SeX-Men Evolution

Jean smiled with her tray in her hands, "Where to?" she asked Bobby, but her appetite was for so muhc more than the food on her plate. Lance had opened her up to a whole new world of experiences she wanted to try...
 
Bobby sat down at a table. "We might as well just sit down, I don't think anyone else will be here this late."

He was about to start eating when he caught her staring at him again.

"What?"
 
She shurgged, "Nothing. I just...Bobby your eyes are gorgeous. Has anyone ever told you that before?" asked Jean.
 
Bobby blinked rapidly. That came out of left field, obviously. One minute Jean was staring at him, the next she came out with a comment about his eyes. He looked down at his food, trying to figure out what that was about.

"There's something on your mind, isn't there." It was more of a statement than a question.
 
Betsy/Emma

"My price is simple. You" She smiled and opened the door hopping out of the truck.

"I'll work on him tomorrow. Right now I need a shower from being such a bad dirty girl with you", she gave a small grin and kissed him. "See ya tomorrow sweetie"

"It's easy Scott. Being with Jean so long you miss out on alot of things. She's given you your freedom back. To experiment. To have meaningless relationships.", Emma smiled as she got to the last one, "To have sex".
 
Cyclops

Whoa...that was not what he'd expected to hear. He thought she'd talk about how he would learn to deal with internal conflicts or develop stronger ties with the young man he still thought of as his enemy.

Scott could feel himself blushing at the smile on her lips as she uttered that last part, stressing the words. It didn't help that it was coming from the stunning and scorchingly dressed Emma Frost. "I hadn't thought about that." It was true, he hadn't explored that side of life much. He had so much else to do...that and he didn't think he was really on anyone's list of hot guys.

Nevertheless, in the back of mind he sifted through the fantasies he'd had starring the women of the Institute, Miss Frost included. Would it really help to make some of those come true? He knew it was a big stress reliever but... "I...so, would you suggest that I...that I, ah...experiment then?" That seemed the best word to use.
 
Emma

Emma gave a small smile. He was so innocent it was a bit funny. She had no doubts that the only woman he had ever been with was Jean. And even then she didn't know if they were that intimate. Poor Scott he had spent most of his teenage years tied down and deprived. She almost pitied him.

"Yes I do think you should. Who knows you make learn something new", she said giving a small smirk.
 
"There's something on your mind, isn't there." It was more of a statement than a question. Bobby seemed to be nervous.

Jean felt discouraged. "I just... want to know...more about you, Bobby." she answered diplomatically.
 
Bobby raised an eyebrow. That wasn't a very direct answer. "Oh. Well, what do you want to know? And why is Lance's room that messed up."
 
Jean laughed, "That was an unexpected side-effect of an experiemtn he was helping me with, something I was wondering if you could help me with as well." she said honestly.

"My roommate is always bragging about all this stuff she tries with her boyfriends. Things I've never tried before. I got Lance to help me figure a few things out and I now am curious about how these same experiments would play out with... other boys I find attractive...such as you, Bobby. Interested in experimenting with me?"
 
Lance laughed as Tabby tried to think of something to say. "Need help Tabs? I know complex thoughts like come backs are difficult..." Lance teased, finding her cute when mad. He still couldn't see her because of the pillar though, so with a tap of his foot on the ground, the pillar slowly retreated back down to the ground. Lances brown eyes looked back up no able to see Tabby, who still seemed to be fuming.

"I'm not sure Xavier swings that way Tabs, but I'm pretty sure he'd prefer having your ass..." Lance teased yet again, turning himself around on the bench so he could face Tabby.

However once turned around, Lance realized Tabby was no longer there. Looked like she actually went to bed. With a frown Lance lay down flat on the bench, looking up at the stars. She was no fun...
 
Havok

"What do you mean Bets, You alreay have me."

Alex walked around to the back of the truck, openned the cap and pulled thier bookbags out, slinging them both over his shoulders without a second thought. He tok Betsy's hand and headed toward the kitchen, which was on the way to thier rooms. They hadn't eaten yet and he was starved.
 
