Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 29: Helping Hand

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Jean spent the rest of Scott’s birthday in her apartment, continuing with their romantic little celebration into the night with Jean cooking a special little dinner for him that Ororo had given her a recipe for, watching one of his favorite movies with a little birthday cake she had bought, and later falling asleep together on the air mattress in the living room. It had been the best birthday in recent memory for Scott Summers and Jean helped make it that way. Yet along with this fond new memory that added to the vast collection of his time with this woman came something else that had the possibility to have a far reaching impact on their relationship…The plan to meet Jean’s parents.

While Jean had repeatedly expressed a great deal of anxiety about Scott coming to meet her parents, who she couldn’t seem to get along with if her life depended on it, she chose not to do anything to put a stop to it since Scott seemed quite intent on going through with it. For Jean, bringing home a boy to her parents was always an unpleasant experience at best, but she knew as well as Scott that if their relationship was to continue to evolve, this one major obstacle would have to be overcome. And out of all the problems they had faced throughout the course of their relationship, this one looked as though it was going to be the most challenging.

However, Jean held onto what hope she could, believing that because Scott was so different from all the other men she had brought home in the past, he would make a different impression on her family…At least, that’s what she hoped so. Spring break wasn’t that far off and there wasn’t a lot of time to plan, but for both Scott Summers and Jean Grey, it was sure to be a nerve racking experience.

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In the days following Scott’s birthday, classes somewhat settled as everybody prepared for spring break. Some had big plans of going to the beach while others were just going home to see their family once again, yet none sounded quite as worrisome as the one that was in store for Scott and Jean. She met up with the rest of her girlfriend’s in the days that followed and let them know about her new spring break plans and for anybody who knew about Jean’s family life, it sounded like a far cry from what was supposed to be a ‘break.’ But nevertheless, they offered their support as they always had, wishing both her and Scott the best as they treaded into the lion’s den that was Jean’s home life. Yet for the young redhead, reassurance only went so far and usable advice from them was few and far between since they all had pretty decent relationships with their parents in comparison to hers.

For the rest of the week, Jean chose to busy herself with work to help distract her from the looming visit. Scott seemed to choose a similar path, working overtime with his friend Remy Lebeau in the engineering class they had together to get a big project done early. For Jean, who wanted something other than schoolwork to distract her, she ended up helping her friend, Wanda Maximoff, and her twin brother, Pietro, with moving the office of Professor Charles Xavier, the very wealthy head and founder of the Academy, to a newly constructed location in the heart of the campus.

There were a lot of boxes and heavy lifting involved and Pietro wouldn’t stop complaining that this was seriously cutting into his ‘social schedule,’ which both Jean and Wanda knew was just a codeword for ‘time with Crystal.’ But the two friends managed to work around his whining and talk and laugh as they always did, discussing their plans for spring break and making comments here and there about whatever came to mind.

While the three youths were working to move every last piece of Xavier’s office to his new location, the head founder himself watched over and supervised everything as it transpired along with his long time friend and father to the Maximoff twins, Eric Magnus Lensherr. Professor Charles Xavier, the man responsible for the very existence of the prestigious academy, was a man of legend throughout campus. He came from a very rich family that had routes back to English nobility and had spent the majority of his illustrious life as a dedicated educator. He was the leading voice in the field of humanities and science, and he even spent many years working as a peacekeeper in the war torn Balkans. Yet it was there where a surprise attack from Serbian rebels left him seriously injured and paralyzed from the waist down, confining him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. But as fate would have it, losing his legs somewhat accelerated his plans to start a school of his own back in the beautiful Westchester landscape of upstate New York where he had grown up and the rest, in the minds of the students, is history.

However, in addition to doing a lot of humanitarian work in the course of his life as a teacher and peacekeeper, along the way Professor Xavier had met up with a friend that shared his vision for making a better tomorrow in the minds of the young through education and hard work. This man was Eric Lensherr, a fellow teacher and humanitarian as well as his most trusted friend. As with Xavier, Eric had lived quite an illustrious life, only his was wrought with a far harsher upbringing. As a boy, Eric had lived through the horrors of the Holocaust, which claimed the lives of both his parents and left him orphaned to pick up the pieces of his shattered existence. And as a man in his later years, he was forced to endure further tragedy with the death of his beloved wife, Magda, who died of cancer when their two children, Wanda and Pietro, were only five years old. Yet through strife and struggle, he managed to find his heart by fighting the worst of humanity through being a part of the best of it. As an educator, both he and Xavier were at the top of their fields and as humanitarian peacekeepers, they worked together over the course of many decades of hard work.

The two men who had worked together for so long and through such hardship, they still maintained their close friendship to this day as they had over so many years. Eric was now retired from his work and Xavier had focused the majority of his time building up his beloved academy, yet they still found time to simply relax in one another’s company as they watched over the elaborate move from his old office to his new one over a game of chess and some tea.

“The new office looks great Charles,” commented Eric as he took a sip of his tea along with his friend as they watched the influx of workers move in and out of the area carrying box after box of his things, “It’s amazing just how much this academy of yours has grown over the course of it’s short ten-year history.”

“Yes, I too am a bit overwhelmed just how much this school has gained such notoriety,” said the wheelchair bound man with a smile as he made a move on the chess board while setting down his cup of tea, “It has already made it’s way to the top ten most sought after college experiences among students.”

“That’s quite an accomplishment,” said Eric, “One you should be very proud of.”

“I am…” said Xavier with a smile as he looked out the window upon the beautiful campus that bore his name, “It still seems so strange though…After all these years, my life as an educator has led me to a world such as this. This Academy has become my life in many ways…My legacy to all the work my family has done over many generations.”

