Turn Me On

Turn Me On

by: RogueBHS

 

A/N: Was written for a challenge by a friend. Rules were thus: Must include the song “Turn Me On” by David Guetta w/ Nikki Minaj; must have Scott taking E instead of Tylenol; Must have (not back to back) a duck, a cutout of the Monopoly guy (from the board game), and a meal of pixie stix, beef jerky and beer; Remy has to suffer somehow.

 

X-mansion:

“But Jean?!” Scott asked as she loaded her overnight bag into her car. “Why did you have to go this time? You hate going on these trips, you said so yourself.”

“I know,” Jean said, “but Taryn wants to hang out for the first time in ages, how could I tell her no?”

“Easy,” Scott muttered, having not forgotten the way Taryn looked at him and the other X-men after it had come out they were mutants. When Jean shot him a look, he shrugged. “What? I don't appreciate how she and all her friends treated us.”

“Neither do I, but if she's willing to reach out and try to be friends again, I'm not going to turn her away,” Jean replied as she glanced at her bag, doing a mental check that she had everything. “I am sorry we won't get to do anything this weekend though.”

“Right,” Scott sighed, turning to go back into the mansion. Ever since the whole Apocalypse thing she had been more and more distant; it was beginning to piss him off. Well, with Jean gone for the weekend with all her former cheerleader friends, that left him to find something to do. Of course, its not like he had any thoughts. Wandering through the mansion, he scrapped the idea of watching TV when he found the other guys in there arguing over which actresses was the hottest. Beast had already claimed the danger room for a training session, and Storm was in the middle of a yoga routine in the gym.

Giving up on his usual avenues of recreation, Scott headed up to his room, thinking maybe he'd give his brother a call or, however pathetic it made him, get ahead a bit on his reading for his college classes.

He was a couple of hours into his reading when a knock on his door had him rising to answer. When he saw an excited Tabby and Kitty on the other side, he raised an eyebrow over his shades. “Um...what brings you two to my door?” he asks, because neither of them had ever come to his room before.

“There's this rockin' party planned over in the industrial district,” Tabby informed him, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “We were hoping we could talk you into taking us...” She added, giving her her best pleading look.

“Like, please??” Kitty begged, making her blue eyes as wide and cute as possible.

In the back of his mind, Scott knew he'd regret this, but the boyscout and gentleman sides of him wouldn't allow him to not take them. He knew Tabby well enough to realize if he didn't drive them, she'd either bum a ride from god knows who, or just walk, neither of which were safe options for two teenage girls...especially since they were mutants. So, with a sigh, Scott opened his door wide. “Let me put some stuff away and I'll meet you downstairs, okay?”

Tabby leaped at him and planted a kiss on his cheek, shocking him. “Thank you!”

When she and Kitty left, still thanking him all the way down the hall, Scott stood still for a moment, still trying to figure out if Tabby had really just done what he thought she had. Deciding to ignore it for now, he closed his door long enough to change into a pair of jeans and plain t-shirt before closing up his textbooks and leaving his room. Finding Tabby and Kitty in the garage, waiting next to his car, Scott sighed and got in.

The drive to the party took nearly half an hour, and listening to the chatter from Kitty and Tabby had him regretting not grabbing something for a headache at the mansion. He knew Kitty's Valley girl talk always gave him a headache when he was exposed to it for too long, so you'd think he'd realize that having a bottle of Tylenol handy was a must. And since Rogue wasn't around, the only other X-man who had headache meds on her at all times, he would have to suffer through in silence.

As they got closer to the entry, Scott frowned when he noticed the fact that there was a cover-charge. Well, there went any idea he had of leaving. He had just enough experience with parties to know that if there was a cover-charge in Bayville that meant there was alcohol and god knows what else, none of which he was willing to leave Kitty and Tabby alone around. After digging out his share of the charge to enter from his pocket, he just smirked at Tabby.

“You two need someone responsible to make sure nothing happens to you, and since I'm not about to trust you to someone like him,” he said, jerking his thumb to indicate a guy of around 18 who was pierced in multiple locations and already a half-empty beer bottle in hand, “that means I'm sticking around.”

“Awww,” Kitty cooed, and gave Scott a quick hug. “You're so sweet, Scott!”

What's with the sudden gestures of affection? Scott wondered, even as he eyed Kitty warily. It wasn't too much longer before they reached the door, and paid to get in. Inside, Scott was made even more glad he had not abandoned Kitty and Tabby to their own devices. Off to his right was a massive bar set up with alcohol in excess, and he was pretty sure there were some recreational drugs being passed around too. Up above, he saw massive containers, and when he asked Tabby, she told him it was a foam party...the first ever in Bayville, hence the fact the place was so full.

Guiding the girls to the bar, he double checked the drinks they received to make sure they were nothing but cola, and made both of them promise him they would not set the drinks down anywhere unattended.

Before long, the pounding beat of the music mixed with Kitty's chatter had his headache bordering on migraine, and he groaned. He had been left at a high table with the drinks while Kitty and Tabby were out dancing with a couple of guys, but as he watched them, he realized there was another familiar figure making her way onto the dance floor. When had Rogue gotten here? As was her norm when she went out now that she had control of her powers, she was clad in a pair of short leather shorts and halter top, her favorite club outfit. Glancing at the drinks, he decided there wasn't enough in any of the cups to worry about, and trashed them before moving onto the dance floor to intercept the Goth.

