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My Friend, My Lover
Chapter 14: Busted

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With suspicious teammates and a determined Wolverine on their backs, Scott Summers and Jean Grey were in quite a bind. It had been a hard enough this week with Duncan still stalking them and the situation at the mansion wasn't helping.

After what happened in school with the so called 'incident' in the storage closet that left the Kitty, Rogue, and Jubilee reeling with embarrassment, they were now more certain than ever that Scott and Jean were involved somehow. It sure didn't take much convincing from Rogue. Her logic was if it feels like sex, then that's probably what it is.

However, suspicion wasn't enough for the three girls. They had to confront them about it. Scott and Jean still made excuses that were getting old. And so far, their plan was to pester them until they told them what they wanted to hear.

"Guys! Come on! I do have homework you know!" groaned Jean, as she tried to ditch Rogue, Kitty, and Jubilee, who had been following her ever since they got back.

"Jean, like, wait up! We just want to talk, that's all," said Kitty, trying to keep up with the nimble redhead.

"About what?!" she shot, brimming with frustration as she turned around to face them, "You guys have been drilling me with this shit ever since we got home! Since when am I not entitled to a private life?"

"Since this afternoon when ya made it not so private," muttered Rogue under her breath.

"What was that Rogue?" said Jean, immediately growing more curious.

"Ah didn't say nothin'!" said Rogue with a defensive gesture that left Jean very little room to argue.

This was getting out of hand. Jean wasn't making excuses or brushing them off anymore. Now she was just getting all militant on them. Yet still, they pressed her.

"Jean, just calm down, okay?" said Jubilee, hoping to set things more at ease, "We just wanted to talk to you because we're your friends and we're worried, okay?"

"Oh, so friends now intrude on one another's private life now? Was I asleep when they made that announcement or something?"

"Jean, like, be serious here!" exclaimed Kitty, "This has gone on long enough! You can ignore us all you want, but we know something's up and we know it has to do with you and Scott."

Jean was on the verge of giving her friends a lobotomy. She had enough things to worry about with school, her powers, and her ex boyfriend. She didn't need her friends prying into her secret sex life as well.

She and Scott had been trying as hard as they could to keep their affair secret because of how much it helped balance them out, but right now their friends were making that increasingly difficult.

"Guys..." said Jean, trying to stay calm, "NOTHING is going on between me and Scott, okay? NOTHING."

"Sure, Ah believe that," said Rogue, not sounding convinced, "Then just tell us in plain English why ya both have been acting so strange lately with all these ups and downs."

"It's just the result of dealing with school, training, and a jerky ex...That's all," said Jean, trying to make it sound as logical as possible.

"Oh? Then how do ya explain how ya both were over a month ago when ya had the exact same factors, but completely different attitudes?"

Rogue was backing her into a corner and giving her legendary stubbornness, she wasn't going to back down until she got the answer she wanted. Jean could think of no explanation short of the truth to get them off her back. She was truly, honestly stumped.

She tried to think fast, going through the long list of excuses that she and Scott had been using since they started their affair, but nothing was coming to her. Her mind was drawing a blank.

"Jean, I promise you that we'll leave you alone if you just give us a good, honest explanation," said Kitty, trying not to sound as confrontational as Rogue, "We're just worried. I mean, it's not like we'll think any less of you. And if it's serious, don't you, like, think we deserve to know?"

"Yeah Jean, just tell us already!" said Jubilee, wanting to get this over with.

Jean could sense their raging thoughts. They said things like, 'Admit it! Admit it!' She felt like just exploding right then and there, when suddenly she was saved from the coming fury by a heavenly voice.

"Jean, there you are!" said Ororo Munroe as she appeared just down the hall from where Jean, Rogue, Kitty, and Jubilee were standing.

Immediately, Jean felt a wave of relief. As the only other person in the institute who knew of her and Scott's secret, Ororo had been a guardian angel of sorts, diverting suspicion from the others, especially Logan. And now she was extending her reach to beyond the feared feral mutant and just in the nick of time too.

"I've been looking all over for you," she said as she came up to the young redhead and took her hand, "Come on! I finished that new Danger Room program! You have to see it!"

"Program? What program?" said Rogue, irked that Jean was slithering her way out of this yet again.

"Just a little program we've been working on all week," said Jean with a sneaky grin on her face that she couldn't hide, "How did it turn out?"

"Come see for yourself," grinned Ororo, showing her the disk, "I think you'll be very pleased."

"In that case, lead the way!" said Jean as she followed the former goddess down the hall.

"Wait!" said Kitty, trying to pursue the two women before they got away.

"Don't worry, Kitty, you can talk to her later," said Ororo, not giving the others a chance to regroup.

Jean couldn't help but smile as she followed the white haired weather witch to freedom...For now at least. And for Rogue, Kitty, and Jubilee it was yet another frustrating outcome.

"Dude..." said Jubilee, "I can't believe our luck."

"No kidding," muttered Kitty in agreement.

"Aw, quit yer whinin' girls," said Rogue, still not daunted, "Jean got lucky this time. But we'll get her to fess up. Ya can count on it."

