Laying To Rest

Laying To Rest
Chapter 5: Scott and Betsy

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Betsy was in the lower levels of the institute blowing off some steam. Dressed in her provocative ninja uniform, she pounded away at a large punching bag with intensity and focus. The rest of the team was topside. All Danger Room session had been suspended due to the wedding. It made the lower levels very quiet and a nice place to get away from the crowds. And for Betsy, that’s just what she needed.

The purple haired Brit was never one for weddings. The whole setup of two people declaring their undying love was just pathetic to her. Or maybe it just seemed that way because she was having issues in her personal life at the moment. She thought she might actually have something with Warren after constant flirting and even a few passionate nights. But leave it to men to cut themselves off the second chemistry seemed to be growing. It frustrated Betsy to no end and fueled her raging assault on the punching bag.

“Hya! Rah! Hahsah!” she grunted, pulling off a three punch combo with a roundhouse.

In addition to Warren, it didn’t help that the wedding involved someone she had a thing for. It may not have been serious, but she was attracted to Scott Summers for a while. Even though he was with Jean, they stole their share of glances from each other and she couldn’t deny having felt something for him. Of course, he eventually pushed her away to go with Jean. But that didn’t do a way with what she felt for him. It just left her with unresolved feelings for one man and ongoing issues with another. Overall, it was a very frustrating time for Betsy Braddock.

“Hya! Hrah! Errrraahhhh!” she grunted, punching the bag harder.

She was really in the zone. All her pent up frustration was coming out in a fury of punches and kicks. But just as she was tuning out the rest of the world, a voice from the entrance shook her from her state.

“So this is where you’ve been hiding, Psylocke,” said Scott.

Betsy turned to see Scott Summers standing there in his uniform with a concerned look, but she just wrote him off and started punching the bag again.

“Nice job, luv. You just broke my concentration,” she said, getting back to her workout.

“Sorry, but you had me worried,” said Scott as he approached her, “Are you okay?”

“Of course!” grunted Betsy, hitting the bag hard, “Never better!”

“Somehow I’m skeptical,” said Scott.

“So shrug it off for all I care! Just leave me alone!” grunted the young psychic.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, Betsy.”

“And why the hell not?” she spat, hitting the bag even harder.

“Because I don’t like to leave friends when they’re obviously struggling,” he told her, “Plus, I was hoping we could talk.”

Betsy ignored him for a moment. She just kept punching the bag, wearing herself down. But Cyclops being Cyclops, he stood behind her as stoic as ever. Betsy’s mood didn’t dissuade him for a second. His eyes remain fixated on her and her frustration grew. He wasn’t going to leave until he worked this out with her, even if she was going to be stubborn.

Finally, she gave out and collapsed against the punching bag.

“Okay what?” she said, short of breath, “And why in the bloody hell are you down here to begin with?”

“I came down looking to burn off some stress in the Danger Room. But when I heard you going at it in here I thought I’d stop by.”

“Right, because I’m the one person you’d go out of your way to be alone with a week before your wedding,” she said, her words dripping with sarcasm.

“You’re a friend last I checked,” said Scott, folding his arms, “Are you going to keep with the attitude or are you going to let me help?”

Betsy let out a frustrated sigh. For the first time someone actually went out of their way to help her and she was pushing him away. Being alone sure wasn’t doing her any good, so she might as well hear him out. Besides, she and Scott hadn’t talked seriously since they started avoiding each other. It might be nice to sit down with him before he totally shuts her out after his wedding.

“Fine…” she sighed, “We’ll talk.”

“Thanks, Betsy,” said Scott, taking a seat on the mat near the bag.

Betsy sat down next to him, taking a few deep breaths to slow herself down. Scott gave her a few moments. This was awkward for him too since he hadn’t really talked to Betsy since they stopped flirting. He did it in order to work things out with Jean, but even after they moved forward with their relationship he left Betsy hanging and he always felt kind of bad about it.

“So what’s this about?” she asked, “I take it you didn’t drop by on a whim.”

“You’re right,” said Scott, “I figured we’d have a little chat before my wedding about…well, you know.”

“Oh…about us?” muttered Betsy.

“Yeah…us,” affirmed Scott.

“I thought there wasn’t an ‘us’ to begin with,” she stated distantly.

“That’s not true,” said Scott with a sincere tone, “There was definitely an ‘us’ for a while.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” she said, keeping her eyes away from him, “I was under the impression I was just a roadblock for you and Jean.”

