New Blood

New Blood
Chapter 9: Demon Seed

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Sinister’s Lab

Anna Marie lay anxiously on a cold hospital bed as she waited for the results of her blood test. It had been a day since her and Kurt’s arrival. After completing the impromptu test in the training arena, Charles Xavier told them the grand story of the Hellfire Club. He talked about who they were, what they stood for, and how their mother had helped them over the years. It was quite a story, one that would have been too fantastic to believe had Mystique not confirmed his every word. Then he made them an offer to join as pawns in the Inner Circle. It was a chance to do something with their lives and after being secluded from the world for so many years, they eagerly accepted.

Based on the skills they showed earlier, the Black King was enthusiastic about their arrival. But Mystique made it clear that she would still be involved. He didn’t have a problem with this, but she knew she would have to cede some authority. They would also receive no special treatment. They would be just as responsible for upholding the Hellfire Club bylaws as everybody else. They would also share in the same benefits, pleasures, and privileges as well. One of those privileges was access to their advanced knowledge of mutants. The Black King promised Rogue that he had the means to help her control her powers so she could touch again and he was already making good on that promise.

She wished he chose a better doctor though. This Mr. Sinister guy still gave her chills. But if he could help her touch again, she could care less how he looked. For support, one of her fellow pawns, Scott Summers, stayed there with her. Having gone through this process himself, he felt it was appropriate he be there to help their newest member through. Sage was also present. Her psychic talents would be necessary for the procedure. Plus, it could never hurt to have an extra eye on Sinister.

“Hmm…very interesting. Very interesting indeed,” said Sinister as he looked over her data.

“Interesting as in good or interesting as in Ah’m fucked?” said Rogue.

“Neither,” he answered, “You’re mutation is quite unique, Anna. I’ve never seen anything like it and given my experience that’s saying a lot. Your ability to drain ‘life energy’ as we define is very complex. The mechanisms by which you absorb so much physiological and biological information is truly remarkable. I’m still struggling to understand how your body adapts to each absorption. Any normal person would have their insides destroyed by such dramatic change in such a short period of time.”

“Is that supposed to make meh feel better?”

“It should make you feel special, my dear. You’re quite the little mutant marvel. You’ve given me a whole new area to research.”

“That’s all well in good, but what about bein’ able to touch? Can you do anything about that?” she asked intently.

Sinister sighed. She had a truly unique mutation that defied all known mechanisms of evolution and biology and all she could think about was touching again. She couldn’t possibly appreciate the majesty of nature the way he could, but it would have been nice if some of Xavier’s little pawns showed some respect for science. It was insulting not to in his presence.

“Hank, if you please?” said Mr. Sinister.

“Of course,” said Hank as he finished typing up his data, “While my associate catalogues your information, I’ll explain to you what we’re going to do. Even though we do not yet understand the processes by which your powers operate, your mutation still functions like any other. The mutated X-gene is integrated into your genome and expresses itself in a ways that allows you drain energy. What that energy does to the gene itself is uncertain and we’re still trying to ascertain the potential limitations of your ability.”

“Will ya cut it with the technical crap already? Ah was never that much a science buff,” said Rogue, “What’s all this got to do with helping meh?”

“It has everything to do with helping you. You see, I tell you this because your blood test uncovered that while your powers are fully functional, the entirety of your X-gene isn’t being expressed. There are a few segments of DNA that are not synthesizing the necessary proteins. And we suspect it’s that section of your mutation that enables you to control your powers. It’s just not active.”

“So one part turned on while the other stayed off,” summarized Scott.

“Exactly!” said Hank, “So our best bet is to ‘awaken’ the remaining DNA so to speak.”

“And how are ya gonna do that?” asked Rogue nervously.

“Simple…by forcing it to do so with a special dose of radiation.”

Before Rogue could inquire further Hank hit a button on a small remote control pad. This activated an intimidating looking instrument that was hanging from the ceiling. It looked like a robotic arm, but had this crystal-like rod on the end of it. Rogue watched as the device extended downwards and pointed directly at her. It sent another chill through her spine. All the sudden she felt like a lab rat in a freaky experiment. It didn’t help that Hank pulled out some restrains from the side of the bed.

“Now if you’ll be so kind as to lie still,” he said, “I’ll need to restrain your arms.”

“Like hell you are!” shot Rogue defiantly, “Ain’t no way Ah’m letting you tie me to this bed while you shoot me with God knows what!”

“Rogue please…” said Sage in a calm, collected tone, “This is going to help you. Don’t you want to be able to touch again? To be able to hold hands with someone close to you without hurting them?”

“Of course Ah do. But…”

Then Scott cut her off with a calming gesture.

“I know it looks intimidating. Believe me I went through the same thing. I once thought I was doomed to wearing special glasses for the rest of my life to keep my eyes from blowing away anything I looked at. But I went through with it. Now I can see in full color and my powers are stronger than they’ve ever been.”

There was clearly sincerity in his tone. She could also see it in his eyes. There was a special brightness to them that not only hinted at the power that lay behind them, but also told a sad story of seclusion and isolation. It was a story all too similar to her own. It was a story she shared with many of her fellow pawns. It was comforting because it reminded her she wasn’t alone for once. With that kind of support, she sucked it up and took a chance.

“So are we doing this or not? I’d like very much to get back to my research so choose quickly,” said Sinister indifferently, who had been prepping the device.

“Okay…let’s do this,” said Rogue with newfound confidence.

“Very well. I promise you’re in good hands, Rogue,” assured Hank, “Now would you please let me restrain your arms? This procedure is a little…uncomfortable.”

That wasn’t a pleasant thought. But Rogue set it aside and relaxed.

“Go ahead, Dr. Beast. Let’s get this over with.”

Hank couldn’t help but laugh somewhat at that nickname. She must have picked that up from the other pawns because that’s what they started calling him. He made one little comment about embracing his feral nature and it turned into an all out label. He couldn’t say it wasn’t appropriate. And he never scolded anybody for using it. But it was a sign to him that he was allowing himself to become more an animal at times. And that had some baggage with it.

After Hank restrained Rogue’s arms and legs, he and the others stepped back. Sinister’s devices always had a way packing a lot of volatile energy into a small space. If something went wrong, it was smart to keep their distance. He also handed out goggles since this device also put on quite a light show. Sage and Scott kept a reassuring eye on her, helping to keep her at ease since it gave her something else to focus on. Time slowed as she watched Hank and Sinister adjust the device to the proper setting and then power it up.

“Put your goggles on,” ordered Sinister, “It’s going to get very bright in here. Are we ready, Hank?”

“Ready sir,” affirmed his associate.

“Then brace yourself Anna. Let’s finish what nature started.”

Rogue nodded nervously, swallowing the lump in her throat as Sinister threw the switch. The device then came to life. The wires and nodes that littered the body of the arm-like device lit up in an array of reddish orange colors. It moved in closer until it was a mere two feet above her. She could hear it humming with energy. And with each passing second, the crystal tip grew brighter with yellow light. It looked like it would fire at any minute. Her heart rate was soaring. This was it. This was her chance to touch and be touched again.

Then tip of the device erupted in a burst of brilliant yellow light. The light consumed and surrounded Rogue from heat to toe, filling her with energy the likes of which she never felt before. It was more than uncomfortable. It was painful. It felt like her insides were being cooked in a microwave. Her whole body was soon covered in sweat. Then her muscles tensed violently. Her whole body arched as the energy surged through her, bathing her every cell. She thrashed so violently she nearly tore the restraints off. But they held strong.

“Errrrrrrrrrrrrr! Augh! Ahhhhhhhh fuck!” she exclaimed through the pain.

“Try and relax, Anna. It’ll all be over soon,” said Sinister in a tone remarkably calm for someone listening to so much pain.