“And they would most certainly be proud of you, Charles,” said Eric with a smile as he made a move on the chess board to counter that of Xavier’s, “I can see many great things coming about from this academy.”

“Well you of all people would know for certain Magnus,” said the Professor with a light chuckle, “You have been in this game longer than I have.”

“40 years to be precise,” proclaimed Eric Lensherr proudly, “But I’m retired now. An old man like me doesn’t have nearly the strength of a man like you to build a place like this from the ground up. Even without the use of your legs, you still run ahead of me in that regard.”

“Well just because a man loses his legs to walk, it doesn’t mean he can’t use his hands to build great wonders of the world,” said Xavier as he took another sip of his tea.

“Indeed,” said Eric in agreement, “And as long as this thriving environment of learning and growth for the 21st century continues to flourish, you’ll have your own bit of immortality my friend. We may be past the age of pyramid building, but a structure like this is sure to have an impact every bit as great as some of the minds entering and exiting these grounds head out into the world and make a name for themselves.”

“And that, my friend, is the goal of any educator dedicated to enlighten…” said the Professor with a smile as he turned his attention back towards his friend and their game.

The two long time friends continued to enjoy their game as they finished their tea. The new office was poised to be completed near the end of the semester and the Professor had big plans to celebrate its opening along with the ten year anniversary of the Academy’s founding. Growth to the academy seemed to know no bounds as the influx of workers and movers continued and eventually started to die down as some began to call it a day as the evening set in. Yet even as many of the workers set aside their tasks for the next day, Wanda, Pietro, and Jean continued with their assistance in bringing a few more small boxes into the building.

The three youths were once again making a trip across the campus field through the melting snow as Xavier and Eric finished up their game. Naturally, the sight of them making their across the field, caught their eye as the two old men watched them laugh and talk as they brought in more boxes. As full time college students at the Academy, Eric often found it difficult to spend time with them since they were both fully grown now. Yet even as they seemed to drift away into their own world of adulthood, they always had a knack for bringing smile to his face.

“I see both Pietro and Wanda are pulling their weight around here,” said Xavier with a smile as he watched with his friend as they looked out the window at the three friends making their way towards the new building.

“Indeed,” said Eric in agreement, “I’m glad I got them to help out. That concert they skipped classes to see needed some sort of reprisal.”

“And yet they still hold down fairly solid grades despite their love of fun,” commented Xavier, who knew the Maximoff twins very well after having seen them grow so much as their trusted godfather.

“Yes, well…I guess they get that more from their mother, God rest her soul,” said Eric as he watched them all enter the building.

“And it was nice of Jean to lend a hand as well,” said the Professor as he made another move on the chess board.

“Ah yes, Miss Jean Grey,” said Eric, who know that name quite well after having grown well acquainted with her in the years she had been friends with Wanda, “She’s a charming young lady…Every bit as lively as both Wanda and Pietro.”

“You know her well?” asked Xavier as he saw his friend make another move.

“Quite well, in fact…” answered Eric as he countered his friend’s move, “Jean has become a rather close friend of Wanda’s over the last few years. And I’ve gotten the chance to speak with her a few times and she is quite a remarkable young woman.”

“Yes, and an honor student here if memory serves me right,” said the Professor as he made another move on the board, “She’s every bit as free spirited as Wanda and has proven herself to be a great student here at the Academy. I can see why she and Wanda would be friends.”

“I know…They’re all just growing up so fast that it seems like a passing dream to me,” said Eric as he reflected on how life had been since he retired, “I remember the days when Wanda and Pietro would have little sleepovers with their friends back home and simply laugh and giggle about all the little things children find fascinating in this world…And now both she and Pietro are coming into their own here at the Academy. I have even been told that Wanda has been developing a rather serious relationship with Kurt Wagner…”

“Kurt? You mean Raven Darkholme’s son?” inquired Xavier, “The woman who used to do business with the Red Cross back in Germany?”

“The very same…” said Eric as he made his next move on the chess board, “She’s always been a close friend of mine and her children are both wonderful youngsters.”

“So I take it you haven’t given her a hard time about her love life this time around?” said Xavier with a grin as he countered his friend’s move.

“Of course not, Charles,” said Eric, laughing light heartedly at his friend’s comment, “Kurt is a fine young lad…Many times better than that last boy she dated. What she saw in him, I’ll never know.”

“Well, as long as they’re happy together, I’m sure their relationship will blossom,” said Xavier, “Lord knows you were always better when it came to relationships. You were married once…And I was twice divorced.”

“Chalk it up to experience I suppose…” said Eric as he made another move on the chess board as the game neared it’s end, “Some people find love and embrace it…Others find it and stumble.”

“I suppose I was one who stumbled,” said Xavier with a light chuckle as he countered his friend’s move, “But I’m certain that from what you’ve told me about Wanda’s love life, both she and Kurt will be fine in the long run.”

“I most certainly hope so…” said Eric as he finished the last sip of his tea, “Lord knows Pietro isn’t going to settle down anytime soon. I don’t know how he came to be such a womanizer, but he’s got a knack for living life in the fast lane.”

“Oh don’t be so quick to assume, old friend,” said Xavier as he finished up his tea as well, “They still have plenty of growing to do…And if not here, then most certainly in the future. After all…We were both young once. Check mate.”

And with that, their game was over.

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As Wanda, Jean, and Pietro entered the newly completed building from where Professor Xavier would run the Academy, they set the heavy boxes they were carrying down in the area on the top floor where the secretary’s desk would be. Pretty much all the workers had left and the building was empty for the most part, but both Wanda and Pietro still had a debt to pay for their father after the whole concert incident a few months ago. And while Pietro couldn’t stop complaining, Wanda seemed to take it with much greater ease thanks in large part to Jean’s presence.

