Evolution

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, this chapter was extremely fun to write! As usual reviews are appreciated! Enjoy!

It was a Monday, exactly nine days after she and Logan had a little fun in the shower, and the two had agreed on no uncertain terms to begin a... relationship? A secret one? Truthfully, Jean wasn't sure what to call it. She didn't care. She was getting exactly what she wanted. In fact, Jean had decided Monday was going to be her favorite day of the week from now on, and for good reason.

All of the younger students had already left for Bayville High, and Professor X and Scott were gone meeting with the mayor of Bayville to discuss mutant school student policy.

The mansion was empty. Except for the two of them. And no one else had a clue.

When Charles had announced the mission the day before, Jean caught the unmistakable look Logan had thrown her way, eyes dark and smoldering, and though she remained outwardly composed, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Ever since the shower she'd been dreaming of meeting up with him again, but both of them knew they had to keep it quiet.

And now, finally, they had another chance.

"Follow me," Logan growled, a glint in his eye, pulling Jean by the hand.

"This is Kitty's room, Logan!" Jean said, laughing, following Logan through the door and shutting it behind them.

"She's got the only waterbed here," He said, hungrily kissing Jean's mouth and then moving to her neck, hands massaging over her breasts. "You said a bed, you didn't say which one," He pointed out, peeling off his shirt and tossing it aside.

"You better watch your claws, this could be a disaster," Jean moaned, running her hands through his hair as he sucked on her neck. "And- stop! don't leave hickeys Logan! I don't heal like you do! Everyone'll see it and wonder who the secret guy is!"

"What are you sayin' about the claws?" Logan breathed, ignoring her plea about leaving evidence and giving her a nip on the neck that made her gasp. "What, you think I don't have control?"

Jean pulled Wolverine away by his hair and kissed him full on, biting at his lip. He growled and threw her on to the bed. She gave him a naughty I-told-you-so look from where she lay undulating on the waterbed.

"No. I don't. Thanks for proving my point Logan. Are you sure it's safe here?

"Kitty's at school, ain't she? What'll she know?"

"Yeah, you better hope she doesn't come home sick, or she's gonna be in for the shock of her life."

Logan considered this for a moment and then shrugged. Pushing up Jean's skirt and dragging her panties down her legs, Jean lost the will to protest, along with the ability to speak at all.


* * *

Kitty bounced home from school and threw her backpack on her bed, phasing her hand into her closet and putting her jacket back on a hanger.

"Hey Kitty, do you want to come downstairs and play a game of ping-pong with us?" Kurt asked, sticking his head in the doorway.

"Uh, no thanks," Kitty said.

"Oh come on!" Kurt pleaded. "It's an all-powers game!"

Kitty laughed. "What am I supposed to do, like, phase the ball through the net? I can't Kurt, I'm busy setting up my website!"

Kurt made a huffing sound. "That website of yours is all you ever think about anymore, isn't it Kitty."

"Aw, poor Kurt, jealous of a computer?"

"Maybe..." Kurt said, his blue face grinning. "Anyway, if you change your mind I still don't have a partner!"

"Okay thanks! Can do!" Kitty said, powering up her iMac.

She'd just set up her new personal website, "Shadowcat Behind the Scenes" and every day she was posting a video blog. She'd had the webcam installed a week ago. So far she'd gotten an average of ten or twenty comments a day and she didn't want to admit it to Kurt, because she knew it sounded narcissistic, but she was really looking forward to checking the response to her last blog, "Diary of A Teenage Mutant."

She logged on, entered her password, and opened her browser, which was set to her own page.

She opened another browser and checked her email. When she saw that her inbox was full, her mouth dropped open and she squealed.

"Ah! I knew it! I knew the world out there was going to catch on!" Kitty said out loud, shaking her ponytail. "I'll be like the next reality TV star! I'll have drinks with the cast of the Hills! I can just imagine it now!"

Kitty eagerly opened the first comment.

"OMG THAT'S HOT ... POST MORE PLS!"

Kitty blushed. "Well, I've always known I was kinda cute," she said, clicking to the message. The next one said:

"Holy shit is that Wolverine????? Whose he with?? ? You should sell this you could make $$$$!"