But while Hank and Sinister remained indifferent to Rogue’s suffering, Scott and Sage tried to encourage her. Sage used her telepathic talents to send calming thoughts to her mind. This helped lessen the thrashing and eased the pain slightly. She was still breathing hard, but she was toughing it out. Having seen others go through this before, she showed a remarkable pain tolerance. Sage could definitely see Mystique’s influence in her. And while she helped her mind, Scott tried to encourage her.

“You can to it, Anna! Just think about how you’ll be able to touch again when this is over! Just think about all the pain you won’t have to feel for being cut off from the world! Think of all the new opportunities you’ll have to enjoy your life!”

His words rang true. As her body glowed with the energy, she closed her eyes and focused her mind on something else. She remembered all those times she saw people holding hands, kissing, hugging, or just playfully slapping each other and how that made her feel. She always lamented how she would never know that. She used to cry herself to sleep every night thinking she would never know that simple joy. But this would fix it. Once this was over, she would have her chance to feel all those sensations. She just had to be strong.

Once she was calm, the process went smoother. Hank and Sinister adjusted the device as necessary until every procedure was complete. They tuned out her discomfort. Personal feelings towards a subject always got in the way of science. Sinister taught Hank how to handle it. He himself spent lifetimes mastering it. This was just another experiment for him. And as the data streamed in, he grew more intrigued by the potential of this power.

The process went on for a good five minutes. For Rogue it was the longest five minutes of her life. But with encouragement from Scott and psychic help from Sage, she got through it. When the energy ceased and her body stopped glowing, she let out a sharp gasp and groaned. She almost passed out, but remained conscious. She felt like she just ran a marathon. Her muscles were all sore from the violent thrashing and her mind was clouded. But if it allowed her to touch again, it would all be worth it.

“How do you feel, Anna?” asked Sage.

“Tired,” she replied, “Fixing your mutation takes it out of ya.”

“But did it work?” asked Scott intently, remembering vividly how he had been in Rogue’s position.

“Ah don’t know. Ah don’t feel all that different.”

“Then by all means, try it out,” said Hank, who was more concerned with the data on his computer.

“But what if something goes wrong?” she wondered nervously.

“Then don’t. Doubt my genius. Everybody else does,” said Sinister, his words dripping with sarcasm.

Rogue cast him a snide look, but he didn’t even look away from his equipment. No wonder this guy had a name like Sinister. He had no social skills whatsoever. But that didn’t mean this crazy process she didn’t understand failed. Looking down at her hands, she wondered. Was it really over? Could she know that feeling of closeness again?

“Go ahead,” said Scott, holding out his hand, “See for yourself.”

“You sure you wanna volunteer for somethin’ like this, sugah? I’ve put a lot of people in a world of hurt because of mah powers,” warned Rogue.

“I’ll risk it. Question is, will you?”

She cast him a half-grin. Scott was a bold guy and he had a way with words. She couldn’t help but noticed he sounded like Xavier with the way he carried himself. There was that calm, confident, reasoning that was so distinctive when he talked to them about joining the Hellfire Club. There was plenty to admire about that. Plus, it helped that Scott was kind of cute.

“Okay…but you’ve been warned.”

Taking a deep breath, she reached for his hand. She still hesitated at first, but Scott showed no signs of backing away. First she tapped his palm. Nothing happened. There was no surge of energy or paralyzing feeling. Her heart jumped even if it was just a tap. Then she took his hold hand in hers and it was confirmed. She could touch again. She could still feel the power simmering beneath her skin, but she was in control of it now.

“Wow…” she said in an excited tone, “It worked! Ah can touch again!”

“You’re welcome,” said Sinister, who remained dispassionate despite Rogue’s reaction.

She found herself getting a little overeager. She didn’t just hold Scott’s hand, she squeezed it and felt all the way up his arm. She rose up from the bed and pulled him closer, wanting to feel the warmth of another human being. It was so comforting. She hadn’t touched anybody in so long it felt almost alien to her. But it all soon came back to her and she had to hold back tears from the joy and relief she felt.

Scott couldn’t help but laugh a little. He didn’t expect her to get that friendly. But he couldn’t blame her. He got just as excited when he got his sight back. After it sank in she realized what she was doing and blushed.

“Uh…sorry,” she said, “Guess Ah got a little carried away.”

“It’s okay. I understand,” assured Scott, “Just warn me next time.”

“Sure thing, sugah. Sometime a girl can’t help herself.”

There was a flirtatious undertone to her voice. Combined with her southern accent it was downright seductive. It had been a long time since she got to flirt with anybody. When she was growing up she always had a sassy side, but when her powers kicked in she had to hold back. It felt good to be friendly again. Hopefully she could work on that more now and it helped that the Hellfire Club had many opportunities to do so.

“I hope you realize the importance of this change, Anna,” said Sage, maintaining a serious demeanor, “Your indoctrination into the Hellfire Club doesn’t stop at controlling your power. You must also learn to use it.”

“Ah don’t know, Miss Sage,” said Rogue, looking back down at her hands, “Maybe it’s best Ah keep this power to myself and stick to busting heads like mah mama.”

“Nonsense. There’s a lot of potential in your abilities. Imagine for instance that a foe to the Inner Circle emerges and they possess mutant abilities that overwhelm those around you. You could gain the upper hand by draining that foe, rendering him impotent and unable to fight back. Then there are situations where we need information from someone. You won’t always have the luxury of a telepath to aid you. You could still get that information by draining them and taking their memories. You just have to be skilled in how you apply yourself.”

“Ah guess that makes sense. It’s just hard to imagine these powers being anything but a curse because Ah always ended up hurting innocent people.”

“Well now that you’re in control, you get to be the judge of who is innocent and who isn’t,” said Sage strongly, “As a pawn of the Hellfire Club you will be required to make numerous judgments. Certain situations may dictate that you use your power to dominate an adversary. And you have to be willing and able to do that.”

“Believe meh, that’s not a problem. Mah mama taught me the same thing,” said Rogue, “But how would Ah even begin? Ah could barely handle it before.”

“Oh don’t worry about that,” assured Scott, “Maximizing your mutant potential is something The Hellfire Club is very good at. Stick with us and you’ll aspire to more than you’ve ever dreamed. You’ll get plenty of other perks along the way.”

That earned Scott another playful smile from Rogue. It all felt so surreal to her now that she was in control. It was still sinking in that she had a power she could now control. But she was starting to warm to the idea. There were a lot of possibilities for this power. If she had control back when she was still a girl, she would definitely have some choice words with her biological parents. But that was the past. She was excited about the future for once. If she could learn to use this power, there was a lot she could accomplish. And this time she wouldn’t let anybody or anything hold her back.

Hellfire Manor Archives

Kurt Wagner wandered the opulent manor all morning. Last night he could barely sleep. He was too excited and curious about these people and this organization. The Hellfire Club was unlike anything he ever imagined. He always speculated about whom it was his mother worked for, but he never imagined this. It was amazing to contemplate a secret organization like this dominating politics, economics, and social affairs. It was even more amazing considering that the organization had only gained such immense levels of control with Charles Xavier’s ascension. This was where civilization could be guided on a given path. And now he and his adopted sister were a part of it.

The archives in the manor especially caught his fancy. Here there was a wealth of information about a variety of subjects that the average person didn’t have access to. There was everything from the history of the Hellfire Club to secrets about major historical events like World War II, the Kennedy Assassination, and the Cold War. But what most intrigued him was the information Hellfire had regarding spiritual matters. He was fascinated to find out that magic was real and there were gateways to other worlds. It impacted him on a very personal level.