The two friends talked throughout the course of the move on whatever came to mind from their current relationships to movies. Yet eventually, their discussions drifted towards spring break and Jean told her about the looming prospect of Scott meeting her family. And having known Jean long enough to ascertain the strained relationship she had with her family, Wanda understood that this was most certainly a big deal.

“So you’ve finally decided to take Scott into the maelstrom that is your home life…” said Wanda as she set the box she was carrying down and casually leaned back against the desk.

“Well to be fair…He asked to come with me,” said Jean as she set the box that she was carrying upon the floor as well and took a short breather with her friend from all the heavy lifting they had been doing to talk about this very big issue to her.

“Probably because doesn’t know any better,” said Wanda, who seemed to share Jean’s pessimism about the matter, “But I have to say…Scott’s pretty brave to be willing to meet your folks after all the shit I’m sure you’ve told him.”

“Must be the ex-marine in him,” shrugged Jean, “But just because he can handle a war zone in the desert doesn’t mean he’s prepared to go into the fantastic clusterfuck that is my home life.”

“No kidding…I remember how your parents reacted when they first met me,” said Wanda with a laugh as she remembered back to that now infamous day, “I believe their exact words were ‘So what sect of Satanism do you hail from?’”

“Yeah…That’s them alright,” said Jean, also laughing at the memory even if it did end in another epic fight.

The two friends both let out a round of laughter as they casually lofted about the elaborate new top floor office. There were still piles upon piles of boxes around them, but all the workers had left and they would most likely not be unpacked until tomorrow when Pietro and Wanda’s debt was repaid. Yet as much as Jean tried to take this new development between her and Scott in stride, there were just so many things about it that made her so nervous.

She knew her family would treat him like pretty much any other boy she brought home and since he wasn’t from a rich family, they would be especially harsh. However, part of her kept trying to reassure herself that Scott could take it and show them just what a great guy he was. She never usually cared what her parents thought about the people she befriended or boys she dated…But this was definitely a special case and part of her truly wanted her family to approve of this boy that had become such a huge part of her life.

“Man, you’re lucky Wanda,” said Jean as the laughter between them died down, “I’ll bet that your father didn’t give you even half the shit my folks give me every time I bring a boyfriend home.”

“Well, to some extent I guess…” said Wanda in response, “He never did stop bugging me about my last boyfriend.”

“Oh yeah…That John guy who got deported?” said Jean, with a smirk.

“The very same…” said Wanda, rolling her eyes at the now infamous relationship that her friends and family never seemed to stop bugging her about, “And of course there was that greasy haired Tolensky kid I had a fling with and that Simon guy who I got involved with my last year of high school. But that’s all ancient history now. And besides, my father’s been much more accepting of Kurt. And he’s been unusually accepting of him ever since we started getting serious.”

“Well Kurt’s a really nice guy,” reasoned Jean, “And you’re father is a lot more understanding.”

“Plus, it helped that he was already friends with Kurt’s mom,” said Wanda with a grin.

“Hey, consider it a bonus!” laughed Jean, “I wish there was something like that to make things with Scott and my folks easier.”

“Don’t worry, Jean,” assured Wanda, “I’m sure soldier boy will take their shit in stride.”

“I hope so…I really honestly hope so,” said Jean with a sigh as the looming prospect of the eventual meeting between them seemed all the more difficult, “Any more advice you think I should heed before the big day?”

“Yeah…Try not to lose your temper like you so often tend to do around your folks,” said Wanda, not really having to think about it all that much, “I know it seems impossible given your track record…But for the sake of keeping things semi-pleasant, don’t go nuts if your family starts acting like assholes.”

“I’ll try and remember that…” grumbled Jean, feeling as though it was an impossible feat at best, “Thanks.”

“Hey, no problem Jean!” said Wanda as she hopped up off the desk, “Just stay cool and let me know how it all turns out, kay?”

“You bet, girlfriend!” said Jean as they prepared to head out to get another shipment of boxes.

Just then, Pietro entered carrying several boxes at once stumbled into the room with a disgruntled look on his face. He had been complaining about having to do this ever since they started. For hours on end, it seemed as though he wouldn’t stop cursing and moaning about how many boxes there were and how long this whole bit was taking. At one point, he even tried to fake and injury, but neither Wanda nor Jean bought it and they pretty much forced him back into doing the job both he and his sister had to do if they were to pay for going to that concert.

“Damn…” groaned Pietro as he set both boxes down, “Please tell me that this is the last one.”

“I wish it were, but we still have around a dozen trips left,” said Wanda as she saw the look on her brother’s face grow all the more frustrated as he kept looking at his watch, “Why are you in such a hurry anyways? This wouldn’t have something to do with some voluptuous blonde who likes to wear thongs and low riding pants now would it?”

That only seemed to make Pietro more flustered as he rubbed the temples of his head, wishing that he wasn’t stuck doing stuff like this when he could be out with Crystal having a good time.

“Look, we’ve been at it for almost five hours already!” whined the white haired young man, “Every other worker has gone home, so why can’t we just call it a day? Some of us have plans, you know!”

“Oh I’m sure you do…” said Jean, rolling her eyes as he didn’t even seem to acknowledge what Wanda had clearly hinted at with Crystal.

Just then, Xavier and Eric came out from one of the main elevators onto the top floor and entered the area where the three youths were resting from all the heavy lifting they had been doing. All the boxes they had moved had piled up quite substantially even though there were still a few trips left. Yet as the two old men entered the area and looked approvingly at the work they had done, Pietro’s hopes quickly shot up as he looked at his watch once again and saw that there was still time.

“Nice work you three…You’ve done a nice job helping out today with all the moving,” said Professor Xavier, “At this rate, the building will be up and running in no time.”

