Grey Frost

Grey Frost
Chapter 10: One Step Further

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The day after the pool incident was awkward for Jean. It had been hard enough before being around Scott when he was with another woman, but now it was even harder because she had the image of his naked body in her mind. Even after she got off, she watched them swim for another hour, coupling a few more times before they got out and snuck back in hugging their clothes to their bodies. At this point Jean tried to sleep, but she never did quite get that image out of her mind.

She couldn’t look at him or Emma all morning without blushing. It was a good thing they kept it to themselves. Otherwise something might have slipped. She put on her usual demeanor and let her routine push such thoughts to the back of her mind. Today was a big day. Watching Scott and Emma last night helped her come to a major decision. She was ready for the next step in her sexuality.

Eager to act before she chickened out, she caught up with Duncan after lunch that Monday during school.

“Duncan, wait up! You got a minute?” she said, running out from the cafeteria just as Duncan was halfway down the hall.

“Jean? Hey babe, what’s the rush? I got weight training in five minutes,” he said, checking his watch.

“This’ll only take a minute,” she told him, “I need to know something…are your parents going to be gone by any chance this weekend?”

Duncan’s eyes widened with shock. Was she implying what he thought she was?

“Uh…why do you ask?” he said, half shocked and half intrigued.

“Just wondering,” she said with an innocent smile, playfully twirling her hair.

Duncan shrugged and smiled back as he thought about it for a moment. Jean expected something to come up as was often her luck. But Duncan had a pleasant surprise for her.

“Come to think of it, my folks did say they were going up to Rochester to visit my Grandma on Saturday. I doubt they’ll be home before midnight.”

“I see…” said Jean.

The young redhead bit her lip and carefully considered her next words. She couldn’t just come out and say she wanted to have sex. That was too forward even for Duncan. She had to be careful, but make sure he got the subtext.

“Well I was wondering…” she said with careful tone, “Maybe we could spend some quality alone time, you know? Just you and me…an empty house…no parents.”

“Alone time, huh? That sounds nice.”

Duncan was officially impressed. He always assumed he was going to be the one who made this move, but then again Jean had been surprising him a lot lately.

“So it’s a date then?” she said, unable to stop herself from blushing.

“A night alone with my girl?” said Duncan in his usual cocky tone, “Hell, how could I say no?”

Jean let out a sigh of relief. She had a feeling Duncan would accept. He was a hormonal teenage boy last she checked. She was just glad she made it this far without making a fool of herself.

“Great!” she said, “I’ll see you Saturday then.”

“Can’t wait,” he grinned.

They sealed the deal with a kiss. And to show how serious it was, Jean made sure it was a deep kiss with a little tongue with a slight moan at the end. When they parted Duncan looked somewhat goofy, a sure sign of his maturity. But Jean shrugged it off, exhaling a sigh of relief as she walked away.

But as she walked, Duncan continued to stare. Jean was wearing her pants lower than usual, showing off a revealing black thong just above her waistline. It was one of the revealing pieces Emma lent her and it seemed to have the desired effect. She could hear Duncan’s thoughts projecting even after he was out of sight.

‘I don’t know what’s gotten into that girl, but I like it! I can’t wait to get her into bed!’

Jean blushed at that last thought. It felt kind of liberating to take charge in her sexuality, but it was also nerve-racking. Duncan Mathews was hardly a sweetheart. He thought more with his hormones than he did his heart. He’d probably start bragging to his friends so word would probably spread quickly.

Jean had a week to plan. The easy part was over and the hard part was about to begin. She had to manage the rumors that would inevitably spread, reassure her friends that this was her doing, and prepare herself for her first time. It was a lot for simply wanting to try one of life’s most basic biological functions. It better be worth it in the end.

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In the opulent area of lower Manhattan, Sebastian Shaw stared stoically out the top window of his tower complex. By day he was head of Shaw Industries, one of the largest commercial and industrial entities on the planet. By night he was the Black King of the Hellfire Club, a secret organization bent on power and influence. Greed and bloodlust were a way of life and he embraced it openly.

But all was not well in Shaw’s world. A month ago, he suffered a bitter loss. Emma Frost, the woman he hoped would be by his side as he solidified his role as the Black King, turned his back on him and the Hellfire Club. While never one to get overly attached, Emma was special to him. She was everything he wanted in a companion. She was smart, beautiful, and cunning. She had the killer instinct to be the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, but she chose to follow a different path.

