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First Times at Bayville High	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 21210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 9: Liminal

Jean stared at the floor as she finished, unable to look any of the other girls in the eye. “So there you have it,” she sighed, “the tale of my transgression – yielding to my lust in a moment of passion and weakness. My first time was incredible, but so was the guilt.”

Silence reigned for a long moment. The other girls stared at her, or looked around uncomfortably, trying to process what they had been told. It was Tabby who broke the silence.

“Scott may not have thought you were a slut,” she stated matter-of-factly, “but I sure as hell do.”

Amara’s jaw dropped, and she looked at her roommate in shock. “Tabby!” she chided.

“Pot, meet kettle,” scoffed Jubilee.

The blonde’s blue eyes flashed. “I admit, I’ve been around the block a few times. When I’m in a relationship, though, I’m exclusive.”

“Still, Tabby,” continued Amara, “there is no need for such harsh judgment, especially when Jean herself obviously still feels guilty about her infidelity.”

“It’s all right,” said the redhead in question. “I suppose I deserved that, since I’ve been rather hard on Tabby about various things.” She looked up now, fixing her earnest emerald gaze on the blonde. “It’s often the greatest hypocrite who decries others loudest.”

Tabby smirked, savoring her moment of superiority. “I guess I was a little harsh,” she conceded.

“Y’all gonna kiss ‘n make up?” teased Rogue.

The blonde grimaced. “Ew, no.”

“Certainly not kiss,” agreed the redhead, “but I am willing to reconcile. For my part, I will endeavor not to judge you in the future.” To emphasize her sincerity, she walked across the room and extended her hand to Tabby.

Standing so she could look Jean in the eye, the self-proclaimed free spirit replied, “I’ll try to be less of a general pain in the ass, but I can’t quit entirely.” She grinned. “It’s just part of who I am.”

The two shook hands. Tabby, unable to stay serious for so long, quipped, “I’d hug you, but it might be awkward since I’m in just my underwear.”

Jean laughed lightly. “It would. Thank you for your consideration.”

On her way back to her seat beside Kitty, she noticed Rogue regarding her with a steely glare. Swallowing nervously, she asked, “Are you judging me too?”

The Southern mutant shrugged fractionally. “Not exactly,” she answered, “just thinkin’ ‘once a cheater, always a cheater’ and plannin’ how Ah’ll kick yer ass here ta Biloxi if ya ever two-tahm Scott.”

Jean blinked in surprise at her friend’s bluntness. “Not that I wouldn’t deserve it,” she conceded, “but that’s incredibly unlikely. Scott and I are very happy together now.”

Rogue nodded. “Good – now make sure that don’t change.”

“Could you be more jealous?” asked Tabby sarcastically. Rogue merely looked down at the floor. Jean seized the opportunity to resume her seat.

“So, like, how did Duncan react when you told him what happened?” asked Kitty.

Jean winced. “I… I didn’t. When I saw him the following Monday, he apologized for his behavior. To assuage my guilt, I promised him that, if he could go the whole week without making a single comment about my breasts, I’d have sex with him.”

“Guys have endured way worse for nookie,” observed Jubilee.

“Ewwwww!” Kitty cried. “You did it with Duncan?! Gross!”

The older girl’s cheeks flushed bright pink. “He was the first person who ever saw me… fully naked, in fact. Based on his reputation at school, I insisted he wear a condom. He thought it was because I was a virgin,” she confessed, “and I didn’t disabuse him of the notion.”

Kitty appeared as though she might vomit. Tabby, though, nodded approvingly, telling the penitent redhead, “I gotta say, Jean, I underestimated you.”

“Your approval fills me with shame.”

“Did he ask about your hymen?” wondered Wanda.

Jean nodded, feeling increasingly smaller. “I told him what I told Scott, that I’d broken it during a soccer game – which is technically the truth. Another girl and I slid for the same ball, and her cleat struck me in the groin.”

All the girls winced in sympathy. “Guys don’t think hits to the groin hurt us,” commented Jubilee, “but it totally does.”

