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What's Your Fantasy	By : missmishka Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: All character used in this piece are the property of Marvel Comics and a host of others. This fiction is not intended to infringe upon the rights of those owners in any way, it is merely designed to share with fellow fans a little fantasy their creation inspired within me.
Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Hank/Ororo
Summary & A/N: Absolute smut in which the happy couple indulges in a little role playing. Ororo is a naughty adult version of Little Red Riding Hood and Hank�s the big bad wolf in bed waiting to get at her basket of goodies. ;-) My first official "adult" fanfiction, so please R & R, even if it�s to flame me for the pairing. Follow-up chapters will be added if there�s an interest in the couple.

The Better To �.

Stepping slowly out of her bathroom into her bedroom, Ororo Monroe adjusted the hood of her sheer red cape.
Suddenly she heard a growl from somewhere in her darkened room and she jumped, nervously pulling the sheer material of the cape around her body to conceal her nearly nude flesh.
Her sapphire blue eyes adjusted to the darkness and saw the dark outline of someone lying on her bed.
Someone big.
Feigning surprise at the sight she stumbled backward in her red stiletto high heels while clutching the cape closed across her chest.
"Who�s there?" she demanded in a shaky tone of voice.
Another, softer growl was her only answer and it caused her to frown curiously.
Hesitantly, she crossed the room until she was just inches from the bed with it�s unknown occupant.
"Who�s there?" she repeated in little more than a whisper.
This time her answer came in the form of the person in the bed flipped on her bedside lamp.
The glow from the 55-watt bulb in that lamp illuminated the stunning man reclining comfortably against her headboard.
"My, what big eyes you have," she exclaimed softly as her gaze met the deep blue eyes of the man watching her.
"The better to see you with, my dear," he said with a wicked smile as his eyes ran slowly over her skimpily clad body.
His hungry gaze seemed to make the red cape, bra, thong and thigh high stockings she wore causing her to gasp excitedly and lick her suddenly dry lips.
Running her equally hungry gaze over his body as it lay nude upon her bed, Ororo resisted the urge to sigh in wonder and instead focused on the game they played.
"My, what strong arms you have," she cooed.
"The better to hold you with," he replied with another wicked smile.
Moving with the speed and grace she�d long known he was capable of, Hank sat up in the bed wrapped those strong arms around her waist and hauled her down to the mattress with him.
Her gasp that time wasn�t feigned as the speed of his actions genuinely left her breathless and a little awed.
Lying on her back, minus one shoe, she bit her lip and pretended to stare up at his large body with apprehension.
Unable to resist, she lifted a well-manicured hand with its flawlessly polished long red nails to stroke through his silky blue hair.
Eyes widening as her wandering fingers encountered his furred and pointy blue ears, Ro shifted her focus to tracing his earlobes.
"My, what big ears you have."
"The better to hear you moan with," he answered before lowering his head to her neck and kissing it until she issued a quivering moan.
One of his large furry hands slid over her bare midriff, sending a delicious thrill through her body and causing her to automatically suck in her already flat stomach.
It took her quite a few moments to stop relishing in the sensations of his lips and touches and refocus on their not yet complete game.
"My, what big hands you have," she whispered breathlessly.
"The better to grip you with," he responded steadily as his hands moved to cup and clasp her breasts, which were still covered by the sheer red butterfly applique bra she wore.
Using one big strong hand to lift her torso from the bed, he slid the other to her back and released the fastenings on that bra to expose her aroused flesh to his hands.
Free now to explore her bare skin, his hands instantly returned to her breasts and firmly gripped the soft mounds in a manner that had her arching her chest further into his magical palms.
"My," she began only to break off with a keening moan of pleasure as his fingers brushed over the taut brown nubs of her nipples.
With a very roguish grin he repeated the caress until she was shuddering and panting for breath under him.
Eventually he halted the teasing to allow her to regain some composure and complete her sentence.
P>&qP>"My, what big fingers you have."
"The better to touch you with."
Ororo cried out his name before biting her lower lips to stifle further exclamations that may draw attention to her bedroom as he slowly ran his fingers over the quivering expanse of her stomach to slip under the waistband of her thong. Those expert digits then proceeded to slide over her abdomen to the neatly trimmed curls at the apex of her thighs. Hardly daring to breathe in anticipation of his moving those fingers to part her nethermost lips and plunge into the wetness he�d generated in her femininity, but he surprised her by removing his hand from her panties.
