SeX-Men Evolution

Jean considered Bobby's statement. "I'll let you take charge for now. What would you like to do, Bobby?"
 
Betsy/Emma

Betsy gave a grin seeing the thoughts he had porojected for her. She couldn't wait.

"Well if you see osmeone who we might both like bring her to the shower with you. Good place to break them in" She said with a grin before walking off.

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Emma kissed him back letting her tounge explor his mouth while her hands ran along his body expoloring that as well. He was a great kisser and she wondered how he would be with everything else. Something about sleeping with Scott excited her. He would be the leader of the X-men and with that came power and Emma Frost loved power. She leaned back on the desk pulling him down with her slowly until she was laying on it with him ontop. She'd let him have control for now before she took over.
 
Scott

He'd never kissed anyone like Ms. Frost before, her lips responded to his fiercely, her tongue teasing his lips before snaking past to explore his mouth. Her hands wandered over his chest, his stomach, her touching lingering on and tracing his muscles through the fabric of his shirt. She was so bold, just reaching for what she wanted. This wasn't a girl, but a woman in full boom, with the strength of mind to do as she wished. He found that turning him on even more that the lush fullness of her body.

He ran a hand down her side, gently caressing the soft smooth paleness of her skin before rubbing down along her thigh. The fingers of his other hand traced the curve of her face before he slid it down over her collarbone, ever so lightly following the curving swell of her left breast.

He moaned softly into her mouth as thier tongues entwined, almost dueling as the searched out one another. She leaned back, her hands gripping him, pulling him with her as she lay back on the desktop.

Deciding to take a further risk, he moved the hand on her leg slowly inward, ever closer to her concealed sex. His hard shaft rubbed against her leg through thier clothes, and the feeling was electrifying.
 
Emma

Emma could feel his need for her as it pressed up againt her leg. The touch was electrifying. His hand moved along her leg making her shiver in anticipation. He was only touching her yet it felt like so much more. Tonight, she had decided she would share with him all her secrets. Everything she knew about pleasure. She would be the one who would have him forgetting all aboout Jean Grey. She gave a soft moan as his hand neared closer to her. Yes she wanted Scott Summers....it was no longer a question it was an immediate need.
 
Bobby thought for a moment, then closed his eyes. He had one of the hottest girls in school giving him a veritable green card to go ahead and do whatever he wanted, and it slightly unnerved him, to tell the truth.
 
Lance lay there boredly. He really wondered Tabby was asleep or not. Sure he had told her to go to sleep in a mocking fashion, but something had told him that Tabitha wasn't the type to listen to the requests or demands of others.

His mind wandering onto Tabby, he found her, which seemed to be the case with a lot of the girls here, to be pretty attractive in a bad girl kind of way. But what he found even more interesting was how they had a few things in common. They were both from the wrong side of the tracks, not like the various upperclass and preppy kids in this school, and he figured though they mostly made fun of each other, they could probably understand each other... and she was hot... there was deffinatly that.

Thinking about the girl made Lance rather curious as to where Tabs was. Looking around he spotted her suddenly through the kitchen window. She was far yet he could still notice the thong and the shirt, which made her look pretty hot. However suddenly someone else walked into the picture, Alex Summer, AKA Scotts Brother, AKA the brother of the guy who's girlfriend Lance just fucked, AKA the guy who if he found out he fucked Jean, would probably go rat on him to his brother causing either a fight, Lance to get expelled, or both. Lance didn't mind the fight, but getting expelled and kicked out of the Mansion... no, he wouldn't let that happen, he wouldn't go back to that damn ratty house, with those other idiots, and that blue bitch telling him what to do.
 
Bobby seems so hesitant. Jean moved a little closer to him and kissed him lightly on the lips then rose to leave. "You seem unsure about this Bobby. I'm not going to force you to do anything you're not ready for." she said, getting her tray to throw away her trash and go back to her own room alone. "If you don't want to that's ok." she assured him with a defeated sigh.
 
