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Chapter 7
Solo masturbation in this chapter!!
Sorry about the long wait!! Hope I made up for it with this chapter though! XD
I couldn’t come up with a good title for this chapter, let me know if you have any ideas for one! XD
Chapter 7
Rogue leaned against the bathroom door, breathing heavily from her encounter with Logan. ‘Damn it! Why’d he have to do that?!’ She tugged her gloves off and slid her hands into her underwear, one hand slid down to stroke her wet folds while the other rubbed her clit. She groaned softly as her fingers slid into her heated core. ‘Logan…how can’t you see that ah love you!’ She thought to herself as she began thrusting her fingers in and out, whimpering softly at the pleasure as tears slid down her face.
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Charles sighed, rubbing his temples in irritation as he stared down at the disassembled Cerebro. ‘This is going to take a while to fix. Jean won’t fix it until Logan and Rogue are back, but I can’t wait that long to have it in working order. I need Cerebro…’ He was only at it for a couple minutes when Mystique entered the room, stopping next to him. “Oh, hello Mys…” He trailed off suddenly, catching his mistake. “Ah, how did you know I was here?” He asked instead, glancing up at her.
“Storm pointed me in your direction. I told her my name was Asta, but told her I didn’t want to talk about how we ‘met’ each other. We’ll need to work that out soon.” Mystique told him, leaning over the console to examine the pieces of Cerebro, a smirk on her face. “Ah teenagers!!” Charles grumbled incoherently under his breath, causing Mystique’s smile to widen as he continued working on fixing Cerebro.
“I may love them dearly, but sometimes I just want to strangle them!” Her laughter was light-hearted and cheerful, sending warmth through Charles’ body. He felt his irritation melt and couldn’t help smiling, looking up he locked his warm brown eyes onto hers. Mystique’s laughter stopped abruptly at the expression on his face. Her heart raced furiously in her chest and she felt a warmth rise to her cheeks. ‘What the hell?!’ She asked herself, hand raising to rub her suddenly spinning head. Mystique gasped at a sudden pain in her back and she winced.
“Are you alright?” Charles asked, concern evident in his voice, hands gripping her arms gently to steady her swaying.
“Y…yes…” She muttered softly. Charles frowned deeply as her skin flashed blue briefly, before changing back.
“You are not. I need to check your wounds…” He said almost to himself. Gripping her wrist firmly but gently, he tugged her out of the room.
“I’m fine! Really!!” She sighed as he ignored her, leading them back to his rooms. Shutting the door behind them, he disappeared into the bathroom. Mystique sat on the edge of the bed, grumbling to herself. He returned shortly with bandages and a bottle of ointment.
“Come on.” He muttered, gesturing at her. Sighing, she took her shirt off and turned to sit cross-legged on the bed, changing back into her normal form. Charles wheeled behind her, keeping the stuff on his lap. He then found the edge of the bandages wrapped around her middle, and began pulling them off. It came off quickly, until he came to the part directly against her skin. Mystique gasped sharply as the bandage pulled painfully at her wound. “The blood has dried to the bandages…” He muttered, examining the spot closely.
“You think?” She asked darkly. Charles didn’t answer, disappearing back into the bathroom. She could hear the sound of running water, then he returned. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw him with a bucket filled with water which he sat on the floor behind her. He immersed a washcloth into the water and lifted it to the bandage, squeezing the water out to wet the area thoroughly. Mystique gasped as the warm water hit her wounds, dripping down her back. “Damn, that stings!!” She hissed as he began peeling the bandage off.
“I know, sorry.” He said softly, fingers working as quickly as they could. “I’m being as careful as possible, you’ll just have to bear with me.” Charles told her, pulling more bandage off. Mystique bit her lip to muffle her whimpers of pain.
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“Kitty!! Come on!!” Kurt tugged the brunette’s arm, trying to get her to hurry.
“What do you want to show me?” She asked, irritated at being woken up so early on a Saturday morning. It was 10, but normally she would sleep much later. Kitty was not happy right now!!
“Just hurry already!!” Kurt led them to Professor X’s rooms, tugging her a little ways down the hall from his door. “Phase us through the wall here.” He pointed. “And stay quiet!”
“Alright, alright!!” She muttered in irritation, tugging him through the wall and into a dark and enclosed space. Kurt tugged her forward and slid open a door partially. Looking through the crack it made, Kitty saw with utter shock, Mystique sitting half-naked on Professor X’s bed…
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Logan stood outside the bathroom door, trying to figure out what he should do. “Damn it,” He muttered softly. “I don’t get what her problem is lately…” He trailed off as he heard strange moaning coming through the door. He leaned his head against the door, arms on either side of his head as he listened. ‘What the hell? Is she…masturbating in there?!’ Logan frowned deeply as he felt his groin begin to stir at the sounds coming from Rogue.
