had to strip down out her uniform. With no erg to put on anything else, she decided just to sleep in her bra and panties tonight. She climbed into her bed and for a brief second, Rogue thought of finishing her early masturbation session. She still had a tingle down there and had a great longing for an orgasm. She brought her hands back down to her panties and gently traced her finger across the material. However, exhaustion swept over her eyes and she drifted into sleep. 

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The following day was a Saturday and Rogue slept in till 11:00. When she finally woke, the sunlight filled the room and she groggily sat up in her bed. 

God damn it, she thought, Ah am still horny. The way thangs are goin with ma luck, ah'll never be able ta cum.

She got up out of her bed and decided to go take a shower. While she was still in her bra and panties, she didn't care. She stepped out of her room and walked down the hallway. 

"So far so good," the pale brunette thought.

But of course one of the doors in the hallway opened and out stepped the 14-year-old Bobby Drake. His jaw dropped as he saw the busty figure walking down the hallway in nothing but her underwear. Like any 14-year-old boy, the site of a girl in her underwear was instantly arousing. Rogue was totally embarrassed and looked down; she didn't even want to make eye contact with Bobby. As she looked down, she noticed the boy's erection. It didn't look all that big, but in her current state, anything would please her. For a second she stopped and considered pouncing on the young boy. But that was the problem, he was young and she felt it just wouldn't be right. So she continued on her way and entered the bathroom. But with a devilish grin Rogue turned around and blew Bobby a kiss and closed the door. Needless to say, Bobby went straight back into his room and had a sore wrist later on.

"Damn it, another thang to add to ma list of embarrassment," she thought, frowning. 

With a small sigh, she stripped out of her bra and panties. A low grumble escaped her mouth as her slightly wet pussy clung to the crotch of it of her panties, again. Tossing it aside, she turned the faucet to the shower and climbed in, the water was already warm. Her brown and white hair clung to her face as she hung her head under the pounding spray of the showerhead. The warm water felt terrific on her soft flesh and the bathroom quickly filled with steam. Lathering herself up with soap, she slowly washed her toned pale body, her fingertips crawling gently across her flesh. Casually, her fingers brushed against her swollen pink lips, sending a tingle through her pussy. Realizing that she would burst if she didn't cum soon, she slid two fingers deep into her drenched lips. 

A moan came from her throat as those fingers began to work hard and fast, obviously, she was not in the mood for teasing. A faint squishing sound could be heard as her fingers pounded in and out fiercely. Her free hand then slid its way up her body and stopped on her ample breast. She took it into her hand and squeezed it. Her hand rubbed all over her breast and she pinched her nipple, she let out another moan, as it became erect. Her fingers pounded away at her wet pussy as her other hand squeezed her breasts and in a few minutes, she was breathing heavily and quite close to cumming, her head swimming with the promise of pleasure. Feeling like her life depended on this one, simple orgasm she jammed her fingers in and out even faster. And then an unmistakable *BAMF* sound filled the room and a bright light flashed. The distraction threw off her orgasm. She took her fingers out and looked out to see short blue fuzzy guy brushing his teeth.

"Fuck Kurt, what the he'll are yah doing!!" Rogue yelled as she poked her head out of the shower, trying not to let the fuzzy elf see her naked.

"Oh shit Rogue, I'm sorry, Kitty told me that Scott was in here taking a shower." 

As he finished the sentence he finally noticed what was in front of him. Kurt was so desperate to have a girl; desperate enough that he didn't care about Rogue's gothic looks. He saw a beautiful girl, and didn't care what some other people might say. And right now she was a beautiful young girl, who was naked and wet and right in front of him. However, he couldn't see her figure as she was hidden behind the shower curtain. He slowly took a step to the left to maybe try and get a peek at her but that thought was quickly demolished.

"Don't yah dare take another step, or ah'll really make you black and blue." 

"Fine." The young German said as he gave up and teleported out. 

While Kurt was finally left, the mood was totally gone and having an orgasm was once again out of Rogue's reach.

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The rest of the day, Rogue tried to keep her mind off of sex. It was apparent that she wasn't going to find a moment of privacy to enjoy herself. So she found as many things as possible that wouldn't make her think about sex. She read a book, listened to some music and even did some homework. But all the while, she kept thinking about Scott. As she dreamed about him there came a couple *KNOCKS* at her door. At first she was so involved with her fantasies that she didn't even hear them. Two more *KNOCK* *KNOCK* came again, this time louder. She was wakened from her daydream and got up off her bed and went to the door. She opened and to her surprise and enjoyment, there stood Scott Summers. 

"Hey Rogue," the tall young man said.

A smile came across her face.

"Hey Scott." Rogue said as she ran her hands threw her hair, trying to make herself look presentable.

"I haven't seen you around all day. Kitty was getting worried about you, so she asked if I would come up and see how you're doing. What have you been up to?"

"Just messin around in my room, tryin to keep ma mind off some thangs. Ya wanna come in?" 

Scott casually strode into her room and briefly looked around. As Rogue shut the door, she glanced down the hallway, making sure nobody else was in site. She turned around and looked Scott up and down. She bite her lip nervously, she had never been in a situation like this and she was scared beyond her wits, but she was excited.

"So was it those asshole at school who you're trying to keep your mind off of?" Scott asked, he obviously was concerned about his teammates well being. 

Rogue took a deep breath and walked over to Scott. He turned around as he noticed that she was now right next to him. 

"Naw, ah was tryin to keep my mind off you." She then lifted her hand and moved it towards Scott face. Knowing the risk of physical contact with her, Scott backed away.

"Rogue, what the hell do you think you're doing?" 

However, she didn't say a word, she only responded in thrusting her hand onto his face. He braced himself for the coming pain and closed his eye. Yet, there was no pain, no absorbing of memories or powers. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Rogue. 

"Wha...when...how are you doing this?" the confused young man asked. 

Rogue gave no response. Her hand gently explored Scott's face. He fingers stopped as his lips, she then licked her own and threw herself at him. The two teen's lips interlocked. It was an uncomfortable and emotionless kiss. Scott pulled away from shock. Rogue looked at him; her face was filled with fear as she thought she had just been rejected. Scott stared back at her. 

He was in love with Jean; she was the girl he wanted to be with. While his heart belonged to Jean, his testosterone filled mind took over. With one deep breath, Scott moved in and kissed her, opening his mouth and snaking his tongue into her. She accepted his wet and soft tongue into her mouth, twirling it around with her own. They stood there completely interlocked in each other. 

He led Rogue to the bed and they sat down on it. He began to kiss and suck on her pale arched neck. Rogue eyes fluttered as her entire body tingled at the feeling of Scott's mouth on her flesh. She let out a low moan as he redoubled his efforts on her neck. His right hand then slowly made it's way from her shoulder down to her left breast. Rogue still had on her black tank top and green mesh shirt on. Despite the clothing in the way, the feeling of Scott's hand on her breast was wonderful. He brought himself back to Rogues mouth. He then placed both hands on her breasts and squeezed them. Just as Rogue opened her mouth to let out a moan, Scott lips engulfed her own, and her moan was muffled. 

Their tongues intertwined once again. They frantically kissed and probed each other with their tongues. Desperate for more contact, Rogue placed her hand on Scott's chest. She briefly rubbed his firm muscular chest, and then moved down. First to his toned stomach and then to the growing bulge in his pants. There she stopped and her hand began to massage the growth. With her lips immersed in his, she could hear a muffled moan come from the depths of his throat. Despite the tremendous sensation of Scott's entangled tongue with her own, she broke the lip lock. 


X-Men: Evolution Ch. 01



She then dropped to the ground and wiggled her way in between Scott's legs. She slid her hands up Scott's body and then back down, stopping at his groin. She began to unbutton his pants. She undid the button, and frantically pulled down the zipper. With a couple tugs, she brought his jeans down to his ankles, to reveal his black boxers. 

Rogue smiled as she saw the bulge in the middle of his underwear. She reached up, and with her pales hands took the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down. Scott began to breath heavily, he knew what was about to happen, and having never gone this far with a girl, he was quite nervous. Rogue pulled the underwear all the way down and they joined his jeans at the bottom of his ankles. 

Rogue then looked up and saw the object that she had desired for months. She reached out for it and took it into her trembling hand. Scott momentarily squirmed at the sudden pressure on his dick. Rogue smirked; she loved having that type of control over Scott. She began to jerk it in all different directions, and it soon became fully aroused. Rogue was now staring down the barrel of Scott's 7-inch cock; she could feel his pulse throbbing under her grip. A drop of milky liquid formed at the head and began to slowly flow down. 

She took a deep breath and looked up at Scott's face. He lifted out his hand and stroked the side of her face. She smiled. With another deep breath, Rogue dove in and in one fluid motion she took Scott's entire growth into her mouth, nearly choking herself. She slowly brought his shaft out of her mouth, using her tongue on it as it pasted out. Scott groaned out in pleasure. Rogue once again smiled at the effect she had on Scott. Her tongue snaked out and licked the top of his shaft; her lips followed and encircled his head. She withdrew as she tasted his pre-cum. It wasn't the greatest taste in the world but it was a part of Scott, something she would treasure no matter what. With her right hand, she lifted his length up and took his balls into her mouth. She alternated between the two as her other hand jerked his long shaft. 

Scott's breathing began to pick up. Never in his life had he experienced such bliss. Periodically he threw his head back as Rogue alternated between each of his sacs. Rogue then withdrew her mouth and once again took his entire length into her mouth. She slowly but surely slid his cock out of her mouth and withdrew to his head making a loud slurping sound. Scott nearly came right there, while Rogue managed to keep from laughing and once again slid Scott's cock down her mouth. She once again withdrew to the head, and repeated the swallowing over and over again. 

Scott's squirming intensified as the little slurping noises escaped Rogue's mouth. All he could do is look down in amazement as Rogue's head bobbed up and down. He knew fully well that this was her first time giving anyone a blowjob, but he knew she was a natural. Her white and brown hair fell down, covering her entire face as she continued to gobble his stiff cock. His one shaking hand then left his side and lifted Rogue's chin up. He could now see her face perfectly as she intensified her efforts. She enclosed his dick in her mouth, no hands, and began to suck and lick it furiously as her other hand wandered down and began to rub his tender balls. Soon Scott's balls began to tighten up and Scott moans intensified. She knew what was coming, but she had no intention of losing any contact from her love. Scott tired to stifle out a warning.

"R..R..Rogue...I'm g...gonna cum!" 

Rogue looked as his cock began to spasm. It squirted a glob of thick liquid into her awaiting mouth. She slid her mouth down his cock wanting every ounce. The white liquid continued to gush from Scott's head and Rogue swallowed every bit. Scott groaned out, his mouth hung wide open as he witnessed this slutty action. Not a drop escaped her purple lips. His eyes rolled back, making breathless gasping sounds. Rogue just watched him as he continued to cum into her mouth, making amusing noises and even funnier faces. As the last spasm hit Scott, he threw his head back violently. A little to violently, as the jolt threw his glasses from his face. And as we all know, without his ruby quartz glasses covering his eyes, Scott's optic blasts lets loose. And it did, with disastrous results. A red energy beam shot out from his eyes and ripped through Rogue's ceiling.

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Later in Professor Xavier's office... 

"Scott, you are one of the most cautious people when it comes to controlling their mutant powers, how did this happen?" Professor X inquired.

"Um...ah...well...it's like this..." Scott stammered on trying to think of a way to explain it to the Professor; besides truth, that Rogue was playing a game of gobble the wiener. 

"It's like this Professor," Rogue interrupted, "Scott and I were talking, I walked over to him, I tripped and Scott tried to catch me. His glasses fell off in the process." The young Goth explained as she shot a nervous look to Scott.

After a long pause, the Professor satisfied with their explanation, dismissed the two teens. They both walked out and as soon as they exited, Rogue instantly threw her arms around Scott. She pressed her body up against Scott's, pressing her large breast up against his chest. Scott shuttered at their feeling.

"So sugah, wanna go ta ya room and finish what we started?"

Scott gulped.

"Look...Rogue...I really, REALLY enjoyed what we did in your room, you we're outstanding. And you are a beautiful girl...you have a fantastic body..." Rogue smiled at the compliments. But soon realized what was coming.

"But?"

"But...I'm... in love with Jean." Rogue slowly unwrapped her arms from Scott's shoulders. "It would be great to go up to my room and have sex, it's hard to resist. But it wouldn't be fair to you, and I wouldn't feel right about that.

Rogue slowly backed away from Scott and crossed her arms.

"Ah...ah undastand. It sucks and I'm pissed but ah undastand." But then a smile once again found her face. "Well, if yah eva change yah mind, don't forget ah love to give." Just as she finished her statement, her tongue snaked out from her mouth and licked her dark purple lips. Scott walked off laughing his ass off. 

At that moment Jean walked by Scott and gave him a deadly glance. The tall red head then walked up to Rogue and after giving another evil eye, Jean walked off in a serious hissy fit. It was obvious to Rogue that Jean must have used her telepathic powers to find out what happened between Scott and herself. But Rogue didn't care. She may not have had sex with Scott, and hell she didn't even have an orgasm. All that didn't matter. She tasted Scott's sweet cock before Jean, and there was nothing in the world which could take that away from Rogue.

THE END...for now...



X-Men: Evolution Ch. 02



It had been a week since Rogue and Scott's encounter. All of the students finished their finals and the seniors finally graduated from high school. In honor of the recent events, the headmaster of the School for the Gifted, Professor Charles Xavier, decided to throw a party for the young mutants. And with a pool located behind the mansion what better party, then a pool party? While the instructors prepared the food, most of the students lounged around the pool. Being young and free of school, the mutants were definitely enjoying themselves. 

However, Rogue, being the gothic recluse that she was, isolated herself from the group. She lay down on a lawn chair and tried to stay as far away from her peers. Especially while wearing a bathing suit, Rogue normally secluded herself like this due to her powers. She always feared that someone might accidentally touch her, activating her mutant power, and get hurt. However, Rogue had just recently discovered that she could control her absorption powers. Only Kitty and Scott knew of Rogue's control and for the moment, she decided to keep it that way. Old habits die-hard and Rogue enjoyed her privacy. 

As she lay there, trying desperately to get a tan, she occasionally caught some of he boys looking at her. 

Ya know, Rogue thought, For a girl who isn't all that popular, ah sure do get gawked at a lot.  With the fear of her mutant power gone, Rogue decided it was safe to wear a black and purple bikini. The small bikini showed off Rogue's body to perfection. Her smooth pale white legs led up to her firm and toned stomach. These two attributes alone would drive most pubescent boys to madness. However nothing compared to her ample chest. Needless to say Rogue's breasts were much too large for the material to cover. 

Having never worn a bikini before, Rogue was definitely unprepared for the reaction of the male students. 

Mental note, don't sport cleavage. She thought to herself. Guys practically trip over their tongues.  

Trying to dismiss the gawkers, she gently put down her sunglasses and her head drifted to one side as she tried to relax in the cool sunlight. Her mind wandered to a variety of things. However one thing stood out above the rest, her little encounter with Scott. The past week, it had been the only thing she thought of. Just the thought of having him in her mouth again sent shivers down her spine. As she enveloped herself with images of Scott's member, an unnoticed person snuck up on Rogue. 

"Hey, like, why don't you put those things away?" 

Rogue tilted her head. Through her shades, she noticed a short, thin brunette girl standing in front of her. 

