Brotherhood Ascendant | By : reginafabulae Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Magneto smiled into the camera as he delivered his message to the Brotherhood of Mutants. It was being broadcasted to the smaller groups of the organization located around the world. “And as the new dominant race, we must multiply. I therefore encourage you, my brethren, to bear children like yourselves, as I have. I expect the core members of the Brotherhood to do so as well, to set a proper example.” He slipped an arm around Mystique as the camera panned out to show Xavier and the other members living in the mansion before the transmission ended.
St. John followed Wanda out of the room, wanting to satisfy his curiosity. “Yer dad mean what I think he meant? We’re supposed ta pair off or somethin’?”
She shook her head. “Not pair off… I think he really intends us to not have official relationships. But sleep around, certainly.” Her accent was crisply British from the boarding school she’d attended in London.
He grinned. “That so? Well, what d’ya say we get started?”
She paused to give him an appraising look. He really was quite attractive. She slipped her arm through his to steer him towards her room. “An interesting proposal, St. John. I think I’ll take you up on that.”
Meanwhile, Bobby had set his sights on Lorna, following her from the room. Scott and Jean lingered in the room after the others had gone, smiling shyly at each other. She’d been sensing his attraction to her since their arrival at the mansion and felt the same for him though he hadn’t had the courage to say anything yet. No words were exchanged as they moved trancelike toward each other until their lips met in a tender first kiss.
Wanda’s Room
“Now then… yer wearin’ far too much clothin’… let’s see what we can do ‘bout that.” St. John smirked.
Wanda raised an eyebrow. “You don’t find my uniform sufficiently revealing?”
“Nope, yer way too covered up.”
She chuckled and stripped to her skin. “Better?”
He had discarded his clothing as well. “Oh yeah, much. Yer a beautiful sheila, ya know that?”
She smiled as he began running his hands over her bare flesh. It was time to test him a bit, as she frequently did to decide if a partner would be worth her time. “Mmm… St. John… would you… like a taste?” she purred.
He grinned. “Thought ya’d never ask.” He hoisted her up to lay her on the bed. She chuckled as he licked her clit enthusiastically. “Mmm… ya taste good, sheila. Gonna have ta have some more.” She groaned with pleasure as he proceeded to eat her out skillfully. After she’d cum numerous times that way, she pulled him atop her to continue the festivities.
Jean’s Room
No words were spoken as Scott and Jean entered the room and closed the door. Their clothes fell away so easily Scott wondered if she was using her telekinesis to remove them. The thought quickly flitted from his mind as her naked body was revealed to him. His hands trembled as he touched her soft curves. He wished he could see in color that wasn’t all shades of red, wondering if the wispy curls between her thighs matched the red hair she was always getting compliments on.
Catching the stray thought, she giggled. It does, she replied mentally. She sent him an image of herself in full color.
Oh, Jean… he responded instinctively to her without even realizing he hadn’t spoken. They moved together to the bed, lips meeting in imitation of the mating they both knew would soon take place.
He reached down to feel her wetness at the same moment she grasped his dick. Theirs moans joined as they began to rub each other’s sensitive flesh. The sexual tension seemed to crackle between them, the rising heat of their bodies begging them to give in.
Scott… we won’t be able to be… exclusive.
I know. I don’t care… I have to have you, Jean.
Mmmm… Scott… are you sure?She was already moving to lie down on the bed, legs parted invitingly.
He nodded as he climbed atop her. I think I’ve… fallen in love with you.
She beamed. I love you, too.
He slid into her as if their bodies were made for each other, her maidenhead stretching nearly painlessly to accommodate him. As they began to move together, her mind opened further, melding with his. They felt each other’s sensations in addition to their own. Jean sensed Scott’s wonder at feeling the way she molded around him, his joy at being inside her, his love for her. He felt the pleasure she got from his body, a contented happiness, and her love in return. The only words they spoke came when they reached their peak together and cried out each other’s name.
The Living Room
Bobby followed the green-haired girl down to the living room before he worked up the nerve to speak to her. “Hey… Lorna, right?”
She turned. “Yeah… what’s up, Bobby?”
His smile was charming, but nervous. “I was wondering… if you’d like to, um, hang out.” Please say yes, please say yes… he thought, hoping it didn’t show on his face.
She blushed slightly. “Um… sure. What do you wanna do?”
He shrugged. “I dunno, exactly. The brass wants us to just go at it… but I’d rather… get to know someone first.” He wasn’t quite ready to admit to such a hottie that he was still a virgin.
She nodded. “The only guy I’ve… been with… I was in a serious relationship with him.” She was slightly wary of the manifesto her father had issued.
