Jean Grey (nomorephoenix) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2009-01-13 22:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | jean grey |
Who: Scott and Jean
What: dating, modeling
Where: Jean's home
When: dec. 26
Warnings: Sex, tl;dr
Jean smiled brightly as she bounced around the house, cleaning a little. The tiny dog was following her, giving Jean many opportunities to stop and pet him.
She was getting used to the idea of dating both Scott and Bruce on a semi-serious basis. Both of them had their good qualities, and brought out parts of herself she was still discovering. She intended to tell Scott what was going on this time. She'd tried a few times, but had found it harder to come clean to him. Maybe she was a little embarrassed. Wasn't that why she'd let her relationship with the other Scott die so badly? It felt hypocritical to her. But that made it even more important to tell him.
"Pretty well. I'm almost done with my drawings for the next season, and this wedding is really giving me a lot to think about, fashionwise."
She led Scott into the living room, where a dressmaker's dummy stood, wearing a dress of a silvery satiny fabric that was draped like a Grecian robe. "She wanted something classical, and elegant. So I made this for her."
It was nothing like the skintight but still, somehow, poofy affair she'd worn for her own wedding, but she liked it a lot. "Now I just have to figure out how to make a suit look both classic and understated. But that's a worry for later. Would you like a drink? How is the training going?"
"Cool... and I hope it goes well."
She followed him, smiling, wondering at the beautiful dress."
"It's gorgeous."
He touched it gently, fingers lingering on the light cloth.
"You do good work!"
He glanced at her.
"Sure, something to drink would be nice. A beer maybe?"
He smiled.
"Training is good. Today is one of my off days, with just exercise on it. Things are working pretty good. I hope I do qualify to go all the way. I am enjoying this new career."
Jean grinned and bounced into the kitchen. She got two beers out, and headed back to the living room, offering Scott his drink.
"Thank you. I'm glad you like it. And I hope you get in too. You'd be an incredible competitor."
She knew he'd give it all his heart, and things that he'd set his heart and mind to tended to get done. "I did have one thing I wanted to tell you before we get too into the bouncy sexy fun, since it might be a date ruiner for you, and I'd rather have it happen now than later."
He stopped, beer halfway to his mouth, and lowered it, one eyebrow raising.
"Okay?"
He gestured, growing more serious.
"Go on."
She settled on the couch next to Scott, and nodded. "I've been dating Bruce Banner the whole time I've been dating you."
Well, that was easy enough. "I know it's kind of. . . not so great, and I swear I meant to tell you before we got to the having sex portion of dating, but there was never a great time, and the sex kind of snuck up on us. I just don't want you to feel like you've been lied to, or misled."
Not mention the fact that she wouldn't feel right not telling him she was having sex with someone else.
He blinked and put the beer down.
"Okay."
He was not sure what to think but he was not upset, really.
"Well, you never said we were dating exclusively, or even that we were dating per se."
He breathed and watched her.
"It's okay. Really. If we were dating exclusively, like going steady, I would be mad, but, it's okay."
He smiled.
"Okay. I didn't think we were, really, but we've been seeing each other pretty steadily, and like I said, I meant to tell you before we had sex, since there is still some danger from being in a non-monogamous relationship, on top of everything else. It's just. . . better to be open and clear about things."
She took a small drink of her beer. "Beside, you should date a girl closer to your age. It would probably be better for you in the long run." Not that she minded that he was younger. But a younger girl would be more likely to share his interests and have time to work around his schedule
He smiled and kissed her cheek softly, picking up his beer again and taking a slug off of it. It was weird, talking about stuff so openly, but nice.
"Thanks. I appreciate you telling me."
He reached out and squeezed her hand.
Then he blinked.
"Why?"
He was confused.
She squeezed his hand in return, glad that had gone well. His question made her think for a moment before answering. "A younger girl is more likely to be able to make time to see you when you want to see her, and will be more acceptable to take to dinners and stuff. And if things do get serious, and someday they will, you won't have to worry about the fact that one of you is going to die way before the other person."
That had been a source of ire for Jean. Always dying on the people who needed her. She couldn't, when she was honest, blame Scott for the choice he'd made. She wished the Phoenix had never taken over her body.
"Hm. Doubtful. Most girls my age are working, and going to college. They have less time, not more."
He canted an eyebrow at her.
"I doubt you will die all that much earlier than I."
He poked her.