She was already dancing to the beat of some bump-and-grind number, and when he came up and touched her arm, she spun to face him. “Scott?!” she said, surprised. “What are ya doin heah?”

“Kitty and Tabby,” he replied, pointing to the two girls who weren't too far away. “They needed a ride, and when I saw what kind of party this was...”

“Ya such a gent,” Rogue teased, pulling him to her and starting to dance with him. It was his turn to be surprised. “You're on a dance floor, sugah, ya stand around too long people get upset.”

“I don't suppose you have anything for a headache, do you?” he asked, even as he tried to avoid grinding too much with her.

Rogue laughed and gestured to her outfit. “Do Ah look like Ah've got a space t' store a bottle o' meds on meh?”

Scott glanced at her outfit, and couldn't help the way his eyes lingered on where the top dipped low between her breasts. Jesus she had one hell of a rack on her. And he really shouldn't be looking at it. He pulled his eyes back up to meet hers. “I guess not,” he replied, unable to stop his eyes from dipping back down to glance at the bared skin.

“Mah eyes are up heah, Scott,” she teased, laughing. “Nevah thought Ah'd have t' tell you that.”

“Tell Scott what?” Tabby asked, even as she hugged Rogue as a hello, with Kitty grabbing the Goth for a hug from the other side.

“Where mah eyes are in relation to my boobs.”

“What?” Tabby asked, even as her own eyes dipped to the bared cleavage. “Well you are showing more of the girls than he's used to...damn, it really is all you isn't it?”

Kitty snorted in laughter. “Of course its all her...she has the biggest boobs of all the girls. Even Jean is jealous of how big she is.”

Scott couldn't believe this conversation was going on in front of him, but was thankful that Kitty and Tabby were dressed more conservative than Rogue. “Umm...”

Rogue patted his cheek in a condescending way and was about to say something when a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.

“Fancy seein' you here, Cherie...”

Rogue turned abruptly as she pulled from the arms. “What th' hell are you doin' heah Cajun?” she asked Gambit, frowning.

“Just lookin' fo' a good time,” he assured her, even as he took a sip of a drink in his hand. “T'ought ya might wanna join me.”

Seeing the look on Rogue's face, Scott wrapped an arm around her, then pulled Kitty and Tabby closer as well just to ensure the Cajun didn't get any other ideas. “Sorry, she's here with me,” Scott informed the Cajun, a smug smile on his face that implied far more than he realized. “And I'm not in a sharing mood.”

Rogue glanced at Scott, then smirked, sliding her arm around him as well. She saw the Cajun's expression falter, and the smirk turned to a grin. “What he said.”

Remy's eyes narrowed for a moment and he smirked. Had she forgotten he was an empath? “Really? Cause yo' emotions say somet'in else , Cherie.”

Scott glared at the Cajun, but was stopped from responding by Rogue, who placed a finger over his lips as she looked up at him with a seductive look. “Ain't our fault he's an idiot, sugah,” she informed him, even as she slid her other hand into his back pocket. “Don't worry, Ah'll make it up t' ya latah, havin' t' put up with him interruptin' us...”

Looking down at her, he gave a wry smile. “Damn right you will.”

Frowning, Remy glanced at the other two girls, and found them too young for his taste. And since it was obvious his Southern Belle had finally gotten her Fearless Leader, he opted to leave her alone for now. He'd find her later when the guy wasn't around and convince her he was the better man. Stalking off, he drained the last of his drink and headed for the bar.

Behind him, Rogue laughed and leaned into Scott. “So, what do Ah owe ya for runnin' that asshole off an' th' fact he interrupted us at all?”

Scott considered it for a moment. “Well, I still have that headache...” he only half joked.

“Ah'll go get ya some asprin from mah car,” she assured him. “Ah'll be right back.”

Tabby glanced at him, smirking. “Dude, you stare any harder at her ass and she's gonna come back here to smack you.”

Scott started, then glanced at Tabby. “I have no idea what you're talking about.” When both girls just laughed, he put an arm around each of them and led them back over to the bar. “Come on, I threw out our other drinks. Lets get some new ones.”

“Ooh, can I try one of those?” Kitty asked, pointing at some fruity cocktail drink that Scott knew would be pumped full of alcohol.

“Umm...not for a few more years, Kit,” Scott told her. “Four Cokes,” he informed one of the bartenders, then shot them a pointed look. “ONLY Coke in them please.”

The girl rolled her eyes at him, but when she noticed Tabby and Kitty on his arms, brought over a fresh two liter of Coke and served it into four clean cups. “There ya go...” she informed him, and shot him a brief smile. When Scott pulled out a few bills to pay for it, he was surprised when she waved him off. “On me. Its nice to see a good guy around here for a change who's not trying to slip girls something.”