While being raised by Mystique and Irene left little room to pursue spirituality, the subject had always fascinated Kurt. Whenever he wasn’t training or helping out with Irene, he looked up books on theology, mythology, and religion. Seeing as how his appearance resembled that of a demon, it was only natural he sought to understand beliefs about them and where these ideas came from. Mystique always taught him that all religious teachings were nonsense and he shouldn’t take any particular faith seriously. He never developed a true preference for a particular denomination, but he was still curious. Few religious texts went into details about demons. All they ever said was that they were evil and nothing more. That always bothered him. Where did these notions of good and evil beings come from? Maybe the Hellfire Club could give him the answers he sought.

Kurt gathered up a few books on the Occult. There was a lot to choose from, but he had to start somewhere. And many of these texts looked old and worn. There was no information on publications so chances were these books weren’t found in any library or book store. They were completely original copies. That meant the words inside were unedited and the secrets within were there for him to uncover.

“The private journal of Alistair Crowley: Master of the Occult,” he read from one of the titles, “Sounds like as good a place to start.”

He opened up the first couple of pages. He felt a certain excitement in learning about this subject. It touched on something he had been struggling with all his life.

“Enjoying a little light reading?” came a cold voice.

Kurt looked up to see Selene standing at the entrance to the archives. She looked surprised to see him here, but she also looked pleased.

“Uh…just browsing, Mistress Selene,” said Kurt.

“I see,” she said as she walked up to him and looked at some of the books he gathered, “You have good tastes. I didn’t know you were interested in the Occult.”

“I’m interested in all spirituality. I know zhat’s kind of strange given my appearance. You can’t imagine how many times Anna called me out on it.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, I assure you. You’ll find that the occult and the mystic arts in general have much to offer. We here at the Hellfire Club have always been deeply involved in it. You especially might appreciate it. There’s a lot to be said about a world most other religions try to suppress. I personally find it pathetic that every major faith spends so much time anguishing over the darker parts of the spirit. They can preach and study all they want. It’s never going to change the fact that we all have a touch of evil inside us.”

She cast an ominous smile towards Kurt. It sent a chill up his spine. Mystique had warned him about this woman, but he never told her much about her. She only said she was a bitch with no equal. But she was talking about something nobody ever wanted to discuss with him. He couldn’t help but listen.

“Um…forgive my ignorance, but I really don’t know all that much about Occult or zhe mystic arts or anything like zhis really. I vas amazed just to find out magic was real.”

“Oh you poor boy,” she said, playfully gesturing at his furry face, “You’ve been stuck in a world that has denied whole worlds from curious minds. Don’t blame yourself. Blame the ignorant masses who spend too much time avoiding mystical matters and too little time enjoying their benefits. You’re the product of a civilization that has gone down so many wrong paths it’s tragic.”

“Vell I vouldn’t call zhem wrong,” said Kurt, shivering somewhat at her touch, “Every faith sees the spiritual world in a different light.”

“And you’ll find that most are wrong. There’s a lot more to the spiritual world than you think and you won’t find much droning endlessly over your typical holy texts. You’ll find much more objective information here.”

“So I’ve noticed. Maybe one of these books vill help me find what I’m looking for.”

“And what might that be if you don’t mind me asking?”

“A soul…one that I can truly have faith in,” he said distantly.

Kurt fell silent for a moment as he looked down at the book by one of the worlds most famed Occultists. There were so many times in his life when he wished he had something to hang onto greater than himself. He never got much help from Mystique or Irene. He never even set foot in a church. Yet he longed for a spiritual understanding. He needed it to prove to himself and others that he wasn’t truly a demon deep down.

“All my life, I’ve searched for something to believe in. My mother never took me to church or really talked about spiritual matters so I never got the chance most people get vhen the get in touch vith zheir inner souls. It may not be zhat big a deal to most people, but vhen you look like I do…you know.”

“What? You think that just because you look like a demon you have to prove yourself by having some spiritual connection?” scoffed Selene.

“No, it’s not zhat. I just…I vant something or someone to assure me zhat I’m still human underneath zhis mutated body. And I vant to know zhat who I am inside is vorth having faith in.”

The young man sounded like a typical insecure teenager. That alone was proof to Selene he was human to a painfully normal level. It was a shame too because she had actually met some real demons before. She an appreciation for demons that few others shared. Even if Kurt wasn’t a real demon, that didn’t mean she couldn’t grant him the same admiration.

“Sorry if I sound like I’m brooding,” said Kurt sheepishly.

“Don’t be. As long as you’re a pawn I might as well do my part. And it’s a good thing you told me. I just may be able to help in your search.”

“Really? How?”

“By letting you in on a little secret…”

The Black Queen leaned in closer to the young man, her presence now dominating over his.

“The world you think you know is but a fraction of what’s really there. Forget everything you’ve ever read in books or heard form crackpot zealots who claim to know the truth. They all foolishly delude themselves by creating a perfect little netherworld that they pray exists even after their dead. They pray and they pray, but no amount of praying can ever change the truth.”

“And vhat is zhe truth?” asked Kurt, now hopelessly drawn in.

“That the soul and spirit we so covet is nothing more than skin deep. You want to find your soul? Look in the mirror. Your soul and spirit are an extension of your flesh. For better or for worse, every thought, feeling, and sensation is a part of it. Every other faith would have you believe that the spirit lies outside the body and that we must deny our worldly pleasures to enrich it. But they’re all wrong…dead wrong.”

Selene’s gaze hardened as she opened up the book Kurt was holding to a page that depicted a demon. And it just so happen to resemble him.

“The Hellfire Club chooses the imagery of hellfire because it represents that which others decry as sinful. We embrace greed, lust, power, and indulgence. We don’t waste time on meaningless rituals that offer only false comfort. We spend more time enjoying our own desires and that of the organization. The core of our philosophy both spiritual and material revolves around accepting the darker side to ourselves rather than fighting it. That darker side is what leads us to our greatest fulfillment. That’s why we’re so good at what we do.”

“But vhat does power, money, and sex have to do vith spirituality? Isn’t zhat zhe opposite of what it means to have faith?” said Kurt, much of this sounding completely opposite of what he understood to be true.

“Faith is just a blanket-term people use to relate to forces they don’t understand. But here at Hellfire, we understand more than the mindless masses could ever hope to. I’ve lived long enough on this planet to know the true nature of angles, demons, heaven, and hell. I’ve mastered mystic forces that grant me much of my greatest desires. That to me is very fulfilling. That is what makes up my faith.”

He still looked pretty beleaguered. A lot of this was new to him. He taught himself to think one way and Selene was challenging it every step of the way. It was a lot to take in for someone who just joined, but the Black Queen saw in him a desire to know more.

“Do yourself a favor, Kurt…don’t waste time on spiritual pipe dreams. They are nothing but distractions to you and your spirit. You don’t need to find yourself. You need to embrace yourself. You may not be a demon, but that doesn’t mean you can’t embrace your demonic nature.”

“Vhy vould I vant to do zhat?” said Kurt skeptically, “I’ve spent my whole live trying to get away from being a demon.”

“Do you even know what a demon really is?” laughed Selene, “Seriously, where did you read that they were all bad and evil?”

“Vell…zhe Bible sure made it clear. So did zhe Quran, zhe Vedas, and…”

“Oh please, every one of those texts were written and edited by bias men who had no clue what really goes on in other realms! I know because I’ve seen the originals. They paint demons in a much different light. Did you know they feed of passions and sensations? Did you know they are embodiments of rebellion and defiance? That’s not necessarily evil.”

“It’s not good either,” Kurt pointed out.

“Good…evil…it’s all a matter of interpretation,” she scoffed, “The point they bring home is that we are all creatures of desire. Our soul purpose in life is not to distance ourselves from them, but to indulge in them. It is one of the highest and most sacred creeds of the Hellfire Club. Find something you want and then do whatever it takes to get it. Don’t let anybody get in your way or tell you its wrong. And enjoy yourself along the way. What good is a life where you don’t enjoy everything the world has to offer?”