“You were more than that, Betsy…a lot more.”

Scott reached over and placed his hand over hers in a comforting gesture. It drew her attention, letting her know he was being honest with her. Scott moved in closer, a serious look never leaving his face.

“I know it wasn’t much. And I want you to know that I’m sorry if I caused you any pain because of it.”

“It was meaningless attraction, luv,” said Betsy, resting her head on her arms and staring at her friend and teammate, “No need to make a big deal about it.”

“Feelings are never meaningless,” retorted Scott, “Otherwise it wouldn’t have left such an impact.”

“Oh, so that means you actually were attracted to me too at one point?”

“More than just one, I’m afraid.”

Scott blushed and Betsy smiled at his honesty. It was a relief in some ways. It was nice knowing the ordeal hadn’t been completely one-sided.

“Guess I should apologize too,” sighed Betsy, “I didn’t mean to mess things up between you and Jean.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” assured Scott, “It worked out, didn’t it? We are getting married.”

“I know. You two are practically made for each other. I looked at you and just saw a nice, handsome man. They were simple things that led to simple feelings. You probably looked at me and just saw a hot gal who could fill a bathing suit.”

“Yeah, I remember,” laughed Scott.

“I still have it, you know?” she said playfully.

“And I say keep it. But I wouldn’t go so far as to say those feelings were simple. We never did confront them.”

“No we didn’t,” said Betsy, looking away again, “I guess it’s kind of stuck with me ever since. If I recall you started avoiding me.”

“That’s what I’m trying to make up for now,” said Scott, reaching over and cupping her chin.

Scott turned her face so his gazed matched hers. A brief silence came over them. It was a little awkward because Scott already knew where he wanted to go with this. There was no telling how Betsy would react, but she seemed just as hung up on this subject as he was. And if they were going to lay it to rest, they had to confront it.

“Betsy, I’m getting married soon. And neither of us wants to go into this marriage with lingering feelings. That’s why I was hoping we could…you know, work things out.”

“Work things out?” she said curiously, “How do you figure?”

Scott blushed again as he carefully considered his next statement. He moved in closer, trailing his hand down her face and along her shoulders in a subtle, yet suggestive way. It took a moment for Betsy to pick up on it, but then she sensed some surprising thoughts projecting from his mind. At first she thought they were just random brain chatter, but she soon realized they were serious.

“Those thoughts of yours aren’t very family friendly, luv,” said Betsy with a grin.

“I know,” said Scott, returning the gesture, “I was hoping you’d pick up on them. I’ve never been good with words, so I’ll let my thoughts do most of the talking.”

He opened his mind a little more, projecting even more graphic images to her mind. They all centered around them being naked and having sex right on the gym mat. Betsy’s eyes widened with shock. She expected these kinds of thoughts from many men, but not from Scott Summers. However, the gentle touch of his hand trailing down her face and arms hinted he meant what he thought.

“Sex in the gym?” said Betsy, still reeling with shock, “That’s…remarkably cavalier, for you, Scott.”

“I’m more adventurous than you think,” he said in a husky tone, “So how about it? Wanna do it? We can make it a one time thing to get this out of our system and move on. And if you want, you can think of it as repayment for me shutting you out.”

Betsy studied the young man’s expression. When the surprise wore off, she couldn’t help but smile. Scott Summers was an amazing man. She never expected something like this from him. But the idea of them doing this held a great deal of appeal. She fantasized about it and long wondered what it would be like. It also may very well be their last chance to lay this issue to rest. This was an opportunity they couldn’t miss out on.

“And Jean’s okay with this?” she inquired.

“We discussed it and we’re good,” assured Scott, “It’s entirely up to you.”

“In that case I say yes. Let’s do it!”

Her answer brought a smile to Scott’s face. It was all he needed to hear to set aside any lingering uncertainties. Scott wanted this and so did Betsy. After ignoring it for so long, they were finally ready to act on unrequited attraction.

In a display of playful lust, she snaked her arms around Scott’s neck and pulled him into a sultry kiss. Scott returned the gesture, slipping his arms around her waist and tracing a path down her womanly curves. They opened their mouths and allowed their tongues to wrestle. Hands also began to roam with Betsy sensually tracing patterns around his manly chest while he rubbed her covered breast. Soft moans escaped their lips as the sexual undertone of their actions grew. When they parted, the lust between them was evident.