Madrox

Jamie grinned as Rogue started teasing him, tracing his lips with his tongue, kissing deeply for a second at a time, then covering his face, his jaw, and hen concentratin oin that amazingly sensitive part of his neck. He enjoyed it, his knees melting especially when she nuzzled at his neck, and let her work, not wanting to disturb his lady in her work. And let's face it, she was turning him on, the evidence was right before her, the smile oin his face and the still growing bulge at his waist.

His hands, in turn, slipped under her shirt to roll over her belly, rubbing her with the heel of his palm, his fingers tracing each ab before letting his cool hand lip over it. His other hand pulled up her shirt, to just under her breasts, and slipping back under her shirt started to caress her amazing orbs, cupping the sensitive undersides, them rubbing up between them, running a circle up to the perfect peaks, crushing the bra down on her nipples. Jamie used both hands to get the bra off and began to open the bra's clasp and slipped his hands under to touch her most sensitive peaks, a finger sliding up each side of her nipple, slowly closing then pressing down, making small circles. Eventually one finger left and he laid Rogue down on the air matress. he wasn't sure how he got to the air mattress, but he didn't care. HIs hands roamed down over her body, caressing her ass through her jeans, then openning her jeans and pushing them down a little.

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

Jamie took full advantage of he tilting her head back, kissing down Rogue's jugular, licking at it, taking long slow kisses, suckling her tneder flesh, revelling in each gasp of breath, each subtle moan. he needed her too. needed to sheath himself inside her and find respite.

When she wrapped her legs around him he almost died. Her crotch grinding against his hard cock and it sent shockwaves over his body. He grinned into her neck and pressed down hard, crushing down on ROgue's clit through thier clothes and pushing so hard against the air mattress Rogue felt her ass push into the cement floor of the cellar. JAmie moved his hips back and forth trying to drive harder against her, and lifted himself up with two arms, no longer kissing her neck he arched his back and bent his head to her nipples, creating a tight seal on the niple through her shirt, suckling it deep into his mouth, letting his tongue wash over it, teasing the super sensitive bud with the tip then pushing the flat of his tongue down on it, applying surprising force and rolling his tongue in a circle.

JAmie wanted Rogue, wanted her bad, but he couldn't stop himself from responding to her long enough to undo his own pants. Hed never been this far before and didn't know he could bring a woman to climax without even entering her, that a sensual lover, the kind he strived to be, would never have the sheer number of orgasms as his partner, that women were designed to recieve incredible pleasure from a number of different places, far more then a man, and a skillful lover would stimulate them all. No, Jamie had only read about how men were always so bad in bed, rushing to thier own release and not caring about thier partner. He had sworn not to be that way, wanting to make sure that Rogue was good and ready before he undid his pants.
 
Cyclops

"Yes I do think you should. Who knows you make learn something new", she said giving a small smirk.

Scott stared at her for a few moments. This woman, his teacher, was encouraging him to engage in wanton and meaningless sex. To let himself go for once and just seek out pleasure. Since coming to Xavier's he'd never let himself go in regards to anything...he always tried to keep everything in check. He'd wanted what all guys wanted, but it was risky...if he wasn't paying attention or his glasses got jostled loose...he didn't want to think about it.

But she had a point. The Professor had always said that one should embrace and explore every aspect of life. The more knowledge about any and everything, the better and fuller person you were. Again he thought of how Jean's face had looked with Lance's cock sliding in and outof her mouth. This time, he only felt a slight sting of anger and betrayel, far more he felt a rush of hot, eagerness to have that feeling, to put that expression on someone's face himself. He'd wanted a release, after all, hadn't he?

"You're right," His voice was almost astonished. "I've been missing," well, he didn't really know, did he? Jean, until tonight it seemed, was virginal and he was too afraid of the consequences to just let it happen. "I could learn a lot." The smirk on Miss Frost's face was teasing, and he let his eyes linger on her full figure. Did he really want to say what he was thinking? "If I had a good teacher."
 
