Strange Happenings

Ella- I’ll think about a fic for Wolverine and Rogue. Most of my stories contain Charles with someone else, but I will think of some other pairings as well. If you have a specific story you want me to try writing I'd try that. I’d gladly take any suggestions you want to offer me. I know its not the same but I have a story with Rogue/Charles, and one with Wolverine/Charles if you want to check them out.

Chapter 2-Stirrings!

Charles shifted as he felt a heavy weight on his chest. He ignored the weight and tried to fall back asleep, but felt a tickling on his stomach. Grunting he waved at the offending object and tried to roll over, being unable to he opened his eyes to see Mystique planting light kisses over his stomach.

“About time!” She mumbled, noticing he was awake and began trailing kissed down to his hip.

“Hmm…this is a nice way to wake up!”

“You told me to wake you up!” She reminded him, nuzzling his growing erection. Charles moaned, brushing his fingers gently through her hair.

“That I did. Do you want to take this to the shower?” He suggested, she sat up and nodded, slipping out of the bed. Charles slid into his wheelchair, watching her stretch. He moved closer, wrapping his arms around her stomach and resting his head on her him. “You’re very beautiful Mystique!” He lay soft kisses on her thigh as she shivered.

“Y-you think I’m b-beautiful?” She stuttered as he sucked a mark on her side. She bit her lip, squirming against him.

“Extremely!” He pulled her backwards onto his lap, chuckling at her gasp of surprise. “I would carry you but…you know!!” He rolled them both into the adjoining bathroom. She slid off his lap and into the shower, watching with interest as he lifted himself from the chair and onto a seat in the shower using only his upper body strength.

“You’re stronger than you look.” She commented, he chuckled and closed the glass door, tugging her closer as he turned on the shower, getting it to the perfect temperature before turning the spray on them. “I have to be.” He stated planting kisses on her now wet stomach. She shivered, surprised at the tenderness, she closed her eyes tipping her head back and letting the water run down her face.

Mystique’s head jerked up and her eyes opened when she felt Charles washing her body with a washcloth. “You don’t have to…” He cut her off with a shake of his head.

“But I want to!” He looked up at her with such an adoring look it took her breath away. She nodded, unable to say anything, allowing him to continue. He washed her entire body, leaving not an inch untouched. When he was done he proceeded to wash her hair as well, massaging the shampoo into her scalp, soothing the normally stressed-out blue-skinned mutant. ‘I…could get used to this!’ she thought as he rinsed her hair out.

‘Me too!’ Charles kept his thoughts to himself, knowing she wouldn’t appreciate him listening to her secrets. He tugged her onto his lap, pressing her wet body against his own, cupping her face in his hands he leaned foreward, capturing her mouth with his own. She gasped, surprised at first but soon kissed back, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and slipping her tongue along his lips.

Charles’ hands tangled in Mystique’s hair as he opened his mouth, allowing her access. She ran her tongue around the inside of his mouth, tasting every inch before sucking on his tongue. He moaned as she scraped her fingernails down his back, sliding around his waist and down to wrap around his cock. Gasping for breath, he pulled back to brush his fingers across her cheek. He looked into her eyes with such a heated look, it sent a rush of arousal straight to her groin. “I want you!” He gasped breathlessly as he gripped her hips and sat her slowly on his cock.

“Oh god!” She whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist, gripping his shoulders for leverage as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She gasped, arching her back, pushing her breast farther into his mouth as she quickly rode him.

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Rogue hung up the phone, frowning slightly. ‘Who’s Moira?’ She thought curiously, ‘Hmm, Ah wonder why she’s comin’ here? Well, better give the Professor the message.’ Humming a tune, she headed down the hall to Xavier’s room.

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Mystique groaned loudly as she came, pushing Charles over the edge as well. She slumped against him, breathing heavily against his shoulder as the water ran over them. The telepath wrapped his arms tightly around her back, nuzzling her shoulder as he caught his breath. “Are you alright?” He asked softly. She mumbled something incoherently and he smiled, turning off the water and opening the shower, “Are you listening?” he said in a teasing voice.

“Yes!” She responded, pulling back to look at his face. “Sorry! Shower sex always makes me sleepy!”

“Mmhmm!” Charles murmured, kissing up her neck and along her jaw to nibble at her lip. “We should head back to the room now.” The two of them slid out of the shower talking about random things as they dried off.

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Rogue knocked on the Professor’s door and surprisingly, she didn’t receive an answer. She hesitated slightly before opening the door slowly, poking her head around it. “Professor?” She asked softly as she stepped inside, looking around the empty room, eyes widening in shock. ‘Are those women’s clothing?” She asked herself, closing the door and moving next to the bed to examine the pile of clothes. “Wait a minute! Those are…!!” She started, jumping as she heard the knob to the bathroom turn slowly.


tbc

Muahaha!!! I love evil cliffys!! Don’t worry I’ll get the next chapter up soon. What do you think?? Please review! I live for them!!