“Mmm…I don’t know about you, but these uniforms are really uncomfortable right now,” she said in a seductive tone, “Want to get rid of them?”

“Sure, they’re dirty anyways.”

With a playful laugh, Scott and Betsy stood up and stripped out of their uniforms. Betsy put on a little show at first, turning around and sensually sliding her swimsuit-like uniform down her sexy, ninja body. It sent much of the blood in Scott’s body southward as he slipped the top part of his uniform over his head and started undoing his pants. Betsy flashed a sultry gaze as she removed her gloves and boots. And since she was done first, she helped him get out of his pants.

Now they stood completely nude before one another. Betsy liked what she saw, reaching out and lightly tracing her fingers around his manly upper body. All the training and discipline really showed in his muscle tone. He was nicely cut and every sinewy curve just cried sensuality. Scott admired her nude form as well, grinning as he ran his hands down her well-shaped hips and firm butt. Being a ninja gave her an athletic body blended with all the right womanly curves. The purple hair added an exotic touch as well and it wasn’t long before Scott’s dick was ridged with arousal.

“Ready to do this, Betsy?” said Scott in a deep, many tone.

“I’m all yours luv,” she purred.

They kissed again, letting their hands run wild around their naked bodies. Scott took charge, leading them back down to the mat and laying the sexy ninja flat on her back. He kissed her lips and hovered over her nude form. He grasped her breasts, kneading them in his hands while Betsy shoved her tongue down his throat. She was still a little sweaty from her workout, but that added to the overall sexual feel.

“Mmm…are you always this frisky?” purred Betsy as she felt Scott rub her breasts.

“Ask Jean. She’ll tell you. But I bet she’ll never tell you how well I can do this…”

Scott renewed his fervent kissing. This time he trailed down her neck and cleavage, quickly working his way down her firmly toned body until he reached her pussy. Betsy moaned in approval. She was getting wet from all this, but she wasn’t wet enough in Scott’s view. And he knew just how to fix that.

“Oh Scott…make me horny.”

Scott flashed a manly grin and placed his palms on her inner thighs. With hungry intent, he spread her legs wide. He was amused to see that even the hair over her pussy was purple, just like her head. Mixing that with her exotic Asian body made her truly sexy in his mind. Her nude form beckoned him and he showed no hesitation as he buried his face in her cunt.

“Oh fuck!” cried Betsy.

He was deep and thorough, plunging his tongue inside her tight cunt and licking along her slit. Using his hands, he spread her folds wide and explored her insides. Scott let Betsy’s moans guide him as he attacked her sensitive areas, searching for her G-spot and making her very wet along the way. He also rubbed her swelling cunt with his fingers, making her moan even louder. Soon her pussy lips were swollen with arousal. Betsy couldn’t take it anymore. She wanted him in her.

“Oh-oh God that feels good!” she moaned, “Come on, Summers! Show me what you’ve got! Put it inside me!”

The X-leader rose up and positioned himself on top of her. The purple haired telepath drew him in, wrapping her legs around his torso and letting his body weight press against hers. His manly skin felt so intoxicating. His dick was poised to enter her pussy. His hands were firmly on her hips, guiding himself towards her wet entrance. She slammed her lips against hers, placing her hands on his shoulders for leverage. And with a firm thrust, his penis filled her tight vagina.

“Ohhhhh yes! Fucking yes!” panted Betsy.

“Mmm…feel good?” moaned Scott, enjoying the hot tightness around his member.

“Oh yeah! Please! Do it harder!”

Scott let out a deep grunt and started working his cock inside her. The sweat on her body made it easy for his skin to glide over hers as he laterally worked his body up and down in a fervent sexual rhythm. Betsy’s legs tensed every time he thrust in, gasping sharply as his large member stretched her inner muscles in all the right ways. Scott soon stepped up the pace. She clearly liked it hard. Each time he withdrew his dick most of the way before thrusting it back inside her. Betsy moaned in delight each time, urging him on as hot sensations of pleasure inundated their bodies.

Their lips wrestled as they established a strong rhythm. Betsy wildly ran her hands over the sweaty muscles of his back, rocking her body every time he slammed into her. She had fantasized about having sex with Scott before, but she never thought he was this good. His feet dug into the mat as Scott pushed into her even harder, savoring the hot feel of her sweaty skin against his. Together they dragged it out, kissing passionately and moving their bodies with increased fervor. Soon Betsy could feel her climax coming strong.

