Change of Heart

Sorry about the long delay, I’ve been writing a bunch of Simpson stories lately! Enjoy the chapter! XD Sorry, I couldn’t get any Rogue/Logan into this chapter! Promise to try and get them in the next one though! I hope I made up for my absence with this long chapter!! ^.^ Once I started writing, I just couldn’t stop1! XD

Oral sex and masturbation in this chapter! XD

Chapter 8-How much more embarrassed can you get?


*Mystique’s Dream*

I was being pushed against the wall with my lover kissing at my neck. He thrust into me, my leg wrapping around his waist as my fingers dug into his shoulders. I cried out as his movements became harder, my head fell back against the wall as his mouth moved down to cover my breast. “J-James!!” I groaned, my orgasm racking my body. He growled into my neck as he came as well. The two of us stayed like that for several minutes, trying to slow down our breathing. “James…” I whisper softly after I had my breathing under control.

“Hmmm?” He questioned, pulling away from my neck to look at my face.

“I…I need to tell you something…” I hesitated slightly before hurrying with what I was saying. “I…I’m pregnant!” I stuttered, watching the surprise spring up on his face.

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Mystique sat up quickly, gasping from the dream. She gripped her head as memories suddenly washed rapidly over her. ‘I remember…the day I was turned into what I look like now. They altered my DNA, which changed my eyes to this bright yellow, turning my skin blue. I didn’t know for what reason they did this at first. But…I didn’t realize until now, the reason they did it was because I was pregnant. Those twisted bastards…wanted to see what altering my DNA would do to my baby…’ Mystique felt tears run down her face at this revelation. ‘They were getting ready to do more experiments on me, when James rescued me. He got me out of there and sent me on my way while he kept the people busy so I could run away. I remember running into the forest surrounding the complex. I had kept going until I had collapsed with exhaustion. When I had woken up, all I could remember was my name and that I was a mutant.’ She curled on the bed and cried for the child who she didn’t really know. Who had to wear a mask to hide what he really looked like from the people who didn’t understand how special he is for being a mutant. The boy who was now nearing manhood, the boy who didn’t even know his father was closer to him than either of them even knew.

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Charles sighed in exasperation. He had finished putting together about half of Cerebro around 3 o’clock. He frowned suddenly, worried that he hadn’t seen Mystique since earlier that morning. ‘I should go check on her.’ He thought as he rubbed his aching head. ‘I need a break from this anyway.’ He reached out with his telepathy, brushing gently against everyone’s minds as he searched for the blue shapeshifter. Finding her in his room, he made his way there.

Charles moved over to the sleeping figure in his bed. Mystique was curled under the covers and he was reluctant to wake her. He couldn’t help himself from running his hand through her red locks though. “It’s a good thing no one usually comes into my room.” He said softly, just imagining what everyone would say, or do, if they saw Mystique in his bed. “It was awkward enough that she had to show herself as a half-naked woman in my bed. If everyone knew it was actually Mystique, what would they think?” As he looked down at the sleeping shape-shifter, allowing his fingers to trail lightly down her neck, he found himself not caring. He slid onto the bed, taking his shoes and jacket off before slipping under the covers. He rolled towards Mystique, finding his hand reaching out to cup her cheek, his thumb running lightly over her lips.

The blue mutant shifted slightly and Charles held his breath. She scooted closer to him, her fingers curling in his shirt. When Mystique didn’t wake up, he moved closer, resting his forehead gently against hers and sliding the hand on her face down to wrap around her waist. ‘Somewhere along the line…I’ve grown to care quite a bit about Mystique…’ Charles thought as he slid into a peaceful slumber.

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Mystique woke to the feel of warm breath against her throat. She found her cheeks heating up as she realized how closely his body was pressed against her. Charles’ arm was wrapped around her waist, his face tucked under her head, lips pressed against her throat. She shivered at the sensation. It had been a long time since she had been in such an intimate position with anyone and she felt a warmth curl in her lower belly. ‘Oh god! This is not good!’

Mystique bit her lip as she found her hands reaching out to run lightly over his chest. ‘What the hell am I doing?’ She questioned herself as she pressed her body even closer against him, swallowing hard as she rubbed her hips slowly against his. She felt him harden against her and heard his breath pick up.

