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My Friend, My Lover
Chapter 12: Suspicion

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As the weeks passed, Scott and Jean continued exploring and experimenting with all the goodies that Jean bought from the porn shop. They watched and re-watched the DVD, "1,001 Ways to Hot Sex," tested out the aphrodisiacs, and even got into a little role playing. There was so much to work with, but they enjoyed every minute of it, savoring this blissful experience together.

All this sex definitely had an impact on them. Their overall demeanor was a lot easier and more relaxed. It was still awkward for their friends, who were just too used to seeing them so uptight. Even Duncan noticed it, who still stalked Jean out of spite, but his rumors were getting old and they weren't making Jean miserable anymore. But that just meant he would have to think of another way to get back at her.

But regardless of the complications, the two lovers kept up the act, growing increasingly fond of their sessions together. They were not as stressed, they could concentrate better, and they just felt great overall. They had finally found the balance that they sought and it made them feel happy and at ease, but it was for that very reason why some of their friends were getting a little suspicious.

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"Ah'm tellin' ya, Kitty! Something's goin' on here and Ah think we're all asleep at the wheel!" said Rogue for what felt like the fifth time as she and Kitty made their way towards the kitchen for a snack.

"Come on, Rogue," said Kitty with an exasperated tone, "Will you, like, give it a rest already?"

"No! Ah won't give it a rest until somebody takes this seriously!" shot the Southern Goth, "Something is up with Scott an' Jean! I mean come on! Ya can't honestly tell meh that ya don't see it."

"Of course I see it, Rogue. But I don't see why you're having such a major aneurism about this. Yeah, Scott and Jean have been different lately, but I don't see why that's not a good thing."

"A LITTLE different?" exclaimed Rogue, "Ya call the way they've been actin' a LITTLE different?"

"Well..." said Kitty, rubbing the back of her neck as she thought about her words.

Suddenly, Kurt popped into the kitchen with Bobby. They were both carrying an empty tub of popcorn, which knowing them was probably the second bowl they wolfed down this afternoon. And upon seeing Kitty and Rogue, their curiosity got the best of them.

"Hey! Vhat's up you two?" greeted Kurt.

"Oh, just talkin' about Scott and Jean," said Rogue in an exasperated tone.

"What about them?" laughed Bobby as he took out another pack of popcorn from the cabinets, "Have they gone all super tense again?"

"Nah, they're still prancin' around like Mary freakin' Sunshine and it feels like Ah'm the only one who sees somethin' wrong with it."

"Vrong?" said Kurt with a surprised look, "Vhat could possibly be wrong vith our friends being in a good mood? Besides, I thought you said you hated it vhen zhose two vere all uptight."

"Ah do an' Ah'm not sayin' I don't like them bein' happy, but it's just gettin' too weird for meh," she explained, trying to make this clear, "Ah mean sure, Ah can see Scott and Jean bein' like this when they have a good day, but what's got meh worried is that they've been actin' like this for almost two months. And Ah think there's gotta be a reason for it...A reason that they're keepin' secret."

"Secret?" said Bobby with a skeptical look, "Why would Mr. and Mrs. Military keep secrets like that? I mean sure, they're oblivious as hell around each other, but I don't see them as the deceptive type. And besides, even if they were, I can't say they would be too convincing given their track record."

"And that's mah point!" said Rogue, trying to slam her argument home, "It's so clear, you guys! Somethin' is goin' on that's makin' them act this way and they're hidin' it! It's like Beast always taught us, there's a reason for everything."

"So vhat are you saying, Rogue?" asked Kurt, growing more curious after Rogue's passionate argument.

"Yeah, what could Scott and Jean be keeping from us?" asked Kitty.

Rogue let out a deep sigh. Even though she got her point across, it didn't lead her any closer to resolving this mystery.

"That's what's been buggin' me...Because Ah honestly don't know. We know those two. We live with them for cryin' out loud. And for them to be actin' like this on a regular basis, something's gotta be up."

