Playboy X

Playboy X
Chapter 7: Naked Eyes

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Needless to say, naked pictures of Jean Grey caused a major stir in the Brotherhood. And for the latter part of the day, Lance, Pietro, Todd, and Freddy drooled over the sexy images of the X-men’s red hot redhead.

The stir caused Mystique to make a scene as well, but she was more annoyed than shocked. In fact, that was pretty much how she always was lately. If she wasn’t yelling at the Brotherhood, she was cursing them under her breath. And now that they had this new treasure on their hands, it was sure to get more difficult.

For Wanda, however, it was yet another example of the immaturity of her housemates. Being the only girl in the house, it made her feel left out in a ways. And even worse was that she could still hear them through the cheap walls of the boarding house.

“Oh man! Check this out, yo!” exclaimed Todd, “Jean says she went down on Summers in his car in the middle of traffic!”

“Damn! Is that legal?” said Freddy.

“Who cares man!” grinned Pietro as he grabbed the magazine and laid out the centerfold, “Fuck the articles, just check out those tits!”

“Yeah, we’ve seen them, Pietro,” muttered Lance, “There are other pictures you know.”

“None as good as this!”

Wanda buried her face in her pillows, trying to block the noise out. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to get out.

‘Ugh! Is there no end to the amount of ways those guys will drive me crazy?’

Making her way down the hall, she knocked on Mystique’s door, hoping that she could offer a way to get out for a while.

“Mystique? Mystique, are you in there?” she asked.

Upon not getting a response, Wanda carefully opened the door and found that her room was empty. The window was open, so she assumed she must have gone out for a flight as a raven or something. It didn’t bode well for her finding some company, so it seemed as though she was going to have to cope with this.

“Just my luck,” she muttered.

She was about the leave. Then suddenly, something caught her eye on Mystique’s bed.

Curious, Wanda walked over to find that there was something sticking out from under her mattress. It looked like a book of sorts, but when she pulled it out she discovered that it was a magazine. And when she saw what kind it was, her eyes widened with shock.

“You’ve GOT to be fucking kidding me!” she exclaimed.

There on the cover was a juicy picture of Scott Summers in all his manly glory. It was the latest issue of Playgirl magazine, one of Mystique’s dirty little secrets no doubt.

Looking closer, there were also issues of Playboy there. But that was a given since Mystique was bisexual. But it wasn’t the naked women that shocked the young Maximoff into a daze, it was the naked men that started churning her hormones.

“Good God,” she gasped as she opened the magazine to find more photos, “Do women actually look at this stuff?”

However, as soon as she saw a centerfold showing off Scott’s naked body, she got her answer.

Suddenly, her whole body got a few degrees hotter and her pants just got a bit more uncomfortable. Being a heterosexual mutant teenage girl, she had a good sex drive. But it was something she kept hidden for the most part, being that she was very reserved most of the time.

It wasn’t like she didn’t think about sex. But her anger, her past, and her family issues usually got in the way. But all those hindrances went out the door upon laying her eyes on Scott’s naked body.

“Oh my…” she began, her face flushing bright red.

Suddenly, she felt very wet between her legs. She knew what it was and what it meant. Not thinking twice, she retreated to her room with the magazine in hand, closing the door behind her.

Her legs went weak as she fell on her bed, sifting through the sexy images of attractive men. She only knew Cyclops from when they fought, but she had no idea he could look so hot without any clothes on. It was driving her crazy and there was only one way to remedy it.

“I…I need to…need to…” she panted, unable to restrain herself.

Removing her shirt and sliding off her pants, Wanda Maximoff lay on her bed in a pair of black bra and panties. Her pussy was wet with arousal and as she laid out the centerfold, she slipped a hand between her legs and started fondling her moist folds.

“Ohhhhhhh…” she gasped, slipping two fingers into her vagina.

It felt good. It felt very good. The stress of living with the Brotherhood left her with plenty of tension to relieve. And she found that masturbation was one way of doing that, but her reserved nature kept her from going all out.

Now that she had images of a full blown nude man before her, that reserved part of her was shattered completely.

“Mmm…” she moaned, savoring the sensations that shot up through her body.

Working her pussy harder, she couldn’t take her eyes off the pictures. And while she didn’t realize it, her moans were getting louder.

“Oh God!” she gasped, thrusting her hips up a bit, really probing deep.

