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Cinderellas
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > FemSlash - Female/Female
Views: 3837 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: 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. - Chapter List
Cinderellas Chapter Four (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply
A/N Goddess Foxfeather gets chocolate covered Tims for being
Uberbeta. *g * Readers/Reviewers: *glomp *
Thanks!“Jubilee,
we have to talk to him!”“We don’t,
I do.”She had
been okay all the way home—a little shaken, sure, but not freaking or
anything—but once we got inside the house, she turned stubborn as a mule. “Fine, you have to talk to him but I want to
be there for you.”“Why?” she
sighed.“I’m going
to pretend you didn’t ask that…”She looked
honestly upset for a second before she said, “You’re right. That was rude. Sorry. I just…it’s like
talking to him about it will make it actually real. And if it’s real, that means I have to deal with it.”“We. We have to deal with it.” I took her hand and she let me, her fingers
closing around mine so tightly I could feel her ring biting into my skin. “Just because I don’t want to go to some
dance doesn’t mean I don’t care about you and what you have to go through. Besides,” I added, pulling her into my room
since the hall was empty and we were alone, “if you have to deal with it, so do
I. I’m in the same relationship, you
know.”“I know, I
know…” She let go of my hand and
dropped her backpack, pacing around my room like a caged thing. I was lucky that I had a room all to myself
since the new wing had been built. Most
of us “firsters” did now, the younger students being paired or trio’d in some
scheme of the Professor’s to keep them from feeling singled out or lost or
something. I didn’t really care, so
long as I had a door that locked and room for all my stuff. “It’s just I’m all paranoid now. Who knows about me? About us?
About…about!”“Other than
everyone here, no one,” I sighed, flopping on my bed so hard it bounced. She threw herself down next to me and made a
noise that could have been a growl or scream, strangled in her throat. “What do you want to do then?”“Be a
chicken and pretend like I’m with Bobby until this whole thing blows over,” she
admitted after a second of silence.
“But I don’t want to do that to you.”“Jubilee, I
still think you need to talk to the Professor.”She leaned
up on her elbow and pulled one of my pigtails down, snapping the elastic across
the room before reaching for the other.
“I promise I will talk to him in…one hour.”She smiled
at me like she did not feel any worry or pain.
I knew better, though, because her eyes never lied. “Maybe we should go now.”“No,” she
said quietly, ducking her head to kiss me and letting her hair fall over my
face. She sometimes talked about
cutting it all off, but I’d probably cry if she did. It was like having silk draped over me, when she did that thing
with her hair. A night not long before,
she had made me giggle and gasp, letting her hair tickle my stomach and arms
and thighs… I very nearly got
distracted thinking about that again as she kissed me. Her hands were shaking slightly as she
touched my face and my neck, a sure sign that she was still afraid. Her fingers clutched at my shoulders as I
slipped my hand across her back, not exactly seductive, more of a comforting
thing. She broke the kiss and rolled
onto her back, staring at my ceiling.
“Rahne?”“Mmmm?”
“You know I
mean it when I say I love you, right? I
mean, I love you. More than anyone else… Not like I love Kitty or Jean or
whoever. I love you.”“Ah…” She tensed next to me and I knew my random
noise was not a good idea. “I love you,
too. I love you more than…more
than…milkshakes.”She paused
and I was sure she was going to snap at me, but instead she laughed. “More than that? Well, I love you more than bubblegum.”I was
caught up in her sudden giggle. I
leaned on my elbow over her and kissed her nose. “I love you more than pizza.”She kissed
my chin. “I love you more than knee socks
with stripes.”“Ooooh…impressive.”n
sn
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She pulled my leg across hers with her hand
behind my knee as I talked. “Let’s see…
I love you more than root beer.”“Well,
that’s not as much as I love you. I
love you more than…than…”“Haggis?”
“Ew!” She was so pretty, so sweet laying there,
her face pink from giggling and her hair splayed out like that. I kissed her, ending our teasing game. She sighed under me and her hand moved from
my throat to my collarbone to my breast, not doing much other than hold me
there. She didn’t taste like much of
anything as I kissed her, her lips and tongue against mine. She just tasted like her.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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