Silence fell over the four mutant teens. Rogue had a point, Scott and Jean were many things, but they were certainly not irrational, giving plenty of reason to be concerned.

"I see what you're trying to say, Rogue," said Kitty, thinking it did explain quite a bit.

"Finally," the southern goth muttered.

"So what do you think it could be? What could make two people like Scott and Jean act this way for so long?"

"Vith those two, ve can only guess," reasoned Kurt, "Zhey may not be much for subtlety, but zhey are pretty big on privacy."

"Yeah, it's not like they've ever gotten too personal," said Bobby in agreement.

"True, but personal or not, ya gotta wonder what could be makin' them act this way? And more so, what in the hell is strong enough to turn a few stiffs like them into the poster kids for annoyin' optimism?"

"Hmm..." pondered Kitty, "Yeah, that is, like, so totally weird. I'll need some time with this one."

"Hey! You think it could be drugs?" said Bobby, causing everybody to cast him an awkward look.

"Drugs? Bobby, are ya high?" exclaimed Rogue, "Can you honestly see a couple of goody two shoes like Scott and Jean doin' drugs?"

"Hey, I'm just saying it's a possibility," shrugged Bobby.

"Vell, it sure vould explain their moods," said Kurt, pondering the possibilities.

"What?! Oh come on you two! You can't honestly believe that Scott and Jean would go so far as to do drugs, would you?" said Kitty in a mortified tone, "Besides, don't you think there would have been signs?"

"But it makes sense when you think about it," justified Bobby, "It's not like they don't have an incentive. We tend to give them a hard time and they work themselves silly to be the honor students that Xavier covets. Maybe it just got to be too much for them and they needed a way to balance themselves out."

The four young mutants found that surprisingly logical even if it still sounded ludicrous. After having lived with Scott and Jean, they came know them as staunch straight-arrows who always adhered to the rules. Sure, it made them easy targets for teasing, but at the same time it probably took a toll on them.

It was all the more reason to suspect that some other forces were at work here. Drugs were the first choice, but for Scott Summers and Jean Grey?

"It's...Possible, Bobby," conceded Kitty, "But I don't think it explains everything. I mean, if they were on drugs, wouldn't there be other signs or something?"

"Yeah, wouldn't they be all manic depressive on us?" added Rogue, "And what drug would have them actin' like this for weeks at a time?"

"Maybe it's prescription meds or something?" suggested Kurt, "Jean has been getting regular checkups since zhat power surge she had. Maybe zhe Professor gave her something to help balance her out?"

"But that wouldn't explain why Scott's acting so chipper," said Bobby.

"Well isn't there, like, some weird bond between them?" inquired Kitty, "Maybe it's just carrying over from her to him?"

"No, that doesn't make any sense. Jean's surge was months ago and this is way more recent," reasoned Rogue.

"Well if it's not drugs, then maybe it, like, has something to do with the fact that they're single again?" suggested Kitty.

"What do you mean?" laughed Bobby, "How would that make them act like this? Besides, isn't Duncan still spreading those rumors about Jean and isn't Taryn still stalking Scott?"

"Well what about all the flirting they do with each other?" asked Rogue.

"No more than usual by my count," shrugged Bobby.

"Dang! Then what could it be?" said Rogue, growing increasingly frustrated.

"Why does it matter so much to you, Rogue?" asked Kurt as he casually leaned up against the kitchen counter, "Scott and Jean are happy. Ve don't know vhy, but zhey are. Vhy not just leave it at that?"

"Ah know, Ah know..." she muttered, "Ah guess it's just buggin' me."

Rogue may not have been one to get involved in other peoples' affairs, but this was just too strange for her. Maybe part of it was because she still had a little crush on Scott, but whatever it was, this was going to be pestering her for a long time.

"Well, hopefully we'll figure it out," said Kitty, always the optimist, "Whatever it is I just hope it's not too serious."

"Yeah, me too," said Kurt in agreement, "And besides, I like it zhat those two have been in so easy going lately. It means zhat much less yelling about responsibility and rules!"