It sounded pretty selfish. But when Kurt took a moment to think about it, he did see some substance to it. If the soul and the body really were connected like Selene described, then wouldn’t feeding such desires also feed the soul? It sounded pretty out there.

“I zhink you’re out of my league in zhis area, Miss Selene,” said Kurt, “I’ve only read books about zhese matters. I’m not even close to forming my own beliefs just yet.”

“I know. That’s why you’re joining us at the perfect time. You’re young and you’ve been cut off from the world unjustly. Here you can finally develop yourself. And if you want, I can teach you a few things along the way that might help.”

“Really? Zhat vould be great! Can you teach me more about magic? And vhat about demons? Vill I have a chance to learn about zhem?”

“You’ll have a chance to learn about everything,” said Selene, showing off some of her skill by making her eyes flash red through a quick and dirty magic spell, “You’ve got a curious mind. That’s good. You’ve also got a willingness to embrace the supernatural. That’s even better. Stick with me and I’ll satisfy your cravings for knowledge and power. And if you play your cards right I might just let you in on a few ‘special’ plans down the road.”

“Plans? Vhat kind of plans?” asked Kurt.

The Black Queen grinned sadistically. She had this boy’s attention. She saw in his eyes a passion for everything mystical. None of the other pawns shared that passion. Jean may be the exception, but she didn’t sense in her the potential to really embrace the darkness. Kurt, however, with his demonic appearance, secluded upbringing, and spiritual eagerness may prove different. He may very well be of use to her when she took her ambitions to the next step.

“That I can’t tell you…yet. You’re still young and have much to prove. But if you want…”

Suddenly she was cut off. Mystique had entered the area and when she saw who he was talking to she got his attention.

“There you are, Kurt. I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” she said.

“Sorry mother. I vas just talking to Miss Selene,” he said.

“Well you’ll have to cut it short. Anna just got back and it looks like whatever they did worked.”

“You mean she has control now?” said Kurt, his eyes lighting up at the news.

“She does. And I want us there to greet her.”

“Of course! Just let me put zhese books away.”

Kurt then turned to Selene, who was anything but pleased by Mystique’s interruption.

“Sorry Misss Selene. Ve’ll talk another time, ja?”

“Certainly,” she said, “Run along then. Be sure you don’t lose those books.”

“I von’t. I promise.”

The young mutant teleported away to his room. As much as he wanted to learn more about the spirit world, family came first. Rogue was excited at a chance to control her powers and as her adopted brother, it was only proper he be there to congratulate her.

But even after he left, the shape shifter lingered a bit, never taking her eye off the Black Queen. She sent a clear stay-away-from-my-son message with her expression. But Selene never stopped grinning. She wasn’t intimated by her. She wasn’t intimidated by anyone. Of all the unsavory people Mystique had met in her illustrious life, Selene was in a league all her own. Her capacity for evil and sadism knew no bounds. She could hurt people in ways that defied description and took pleasure in it. Mystique shuttered at the idea of her now being in close proximity to her kids. But she came along with the deal she made with Xavier. If her children were to gain the benefits of the Hellfire Club, they would have to learn from and associate with Selene. She didn’t have to like it, but she had to accept it. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t keep an eye on her.

As she walked off, Selene stood back and contemplated this development. Kurt was an intriguing young man with the potential to play a big part in her plans, but that mother of his was sure to mettle. Mystique had a cozy relationship with Xavier and even she had to admit she got the job done whenever they gave her a mission. She was a valuable asset, hence untouchable by her usual means. But in the future she may become a liability. Mystique was like her in a sense because she let nothing stand in her way when it came to getting what she wanted, but she lacked her special touch. And should she cross her, she had to be ready to take her out.

Kurt, Rogue, and every other pawn in the Hellfire Club was just another piece to plan. It was all leading to something big. She wasn’t sure how it would take shape, but it was definitely going to happen. She would make sure of it.

Xavier’s Office – Later

It was getting late as Charles Xavier and Mystique tipped their wine glasses to their new arrangement. The Black King was pleased with how Kurt and Rogue were adjusting. They were making friends with the other pawns and getting acquainted with Hellfire ideology. After seeing how they handled their first test yesterday, he saw them as new assets. And now that they were here, they would have all the comforts and privileges Mystique wanted for them. But despite this triumph, Xavier noticed that the shape shifter was a little off tonight.

“You’re looking a little tense, Raven. You’ve drank over half my Merlo,” said Xavier as he sipped his glass.

“What? I haven’t drank in a while. Magneto was never big on alcohol. He said it was ‘destructive’ to team cohesion,” she replied sarcastically.

“Is that the only reason? Or is something troubling you? Is it about Rogue gaining control of her powers? You know that now she can touch that opens up many new opportunities.”

“No, I’ve already talked to her about that,” muttered the shape shifter, “Believe me, that was an awkward conversation. But I know how Anna is. She’s a teenage girl with an outgoing side to her. I know she’ll take full advantage of Hellfire’s abundance of sex.”

“Then is it about her working the clubs?” asked Charles, “I know you were against that, but you must understand that this is how all pawns must prove themselves. I’ve made some accommodations so she can do more mercenary training, but you have to consider the possibility that she may embrace sex work for a while.”

“I know. If she ends up loving sex as much as I do there’s not much I could do to stop her in a place like this. But that’s not what bothers me most.”

“Then what is it?” asked Xavier intently.

Mystique drank the rest of her glass in one full gulp. She wanted to be happy. She was already working on her sixth glass of wine, but it didn’t seem to be helping. Everything was going so well. Kurt and Rogue were adapting well to their new surroundings and Xavier had nothing but good things to say about their potential. He went on and on about how they were going to help the Hellfire Club and how they were going to have every luxury they deserved. Mystique should have been glad. This was what she wanted for her kids. It was proof to her that she made the right decision in choosing to trust Xavier all those years ago when he helped save her and an infant Kurt. There was just one minor detail that didn’t sit well.

“I’m grateful for all you’ve done, Charles. Really, I am. I only want what’s best for my kids. But earlier today I saw Kurt having a friendly conversation with Selene.”

“Selene having a friendly conversation? Are you sure it was her?” joked Xavier.

“I’m serious. They were talking about something and from the looks of it she had Kurt’s full attention. I wish I could say it was just because she was wearing that tight black corset she always wears, but I don’t think that was the case.”

“Would you feel much better if it were?”

“That’s besides the point,” said Mystique with a frustrated sigh, “Kurt and Anna have everything they need to prosper here. But I don’t like the idea of either of them getting too close with Selene. It’s okay if she trains them, but I don’t want her to have any more influence beyond that!”

“While I can’t say I blame you, don’t you think you’re overreacting just a tad? You don’t even know what they were talking about.”

“I don’t care. I’ve seen how that woman works. Once she sinks her claws into someone she changes them. Even if she doesn’t torture them, she turns them into a different person. They become darker and colder. They even pick up on her tastes for sadism…that is if she lets them live long enough. And I don’t want that to happen to my children.”

She was getting worked up. She probably never considered Selene being a factor when she brought Kurt and Rogue in. She assumed the Black Queen would treat them the way she treated the rest of the pawns. But if this conversation she mentioned was as deep as she suspected, there might be something to it. Xavier always liked to keep tabs on Selene’s activities. He had to or she would backstab him the first chance she got. But if she was getting closer to some of the pawns, that could create new problems.

“I understand you’re concern, Raven. And I can’t say I blame you. But remember that I promised you that you’re children would be safe and prosperous here and I never go back on my promises,” said Xavier in a reassuring tone.