“Logan…” He heard her say from the other side of the door, it came out as a sob. More was said, but it was drowned out by her crying. ‘Great,’ Logan thought to himself as he pushed away from the door. ‘Now she’s crying! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?!’ Furious at himself for making Rogue cry, he spun on his heel and hurried from the hotel room, slamming the door behind him.
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After several minutes of working, Charles managed to pull the rest of the bandage off. “Ah, finally!” Mystique muttered, stretching carefully.
“Some of your wounds have opened. They’re not too bad, but we should wait until they stop bleeding to re-bandage you.” He brushed his fingers softly over a wound on her shoulder, frowning deeply at the damage.
“Alright.” Mystique responded quietly. Her arms covering her breasts as her face heated up from the sensations his touch sent through her. ‘Damn, what’s gotten into me lately?’ She wondered as his warm fingers trailed lightly over several more of her wounds, sending warmth to curl into the pit of her stomach. “Could I take a shower?” She questioned him.
“Oh,” Charles murmured as he pulled his hand away, realizing he was letting his fingers linger a little too long. “Of course, that might help the bleeding stop as well.” She shifted and he closed his eyes, hearing her move off the bed and head towards the bathroom.
“Ah…thank you…” Mystique said quietly. Charles risked turning around to see her looking over her shoulder from the doorway. “For…everything you’ve done to help me…”
“It’s no trouble at all, Mystique.” He told her, smiling brightly. She gave him a brief flash of her teeth, then headed through the door, shutting it quickly behind her. Charles pulled himself onto his bed, grabbing his book from his bedside dresser to read until Mystique was done.
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Kurt pulled Kitty away from the door, putting her hand on the back of the closet wall. Understanding what he wanted her to do, she gripped his arm and phased them through.
The two of them walked silently to Kurt’s room, not speaking until the door was closed behind them.
“What’s Mystique doing here?” Kitty asked, flopping onto the bed. Kurt sat down next to her, crossing his legs and looking down at his friend.
“I’m not quite sure. I heard Herr Logan yelling about someone being that cat Professor Xavier had, so I teleported into the closet and saw him throw Mystique into a mirror, then he tried to choke her. The Professor entered the room and argued with Logan, he left and Professor Xavier cleaned and bandaged her wounds and went to sleep with her in his bed.”
“Wow,” Kitty murmured, rolling onto her back to stare at the ceiling. “So, do you want to find out why she’s here?” She asked, glancing at Kurt. He nodded and Kitty smiled widely. “Well then, we’re going to need some help!!” Kurt grinned and the two began plotting how they were going to find out what the blue shape-shifter was doing at the mansion.
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Mystique gritted her teeth at the pain from the warm water hitting her wounds, she leaned heavily against the shower wall. Her forehead was resting on the cool tiles, arms resting on either side of her head. “Damn that stings!” She hissed through her teeth. Pushing away from the wall she washed her body, careful of her wounds. Once she was done showering, Mystique dried off gently and dressed. She wrapped the towel around her chest and headed into the bedroom.
Charles set his book aside and slid back into his wheelchair as Mystique sat in the same spot she had before. She tugged the towel off, allowing him access to her wounds. Charles immediately applied the ointment to her wounds and then went to work on re-bandaging her. He started just below her chest, wrapping the bandage around her middle and working his way slowly up.
“Hey! Watch the hand!” Mystique muttered as Charles’ hand brushed accidently over her breast.
“Uh, sorry.” He said quietly, blushing. ‘At least she hasn’t asked how I bandaged her before!’ He thought to himself, blushing darker. He had gotten a good look at her exposed chest when he put the bandages on her in th first place, it was unavoidable with her unconscious. ‘I didn’t try to look, it just happened.’ He finished wrapping the bandage around her and sat back in his chair. “Finished.”
“Good.” Mystique commented, sliding her shirt back over her head. “I think I’m going back to sleep, I’m still rather tired.”
“Alright.” Charles gave her a nod and turned to leave.
“Good luck with Cerebro!” She told him, watching as he looked over his shoulder from the doorway. He smiled, eyes twinkling with amusement.
“Sweet dreams, Mystique.” He murmured, smile widening slightly before he flicked off the light and headed out of the room. Mystique curled under the covers finding herself lulled to sleep by the intoxicating scent of Charles Xavier…
Tbc
I am really sorry about the long wait! I was going to have a reveal in this chapter but couldn’t quite get it in! I swear it will be in the next chapter though!! I know, not much of Logan and Rogue but they will show up more in the next chapter!!
