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MULTIPLE PERSONALITIES (strong R/NC-17)
Disclaimers: I don’t own anything.
Well, an insane amount of books and sundries, but that won’t help if you
try to sue me now, will it? These
characters belong to other people who would keel over dead if they saw what I
was doing to their little kinder.
A/N Goddess Foxfeather is fantabulous for beta-ing and
keeping up with Dodo, Ted, Kristen and Lucas all while actually having a
life! J This fic is in response to a challenge from
ProPhile, who apparently likes smut… ;)
Archivists…I dance my grateful dance in your honor!
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Jamie had
never wanted to growl so much in his life. She ruffled my hair! Like I was ten or something! Kitty was chattering away to Kurt, batting
her eyelashes like she could use them to fly.
Kurt was eating it up, flirting right back. I try to be nice, to give her a compliment and she ruffles my
hair! His exact words had been “You
smell nice, Kitty,” to which she replied, “Awwwwww!” and ruffled his hair,
quite a bone of contention with the young man. Kurt did not even notice his
presence for once, so intent was he on the insane amount of cleavage Kitty had
somehow coaxed out of her sweater.
“Fine, who needs you guys anyway?” Jamie grumbled, stalking off to see
who else was up and about. Jubilee and
Amara were in the kitchen, poring over a Cosmo quiz. “Hiya, girls!”
“Mmm.” Jubilee did not even look up from the
magazine. Amara, at least made eye
contact but dismissed him with a cool nod.
“Okay, Am…question three… Which do you think guys prefer: large breasts,
great hair, or long legs?”
Jamie
perked up. “I can answer that!”
Amara
snorted. “Sure, you can. When you grow up and become a man, we’ll get
back to you.”
Jubilee had
the audacity to giggle. “Ignore her,
Squirt…she’s just teasing.”
“What? Like
I don’t notice girls or something?” he said, frowning. He crossed his arms over his chest and
waited for an answer.
'> Jubilee and
Amara exchanged glances, seeming to duke it out visually over who would get to
shoo him off. “Jamie,” Jubilee finally
sighed, “I’m sure you think girls are pretty to look at and all, but when you
get to be our age, you’ll realize that there’s more to girls than someone to
play dodgebwithwith or get sweaty palms over at the school dance.”
“I’m not
that much younger than you!” he cried, belatedly realizing how childish he
sounded.
“Jamie,
you’re a kid. Now, We request and
require that you bugger off,” Amara sighed, returning her attention to the
quiz.
Bitch,
Jamie thought, ignoring the twinge of guilt he felt over using the word. “Hey, there!” Jean’s bright voice cut into
his thoughts.
“Hi!” Jean
likes me…she knows I’m not some brat.
“What’re you up to?”
She smiled
secretively. “Scott and I have a date…”
“You two
are together?” Jamie had known
they were dancing around each other but had no idea the two had actually become
girlfriend and boyfriend.
Jean
laughed mostly to herself and replied, “Well, not really…but I think tonight
we’ll become at least good friends!”
I’ll use what I’ve got and they’ll see what they’re missing!
Two days
later, Jamie put his plan into motion.
After careful checking, he determined that Kitty was alone in her room,
painting her toenails, Amara was in the Danger Room running a sim, Jubilee was
in the gym working on the balance beam and Jean was in the study, studying, as
irony would have it. Damn
it…okay. Change of plans. There’s no way they’ll each stay doing what
they’re doing long enough for me to get around to all of them…Guess there’ll
just have to be more of me to go around.
Taking a deep breath, Jamie flung himself at the wall with a
resounding thud. Two of him
appeared. Not hard enough…
Again, he flung himself and fell back. Six
of me…two extra…Hmmm… “Okay, here we go…” Rapidly, he assigned each new
self with a task, assigning the remainders to tag along with two of the
others. “Now, don’t forget…play
dumb. You aren’t a multiple. You’re…well, you’re me. You know what I mean! Now go!”
A soft
knock at the door made Kitty curse silently.
“Who ever it is had better have a good reason for being here…you made me
paint my toe red.”
“Um, it’s
just me, Kit,” Jamie’s soft voice responded.
She could
practically hear him toeing the carpet shyly.
“Come in, Jamie!” She could not
be mad at him, not really. Maybe
he’s looking for Kurt. They pal around
together sometimes.
“I was
kinda wondering if you knew where Kurt was…” He bit his lower lip like he was
embarrassed to be asking.