"Amen to that my friend!" said Bobby as he took the popcorn out of the microwave and poured into the bowl, "Now come my fuzzy friend. Angelina Jolie awaits us in the classic film, Tomb Raider!"

Kitty and Rogue rolled their eyes at the boys' incessant fixation on anything with big breasts. They had other things to worry about now as they parted ways. They weren't sure what was going on, but for now they set that aside. As long as those two were in a good mood, then it wasn't too pressing.

However, unknown to either of the girls, or Kurt and Bobby for that matter, their little conversation had not gone unheard by a couple of sensitive ears. Right outside the kitchen, Logan caught every word of their exchange. And in his mind those four were on to something.

Logan knew Scott and Jean very well. He had known them since they were only 12 years old. He watched them grow and mature right before his eyes. And if ever there was something wrong with them, he was usually the first to realize it. This little incident was no exception.

There had to be something going on, he just knew it. He suspected it for a while, but he kept pushing it aside. They were more relaxed, they smiled a lot, and they even did better in the danger room, so it didn't really concern him. But upon hearing this, he was beginning to have some suspicions.

Rogue was right. Things just don't happen without reason. A couple of overstressed high school mutants don't go from miserable one day to all happy-go-lucky the next. Something must be going on. He wasn't sure what it was, but there were clues.

Lately, he had been getting some peculiar scents from Scott and Jean. It wasn't so much what he was smelling more than what he wasn't smelling. For some reason, they were showering more frequently...As if they were trying to hide something. He also got whiffs of weird chemicals that he didn't recognize. Through the veil of excessive perfume and cologne, there was definitely something else. He just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Their behavior, their moods, and these odd smells were all pointing to something. Was it drugs? Something to do with those failed relationships of theirs? What could it be? He wondered.

"Logan? Logan, are you alright?" came a familiar voice.

Logan was startled out of his daze as he turned to face a concerned Ororo Munroe. He was relieved to see that it was her, but it didn't stray his train of thought in the slightest.

"Oh, yeah I'm fine Ro...Just peachy," he grunted as he went into the kitchen to grab himself a much needed beer.

"Right, and I don't make rain clouds," said Ororo skeptically, "Come on Logan, what's wrong?"

"It's Scott and Jeannie," he answered, leaning up against the fridge and opening his beer, "I'm startin' to worry about them."

"Scott and Jean?" said Ororo, trying to sound surprised even though she had a feeling as to what he was referring to, "Why? What about them?"

"Come on, Ro. I know you've seen it," he said, still pondering the possibilities, "Those two have been a little beacon of sunshine for weeks and it's startin' to bug me. Teenagers are crazy, but even they have reasons for actin' a certain way and Scott and Jeannie are no exception."

"But if they're so happy, why is that an issue? Don't you want them to be happy?" said Ororo, hoping to dissuade his suspicions.

"Of course I want them to be happy, Ro," he said honestly, "You know how much those kids mean to me. But something ain't right. I don't know what it is, but I sure as hell am gonna find out."

With those determined words, Logan made his leave from the kitchen, determined to uncover the truth. Something like this was just too much for him to ignore and from now on, he was going to pay closer attention. He was going to find the truth come hell or high water.

Once he was gone, Ororo found herself in an awkward position. She was probably the only one in the mansion who knew why Scott and Jean had been so happy lately. Hell, she was even giving them tips on how to manage their new sex lives. But if Logan, or anybody else in the mansion, found out about this, it might not go over too well.

Logan in particular, might not be too keen on the idea of Scott and Jean being sexually active. He already had it out for that guy Jean had dated. And in his mind, they were still the little kids he helped raise.

For now, all that Ororo could do was cover for Scott and Jean and that meant keeping Logan at bay. Only now that was going to be more of a challenge. She would have to work a little harder and be more creative as to how she was going to manage this. She just hoped she thought of something soon because Scott and Jean were just so happy and she didn't want to compromise that.

"Oh Goddess..." she sighed, "I guess I'll have to work Logan even harder now. I just hope Scott and Jean maintain their anonymity. Heaven knows what will happen if he finds out the kinds of things they've been doing."