"What was that, Kitty?" Rogue asked. 

"Your boobs, why don't you put them away before one of the guys pass out from lack of blood flow to the head." 

"You're just jealous that you don't have boobs to flaunt," the sassy gothic girl snapped back. 

Kitty looked down at her own chest. Her breast could barely even fill up her B cup bikini top. 

"Good point," Kitty consented as she sat down next to Rogue. "It's funny, we're roommates and I've like barely seen you lately. I guess what with finals and graduation and all." 

Rogue sat herself up as she noticed that Kitty was about to talk her ear off. However the conversation took a sudden turn for a more appealing subject. 

"So, are the rumors true?" Kitty questioned. 

"What rumors?" 

"You and Scott, word has it that you two hooked up." 

"What!!!" Rogue exclaimed as her eyes widened. 

"Don't worry, like, most of the students have pretty much dismissed it has pure rumor. You know, because of your powers and all." Kitty explained. "But I know different, I know you have control over your abilities." 

Rogue slouched back down and crossed her arms over her chest. It was quite obvious that she was very upset on hearing this. 

"So, like how was it?" 

A smile shot across Rogue's face as she thought back to that day. 

"Well, first we kissed. And ah must say that he has the best lips in the school. Not to mention that tongue of his." Rogue then sat herself up as she started to enjoy the conversation. "Mmm, he tasted so nice." 

Kitty just sat there, listening to her roommates every word with the biggest grin on her face. 

"Oh my god, then he started sucking on my neck! Just him sucking on my neck coulda made me...go crazy." 

Kitty then butted in "I wonder how good he is at sucking on other things." 

Rogue's head darted over to Kitties and their eyes meet. The two young girls both fell over laughing uncontrollably. Once they gained their composure, Rogue started up the girl talk again. 

"Well, unfortunately we didn't get that far. But I did get to prove my wonderful oral skills." Rogue admitted with a naughty grin. 

Kitty smiled again as an expression of interest covered her face. 

"Wow, aren't you a little slut." Kitty giggled. "So..was he...big?" 

"Well," Rogue said as she thought. "While I have nobody to compare him to, I'd have to say yes. More than a mouthful." 

"Nice, I always thought Scott was well hung," Kitty admitted and after a bit of hesitation asked her next question. "What did he taste like?" 

"Mmmm, very nice, his skin was so smooth. When I first tasted his juices, it was kinda bitter. However when he came it got a little sweeter, not to mention it was nice and warm. Just thinking about it gets me hungry." 

"Oh my god! You swallowed? Kitty exclaimed. 

"What? Like you wouldn't? You'd never do that with your boyfriend?” 

"I don't know if I’d call Lance my boyfriend. Whatever he is, I don't like him that much." 

"Well, don't knock it until you've tried it sugah." 

"So are you two, like dating now?" 

"No, despite the wonders my mouth gave him, I still couldn't get him to forget about little Miss Perfect." 

"Yeah, like Scott will probably always love Jean." 

Rogue looked over at Scott. His long strong legs led up to his blue and yellow shorts, which perfectly hugged his ass. As he turned around Rogue noticed his muscular and smooth chest. It sent shivers up Rogue's body. However, just then a hand was placed upon his shoulder. And soon enough a body joined the hand as it leaned up against Scott's body. Rogue's eyes winced in anger and she finally realized who the person was. The ever perfect Miss Jean Grey. 

"Gawd, look at her," Kitty exclaimed, "She's like hanging all over Scott." 

"Ah don't see what Scott see's in her," Rogue jabbed. "Ah mean her boobs are so much smaller than mine. And look, her ass is so flat that she can't even keep it in her bikini!"

Kitty giggled at the roasting. "Yeah but, like I think guys like the ass crack look." 

"Ah bet she isn't even a natural red head," Rogue said as she continued to mock Jean. 

Kitties face then lit up with a brilliant idea. 

"Hey, like, you should go find out!" 

Rogue glanced over at her roommate. 

"Um…why?" 

"To see if she is a natural red head. And you can embarrass the hell out of her in the process. All the guys in the school would thank you." 

Rogue was shocked to hear such an evil idea coming from her `innocent' roommate. 

"Yeah, that would be pretty hot." Rogue admitted. Her eyes widened as the words left her lips and quickly tried to recover. "For the guys ah mean." 

"Well," Kitty said as she got up out of her chair, "I better get going before we get expelled or something. I'll see ya later." 

Rogue waved and slouched back down in her chair. 

Jean bottomless is hot? She thought to herself. What the hell is wrong with me today?  

She closed her eyes, and tried to get back to her tanning, desperately trying to shake the `scary' image of Jean bottomless. 

******************** 

Later that day Rogue was in her room. She lay in her bed with her headphones on, drowning out the world. Despite the heavy metal blaring into her head all Rogue could think about was Jean. Normally anger and resentment were the only things Rogue felt toward Jean. However this time, all she could think about was shanking her in front of everybody. 

Gawd, why am ah obsessing over this, she thought to herself. Ah would never be that mean to somebody. So why am ah thinking about it so much, why else would ah wanna do that?  

Before she could answer herself Mr. Logan (aka Wolverine) burst into the room. 

"Hey kid! Take those damn things off." 

She quickly removed them and sat her self-upright. 

"Geez what is it?" She asked, somewhat panicked. 

"Your girlfriends on the phone." 

Rogue looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. 

"Your friend Risty." Logan tried to remind her. 

"Oh!" Rogue blurted out. "Geez ah thought you were sayin I was ga.. never mind." 

As Rogue picked up her telephone Logan gave her one more weird look before leaving the room. 

"Hey Risty what's up?" 

"Hey Rogue! There is another "Pop Sucks" concert tonight and I got some tickets. You totally need to come with me! It's gonna be a blast!" 

"Alright when is it?" Rogue asked. 

"In a couple hours. I'll be over to pick you up in say 10 minutes?" 

"I gotta put on mah makeup first, make it 20 minutes. Ok? See ya then bye." 

She hung up the phone and walked over to her closet. She quickly slipped on a light purple sweatshirt over her black tank top. Combined with a black pair of jeans she was ready to go. It might not be sexy but it was a hell of a lot more comfortable. She exited her room and walked down the hallway. As she came upon the bathroom, she heard a faint sound. 

Damnit, someone’s gotta be using freaking shower right when I need to use the bathroom.  

She knocked on the door. No response. She twisted the doorknob and slowly poked her head. She couldn't see who it was exactly but through the shower curtains, Rogue noticed it was a very slim figure. 

Maybe it's Scott, Rogue thought to herself. 

"Hello?" Rogue hesitantly asked. 

The figure quickly turned around. 

"Is that you Rogue?" Jean asked. 

Rogue pouted, disappointed that it wasn't Scott. 

"Yeah it's me." She entered the room and made her way for the sink and mirror. "Ah need to put on some makeup." 

"Oh, go right ahead, I don't mind." Jean pleasantly suggested. 

"Wasn't asking for your permission Red," Rogue whispered to herself. 

"What was that Rogue?" 

"Oh nothing," Rogue smiled to herself as she started to rummage through her make up kit. 

She pulled out some eyeliner and unscrewed the cap. Rogue lifted her head up to apply the dark blue coloring across her eyelids. As she coated the makeup on, her eyes unintentionally glanced over to the shower. She quickly recomposed herself as she finally realized what she was staring at. Rogue resumed and once again fumbled through her bag to fine her mascara. Her head quickly darted up as she heard the shower faucet screech shut. Her heart skipped a beat and a sense of anticipation overcame her. Her fingers trembled as she unscrewed the mascara tube. She once again lifted her head and applied the black mascara to each of her eyelashes, trying not to look over at Jean. 

Then at the corner her eye Rogue noticed the shower curtain pull back. Out stretched Jeans long leg. Rogue couldn't help but marvel at Jean's slender smooth stems. Rogue's eyes twinkled as the light glistened off the wetness of Jeans leg. Once Jean fully emerged from the shower, Rogue noticed that she had already draped herself in a white towel. 

Holy Crap, Rogue thought to herself. 

The site of Jean tightly wrapped in a towel was too much for Rogue, and she dropped her mascara. She frantically tried to recompose herself and fumbled around for her lipstick. She found a good dark blue color, perfectly matching her eyeliner. She rubbed the stick across her lips, dabbing here and there and rolling her lips over one another. Rogue's heart accelerated as Jean walked up beside her. Jean looked in the mirror over at Rogue and gave her a kind smile. She then began to run her fingers through her long, wet red hair. As Jean stretched her arms upwards, Rogue couldn't help but stare at Jeans breast, swelling up against her towel. 

Oh ma gawd, get hold of yourself Rogue, she thought to herself. 

Rogue ran her own fingers through her white and brown hair. She hunched her shoulders back. 

Sneakers, check. Black pants, check. Black thong riding up my ass. check. Purple shoulder less sweater, check. Black bra with exposed straps, check. Makeup, check. Ok I'm all ready to go. 

Rogue turned around and made her way for the door. As she began to turn the doorknob, she heard a hair dryer kick in. She turned her head and saw Jean drying her hair. Rogue's eyes drifted down Jeans back and stopped at her ass. Just barely poking out from the bottom of the towel, Rogue could make out two distinct curves of Jeans ass. 

Hmm, maybe not as bad as I thought... Gawd STOP IT ROGUE! You're not gay.  

She shook her head and left the room. 

********************** 

Fear in me so deep It gets the best of me In the fear I fall Here it comes face to face with me Here I stand Hold back so no one can see I feel these wounds "ROGUE!" Step down..Step down..Step Am I breaking Can I break away Push me away Make me Fall Just to see What I see "ROGUE!" The other side of me Fall back on me.  

"HEY ROGUE!! HELLO?!?" Risty screamed for the third and final time. 

Rogue snapped out of her trance with a violent jolt. 

"WHAT?" She yelled back. 

"I SAID THIS BAND IS PRETTY GOOD AREN'T THEY?" Risty screamed back, barely hearing her own voice over the bands intense noise. 

"YEAH, I GUESS." Rogue shrugged. 

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, YOU'RE ALL MOPY?" 

"JUST HAVE STUFF ON MA MIND." 

"WHAT LIKE SCOTT?" Risty questioned. 

"YEAH,...HE'S BEEN ON MA MIND A LOT I GUESS." Rogue admitted. 

"WHY DON'T YOU TRY AGAIN, MAYBE ANOTHER BLOWJOB WILL CONVINCE HIM!" Risty screamed with a devilish smile. 

"NAH, HE'S TOO HUNG UP ON JEAN." Rogue responded. "IT OVER, AH DON'T THINK AH HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE TO HOOK UP WITH JEAN! 

Risty gave her friend a second glance. 

"WHAT'D YOU SAY?" The purple haired girl asked. 

"AH SAID AH DON'T THINK AH HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE TO HOOK UP WITH SCOTT!" Rogue repeated. 

"OH," Risty said with a big smile. "I COULD HAVE SWORN YOU SAID SOMETHING ELSE!" 

"NEXT UP ON THE MAIN STAGE.KORN!!!" 

The two girls looked at each other. 

"Time to go home." They simultaneously agreed. 

****************** 

"Thanks for tha ride Risty." Rogue said as she got up out of the car.

"Hey Rogue," Risty responded. Rogue turned around and bent down, sticking her head in the car. "Wanna got out clubbing tomorrow night, I'm itching for some excitement!" 

"It's 2:00 in the morning Risty. Ah need sleep. Ask me again tomorrow." Rogue explained with a tired look on her face. 

They exchanged goodbye and Risty sped off, while Rogue turned around and walked into the mansion. As she approached her room she slowed down her pace. Not wanting to wake up her roommate Kitty, Rogue slowly and quietly entered her room. As she tiptoed to her bed, she glanced over at Kitties bed. 

"Kitty," Rogue whispered. "Are you there?" 

No reply. 

"Kitty?" Rogue again asked, this time louder. She turned on a light only to find that her roommate's bed was empty. 

It's 2 am, where the hell is that girl? Rogue thought to herself. 

She walked over to her bed and kicked off her shoes. She then slipped her sweater off and let it drop to the ground. Then with an effortless flick, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off. A cold shiver went down spine as the cool air came into contact with her flesh. Rogue quickly slipped into her bed and pulled the sheets up. She lay there comfortably in the warmth of her blankets. However sleep was not coming to her. She looked over at her clock. 

Damnit, 2:15 in the morning and I'm wide-awake. Rogue thought to herself. 

She slipped a hand down her thong. 

Well this always soothes me to sleep, Rogue thought. 

Her small hand moved right to work. Her fingers parted her pussy and her other hand moved to join it, rubbing and pinching at her clit. She let out a low moan as she slid two fingers deeper into her pussy. 

Oh ah wish Scott was doin this, Rogue thought as she began to thrust her fingers wildly in and out of her dripping snatch. 

She lifted her head and locked her eyes on her pussy. As she pounded her fingers into her pussy, her other hand left her clit and slipped past the material of her bra. She began to rub and squeeze her nipple, moaning as it became erect. She gasped loudly as she could feel the swell of a long awaited orgasm. She threw her head back, resting it on her pillow. She bit her lower lip as she tried to fight back the orgasm, wanting for the pleasure to last forever. 

Ah wish your cock was in me Scott. 

She began to wail and moan loud as her fingers slammed deep into her wet pussy. She bit her lip and tried to keep quiet, as an immense orgasm crashed down on Rogue. But she still let out a loud moan as she squeezed her legs together with her hand still in-between her pale thighs. 

"Mmm, oh yes, oh yes! mmm..ah..ah..Oh Jean!" Rogue collapsed back with a loud sigh of contentment. She just lay there on her bed; her tight pussy still occupied by her fingers. She looked down at her sweaty body, her fingers were still slowly moving in and out. She tried to regain her breath as she recovered in the after glow of a sensational orgasm. Then, a sudden realization came over Rogue and her eyes widened in disbelief. 

"Oh Jean?" 





X-Men: Evolution Ch. 02



"Hooray," Rogue sarcastically responded. 

Not wanting to be tortured by `Miss Perfect' anymore, Rogue got up and headed straight for the door. 

"Where you going?" Jean asked with a disappointed look on her face. "Don't you wanna stay, we never seem to talk to each other?" 

Rogue turned around and while walking backwards responded with the snippiest face. 

"As much as Ah'd enjoy that, Ah got take a shower." 

****************** 

So after a hot shower and a change of clothes Rogue was ready; ready to do a whole bunch of nothing. 

"Gawd Ah'm so bored," the young gothic girl sighed as she flung herself down on her bed. 

"What to do, what to do?" Rogue mumbled to herself while she stared off into space. However, a sudden knocking at her door tore her away from her thoughtlessness with a sudden jolt. 

"Rogue? Can we talk?" 

Not budging an inch Rogue responded clearly annoyed. 

"What do ya want Jean?" 

"Well can you let me in first?" Jean politely requested. 

"Ugh, Jesus Christ what do you want?!?" Rogue shouted as she stomped over and flung open her door. 

"Well nice to see you to," Jean coolly smiled. She slowly entered the room, taking her time as she strolled by the enraged Rogue. She then abruptly turned and faced Rogue. 

"You see, Professor Xavier actually asked me to stay here and talk to you." Jean blurted out. Rogue just stood there and glared back at Jean, her face completely filled with anger. 

"And what the fuck would Ah wanna talk to you about?" 

