The Scott We Never Knew but Just Might Like

Chapter 9
Veiyn's Back Again, With Help


Scott woke up in a cold sweat and instinctively felt the other side of his bed but no one was there. He got and checked to see if someone was in his bathroom but neither Jean nor Veiyn was there. Frustrated he went to grab a pair of sweatpants and rushed towards Veiyn’s room. When he got there he stopped short and remembered that none of that could possibly have happened because she died earlier in his arms protecting him from his long time enemy. To be certain he entered even though he knew she never wanted anyone to do that without her permission and gladly invited any type of punishment from her. He went for the doorknob when he heard someone emerge into the hallway. ‘Scott?’ Jean muttered. ‘What the fuck do you want?’ he asked already annoyed. ‘Scott did you see her too?’ she asked coming closer. ‘What are you blathering on about?’ he asked turning to her. When he faced her he saw that her chin was badly bruised and her hair was disheveled and her face was confused and scared. ‘She’s alive isn’t…isn’t she?’ she asked collapsing in his arms. Scott picked her up and went towards her bedroom, but she insisted that they go to the infirmary to make sure what they saw was only a vivid shared dream. Scott put her down when the elevator dinged their desired floor and they both walked slowly towards the steel doors. ‘What if…’ Jean asked, but Scott cut her off opening the door. They both collapsed when they that her body was still gone.


‘Hey get up time for breakfast,’ a voice said. Scott jolted awake again when he saw Kurt standing or rather perching on his ceiling waking him for breakfast. Kurt quickly dissipated into thin air leaving his trademark smell of brimstone. ‘How the hell did I end up here again?’ Scott asked himself. He quickly jumped in the shower and headed down the stairs finding everyone but Jean sitting at the table ready to stuff their faces. ‘Good morning Scott, I hope you slept well after your ordeal?’ the Professor asked him. ‘What are you doing here Professor?’ he asked sitting at the table. ‘Besides living and paying for this house and its guests I came back when I found out about Veiyn’s untimely demise at the hands of my old friend,’ he answered. Scott never felt more confused, pleased and confused in his life. ‘So she really is dead?’ he asked out loud. ‘Yes, why is she not suppose to be?’ Logan asked stuffing his face with a pancake.


Downstairs Jean found herself in the women’s locker room shower standing under a hot stream of water. ‘Hey kiddo?’ someone said behind her. She turned to see Veiyn standing at a stall about to take a shower. Jean’s eyes grew like two big emeralds as she watched the water stream down Veiyn’s body adding more mist inside the shower stall. Veiyn turned her head slightly looking at Jean out the corner of her eye and arched her eyebrow. ‘Is something wrong Jean, you look like you’ve seen a ghost,’ Veiyn said without expression. Jean’s mouth opened but nothing could come out out of sheer surprise and confusion. Veiyn rolled her eyes and quickly turned again shouting ‘boo!’ in Jean’s face making the red head almost jump out of her skin. Jean was feeling overwhelmed and felt herself falling to the cold floor but was caught by Veiyn who just stared into her eyes with great amusement. ‘Never knew I could knock a woman off her feet too.’ ‘Why..why are you doing this to us,’ Jean asked. ‘Us?’ ‘Scott and me. Why are you messing with us like this?’ Veiyn showed a little smirk and leaned close to Jean’s face brushing her lips against hers. Jean pulled her head away almost knocking it against the tiled floor but Veiyn caught her just in time. ‘Don’t do that,’ Jean demanded. Veiyn, not flinching grabbed as much of Jean’s hair as she could and pressed her lips against Jean’s again and wouldn’t let her go this time. Not knowing what to do because Jean realized she couldn’t use and of her TK or telepathy on her, surprised her mind and body was so strong, she could do nothing but relinquish herself, she guessed just like Scott did.


Jean felt Veiyn’s tongue slowly dip between her lips using the tip to circle around them causing Jean’s lower lip to quiver. *Does Scott make your lip quiver like that? She looked into Veiyn’s demon eyes astonished at the question, but her heart jumped at the next one. *Or is it someone else who makes you quiver? Veiyn closed her eyes and continued to ‘play’ with her life sized ‘Barbie Doll’. Under the hot steamy water Veiyn’s hand glided down to the soft perky mound of Jean’s breast. Softly pinching her rosy nipple, a hot shaky breath escaped through their kiss. *See you like it don’t you? *No! I want you to stop this now….oh my God! Jean quickly felt two fingers slide gently into her now wet pussy, slowly working in and out making her feel flushed and excited. Veiyn removed her tongue and lips from a panting Jean and lay her head down. Her fingers still working the tense juicy muscle, looked into Jean’s eyes once more. *Do you wish me to stop now? Jean was about to answer when she felt Veiyn’s hot mouth clamp down onto her breast, her tongue roughly lapping over the creamy flesh. Veiyn’s fingers worked furiously inside Jean, her hips rolling with every movement. A deep moan fills the humid room as Jean’s body is succumbed to yet again someone taking her without permission. She felt her body turning to liquid fire, ready for more when she opened her eyes to find herself someplace else.


