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My Friend, My Lover
Chapter 3: The Decision

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After her talk with Ororo, Jean spent the rest of the week deep in thought. What former weather goddess had told her about sexuality how to handle it had given her plenty to think about. Luckily, though, things did get a little better for her as the week progressed. She managed to avoid Duncan for the most part since he was preoccupied with preparations for his weekend getaway and the rest of the institute seemed to ease up a bit...But that was mainly because school was taking so much out of them.

Nevertheless, Jean welcomed their restlessness, for it gave her more time to consider what she was going to do about her predicament. On one hand...She had the option of simply keeping this to herself and simply using regular masturbation to satisfy her needs. And while that had its advantages...There was still only so much one could do on their own. And on the other, which was the main source of her inner musing, she had the option of actually trying to find someone to have sex with in order to manage her raging sex drive. But this alone presented her with a few issues that she wasn't quite sure how to work out.

One problem with the second option was that she just couldn't see herself going that far with her boyfriend, Duncan. She had heard too many rumors about his sexual promiscuity and his aggressiveness when it came to sexual relationships. There stories circulating about how 'dominating' he could be when it came to sex and that didn't sit well with Jean in the slightest. Overall, she just didn't want to get involved with someone who wasn't honest with her and didn't play things safe. On numerous occasions, Jean tried to confront Duncan about his sexual history, but he was reluctant at best and gave her little, if any, information to set her fears at ease. And for that reason, Jean had ruled out the possibility of turning to Duncan to satisfy her needs.

If anything, all this thinking had just given her all the more resolve to break up with him so she could find handle this problem without his constant interference. If he wasn't going to be straight with her, then it was useless continuing this sham of a relationship. Now that she knew the real Duncan, she had surmised that this wasn't the man she wanted to be with. But the idea of breaking up with him was another matter altogether and she wanted to focus on one problem at a time...Although the more she thought about it, the more entwined these issues felt.

And if she couldn't turn to her jerk off boyfriend, that left only one person that could possibly help her with this...That left only one person she knew she could fully trust in the utmost...Scott Summers. That meant she would have to definitively break up with Duncan first and then get over the little hump of asking her best friend to have sex with her. This prospect had been dominating her mind the most ever since she started thinking about it. She knew in her heart that Scott would always be there for her. They shared a bond deeper than anybody else and had always been very close. They had know each other since they were only twelve and they had been there for one another through the good times and the bad. And it was because of that Jean felt she could trust him with something like this...It was because of that closeness that she felt comfortable going that far with him. But still...There were just some things that bothered her about such a notion.

Granted, the vivid dream that had instigated some of this mess did center heavily around Scott...It still didn't mean that there weren't uncertainties about this matter. The one thing Jean feared most in the pursuit of this 'solution' to her sexual needs was the impact it would have on their friendship. No matter how bad her problems with her sex drive were, she wasn't willing to risk something as important to her as her friendship with Scott. He was such a big part of her life and had been since she first arrived at the institute. And after what he did to save her during her power surge, it proved to her just how much he mattered to her. Her feelings for Scott had always been a complicated issue...One that she had been struggling with for some time, but no matter what she felt for him, she didn't want to lose his friendship. And because of that, she didn't want to do anything to jeopardize it.

And it was here wherein her problem remained...Either she tried to would manage her needs on her own, a task that she had already been failing miserably at for some time now, or she would turn to Scott to help her. Each side to the solution had their benefits and drawbacks and each solution involved a potential risk. If she tried to keep doing it on her own, it could have detriment affects on her stress levels...If she tried to work out a 'friends with benefits' relationship with Scott, then there was a chance that it could have an impact on their friendship.

Either way, Jean knew she had to find a solution soon...For she didn't know how much more of this stress she could take. She knew her body and mind was in desperate need of relief and if she didn't get it soon, she felt as though she would go crazy. This wasn't helping her powers, her mood, or how she handled school in the slightest...But with the weekend coming up soon, she knew she had to make her decision...For she may not get another chance to work this matter out before it led to further repercussions.

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It was Wednesday afternoon at the Xavier institute and much of the institute residents had chosen to unwind from the seemingly unending stress of each day with a little dip in the pool. It was a welcome change since Beast was hard at work making modifications to the danger room, effectively canceling their usual afternoon session...Much to the relief of those still reeling from recent sluggish performance.

