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Bellwether	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 4549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Bellwether
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
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- 30-30
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- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-35
- 35-36
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
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- 45-46
- 46-47
- 47-48
- 48-49
- 49-50
- 50-51
- 51-52
- 52-53
- 53-54
- 54-Epilogue
- 55-Epilogue
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Bellwether Chapter Forty Two

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Lance winced as Amara's fingers skimmed over his cheekbone before moving down his jaw. "Careful," he hissed as she paused, touching a small bruise. "That hurts!"

"So I gathered from sounds," she murmured, continuing her downward journey towards his throat. "I'm rather sorry you were injured," she added, lightly tracing the line of his collarbone with her nails.

"I appreciate your concern," he muttered, letting his eyes drift closed again. His headache was abating but it was still making it's presence known, throbbing behind his eyelids and sending waves of nauseating pain down his spine and through his stomach whenever he forgot himself and moved too fast or too much.

"You know I do not like to see you in pain," she replied tartly, leaning close to kiss his throat, nipping him slightly. "At least not like this." Lance snorted but did not comment as Amara kissed him again, her wandering fingers moving to his shoulders and gripping him there lightly. "Storm said that we are not going to attempt to recapture the Shi'ar," she noted as she slid her hands down his arms to his wrists, her grip tightening and squeezing a little more firmly than moments before. "She said he is exiled and that is enough."

Lance opened one eye and fixed his lover with a slightly aggravated glare. "So we're just gonna let this alien freak wander around like nothing? That's bullshit!" He made to sit up but Amara's sudden movements stopped him; she shifted to straddle him, her hands pressing against his shoulders and her knees squeezing his hips as she settled against him. "Hey�"

"You're not supposed to get up," she intoned gravely, repeating Beast's earlier orders when he had dismissed Lance from the infirmary. "You need to rest." She shifted again, her skirt riding up her thighs with the movement. Lance uttered a muffled grunt in response, causing Amara's brows to creep up slightly. "I said," she repeated, pressing more firmly against his obvious state, "you weren't supposed to get up�"

"Sort of not quite voluntary," he replied, his voice tense. Her hands still held his wrists tightly and he knew better than to move, even in his current state. "It's broad daylight, you know."

"Your bedroom door locks, you know," she shot back, releasing one of his hands and sliding it between them, pushing down the sweatpants he had been wearing since the infirmary. "They say this helps headaches�"

"Mmm� I bet it's because there's no blood left in my head," he muttered, breathing in sharply as her hand found his length. "That lock� is it in use?"

Amara paused, considering. "I think so�" She smiled slightly, the expression distinctly dangerous as she leaned down again, her lips brushing his as she added, "And if it isn't?"

He swallowed convulsively and managed a weak shrug himself. "Guess shit happens then�" He exhaled as her lips brushed his again, parting for a deeper kiss. He gave into the urges that seemed to constantly stir in his belly and chest, warmth spreading through his veins like a slow fire as her hands moved down his ribs, nails trailing paths of shivering sensation into the center of his being. He felt the heat of her sex pressed against him, not allowing him entry but teasing, tempting him sorely as she moved, rocking her hips slightly as she shifted her position. He silently blessed and cursed her lack of underthings as his hips flexed automatically, seeking her center as she swiftly and sharply swatted his shoulder. "Sorry," he breathed, forcing himself still. This would not be play, he knew, and it would not be their usual scene. He tensed as she grasped his length again and moved over him, guiding him into her center. He jerked with the suddenness of it, how quickly he went from laying there with his headache, wishing he had more control over his powers, to being sunk deep inside Amara's body, her warmth and silken core moving over him, pressing tight around him as she began to move. "What," he breathed, "brought this on?"

"Time is fleeting," she murmured, her head lolling back and eyes closing. "I needed you� I need you. I need to remind you," she was gasping now, breathing harder as she began to move more quickly. Her fingers dropped to the mark she had made on him some days previous, tracing the healing scar of it as she spoke. "You'll forget�if I don't�remind you�"

Lance frowned but could not find the words to reply as she rose and fell on him, drawing his responses in the form of gasps and groans as she set a rapid pace. "Forget what?" he managed, his hands moving to her hips as her own moved to his shoulders, grasping and binding as they moved.

"Me," she breathed. "This�" Her body arched and shuddered, her lips parting in a silent o of pleasure as it ratcheted through her body. Sweat dappled her throat and brow as she kept her pace, moving until he groaned in pleasure, drawing his own release from his control, making him fill her with it and still moving, moving until he withdrew from her whether he liked it or not. "You'll forget," she finally said as she held still above him, not moving anymore, just looking down at him with a depth of sadness in her gaze, indefinable to Lance's own lust-hazed eyes.

"Why would I forget?" he asked, reaching to twist a lock of her hair around his slightly shaking hands, the old scars on his fingers disappearing in the burnished amber and brown of her hair.

"War does that to people."
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