Since that fateful night she ran away, he had been picking up the pieces. Other members of the Inner Circle had been critical of him for letting her slip away, but he could care less what they think. He assured all of them that Emma Frost would be returned for one simple reason: nobody turns their back on the Hellfire Club.

While gazing out the window, Shaw’s private cell-phone rang.

“This is Shaw,” he answered.

“Boss, it’s me again. I think we have finally have a lead on Frost.”

“I’m listening,” said Shaw with intrigue.

“Turns out the story those guards told about some costumed freaks weren’t so far off. I’ve been hearing rumors that a certain ‘school for the gifted’ may be hiding more than just kids. And get this, it’s run by Charles Xavier.”

Shaw digested that for a moment. He knew of Charles Xavier. He was a brilliant man with a great deal of prestige. In fact, Hellfire even considered asking him to join, but his work as a peacekeeper made him too much a pacifist. It was also known among an elite few that he was a mutant. Having written many papers about the subject, it was only natural. But if he was working on some mutant agenda, it was in his interests to know.

“Do you know if Emma is a part of this ‘school?’”

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out boss. I’ll get back to you as soon as I have confirmation.”

“Very well,” he said stoically, “And make sure it comes fast. The Inner Circle is growing impatient.”

Shaw turned off his phone and set it aside. It was a good sign. Emma may be cunning, but even she wasn’t skilled enough to hide from the forces of Hellfire. He had spies everywhere. Sooner or later she would face the consequences of her actions. She was either going to accept Hellfire or suffer the same fate as all those who cross them.

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By the end of the day, word leaked out about Jean and Duncan. Being the egotistical guy he was, Duncan couldn’t stop himself from boasting to his buddies about how he and Jean were getting together. He didn’t give details or specifics. He didn’t want anybody to know enough to interfere. Yet he was still very vocal about it.

And just before the final bell, it reached the ears of Scott. He just happened to be in the area going through his locker while Duncan was hanging out with his football buddies in the hall. Naturally, he listened in.

“Man, I can’t believe it!” exclaimed one of his buddies, “Miss Valedictorian, Jean Grey, is coming over for a night of immoral debauchery. And she’s the one who made the move, not you!”

“I know,” said Duncan, “I was just as shocked as you. Guess she’s not as prude as she came off when we started dating. Hell, you should see the panties she wears!”

“Fuck dude,” said another one, “You’ve gotta give us details!”

“Yeah, like find out if she’s a natural redhead! You know what they say about the carpet matching the drapes!”

“Oh I’ll be checking,” boasted Duncan, “You can count on it! Jean wants to be sexy, I’ll show her sexy! And who knows? Might even get her into some real kinky shit by the time I’m through with her.”

“You the man, Mathews!”

“Damn straight!”

Scott had heard enough. If he stayed any longer he risked his lunch making a comeback. Slamming his locker shut, he ran out ahead of the final bell. He didn’t want to believe that Jean would go so far as to sleep with Duncan. But he was her boyfriend last he checked and Jean had been acting a bit on the sexy side lately. Her change in underwear was evidence of that. Now she was taking it a step further.

While Scott ran out to meet up with her, Jean was walking the halls with Kitty. Like Duncan, she couldn’t keep certain things to herself. Being the gossipy girl she was, Kitty picked up on the rumors and before she could make any wild speculations Jean filled her in on the situation. Needless to say, she was shocked.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed, “So it is true! You and Duncan are really gonna…”

“Easy, Kitty! Not so loud!” said Jean, trying to settle her friend, “But yes, at any rate it’s going to happen. Just try not to use the s-word until we’re in the clear.”

“Sorry, but this is big!” she went on, “This is, like, huge! I have to be honest with you, Jean, you’re scaring me.”

“Oh it’s not that huge a deal,” shrugged Jean, “It’s just one body part going into another.”

“See, that’s what’s scaring me. If anybody else had said that to you a month ago would you honestly have been able to stop yourself from going off?” said Kitty skeptically.

