Midnight Snack
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Midnight Snack
Midnight Snack
By chance jubilee fan
I do not own any of the characters in this story, Marvel does. Plus I’m not making any money off of this, and I have non-to give either. This is an adult fic, pwp, if you are offended by these kind of fics turn back now.
Jean took the long walk from her room to the mansions kitchen, wearing nothing more than a silk jacket. A silk jacket that when she stood straight up it nearly covered her ass. She loved to sleep in the nude, it just felt so natural to her. And she didn’t feel it would be necessary for her to put anything else on it being the time of the night it was. “No one else should be up,” she thought to herself as she stepped into the kitchen and turned the light on. Opening the fridge, she bent over to get something from the bottom drawer.
“Oh my,” uttered Remy as he walked into the room, Jean quickly stood and turned. She pulled at the back of the jacket making the front raise; Remy's eyes just got that much larger. “I think I’ve died aone one to heaven.” Now she fought to pull the jacket to the front. “You’re fighting a losing battle, petite,” uttered Remy withmilemile from ear to ear as he sat in one of the kitchen chairs.
“What are you doing up this time of the night,” she asked as she looked very seriously at him.
“I just got in Jeannie, some of us do have night lives,” replied Remy with a smile.
“It’s 4 in the morning, what have you been out doing all night,” questioned Jean.
“Not what...” answered Remy as Jean spoke up.
“Say it and your a dead man, you do remember I’m a telepath don’t you,” stated Jean, “And do you eat with that mouth, I’ve never heard such speech.”
“I didn’t say it, yet,” stated Remy with a smile as he stood up and walked over next to Jean and got an apple. “Sweet,” he said with a smile and took a bite and held it out offering her one. She reached out with her soft hands, fingernails painted red, holding the apple steady, as she toke a bit. “Sweet isn’t it.” Jean swings her hair to the side as she chews the bite of apple. Remy took another bite and then her one as well; he reached over removing a red hair from across her noise. He put it back in place with the others. “I guess I’ll be going to bed.” Remy walked out of the kitchen leaving Jean with the last bite of apple and went to his room. A few moments later there is a knock at the door. “Come in.” Jean entered the room to see Remy with out a shirt on.
“I don’t think its fair,” she stated as she softly walked up to him.
“What is that,” he questioned.
“You,” she stated and grabbed at the top of his pants and pulled as she kissed him. Remy started to wrap one arm around Jean but she pushed it away while undoing his pants with the other hand. She got his pants and boxers off as she looks down at his massiveness. She caressed it with her hand, rubbed it back and forth, she can feel it getting larger and harder by the minute.
“Never knew you were so well equipped."
“It’s a Cajun thing,” he replied and tried to put his hands on her shoulders.
“No,” she said sternly.
“What is it,” he asked.
“I’m in charge, we do this my way,” muttered Jean slowly going down to her knees and took him into her mouth. After only a few minutes Remy was done. “That was awful fast, I k I’k I’ve got something to take care of that little problem.” Jean quickly got to her feet and left the room; she came back with four sets of handcuffs.
“I’m not into that kinky stuff Jean,” stated Gambit as he looked up at her from the bed.
“Then I guess this will go no further,” replied Jean as she started to turn and leave the room.
“OK, we will do this your way,” stated Gambit lying back on the bed. Jean walked over handcuffing his hands and feet to the bed, rendering him immovable.
“Now your in my world with my rules,” uttered Jean with a smile as she cradled his hips. She can feel him underneath her grow harder as she slowly, with long pauses between each button remove her shirt. She tossed it to the side and Remy’s eyes are glued to her large breasts, as the move with her every motion. She slides down his body kissing various spots on his rippled stomach; she got down and rubbed some lotion on Remy.
“What is that,” questioned Remy.
“Lets just say you’ll havehave the same problem as earlier,” smiled Jean kissing up his body again. Remy gave her a look as she is kissing on his neck. Jean used one of her hands to lift him up into the air; Remy can feel her wetness as she slides him inside her. Both give a soft moan as Jean started to move faster and faster across Remy’s rock hard body. She sat completely up with her back arched and hands lay backwards holding her up as she cradles him. She gave out a large moan and lunged forward, pushing her hands against the backboard of the bed. She began to push it against the wall and pull it back and forth making a large thumping noise. Remy can feel her cum she laid down on top of him. He can feel her rock hard nipple rubbing against his chest as he started to release his energy. Both lay there for a few hours before moving, Remy still handcuffed to the bed. Jean got up and walked over to her shirt and put it back on.
“You can’t leave me like this,” stated Remy as he pulled at the handcuffs.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be right back,” replied Jean, Remy looked down at himself and sees he is still hard. Jean walked into the bathroom and back, “See told you I would took care of the problem.” She smiled as she un-cuffed him, “You coming down for breakfast.”
“Uhh, I don’t think I will,” replied Remy and watched Jean leave the room.