Suddenly, a knock on her door sent her crashing back to reality.

“Wanda?” came Lance’s voice, “Wanda, are you okay?”

Slipping the magazine into the drawer, Wanda tried to catch her breath. She had been close to climaxing, but Lance just had to arrive in time to stop her.

On one hand, she wanted to hex him to oblivion for denying her an orgasm, but on the other he did give her an interesting opportunity to do something with this new sexual energy. And as she looked at her door, a sultry expression fell upon her face.

“Wanda? What’s going on?” said Lance, sounding worried.

Forgoing any thoughts of common sense, Wanda Maximoff jumped off her bed and made her way over to the door. And as soon as she opened it, Lance’s eyes widened.

“Wanda?” he gasped, taking in the sight of her only in her bra and panties.

“Hey Lance,” she said with a grin, “Glad you’re here. I need your help with something.”

Lance didn’t know if he was dreaming or having a nightmare. He just came up here because Pietro kicked him out of the living room for trying to steal a glimpse of his precious magazine. Now he was getting an eyeful of something else he hadn’t expected.

“What…what do you need?” he stammered.

With a sexy grin, Wanda pulled him into her room and slammed the door behind him.

“You…” she said bluntly, “I need you.”

In a show of sexual hunger, Wanda captured Lance’s lips in a passionate kiss, shoving her tongue down his throat and pressing her half naked body up against his. Naturally, Lance responded, his male libido getting the better of him. After seeing naked pictures of Jean Grey, it wasn’t too hard to become aroused by this act.

Pulling him over to her bed, Wanda got his vest off and wrapped her legs around his waist. This caused him to keel over so that he was now on top of her, his lips still wrestling with hers. Already, she felt an erection forming in his pants. It was pressing up against her inner thighs, making her even wetter.

Wanda had always found Lance to be attractive. And she knew he noticed her looks as well. But because of his relationship with Kitty, they never looked twice. But that was over now. He and Kitty were done. And that left them open to explore that attraction. This was just one of the ways they could do so.

“Wanda…” gasped Lance, separating briefly from the kiss, “Is this what I think it is?”

“If you think it’s me seducing you, then yes,” she replied, “Look, I know this is sort of sudden, but I really, REALLY want this, okay?”

“But why? Is something wrong?” he inquired, trying hard to ignore his throbbing erection.

“No. Nothing’s wrong,” she assured him, “I’m just a heterosexual girl who’s been holding this shit in for too long. I just want to let it out and I’ve always found you attractive, so why not?”

Lance was never one to think too much about a good thing. Having a hot, half naked girl underneath him wanting to fuck him was certainly nothing to complain about. Even if this was the Scarlet Witch, a girl who could put him into a world of hurt, she was still a young woman and a damn good lucking one at that.

“Besides, fucking me would definitely piss my brother off,” she grinned.

“Well he did just kick me out like the jerk he is,” said Lance huskily, “It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it.”

“Then it’s settled!” said the Scarlet Witch in a daze of lust, “Let’s do it! Let’s have sex and rub it in his face!”

“Mmm…payback is sweet!”

The deal was sealed. Their lust was in overdrive. Wanda’s legs were still wrapped around his torso and Lance’s dick was hard as a rock. And as they renewed their kissing, more clothing was shed.

Lance’s shirt was first, with Wanda eagerly sliding it off over his head. And with his manly upper body exposed, she eagerly attacked it with sensual rubbing and lustful kissing. Next was Wanda’s bra, with Lance reaching behind her back and undoing the clasp, letting it crumble in his hands.

Once she was topless, he kissed down her neck and along her cleavage. Four years had done a lot for her. She had really grown. Her breasts were nicely shaped and soft to touch. Taking them in his hands, he gave her tits a gentles squeeze, causing her to moan in arousal.

“Oh yeah!” she said, tingles of delight coursing up through her body, “That’s what I want!”

Showing her assertive power, she flipped Lance over so that now she was on top. And since it was not a good idea to fight the Scarlet Witch, he let her do as she pleased.

Trailing her lips down his well built chest, she started working on his pants. His raging hard on begged to be released and once it was freed, the teasing began.

“Wow,” she grinned, giving his member a few strokes, “Kitty actually gave this up?”

“Her loss,” shrugged Lance.