“Yeah, great Uncle X,” said Pietro impatiently, “So does that mean we can go now? I mean, we’ve been at it for fives hours already.”

“Are there any boxes left?” asked Eric in a logical tone.

“Well…Yeah, but just a few,” said Pietro.

“Well then you’re not done yet,” said Eric.

“Aw come on!” whined Pietro, “Haven’t we made up for that whole concert bit already?”

“Relax Pietro…I didn’t say that it meant you had to stay,” said Eric with a smile that could only mean he had a little surprise planned.

“Huh?” said Pietro as both Jean and Wanda grew curious as well, “What do you mean?”

“It means you’re free to go my son…Apparently, somebody has offered to take your place,” answered Eric.

Then, to both Pietro and Wanda’s surprise, Kurt stepped in with a big grin on his face as he took in their surprised expressions.

“Wait a minute…You?!” said Pietro in a bewildered tone.

“Ja…I heard that you and Vanda vere stuck doing this and I had a free evening ahead of me,” said Kurt with a shrug, “Just thought I could help.”

A slow smile spread across Pietro’s face as he looked at his father and then back at Kurt. This meant that he and Crystal were still on tonight and he was officially free from his duties. He wasted no time in heading out, knowing he would have to change and shower before he met up with the blonde hottie that had been taking up so much of his time over the last couple of months, but not before thanking the guy who made it all possible.

“Dude…You are a lifesaver! I never thought I’d say this, but I’m glad you’re dating my sister!” said Pietro as he grabbed Kurt’s hand and shook it rather firmly in a gesture of thanks, “See you later guys! The night is still young for me and I have a certain someone who I’m just itchin’ to spend it with!”

And before anybody could even say goodbye to him, he was already gone. His actions were no surprise to Eric, who knew about his incessant complaining throughout the work he had to do since it began…But when Kurt came along looking for Wanda and mentioned something about Pietro having plans with some girl, he saw a way to work around it and make both his kids a little happier in the end as any good father should.

“Well his night sure just got better,” said Jean, who couldn’t help but laugh at Pietro’s frenzied getaway in seeking the girl who seemed to be taking up a lot more of his time lately.

“And so did mine…” said Wanda with a grin as she made her way over to her boyfriend and gave him a big kiss on the lips for showing up.

Eric couldn’t help but smile as he saw his daughter kiss the young man that was quickly becoming a greater part of her life. And even though it made him feel all the more old, he was glad to see that she had found someone that made her so happy and was proud to see just how much his children had grown right before his eyes.

“Well, I’ll let you all finish up here,” said Eric as he began to wheel Xavier out, “Afterwards, consider the whole concert incident forgotten.”

“Thanks dad! Thanks Uncle X! And don’t worry, we’ll finish!” said Wanda, her arms still around her boyfriend’s neck.

And with that, the two men were gone and the three youths were left to finish the job. However, Jean had a feeling that Wanda would now be a bit more…Distracted to say the least now that her boyfriend was helping. It would be hard to talk to her much about her lingering fears about Scott’s impending visit with her family, but she had pretty much said what she needed to say about the matter and felt it was probably not a good idea to dwell on it any longer than she had too. And hopefully, keeping herself busy with tasks like this would help to stop her from getting so worked up about something that hadn’t even happened yet. But still…It was going to be a major issue in the back of her mind whether she liked it or not because there was no question that it would be a truly major step in her relationship with Scott.

“Well love birds, I’m going back over to the other building and organizing the last few loads,” said Jean as she began to make her way out, “We should be able to knock them all out in just a few trips if we do it right.”

“Sure thing Jean,” said Wanda in agreement, “You’re better at this whole organization shit than I am. We’ll catch up with you. We still have to unload a few boxes to make room.”

“Okay then,” affirmed Jean, “We shouldn’t be more than an hour then.”

“Sounds good to me!” said Kurt, “Afterwards, ve can all go to Outback Steakhouse. My treat!”

“Yummy…My favorite restaurant,” said Wanda in a sultry tone as she remained close to her boyfriend, her arm snaked around his waist.

“Ja…I know,” said Kurt with a grin, “Just because you’re being punished doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have something to look forward to vhen it’s over.”

“Good thinking…” said Jean as she headed out, “I’ll meet up with you two after I get the first load.”

“Sure thing, Jean,” said Wanda with a friendly smile, “And thanks again for helping!”

“Thanks again for listening…” said Jean as she made her way to the elevators, using the time she had alone now to let her mind wander about how she was going to make things work between Scott and her parents, wondering if there was any way to get past the already mangled relationship she had with her family.

Once she was gone, both Kurt and Wanda looked back at one another with a smile. Wanda was still reeling from his unexpected arrival, but she most certainly wasn’t complaining as they began to unpack a few boxes together and began to chat.

“So this is vhat you have to do for skipping a day of classes to go to a concert?” said Kurt as he looked around at the mess of boxes.

“Hey, could be worse…” said Wanda with a shrug, “Besides, you don’t do the crime unless you can do the time.”

“No kidding…” said Kurt with a slight laugh, “I doubt my mother vould be as lenient if she found out I skipped classes. She used to go ballistic vhen I came home late from a date.”

“Well you’re a full grown man now, Kurt…She can’t punish you for living your life anymore,” she reminded him as she threw a now empty box off to the side and sat up on the secretary desk while Kurt finished putting a few books in the newly completed bookcase.

“Vell, you’re a full grown voman too and yet your father still punishes you,” quipped Kurt.

“Touché…” said Wanda with a grin as Kurt made his way over towards her and casually leaned up against the side of the desk, “At least he’s been really cool about you and me dating.”

‘Ja…Ve’re lucky for that,” said Kurt, “I’d hate to have someone as protective as your father not approve of us being together.”

