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GenNext	By : JohnSlayer Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1432 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Hidden Love
- 2-Caught?
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Title: GENEXT
Author: JohnSlayer
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: You'll see
Summary: The X-Men are no more. The children of the X-Men are still in Xavier's School, which is now run by an aged Cyclops and Emma Frost, along with Dr. Henry McCoy and Cecila Reyes. Two teammembers are in a relationship, but suddenly one of those teammembers finds an interest in her boyfriend's best friend. How long can THAT hidden connection stay a secret in a place like this?
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GENEXT

Chapter One : Hidden Love

It was bedtime for the new kids. They could hardly call themselves X-Men yet actually they were X-Men. All of them were children of the great X-Men of past generations. Right now they are actually trying to sleep... OLIVIER RAVEN, son of Gambit and Rogue, PAVEL RASPUTIN, grandchild of Peter Rasputin, BECKA MUNROE, daughter of Storm plucked out of the Savage Land, MEGAN FROST, oldest of Scott Summers and Emma Frost's children, NO-NAME, unknown, RICO, unknown... and John Worthington, son of Warren Worthington III and Betsy Braddock, the newest generation of X-Men... or not?

John's clothes are draped over the chair, his body under the covers, asleep... or is he? When he had been younger, he too had slept in a pyjama shirt and pyjama bottoms... ever since he got into puberty, he had known he was a mutant. He'd been sleeping one night and wings erupted from his shoulders, thus tearing his pyjama shirt apart. He had cried his parents awake, wondering it was a curse, but his parents had been proud. From that moment on, John never slept in nightclothes any longer, but just strip down until his briefs and lay down into the bed.

Are you asleep yet, John?

A question he could hear in his mind. He instantly knew who it was. Megan Frost. What did she want? John's eyes remained closed, but his mind woke up. Good thing he had both parents' powers...

Megan. Always a pleasure. Even when we should be asleep. Wouldn't want your mom to throw a fit, right? Well, to be really honest, I was about to fall asleep. What's up?

She laughed softly, John didn't hear it.

Don't you worry about my mom, John. I was wondering, could...

Megan started, but was interrupted by John.

Stop right there, Meg. No thanks, I am not going to get out of my room and walk to yours. Who am I to say you are doing this alone? Your roommate could be awake...John broke himself off, so Megan wouldn't catch this thought... Or maybe you want a threesome with your boyfriend Olivier Raven and me.

and could pretend to listen in on our conversation.

he finished. Megan laughed again, but this time John did hear it.

Fine, I'll come to your room then, you're the only one without a roommate. Sometimes I envy you, not sharing a room with anyone.

That laugh... there was something special about that laugh. But John Worthington could not place it.

Thanks Megan... I guess. Fine. Come on over. I couldn't sleep anyway.

A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on John's door. His eyes shot open. John knew that it was Megan. Thoughts that he kept to himself ran through his mind. Should I open the door for her, should I say come in? John didn't move, only stared at the door in the darkness, while he made his decision on how to answer the door.

Come on in, Meg.

Megan Frost turned the knob and the door opened. She made her way inside and quickly closed the door. Just because she was the Headmistress' daughter didn't mean she was getting an excuse, like if she would get caught, it would just get dismissed. She leaned against the door, awaiting any response from her teammate. Anything. A light turning on, hearing his voice. Instead she heard nothing.

"John?" Megan asked her friend. Still nothing... and then there was the room illuminated by John's nightstand lamp. "Hey, Meg."

Megan grinned and walked toward him. John made some room by moving to the side. He felt her presence on the side of the bed he previously lay on.

"So... what is this nightly visit about, Megan?" John asked her as he looked into her eyes. He saw her smile, and patiently awaited her reply.

She said nothing, instead let her eyes wander. From his face to the sheets. Though what she saw weren't the sheets, oh no. It was his naked chest and briefs underneath that she saw. Emma's eldest kept herself from licking her lips. She got closer instead.