Laughing with a sultry grin, she tossed his pants aside and started licking his hard penis. Deep moans of arousal soon followed, fueling their growing lust. Wanda was soon in a daze, licking and rubbing his dick. It was making her so wet in her pussy. She had to have it in her. She needed to have sex.

“Mmm…you ready?” she said, flashing him a sultry look.

“Hell yeah,” said Lance confidently, “But I don’t have a condom. Are you on the pill?”

“Don’t have to be,” she said, rising to her knees, “I’m the Scarlet Witch baby. I control probability. And the chances of anything happening are only as great as I allow.”

It was a creative way to use her mutant powers, but Lance wasn’t complaining. It was just one less thing to worry about. Besides, he wanted to feel all her naked flesh.

Showing off her newfound sexuality, Wanda seductively swayed her hips as she slid her panties down her thighs, revealing her wet pussy. Lance’s mouth went dry when he saw her tender folds. He so badly wanted to be inside her and she wanted the same.

Straddling his waist, Wanda crawled atop him and captured his lips. Placing his hands on her hips, he adjusted himself so his cock was right outside her wet entrance. But before he slammed it in, there was one last matter to address.

“It may hurt, Wanda,” he told her, “Are you ready?”

“Don’t worry, I don’t have a hymen,” she assured him, “Broke it that time I got hurt from the sentinel. Now stop asking questions and start fucking me!”

“You want it, you got it!”

Grabbing her sexy ass, Lance guided his cock into her tight pussy. Wanda closed her eyes at the sudden feeling of penetration. It hurt a little at first since she had never had sex before, but as she lowed herself onto his dick and adjusted to his size, pleasure soon washed over the pain.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! It’s inside me! You’re dick is inside me!” she gasped.

“Hold on, Witch! This is just the beginning!” grinned Lance as he began fucking her.

His hands still on her ass, Lance thrust upwards into Wanda’s wet pussy, grunting at the feeling of tight flesh around his hot member. It felt so good since he hadn’t had sex since he and Kitty broke up. And Wanda was getting into it more.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she panted, a wave of new sensations filling her body.

“Yeah! You like that, don’t you?”

“Oh come on!” she shot, a look of insatiable lust on her face, “Is that all you got?! Come on, Lance! Rock my world!”

Grabbing his shoulders for leverage, Wanda gyrated her hips fervently along Lance’s hard cock. Sweat soon broke out all over their bodies as moans echoed through the cheap walls.

They were really getting into it now. Wanda was working her body with great vigor, bouncing her body up and down his cock at a vigorous pace. Lance supplemented this with upward thrusts of his own, pounding into her harder as they drew towards their climax.

After dragging this out for as long as they could, they could feel their orgasms coming strong. And in the spirit of their newfound lust, their naked bodies moved with increased fervor, wanting to make this feeling count.

“Uh-uh-uh-Lance! Lance! I’m cumming soon! I’m cumming soon! Oh fuck it’s so good! YES!”

“Uh-uh-Wanda! Uh-I’m cumming too! Uh-uh-oh fuck I’m gonna fill you up! I…I…ohhhhhhhhhhh God!”

Giving her ass a firm squeeze, Lance plowed into her as far as he could, hitting her cervix as he shot a load of his hot cum into her hot pussy. He let out a deep moan of satisfaction as he arched his body and absorbed the intense feeling of his release.

The feeling of his cum in her pussy was enough to send Wanda over the edge as well, causing her pussy to contract around his dick, her juices mixing with his.

“OHHHHHHHHHHH YES!” she cried, her back arching as a look of ecstasy formed on her face.

They panted and moaned at this powerful feeling and to cap it off, Wanda captured his lips in another kiss. Rolling to his side, their naked bodies remained entwined, their hands touching and rubbing their naked flesh.

“Thank you, Lance,” she said with a smile, “You know how to treat a woman.”

“What can I say? I like sex,” he grinned, “Besides, I’ve always found you attractive, Wanda. You’re strong, dark, and sexy.”

“In other words, much more exciting than Kitty,” she summarized.

“I guess you can say that,” he shrugged.

That earned him a laugh from Wanda.

“Well just so you know, “I’ve always found you attractive as well. And I’m glad we could share this. It sure beats the hell out of doing it alone.”

“Definitely!” grinned Lance.

As they lay together, fondling their naked flesh, Lance and Wanda kissed again. And even though they were still tired from the first time, it wasn’t long before their lust took over again.