Scott gave her a grateful smile and picked up his drink and the one for Rogue, then moved off to a spot with Kitty and Tabby where they could keep an eye out for Rogue. When the Goth came striding back in, she was about to set something on the table he had snagged again when someone jostled her, sending four white tablets scattering. Scott came around to help her pick them up before they got trampled, and when Rogue asked to see them, he raised an eyebrow. “What? Aren't they all Tylenol?”

Rogue rolled her eyes at him, but didn't quite meet his gaze. “Jus' let meh see em, okay?”

Though his gut told him something was up, he handed the two tablets he had picked up to Rogue for her to inspect. After scrutinizing the tablets for a couple of moments, she handed two back to him, an unsure look on her face. Despite the gut feeling, he was desperate for his headache to go away, and downed the two tablets along with half his Coke, then glanced at her. “On the chance that wasn't Tylenol I just took, mind telling me what it could be?”

She didn't meet his gaze again, and mumbled something there was no way he'd hear over the music. When he asked her to repeat what she had said, she blushed vividly when she leaned up to his ear. “Uh...it might be E.”

It was hard to say who was more shocked, Scott or the other two girls.

“You take E?!” Kitty exclaimed, though Rogue was thankful it would be hard to hear her over the music.

Sighing, Rogue leaned on the table. “Not all the time, its just one of the few things that helps the psyches shut up. I haven't taken it in months, but...” She glanced at them, and was surprised to see that all three seemed to get it now. “Just wanted t' really let loose t'night.”

Scott gave her a serious look, then sighed as well. “Will it at least get rid of the headache?”

All three girls couldn't help but laugh. “Sugah, you'd forget about th' headache all t'gethah.”

Though a part of him wanted to freak out, Scott couldn't bring himself to do so. It was obvious Rogue felt bad, and he was actually kind of having fun hanging out with the three girls. He had been the perfect X-man for so long...never doing anything on purpose that might make the Professor upset with him or disappointed. One night of letting loose couldn't do any harm, right? And with all of his college classes, plus X-men responsibilities...yeah, he needed to de-stress.

Smiling, he pulled Rogue over for a hug since she seemed to need it. “Hey, just promise you'll make sure we all get home okay...even if you have to call someone, yeah?”

Rogue nodded and put the other two tablets into...well, Scott wasn't quite sure where she had put it, though he assumed it had to be in the pocket of her shorts. “Ah'll stay sober,” she assured him.

Around an hour later, Tabby and Kitty were on their way to drunk, while it had been confirmed that Scott had definitely taken the E instead of Tylenol. He had relaxed far more than expected, and was now sitting on an old couch with Tabby on one side and Kitty on the other, all three sipping on some kind of alcohol. True to her word, Rogue was stone sober, which only mildly annoyed her. It was worth it to be the only one who'd remember seeing Scott laugh his ass off when Kitty had burped for the first time after the E kicked in.

When it first became clear that Tabby was an affectionate drunk, and was hitting on Scott, Rogue wasn't too surprised that he returned the flirting. She had always ensured someone was with her if she was going to drink or take E at a party like this, generally Lance or Pietro for the same reason. She was quite flirty when she took either one. Rogue was surprised however when Kitty started hitting on Scott, though in retrospect she shouldn't have been. Kitty had begun to idolize Tabby in recent months, and was always hanging out with the blonde, doing things she did.

When Tabby pulled Scott off of the couch and onto the dance floor, with Kitty not far behind, Rogue ditched all three cups of whatever alcohol they'd been having, plus her own cup of water. It wasn't long before a countdown began for what was probably the fifth or sixth dumping of foam that night, and when it came pouring down the three others went wild. Yet another bump-and-grind song came on not long after, and Scott found himself sandwiched between Tabby and Kitty, both of whom were beginning to feel him up. Apparently they had passed the affectionate phase of drunk and moved into the flat out horny stage.

Scott began to get into it, and was flattering both girls with all sorts of endearments and compliments on how sexy they were while he let his own hands begin to roam. Obviously the fact that Kitty was just shy of her 17^th birthday, while he was just recently 21 never occurred to him, but it did to Rogue, who gently pushed the girl to Tabby, encouraging her to flirt elsewhere. No need for Scott to end up doing something even more illegal. Thankfully, Tabby and Kitty were both bi, so when Kitty began to feel up the blonde instead of Scott, there were no complaints. In order to discourage Kitty returning to grind against Scott, Rogue took her place behind him, earning her a smirk from Scott when he felt her generous breasts against his back.

“Just makin' sure ya ain't gonna miss Kitty bein' back heah,” she teased.

“Not if it means you're there,” he assured her, winking at her.

Rogue lost track of how long the four of them danced together, the foam making their bodies and clothes glide easily. Kitty seemed happy enough to only be allowed to feel up Tabby, while the blonde and Rogue kept Scott plenty occupied. Scott became increasingly affectionate with them, going so far as to steal kisses from the two older girls, and managed to startle Rogue with how good he was at it.

When Scott complained of being hungry, Rogue managed to scrounge up what to her wasn't much, but the three others certainly chowed down on the beef jerky and pixie sticks, while consuming a cup of beer each to keep their buzz going.