"Jeez Rogue, why are you so adamant about finding out?" said Jubilee, who was beginning to think that this was more trouble than it was worth, "What's so interesting about Scott and Jean's private life that you're willing to drive them both crazy?"

"Because, Jubes, Ah'm sick of seein' them actin' all whacked out and mysterious!" shot Rogue in response, "Somethin' is goin' on between them! Ah know it and today proved it!"

"Then what's the point of getting them to admit it?" groaned Jubilee, thinking she could be doing so many better thing with her time.

"That's easy...Proof," said Rogue as she turned back towards her room, "Everybody sees it, but nobody bothers to find out why. And Ah'm not gonna just sit by and let it stand!"

"And I'm sure this has nothing to do with your inherent distaste for Jean for always having Scott's eye," muttered Jubilee as she walked off in the opposite direction.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" shot Rogue with an angry look.

"Nothing! Nothing at all," said Jubilee as quickly as possible.

"Rogue, like, calm down," coaxed Kitty as she saw the look in her eyes.

Rogue shook it off as she watched Jubilee head in the opposite direction, hinting that she was probably out at this point. But that was okay with Rogue, for she was all the more determined to see this through.

"Come on, Kit," said Rogue with a sigh, "We've got some plannin' to do."

As Kitty and Rogue made their way back to their shared room, Jean was walking with Ororo bearing a renewed smile on her face. That had been too close for comfort. She had been backed into a corner that she couldn't get out of, but thanks to Ororo's opportunistic timing her secret was safe for another day.

"God, I don't know how much more of this I can take," sighed Jean, "Everybody is really starting to get suspicious and I get the feeling that Rogue has it out for me."

"Easy Jean," said Ororo in her ever comforting tone, "They're just curious about what's been going on. That's what tends to happen when they see something develop so suddenly, and given how you and Scott had changed since this whole ordeal began, I can't say I blame them."

"But do they have to press me so hard about my private life?" she groaned, rubbing the temples of her head from the inevitable migraine that this was sure to cause, "What Scott and I do is our business! Why can't they get that through their heads?"

"Well bear in mind, Jean...Excuses and lies only go so far, especially amongst friends. And as a result, they grow very suspicious when they suspect you're keeping something from them."

"So...Does that mean I'll have to tell them at some point?" asked Jean wearily.

"Yes...But only when you're ready," assured Ororo with a smile, "Like you said this is your life. And as such, it's up to you when you want to reveal it to others."

Thinking back to how hard Rogue, Kitty, and Jubilee pressed her, Jean knew she couldn't keep this secret forever. They already speculating and soon there was sure to be rumors. From there it would just get messier. Add to that, such fervor could find it's way into the halls of Bayville High, or worse...Duncan Matthews.

This was something that Jean desperately wanted to avoid. If the others were going to find out, it would be on her terms. But and at her current rate, Rogue would break her before she ever got to that point.

"Thanks, Ororo...Really," said Jean, smiling back at the wise woman who had helped her so much, "There's no way Scott and I would have been able to manage this without you."

"Think nothing of it, Jean. I'm always here to help."

"Yeah, but I guess there's only so much either of us can do when it comes to my friends drilling me on my private life."

"Yes, well...If I were you, I'd be more worried about Logan," said Ororo as they turned down towards the elevators.

"Logan? Don't tell me that Rogue talked to him about this," said Jean, a cold feeling of dread coming over her.

"No, I don't think she told him, but I do think he suspects something," said Ororo in an uncertain tone, "I saw him earlier today and he seemed to be 'preoccupied.' He wouldn't talk to me about it, but I got the feeling it had to do with you and Scott."

"You...You don't think he knows, do you?" said Jean anxiously.

"Honestly, Jean...I'm not sure. But I promise you, I'll do what I can to placate him if the truth does get out. You have my word."

"How do you intend to do that? I mean, this is Wolverine we're talking about here."

"Yes, I know, Jean. And believe me, I'm working on it," said Ororo with a sigh, "I know Logan better than anybody. And if there's a way to resolve this, I'll figure it out."

"Well for my sake, and Scott's for that matter, I hope you're right," said Jean, placing her faith in the former weather goddess.

"Don't worry, Jean. Just leave it to me," she said with a reassuring smile, "For now, just enjoy this little danger room program. I'm sure it'll help sooth your stress."

"Oh I don't doubt that, Ro," said Jean with a sultry look, "After what Scott and I have been doing lately, this should make for a very interesting little game."

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Back upstairs, Scott wasn't fairing much better. Like her, he was being bombarded with questions. And also like her, it was hard to make convincing excuses. But thankfully, they didn't have as much to go on as the girls since they hadn't felt Jean's little 'projection.' But that didn't stop them from speculating.

"Seriously guys, something happened today that really affected Jubilee," said Bobby as he, Kurt, and Ray were sitting in the library for a math tutoring session with Scott, "I mean, after fourth period, she was seriously out of it for the rest of the day."

'Fourth period?' thought Scott to himself, that part of his day sticking out since that's the time when he and Jean indulged in a quick fuck in between classes, 'Did they...No, no way! Not unless...'

