Laying To Rest

Laying To Rest
Chapter 4: Jean and Warren

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A few days passed since Scott and Jean’s first romp with Logan and Ororo. All in all, it had been a mind-opening experience. They shared all the juicy details with each other that night, going over what they talked about and how they worked things out. The effects were generally positive and they were optimistic this would help them move forward. Some of their discussions got a little sensual and they were tempted to put it to good use, but they had other people they needed to save their energy for.

As the big day drew near, the setup out back was well under construction. They still hadn’t gotten all the chairs set up and there was still work to be done on the overall layout. But it was actually taking shape. And with each day the wedding drew near, excitement rose.

One person who was excited about the wedding but not about the romance was Warren Worthington III. He had been really genuinely supportive of Scott and Jean. He had known them since the early days of the X-men. Even though Jean was an ex-girlfriend of his, he knew Scott was the one for her. But Jean wasn’t the woman he had problems with. It was his on-again off-again relationship with Betsy Braddock.

They made no secret of their attraction. Anybody who saw them together knew they had chemistry. They went out on a few dates, kissed, and had a few passionate nights here and there. But neither one of them was willing to make a move. Warren wasn’t sure what she wanted and she wouldn’t sit down and talk seriously about their relationship. It was getting to be frustrating. And lately, work for the wedding gave them many excuses to be distracted.

It was high noon on a clear sunny day as Warren returned from a late morning flight. He was restless after a long week of stress, but as long as he avoided Betsy he could get through it. He swooped down onto the roof, landing near the entrance to the attic where he often slipped through to go on his flights. He was about to head back inside when a presence on the other side emerged without warning.

“Hey, go on another flight?”

“Jean!” gasped Warren, “You scared me. What are you doing up here?”

“Waiting for you,” she said curtly, “You got a minute?”

“Yeah sure,” he said, calming down from the shock, “Is something wrong? Most people don’t hang out on rooftops to pass the time.”

“Well most people don’t read thoughts or have wings, so we’re even,” quipped Jean.

Warren laughed at her comment, glad to see the stress of her upcoming wedding hadn’t affected the personality he had come to enjoy so much. Jean then sat down on a flat portion of the roof just above the attic and patted the area next to her.

“Sit down. Take a load off,” she told him, “We haven’t talked in a while.”

“I know,” said Warren, taking a seat next to her, “We haven’t had time.”

“That’s not an excuse for two people who’ve known each other for as long as we have…especially considering we used to date.”

“Yeah…I guess you’re right,” sighed Warren.

A brief silence came over the two long-time teammates. It really had been a while since their last heart to heart. They had broken off into their own worlds. Jean spent much of her time with Scott while Warren went off doing his own thing, occasionally spending time with Betsy. Jean knew the story about them just like the rest of the mansion, but she never really talked to Warren about it.

“So how are things with Betsy?” she asked him, “I heard you two went out.”

“That’s old news, I’m afraid,” muttered Warren, “We’ve sort of been keeping our distance lately.”

“Sorry to hear that,” said Jean, “Want to talk about it?”

“You don’t want to hear about it.”

“Try me,” quipped Jean.

“Trust me…you don’t.”

Warren rested his arms on his knees and stared off into the distance. Jean rolled her eyes and sighed. He was still the same Warren she knew from her teen years. That arrogance that he carried with him hadn’t waned a bit.

“Do you like her?” asked Jean, sounding concerned.

“Do I like her?” said Warren, turning back towards Jean with a slightly annoyed look, “Why so curious all of the sudden?”

“I’m just asking,” said Jean strongly, “Don’t get up and arms about it, jeez!”

Now Warren felt bad. It was Jean’s trademark move. She could guilt anybody into telling the truth. He didn’t want to talk about it. He didn’t even want to think about it. But because of that look Jean gave him, he just couldn’t let it go.

“Fine…If you really want to know, I do like her,” he said in a low tone, “I like her a lot.”

“A lot as in…more than just like?” inquired Jean.