While they let the food settle, Tabby sat herself in Scott's lap, and coaxed him to feel her up, something that took far less convincing than Rogue expected. Kitty was leaning against the arm of the couch, staring at the play of lights in the room, completely oblivious until Tabby decided the brunette needed some attention and leaned off of Scott to pull the brunette into a kiss. Scott grinned widely, watching as Tabby crawled completely off his lap to make-out with the younger girl. Right then, all was good in his world. Glancing up, Tabby frowned at Rogue.

“You not gonna join in?” she asked, clearly confused why Rogue wasn't joining in the love-fest.

Before Rogue could answer, Scott reached over, pulling Rogue from her spot where she had been sitting on the back of the couch and into his lap. “Yes she is,” he answered for her, leaning in to kiss her. When she went to pull away, Scott held her tighter, and moved his lips down to her neck, a place she had not been kissed before. “Stay,” he instructed, smiling. “God you have the softest skin,” he murmured against her neck, and she felt herself melt into him. A second pair of hands began to feel her up, then a third, and Rogue glanced to realize Kitty and Tabby had joined her, one on either side. Despite being drunk, the fact that she wasn't supposed to do anything with Scott seemed to have stuck in Kitty's mind, and she kept her hands strictly on Rogue or Tabby.

Some part of Rogue's mind knew none of them would be doing this if they weren't drunk, and in Scott's case experiencing the high of a recreational drug, but damned if it didn't feel good to be fawned over. Other than a brief relationship with Pietro and another with Warren, she'd not had any boyfriends (or girlfriends, she wasn't opposed to the idea) to experiment with since getting control of her powers. There were offers, mostly from that stupid card-carrying Cajun, but none had appealed to her. Now, though, she decided to savor the experience while it lasted.

With that in mind, she began to return the affection that was being given to her, letting her hands and lips explore the smooth flesh of Tabby and Kitty, or the muscles of Scott. No one was paying them any mind, and they certainly weren't the only ones practically having sex in public. In fact, Rogue swore she saw a couple having sex in the middle of the dance floor. She, however, wasn't in the mood for such a public display, and managed to coax the others to follow her (still groping and kissing) into one of the many nearly barren offices that had been converted into 'bedrooms.' Okay, so really it was just a mattress on the floor with an old, faded sheet set and pillow, plus a low light, but it would suffice. Turning the lock to ensure they didn't have someone walk in, Rogue rejoined the three who had already laid on the mattress and begun to undress each other.

She helped Tabby relieve Scott of his jeans, and helped Kitty peel off her tight t-shirt, making sure to soothe the newly exposed flesh as clothing was pulled off. When Tabby engaged her in her first girl-on-girl lip lock, Rogue nearly froze, but then found the feel of soft lips and heat to be too much to ignore or deny. While she and Tabby began to make out, Scott helped Rogue out of her tight leather shorts, exposing a thong, her preferred underwear. Kitty helped Tabby finish undressing, making the blonde the first of them who was completely nude, with Kitty not far behind thanks to Scott's eager hands. Apparently he had forgotten that Kitty was a no-no, but was reminded when Rogue smacked his hands away from Kitty's small breasts.

“Sorry,” he muttered, and turned his attention to Tabby instead, while Rogue moved over to soothe her former roommate, who was looking put out that she wasn't receiving any attention.

Rogue's hands smoothed over Kitty's petite figure, not really trying to arouse, but if the way Kitty kept mewling and sighing was any indication, it was having that affect anyhow. Kitty took it upon herself to get Rogue out of her halter top, and didn't seem too surprised to find that Rogue was bra-less. Instead, she decided to be the first present to get their hands on Rogue's bared breasts, and had Rogue giving a few sighs of her own in no time.

Noting that she and Scott were the only ones not yet nude, Rogue broke away from Kitty, giving the younger girl a gentle push towards the now waiting Tabby. While Kitty and Tabby began to kiss and touch, Rogue leaned over Scott, who was flat on his back on the mattress. “Well hello there, Sugah,” she murmured, leaning down to nip at his neck. Her crush on him was long gone, but damned if she wasn't curious what the man would be like in bed.

Scott groaned, grabbing at her bare ass to pull her body full atop his. “Hey yourself.” His fingers played with the band of the thong she still wore, and he smirked at her when she looked at him again. “I think you're over-dressed.”

“If Ah am, then so are you,” she reminded him, then gave him a feel through his boxers.

“Hmm...so I am,” he said, seeming surprised. “I thought Tabby had taken those off.”

“Huh?” Tabby asked, looking up from where she had been lavishing Kitty's small breasts with attention.

“Nothin Tabby,” Rogue told her, and the blonde immediately went back to making the brunette moan. “Well Ah'll take care of that for ya,” she added, smiling at Scott.

“Thanks,” he said, releasing her thong and lifting his hips (and her in the process) so she could get them off.

Not bothering to take her time, Rogue slid the boxers off and tossed them to the pile of clothing they had made, then sat back to get a good look at him. “Damn, you're a fine piece o' work, sugah...” she murmured, allowing her hands to slide up his muscled legs. “Don't ya agree girls?”

