The Virus

CHAPTER 5



After Cable cleaned up, Bobby brought him to Hank's lab, where Hank, Scott, Storm, Emma, Sean, Alex and Moira MacTaggart were waiting for him. "You wanted to see me? There some kind of problem I should be aware of?"



"Ah yes. Um... Could you tell us what exactly you and your team were doing in the Danger Room a while ago?"



Cable rolled his eyes. "Oh. That. I had the team practicing some standard combat maneuvers. We took a short break and... next thing I knew, we were all having sex. Can't really explain it." He paused. "Sorry about that. I know it was inappropriate-"



Hank cut him off. "No apologies neccessary. It wasn't your fault. It was mine."



"Hank, it's not your fault. It was a simple accident." Storm said sympathetically.



"What? What's not his fault?"



"I was doing some independent research on the original Spider-Woman's pheromone powers. I had several different samples mixed into different formulas. At some point within the last day or so, they were shattered. They got knocked over. I believe the contents of the vials had mixed and become airborne. I think it spread through the ventilation systems and everyone in the manor has been infected by it."



"Doesn't this place have filters for this sort of thing?" Cable asked.



"Normally, yes. But considering the amounts of damage this place takes on a regular basis, they were one of the many things that have been broken and were on our to do list to repair." Alex explained.



"Wonderful. So we're all being affected by pheromones?"



"Yes. I still have a lot of research to do, but at this point I'd surmise that they're affecting our sex drives and bypassing the mental barriers that would curb those impulses."



"Is there a cure?"



"I don't know! I have no idea if this is all the result of a single exposure, if it can spread through touch or other means or even how long these effects will last."



"I don't want go into details, but I can honestly say it's not a one time thing." Alex commented.



"I'll second that. For the time being we've quarantined the campus. No one leaves or comes in." Scott said.



"We're overreacting. All this time we were worried we were being mind controlled only to find out it's nothing more than a minor disease. Certainly there are better things to worry about than people having a little harmless sex."



"In the short term, perhaps. But long term effects could be far more dangerous." Hank said, putting on his glasses. "Risk of pregnancy or venereal disease..."



"And we're certainly not gonna get much accomplished. Can't very well stop Magneto or the likes of our other enemies if we're just buggering one another all day!" Sean stated.



"And if those enemies come calling, we certainly won't be prepared for an attack. We'll literally be caught with our pants down." Cable said.



"Exactly. Between those factors and all we currently don't know about this virus, they present a true worst case scenario."



"Actually, wouldn't the worst case scenario be that the virus completely takes us over and we no longer sleep or eat, just screwing all day and we lose any sort of moral inhibitions, causing us to even start screwing people we wouldn't normally touch, guy on guy or our even nailing our own relatives?" Bobby chimed in.



Everyone stopped dead in their tracks and turned to star at Bobby with looks of shock and revolt. It was Hank who broke the silence and sighed, "He does have a fair point."



"So what can we do in the meantime?" Sean asked.



"Well, Moira is going to help me work on a cure, once we finish our research. She's about to inform the others of the situation. Right now, however... I'm going to have to take some samples." The group gave their consent and all of them started to roll their sleeves up. Beast then nervously looked at them and said, "Uh. Actually those aren't just the kinds of samples I need."



There was another silence.



"Oh... Ew." Cable said frowning.



As the group dealt with the hand they were dealt, they failed to notice that a certain gambler was eavesdropping outside the door. Gambit raised an eyebrow, smiled a wicked smile and then quickly left, disappearing before anyone could notice.



Moira had spent most of the afternoon making her way around the X-Mansion, informing team members of the situation. Some took the news seriously, like Bishop, who asked to be notified if he could help in any way. Other members reacted with disgust, like Pietro, who didn't want to hear about any of it. Some reacted with fear, like Rogue, who seemed genuinely scared at the thought of losing control of the impulses that protected her and others from her own powers.



Then there was Logan, who didn't react at all. Opting instead to ask if there was enough beer stocked away for the duration of the quarantine.



And then there were the other encounters, where Moira would either encounter two types of situations. The first was when Moira would walk up to their bedroom door (or the door of the guest room they were staying in) and hear grunts or moans coming from behind it. She would leave a copy on their door of a report about the virus, what it was and what was being done. After she pinned it to the door, she would quietly leave, giving them their privacy. Tabitha's room was particularly memorable, as she heard a stream of vulgarities coming from inside the room.