“More like…I don’t know,” said Warren in a somewhat morose voice, “Things have been complicated between us lately. It’s not just attraction anymore. It’s not just some flirting game. I’m not sure how serious we are. All I know is it isn’t getting any easier.”

Jean sensed some obvious pain in his words. This was more serious than she expected. Warren had long been a playboy. He never got this down about a woman. It must have been different with Betsy. His feelings for her were not so clear cut. Sensing his distress, she scooted in closer and took his hand in hers.

“She means a lot to you, doesn’t she?” said Jean in a caring tone.

“She does,” sighed Warren, “That I’ll admit.”

“Does she know that?” asked Jean.

“No…I’d rather not complicate things any more. It’s easier this way.”

When Jean heard that she rolled her eyes and shook her head in exasperation. She scorned her friend, who just couldn’t seem to grow up. She was tempted to slap him, but she held herself back and just stared at him sharply.

“Spoken like a true ex,” said Jean, folding her arms in a show of frustration.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” said Warren, confused by her mood shift.

“Warren…do you remember why things between us never worked out?” she inquired.

“Uh…because you were madly in love with Scott?”

“Besides that,” said Jean seriously, “It’s because you’re did exactly what you’re doing right now. You’re acting like a stubborn, arrogant jerk. You’re so insecure about actually feeling something for someone that you shut them out and expect everything to be all hunky dory.”

“Hey, whose side are you on?” scorned Warren, “Betsy’s a pretty stubborn woman, you know?”

“You’re both stubborn,” said Jean in an exasperated voice, “The point I’m trying to make is that you’re not only ignoring how you feel, but you’re ignoring how Betsy feels as well. You think that’s easy on her?”

Warren rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a twinge of guilt under Jean’s words. They were harsh, but true. He didn’t consider how she felt. He was just making decisions on his own and expecting everything to be okay. He was beginning to see how he and Jean fell apart because of that.

“Warren…I sorry if I’m being harsh,” said Jean in a more compassionate tone.

“Don’t be,” muttered Warren, “I deserve it. I hurt you, didn’t I?”

Jean cast her friend a reassuring smile, slipping an arm around his waist and pulling him into a friendly hug.

“It’s not too late you know?” she said, “If you just sit down with Betsy and be honest with her I’m sure she’ll listen.”

“I wish it were that easy,” sighed Warren, “In all honesty, I wouldn’t even know where to begin. For all I know she hates my guts.”

“No she doesn’t,” said Jean, rolling her eyes, “You and I went through the same ordeal and I don’t hate you.”

“Would we have had more of a chance if I came to earlier?” said Warren, turning to face his friend with greater intent.

“I don’t know,” said Jean, “But it would have been easier, that’s for sure. Even though I was always hung up on Scott, I was attracted to you. And sometimes I still wonder if we could have had something more meaningful.”

“Yeah…me too,” said Warren with a smile, “I liked you too Jean. I liked you a lot. Guess part of what tore us apart still lingers. At least it worked out for you. You found Scott.”

“True, but that doesn’t mean you should stay hung up on it.”

“Like you said…I’m really stubborn.”

Jean gave her friend a playful swat and hugged him closer. At least he wasn’t afraid to admit it anymore. That was a big step in Jean’s eyes. This man was part of her romantic past. Even though they didn’t get too serious, he showed her a lot when it came to relationships and emotions. Some of those emotions lingered and it was about time they worked them out, but it seemed as though Warren needed it more than her.

Jean took a deep breath, preparing to make her move. She wasn’t as nervous as she was when she did this with Logan. But it was still nerve racking to say the least. And hopefully Warren would hear her out.

“Warren…” she began, “I don’t want to see you like this. You deserve happiness like anybody else. And I want to help.”

“And how do you plan on doing that?” said Warren, sounding very skeptical.

Rather than work around his stubbornness, Jean let her actions do the talking. And before Warren had a chance to complain, he felt the soft lips of Jean Grey press against his in a sudden overwhelming kiss. When they parted Warren’s eyes were wide with shock. Jean tried hard not to laugh, but maintained a serious smile as she slipped her legs around his waist and pulled him close to her body.