Bobby raised an eyebrow, then finished his meal, got up, and got rid of his trash and his tray. He followed her slowly, then coughed slightly to get her attention.
 
Boom Boom

Tabby had slipped into the kitchen virtually unnoticed. Jean and Bobby were having a real interesting conversation. What the hell? That girl should be a butcher with all the prime grade meat she was getting. First Scott, now Bobby, some bitches have all the luck! Caught up in the sexual tension Jean was projecting, Tabby didn't even notice Alex flying at her in way too much of a hurry. The impact swung her around knocking the wind out of her the second time tonight.

"You ok Tabs?" he asked concentrating more on what she was wearing then any inflicted injury.

If you ever talked to me, she thought as her temper flaired, you'd know I hate being called Tabs.

"I'm fine," she spat eyeing him suspiciously. "Hey, you weren't in class today. Where the hell you been? Come to think of it, neither was that purple haired chickie," she added quickly. "Fuck, what's her name? Brittany, Bethany..."

Alex just stared.

She chuckled to herself while side stepping him. Repositioning the water bottles in one arm, she walked toward the backdoor. Her free hand reached out for the knob. Throwing a sly look over her shoulder, Tabby decided it was her chance to make nice with the popular kids.

"Oh yeah...Betsy. Tell Betsy she can use my notes for French. I know how terrible the stomach flu can be. Oh, and Alex, next time you stare at my thong like that...I expect you to atleast slip me a twenty."
 
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Scott

She shivered under him, her hands tightening their grip on his body for a moment as his questing hand neared her crotch. Heat seemed to be pouring off of her, soaking into him. He felt almost like he was burning, but there was no pain, no sweat, just heat. He leaned up for a moment, pulling his shirt off and throwing it aside before laying back atop her. The contact felt so good on his skin, and he knew that it would better once her flesh was bare, though it hardly seemed possible right now.

Scott kissed her again, a hungry, lustful kiss, before he moved his lips lower. Kissing and nipping lightly at her pale skin, he moved down her slender neck. As he did so, his hand moved to her inner thigh, massaging it firmly. He lifted his head to look down into her eyes, startled at the depth of the need that blazed from her blue orbs. God damn...the want in her gaze made his cock twitch, and the fire burning in his belly burn even hotter. He smiled, silently and secretly glad now that he'd been driven out to be confronted by Miss Frost.

His hand slid over the hot mound of her sex, the heel of his palm rubbing slowly over it. "Am I passing so far, Ms. Frost?"
 
Sitting up, he watched as Tabitha began to walk outside, in her thong and ripped shirt. A grin on his face, Lance whistled playfully, watching her every movement, his eyes moving up and down her body as she walked.

"Well someones looking sexy all of the sudden. Not bad Tabs..." Lance said, lying back down, his eyes back on the stars as if he had chosen not to give Tabitha THAT MUCH attention.

"So Tabby, what brings you out here?..." Lance asked, glancing over to Tabitha curiously. "Gonna try to kill me?..."
 
Boom Boom

Tabby glared over at Lance as he lounged across the bench in that same self-assured indifference he always projected.

"So Tabby, what brings you out here?..." Lance asked, glancing over to Tabitha curiously. "Gonna try to kill me?..."

"Kill you?" she smirked. "That would take way more effort then you are worth. I just thought I'd tried to find a place to practice in peace. I figured your lazy ass would had gone in by now."

It always felt like a red neon sign was going off over her head when she lied.
 
Emma

Emma gave a smile as his eyes locked with hers after he had taken his shirt off revealing his toned body. It just made things so much more intense. Sure she might not be able to actually see his eye sbut hey she was telepathic what more did she need. His heel began to rub her intimately and she couldnt help but give another small moan.

"So well in fact that you can Call me Emma if you wish", She said with a smirk.

she needed him badly. She felt almost to the point of just ripping their clothes off right now and having hot, sweaty, crazy sex on her desk. Primitive....maybe but definatly hot.
 