Tabby and Kitty broke apart to take a look at Scott, and stared wide eyed at him. “Wow,” Kitty breathed, having never see a fully nude guy before. “He's so hot...”

Tabby nodded in agreement, and crawled over to touch his well-formed six-pack. “Damn...no wonder all the girls fawn over you...”

Kitty joined them, but refrained from touching, lest she get carried away. Instead, she reached around Tabby to cup the older girls breasts. “Wish I could touch him,” she pouted.

“Ya can in a few months,” Rogue told her, though she had a feeling that without recreating the same circumstances that existed tonight, Kitty would never get the chance. “Why don't you an' Tabby have a little fun?” She asked, giving a sly wink in their direction. “Ah have an itch that's waited years t' be scratched...”

Tabby and Kitty were all too willing to finally do something to satisfy their own growing arousal, and quickly moved to one side of the bed to resume exploring each others bodies, this time with much more purpose.

Scott looked at her, confused, though that expression cleared quickly when Rogue slid her body back on top of his. “What itch?”

Rogue gazed down at Scott, and noticed his eyes seemed to be focused entirely on where her breasts were resting against his chest. “Ah had a massive crush on ya when Ah first got t' Bayville,” she explained, though she had a feeling he wouldn't remember come tomorrow. “Lasted nearly a year.”

“Really?” he asked, his hands sliding down to cup her ass, and it was then he realized she still had her thong on. Slowing working it down her hips, he smirked at her. “How did I not notice?”

“Ya were focused on othah things,” she told him, not wanting to ruin her night by mentioning the red-head who was Scott's on-again/off-again girlfriend. Lifting herself to a standing position, she finished removing her own thong for him, then sat back down astride him, letting him feel the damp between her legs against his own arousal. “Gawd Ah never can get over how that feels...”

“How what feels?” he asked, even as he rolled his hips into hers, a mix of disbelief and heat surging through his system at how good she felt.

“Bein' skin t' skin against someone.”

A sudden loud moan from beside them had Rogue and Scott looking over, and the found the two other girls using their hands to pleasure each other while they french kissed. Scott got an impossibly wide smile, then looked up at Rogue. “Damn...that's hot...”

Rogue couldn't help but nod, because even though she was sober, seeing the two girls so involved was still a bit of a turn-on, and she found herself wondering what it would feel like. From out in the club, the music reverberated even in the enclosed space, and as a new song played, Rogue slid her body along Scott's, her eyes closing at the feeling.

Docta docta, need you back home, baby

Docta Docta, where you at?

Give me something

I need your love

I need your love

I need your loving

You got that kind of medicine that keeps me comin'

As Scott began to touch and kiss along her body, Rogue let her eyes frequently gaze over to where the other two girls were moaning in increasing frequency and volume, letting their obvious pleasure increase her own. Before long, both of the younger girls had reached their peak, and as soon as Tabby had recovered, she was attached to Rogue's back, while Kitty lay still and tried to catch her breath. Scott urged Tabby to move, then flipped Rogue onto her back, before proceeding to move down between her legs. As he used his tongue, tasting her, he gave a groan of appreciation.

My body needs a hero

Come and save me

Something tells me you know how to save me

I've been feeling weird, oh!

Oh, I need you to come and rescue me

“Jesus, Rogue, you taste so good...”

Tabby nudged him to one side. “Let me try...”

Rogue had no time to even realize what was going on before Tabby had attacked her with her tongue, making Rogue cry out in a mix of surprise and pleasure. Scott just smirked at her while allowing Tabby to take over what he had been planning to do, even as his hand drifted down to stroke himself.

Make me come alive

Come on turn me on

Touch me, save my life

Come on and turn me on

I'm too young to die

Come on and turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Shaking her head, even as a low moan escaped her, Rogue reached for Scott. “C...C'mere you...no point in...Ah lord...doin' that yaself,” she informed him, her speech impeded by Tabby's furious attention below.

Make me come alive

Come on turn me on

Touch me, save my life

Come on and turn me on

I'm too young to die

Come on and turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Scott seemed happy to hear that, and waited while Rogue and Tabby maneuvered so that Tabby could continue her attention on Rogue too. Laying down again, Scott groaned in appreciation when Rogue slid her warm, wet mouth around his arousal, her attention to him just as eager as Tabby was to Rogue. It didn't take much longer though before Tabby's licking and sucking brought Rogue to the edge, and Scott felt himself pop out of Rogue's mouth with an oddly sexy slurping sound as Rogue let out a strangled sounding scream of pleasure. Tabby grinned widely as she removed her face from between Rogue's legs, licking her lips. Kitty grabbed the blonde and pulled her over for a kiss, letting out a sound of appreciation of her own.

Oh, you make it, make it right

My temperature is super high

If I scream, if I cry

It's only 'cause I feel alive

“Wow,” she breathed as the kiss broke. “She does taste good.”

“Doesn't she?” Tabby asked, then began to work her way down Kitty's body. “Lets see how you taste...”

Taking a moment to recover, Rogue slid up to lay across Scott. “Just give meh a sec,” she assured him. “Ah intend on finishin' what Ah started...”

My body needs a hero

Come and save me

Something tells me you know how to save me

I've been feeling weird, oh!

