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My Friend, My Lover
Chapter 21: Just a Peak

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Needless to say, the rest of the day wasn't very fun for Scott Summers and Jean Grey. It was out now. Everybody knew what they had been doing for months now. They were officially the resident sex nuts. It wasn't exactly the reputation they wanted as the two supposed role models of the school, but there was no going back now.

Walking the halls of the institute was now a chore. Every time they passed somebody, they got these looks that made them want to just curl into a ball and pull a sheet over their heads. Every time the girls saw Scott, they blushed profusely from the mental images they got from Rogue and Kitty's vivid description about what Jean had said.

The boys weren't much different. Now saw their leader in a new light and wouldn't stop clamoring for details about what it was like to have sex with Jean. And naturally, such comments made Scott horribly uncomfortable.

As for Jean, every time one of the boys passed her, they blushed and tried to look away, unable to keep from picturing her naked. And being a telepath, she picked up on many of these images.

The girls were even worse. They kept asking what it was like to have sex with Scott and go all out like she had described to Kitty and Rogue. Such details weren't exactly the kinds of things she liked to share and eventually, both she and Scott ended up hiding out for the rest of the day.

Surprisingly though, the only two people who didn't bug them incessantly were the two people who had started this whole mess. Neither Rogue nor Kitty confronted them for the rest of the day and kept their distance while the others had a ball making the lives of their elder friends a living hell.

Part of it may have been because they were worried about them being angry maybe it was because they had these mental images in their heads from what Jean had said when she unloaded on them and just seeing them made them feel embarrassed. Either way, the rest of the day was a challenge. And chances were this would take a while to die down.

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As night began to fall over the institute, things finally settled. However, for Scott and Jean, the fervor was still going strong as they held up in the library for the rest of the day. They couldn't even eat dinner with the others now because of all the looks they got, not to mention the psychic projections.

So in the end, Scott resorted to sneaking down to the kitchen and getting some food for him and Jean. It was a desperate way to heed off embarrassment, but at this point it was necessary.

"I'm back," said Scott as he entered the library and shut the doors behind him.

"Finally! Some food!" said a hungry Jean Grey as she rushed over and grabbed her plate, "Did you run into anybody?"

"Unfortunately yes," he muttered, "Bobby, Ray, and Evan tried to corner me again. They wanted to know if you were a natural redhead, so they asked if the 'carpet matched the drapes.'"

Jean's face flushed bright red. It was bad enough she kept picking up these sexy images from the boys, but going that far into her private life just crossed a line.

"Oh...What did you tell them?"

"I told them to fuck off."

"Good answer," said Jean with a sigh of relief, "But I swear, if I have to take this kind of crap much longer I'm gonna..."

"Jean..." said Scott, cutting her off, "Just calm down. This will pass. I know it will. We just have to weather the storm."

"Well it's kind of hard to weather ANYTHING when people keep asking me how big your dick is or how anal sex works!"

"They'll get bored with it. You know how short the teenage attention span can be."

"Well it's not short enough in this instance."

"Sad but true," conceded Scott, still deeply frustrated.

Collapsing onto the couch, the two youths eventually calmed themselves enough to eat their food. As sickening as this mess was, they still needed nourishment. And as long as the others kept pestering them, they were definitely going to need their strength.

Silence quickly fell over them as they ate and dwelled on their situation. Everybody was on their case now. Just when things between them were starting to blossom, they had to endure shit like this. Needless to say, it wasn't doing much to help their stress levels.

As the clocked ticked away into the evening, Scott and Jean soon found themselves simply cuddling up to one another on the couch, both feeling so tired and frustrated, not knowing just how long this little phase would last.

"How much longer do you think we'll have to stay in here?" asked Scott, finally breaking the silence.

"I don't know," said Jean, resting her head upon his strong shoulder, "Until the others turn in I guess. That way we can go to our rooms without getting hammered by questions concerning our sex lives."

"And how long do you think that would take?"

"On a Saturday night like this? Probably not until midnight or later."

"Damn, Just our luck."

"Lately that's always been our luck," muttered Jean.

The two youths let out a frustrated sigh, wondering when they would ever catch a break. But knowing the others, that may be a challenge at best.

"And to think, we were more worried about what Logan would do if he found out," added Scott with a sarcastic laugh.

"Yeah, I guess it is kind of ironic come to think of it," said Jean, managing a humored grin, "We were so concerned about keeping our secret from him that we negated the others and dropped them the clues they needed to piece ittogether."

"But in the end, Logan was pacified thanks to Ororo. I guess getting laid works for him too."

That got them both to laugh a bit, which helped to ease the tense mood. They sunk further into the couch together, Jean's arms slipping around her lover's neck and pulling him into a comforting embrace. It didn't change their present situation, but it did help.

Another silence soon fell over them as they reflected upon how this would change everything. Sure, they would be subjected to plenty of embarrassing confrontations, but what about in the long run? Would everybody just get bored and move on to other things? Or would they keep clamoring for advice and details?

There was plenty of uncertainty, but at least for now they had found some sort of peace in this ever chaotic mansion.

