SeX-Men Evolution

Bobby stretched again, yawning, then went out of his room. He walked slowly past Lance's room, and bumped into Jean.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Jean, I didn't see you there."
 
Jean looked up, her sly smile still on her face. She looked like she had gotten away with something wicked. "Oh, hi, Bobby. What's up?"

After her 'experiment' she was seeing the world through new eyes. For the first time, she was viewing Bobby and really analyzing and postulating what it would be like to be with him. She felt terribly slutty thinking such things after just leaving Lance'es room from a rather raunchy fuckfest but, she began to feel familiar urges again and she suddenly realized Bobby was a pretty attractive guy. She smiled seductively his way.
 
Bobby raised an eyebrow, suddenly unnerved by the look on Jean's face. He had no idea what she had just done. Even so, he felt himself hardening at the sight of her.

"Are you ok? You're looking at me a little wierd."
 
Rogue

Rogue's eyes went as large a saucers as she pushed Jamie out of his lock on her lips.

"A yearrrr," she gasped. "Goodness gracious, no sir, I'va been waitin' damn near lon'enuff. I..uh... maybe a lil'nervous, but geez"

Rogue exhaled pushing back one of the multiples pulling her glove from his hand and walked towards the door of electronics lab. The cool air crackled around her as it filled with static electricity from the generators starting up with a soft whirling sound. Pulling off her second glove, she pushed the long leather pair into her pocket. She didn't want to lose her favorite pair.

Calmer now, she surveyed the length of the Jamie she'd been kissing and then, the others. Their biceps swelled perfectly in folded arms as they all held the same stance. Lingering by the door, she could not help but wonder what lied beneath his clothes or theirs as the case was. She tried to focus on the one trying not to feel overwhelmed by the other two.

"The secon' floor isa too far away, and um...someone could come in," she tugged at her lip thinking where she wanted to go. "The wine cella' behin' furniture storage upstairs...in the basement. You know where I mean? No one goes back there...uh...and maybe we coulda have a drink to take the edge off? We can get somethin' out of those drawers as a corkscrew, a mattress from storage, an' figure out the res' when we get there?"

Rogue shrugged trying to project a look of indifference. Unconsciously, she tapped on the collar at her neck.
 
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Betsy

Besty grinned as he finally came. There was some on her breasts and some around her lips but she greedily licked that up. She had swallowed most if it wanting to be filled with him.

"Should we go home now? Maybe we can see whose willing to be part of our little game", she said giving a smile tracing over his lips softly with her finger.
 
Madrox

Jamie was a little shocked when she pushed him away. He'd been suave, he thought, he knew he was getting her turned on, her nipples were as hard as diamonds, he could feel them in his dupe's fingertips. He blinked a few times, the other Jamies just taking it in stride, barely missing a beat, continuing to massage Rogue's erogenous zones. If she didn't want them she'd push them away.

"A yearrrr," she gasped. "Goodness gracious, no sir, I'va been waitin' damn near lon'enuff. I..uh... maybe a lil'nervous, but geez"

Jamie had to restrain himself from breaking into a three part harmony of Barry White's "Let's Get It On." He was a goofball, a prankster, and when he was nervous he joked around to ease the tension. Right now though he was trying to be sensitive and most of all he didn't want to turn Rogue off. She still wanted him, which was good.

When Rogue walked away he fought down his own nerves and the three Jamies lined up, facing her, arms crossed. Standing there in T-shirt and jeans, brown hair rakishly unkempt but utterly cool, a wicked smile on his face. One of the benefits of his non-mutant heritage was that he had a stocky physique and an incredibly high metabolism. While he wasn't as big as Colossus, he was stronger then most humans, and had a body Fabio would kill for.

"The secon' floor isa too far away, and um...someone could come in," she tugged at her lip thinking where she wanted to go. "The wine cella' behin' furniture storage upstairs...in the basement. You know where I mean? No one goes back there...uh...and maybe we coulda have a drink to take the edge off? We can get somethin' out of those drawers as a corkscrew, a mattress from storage, an' figure out the res' when we get there?"

"Your wish is my command," The Jamies said simultaneously and clapped thier hands. Suddenly there were 6 Jamies in the room smiling at Rogue. The three new dupes took off and the three original Jamies grinned at her. They walked toward Rogue and the middle Jamie spoke.

"I'll get it all set up, should be ready in a minute and then," the three Jamies raised their hands, rolling thier hips and moving to the rythem as they broke out into three part harmony to that classic Barry White song, "We'll get it on."
 