“I know. I trust you, Charles. It’s Selene I don’t trust,” said Mystique, “That’s why I want you to do everything in your power to keep her from getting to them.”

“You’re asking me to control Selene?” said the Black King skeptically.

“I know. It’s next to impossible. But you’ve seen how Kurt and Anna can be. They’re stubborn, thick-headed, and don’t always think before they act. And when they find something that intrigues them, they just won’t let it go.”

“Can’t imagine where they got that trait from,” snickered Xavier.

“Don’t start with that again,” said the shape shifter, rolling her eyes, “But even if you can’t control Selene, at least try to be the bigger influence. I’d much rather have them take after you than that woman.”

“Oh believe me, Raven, the last thing I want is another Selene in our midst.”

“Good. Then do we understand each other?”

“I’ll do all I can. You have my word.”

That was good enough for Mystique. Xavier had kept his promises so far. Hopefully he would be able to keep this one. But she knew as well as he did that Selene was capable of anything. There were no guarantees with her. All she could do was hope that Kurt and Rogue would steer clear of her. And if not, hopefully she could get to them before it was too late.

Xavier finished his wine and sat back down at his desk. Despite this new development, it had been a productive night. The ranks of the Hellfire Pawns were growing and he had high hopes for all of them. It was a lot of work, but it was already paying dividends. Already they had stopped the Brotherhood and averted a global crisis. And each passing day they were increasingly drawn into to the Hellfire ideology and lifestyle. Kurt and Rogue should be fine additions, especially with the encouragement of their mother. But there was still much to be done.

“Well now that we got that out of the way we can move onto other matters,” said the Black King as he pulled out a file from his desk, “While I’m sure you’d rather be spending time here with your kids, I have a new assignment that requires your expertise.”

“All this generosity never comes free, does it?” commented Mystique.

“Does anything?” he quipped, “But I’m sure you’ll find this assignment to be quite engaging.”

“What is it? Another radical mutant team?”

“Not quite,” he said as he handed her the file, “You’re going to be infiltrating Department H, the highest level department in the Canadian military.”

“Department H? Isn’t that the branch with that uses mutants in their dealings?”

“That would be Alpha Flight. But they aren’t your concern. Your mission is to get information from them on a program known as Weapon X.”

Mystique opened the file and looked at a few of the documents. They all had high level classifications on them, but that was never a problem for the Hellfire Club. There was no such thing as something too classified for them. The first few documents were just biographical information on high ranking officials and James and Heather Hudson, who led Alpha Flight. But the other documents looked much older. Some of them went back all the way to World War II. Whatever this program was it had quite a history.

“Sounds simple enough. Just get information and get out. I can do that in my sleep,” said the shape shifter confidently.

“It’s not quite that simple. You’ll have to be amongst them for a period if you’re to gain access to the necessary information. Department H is notorious for being secure. They have a lot to cover up and nobody there wants too much information about Weapon X leaked.”

“Why? What’s so big about this program anyways?”

“Let’s just say it has far reaching implications for mutants and governments,” said Xavier ominously, “And if possible, I’d like to get in touch with some of those involved. You’ll find a short list of characters in the third section.”

Mystique thumbed through the papers and got to the area he was talking about. The first page showed a picture of a short, burley guy with a dangerous looking demeanor and a not too nice expression. She suppressed a grin. If these were the guys he wanted her to get in touch with than this should be a very interesting mission. Then she turned to the second page and her expression immediately shifted.

‘Victor?! It’s impossible! Could it really be?’

She almost dropped the file. Memories that had spent years locked away in the back of her mind came rushing back. She could almost feel his presence again, which was anything but comforting. Of all the people this mission had to be involved with, why did it have to be this man? She didn’t want to believe it was him, but she could tell even through the poor quality of the photo. It had been so long. She hoped she would never lay eyes on him again. Now she may have to and that didn’t sit well for a second.

“Is something wrong, Raven?” asked Xavier with a knowing look.

“No…nothing at all. I’ll get right on it, Charles,” she said flatly.

The shape shifter made a quick exit. The Black King couldn’t help but be curious. He picked up on a few of her thoughts. She recognized someone in that file and it definitely wasn’t a friend. But rather than refuse the assignment or throw a tantrum, she brushed it off. Whatever it was she didn’t want to discuss it. Charles was content to leave her be. As long as she did her job, he could care less how she felt about it. But it definitely heightened his suspicions about Weapon X. He had a feeling this assignment would lead to some interesting revelations.

Hellfire Manor Fitting Room

Anna Marie Darkholme was officially convinced. The Hellfire Club was the best thing to ever happen to her. She and Mystique didn’t always see eye-to-eye, but this was one instance where she was right in every regard. This was the best place for her. This was where she could make something of herself and rise above being just some runaway from the Mississippi backwaters. Since she arrived, she fought off a bunch of sword wielding attackers, learned that magic was real, and gained control over her powers. And now that she could touch, that opened her up to experiences she never thought she would have. Naturally, sex was a big one and she was already looking to explore it.

At the moment she was going through a vast array of Hellfire attire. Jean, Emma, and Wanda were all with her, helping her find that perfect look that would define her as a woman of the Hellfire Club. Pietro was also there too, acting as their male judge. At first it was a little intimidating getting undressed for everybody. She was so used to covering up it was almost second nature. But with the encouragement of the girls, she was getting over it. A part of her was even starting to like it.

Rogue was genuinely excited about finding her look, but the others found she was somewhat picky in her tastes. They went through nearly half the wardrobe over the course of an hour. They spent half an hour on stockings alone, which she seemed particularly fond of. They also spent a fair amount of time on what her color was. She drifted back and forth between black and green, but eventually she leaned more towards green. There was also a debate over how revealing she should be. Having had to cover up most of her life, the girls encouraged her to show more skin. But Rogue didn’t part completely from her old style. She still wanted a little mystery to her look. Even Pietro agreed that guys love a little mystery.

Eventually they settled on an outfit. The first part consisted of a light green lace mesh bustier and matching G-string thong with embroidered patterns over her breasts, a crisscross tie in the front, and a hook/eye closure in the back. The second part were a pair of sheer thigh high nylon stockings that ran up almost all the way up her legs, but left just enough room to highlight her thighs and butt. Last but not least were the heels. Rogue never got a chance to wear them back home all that much because she always had to be ready to run. But now that she could actually try them on, she was hooked.

“Well gals, what’s the verdict? Is it me?” said Rogue, doing some light posing in the mirror.

“Oh it’s definitely you, darling,” said Emma, taking a step back to admire their work, “It just cries I-couldn’t-touch-anyone-but-now-I-can-so-touch-me-all-you want.”

“Ha ha, you got a crude sense of humor, Frost,” said Rogue snidely, “But seriously, Ah think Ah found mah look. This is the way I wanna flaunt mah stuff!”

“Well it certainly shows off plenty of your nicer features,” said Wanda, even if she wasn’t a fashion expert, “What about you Pietro? What’s the verdict?”

“Do you really have to ask?” he grinned, “I say go with it. I certainly don’t mind the view from here.”

“But is it enough to make you think ‘I just have to fuck that girl?’” asked Emma.

“I wouldn’t put it in those words, but I can’t say it wouldn’t cross my mind.”

Rogue rolled her eyes. Emma Frost was a great fashion guru and all, but she was pretty lewd with some of her assessments. This whole concept of being sexy was still new to her and Emma didn’t sugarcoat it. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t handle it.

“Well I’m glad you like it,” said Jean, “You’ll definitely get a chance to do plenty of flaunting here. Did Lord Xavier tell you what you’ll be doing at the club?”

“What? That Ah’ll be strippin’ for a living? Yeah, he told me all about it. Ah start Saturday. He even set meh up with mah own set,” said Rogue casually.

“You’re not nervous about it?” asked Wanda, remembering how timid she was when she first worked the club.