"Scott..." said Jean, still resting on Scott's shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"This isn't going to change anything between us...Is it?"

"Change? What do you mean?" asked Scott.

Jean then lifted he head and turned her body towards his so that they were now directly facing one another. And much to Scott's surprise, she took it a step further, wrapping her legs around his torso and snaking her arms around his neck.

"I mean...Are we going to keep doing what we do? Even with everybody on our case like this?"

Taking in the warm feeling of her tense body, Scott gazed back into her beautiful green eyes.. And as he held her close, he managed a reassuring smile to the woman he loved.

"Jean, come on. You know me better than that. Do you really think that I'm going to let a bunch of curious, horny teenagers get in the way of our love life?"

"But you know they'll make things more difficult when we..."

"Jean, I know they're hounding us," said Scott, placing his hands on her face, "But this is the result of a bunch of hormonally charged mutant teenager now faced with the knowledge that two of their friends love to indulge in the pleasures of sex. They haven't experienced what we've experienced together. And because of that, they're just clamoring for details because their libido supercedes their respect for one's privacy."

"Typical," said Jean, rolling her eyes.

"But that doesn't mean I want to stop making love to you. Honestly, do you think I even give a damn what everybody else thinks about you and me?"

"Oh I don't doubt that, Mr. Summers," said Jean with a light laugh, his words helping to lighten her mood, "It's just that the details they keep probing for that are so annoying."

"True, but that much we can always deny them," said Scott with a confident smile, "We'll just have to work through it together."

"Easier said than done, I suppose," said Jean with a sigh, "Although you have to admit, there are some benefits to this whole mess."

"Benefits?" said Scott with a surprised look, "What do you mean?"

"Well for one, you are officially 'the man' now. You're the one who got the oh so snobby Miss Jean Grey into bed and turned her into a kinky sex kitten. And believe it or not, horny teenage boys respect a guy who gets to bed a hot girl."

"Uh...Yeah, I guess so," said Scott, blushing at those words.

"And then there's the girls," she went on, her tone becoming more playful, "Now they know you're not just some stiff boy scout. Now you're also a strong, passionate lover who can really go the distance and make a girl feel so good on so many levels."

"Yes, well..." said Scott, his face almost as red as his glasses.

"And don't forget the way they look at you," said Jean, thinking he was so cute when he blushed like this, "Now that you're the resident lover boy, they can't help but picture you naked. Believe me, I've sensed it."

"Really?"

"If I'm lying I'm dying."

"Wow."

"Just don't let it boost your confidence too much, Slim," she teased.

"Hey, you're one to talk," said Scott as he began tracing his finger down her face playfully, "I'll bet all the boys are going to be picturing you in the shower from now on and all the girls are going to be asking for advice on their first time."

"And maybe in the process, they'll stop hounding me for being some goody two shoes who likes to follow the rules, work hard, and set an example."

"And maybe they'll stop saying that I've got a stick up my ass for trying to be a good role model."

"Yeah...Maybe," said Jean, giving him reassuring peck on the cheek.

Things were definitely a little lighter now. In looking at this whole mess from another perspective, they could see some good coming out of this. Sex had already done wonders for their mood and their health. So why not their public persona?

"God we are nuts, you know that?" said Jean as she let go of Scott and flopped back onto the couch.

"Most definitely my dear," said Scott in agreement as he laid down beside her, "A pair of genuine basket cases."

"Our luck sucks."

"True...But there's always a light at the end of the tunnel. It's just a matter of not going crazy before you reach it."

"You got that from Hank, didn't you?" said Jean with a slight laugh.

"Nope," said Scott proudly, "That one's all me."

More of Jean's laughter filled the area, further helping Scott's mood. And as they laid together on the couch, he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close like any good lover should.

They were still stressed from this long, exhausting day. It was present in their poise and as a result, Scott found himself running his hands over Jean's tense form, working his way up her side, past her breasts, and onto her shoulders. From there, he gently rubbed her tense muscles and Jean soon responded favorably to his actions.

"Mmm Scott," she moaned, her muscles relaxing to his soft hands, "That feels good."

"You like it?" he said softly into her ear.

"Mmhmm...It's nice. Of all the days I could use a massage, this is definitely tops."

Suddenly an idea sprang into Scott's head. Having been forced to hide from everybody today, he had found time to thumb through that book Ororo had given him aboout massages. There was a wealth of information and he hadn't been able to get through much, but from what he did read, there were plenty of techniques to try out.

And given their current stress, now was a good time to try them out.

"Well if you like it so much, you want me to give you a full massage?"

"What do you mean a full one?" asked Jean curiously, feeling both intrigued and aroused by such an idea.

"Well..." he said in a sneaky tone, "You see, Ororo gave me this book on massages earlier today. And because of all the hiding I had to do, I had some time to look over it and I picked up a few things."

"Oh? What kind of things?" asked Jean in a sensual tone.

"Oh you know, the basics," said Scott, choosing his words carefully, not wanting to let on too much for the sake of keeping it a surprise, "I didn't get far, but if you give me the chance, maybe I could help you feel a little less tense."