“You good to go again?” purred Wanda.

“I’m ready if you’re ready!” grinned Lance.

With plenty of sexual energy to burn, Lance and Wanda went at it again.

This time, they tried a new position. Wanda flipped herself over so she was still on her side, but facing away from Lance as he held one of her legs in the air while he thrust his dick into her pussy from behind. Soon, the mantra of moans resumed and the blissful sensations filled the room again.

Eventually, they went on to explore more. Wanda got on her hands and knees, holding onto her bedpost while Lance fucked her from behind, rubbing her sexy ass and sending her into a world of bliss. They went at it like this until they climaxed again, but they still kept going at it, pushing their energy limits as they savored the feeling together.

“UH-UH-UH-UH-OH LANCE!” cried Wanda, “OH FUCK! UH-UH-OH HARDER! HARDER! OH YES! FUCK ME GOOD! FUCK ME REAL GOOD!”

“UH-UH-UH-WANDA! UH-OH FUCK YOU’RE SO GOOD! UH-UH-OH FUCK YEAH!”

But as they rocked their bodies to their orgasmic delight, downstairs their activity was not going unnoticed. And for Todd, Pietro, and Freddy, these noises left them utterly stunned.

“I can’t believe it,” said a heartbroken Todd, “My crimson cutie is bangin’ Alvers?!”

“Todd!” exclaimed Pietro, “Fuck, that’s my sister, damn it! I sweat to God I’ll kick Lance’s ass for this!”

“Why would you?” grinned Fred, “Wanda sure seems to be enjoying herself. But hey, if you want to stop her, be my guest. It’s your funeral.”

With a mortified look on his face, Pietro ran out at super speed while Toad retreated to the basement where he wouldn’t have to listen to this. Freddy stayed on the couch indifferent to it all as he shrugged to himself and picked up the magazine they had carelessly left behind.

“Oh well…more Playboy for me.”

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While much of the institute residents were having fun upstairs, outside, and pretty much anywhere else they could get naked, Scott and Jean chose to weather the storm in the lower levels. And since Logan had been out riding his bike all day, it was a perfect opportunity to use it before he trashed it again.

But as the afternoon wore on, someone did find them. Luckily, it turned out to be Alex, who spent the better part of an hour demanding details from his brother about how it happened. Scott did eventually tell him, but only after some coaxing from Jean.

In return, Alex told them about how everybody was humping like jack rabbits. It surprised them that their little stint into porn would affect everybody like this, but they weren’t complaining as long as they didn’t pester them.

“So let me get this straight…” said Alex as he, Scott, and Jean had a little fun with a target practice program, “Hugh Hefner himself called you guys and asked you to pose?”

“Yeah, that about sums it up,” shrugged Scott, using his optic blasts to hit the targets.

“So does that make you official Playboy playmates or something?”

“Well he did pay us full salary,” said Jean, “And he even gave us a ton of free Playboy attire. And now that the word is out, I can’t wait to break it in!”

“Yeah, I’m sure the male population of the institute will enjoy that,” grinned Alex, earning him a punch in the arm from Scott, “Ow! Well they will.”

Jean rolled her eyes in amusement as she hit the last few targets with her telekinesis, effectively ending the program and powering down the holograms.

“Seriously Scott, you’re wife’s a playmate now!” exclaimed Alex, “Do you have any idea how many men on this planet would envy that?”

“I don’t know and I don’t care,” said Scott honestly, “She’s still my wife, but I just don’t want people disrespecting her now because she’s a playmate.”

“And how is admiring my body disrespectful?” said Jean playfully, doing a few mock poses.

“Exactly!” said Alex triumphantly, “I’ve seen them and I say there’s a whole lot to respect. Except now I owe Gambit twenty bucks for a bet on whether or not ‘the carpet matched the drapes.’”

This time, Jean was the one who hit him and Scott was the one laughing. That left Alex with two sore arms, but he still got his point across.

“That’s pushing it, Alex,” said Jean.

“Hey, it’s no worse than what the girls talk about with Scott’s pictures,” said Alex, rubbing his arm, “Man you should hear them! And I thought boys were perverted!”

“Oh we all are down at heart,” made Scott, “Hopefully now they won’t think of me as such a stiff anymore.”

“Stiff in what ways?” grinned Alex.

“Don’t even try it,” warned Jean.