This one was a little more puzzling, all misspellings aside. Wolverine? Sell it? She might have mentioned Professor Logan briefly in the blog, but she was pretty sure she hadn't shown any pictures of him. Kitty stared at the screen confused. Quickly, she opened more messages.

"Mutie sex! HAWT! More please!"

Kitty's breath began to quicken in panic as she read on.

"I can't believe that you would post this on your page! You should have a warning if you are going to put material like this out on the web so keep your mutant pornography to yourself the rest of us don't want your smut!!"

And another comment.

"GUYS. Listen: I know who that is! That's Jean Grey shes an xman now!! I used to have class with her at BVH I can't believe she's doing porn! Srsly I knew her at Bayville IRL! I can't believe she's doing adult films now! Whatever I guess people make there own choices."

And another.

"SHEs so fiiiiiiiiiiinnne dayum I'd do her!"

And another. Kitty's face was turning a ghostly white. Her hand shook as she opened more emails and revealed the comments inside.

"WHO ARE THESE PPL FUCKIN' ON HERE?? ISN'T THAT ONE GUY IN THE NEWS HES LIKE A MUTANT? MORE LIKE THIS PLEASE, HOT SITE!!"

As she took in the barrage of comments, Kitty's eyes practically bugged out of her head and she was completely at a loss for words. Obviously, these were not people commenting on her view of mutant life. These people were commenting on... something... else... something very different, from the sound of it.

Lightning fast Kitty opened the files that contained her webcam documents and vlogs.

Sure enough there had been nearly four hours worth of footage recorded earlier in the day; she must've accidentally left the camera on when she was getting ready for school this morning. With a shaking finger and a deep breath, she clicked play.

At first there was nothing, just a blank shot of her bed with a few clothes strewn around the room.

Kitty watched with relief. Maybe this had been some kind of weird mix up. Maybe...

...but then, Kitty paled as she saw the door to her room open on the webcam and two people stumbled in.

Two very familiar people.

Kitty recognized Jean and Wolverine right away. There was no doubt as to their intent at all. Wolverine was kissing Jean aggressively, and she was kissing back, pulling him onto her...pulling clothes off...

Kitty put her hands over her face and screamed. "Oh my god! Ohmygodohmygod! This cannot be happening!!"

She was so upset she accidently phased before she'd even realized she'd done it, and rematerialized with a thump right on top of the ping-pong game between Bobby and Kurt downstairs.

"Ahhh!" Kurt yelled in surprise as Kitty appeared with a crash on top of the net, and the table shook under her weight.

"You know Kitty," Nightcrawler said without missing a beat, "If you wanted to join us you could've just used the stairs like everyone else."

"What?" Kitty asked, dazed. Then she shook her head. "No, no! Guys! This is serious! Something terrible has happened! Something I can't even... I can't..." Kitty suddenly blushed bright red.

"What IS it?" Bobby asked. Scott had just stepped in the room and he ran over when he saw an obviously distressed Kitty lying on top of the ping-pong table.

"What's wrong!" He asked. "Is anyone hurt?"

"Well-no---" Kitty said hesitantly, her face bright red. "There's just a-uh-well, you see, there was like....um... a problem with my website?"

Three sets of eyes looked at her curiously when she gave this explanation.

"Oh my God just come upstairs guys! You can see for yourself, I-I - I don't wanna look! I'm still too young and innocent!" Kitty cried.

Kurt, Scott and Bobby all looked at each other with a mixture of curiosity and interest. Whatever this was, it sounded juicy. They raced up the stairs with Kitty in the lead. They raced into her room and then Kitty stopped abruptly.

"Uh... you guys... uh... you go ahead and press play." She said. "I'm just gonna stand over here. In the corner. Away from my bed. Okay?"

Bobby, Scott and Kurt all crowded around the computer, Kurt sliding into Kitty's chair. He clicked play. The three of them watched expectantly. On the screen was a very mundane view of Kitty's room. The trio waited.

"What's this a joke, Kitty?" Bobby complalined. "It's just a shot of your room! What, are we supposed to be shocked that you leave socks on the floor?"

"Just wait you guys!" Kitty said, hand still over her eyes.