"Well, recently the Professor has been picking up some interesting telepathic vibes from you, very strong vibes.." Jean explained. "Normally telepathes can block most emotional vibes that other people give off, however even the most skilled can't block sexual vibes." 

Rogue's anger disappeared and her face was filled with shock and fear. 

"Yeah...well...he shouldn't have been reading ma mind," Rogue said. 

"Well, even the most skilled telepath can't block such powerful sexual thoughts. And you've been giving off some pretty powerful thoughts." Jean said as she grinned smugly. 

"But that's not what the Professor is concerned about, it's the content of these thoughts is what is troubling him, and you." 

Rogue's eye managed to widen even larger in fear. 

"So how long have you been fantasizing about women?" Jean unexpectedly asked. 

Rogue nearly fell over from the shock of the question. 

"Ah calm on Rogue, you can tell me. After all that's why the Professor asked me to talk to you. I'm bisexual as well." Jean admitted with a smile. 

"Really?" Rogue surprisingly asked. 

"Yep," Jean shrugged with smile. "And just like you, I'm bisexual because of my mutant powers." 

Rogue shook her head, confused as to what she just heard. 

"You see," Jean said "Most telepathic people tend to turn gay or bisexual. It's mainly because of the whole reading the opposite sex's mind and all. I guess after reading enough guys minds, women start to appreciate and be attracted to other women. Same thing goes for guys." 

Rogue was shocked by this unexpected confession. All she could do was stand there in silent daze. 

"So anyway, the Professor thinks that you have the same thing going with your powers." Jean continued. "When you make skin to skin contact with someone, you absorb their memories, and in the case of guys those memories include their attraction to women." 

Rogue thought about it for a second, and it made complete sense. Only in the last two years had she started to feel attracted to other women. Coincidentally her mutant powers have only been around for two years. Her train of thought was then interrupted as Jean continued. 

"Yeah the Professor was expecting that you might turn lesbian or something, but I don't think he expected you to suddenly gain control of your powers." Jean admitted. 

Rogue looked up, once again shocked. 

"How did you know Ah had control over ma powers?" Rogue asked. 

"Well the Professor read Scott's mind after he put a hole in your ceiling. The Professor saw what you two were actually doing in here." Jean explained, still wearing an evil smile. 

"Jeez Rogue, you get control of your powers and not three days go by before you have a cock in your mouth. What a slut." 

Rogue went to slap Jean, but the tall redhead easily dodged it and grabbed Rogue's hand. Rogue tried to slap her again, but it was once again grabbed. Rogue face was filled with anger as she stared into Jean's green eyes. Then without warning, Jean lunged her face forward and locked lips with the enraged brunette. Rogue's eyes widened in surprise. For a few brief seconds she enjoyed the sensation of kissing another girl, however her senses quickly recovered. She pulled away and broke the kiss. 

"What the fuck do you think your doing?!?" Rogue screamed. 

Jean just looked at the shorter gothic girl and calmly replied. 

"What you wanted me to do. Or did I miss read you when you were staring at me at the pool party? Or when you were staring at me when I got out of the shower?" Jean inquired. 

"First off, who gave you permission to read my mind?" Rogue screamed back. "Second, just cause I was staring at your `ugly' ass body doesn't mean I wanted you to kiss me!" 

Jean quietly laughed to herself. 

"Oh is that so Miss Rogue? So who was it then that you were thinking about last night, while your fingers were inside your wet little pussy?" Jean further inquired. And in the most innocent voice proceeded on "Hmmm, I could have sworn I saw images of me in that dirty little head of yours." 

Rogue just stood there in complete shock. There was no way she could explain her way out of this. Jean was the first to break the silence. 

"That's what I thought. Deep down you want me; you want me even more than you want Scott." 

Rogue tried to deny these accusations but she couldn't find the words. Jean stepped in closer. 

"Oh, it's ok sweetie, I won't tell anyone. I got a rep to protect too you know?" Rogue looked up, and a sense of ease overwhelmed her at hearing Jean's statement. 

"But," Jean continued, "I do plan on having a little fun." 

And with that Jean once again threw her self on to Rogue and entangled their lips. Rogue let a whimper of both surprise and pleasure. Jean was quick to part Rogue's mouth with her tongue. Jean slowly traced her hands up Rogue's back and rested them at the top of her shoulders. Rogue tried to pull her head back and release herself from the kiss, but Jean refused. She thrust her tongue farther into Rogue's mouth and slowly crept her hands down Rogue's back and sent a shiver threw her spine. Her hands went down further and slid her fingers over Rogue leather skirt. Jean tightly closed her hands and squeezed Rogue firm ass, causing her to let out a muffled moan. Rogue's eyes slowly shut and her hesitancy finally melted away. She wrapped her pale hands around Jean's thin waist and pulled her in closer, pressing each other's bodies against one another. Rogue then opened her mouth more, accepting Jeans tongue and interlacing it with her own. For a while, the two girls stood there completely engrossed in each other's mouths. Rogue was the first to break the kiss. She stared into Jean's eyes as she brought her hands to the bottom of Jeans purple T-shirt. Jean smiled as she raised her arms up. In one fluid motion, Rogue slipped the piece of clothing off and threw it to the ground. Rogue looked down and marveled at the beauty of Jean's breasts; even confined in a red lace bra they were a thing of beauty. Jean telepathically heard Rogue and smiled. 

"Hey honey," Jean said as she lifted Rogue's chin, "Yours are so much more beautiful." 

Rogue blushed at the compliment as she looked down at her own rack. 

"And I wanna see them!" Jean yelled. She quickly grabbed hold of both Rogue's green mesh top, and black tank top. Before Rogue knew what happened she was standing there completely topless. 

"No bra," Jean commented "Well I guess it would be a shame to confine such large assets as these." 

Jean brought her hands up and took both pieces of flesh into her hands. Rogue closed her eyes; the sensation of having someone else's hands on her breasts was tremendously good. Jean's hands swirled around as she gave both breasts numerous good squeezes. She then lowered her head and took Rogue's right breast into her mouth. Rogue opened her eyes as she let out a moan. She looked down at her red haired partner, she smiled as Jean continued to lick and suck away at the large breast. Jean's other hand continued to work Rogue's other breast, gently squeezing and pinching her erect nipple. Simultaneously, Jean firmly pinched and bit down on both of Rogue's nipples, causing her to react with a sudden intake of breath. Rogue then looked down again at Jean, this time their eyes meet. Rogue could barely handle the image she perceived. 

Look at her. Those beautiful green eyes, and the most innocent look on her face. Oh ma god, Jean Grey, the girl that Ah can't stand, sucking away on my boob. And Ah can't believe Ah'm loving it!  

Jean took her mouth away from Rogue's breast, only to switch to the other one. Her tongue snaked out and flicked Rogue's hard nipple, teasing it. Jean then took the nipple into her mouth and began to suck it, almost like a baby. Each time Jean took in the breast, Rogue gasped. Jean smiled at the reaction she was causing. After sucking her breast for a while longer, Jean unexpectedly bite down on Rogue's nipple, this time rather hard. It caused Rogue to let out a whimper of pain. 

Ow you bitch, Rogue thought to herself. 

"I heard that darling." Jean said as took her mouth away from Rogue breast. "But that's ok, I'll forgive you." 

Jean then slowly kissed her away up from Rogue's chest, snaking her tongue along Rogue's collarbone, and stopping at her pale neck. There she gave a few tantalizing kisses, wetting Rogue's skin. Jean then gently put her lips together and blew a bit of air on to the wet skin, sending a shiver down Rogue's back. Jean then wrapped her red lips around Rogue's neck again, this time passionately sucking the pale flesh. Rogue's eyes fluttered in response. Her mind went back one week, to her rendezvous with Scott. Her current position with Jean reminded her of the same way Scott sucked on her neck. 

Scott was better though, Rogue determined. 

Jean once again heard Rogue, utilizing her telepathic abilities. She decided to ignore the comment and not disrupt the mood. 

By this time, Jean had given so much pleasure, that Rogue's panties were soaked. Wanting to speed things up a bit, Rogue decided to make a move. While Jean continued to suck on her neck, Rogue's hands left her sides. She traced them along Jean's smooth stomach and proceeded on to her back. There she slowly crept her purple fingernails up Jeans back, stopping at her red lace bra. Jean smiled as she felt her bra unclasp. 

"If only my ex-boyfriend was as skilled as you are at unhooking bras,' Jean explained, "We might have actually gotten somewhere." 

She then took a few steps back from Rogue. One strap at a time, in the most seductive manner, Jean slipped off her bra. 

"So what do you think?" Jean asked in a sultry tone. "They may not be as ample as yours but..." Before she could finish Rogue interrupted her. 

"Let's just give them a test run. I'll rate them later." She wrapped one handsaround Jean's waist and pulled her close. Rogue clasped her other hand around Jean's breast giving each numerous good honks 

Almost as fun to play with as Scott's co... 

"Oh Rogue, that hurts," Jean interrupted. 

Rogue looked up at Jean, who was wearing the poutiest face imaginable. She then looked back down and took a nipple into her mouth. Rogue gave it a couple good flicks with her tongue before pulling it out of her mouth. She then alternated to other neglect breast and devoured it. Jean smiled. 

"Ok, you're forgiven." 

Jean looked down as Rogue's mouth and tongue continued to work her breast. She moaned as Rogue slurped one breast. Jean closed her eyes and waited for Rogue to switch. However, she soon noticed a small tugging at her pants. Jean opened her eyes and looked down at Rogue, who was now on her knees, occupied with unbuttoning Jeans tan quaky pants. 

"What that's it? You barely even touched them!" Jean yelled as she grabbed her own breasts. 

"In a few minutes, you won't care sugah." Rogue said as she finally unbuttoned Jeans pants. She slid her hands past Jean's thighs and firmly squeezed her tight butt, causing Jean to yelp. Rogue then slid her fingers up, grabbed hold of the top and pulled the material off. Jean lifted each leg, which allowed Rogue to completely remove the unwanted clothing. Rogue then looked up. Jean quite possibly had the best legs Rogue had ever seen. They were silky smooth, perfectly tan, and astoundingly tall. Rogue's green eyes traced the beautiful stems up, higher and higher until they reached the prize, a bright red silk thong. 

Hmmm, Rogue thought to herself, Red hair, red bra, and red thong. I wonder if everything on this girl is red.  

She quickly took hold of the straps and pulled them down, gravity did the rest. Jean immediately kicked them off and out of the way. Jean then noticed a quick pout of Rogue's lips, almost in disappointment. 

"Something wrong?" Jean asked. 

"Eh.. not really, ah just wanted to see if you were a natural red head...Oh well!" Rogue then started to move her head towards Jean's shaved mound. Her tongue snaked out ready to work it's magic. However Jean's own hands unexpectedly obstructed the target. 

"Wait wait wait!" Jean exclaimed. "Before you do that, we need to get rid of that." She said as she pointed down at Rogue's black leather skirt. Jean held out her hand and helped raise Rogue to her feet. Jean then reached out her hand to deal with the clothing, but was abruptly pushed on to the bed by Rogue. 

"Take it easy!" Jean yelled. 

By now hormones had completely taken control Rogue. Her hands grasped her own bare breasts, squeezing each, while tugging at the erect nipples. Rogue turned around as she continued to knead her own breasts, never breaking eye contact with Jean. Jean however, was staring at Rogue's ass, tightly confined in black leather. Rogue's hands then left her breasts and found their way to the zipper located at the back of the skirt. Very slowly, and seductively she unzipped the skirt, gradually exposing more and more flesh. Once fully unzipped, Rogue made an unexpected move. She bent her entire upper body down to the floor, bringing her skirt and thong with her, while keeping her legs horizontally erect. Jean couldn't help but laugh. 

This girl has an inner stripper.  

Rogue slowly raised herself, while tracing a hand up her smooth pale thigh, stopping at her firm ass. She then turned herself around, giving Jean a full view of her naked body. Jean couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful body before her. 

Perfect breasts, tight stomach, smooth legs, firm ass, Jean commented to herself, and look at that, I've got her dripping wet  

"It seems you like what you see?" Rogue asked. Jean gave Rogue's body another quick one over 

"You should completely shave babes, I don't like that little landing strip." 

"Well that's to bad, ah like it," Rogue said as she moved in closer towards the bed, while Jean slowly back herself further up the bed; neither broke eye contact. 

"Besides, I'm sure Scott would like it," Rogue stated as she slowly climbed up the bed on her hands and knees, making her way towards Jean, who now was sitting against the head of the bed. 

No Rogue, after I'm done with you, you'll never go near Scott again.  

Rogue, now lying on her stomach, had positioned herself right between Jean's spread legs. Rogue slowly traced her right hand up Jean's smooth thigh. Her fingers were trembling. However, it didn't prevent her black finger nails from sending chills through Jean's body. Rogue then finally brought her left hand up and with her pale fingers spread Jeans wet pussy. She then brought her right hand to the glistening opening, and with two fingers began to rub the pink lips. Even with Rogues eyes completely absorbed in her finger work, she could still notice Jeans squirming. Each gentle rub slicked Rogue's fingers with juices. She then brought her fingers up to her mouth. Her tongue snaked out and encircled itself around the soaked digits. She savored the delicious taste as she lapped up every last drop. Rogue then brought the salvia-wetted fingers back down to Jean's pussy, this time inserting two fingers deep inside. Jean moaned as Rogue curled her fingers and began to rub the interior of her pussy. Rogue slowly withdrew her fingers, coated it in juices. Just as her fingertips emerge, Rogue jamed them back in, as deep as possible. Her other hand then started to rub Jean's clit. A series of low moans escaped Jean's mouth and her eyes fluttered as Rogue's fingered quickened. 

 

By now, Rogue own pussy was dripping. She ached to taste Jean and could no longer control herself. She removed her hands from Jean's pussy, causing her to moan from the loss of contact. Rogue then quickly buried her hands underneath Jean's legs, firmly squeezing Jean's ass. The red head's back arched in reaction to the act, shoving her wet pussy into Rogues face. Her tongue immediately dove into the opening, licking around the lips with a furious intensity. Rogue's fully extended tongue then gave a few circular laps of Jean's wet lips. Jean's head fell backward as she relished the feeling. Her breathing began to pick up and her moans became more and more frequent. She then lifted her head up and looked down at Rogue, who had now started to lick her clit. The feeling was overwhelming and she could feel a building sensation growing deep within her. She cried out as Rogue gave a deep, long lick up her slit. Rogue buried her face in the pussy, taking every bit into her mouth, while her tongue probed. Each time Jean let out moan, it increased Rogue's pace. Jean was breathing heavily and her moans could barely be isolated. Rogue knew she was close. Then it happened, Jean let out a loud cry of pleasure as her toes curled and her hands took a handful of bedding. Rogue noticing the climax opening her mouth wide and lapping up every ounce that gushed from Jean's pussy. Jean let out moan after moan as her deep and intense orgasm subsided. She slowly but surely caught her breath. She slowly opened her dazed eyes. She looked down at Rogue; her tongue still buried in her pussy. 

"I don't think there is anything else to lick up darling," Jean said.

Rogue took her mouth away; her purple lips shinned with Jean's juices. 

"It almost sounds like you didn't like that," Rogue responded as she sat herself up on her knees. Jean moved in closer. 