“He’s
running a training exercise in the western woods with Logan and some of the
others. Why?” She twisted the cap on
the bottle tightly and smiled at her young friend, nong tng that he would not
look her in the eye.
“I was
just…you know…kinda lonely.” Jamie
shrugged. “Sorry to bug you.” He turned
to shuffle out the door.
“Wait! Don’t go!”
Kitty felt a surge of pity for the young man. “You can, like, hang out here if you want to… I’m sure Kurt’ll be
back soon.”
“Are
you…are you sure?” Yes!!!
“Yeah…We
can watch that judge show where they yell a lot. You like that, don’t you?”
Kitty smiled and flipped on her television. “Come on, sit!”
Jamie
grinned and fairly flung himself onto the bed.
They watched in companionable silence for several minutes before Jamie
made his move. “You’re all hunched
over…you back bothering you?”
“A
little. I fell off the balance beam
last night in the gym and landed flat-out.”
She sighed sai said, “Kurt gives the best backrubs…”
“So do I…”
Jamie leaned forward and applied his hands to Kitty’s back, the girl jumping
only slightly. He really had no idea
what he was doing but hoped her pitying glance earlier would bode well for him,
that she would let him do this because she felt sorry for him and by the time
she realized what he was about, she wouldn’t mind so much. Kitty was slowly relaxing under his touch so
Jamie grew bolder, moving down her back slowly. She made some inarticulate noises of enjoyment so he ventured
further, kneading and massaging her lower back.
“That does
feel nice…” Kitty murmured, leaning
forward slightly.
And away
we go… “Um, don’t freak out or anything…” he said sheepishly, sliding his
hands under the back of her sweater.
“Jamie,
what are you doing?”
“It’s just
easier to feel the knots in the muscles this way…I’m sorry, does this bug you?”
He could
almost see the wheels turning in her mind, the decision that he was just a kid
lighting her features. “Nah, it’s
fine.”
Harmless
Jamie…this could work for me. Jamie
continued his innocent ministrations for a minute longer before sliding his
hands to Kitty’s sides, his touch becoming less friendly and more
invasive. Still she did not react,
thinking, he was sure, that he meant nothing by the feather-light strokes along
her ribs. He felt the gooseflesh rise
on her skin and smiled to himself at the reaction. He slowly moved his fingers higher, to the smooth skin of her
upper sides, where the soft flesh of her breasts rose from the planes of her
torso. “You don’t wear a bra?”
“You know,
Kurt asked the same…Jamie!” It suddenly
occurred to Kitty just what was going on.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m not a
kid you know!” he said firmly. He had
stopped rubbing her skin but did not take his hands away. She did not make a move to shove him off so
he took that as a good sign. “I noticed
you a long time ago.” He leanerwarrward
slightly, lowering his voice to a whisper in her ear, “I noticed how your eyes
shine like topaz, how your skin is the color of cream, how you smell like
strawberries, how your lips look like roses and are made for kissing.” If
Jubilee finds out I read her romance novels, she’ll kill me.
Kitty took
a long, shaky breath and finally said, “Jamie, you’re sweet, really, but you
have no idea what you’re saying?”
“Does Kurt
say those things to you? Lance? Any of
the guys?” he demanded, inching his fingers forward just slightly, enough to
press into the tender flesh of her breasts.
Shocked
into honesty, K rep replied, “No…but Kurt will, eventually. I mean, he’s still nervous around me, you
know?”
“I bet he’s
said them to Amanda…” Jamie really had
no idea what Kurt had or had not said to Amanda but he knew they had gotten
pretty hot and heavy before Kitty started flirting with the boy, making Kurt
decide that Amanda was not his cup of tea after all.
“Well, even
if he had…oh!” Kitty gasped as Jamie slid his hands further, cupping her
breasts and giving them a gentle squeeze.
“Jamie, I really don’t think this is a good idea…”
“Why
not? You’re not with Kurt so he has no
claim on you. You’re your own
woman. Besides, you know he has more
experience than you. Wouldn’t you like
to even the playing field a bit?”
“I’m not
having sex with you!”
“No, you’re
not…” Damn. “All I’m saying is
that I want to show you how much I’ve grown up over the last few years…how much
I can appreciate such a beautiful woman…”
Kitty felt
an insane need to giggle. “Jamie…”
“You keep
saying my name…I’m beginning to feel paranoid,” he teased. Kitty made no protest as he stroked and
rubbed her breasts, rolling her nipples between gentle fingers and make her
gasp again. “Lean back,” he murmured,
sitting back against the headboard and taking her with him, letting her settle
against his chest. Kitty’s eyes drifted
shut and Jamie knew she would make no further protest.