Havok

Alex smiled as Betsy rubbed his lips with her fingers. He reached up and rubbed her cheek, pulling her down to him, looking into her eyes for a long moment and kissing her slowly, letting thier tongues intertwine, running his other hand down over her body.

She was his. He liked that.

"Sure," Alex said after they broke thier kiss, "Let's go home."

He lifted himself up, pulling his pants back on and straightening things out, letting Betsy get dressed, but taking the bra away from her.

"You can have this back if you get Xavier to let us room together," he said with a grin. Starting the truck he headed back toward Graymalkin Lane.
 
Jean laughed, "I'm fine, Bobby. I was just wondering if you're up for some company. I'm feeling kind of lonely this evening." she murmured, caressing his arm with her fingers and then finally wrapping herself around it whispering, "I am trying out some experimentation and I wonder if you could help me with them... in your room."
 
Rogue rolled her eyes stiffling a laugh while Jaime sang.

"You're a goof," she wrinkled up her nose as she spoke.

She stopped touching the collar to take the middle Jaime's hand drawing him toward the door. Slipping a glance at the other Jaimes busily snapping to their tasks, she looked confused. A flurry of activity burst around the two by the door.

"Which one is you?" she asked.

She slid her hand up his forearm over the taunt muscle and vein running the length. The light fluff of arm hair against her bare hand sent a tingle through her senses. The sensation edged her on to kiss the curve of his neck restraining the urge to nibble on the pronouced cord of muscle.

"Tell me. Do you know?"

Steering him the steps, she walked forward blindly toward the steps knowing the path by heart. She rather look at his face then the floor. The exercise in dexterous foreplay was worth it.
 
Lance, finally done with fixing his room a little, put on a shirt and some sneakers and walked out. He had to see if Lance could find Jean, ask her some questions about him and her, and Scott now the he remembered that he was practically in love with her. Begining to walk down the hall, he saw Jean talking with Bobby. Overhearing her words, Lance couldn't help but chuckle.

I am trying out some experimentation and I wonder if you could help me with them... in your room.

Lance really should have known. Turning back around, Lance began to walk away, a smirk on his face. The guy really didn't know whether to be pissed off or feel sorry for Summers...
 
Betsy

Betsy grinned watching the mansion come into view. ah home sweet home.

"You can keep it I have plenty. I want something else if I pull it off. And I will," she said determined as she gave a small yawn. Between classes and Alex she was drained.
 
Boom Boom

Tabby laid over her flame retardent comforter practicing a small firework show over her bed. Bored with the display, she waved her arms to clear the last of the tiny explosions. Anything larger would have one of her damn teachers in her business. Good thing she disabled the smoke alarms in here. Bunch of tight ass teachers around this school, she thought rising from the bed.

Walking over the window and climbing onto the oversized ledge, she watched the courtyard letting her mind drift to what the rest of world was doing. She just really needed to get some sleep, but she just wasn't drowsy yet. Knees pulled to her chest, she stared out framed by the glass. The teleporters are so lucky. They can get out of here anytime they want.

"Why is my life so boring?" she moaned pushing her hand against the pane.
 
Lance wasn't tired at all, and he really had nothing to do. No one was around, there was nothing to do, so Lance figured he'd get some fresh air and see the mansion at night. He had only been here for 2 days after all. With a sigh he walked towards the main entrance and out the mansion.

Walking out into the garden he sat down on a nearby bench. He sat there for a minute or two before feeling as if someone was nearby. Turning around he saw some girl looking out at the grounds boredly. Lance looked at her for a sec, wondering who she was.
 
Boom Boom

Tabby watched the male figure staring up at her. It was too far to tell exactly who it was, but she could tell it was a student by the way they slouched.

Who in the hell was out on the grounds after curfew? Ever the lady, Tabby flipped the guy off while sticking out her tongue. He still looked up at her. Damn, that didn't have any effect!?! So, she decided to have a little fun. Screw the rules...a little fire play in fun doesn't hurt anyone.

Concentrating, she formed a small bird from flames outside the window and sent it near where he sitting. By slight of hand, she swooped it to the right and then around the left. His head turned watching the bird. As the purple, red and yellow flamed shape hovered level with his line of sight, it exploded with a small pop sending tiny embers raining down in front of him. A few of them hopefully scorched small spots into his pant legs.

Tabby laughed and thankful she had been practicing.

Too bad she couldn't see his expression.
 