“Same goes for your mom,” said Wanda, who knew Kurt’s mother quite well since she and her father were old friends, “She may have a big heart, but she’d stop a freight train with her bare hands if she had to for you and Rogue.”

“I know…That’s my mother for you,” said Kurt with a light chuckle, “Ve’re lucky to have good parents in that regard. I know too many others who don’t enjoy such luxury.”

“Yeah…No kidding,” said Wanda, her thoughts drifting back towards Jean, never quite knowing how she managed to function with such a poor relationship between her and her family.

“That reminds me…” said Kurt as something else came to mind that he had been meaning to ask Wanda, “Have you told your father how…Close ve’ve been?”

Wanda blushed slightly at the subtle undertone of his words, knowing full well what he was implying. But she made no qualms about it and had a feeling this would probably come up sooner or later.

“Well if doesn’t know by now, then it’s a serious lapse on his part,” said Wanda as she found herself laughing despite the embarrassing question, “My dad may be protective, but he knows full well that I have a libido that I seek to satisfy and when I meet a guy who just pleases me in all the right ways, then it’s downright unnatural not to.”

“That’s good to hear, liebe…” said Kurt as he found himself drawn closer to his girlfriend by the sultry undertone of her voice, “So does this mean that I qualify as one of those guys?”

Wanda flashed him a sexy grin as she pulled him into a close embrace, taking him in her arms and wrapping her strong legs around his body as she sat upon the desk, drawing their bodies closer together and allowing one another to relish in the close contact between them.

“Hmm…” she said, pretending to think about it as the smile on her face grew all the more mischievous as she snaked her arms around her boyfriend’s neck and drew his face closer to hers, “Well you’ve done such a great job of satisfying me since we’ve been together that I can safely say you’re a candidate…But I may need something else to confirm it.

“Oh…And vhat might that be?” said Kurt, growing increasingly enticed by her seductive gestures.

“I think you know…” she said to him as she drew him into a deep kiss.

As their lips met, the heat between them quickly began to rise as their tongues began wrestling with each other and their hands began to roam. Kurt could feel her strong, sexy legs increasing their hold on his body, allowing him to grind up against her which helped add to his arousal. It didn’t take long before both Kurt and Wanda soon found themselves intoxicated with passion and desire as the feel of their bodies so close together quickly sparked an intense fury of sexual energy between them.

However, while much of the blood in Kurt’s body was quickly leaving his brain and heading southward, he remembered where they were and knew that this was a risky place to be getting intimate.

“Vanda…” he began, trying to voice his concerns.

“Kurt…Shut up,” said Wanda, in a sultry tone, making it clear that she knew what she was doing and where they were heading.

“Mmm…You got it, liebe…” said Kurt with a sexy grin as the rational part of his brain pretty much shutting down as he quickly drew her into another deep kiss.

Close contact and heightening passion was quickly starting to grow into a powerful desire as Wanda felt a growing heat welling up within her and felt a hardening bulge form in Kurt’s pants and pressing against her as she firmly enraptured him in her legs. Kissing quickly became more frenzied as they softly moaned at the feeling of growing intimacy.

Things quickly progressed as Wanda slid Kurt’s shirt off over his head while he quickly went to work on hers. With his top half exposed, Wanda quickly began to trail wet kisses downward while his hands went to work on her still covered breasts. The fierce, passionate lover that Kurt was at heart quickly began to take over as he began to more aggressively kiss her neck and soak up her intoxicating scene while he quickly worked to undo the clasp her black bra and quickly let it fall to the floor.

With her sexy breasts exposed, Wanda’s moans quickly grew louder as she felt her lover’s hands rub and caress her breasts in a firm, yet loving fashion. Kurt grew quickly intoxicated with them as his lips trailed down further until he reached her cleavage.

“Oh…Oh yeah…That’s it Kurt. Kiss me…Touch me…” she urged him in a deep, sexy tone.

“Mmm…Liebe,” grunted Kurt in a muffled tone as he relished in the feeling of her beautiful breasts in his hands.

The firm grip of her legs around his waist began to loosen as she let only the desk support her. This allowed Kurt to finally go lower as he trailed his lips down past her breast, over her toned, sexy mid section, and onto the fly of her pants. Her legs were just quivering with desire and he could almost sense her wet arousal just begging to be released from her pants as he made quick work of them, sliding them down her long, sexy legs panties and all, exposing her moistening pussy to him.

Once they were off, Wanda was now sitting on the desk before him completely naked. Her legs were once again drawing Kurt in close, allowing him to feel her growing wetness as she struggled to support herself with her arms on the desk as her body cried out for the pleasure only he could provide.

“I see that doing this here has gotten you quite…Excited, liebe,” grinned Kurt as he lowered himself down onto his knees and came face to face with her wet pussy.

“Oh yes…” she gasped as she felt his hot breath upon her eager vagina, “It’s very…Exciting.”

“All the more reason to take it from exciting…To thrilling,” he said with a sexy grin as he buried his face in his girlfriends wet pussy.

“Oh Kurt!”

Wanda’s head then flew back as she closed her eyes and let out a gasp of delight as she felt her lover’s tongue tease and stimulate her most intimate areas. With his soft hands, Kurt held her legs apart and kissed along the wet outer lips of her vagina while teasing the hot interior with his tongue. He had come to know the most sensitive parts of her body and he took on the task of pleasing them head on so to speak as he quickly became more fervent in his actions, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body and making her moan in delight.

“Mmm…” moaned Kurt, as he used his hands to spread her folds even wider so he could plunge his tongue in even deeper, “You taste so good, Vanda.”

As his tongue continued to work it’s way in her pussy, Wanda’s body arched in delight, her words becoming more muffled as her moans grew louder. Her arms, which had been supporting her in her upright position were quickly weakening and her insatiable desire was consuming her mind as she felt her body scream for more pleasure.