She rolled her hips slightly harder against him, letting an unintentional moan leave her lips. She gasped as he rolled ontop of her suddenly. Charles was still asleep, but his lips sucked hotly on her neck as his hand slid under her shirt to stoke over her taut stomach. Mystique’s breath was coming in short gasps now, her body so hot she felt like she was burning alive. Her breath caught in her throat when his questing fingers slid under the waistband of her underwear, his warm fingers brushing her curls teasingly. Her fingers undid the buttons on his shirt, slipping underneath to feel the muscles of his chest. One of her legs hooked around his waist which pressed his erection more firmly against her heated core.

Mystique didn’t notice when Charles began to wake up. Still groggy from an erotic dream he had been having, Charles continued with what he was doing, his fingers sliding farther down to brush her clit, his tongue tasting her flesh. Her hands slid around to his back, still under the shirt. Charles’ eyes flew wide open as her fingernails dug into his shoulders. He pulled far enough away from her to look down at her face. ‘Well…now I know why my dream was so vivid!’ He thought as his eyes locked onto Mystique’s lust filled ones.

They both were flushing deeply and her breathing was rapid. He could feel her chest heaving against his own. He opened his mouth to say something but was at a loss for words. He realized his hand was still in her underwear and pulled it out, coughing in embarrassment. Mystique’s mouth opened slowly, but before she could say anything, the door was thrown unceremoniously open. She quickly changed her appearance before the person in the doorway saw what she really looked like.

“Oh….um, sorry to…interrupt anything!” It was Storm. ‘I never remember Storm seeking me out so much before…’ Charles thought as he hovered over Mystique. “I wanted to make sure you and Asta...” That name was said with a dark inflection. “Knew it was time for dinner. I’ll leave you two alone then…” The door was shut harder than necessary, leaving the two in an awkward silence. Charles tugged her leg from around his waist and pushed farther away. Mystique understood what he was doing and pulled her arms out from under his shirt, dropping them and her leg onto the bed below.

Charles then rolled away, needing to get away from her heated body. Her soft curves pressed so closely against him were driving him crazy. He shivered slightly from the loss of her body heat and flopped onto his back, throwing an arm over his eyes as he tried to cool himself down. ‘Damn!! This is not going to work!!’ He groaned softly, the sound muffled by his arm. There was a shifting on the bed next to him, but Charles ignored it. Until he felt fingers tugging at the fastenings of his pants. He shot into a sitting position, which was a bad idea. Mystique was sitting on his thighs, sitting up pressed her body against his own, his groin rubbing slightly against her. “W-what are you…doing?” He questioned in a strained and shaky voice, feeling his erection pulse in response to her closeness.

“You can’t possibly get rid of that in time for dinner…” She stated softly. “Besides, I was the one who caused it, so it’s only fair for me to take care of it…” Charles was about to tell her that he would be fine, but he lost all ability to speak when her hand plunged into the opening of his pants to stroke him through his boxers. All that came out was a soft whimper. He saw a smug smile cross Mystique’s lips as she changed back into her normal form, her hands pushing his boxers down, freeing his erection from its confines.

Charles leaned back on his hands as she began stroking his hardness. She scooted down his legs and before he realized what she was doing, she had taken him into her mouth. He hissed through his teeth at the feeling of her warm wet mouth around his erection. Mystique’s tongue stroked him as she bobbed on him. Her sharp teeth accidentally brushed the side of his cock, causing Charles’ hand to reach out, tangling into her red locks as he grunted slightly. She increased her pace, sucking slightly harder on him, drawing moans and whimpers out of him.

Mystique reveled in the power she had over him right now, and an idea struck her suddenly. She pulled back, letting him slide from her mouth. “Why did you agree to help me?” She asked, watching his eyes blink slowly as he tried to clear his fuzzy head.

“Wha….?” Charles questioned, sitting up farther to rub at his head with his free hand. “I…can’t… do we have to have this discussion now?” He asked through clenched teeth, his eyes were slightly glazed over, his erection preventing him from coming up with a coherent thought.

Mystique just sat farther back, pulling away from him. Charles hissed slightly through his teeth and untangled his hand from her hair before bracing that hand on the bed behind him as he leaned back and gripped his cock with his free hand. Her eyes widened, cheeks flaming as she watched his hand stroke his erection. Before she knew what she was doing, Mystique found herself pushing her pants and underwear down and off. His eyes were closed so he didn’t see, but they flew wide as she pushed him backwards onto the bed. His hand stopped moving and he stared incredulously at her. Before he could say anything, she pushed the hand on his cock away and began rubbing her groin against his.