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Bobby blinked, then shrugged slightly. "Sure, Jean. Though I could use some food first, if you don't mind. I just woke up. Fell asleep studying."
 
wolverine

Logan, aka Wolverine, looked up into the sky. Nice day for a walk, pleasant smells, cool breeze, bright sunshine and the scent of something else. It was faint but his nostrils diffinately smelled something out of place.
He tugged on the collar of his yellow T-shirt and shifted the belt on his black jeans. He looked around and spotted two people coming toward him heading back toward the mansion.
It was Betsy and Alex. The closer they got to him the stronger the out of place smell got. He smiled when he realized what it was exactly.
It casually walked up to them with a knowing grin on his face.
"Nice day for a swim." He said. "Lake's been dirty lately, I'd make sure to take a shower right away if I were the two of you." He warned eying each of them individually.
 
Looking over as Tabby flipped him off he looked at her slightly annoyed. "What a cunt..." Lance muttered to himself, really wondering who the hell she was and what problems she had with him. Probably just some bored bitch wanting to fuck with someone. None the less he still watched her as he saw a sudden glowing coming from her window.

He saw as a small bird made from fire flew around him first to the left then the right. Sure the thing looked nice... but Lance didn't have a good feeling about this one. None the less he still sat there, and a minute later as various little sparks burned the shit out of his pants he cursed himself for not moving.

Obviously aggitated, Lance stood up turning to Tabby's window. If she wanted to play then he'd play, he had been practicing too anyways. A grin forming on his face, Lances foot was brought up as he suddenly stomped on the ground. With his powers, he cause a sudden pillar of rock to begin to extend out of the ground lightning fast, aimed right at Tabby. About to crash through the window and crush the girl, the pillar sudden ceased to grow.

Sadly Lance wouldn't injure the girl, he was trying to at least stay slightly good and noble. None the less he smirked, wanting so bad to see the scared and shocked expression on that bitches face.
 
Jean agreed to escort Bobby down to the dining hall to scrounge up some food. She was pretty hungry too after burning off all the energy she had earlier.
 
Boom Boom

Tabby was still laughing at the window when she saw this huge pillar shoot out of the ground. The massive rock sped toward her window causing her to jump back and fall off the window ledge.

"Oh SHIT!" she exclaimed before the impact of floor knocked the wind out of her lungs. The fall, being quite painful, delayed her nature physical reaction to run. However, she mentally braced herself for an impact that didn't come. Realizing it was just a trick, she stood back up and crept back to the window.

That had to be Lance down there. She realized with a bit of horror.

She tried to look back down, but could not see anything because of the pillar in her line of vision. Cursing under her breath, she pulled open the window placing her hand on the rock.

"Show off," she yelled out the window.
 
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Bobby went with Jean to the dining hall, and looked around to see what they had to choose from. He ended up choosing a steak burger and some fries. He waited for Jean to grab her food, and then saw a slice of cake, and grabbed it, along with some milk to wash it down.
 
Havok then Madrox

Alex pulled his old chevy pick-up into his normal spot inside the garage. He was one of the few kids on campus with a car so they could all fit inro the garage. He grinned at Betsy. Damn she was sexy, and she was all his.

"You can keep it I have plenty. I want something else if I pull it off. And I will."

Betsy was pretty confident, which kind of surprised Alex, but if she wanted this as much as he did then he could understand why. He grinned, feeling pretty damn good. He still had to do his history homework, and find out what he missed in the classes he skipped, but otherwise he was on top of the world.

"So what do you want if you pull this off?" Alex asked as he undid his seatbelt and shut off the truck.


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Jamie stopped dancing when Rogue grabbed him and pulled him away, the other two dupes that were dancing stopped and went off to help the others set up. He let Rogue drag him along to the door.

"Which one is you?"

Jamie chuckled. How do you explain what its like being in two places at once? How it feels to be two people who are entirely different, with completely independent brains, yet tshare one mind. Hell, Xavier couldn't even get an accurate reading on him. Each duplicate is free, able to exist on its own for years without ever needing to recombine with another Jamie, able to make decisions and plans on his own. It was more complicated then Jamie could really state. There was no way he could ever tell someone else.

But he could show Rogue. He could let her touch a dupe, just for a moment ot two. Let her make a half dozen Rogue duplicates, let her see how it feels. In fact, that wasn't a bad technique for a fight. 300 fully powered Rogues flying at an enemy. Scary.

