Multiple Personalities

Multiple Personalities (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Foxy is really the BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™… *glomps * Readers/Reviewers: I swear I’m going to pinch someone Here’s more, because I was poked and prodded into it… ;) Viva la smut….

Jamie had never been so tired in his life. His entire body ached and he felt like he could take a twenty four hour nap and still not be rested. He sank onto his bed with a weary sigh and closed his eyes. It was barely past seven in the evening but he did not care. He needed to rest. He never thought it was possible to get tired of all the attention from the girls but he just could not stand the thought of one more go ‘round with the group. It had been hard hiding from Scott and Kurt, who seemed to always turn up when he was alone. Just that afternoon, he had the distinct feeling that he was the prey and they were like sharks, moving in for the kill when they found him alone in the library. He made a mental note to thank Kitty profusely for showing up when she did, distracting the other teenagers long enough for him to get away before they could corner him. Now he lay on the cool sheets of his bed, his body relaxing and aching into the mattress. _Just an hour and I’ll be happy… _

He opened his eyes to darkness. The sun had long set, casting the sky in a deep purple hue as night truly fell. He was warm, he found, a thick blanket pulled up over him that he did not remember doing himself. He blinked and yawned and in the space of a few seconds he realized that he was not alone. A shadow detached itself from the dark corner and moved to his bedside. “What are you doing here?” he hissed, his eyes going wide.
Jubilee smiled and knelt on the side of the bed. “Thanking you,” she replied sweetly, tugging the blanket down “I haven’t had the chance to get you alone in weeks…” She bent low and kisses his lips quickly, moving down the bed as she did so. “All the other girls just won’t leave you alone long enough for me to get close…”
Jamie was struck silent for a long moment as his sleepy brain tried to process what was going on. Jubilee’s hands moved down his chest, her nails raking lightly along his torso, his t-shirt offering some amount of protection from red marks. She skimmed her hands over his hips, her fingers spread as they came together over the slowly growing evidence of his interest, rubbing slightly as she straddled his thighs. “Jubilee,” he finally managed thickly, “we shouldn’t…”
“Why not?” she demanded petulantly, hooking her fingers under the waistband of his pajama bottoms and tugging slightly. “It’s okay when there’s four or five other people and a bunch of your dupes running around but not just you and me?” She raised a brow at Jamie’s suddenly embarrassed expression. “That’s it, huh? When it’s all of us, it’s fun and a game… when it’s just one of us, you’re nervous…” She made a sudden movement, pulling his pants down over his hips and revealing his semi-tumescent state. “Or not,” she laughed, leaning forward to kiss him softly on the lips.
Jamie sighed into the kiss, closing his eyes, relishing the feel of Jubilee’s sweetly scented flesh against him, the strawberry flavor of her lips and tongue, the wet softness of the kiss… He felt a slow melting overtake his limbs and his hands came up to rest on Jubilee’s sides unbidden. She broke the kiss and bit her lower lip in a way that made him groan when he opened his eyes to see why she had stopped. “Jubilee,” he began, but only halfheartedly. He did not want to stop now. Part of him pointed out that this was not being fair to the other girls but the rest of him did not care. He exhaled slowly as she slid down his body, the firm mounds of her breasts pushing against his stomach then his thighs as she trailed her tongue down his flesh. He arched slightly as her fingers skimmed down his sides and hips, not touching the source of his need but sending the burning desire through his veins, seemingly trying to consume him with her touch alone. “Jubilee,” he said in a decidedly different tone, “please…”
“Well, since you said please,” she murmured, grinning. Then lowered her lips to his length, barely touching the turgid arousal in her hands.
Her touch was so feather light that Jamie was sure he imagined it until she did it again, this time darting her tongue out to flit over his arousal. He moaned softly at the sight of her pink tongue against his hard length, his sounds of pleasure growing more pronounced as she swirled her tongue over the seeping head of his sex, her lips parting and taking him in slowly. He fell back against his pillows, grasping the sheets beneath him tightly, biting his lip to keep quiet. The hot, wet softness of her mouth was a pointed reminder of other parts of her body, the ministrations of her lips and tongue on his shaft sending trills of excited pleasure through his body, straight up his spine to his back brain. He heard himself groan again and knew it was loud. She pinched his hip to remind him of their precarious situation and he nodded, knowing she could not see him but needing to respond. He arched his hips, urging her to take more. Jubilee murmured something incoherent and slowly took him in all the way to the base of his length and paused. Jamie whimpered and bit his lip hard enough to send a jolt of pain cutting through the pleasure but it did nothing to diminish his enjoyment. When she began moving again, he gasped and knew it would not be much longer. Her nails trailing randomly over his sides and hips made it impossible to stay still and her breasts against his inner thighs seemed to be the breaking point, severing the last tiny shred of control he had. He gasped her name, a broken and desperate sound, and peaked, his climax spilling into her mouth. He could feel it around him, her tongue against him as she swallowed the hot rush of pleasure that had come from his body. Jamie panted, trying to regain some measure of control over his breath, and almost whimpered again as she pulled away with one last, long lick for his softening length. “Jubes,” he breathed, closing his eyes tightly, “that was…”
“Shhhh,” she smiled, slipping off the bed and pulling the blanket up over him. “See you tomorrow.” Jamie nodded and sighed, knowing there was no way he would get back to sleep any time soon. Jubilee eased herself into the hall quietly and smiled to herself, the taste of Jamie still in her mouth, not unpleasant but not usual. She had made it almost all the way back to her room when a figure stepped out of the shadows. “Shit!” She clutched at her chest, glaring. “Damn it, Kurt! Make some noise, why don’t you?”
“Were you just in Jamie’s room?” he demanded without preamble, his eyes narrowed and tail lashing slowly.
“Yeah,” she snapped. “I was asking him about some assignments for biology. Why?” She folded her arms across her chest defensively. When Kurt did not answer, she sighed. “You’re between me and my bed. Move it before I shove sparklies in your ears.”
Kurt stepped to one side, his eyes fixed on the door down the hall. _I don’t know what Jamie’s doing, but I’m going to find out… _