A tiny
voice in the back of Kitty’s mind was screaming for her to stop, that this was
Jamie for crying out loud, but what he was doing with his hands was too nice
for her to voice her objections. Okay,
like, if Kurt had ever, like actually asked me out, it’d be different…but I
know he’s done stuff with Tabby and Amanda so this is like, catch-up,
right? Besides, no one has to know… “Mmmmm…”
Jamie had slid his hands to her stomach and was working at unzipping her
jeans, the slight shaking of his fingers betraying his nervousness. Kitty did not seem to notice, though, as she
arched her hips to make it easier for him to slip one hand beneath the
waistband of first her jeans, then her panties. Her arms slid around his neck, anchoring herself to some form of reality
as Jamie tentatively felt her sex, his insides quailing at his first contact
with a girl. Seeking to distract
himself from a sudden case of the nerves, Jamie began nipping and kissing
Kitty’s ear, finding himself rewarded with her gasps and giggles of pleasure as
she twisted slightly against him, moving his hand further towards his
goal. His fingers brushed against damp
folds and he stroked her there, memorizing the feel of her center as his
fingers became bolder, seeking and finding the sensitive bud of nerves that
made Kitty moan and gasp as he rubbed her there. His own arousal was painful, pressing against Kitty’s back where
she lay against him and each time she writhed or twisted, she would send
another jolt of increasingly hard to control pleasure through his body. Jamie nearly jerked back as Kitty cried out
harshly, arching her back to his touch and shaking against him, his fingers
suddenly soaked with her wetness. Her
undulations and gasps were his undoing and Jamie felt his own release spread
against his skin, at once sticky and hot.
Kitty let go of his neck and he removed his hands from her jeans,
neither looking at the other. She
zipped her pants and pushed errant strands of hair from her eyes, a faint
popping noise making her look over at where Jamie had been sitting. He was gone. Well…that was…weird.
At least I won’t have to worry about him telling anybody…wait a sec…does
he know what his multiples know? Oh,
fuck…
Jamie
licked his lips nervously. He had been
two, but one subtle pop and now he was one.
Their plan had hinged on there being two of them but now…Well,
improvise, damn it! You’re one of the
X-Men! Think on your feet! “Hey,
Jubes!” he called to her when she paused to rest.
“Hey,
kiddo!” she called back, panting slightly.
Swigging from her bottle of water, she sauntered over to where Jamie had
perched on the high beam, swinging his legs like he was bored. “What’re you doing in here?”
“No one
wanted to talk to me,” he said, shrugging.
“I figured I’d come watch you do your routine. You’re really good…”
“Aw,
thanks. That means a lot coming from
you.” Jubilee genuinely liked
Jamie. She just thought he was a little
young for a lot of the stuff he tried to get into. The fact they were only a little over a year apart in age
notwithstanding, Jubilee felt older because she had lived more than he
had. “You gonna hang out here a while?”
“If you
don’t mind…” Damn it,think! It seemed the fates were aligned in
Jamie’s favor that day. Jubilee walked
away several feet then turned to say something to him, tripping over the edge
of the mat. “Jubes!”
“Shit,
hellfire, and damnation!” she hissed. Her ankle was not broken but it felt as
if she had twisted it. Jamie dropped to
his knees before her prone form and cradled her foot gently in his lap. “Careful…”
“I
know…I’ve handled injuries before, you know…”
He favored her with an indignant glance and Jubilee had the good grace
to look sheepish. He prodded her ankle
carefully and sighed. “I think you just
turned it funny.”
“Gee, ya
think?” she snapped. At Jamie’s moue of
offense, she sighed. “I’m sorry,
kiddo. Just sore.”
“I’m not a
kid,” he said quietly, running his thumbs over her ankle tenderly, so as not to
hurt her. Jubilee stared at him, his
newly bold touch a surprise to her. He
stroked the arch of her foot softly, sending frissons of excitement up her
spine at the oddity of it all. Jamie
spoke barely above a whisper. “I mean,
yeah, I’m young, but I’m not a kid. I
know all sorts of things that kids wouldn’t know…I can do all sorts of
things kids can’t do…”
His hands
were slowly traveling up Jubilee’s calves, now midway between her ankle and
knee. Jubilee felt the words leave her
mouth without realizing what she was saying until it was too late. “What kinds of things?”
