Change of Heart
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Adult +
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8
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Heartache
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Chapter 6-Heartache
*Mystique’s Dream*
My eyes were closed and my head was leaning against a cold metal wall. I gasped as my lover’s tongue stroked the folds of my womanhood. My hips rolled towards his warm mouth, hands gripping his shoulders. He pulled away and started licking a trail up my stomach, my hands slid down his arms, feeling his muscles. ‘Aren’t his arms bigger than this?’ I wonder absently as his mouth latches onto my nipple.
I groaned, pressing our partially naked bodies together, rubbing languidly against his hard shaft. His mouth moved farther up, brushing lightly across my collarbone, then up to kiss my neck. I shivered at the sensation, hands moving back up to his shoulders, quickly heading to slid up the back of his neck to tangle in his... ‘What?!’ I thought, freezing in my actions. ‘Where’s his hair?’ My eyes flew open, hands pushing him back. I gasped as my eyes revealed a smiling Charles Xavier... (I’ll explain about this scene at the end of the chapter!!)
*End Dream*
Mystique jerked awake, shaking slightly from the strange dream. She tried to roll over quickly, but gasped as a sharp pain shot through her back. “Damn! That’s right, Logan, that ass.” She muttered under her breath. Her eyes adjusting quickly to the dark, she realized she was lying across Charles’ chest, his arms holding her gently but firmly around her waist. ‘Oh not again!’
“Charles!!” A voice shouted through the door. ‘And there’s Storm again! Hurt too much to change into a cat!! Shit!!’ Mystique thought, changing forms she lay against Charles, hoping her bandages were covered by the long black hair she now had. ‘Damn! This isn’t going to end well at all!’ The door was shoved open suddenly and Storm burst into the room. “Charles!! Rogue is...” She faltered at the sight before her, face turning bright red. Charles jerked awake at the racket, flushing darkly as he caught sight of the weather witch.
“Ah...” He muttered, pulling his arms away from Mystique, knowing it was her though she had changed forms, and sitting up slowly. Mystique pulled the sheets over her chest, not wanting Storm to see the wrap of bandages around her. Ororo’s hands covered her face, and she shook her head slowly.
“Look, I don’t know what’s going on here, I don’t care! But Rogue is missing!!”
“What?” Charles gasped, shaking his head in confusion. “Where could she have gone?!”
“Um, Professor?” A soft voice came from the doorway. “I know where she went.” Jean said, poking her head around the doorway.
* * * * * * * *
‘Ah...this probably wasn’t such a good idea!!’ Rogue thought to herself as she faced a pissed off Logan. “What the hell are you doin’ here and how did ya find me?” Logan growled angrily. He had been rudely awakened by a loud knocking at the door to his hotel room, opening it he had found Rogue with a backpack slung over her shoulder. “Get in here now so we can...discuss this!!” He hissed, gripping her arm and tugging her into the room.
* * * * * * * *
“Would you please tell us what happened now, Jean?” Charles asked the red-head. Him Storm and Jean were all in his study while ‘Mystique’ was getting dressed. So far, Charles had been able to avoid that conversation all together. It would not be easy to explain a ‘strange’ woman in his bed. ‘Even if she isn’t a stranger!! I can’t tell them who she really is though!’ He rubbed his forehead wearily.
“Of course I will,” Jean started, shifting in the chair she was sitting on. “Last night when we were in the Danger Room training, Kurt was allowed to leave before everyone else. Rogue came and talked to me later, saying that Kurt had seen Logan leaving for a reason he wouldn’t mention after he’d left the Danger Room Session, and he thinks he won’t be coming back. Then Rogue asked me to find him with Cerebro. I did and she went off to find him, so she could bring him back.” Jean finished, sighing slightly and staring at her hands in her lap.
“And you didn’t ask her why she didn’t come ask me?” Charles asked, sighing heavily.
“She knew you wouldn’t let her get him herself.”
“No, I wouldn’t have.” He agreed. “Did she tell you, why she was going to find him? Logan leaves all the time, he’d eventually come back, he always does.” Jean stared at him, smiling slightly.