“Oh God, Kurt! No more! No more!” she urged, causing him to stop, “Please…Just fuck me! Fuck me with your dick! I want it so bad!”

“You vant it…You got it, liebe,” said Kurt in the husky, accented tone that he knew drove Wanda crazy with passion.

Kurt then swiftly removed his pants, pulling them down to his ankles and freeing his throbbing erection from its confines. Wanda’s pussy was now glimmering with her wet juices as both lovers now stood naked before one another. The sexy young woman’s legs quickly enraptured her lover as he quickly relished in the feeling of her warm, naked skin against his. Their hands began to roam all over their naked bodies, touching and caressing one another’s smooth skin as their intimacy grew along with their desire.

Feeling unable to contain their urges any longer, Kurt swiftly guided his hard penis towards her wet vagina, softly rubbing it up against the wet outer lips and evoking a soft moan from his beautiful lover before completely thrusting it in, causing her body to arch in delight.

“Oh Kurt!” she yelled into the vast room as she felt the deep penetration of his dick consume her, causing her to tighten her hold around him with her strong legs while he took a firm grasp of her hips.

“Vanda…” he gasped as he felt the tight, wet flesh around his hard penis, “You’re so hot…”

As Kurt began slightly sliding his way out and working his way back in with a deeper, more thorough thrust, he pulled his lover into another deep kiss. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Wanda managed to keep her body upright, allowing their bodies to be in close contact as he began to fuck her with more rigor.

“Ugh-fuck-oh-oh yeah, Kurt! Ugh-that’s it-that’s-it!” she grunted as she felt his hard dick work it’s way in and out of her wet pussy with increasing fervor.

She quickly drew him into another deep kiss, using the strength of her powerful legs to add to the rhythm, making it stronger and more forceful as she forced his cock deep into her wet interior. Their bodies now had a light layer of sweat forming upon their naked skin as their intense rhythm added to the growing moans echoing through the room. Kurt had worked his way into a thrusting, pumping frenzy and quickly lost himself in the blissful feeling of her hot tightness. He continued fucking her on the desk, feeling her sweaty body against his and letting his passion guide him as he relished in being so intimate with the girl he loved in such an exciting, thrilling setting.

As they worked the rhythm of their intense fucking for all they could muster, they quickly felt their powerful orgasms coming on strong as their muffled groans grew louder and more passionate.

“Oh Vanda, I’m going to-ugh-cum!” grunted Kurt as he began working his cock inside her wet pussy with more rigor as he felt himself on the brink.

“Oh fuck! So am I Kurt-oh God-so am I!” moaned Wanda as she tightened her hold around him with her legs.

Then, as she felt her body contort and flood with pleasure, Wanda’s body gave out as she found herself unable to support her upright position and she fell flat on her back as she tightened her grip around his waist with her legs and felt her climax consume her body.

“Oh God! Kurt!” she moaned as she arched her back and felt her tight pussy throb around his hard cock, releasing her womanly juices all over her lover.

“Oh-ugh-liebe!” grunted Kurt as the tightness around his cock finally gave him the push he needed to deliver one last powerful thrust into his lover, blasting his semen into her wet vagina in a passionate mix of love and sex.

When the fury of their orgasms finally died down, the two lovers met in another passionate kiss, a look of joy and euphoria dominating their faces as they smiled and touched one another in show of powerful intimacy and passion. However, they weren’t done just yet as the heat between them still burned strong as they shifted their position for another round of fucking.

“Oh Kurt! Again! Fuck me again!” she moaned as her body once again craved for sex.

“As you vish…Liebe,” said Kurt in a deep, husky tone.

This time, Wanda found herself flipped over and leaning over the desk as Kurt’s arms quickly worked their way around her, grabbing hold of her beautiful breasts with one hand and gently stroking her still dripping wet pussy with another. His dick quickly became hard again as he positioned himself behind her and grabbed hold of her sexy ass and guided his cock into her once again.

“Mmm…Oh yeah! That’s it Kurt! Oh it feels so good!” she moaned as waves of pleasure once again flowed through her body at the feeling of her lover’s hard cock deep inside her.

Kurt let out a deep grunt as her words seemed to motivate him to intensify the rhythm of his frenzied thrusts. His firm grip on her hips grew stronger as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy while trailing intimate kisses around the back of his lover’s neck and listened to her moan in delight. Her body was now glowing with a light sweat as their naked skin clashed and their soft moans grew louder as they echoed through the room. Flesh clashed with flesh as Wanda’s body rocked against his, feeling the waves of pleasure flood up through her body and adding to the strong intimacy of the moment.

Her breasts swayed freely as the movement of their bodies became more frenzied and impassioned, prompting Kurt to touch them and firmly grasp them as they quickly worked their way towards another powerful orgasm. The rhythm of their fucking quickly increased as he rode her towards another strong climax and the powerful pleasure of the intimate moment quickly consumed them.

“Oh-ugh-yeah! I’m going to cum! Ugh-oh fuck-Kurt I’m going to-ugh-CUM!” she moaned as she felt her body start to contort and arch in delight once more.

“Oh God, VANDA!” gasped Kurt as his grip on her grew even tighter as he held on for the intense waves of pleasure.

Finally, they got their release as Kurt shot another load of his cum into her wet pussy as it throbbed and tightened around his cock and released her warm fluids. Once the fury of their orgasms died down, the two lovers gave their bodies time to recover from the intense fucking they had just experienced. They both had to lean on the desk for a moment for support as they caught their breath from the intense activity, but they stayed close as they relished in the warm intimacy of having just had great sex with each other in a risky place.