“My-mys…tique…” Charles managed to murmur. Her face buried in his neck in response.

“Just…don’t talk…” She hissed, rolling her hips harder against his erection. His arms wrapped slowly around her back. *F-fine…we…have to hurry though…* He told her telepathically, she nodded against his throat and moved quicker against him. Charles couldn’t believe this was happening, it may not be intercourse, but this was a more intimate moment than what had happened before. It made him feel very strange. He pressed his face into her hair, his breathing picked up as her warm body pressed fully against him.

*I…I’m close…* He told the blue shapeshifter on top of him. She bucked her hips hard against him and his eyes widened as her teeth bit his neck. He moaned as a wave of pleasure shot through him, his arms tightening slightly as he orgasmed. Mystique stopped moving at that, pulling away from his neck to lick at the wound she had made there. Charles’ breath was ragged and uneven. Mystique hadn’t come, her body still extremely hot, her clit was pulsing uncomfortably. She gasped in surprise when he rolled them over, pushing himself down her body until his mouth was level with her groin.

“W…what are you…?” Her voice trailed off into a moan as his mouth latched onto her clit, sucking hard on it as his fingers pushed their way slowly into her warm and wet opening. “I…thought we were…supposed to hurry…” She said as his fingers wiggled slightly inside her. Charles pulled back to look down at her face briefly, flashing a smile at her.

“Right…” He said, before returning his mouth to her and thrusting his fingers quickly in and out of her. Mystique bit her hand hard to muffle her cries of pleasure. Her pulse was racing her breathing raggedly coming out from around her hand. She tasted blood as his fingers curled inside her, rubbing repeatedly against that spot, causing her vision to blur.

“C-come on, come on…so close!” She hissed, her hands moving down and gripping his head as she bucked her hips upwards and tugging his mouth harder against her clit. Her legs slid around his back, her heels digging slightly into him. Charles sucked harder on her, causing her to groan and jerk as she came, his fingers brushed against her sweet spot continuously until her body stopped spasming. He pulled his fingers out of her, lifting his mouth from her. Mystique’s eyes were clouded with an unreadable expression as he gazed down at her. “W-well…we should head to dinner now…” She murmured, her voice shaky as she unlocked her legs and hands from around him. He gave her a nod as he rolled off towards the edge of the bed.

“I…need to clean up…” He said in a deep husky voice as he slid into his wheelchair, disappearing into the bathroom. Mystique lay there, breathing heavily as she tried to sort out her confused thoughts. ‘What came over me?’ She thought, running her hand through her hair which was clinging to her neck with sweat. ‘I…need to clean up as well…’ She smiled wryly at the ceiling as Charles entered the room again.

She sat up and looked over at him, his shirt had been re-buttoned and tucked back into his pants and his jacket was pulled on. He looked quite composed for having just had an orgasm. ‘Lucky bastard…’ She thought darkly, watching as he quirked an eyebrow at her. “What did I tell you about reading my mind?” Mystique asked with a small smile, he just laughed and gestured towards the bathroom. She slid off the bed and slipped into the room, carrying her underwear and pants. Once inside the bathroom, she cleaned cum off her stomach and wiped the wetness off from between her legs.

She then ran her fingers through her hair. ‘Charles really needs to get a brush…’ Mystique froze at that thought, watching her eyes widen in surprise. ‘Why…would I care? I mean, I found out what happened in my past, so why should I continue to stay here?’ She stared at her reflection in the mirror, frowning deeply. ‘That…is right. I don’t need to stay here any longer…I learned what I needed to know…’ But she found herself reluctant to tell Charles what she had learned, because then she would have to leave. And she realized, strangely enough, that she didn’t want to leave this place. ‘The only reason I want to stay is so I can learn more about my son!’ She tried to convince herself of that fact as she finished with her hair and pulled her clothes back on. She headed out of the room and shifted into ‘Asta’. “Well, shall we then?” Charles nodded and the two of them headed out of the room and walked down the hall towards the dinning room.

Of course everyone was already there eating. The two of them drew the eyes of everyone, and the tension in the room was thick. Charles couldn’t meet the eyes of anyone as he moved towards the table, Mystique sitting down next to him. “What are you all staring at?” The blue shapeshifter asked irritatedly, glaring at Storm in particular who was glaring in Mystique’s direction. Eyes shifted away from the two and conversation returned, albeit hesitantly. Charles threw her a grateful look before finding something to eat, even though he didn’t feel like eating at all. Mystique followed suit, not even tasting any of the food as she ate.