"Hank," she moaned in a slightly pleading tone, wanting his touch on her most intimate parts so badly she was willing to beg.
He simply smiled one of his endearing and reassuring smiles while lying a silencing finger across her lips and shifting to kneel between her legs.
Smiling with wicked intent, she parted her lips and sucked that finger into her mouth to lick and nibble at it like she�d often done certain other parts of his incredible body.
His navy blue eyes darkened with desire as he took a moment to watch her eyes slid shut while her lips and tongue played with his trapped digit.
Reluctantly he eventually withdrew the finger and ran it down the length of her naked torso, leaving a trail of moistness in its path.
When she frowned in disappointment at the loss and opened her passion fogged blue eyes, he locked his gaze with hers while hooking his fingers in the two straps that held her thong on to her gently curved hips. She instinctively raised her hips to assist him in pulling the brief garment from her body.
While removing the panties from her feet, he took a moment to slide off her remaining shoe, but left stocstockings in place.
Moaning her eyes drifted shut as Ororo delighted in the way he ran his big strong hands up her silk clad legs until they reached the flesh of her thighs where the stockings ended.
"Now there is a basket of goodies any wolf would chase his Red Riding Hood for," Hank growled.
She slowly opened her eyes, saw his gaze focused on the flesh he�d bared by removing her panties and whimpered at the promise in his expression.
"There�s one more line to recite, Ororo," her lover reminded as his fingers distracted her by caressing the sensitive expanse of her inner thighs.
Seeing how hard he was making it for her to remember their game, he stilled the motions of his hands and silently prompted her to say her last line so they could forget everything sat satisfying the hunger they were building in each other.
"My," she eventually squeaked, "what a terribly big mouth you have."
A low satisfied growl rumbled through his chest as Hank bent to press a brief kiss to her lips.
"The better to eat you with," he stated before pulling away from her mouth.
Her hands fisted themselves in the comforter atop her bed as he moved his mouth to do exactly what he�d said they were better for.

Eating her.

She didn�t care if the whole mansion came running to see what was happening. The second her ts fes felt the soft fur of his face between them and his strong tongue flicked out over her throbbing clitoris, Storm shouted his name with at the pleasure he inspired in her.
His sharp pointy incisors raked over her sensitive flesh before he covered the teeth with his lips and continued to please her. As always that accidental contact between his near fangs and her clit drove the weather Goddess insane with passion.
Hends nds released the covers to thrust her fingers into the long dark blue strands of his hair so that she could press his talented mouth even harder against her core.
He growled at her actions and the vibrations of that growl as it rumbled from the lips he had buried against the sensitive knot of nerves between her legs made Ororo again call out his name as her hips bucked up toward his mouth for more.
Hank didn�t disappoint her. Without hesitation he ran his tongue along the length of her wet cunny before thrusting it strongly inside her core.
Her stocking covered legs draped themselves over his shoulders and she pressed her heels into the rippling muscles of his back at those thrusts.
Knowing she was quickly nearing a powerful climax, he cupped her firm butt in his hands and lifted her hips harder against his mouth.
It was getting to be more than Storm could handle. Her breath was escaping in frantic little pants between moans and cries of Hank�s name. Her hands were clenching in his hair, her feet digging into the flesh of his back and her hips grinding even harder against his devouring lips.
Having satisfied his Goddess many times in this manner, Hank knew exactly what she needed to push her over the edge. His tongue withdrew from her quivering sheath so this his mouth could clamp down on her clitoris and draw strongly upon the mass of nerve endings in the hard little bud between her legs.
Mixing in a gentle scrape of his teeth over her clit and a deep, vibrating growl he sent the woman into orgasmic convulsions with his name formed on her beautiful lips, but no sound coming out as the climax left her incapable of speech.
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"My, what a sexy beast you are," Ororo smiled at her own words and began nibbling upon Hank�s shoulder.
"That�s not one of our usual lines, but I�ll go with it," he said with a smile of his own as he laid on his back and lifted her until she straddled his hips and cradled his erection between her softly toned thighs. "The better to satisfy you with."
Ro�s head fell back limply on her neck at his reply as he followed his words with actions.
The cape she still wore fanned out behind her with her long white hair as he slid the broad tip of his organ inside her wet and still lightly spasming opening.
"Look at me," he ordered roughly as the sight of her arching like that above him nearly drove Hank to climax.
Loving to look into his deeply intense blue eyes when they came together, she responded to his command without hesitation.