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"Okay Scott, are you ready?" came a sultry tone from Scott's closet as he sat on his bed, feeling like a child on Christmas morning.

"I'm ready Jean," he said eagerly, "Come on out. Let me see you."

With a stride worthy of an angel, Jean sauntered out into full view. Immediately, Scott's jaw dropped and if his eyes weren't being concealed by his ruby quartz glasses, they would be wide with amazement.

"I take it you like what you see," said Jean with a sexy grin, doing a few poses for him, showing off her sexy legs and tight ass.

"Oh yes. I...I like it a lot, Jean," said Scott as he got up to approach his beautiful lover.

"Glad you feel that way, Slim," she said as she sensually snaked her hand along his manly chest, "Because I'm already feeling very, very...Naughty."

The reaction she got was exactly the reaction she was hoping for. She had no idea that a school girl's outfit could be so sexy, but damn it if it worked. Once again, the porn shop had come through. Thanks to a nice little kit that Crystal had recommended, she was now wearing a very short skirt, a tight fitting white shirt that she had tied in order to augment her breast, and styled her hair in pigtails for that sweet little school girl look.

In Scott's eyes, she looked positively gorgeous...So sexy, so beautiful, and with a touch of kinkiness to spice things up. They had only recently started role playing, but they were quick to get into it, having fun with different character types. They had no idea that something like this could be so fun and it really did spice things up.

"Oh Mr. Summers, is there any way I can get out of detention?" she said, getting into character as she sensually rubbed her body up against her already aroused lover.

"I don't know, Ms Grey," replied Scott as he played along, "You've been a very, very bad girl."

"I know...I know," she said, pretending to pout, "But I can't help it! And I can't stand another detention! Is there anything I could do to change your mind?"

"Oh? What do you have in mind?" he asked in a husky tone.

"Oh I'm sure I'll think of something."

With the innocent grin of a school girl, Jean hitched a leg up around her lover's side and planted a deep, sensual kiss upon his lips. She could feel that he was really into it. There was already a hard bulge in his pants pressing up against her, showing just how much role playing had effected.

The kiss deepened, becoming increasingly passionate. As things heated up, Jean motioned to remove his shirt so that she had a sexy, bear chested Scott Summers to enjoy. The sight of his muscular upper body and the feel of his warm flesh sent Jean's desires into a frenzy, causing her to trail her lips down his chest and along his manly flesh until she fell to her knees.

"My, my Mr. Summers. You certainly seem tense," she said, still in character as she began to rub his hard bulge, "Maybe I can help you with that."

"Oh Ms Grey...You have a dirty mind, you know that?"

"Well you said it yourself. I'm a very bad girl."

Flashing him a sultry glance, Jean made quick work of his pants, freeing he throbbing erection. She smiled at its hardness, showing to her just how aroused he was. She teased him at first, gently stroking it with her hand and rubbing it along her cleavage. She was really getting into the spirit, letting the sexual ambience of this little act take hold as she listened to Scott moan.

"I don't like detention, Mr. Summers," she said in a deep sexy tone, "Won't you please give me a chance to make it up to you?"

"Hmm..." he said, pretending to think about it, "I suppose you deserve a shot. But just remember, if you don't deliver..."

"Oh don't worry about that, sir," she said, giving his cock a particularly firm stroke, "I may not get an A for excellence, but I promise you I always get an S for sexy."

Smitten by her role, Jean took his cock into her mouth. Scott's head fell back as he felt her work it in the thorough, passionate manner she knew he loved. Her head bobbed up and down his hard length, going at it with great vigor thanks to the effect of being a bad little school girl. She was really getting into it and Scott was really enjoying it. And she made sure that she carried out this act to the fullest.

"Oh God. Ms Grey...You're so good at this," moaned Scott, letting out deep grunts as he savored the feeling of having his dick sucked by his sexy, school girl lover.

"Thank you sir," she said, briefly removing his penis from her mouth and giving it a few hard strokes, "And don't worry, this is one assignment I intend to get an A on."