The other type of situation was significantly more awkward. It was when she wouldn't just hear someone having sex, it was when she'd actually walk in on them. The first was when she walked into the Rec Room and caught Jubilee, Paige, Jono and Everett in the middle of what they called a blowjob race. She nervously explained the situation to them, but the kids hardly seemed to care that they were all locked up with only a lot of sex to look forward to. The second encounter was when she was passing through the library and caught Warren pinning Betsy up against the shelves in some of the more private stacks of books. She quickly apologized and briefly covered the situation before backing away, even though Betsy invited her to join in. Moira politely declined.



But Moira was left wondering how she was going to help the situation if she kept trying to avoid even having to see it? How would they find out what the symptoms of the virus were if she didn't stick around to even diagnose them. She had to get over her prudish manner and watch some people having sex to compare them and seeing if there was any sort of common factors. She just had to find some people having sex intentionally rather than blindly stumbling onto them. This didn't turn out to be as difficult as she thought. She had gone down to the kitchen to get a drink and she started to walk in but quickly backed off so she could remain unnoticed when she saw what was going on.



Piotr was leaning against the food preparation table while Kurt was leaning back against one of the pantries. On the floor between them, Kitty was on her knees giving them both blowjobs. She was aggressively jerking them both off with each hand, looking up at each of them as she would take turns sucking them off. While she was rubbing Piotr's cock to keep it hard, she would slurp and gobble down Kurt's prick, leaving a string of thick saliva from his shaft to her bottom lip when she pulled back. She then sucked on Piotr's balls as she twisted her hand up and down his cock. Moira watched as Kitty's pupils were normal, her breathing a little erratic, but understandable. She was well aware of Kitty's history with Piotr, but never figured there was anything but a friendship between her and Kurt. Perhaps some type of underlying sexual tension?



"You boys almost ready to cum?" She stuffed both the heads of their dicks in her mouth and wiggled her tongue around them both. "We can't take too long. I gotta get changed for dinner." She spit on their cocks to wet them again. "Mmmmmmmm." She hummed as she deep throated one cock after another. "Hmmmmm. Quick. Come on and give that jizz up to me."



Soon Kitty leaned her head back as the guys were jerking off over her face. Piotr's breaths were short and rapid. He then lurched a little bit forward, steadying himself on the counter as he came in her mouth. Kurt didn't take much longer before he also came. They finished and squeezed even the tiniest drop out of their dicks into her still open mouth before they backed off, helping her up. Kitty stepped past them over to the sink where she spat their loads down the drain, wiping more of it off her mouth with a paper towel. She kissed them both. "Sorry for the rush, I'll make it up to you both later." Leading them both out the other entrance to the kitchen. Moira rushed over, grabbed the paper towel and placed it in a plastic ziploc bag and taking it down to Hank's lab. This was potentially helpful, but since she didn't see it from the beginning, she didn't know what happened that set things in motion.



A little later, Moira had stumbled onto another teammate of hers in the midst of another erotic encounter. She saw her foster daughter, Rahne, and Douglock holding hands in a hallway and stayed close behind them following them into Forge's tech lab. Rahne cuddled up to Doug, them holding one another before kissing all over their lips and necks. Moira tried stay unnoticed behind a shelf, but she then remembered that with Rahne's senses, it wouldn't be long before she was discovered.



She was right. Rahne stopped and looked over Doug's shoulder to look Moira in the eyes. "Is there something we can do for ye?" She asked.



"Is everything all right, Dr. MacTaggert?" Doug asked.



Moira stepped out and walked over to a desk and sat down, leaning a bit back. "There's a pheromone virus. It's making everyone more sexually active than they normally would be. Rahne, you have it. But I'm not so sure about Doug. How are you both feeling?"



"I'm fine. A wee bit anxious, and warm all over, but I feel normal." Rahne said, still running her arms up and down Doug's body.



"I do not feel any different as my systems are all nominal." Doug stated. He kept Rahne close.



"Rahne. What do you want to do to Doug?" Moira asked. She took a nearby pen and notepad and started jotting things down.



"I... I want him to go down on me."



"Are you aroused? Wet?"



"Yes."



"How do you feel? And sense of nervousness?" Moira paused. "Shame?"



"No."



"Does you mouth feel dry? And is there anything wrong with your vision?"



"No. Neither."



"Okay. Thank you." Moira turned to look at Doug. "Doug, what would you like to do to Rahne?"



"Whatever pleases her."



"Okay. I'd like you both to continue as if I wasn't here. But I might want to ask a few questions as you go."



"I'm fine with that." Rahne said, starting to remove her clothes. She then sat up on one of the work tables and guided Doug's head down to her pussy where he started to perform oral sex on her. He used his tongue on her clit with expert proficiency. Rahne letting out a low growl. He licked around the outer edges of her lips before tracing a series of lazy circles on the inner portion of the lips before burying his mouth into her pussy and licking faster.