But aside from the relief of not having to worry about another session, everybody seemed more relaxed for a change. Even Logan had welcomed the news, using it as an opportunity to go on a nice long bike ride. And with an overall lighter mood among the institute residents, it gave many some much needed relief from the rigors of living as mutants in a complicated world where they weren't supposed to exist.

"Cannonball!" yelled Kurt as he appeared nearly 20 above the air and plummeted to the water below, effectively splashing many of those who were in the pool and even a few who were lounging on the side.

"Ugh! Kurt, watch it!" said Kitty, who was trying to work on her tan.

"Sorry, Kitty...Guess I don't know the power of my own splash," he said in a playful manner.

"Well could you, like, try to be more careful?" she said as she readjusted her purple bikini, "Some of us are trying to tan here."

Kurt just rolled his eyes as did a backstroke in the opposite direction, simply letting the water soak in his fur.

"Yeesh, what is it with girls and their precious tan?" asked Ray who was throwing around a beach ball with Roberto and Evan.

"Beat's me, man..." said Evan, shaking his head, "Guess girls are just more self conscious when it comes to their skin."

"Yeah...More like self obsessed," said Roberto with a chuckle.

"Hey! Ya know some of us can hear ya!" shot Rogue, who was also lounging in a chair wearing her green one-piece bathing suit and trying to read a book.

The boys simply continued to laugh and play their game as more people joined in the fun.

"Make way for the ladies!" said Jubilee as she, Amara, and Rhane all dove in from the deep end.

Once they were all in, they swam past Sam, Scott, and Kurt and made their way over to the boys and got right in the middle of their game, ready to make things a little more interesting.

"Hey fellas! Want to do a little three on three? Girls versus guys?" said the former Beverly Hills mall rat.

"Girls versus guys? You're on!" said Roberto, feeling as though the game was getting boring anyways.

"Man you girls are so dead!" said Evan, ever the competitive one.

"Oh we'll see about that..." said Amara with a grin as they all set up sides and prepared to begin.

It was rather humorous spectacle for the casual onlookers and it quickly turned into a pretty intense competition. Soon, it wasn't long before Kurt, Sam, and Jamie joined the action, turning much of the pool into a mini sporting event. And for Professor Xavier, who was simply lounging on the balcony with Ororo, getting some much needed sun after spending so much time in his study, he was pleased to see that even recreational activities seemed to strengthen the team spirit that he so often preached.

"Well I think I can safely say that you were right on this one, Charles..." said Ororo as she smiled at the sounds of the students playing around with such a carefree spirit, "A break like this was quite overdue."

"Indeed," said Xavier in agreement, "For even in the business of changing the world...There must always be a time for both work and play."

"I most certainly wouldn't argue that," said Ororo, not having seen the kids this relaxed in some time.

However, while many of the institute residents seemed to be at greater ease, there were a few exceptions. In fact, the only person who didn't seem to partake in the laid back spirit was Jean, who had been sitting on the same chair for nearly two hours now. She had in her hands one of the books she was reading for school, but she wasn't exactly paying much attention to it, for her thoughts just kept drifting and she couldn't stop zoning out.

And the fact that Scott was running around in only his swim trunks wasn't lost upon her, for her gaze had been shifting towards almost every few seconds it seemed. While she knew this wasn't helping her current problem with her sex drive, it was pretty hard to tear her gaze away from such a sight. Seeing Scott Summers shirtless had taken on such greater meaning ever since she had that dream. And in her eyes, it was uncanny how similar his sexy upper body looked in her dream in comparison to how he looked in real life. But she tried to keep her thoughts from wandering too far in that direction, for she knew it was probably not a good idea to get too worked up in a setting like this.

Nevertheless, the more she saw him like this, the more she thought about her dilemma. While her decision was still up in the air, moments like this only made the idea of sharing a 'friends with benefits' relationship with him seem all the more appealing. It didn't make her forget the risks, but it did make them seem less and less a factor the more she saw him in this new light.

'God...Why does Scott have to look so damn good in swim trunks?' she thought to herself, 'I know that uniform of his doesn't leave much to the imagination, but damn...Those muscles look good.'