"Ja, Kitty vas acting the same vay," said Kurt, breaking Scott from his thoughts, "She really vasn't herself. Her face vas flushed, she vasn't making eye contact, and she got irritated at zhe slightest things."

"Maybe it's just that time of the month for them," shrugged Ray, who didn't seem nearly as interested as the others.

"Ray, that's your excuse for everything!" said Bobby, rolling his eyes at his friend's comment, "Don't you ever think that maybe there's something more complicated at work here? Something that goes beyond their usual chaotic biology?"

"Well then, what do you think happened?" inquired Ray.

"Me? Hell, I don't know. She didn't want to talk about it for some reason," said Bobby with an exasperated sigh.

"Ja, neither did Kitty. I hope it's nothing serious."

"Hey, I'm sure it's nothing too major, Kurt," said Scott, trying to sound confident even though he still had his suspicions.

"What makes you so sure about that, Scott?" said Bobby, casting their friend and leader a curious glance.

"Well last time I checked, seeing Kitty, Jubilee, and Rogue for that matter in a grumpy mood isn't all that rare. For all we know, it could just be a bad day."

"Ja, you might be right man. But still..." said Kurt, giving it some more thought.

Scott tried to focus back on his work, hoping to divert attention away from this matter. But that didn't stop Kurt, Bobby, and Ray from thinking about it. They knew the girls well enough to know when something was up.

In addition, they hadn't forgotten the little discussion they had with Rogue beforehand about Scott and Jean. Now, it had gotten beyond mere suspicion and she was actually beginning to draw some conclusions, many of which the boys found too hard to believe.

"So, uh...Any of you guys get a date for the Sadie Hawkins dance yet?" asked Bobby, wanting to shift his thoughts to another matter.

"Me? No, I'm still sifting through the possibilities," said Ray as he closed one of his textbooks and got out another smaller one.

"I thought it was girls ask guys?" grinned Scott as he followed suit.

"It is. But that doesn't mean a guy can't 'coerce' his way into a date, can he?"

"You're going to try and pull that, my girlfriend just left me bit again, aren't you?" said Bobby, who was well aware of Ray's womanizing tactics.

"Hey, if it works..." he shrugged, "What about you Bobby? Has Jubes asked you yet?"

"Jubilee? As a matter a fact she did," said Bobby with a cocky grin, "Apparently all my cool moves have finally convinced her to take a ride with the ice slide."

"Nice dude!" said Kurt, glad to hear that at least one of them had a date, "I guess all that flirting you did vith her vasn't for nothing!"

"Yep! Not bad for a couple of freshmen if I do say so myself," said the Iceman, feeling quite proud of his accomplishments, "What about you Kurt? You interested in anybody?"

Kurt began to blush, clearly indicating that there was definitely something he was holding back.

"Vell...I don't know. Nobody's really shown much interest in asking me."

"Nobody? What about that Amanda Sefton girl you told me about?" inquired Scott.

"Amanda? Who's Amanda?" asked Ray.

"Oh, just this girl that Kurt has been pining over for what? Two months?" said Bobby with a humored expression.

"I'm not pining!" he said in his defense.

The three other boys just shot him an unconvinced look.

"Okay, vell...Maybe a little," he admitted.

"Kurt, man...You really should talk to her," said Scott, in an encouraging tone.

"I know, I know. It's just that she doesn't know about...You know."

A depressed look then fell over Kurt's face. Even though he wore an inducer to cover his true form, it was still difficult for him to get close to anybody without running the risk of exposing himself. Needless to say, this made getting a date quite difficult.

"Well you just have to work around that, you know?" said Bobby with a shrug as he leaned back in his chair, "I mean you won't know till you try."

"Ja, I guess so," said Kurt with a sigh, "Vhat about you Scott? Anybody ask you yet? I'll bet you've got plenty now that you're single!"

Scott's mood quickly shifted. He never liked being reminded of how chaotic his love life was. But as always, he tried to maintain a collected composure.

"Well so far, no one's asked me yet."

"Wow, you mean to say that a guy like you hasn't gotten a date yet? And after hearing how all those girls practically swoon over you?" said Ray with a surprised look.

"Hey, it's not for another month!" said Scott in his defense.

"Oh come on, man!" exclaimed Bobby, "You know as well as every other guy on this big blue planet that women are genetically programmed to make a big deal out of stuff like this weeks ahead of time. It's how the laws of society and nature work."

"Says you, Iceman," retorted Scott.

"I'm serious, Scott!" said the younger mutant, "Have you even thought about it? Is anybody on your 'wanted' list?"

"No, but..."

"Well how about our resident redhead who you've been pining for since the stone age? Isn't she single?" he asked, probing a little deeper.

That quickly got a reaction from Scott.

"What?! Bobby, Jean's my friend! Why would she..."

"Dude, don't even try to deny this one," said Kurt, cutting in before he could make his excuse, "I've seen the vay you two have been lately."

"Oh now suddenly you're an expert on the subject?" scoffed Scott.