Her body still feeling some effects of what Veiyn was doing to her she wondered how and when she got back to her bedroom. Her head didn’t feel funny so she knew she wasn’t drugged. She was about to swing her legs off the bed when she heard the knob to the bathroom turn and saw none other than Scott emerge with a towel around his waist. ‘What the hell are you doing in my room?’ he yelled arms folded across his chest. ‘I’m not in your room this is mine.’ Scott went over to the patio doors and opened the curtains revealing sunlight to show that it was indeed his room. ‘How? Sorry Scott I don’t know how I got here, I was just in the locker room when…’ Jean found she couldn’t finish her statement, too embarrassed by what happened or rather maybe didn’t happen. Scott was about to yell when he saw she was shaken up about something. ‘Jean what happened was it Veiyn again? Did you have a vision or was she with you?’ ‘Scott where were you this morning?’ ‘I was having breakfast with everyone including Magneto. He’s coming to her funeral tomorrow, why?’ ‘Nothing. I was half expecting that we had sex when you came through the door with just a towel on.’ He grabbed her by the hand and walked her to the door while giving her his bathrobe. He opened the door and put her on the other side, ‘Now you know I wouldn’t waste anymore of my time trying to fuck you. At least that fantasy with Veiyn got me further than you ever did.’ With that he slammed the door and turned to see Veiyn sitting on his desk with nothing on but a smile.


Jean quickly ran to her room before any one emerged from their own or came up the stairs. She shut and locked it and sprawled herself across her bed. Running her fingers through her hair she felt that her roots were wet and somewhat curly. ‘I was in the shower room, so I was with her then too!’ She quickly threw some clothes on and rushed to tell Scott she thought Veiyn being alive was true and she was messing with their minds when she opened the door to see the professor and she halted almost falling on top of him. ‘In a hurry Ms. Grey?’ he asked. ‘Uh yes uh no I just, nothing. Is there something you wanted Professor?’ she said backing into her room. ‘Yes I was wondering if you and Scott made up after last night.’ Nervous of however she answered the question, she knew he knew by her stalling and didn’t want to go through another session with him. ‘I see. I guess we have to work on that now won’t we.’ ‘Please Professor I can’t, I have to tell Scott something.’ ‘No Ms. Grey you will not see Scott, not now at least. I want you to go and wait for me in the lounge, do you understand?’ Head down she agreed and headed to the lounge glancing at Scott’s door and saw he was taking a nap.


‘So Mr. Summers what was the reason for you throwing Miss Priss out this time?’ Veiyn asked playing with a pen. ‘She was just being annoying as usual. So what are you here for this time or are you even really here. Am I asleep still, is it still yesterday? Did we even fight The Brotherhood, for that matter did I ever even pick you up to join the X Men?’ ‘Testy, testy, and I do mean that as a pun also.’ Looking down Scott saw that his towel had fallen off his hips and to the floor and looked up to see Veiyn looking at him very hungrily and all the questions were out the window.
Scott stepped towards Veiyn and she put her foot on his chest stopping him from proceeding. ‘I thought you wanted to ask me some questions Scott,’ she asked not looking up at him. ‘I do, I did, you know what I only want to know one thing right now…’ ‘Oh yeah, what’s that Summers?’ ‘Will you scream for me?’ Before she could answer, Scott threw her foot to the side opening her legs wide, put one hand around her throat and thrust every inch of his hard dick inside her. His hands muffling the moans coming from her throat, Scott pulled himself slowly out of her, his dick slick with her juice, the cool air was proof enough for him that she was real. His free hand put one of her legs on his shoulder while the other pushed her hard onto the desk. He looked down at her body, it was naked and looked absolutely delectable. ‘Don’t fucking move, do you understand?’ Disobeying his request, Veiyn yanked him down and began running her tongue back and forth across his lips, her hands trailing down his tanned back grabbing his ass urging him to fuck her and fuck her hard. Her nails dug deeply into his skin making his hips jerk forward, but just short of entering her again. Her tongue sank deeply into his mouth swirling and jabbing at his own making him grow hotter and harder for her. Scott reluctantly pulled away from her panting for breath. ‘You wanna suck on something?’ Pushing her leg of off him, he pulled her off the table roughly and pulled her down on her knees in front of him. ‘Open wide and gag bitch.’ Veiyn loved the way he talked to her like he didn’t give a fuck about her, it turned her on beyond reason. Not opening her mouth fast enough Scott rammed as much of himself into her hot wet mouth. Hearing her gag from the quick movement made him shudder with anticipation. He turned her around placing the desk and himself between her not allowing her head much movement and began fucking her mouth. ‘You get punished for being disobedient,’ he said moving his wet tip across her lips. The smooth texture of her lips caused a trail of precum to drip and cover her lips. Using his swollen member he smeared it across her lips, cheeks, and chin. Veiyn opened her mouth and began licking the thick vein along his shaft, her tongue lapped down to his sack and she began sucking his heavy balls inhaling them in her mouth covering them her spit. Her hand quickly grabbed the throbbing dick and she began sucking the precum then sliding his entirety into her mouth using the cum as a lubricant. The fast slippery movements made Scott legs weak and grabbed onto the desk for support. Veiyn sucked hungrily while her hand rubbed backed and forth meeting her lips, torturing and twisting making Scott begin to thrust his hips helping along the process. Veiyn began sucking harder with every push and pull Scott did, spit dripping down his balls onto the floor, the loud smacking and slurping sending Scott into a frenzy. *Now who’s in control of whom now?