Sorry about the long wait!! Hope I made up for it with this chapter though! XD
I couldn’t come up with a good title for this chapter, let me know if you have any ideas for one! XD
Chapter 7
Rogue leaned against the bathroom door, breathing heavily from her encounter with Logan. ‘Damn it! Why’d he have to do that?!’ She tugged her gloves off and slid her hands into her underwear, one hand slid down to stroke her wet folds while the other rubbed her clit. She groaned softly as her fingers slid into her heated core. ‘Logan…how can’t you see that ah love you!’ She thought to herself as she began thrusting her fingers in and out, whimpering softly at the pleasure as tears slid down her face.
X X X X X X X X
Charles sighed, rubbing his temples in irritation as he stared down at the disassembled Cerebro. ‘This is going to take a while to fix. Jean won’t fix it until Logan and Rogue are back, but I can’t wait that long to have it in working order. I need Cerebro…’ He was only at it for a couple minutes when Mystique entered the room, stopping next to him. “Oh, hello Mys…” He trailed off suddenly, catching his mistake. “Ah, how did you know I was here?” He asked instead, glancing up at her.
“Storm pointed me in your direction. I told her my name was Asta, but told her I didn’t want to talk about how we ‘met’ each other. We’ll need to work that out soon.” Mystique told him, leaning over the console to examine the pieces of Cerebro, a smirk on her face. “Ah teenagers!!” Charles grumbled incoherently under his breath, causing Mystique’s smile to widen as he continued working on fixing Cerebro.
“I may love them dearly, but sometimes I just want to strangle them!” Her laughter was light-hearted and cheerful, sending warmth through Charles’ body. He felt his irritation melt and couldn’t help smiling, looking up he locked his warm brown eyes onto hers. Mystique’s laughter stopped abruptly at the expression on his face. Her heart raced furiously in her chest and she felt a warmth rise to her cheeks. ‘What the hell?!’ She asked herself, hand raising to rub her suddenly spinning head. Mystique gasped at a sudden pain in her back and she winced.
“Are you alright?” Charles asked, concern evident in his voice, hands gripping her arms gently to steady her swaying.
“Y…yes…” She muttered softly. Charles frowned deeply as her skin flashed blue briefly, before changing back.
“You are not. I need to check your wounds…” He said almost to himself. Gripping her wrist firmly but gently, he tugged her out of the room.
“I’m fine! Really!!” She sighed as he ignored her, leading them back to his rooms. Shutting the door behind them, he disappeared into the bathroom. Mystique sat on the edge of the bed, grumbling to herself. He returned shortly with bandages and a bottle of ointment.
“Come on.” He muttered, gesturing at her. Sighing, she took her shirt off and turned to sit cross-legged on the bed, changing back into her normal form. Charles wheeled behind her, keeping the stuff on his lap. He then found the edge of the bandages wrapped around her middle, and began pulling them off. It came off quickly, until he came to the part directly against her skin. Mystique gasped sharply as the bandage pulled painfully at her wound. “The blood has dried to the bandages…” He muttered, examining the spot closely.
“You think?” She asked darkly. Charles didn’t answer, disappearing back into the bathroom. She could hear the sound of running water, then he returned. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw him with a bucket filled with water which he sat on the floor behind her. He immersed a washcloth into the water and lifted it to the bandage, squeezing the water out to wet the area thoroughly. Mystique gasped as the warm water hit her wounds, dripping down her back. “Damn, that stings!!” She hissed as he began peeling the bandage off.
“I know, sorry.” He said softly, fingers working as quickly as they could. “I’m being as careful as possible, you’ll just have to bear with me.” Charles told her, pulling more bandage off. Mystique bit her lip to muffle her whimpers of pain.
X X X X X X X X
“Kitty!! Come on!!” Kurt tugged the brunette’s arm, trying to get her to hurry.
“What do you want to show me?” She asked, irritated at being woken up so early on a Saturday morning. It was 10, but normally she would sleep much later. Kitty was not happy right now!!
“Just hurry already!!” Kurt led them to Professor X’s rooms, tugging her a little ways down the hall from his door. “Phase us through the wall here.” He pointed. “And stay quiet!”
“Alright, alright!!” She muttered in irritation, tugging him through the wall and into a dark and enclosed space. Kurt tugged her forward and slid open a door partially. Looking through the crack it made, Kitty saw with utter shock, Mystique sitting half-naked on Professor X’s bed…
X X X X X X X X
Logan stood outside the bathroom door, trying to figure out what he should do. “Damn it,” He muttered softly. “I don’t get what her problem is lately…” He trailed off as he heard strange moaning coming through the door. He leaned his head against the door, arms on either side of his head as he listened. ‘What the hell? Is she…masturbating in there?!’ Logan frowned deeply as he felt his groin begin to stir at the sounds coming from Rogue.