“Uh-uh-damn Betsy-uh-you’re so tight!” grunted Scott.

“Uh-uh-uh-that’s it luv-uh-that’s it!” she panted, “Oh I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

For her climax, Scott shifted positions. He rose up, grasped her legs, and spread them wide so her knees were bent over his hands. He plowed harder, emphasizing each thrust as Betsy enjoyed it. She loved quality over quantity and it showed in her moans. Scott felt her pussy contracting as she clutched her breasts and rocked her body hard. After a few more motions, she was sent over the edge.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!” she cried, throwing her head back and arching her back in delight.

“Ohhhhhhhhh!” moaned Scott at the tight feeling around his cock.

Her release was strong. Her tight channel clamped down his hard member, throbbing as she coated him with her feminine juices. Scott didn’t cum, but Betsy needed it more than him and when the feeling subsided she flashed him a grateful smile.

“Wow…” she gasped, “You know how to get a woman off, luv.”

Scott smiled at her compliment. He was still rocked hard and she sensed it even after he withdrew. But since he was nice enough to give her such a wonderful orgasm, it was only proper she return the favor.

“Ready to get yours?” she grinned, shooting up from her state with her legs still hooked around his waist.

“And how do you plan on doing that?” said Scott with a husky grin.

“You’ll see…”

Betsy crashed her lips against his and pinned him back on the mat. Now she was the one calling the shots as she kissed down his body and listened to his moans along the way. She was just as thorough as he was with her, tracing her lips over the sinewy contours of her well-built muscles until she reached his penis. It was still hard and coated with her juices. And as she took it in her hand and rubbed it, he let out a gasp of approval.

“Oh Betsy!” moaned Scott.

“Yeah…you like that, don’t you?” she purred.

She ran her hand up his length a few times before licking it with her talented tongue. Scott’s moans grew deeper as she teased the sensitive tip and squeezed the hardened base of his shaft. Then Betsy took the whole thing into her mouth, deep-throating him much to his pleasure and sending waves of pleasure through his body.

“Oh-oh-oh yeah! Oh you’re so good at this, Betsy!” moaned Scott, grasping her head and guiding her up and down his length.

Betsy purred softly as she bobbed along his member. Doing this was making her wet again, but her focus was Scott’s pleasure this time. She took each motion with thorough vigor, sliding her tongue along the whole length of his member and trying to hit every sensitive area. His moans grew louder as his cock twitched in her mouth. He was almost at his peak and with every second it drew near, Betsy sucked harder.

“Oh God! Betsy! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” he moaned.

The purple haired telepath slowed her rhythm, making sure she drew out the pleasure. Then she felt his cock tense in her mouth and in a powerful release, Scott’s member erupted in a strong climax.

“OHHHHHHHHH YEAH!” he grunted, throwing his head back as cum burst from his penis.

Scott shot a pretty decent load. Betsy swallowed only part of it. She let the rest drip out of her mouth where she sensually wiped it up with her fingers and rubbed it on her breasts in a seductive display of sensuality. When it was over she crawled back on top of him and smiled in approval.

“Now we’re even,” she said with a sultry grin.

“I’d say so too,” said Scott with a content sigh, “Did you ever try this with Warren?”

“A few times,” she said with a content sigh, “But we never put the effort into it I think we should have.”

A distant gaze fell on her face. Scott smiled and caressed her cheek, helping to ease her mood. She and Warren were a sensitive subject, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t this to help with that.

“Well why don’t we use this chance to work on that?” said Scott, “Sometimes effort requires practice.”

His manly words brought another smile to Betsy’s face. He knew just how to entice a girl away from troubled thoughts.

“Make each time count,” she said with a playful tease, “Is that the philosophy we’re going on here?”

“It’s our first and only time. Why not make it meaningful?”

Scott and Betsy shared a round of laughter and went back to what they were doing. They rose up so they were both in a sitting position. Here they made out again and explored their naked flesh. Their skin was sweaty from the first round, making every muscle and contour smooth to the touch. They still had some sexual energy to work off and in the spirit of making it count they pulled out all the stops.