“Nah, not really. Ah was always kind of a flirt before mah powers kicked in. Bein’ around guys never bothered meh.”

“Well stripping and giving the occasional fuck involves a lot more than just being around them,” Emma pointed out.

“Ah don’t doubt that, but Ah can handle it. Ah didn’t get the name Rogue by bein’ shy.”

“I’ll bet,” said Jean who maintained a more serious demeanor, “But it is a challenge. Before I got here, I wasn’t a very sexual person. It took some adjusting, but there’s a lot to like about embracing your lustful desires. You also can’t forget you’re still doing a job for the organization. We may have more leverage than other members, but we still have to prove ourselves.”

“Gotta crawl before ya can walk, Ah guess. But Ah’m willin’ to go the distance. It’s just the kind of thing mah mama’s been trainin’ meh for all these years.”

“She trained you for sex?” chuckled Wanda.

“No, not specifically,” said Rogue, rolling her eyes, “But she trained meh to take on new challenges. And this is definitely one Ah can get into.”

“But aren’t you a virgin?” Pietro pointed out, “I’m sure your powers kept you from getting any experience in that regard.”

“You don’t know the half of it,” she sighed, “But virgin or not, Ah wanna explore everything touching and intimacy has to offer. After living in isolation through most of mah teenage years, Ah got a burnin’ need to experience all the sensations Ah’ve missed out on.”

Her confidence was admirable. She didn’t have the same uncertainties many of them had when they first joined the Hellfire Club. Some of that was probably Mystique’s influence. But there was more to her than just her openness to the more challenging aspects of being a pawn. They were a challenge to her and she clearly didn’t shy away from challenges. Some of the girls couldn’t help but smile at that.

“Rogue, I think you’re going to be okay!” said Jean.

“Thanks sugah. You gals are alright too,” said Rogue with a smile.

“Well get used to us because we’ll be the ones showing you the ropes,” said Emma.

“Yes, and there is plenty to show. I’m still trying to take it all in,” said Wanda

“First things first, girls. Ah gotta get out of this outfit and get meh a shower. It’s been a long day.”

“Then by all means,” said Pietro with a suggestive grin.

“Oh knock it off, Speedy. You’ve already been watching meh dress and undress this whole time so don’t go gettin’ any ideas.”

“Why not? You did say you were a virgin and you wanted to explore,” he smirked.

“Sorry, handsome, but Ah’ve already got plans.”

He looked at her strangely as she began to undress. But she wasn’t saying anything else. It was too bad too. This girl was pretty cute. He also liked her sassiness and openness. She was very different than most of the girls he knew. But it was too early to get close to her. She was still adjusting and so was he. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t try his luck again later on.

He sat back and admired the view as Rogue slipped out of her sexy new uniform. Jean, Emma, and Wanda began picking up the clutter that accumulated during this little fashion adventure. Once it was off, she set her outfit aside so she could retrieve it later on. She made a mental note to go shopping with the girls later so she could get more garments in this style. Now that she was part of the organization, she had the opportunity to build her new identity. And there were plenty of ways to do that here at the Hellfire Club.

Slipping on a green robe, Rogue made her leave. It had been a long, but productive day. She was definitely on her way to being a solid asset to the organization. But there was still time for one step in this new life of hers.

“Thanks again, girls! You too Pietro! Ah’ll see y’all around,” said Rogue.

“See you, Anna. I look forward to working with you,” said Wanda.

“Call me Rogue, sugah. That’s who Ah’m gonna be from now on.”

The other girls smiled. This girl was definitely getting into the Hellfire spirit. It was sure to be a lot more interesting now that she was with them. She would bring an exotic southern sassiness to the group. She was also tough, which was sure to go a long way in a place like the Hellfire Club.

“I think she’s going to do just fine,” commented Jean.

“We’ll see,” said Emma, “She better lose her virginity soon though. She’s going to need plenty of experience for our line of work.”

Upstairs

Upon leaving the wardrobe area, Rogue began searching the upper levels for a special someone to spend the night with. Her discussion with the girls reminded her that as tough as she was, she had no experience when it came to intimacy. While sex wasn’t totally alien to her, the personal element of it was virtually unknown. She could get herself off easy. While living in Germany, she had two vibrators she used to take care of her sexual needs. But it wasn’t the same as being with somebody. She had no idea how to really be close with someone, opening herself up physically and emotionally. Now that she could touch, she could begin exploring the other aspect of sex she had long been denied.

Luckily, she ran into the perfect guy to help her. She was just nearing her room when she saw Scott exiting one of the bathrooms with a towel around his neck and wet hair. He must have just finished a light night training session or something. He was still wearing the pants from his uniform, but not his shirt. This gave her a nice eyeful of his upper body. It not only put a smile on her face, but it made her a little hot.

“Scott Summers, just the man Ah was lookin’ for,” said Rogue as she caught up with him.

“Oh, hey Rogue. How’s you’re night going?” said Scott casually as he dried off his hair.

“Not bad. The girls helped meh picked out mah new uniform. It’s really something. You should see it,” she said with a playful grin.

“I’m sure I will.”

He cast a smile that made Rogue blush. She could feel the heat and anticipation inside her growing. But she kept her calm and put on a more serious demeanor.

“So if you’re not too busy, can we talk?”

“Of course. What’s on your mind?”

“Not here…in private,” she said.

“Oh…okay.”

He followed her into her room, which was still very much a work-in-progress. All the rooms in Hellfire Manor were pretty opulent, resembling a suite at a fancy hotel. Each had a king sized bed with white sheets and light blue comforters, a window with red curtains, plush carpet with Hellfire embroiders, and some fancy lamps with dimmer switches to add to the mood. They were all open for everybody to customize it to their liking, but Rogue hadn’t gotten around to it yet. She had much more important matters to attend to first.

Scott didn’t know exactly what this was about, but if her demeanor was any indication it was serious. She closed the door behind her and stood in silence for a brief period. He could tell she was collecting her thoughts. This must have been something she had been dwelling on for quite a while.

“So what’s this about? Is everything alright?” he asked, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, everything’s fahne,” she replied, “Heck it’s been great. Ah think Kurt and Ah are really gonna like it here. And Ah just wanted to thank ya for all that you’ve done for meh. Ah can’t tell you how much it means to meh.”

“Well I don’t deserve all the credit,” said Scott humbly, “We pawns have to help each other. Being part of the Hellfire Club isn’t easy.”

“No argument here. But Ah wasn’t talkin’ about that. Ah was talkin’ about how you were there for meh back in Sinister’s lab when Ah was gettin’ mah powers fixed.”

Her words became deeper and more emotional. She moved in closer to Scott so he could feel her warmth. Then she placed her hands over his chest, an act she never would have been able to do before she got here.

“You really helped meh pull through, Scott. Ah can’t even begin to describe how messed up Ah felt through the whole thing. Ah kept worrying that it wouldn’t work or even make things worse and Ah’d be doomed to never touch anybody again. And even after it worked, it really got meh thinkin’ ya know?”

“Oh I understand. I went though the same thing when my powers were fixed. It’s surreal in a ways because you get back something you once took for granted and you learn to appreciate it more.”

“I’ll say,” she said, tracing a few patterns over his manly chest, “Time was Ah couldn’t get this close to anybody without putting them into a coma. Now there’s a whole new world open to meh meh and Ah wanna start exploring it here at the Hellfire Club. Ah wanna be close to people again. I want to be intimate. I want to touch and be touched. And Ah wanna start with you.”

Her expression changed from one of sorrow to one of desire. Scott saw it in her eyes. She wanted him. There was a burning desire to feel what she never thought she could feel. And she wanted him to give it to her.