"Actually, that was probably the best orgasm I ever had." Jean said with a big smile. "I just want to return the favor." She then brought her lips down and took Rogue into a passionate kiss. Jean's tongue was quick to explore, getting a taste of her own juices. She soon broke the lip lock. 

"I taste good don't I?" Jean teasingly asked. 

"Ah've actually had better," Rogue replied as she crawled up to the head of the bed. Jean was quick to firmly smack Rogue's ass. Rogue let out a yelp of surprise. She quickly turned her head and gave Jean an intense look of anger. 

"Oh stop that," Jean smiled "Just get up there and spread em."

Rogue did as she was told, but her face was still filled with anger. She flipped herself on her back, and rested her head on the pillow. She closed her eyes and awaited Jean to start working her. However, Jean instead lay herself on top of Rogue's body. Rogue opened her eyes in shock. The sensation of having Jean's naked body pressed against her own was mind boggling to Rogue. The feeling of her breasts squished down by Jean's was so intoxicating. Regardless, she didn't want that. Rogue desperately needed to cum but before she could say anything, Jean's lips were sealed against her own. The tall red heads hands cupped Rogue's large breasts as their tongues interlaced. Taking one last taste of herself, Jean took her tongue and traced it down to Rogue's neck. She gave the flesh a few more kisses before moving down further. With her hands still grasped around Rogue's breasts, Jean once again took a nipple into her mouth.




X-Men: Evolution Ch. 02



 

"God, and ah thought guys were obsessed with boobs," Rogue grumbled. 

Jean smiled as she swirled her tongue around Rogue's entire nipple. She clenched her hand around the breast as she alternated to other neglected breast. Low moans could be heard from Rogue as Jean continued to savor her breasts. After giving a few more swirls, Jeans tongue slowly trailed down Rogue's firm stomach. Jean wrapped her hands around Rogue's slim waist as her mouth paused at her belly button. Her tongue poked into Rogue's pale inny belly button. Rogue arched her back and moaned in the surprising amount of pleasure. Jean gave a few more laps before going further down. She shifted her entire body further down the bed, and leaned back in. Her hands pushed Rogue's legs apart. Her eyes lit up as she saw Rogue's glistening pussy. She wasted no time and gave it a long lick, bottom to top. Rogue let out a whimper of pleasure. However, instead of continuing the tongue work, Jean moved up and started to rework Rogue's belly button. Rogue let out another whimper, this from the shock. 

"God damn tease," Rogue managed to whisper out as her heavy breathing continued. 

As Jean once again swirled her tongue around Rogue's belly, she could feel the heat permeating from Rogue's soaked pussy. The warmth was driving Jean wild. She may have been trying to tease Rogue but all she did was tease herself more. In one swift movement, Jean brought herself back down and sunk her mouth around Rogue's pussy. Her tongue quickly parted the lips and twirled around. Rogue cried out. Every new sensation she felt up until this moment was nothing compared to Jean's lips on her pussy. Rogue closed her eyes as Jean started to flick her tongue across Rogue's swollen clit. Her mind was spinning. All she could focus on was the pleasure that was being given to long neglected pussy. Jean then wrapped her mouth around Rogue's pussy lips, jamming her tongue in and out. Jean redoubled her efforts as juices started to flow from Rogue's pussy. Rogue was now gasping for air, after she let out moan after moan. 

"I, I'm so close!" Rogue managed to moan out. 

However, just as she finished that sentence, Jean took her mouth away. Rogue moaned out from the loss of contact. She opened her eyes to see Jean fully upright, and sitting on her knees. 

"What the fuck are you doing!" Rogue blurted out with a burning anger. 

"Eh, I don't think I wanna do this anymore." Jean casually responded.

"No no no, get your tongue back in that pussy," Rogue demanded as she tried to pull Jean down. 

Jean resisted. 

"No sorry, I'm just not feeling it." 

"Please, please I need to cum so badly, please!" Rogue begged. 

"Ok, I guess I'll finish you off." Jean said as she finally gave in. 

"Thank god," Rogue said as she lay back down and closed her eyes. 

"But first, you need to promise me that you'll never go near Scott again," Jean purposed. 

Rogue's eyes flew open. 

"WHAT! Fuck you! I'll get with whoever I want!" Rogue screamed. 

"Fine then," Jean shrugged. "I guess you don't want anymore of this then. " Jean then inserted two fingers into Rogue's pussy. Rogue let out a whimper of surprise. 

"So, are you gonna stay away from him?" Jean asked as she started to rub the inside of Rogue's pussy. Rogue tried to fight her enjoyment. 

"N..n..no." She managed to stammer out. 

With her two fingers still inside, Jean moved her thumb up and started to caress Rogue's clit. Her entire body began to squirm under the pressure. She began to pant and moan as Jean jammed her fingers in and out, faster and faster. 

"Change your mind yet `sugah'?" Jean grilled. 

Rogue managed to partially open one eye and gazed at the red hair girl. 

"God I hate you," Rogue gasped. 

"I know," Jean smiled. 

"Fine.I'll stay away from him," Rogue said as she finally caved in. "Just make me cum." 

Jean smiled as she brought herself back down. She wrapped her hands around Rogue's thighs and once again buried her face in Rogue's wet pussy. This time, Rogue held Jean's head down, and began to grind her pussy against Jean's face. Jean slowly licked each side of Rogue's pussy, savoring the taste of it. Jean then fully extended her tongue and began to tongue fuck Rogue. Jean smiled and tried to hold back from laughing as she heard the grunts that Rogue made as she pleasured her. Rogue's entire body squirmed and wiggled as Jean's tongue darted inside of her tight pussy. 

Then, the entire room fell silent. Rogue cried out as she exploded. Waves upon waves of pleasure spread throughout Rogue's young body. Her pussy was on fire. She could feel her juices as she exploded. Jean sucked her pussy until Rogue had totally flooded her mouth with her sweet pussy juices. Rogue's entire body shook violently as she slowly came down from her orgasm. 

Jean climbed up Rogue's body and lay next to her. The two girls wrapped their arms around each other, and snuggled together. Eventually Rogue finally caught her breath and opened her eyes. 

"That was the best orgasm I ever had." Rogue admitted as she stroked Jeans red hair. 

"Glad to hear that.I might have to do it again sometime. If that's ok with you?" Jean purposed. 

" Maybe," Rogue allowed. "But just so you know, I still hate you." 

"I know," Jean smiled. She pulled Rogue in closer and took her into one last passionate kiss. The two soon drifted off to sleep, still naked and wrapped in each other's arms. 

The End.. for now. 



X-Men: Evolution Ch. 03



Bayville, New York. The location of Professor Xavier's School for the Gifted, a place where mutants receive rigorous and specialized training in the use of their individual genetic gifts. There Professor Charles Xavier has created an environment where all mutants can live in peace, learn and develop their abilities to the fullest. Charles seeks to educate those who fear mutants. He seeks to show that mutants and humans can live and work together in harmony and create a better world. He has always been waiting for the day, fearing it. A day when one powerful mutant would threaten humanity and the balance of power between the two species would shift forever. 

Last year, one mutant has revealed himself and his distrust of the human race. He is called Magneto. Like many others, an evolutionary twist of fate has given him the potential for great power. In his case the ability to control and manipulate magnetic fields. The world of humans fear them for being different... and hate them for being gifted. Magneto senses that the hatred is growing and darker times are at hand. Unlike Xavier, Magneto is not looking for a diplomatic solution to these darker times. He has plotted and schemed to prepare the mutant race for the coming war. In the beginning he organized a small band of teenage mutants to go into combat at his side, he named them the 'The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants.' Time and again, the Brotherhood clashed with the X-Men, with each encounter the X-Men being victors. 

Magneto abandoned these 'failures' and gathered a new band of mutants, the Acolytes. They revere Magneto as the prophet of a new age in which mutants will ruthlessly use force against the human race to insure their freedom. First, and certainly Magneto's favorite, is Remy LeBeau a.k.a Gambit. He has the ability to charge objects with kinetic energy, his particular choice weapon are playing cards. Once thrown, these glowing cards explode upon hitting their targets. Coming from the Cajun culture of New Orleans, Gambit is a prided thief. Next is a giant of a man, the Russian Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin a.k.a. Colossus. He is a mutant who can transform his body into organic steel, gaining superhuman strength and near invulnerability in the process. Last, and certainly least, is the young Australian upstart John Allardyce a.k.a Pyro, who can mentally control fire and flame.

Our story begins atop a great mountain, deep in the Vermont mountain range. Located deep within the wilderness is Magneto's giant dome shaped fortress. 

"Hey mate, do you know why he wants to see us?" the young blond haired Pyro asked as he walked beside the tall Russian.

"Nyet!" Colossus replied, trying to ignore the little pest. As the two walked down the corridor the Pyro felt a sudden sense of dread come over him.

"You don't think we did something wrong do you? Maybe he's going to punish us! Ma... "

"Why don't you be silent?!?" Colossus snapped. "We'll find out soon enough. Lord Magneto probably just has a mission for us to go on."

"Or maybe he wants to reward me for my excellent service," bragged Gambit. 

"Holy crap!" Jumped Pyro. "Don't sneak up on us like that, you scared us half to death!"

"Us?" The 6 ft 4 in. giant Colossus responded peering down at the smaller boy. Pyro recoiled in fear; this was not a man he wanted to piss off. Then again Pyro never was much for standing up to anyone. Gambit slyly stepped between his two bickering teammates. 

"Hey come on mes braves, we have plenty of enemies, there's not reason to fight between yourselves." Colossus gave one more intimidating look to Pyro, who was now hiding behind Gambit, and then continued towards Magneto's main chamber. 

"Blimey, Ah'd sure like to melt his metal ass down one of these days," Pyro said as he peered over Gambits shoulder. "What's with him anyway?"

"Eh, he doesn't truly believe in the cause ya know. I sometimes wonder what type of hold Magneto has over our 'friend.' Gambit said. The two then picked up their pace and enter the main chamber, where they're 'Lord' was sitting upon a great throne. Colossus was already standing in front of the throne, Gambit and Pyro quickly lined up beside him. 

"Welcome my Acolytes." Magneto said as he arose of his chair and flung back his red cape. "

"What are you orders?" Gambit asked. "What task can we do for your glorious cause?"

"Today my loyal servant, nothing," Magneto responded in his great booming voice. "Today, what can I do for you?"

All three of the Acolytes gave their 'Lord' a confused look as he walked up to them. 

"Mutants have now been revealed to the world and the X-Men now of your existence. My plans are moving along perfectly, and with your continued service we shall triumph over humanity. However, for the moment, " Magneto spoke as he paced back and forth between his ranks, " I shall be giving you all a much needed period of rest and relaxation."

Pyro and Gambit smiled upon hearing this, while Colossus remained his usual stoic self. Magneto continued to pace back and forth, finally stopping at Gambit.

"You Gambit will get the greatest reward. Because of you, my son has been rescued from military incarcerment and I shall not soon forget that. So, name what you want and that shall be your reward."

Gambit lowered his head and gave this opportunity a great amount of thought. Then a wicked smirk crept across the Cajuns rugged face and a twinkle sparkled in his red eyes. He looked up and without a moment of hesitation spoke... 

"Rogue, I want Rogue."

"Nice choice mate," Pyro said, bumping his shoulder into Gambits. "That girls got some big titties."

Magneto snapped his head over.

"Be silent Pyro!!!" Magneto yelled, causing the young red head to quickly fall back in line. "In order to accomplish our 'cause' I have ordered the you three to do some... questionable and unethical tasks. However, one thing I won't condone is the rape of a young woman, especially a mutant woman."

"I would never think of doing that my 'Lord'," Gambit responded smugly. "I promise you, she will not do anything she doesn't want to do."

Magneto looked deep into Gambits eyes, not quite sure what Gambits was trying to accomplish with this foolhardy plan. Then it came to him. Gambit has several mutant powers, only two are known to most people. He has the ability to charge objects with kinetic energy, causing them to explode. Gambit also has increased agility. However, he does have one more mutant power... hypnotic charm. With it he has the subtle psychic ability to win trust. Finally realizing and accepting Gambits plan, Magneto nodded in response.

"Fine then, that shall be your reward. Colossus, Pryo, it is your job to help Gambit acquire his 'prize.' Try and do it... gently, at the moment I wish no harm upon the girl."

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"Rogue?" A soft and soothing voice whispered. "Oh Rogue?"

Rogue shifted in her bed. 

"Hey come on Rogue, wake up."

Rogue slowly opened her eyes. Her dark brown and white streaked hair, combined with grogginess prevented her from seeing who was waking her up.

"Jean is that you?"

"Jean? No it's me Kitty, your roommate."

Rogue brushed her hair back from her face. Hovering over her was a petite brunette. She sat herself up, rubbing her eyes.

"Come on, we're like, gonna miss breakfast," Kitty exclaimed tugging at Rogue's bare arm. Rogue quickly recoiled in fear, yanking her arm away from Kitty.

"Sorry," Rogue said, her face filled with guilt. "Ah still haven't got use to the lack of ma powers."

"Hey, like, don't worry about it," Kitty shrugged "Come on, lets go get some food!" She grabbed Rogue's arm again and yanked her out of her bed. Kitty made her way for the door and just as she began to open it, she gave a glance back at Rogue. 

"Ya wanna change first?"

Rogue looked down. She had on a tight black cotton spaghetti stringed tank top with a black pair of boxers. Not only where her large and full breasts straining against the fabric but they where also spilling out from the top. Combine all that with an exposed firm stomach, Rogue was dressed to kill... all before breakfast.

"What's wrong with these?" Rogue mockingly asked tugging at her shirt.

"Nothing, nothing," Kitty said as the two started walking down the mansions long hallways. "Unless you're like, trying to make even the Professor blush."

"Sorry Kitty, but not all of us can dress like total prudes." Rogue smugly jabbed. 

Kitty looked down at her own nightwear. She had on an oversized dark pink t-shirt and a matching pair of dark pink oversized boxers. 

"You got ah hot little bod there," Rogue admitted. "Ya need to show it off sometimes. Get tha guys attention every once in ah while."

"I think you've like, done that enough for the both of us. You've developed your own little fan club."

Rogue snapped her ahead around and grabbed Kitties arm, stopping them in the middle of the hall.

"Fan club?"

"Yeah, like, I heard Bobby and Kurt talking about you the other day. Lets just say they weren't talking about your bright and chipper personality."

Rogue crossed her arms around her chest and couldn't help but blush.

"Yeah, ah guess ah can understand that. Last week ah had a couple... 'incidents' with tha both of em."

Kitties' attention fully perked up 

"Oh?"

"Yeah, both happened a couple days after the sudden control of ma powers. First, Bobby saw me walkin down the hallway in ma bra and panties... well thong actually. So he got quite ah view. Then like 10 minutes later Kurt burst in on me in the shower. Luckily he didn't see anything... "

Kitty winced on hearing the last incident and slowly resumed walking. Rogue saw the noticeable facial expression.

"Hey! Hey what was that!?!"

Kitty stopped and turned around clenching her teeth.

"Yeah... I, like, kinda told Kurt that Scott was in there." Kitty admitted. "Well you just got control of your powers, so I kinda figured that you needed some action."

Rogue was pissed. Her normally pale face was red with anger.

"You stupid little valley girl!" Rogue yelled. "Ah'm not a total slut! Ah woundn't spread em at the first able-bodied guy." She took in a deep breath trying to calm herself. "And come on Kurt? Ah mean, if you're gonna try and hook me up with someone, get me ah non-furry blue kid!"