Rahne, who was sitting across from the two, was extremely uncomfortable. Even though she wasn’t in wolf form, she still had more advanced senses then any of the others. Her cheeks were flaming and she stared at her lap. Kurt was sitting next to her and asked quietly if she was alright. She looked up at him and shot a furtive look at the two across from them. He raised his eyebrows up at her, a curious expression on his face. She sighed slightly and tugged him closer, whispering something in his ear. His eyes went wide and his cheeks flushed as well, but a small almost imperceptible smile crossed his lips.

Mystique tried to enjoy dinner, but the angry glares that Storm were shooting at her were getting on her nerves. ‘What the hell is wrong with her? I wonder if she’s…no, it couldn’t be…could it?’ She decided to test her theory out and leaned close to Charles, pressing her lips against his ear. “I never got the chance to…thank you for what you did earlier…” She whispered softly, pulling back far enough to see his cheeks turn a dark pink.

“Uh…you’re welcome…” He whispered back, coughing lightly before returning to his dinner. Mystique sat back in her chair and turned her gaze onto Storm, seeing her eyes turn hostile. ‘She is jealous!!’ I realized as she stood suddenly and spun on her heel, hurrying out of the room. “I’ll be back in a few.” Mystique whispered to Charles, he blinked quickly at her but nodded. He watched as she left out the same door that Storm had left through.

Mystique hurried after the weather witch as she hurried down the hall. She managed to catch up with her and grip her wrist, tugging her to a stop. Storm spun around, her face full of anger at seeing who had grabbed her. “What do you want?” She hissed, glaring at her.

“What the hell is your problem with me? You don’t even know who I am!!” Mystique growled back at the weather witch.

“That’s the problem!!” She yelled, flinging the other woman’s arm off her. “I don’t know you, nobody does!! But apparently Charles knows you very well!!” Her chest was heaving with anger as her eyes bored holes into the other woman. “You’re just some damned hooker he picked up!!” Mystique’s nostrils flared with anger, her eyes changing yellow and back to green too quickly to catch. Before she knew what she was doing, the blue shapeshifter had swung her hand hard across the dark-skinned woman’s face. The slap echoing in the long hall. Storm gasped, her eyes going wide as her hand reached up to the red spot on her face.

“I don’t give a damn what you say about me, but how dare you accuse Charles Xavier of picking up a hooker!?” Mystique seethed, clenching her jaw tightly together as she pointed a finger at the other woman. Before Storm could respond to that, the blue mutant spun on her heel and walked quickly down the hallway and back into the dining room. She sat down next to Charles and cut viciously at her food.

“What happened?” He questioned, placing his hand on hers to still the mutilation of her dinner. Mystique turned toward him with a sour look on her face.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” She stated, pushing his hand off hers so she could continue to eat. He frowned slightly, but let the subject drop. Dinner continued with no further incidents. The room began to empty as people finished eating, taking their dishes into the kitchen and piling them up to get washed. The room was soon empty of everyone except Charles and Mystique, leaving the two of them in an awkward silence.

“Um…it’s my turn to wash the dishes, care to join me?” He finally asked, glancing almost shyly at her. She nodded and the two of them headed into the kitchen with their dishes. Charles washed while Mystique dried the dishes. Both were relatively silent, not really knowing what to talk about after a moment like that. Once they were done and had dried their hands, the blue shapeshifter started towards the door of the kitchen but stopped when Charles’ hand wrapped around her wrist. “Mystique…” He said softly, neither one noticing the door open slightly, the figure freezing in the doorway to listen in on their conversation. “I promised to help you recover your memory of your past. We’ll need to work together on that, so let’s not let what happened between us become…awkward.”

“Like it isn’t already?” She asked with a wry smile. He laughed softly and gave a little shrug.

“Okay, let’s not let it get more awkward then! Deal?” He asked, reaching out his hand towards her, she smiled and moved closer shaking his hand.

“Deal! Now I believe you have Cerebro to continue working on. Mind if I join you?” She questioned.

“Not at all! I’d enjoy the company very much!” He stated, motioning her to follow him. The two of them headed off to the room Cerebro was in. Rahne hurried away from the kitchen to report to Kurt what had been said between the two of them…


Tbc

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