“Alright! Alright!” he said, holding up his hands in defeat, “Fine, be like that. Man, what is this? Wail on the brother-in-law day?”

“No, but we could make it that way if you keep those comments up,” grinned Scott.

“I’ll pass,” he muttered.

As they stepped out of the danger room, hot and sweaty from their workout, the trio stretched their limbs. A shower was definitely in order, but with the orgy going on upstairs, it was probably better to wait it out.

“So what do we do now until everybody wears themselves out?” asked Scott.

“Well I don’t know about you guys, but I need a shower,” said Jean, wiping the sweat from her brow.

“Uh…I wouldn’t try taking one upstairs,” warned Alex, “Last I heard, Bobby and Jubilee were still having some fun in there.”

“Oh boy,” sighed Scott, “I sure hope they clean it up afterwards. A lot of people use that bathroom.”

“We’ll yell at them later for it,” said Jean as she turned down towards the girl’s locker, “Until then, the locker room shower will have to do.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Scott as he and Alex headed down towards the boys area, “We’ll meet up with you afterwards and see if we can’t do something to keep ourselves entertained while everybody’s humping.”

But just as Scott was about to disappear with his brother, Jean stopped him as a sexy idea came to mind.

“Oh Scott,” she said, her sultry tone freezing him where he stood, “You know, I could a little company while I wash my hot, sweaty body.”

With a knowing grin, Scott eagerly joined his wife, leaving Alex behind to fend for himself.

“I’ll see you later man,” he told him as he walked off with Jean, “When my sexy wife beckons, I must answer.”

“Whatever,” sighed Alex, “I’ll just wash up…alone.”

Alex still couldn’t believe his brother’s luck. He was married to a Playboy playmate. He was on the Playgirl centerfold. Every girl in the mansion now wanted a piece of him and every guy was drooling over Jean. Now, everybody was hooking up, shacking up, and going at it like animals in heat. And here he was left high and dry.

It was times like this he cursed not having a girlfriend. Sure, there were plenty of attractive girls around the institute who lusted for him, but nothing serious ever came from it. He had even had a few sexual flings here and there with Tabitha and Amara, but that was about it. It never went deeper than sex.

“Damn,” he sighed as he entered the boy’s locker room, “Just my luck.”

But unknown to Alex, he was not alone. Scoping out the area from around the corner, Laura “X23” Howlett was stealthily following her senses.

After having spent enough time upstairs, she decided to take shelter down below. With all the sex going on, the scents were driving her crazy. Being that she had animalistic tendencies, the sexual ambience was sending her sex drive over the edge. Everywhere she turned, she sensed sex. It made her feel very funny inside. And being a confused teenage girl who spent her childhood in a lab, she sought solstice.

But there was no escaping her libido. The animal within her was going into heat. It made her think about those naked pictures of Scott. She wanted to touch and taste his naked flesh. It made the area between her legs so wet.

It was just too much for her. She had to do something to get this off her mind. But upon entering the lower levels, she got a scent that once again sparked her raging sex drive.

“That smell…” she said, sniffing the air, “God it smells good.”

The distinctive smell of manly Summers musk made her legs tremble. Her vagina started throbbing again, craving the taste of naked flesh. She tried to pull herself away, but it was just too hard to resist something so alluring.

Hearing the showers in the boy’s locker room going, X23 used her advanced stealth skills to sneak into the area. Steam was already starting to billow out, making the whole area a few degrees hotter, which did little to help with Laura’s hormones.

Not making a sound, she drew nearer to the scent. The closer the got, the hotter she got. And as she saw sensed someone washing themselves, her body erupted into a frenzy of arousal.

Stopping at the area just outside the entrance to the shower area, Laura sunk to the floor and slowly peaked around the corner. And what she saw took her breath away.

“Oh my…”

It hadn’t been the presence she expected, but it was close enough. There he was, Alex Summers, standing in all his naked glory, the hot water cascading down his ripped, manly flesh as he washed himself. She thought it was Scott, but since brother’s tended to share similar scents, it didn’t surprise her.

Never before had she seen such a sight. Naked pictures of a man was one thing, but the real deal was truly something else. Plus, Alex was very attractive. And she did harbor somewhat of an attraction to him since he had been so much nicer to her when she arrived. But that was probably because he wasn’t there when she attacked.