Taking is cock back into her mouth, Jean sucked and teased her lover with the kinkiness of a sexy little school girl. She was getting very hot from all this. She could feel the wetness forming in her pussy, partially soaking her thong. This little game was definitely having its effects, but in a wonderfully good way.

Scott's moans filled the room as Jean worked his dick it in her mouth the way he liked it while making sure she stayed in the character of a slutty school girl. It made her feel so dirty, but damn it if it wasn't fun. She kept flashing him sexy, erotic gazes as he ran his hands through her hair, playing around with her pigtails as she sucked him closer to his peak.

The slurping sound of his dick moving about in her mouth was deeply erotic, pushing her to do it with increasing vigor. She slid her tongue up and down his length, listening to his moans. She sucked him until he couldn't hold back any longer. She could feel it in the twitch of his member and knowing that he was close, she removed his penis from her mouth and began stroking it with her hand.

"Oh God I'm going to cum!" he moaned.

"Then cum! I know you want to, baby!" she said, keeping with her sultry school girl tone, "I've been a bad girl and I want you to cum all over me! Oh I'm so bad, please cum for me! Oh God I want you to cum for me!"

Her dirty tone was enough to push him over the edge and with a deep grunt, Scott shot his load on Jean's face, coating her with his sticky cum. Jean managed to get some globs of fluid into her mouth, but some of it seeped down her face and onto her cleavage.

It was amazingly erotic. It had been really fun and Jean was deeply aroused by this. Being a naughty school girl had been...Interesting, to say the least. It was yet another powerful tool in their sexual arsenal, yet there was still so much left to explore. And now that she was feeling so wet and horny, she wanted to keep with the spirit.

"So what do you say, Mr. Summers? Did I pass?" she said playfully as she returned to her feet and wrapped her arms around her lover's neck.

"You definitely earned yourself and A+, Jean," grinned Scott, his hands now roaming along the sexy school girl garment.

"And they say getting all A's makes you a dork," she said playfully.

"Well, we have definitive proof against that now."

Their hands continued to roam. Scott stepped out of his pants, leaving him completely naked as he pulled Jean in close, smothering her face with erotic kisses. Traces of his semen were still there, but that only added to her oozing sexual aura. Jean let out several deep moans as she felt one hand on her breasts while the other slid up her skirt.

Soon, they found themselves wrestling on the bed. Jean was on top, the sexual energy between them simmering as a result of their little games. But the costume was just the prelude. They still had plenty of other ways of spicing things up.

"Wow. That was fun, Jean," said Scott in a husky tone as he firmly gripped her sexy ass under the skirt, "What do you want to do next?"

A sultry grin spread across Jean's face as an idea come to mind. It was different then role playing, but if this little game had shown them one thing, it's that interesting things can lead to interesting sensations.

"Well, I do have one idea I've been wanting to try," said Jean, lightly tracing patterns around her lover's chest.

"And what might that be?"

Answering not with words, but with actions, Jean rolled off of her lover and reached onto his dresser where they had a few 'accessories.' And as soon as Scott saw what she retrieved, his eyes widened.

"Hand cuffs?"

"Yep!" said Jean with a sultry grin, "We've done a little role playing, why not try a little bondage? It's not too extreme, but it could be fun."

As odd as it seemed, completely surrendering himself to Jean's will and allowing her to do what she wanted with his naked body did have some appeal. He always had the tendency to maintain control, but Jean was the one person he truly trusted and if he was going to do this with anybody it would have to be her.

"Well...If that's what you want, Jean," said Scott, "After all, you were nice enough to wear this sexy little number for me. It's only fair."

"Always the gentleman, eh Slim?"

"You know me, Jean. I'm too nice a guy for my own good."

"Well in my opinion..." she said as she hovered over her naked lover, "There's nothing wrong with that. And besides, it's one of the many things I like about you."

Jean pressed her lips against his in a deep kiss, allowing hands to roam as she felt him become more aroused. His hands went up from her ass towards her chest, where the tied shirt holding up her breasts was too much of a burden. The sexy redhead let out a deep moan as she felt his strong, tender hands working their way in a circular motion, further adding to her wetness.