Boom Boom

Tabby's stomps turned to softer steps walking down the hall. Her anger always fizzled as quickly as it sparked. With all her tantrums, her father use to tell her she should have been a redhead. The thought of her father made her stomach turn sour. She frowned running her fingers back threw her bangs. The damn things kept falling in her eyes.

The stairs led her down to the main level. She glanced toward the side door to the gardens. Lance would be out there all smug and full of himself. He'd probably be laying down on the bench with one leg sprawled out on the ground. It was his favorite position. Whenever the guys would shot hoops, he'd always pull off his shirt to use as a pillow. He'd lay there all sweaty and sculpted like an ad for men not to get involved with. How many times had she thought about leaning down and licking the puddle from his belly button. The arrogance only seem to make him hotter. Asshole.

She looked back at the kitchen and then to the door with a smile. Grabbing her shirt firmly at the base, she ripped the bottom ring off to show her belly. Then, she wiggled down the sweats to show the strings of her thong. All she needed was some cold water. She giggled. Turning back to the kitchen, she headed to get some evian. If she was lucky, maybe he'd show his big rock again.
 
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Rogue

Jamie's mouth tortured her though her shirt not giving her the skin on skin contact she longed for. It was more then she could bear. Grasping the collar of his t-shirt, she ripped the thick cotton like a wet paper towel. The taut muscles in his chest flexed as he reacted with mild shock. Her fingers thrust forward to graze down his naked pecs. As a reward, his tiny nipples turned to pebbles before her eyes. She was amazed not really ever having thought about men having nipples. Now, his were there nude before her.

Her hands, possessed by lust, slid up and down his upper body exploring every ridge, every bump and every dip. She was like a blind woman trying to memorize his perfect shape.

"Mine," she moaned. "Get-it off..."

He silenced her with a deep kiss that trailed down the satin column of her neck to the tops of her breast. His hands clear away the buttons leaving only bare skin in thier wake. Rogue pushed foward her hips as Jaime sucked in the hard bud of her right nipple. His hard cock jerked in response to her thrust. Both her hands shot down to the motion hungerly pulling at the button over his fly. Her pussy was thick and hot grinding against him. The outline of his throbbing rod was growing under the pressure of her crotch. Every stroke of his hand made the ridge in her blue jeans soaking wet as it bit into her clit. She cried out in frustration as her eyes grew large and begging.

"I need you to touch me," she pleaded, "here."

Her hands gave up in his fly to part her own.
 
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Madrox

"I need you to touch me," she pleaded, "here."

Her hands gave up in his fly to part her own.


Jamie grinned, running his hands down to Rogue's crotch, pushing her jeans open, and rubbing against the top of her mound. He'd never actually gotten this close before, let alone to be begged to touch there. And by a goddess like Rogue. Taking a deep breath he slipped his hands under her panties and over her swelled lips. They were warm and wet, and only got wetter when he slipped two fingers between the outer lips, spreading her wide and sipping his fingers into her snatch. It was incredible, he slipped a hand out and sniffed it, intoxicated by the smell, and had to lick it clean, the taste far better then he'd ever imagined. His finger inside her pushed in and out, finding her maidenhead and stretching her virginal pussy with each motion. Pushing his own pants down with his free hand, his cock springing out, Jamie grinned at Rogue and took her other nipple in his mouth.

"I need you Rogue, I want to fill you," pullinfg his fingers out He used that hand to hold her panties to the side as he guided his cockhead to her pussy lips, rubbing the hard purple spearhead against her soft lips. He pushed in slowly, letting her get used to his girth, until he hit the hymen. Taking a deep breath he looked into her eyes, bit his bottom lip and thrust...
 
Betsy/Emma

Betsy gave a grin, watching him walking towards the kitchen.

"What's the matter babe didn't eat enough", she gave a small grin knowing he would know that she wasn't referring to food. "well Like I said you go eat I'll go take a shower. Feel free to join me when your done."

Emma grinned shutting the door with her powers. "I think you have the best teacher here for the job. The question is are you ready?"