“So…Do I qualify?” asked Kurt, remembering the words that had led up to this passionate sex in the first place, “Am I one of those men that can satisfy you in all the right vays?”

“Kurt…” said Wanda with a smile, “You’re more than just another one of those men…You’re in a class all your own.”

“Mmm…I’m happy to hear that,” said Kurt with a smile as he drew his still naked girlfriend into another deep kiss.

Wanda, as tired as she was from what they had just done, still managed to return his sentiment with every bit of passion as he had as the two lovers embraced one another in the fervent afterglow of their intimate activities.

“I love you Kurt…My sexy German lover boy,” said Wanda with a warm smile as their lips finally parted.

“I love you too, liebe…” said Kurt, returning her smile, “Now come…Ve had better get dressed and finish the job.”

“Oh yeah…” said Wanda, mentally slapping herself as she and Kurt began putting their clothes back on, “I almost forgot that we still have work to do. Guess that goes to show just how distracted it can be when you feel the need for a good fuck.”

And with that, the two lovers returned to work. But even as they finished their remaining tasks, a smile never left their faces, for they knew they had just christened the new building in their own special way.

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Scott Summers knew he had a lot to plan for this spring break. It was sure to be a big deal finally getting a chance to meet Jean’s parents whom she had repeatedly said she had a bad relationship with. Jean had already met his parents over Thanksgiving and everything had gone many times better than they ever could have hoped for. However, this was an entirely different challenge with an entirely different set of obstacles. But for Jean, he was willing to work through them and he would do what he had to in order to make a good impression on her parents.

Even though Jean has always shown how distant she was from her family, Scott sincerely wanted their blessing. His relationship with Jean was growing very serious and if it was to continue evolving, he wanted her parents to approve. This was the deepest relationship he had ever had before. He had never fallen this deeply in love before. He knew Jean was the one and he wanted their relationship to continue to grow and blossom…But now, he would have to get through her parents.

Having been in several relationships before, Scott did have some experience in meeting the parents of his girlfriends. He got his first taste of how difficult it could be with his first girlfriend Taryn, whose father was very accepting for the most part, but her mother was a different story. For some reason, she considered him to be a bad influence for her daughter, of which he was certain he thought she was in denial about because she still thought she was a virgin when he knew for a fact she wasn’t long before he met her, and he never did quite work around her.

Emma Frost’s family was even more difficult since they were of upper class status and he was not. In addition, Scott had to contend with some ridicule from her sisters…And even almost got into trouble when one tried to seduce him. But unlike Taryn’s parents, Emma’s family did eventually come to accept him to a certain extent, but that didn’t stop them from giving him a hard time and it only aided to their relationship’s general breakdown. However, he hoped to avoid this with Jean, although it didn’t sound as though it was going to be any easier and he knew that if he was to make a good impression, he was going to need some good advice…And he knew exactly where to turn to for that.

Back at his apartment, wasted no time in calling her as he picked up his phone and dialed the number while also looking at his calendar and marking how close she was to inevitable moment.

“Hello?” answered Ororo Munroe after a couple rings on the other line as she picked up on her end.

“Hey mom,” answered Scott as he made his way over to his couch where he sat himself down for what he had a feeling would be a significant conversation.

“Scott!” exclaimed Ororo, always glad to hear her son’s voice, “I’m glad you called! I haven’t had a chance to talk to you in a while because of work.”

“Well school’s been busy here too, so we’re even,” said Scott with a smile, “How are things going back home? How are dad and Sarah?”

“Oh they’re doing just fine,” said Ororo in response, “Logan’s been busy doing this big custom job for some big motorcycle racer and Sarah’s been hard at work doing training a bunch of interns that are going to come in over the summer.”

“Sounds pretty hectic,” commented Scott even though he knew his family liked to stay active.

“Nah, no more than usual,” assured Ororo, “So how are things in Bayville? How’s Jean?”

“Things are going really well for the most part,” answered Scott, “Jean’s I are doing great and it’s been busy since spring break is almost here…And actually, that’s kind of the reason I called you.”

“Why? Is something wrong?” asked Ororo, who could tell from the tone in her son’s voice that something serious was going on with him.

“No, nothing’s wrong mom,” assured Scott quickly, “But…My plans for spring break have recently changed.”

“Changed?” questioned Ororo, “You mean you’re not going to be able to make it home?”

“No…Not exactly,” said Scott as he found himself stalling somewhat, but was quick to pull his act together, knowing that if anybody could help him with a situation like this, Ororo could, “You see…This spring break, I’m going to be visiting Jean’s parents in Connecticut.”

“Oh…I see,” said Ororo as she quickly understood the situation, “Was this Jean’s idea?”

“Actually, no…It was mine,” answered Scott, no sounding somewhat uncertain about that decision, “I was the one who suggested it and she only agreed to it after a lot of coaxing on my part. But yeah, everything’s set and we’re going to leave together next Saturday.”

“Well that’s good to hear, Scott,” said Ororo, smiling on the other end at how Scott seemed so eager to take the next step with Jean in their ever evolving relationship, “I’m glad that things between you and Jean have progressed so well over these past few months.”

“Yeah, so am I…” said Scott, his voice becoming somewhat distant, a shift that Ororo was quick to notice.

“Only…” she said, knowing there was more.

“Only…Well, you know about her relationship with her family,” said Scott, remembering back to how well Jean got along with Ororo and how much she had told her about her life.

“Oh yes, I remember her vivid descriptions quite well,” responded Ororo, “And I’m guessing this is what has got you nervous?”

“You guessed right…” said Scott, smiling somewhat at his foster mother’s perceptive nature, “I guess it’s starting to sink in a bit more since I asked her…And now, I’m not so sure how it’s going to go.”