She had a point. A month ago Jean never would have even considered wearing a thong, but here she was planning her first time and she wasn’t making it out to be a big deal. Hanging around Emma really had affected her. Or maybe it was because she actually watched real sex and sensed what it was like. For whatever reason, her libido had been awakened.

“Things change,” said Jean more seriously, “I’ve had a chance to do some thinking. I’m 18-years-old and I’ve been putting off my sexuality for a long time. It just feels like the right time.”

“I can understand that, but doing it with Duncan?” said Kitty, still befuddled by this change in logic.

“I know,” she sighed, “Not exactly the love of my life. But it’s not always about love, Kitty. Sometimes you want to do it for the sake of doing it.”

Kitty still didn’t get it. Jean didn’t make a secret of her and Duncan’s lack of chemistry, yet she was going to sleep with him. Something big must have happened to have her want this.

“Whatever Jean,” said Kitty, “I know it’s your body and all, but I’d rather wait for the right person.”

“And there’s nothing wrong with that,” conceded Jean, “But I’d rather not wait. The sooner I get over the first time the sooner I can be ready for when that right person comes along.”

Kitty just shook her head. Jean put some logic to it, but it was still Duncan. He and Jean had a relationship that was rocky at best. Going this far with him seemed somewhat counterintuitive, especially since everybody knew Jean was still hung up on Scott. Then again if she wanted to go that far with him, who was she to judge?

She and Jean headed out the front entrance. Everybody was filing out and Scott was probably waiting for them already. But just as they walked out the front door, he was right there sitting on a banister with an urgent look on his face.

“Hey Scott,” greeted Jean, “What are you doing waiting here?”

“Please tell me it’s just a rumor,” he said without hesitation, “Please tell me Duncan was just blowing steam when he said you were going over to his place this weekend while his parents were out.”

Jean blushed profusely. Word sure traveled fast. And being the loudmouth he was, Scott probably overheard Duncan going on about it.

“Should I leave?” said Kitty.

“No Kitty,” assured Jean, “It’s not a big deal. But yes, he was telling the truth for once. We made plans to get together this Saturday.”

“Not a big deal?!” exclaimed Scott, “What did he do? Say he was cooking you a fancy dinner or something?”

“Actually, I pitched the idea,” she said with a coarse tone.

Scott’s eyes widened behind his glasses. He could see Duncan tempting Jean with a weekend visit just to get her alone, but her tempting him? That was unexpected.

“You…want to go to his house?” said Scott.

“Yes, he’s my boyfriend last I checked,” said Jean with an obvious tone.

“You’re not going to sleep with him, are you?”

“It’s a possibility, but I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” she said, fighting off another blush.

“Jean…”

“For crying out loud, Scott! Why are you making a big deal out of this?” she exclaimed, “It’s no different then what you and Emma do.”

Now it was Scott’s turn to blush. Unlike the others, Jean knew the intimate details of what he and Emma did behind closed doors. He could have made the point that it was different, but in most respects it wasn’t. Duncan was Jean’s boyfriend. She had every right to spend time with him and just as much right to sleep with him, even if it did make his stomach churn.

“You’re right,” he conceded, “Sorry for going off like that. It’s just…well, Duncan.”

“You know, I said the exact same thing,” laughed Kitty.

Jean rolled her eyes. None of her friends had a very high opinion of Duncan. Scott especially had a thorough distaste for him. She could hardly blame him for being turned off by the idea of her and Duncan having sex, but it was her decision. If Scott could have sex with Emma, why couldn’t she do so with Duncan?

“Enough already!” she groaned, “I get it. You think he’s a jerk. But it’s my decision. End of story. Can we leave it at that?”

Scott rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. He was never a fan of Jean and Duncan, but since he hooked up with Emma it was a lot harder to criticize them. He still had unresolved feelings for Jean and the thought of her being intimate with someone else just didn’t sit right. But it wasn’t like he could tell her that so he said the only thing he could.

“Fine,” he said grudgingly, “Let’s just go.”

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Things between Scott and Jean were quiet for the ride home and awkward for the rest of the afternoon. Everybody else was open to talking about Duncan. Jean didn’t give too many details, but he knew her well enough to see the signs. She was planning to go all the way with him. He was sure of it. And that didn’t sit well for a minute.