"Rahne. Do you feel light headed at all? Dizziness?"



"Ach, no. My heart's beating like a hummingbird though."



Doug then turned Rahne over and started eating her asshole out as he rubbed her pussy, causing her to gulp nervously. No one had ever played with her ass before. Doug stuck his nose right up against her anus to tickle it as he went back to licking her cunt.



Moira felt nervous about watching someone she helped raise get both her holes eaten out. But she took careful notes and tried to maintain her objectivity in order to try and find clues as to what was wrong. In the back of her mind, she wouldn't have complained if Doug had given her the same kind of treatment.



Doug turned up the heat as he went from going down on Rahne to fingering her pussy. He worked two fingers in and out of her cunt, twisting them in and out. Rahne moaned loudly and wiggled her tail happily. She was caught off-guard when Doug stuck a finger into her ass while he was still fingering her pussy. He had three out of five fingers occupying her lower regions and she made the yelp to go along with them. She bared her fangs and closed her eyes as he started moving faster and faster. Like pistons inside an engine, they were never going in at the same time. Always ass, pussy, ass, pussy and so on and so on. Moira stared intently at the way her vaginal walls would open and flex in order to accomidate the fingers that were fondling them.



Finally, Wolfsbane let out a loud howl as she came, a torrent of female ejaculate came gushing out of Rahne's pussy, splashing onto the table she was kneeling on. Rahne sighed, turned over and backed up against Doug, so her head was laying back against his chest.



"Rahne. How do you feel now?"



"Oh. Good. A wee bit tired though."



"Okay. You rest now. I have to go back to the lab."



"Dr. MacTaggert, did we perform admirably?" Doug asked, petting the resting Wolfsbane.



Moira set down her pen and straightened her glasses. "Yes. You did fine, Doug. Thank you and Rahne both. I'll keep you appraised of what me and Dr. McCoy find out." She said as she picked up the notepad and exited the room, leaving Rahne curled up by Doug.



Elsewhere in the mansion that evening, Gambit had calmly strode up to the door to Rogue's room. He leaned back against the wall, and brought his hand back to casually knock on the door. There was no response. He gently pressed his ear to the door and heard muffled, yet labored breathing. Gambit smiled and knocked again. A little louder this time.



"Go... go away." Rogue weakly muttered through the door.



"But 'chere! Dere a sex flu on the prowl! We need to know if you been bit!" He tried to turn the knob. It was locked.



"No! I'm fine! Now leave me alone!" She yelled this time.



Gambit couldn't help but to quietly laugh. He pulled out a lockpick set and got the door open. "Sorry, 'chere! Doctor's orders!"



The second he entered her room, the smile on his face quickly turned to an expression of dumbfounded surprise as he saw Rogue lying on the floor by the foot of her bed. She was completely naked and had at some point pulled all the sheets and pillows off of her bed and had them strewn all over the place. She was in tears as she was furiously masturbating, her fingers wildly rubbing her clit with one hand as her other hand was thrusting in and out of her dripping pussy. She stopped upon seeing Gambit enter and looked both scared and angry simultaneously.



"Don't come near me! Stay away!" She screamed at him as he closed the door behind him.



"Relax. I'm not gonna do anything. I jus' want to help."



"Ah'll bet! Well you can't! You know what it's like needing sex and not being able to have it with anyone?"



"Non, but I swear I can fix this. Ol' Remy knows exactly how to let you get your rocks off an' not have to make de teeniest bit of human contact. Now get dressed and come with me."



Rogue was apprehensive, but it did sound intriguing. A few minutes later, she got her clothes back on and was following Gambit to his room. She scoffed.



"I should have known. Your solution is in your bedroom, huh? Well I'm not falling for that!" She turned to leave, but Gambit stepped in front of her.



"It's all on de up and up! Honest! The device that's gonna help you out is behind the door!"



"Fine. But if you try anything, Ah'm gonna throw you through a wall."



"Fair enough."



He opened the door and they stepped into his room. Gambit turned the lights on as he closed the door. Rogue raised her eyebrows as she saw something large resting in the middle of the floor. It was black, looked kind of like a saddle, only there was a rubber dildo-like protrusion set in the middle of the top. On the side, there was a cord that led out to a small remote control with a couple of dials.



"What is THAT?" She asked.



"Dat right there is a Sybian. It's de mother of all vibrators."



"You're serious. That thing is supposed to get me off?"



"Deadly serious, 'chere. I am so confident it'll make you cum that if it doesn't, you can throw me through as many walls as you want."



Rogue looked at Gambit, then at the Sybian. It was a pretty tempting offer.



Rogue sighed. "Fine. You have one chance. If this doesn't work, then you're done for. Now what do we have to do?"