She leaned in closer, her touching becoming more sensual. Having just got out of the shower, his skin was nice and smooth. It felt so good to touch. Her face was only a few inches from his. His manly scent was powerful. This level of close which was once forbidden to her made her weak in the knees and wet between her legs. She was sick of this forced celibacy. Xavier and her mother told her to not hold back as a pawn of the Hellfire Club. And this time, nothing stood in her way.

“Oh…I see,” said Scott in with a knowing look.

“Just so ya know, Ah’m a virgin. Ah’ve sort of had to be. But Ah don’t wanna be one anymore.”

“Can’t say I blame you,” he grinned.

“And it also gives meh a way to thank you,” she said as she snaked her arms around his neck, “Just think of it as me showin’ mah appreciation for bein’ there for meh and understanding mah pain.”

Having said what she wanted to say, she finished by capturing his lips in a deep kiss. It marked the first kiss she experienced since the fateful day her powers activated. Only this time it was much more memorable. There was no pain or overwhelming surge of energy, just an affectionate gesture from her to Scott. It was a gesture he eagerly returned as he slipped his arms around her waist and passionately kissed back.

They lingered in the moment for a bit. Rogue wanted to remember this because it was what she hoped her first kiss would be like. Only here she would take it several steps further. When they finally parted, she took a step back and undid the sash to her robe. Then with a touch of sassy elegance, she let it fall to the floor to reveal her fully nude body.

“Nice…” said Scott as he took in her form, “You’re beautiful, Anna.”

“Aww, you’re such a gent,” she grinned playfully, “And please…call me Rogue.”

She threw her arms around him again and resumed their kissing. This time it was much more passionate. Rogue frantically rubbed her naked skin over his, savoring inch of contact. Scott did his part as well, sliding his hands down from her well-developed breasts down to her hips and butt. All that training from Mystique really did wonders. She had nice curves, but a more athletic frame. That along with her exotic persona made her very alluring. He officially wanted this woman and she wanted him. And since he was going to be her first, he would make sure it would be an experience to remember.

All the touching rapidly fueled her growing desire. Scott felt the growing wetness between her legs and he was working on a raging hard-on as well. He originally contemplated joining Warren at the clubs to get some action from the Hellfire strippers, but spending a night with this girl seemed much more enticing. They started backing towards her bed. Along the way she undid his pants and eagerly tugged at them. They were a bit hard to get off at first because of his throbbing erection, but with a little effort they were soon off and she was staring at a fully naked Scott Summers.

“Yeah! That’s what Ah want!” purred Rogue seductively as she grasped his member hard.

“Ohhhhh you’re a sexy girl, aren’t you?” said Scott, surprised at her friskiness.

“Damn right! Ah’m a sexy gal in need of a few pointers. Care to teach meh?”

“With pleasure!”

The two naked teens fell onto the bed in a lustful heat. Rogue pulled Scott on top of her and a fervent make-out session followed. Her hands ran wildly over his naked body, caressing his manly muscles in a show of raw sexual hunger. The weight of his body pressed against hers, meshing their skin in nearly full contact. Just feeling naked flesh against hers was driving her wild with lust. She never really felt anything like this before, making it all the more intoxicating.

Scott moaned at her aggressive touching. Since this was her first time, he let her roam free while he got acquainted with her body. As their lips and tongues wrestled, he fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples. They weren’t as big as Jean or Emma’s, but they were close and she hadn’t even had surgery yet. He also felt down her waist and hips and gave her butt a nice squeeze. He also felt around her pussy and gave her swollen clit a little tease. His talented touching evoked sharp gasps. Her whole body seemed extra sensitive, most likely from all the pent up desire that she held back over the years. She was really in for the ride of her life tonight.

“Are you ready?” he whispered into her ear.

“Oh Gawd Ah want it so bad!” she shouted.

“I have to warn you, Rogue, it’s gonna hurt at first.”

“Ah can take it! Just fuck meh already, Scott! Don’t make meh wait any longer!”

Scott took her word for it and positioned himself for entry. Rogue loosened her hold on him and parted her legs, allowing him to guide his dick to her wet entrance. His dick was nice and hard from all her touching and her pussy was dripping with wet arousal. He didn’t tease her or make her wait like he did during his first time with Jean. He just grabbed her by the hips and thrust in, breaking her virgin barrier and filling her insides with his hard cock.

“Ahhhhhhhhh fuck!” gasped Rogue.

He was right about it hurting. It felt like something tore inside her. But it wasn’t the worst pain Rogue felt. She had after all survived training by Mystique. Scott gave her a moment to adjust before he started moving his hips. He started off slow, working his body in a firm lateral motion and maintaining full skin contact. Rogue kept a tight hold on him, digging her nails into his shoulders as she grit her teeth through the pain. But once it subsided, pleasurable sensations took over. And she loved it.

She panted harder as the pace increased. Her frantic gasps intensified as well, letting Scott know that she loved what he was doing. Her legs hooked around to his lower back, the balls of her feet digging in. She beckoned him to do it harder and faster. She also kissed him with more fervor as growing sensations fueled her lust. It was much more intense than she ever imagined. The more she let go, the better it felt. Soon she was moving her body with his, working it even harder and really building up the feeling.

“Uh-uh-yes-yes-uh-oh-oh fuck yes-ohhhhhh Gawd-ah-ah-fuck meh-ah-fuck meh harder-ah-oh Ah love it!” she cried.

Scott was surprised by how much she was into it. Soon her body movements were more forceful than his. It was quite a ride, but it was really something. Her insides were nice and tight. They throbbed mercilessly around his cock, squeezing it hard each time he thrust it in. It felt so good and it drove him to keep doing it. She was still sensitive to touch, but rough in the way she felt him. He fought to urge to climax, wanting to hold out so she could enjoy herself. This was her first time and it was his job to make sure she enjoyed it. It would serve her well later on as she adapted to the workings of the Hellfire Club.

They rolled over on the bed, their bodies still touching as they kissed and moved to the feeling. Scott let Rogue be on top so she could guide the pace to her first climax. He could feel she was close. She worked her hips along his cock with more vigor, pushing closer and closer to her peak. Her gasps were turning into all out screams as she felt the sensations build up inside her. It was so amazing she tried to stretch it out for as long as she could. But she couldn’t keep it in. She held back for so long and she couldn’t hold back anymore.

“UH-UH-UH-OH AH’M CUMMIN’ SCOTT-AH-AH’M CUMMING-AH-OHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!”

The pace slowed as she slammed her hips back, plunging his erect cock in as far as it would go. Then she arched her body as the feeling washed over her. A powerful release of sensations filled her with ecstasy. She gasped for air as she closed her eyes, relishing this every moment. It was her first real orgasm and she wanted to commit it to memory. As it passed she looked back down at Scott and smiled warmly. This man was there for her when she got her powers fixed and here he was for her on her first sexual experience. For all the men she met in her life, Scott Summers was a real gem.

He returned her affectionate smile. Scott didn’t cum himself. Rogue got too ahead of him and all he could do was hold onto her and let her enjoy herself. He didn’t really mind. This was her first time and it should be hers to enjoy. He was just there to help out. Plus he had to admit she sure was a wild ride.

“Oh mah Gawd…oh mah Gawd,” she panted as she rose up off him and rolled to his side.

“Still with me, Rogue?” said Scott in a humored tone.

“Yeah, just give meh a moment. Guess this is what they mean by afterglow.”

“Nice isn’t it?”

“Ah’ll say!” she said, cuddling up next to him.

Rogue gave him a kiss to show her appreciation. She was still on a sexual high. Her lower regions were sore and there was some virgin blood dripping from her folds, but she couldn’t have been happier. She noticed that Scott was still hard and soon realized he didn’t cum. She had been so eager to get her first orgasm she forgot about his and that didn’t seem right.