As she continued to eye her best friend, the game in the pool continued to progress until eventually it turned into a splash fight. And unfortunately, this was the last straw for Kitty, who bore the blunt end of some of these splashes, further interfering with her quest for a golden tan.

"Ugh, I give up!" said Kitty as she picked up her towel and got up from her chair.

"Hey, come on Kitty!" said Kurt, thinking she was just over reacting.

"Yeah, don't be a spoiled sport!" said Jubilee.

"Not when I'm trying to get a little relaxation..." she groaned as she made her way over to Jean, who was once again pretending to read her book.

As the splash fight resumed, Kitty once again set herself up on another chair...This time out of the range of the others' games. Even though she was usually one to embrace play, she just wanted to relax for now and soak up the fine weather.

"Hey Jean," she greeted casually as she laid herself out to catch some rays, "Is that book any good?"

"What? Oh, this book?" said Jean, who had actually been on the same page for the last fifteen minutes, "Yeah...It's okay. But it's not an easy read."

"I don't doubt that," she said as she closed her eyes and stretched her tired limbs, "Since when have books from school ever been an easy read?"

"Good point..." said Jean with a grin, "But I've had worse. The biggest challenge I've found with this is keeping yourself from getting too...Distracted."

Upon saying that, Jean's eyes once again drifted towards Scott who was on the diving board. Kitty seemed to notice her shift and focused and traced her line of sight with ease and as soon as she saw it...She couldn't help but grin.

Then, in one fluid show of grace, Scott did a back flip off the diving board, landing with a perfect splash right in the center of the deep end...Causing Jean to smile once more. For Kitty, however, it was only further proof that Scott and Jean were hopelessly attracted to one another. Hell, it wasn't like it was hard to figure out. In fact, the only people who probably didn't know where those two.

Nevertheless, Kitty chose not to confront Jean about it directly...But that didn't stop her from teasing her.

"So how are things with Duncan?" she asked, quickly snapping Jean out of her daze upon hearing that name.

"Duncan?" she said, suddenly finding herself scrambling for words, "Oh, uh...They've been okay."

"You're a lousy liar for a telepath, Jean..." said Kitty with a slight chuckle.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" said the redhead in response, thinking she was insinuating something.

"Oh come on Jean...Do you think I haven't heard about all the fights you and Duncan have been having all week?" she said as she turned to face her friend with a more serious expression.

Upon hearing that, Jean let out a deep sigh...For she should have known that all her fighting with Duncan wouldn't go unnoticed. In a school as big as Bayville and in a house as big as the Xavier Institute, it was pretty hard to keep secrets...Especially when one did a very poor job of hiding them.

"It's...Really not something I want to talk about, Kitty," said Jean in an exasperated tone, for she had taken enough flack for her relationship with Duncan over the past few months.

"Then I won't make you..." said Kitty, not in the mood to hear about other peoples' relationship woes at the moment, "But seriously Jean...I don't know what you see in that guy. I mean, he's, like, a certifiable jerk."

"I know...I know...That's what everybody tells me," grumbled Jean, "But it's just...It's complicated Kitty. Duncan and I are really on the decline. And honestly...I think we need to break up."

Kitty looked at Jean with an intrigued look in her eyes. In some respects, she was saying to herself, 'It's about time,' but at the same time she was also quite intrigued with this long overdue change. She knew that Duncan wasn't right for Jean...It was clear as night and day. And at long last, she was finally beginning to see that.

"Really? You're thinking of breaking up with him?" she said casting her a curious glance.

Jean just sighed as her thoughts drifted back towards all the arguments they had been having.

"Kitty...After this week, I think it's clear that we can't work. I honestly don't know how I got roped into his crowd, but...It's gotta end. For the sake of my sanity, it's got to end."

"Well good luck with that," said Kitty, casting her friend a look of pity, "Just be careful, Jean...You know Duncan isn't exactly the understanding type."

"Yeah, I know..." sighed Jean, "But it has to be done. Besides, I've had enough to worry about this week as it is...I think it's time I lay it to rest."

"Tell me about it..." said Kitty in full agreement, "I've already had two tests and I still have this monster trig exam on Friday. It's like everything that makes a week stressful is all being thrown together."