“Jean? What the…” he began, but Jean cut him off.

“Easy Angel,” she grinned, “I’m just showing you how I wanted you to express yourself back when we were an item. We had sex, but we never made it matter. And before my wedding, I want just one chance to make something meaningful of the time we had together.”

Warren was shocked. He thought he knew Jean top to bottom. He never thought she’d go for something like this. They did have sex in the past, but she was about to get married. And now she wanted a chance to do it again with him? Needless to say, Warren was in shock.

“I…uh,” he stammered, “Are you sure? What about Scott?”

“He knows what I’m doing,” assured Jean, “And he’s doing the same. In fact, this isn’t the first time. Just ask Logan and Ororo.”

Warren’s eyes widened again. That had come out of nowhere. But instead of stammering through any more questions, he smiled and slipped his arms around Jean’s waist. It may have been surprising, but he was kind of turned on by the idea.

“Wow…I never knew you and Scott were so out there,” said Warren in a manly tone, “I always thought you two were into sexual restraint.”

“Oh we know how to get down and dirty,” grinned Jean in a sultry tone, “Want me to show you?”

“I’d say you’d have to do some pretty hard convincing.”

“Just watch me!”

Jean let herself go once more. She pulled Warren into another kiss, this time with more vigor. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, showing off her make-out skills while sensually running her hands around the strong muscle tone of his upper body. Warren didn’t remember her being this enthusiastic when they were together, but he wasn’t complaining and returned the favor by kissing back and feeling her up.

They scooted back away from the ledge onto the flat area of the roof. Once there, Jean went to work on Warren’s shirt. He was in one of his white button-up shirts with holes in the back for his wings. While she was doing this, Warren slipped her shirt off over her head to reveal her black lace bra. Once that was off, Jean had finished the final button and helped Warren get out of his shirt. She then tackled him onto the roof, pinning him flat on his back while aggressively kissing down his well-built upper body.

“Mmm…hello handsome,” grinned Jean.

Warren grinned at her passionate actions. While she kissed down his chest, he reached around her back and undid the clasp to her bra. Once he got that off he tossed it aside and took in the sight of Jean’s voluptuous breasts. They were bigger than he remembered. Even after their teen years she had done some growing up.

“You’ve grown,” he said in a husky tone.

“You’ve noticed,” grinned Jean, “Care to touch them?”

“Don’t mind if I do!”

Jean leaned over the winged mutant and let him grasp and kiss her breasts. She let out soft moans of content as Warren took the fleshy orbs in his hands and trailed his lips around her cleavage. She gasped he pinched her nipples, sending shivers of delight through her body. She was starting to get wet and if the bulge in Warren’s pants was any indication, he was feeling it too.

“Mmm…I don’t remember you giving my breasts this kind of treatment,” purred Jean.

“Oh I’m just getting warmed up!” grinned Warren.

The winged man let out a manly growl and shot up from his sitting position. Jean held onto his neck, laughing playfully as she sensed him taking charge. Soon she was the one on her back and Warren was now hovering over her topless body, kissing down her womanly figure.

“Let’s get you out of these uncomfortable clothes,” said Warren in a manly tone.

“By all means, angel boy,” said Jean, getting into the spirit.

Warren trailed his lips down her stomach and over her navel, savoring the sweet taste of her skin along the way. Jean moaned softly and lifted her hips, communicating her desire. He made quick work of her pants, sliding them down her sexy legs underwear and all. Once they were off, she was completely nude in the warm afternoon sun. She was such a sight to behold. Her naked skin glowed nicely in the cloudless sun. He also noticed how wet her pussy was. She really did want it bad.

“You’re wet,” he grinned, hovering over her and trailing his fingers along her slit.

“Mmm…and you’re hard,” said Jean, eyeing the bulge in his pants, “I think you’re a little overdressed.”