"Are you kidding? I die all the time. It's like my purpose in life." She gave an exasperated sigh. "And I'm not saying that you should dump me and go find a girl who's closer to your age, but it is something to keep in mind when this relationship reaches its end."
Her voice was gentle, not bitter. The odds were good that they wouldn't be together forever from the moment they'd met. It had only barely worked that well with the other Scott, and even then, he'd married her clone before marrying her. She was just going to enjoy the time she had with the two incredible men in her life.
Scott rolled his eyes.
"Not in my universe and not here. Whole new ball game and whole new rules. And good, because I don't plan on dumping you at all. I might date elsewhere, but it is not a priority for me."
He nodded and sipped his beer.
"I wouldn't count on it. Just don't be surprised if I die and come back as some kind of ridiculous cosmic entity."
She sipped her beer and sat back a bit, relaxing. "Anyway, that was all I had to say, really. But dinner should be done soon, and then we can do all the measuring and programming of unstable molecules."
She grinned brightly. He was very handsome, and she would have fun dressing him up as she willed.
Scott laughed.
"No dying, dang it."
He poked her again, lower.
"Dinner sounds good, and I hope the clothing looks good as well."
He chuckled, eying her, and wondering at that evil grin.
"I am utterly at your mercy."
She giggled and kissed him softly. "Mmm, I could get used to that." The words were accompanied by a saucy wink. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle with you, Scott."
He laughed.
"Gentle? Well, if you must?"
He winked and kissed her back.
She laughed and wiggled closer to him, hands wrapping around his waist. He was warm and strong, and felt very nice in her arms. "Wow. You feel different than the last time we saw each other. It's amazing how quickly you're adapting to the new training."
He was leaner, less bulky, but the strength was obvious when you felt him move. Jean found herself very turned on by it.
He snuggled her close and kissed her.
"I like it, and it is a different regiment than being an X-Man, much more intense."
He nodded.
"Good. I'm glad that you enjoy your training." She kissed him again, her hands stroking his chest and neck. Mmmmm, sexy Scott.
He grinned at her and kissed her back then chuckled as his hands stroked and groped her ass.
"We should probably wait on the sex type stuff until after dinner."
"I have found out, over the years, that nothing makes me hornier than making dinner. I have no idea why."
She'd let many a meal burn by being distracted by the men in her life. "Maybe it's some kind of feminine urge type thing? I dunno."
He grinned, and snerked.
"Always nice to know..."
He poked her gently.
"Maybe, I do not know."
He kissed her softly then and glanced at the kitchen.
"How about we work on one hunger before the other?"
She laughed and nodded, moving to her feet. "Oh, I suppose. Come on, sexy. I'll need a new beer soon, anyway."
He laughed and smirked.
"Sounds good to me. I'm done with mine already."
He rose and followed her, always glad to let his hands wander.
His hands made Jean groan, and she wiggled under them. "Your going to distract me if you're not careful, Scott."
Her tone was somewhat wicked. He would look so good naked right then.
He snickered.
"Foooood."
And swatted her ass, then pulled his hands behind his back and sat down.
Jean whirled around, and poked Scott's stomach lightly. "Silly."
She stuck her tongue out at him, shaking her head. She pulled the food off of the stove, shutting down the burner. "Grab a bowl."
He snickered.
"Foooood."
And swatted her ass, then pulled his hands behind his back and sat down.
"Well, yes, I am."
He chuckled and nodded, grabbing a bowl and bouncing, eyes on her. She made good food and his stomach was growling.
Jean dished up a bowl of the chili for each of them, smirking widely. "Hope you like it."
He grinned and took his, and settled to the table.
"I am sure I will."
With relish, he dug in..
"Wow, thish ish good!" was spoken around a mouthful.
She was right behind, and settled into a chair next to Scott. "You should give me a copy of your diet, so I can make meals you can eat more than once a month."
He chuckled.
"I could do that... you could do that?"
His eyes were wide.
"I need to keep learning. I's like a nervous tic. If I don't learn a major skill every week I feel the need to buy a textbook."
She laughed a little. "I'm thinking of taking classes during the spring to stay occupied."
"Ahhh. I bet you could do anything you put your mind to, Jean."
"Of course. Are you going to go back to school after the olympics?"
He nodded.
"I think so. I want to do more. I want to learn more and become more. I am not sure what, but I will find out."
He chuckled.
"You'll find your place, in time. It's interesting seeing what we become when we're not X-men."