“Logan…” He heard her say from the other side of the door, it came out as a sob. More was said, but it was drowned out by her crying. ‘Great,’ Logan thought to himself as he pushed away from the door. ‘Now she’s crying! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?!’ Furious at himself for making Rogue cry, he spun on his heel and hurried from the hotel room, slamming the door behind him.
X X X X X X X X
After several minutes of working, Charles managed to pull the rest of the bandage off. “Ah, finally!” Mystique muttered, stretching carefully.
“Some of your wounds have opened. They’re not too bad, but we should wait until they stop bleeding to re-bandage you.” He brushed his fingers softly over a wound on her shoulder, frowning deeply at the damage.
“Alright.” Mystique responded quietly. Her arms covering her breasts as her face heated up from the sensations his touch sent through her. ‘Damn, what’s gotten into me lately?’ She wondered as his warm fingers trailed lightly over several more of her wounds, sending warmth to curl into the pit of her stomach. “Could I take a shower?” She questioned him.
“Oh,” Charles murmured as he pulled his hand away, realizing he was letting his fingers linger a little too long. “Of course, that might help the bleeding stop as well.” She shifted and he closed his eyes, hearing her move off the bed and head towards the bathroom.
“Ah…thank you…” Mystique said quietly. Charles risked turning around to see her looking over her shoulder from the doorway. “For…everything you’ve done to help me…”
“It’s no trouble at all, Mystique.” He told her, smiling brightly. She gave him a brief flash of her teeth, then headed through the door, shutting it quickly behind her. Charles pulled himself onto his bed, grabbing his book from his bedside dresser to read until Mystique was done.
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Kurt pulled Kitty away from the door, putting her hand on the back of the closet wall. Understanding what he wanted her to do, she gripped his arm and phased them through.
The two of them walked silently to Kurt’s room, not speaking until the door was closed behind them.
“What’s Mystique doing here?” Kitty asked, flopping onto the bed. Kurt sat down next to her, crossing his legs and looking down at his friend.
“I’m not quite sure. I heard Herr Logan yelling about someone being that cat Professor Xavier had, so I teleported into the closet and saw him throw Mystique into a mirror, then he tried to choke her. The Professor entered the room and argued with Logan, he left and Professor Xavier cleaned and bandaged her wounds and went to sleep with her in his bed.”
“Wow,” Kitty murmured, rolling onto her back to stare at the ceiling. “So, do you want to find out why she’s here?” She asked, glancing at Kurt. He nodded and Kitty smiled widely. “Well then, we’re going to need some help!!” Kurt grinned and the two began plotting how they were going to find out what the blue shape-shifter was doing at the mansion.
X X X X X X X X
Mystique gritted her teeth at the pain from the warm water hitting her wounds, she leaned heavily against the shower wall. Her forehead was resting on the cool tiles, arms resting on either side of her head. “Damn that stings!” She hissed through her teeth. Pushing away from the wall she washed her body, careful of her wounds. Once she was done showering, Mystique dried off gently and dressed. She wrapped the towel around her chest and headed into the bedroom.
Charles set his book aside and slid back into his wheelchair as Mystique sat in the same spot she had before. She tugged the towel off, allowing him access to her wounds. Charles immediately applied the ointment to her wounds and then went to work on re-bandaging her. He started just below her chest, wrapping the bandage around her middle and working his way slowly up.
“Hey! Watch the hand!” Mystique muttered as Charles’ hand brushed accidently over her breast.
“Uh, sorry.” He said quietly, blushing. ‘At least she hasn’t asked how I bandaged her before!’ He thought to himself, blushing darker. He had gotten a good look at her exposed chest when he put the bandages on her in th first place, it was unavoidable with her unconscious. ‘I didn’t try to look, it just happened.’ He finished wrapping the bandage around her and sat back in his chair. “Finished.”
“Good.” Mystique commented, sliding her shirt back over her head. “I think I’m going back to sleep, I’m still rather tired.”
“Alright.” Charles gave her a nod and turned to leave.
“Good luck with Cerebro!” She told him, watching as he looked over his shoulder from the doorway. He smiled, eyes twinkling with amusement.
“Sweet dreams, Mystique.” He murmured, smile widening slightly before he flicked off the light and headed out of the room. Mystique curled under the covers finding herself lulled to sleep by the intoxicating scent of Charles Xavier…
Tbc
I am really sorry about the long wait! I was going to have a reveal in this chapter but couldn’t quite get it in! I swear it will be in the next chapter though!! I know, not much of Logan and Rogue but they will show up more in the next chapter!!