“Yes, but I can’t tell you! Rogue swore me to secrecy!!” he sighed in irritation, fingers of his free hand curling on the table.
“Fine! Can you at least tell me where they are?” She shook her head quickly. Charles felt a headache coming on and rubbed at his temple again. “Alright, I can find them myself!” ‘Try too!’ He thought darkly.
“Not without Cerebro!!” Jean grinned brightly.
“What did you do to it?!” Charles demanded, getting annoyed with this game.
“Just de-assembled it with telekinesis. I could fix it easily, but I think I’ll wait til’ Rogue and Logan come back!! Can I go now?” She asked politely.
“Just...go somewhere else!!” Charles muttered. Jean nodded and slid out of the room. Storm began giggling, causing Charles’ head to snap up and stare at her incredulously.
“And what, pray tell me, is so funny?” He questioned. Ororo just smiled broadly, shaking her head slowly.
“I’ll let you figure it out!!” She laughed softly at his confused look. He grumbled something about ‘mad women’ then hurried out of the room. Ororo slid out of the room, heading to the kitchen. ‘I just hope that if Rogue and Logan work this out, that everyone will accept it!’ She knew what Rogue wanted from the older man, and just hoped he wouldn’t break her heart!!
* * * * * * * *
“Now why the hell r’ ya here kid?” Logan asked, still angry at seeing her here.
“Don’t call me kid!” She grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. “Ah’m 18, ah’m an adult!”
“Whatever! How’d ya find me?”
“Jean,” She said, tapping her foot impatiently on the floor. “Ah hitch-hiked here.”
“Ya what!? What the hell were ya thinkin’?”
“Ah was worried about you!” She confessed, tensing slightly in the chair.
“I wasn’ gone long enough for ya to worry!!” He said, standing up to frown down at her. “Ya coulda’ gotten hurt kid!!” Rogue stood up, anger permeating off her.
“Ah told ya not to call me that!!”
“I can call ya kid all I want to! ‘Cause that’s what ya are!!” Her eyes narrowed angrily and her hand swung out, slapping him hard across the face. Rogue winced as her hand stung from smacking him.
His hand came up, toughing his cheek, eyes dark and dangerous. “Now ya’ve done it!” He rounded on her, backing her up against the wall. Rogue swallowed hard, slightly afraid of him, but mostly... Logan placed both his hands on either side of her face, glaring at her. “What the hell was that for?!” He asked, his gruff voice sending shivers running through her body, but not of fear...
“Ah...um...” She faltered, his scent overwhelming her ability to form coherent sentences. ‘Ah’m...drownin...’ She found herself staring at his lips mere inches away.
“Well??” He demanded forcefully. Rogue didn’t answer, she leaned closer and kissed his lips. Logan froze at the feeling of her soft mouth against his own. He found himself responding, gently at first, but then more forcefully. He pressed himself fully against her, parting her mouth with his tongue, needing to taste her sweetness.
He rolled his hips slowly against her, letting her feel all of him. She moaned softly into his mouth, arms wrapping around his neck to get better access to his mouth. His hand moved down to stroke under her shirt, then slowly down into her underwear. He froze when his fingers touched her curls. ‘What the hell am I doing?!’ He pulled quickly away from her mouth, extricating himself from her grasp.
“Logan?” She murmured softly, lips slightly swollen from kissing, face red with desire.
“Sorry...” He muttered, moving farther away. “I...we...can’t...” He shook his head, her face fell, tears springing to her eyes.
“You’re such...an ass!!” She cried out, pushing away from the wall. “You kiss me back, then tell me you can’t!! What the hell?!?” Before he could say anything, she ran by him and locked herself in the bathroom.
“I...always mess this up...” he muttered, referring to romance, and women...
Tbc
So? How’d you like it? About Mystiques’ Dream, it’s a memory, but her subconscious mind changed the person! I’m not gonna tell you who it was supposed to be!! You’ll just have to find out!! Did everyone like the scene with Logan and Rogue? Let me know!!