“I think so too,” said Warren, “Want me to take them off?”

“No…allow me.”

Jean got up from her lying position and met Warren in another sultry kiss. While their lips tangoed, she started undoing his pants. She struggled to work around the bulge, but Warren helped her and leaned back while she removed his pants. She got them off, taking his shoes and socks with her so he was completely naked. His erect dick stood ridged and ready for her. She smiled at how aroused he was and crawled over towards him like a kinky sex kitten. She leaned forward and kissed him again while firmly stroking his cock with her hand.

Jean and Warren were flushed with arousal. It had been a while since Warren’s last time with Betsy and Jean was running on all the pent up feelings that lingered from her and Warren’s dating days. They never really had sex in a passionate, meaningful way and it was time to make up for it.

“Ready Angel?” purred Jean, sensually rubbing down his manly chest.

“I’m ready this time, Jean,” said Warren, brimming with confidence, “I know I’m overdue.”

“Oh well…” she said with a playful grin, “As the old saying goes, better late than never.”

The two long-time friends laughed and kissed again. Jean slipped rose up slightly and hooked her legs around Warren’s waist. Warren then grasped her butt and guided her onto his lap where his hard dick awaited her. Jean held onto his shoulders, closing her eyes and awaiting the feeling. He was poised to fill her with his cock. Once they were at the perfect angle, Jean held on tight and plunged down onto his dick.

“Ohhhhhhh yes!” moaned Jean, “That’s what I want!”

“Oh fuck it’s so tight!” grunted Warren.

Jean’s pussy stretched to accommodate Warren’s hard member. She was so wet and tight. The feeling was pure ecstasy to the winged man. He had been in her before, but it was never this hot. Jean loved it too, arching her body and moaning at the feeling of firm penetration. His cock was so deep inside her. Being on the roof under the afternoon sun added a little spice to it as well.

“Please Warren…do me,” begged Jean.

Warren let out a manly grunt and pressed his lips against hers. With his grip firmly on her ass, he began working her along his ridged member. Then he started thrusting up into her, pushing his cock deep inside her and using his powerful strength to establish a rhythm. Their lips swirled as their bodies moved to the fervent pace of sex. Jean got into it as much as Warren, working her hips against his and guiding his cock to all her sensitive areas.

“Uh-uh-uh-you like that, Jean? Uh-is this how you like it?” grunted Warren with a tight hold on her butt.

“Yes! Yes! Oh yes!” cried Jean, “Oh it feels so good!”

His dick thrashed about inside her pussy, sending waves of pleasure through their hot bodies. Jean bounced up and down Warren’s length at a strong pace. Her nails dug into his shoulders and he buried his face in her breasts. The sensations were intense. Jean worked her body with a lot more energy than Warren remembered. Scott must have given her a taste for the good stuff and the winged mutant couldn’t be happier. She worked his cock in her pussy so well he couldn’t hold back his climax.

“Uh-uh-soon Jean! I’m gonna cum soon!” moaned Warren, panting harder as he thrust up into her.

“Uh-uh-uh-then do it, Warren! Let it all out!” moaned Jean, panted hard as she plunged down onto his cock.

Warren grunted harder as the pressure within him built. It had been a while for him and he needed to let go. Like Jean, he had his own problem with pent up feelings. And with a few more hard motions, he grasped Jean’s ass hard and slammed her down onto his cock to send him over the edge.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah!” he moaned, his cock erupting in a burst of cum deep inside Jean’s vagina.

Jean let out a moan as well upon feeling his hot liquid inside her pussy. It didn’t get her to cum, but she could sense Warren needed this a little more than she did. He really seemed to be enjoying himself. Having sex on the roof of the institute on a warm cloudless day was a great way to let out pent up feelings.

“Oh God…” moaned Warren, lifting Jean off his cock, “That was amazing, Jean. You’ve learned a few things since out last time.”

“You can thank Scott for that,” she said with a sultry grin, “And who’s to say we’re done?”

“I might need a minute Jean,” said Warren, still catching his breath.