Soon, it became too much for them and Jean helped Scott undo the knot in the center, allowing him to remove it and leaving her topless. With her breasts now free, Scott took them both in his hands and rubbed them in a circular motion. This quickly became too much for Jean to bear. She had to have him. She had to have him right now.

"Oh Scott! Yes! Please, I want you! Let me do this!" she begged him, her pussy throbbing with arousal.

"In that case, I'm all yours, Jean," he told her, adjusting himself so that he was now flat on his back, his hands over his head, "I'm trusting my will to you. Whatever you want now, you're free to do it."

Knowing the trust of Scott Summers was worth more than any precious gem, Jean smiled warmly at her lover, ensuring that he was in good hands. With a naked man now at her whim, Jean proceeded to restrain his hands behind the bedpost. His dick was rock hard and ready to please her. And with a newfound sense of kinkiness and sensuality, Jean was ready to have the kind of fun that she and Scott had come to so greatly enjoy.

"Are you ready, Scott," she said as she hovered over her lover, giving him a full unadulterated view of her sexy, topless form.

"Ready as I'll ever be," he said, feeling so aroused yet so vulnerable.

"Then here I come!" she said, flashing him a seductive grin, "I promise you that you can trust me. Just sit back, enjoy, and let me do the work."

In a show of erotic enticement, Jean propped herself up on her knees and lifted her skirt, giving Scott a glimpse of her sexy black thong. His mouth went dry as Jean sensually slid her hands down her body, grasping the sides of the sexy garment. From there, she did a little striptease, sensually wiggling her hips as she slid the garment down her legs, revealing her dripping wet vagina.

"Oh Jean..." gasped Scott upon seeing how wet and aroused she was.

"Shh...Just lay back and enjoy the show, Slim," she purred as she crawled atop him and straddled his pelvis.

Scott didn't say another word. And in a slow, sensual motion, Jean lowered herself onto his dick, allowing his hard member to fill her depths. A look of ecstasy dominated her face as she felt his penis inside her vagina, fueled by the desire that had built up within her from their role playing. And once he was completely in her, she was free to move about and enjoy this feeling as she saw fit.

"Oh Scott! It's so deep!" she moaned.

"Yeah, oh that's good, Jean! That feels really good!" grunted Scott, his face contorting with pleasure as he felt her tight flesh around his hard cock.

Still wearing the skirt, Jean began to move her body, starting off by riding him slowly to get the feel, but quickly working her way up to a stronger, more passionate rhythm. With Scott's hands bound, there was nothing to guide or control her, so she just let loose and allowed her desires to be her guide.

"Oh yes! Yes! YES!" she moaned as she worked her way to a frenzied rhythm.

Soon, she was gyrating her hips with intense passion. She savored the waves of pleasure that shot up through her body, pushing her to go faster and harder. She was dancing atop him, so taken with erotic bliss. She arched her back, swayed from side to side, and fondled her breasts as she felt the ecstasy of riding her lover to a world of pleasure.

Scott couldn't help but be amazed at how Jean let herself go. Her pleasured moans were loud and high pitched, hinting just how much she was into this. Her movements were so frantic that a light layer of sweat formed over her body, but that didn't slow her down. If anything, the heat pushed her even further, allowing her to build up a powerful orgasm that she sought to drag out for as long as possible.

"Oh-oh-oh fuck yeah!" she yelled, the intense waves of pleasure flooding her mind, "Oh Scott's it's so good! Oh yes! OH YES!"

"Jean! Oh Jean!" gasped Scott, thrusting up into her when she wanted it and remaining still when necessary.

She was close now. She could feel it. It was so intense...The passion, the control, the freedom...It offered a unique feeling that she hadn't experienced before. It caused her to move her body with greater vigor, swaying and gyrating to the hot feeling of a hard dick thrashing about in her wet insides.