Chapter 6-Heartache
*Mystique’s Dream*
My eyes were closed and my head was leaning against a cold metal wall. I gasped as my lover’s tongue stroked the folds of my womanhood. My hips rolled towards his warm mouth, hands gripping his shoulders. He pulled away and started licking a trail up my stomach, my hands slid down his arms, feeling his muscles. ‘Aren’t his arms bigger than this?’ I wonder absently as his mouth latches onto my nipple.
I groaned, pressing our partially naked bodies together, rubbing languidly against his hard shaft. His mouth moved farther up, brushing lightly across my collarbone, then up to kiss my neck. I shivered at the sensation, hands moving back up to his shoulders, quickly heading to slid up the back of his neck to tangle in his... ‘What?!’ I thought, freezing in my actions. ‘Where’s his hair?’ My eyes flew open, hands pushing him back. I gasped as my eyes revealed a smiling Charles Xavier... (I’ll explain about this scene at the end of the chapter!!)
*End Dream*
Mystique jerked awake, shaking slightly from the strange dream. She tried to roll over quickly, but gasped as a sharp pain shot through her back. “Damn! That’s right, Logan, that ass.” She muttered under her breath. Her eyes adjusting quickly to the dark, she realized she was lying across Charles’ chest, his arms holding her gently but firmly around her waist. ‘Oh not again!’
“Charles!!” A voice shouted through the door. ‘And there’s Storm again! Hurt too much to change into a cat!! Shit!!’ Mystique thought, changing forms she lay against Charles, hoping her bandages were covered by the long black hair she now had. ‘Damn! This isn’t going to end well at all!’ The door was shoved open suddenly and Storm burst into the room. “Charles!! Rogue is...” She faltered at the sight before her, face turning bright red. Charles jerked awake at the racket, flushing darkly as he caught sight of the weather witch.
“Ah...” He muttered, pulling his arms away from Mystique, knowing it was her though she had changed forms, and sitting up slowly. Mystique pulled the sheets over her chest, not wanting Storm to see the wrap of bandages around her. Ororo’s hands covered her face, and she shook her head slowly.
“Look, I don’t know what’s going on here, I don’t care! But Rogue is missing!!”
“What?” Charles gasped, shaking his head in confusion. “Where could she have gone?!”
“Um, Professor?” A soft voice came from the doorway. “I know where she went.” Jean said, poking her head around the doorway.
* * * * * * * *
‘Ah...this probably wasn’t such a good idea!!’ Rogue thought to herself as she faced a pissed off Logan. “What the hell are you doin’ here and how did ya find me?” Logan growled angrily. He had been rudely awakened by a loud knocking at the door to his hotel room, opening it he had found Rogue with a backpack slung over her shoulder. “Get in here now so we can...discuss this!!” He hissed, gripping her arm and tugging her into the room.
* * * * * * * *
“Would you please tell us what happened now, Jean?” Charles asked the red-head. Him Storm and Jean were all in his study while ‘Mystique’ was getting dressed. So far, Charles had been able to avoid that conversation all together. It would not be easy to explain a ‘strange’ woman in his bed. ‘Even if she isn’t a stranger!! I can’t tell them who she really is though!’ He rubbed his forehead wearily.
“Of course I will,” Jean started, shifting in the chair she was sitting on. “Last night when we were in the Danger Room training, Kurt was allowed to leave before everyone else. Rogue came and talked to me later, saying that Kurt had seen Logan leaving for a reason he wouldn’t mention after he’d left the Danger Room Session, and he thinks he won’t be coming back. Then Rogue asked me to find him with Cerebro. I did and she went off to find him, so she could bring him back.” Jean finished, sighing slightly and staring at her hands in her lap.
“And you didn’t ask her why she didn’t come ask me?” Charles asked, sighing heavily.
“She knew you wouldn’t let her get him herself.”
“No, I wouldn’t have.” He agreed. “Did she tell you, why she was going to find him? Logan leaves all the time, he’d eventually come back, he always does.” Jean stared at him, smiling slightly.