"No, I'm just pointing out zhat I happen to know zhe signs."

"We all do, man" said Bobby, "And honestly, it's getting really annoying. I mean, you two have been acting all relaxed and chipper lately. You laugh, smile, and look at one another like lovesick puppies. Now I may not have Beast's knack for reasoning, but I think that means something."

Scott didn't know how to respond. They were backing him into a corner and they were pressing hard...He could feel it. Quickly, he scrambled to think of a comeback, but the three boys pressed onward.

"Come on, Scott! We know something's up!" said Ray with an assertive look.

"Ja man, are you going to tell us or not? I mean seriously, how bad can it be?" said Kurt.

Scott's stomach sank. His mind was drawing a blank again. If only they had the slightest clue as to what was going on. But then again, that was something he wanted to avoid completely. He was beginning to panic, when suddenly the doors to the library opened and Jean stepped in to save the day.

"Hey Scott! I'm glad I found you," she said, quickly making her way over towards her friend and lover, "I was just heading towards the danger room to test out this new program that Ororo and I finished. Care to join me for a little walkthrough?"

"Really? Uh, sure!" said Scott, letting out a sigh of relief as he gathered his things and got up, "Sorry guys, but we'll have to finish this later."

"But Scott..." began Bobby, cursing Jean's timing.

"You'll have time to finish studying after dinner, Bobby," said Jean as she led Scott out of the library, "For now, we've got a date with the danger room!"

Feeling all too eager to get out of there, Scott followed Jean into the hall, leaving the three bewildered mutant teens in a frustrated stupor. They had been so close this time. They almost had him. Then Jean had to show up. What are the odds?

"Damn, almost had him," muttered Bobby.

"Ja, better luck next time I guess," said Kurt with a sigh.

"Whatever guys," said Ray as he gathered up his things, "Seriously though, I don't think we'll ever understand those two. I mean, who uses the Danger Room on an off day?"

"Beats me," shrugged Bobby, "But as long as it gets us out of this tutoring crap, I'm all for it. Come guys, let's raid the freezer."

While the three boys made their way back down towards the kitchen, Scott and Jean let out a sigh of relief. They had both been backed into a corner and gotten out of it by the skin of their teeth. As if the day hadn't been stressful enough, they had this scrutiny to deal with.

"Damn Jean, that was too close."

"Yeah, I take it they grilled you too," commented Jean as she led him down to the upper level elevators.

"What gave it away?" he groaned.

"Please, I could practically hear you yelling for help. Why do you think I came up directly instead of just calling you with my telepathy?"

"Smart girl," said Scott, who couldn't help but grin at that.

"Hey, those A's don't come from nowhere!"

With the stress of two close calls now behind them, Jean leaned into her lover's warmth as they arrived at the elevator, happy to know that their secret was still safe.

"So what exactly is this little danger room program that you say is so special? Or was that just a ruse to get me out of that little jam?" inquired Scott with a curious look.

"Oh don't worry, Slim. The program is real. And as it just so happens, it's the very same program you and I dreamt up after that night we tested out some of those whips."

"Oh, you mean..."

"You betcha!" said Jean, not even letting him finish.

A slow smile spread across Scott's face. He knew exactly what Jean was referring to and already, he couldn't wait to see how it had turned out.

"So then...You want to test it? It's an off night and I doubt anybody will be in the lower levels. And I have those little 'outfits' we got last week in the changing room."

"Mmm...Sounds like fun," said Scott with a husky tone, "Besides, you know as team leader, it is my duty to test all new danger room programs."

"I know. And I have a feeling you'll find this one to have little extra spice!"

Then, as the two eager lovers stepped into the elevator, they could already feel the arousal in the air. Yet unknown to them, their little banter was picked up by a pair of unwanted ears...Or more accurately, Logan's ears.

And as soon as he managed to make out a few of those comments, his fists clenched in a rage. They had just confirmed exactly what he had been suspecting. Now it was all a matter of catching them in the act. But first, he had to see just what they were up to.

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After changing into their 'outfits,' Scott waited in anticipation in the main arena while Jean loaded the program. They had been eager to try this out for a while now. After all, not many people had a resource like the danger room to spice up their sex lives. And they wanted to get away from the others anyways, so now was as good a time as any to have a little private time.

"Okay Scott, it's booting up!" said Jean from the observation deck as she affectionately took in her lover's appearance down below.

"Great! Then hurry up and get down here so we can get started!"

"I'm on my way, handsome!"

While the high tech machinery worked its magic, Scott stretched his limbs a bit in preparation for what he and Jean were about to do. He was wearing no shirt and bore only a pair of tight leather pants that hung low on his waistline, helping to project an aura of powerful sexual energy. In addition, there was also a metal spiked belt around his waist, a standard accessory for the arts of S&M.

Already, Scott could feel his desires growing as he eagerly waited for Jean. Then, the area around him grew wavy as a new holographic environment settled over the area. And as soon as it took shape, Scott couldn't help but smile at Jean's handiwork.

"Damn!" he said, taking in his new surroundings.