“Sorry Ah couldn’t hold out for ya,” she said.

“That’s okay. First times are rarely that coordinated,” said Scott.

“But that don’t mean you shouldn’t get yours too. It’s only fair since you’ve been such a gent. Besides, who said Ah wanted to stop at just one romp?”

Scott grinned at her enthusiasm. If this was how into it she was her first time he couldn’t imagine how sexy she would be once she got some experience.

“Well I’m no expert, but I guess I could show you a thing or two,” he said as he wrapped his arms around him.

“Give meh everythin’ you’ve got, Summers!”

Scott smiled and crashed his lips against hers. If this was how she wanted to explore her sexuality so be it. He was more than happy to school her in the basics of sex.

After making out a little, Scott gave an introduction to blowjobs. After a brief overview, he sat up on the bed and let her have at it. There wasn’t much to explain, but given how energetic she was during her first time it was worth pointing out that oral sex required more finesse than vigor. Once she got the message she got on her hands and knees, trailing her hands over his chest to set the mood, and began teasing his dick. She started by licking around the tip, getting a feel for the overall anatomy of a penis. She also clutched the base and held it firmly in her hand, occasionally stroking it to get things going. Once she had that down she took the plunge, taking in as much of his dick as she could.

Scott closed his eyes and relaxed to the hot feeling. Rogue may have been new at this, but she knew how to use that mouth of hers. She was a little overeager and he had to tell her to slow down at times. She also gagged a bit since he was pretty big, but once she got used to it she was just fine. He ran his fingers through her hair, playing with the white streak that made her so distinctive. She looked up at Scott’s content expression as she rhythmically bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She even started fondling her still tender folds with her free hand so she could share the feeling.

When he neared his climax, his breathing intensified and she stepped up her teasing. She squeezed his shaft harder and swirled her tongue up and down the base and tip more thoroughly. When he couldn’t hold it in any longer, he grabbed her head and moaned as she shot his load of cum into her mouth. The thick substance made Rogue gag and she could only swallow part of it. It didn’t taste bad or anything, but it was different.

“Damn, that was messy,” she commented as he wiped the cum from her face.

“It takes practice. Ask the other girls. They’ll tell you,” said Scott, “Now it’s your turn.”

Rogue’s face lit up. Having given her first successful blowjob, she deserved a reward. So once she cleaned herself up, he laid her back down and trailed his lips down to her still wet pussy. He told her he was going to eat her out, which really wasn’t a lesson in sex and more just an introduction to what a good lover should do, but she wasn’t complaining.

Rogue was still recovering from her first orgasm, but he sensed she craved more. He started with a kiss on her neck and trailed down over her breasts and core until he reached her pussy. He started by lightly fingering her wet folds and licking up her slit. He also paid close attention to her clit, thoroughly rubbing it with his thumb. Then he really dug in, plunging his tongue into her and tasting her womanly heat. It made Rogue’s entire body tense as she moaned blissfully. She even started rubbing her own breasts to add to her enjoyment.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh Scott, you’re so good at this!” she moaned.

He smiled up at her as he dug deep, stimulating her G-spot and filling her with a wave of new sensations. But Scott didn’t tease her to another climax. He wanted to save that for later. This was just to get her going again so they could get to the good stuff. Once she was nice and wet he got back on top of her and kissed her again. He then rose her up so that they were both in a sitting position, her legs draped over his waist with his hands on her hips. She clung hard to him as he lowered her back onto his dick and began working her hips in another round of sex. Soon they were going at it with the same rhythm as the first time, only this time it was much less restrained.

Rogue let out cries of ecstasy as Scott guided her through various positions and rhythms. They did it while she was on all fours with him pounding into her from behind. They did it with her bent over the bed while Scott hammered into her, which got really heated and led to another round of orgasms. They did it with her lying on her side while he thrust into her from behind while holding her leg up so he could really get in deep. Through each position they varied the pace of their body movements. Rogue frequently beckoned him to do her hard and fast, but he coaxed her to taking it a little slower so they could really draw out the pleasure. But no matter how they did it, Rogue loved every minute of it and did her share of euphoric screaming each time she climaxed.

They went at it for a good long while, sharing blissful sensations and numerous orgasms. By going all out, Rogue’s sex drive was insatiable. All those urges she bottled up over the years came gushing out and pushed her to go beyond her limits. For Scott, the ability to climax with Rogue and be hard again with little rest was a testament to Hellfire training. Everybody developed an increased capacity for sex after going through the numerous rituals. Magic from Selene coupled with plenty of opportunities to exercise their stamina gave every man a drive most could never match. Having had his share of sex since joining, Scott was no exception and indulged his lust in this beautiful, sassy woman.

For the final round, Rogue slipped under the sheets of her bed with Scott. They found themselves back where they started with Scott on top, pounding away into her vagina and building towards one final orgasm. Even as fatigue caught up with her, Rogue kept pushing for a hard, vigorous pace. Scott struggled to keep at it sometimes, but he was able to keep it going for her. Their bodies were now dripping with sweat. All the body contact made everything so heated. The final peak was near and this time Rogue wanted to share it with him.

“UH-UH-UH-ALMOST-UH-THERE-UH-OH FUCK!” grunted Scott.

“UH-UH-OH MEH TOO-UH-UH-LET’S CUM TOGETER-OH-OHHHH FUCK!” moaned Rogue.

Scott stepped it up one last time, thrusting into her harder until they were both sent over the edge. Scott closed his eyes and grunted as he shot his load inside her. She was so hot in tight it was pure ecstasy. She held him in quite a bind, wrapping her arms and legs around him in a vice of flesh as she let out one final cry of ecstasy. She squeezed him so hard Scott struggled to breath. But once the feeling passed she let him go and he rolled to her side, utterly drained by this woman and in serious need of rest.

It had been an exhausting first time and Anna Marie was officially spent. As much as she wanted to explore everything sex had to offer, she could only do so much in one night. Scott still taught her a lot though and she loved every part of it. This was truly the experience she had been looking for and it was better than she ever could have imagined. Years of pent up loneliness made every sensation special and as she lay naked under the sheets with an equally tired Scott Summers, she thanked her lucky stars that she joined this place.

For Scott, it was quite a ride. He couldn’t believe how ‘energetic’ Rogue had been for her first time. He still remembered what it was like for him and Jean. It took them a while to really get into it. But Rogue was different. She went at it like a real pro the first go around. She wanted everything he could give her and he worked himself overtime to give her what she wanted. She was a wild child, no doubt about it. She was her own adventure and he couldn’t help but feel proud he was the one to introduce her to this experience. If the content look on her face was any indication, she should have no problem getting into the sensual spirit of the Hellfire Club.

“Wow!” she said breathlessly as she clung to his naked flesh, “That…was fucking amazing!”

“Damn you’re good,” said Scott in amazement, “You’re something else you know that?”

“You’re not so bad yourself, sugah. Thanks for makin’ mah first time so good. Ah think it’s safe to say Ah love sex!”

“Glad I could help,” he said huskily, “And trust me you’ll get plenty of opportunities around here.”

“Lookin’ forward to it, handsome. Ah think Ah’m gonna be very happy here.”

She reinforced her point with a final kiss. After that, the exhausted teens slipped into a peaceful sleep. It was a truly special moment for Rogue. This felt like the beginning of a much greater experience. It wasn’t just about the sex. It was about everything from her newfound ability to be intimate to the opportunities she would have at the Hellfire Club. All her life she was forced to hold back, afraid of hurting anybody. Well from this day forward, she wasn’t going to hold back. She would embrace her desires and not let anybody stand in her way. If that meant butting heads with a few people along the way, so be it. She was a woman of the Hellfire Club now. And she liked it.

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Up next: Xavier gets in contact with an interesting young man from Russia.