"Yeah...I get that feeling too," said Jean, finding more meaning in Kitty's words than she had probably intended.

Once again, she saw Scott do another majestic dive off the diving board. And once he climbed out of the pool for another round, she got a good clean view of the water cascading down his strong, manly muscles. Only this time, Scott had caught her looking at him. And as soon as Jean felt her eyes upon him she began to blush furiously, but luckily...Scott wasn't a telepath so he didn't know the kind of thoughts that were streaming through her mind. Instead, he merely waved at her with a smile...Thinking a few thoughts of his own as his eyes ran up and down her body.

'Man...Jean looks good in that bikini,' he thought to himself, 'That body of hers can make anything look sexy.'

Luckily, Jean hadn't sensed those thoughts from him, for she was too wrapped up in her own little world to notice. But she still managed to wave back and smile as if nothing was amiss. Then, when he turned back towards the diving board for another jump, Jean's eyes quickly fell on his ass.

'Damn...He's got a nice ass,' she thought to herself, 'Oh why can't I stop staring at it?'

It took quite a bit of effort on her part, but she did manage to tear her eyes away from him eventually...However, the affects of seeing such a sight had already taken hold of her and she couldn't stop her fantasies from running wild once more. And after a few more minutes of trying to focus on her book, she knew there was only one way for her to get this out of her system.

"Well...I think I'm going to head in now," said Jean as she marked her page and closed her book.

"So soon?" said Kitty curiously since they had only been out here for two hours.

"Yeah, I want to get some homework done early so I have a chance to get more sleep tonight," said Jean, knowing that this was only half the truth.

"Well...Don't strain yourself too much Jean," said Kitty with a shrug, "You already seemed stressed enough as it is..."

"Yeah...I know," said Jean, for Kitty had no idea just how right she was.

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Once Jean reentered the mansion, she went straight up to her room. She was careful not to avert too much suspicion or concern from the others, for she didn't want them to suspect as much. It was bad enough they labeled her as some goody two shoes, Mrs. Perfect role model, but she didn't need them to know about this little problem as well.

Once she arrived in her bedroom, she quickly locked the door and set her book back down upon her desk. She then proceeded to remove her bikini and lay her towel out on the end of her bed. After having seen a wet, shirtless Scott, she had to do this...She had to relieve herself of those images. And unfortunately, there was only one way to do that.

Now that she was completely naked, she was ready to begin. Her pussy was already a little moist from watching Scott in swim trunks for over two hours, so it shouldn't be too hard for her to get off in this instance. As she got onto her bed, she let her body lay back and relax upon her soft mattress, making sure her lower regions were over the towel so as not to leave too much of a mess. And once she relaxed into her position, the beautiful redhead closed her eyes and began to run her hands up and down her naked body.

She started a bit slow at first in order to get herself a little wetter. She began by fondling her breasts a bit, grasping and clutching the large soft ball sized orbs of flesh in her hands and giving her nipples a little pinch, which she found to be quite erotic. After having talked to Ororo about this, she wanted to try and just let loose with her desires and her body...Hoping to bring herself the kind of relief she so sorely needed. She only hoped that by doing this on her own, she could balance herself out in the way she needed without having to grapple with the possibility of having to find somebody to have sex with just to satisfy her needs.

After about a minute or so of teasing her breasts, Jean began to trail her hand down further southward. She kept one hand on her breasts, letting out a few soft moans as she felt the growing heat between her legs. Naturally, it didn't take long for her pussy to become quite wet with her juices and as soon as her hand fell upon the soft folds of her moist flesh, she began to let out deeper moans of contentment.

Spreading her legs, Jean put herself in the best possible position to pleasure herself in the way she needed to attain her desperately needed climax. She began slipping her fingers in and out of her wet vagina, slowly working them towards a heightened pace, sending waves of pleasure coursing throughout her body.

"Mmm..." she found herself moaning as she began to arch her body a bit, keeping one hand on her breast and another hand on her pussy.

Then, as she continued to pleasure herself, working hard to satisfy the needs she so desperately desired...Her thoughts suddenly began to take a major turn. And once again, she found herself once again falling into a world of fantasy.

'Jean...' a familiar voice in her head ran out as sexy images began to dance across her mind, 'Hey Jean...My, my, don't you look horny.'