Oh, I need you to come and rescue me

Glancing over, Tabby raised her head. “Want me to take care of him, and you can come play with Kitty?”

“Ugh,” Kitty pouted, trying to force Tabby back between her legs. “Why'd you stop?”

Shaking her head, Rogue smiled. “Ya ain't that much oldah than Kit....probably best if Ah'm th' one who plays with Scott th' most...”

“True,” Tabby murmured. She wasn't so drunk as to think her parents would care if she was over the age of consent or not, but she did know the Professor would if he ever found out about tonight. So instead, she'd pay most of her attention to Kitty and Rogue.

Make me come alive

Come on turn me on

Touch me, save my life

Come on and turn me on

I'm too young to die

Come on and turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Scott smirked at Rogue. “Won't hear me complain.”

Rogue leaned up to give him a quick kiss, then slid back down his body to engulf his arousal in her mouth again. As she resumed the sucking and licking she had been doing before, Rogue decided to turn it up a notch, and began to hum along to the song playing outside of the room, earning her a delighted moan from Scott.

Make me come alive

Come on turn me on

Touch me, save my life

Come on and turn me on

I'm too young to die

Come on and turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Her combined methods of attention had Scott going crazy from the sensations, and a constant stream of words left his mouth; praises for her technique, exclamations of how good it felt, her name and the occasional curse word fell from his lips while his hands took hold of her head on either side, allowing him to force her to deep throat (though it wasn't his total intention).

You've got my life in the palm of your hands

Come and save me now

I know you can, I know you can



D,D,D,D,Don't let me die young, I just want you to father my young

I just want you to be my docta, we can get it crackin' chiropractor, I, I, I, I



I,I,I I know you can save me

And make me feel alive

Scott came with no warning, forcing Rogue to make an instant decision of if she would swallow or not. Not that there was really much choice involved. She was sure had he been more coherent Scott would've been surprised that she swallowed as much as she could, but his taste wasn't that bad.

“De fuck's goin' on in here?!” a voice asked from the doorway, and had all four looking up in surprise. There was the same cocky Cajun who had bothered them earlier, looking as though he had been slapped, especially when he caught sight of Rogue. She was looking up at him from between Scott's thighs, a bit of his cum on her chin, even as she grinned at him.

Make me come alive

Come on turn me on

Touch me, save my life

Come on and turn me on

I'm too young to die

Come on and turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

Turn me on

“Well Ah'd think you'd know, given ya rep, Swamp Rat,” she drawled, even as she wiped at her chin, then sucked her fingers clean.

Scott gave a cat-that-got-the-canary grin, even as he gave Rogue's arm a gentle tug, urging her to lay beside him. While the Goth settled herself at his side, Scott raised an eyebrow at the Cajun. “I'm still not in the mood to share, sorry.”

Tabby and Kitty both crawled to lay closer to Scott, scowling up at Gambit. “Like, go away, you freak,” Kitty said, curling into Tabby, who had laid on Scott's free side.

They looked like something from a cheap porno, Gambit thought, completely jealous. He had only ever managed a threesome before, and here was the damned perfect X-geek with not just two but three girls clamoring to be with him. And of course, one of them had to be the Goth girl he wanted so bad for himself.

Catching the way the Cajun was looking at her, Rogue leaned down to stage whisper in Scott's ear. “Ah think he's jealous, sugah,” she gave his ear a teasing nip, earning her a groan that made Gambit scowl darkly. “An' Ah really don't like th' way he's lookin' at meh...”

That settled it for Scott, who gave a possessive growl before lifting his shades just enough to give a pin-point blast right at the Cajun's crotch, sending him flying out of the room with a pained yelp. “Better?” Scott asked, smiling down at the girls.

“Much,” Kitty assured him, even as Tabby and Rogue managed a three-way kiss with him. Kitty got up and quickly closed and re-locked the door, then sat on the edge of the bed to watch as the other two girls engaged Scott in an awkward make-out session. Her petite hand slid down her own body to touch herself, since she had not found release again when Tabby had been engaging her in oral.

Groaning, Tabby hooked one leg over Scott's muscled thigh, and began to rub herself along him, getting hot at the feel of a well formed male body next to her. “Ah god...” she moaned, releasing herself from the three-way lip-lock so she could focus on grinding against him.

Noticing Kitty off to the side alone, Rogue had a wicked idea that she was surprised she'd entertain while sober. But then, she always was a bit of a deviant. Before she could voice it, from outside the room a scream sounded, followed by someone yelling.

“The fuck is a duck doing in here????”

Confused, the four glanced at each other, and were about to shrug it off when a duck came flying (falling?) through a hole in the ceiling. So startled was Scott that he blasted the poor thing, frying it instantly.

“Umm...whoops?” he said, staring at the now extra crispy duck in the corner of the room.

All three girls stared at it too for a long moment, then the four looked at each other and burst into insane laughter. But it didn't take long, even after the bizarre interruption for the writhing of their bodies as they laughed to remind them of what they had been up to before hand. Laughter turned to sighs and groans, and though she was jail-bait, Scott found himself making out with a very pleased Kitty while Rogue and Tabby took time to learn each others bodies.