By chance jubilee fan
I do not own any of the characters in this story, Marvel does. Plus I’m not making any money off of this, and I have non-to give either. This is an adult fic, pwp, if you are offended by these kind of fics turn back now.
Jean took the long walk from her room to the mansions kitchen, wearing nothing more than a silk jacket. A silk jacket that when she stood straight up it nearly covered her ass. She loved to sleep in the nude, it just felt so natural to her. And she didn’t feel it would be necessary for her to put anything else on it being the time of the night it was. “No one else should be up,” she thought to herself as she stepped into the kitchen and turned the light on. Opening the fridge, she bent over to get something from the bottom drawer.
“Oh my,” uttered Remy as he walked into the room, Jean quickly stood and turned. She pulled at the back of the jacket making the front raise; Remy's eyes just got that much larger. “I think I’ve died aone one to heaven.” Now she fought to pull the jacket to the front. “You’re fighting a losing battle, petite,” uttered Remy withmilemile from ear to ear as he sat in one of the kitchen chairs.
“What are you doing up this time of the night,” she asked as she looked very seriously at him.
“I just got in Jeannie, some of us do have night lives,” replied Remy with a smile.
“It’s 4 in the morning, what have you been out doing all night,” questioned Jean.
“Not what...” answered Remy as Jean spoke up.
“Say it and your a dead man, you do remember I’m a telepath don’t you,” stated Jean, “And do you eat with that mouth, I’ve never heard such speech.”
“I didn’t say it, yet,” stated Remy with a smile as he stood up and walked over next to Jean and got an apple. “Sweet,” he said with a smile and took a bite and held it out offering her one. She reached out with her soft hands, fingernails painted red, holding the apple steady, as she toke a bit. “Sweet isn’t it.” Jean swings her hair to the side as she chews the bite of apple. Remy took another bite and then her one as well; he reached over removing a red hair from across her noise. He put it back in place with the others. “I guess I’ll be going to bed.” Remy walked out of the kitchen leaving Jean with the last bite of apple and went to his room. A few moments later there is a knock at the door. “Come in.” Jean entered the room to see Remy with out a shirt on.
“I don’t think its fair,” she stated as she softly walked up to him.
“What is that,” he questioned.
“You,” she stated and grabbed at the top of his pants and pulled as she kissed him. Remy started to wrap one arm around Jean but she pushed it away while undoing his pants with the other hand. She got his pants and boxers off as she looks down at his massiveness. She caressed it with her hand, rubbed it back and forth, she can feel it getting larger and harder by the minute.
“Never knew you were so well equipped."
“It’s a Cajun thing,” he replied and tried to put his hands on her shoulders.
“No,” she said sternly.
“What is it,” he asked.
“I’m in charge, we do this my way,” muttered Jean slowly going down to her knees and took him into her mouth. After only a few minutes Remy was done. “That was awful fast, I k I’k I’ve got something to take care of that little problem.” Jean quickly got to her feet and left the room; she came back with four sets of handcuffs.
“I’m not into that kinky stuff Jean,” stated Gambit as he looked up at her from the bed.
“Then I guess this will go no further,” replied Jean as she started to turn and leave the room.
“OK, we will do this your way,” stated Gambit lying back on the bed. Jean walked over handcuffing his hands and feet to the bed, rendering him immovable.
“Now your in my world with my rules,” uttered Jean with a smile as she cradled his hips. She can feel him underneath her grow harder as she slowly, with long pauses between each button remove her shirt. She tossed it to the side and Remy’s eyes are glued to her large breasts, as the move with her every motion. She slides down his body kissing various spots on his rippled stomach; she got down and rubbed some lotion on Remy.
“What is that,” questioned Remy.
“Lets just say you’ll havehave the same problem as earlier,” smiled Jean kissing up his body again. Remy gave her a look as she is kissing on his neck. Jean used one of her hands to lift him up into the air; Remy can feel her wetness as she slides him inside her. Both give a soft moan as Jean started to move faster and faster across Remy’s rock hard body. She sat completely up with her back arched and hands lay backwards holding her up as she cradles him. She gave out a large moan and lunged forward, pushing her hands against the backboard of the bed. She began to push it against the wall and pull it back and forth making a large thumping noise. Remy can feel her cum she laid down on top of him. He can feel her rock hard nipple rubbing against his chest as he started to release his energy. Both lay there for a few hours before moving, Remy still handcuffed to the bed. Jean got up and walked over to her shirt and put it back on.
“You can’t leave me like this,” stated Remy as he pulled at the handcuffs.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be right back,” replied Jean, Remy looked down at himself and sees he is still hard. Jean walked into the bathroom and back, “See told you I would took care of the problem.” She smiled as she un-cuffed him, “You coming down for breakfast.”
“Uhh, I don’t think I will,” replied Remy and watched Jean leave the room.