Bobby scratched the back of his head. It made him a bit more nervous to know she’d done it before. “Wanna get something from the kitchen, and we can see what’s on TV?”
Lorna smiled. “Yeah. I know the pantry’s kept stocked with snacks, or I could make us something.”
He grinned. “Like what? Don’t worry. I’m a teenage boy, and I’ll eat nearly anything.”
She giggled at that. “How about stir-fry? I’m pretty sure there’s some shrimp in the fridge I could put in it.”
His grin widened. “I love stir-fry.”
“Perfect. It won’t take long at all. Just grab us some drinks and pick something to watch.” She got a pan heating on the stove while she gathered her ingredients.
Meanwhile, Bobby took a couple sodas to the living room, sat down on the couch, and flipped through the channel guide. “How ‘bout Princess Bride?”
“I love that movie,” she called back. Soon she came in carrying two plates of food and a pair of forks, handing him one of each.
Bobby grinned again. “Smells great.” It did, it was making his mouth water.
Lorna grinned back. “Enjoy.” She began eating her own.
“So where are you from?” he asked curiously.
“I spent the last ten years with a foster family in California.”
He made a face at that. “Hippies?” he guessed.
She chuckled. “Hardly. Orange County socialites.”
He nodded slowly. The only thing he knew of the area was ‘The O.C.’ “How realistic is the show?”
“Pretty close,” she admitted. “We’re not all alcoholics and druggies, though.”
He winked. “Yeah, if you were a druggie, it’d be a total turnoff,” he teased.
She rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “I didn’t even go to many of the parties. I actually ended up dating the sweet-but-awkward nerd.”
That surprised him. “Lucky guy.”
“He was a romantic, which I guess is what won me over.”
Bobby smiled. “I’m not a nerd, but I can handle the ‘sweet-but-awkward’ part.”
Lorna smiled back. “Oh? You don’t seem that awkward to me.”
He chuckled. “We’re still wearing our clothes. Believe me, once we aren’t, I’ll be plenty awkward.” She licked her lips, the sensual gesture making his shorts feel a bit tighter. He cleared his throat. “But… we don’t… I mean, we’ll get to that.”
She nodded. “Of course… but I’ve seen you playing basketball on the ‘skins’ team… you’re pretty hot.”
He grinned. “I’ll take that as a compliment, given that I’m the Iceman.” He proceeded to inhale his food. “Mmmmm… that was good.
She finished hers a bit slower. “Thanks. I like to cook.”
“Awesome. I love to eat,” he shot back, chuckling.
She smirked. “Well, that works out for both of us, then.”
He sipped his soda. “So… you lived with the rich kids.”
She nodded. “It was… interesting.”
“You’re not a… snobby bitch… like I would’ve expected.” In response to Lorna’s raised eyebrow, Bobby added, “The rich kids at my old school were absolutely terrible.”
“Well, some of the ones in Orange County were pretty bad… I was never quite ‘one of them’ because of my hair.”
It was his turn to raise an eyebrow. “Because it isn’t dyed that nice shade of green?”
She bit her lip. “Yeah…” She touched a strand. “I guess I shouldn’t have been so surprised to find out I’m a mutant.”
His brow furrowed a bit. “I meant what I said. I like that shade of green.”
She smiled shyly. “Thanks.”
He gently took her hand. “And being a mutant… can be tough. But I’ve started to wonder… if it couldn’t be fun, too.”
She nodded. “It’s nice to be around people who don’t think I’m a freak.”
He smiled at her reassuringly, and she leaned in a bit closer. When he leaned in as well, she kissed him hesitantly. He returned her kiss, giving her the confidence to nibble softly at his lip. The moment was spoiled by the movie. “Inconceivable!” “You keep using that word. I don’t think it means what you think it means.”
Bobby chuckled, and Lorna giggled, scooting closer to him to watch the movie. “Sorry for ruining the moment,” he said. He put his arm around her waist.
She rested her head on his shoulder. “I’ll just have to try again when it gets to a more romantic scene.”
“Such as when she pushes him down the hill?”
“Right.”
A short while later, that scene came up. Westley tumbled down the hill onscreen. Lorna pushed Bobby over playfully, landing on top of him. “Aaasss yooouuu wiiiiiisssh,” he called, echoing the movie script. He grinned up at her.
She giggled and kissed him, nibbling his lip again. “Mmm… Bobby…”
“Lorna… you’re a great kisser…”
She chuckled. “You’re not bad yourself.”
“Thanks. I’ve not had a lot of experience.” He looked slightly embarrassed to admit it.
“A cute guy like you? Really?” She looked surprised. He shook his head and she smirked. “Well, we’ll have to do something about that.” She kissed him more passionately.
~To Be Continued~
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