“Oh I can fix that.”

Jean kissed him again and trailed her lips down the core of his body. Warren sensed where she was going with this, but didn’t resist. Leaning back on his arms, he let out deep grunts as Jean reached his softening member. She flashed him one of those sexy smiles while taking his dick in her hand and giving it a few firm strokes. It was still a little sensitive after his last climax, but she was gentle and thorough. Warren surmised she had done this many times before with Scott.

“Oh yeah…” he moaned in contentment.

“Easy rich boy,” grinned Jean, “Just lay back and enjoy it.”

His face contorted to the sensations of pleasure as Jean licked and teased his member. She let out sensual purrs as she stroked the base while licking the tip. He was already starting to stiffen up again and Jean kept at it. Parting her long red hair behind her ear, she kissed along the underside of his shaft and then took his whole member into her mouth. The hot feeling made Warren moan in delight. Jean never did this when they were together and she definitely had a talent for it.

“Oh-oh-oh fuck that’s good, Jean!” he moaned, “Just like that! Oh yeah!”

Jean purred as she bobbed her head up and down his dick. She went slow at first while he got hard again. Once he his member was nice and ridged, she stepped up the pace. Jean was still wet with arousal and her burning sexual energy fueled her sucking. She listened to his deep grunts while licking along his hard shaft. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to get her climax as well.

“Mmm…now it’s my turn!” she said with a sultry grin.

Jean crawled back atop her winged friend, pinning him flat on his back while she straddle his pelvis. Warren admired her naked figure in the warm afternoon sun and held onto her hips while she guided his cock back into her pussy. She was still slick from the last round and with a swift plunge, his member filled her insides once more.

“Oh-oh-oh yes! Oh yes!” moaned Jean as she started riding him, “So hot! So good! Oh I want it so bad!”

“Oh fuck!” grunted Warren as they got back into a rhythm.

This time Jean guided the rhythm, gyrating her hips and working her body up and down his cock. Her hands fervently roamed Warren’s manly upper body. His hard muscles added to the hot, sexual feeling that filled her with pleasure. The heat from the sun caused their bodies to break out into profuse sweating. Occasional winds blew by, making Jean’s long red hair flutter in the heat of the moment. Warren admired her enchanting beauty, watching as she danced atop him swaying and moving her body to the intense feeling.

Jean leaned over and kissed him on the lips as she pushed herself closer to orgasm. Her panting turned to high pitched moans as she stepped up the pace, riding him harder and working his cock in her tight depths. She could feel her climax coming strong. Her body movement intensified as she rose up and slammed her hips down hard onto his cock. Her breasts bounced with each motion and as her climax neared she started fondling them. She was so close, her body poised to erupt in pleasure.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh-oh I’m cumming soon! I’m cumming soon! Oh it feel so good!” cried Jean, grasping her breasts harder as she gyrated her hips with more intensity.

“Uh-uh-oh Jean! Oh yeah! Show me what a hot girl you are!” grunted Warren, grinning at the sight of Jean dancing atop him in such an erotic manner.

Jean was going at it with great intensity. Warren helped her with firm upward thrusts of his own. Her gasps were sharp as the pace of her riding slowed. And with a few more thorough motions, the beautiful redhead arched her body and let out a cry of orgasmic delight.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!”

It was definitely worth the wait. Jean’s pussy throbbed around Warren’s cock, sending waves of pleasure up through her body. The warm heat of the sun and the cool breezes added to the feeling. A look of raw ecstasy dominated her face as she savored the bliss. Warren smiled at her satisfaction and got up to kiss her. When the rush subsided, they sat together on the roof covered in sweat and still flushed with sexual energy.

“That hot enough for you?” said Jean, panting hard from her orgasm.

“I don’t know if it could’ve been any hotter,” grinned Warren, “I never knew you could be so sexy.”

“It’s just part of the benefits of being honest with people,” grinned Jean, “Sometimes you find more than you think.”