"Get undressed and sit on the dildo. Gambit take care of de rest."



Rogue slowly got undressed, and got ready to sit on the Sybian. Gambit tossed her some lubrication for the tip. She sat down as Gambit sat on the edge of the bed with the remote in his hand. Rogue tried to cover her ample breasts with one arm and her crotch with her other hand. "You're just doing this to have a good laugh, aren't you? You're just--" At that point, Gambit turned the remote on. The Sybian hummed to life and Rogue was cut off mid sentence with a start. She laughed instinctively before taking a deep breath.



"Like dat, 'Chere? Dat's jus' setting number one. How's it feel?"



"Oh... it feels pretty good, actually." She smiled. She then moaned and closed her eyes. Gambit let her settle into the sensation for a few moments. He then slowly turned up the speed. Just a little at first. Rogue slowly started to breathe a little faster and moan a little more. She then started grunting loudly. Gambit really enjoyed that. Her grunting got louder as her body started moving back and forth on the Sybian. Suddenly, her back stiffened up and she threw her head back and let out a loud "Ohhhhh! UNH!" She was moving back and forth a lot quicker when all of a sudden, she noticed the Sybian was slowing down. She immediately looked at Gambit who was dialing the remote down. "What are you doing???"



"Are you convinced yet? Still think it won't help?" He quickly flicked the dial up then down again, teasing Rogue.



"Yes! Stop screwing around and let me have it!"



"Slow or fast?"



"Gimme everything you got." She grinned.



"You got it."



He turned it back on. Like before, it was slow at first, but this time around it was quicker to speed up, getting Rogue to where she was before. She moaned, grunted, writhed and rocked. She ran her hands through her hair, over her breasts to play with her nipples and then down by her pussy to help her self along. Gambit turned it up even more, causing Rogue to spasm and curse over and over again. "HUNNNHHH! FUCK! AHHHH YESS. GODDAMMIT!" She bent over and pounded the floor, cracking one of the boards with her strength.



"Easy 'dere. Don't wreck up everything or you might be back where you started, non?" Gambit whispered to her. She looked up and realized she was so caught up in the euphoria, that she had failed to notice that Gambit had gotten undressed at some point and was now laying back on his bed with the remote, naked and playing with himself. She was watching him stroke his large cock as he turned up the speed a little more. She smiled at him as she started breathing heavily again, getting closer to her orgasm. When she finally came, she felt the seat getting damp as she squirted all over the seat. She bit her lip and started moving up and down on it faster and faster. She then pulled out, shifted forward in order to position her ass directly over the dildo before easing herself down onto it. She looked back up at Gambit and grinned coyly and moaning at him before the anal stimulation made her cum again.



"Ohhh shit! You're making me cum!" she squealed. She tilted back so Gambit could see the the dildo stuffed into her ass as she slid three fingers at a time into her cunt. She rocked back and forth as Gambit now had the thing on almost full blast. Her moans were almost completely muffled by the noise from the Sybian, but from the sweat pouring down her hair, now hanging in her blushing face and down past her erect nipples, Gambit could tell she was cumming again as he was stroking faster and faster.



Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Gambit sat up quickly and bounded over to Rogue's side. Her eyes were closed and she was shaking violently. She opened her eyes to see Gambit standing to her right, jerking off over her. She leaned back, tilting her breasts up while leaning a little to the left, instinctively putting a safe little distance of half a foot away from him as not to touch him. She looked up at him and licked her lips, nodding to him, as if letting him know what he had to do next. Gambit turned the remote all the way to its maximum setting. Rogue let out a shriek as she came one last time, climaxing at the same moment as Gambit, who let loose a orgasm that covered Rogue's chest and neck with his cum. Gambit dropped to his knees and onto his side, completely spent. He turned off the Sybian, allowing Rogue to slowly climb off it and lie down on the opposite side Gambit was on.



They relaxed for a while, looking over at each other and smiling.



"So, did you like that?" Gambit asked.



"Mmm. Yes." She nodded. "Just one thing I've been wondering; Why did you have this kind of thing to begin with?"



"I was gonna give it to you as a birthday gift, but it seemed 'dis might be a better time."



"No kidding. If Hank doesn't find a cure, I'm gonna wear that thing out!"



"Good thing I bought two 'den." Gambit laughed. Rogue looked at him with a look of happy surprise. "Christmas gift!"



Rogue laughed and sat up. "Okay. I'm ready again!"



Gambit sat up quickly. "Again? Already? Merde, Gambit gonna be worn out before the machine is!"





TO BE CONTINUED...



Next Chapter: Storm takes control and Beast makes a couple of surprising discoveries.