He retreated to Emma’s room where he started ranting. Emma was the only person he could talk about sexual issues openly for obvious reasons. She was the one who introduced him to sex. If anybody could clarify this stuff, it was her. He didn’t plan on dumping his frustrations on her, but Emma was a good sport about it and listened to his concerns from start to finish.

“I just don’t get it,” he said, pacing restlessly at the foot of her bed, “Duncan isn’t right for Jean. Even she’s admitted that. And now she wants to have sex with him?”

“I think you’re taking this a little too seriously, darling,” said Emma as she sat casually at he desk, “Jean’s a grown woman. She can sleep with whoever she wants.”

“I know that, but Duncan?” he exclaimed, “I would like to think she could do better.”

“Oh you sound like soap opera. It’s just sex, Scott. We’ve had it before. Sometimes it’s for love and sometimes it’s just for fun.”

“You’re not helping the nasty images in my head go away, Emma.”

“Will you stop imagining for one second and start thinking?”

Scott stopped his pacing and rubbed his temples. He tried to rationalize this, but he still couldn’t get over the mental images of Jean with Duncan. Emma rolled her eyes. For someone who got sex regularly, he was really going overboard.

“Look at it this way…” offered Emma, “It’s not like she’s doing it because she loves the guy. Sometimes people just want to get it out of their system.”

“But why Duncan of all people?” said Scott in exasperation, “Meaningless sex or not, I’m just worried he’ll hurt Jean.”

“You’re worried about a girl who put a hole in the infirmary?” said Emma coyly.

“I’m serious, Emma. Jean’s my friend. I worry when she does things that are extreme. Even if it’s harmless gossip to everybody else, I worry. And she’d do the same for me.”

Emma shook her head. All this ranting and she still didn’t understand. She sensed there was more to this than just Jean having sex with Duncan. Scott was getting up in arms about Jean’s personal life when he knew better than most people that Jean could take care of herself. There was nothing rational about his concerns other than personal distaste. But the more he paced, the more it seemed that there were other reasons as well.

“Tell me, Scott, why is it you’re so concerned about Jean?” she asked him, “I know you’re friends and all, but she’s got her life and you’ve got yours.”

“Jean’s not just my friend. She’s way more than that,” said Scott in a low tone.

“More in what way?” asked Emma.

Scott let out a sigh and sat down on the foot of her bed. Emma came over and joined him, showing that she was here to listen as well as fill growing curiosity.

“It goes back to when we first met,” he said distantly, “You see, when I first came to the mansion six years ago I was completely alone. I had nobody I could relate to. Sure, the Professor, Logan, and Ororo were nice, but they were adults and I was just a kid. That’s when Jean came in.”

A smile formed on his face as the memories came back to him. Those early years hadn’t been easy. That part of his life was very dark, being a blind orphan with no friends. But it all started getting better the day Jean came into his life.

“She was the first person who I really opened up to,” Scott went on, “I didn’t even know what she looked like those first few months, but I knew she was special. She understood what it was like to live with the constant fear of losing control. We grew up helping each other cope with that fear. She’s always been by my side and I’ve always been by hers. I honestly can’t imagine my life without her.”

Emma shifted upon hearing such impassioned words. It sounded to her like Scott shared a closer bond with Jean than he did with her. Now she understood why Jean got so worked up when she started pursuing Scott. She must have seen her as someone who could potentially come between them. Such fears weren’t completely unwarranted. She had become a significant part of Scott’s life, but what bothered her is that Jean still held greater significance.

A brief silence fell over them. Scott felt awkward now. He made it sound like his friendship with Jean took a greater precedence than his relationship with Emma. He didn’t intend for it to be that way. That’s just how it came out. He was still trying to put his feelings for Jean to rest, but it was still a work in progress.

“Sounds like you two are really close,” said Emma distantly.

“We are,” affirmed Scott, “But don’t start thinking you’re in competition with her because you’re not.”

“Am I, Scott?” she asked seriously, “I doubt you’re as open with me as you are with Jean.”

“That’s because I’ve known Jean for years. You and I have known each other for just over a month. You don’t just start sharing every little part of yourself with someone right off the bat. It takes time.”

“Would you rather I waited longer?” pondered Emma.

“And miss out on all the fun we’ve had? No way.”