"Kill you?" she smirked. "That would take way more effort then you are worth. I just thought I'd tried to find a place to practice in peace. I figured your lazy ass would had gone in by now."

"Lazy?" Lance repeated with a laugh. "You have no idea how working my nights been so far... something tells me it's not over yet though," Lance said with a smile as he looked up into the stars. He remembered that just a few minutes ago he had been fucking Jean, and he couldn't deny it had been great... even if it seemed the girl was suddenly turning into a hoe.

"So feel free to practice, I figure a light show couldn't possibly make me more bored than I am right now..." Lance said truthfully. "So do whatever you want to do..."
 
Scott

"I'd like that, Emma." His smile became a roguish grin, "Thank you." His hand began to more firmly press and grind into where he knew her sex was. He thought he could almost feel its wet heat through the fabric of her pants. His dick was hard as steel, rubbing against her left leg as he slowly moved back and forth, God it felt so good...but it was driving him crazy at the same time!

He lowered his head, kissing the shallow indentation where her collarbones joined. Then he moved his head to kiss the fabric covered swell of her breast, his free hand taking the other and squeezing, massaging her firm flesh. He kissed along the round curve of her tit, until he came to the hard bump of her nipple, raking his tongue back and forth over it. He wanted to pull he clothes off, to feel more of her skin, to taste her instead of her clothes, but he couldn't let himself go that far.

Not yet.
 
Emma

Emma felt as if she were literally on fire and dying. He was taunting her and it was driving her mad. Usually the White Queen could always maintain her cool but now he was just making it hard to. She had to fight the urge to climb on top and take control. He had no idea just how crazy he was making her.

"Scott take me please", her tone was almost a beg. She had never wanted anything as much as she wanted him right now nor had she ever been denied and his prolonging felt to her what she thought being denied must have felt like.
 
Boom Boom

"So feel free to practice, I figure a light show couldn't possibly make me more bored than I am right now..." Lance said truthfully. "So do whatever you want to do..."

She is standing there half naked and this asshole is bored. Suddenly, she felt self-conscious glancing back at the door. Dropping the water bottles down on the ground, she tugged at the bottom of her shirt. Alex seemed to appericate her curves even if they were tiny.

"I have no probelm acting like YOU don't exist," she rolled her eyes doing her best to not stare at him.

He was just laid there there like Adonis from Greek mythology. One perfectly formed arm laid over his forhead shielding his eyes from her view. His strong chin projected forwarded as the cutest dimple played hide and go seek with her as he talked. He reminded her of the sculptures from Art History class. Well, except he had clothes although she wouldn't mind if he didn't.

"Focus," she whispered thinking aloud.

Centering her shoulders, she began forming a fireball up to hover above them. She lifted her arms to direct the fire to split into two new separate spheres. As a result, the navy t-shirt pulled up revealing the bottom of her breast. The fire bathed her in a soft amber glow.
 
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Rogue

Rogue knew she was going to explode if he did not touch her. Her skin burned with a fever too hot for her body to bear. Her heart beat as though to shatter her ribs. The pressure in her chest was intense. But neither compared the raging emptiness clawing at her insides.

Hot and soaking, the crotch of her panties uncomfortablely stuck to her body. She ripped at the fabric as it were covered in flames. Matching her efforts, Jaime helped peel away first hers and then his remaining clothes. Spreading her legs, she wanted to show him where it hurt.

His hand's slipped down over her plump pussy lips to part the folds revealing her tight and aching hole. Understandingly, he slipped in first one finger then another deep, deeper, filling her and withdrawing with her next breath only to push back into her. Then, he pulled back away leaving her body bereft of his touch.

Rising to contest, she couldn't help but stare. She caught only the barest glimpse of the slitted tip of his hard cock before he straighten to show her the amazing dimension's only a man's body could take. Rogue's breath whooshed out from his next motion. To feel the first pressing thrust, that push of skin on skin, firm into supple, she whimpered suddenly caught in another wave of feeling. She clamped down on his erection in response to a sharp pain coursing through her. Her body ridged. She clutched his bare shoulder.