While she sat on the floor, she felt the area between her legs become wetter. She started panting as eyed the naked man before her. She began rubbing one of her breasts, unable to hold in her sexual energy. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to get this out of her system.

“Damn, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she growled, “But I have to!”

Lifting up her shirt and undoing her bra, Laura rubbed herself more fervently. Letting out grunts of sexual hunger, she kept her eye on Alex while she pinched her nipples and kneaded her breasts.

Having grown quite a bit over the last four years, she had plenty to fondle. And since Ororo had been nice enough to teach her about sex, she knew how to pleasure herself. She was just never this horny before.

Her breathing became more labored as she craved more. Undoing the fly to her tight fitting black pants, she reached into her panties and started fondling the moist folds of her pussy. Spreading her legs slightly, she teased her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her body.

“Ohhhhhh…” she moaned.

However, that caught Alex’s attention. It was hard to make out over the noise of the shower, but he thought he heard something. Quickly, Laura retreated behind the wall and tried hard to keep her moans down. Luckily, Alex shrugged it off and continued with his shower. But Laura was just getting warmed up.

Closing her eyes and resting her head against the wall, Laura kept fondling her wet cunt. She craved this feeling. It burned so strongly inside her, like an animal in heat. And the more she did it, the more intense the sensations became.

A thin layer of sweat was breaking out all over her body. The heat from the steam and the heat from her sexual energy was making her very hot. Soon, she was using both hands to pleasure herself, one to fondle her breast and the other to rub her pussy.

She imagined that it was Alex who was touching her. She imagined it was him rubbing her breasts and stroking her pussy. Her feral attraction focused her sexual energy on the image of one man. And with his scent still filling her system, she couldn’t help but embrace this feeling.

“Hrah! Hrah! Hrah! Ohhhhhhhhhh!” she panted, trying to keep her voice down as she bucked her hips, letting out deep growls with each motion.

She could feel her peak coming fast. Slipping two fingers into her wet hole while rubbing her clit with her thumb, her inner muscles started throbbing as her raging hormones reached a fevered level.

Then, as she gave her breasts a tight squeeze, she thrust her hips upwards as she plunged her fingers in as far as they would go, feeling the mind-numbing bliss of her release consume her.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes!” she cried, unable to hold it in.

Unfortunately, she was a little too loud this time. Alex heard her clearly and didn’t brush it off. Turning off the shower, he grabbed a towel and wrapped around his waist.

“What the…” he pondered as he followed the source of the noise, “Is someone there?”

As Laura came crashing back to earth, she quickly rose to her feet.

“Shit!” she cursed, pulling her pants up and putting her shirt back on.

She knew she would have to change underwear after this and her hand was soaked with her womanly juices. Wiping it off on her shirt, she tried to get away. But Alex found her first.

“Laura?” he said, confused by her presence.

“Oh…hello Alex,” she said, her voice indifferent as she tried to conceal her feelings.

Now Alex was really confused.

“Uh…what are you doing here?” he asked, “This is the boy’s locker room.”

“I know,” she said, turning away so he couldn’t see her blush, “I’m sorry. I was just leaving.”

Without another word, Laura left the locker room without looking back. If she had, Alex would have seen her face blushing bright red. Seeing him naked was an image she’d never forget. And after having brought herself to orgasm from it, she’d never look at him the same again.

‘What’s happening to me?’ she though, still feeling very hot inside, ‘Why can’t I stop having these…these urges? And why does Alex have to make me feel them?’

Shaking her head clean, she sought out the solstice of the danger room. Maybe ripping some sentinels to shreds would take her mind off it. But first, she was going to have to change her underwear.

For Alex, however, he just stood there in a daze, not quite knowing what just happened.

“Whoa. What was that about?” he wondered.

Turning back towards the shower, something suddenly caught his eye. Looking down at the floor, he saw Laura’s discarded bra. Feeling even more intrigued, he began putting some of the pieces together. But that only made him feel more shock.

“Oh boy, that girl is really something,” he said as he picked up the lone garment, “But what’s going on with her? I wonder…”

Knowing this was probably going to bug him for the rest of the week, Alex went to get dressed. It had been a long day and it was sure to be remembered for a long time to come at the institute. It was just a question of where they all went from here.

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AN: Next up, Rogue/Remy and Scott/Jean. Please tell me what you think! Review this fic via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the adultfanfiction website. Thank you all for reading and I wish each and every one of you the best.