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Parallels_Jean Scott
Note This scene takes place during “Parallels” chapter 5, when the X-men landed on the planet. Jean and Scott spent some time with the Professor as he began to heal. Cuddled up together, they wanted to make love but couldn’t leave the sleeping Professor’s side. At long last, the busy day ended and the X-men could retire to their rooms for the night.
***
It had been building all day. The anticipation, the excitement, but also the frustration of not having a moment to get away and be able to touch each other the way they wanted. Scott was a man of duty and could restrain himself, though he didn’t find it easy. At last the day was over and Scott and Jean could indulge in each other’s bodies, could physically express their love for each other.
As soon as they reached their room, they began passionately kissing. They both loved this part. Jean never grew tired of the feel of Scott’s lips on hers. He was so tender when he kissed, so full of affection and building desire. She returned each kiss, each lap of the tongue, eagerly. Scott broke away once to tell her how beautiful she was, how much he loved her – which only increased Jean’s pleasure.
For Scott, it was thrilling to finally be able to let some of the day’s guard down. He finally could take the lid off of the self-control he had needed to muster to keep his hands off his wife all day. Finally they were alone, they were touching and savoring every kiss.
Soon, though, Jean broke away and deftly removed her shirt. With the shirt removed, only her satiny bra covered her luscious breasts. Scott’s excitement and arousal increased just at the sight. He slowly brought a hand up to the roundness and touched those plump breasts through the silky cloth. Jean let out a small sigh. She then reached around and unhooked the bra, letting the garment slip to the floor. Scott’s eyes again widened now that Jean’s bare breasts were exposed. They were so large, so round, and yet so firm. He knew his cock was hard and almost uncomfortable against his pants.
Scott again reached his hands to caress and cup Jean’s breasts. “So beautiful, Jean,” he whispered, before dipping his head to start using his mouth and tongue on her. He circled one nipple with his tongue, while his hand continued to touch the other breast. He then sucked on her eagerly. Jean groaned again at Scott’s skill – she loved the way he touched and licked and lapped at her, and she loved the way her body turned him on.
When Scott broke away, Jean reached to kiss him again. Their tongues touched and played together. Every moment of the kiss was loving and erotic.
“I want to see more of you now,” Jean murmured. Scott obliged, removing his clothing as rapidly as he could. Jean took in his muscular chest and arms, his broad shoulders, his firm abs, and his legs. He was gorgeous, from head to toe. She loved the way his hardness bobbed when he removed his trousers. Scott was clearly eager and had been aching for it all day, but he also possessed incredible restraint.
Jean didn’t feel the need for any of that restraint now. She removed the rest of her clothing, but slowly removed the satiny panties so as to tantalize Scott even more. She deliberately brushed a hand against her throbbing clit as she pulled the panties off. “Come on, Scott,” she encouraged, as she moved to the bed and lay on her back, “I want you now”. She slowly spread her legs apart.
“Jean I want you so badly now too,” he said. The sight of Jean laying on the bed, invitingly spread open, made Scott want to leap on top of her right now. But he knew the wisdom in making it last slowly and drawing out the pleasure.
Scott moved on top of Jean, resuming their kissing. They spent many delicious moments just kissing, inserting their tongues into each other’s mouths, sometimes licking each other’s ears or necks, then returning to their kissing. Scott again eagerly dipped lower to once more kiss and stroke Jean’s breasts. He would never tire of touching her this way. He cupped both breasts in his hands and brought the nipples together so he could suck them both. Jean squirmed and moaned her delight. Scott dipped his head lower and took a few nibbles at her belly before again working his way up and enjoying her firm breasts again. The loved how hard and erect her nipples were.
Jean then reached hold of one of Scott’s hands and brought it down lower. She led it to her core which was wet and ready for some touches. “Rub my clit,” she whispered.
“I love it when you tell me what you want,” he breathed as he eagerly complied with her request. He used his fingers on her. They soon became wet with her juices. Jean sighed and her body shook as he stroked and rubbed that tiny, throbbing part of her body.