"Sorry, sorry" Kitty said hanging her head down. "But hey he could be fun, his tail has some, interesting possibilities." Kitty said with a devilish grin.

Rogue snapped her head around.

"KITTY!"

Kitty just shrugged her shoulders.

"Now who's being the prude? But hey no harm! Like, nothing happened, he didn't see anything right? So stop worrying about." She then turned around and walked down the stairs toward the kitchen. Rogue slowly followed, still upset... and still quite shocked at Kitties comment about Kurt's tail.

As Rogue approached the kitchen, she was disappointed to hear the usual noisiness. Yesterday the kitchen was completely deserted, except for Jean and herself. Not to long ago, Rogue didn't even want to be in the same state as Jean let alone the same room. All that however changed. Rogue hadn't planned on it changing but she couldn't help it.

After all it's hard quite hard to hate the girl who gave you the best orgasm of your life.

Rogue opened the big wooden door and entered the kitchen; she winced at the sight. Of the 18 people who lived in the mansion easily half of them where in the kitchen having breakfast. Logan was at the stove and from the smell of things he was making a sausage omelet. Over in the small breakfast nook was Bobby and Kurt... 

Great mah adoring fan club, Rogue thought to herself as she walked over towards the fridge.

As she approached, Logan glanced over his shoulder. 

"Hey kid, want me ta make you one too?" The gruff man asked.

"No thanks," Rogue polity responded as she readjusted her spaghetti strap which had fallen down. She opened the fridge and looked over her shoulder. Over at the 'island' in the middle of the kitchen was Amara(aka Magma), Jubilee, and... Jean and Scott.

Mmmmm, mah two favorite fuck buddies, Rogue thought to herself as she couldn't help but giggle.

Jean looked up from her cereal bowl and caught Rogue's eye. She smiled and very seductively licked her lips. Rogue giggled again and flicked her brown and white striped hair back, re-focusing on finding something to eat. 

"Something funny there 'Stripes'"? Logan asked.

"Um... no," Rogue smiled, trying to contain her laughter. 

She grabbed the milk and went over to the 'island.' She came up right beside Scott and poured herself a bowl of cereal.

"Hey Scott," Rogue seductively said.

Scott glanced to his side and saw the busty figured mere inches away. He swallowed his breakfast and choked out a... 

"Hi!"

Rogue smiled and looked across the island, catching Jeans deadly glance. Rogue smile grew wider as she saw the effect she was having on the tall redhead. Rogue then reached across the island to grab a spoon. Scott couldn't help but glance over. Her small black boxers hugged Rogue firm ass. However what caught Scott's attention was her noticeable and exposed ass crack. Scott again swallowed hard, nearly choking himself. Rogue turned around and smiled. 

"Ya ok there Scott?" she said as she wrapped her arm around Scott's far shoulder while pressing her body up against his. 

"Oh... y..yya.. I'm ::cough:: f..fine," Scott couldn't help but stammer on as Rogues large breasts mashed into his side.

What the hell do you think your doing!!! A loud voice rang in Rogue's head.

Rogue whipped her head around and looked over at Jean.

If your gonna talk to me telepathically, Rogue thought, At least give me some warning.

 

You said... you promised you'd stay away from Scott, Jean telepathically screamed at Rogue.

Ah did, and ah will. Scott and me will never hook up again so long as you wish. But ya never said anything about flirting. Rogue retorted with an evil grin.

"Well, try not and choke on anything else while Ah'm away Scott," Rogue said as she strutted over to the small breakfast nook. Kurt had just left leaving an open space for her to sit down. Bobby (aka Iceman) was leaning across the table to grab an apple from the fruit bowl as Rogue placed her bowl down on the table. The 14 yr old boy glanced up at the older and more importantly, busty girl. His eyes immediately focused on Rogues large breast as she leaned forward slightly ever so slightly to sit down in the nook. An apple escaped Bobby's grasp and fell off the table as a large amount of cleavage came into view as Rogue leaned forward. Bobby quickly picked up the apple and tried to recompose himself and desperately tried to advert his attention from Rogue... and her breasts.

"H..h..hey Rogue," He pathetically greeted.

"Hi Bobby," Rogue said, not even making eye contact. She adjusted her spaghetti strap again and began to munch on her breakfast. 

Back at the kitchen 'island,' Jean and Scott got some company. Kurt and Kitty each pulled a stool up to the island. 

"Well," Scott started "It's getting a bit to crowded for me... " He looked over at Jean. "Wanna go out and do something today?"

"What like a date?" Kitty barged in.

"Kitty!" Jean glared. "Mind your own business!" She then looked back over at Scott and smiled. "Thanks but I have some telepathy training to do with the Professor today. Maybe some other time ok?"

"Yeah sure, no prob," Scott said as he scratched the back of his head. He then picked up his empty bowl an exited the kitchen. Once he was out of the room, Kitty scooted her stool closer over to Jean. 

"Jeez Jean, like, what are you doing?" The younger valley asked. "If you keep that up your gonna like, loose Scott."

Jean very casually continued to eat her cereal. She slowly chewed and swallowed and then glanced down at the shorter brunette.

"And who my dear Kitty can compete with me?"

Kitty retracted, quite taken back with the comment.

"Well with that attitude, like I'll sure try," Kitty said, and couldn't help but giggle. "What about Rogue? She sure does have some advantages over you and she has like, a thing for Scott?"

Noticing Kurt's eavesdropping Jean leaned in closer.

"I don't have to worry about our southern Goth anymore, I've got her under control." Jean whispered.

"Oh please!" Kitty loudly retorted. "Like, Rogue doesn't take shit from anybody, especially you. If she like, wants Scott she'll go after him."

Jean casually took another bite of cereal. 

"I don't think so."

Kitty gave the red head a weird glance.

"You mean to tell me that you like have Rogue wrapped around your finger?"

More like Rogue's pussy is wrapped around my finger, Jean thought to herself.

"Actually," Jean started as she swallowed her food. "Rogue and I talked yesterday. After a lot of talking and some bonding, she promised me that she wouldn't go after Scott."

Kitty sat there, completely dumbfounded. 

"You and Rogue, talking? Being nice to each other? What type of bonding could have brought this on?" Kitty asked.

Jean looked over at Rogue and smiled devilishly. 

"Well me and her actually dyked it out yesterday."

Across the island Kurt overheard the last comment and couldn't help but spit out his food.

"Vas es das?!?" The young German boy yelled.

Jean looked over at Kurt and couldn't help but laugh. Kitty just sat there thinking of what Jean just said. 

"Ya right Jean," Kurt laughed. "Let's just say that Rogue could touch you, and let's just say she's a lesbian, there is no way she would hook up with you of all people."

"Well," Jean sarcastically admitted, "I guess you got me there Kurt." 

Finished with her breakfast, Jeane got up and went over to the stove and began to talk to Logan. Kurt continued to eat his food, stilling chuckling at Jeans 'unrealistic' comment. Kitty however still sat there, completely speechless. Virtually everyone in the mansion thought that Rogue still hadn't found a way to control her powers, thus making skin-to-skin contact impossible. So under those circumstances, Kurt's reasoning for deflating Jean's comment would be true. However, Kitty knew that Rogue had control over her powers, so the possibility of Jean and her hooking up wasn't completely out of the question. 

The real question, Kitty thought to herself, would Rogue like, hook up with a girl, and more importantly, would she hook up with Jean? 

Kitty looked over at her roommate. 

Naw, she would have better taste in women, even if she were like, gay.

Back over in the breakfast nook, Rogue continued to eat away at her cereal, keeping her head low, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with Bobby, her would be fan club. She looked into her bowl and slowly scooped a spoonful. As her mouth wrapped around the utensil, her mind flashed back to the previous day, as she wrapped her mouth around Jean's breast. A very quiet moan came from Rogue as she relished the memory of devouring Jean's breasts and her delicious pussy. As she slowly withdrew the spoon from her mouth, her mind flashed back even farther to her 'encounter' with Scott. She gave the end of the spoon a long and luscious lick, just as she did Scott's cock. Her mouth watered of the memory of having his long, slender length in her mouth. She swirled her spoon around in her bowl as she wished for another taste of him. As she continued to daydream of Scott, the left spaghetti strap to her black tank top fell to her side... again. 

Gawd damn it, she thought to herself, these things just don't wanna stay up.

As soon as she brought the left strap to it's proper place, the right strap immediately fell. Rogue turned her head and gave the strap a curious look. 




X-Men: Evolution Ch. 03



What the hell is going on?

 

She pulled the strap back up to her shoulder. As she lifted her head, her eyes meet with Bobby's. The young boy lost himself in Rogue's beautiful green eyes and for a brief moment, Rogue thought of how pretty his icy blue eyes were. However, the moment was lost as both of Rogue's tank top straps fell to her side. Bobbie's eyes were quick to notice this and his glance was once again locked on Rogue's ample rack. During his earlier staring binge he already deduced that she wasn't wearing a bra, and now her tank top had barely any support to keep it up.

Please let it fall, please let it fal, was the single thought that echoed through his head. 

However, Rogue was quick to pull up the two straps, obviously not wanting to give the young boy anything else to gawk at. 

What the hell is going on? The brunette Goth thought.

All of a sudden Rogue felt something grab her breast. Her entire body jumped up from her seat and she let out a yelp. Bobby's eyes could have burned a whole through Rogue's chest he was staring so much at her breast, but somehow he noticed her jump. 

"You ok Rogue?" Bobby asked taking his attention away from her chest... for a brief moment.

Rogue quickly nodded in response. Bobby was the only person in her near vicinity, even then he was still a few arm lengths away. There wouldn't have been anyway for him to grab her breast, and be back in his seat in seconds. Rogue also would have seen his hand or anyone's hand for that matter. 

Maybe it was Kurt, he can teleport after all, she thought looking over at blue furred young man. Naw, everyone in the room would have noticed him teleporting.

 

Rogue continued to look around the kitchen. Her head slowly panned across from one end of the room to the other. All of a sudden, a certain redhead grabbed her attention. At the stove, standing next to Logan was Jean Grey, staring right back at Rogue, with a wicked smirk on her face. Yesterday, while Jean and Rogue experimented in the art of pussy eating, Jean displayed, much to Rogue's annoyance, her telepathic mutant powers. However, Jean did not make any use of her other mutant ability, her telekinesis. It is the ability to move any object with a person's thoughts; it is also the ability that allowed Jean to cop a feel of Rogue's ample breasts...... standing ten feet away. 

Jean what the hell are you doing!! Rogue thought.

Well... you gave Scott such a nice show, Jean telepathically said, And since were a team and all, I thought everyone deserved just as much.

Ah already told you, Ah was just flirting with him! Rogue thought to Jean.

I just don't think I can trust you 'sugah'. I think I'm going to have to teach you a lesson. And that lesson is 'Don't fuck with MY boyfriend.'

 

Jean grabbed a cup of coffee and casually walked back over to the kitchen island and sat down on a stool. She took a sip, looked over at Rogue and began. 

Using her telekinetic powers, Jean used a non-existent hand to grab Rogue's ample breast. Rogue couldn't help but flinch at the sudden pressure. She tried to get up and leave before Jean could do anymore but an invisible force held her down.

Jean don't, please don't do this... not here.

 

Jean ignored the request and went on. Through Rogue's tank top, she telekinetically pinched her nipple. Rogue flinched again, letting out a very quiet moan as her nipples were being tweaked. It didn't take long for her nipples to become fully erect. Across the table, Bobby tried to divert his attention from Rogue's breast and continued eating his own breakfast. However, he quickly noticed Rogue's erect nipples protruding from her tank top and nearly coughed up his breakfast. Trying to play it cool, he remained fixated on his food and only occasionally took a peek at her nipplage. 

Rogue then felt the pressure on her breasts and nipples leave, and a sense of relief flooded over her. However, Jean's lesson was far from over. 

The brunette Goth took in a deep breath and winced as Jean's telekinetic 'finger' gently brushed from top to bottom of Rogue's pussy lips. Jean gave Rogue's pussy numerous teasing passes, relishing in each and every flinch she saw Rogue have. After a few more teasing passes, Jean began to rub Rogue's clit. Rogue tried to hide her heavy breathing, but the circular rhythm applied to clitoris was too much and Bobby couldn't help but notice. She tried to muffle as many moans and sighs as she could but the pleasure was hard to contain. 

Please... Jean... stop.

 

Jean smugly looked over at Rogue as she continued to telekinetically finger her.

Oh come on, Jean thought, your enjoying this. See?

 

Jean then spread apart Rogue's pussy revealing her wetness. She inserted a 'finger' into the wet snatch. Rogue couldn't help but throw her head back in reaction and across the table, Bobby jerked his own head up at the unexpected move.

"You ok Rogue?"

Rogue blinked her eyes a few times trying to regain her composure. 

"Y..yeah, A..ah f..fine." Rogue said, stammering for breath. She then pretended to crack her neck; like that was the real reason she arched her head. 

A muffled moan came deep within Rogue's her throat as 'Jean fingers' began to work harder and faster. Rogue entire began to shiver, and she was squirming all around in her seat. She closed her eyes, and lowered her head, trying to be as quite as possible. Jeans 'finger' then slammed deep into her Rogue's wet pussy causing an immense orgasm to crash down upon Rogue. She instinctively squeezed her pale legs together and grabbed onto the leather seat as wave upon wave crashed down. Rogue collapsed into her seat with loud sigh of content. She looked up, breathing heavily, her normally paled face was a rosy shad of red.

I'm impressed that you managed to hold that orgasm in Rogue, bravo, Jean telepathically said. You managed to hide it from everyone in the room... well almost everyone. 

Oh shit, Rogue thought as her eyes darted over across the table. The young Bobby Drake was flabbergasted. He sat there, mouth wide-open, eyes opened to the max and a fork full of pancakes stuck in mid flight. He wasn't quite sure what he saw but one thing was sure, it was arousing. 

Rogue noticed that Jean had let go of her telekinetic hold on her. She quickly grabbed her empty bowl of cereal, exited the breakfast nook and bolted straight out of the kitchen. As the brunette Goth passed by, Jean just gave her a smug, arrogant look. 

"Bye Rogue."

Back at the breakfast nook, Bobby continued to sit in his chair, in complete shock. He did have a desperate urge to follow Rogue, but a raging hard on prevented such a pursuit. All he could do was try and fight off his erection before anyone else noticed. Just then Logan sat down with his recently cooked sausage omelet. Just as the gruff man was about to dive into his food, he picked up an odd sent. He sniffed the air a few times. The scent was familiar but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. After a few more sniffs, Logan raised an eyebrow.

"Hey kid," He said, talking to Bobby "You smell something?"

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"Rogue!"

For tha love of god go away, Rogue thought as the stream of water pounded down upon her head.

"Rogue! You, like better not being using all of the hot water in there!" Kitty yelled as she pounded against the bathroom door.

"Don't worry Kitty Ah'm not," Rogue replied.

Ah'm actually using up all of the cold water.

Rogue's mutant power is the ability to absorb another person's memories and in the case of mutants, their powers. Kitty's mutant power is the ability to become intangible, walking through walls and other solid objects, which she calls 'phasing'. Utilizing her mutant power, she easily bypassed the bathroom's locked door and phased through it. 

"Damn it Kitty, can't Ah have some privacy?" Rogue grumbled.