“You aren’t having second thoughts, are you?” inquired Ororo, knowing from the sound in his voice that he was still brimming with uncertainty.

Scott let out a deep sigh on the other end as he rested his head back on his couch, feeling anxious and uncertain about the visit that was fast coming for both him and Jean. He had suggested it with such high hopes, yet the more he thought about it, the more it began to worry him.

“No…No, I’m still want to go through with it,” said Scott, trying to sound more confident, “But…The more I think about it, the more I worry. Jean has just told me so many horror stories about how traumatic her home life has been. She’s made it clear that she and her parents don’t get along and I’ve overheard some of the phone conversations she’s had with them.”

“How bad is it?” asked Ororo.

“Really bad…Bad as in, she’s actually broke her phone when she slammed it on the floor after a pretty big shouting match that my ears are still ringing from,” answered Scott, cringing somewhat at the memory.

“Well that sounds a little over the top,” commented Ororo, trying hard not to chuckle at the somewhat humorous aspect of it.

“I know…But it doesn’t raise my hopes all that much for this upcoming visit,” he said, his voice once again becoming anxious.

“Oh come now Scott,” assured Ororo, not wanting her son to have any regrets about doing something this major with Jean, “I’m sure you’ll do great. You’ve done well with the parents of previous relationships.”

“Yeah…But none of those relationships were anything nearly as major as the one I have with Jean,” argued Scott, “It’s just that…I really want things between us to keep growing. We’ve been getting so serious ever since I told her how I felt about her and if we’re going to move on in our relationship, I really want to have her parents’ blessing.”

On the other end, Ororo couldn’t help but smile at her son’s words, for they showed just how much his life had changed since meeting Jean Grey. He remembered how uncertain the both of them were during their Thanksgiving visit, but now their relationship was blossoming in such a profound manner that Ororo could see them staying together forever. But as strong as their relationship was, she was well aware that there would be major obstacles up ahead for him.

“Scott…Do you love Jean?” asked Ororo, thinking her son needed a little reminder of why he was doing this.

“Of course I do…You know I do,” said Scott without hesitation.

“And are you really willing to show just how much so to anybody who would question that?” she asked in her wise, caring tone.

“Yes…I am,” said Scott in an affirmative tone, the ex-marine in him somewhat showing in his determination to see a task through to the end.

“Then that’s exactly what you have to show Jean’s parents,” said Ororo as she spoke her wisdom to the young man she had adopted as her son, “No matter how strained their relationship with their daughter is…You must never forget that they are still her parents and they still love her. You simply must show them that you love her too and you’ll be willing to do anything to nurture, care for, and protect her as they would want for her.”

Scott took a moment to think about that, wondering just how he was going to show Jean’s parents how much he loved their daughter and how much he was willing to do for her to ensure that she was happy. Ororo always had a knack for making things simpler and putting them into perspective and with her words in mind, Scott felt a bit less anxious as his goals for this visit became clearer and more defined.

“Yeah…I think I can do that,” said Scott, his voice becoming more hopeful and confident.

“Don’t think you can…Know you can Scott,” affirmed Ororo, “And even if push comes to shove and things don’t go as you hope they do…Just remember that if you truly love this woman in the way I know you do, there’s no difficulty that you can’t overcome. You just have to stay true to your heart and not let the outside world impact how you think and feel. And what’s the one thing your father and I have taught you about letting the chaotic world around affect your being?”

“Influence comes from the outside…But strength and heart can only come from within,” answered Scott as if it were a reflex.

“And that’s all you need to know my son…” said Ororo in her the warm, loving voice that had come to influence Scott so much over the years.

“Yeah…Thanks mom,” said Scott, managing a smile even despite the lingering anxiety over everything that had been troubling him concerning this upcoming visit.

“That’s what I’m here for Scott,” said Ororo, who couldn’t help but smile on the other end, “Just be yourself and be the wonderful man that both Jean and I know you are.”

“I will,” assured Scott.

“And be sure to let your father and I know how everything goes,” she said to her son, knowing this was going to be a big step in his relationship with Jean, “I know you’ll do great…Just never forget that I’m very proud of you my son. And if anybody can’t see what a truly wonderful man you are, then that’s their fault…Not yours.”

“Thanks, mom…” said Scott gratefully, knowing he could always turn to his adopted family for good advice, “I knew you’d help me with this.”

“Of course, Scott,” said Ororo affectionately, “It may not be by blood…But I’m still your mother and I still love you every bit as much as any parent should.”

“I love you too mom…Thanks again, and take care,” he said, now feeling much better with the loving words of his foster mother to give him strength for the daunting task at hand.

“You too Scott…”

And with that, Scott hung up and reflected upon how big this upcoming visit was going to be for him and Jean. He never thought he’d ever find himself in a relationship this serious or this deep, yet even after all his doubts and his all out rejection of true love in general…He had found somebody who he could love, hold, and treasure with a passion. He never expected to fall in love when he came to Bayville…But he had and he was eternally grateful for it.

He wasn’t sure what would come of this visit or if Jean’s parents would ever be as accepting of him as he wanted. But like any other task he was given as a soldier, he knew he would have to traverse rough obstacles…And for Jean, he was willing to work through each and ever one of them no matter what the cost.

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AN: That’s it for now folks! Coming up next, it’s “Meet the Parents” strikes back! Only this time, it’s going to be much different! Stay tuned if you want to see how the Greys react to Scott as things heat up and continue to evolve. This fic has been bigger than I had ever imagined and I can’t thank everybody enough for reading it and making it the success that it is! There’s still more to come, so stay tuned everybody and see for yourself where this story leads! And as always, I urge everybody to REVIEW! Send them to me via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on the fanfiction website! Thanks for readying everybody and I wish you all the best!