All around him, the scene of a medieval dungeon arose. The area was illuminated by the glowing flame of torches mounted along the stone walls. There were chains and restraining devices all throughout the area and in the center of the room, there stood a wooden raping table with restraints and shackles dangling from the ceiling.

All in all, it was a classic S&M style setting...One that sizzled with raw sexual energy. To some it would have been a tad intimidating, but for Scott and Jean it was an opportunity to liven up their sex lives.

As the surroundings solidified, Jean made her entrance. Like him, she was wearing a very provocative outfit. She bore a tight fitting leather corset which really augmented her large breasts and a matching leather thong and stockings. She looked like some sort of dominatrix queen in Scott's eyes. And ironically, this little ensemble that she had bought from the porn shop was called the Black Queen outfit.

It was a title that well-suited her as she stood under the arch doorways holding an S&M whip with a sultry smile on her face that entailed an aura enticement and raw sexuality.

"So what do you think, Slim? Like my new training program?"

"Oh yeah. I'm officially impressed," said Scott as he took in the appearance of his leather clad lover.

"I have to say, it was quite a challenge to make. But thanks to a little help from Ororo, I think I got it right."

"Mmm...I'd say that's a safe assumption."

As Jean approached her lover, she sensually swayed her hips, her stride arousing him further as he pulled her into a strong embrace and planted a deep, passionate kiss upon her lips. Jean returned the gesture, opening her mouth and allowing her tongue to wrestle with his. His hands went on to work their way down the sexy curves of her body, running from her imposing cleavage all the way down to her sexy butt, which was almost fully exposed because of her thong.

"So how do you want to do this?" asked Scott, his hands still on her sexy hips.

"Well given that this is technically a danger room session, I think we should lay down the objectives," said Jean playfully, "I'll start things off with some standard dominance, meaning that you'll have to submit to whatever it is I do without question. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am. Besides, you know me. I'm not one to argue with protocol."

"And that's part of what makes you such a good leader," she said, sensually drawing him over towards the wooden table, "But for now, why don't you let me lead?"

"Can't argue with a girl dressed in an outfit like that," said Scott with a husky grin, "But what about my turn?"

"Oh don't worry stud. You'll get your chance later, I promise. But first, let's get into the spirit!"

In the spirit of sexuality and S&M, Jean pulled Scott into another embrace. Only this time, she made it clear that she was the one in charge. Her lips fervently wrestled with his as she aggressively ran her hand down the muscles of his toned body. Already, she was getting very hot and wet, but before she got to those needs she wanted to mix it up a bit.

"Arms above your head," she ordered.

Not arguing with the sexy redhead, Scott complied. Upon setting the whip down on the table, Jean reached up and grabbed the metal shackles that were hanging from the ceiling and restrained him by the wrists. Now he was at her mercy, but he trusted her in the utmost so he wasn't worried.

"Now then, time to put that hard body of yours to the test," said Jean, sensually running her hands down his well toned muscles.

Scott let out a moan of approval as he felt Jean's hands on his body. Then, with the whip in hand, the beautiful redhead went on to the next step, taking her position behind her lover and preparing to make her dominance known.

"Okay Scott, you know what I'm about to do, so I won't remind you," she told him, still speaking in a deep, sensual tone, "But if at any time it becomes too much, tell me okay?"

"I will," assured Scott, taking a deep breath as he prepared for what was about to come.

"In that case, here we go!"

There were few people Scott would ever have trusted with something like this, but Jean was someone he was never afraid to give his trust. They had been friends for many years. They had learned and grown together a great deal. And for that reason, he submitted to her wishes, letting the moment overtake them.

Suddenly, he felt the impact of hard leather on his back, causing a loud 'thwack.' It hurt at first, but as Jean trailed the S&M accessory around the tender area, it actually felt kind of good, more so than Scott could have expected.

"Such a strong, sexy man," purred Jean in a sexually charged tone.

THWACK!

Again, Jean struck him, rubbing the tenderized flesh on his back for added sexual feel. She did this numerous times, letting out some of her pent up frustration in the process. After having dealt with everybody's incessant interrogations, she was glad to get some sort of a release. Add to that, it was making her very hot.

TWACK!

"Oh yeah, Scott!" she grunted, as she hit him again, "God I'm getting so wet from this! Your skin feels so good!"

THWACK!

Scott didn't complain. If anything he was enjoying it. The way she hit his back with the whip and massaged the reddened flesh offered a unique sensation and it really did feel good in a strange way. Plus, he could tell that Jean enjoyed dominating him.

"Damn Jean. I had no idea you could be so...Kinky," grinned Scott as she stopped her and went on to simply rubbing her hands around the reddened area of his back.

"Thanks. And who said I was done?"

Then, in a show of sexual hunger, Jean turned her bound lover around and captured his lips in a deep kiss. Scott eagerly kissed back, but Jean took it a step further and began trailing her lips downward along his finely toned chest and six-pack abs. Eventually, she fell to her knees and was face to face with a bulge protruding from his tight pants.