"Jeez what's wrong with you? You've been in here for like, 30 minutes." 

Rogue leaned downed and turned off the shower faucet.

"Ah just needed a long, cold shower... " Rogue said as she poked her out from the shower curtain.

"Thinking of Scott again are we?" Kitty asked as she handed Rogue a towel.

"Oh... um... yeah Scott... " Rogue said as she wrapped the towel around her body

Kitty noticed the hesitation in Rogue's voice. Her eyes locked on Rogue as she walked over to the bathroom sink. 

Did Jean and her really hook up? 

Kitty walked up next to Rogue as the southern Goth combed her wet hair. 

"So, did you doing anything like, interesting yesterday?" Kitty asked.

Rogue froze. 

"Nah, not really. Just messed around in our room most of the day."

Kitty looked down and couldn't help but get an eyeful of Rogue's large breast swelling up against her towel. She gave the one boob an odd look. Just barely exposed from the towel was a small circular dark spot. Kitty gave the mark puzzled look.

Is that what I think it is? Kitty questioned herself. 

Kitty's eyes darted over and gave the mark on Rogue breast one more look. Her jaw dropped.

IT IS! That's a freaking hickey! Like, that's a freaking hickey on her BOOB!

 

Kitty turned around and walked over to the shower.

I can't believe it! Rogue and Jean really had sex! Oh my god! Like, oh my god! OH MY GOD!............ Ok, like calm down.

 

Kitty turned her head and looked over at her roommate. 

Great my roommate's gay--bi at the least.

Kitty then went over and turned on the shower faucet, alternating the hot and cold until the water was perfect. She was hesitant to remove her clothing. Rogue and Kitty and shared a room for close to two years and had seen each other naked plenty of times. However, Kitty's sudden "discovery" about her roommate made things--different. She looked over her shoulder, wanting to time this perfectly. As soon as Rogue bent down to get something from the bathroom cabinet, Kitty frantically stripped out of her pink PJs and jumped into the shower.

Now only if Rogue would leave before I'm done... 

 

Kitty slowly hung her head under the faucet, soaking her long brunette hair. She twisted her naked body around, dousing her skin with the warm water. She then knelt down and grabbed a bar of soap and began to scrub it across her smooth skin, first lathering her face and then hanging her head back down into the spray, washing herself clean. Kitty then brought the soap down to her small, perky breasts. She repeated the lathering and washing process to her entire body--her stomach, her arms, her legs, anything and everything that would waste time. Next she moved on to her wash her hair. She lathered, she rinsed--hell, she even repeated. 

Damn, wish I like, didn't shave my legs yesterday, Kitty thought as she realized there was nothing else to wash. 

Well this 'as got to be the longest shower ever, Rogue can't still be here. Kitty poked her head out of the shower curtain. 

Damn, she's still in here, Kitty thought. Well, looks like I can't postpone this any longer.

 

She turned off the shower and once again poked her head out.

"Hey Rogue, could you like, get me a towel?"

Rogue unscrewed an eyeliner cap and leaned in closer to the mirror.

"Get it yourself," she sassily responded. 

"You lazy bitch! Come on, get me one!"

Rogue just continued applying her dark blue eyeliner. 

"Get it yourself, Ah'm busy."

"Come on Rogue!" Kitty wined.

"Jesus Christ Kitty," Rogue said, now starting to get angry. She stomped over to the bathroom closet and got a towel. "What is it, bothered Ah might see ya naked?" She sarcastically snapped.

"Well... " Kitty said, shrugging her shoulders

Rogue gave Kitty a weird look.

"Gawd Kitty, it's not like I haven't see ya naked before." Rogue said, handing her roommate the towel.

Yeah well, that was before I knew you liked that sorta thing, Kitty thought as she wrapped the towel around her wet body. Kitty started to become a little nervous, realizing that both were only covered in towels. 

What if she like, puts a move on me? Kitty thought. Not wanting to be involved in this uncomfortable situation any longer, she went straight for the door. She quickly flung it open, only to be stopped dead in her tracks. Standing outside of the bathroom, just about to knock on the door was Logan, a.k.a Wolverine. Noticing the two girls were almost naked, he turned his head, adverting his eyes from the young flesh in front of him. 

"Oh, Hi Logan," Kitty meekly said, trying to somehow cover herself.

"Sorry to intrude girls. The Professor has discovered a new mutant signature. This mutant isn't on any of our records and is potentially very powerful. The Professor wants the team to track this mutant down and make contact with him... or her."

"So pretty much the usual search and recruit?" Rogue asked, walking up behind Kitty. 

"Pretty much 'Stripes," Logan responded, trying desperately to keep eye contact with his young student. It was hard, though, as Rogue's breasts were nearly spilling out from her towel. "So you two, get suited up and meet down in the X-Jet in twenty minutes."

"Well, so much for going shopping," Kitty said as she and Rogue made their way for their room. 

"Shopping?" Rogue questioned. "You just went yesterday."

"What's your point?" Kitty asked with a smile, opening the door to their room. Both girls walked over to their respected closets and pulled out their uniforms. Rogue didn't hesitate in removing her towel, exposing her pale, toned body. She causally walked over to her dresser drawers and rummaged through her clothing. She pulled out a black thong and a black bra. As Rogue slipped on her bra, strap-by-strap, she couldn't help but glance across the room. Kitty was fumbling around in her own dresser, still draped in her towel. Yesterday Rogue finally realized that she was bisexual, so she had been looking at some of the girls in the Institute in a new way this morning. Seeing Kitty in only a towel, however, wasn't doing anything for her.

Hmm... Ah don't understand it. Beautiful long brown silky hair, kinda tan & smooth skin, small but perky boobs, tight little butt. Overall a petite little hottie. So, why aren't ah attracted to her? 

 

As Rogue tried to find a reason, Kitty slipped a pair of pink panties under her towel. She then completely turned her back to Rogue and finally took off her towel. Rogue couldn't help but stare as Kitty slipped on her bra. Kitty could "feel" Rogue's gaze and tried to hook on her pink bra as quickly as possibly, but the sudden pressure and embarrassment caused Kitty to fumble with the hooks. Rogue noticed Kitty's struggle.

"Need some help there?"

Kitty's eyes widened with fear. 

"NO!" Kitty blurted out. "No that's ok. Thanks anyway." 

She finally clasped the hooks together and felt a little more secure around Rogue. However, walking around in only her underwear in front of a girl who liked that sorta thing was still too much for Kitty. She swiftly walked over to her closet and pulled out her uniform. These weren't your typical uniforms, however, and Kitty, Girl Genius didn't even know what they were made of. Whatever they were made out of, they did their job perfectly. Strong as Kevlar, stretchy as spandex, and comfortable as cotton. Like each X-Man uniform, Kitty's had her own unique design. Her particular uniform was a one piece that zipped up from the crotch to just above the bust line. It is mainly black except for a blue stripe in the middle, both back and front. It forms a nice thong-like image when staring at her tight little ass. The collar is yellow along with her gloves. Her thick boots are the same blue as her uniform's stripe.

Seeing Kitty slip on her uniform kinda cued Rogue to get her own. Just like every other X-Men, she had her own unique variation of uniform. First she slipped on her black pants bottom, shimmying her body around, wiggling into the tight material. Rogue then grabbed the black long-sleeved top and pulled it down over her upper body. She then moved over to her bed and sat down, crossing her legs as she slipped her feet into her thick, dark gray boots. Next was one of the more unique parts of her costume, a dark green armor breast plating. Of the eight X-Men, only Rogue's costume had any real armor on it. She never quite understood why the Professor gave her the armor. Maybe it was because she had no real offensive or defensive power to protect herself.

Or maybe the Professor doesn't want any harm to come to ma huge rack, Rogue thought, giggling at the idea.

Whatever the reason, Rogue did enjoy having the armor. It provided a nice substitute for a sports bra, something Rogue defiantly needed. She quickly buckled her yellow belt around her waist and then pulled out the finishing touch to her costume: her dark yellow gloves. Rogue flopped them around in her hands.

Ah guess ah really don't need these anymore, she thought. Ah have control of ma power--- but then again, ah don't wanna ruin ma nails.

She slipped them on and gave herself a once over in the mirror, adjusting her hair.

"God and people think I'm shallow," Kitty exclaimed as she looked over at her roommate. "Jeez Rogue, we're not going on a date here, stop fussing with your hair!" Kitty yelled as she tugged at Rogue's arm. The brunette Goth gave in and ran down the hallway with her roommate, straight towards the X-Jet.

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Saint anger 'round my neck

Saint anger 'round my neck

He never gets respect

Saint anger 'round my neck

 

You flush it out, you flush it out

Saint anger 'round my neck

You flush it out, you flush it out

You flush it out, you flush it out

 

Fuck it all and no regrets

I hit the lights on these dark sets

I need a voice to let myself

To let myself go free

Fuck it all and no regrets

 

"God, does that kid have to listen to the crap so loud?" Wolverine snickered. 

"Hey, I put up with that music all the time," Kitty said. "You guys can, like, suffer for once."

"Metallica isn't that bad," Scott admitted, looking back at his teammate from the pilot chair of the X-Jet.

"Hey, pay attention to your flying bub!" Wolverine harshly commanded. 

"Haha! Cyclops got in trouble!" Nightcrawler said, pointing and laughing.

"Hey man, why don't you let me fly? I'd totally be killer at flying this baby," Evan, aka Spyke gloated.

"Killer, as in killing us all," Wolverine mockingly responded. "No Porcupine. Considering that blaring racket Rogue is listening to, Cyclops is doing ok."

"Hey come on guys, lay off Rogue," Jean said, breaking up the gang up on our young Goth. "She's listening to her headphones, just leave her be."

The entire group fell silent and stopped their teasing of Rogue. Jean looked back at Rogue and gave her a wink. Completely oblivious to the entire event, Rogue was taken off guard by the gesture.

What the hell was that about? She thought.

Rogue wasn't the only one taken by Jean's actions. Across the row, Kitty sat dumfounded.

Jean... of all the people to be stick up on Rogue, I'd never pick her. Jeez, if I had any doubts before, I'm confident now, they had sex! Kitty looked over at Jean, who was sitting very elegantly. Her legs were crossed, hands in her lap; all in all she had her normal smug, preppy attitude about her. Kitty then looked back at Rogue, the southern Goth, slouched down in the X-Jet seats. Nearly everything she stood for was the complete opposite of Jean. So what in the world could have made them hook up?




X-Men: Evolution Ch. 03



"Five minutes to landing, look sharp everybody," Wolverine loudly ordered. "Hey Stripes!! Take off those damn things."

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The team disembarked from the X-Jet, their personal transport jet. Cyclops managed to land the large aircraft just on the outskirts of a large, dense forest. The team surveyed their immediate snow-covered surroundings before regrouping.

"Ok, we're gonna break up into three teams," Wolverine declared. "Nigthcrawler, Spyke, you're with me. Cyclops and Jean, you're together, and Rogue and Kitty, you're the last team." 

"Looks like it's you and me babes," Kitty said, wrapping her arm around Rogue's shoulder.

"Hooray," Rogue sarcastically responded. 

"Ok--according to the Professor X, the neo-mutant is somewhere in these woods. Fan out and call if you make contact."

As each respective team went their separate ways, Rogue and Kitty casually walked through the dense Vermont forest. While Rogue was very alert, keeping an eye out for any sign of human life, Kitty slowly trailed behind, head hanging, staring down at the snow.

"Hey come on Kitty, the sooner we find this mutant, the sooner we can go home."

"Why doesn't anybody call me by my codename?" Kitty questioned looking up at Rogue. 

"Maybe because Shadowcat is a corny name," Rogue mockingly jabbed, walking back towards her roommate. "So what's wrong with you? You seemed bummed."

"No I'm fine... " Kitty said, trailing off. "I've just been thinking about something. You and Jean?"

Rogue's face suddenly filled with fear and her eyes widened.

"Yeah? What about me and 'Ms Perfect'?"

"Well recently something's have got me thinking and... "

::SNAP::

"... hey what was that?" Kitty quickly turned around, hearing the strange noise. Rogue also responded and walked towards a large area of brush.

"I could have sworn I heard something," Kitty said, looking over Rogue's shoulder.

"Yeah, ah heard it too." She leaned in towards the brush and gave a good long look. "Guess it was nothing," she said, turning around. 

"So anyway, like I was saying," Kitty started back up. "You and Jean... wait, ::SNIFF:: ::SNIFF::, you smell that?"

Rogue took a couple whiffs of the air.

"Yeah. Ah wonder what it is."

"It's gas, mes cheres." A Cajun voice answered.

Rogue and Kitty both turned around as an explosion of gas sprayed around their bodies. Neither had time to react, much less escape. Their muscles went stiff and both toppled over into the snow. As a heavy drowsiness overtook Rogue, the last thing she saw was a tall man in a trench coat with a devilish, wicked grin.

"Goodnight girls," Gambit said, kneeling down next to the unconscious Rogue. He brushed her brown and white hair from her face. "And you, chere, rest well. After I'm done with you, you'll need it."

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Kitty moaned as she awoke, her head throbbing. She rubbed the drowsiness away from her eyes, feeling like she had been asleep for hours. She was sprawled out across cold metal floor. As she slowly lifted her upper torso up and brushed her hair away from her face, she spun her head around, examining the room. She figured the metal floor spanned out about twenty feet in each direction, while a metal dome-like ceiling expanded upwards another good twenty feet. Wooden crates filled the room.

Must be some type of storage area. Only question is, where the hell am I?

 

Kitty then noticed she was alone and quickly gave the room another once over.

Where's Rogue? She stood up and started to walk around, wondering if she was truly alone.

"Rogue?...... Rogue, you in here?"

A sudden deep and booming Russian voice filled the room.

"Don't worry little one, your friend is nearby."

Kitty whipped around. A thick metal door opened from the far side of the room and a bright light filled the room. Kitty raised her hand, covering her eyes of the blinding light. A tall male figure stood under the doorway. Kitty squinted, trying to determine the identity of her captor. 

"Who are you?" she asked. The tall figure slowly marched into the large room. Whoever it was, he was very intimidating and muscular.

"My name is Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin. You may know me as... "

"Colossus," Kitty abruptly answered. The two adversaries exchanged death stares for a moment. Kitty was the first to break the silence. "Where's Rogue, and what does your boss Magneto want with us?"

"I already told you she is fine," Colossus firmly re-declared. "Why she is here, well, you'll find out soon enough."

"And what does Magneto want with me?" Kitty asked, trying to sound as tough as possible.

"Nothing," Colossus coldly responded. "Wrong place, wrong time. And Magneto doesn't want Rogue."

Kitty was taken back, almost disappointed in the answer. She hung her head down, thinking for a second, and then began to question what she was just told.

"So who wants Rogue?" Kitty asked. 

"Gambit." 

"And what does Gambit want with Rogue... OH MY GOD! He's gonna rape her! You assholes!" Kitty started to walk furiously towards the tall giant, ready to attempt to get by him. Colossus didn't budge or flinch at Kitty's rush; he just held out his large hand, signaling her to halt.

"I promise you, Katya, your friend won't be raped," He said in his thick Russian accent. Kitty stopped dead in her tracks and looked deep into Colossus' eyes, and a sense of ease poured into her body. For some reason, she believed his statement. However, another question quickly filled her mind.

"What did you call me?"