Fashion designer wasn't that big a leap for her, but she'd have thought Scott would be a pilot or something.
He nodded.
"Thank you."
"I bet you will have a good life."
Jean shrugged. "Good or bad, at least it's my own, now."
He nodded again and touched her side.
"And I am glad for it., You deserve your own life."
She smiled and kissed him. "So do you. The version I knew lived for the team. It's very nice seeing you living for yourself. And doing well, though that's not a huge surprise."
Her hands stroked through his hair, nails grazing over his scalp softly. "I'm still marveling at this world. How it brings out the best in all of us."
He smiled and kissed her back, stroking her face and back, then nodded.
"I am sure this world will bring
interesting surprises..."
Jean sighed happily, and went back to her soup. "Eat up. You'll need the energy."
He grinned and ate quickly, one foot rubbing along her leg.
"Whatever you say gorgeous."
When he was done, he turned to her, one eyebrow raised.
"Got a hot tub around here?"
"Not yet. Which is a shame. Would you like to go to my beach instead?"
She stroked her fingers up his side, over his ribs.
He chuckled, took her hands and kissed them.
"Sure. Sounds like an eye-opening experience."
She giggled and kissed his forehead. "Come on, cutie. Let's go enjoy the night."
Work usually got neglected for play these days. Not that Jean really minded. Playing was fun!
He chuckled.
"What about your measurements and such?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Not that I mind, mind you, but still."
"When do you have to be home? Are you due back, soon?"
"Nope. I have all night and into tomorrow."
He smiled at her.
"Then there will be time later." She snuggled him. "Let's go, Slim." She winked at him, wondering if he would even get it.
He blinked, looked down and shrugged, then hugged her.
"Lead on."
Ah well. She hugged him, and kissed his cheek.
"Let's go. It's a beautiful night."
He kissed her and nodded, following her as they headed outside.
Yay, beach!
Jean walked down to the shore confidently, the moon making the sand seem to glow. She shed her clothing without inhibition, until she was naked.
"The water might be a little cold." She waded out a bit, wrapping both of them in a warm telekinetic shield.
He watched and slowly stripped himself, following her, smiling softly.
"You look so beautiful."
He followed without pause. Of late, he had taken to swimming again and even warm waters were cold.
She turned and smiled widely. "You too. I've never seen anyone so beautiful in my life."
Strong, confident, dedicated, but relaxed and eager to enjoy life. This was how things should have been. Nobody can carry the burdens that her Scott did for as long as he did without suffering for it.
Part of her hoped desperately that the man she had loved would come. Even seeing him with Emma wouldn't make her less glaf to see him happy.
He blushed and smiled at her, kissing her and grinning as he followed her into the water.
"No one could look as beautiful as you do tonight."
She blushed a lot. "Thank you."
Her hands stroked over his body, slowly caressing every inch of him. She wanted to take him there, to make love in the sea, under the beautiful moon. Her lips captured his, and she kissed him deeply.
He groaned and kissed her, hands sliding down her body, groping and caressing.
"You are amazing, Jean."
He ground against her lightly, wiggling to stroke and tease them both.
She whimpered softly, blocking the water from the sensitive areas of her body, not wanting to loose lubrication to the sea.
His hands felt good, and she stroked down his body, cupping his cock, lightly stroking it with her fingers.
He stroked her carefully, wanting to make her feel good, his hands sliding over her everywhere. Her hands touching him made him groan and kiss her harder.
She moaned softly, glad she could keep the water out without blocking Scott's fingers. "That feels so good, Scott." she kissed him deeply, her hand stroking his cock, working him up to his full length.
His hands worked her harder and faster and he smiled as she spoke.
She was so incredible.
"God you are hot..."
She groaned loudly, and pulled them closer together. "I want you inside me, Scott. Fuck me with your big, hard cock."
He cried out and wiggled against her, then thrust, finding her and sliding deep into her in that one go, feeling how wet she was, and shuddering.
"Oh, God, Jean..."
He stroked her beasts softly.
"You feel so good, so hot..."
He began to slowly fuck her.
She groaned and gave him a telekinetic block to stand on, so he could fuck her as hard as he wanted. The water made it easier for him to maneuver her around, and she enjoyed feeling him take control of how her body moved.
"Yes, oh God, that's so good, Scott. So hot and big and long." She cried out into the night, the moon making everything look ethereal, as if it were glowing.