Then, as she began to work her fingers into her pussy with greater intensity, her wild world of lust once again manifest...And just like before, it was dominated by one man...Scott Summers.

This time, she found herself back outside at the pool...Only this time, nobody was there, it was the dead of night, and the stars and moon were once again bathing the area in beautiful, majestic glow. Even though she knew this was a fantasy...It was just so vivid that it was as if she could reach out and touch everything as if it were real. But that wasn't the only thing that stood out to the beautiful redhead...For as she had before in her dream, Scott was right there beside her...Smiling and marveling at her beauty.

In her mind, she was wearing her bathing suit again and he was still in the same swim trunks that she had seen him in earlier...But she was still feeling very hot inside and every inch of her skin cried out for his warm touch. She wanted him...She craved him...She needed him...And it was driving her to new sexual heights as she more ardently squeezed her breast and arched her back as she kept working her hand in the folds of her dripping wet pussy.

"Oh...Scott," she found herself moaning out loud as she thrust her pelvis into the air, lifting it right off the bed as she thrust her fingers into her heat even deeper.

Back in her mind, Scott was still just smiling at her and she wasn't doing anything. Then, as he slowly approached her, she imagined his hungry gaze looking back at her with such desire and want. The closer he got to her the more she felt the intense heat within her eager body...Until finally, he was close enough to touch her...And the minute she imagined his hands upon her warm skin, she was sent into a frenzy.

"Uh...Uh..." she gasped to herself, her pussy and inner thighs now soaked with her wet juices as her hand found it's way to her sensitive clit.

Her body was going crazy...Yet her mind was still so focused on these images that had taken on a life of their own. Soon, it was as if she had no control over them and they just kept playing out in her head...Further stimulating her body's raging desires to attain the release it so sorely needed.

'Mmm...Jean,' Scott's voice said in her head as she imagined him sensually running his hands down her sexy body, further causing her to become more fervent in her desires, 'You are so beautiful...So sexy. Do you want me to please you? Do you want me to make you feel great?'

Jean's breathing suddenly became more ragged as those words echoed in her head, yet still...She managed to answer even though they were only coming from within her own mind. To her, it was just too real not to answer...And no matter what she did, she couldn't help but be taken by it's power.

"Yes..." she found herself saying as she slowed her teasing somewhat to give herself an opportunity to breathe.

'What was that Jean?' the Scott in her mind told her as he pressed his sexy body up against hers, giving her a good taste of the hard, sexy muscles of his upper body, 'I didn't quite hear you...'

"YES!" she said with more desire as she once again picked up the pace of her pleasing, once again working her fingers inside of her wet vagina, desperately working towards her climax.

With a sexy grin, the Scott in her fantasies began to press himself up against her body, kissing the side of her face and trailing his lips down her neck. His hands continued to work their way around the sexy curves of her body, tracing their way down her warm, sexy skin. Soon, they found their way to her upper back and began undoing the drawstring of her bikini. Jean didn't fight this as his sensual touch sent her body into a sexual daze and let Scott work his magic, skillfully removing her top and trailing his lips down to her sexy breasts.

This caused Jean to more firmly grasp her own breast in an effort to mimic what Scott was doing to it in her fantasy. She was imagining him kissing and suckling on her nipple and working his lips around her sexy cleavage...All while his hands continued to move further southward towards the burgeoning heat of her lower body.

"Oh...Oh Scott," she moaned, feeling as though his hands truly were on her body as she began to finger herself with greater vigor.

In her mind, Scott's hands were now upon her sexy butt and she imagined him giving her a firm squeeze, further causing her body to arch as she vigorously pumped her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Scott was so gentle, yet through...Mixing both raw sexual hunger with tenderness...Something that only further served to heighten the warm tingles surging through her body from her frantic teasing.

Then, in a show of raw passion and desire...Scott firmly grasped the sides of her bikini bottom and slid them down her sexy legs...Exposing to him her dripping wet pussy. Once again, she found herself thrusting her hips into the air as she continued to breathe in moans as she drove her fingers in as deep as they could go. In her mind, she imagined Scott's hands finding their way towards the heat between her legs and let out another moan as he began to stroke and tease her wet folds.