Since she was so petite, Kitty's damp core was rubbing at his stomach while they kissed, and she found herself groaning in frustration. She was desperate for another release, and was just about to move herself to grind against him properly, when Rogue pulled the younger girl off of him.

“Uh uh,” Rogue insisted, and kissed the girl roughly to avoid protest. “How about you an' Ah play, while Tabby gets some attention from 'im?”

Intrigued, Kitty nodded eagerly. Truthfully she was more lesbian than bi, but she still liked the way guys were built. So when Rogue began to expertly give her body the attention it craved, Kitty was all too happy to lay back and let the older girl explore her slim figure with her lips.

To their side, Tabby had pulled herself on top of Scott, placing her core at his face. “C'mon tiger,” she teased, smiling. “Lets see if we can beat them to the finish line, hmm?”

Eager to please, Scott buried his face between her thighs, earning him a pleased moan before Tabby took the tip of him into her mouth. He could tell instantly she wouldn't be as talented at this as Rogue, but she definitely made up for it in enthusiasm.

Because of their height difference, Kitty and Rogue couldn't seek pleasure at the same time, but Rogue didn't seem to mind as she used her mouth and fingers on the younger girl. And despite it being her first time with another girl, Rogue managed to have Kitty screaming her release in a matter of minutes.

“Jesus,” Kitty moaned as she came down from the high, curling up to her former roommate. “That was...like...wow...”

Rogue gave an amused laugh, even as she noticed that Kitty was beginning to drift off to sleep. Grabbing Scott's shirt, she rolled it into a pillow for her friend, and gently moved Kitty off to the side of the mattress, where she'd be less disturbed as the other three had their fun. Scooting over to the other two, she laid along Scott's side, allowing him and Tabby to continue while she watched. Well, until a bit of curiosity seized her and she found herself sitting up. Motioning to Scott to keep quiet and pull away for a moment, Rogue leaned in, giving a long, slow lick along Tabby's core that had the other girl moaning.

“Damn Scott,” the blonde said, pulling away from him for a moment to look back, only to be greeted by the sight of a smirking Rogue as the Goth gave another lick. “Oh god...you want to make this a three-way oral?” she asked, noting Kitty asleep.

Shrugging, Rogue moved to allow Scott and Tabby to lay on their sides, then took position between Scott and Tabby, so they made an awkward triangle or was it a circle? Since she was no where near her own release, Rogue waited a few moments, allowing her body to rapidly heat once Scott had his mouth on her again, then dove face first between Tabby's legs, making the poor girl buck in surprise. Apparently Rogue was an expert at oral, be it with men or women, and had Tabby screaming out not long after she had started, leaving the blonde to roll away, so that Rogue and Scott could finish each other off.

“Mm,” Scott moaned as he pulled away. “Much as I love this, I think I've had enough oral,” he told Rogue, smirking at her.

With the way he pushed her onto her back and moved over her, Rogue had a feeling she knew what he wanted, and was suddenly glad she was on the pill. She seriously doubted any of them had other protection with them, and Scott was in no state to think of it himself now that the E and alcohol had him firmly in their clutches. Not that she was of a mind to deny him, either way. She had enjoyed the female loving, but she knew without doubt she preferred men.

Gripping her thighs, Scott slowly moved them apart, with no resistance and slid more fully atop her. “Oh yeah...” Scott moaned as he rocked his hips against hers, forcing his arousal to press against her core. “You're gonna be tight aren't you?”

Smirking, Rogue parted her legs further to wrap them around his waist, feeling the tip pressing instantly against her, wanting entry. “Ya know it,” she murmured, even as he finally began to push in to her. Letting out a deep breath to ensure she was as relaxed as possible given his size, Rogue couldn't help but moan when he pushed another inch in. “Ohh...you're only th' second Ah've been with,” she informed him.

“Good,” was his only response, as he finally pushed the rest of the way in. Now buried to the hilt, he groaned and was still for a long moment. “Jesus...so tight.”

Rogue took advantage of the pause to glance at the other two, only to find Tabby had curled up next to Kitty, and was now asleep as well. Satisfied the other two girls were okay, Rogue refocused on Scott, just in time for him to begin to withdraw from her. The combination of his size and her tightness made for a sensation like she'd never had before, and apparently never had he, given the way he was intent on drawing it out. Her first experiences in the realm of sex had included the man (Warren) picking up the pace nearly immediately after the initial penetration, so this was an interesting change.

After a few minutes of very slow movements, during which time Scott, even in his current “not all there” state, ensured he found the spots that made her moan, he began to pick up the pace. Again it was a new sensation, and he found himself constantly changing pace, enjoying how different it all was.

The constant changes kept Rogue in a rare state of near orgasm for a good few minutes after he found her g-spot and began to pound it repeatedly, but a sudden increase in speed was all it took for her to scream out his name as she finally got a release that was easily in her top 5 ever. Her recovery was impeded by the fact that Scott kept thrusting, a smirk on his face. So instead of coming down from the incredible high, Rogue felt it building even higher, and could no longer contain the moans, sighs and whimpers that escaped her lips

The feeling of her orgasm rippling around him had caused a small orgasm for Scott as well, but not one that was anywhere near big enough to cause him to have to pull out. His hands gripped her thighs harder, probably leaving bruises, and he lifted her a bit higher as he continued to thrust, loving all the little sounds she was making. The added lubrication from her orgasm made things easier, and he finally began to piston in and out of her at an incredible rate, that in reality should have woken the other two girls because of how the mattress shook.