Colossus shook his head, not sure what she meant by the question.

"Your name... that is your name isn't it?"

"My name's Kitty; you called me Katya."

"Oh, sorry," Colossus said, shrugging his shoulders. "English is still new to me. I mix names with my native Russian," he admitted, finally standing down from his statuesque posture. "I'll not let it happen again."

"Don't worry about it, I actually kinda like it," she said, brushing her hair back, revealing her blushing rosy cheeks. 

"Well, you best make yourself comfortable, you friend will be... 'occupied' for a while."

Kitty gave the tall young man a smile before turning around and slowly walking over to a large wooden crate. As she did, Colossus couldn't help but give the petite girls body a good once over. His eyes stopped at her tight little ass... swaying back and forth... her uniform hugged the firm pieces of flesh... swaying back and forth... the blue stripe of her uniform creating a thong like image... swaying back and forth. As she sat down against the wooden crate, Colossus finally snapped out of his trance. Kitty also snapped out of her own trance.

Oh my god Kitty, what are you doing, flirting with the enemy--Rogue is defiantly rubbing off on you girl.

Kitty curled her legs up against her body and wrapped her arms around her knees. She leaned her head down into her lap, so her eyes could just barely see over her knees. She stared at her tall, masculine captor as he paced back and forth, looking to be in deep thought. She had only "met" Colossus once and even then it wasn't a formal meeting. They didn't even introduce themselves or speak to each other. In fact, it was more of a fight instead of a meeting and a brief one, Kitty helped drop a building on Colossus. 

I don't remember him being so huge, Kitty thought as she watched the 6'4 giant pace back and forth. He is kinda neat looking, though... Oh god Kitty! "Neat looking"? Snap outta it!

As time seemed to drag on, Colossus continued to pace, while Kitty continued to watch. Finally, Colossus stopped and sat down against the smooth metal wall. 

What is taking Gambit so long? The tall Russian thought as he hung his head down. 

For a moment, it appeared to Kitty that he had fallen asleep. She stood up slowly and started to creep up on him, trying to get a closer look.

 

 

 

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"Rogue? Oh Rogue? Hey come on Rogue, wake up."

"Kitty is that you?"

"Nope."

"Jean?"

"No Chere, someone even better."

Rogue bolted up, finally remembering where she was and who took her. She looked up and hovering over her was a thin, dark hair young man, dressed in a trench coat. Her face cringed in anger, her eyes narrowed.

"Gambit!"

"Yep Chere, Gambit," the cocky Cajun grinned. "It's about time you woke up. Old Gambit here was getting antsy."

Rogue twisted her head around, giving the room a once over, looking for the nearest escape route. 

"Don't bother, Petite--you ain't leaving until I say you leave."

"Fine. Ah guess ah'll just have ta kick your ass around for ah while," Rogue said, standing up, fists clenched. Gambit just smiled and moved in closer. He took one of her gloved hands into his own and began to stroke it.

"Calm down. Gambit just wants to have a little naked fun with you." 

Rogue was blown away by his comment. In a small corner of her mind she was flattered, but her senses stayed sharp and all she felt was disgust. 

"So assuming that ah could touch you, why the fuck would ah wanna hook up with you? First time we met, you tried to blow me up," Rogue furiously responded, remembering their first meeting. 

Gambit moved his head in closer and stared into the enraged Goths eyes; she stared back into his. She couldn't help but notice his unusual crimson red eyes, not to mention the blackness that surrounded his irises. 

"Well, I'm just so damned irresistible, aren't I?"

"Maybe... " Rogue shyly responded, sounding like a naïve schoolgirl.

MAYBE!! What the hell am I saying!!

 

"And I don't think I'll have ta worry about your absorption powers, they won't work on me," Gambit arrogantly explained.

God, of all of the egotistical, pig headed assholes! What makes him think he's so special? Ah almost wish ah didn't have control of ma powers, teach the idiot a lesson.

 

"Soooo, is that why you brought me here, to have sex with me?" Rogue asked, almost in a flirty manner.

Fuck, what am I saying, he brought me here to rape me!

 

"Bingo, Chere. You X-Chicks--brains and hot pieces of asses," Gambit grinned, rubbing his hands together, looking down at Rogue's chest. "So why don't we get started, take this off," He commanded, knocking on her green breast plating.

Normally, Rogue would smack a person for a comment like that, let alone touching her breast, even with the armor over it. But before she realized what happened, she reached back and began to unbuckle the latches to the armor covering her breasts. 

What the hell am ah doing? Ah can't seem to control mahself. 

She shrugged her arms out from the unbuckled armor and tossed it to the ground. Rogue still had her black uniform top on, but that didn't stop Gambit from taking a long moment to do nothing but stare, intoxicated by the sight of her full, up-thrust breasts, straining against the fabric. 

"Take off this off," he commanded, eyes still fixated on her rack.

"Like hell I am!" Rogue coarsely responded as her hands unconsciously betrayed her thoughts. Her pale fingers wrapped themselves around the bottom of the fabric and in on fluid motion pulled it up and over her head.

What the fuck? I can't control myself—it's as if he's hypnotizing--wait a sec! He is hypnotizing me! He did it before, when we first met. He almost killed me because of it! Shit girl, why didn't you realize it sooner?

 

Rogue was absolutely correct. Using his mutant power of hypnotic charm, Gambit has been able to 'seduce' her, having the brunette Goth in the palm of his horny hands. He rubbed these hands together at the sight of her bare, large, perfectly formed breasts. He reached out and cupped her magnificent globes in both hands, and began to give them numerous squeezes and honks. 

Rogue instinctively arched her back, thrusting her chest more firmly against his constantly moving hands. She tried to fight the pleasure; having skin to skin contact was still a new sensation to Rogue, especially the feel of his hands on her bare breasts. She opened her eyes to find him grinning at her again.

If ah could only use mah absorption powers! Trouble is, ah haven't actually used them since ah suddenly had control of them. How do ah activate them?

She concentrated and tried to activate her powers. Nothing happened. She winced in fear--fear that Gambit was actually going to be able to rape her and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. 

Gambit tightened his grip on Rogue's breasts, squeezing the large pieces of flesh intensely. 

"Oooo Chere," he hissed, swirling her marvelous globes around in his hands. "You and Gambit, we're gonna have a good old time!"

That's what you think asshole!

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"What was that?" Kitty jumped, hearing the loud noise. Piotr turned his head and rose, ready for action.

"It sounded like an explosion." He marched over to the door and pressed the button to open it. Nothing happened. He pressed the button a few more times, fiercer each time. 

"Whats wrong?" Kitty asked, noticing his frustration.

"The door is jammed. We're stuck in here," Piotr irritably responded. 

"Hey, like don't yell at me!" Kitty yelled. "It's not my fault!"

"I am sorry Katya. It is just... My comrades may be in danger and I have no way of helping them."

"Can't you just armor up and punch the door down?" the short brunette asked.

"Nyet. Magneto has made sure that his fortress is impenetrable. Even in my armored form, I could not even begin to make a dent in these walls."

Kitty thought for a second, and then lit up with enthusiasm. 

"Hey! No problem--I can walk through walls."

"Da, that is true, but not these walls," Piotr responded, pointing to the thick steel wall. "Magneto has also customized these walls to negate your powers. A low-level electric field surges through these walls." Piotr explained as Kitty walked up to the steel. "Go ahead, try to phase through it."

Kitty stretched out her hand, concentrating just enough to make her hand intangible. Just as her fingertips touched the wall, a small electric shock repelled her hand. 

"Ow," she squeaked, sucking on a burnt finger.

"See, impenetrable and impossible to escape."

Kitty walked back into the middle of the room and sat down, still sucking on her finger. Piotr, very irritated, began to pace back and forth, thinking of a way to get out of the room. 

Damn, that really hurt, Kitty thought to herself, looking at her sore finger. She then inserted the scorched finger back into her mouth, trying to soothe the pain. She lifted her head up, looking at the ceiling as she thought of her own ways of getting out of this room--and away from her captor. 

Hey wait a sec, she thought as she scrunched up her face. 

"Hey Piotr, does the ceiling have this electric shock thingy too?" 

Piotr looked up and thought about the question for a few seconds.

"I'm not sure. Even if it doesn't how are we supposed to get up there? It is easily twenty feet." 

"Well, you could throw me up there--you're strong enough. I could just, like, phase through it." Kitty innocently suggested.

"Da, that could work... but I would be stuck in here and you would be free to cause all sorts of trouble."

"Yeah," Kitty said hanging her head down. "Can't blame me for trying." She swirled her finger around the floor as she thought of another possibility. 

"Well," Kitty started "I could get us both up there," she hesitantly admitted. 

"How?" Piotr curiously asked.

"When I'm, like, holding onto something or someone, I can extend my phasing power to affect them too," Kitty explained as she stood up. "After lots of practice I've been able to have myself and other people walk on air."

"Well, it looks like you X-Men are full of surprises," Piotr said with a smirk.

"Yeah I'm pretty darn impressive aren't I?" Kitty teasing admitted.

"Ok," Kitty said, grabbing Piotr's hand and pulling him to the far end of the room. "Stand right here," she commanded, pointing to a certain spot. Piotr obeyed and stood completely upright.

"Now pick me up," Kitty requested.

"What, why?" Piotr asked with a puzzled look.

"Because I haven't done this many time and it's very hard to concentrate while doing it, so pick me up, buster," the short girl commanded, staring up at the 6'4 giant. 

Piotr complied and scooped up the petite brunette, one hand behind her knees, and one hand on her lower back. A sudden fuzziness soothed through Kitty's body. The feeling of being in Piotr's masculine and powerful arms was so... invigorating.

Ok girl, get a hold of yourself--you need to concentrate.

 

"Close your eyes and be quiet," Kitty said, placing her hand over his eyes. Piotr obeyed and began to walk towards the opposite side of the room. After a few paces, his feet left the ground and just as Kitty said, were walking on air. Kitty removed her hand from Piotr's eyes and placed it on her head.

Can't let anything break my concentration... 

 

The two continued to float up into the air, closer and closer to the ceiling. However, just as they were halfway there... 

Wouldn't hurt to just sneak a peek, Piotr thought and slowly opened one eye, only to find out how high they really were.

"BY THE WHITE WOLF!" Piotr yelled, completely surprised at their height.

Piotr's cry was enough to break Kitty's concentration. Both solidified.

"YOU IDIOT!" Kitty yelled as the two plummeted towards the ground. After what seemed like forever, they hit the floor with a loud thud, Piotr taking the brunt of the impact. The two just lay for the a few seconds, completely dazed. Kitty was the first to break the silence

"Ouch, ouch, ouch," Kitty moaned as rubbed her head. "You klutz! I told you not to open your eyes!"

"Sorry," Piotr said, as he rubbed his back. He then realized the compromising position they were in. He was on his back, legs completely outstretched, with Kitty on top of him, virtually straddling him. Kitty also quickly noticed but didn't move off him. Instead, she leaned in closer onto Piotr.

"Are you okay Katya?" Piotr asked as he stared into her beautiful blue eyes.

"Fine, just fine," she said staring back into his.

"Should we try again?" he nervously asked.

"It can wait," she responded, leaning in closer, inches away from his face. Piotr looked like a deer in the headlights; Kitty wasn't much better off.

"You look scared," Piotr said. Kitty looked down at his lips, then back into his eyes.

"I am scared," she admitted "I don't care."

Kitty bit her lower lip as she leaned her face in; her heart skipped a few beats as she felt Piotr's lips brush against her own. Kitty paused a few seconds, waiting to see if Piotr would back away. He didn't. She kissed him again, this time pressing her lips against his firmer and much longer. Kitty pulled away and looked into Piotr's eyes.

"That was really nice," She said.

Piotr only nodded in response. He leaned back in and met Kitty's lips, opening his mouth to breathe out. Kitty found her body beginning to react almost separately from her mind and her tongue snaked into his mouth. Piotr moved his hands out from his side and touched her hair. Her brown locks were silky smooth to the touch. He then pushed his own tongue pushed into her mouth.

Kitty's entire body melted onto Piotr's and her petite little body relaxed upon his muscular frame. Her breasts smushed down on his chest, and she could feel his chest moving rapidly up and down against hers. Piotr gently lay back on the floor, and Kitty's body came down with him. Silence filled the room, save for the moist sounds of their kissing. Piotr ran his hands up and down Kitty's back sending chills through her body. He continued to run his hands up and down until his large hands stopped at the small curves of Kitty's breasts. She gently pulled her mouth away and sat up straight on his torso. Her hands slowly traced up her body, softly skimming the smooth surface of her uniform. Piotr's erection began to grow as Kitty's weight pressed down on his genitals. The growing bulge pressed against Kitty's body, causing her fingers to fumble at the zipper of her uniform.




X-Men: Evolution Ch. 03



"Are you sure you want to do this?" Piotr asked, just as she was about to unzip her uniform.

Kitty looked up and simply nodded. 

"We may never have this chance again," she said as she begun to slide the zipper down. "I don't want to regret not doing this." 

The zipper of her uniform went all the way down past her belly button, so when it reached that mark, she peeled out of it, letting the top half hang around her waist. Piotr gulped once she was done. She was now straddling him with only the bottom half of her uniform remaining and an exposed pink bra. 

Kitty's entire body shivered as Piotr sat upright, grinding his erection in between her legs. He moved his hands behind Kitty's bare back and undid the bra with ease, helping Kitty slide her arms out of it. Once it was fully removed, Piotr flung the clothing to the side. He looked down at Kitty's breasts, her nipples already hardened. Her small perky breasts moved up and down as she breathed. Piotr wrapped his large hand around her right breast, giving numerous gentle squeezes. A low moan escaped Kitty's mouth; the sensation of Piotr squeezing her breast combined with his erection grinding into her crotch was intoxicating. 

Piotr moved his head in, planting a gentle kiss on her left breast, causing Kitty's entire body to shiver. She closed her eyes as he took the nipple between his lips, rolling his tongue over it. Piotr continued to suck on her left boob, while he started to tweak the other neglected nipple with his fingers. He brought her entire areola into his mouth and even some of the mound of Kitty's breast, while squeezing the other with his hand. Kitty threw her head back, relishing every sensation Piotr was giving her. He unexpectedly pulled his mouth away from her chest as her breast glistened with saliva in the low light of the room. 

Piotr quickly stripped out of the top half of his uniform, revealing his firm, muscular chest. Kitty stared down at his ripped pecks, her genitals throbbing at the sight. She placed her small, trembling hands upon his chest and planted one more soft kiss on his lips before pushing him back down on the floor. She then wiggled off his lap and stood up. 

She bent over and started to unbuckle the straps to her boots. Piotr took a cue from her and anxiously kicked off his large boots. He then settled back down on his back, eagerly looking up at the topless girl. Kitty blushed as his eyes soaked in every inch of her body, especially the naked parts. She didn't disappoint in giving him more flesh to look at. She grabbed hold of her uniform, still half-hanging around her waist, and peeled it down to her ankles. She lifted each leg, finally discarding the clothing completely. A chill went up her bare spine as she stood up, naked, save for a pair of pink lace panties. Piotr's large erection strained against the fabric of his black Speedo upon seeing the sight of the nearly naked girl. 

"You are the most beautiful thing I've seen in long time," he said, staring up at the petite brunette.