"Oh God!" she gasped, falling further into a deep sexual trance.

'Oh Jean...You're so hot,' she heard Scott's voice say, causing more of her fluids to leak out of her pussy as she kept teasing and pleasing herself further into a world of sexual bliss.

In her mind, she threw her arms around Scott's body...Assaulting him with a fury of kisses as she felt his hands rub and pleasure the tender flesh between her legs. She could feel a hard bulge pressing up against her naked skin from his swim trunks and the more she felt it, the more she wanted it inside her.

As her burgeoning climax continued to build within her, she imagined herself practically tearing Scott's swim trunks off...Exposing to her his long, hard erection. And as soon as she saw it, she felt her body working it's way closer and closer to it's final peak.

"Yes...Yes...Oh yes..." she moaned, a smile drifting across her face as the whim of her body overtook the whim of her mind.

She was now breathing in mere gasps, growing increasingly short of breath as she imagined herself gently stroking Scott's hard dick in her hand while he continued to fervently please her pussy. She felt herself losing control as her mind continued to increasingly focus on the fantasy rather than the reality of what was going on. It was as if her mind had taken on a life of it's own and the only thing she could do is follow it's whim.

A powerful feeling was building up inside of her...A feeling so great that she felt as though she was going to explode if she didn't get her release. In her mind, Scott held her close as he continued to please her, communicating his raging desires to her...Wanting nothing more than to be one with her. She could see the passion on his face...She feel the want with every touch. The way he held her...The way he kissed her...The way he touched her...It was all sending her into a frenzy and she couldn't take it any longer.

'Jean...' she heard his voice say to her, 'It's time...'

"Scott..." she gasped, her body now thrashing about on her bed as she kept plunging her fingers inside her hot, wet pussy.

She could see his warm smile...She could feel his powerful hands as he brought her in close. Then suddenly...She felt as though gravity had just been turned off and it was as if they were both floating all of the sudden. And the second this happened, Jean eagerly spread her legs and wrapped them around Scott's waist as he pulled her into a tight embrace. Their faces were now mere inches apart...His dick and her pussy were so close to being one...And they shared a look of raw, unbridled passion.

She was so close now...So very close to finally attaining her climax. It wouldn't take much now...Only a bit more. Then, in her mind...With her arms around Scott's neck and his arms securely around her waist...Their lips met in a deep kiss. It felt so good...So mind numbingly sweet. Then...He began to work his penis towards the wet opening of her vagina. She wanted it...So bad. She wanted to feel him inside her. Finally, his hard dick was ready for entry...And she felt it touch her wet outer folds.

Then suddenly...Her body finally gave out.

"Ohhhhhhhh Scott!" she moaned, her whole body arching as she exploded in a fury of orgasmic delight.

The entire vision had once again collapsed at the moment of truth. The overwhelming feeling of her intense climax consumed her body, sending mind numbing waves of delight surging through her body and mind. Her hot fluids shot out of her pussy, coating her hand and spilling onto the towel in a burst that surprised even her. It was so intense that she almost passed out...So mind numbingly powerful that it had inebriated and taken hold of her mind and body.

Finally, as the fury of sensations finally began to die down with her pussy still leaking excess fluid onto the towel, Jean eyes finally shot open and reality once again hit her like a ton of bricks.

"Oh...Oh my..." she gasped as she looked down at herself and took in the sheer magnitude of what she had done.

Once again she had lost control of her thoughts and her body, resulting in a rather messy situation that left her dazed and confused. It wasn't so much the fact that she had brought herself to an orgasm so intense that she felt as though her body had practically exploded from it all...It was the fact that she had fallen into such dazed state that she was unable to control herself. And once more...The fact that it involved Scott Summers had left her feeling so lost and confused.

She hadn't wanted to fantasize about him again...She hadn't wanted to experience that confusion she still felt about the affects she had on him. Yet despite her desire to simply keep her sex drive under control...She had once again been met with all these complicated feelings. It was as if her release had only brought more confusion because it involved Scott.

She couldn't believe it...Even in a controlled environment, she couldn't get Scott Summers out of her head. Again, he had found his way into her thoughts and fantasies. And once again...It had caused her to climax in a rather messy show of just how strong her sexy drive had become.