“All kinds
of things…”[1] Yes!
Opportunity presents itself…
Jubilee
watched in detached fascination as Jamie eased himself between her knees and
pressed small kisses to the inside of her thighs.yes"> He had decided at the outset that Amara would best respond to
something bold and fairly pouncing on her seemed his best bet. Her initial gasp of surprise let him slip
his tongue between her lips and tangle with her briefly before she pushed him
away.
“What the
Hell are you doing?” she spat. “How
dare you…”
He braced her against the wall and pressed
against her, his arousal obvious even through their layers of clothes. She wriggled against him, striving to get closer
even though she knew it was impossible, the actions of her efforts making him
rub against her in the most interesting ways. There was the sensation of movement and the wall behind her was
replaced with a warm body, the second Jamie sliding his arms around her waist,
helping to support her as the first Jamie continued to grind against her and
she against him. The Jamie behind her
began to lick and suck on the back of her neck and her ear, making her sigh and
her bones dissolve in a pleasant warmth. Amara gave up, letting them do with
her as they wanted. She felt tension
building low, the throbbing between her legs almost too much to bear as Jamie
pressed against her hard once, twice, then finally a third time that sent her
shattering into a million tiny pieces.
The Jamie against her back pinched her erect nipples and nipped at her
neck as she shuddered in orgasm, making her cry out his name, surprising them
all.
The floor
again beneath her feet, Amara struggled to regain her royal composure and look
aloof, but she knew it was futile. The two
Jamies grinned at her devilishly, eyes drinking in her form. “Maybe later…” one of them suggested.
“Later
what?” she snapped.
“Later…”
the second one responded, both blinking out of existence. Amara’s eyes widened and she sank to the
floor, not sure what to think.
“Can I help
you with something?” Jean murmured.
Jamie had been staring at her for ten minutes and she was sick of
it. She was trying to study for her
calculus exam and his gaze was making it difficult.
“I think I
can help you…” he said, his tone low and rough, making Jean look up in
surprise.
His mouth quirked in a grin as
opened his mind to her, poured out every single sexual fantasy he had ever
wi
with her as the featured player, no matter how mild or raunchy they were. Every conceivable position, situation and
combination involving her and Jamie (and in some cases, many Jamies) flashed
across Jean’s brain, blinding her to the reality of the teenager sitting across
from her. She felt her pulse quicken as
psychic fingers touched her in the most intimate places, as a phantom mouth
brushed her skin and tasted her lips.
Jamie added fuel to the fire, showing Jean what he knew his multiples
had been doing, showing her just what he did alone at night, thinking of all
the things he wanted to do to her, to Kitty, Amara, Jubilee… Jean’s face
reddened but not from embarrassment as she felt her center dampen and dimly
heard the pencil in her hand snap from the tight hold she had on it. Jamie’s smirking face swam into focus. “Jamie,”
she gasped.
“Gotta go…later, Red!” he said
saucily, darting from the room. A troop
of girls came crashing in not a moment later, Jean’s glazed eyes and agape
mouth making them all draw up short.
“You seen Jamie?” Kitty finally
asked.
“Uh…erk…” was Jean’s intelligent
response.
They all sighed. This was going down in the books as the
strangest day of their lives.
One week later….
“Evan, you
seen Jean around?”
“Nope…haven’t
seen any of the girls, actually…” Not
that he minded. He was tired of them
talking about cramps, makeup and diets.
All he needed, he thought to himself, was his board and some wicked
pipes and he would be happy.
Scott
sighed. “We were supposed to go to the
movies earlier but she blew me off…”
“You, too?” Kurt dropped down from his perch above the
door. “I’ve been waiting for Kitty for hours.We were going to the zoo.”
Jubilee
dashed by then, calling out, “Hi, guys, bye guys!” in a blur.
“Jubes!”
Scott hollered, making her draw up short.
“Where is everyone?”
“You guys
are here, Rogue’s reading…that’s about it!” she said, turning to run again.
“Where are
Kitty and Jean?” Kurt specified.
“Oh…er…well,
them and me and Amara are all going to the Danger Room with Jamie.”
“Jamie?” three male voices chorused.
Jubilee
grinned wickedly. “Yeah…little bugger
finally grew up…”
[1] Blatant
rip-off of the movie.
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