The temperature of body heat warmed up, and neither of them had turned up the temperature by hand or telepathically.

Megan! I thought Olivier was your boyfriend. Why not ask him to cuddle with you? As your boyfriend, he only has the right to cuddle with you, and treat you like others aren't allowed to.

John sent to her mind like one of his shards fired at an enemy. He felt no regret doing that. John braced himself for the coming psychic blow. Nobody in their right mind denied Megan Frost. They'd be crazy not to pull a stunt like that, when a girl with a hot body like Megan threw herself at them, and that was a very rare occurrence, considering she was involved with Olivier Raven. John's gaze remained on her face.

"What if I give you permission to touch me?" She whispered as she got even closer, her body pressed against his. The only thing that was different was that John's body was UNDER the covers and that Megan's was ABOVE the covers.

John was not intimidated, okay, maybe a little. His jaw dropped, but quickly closed again. "Megan, are you feeling alright? Have you tried this with Rico and Pavel too?"

Megan sighed. Before answering, she got on top of him, pinned his legs in place so he could not escape and made sure his attempts at throwing her off telepathically were rendered useless. "John, are you kidding me? Let them have their own girlfriends..." John cut her off again, this time verbally.

"Megan, you are in love with Olivier! Why are you here?!" he exclaimed, but she wasn't going to give him an answer. Instead she kissed his lips hard. The taste of their lips meeting, it was enough to have Little John skyrocket to full hardon. If his lips weren't preoccupied, he would have cursed himself.

A moment passed, and then their kiss was broken. Megan breathed heavily, hearing John's breaths coming as well, in sync with hers. "I don't understand, Meg, you have a kind boyfriend, a friend of mine might I add, yet you kiss me. Why me? Surely not because of my mo..." Meg cut him off. "No, not because of your money, John Worthington. Or your stock holdings." she said to him as he watched her take her nightgown off.

The moment meant that John could use his hands again, so he grabbed the sides of her ass cheeks and tried to push her off, but when he saw the silk bra and panties that clung to Megan Frost's skin, he froze. Such a delicious body. HIS best friend's girlfriend's body. And she would be HIS for the night. Heck, she WANTED to be his for the night!!

Megan smirked as she felt her friend's hands on the sides of her ass cheeks. She challenged him to continue.

I know we agreed on no powers, but I just cannot resist. You know you want to, John Worthington.

John heard her voice in his mind. His hands slowly went to the front of her bra where he would untie it. The moment his hand touched the fabric, Megan spoke again. "Take it off, John." She whispered.

His fingers opened her bra and removed it from her body. Megan slid off to the side of John's body and got under the covers. She felt how her panties touched his briefs and grinned, feeling his erection there. Megan opened her mouth to speak... but John gently brought his lips to hers, kissing her this time. Her tongue joined his, flittering touches, like they were playing a game.

Like it was a game to see which one would win, like it was a game to see which would remain standing and which would succumb to the other's ministrations first.

The french kisses ended, and John pushed Megan against the headrest. She gasped at the cold touch of her back touching the headrest, but before she could say anything, John had used his lips... on her nipples.

She gasped at the touch, the kiss of his lips on her nipples, the sensation rocking through her body. "John." she moaned. "John," Megan said, "please don't stop."

He was true to his word, his tongue added to the mix of giving pleasure to Megan Frost's breasts, he even sucked on them. His lips then left her breasts, only to kiss down her stomach, as a forbidden thought was unleashed in John's mind. To her shock, Megan picked up on it. He couldn't wait to fuck her with his cock between her breasts.

If Megan felt uneasy because of that thought she had picked up on, she didn't show it. Megan moaned, felt her friend's hand on her panties, ready to take it off, when she covered his. "No, not yet." she told him, pushing him back, his whole body splayed out before her... except the fact that one piece of clothing still clung to him. With a swift move Megan undid John's briefs to show his hard cock.