“Yes, but I can’t tell you! Rogue swore me to secrecy!!” he sighed in irritation, fingers of his free hand curling on the table.
“Fine! Can you at least tell me where they are?” She shook her head quickly. Charles felt a headache coming on and rubbed at his temple again. “Alright, I can find them myself!” ‘Try too!’ He thought darkly.
“Not without Cerebro!!” Jean grinned brightly.
“What did you do to it?!” Charles demanded, getting annoyed with this game.
“Just de-assembled it with telekinesis. I could fix it easily, but I think I’ll wait til’ Rogue and Logan come back!! Can I go now?” She asked politely.
“Just...go somewhere else!!” Charles muttered. Jean nodded and slid out of the room. Storm began giggling, causing Charles’ head to snap up and stare at her incredulously.
“And what, pray tell me, is so funny?” He questioned. Ororo just smiled broadly, shaking her head slowly.
“I’ll let you figure it out!!” She laughed softly at his confused look. He grumbled something about ‘mad women’ then hurried out of the room. Ororo slid out of the room, heading to the kitchen. ‘I just hope that if Rogue and Logan work this out, that everyone will accept it!’ She knew what Rogue wanted from the older man, and just hoped he wouldn’t break her heart!!
* * * * * * * *
“Now why the hell r’ ya here kid?” Logan asked, still angry at seeing her here.
“Don’t call me kid!” She grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. “Ah’m 18, ah’m an adult!”
“Whatever! How’d ya find me?”
“Jean,” She said, tapping her foot impatiently on the floor. “Ah hitch-hiked here.”
“Ya what!? What the hell were ya thinkin’?”
“Ah was worried about you!” She confessed, tensing slightly in the chair.
“I wasn’ gone long enough for ya to worry!!” He said, standing up to frown down at her. “Ya coulda’ gotten hurt kid!!” Rogue stood up, anger permeating off her.
“Ah told ya not to call me that!!”
“I can call ya kid all I want to! ‘Cause that’s what ya are!!” Her eyes narrowed angrily and her hand swung out, slapping him hard across the face. Rogue winced as her hand stung from smacking him.
His hand came up, toughing his cheek, eyes dark and dangerous. “Now ya’ve done it!” He rounded on her, backing her up against the wall. Rogue swallowed hard, slightly afraid of him, but mostly... Logan placed both his hands on either side of her face, glaring at her. “What the hell was that for?!” He asked, his gruff voice sending shivers running through her body, but not of fear...
“Ah...um...” She faltered, his scent overwhelming her ability to form coherent sentences. ‘Ah’m...drownin...’ She found herself staring at his lips mere inches away.
“Well??” He demanded forcefully. Rogue didn’t answer, she leaned closer and kissed his lips. Logan froze at the feeling of her soft mouth against his own. He found himself responding, gently at first, but then more forcefully. He pressed himself fully against her, parting her mouth with his tongue, needing to taste her sweetness.
He rolled his hips slowly against her, letting her feel all of him. She moaned softly into his mouth, arms wrapping around his neck to get better access to his mouth. His hand moved down to stroke under her shirt, then slowly down into her underwear. He froze when his fingers touched her curls. ‘What the hell am I doing?!’ He pulled quickly away from her mouth, extricating himself from her grasp.
“Logan?” She murmured softly, lips slightly swollen from kissing, face red with desire.
“Sorry...” He muttered, moving farther away. “I...we...can’t...” He shook his head, her face fell, tears springing to her eyes.
“You’re such...an ass!!” She cried out, pushing away from the wall. “You kiss me back, then tell me you can’t!! What the hell?!?” Before he could say anything, she ran by him and locked herself in the bathroom.
“I...always mess this up...” he muttered, referring to romance, and women...
Tbc
So? How’d you like it? About Mystiques’ Dream, it’s a memory, but her subconscious mind changed the person! I’m not gonna tell you who it was supposed to be!! You’ll just have to find out!! Did everyone like the scene with Logan and Rogue? Let me know!!