Lust

Notes: Part of my 7 Deadly Sins challenge. This one being Lust.
Disclaimer: Clearly I don't own them, or I wouldn't be writing fanfic.

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Alex Summers surveyed the students training in front of him with only vague interest. He had never wanted to be a teacher, but with a lack of mutants around he'd been recruited with no choice. Not that the kids were bad, really. He just didn't care. Especially when he had other things on his mind. Like the lithe body doing flight training just a few metres away.

Jay Guthrie. The Icarus. Tragic name, but coming from a guy who called himself 'Havok' who was he to complain? He turned to watch with appreciative eyes as the younger man spread his wings and took flight, the muscles rippling across his back as the wings lifted the weight of his body off the ground. It was always a sight to see, the pure force of the wings like a tornado to anyone who got too close.

He shot into the air, performing a few maneuvours before turning and hurtling towards the ground at break neck speed. Alex grinned. The kid was masterful. Others couldn't hide their horrified expressions, afraid he was descending too quickly, but Alex knew better. He'd seen this move before. Jay spotted him and smiled back, pulling up at just the last second and landing gracefully right next to him.

He let loose a wild smile, his naked chest heaving with exertion. His hair was windswept, and with the mischievous eyes and wild grin Alex almost had trouble containing himself.

“Like what you see?” his tongue touched his bottom lip in an unconscious gesture of teasing, his wings whipping out like a bird settling in as his hands rested on his hips. Alex tried to refrain, but couldn't resist letting his gaze linger down his body. So taut, so lean. Not skinny, but not muscular either. He always came out to training wearing solely his jeans, as though he knew everyone would look at him and he liked it. Well, he was a musician, the kid was probably used to it.

His hip bones stuck out just above the belt line of his jeans... jeans which left little to the imagination anyway. Such a perfect specimen of man, as Alex's eyes raked over his body he wondered if a more perfect creature could exist. Jay caught his gaze and smiled.

“If you don't mind my saying, you're looking a little overdressed for my likings sir.”

Still smiling, Alex saw his eyes full of mirth and mocking. It was an expression that drove the girls wild when he was on stage, and it was currently making things very uncomfortable for Alex indeed. Something had to be done about this.

Looking around, Alex spotted who he was looking for. “Julian! You take over training, I have something I need to take care of.”

Julian smiled as though he'd just won the World Cup, but Alex could deal with whatever shit came down later. Right now he felt a very uncomfortable throbbing growing and he had to deal with it. Fast.

Jay leant down and took flight again, showing off above the students heads and flying directly over Alex, the gust of wind ruffling his hair. “Show off,” he muttered. He walked past Scott, who he could see was eyeing him.

“Left something in my office, back in a moment.” Or not, he hoped. He ran into the building and up the stairs, taking them two at a time. By the time he reached his office Jay was already there and sitting on his desk, the window open.

“What took you so long?” he looked up from his nails, hiding a grin.

Alex closed the door behind him, clicking the lock in place. “Unfortunately not all of us are blessed with wings. Some of us have to take the stairs.”

“Which you always look very sexy doing,” Jay narrowed his eyes conspiratorily, nodding his head.

Enough of the games. Alex covered the short distance between the two of them and roughly grabbed the younger man's face, pulling his lips towards his and kissing him fiercely. Jay's tongue snaked out to meet his, licking his bottom lip and giving it a quick nip as his hands ran over broad shoulders and a well toned back.

“Sir?”

Alex hated it when he called him that. He knew it as well, which was why he kept doing it. Teenagers.

“What?”

“Take those clothes off right now.”

With expert fingers Jay grabbed the zipper and pulled, freeing Alex from the tight spandex the X-Men had come to be famous for. He grinned. Such a broad chest and wide shoulders, muscled in all the right places and just burning with the power inside. Sometimes almost literally.

He ran his finger tips lightly down his chest, down over his abdomen towards his rapidly hardening member. He followed his fingers with a trail of kisses, soft and wet. Alex closed his eyes and threw his head back, allowing the sensations to wash over him.

“Oh god...”

Jay had taken him in his mouth, the moist warmth setting him ablaze. He expertly worked his tongue around the tip, his hand slowly pumping the rest of the length. A deep moan escaped from Alex's throat, causing Jay to grin. He wrapped his hands through Jay's hair, holding on as he felt his knees getting weaker.

He could feel himself nearing the edge quickly, the tensions from the day making him highly strung. So close, he could feel it right on the edge, just about to spill over. His breathing rising and falling, he prepared himself for it, the sensations beginning to spread further. Close... very close...

But then it stopped.

Opening his unfocused eyes, Alex looked down to see Jay was no longer there. He was standing up, fiddling with his own belt. Alex grabbed his hands and stopped him, sending just enough heat through to shock him. Jay grinned. He always did like a bit of rough play.

“Finishing before someone is ready is always very, very rude,” Alex managed to get out between laboured breathing. He yanked on the belt while still looking into his eyes and sent it flying across the room.

“Mr Summers... I'm impressed.”

Alex spun him around and pulled his pants down. He wasn't usually so forceful, but he wasn't in the mood for Jay's games today. He was in pain and he needed to end it.

Positioning himself behind the boy, he slowly pushed in, causing Jay to gasp beneath him. At this rate it wasn't going to take long for him to orgasm, he was already so perilously close. Holding on to the younger man's hips he began moving, building up a slow but steady speed as he fucked him against his own desk. The moans coming from the beautiful creature beneath him only served to heighten his pleasure.

Feeling himself at the edge once more he thrust in again, a few quick, solid movements before everything exploded before him, the orgasm spreading out from his centre throughout his body. The world was colours, light, empty and full at the same time. Groaning, he collapsed onto the boy's back, resting his check against the back of his neck.

Taking a few moments he finally extracted himself, pulling Jay towards him and giving him another kiss, softer this time, almost tender. He could see the younger man's raging hard on and lust filled eyes and smiled.

Pulling his uniform back on, Alex headed for the door.

“See you back down at the training fields,” he smiled, opening the door.

“Hey wait, what about...?”

“Sorry, but I'm a bit busy today, you'll have to deal with that yourself,” Alex smiled, his eyes trailing down his body to the part that was standing to attention. “I'm sure you understand.”

Closing the door behind him he let out a small laugh, almost skipping down the stairs. It was about time he got some payback on the cocky boy, and he could think of no better way.