Betsy stroked his cock with her hand while kissing along his pectoral muscles until he was hard again. Once he was ready, she rose up and hooked her legs around his torso. Scott held her by the hips and guided her down onto his cock. With a firm thrust, his dick was buried in her pussy again and they started rocking their bodies in a hard, fervent rhythm. Moans of ecstasy filled the area. Lips wrestled and hands roamed as their bodies bounced to the pace. Their lust had been unleashed and worked off as much as possible.

Using the mats to their advantage, Scott and Betsy playfully wrestled their bodies in a variety of ways. Scott rolled her on her side and thrust into her at an angle while her legs curled around him in a fetal-like position. Then he grabbed her by the shins and rose her legs high into the air while he plowed into her with great vigor. Betsy also showed off her flexibility, reaching up and pulling him down so he hovered over her with her knees bent over his shoulders. It allowed them to kiss while his cock probed deeply into her cunt. Then Betsy took charge, flipping Scott on his back and riding his cock while she leaned over and kissed him. From here she leaned back and gyrated her hips along his length at a strong pace, further building towards another climax.

It was quite the workout. The two dedicated X-men pushed the limits of their bodies. Deep moans and hard grunts filled the room as they indulged in pleasure. They went at it with strength and vigor, enjoying every blissful sensation. Lust drove them as they neared their sexual peak. They switched positions one last time. Betsy was now standing up, leaning against the punching bag while Scott was behind thrusting into her. Their last climax was coming strong and they sought to have it together.

“UH-UH-UH-OH BLOODY FUCK!” moaned Betsy, holding on tightly to the punching back as her body rocked to each of Scott’s thrusts.

“UH-UH-BETSY-UH-I’M CUMMING! I’M GOING TO CUM!” said Scott through his hard grunting.

“UH-UH-ME TOO LUV! UH-OH GOD-UH-LET’S DO IT TOGETHER! UH-I’M CUMMING SOON! I’M CUMMING SOON! OH IT’S SO GOOD!”

Scott tightened the grip he had on her ass, thrusting harder as the feeling drew near. He reached forward with one hand and grasped her swaying breasts while Betsy bucked her hips harder with each thrust. Sweat poured off their bodies. Hot sensations intensified as their orgasms drew near. And after a few more powerful thrusts, they felt it.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” moaned Scott, thrusting his cock in as far as it would go.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!” cried Betsy, her whole body tensing as her orgasm hit.

Scott’s dick penetrated all the way to her cervix as he shot his load into her depths. The warm feeling inside her fueled Betsy’s climax as well. Her inner muscles tensed hard, sucking up every drop while throbbing sensations of sexual bliss surged through her body. It was an intense end to an intense experience. And as their naked bodies collapsed onto the mat, they shared one last kiss to cap off such an amazing moment.

For a moment they lay on the mat catching their breath. Scott let out a content moan while a smile never left Betsy’s face. Scott was a lot of things, but she had no idea he could be so sexual. It helped vindicate the attraction she once felt for him. This experience was just what she needed to clear her head. She had enough issues with Warren and feelings like this helped set her mind and body at ease.

“You’re a damn good lover, Scott Summers…damn good,” said Betsy with a content sigh.

“Thank you,” smiled Scott, “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Being in a ninja’s body has its perks. But seriously, luv, I appreciate you doing this. I really needed it.”

“We both did Betsy. I’m glad we can finally lay this to rest. It’ll make my wedding day that much easier.”

Scott and Betsy shared another smile. Scott felt good to get this out of his system. He shut Betsy out so he could work on things with Jean and this was his way of making up for it. Now he could move on with Jean without the burden of unresolved feelings. This marriage was about the future and there was so much hope now that he had worked out the past.

“You’re going to make Jean a very happy woman,” said Betsy as she picked up her uniform.

“I hope you’re right,” said Scott as he did the same, “And just as an aside…I think you should give Warren another shot.”

Betsy shifted at the mention of her current flame, but after everything that had happened she took it seriously.

“I don’t know.”

“Betsy, I don’t claim to know everything about you two, but I know plenty about love,” said Scott as he slipped on his pants, “I’ve come to learn that if two people really like each other then the only thing standing in their way is fear. And I know you’re not the fearful type.”

“But what if he doesn’t take it seriously?”

“Don’t worry. He will,”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because he likes you and you like him. That’s really all you need.”

Betsy smiled at his words. Scott would definitely know best since his relationship with Jean spanned many more tribulations than her and Warren. And if those two could work it out well enough to lead to marriage, then maybe there was hope for them yet.

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