Eventually, she couldn't hold it in any longer. It was just too intense. Her hands were running along her lover's sexy upper body as her orgasm drew near. She aggressively fondle her breasts, letting her passions run wild. Then finally, her pussy started to contract around Scott's hard cock, letting out a long, powerful, orgasmic release.

"OHHHHHHHHH YES!" she cried, her hands on her breasts and her back arching as she felt a mind numbing wave of pleasure inundate her body.

"OH JEAN!"

The hot tightness around his cock was a welcome feeling, but he did not climax. Jean had done most of the work, so she got there first. And by the time the hot bursts of pleasure subsided, Jean collapsed atop her lover's naked body, feeling so warm and content from having experienced such wondrous feelings.

She was gasping for air after having exerted so much energy, but it was worth it. She looked back up at her lover with a warm smile. In turn, he smiled back. His hands were still restrained, but seeing this beautiful woman that had always held such a special place in his heart smile was so worth it. And for the trust and pleasure she had experienced, Jean was eternally thankful that she had a lover like Scott Summers.

"Wow! That...That was amazing!" gasped Jean, still trying to catch her breath as she lay atop her lover's strong, muscular chest.

"Glad you liked it," said Scott with a grin, "I knew I could trust you."

"You can always trust me, Scott. Don't ever think that you can't."

"That means a lot to me, Jean. It really does," said Scott in a deep tone, "And in the spirit of trust, how about letting me free from these cuffs?"

"I don't know. I kind of like you like this."

"Jean..."

"I'm kidding, Scott!" she said, giving him a playful swat, "Don't worry, I'll get you lose."

Still short of breath, she reached over onto the dresser and grabbed the key to unlock her restrained lover. Scott sure didn't mind being restrained...Hell, being released was worth it enough because it gave him a nice, close up view of her breasts. But game or no game, it had been a hell of an experience. And like every other one of their experiences, they hoped to cherish this special brand of intimacy for all it's worth.

"There you go, lover," said Jean as she got the cuffs off, "Feel better?"

"I feel wonderful," said Scott with a grin, taking the naked redhead in his arms and pulling her into an embrace as they both sat in an upright state.

"Mmm...I can tell," said Jean, feeling his erection pressing against her while his lips trailed down her neck.

Soon, Scott found himself intoxicated by this beautiful, sexy woman. He didn't get his climax when Jean had him bound and at her mercy. But now, he had his chance.

"You know...I didn't cum, Jean," said Scott in a deep, husky tone, moving his hands down from her breasts and onto her sexy hips.

"Well then I guess we'll just have to fix that," she said with a grin, tracing a little circle around upon his chest.

Meeting again in a passionate kiss, their hands roamed. And with his grip on her hips, Scott took the initiative and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. She was still wearing her school girl's skirt, but Scott didn't mind. And with her ass pointed up at him, looking so eager for his dick, he went on to fill her with his hard member.

"Oh Jean!" he moaned as he gripped her ass and began thrusting into her wet pussy.

"!Come on Scott! That's it! Ooh that's it!"

Jean arched her back as Scott worked his cock in and out of her at a strong pace. Soon, the sounds of his hardened dick pounding into her wet flesh filled the room, inundating her body with great pleasure and bliss.

Her body rocked against his, allowing the sexual energy to consume them both. They were both covered in sweat. The heat between them was just so intense and it only got hotter as Scott fucked her harder and faster.

"Jean! Oh Jean!" he moaned, plowing his cock into her tight vagina.

Jean let out more moans as she arched her back and rocked her body against his to match his thrusts. Then, in a show of fervent sexual energy, Scott gave her sexy ass a swat. It was a little act they had picked up from the DVD they had watched. At first it surprised Jean, but for some reason she found it painfully erotic.

"Oh Scott! Ugh-again!" she begged him.

He obeyed her wishes and slapped her ass again, this time a little harder. It caused Jean to moan out even louder. Pain mixed with pleasure, giving it a unique feeling that she found enticing and kept urging her lover to do again.

"Oh God! More! MORE!"

"My, my Jean..." grunted Scott as he kept plowing into her, "You really are a naughty girl."