He anchored himself there and really began to fuck her, driving his cock deep into her hot, tight, and wet pussy, splitting her wide apart, moaning and shuddering, and gripping her breasts to pull and push, stroking them as he slammed deep into her.
His passion felt wonderful, and she opened her mind slowly, letting tendrils of her pleasure reach out and touch his brain, never pushing, never demanding, but offering this connection, small and temporary, to enjoy the night together.
Her cries were loud, but swallowed by the sound of waves so the neighbors wouldn't hear. He felt amazing!
He groaned, feeling her mind touch his, and welcomed the touch, care and lust roaring from his mind, as well as fierce passion.
He stroked into her, pounding, loving how her body felt around him, loving fucking her.
She was pleased, and her answering lust and passion rose to meet his, each one feeding the other.
She squeezed down around his cock, so that she would be tighter around him. She wanted to feel what he felt when he fucked a tight, hot pussy. And she loved the way it felt from her end, sharing it eagerly.
He moaned and writhed in her, driving his cock deep into her in whole new angles, with new force as their passions combined in him and drove him on.
"Yessssssss!"
He groaned, and felt it, the feeling new, and alien, and utterly captivating as he slammed his cock deep into her tight wetness and shared it eagerly.
She groaned and begged for more, loving this, loving his cock, his passion, his exuberance.
She lost herself in the pleasure and sensation, coming violently around his cock, her body jackknifing as pleasure shot through her like electricity.
He shuddered as he felt her come, and then shuddered into his orgasm, deep in her, his whole body seeming to fly apart as he felt both of their orgasms.
Jean groaned and her body milked his cock as he came inside her, leading into a second orgasm, set off by his pleasure.
Slowly, she supported her own weight with her telekinesis, and kissed Scott deeply. That was amazing.
He kissed her softly, and smiled.
Yes it was... you are... incredible.
He stroked her body, up and down her.
She moaned lightly, her pleasure flitting through his mind. I missed this. Being connected to my partner is wonderful.
Her hands explored her body, her telekinesis teasing him, stroking his back and legs, wiggling between his ass cheeks.
He blushed and kissed her again, stroking her body, his own hands stroking down to part her ass cheeks and tweak her there.
She groaned softly, wiggling against his hand, her juices migrating down to her ass, lubricating his fingers and her tight little hole. "Something you want, Scott?"
He groaned and stroked her ass a little harder, one finger sliding into that tight hole.
He drew a breath and breathed into her ear.
"I want to fuck your ass until you scream in orgasm, and come around me, and then come deep inside you there."
She moaned and shivered, his word sending threads of pleasure through her.
She turned over, exposing her slick, round ass to him. "Then you should do that."
He shuddered, looking at her like that and gripped her ass, pulling himself forward. With trembling hands he pressed his cock against her asshole, and pushed, pressing against that hole until it snapped open around the head of his cock and locked tight around it like a vise.
"Oh God!!"
He cried out aloud as his cock was plunged into silky, tight heat, that felt better, and more incredible, that anything ever had.
He groaned and his hips lurched a little, pushing more of his large cock into her ass, and he groaned even louder.
Jean groaned as he entered her, pain flashing over her brain, until he finally popped into her ass, so hard and thick inside her still tight ass.
"Oh! Fuck!" Her cry was loud, both pleasure and pain expressing themselves in that one joyful noise. "Fuck me, Scott. Fuck me hard and rough."
He groaned as he slid into her, slowly pressing deep. Her words caught him off guard and he blinked, and gently stroked her body, but he took her at her word, and shuddered, then gripped her hips, With a groan, he pulled back and then thrust again, all the way out, then all the way in again. And he began to fuck her in long, hard, deep thrusts, shoving his cock deep into that tight little ass, almost bellowing with how good it felt.
"So good, so hot, I love fucking that tight little ass of yours, Jean!"
Jean cried out and begged for more, loving how hard he was fucking her, how rough, how deep his cock went into her.
She yelled and moaned, explosions of pleasure and pain rocking her body. She dampened the link the first time she came, wanting him to fuck her for as long as possible.
He groaned as he pounded into her, his cock seeming unendurably hard as he fucked her ass, shuddering.
"So good, Jean, so very good..."
He fucked her with long, sharp strokes, and his whole body was starting to build toward a climax as he drove himself into her again and again, losing his control and really pounding into her.