Not liking not being in control, Scott removed himself from her sopping mouth and lifted her off the floor slamming her body against the wall. His mouth met hers giving her a harsh but deep kiss. His dick standing straight into the air began rubbing her clit, his hands found her breasts, squeezing and pinching roughly. The smooth sensation of his shaft massaging her clit made her moan between his kiss, Scott moving his hips faster against her. He loved that she was bare, no rough hairs but his between them. He dove his tongue deeply into her mouth tasting himself, his dick unrelenting against her. He slowly departed from her and dropped down to her knees where his tongue now found the swollen exposed drop. Parting her lips with his fingers, he gave a long slow wet drag of his tongue against her clit, using the tip roughly and loosely to make Veiyn shudder. Flicking his tongue back and forth in quick motions, he could feel Veiyn’s knees about to buckle and quickly placed her legs over his shoulders. He sucked and lapped hungrily making Veiyn’s hips buck against him moving with his movements chills of excitement going through her body. *I’m gonna cum. ‘Say it out loud. ‘I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum Scott, please don’t stop. Moving quickly Scott grabbed her and threw her on the desk again, pushing her legs against her body, her knees crushing her breasts, the weight of his hands holding her body down he slowly entered her dripping pussy. The feel of his cock inside her, stretching her sent her first wave crashing through her. Scott stayed unmoving to feel every inch of her soft muscle grabbing at him with every rivet of pleasure. About to have another one, Scott slowly withdrew from her only the soft tip remained inside. She was about to protest when he roughly slammed his hips into her driving himself deeply into her throbbing pussy. Looking down at her biting her lip from the delicious assault, Scott began a hard continuous thrust of his hips, fucking Veiyn hard and without remorse. The desk banged against the wall with every movement he made, Veiyn no longer in control of herself began screaming at the delicious and malicious pain given to her. The feel of Scott’s balls slapping against her ass, the wet sloppy sound of her juices expelling against his hips filled the room and both their ears making Scott even more hungry and horny for her. He wrapped her legs around his hips interlocking her ankles together. He never let up still pummeling her without a care as he leaned down sucking one of her breasts lifting it as his force made the other dance up and down like loose jello. Grabbing it with his hand and squeezing it as his mouth suckled the other, the heat of her body began to rise and Scott knew that it was almost near, at least for her. He picked her up again, not breaking their connection, her arms wrapped around his neck as he began pushing her hips up and down on him. Standing in the middle of his bedroom, thrusting every inch of his dick inside her felt so damned good to him. ‘Does it feel good, do you like it like this, tell me, tell me to fuck you harder!’ ‘Oh God Scott it feels so good, fuck me hard, fuck me, fuck me’ It was like music to him to hear those vulgar words said to him demanding him to do whatever he wanted to a woman. He walked over to the bed and laid on his back never letting go of her hot wet body. ‘Do you want more of me?’ She could only nod her head, her long black hair blocking some of her face. He placed his hands on her small hips anchoring her so she couldn’t go anywhere, not that she would anyway. His hips thrust upward making Veiyn scream, the quickness of Scott’s movements made Veiyn grow even hotter. She laid her body onto his moaning loudly in his ear making him move harder but slower, his balls laden with her sweetness, her ass becoming red from each smack of his hips. His hands moved her hips back and forth, her pussy squeezing him making him moan with pleasure. He sat them both up and he scooted them so his back was against his headboard. His hand grabbed her chin, ‘Ride me until I cum.’ Grabbing the headboard for support Veiyn began quickly moving her hips forward grinding herself into Scott’s lap. Dropping her head back her ass rose and fell sliding up and down with ease faster and faster. The bed rocked, her throat caught gasps of air as Scott slapped her ass as she called his name demanding more. He was feeling his orgasm building watching her breasts bounce, her moans growing louder. His balls swelling up demand the release, he grabbed her hips again and roughly ground her into him as he called her name loudly not caring who heard as he shot his hot white spunk into her over and over making the movements even slicker. He turned her over and pushed into her spewing out the rest his name resonating through the room as he collapsed on top of her breathing in her ear ‘I’m in control.’ He rolled over onto his back and grabbed Veiyn. She lay on his chest as they both fall asleep. Scott didn’t want to afraid he would wake up again, everything a dream or worse never happened but his body took over his mind and fell into a somber sleep.

Next Ch: 10 Jean should really stop denying Scott some fun.