“Okay, I gotta know,” interjected Tabby, not wanting to dwell on the thought of blunt impacts to the groin, “was Duncan good in the sack? Those macho jock-types can be hit-or-miss.”

Clearing her throat lightly, Jean replied, “Um, yes, he was decent. I came, though not nearly as intensely as with Scott.”

“Okay, can we, like, please change the subject now?” pleaded Kitty.

Rogue nodded in agreement. “Whah don’t ya tell us how good Scott is in bed?” she added, wiggling her eyebrows naughtily.

Jean tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “It was only the one time – each, actually, since shortly after my tryst with Duncan came M-Day.”

“You mean you two had a crazy one-night stand while you’re seeing someone else,” cried Tabby incredulously, “but you haven’t done it again in the two-plus years you’ve been legitimately dating?”

“That’s correct,” Jean answered with a sigh. “We won’t until our wedding night – a form of penance, I suppose, for what we did. It was Scott’s idea.”

Amara shook her head sympathetically. “That must be difficult, to restrain yourself in the presence of the man you love. I know I could not with Sam.”

Flushing once more, Jean replied, “We… make do, but Scott sure brings out my naughty side.” She laughed softly with embarrassment.

“You seemed to use your powers a lot,” began Danielle, “in the, ah, heat of passion. Weren’t you afraid of losing control?”

Shaking her head, the redhead explained, “Actually, it seemed to enhance the experience – I could ‘cut loose’ around him and be fully myself in ways I couldn’t with Duncan.”

Trying once more to steer the conversation elsewhere, Kitty asked, “Do you know how long before Scott pops the question or whatever?”

“He hasn’t mentioned it, and I haven’t pried.” A smile played on Jean’s lips – she felt relieved to no longer discuss her sexuality. “I have an inkling, though, that he will do so soon. He’ll have it planned to the minutest detail, and I know it’ll be romantic.”

Kitty giggled excitedly. “You so have to tell us, like, the minute he proposes.”

“I will,” Jean promised.

Amara beamed, eyes twinkling. “I would be happy to help you plan your wedding, Jean. For now, though, who shall tell her story next?”

Before anyone could volunteer – if anyone was about to – Rahne reentered the room, a satisfied grin on her face. “Aye’m back as prromised, lasses. What’d Aye miss?”

“Welcome back, Rahne,” greeted Kitty. “I was, like, just starting to wonder if you’d, like, ditched the party for good or some junk.”

“Nay, nay,” responded the short Scots girl, “it just took a wee bit longerr than expected t’ get the rrandy outta me system.”

“Well, roomie, to answer your question,” said Jubilee, “the short version is that Kitty scored Kurt on a cruise, Wanda’s memories are outta whack, and Jean cheated on Duncan with Scott.”

Rahne blinked in surprise. “The things ye miss on a wank brreak. Aye bet Scotty blew a gasket when he found out he wasna yerr one an’ only.”

The older girl pursed her lips. “He doesn’t know.”

“Wow, Jean, you really are full of surprises tonight,” reiterated Tabby.

“He said if I was going to, he didn’t want to know,” Jean clarified. “He said, and I quote, ‘what I don’t know won’t hurt him.’”

Not quite done with her recap, Jubilee continued: “Also, Jean uses a dildo and wears thongs.” She smirked at Jean’s visible discomfort.

“Ach, the dildo, Aye believe – once ye had cock, yerr fingerrs arre a poorr substitute,” Rahne claimed as she lay down atop her sleeping bag. “The thong, though – Aye’ll believe that when Aye see it firrsthand.” Most of the other girls nodded in agreement with the Scots lass’s assessment.

Slowly Jean stood. “You want proof? Here’s proof.”

With that, she pulled the hem of her Henley up to her navel, exposing the lower half of her body clad only in a pale-pink thong. Eyes squeezed tightly shut to avoid eye contact, cheeks as red as her hair, she spun slowly. All of the girls received an unobstructed view of Jean’s sculpted rear.

“Was that really necessary?” muttered a wide-eyed Wanda whom no one seemed to hear. She folded her arms across her chest.

When Jean sat down, her sleepwear back in place, Kitty commented, “Sooo not fair – you’ve got, like, the perfect hourglass figure.”

