Mine

Mine (R—dark fic)

Disclaimers: I own nothing in this work of fanfiction. Marvel does unless otherwise noted. I also make no profit from this. A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta…my darkbunny got
loose on this one… This is in answer to
a request for an unusual pairing… Here be monsters…

My need for
her was so great that I was shaking. I
knew she was doing it on purpose, walking past myoffice with that group from
Bayville. She had done it countless
times before, when I had my old job, always teasing, showing off… She laughed
and I knew it was at me, standing there talking to some kids.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She wouldn’t even look at me.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I knew she knew I was watching, though.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I could tell by the way she tossed her hair,
the way she licked her lips before saying something to that freak with
her. I knew all her secrets and could
bring her to me in a heartbeat, if I did things just right.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “I know you’re not right,” I would say to
her. “You’re damaged.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> No one would want you.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> No one but me. I can make you normal.
Make you whole.” She would see
the truth of things and be all mine, as she was supposed to be.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She would come to me with open arms, all
alabaster and gold. She would want me
to teach her things no teenaged boy would know… “I can make you so perfect,” I would whisper in her ear.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She would cry for me, cry for all the things
she’s done to me. Cry for the pain
she’s caused me…my job, my wife, my children.
She’d cry for it all. I’d make
her, I’d show her. Pain is the best teacher
sometimes. It shows love, it shows
hate…it always forms the pupil to the will of the master.style="mso-spacerun: yes">

She bent
over on purpose. She didn’t need a
drink. She wanted me to see what she
had to offer. She was always doing
things like that, trying to show me she had the power.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She was so wrong… She was still pretending
she didn’t see me sitting there, didn’t see my open office door.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Her earrings winked in the hallway light,
her necklace and a ring on her right hand, too. Was she trying to make me jealous again?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Taunting me with gifts from her teenaged
lover? Pain can teach her that’s wrong,
too. I would explain things to her, yes…explain. When she parted her legs for me, when I tied her to the bedposts
to teach her obedience. She would
understand then. I would break her,
punish her for giving it up to those proles when she knew I was waiting.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> That’s where I went wrong in the first
place. Waiting.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I let her have far too much control over
this. I let her think I was ignoring
her, letting her go on flirting and teasing, then grabbing onto that boy she
insists on fucking. She’s ruined her
precious, tender womanhood with his touch.
She knew I was watching…how could she not? She did it right there in the school on purpose, letting him push
her against the lockers, letting him kiss her in the auditorium.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Just begging me to watch, begging me to spy
on her, to see her hurt me like that.

I would
break her of those nasty habits. She
had come to me now, she had come all the way here for me to forgive her.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Now she would come to my bed, now she would
bend to my needs and will. I’d teach
her what it means to be good. She’ll
give up those ideas of being a mutant, of being so wrong for the world.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She would be obedient, yes…on her knees,
sweet bruised lips, wet eyes… She would apologize for being such a bad girl,
for being so so so wrong… She had come
to me now, yes. She had come to me and
would be mine now and know it, never forget it…

“Senator
Kelly?”

“Oh…yes,
Jill?”

“The
students from your home town are here.
This is Jean Grey, head of the student government…”

She was
here and would be mine…