It did feel kind of odd that she, Ms Prim and Proper Jean Grey, would love something like this so much. But it felt too damn good, so she couldn't care less. She moaned louder as Scott gave her ass more sensual swats, taking great care not to cross that thin line between pleasure and pain. It was new and kinky, but they enjoyed it immensely.

Scott kept swatting he ass until it was a tender red. He then massaged the area, making Jean moan louder and pushing her closer to her climax. They dragged it out until they couldn't hold it in any longer. And as his grip on her ass tightened and his thrusts slowed, Scott felt the rush of his orgasm, sending him into a world of ecstasy.

"Oh God Jean, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" he grunted, letting out deep grunts as his cock twitch inside her tight flesh.

"Me too Scott! Me too!" moaned Jean, her voice growing hoarse from all the moaning.

With one final thrust, Scott plowed his cock into her as far as it would go and blasted her with his load of fluids. He let out a deep moan, the sweet bliss of his release filling his mind with a sense of euphoria that he knew he could only get from making love to Jean.

"OHHHHHH JEAN!"

"OHHHHHH SCOTT!"

Jean was pushed over the edge as well, the feeling of his warm fluids filling her womb triggering her release as her pussy tightened and milked him for every drop of fluid.

As they soaked up such a powerful climax, the two lovers collapsed beside one another, in a sweaty, naked embrace. Their lips met in another deep kiss, which helped to open up their link a bit so that the warm feelings could flow through them.

Such an occurrence was becoming increasingly regular every time they made love. While they weren't sure what this was, they really came to enjoy it. This link had formed during Jean's power surge, but it took on a new sense of strength once they became lovers. Words couldn't describe how it felt, but whatever it was it felt good. It was deeper than just sex, offering a level of closeness that went beyond the physical and into something much more.

"That was wonderful, Jean," said Scott, loving the warm feeling he got when he held this woman in his arms.

"Yeah, it was...Amazing," she said, still a bit short of breath, "Some games, huh?"

"Definitely!" said Scott with a slight laugh, "And the others say that we don't know how to have fun."

"Meh, who cares what they think. They have their way, we have ours. And personally, I think ours is much better."

"Without question!"

They met in another kiss, holding their naked bodies close together as Jean rolled on top of her lover to savor the maximum feeling of his warmth.

"Ever wonder what everybody would think if they knew we did this sort of thing?" asked Jean as their lips parted.

"Well after they stopped laughing, I'd expect them to shit their pants."

Jean laughed at that, for even though Scott didn't show his sense of humor to many people, she really enjoyed it when he got playful with her.

"Yeah, can't say that would be surprising," she said with a grin, "But seriously, do you think they're getting suspicious? After all, it's not like we haven't been giving them reasons with the way we've been acting."

"Honestly, I don't care what they thinkat this point, Jean" said Scott, gently running his hands down her beautiful face, "If they want to be suspicious, let them. This is our business. What we do, we do for us. Not for them. It shouldn't matter. And besides, if they did know, maybe they wouldn't see us as being so uptight all the time."

"Oh, so you think we should tell them that we have super hot sex on a regular basis?" said Jean with a wry grin, snaking her arms around his neck.

"Well I wouldn't go THAT far just yet," he replied with a grin, "But for now, I say let them be suspicious. In the meantime, let's just savor the time we've got now."

"Mmm...Sounds like a plan, Slim," said the beautiful redhead in a deep, sultry tone.

And with that, the two lovers met in another deep kiss and resumed their lovemaking. Maybe the others were suspicious. If so, it would be a challenge keeping such things at bay. But for now, they tried not to worry about that.

They just wanted to enjoy this special time they had together. Whether or not other such factors like Logan and their friends would become involved was still a factor, but only time would tell just how serious it would become.

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AN: Well, the others are finally catching on! And now that Logan is in the mix, things are sure to grow more complicated! So what do you think so far with the progress of this story? Do you like it? Do you dislike it? Please let me know! Send me your feedback via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the fanfiction website! Thank you all very much for reading my story and I wish you all the best!