Flashing him a sultry glance, Jean went to work on his tight pants. She struggled a bit at first because the leather hugged his skin so tight, but eventually she got them off, leaving his rock hard dick there for her taking as he remained bound by the chains.

"Oh Jean!" gasped Scott as Jean teased his cock.

"Yeah! That's what I want!"

Looking up at the naked man before her, Jean was overcome with horniness as she eagerly stroked and rubbed his cock. She was still the dominator, but she was overcome by her own fervent desires as she began to suck him off with great vigor.

"Oh Jean!" moaned Scott as her head bobbed up and down his length.

Jean let out deep moans as she fervently sucked his dick, sliding her tongue along the length and teasing all his sensitive areas. She could sense his ecstasy through their link, motivating her to work it with even greater fervor.

Her pussy was soaking wet as she grew increasingly aroused. Using her free hand she adjusted her corset so that her breasts were free so she could rub them. Upon seeing this, Scott couldn't hold it in anymore. Jean soon picked up on this and decided to let him have what he wanted for being such a good boy.

"Jean! Jean, I'm going to cum!" moaned Scott, throwing his head back as his dick throbbed in her mouth.

"Then go ahead, Scott...Cum," she purred as she removed his cock from her mouth and vigorously run her hands up and down his length, "Do it! I know you want it! Cum on me! You deserve it!"

Then, after a few more hard strokes, Scott was sent over the edge.

"OH YEAH!"

Closing her eyes, Jean let her lover climax on her face and tits, feeling the thick stream of fluid hit her in a plethora of sex and bliss. It trailed down her face and onto her breasts, making her feel even hotter as she looked up at her still bound, yet deeply satisfied lover.

"Did you like that, Slim?" said Jean, sensually licking up some of the thick fluid.

"Oh God Jean! You are so amazing!" said Scott, amazed that an act like this could feel so good.

"And you're such a good, obedient boy," she purred as she reached up and undid the shackles, freeing him from his confinement.

"Well you know me, Mr. Boy Scout."

"Oh really? Well I hardly think what we just did would get you a merit badge...Except for exemplary lover and practitioner of S&M of course."

"Meh, I can live with that," grinned Scott as he suddenly pulled her into an embrace and planted a deep, sultry kiss on her lips.

She was still so hot and horny. He could feel it as the sensations found their way through their link. And after having given him such a wild ride, it was only polite that return the favor.

"So what do you want to do now, stud?" asked Jean as their lips parted and her breath grew ragged with arousal.

"Now it's my turn. But don't worry...I intend to make you feel every bit as good as you did me."

Now Scott was the one dominating and he wasted no time in making good on his word. Taking Jean by the hips, he turned her around so that she was leaning over the raping table. At first he teased her by running his hands along her curves, paying close attention to her sexy ass. Then he took it a step further, undoing the zipper to her leather corset and letting it fall off her body, leaving her naked from the waist up.

"Mmm...I can see you're getting into the spirit, lover," she purred, letting out soft moans as she felt him reach around and cup her breasts with his hands.

"Oh I'm just getting started Jean."

His husky voice made her even wetter as shivers ran up and down her spine. Scott continued squeezing her breasts, giving her nipples a little pinch in the process. He went on to bend her over the table so that her ass was pointing at him, ready for the next step.

Seeing a beautiful half naked girl dressed in nothing but a sexy thong and some S&M style stockings was enough to give Scott another hard on, but before he got around that he wanted to play a game of his own.

"Alright Jean," he said as he picked up the whip and gave her ass a few sensual rubs, "The same rules apply for you. If at any time it becomes too much, just let me know."

"Does it look like I'm worried, Slim?" she replied with a sensual moan, "Come on! Give it to me!"

Scott couldn't help but grin at her words. She was really getting into this. He could see the wetness seeping from her slit and he had every intention of making her as aroused as possible.

"You want it, you got it!"

With one swift swing of the whip, a loud 'thwack' sounded as the leather made contact with the smooth skin of her sexy ass. Jean let out a slight gasp, but as soon as she felt Scott rub the tender area with his hands, it quickly turned to a moan.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you?" grinned Scott.

"Yes! Oh yes! Again Scott! Do it again!"

TWACK!

Again, he struck her butt with the whip, causing an even louder gasp. But just as before, Scott sensually rubbed the reddening flesh, helping to add to the overall sexual feel of this intimate act.

"You have such a sexy ass, Jean," made Scott as he admired her prone form.

TWACK!

Jean moaned as Scott continued to strike her ass, filling the area with the sound of leather meeting flesh. Each time, she let out loud gasps followed by deep moans, absorbing the feeling of Scott's strong hands on her sensitized flesh. He really got into it and as Jean had done with him, he was careful to make sure that this experience was one of pleasure and not pain.

Jean could feel her pussy getting wet from all this heated activity. She was so hot that she felt like jumping him right then and there. But as a good subject of S&M, she restrained herself, trusting that Scott would know when the time was right.

Finally, after one last crack of the whip, Scott set it aside and took a moment to rub the reddened areas on her ass, making sure he applied the right level of finesse to the tender area. His dick was rock hard again and she was dripping wet with arousal, indicating to him that it was time for the next step.