Looking back down at herself, Jean saw that area around her pussy was now red from all her frantic teasing. Her juices were also still leaking from her wet folds, further soaking the towel, which was already a mess. Looking back at her hand, which was now completely coated with her feminine juices, Jean once again felt the effects of confusion...For even when she started it, she couldn't control herself.

"Oh God...Why me? Why does this have to be so complicated?" she said, feeling at a loss.

Trying to shake her head clean, Jean got up off the bed and folded the now soaked towel up and threw it into the hamper. She then proceeded to grab a couple of tissues and clean herself off a bit, wiping away the juices that had soaked the area around her pussy and her inner thighs. She was still dripping wet, but eventually she managed to clean herself off.

Once all was said and done, Jean simply found herself gripping her dresser in an act of frustration and confusion, once again musing over her seemingly impossible situation.

"I can't get it out of my head..." she to herself, trying to purge such thoughts from her mind, "Even when I do...This...It still won't leave me. And if doing this all the time doesn't work...What more can I do?"

Jean knew there was only one other solution...But it was still a solution that she couldn't bring herself to confront. She may have gotten her release with this...But it didn't bring her any relief. Her body still craved the real thing. Even when she tried to manage on her own...She was still left with this feeling of confusion, emptiness, and need. Years of trying to keep her sex drive contained on her own just wasn't working. Even though she accepted it after her conversation with Ororo, it just wasn't enough...It just didn't give her what her mind and body so sorely craved.

Finally, Jean Grey took a deep breath and finally opened her eyes. Looking back at her naked body in her mirror, she felt as though she would need to find relief soon or this tension would only further consume her. She thought about maybe asking Ororo for a vibrator or something, but after having used them before, Jean knew all too well that they had their limits. But then again...What choice did she have? She had to find some way to relieve herself even if it did seem a bit counterproductive at times. It was only a matter of keeping Scott out of her mind, at least in part, to balance things out. But after how she had brought herself to such an intense climax as a result of him, she wasn't sure that was even possible.

"Ugh..." she groaned to herself, "I seriously need to clear my head."

Jean didn't want to think about this anymore. She had already jerked herself silly with it and didn't need to go through the whole ordeal again. She was about to reach into her drawers and grab some underwear...When suddenly, her eyes fell upon a single picture.

Finding herself strangely drawn to it, Jean picked up the framed photo and looked back at the figures in it. It was one of her more treasured pictures. It was one of her and Scott that was taken back when they were the only students and they had just started their sophomore year. It had been a much simpler time...No boyfriend, no incessant newbies teasing them every chance they got, and a more manageable sex drive.

Looking back at the picture, Jean couldn't help but smile. For even in times of confusion...Memories of such times helped make it all seem less strenuous...Less complicated. Thinking back to her long time friendship with Scott, she recalled how he had always been there. From the times when she was feeling so scared and alone to the times when her powers seemed unmanageable...He always had a way of going above and beyond to make her feel better. And by looking at this one picture, it reminded her just how strong their friendship was and how much it meant to her. And if it wasn't for him, she doubted she ever could have made it through so many hard times.

Then suddenly...Something dawned on her...Something she had been trying to deny ever since this whole mess began. Part of her still didn't want to believe it...But there was no more denying the truth. And after having such a confusing, yet profound experience with this...She knew there was only one possible solution to her problem.

"Oh who am I kidding?" she said to herself with a sigh, "I just can't take it any longer. There's no other way."

She knew what she had to do...And she finally accepted that. And as she set the picture back down onto her dresser and looked back at her naked body in the mirror, she finally conceded to the truth. She was going to manage her desires...She was going to find her relief. And the only way to do this...Was to have sex with Scott Summers.

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AN: Well, looks like Jean's made her decision! She is going to try and tame her desires the only way she possibly can! But just how is she going to go about it? And moreover, how is Scott going to react to it? Or more importantly, how is she going to handle Duncan? Stay tuned to find out as things continue to develop for Scott and Jean! You won't want to miss it! So what do you think so far? Do you like how I've set things up here? Please tell me! Send me your reviews via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on the adultfanfiction website! Either way is fine as long as you REVIEW! Thanks a bunch for reading everybody and I wish you all the best!