Tabby chuckled. “For real, Jean, with legs, ass, and rack like yours, you should come work with me at Hooters.” She winked and added, “We’re best known for our wings, but the legs and breasts are great too.”

Rolling her eyes, Jean shook her head. “Did you miss the part of my story where I don’t like my breasts being ogled?”

“Nah, I just don’t get it. I love my jugs,” the bombshell proclaimed. She proceeded to cup them through her bra and jiggle them a bit, a proud grin on her lips.

“You are much more fortunate in that realm than most of us,” Amara pointed out.

Tabby nodded and adjusted her bra straps, which were threatening to slide off her shoulders. “They’re not just for feeding babies, either,” she continued, disputing Jean’s earlier assertion. “They can be fun if you know how to use them.”

“Aye think everry last one of us knows how t’ use ourr tits ferr pleasurre,” argued Rahne.

“For our own, sure, but I bet I’m the only one who’s gotten a guy off with them.”

“You mean a titfuck, right?” asked Jubilee. “I’ve heard of them, but I’m way too small to even try.”

Tabby nodded sadly. “Fraid so, Jubes. Your tits have to be on the larger side. Mine qualify, obviously, and Wanda’s not far behind me in the boob department. Believe it or not, Jean, yours will work. Danielle, yours might; they’re right on the line. Rogue, I’m pretty sure yours are big enough, but it’s hard to tell under those layers.”

“Mahn are plenty big enough,” Rogue agreed with a scowl. “Truth is, once Ah get control o’ mah powers, first thing Ah’m gonna do is get ‘em reduced. Ah’m dang top-heavy, and they get in the way lahk y’all wouldn’t believe.”

Kitty snorted. “Well, could you, like, donate to the needy over here or something?” She was only half-kidding, at best.

“Ah wish,” replied her former roommate with a laugh. “Ah’d lahk ta have words with whoever put your Boob Fairy work order in with mahn.”

“Me too!” Kitty giggled.

Meanwhile, Danielle bit her lip thoughtfully. The Seneca girl pulled the top of her tanktop away from her body to peek down at her bosom. She looked up at Tabby, doubt filling her large, dark eyes. “Do you really think I’m big enough for that? Does it really feel good?”

Tabby nodded eagerly. “I like it, and guys totally love it. I think you’ve got just enough tits to do it – say, with Bobby.” She winked and grinned at the darker-skinned girl. “Fair warning, though: it’s kinda messy.”

Danielle’s gaze grew distant. Tugging on one of her braids, she confided, “I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be with Bobby.”

“Are you two, like, on the rocks already?” chimed in Kitty, her disbelief evident in her voice. “It’s only been, like, a month now.”

“I… I’m not sure I’m ready to talk about it,” answered her current roommate, fixing her soulful eyes on Kitty’s.

“Are you afraid of losing control of your powers?” asked Jean. When Danielle confirmed, the telepath told her, “I can try to contain it while you tell us what happened.”

Kitty smiled encouragingly. “We’re your friends, Danielle. We want to be here for you.”

Licking her lips nervously, Danielle looked around the room at the other girls, gathering her nerves. Buoyed by the sense of support she felt, the Native American said, “Bobby and I had sex. I don’t think I was really ready to, so I’m still trying to sort out how I feel about it, especially in light of everyone bragging how good their first times were.”

“Even still, I’m kinda jealous,” confessed Jubilee. “Bobby’s really sexy – we were hitting it off before my parents pulled me outta here in the wake of M-Day – so don’t regret it.”

“You don’t understand – it wasn’t fun for me. I barely enjoyed it all,” Danielle snapped. “Worse… it was utterly without protection.” Her reserve had melted, symbolized by the tears welling up in her eyes. “I might be pregnant.”

Stunned silence filled the room as Danielle began her story.

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A/N: This chapter was a little ahead of schedule, but my next update definitely won't be until mid-August at best. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, which roughly marks the halfway point of the story. Thanks to all my readers who've stuck it out this far. I look forward to any and all feedback in the ratings, reviews, and/or discussion thread (see link at the top of Chapter 1).
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