Today's Triad

Title: Today's Triad

Author: Rhion (because I can't blame Zelucie for the word for word)

Minor Co-author: Zelucie

Rating: XXX, this one isn't even on NC-17 par

Summary: Oh god…. How to explain? Well Marie is in love, but it's not with Logan, it's her teammate Sarah. Logan finds out eventually, clueless man that he is.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these ppl. Except Pysn, Zion and Loki (well actually Loki is a Norse god of chaos ect, so he really owns himself.) Sarah is based off a friend, who shall remain "nameless", so she owns herself. Stan Lee I'm sure would die if he saw what I did with his characters, probably from a heart attack due to too much sexual excitement…

Feedback: I would love it, but this is only likely to get me flames. But that is OK, flame away, it will be mocked privately with a few of my friends, who are a good bit more open-minded than most. So feel free to flame Zelucie at, Zelucie @ yahoo dot com dot au or myself at willow2005 @ yahoo dot com.

A/N: Whoooo… OK, this has anal sex references, female/female sex and love, kinky toys and whatnot. You don't like it? Don't read it. This is also plot heavy, like all my PWP's seem to be becoming. Zelucie, I blame this fic on you ENTIRELY! You, with your asking for a fic where Marie has sex with a girl and Logan finds out bunny, you KNEW this thing would turn into a monster! Also I -know- Ms. Marvel is Carol Danvers, but I wanted to use a different character personality based off one I had in mind. Her personality is based off a friend of mine that suited the image I wanted for my version of Ms. Marvel better than the usual Carol Danvers, so nyah. Personally I am more fond of muttonchop Logan, but I wanted him to be alittle different looking too, so that happened as well. Lokie in this one is loosely based off notmanos's Bob character, which from what I've gathered of the fics that I've read, and general knowledge of Norse mythos, that Bob is an incarnation of the god Loki. My character Chaos/Loki (being his 'street' name) isn't human. He isn't mutant either. Just thought I'd clear that up. No one REALLY knows what he is. Just that whatever he is, he's powerful and on their side.

::..:: means telepathy, italics means thoughts (not like there's a lot of -thinking- going on in this…)
Start date: March 21, 2004
Finish date: March 23, 2004


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Marie and Sarah could barely wait to get back to their shared room. The sexual tension of their workout making them wet like nothing else could. Well, other than the taste of the other's sweetness. Dripping down the other's mouth like nectar. The scent of the other's body, sweat and skin.

Once back in their room they were busily stripping each other, Marie concentrating hard on her control, Sarah akinaking Marie as gloriously naked as possible. Hungry mouths and tongues devoured the other, licking, tasting, sampling the flavor of each other's skin and mouth. Marie's much smaller tongue dueled with the slightly longer rougher one of her lover. Long slender fingers delved into Marie's wetness making her moan. "Sarah." It came out breathy and soft. Soft full lips locked onto a nipple making her knees weak. The taller stronger woman held up Marie's lithe form, still stroking her inner depths.

Carrying Marie to the bed they fell in a tangle of light honey tan, and creamy alabaster limbs. Slowly licking her way down Marie's soft, soft body, she parted the firm thighs that housed heaven. Silky curls soaked with arousal beckoned to her; lowering her full lips to the tender skin of Marie's thighs she nipped leaving small marks of ownership. Parting the velvet folds she licked slowly, oh so slowly while her younger lover's hips bucked upwards. Circling the winking opening, she let her tongue drift in to sample the citric sweet and sour of her love's essence. "Oh God, Sarah. Uhmmmm… more." Small fingers wove into the golden chestnut hair holding the slightly older woman's face to her pussy. Sarah continued to lap and moan encouragements to Marie who was starting to buck frantically crying out for more. Keeping her lips firmly pressed to Marie's vaginal opening, she drove her tongue in and out, licking the inner top, then the bottom; her fingers parting the cheeks of Marie's bum. Pulling away from the wine of Marie's cum, Sarah slid a finger in to moisten its length.

Mouthing the tender little bud of Marie's clit while she slowly probed the tight pucker of muscle at Marie's anus, she pushed all the way in, listening to Marie crying out. Rotating the finger as she pulled out then pushed in, still sucking hard at the pearl, Marie's hands still urging her on she did it again and again, speeding up the thrusts and the force behind it. Within moments Marie had come again, but Sarah did not stop. Adding a second finger she continued the anal play, scissoring her fingers open and closed to widen the delicate ring.