About ten seconds later, the three of them gasped in unison.

"Oh.... My... God!" Bobby said, his voice squeaking at the end.

"Wow," Kurt said, "I can't believe it... Jean... Professor Logan...are they...?"

The three of them watched, mouths open, as the small window of the camera showed Wolverine unsheathing his claws and slicing down the length of Jean's thigh, carefully avoiding her skin. Seconds later, her clothing fell off in ribbons.

"Shit, that was kinda cool," Iceman said, and then quickly shut his mouth as he was met with a glare from Kitty and Kurt.

The images were crystal clear, but the sound came out muffled, grainy.

"God, it's so hot when you do that," Jean breathed, obviously not caring much about her ruined outfit as she lay back on the bed and unzipped Logan's jeans telekinetically. He grinned.

"No, no... I ... I can't believe it," said Scott, grabbing onto the back of the chair for support.

"I know it darlin'," Wolverine drawled, slipping a hand between Jean's legs and growling as she grabbed his cock with one hand, running it up and down the hard length. Jean had already used her TK to grab a condom, rip it open, and Logan caught it in midair.

"Woah Jeannie, slow down," Logan said, chuckling.

"Make me," Jean retorted, and Logan responded by flipping her over onto her stomach and pushing her legs apart with his knees.

"You want it like this?" He asked in an almost menacing voice. Jean arched her back and moaned for him.

"Yeah, you want it like this." Logan's growl crackled through Kitty's speakers.

Logan took Jean by the hips and suddenly pushed his cock deep inside her.

"Oh God!" Jean yelled.

"Aaack," Kurt said, making a kind of strangled sound.

Their expressions were completely slack-jawed as the images played before them.

Wolverine started fucking her at a steady pace, and the camera angle caught everything-Logan's cock moving in and out, Jean's long red hair loose, flung over her back, her big breasts swaying and bouncing with every stroke.

Bobby quickly clasped his hands in front of him and looked around uncomfortably as he tried to hide his hard-on. He saw Kurt shifting in the chair, obviously having the same problem, but he was surprised when he looked at Scott.

Scott looked like he was in utter despair.

Poor guy, Bobby thought. Somehow I don't think Jean's gonna go from that, he thought eyeing the screen, to this, he mused, glancing at Scott.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Jean's voice crackled through the speakers.

Kurt and Bobby watched, riveted, faces a mix of fascination and embarrassment.

"Turn it off!" Scott gasped.

Kurt and Bobby were completely silent, watching as the couple switched positions and started sixty-nineing. Jean was sitting on Logan's face, running her tongue down his cock, the two of them moaning the only sound crackling through the speakers.

"He's going again! Mein gott!" Kurt breathed, as he and Bobby were both carefully not making eye contact.

"Turn it off! Now! Shut it off!" Scott yelled.

"Guys you've seen it! It's super gross okay! Just turn it off!" Kitty said, stepping forward.

Bobby and Kurt didn't make a move, but Kitty did, rushing forward and quickly turning off the screen.

There was utter silence in the room.

The four of them looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"So um," Kitty said in a small voice, "What do I do?"

She was met with more silence. Kurt was the first one to reply.

"Well, I'm not going to be the one to tell Logan about this, that's all I can say! I want to live to see my eighteenth birthday!"

"Woah, amen to that!" Bobby said.

Scott said nothing. He was pale and shaking. "No! We have to tell someone! This is... this is wrong!"

"Why?" Bobby asked. "Jean's twenty. Logan's... well, nobody knows how old Logan is, but either way, hey...they both seem pretty happy with it."

"No! You're wrong!" Scott cried, and then he turned and ran out of the room.

"Yiiiikes," said Kitty.

"Uh, yeah, you could say that again," Kurt responded.

"So, like, the whole WORLD has seen this now?" Bobby asked.

"The magic of the internet," Kitty said, looking like she was about to be sick.

"I wonder how long until-"

LOGAN. JEAN. MEET ME IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM IMMEDIATELY.

Xavier's announcement boomed through all their heads.

"I guess that answers that question," Bobby whispered.

"What do we do now?" Kitty asked.

Nightcrawler had the answer. "Pray!"