(sorry so short on my cam with a friend)
 
Bobby raised an eyebrow, suddenly realizing what she meant. He thought for a few moments, then leaned back in his chair. "Sure, why not. But wouldn't Scott go nuts?"
 
Jean made a face, "Scott has been ignoring me lately and even though I keep bringing these ideas up to him he refuses to take them seriously. So, I thought maybe I would get some practice in a with a few others first and then knock his socks off when he is ready to catch up with me."
 
Bobby laughed. "Yeah, Scott is a little uptight. So, what do you want to do?"
 
Jeanwas surprised by Bobby's calmness. "What would you like to do if you could do anything you want with me, Bobby?" she asked, turning the tables on him.
 
Bobby raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "The idea had never occurred to me. I figured you'd be with Scott for the rest of your life. Still, there are some things I wouldn't mind doing. But something tells me you're the kind of girl who likes to take charge."
 
Havok

Alex grinned at Betsy. He'd love to join her in the shower. He'd love to fuck her brains out in the hower, hot water pounding down on them instead of the cold rain, her buttocks slapping against the shower wall as he drilled her. Focusing intently on that thought Alex 'sent' it toward Betsy the same way he focused on a thought to send it to Xavier. He hoped she got it.

"I'll try and catch up to you. If I find any nubile young females should I bring them along, let you decide if you want one to own?"

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After his quick reparte with Betsy, Alex took off toward the kitchen to grab some food. He happened to see Bobby and Jean sitting together in the dining hall, but didn't think anything of it, Jean and Bobby were old friends, and Bobby would never go behind Scott's back like that. When they saw him jet past he gave a jaunty wave and continued on, wanting to grab some food for both him and Betsy and get to that shower and fast.

Alex Ran into Tabitha as he hurtled through the kitchen door, retaining his balance but giving her a nasty bump. He shook his head to clear it and then looked to Tabitha, reaching his hand out to steady her arm.

"You ok Tabs?" It was a dumb nickname, but Alex didn't run in alot of the same cirtcles Tabitha did, and didn't know what she was called by her friends. He looked her over to make sure she was all right and saw what she was wearing, or rather, what she wasn't. Tabs's breasts weren't as big as Betsy's but they sure looked good in her ripped halter top, and her sweats were so low you could see the panty straps, hell you could almost see the tops of her thong. Alex's eyes lingered there a second too long NOT to be noticed. He looked back at Tabitha, steadying her.

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Out of Character:

Wanted to get to the kitchen to run into Tabitha. Wasn't sure how Betsy wanted to bring her into the group. I figure either Lush can end the conversation with Alex telling him to bring a girl back and he'll bring Tabitha. Or Betsy can tell him she's got a plan and will see Tabitha on his mind when he gets to her in the shower. Your call, I'm just present situations.

And FYI, Alex will not make a move on Tabitha without Betsy's permission.

And, FYI, I don't care if Jean fucks every other guy in the school including Madrox, but my character Alex will have a problem with it.
 
Scott

Emma grinned shutting the door with her powers. "I think you have the best teacher here for the job. The question is are you ready?"

The way she said it, leaning forward slightly, giving him a better view of firm round perfection of her breasts, sent an electric thrill down his spine. Behind him, he heard a faint thump, then a click as the door shut and locked. Scott felt his member swelling and hardening in his pants, giving the lust that he'd been holding down for the last year free rein.

He stood, his heart thudding faster against his rib cage, his mouth feeling oddly dry. Scott approached her, setting his hands on either side of her as she sat on her desk. He smiled, a hint of nervousness in it, his mind idly noting that she smelled like sandalwood and lavender. "For you, Ms. Frost, I'll always be ready." Then he leaned in and kissed her. Kissing was something he'd had opportunity to practice, and he knew he could do that well. His lips were more eloquent than he could ever be, expressing his eagerness, his want for her.

Part of him was unsure he should have made the first move like this, but the rest of him felt he'd waited too long as it was.
 
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