When Marie had climaxed a few more times Sarah reached over to their 'toybox', pulling out what she had purchased the day before. A red triple headed dildo. Grabbing some lube while Marie's fevered eyes watched her; she smoothed the glistening gel along the length of the three heads. Positioning two of them towards Marie's tight holes, she pressed them into her. Marie winced slightly at the new and much larger girth of the vaginal cock, and wanted to cry out from the odd feeling of having her ass filled with something other than a couple long fingers. It was such a surprise but something of a good one when Sarah started to thrust them in and out of her.

Sarah raised herself up, allowing the tip from the third head tease at her own sopping wet cunt, then slammed herself down, thrusting the other two heads deeply into Marie. Pulling Marie to her so that they were then laying on their sides, legs all atangle, she showed Marie how to ride both ends while shoving the one inside Sarah deeper with each buck of her hips.

The thrust of thick exaggerated cocks buried deep in her sweet body, made Marie splinter apart again and again, but Sarah would not cease, she was feeling a bit more dominant than usual. Which was all well and good in Marie's eyes, she knew Sarah would never hurt her, not with anything they ever did. Sarah held back her own orgasm for as long as possible, wanting to watch Marie fall into bliss until she thought she would faint. Driving Marie on she thrust her strong lean honey hips against the creamy rounded ones held hard in her hands. Finally her release rushed over her, dragging her down to that place where she was safe and floating freely.
Gently pulling away from Marie, she removed the dildo from the pliant body next to her. Turning Marie around so that she was on her stomach, Sarah stretched herself out over her young lover. Kissing her way down the slope of neck and back, she came to the firmly curved muscles of Marie's tush. Again parting her thighs Sarah reached for the strap on she'd been wanting to use on her for so long, and Marie's sexual response to the triple dildo made it seem like a good idea to try now. Lifting Marie's hips gently, leaving the younger woman's upper body lying limp and relaxed on the bed. Reaching again for the crystal clear lube and smoothing a generous helping on, in and around the hole she was going to penetrate, she worked her lean fingers, three this time, into the sweet little orifice. Marie started moaning for more almost immediately.

Hooking on the strap-on she kept massaging Marie's ass firmly until her hips ground backwards forcing more of Sarah's lengthy fingers into her. Deciding that Marie was ready she leaned over, placing the tip of the artificial penis at the opening, nipped at Marie's neck, whispering in her ear. "Marie, I'm going to take you so good, make you come so hard, you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

"Oh God, yes Sarah, please, take me, I'm yours. I love you so much….ouhunnnnn." She could feel the head sliding into her loosened, wet hole. Sarah's hands wrapped themselves around her breasts, pinching the nipples into tight pebbles while her own hand slid down to her clit, working it hard as the long smooth thrusting of Sarah rocked her back and forth. "Please…. Saa-raah…. Harder…mu-moore." The intensity of the plunges increased until Sarah was ramming into her, panting in her ear, fingers rolling twin sensitive nubs, making her wail out release. Sarah kept going though at an almost frantic pace, needing to make Marie want to beg for her to stop and to beg for her to never cease. A sudden explosion behind her eyes signaled the most intense orgasm of her life, as Sarah pounded away, the impacts driving Sarah to come as well.

Falling again into a tangle of limbs, Sarah caressed Marie gently, pulling out of her carefully. "Let's get you cleaned up, Marie." Tugging on the lax hand, easily lifting her off the bed, Sarah carried her to the bathroom.


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Downstairs things were a little different.

Logan was walking through the halls for the first time in three years. Three long years since Jean's death, three long years of soul searching. Yeah he loved Jean, as a friend and colleague, he'd always known that, what was so harsh was the fact that she died for no reason. That he wasn't more upset by the death of a potential lover, but that of a friend. It had confused him; he had been more full of fear and sorrow when Rogue was at the mansion while it was under attack.
The halls may have looked the same, but the air was different. More tense, more prepared, more hard, less forgiving. Rounding the corner he found the Professor's office, letting himself in he was far from surprised when he saw Chuck sitting there.

"Welcome home, Logan," was all that the Professor said, cultured English falling over Logan's ears, feeling like a balm on tight nerves. How could Chuck always do that? With just a few words he could comfort even the toughest of restless souls.

"So, whatcha need me to do, Chuck?" plunking himself down in one of the over-stuffed chairs Logan crossed his booted feet waiting to listen to the updates, etc. But especially for news of Rogue.

"As I'm sure you've noticed, things are different. Ororo fell recently in a battle against the FoH, and we no longer have a good history teacher. While I know that may not be your forte, the curriculum is easy to follow. If you could take that class for now, it would be greatly appreciated. There are also some new teachers. Tomorrow you will most likely meet them."

"Are alla'em X-Men too?"