“Feels so good,” she told him as his fingers continued to work her. The tiny sensitive spot on her body sent shock waves of pleasure running throughout her entire system. Every nerve ending was on fire now, demanding release. She could not feel more ready. “Come on, get inside of me now,” she implored.
Scott ceased the work of his fingers and mounted Jean. She was wet and open. He slowly, slowly entered her. His hard cock stretched her out as it penetrated her moist depths. This was the most incredible feeling in the world, for both of them, when their bodies united and became one, when their most intimate parts came together. Scott remained on top of her for many moments so that she could just savor the sensation of fullness.
Then they slowly began the love rhythm. Scott thrust and then withdrew. Again he thrust forward and withdrew back. He moved slowly. Jean loved his strokes, loved the feeling of him inside of her, moving in and out. She groaned loudly and said, “Faster”.
Scott gradually picked up the pace. He began to thrust faster, moving his body with more and more speed inside of her. He was lost in the sexy feelings that overtook his body. His sense of control was nearly gone as he pumped her faster and faster, her moans and whispers urging him onward. It all felt too divine – her wet body surrounding him as she thrust her hips up to meet his strokes, her head tilted back and neck exposed as he placed more kisses upon it. The kisses felt silky and soft in contrast to his aggressive and powerful thrusting. Although often quiet during lovemaking, Scott couldn’t help but to cry out when Jean moaned, “I’m coming”. Both loudly groaned their release as they reached a powerful climax together.
They continued to thrust together as their arousal and climax slowly began to fade away. Scott repositioned himself so he lay at Jean’s side. They remained together, their bodies wrapped around each other’s. They were both covered with sweat and feeling very satisfied. “That was wonderful,” Jean moaned.
“Worth waiting all day for?”
“Absolutely. Though next time we end up having to wait all day I’m going to jump you inside a closet so we can have a quick one”.
Scott started to laugh. They had done that once, many years ago. He remembered holding onto Jean as she was backed against a wall, their frantic thrusts as they tried to stay upright inside the broom closet and tried to suppress their moans so they wouldn’t be detected. Angel had smirked when he saw the two moments later, their hair and clothing unkempt.
THE END
***
It had been building all day. The anticipation, the excitement, but also the frustration of not having a moment to get away and be able to touch each other the way they wanted. Scott was a man of duty and could restrain himself, though he didn’t find it easy. At last the day was over and Scott and Jean could indulge in each other’s bodies, could physically express their love for each other.
As soon as they reached their room, they began passionately kissing. They both loved this part. Jean never grew tired of the feel of Scott’s lips on hers. He was so tender when he kissed, so full of affection and building desire. She returned each kiss, each lap of the tongue, eagerly. Scott broke away once to tell her how beautiful she was, how much he loved her – which only increased Jean’s pleasure.
For Scott, it was thrilling to finally be able to let some of the day’s guard down. He finally could take the lid off of the self-control he had needed to muster to keep his hands off his wife all day. Finally they were alone, they were touching and savoring every kiss.
Soon, though, Jean broke away and deftly removed her shirt. With the shirt removed, only her satiny bra covered her luscious breasts. Scott’s excitement and arousal increased just at the sight. He slowly brought a hand up to the roundness and touched those plump breasts through the silky cloth. Jean let out a small sigh. She then reached around and unhooked the bra, letting the garment slip to the floor. Scott’s eyes again widened now that Jean’s bare breasts were exposed. They were so large, so round, and yet so firm. He knew his cock was hard and almost uncomfortable against his pants.
Scott again reached his hands to caress and cup Jean’s breasts. “So beautiful, Jean,” he whispered, before dipping his head to start using his mouth and tongue on her. He circled one nipple with his tongue, while his hand continued to touch the other breast. He then sucked on her eagerly. Jean groaned again at Scott’s skill – she loved the way he touched and licked and lapped at her, and she loved the way her body turned him on.
When Scott broke away, Jean reached to kiss him again. Their tongues touched and played together. Every moment of the kiss was loving and erotic.