And in the space of a heartbeat all those thoughts were gone, Rogue's gentle touch stole them away and redirected them. He smiled and ran his fingers over her sides, letting her direct him, bursts of electricity shooting across his arm and neck. And when she kissed his neck: Jamie had never felt anything so soft, she dextroyed his nerves, he was melting inside, his knees turning to butter in an instant.

"Tell me. Do you know?"

Jamie exhaled slowly. The other Jamies around him feeling mild radiations of pleasure from him, but continue with their duties knowing they'll feel it in full when they recombine.

"Yes I know. All of us are me, all of us are real. I am Jamie Madrox. I'm sure of it."

Jamie let Rogue guide him toward the steps, sending a dupe ahead and watched out of that Jamie's eyes. Jamie closed his eyes and kissed Rogue, his hands on her waist, being very careful that neither of them fell while traversing the steps blind. She wasn't invulnerable with the collar powered on.

Meanwhile a fleet of Jamies ran over the mansion, grabbing an air mattress from the hiking supplies, blankets and sheets from the linen closet, champaigne flutes and a corkscrew from the kitchen, candles and matches from the emergency cabinet, another dupe to the kitchen for ice and a bucket to keep the wine properly chilled.

Setting it all up Jamie recombined and stood there, awaiting his own arrival with a beautiful maiden.

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Out of Character: sorry, limitted posting tonight, I'm at work.
 
OH SHIT!

Lance couldn't help but start laughing as Tabby screamed out in sudden shock and fear. With a grin he tried to calm himself down, hoping to god he could somehow see the look on the silly girls face right now. "You ok Tabs? Don't have a heart attack on me now!" Lance teased from the lawn, loving the devious feeling he had now. This reminded him of the days at the Brotherhood, fucking with random people.

"Show off? Hey I think I have enough reason to show off..." Lance yelled back with a wide grin. "And anyways you fucking birds stung like hell..." Lance said angrily.

"You should get going to bed anyways Tabs, isn't it past your bedtime?!" Lance yelled out one more time, turning back to his the bench. He couldn't see her past his pillar, so there was no reason to pay attention to her now. He could finally get some peace and quiet...
 
Rogue

Thier movements were tenative at first, each gauging the other's reaction to their exploration of feather touches and gentle caresses. But, their desires quickly overcame caution. He reached around her waist pulling her closer to his side.

Jamie's lips became more demanding. Rogue responded in kind. Her tongue teased him, tracing the outline of his mouth then plunging in before retreating once more. She kissed the corners of his mouth and along his jaw, down his neck. Her mouth was warm and moist against the pulse of in his throat.

As one hand moved up the front of his t-shirt, the other moved down his back past the base of spine to the solid muscles of his ass. She kneaded and massaged the ripe swell feeling her insides turn to liquid fire.

"I need...," she breathed hotly in his ear before tilting up her chin to give him access to her neck. "you, Jaime."

Pushing off the floor into his arms, she wrapped her legs around his hips grinding her clit into his bone. The heat made small droplets of perspiration roll down her cleavage. Her nipples were like searing irons burning through her shirt to reach the cool of his mouth.
 
Boom Boom

Smacking the pillar in frustration at Lance's response, Tabby fumed at being referred to as a child. Bedtime...her feathers were fully ruffled at that comment. He knew how to upper cut her pride. Mutant men were all so fucking cocky. It was only worse when they were hot.

She backed away from the window. Why could she never think of anything clever when the moment called for it?

Bending down, she roughly pulled on some track shoes with no socks. Her gray sweat pants and navy t-shirt had small cinder holes from practice early, but her mind was past her appearance. She pulled her short hair back through her fingers before back stepping to the window.

"Dr. Xavier will have your ASS if you don't move this!" she yelled feeling stupid for sounding like a baby. She paused for a moment before slamming down the window.

"Bedtime," she growled to herself. "I'm not a little kid."

Only to exaggerate the point, she puffed up her chest which at eighteen still lacked more womanly qualities. Atleast, she never had to wear a bra. Stomping out her bedroom door, she headed down the hall. Not really sure where she was going, she just knew she wasn't going to bed!
 
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Cyclops

At Miss Frost's comment, one of Scott's eyebrows quirked up slightly. "A good thing," he repeated. "How do you mean, Miss Frost?" "I don't see one good thing about it." He must sound like a fool or a brat, but it was true.

"I'm so frustrated I can't think or focus, and after what I saw in the dining room, it's even worse."
 
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