"Yes, even Rogue has managed to come quite far, she is now co-battle leader with her significant other of Beta Team. She teaches the advanced placement students English and Anthropology courses." The news of Rogue being taken, was something of a shock. But at the same time expected. It's not like he could come waltzing back into her life after three years of absence, while barely having acknowledged her when he was here last time, and count on her falling into his arms. He had time; he'd always have time. Thanking Chuck he went back to the room he had been assigned last time.


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The warm water was heaven on sore muscles; the hands sliding around her body coaxing lazy responses from her were an added bonus. Leaning back on the pillow of Sarah's breast she turned slightly so that she was now on her side, able to look at the side of the bosom she was nestled into. Reaching her hand up to stroke a russet nipple, watching it turn into a firm peak, then bringing her mouth over it, flicking her tongue gently, making Sarah moan softly. Turning yet again she was now over her, looking down at the blue gray eyes whose color changes always fascinated her. Grasping one abundant breast in each hand she licked then suckled at the nipples that were so tempting. Sarah's hand slipped down to her own thick light brown curslipslipping a finger into her cleft, circling her clit. Marie ignored that for the moment engrossed with nipping the bountiful chest in front of her face.

Reaching out with her nimble toes she unstopped the tub letting the water drain out. Rubbing her delicate hands over Sarah's tightly muscled body; she brought her mouth to the full firm mouth. Tonguing gently at the bottom lip, then sucking it into her mouth, she felt Sarah moan breathily against her face. Sliding down her body Marie lifted one leg out of the tub so that Sarah was wide open to her gaze. Two fingers were working on her clit, pinching lightly and tugging it. The sight of Sarah's need for fulfillment inflamed Marie and she couldn't help but want to dive into the curls, ones that were wet from the bath and excitement.

Those full, succulent pink folds that her mouth salivated to taste. But she held back, just looking at the swollen clit, the tiny creases of Sarah's labia minora, moist vaginal opening that was visibly clenching open and closed. The musky scent hit her nose in warm waves, Marie's senses were still more sensitive than most's, and she found that she could no longer hold herself back from plunging three fingers suddenly into the beckoning orifice. An unmuffled cry escaped Sarah's mouth, at the invasion. Marie leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "You like that? You like it when I finger fuck you, don't you? Tell me. Tell me now, Sarah, or I'll stop."

"Oh goddess yes! More, Marie, don't ever stop please!" She was begging for it and Marie had never been able to deny Sarah anything, just as Sarah was never able to deny Marie. Firmly biting a nipple, then soothing the sting away, she glided down tan skin, to the source of the scent that was scrambling her brain. Folds already engorged with the blood of arousal trembled as she withdrew her small fingers, using her tongue instead to tease at the tiny outer creases. Long fingered hands were pushing her face into the sopping portal, and she obliged happily, using lips, tongue and teeth to bring Sarah to the edge and hold her there. Lean thighs started to wrap around her head, but she pushed them apart again gaining full access to the thickly bitter salty ambrosia that was part of the light of her life.

Tongue pushing quickly in and out then withdrawing only to draw symbols over the plump bundle of nerves at the apex of Sarah's sex. Gliding down again to penetrate with her tongue, Marie repeated the pattern past the point of overload for Sarah. Though she couldn't stop until she had her fill of the nectar of gods.
Sarah's pleas for 'no more, oh goddess I can't take any more' reached through Marie's lustful fog. Giving a few last cleansing and soothing laps she reluctantly pulled away. Clambering out of the tub, they dried each other off slowly and with great care.

Slipping on a long silk nightgown, because her control wasn't always good while she slept, she exited the bathroom. Sarah was still getting ready for bed, brushing her teeth and combing her shoulder-length hair. Catching an oddly familiar scent she went into a fighting stance, looking up to see if she was just paranoid or not.

Standing there looking shell-shocked was Logan.

He looked different, younger and more tired at once, his hair was shaggy, still wild, but much, much longer, almost to his shoulder blades it seemed. Gone were the huge muttonchops, in their place was a few days growth of stubble.

"Marie? Babe, is something wro-" Sarah had come out when she didn't hear Marie's normal post sex chit-chat; only to see what was one of the best looking men she'd ever laid eyes on. Not that she was attracted to men. They were pigs one and all, and the few who weren't, were taken. No she was more than happy with Marie. But this man was one who could'veptedpted her when she was a little younger than her vast age of 28.

The odd tableau was interrupted by a mental summons from the Professor.

::All team members meet me in the Ready Room stat. We have a large-scale attack on a school. ::

All three raced down to the lower levels, Logan's curious looks at Marie promising questions later. She ignored him; she was Rogue now, just as Sarah was Ms. Marvel.