"Thank you," Kitty giggled as she brushed a strand of hair from her face. She then slowly knelt down to the ground and parted his legs with her trembling hands. She then laid herself down on her stomach, her small breasts squishing against the floor. She shivered as her body rested on the cold metal floor. Kitty was like a deer in the headlights as stared at the large bulge within Piotr's black Speedos. She took in a deep breath, reached up, and began to pull the last bit of clothing off his body. Piotr wiggled his lower body around, helping her remove the unwanted cloth. After what seemed an eternity, Kitty finally removed the Speedos and threw them over her shoulder. She turned her head around to finally get a look, to finally see what all this fuss was about. Her mouth dropped.

"Oh my god!" She blurted out, trying to cover her mouth and hide her shock. While this was the first penis she had ever seen in her life, she was sure about one thing:

ITS HUGE!! Holy shit! How am I supposed to, like, get that in my mouth? How is it supposed to fit in my vag...

 

"Something wrong, Katya?"

"No, no... just a little surprised," she nervously responded. She looked at it, up and down. Examining its large head, the thick veins running down his long shaft, finally stopping at his swelling balls. 

He's gotta be a foot long, she thought to herself. While he wasn't quite that long, he was still an impressive nine inches. How the hell did Rogue do this?

 

She finally reached out for it and took it into her small, trembling hand. A sudden rush of warmth filled her lower body she held his large cock. Just holding it was getting her wet, which did little for her nervousness. Kitty examined his erection as her delicate little hand grasped around it. She felt his pulse throbbing under her gentle grip. Feeling a sudden boldness, she gave it a quick squeeze, producing a groan from Piotr and a drop of milky liquid at the head of his cock.

Well, can't sit here all day looking at it. 

She took in a deep breath and licked her lips. She lowered her head and gave his shaft a long, slow lick before wrapping her lips around the smooth top of his throbbing head. Piotr groaned out as Kitty's warm lips began to suck away on his sensitive head. A sudden aggressiveness overpowered her and she tried to plunge his entire length down her throat. She only made it about halfway down before choking herself. She quickly withdrew his long shaft from her mouth, instinctively dragging her tongue against the underside.

Well, I'm like, not gonna try that again.

She retightened her grasp around his cock, and began stroking it. It was well lubricated with her salvia by this time, and it slid easily through her hands. Piotr's breathing grew rapid as she continued to jerk him every which way. Kitty brought her head back down and wrapped her lips around his head. She began sucking powerfully on his head with her sensuous lips as her hand pumped up and down, faster and faster on his long shaft. Kitty lifted her lips from his cock for a moment, gathering her breath, while continuing to stroke his slippery shaft. She looked up for a moment and watched him closely, fascinated by each reaction her hand gave him. A small amount of pre-cum trickled down from his head; before she knew what happened her hand gathered it up and smeared along his long shaft.

Kitty thought back a couple weeks, when Rogue was describing her own oral experience.

"When I first tasted his juices, it was kinda bitter...... when he came it got a little sweeter."

Kitty leaned back in, taking in a small amount of his shaft. She gave his head a long sensuous lick with her tongue, tasting his juices.

Ewww, tastes gross, she thought to herself feeling a twinge of disgust. Can't imagine it'll taste any better.

However, she went on and took him back into her mouth, sucking even harder than before. Piotr couldn't seem to think at all now, and he felt a growing pressure building deep within his groin. He tried to fight it, tried to make this last as long as possible, but it was no use. His back arched and his whole body stiffened up, Kitty felt his cock swell in her mouth. She knew what was about to happen, he was going to cum, and he was going to cum in her mouth. 

Today Kitty had French kissed a guy, been felt up, had her boobs sucked on and was now giving her first blowjob. However, she was not yet bold enough to swallow. Piotr's eyes rolled back and he threw back his head back and cried out. Kitty quickly withdrew his cock from her mouth and jerked it over to her far left as he began to spurt. She tightened her grip as his ejaculation continued, sprinkling his white fluid all over the floor. He bucked his hips a few more times as his cock began to spasm, squirting a few more globs of thick liquid. Piotr's large and muscular chest heaved up and down as he breathed heavily, trying to regain his composure. He lifted his head off the floor and looked at Kitty, who had finally released her grip on his penis, still over half-mast. 

"That was... amazing Katya!" he said breathlessly, stroking the side of her face. 

"Really?" she said smiling. "I thought I half-assed it."

"Nyet, it was perfect," Piotr said, grinning ear to ear.

Kitty pushed her hands against the floor, and boosted herself up. 

"Well, I guess you're like, gonna love this," she winked as she pulled her soaked pink panties down to her ankles and kicked them off into a corner. Piotr's eyes widened as Kitty revealed her tight little pussy. She had a small amount of brown hair just above the moist entrance, but looked shaved everywhere else. 

"Da, I like it very much!" Piotr responded with a large grin, nodding like an idiot.

Can't believe I'm gonna do this, she Kitty thought taking in a deep breath, exhaling very slowly. 

She knelt down on Piotr's waist, her knees nearly in his armpits. She then grasped his long shaft, holding it in place as she slowly lowered her body. She began to tremble as the head of his cock reached her wet entrance. Piotr's head fell to the ground; the warmth from Kitties pussy was intoxicating. Just as Kitty was about to insert his length, she stopped. Piotr raised his head with a confused look. Kitty just smiled. She began to rub the tip of his cock against her wet pussy lips. Piotr groaned and Kitty couldn't help but giggle. The giggling however soon stopped as the sensation began to overwhelm her as well. Ending the mutual teasing, Kitty lowered her hips allowing Piotr long, hard cock to finally enter her. 

Her mouth opened in silent moans. Luckily Kitty didn't have to worry about her womanhood; Rogue had once let her 'borrow' a dildo of hers. Even so, this being Kitty's first time, there was still some discomfort since Piotr wasn't exactly a small boy. She paused as half of his length was inside her and tried to manage the discomfort. 

"Are you alright, Katya?" Piotr asked noticing her hesitance.

Kitty leaned forward, bracing herself on Piotr's muscular chest.

"Peeerfect," Kitty purred as the heavenly feeling took over. 

 Slowly, she began to rock her hips, allowing another inch after inch of his cock to enter her. Soon his entire nine inchs were fully inside her, once again causing Kitty to open her mouth in silent moans. 

"Oh g..god," she said, blinking her eyes at the incredible feeling.

Piotr raised a hand up from his side and gently stroked Kitties soft and beautiful face in his hand. Kitty took her own hand and wrapped around his. She closed her eyes as their two hands caressed one another. Kitty then brought his hand up to her mouth and gave it a tender kiss. Their eyes met. 

"You have the most beautiful blue eyes," Piotr said in his thick Russian accent. 

Kitty gave a bright and wonderful smile, enough even to melt away Piotr's stoic exterior. She gave his hand one more kiss, before his trailed down her petite body. He gave Kitty's small breast a gentle squeeze, causing the young brunette entire body to jump. As she jumped, she bounced on Piotr's cock, still buried within her tight pussy. She threw her head back as the wonderful sensation rippled through her lower body. Kitty slowly brought her head back down and once again met up with Piotr's eyes. She brought her hands back down to his muscular chest for leverage, and then gave him a wink. 

Kitty pushed up on her knees, slowly elevating her body up and gradually sliding more and more of Piotr's cock out from her. He groaned out as her tight pussy refused to let go of his member. Just as his head was about to slip out from her warmth, Kitty slid back done his long shaft. 

 

She's so tight... so wet... so warm, Piotr thought as her pussy wrapped around his hard cock.

Really getting into the sensation now, Kitty began to gyrate her hips around in a circular motion, rubbing Piotr's cock all around her inner walls. Both of their eyes closed in response to the grinding. She once again pushed up on her knees and slid half of his cock out before impaling herself once again. Kitty moaned as she started to ride his cock, harder and faster. His cock was drenched in her wetness now, sliding in easier and quicker. Kitty went all the way down on him, burying his cock deep inside her tight pussy, then again slid off him until just the tip remained and once again buried it. She maintained this bouncing rhythm, lost in her own world. Piotr was also lost in thoughtless bliss. Seeing the petite brunette bounce on his cock was exhilarating. To the young Russian, what was but a few handful of minutes felt like hours. Hours of paradise. Hours of ecstasy. Hours of joy. And most importantly, hours spent in Kitty's warm pussy.

Kitty bit down on her lower lip as a growing sensation built between her legs--a sensation she couldn't keep quiet about and let out a low moan. Each time she slid back down on Piotr's cock, she let out another moan. Piotr himself couldn't help but let out a few moans and grunts as Kitty seamlessly bounced on his shaft. He placed his large hands on her small, thin hips, helping to thrust deeper into her. 

If it was possible, she started moving faster on him now, sliding his cock in and out of her. A loud squishing sound echoed from her pussy as her wetness increased. Kitty's long brunette hair fell down across her face concealing her from Piotr's view. He took a hand away from her hip and brushed her hair back, revealing her beautiful face. Yet her beautiful face was wincing... and at least in Piotr's opinion, wincing in pain. 

"Katya, are you hurt?"

Kitty shook her head. She wasn't hurt, she wasn't even in pain--she was in pure pleasure. She pounded down on Piotr hard cock one more time and the growing build up within her pussy finally exploded. Her whole body tensed up as she came, her legs squeezed his hips tightly. Piotr groaned out as Kitty dug her nails into his chest as her tight pussy orgasmed around his cock. Kitty let out a loud moan as the orgasm pulsated through her body, causing to shiver and tremble. She let out another moan as another small wave crashed through her body. Her entire body collapsed against him as she layed her head on his chest. Surprisingly, Piotr managed to hold out from cumming, despite the wonderful sensation of having Kitty's pussy tighten up around his cock. 

The two just lay there, not moving for a few moments. Piotr then raised his head from the floor; he was still inside her, hard as ever and completely ready to keep going. However, Kitty had her not moved a muscle since collapsing onto him. Her head was buried in his chest, while her brown hair covered her face. He once again brushed the hair away from her face to reveal that Kitty's eyes were closed.

"Are you alright?" Piotr asked as he gently caressed the side of her face. 

Kitty slowly opened her eyes, accompanying them with a bright smile. 

"I'm fine... that was like, sooo great," she responded as she wiped some sweat off her forehead. Kitty planted a few light kisses on his chest before resting her chin on his chest. She wrapped her small arms around his body, hugging him as she stared into his eyes. 

"I can't help but notice that you're still... 'up to the job'?" Kitty teased as she began to wiggle her hips, grinding her pussy against his cock. Piotr couldn't help but laugh as the short brunette squirmed around in the most innocent manner. 

"Da, very 'up to the job'," he admitted. 

"Well," Kitty said as she pushed herself up to a sitting position, "I guess we'll like, just have to solve that problem."

Kitty once again brought her full weight down on him, impaling herself on his hard shaft, drawing out an excited moan from Piotr. She started to slowly move up and down on him, rising up until just the head remained between her shining wet lips, then taking the whole nine inches back inside her.

Piotr pushed himself up, his upper body now fully upright. He wrapped his large arms around Kitty and brought her in even closer, squishing her small breast up against his chest. Piotr looked deep into her beautiful blue eyes as Kitty continued to ride him. He moved his face in closer and wrapped his lips around hers. Their tongues interlaced, probing one another's, as Kitty slid up and down on Piotr's cock. The two withdrew from their passionate kiss, producing a small slurping noise. Normally, such a thing would cause Kitty to giggle, but she was definitely not in the mood for giggling. Unable to contain her lust any longer, she threw in head back moaning loudly. Her perky breasts thrust upwards as her back arched. Piotr, not normally one to indulge in his urges, squeezed her left breast, causing Kitty to let out another loud moan. After a few more squeezes, he placed both of his hands on her small ass, and gave the firm cheeks a few good squeezes. Kitty moaned as she bounced atop his large cock while having her entire body fondled. He flattened his palms on her smooth ass and began to help Kitty pound away. 

The two started to move up and down faster now, and Piotr could tell from her breathing that she was nearing another orgasm. He was getting closer, too, and started to move his hips upward against hers. The two lovers wrapped their arms around one another as they intensified their pace. A loud thumping noise echoed throughout the room as Kitty bounced roughly up and down on Piotr's hard cock. Piotr then let out a series of moans and groans and his entire body tensed up as his cock began to spasm. It squirted a glob of thick liquid into her awaiting pussy causing Kitty to cry out. The gushing white liquid triggered Kitties own orgasm and she let out a loud and long moan as wave upon wave of a powerful orgasms crashed down on her. She dug her nails into his back and instinctively squeezed her thighs around Piotr. Her wet pussy tightened up all around Piotr's cock, milking every last drop from the Russian stud's pulsating cock. As the last wave subsided from Kitties immense orgasm and every last drop spilled out from Piotr's cock, the two crashed down on the floor. Sweat glistened off their bodies as they gasped and huffed for air. As Piotr pulled out from Kitty, both groaned from the loss of contact.

"Piotr," Kitty said still gasping for air, smiling brightly as usual, "Could you like, kidnap me again next week?" Piotr chuckled as he brushed her sweaty hair away from her face.

"Da, I think I can arrange that."

The two spent the next couple of minutes wrapped in each other's arms. Kitty swirled her fingers around his muscular chest as she listened to his heartbeat, while Piotr basked in the wonderful smell of her hair. They reluctantly put on their clothes, never breaking eye contact and always holding one another's hand when ever possible. Just as Kitty zipped the last piece to her uniform a large noise emanated from the other side of the steel exit door. 

"Stand away from the door!" a familiar voice warned. Kitty and Piotr backed away, hands still intertwined.

"Well sounds like Rogue's busting me outta this joint." Kitty unenthusiastically said. "Whenever you feel like joining my side, remember there'll be a warm place in my bed for ya." She stood up on her tippie toes and gave Piotr one last kiss. A loud explosion broke up the two and smoke filled the room. As the smoke cleared standing on the other side was Rogue. Her costume was ripped all over, her air was a mess and dirt covered her entire body. The past hour had apparently been a rough one for her.

"Holy shit, Rogue!" Kitty exclaimed. "Like, what the hell happened to you?"

"Well... let's just say Pyro is one resilient boy," Rogue admitted with an exhausted look on her face.

"Pyro?" Piotr questioned, not expecting his name to come up.

"Yeah, fuckin little pervert. Your Cajun buddy tried to rape me and to top it off, he lets that Aussie little punk watch."




X-Men: Evolution Ch. 03



"So he wasn't successful then?" Piotr asked with a relieved sound in his voice. 

"Nope. At the last second ah managed to turn on mah absorbin powers and drained the swamp rat dry," She sassily explained. "Pyro then came out from some shadows and attacked me. Needless to say, I won."

"Well, I like, think you've had enough excitement for the day," Kitty gleefully said, wrapping her arm around Rogue's. "So let's go!"

"What, the big old "Iron Giant" is just gonna let us go?" Rogue confusingly asked.

"Yup," Kitty said as she started to walk away, tugging at her roommate's arm. 

Just as the two X-Women were about to exit Magneto's compound, Kitty turned around and looked at Piotr. The tall Russian stood there with his usual stoic demeanor back in place. Kitty giggled as an evil grin spread across her face.

"Hey Colossus," she yelled, "Next time we should do it when your all steeled up!"

She then wrapped her arm back around Rogue's and continued on.

"What was that?" Rogue asked, still quite confused over the whole situation. "What were you two doing?"

"Oh nothing really... just fucking around."

The end... for now...