Rogue could feel her second orgasm coming on fast, and when he moved just so, her clit barely brushed his rock hard stomach. That was all it took, and she fell off the edge into an absolutely mind-blowing orgasm that left her unable to speak or move as her whole body shook from the force of it.

Scott was there with her this time, the beginnings of her climax forcing his own, and he too found himself unable to speak or move, the sensations of it all nearly too much for him to handle. He dimly recognized the feeling of her body shaking beneath his, and rolled to his side, pulling her to lay with him as he passed out.

Rogue remained the only one even barely conscious, though not by much. Sleep threatened, but she held it back, knowing that for all of them to rest would be folly in the midst of a party like this. It took a half hour wait, but finally the others began to rouse. Once they were all awake enough, Rogue had them dress, and the four made their way to Scott's car. She had come in a taxi, given she intended to drink, etc, and knew the Professor would be very upset to knew she had driven in such a state.

Getting all of them buckled in took longer than Rogue thought, as did the drive home, but at long last, she was dragging them all up the stairs of the mansion. Since it was after 2am, all of the students were in bed, and Logan had gone out on a solo mission days ago, so she was able to get them there without incident. Scott was by far the hardest to drag along, and oddly was still trying to grope her though she could see the fatigue from the E setting in. Deciding he would have to be the first she tucked in, she turned to the boys dorms and managed to get Scott into bed with less fuss than expected. He was quite willing to let her undress him down to his boxers, and even though his speech was slurred with sleep, invited her to join him.

Tabby and Kitty thought this was a great idea, and before Rogue could stop them had stripped to their underwear and crawled into his queen-sized bed, with Tabby curled into his side, while Kitty was cuddled to Tabby.

Deciding that they would all catch hell anyhow, Rogue stripped down to her thong and slid into bed with them, allowing Scott to pull her to him. Once snug against him, Rogue laid her head against his chest, and promptly fell sound asleep, as Kitty and Tabby had already done.

Some time the next day, a scream woke the four, and Rogue cracked her green eyes warily. Oh how she'd love to do harm to whomever had screamed. Her gaze found Jean at the door to the bedroom, and it was then that Rogue remembered the night before in vivid detail. Smirking, she looked at the red-head from across Scott's chest. “Oh...hey Jean...” she greeted tiredly, not caring when the sheet slipped to bare her from the waist up because Kitty had snatched at it to cover her bra.

“What...what the....Why are you all in Scott's bed?” Jean said at last. Frowning, she pointed to the corner. “And what on earth is that???”

Curious, Rogue turned to look at the corner of Scott's room where Jean pointed. For reasons unknown to the Goth, a life size cutout of the guy from Monopoly was leaning there. Turning to the others, she raised an eyebrow. “Well Ah know Ah have no idea how that got there....any o' ya'll got a thought?”

“Not a clue...but then, I'm still trying to figure out why the hell I'm in bed with you three,” Tabby muttered, rubbing at her head.

“Same,” Kitty replied softly, even as she noticed her clothes in pile right next to Tabby's. “But, like, I guess I took my own clothes off...”

Scott glanced at Rogue, having vaguely remembered her promise to stay sober the night before. “I'm guess you know why we're all in the same bed?”

Rogue shrugged lightly, noting that the gaze of all present was on her large breasts. “Your room was closest, and ya were th' heaviest, so Ah came in heah first. Those two jus' decided they weren't goin' anywhere.”

“That doesn't explain why you stayed,” Jean growled.

“He asked meh to,” Rogue said simply, and grinned when Jean growled again.

“I did?” Scott asked, rubbing at his head. “I don't really remember much of last night. Other than something about a duck...and...” his eyes went wide behind his sunglasses and he glanced down at Rogue. “Okay, no more of whatever I had last night for me...”

“That's fine...ya can just be th' designated drivah next time,” Rogue told him.

A slow smile spread across his lips. “I guess I can live with that.”

Tabby seemed to catch on to what must have happened, as did Kitty, and both shared the smile. “Count us in.”

With one last growl of annoyance, Jean slammed the door and stomped away.

“So...since its obvious you remember all of last night, care to fill us in?” Scott asked, even as he leaned down to kiss a surprised Rogue.

“Sure...” she murmured, allowing her eyes to roam over his body. “Maybeh we can even reinact a few parts...refresh that memory o' yours...”

The other three were definitely game, but before they went any further, Kitty glanced at the corner. “Ya know, that thing being there, its like its watching us...”

“Huh?” Scott asked, forgetting about the cardboard cutout. “Oh...” He frowned. “I still have no idea how that got in here.”

“Probably a prank,” Rogue said as she got out of the bed to turn it away from them. That accomplished, she crawled back onto the bed. “Now...last night...”