Scott slipped his arm around her waist and kissed the side of her forehead. Emma smiled and returned the gesture with an embrace of her own. He couldn’t be as open with her as he could with Jean, but he still cared about her. She was the girl he was sharing himself with. They had their issues, but they were working their way through.

“Sorry to dump all this on you,” said Scott, “This whole Duncan thing has just got me really stressed out.”

“It’s okay, darling. Good girlfriend’s listen to their men and try to help them whenever they can.”

“I just don’t know how I’m going to make it through this week knowing Jean’s going to hook up with Duncan.”

“She’ll be alright,” assured Emma, “I don’t know Jean as well as you, but I know she’s a tough girl.”

“I hope your right. I just don’t think I’ll be able to get my mind off this whole thing until it’s over.”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to find ways of distracting you,” said Emma in a seductive tone.

“Oh?” he said, picking up on that sexy look in her eye, “And how do you plan on doing that?”

“Do you want to play dense? Or do you want to let me relieve your stress the Emma Frost way?”

“As if any guy could say no to the Emma Frost way,” grinned Scott.

Snaking her arms around his body and hooking her legs around his waist, Emma captured Scott’s lips in a sensual kiss. He followed her lead, moving towards the center of the bed where they made out and peeled off each others’ casual attire. Once they were naked, they slipped under the sheets of Emma’s bed and enjoyed the intimacy.

Scot laid flat on his back while Emma hovered over him with a seductive look in her eye. She smiled seductively as she skillfully ran her hands down his upper body while their tongues wrestled sensually. The tension began melting away. Scott moaned in contentment while enjoying the soft feel of Emma’s naked skin. He trailed his hands up her womanly curves before resting them on her butt. He couldn’t forget about the Jean/Duncan affair, but lying in bed with a naked woman helped ease his worries.

“Just lie back and let me ease your tension,” she purred softly.

Scott let out another moan as Emma trailed her lips down the core of his body. She went slowly, teasing his upper body and helping to wash away the stress. It was very relaxing and very arousing. By the time she reached his dick he was already pretty hard and ready for more teasing.

Parting her hair behind her ears, Emma licked and sucked Scott’s dick. He let out a sharp gasp and closed his eyes as warm sensations coursed throughout his body. Emma was especially thorough this time, swirling her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down his length at a nice steady rhythm to get him really hard.

Once he was nicely aroused she crawled back on top of him, dragging the sheet over her along the way and positioned herself over his cock. Scott’s hands rested firmly on her hips and guided her onto his ridged member. They both let out content moans, the hot feeling of his dick so deep inside her pussy filling them with warmth and pleasure.

“Mmm…that’s it,” moaned Emma, “Let all the stress melt away, darling.”

With his cock buried inside her, Emma started working her hips in a sexual rhythm. Scott moaned blissfully and captured her lips, squeezing her ass and guiding her along his hard length. Her naked skin grinded against his muscular upper body as she moved laterally along his body, plunging back onto his dick in hard, thorough motions. She started slow and gradually worked into a steady rhythm, listening to her lover moan in delight with every movement.

The hot tightness around his dick was intoxicating. Pleasure washed over his anxiety and he got more into it as they enjoyed this feeling. It wasn’t the hard, raunchy sex they so often had. This was slow and relaxing. It was just what Scott needed.

They rolled around under the sheets, kissing passionately as their naked bodies moved together in a sexual bliss. They moaned and gasped with the sensations, drawing it out to really make it good. Soon, their respective orgasms were close. Scott turned her over so he was on top, still grasping her hips as he worked his body up and down Emma’s hot flesh. She softly ran her hands over his back to further relax him. He let out a deep gasp as he climaxed inside her, his whole body arched before sinking into a gentle bliss. And being the polite lover he was, he slipped his fingers into her pussy and fondled her until she had an orgasm as well.

When all was said and done Scott rolled onto his side and let out a content sigh.

“Feel better?” she asked softly.

“A little,” he answered.

“Just a little?” she said, scooting in closer so he could feel her body against his.

“Okay, a lot,” he smiled, “Thanks Emma. I needed that.”

“Anytime darling,” Emma purred softly, “And if you ever need to relax like this again, you know where to find me.”

“I’ll remember that. And chances are I’ll need plenty more to get through this week.”

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Up next: Jean meets with Duncan and Shaw steps up his search.