"Megan," John moaned, trying to get to his full height, when Megan pushed him down. Her lips kissed his hard cock, then took him into her mouth and began to suck him.

GODDESS MEGAN!

He remembered they had agreed on no powers, but one gutteral moan louder than the previous ones would mean that all hell would break loose. Headmistress Frost and Headmaster Summers would be in the room, all their friends too no doubt, and the hidden relationship would be not so hidden anymore. Oh who were they kidding? A relationship? This was their first time THEY were behaving like this!

Come on, John Worthington. I want your cum in my mouth. I want to swallow it all.

That coaxing made John reach his orgasm. As he reached his climax, Megan kept mentally telling him to release it all until he was spent. She hadn't lied: she did swallow it all. Megan then released his cock and lay down next to her friend.

John panted in pleasure. "Damn, that was amazing, Meg!" He told her as he wrapped his arms around her. "I want my orgasm too." she whispered. "In a minute, baby." John whispered back, needing a little time to get himself under control. This was out of this world.

Megan got out of his embrace and took off her panties.

Not a pubic hair covered it, it was that amazing a sight to behold. John briefly wondered if Olivier and Megan had already had sex before, then immediately replied to his mind only. Of course they had sex before, why would she want me to be her first?!

John was ready for the round of pleasuring Megan, when he turned to her and gasped. He saw how she was fingering herself. "What? Have you never pleasured yourself before?" Megan whispered. John reached over and pulled a condom out of the drawer. "Stop it, Megan." John told her. "Why?" Megan challenged, her fingers moving in and out of her pussy faster. John reached for her fingers and pulled them away. "This is why." John told her and started to lick and kiss her pussy.

"Ah!" Megan softly moaned, her hands pushing John's head more to her pussy, as if she wanted his whole tongue inside her. "Oh yeah, John... god John!" she softly moaned. John slurped and kissed like his life depended on it. He paused and that was the moment she pulled away from his touch, her hand clicking off the light of the nightstand lamp. "John, fuck me."

John looked at Megan through the darkness. "Megan, I need to put that condom over my..." he started, but Megan cut him off and wrapped the condom over his hard cock. "There." Megan whispered as she stole a quick kiss.

John filled her completely, body and soul... and mind. Their minds linked the moment he had thrusted inside her, his lips covered hers, covered her scream that would probably have alerted everyone else. They moved as one. They were in their own bubble, their own world, moans were shielded that couldn't penetrate the sound barrier.

They didn't need to alert one another that their orgasms were fast approaching. John pulled back, but didn't break the psychic connection he shared with Meg. He pulled off the condom and knew Megan was fingering herself again. John had a firm hold on his cock and jerked himself off. "Ahh, Ohh, AHH, yeah, YEAH, mmm, MMM, MEGAN!!! JOHN!!!" They screamed as their orgasms washed through their bodies. John came all over Megan's nude body while she came on John's sheets. Again they panted in pleasure; the shields they had put around their bodies that had prevented detection dissolved. Megan's hands touched their sex juices and disappeared into thin air as if nothing had just happened tonight in John's bedroom.

Megan kissed John deeply, before she pulled back and looked at him in the darkness. "I have to go, or else they will be worried come morning." John nodded and kissed her back, just as deeply. "I understand, Meg."

He watched as she put her underwear and nightgown back on, covering up that splendid nude body of hers again. John wouldn't mind. He wasn't sharing his room with anyone anyway, so why would he have to put his briefs back on? John reached for Megan one last time and they hugged. "Sleep well." they both whispered before Megan returned to her bed.

"Couldn't sleep?" Her roommate whispered from her own bed when Megan had snuggled under her own covers. "Yeah. Went to see John to talk about what to get my mom for her birthday." she quickly lied. "See you tomorrow. Goodnight."

And with that, Megan Frost fell asleep.

End of Chapter One: Hidden Love
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