"Wow! That was fun," said Scott in a husky tone, gently tracing patterns on the exposed skin of her ass.

"Oh yeah!" purred Jean in response, "I never really understood why people get into this sort of thing until now."

"Me too. But now, my redheaded sex queen, I think it's time we stop teasing and start pleasing."

Jean couldn't help but laugh. Even in a setting like this, Scott had a knack for keeping it passionate.

"Very poetic, Slim. Now come on, I think you know what we both want."

"Oh you know it, lover!"

In a show of fervent desire, Scott slid her thong and stockings down her sexy legs, rendering her completely naked. As she stepped out of her attire, letting the hot air caress her naked skin, she still leaned over the raping table. Her ass was there for Scott's taking and with their flesh still tender, he quickly decided on their first little act.

"Oh Scott! My butt!" gasped Jean upon feeling his hands spread her cheeks.

"God Jean! You're so amazing!"

With his hands firmly on her hips, Scott worked his hardened dick into her tight hole, going slowly so as to give her time to adjust. While anal had become much easier since they started doing it, she still acted with caution so as not to hurt her.

"Scott! Oh Scott!" she moaned upon feeling his hard dick in her tight ass.

"Oh Jean! So tight! So good!"

With his powerful hands still on her hips, Scott began to rhythmically pump her ass. Thankfully, she had applied some lube beforehand, allowing the seething sexual energy guide them into a world of bliss.

Jean's body moved with his in an increasingly fervent manner, bucking her hips along with his powerful thrusts. Soon, Scott's hands found their way to the dripping wet folds of her pussy and he began to fervently teasing her folds.

"OH MY GOD!" she gasped, as her body was racked with a waves of pleasure.

They moved together in a greater tempo, further motivated by Scott's teasing as he slipped his fingers into her vagina and gently worked the sensitive flesh. The radiating waves of bliss poured off her and into their link, helping to motivate Scott even further as he located her G-spot, an area he had grown quite adept at finding.

Harder and harder, the two lovers fucked in a sea of orgasmic moans. The combination of being fucked in her ass and having her pussy stimulated was drawing Jean closer to her orgasm. Since Scott had one earlier, he wasn't as close. But he could feel it through their link. She was almost there. It would just take a little bit more to send her over the edge.

"Jean! Oh Jean!" he grunted as he plowed into her ass, savoring the tight feeling around his dick.

"Oh God, YES! Fuck my ass! Fuck it! Oh I'm cumming, Scott! I'm cumming!"

The sweat was now pouring off their bodies as they moved as one. Jean was panting hard as she felt her pussy throb around Scott's fingers while her ass tightened around his dick. Her moans were high pitched as she felt all the pent up desire boil over, sending her on her own little trip to heaven.

"OH HERE IT COMES!" moaned Jean, closing her eyes and throwing her head back in with orgasmic delight, "OH I FEEL IT!"

Her back arched and her body tensed as her ass tightened around his cock and her pussy contracted around his fingers. And with one last thrust of his dick, Jean moaned with euphoria as the feeling of her climax racked her body with a burst of intense pleasure.

When her moans died down and her body went limp, Scott removed his dick from her ass and tenderly held onto her. He felt part of her orgasm through their link and it had been quite intense. It was a testament to how the arts of S&M had affected them.

Yet they still weren't done.

"Good God, Scott. That was amazing!" gasped Jean, still trying to catch her breath as Scott picked her up so that she was now sitting comfortably on the table.

"And I have you to thank. This is your program, remember?" grinned Scott as he loomed over her, his hands trailing along her sexy body.

"Indeed. But it wouldn't be possible without you."

That brought an even wider smile to Scott's face as he gave her an affectionate kiss. It had been a wild ride since he and Jean started doing this and here they were, experimenting with the joys of S&M. He still couldn't believe that he had a woman like this in his life who was so kind and compassionate, yet who could still make him do so many wild things.

"So I guess this officially makes us students of S&M," said Scott, playfully running his hands down the side of her face.

"Yep! Oh if the others could see us now," mused Jean, laughing at that thought.

"Well for something like this, I think it would be better if they didn't know. They're already suspicious as it is," muttered Scott.

"Hey, try not to think about that now, Scott," she told him softly as she pulled him in closer, "The program isn't over yet. And besides, I noticed that you didn't cum."

"No. I didn't, did I?" grinned Scott, feeling frisky as he sensually rub her breasts.

"Then what do you say we finish the job? I'm still game if you are!"

"Oh you know me Jean. When it comes to the danger room, I like to make sure I finish every...Single...Objective."

His husky voice and busy hands were enough to arouse her again. Her pussy was still wet from her climax, but it was more than ready for a more action as she eagerly ran her hands down the sweaty contours of his chest, drawing him in for another round.

"Scott...Take me," she gasped, sensing his arousal through their link.

"Oh Jean. I want you...I need you."

Overcome with sexual hunger, Scott lifted Jean by the waist and adjusted her so that she was in the center of the raping table. She was still flat on her back and she was going to stay that way...He made sure of it. Using the shackles on the upper corners of the table, he bound Jean's wrists so that she was tied to the table, ready to be fucked.