“I want to see more of you now,” Jean murmured. Scott obliged, removing his clothing as rapidly as he could. Jean took in his muscular chest and arms, his broad shoulders, his firm abs, and his legs. He was gorgeous, from head to toe. She loved the way his hardness bobbed when he removed his trousers. Scott was clearly eager and had been aching for it all day, but he also possessed incredible restraint.
Jean didn’t feel the need for any of that restraint now. She removed the rest of her clothing, but slowly removed the satiny panties so as to tantalize Scott even more. She deliberately brushed a hand against her throbbing clit as she pulled the panties off. “Come on, Scott,” she encouraged, as she moved to the bed and lay on her back, “I want you now”. She slowly spread her legs apart.
“Jean I want you so badly now too,” he said. The sight of Jean laying on the bed, invitingly spread open, made Scott want to leap on top of her right now. But he knew the wisdom in making it last slowly and drawing out the pleasure.
Scott moved on top of Jean, resuming their kissing. They spent many delicious moments just kissing, inserting their tongues into each other’s mouths, sometimes licking each other’s ears or necks, then returning to their kissing. Scott again eagerly dipped lower to once more kiss and stroke Jean’s breasts. He would never tire of touching her this way. He cupped both breasts in his hands and brought the nipples together so he could suck them both. Jean squirmed and moaned her delight. Scott dipped his head lower and took a few nibbles at her belly before again working his way up and enjoying her firm breasts again. The loved how hard and erect her nipples were.
Jean then reached hold of one of Scott’s hands and brought it down lower. She led it to her core which was wet and ready for some touches. “Rub my clit,” she whispered.
“I love it when you tell me what you want,” he breathed as he eagerly complied with her request. He used his fingers on her. They soon became wet with her juices. Jean sighed and her body shook as he stroked and rubbed that tiny, throbbing part of her body.
“Feels so good,” she told him as his fingers continued to work her. The tiny sensitive spot on her body sent shock waves of pleasure running throughout her entire system. Every nerve ending was on fire now, demanding release. She could not feel more ready. “Come on, get inside of me now,” she implored.
Scott ceased the work of his fingers and mounted Jean. She was wet and open. He slowly, slowly entered her. His hard cock stretched her out as it penetrated her moist depths. This was the most incredible feeling in the world, for both of them, when their bodies united and became one, when their most intimate parts came together. Scott remained on top of her for many moments so that she could just savor the sensation of fullness.
Then they slowly began the love rhythm. Scott thrust and then withdrew. Again he thrust forward and withdrew back. He moved slowly. Jean loved his strokes, loved the feeling of him inside of her, moving in and out. She groaned loudly and said, “Faster”.
Scott gradually picked up the pace. He began to thrust faster, moving his body with more and more speed inside of her. He was lost in the sexy feelings that overtook his body. His sense of control was nearly gone as he pumped her faster and faster, her moans and whispers urging him onward. It all felt too divine – her wet body surrounding him as she thrust her hips up to meet his strokes, her head tilted back and neck exposed as he placed more kisses upon it. The kisses felt silky and soft in contrast to his aggressive and powerful thrusting. Although often quiet during lovemaking, Scott couldn’t help but to cry out when Jean moaned, “I’m coming”. Both loudly groaned their release as they reached a powerful climax together.
They continued to thrust together as their arousal and climax slowly began to fade away. Scott repositioned himself so he lay at Jean’s side. They remained together, their bodies wrapped around each other’s. They were both covered with sweat and feeling very satisfied. “That was wonderful,” Jean moaned.
“Worth waiting all day for?”
“Absolutely. Though next time we end up having to wait all day I’m going to jump you inside a closet so we can have a quick one”.
Scott started to laugh. They had done that once, many years ago. He remembered holding onto Jean as she was backed against a wall, their frantic thrusts as they tried to stay upright inside the broom closet and tried to suppress their moans so they wouldn’t be detected. Angel had smirked when he saw the two moments later, their hair and clothing unkempt.
THE END