Their gazes locked and he didn�t delay any further in thrusting the entire length of his shaft into her. At the exact same moment she was slamming her hips down to draw him completely inside her body and their combined actions at that moment buried him to the hilt within her core.
Though she didn�t break eye contact for a moment, Ororo�s eyes grew hazy with lust and fluttered a few times at the feel of him filling her as no other lover had ever managed to before.
She leant forward to brace her hands on his shoulders as her body demanded a moment to adjust to the familiar, but still unusually large presence of his erection inside it.
As her body seemed to mend snd stiffen around him at the same time, they both shuddered with pleasure.
When, still looking deeply into her eyes, he slid his hands from her hips up her sides to cup her breasts she couldn�t hold still any longer.
Bowing her spine so that her flesh was pressed firmer into his grip she began to lift, lower and twist her hips in a seductive e the that drove them both crazy.
For a moment he stilled the motions of her body to pull her forward until her nipples dangled temptingly over his lips. Immediately he raised his head from the pillows it rested on to draw first one hard bud into his mouth to suckle upon for a moment and then the other.
While his mouth tormented her aching breasts, he moved his hands back to her hips placing one palm flat on her lower abdomen and extending his thumb downward to press against her clit.
With all the pieces in place and his partner writhing above him in near ecstasy, Hank urged her to again lean back so that her hips pressed tightly against his.
"Now," he said locked his gaze again with her and began thrusting up into her.
Seeing what he wanted in his expressive eyes, Storm resumed the rhythmic rise, fall and twists of her hips.
The thumb Hank kept pressed to her clit intensified the sensations coursing through her veins.
As the finger pressed harder against her and their thrusts began more uncontrolled, Ororo�s blue eyes became covered in a layer of white and thunder rumbled loudly outside the mansion.
Growling in satisfaction at the way her fledgling control unleashed a bit of her powers, he began pounding himself up into her while grinding his thumb harder against her.
Ororo�s head flew backward as her body arched sharply into his touch and the thunder intensified outside.
Her hands flew from his shoulders to run over her own torso. One clamped down on Hank�s hand between her legs and tried to press it even harder against her arousal while the other frantically pinched and squeezed her heavy breasts.
Driven to the brink by the sight of her playing with herself as she rode his body, Beast quickly lunged forward and shifted their bodies until he was lying atop her with her long brown legs wrapped tightly around his thrusting hips.
The pace of those thrusts picked up to the point that his movements were a blur.
Relishing his wild abandon, Storm dug her fingernails into his shoulders and with a scream that was part his name, part a cry to her maker, she surrendered to the intense orgasm he�d built inside her.
The pulsating convulsions of her sheath around his erection were exactly what Hank needed.
With a near roar of satisfaction, he threw back his head, slammed his hips forward to bury himself as deeply in her as he possible could then began jerking against her as his own climax was reached.
For long moments Ro just laid beneath him as he collapsed forward onto his elbows to keep himself from crushing her with his weight.
As soon as he began breathing steadily once more and the shuddering aftershocks of her orgasm stopped squeezing his residing hard on, Hank wrapped her in his arms and rolled onto his back.
Sighing contentedly, Ororo wrapped an arm around his chest, draped a leg over his thighs and snuggled into the soft blue warmth of his fur.
While absently stroking her hair and back, he felt the cape she still wore.
"You tied it on good this time," he remarked with a smile as he moved his hands to untie the knot at her neck that was holding the sheer item on.
Moaning happily as his hand lovingly stroked her throat, which bore a thin red line from the tightly tied string.
"I didn�t want it coming off in the middle of things again," she explained as she remembered fondly the first time they�d acted out this fantasy and gotten all tangled up in the sheer material.
Chuckling softly as he too remembered that time, he tossed the garment off the bed then returned to cuddling and absently caressing his woman.
"You really are one incredible man, Hank McCoy," she smiled and snuggled sleepily against his chest.
"A Goddess such as yourself deserves no less, Ororo Monroe," he replied with a return smile.
Stifling a yawn she relaxed against him and said, "I�m really not a goddess you know."
"You are to me," Hank whispered tenderly while dropping a kiss to her forehead.
"Can we do King Kong tomorrow night?" she asked after a yawn finally escaped her mouth.
"Whatever you want, Ro."
"Love you, my Beast."
"I love you, my Beauty."
With that the lovers pulled the covers over their sated bodies and found rest and peace in the sanctuary of each other�s arms.
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