Jean was on her third orgasm when she felt him building toward his own. She opened their link again, showing him the mind blowing orgasms she'd been having since the moment he started to pound into her. All the pleasure roared into his mind like a tidal wave, and she screamed as another orgasm ripped through her.
The sensations were new and alien to him, but incredibly pleasurable as he felt how it felt from her side and slammed his cock into her ass again and again, pleasure and pain and joy mixing as he finally came, feeling her body accept his come even as, through the link, he felt it from her side.
Whoah.
He shuddered as he finally came down from that and kissed her.
She groaned softly, and shivered under his kiss, slowly turning over so that she was facing him, his cock still buried deep inside her.
"God, Scott. That was amazing."
She shivered and kissed him again. "You're incredible. Simply incredible."
He shuddered as she turned, his body jerking at the friction and sending lances of pleasure through him.
"Oh God...
He kissed her softly.
"Thank you. You are pretty amazing."
He blushed and almost managed to hide the comment that the previous Jean had never quite taken him that well, nor had any of his other dates, and especially not anally.
"You are so fucking hot..."
Jean blushed brightly. "I'm sorry alternate universe versions of me aren't as good."
Then she paused, and facepalmed. "We, uh, should go for a brief flight, I think."
Her neighbors had called the police, assuming someone was being murdered on the beach.
Scott facepalmed.
"Sorry. I guess my ah, walls are not very strong now."
He kissed her and nodded.
"Okay? Sounds good to me."
He was content to stay buried in her, but he loved doing other things with her too.
"We're still linked." She poked him gently as they took off, avoid the police. "I just don't want you to be exposed as some kind pf pervert for sodomizing me in the sea." That would probably be bad.
He groaned as they rose and his arousal and lust and his care for her were clear in the link
.
"No doubt. Thank you."
He kissed her gently.
"Where do you want to go?"
She giggled. "Back to the house. We'll need an alibi."
She kissed him and flew into her skylight, settling him in her bed. "Lay there while I call my neighbor a crazy woman."
He laughed and snuggled her as they flew
.
"Okay! I will be right here."
He quickly located some water and a hand towel and washed off, then fetched some lube and was laying there again quickly.
Jean handled the police easily, and then bolted back to Scott. "Hey, sorry about that."
He smiled softly.
"You did well."
He had over heard some.
"You have nothing to apologize for."
He smiled.
"How are you feeling?"
She slipped into bed next to him, holding him for a moment. "Good. This has been a fun night. What would you like to do next?"
He smiled and stroked her face softly.
"I was actually thinking about going down on you..."
He bit his lip, grinning shyly.
"Ooooh. That sounds nice."
She kissed him slowly. "Veeery nice."
He winked and slid down her body, stroking and kissing as he went, caressing her breasts with soft kisses and nips, and groping her ass as he finally puffed hot air along her pussy, then licked along it enthusiastically.
Jean groaned softly, spreading her legs wider for Scott. Her body was so sensitive after the reaming she'd just gotten than everything seemed to cut straight through to the core of her being.
"Mmmm, good. So good."
He moaned and licked harder, faster, stroking her body, circling her clit with his tongue and pressing it into her a little, then sucking on her clit as he lapped at her.
Jean's body writhed as he lapped at her pussy, groaning as shocks of pleasure lit her brain up, all that lovely sensation shared eagerly with Scott.
He moaned as he felt the sensations, and doubled what felt good to her, sending his tongue dancing over her clit, licking fast and swirling around her clit faster. One finger slid into her pussy then, gently stroking her.
She jerked a little, a larger wave of pleasure washing over them both, and her breathing became ragged "Oh, yes, Scott. That's good."
He kept licking, sucking her juices even as he suckled on her clit, moaning into her as two fingers stroked into her pussy softly.
She was so hot and wet and he loved doing this to her.
She cried out as she came, her body shaking as it climaxed.
She came down quickly, her eyes mostly closed. It had been a long day, and she was sleepy.
"Thank you. That was amazing."
He gently pulled away and out, and wiped his hands and mouth, then crawled up her body to kiss her.
"It was my pleasure, Jean. Now, I am sleepy, and you look like you could sleep for a week... why don't we crash?"
She nodded, wrapping her arms around Scott, kissing him gently. "Measurements tomorrow morning. Night, sexy."
He smiled and snuggled close, kissing her back and grinned.
"Sleep well, beautiful."
He let his eyes close and sleep sweep up to take him.