Warren couldn’t help but smile. It was good advice and could also count as talking dirty. He never let himself go all out like this. Being a well-mannered rich man often got in the way of that. But Jean proved he had it in him and he wasn’t afraid to explore it. Jean and Warren came together in another round of lip wrestling as they made out on the rooftop under the sun. They still had some sexual energy to expend and they didn’t holding back in letting it out.

Under the warm sun, they explored their sexual limits on the roof. After making out and building a new round of arousal, Warren pinned Jean on her back again and plowed into her pussy with his hard dick while holding her legs up in each hand. He built a fervent pace and then hitched her legs over his shoulder and leaned over her so he could plow into her harder. Jean also had a little fun with Warren’s wings by holding onto his neck, hitching her legs around his waist, and rocking her body against his while he ran his feathery appendages over her naked skin in a tantalizing display of delight. They went at it like this for a while until he flipped Jean over so she was on her hands and knees while he slammed his cock into her tight cunt while she rocked her body against his.

It was fun, exhilarating, and full of pleasure. Their naked bodies were dripping with sweat under the sun. It made their skin rub together in a smooth, sensual manner. Jean and Warren moaned to every mind numbing sensation, drawing it out and enjoying the feeling. They went at it until they felt their final climax drawing near. Jean was on her knees, facing away while Warren was thrusting his penis into her vagina from behind while rubbing her breasts. And for this last peak, they sought to share it.

“UH-UH-UH-JEAN! JEAN, I’M CUMMING SOON! I’M CUMMING!” grunted Warren.

“UH-UH-ME-UH-TOO! OH CUM WITH ME! CUM WITH ME!” cried Jean, bucking her hips harder as her peak drew near.

Their skin clashed and their bodies rocked. Warren hungrily kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts while Jean fondled her clit as his dick plowed into her. They did it harder and faster, coordinating their bodies for the final push. And with a few fervent motions, they were sent over the edge.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JEAN!” moaned Warren, thrusting his cock into her as far as it would go.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ANGEL!” cried Jean, arching her body as mind numbing bliss consumed her being.

Warren’s cock exploded in another burst of cum while Jean’s pussy clamped down on his dick, squeezing him for every last drop. Hot pleasure filled their bodies and moans of delight echoed through the midday air. It was the perfect way to end a long overdue romp. They didn’t get a chance to experience this when they were together, but they definitely made up for it with this special moment.

“Whew, that was great!” moaned Jean as they parted to catch their breath.

“I’ll say,” said Warren with a content sigh, “Keep that up with Scott and you two will grow to a ripe old age together.”

“And you can bet we’ll still be doing it then,” grinned Jean.

Jean and Warren shared a good laugh. Warren lay back on the roof while Jean stretched her limbs. They were hot, sweaty, and tired from such exertion. It was a hell of a way to lay their relationship to rest, but they weren’t complaining.

“So are you going to talk to Betsy?” said Jean as she started gathering her clothes.

Warren’s expression grew more serious and he let out a deep sigh.

“I guess I can’t run from her forever,” he said, “I’ll try and sit down with her before your wedding. Hopefully she’ll listen.”

“Just be honest and compassionate with her and you’ll do fine,” said Jean warmly.

Warren smiled at her advice. When it came to ex-girlfriends, Jean was in a league of her own. Jean was about to get dressed, but before she started she leaned over and gave Warren a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, Warren,” said Jean with a warm smile, “I know things didn’t work out between us, but I’m glad we had the time we did.”

“Me too, Jean,” said Warren, returning the gesture, “I wish you and Scott the best of luck. I know you two will make each other very happy.”

Jean and Warren had shared some special moments together in the short time they were together. But in that time they had grown a great deal. Now Jean was getting married and Warren felt ready to confront Betsy. The last vestige of their feelings had been laid to rest. Now there were no more doubts. Jean had confronted Logan and Warren, the two most significant romances in her life besides Scott, and it felt good to work this out. And once Scott did what he had to do, the path to the altar would be clear.

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Up next: Scott and Betsy.

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