"It hurts," she croaked out her bright green eyes wide with shock.

The pain was fading even as she uttered the words.
 
Madrox

"It hurts," she croaked out her bright green eyes wide with shock.

Jamie's cock was deep inside her, his Hips pressing her down into the air matress. Jamie's eyes met Rogue's as she cried out in pain. His hand slipped down to her clitoral hood, running over it lightly in a circle, his over hand on a nipple, caressing it between two fingers. He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"I don't want to hurt you Rogue, let me know when you're ready and I'll keep going."
 
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Havok

Ok, well Tabitha definately had a bit of a temper. But she was Betsy's slave to break, not his. That is, if Betsy wanted her. But either way he should probably let her know to keep her mouth shut.

Alex got some fruits and vegetables together, and a couple bottles of water, putting them all in a bag, trying to figure out the best way to ask her to keep thier secret for awhile. That's when he saw the flash of light. Alex looked out the Window and Tabitha was standing there playing with some form of fire.

He walked to the door, leaning against the frame and saw Lance out there with a giant slab of rock nearby. Idiots. Absoulte idiots. Using your powers outside was highly frowned upon by the prof and something like that that shouted "super powers!" well, Lance would probably never see daylight again from all the demerits. Hell, Xavier could even pull him from Bayville for a stunt like that. Of course, Alex could get rid of it in a heartbeat, but the Alvers kid hadn't ever really been anything but stand-offish, which really didn't inspire Alex to go out on a limb for him.

"Alvers," Alex said from the door, "you might want to see if Colossus is awake so he can help you put that rock back. And Boom Boom, when you're done putting a show on for Alvers, if you could spare a moment, I need to speak to you in private."
 
Jean felt Bobby following her. He coughed to get her attention and she turned to regard him, "What is it?" she asked.
 
Grabbing one of the bottles of water, Lance looked over at Tabby. Of course the guy thought she was hot and he'd fuck her in an instant. But none the less something about the girl made him remember being the cocky asshole he had been when he was back at the brotherhood.

Looking over at her shirt he could tell though her breasts weren't big, that she wasn't wearing a bra. And as she began to practice her fireballs, Lance couldn't help but smile evily.

Standing up he walked over. "Practice is boring..." Lance said as he turned the water bottle over on his spheres of fire, dowsing them in water, while also drenching her shirt, her shirt clinging to her tits. Walking a little closer, his face now close to hers, his cock already begining to harden in his pants, he smirked yet again. "So I say we do something a bit more... interesting..."

Looking over at Alex as he approched, he frowned. He didn't know yet, there was no way he could know yet... none the less it was aggitating when Lance was trying to make a move of Tabby that he came over. Looking over at the rock, Alvers sighed, and stomped the ground lightly, the stone slowly reducing and retreating back into the ground. Waiting for the slow process to finish, Lance looked back at Alex. "There, all done... what's with all the food?..." Lance asked, looking over at the bag in his hand.
 
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Havok

When the hell did Alvers learn that kind of control? He created vibrational waves, that produced earthquakes, he wasn't a geomancer. Weird.

Alex held his bag of food up and pointed at it from where he stood in the doorway.

"What this?" Alex lowered the plastic bag, "I always take food back to my room when I study Alvers. Remember studying? It's what you do when you want to learn things. Tonight I'm pulling an all-nighter, hence the big bag." Alex was grinning and his tone was light, it was pretty obvious he was joking.

"Boomer, when ya got a minute?" Alex waited for a response, pulling an apple out of his bag and taking a bite.
 
Bobby looked at Jean, then smiled. "Are you sure that's what you want? I don't want to get to your room and find out you're going to flay me or something."
 
"Bobby, how am I going to learn these things unless I practice?" asked Jean, explaining her logic. "I think it would be fun to practice together, don't you?" she asked as he approached, she opened her door and invited him inside with a motion of her hand. "Roommate's visiting her folks. I'm all alone tonight. Convelient, huh?"
 
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