Suiting up in the thick leather of her uniform, she and Ms. Marvel jogged to the Ready Room.


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Seating themse at at the second side of the large table they were unsurprised to see all three main teams had turned out. But Rogue was surprised to see Omega team arrayed and ready for battle. Alpha comprised of Cyclops, Gambit, Beast and Psyn who would also be joined by Wolverine. Beta was Ms. Marvel, Rogue, IceMan, Jubilee and Zion. Theta team was Angel, Colossus, Shadowcat, Psylocke, and Siren. The ultimate team, only pulled out for such large missions, Omega team, were Chaos, Cable, White Witch and Bishop.

"It seems as though a large army of FoH have attacked a school for mutants in Australia, they have already disarmed the military sent to assist the school. There appear to be several Sentinels, how they got their hands on them is not important at this moment, but it is a real second priority. Alpha, I want you to work with Theta team, Omega work with Beta. Wolverine will be joining us for the first time in three years. Psyn I want you to establish the mandatory mental link. Alright people. We must save those children. Gods speed."


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Getting up to go as quickly as they had arrived they entered their respective jets.

Logan had some reservations and questions. For one what the hell was Rogue doing with a woman?! For two…. How could he join them for one helluva threesome? Smacking himself mentally he corrected his second mental question. What kind of teammates did she have and would they really look out for her. That Ms. Marvel looked like a volleyball player, but not like a superhero. Gambit didn't look too bad; IceMan wasn't too bad in a pinch either. But those two kids Zion and Jubilee, they looked like high school students.

Nonetheless despite his worries he strapped himself in for one hell of a ride.

"ETA 30 minutes. Psyn update Wolverine on procedure mentally and establish link. Then connect with the other tps."

A flood of information spilled into Logan's mind and it was all he could do to not slam all his mental walls down. Quickly though the data resolved itself. Each team had a telepath, one almost as strong as the Professor or as strong. Two they worked as a neural net, a hub of communications that was hard to sever or detect unlike radio or digital frequencies. Three the battle plan was really not a plan at all. Just melee fighting. First come, first killed.

All that worked just fine for Logan; after all it was his forte. Since there was the almost unbreakable communications hub, if a plan needed to be made or information passed, it was done so instantaneously. Logan was surprised though when the 30 minutes passed quickly, after all Darwin, Australia was quite a way from Westchester, New York. And he had thought that the travel time was a little too… optimistic.

A flash of the dark blonde called Chaos flitted through his mind ::Hey, mate, no worries, it's all part of my gig. And don't fret your pretty head, I'll take care of the girls. Just go kick ass; it's what we all do best. ::

Irritated by the mental brush, Logan still decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

::Beta and Omega landing. ::
::Alpha and Theta landing. ::
::Disembarking. Chaos- cover please. ::
::Gotcha, right as rain. :: The mental transmissions almost overwhelmed Logan but he felt the gentle bolstering of Psyn's mind on his, steadying him, thus allowing him to figure all the voices out.
::Sentinel incoming! Cable and Bishop move to intercept! ::
::Copy. Engaging. ::

When Logan stepped onto the battlefield it looked like something from a sci-fi movie.

Large robots, flying mutants in leather, sparks, explosions, foot soldiers geared to the teeth. All in a background of green forest and whipping winds.
Releasing the claws he lost himself in the fight.


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Using their personal link established by Zion and White Witch, Ms. Marvel, Rogue and Chaos worked their teams in sync perfectly. Chaos may have been something other than a mutant, true, and his nature was just as chaotic as his name implied, but he was ordered chaos in these instances. Invaluable, as he not only fueled Rogue's borrowed powers she had gained from him, but for sheer ingenuity. The first two teams were to smash through and to dole out as much carnage as possible, but Beta and Omega were special ops. Some of them smashed like the big bad rocks they were, others gathered intel, and the last few got the innocents out of the way.

Chaos and Rogue were perfect for that, Chaos had something of an infinite power that he could channel to Rogue when need be.

Guiding the more than few dozen children and school personnel quickly to the jets and getting them strapped down while Ms. Marvel guarded the 'Birds with Psyn and Zion. Rogue and Chaos then started the real business of being the big bad rocks that -they- were. Their powers complemented perfectly- Chaos did heavy output of power in what looked like uncontrolled blasts of matter, while Rogue sucked in the output like a black hole.

More quickly than the FoH thought possible, they found themselves routed.

No casualties were taken by the X-Men, but there were wounded to be cared for ASAP.

Parts of the disassembled Sentinels were loaded up, and they all packed back into the X-Jets.