"Okay Scott...I'm all yours," said Jean in a sultry tone as she watched her lover lustfully loom over her naked body.

With a husky grin, Scott went to work on his lover, taking his place between her legs with a hand on each thigh to keep her wide and open. His dick was rock hard and her pussy was wet with arousal. She was bound, restrained, and completely and utterly his. It was safe to say that he was the luckiest guy on the face of the planet right now.

"Hold on, Jean...I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"

"Oh yes, Scott! YES! Please! Fuck me!" she begged him.

Her dirty talk served the heighten his desire as took hold of her hips, lifted her up off the table slightly, and plunged his hard dick into her tight pussy. As always he gave her a moment to adjust, but it didn't take long before he started pumping her, filling them both with the bliss of sexual passion.

Her body contorted to his thrusts, arching in delight to the feeling of being filled by her lover. Moans of delight consumed the area along with the sound of hot flesh pounding in a mantra of skin clashing with skin.

"SCOTT! OH SCOTT!" moaned Jean, her body moving more fervently despite having her arms bound.

"Jean! Oh God it's so good!" grunted Scott, his hand fervently running along her naked body, working all the way from her face, down to her breasts, and along her hips.

Nothing was impeding his actions. His hands were free do what they pleased as he rhythmically slammed his cock into her pussy. Yet Jean trusted him with this and it was a trust that Scott Summers would not break.

They were both very much in the S&M mindset. This was less lovemaking and more fucking. The ambience of their surroundings seemed to reflect that. All the frustration they had felt in dealing with the others seemed to be fueling their drive and doing this helped them vent while giving them mind blowing pleasure in the process.

Moans were turning into screams. Their bodies were literally pouring off sweat as Scott fervently fucked the sexy redhead, sending waves of ecstasy between them. The pace was fast and furious and they were loving every minute of it. They stretched it out as long as possible, working to build their orgasms for a truly climactic climax.

Finally, after an untold amount of passionate fucking, they could no longer hold back anymore. They were so close, yet they held out, wanting to have this one together.

"SCOTT! OHHH SCOTT! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" moaned Jean, her legs tightly wrapped around Scott's torso as he drove into her with great force.

"Oh-oh-oh Jean! OH I'M CUMMING TOO!" panted Scott as he plowed his cock into her tight depths.

"Then-oh god-let's cum together! Oh let's cum together!"

Using the psychic link as a guide, the two lovers drew closer to their respective orgasms. Scott could feel his cock twitching in her pussy while at the same time, Jean's vagina was beginning to contract and tighten, ready to milk him for all he was worth.

Then finally, after one final thrust, the rush of euphoria overtook them and Scott Summers and Jean Grey descended into a world of bliss.

"OHHHHHH JEAN!"

"OH SCOTT!!!"

Their objectives were complete. The program had been a resounding success. The combination of S&M, pent up frustration, and feverish fucking had been one hell of an experience. Even if the others were suspicious, they couldn't care less at this point.

"Wow! That...Was...Awesome!" gasped a very spent Scott Summers as he rolled off his lover and undid the restraints.

"I'll say! Who would have thought that the danger room could be so versatile?" grinned Jean as she rubbed her slightly sore wrists, her leg still draped around Scott's waist.

"Guess that just shows how resourceful we X-men can be."

"You said it, Slim!"

Even though they were a little spent, they had the strength to for a passionate embrace, their lips meeting in a deep kiss to cap off a truly amazing session. The S&M style mentality was fading and once again, they were soft and tender with one another. As good as their kinky games had been, nothing could beat the tender feeling of sharing a warm, comforting embrace.

As they parted, the two lovers took a moment to catch their breath before going any further, but a smile never left their face as they gazed passionately into one another's eyes.

"Think you can manage a few more, Slim?" said Jean in a sultry tone as she rolled over on top of him so that he was the one on his back.

"Oh I suppose I can go for another," he said with a husky grin.

"Does that mean I should put my outfit back on?" she teased, sensually tracing he fingers along the sinewy contours of his chest.

"Actually, I was thinking that we could just play it by ear. What do you say?"

"Mmm...Sounds good to me."

With another deep kiss, the young couple started to make love once again, thanking whatever higher power was out there for blessing them with such a wonderful bond.

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However, unbeknownst to Scott and Jean, their little game had not been as private as they wanted it to be. Usually they were very careful and took all the usual precautions, regardless of everybody's suspicion. Add to that, they had both assumed that nobody would want to come down to the lower levels on an off day.

Oh how wrong they were.

From the observation deck, a lone witness saw the whole thing from beginning to end. And it was by far the worst kind of witness they could ask for. It was none other than the ever volatile Logan. And as he watched the monitors, he was in complete and utter shock. And once his mind began to process what he was seeing, his fists clenched as he was filled with a new resolve.

"Those little...That's it! They're dead!"

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AN: I'll skip the bullshit this time. So please just review. Send them to me via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the adultfanfiction website. Thanks for reading everybody and I wish you all the best.