Jean pretended to think about it. Although in retrospect, there wasn't much to consider. The thought of Scott's hands rubbing her body was just too appealing to pass up. He was always so good with them during sex, so it was only natural that he'd be good at massages. And on a day like today, there was no reason not to.

"I suppose we could give it a try," she said with a mock sigh, "What do you need me to do? Want me to strip naked and get a towel?"

"Uh...As much as I'd like to see that, you don't have to go that far," said Scott with a grin, "Just down to your underwear would be fine. And if you want more...Hell, I won't stop you."

"You're too good to me, Scott Summers."

"Hey, you know me."

"That I most certainly do."

Then with a sexy smile on her face, Jean got up off the couch and began to strip before her lover's eyes. While it was supposed to be casual, she couldn't help but play around a bit, working to entice him by sliding off her shirt and wiggling out of her pants in a slow, playful manner.

By the time she was done, Scott was looking at an underwear clad Jean Grey and she was always a sight to behold. She wasn't wearing the overtly sexual thongs or push up bras that she wore when they had sex. This time, it was just a casual pair of black panties and a bra reminiscent of what she wore the night of their first time, which definitely put Scott in an uncomfortable position in terms of the tightness in his pants.

But he managed to shake it off...For now at least.

"So what's next?" said Jean with a grin.

"Um...On the...On the couch," he got out, stuttering in the presence of a half naked woman, "Just lie down on your stomach and I'll do the rest."

"Mmm...Sounds like a plan."

Following her lover's wishes, she laid face down on the couch, her sexy body exposed and ready for his hands. Scott grabbed a pillow for her to rest her head on and looking down at the sight before him, he hoped he did this right.

"Okay Jean, now according to what I've read, you have to start by taking deep breaths. Close your eyes if that helps, but the key here is to relax."

"Sounds easy enough," said Jean as she closed her eyes.

Relaxing for a telepath was always challenging, but thanks to years of practice under Professor Charles Xavier's tutelage, Jean had grown skilled at relaxing her mind. Such a state was necessary when dealing with telekinesis and filtering out the thoughts of others. And while she did this, Scott cracked his knuckles and prepared his hands.

'Okay Summers, you can do this,' he thought to himself, 'Just try not to get too horny even if she is in just her underwear.'

'I heard that, Slim.'

'Hey, I thought you were relaxing?'

'Sorry. Couldn't help myself.'

Scott laughed at Jean's mind games, but now was not the time for play. Now was the time for massaging. Going over the techniques he had ascertained from Ororo's book, he was ready to take this to the next level, hoping that this could be yet another tool in their arsenal of sexual frolicking.

"Okay Jean, just keep breathing...Relax...And let me rub away your stress."

Jean let out a deep moan as she felt Scott's warm, gentle hands on her back and shoulders. It was light at first, the techniques he read about requiring patience and diligence, two things Scott was quite good at.

Slowly yet surely, Scott worked his fingers and palms around Jean's back, focusing on all the points of tension that he found along the way. It probably would have been easier if they had some lotion, but he seemed to be doing just fine without it as more of Jean's moans filled the room.

"Oh Scott. Oh...That's so good."

Then suddenly, she yelped in pain a bit. He was still trying to get a feel for where the most tension was and this being the first time, he couldn't get everything correct. .

"Easy Jean..." he said as he softened up a bit, "I'm sorry, but you're pretty tense. We both are."

"Mmm...Too bad I can't massage you at the same time," said Jean, letting out another moan.

"Yeah...Too bad."

Scott worked his hands to their utmost, going from her shoulders to all the way down her back, stopping just above sexy ass. She twitched a few times as he hit some sensitive spots, but once he got the feel for her he took it a step further and rubbed with greate care and precision.

Soon, Jean felt her muscles easing into a new state of relaxation, sending shivers of delight up and down her spine and causing her whole body to quiver with delight.

"Scott...My God your hands are so..."

But she didn't get to finish that line as Scott hit a particularly sensitive area just below her neck and around her shoulders. It caused her whole body to arch, throbbing with delight in an increasingly sensual feel.

Scott was really starting to get into this. He could actually feel her body easing further into a relaxed state through their link. And the more he did this, the harder it was to fight off his arousal. His pants were already tight as hell. And he kept trying to hold it in, but the more he did it the more difficult that became.

"Jean..." he said as he began working his hands down to her lower back.

Then, with his libido now too hard to ignore, Scott worked with the back of her bra. While he had been successfully working around it so far, it was becoming an increasing burden. And as he quickly undid the clasp, Jean smiled at his actions, wanting to feel his hands on her naked skin without any hindrance.

"Getting frisky, aren't we?" she said in a sexy tone.

"Want me to stop?" asked Scott in a daze.

"Hell no," she said as she helped him get her bra off and toss it to the floor.

With her naked back now completely exposed to her, Scott's hands grew increasingly fervent. He worked her slim muscles with more vigor, causing Jean to moan louder.

'Wow, those techniques really do work. Thank you Ororo!' he thought to himself, enjoying where this was going.

Soon it was too hard for Scott to hold in his lust for her. Jean could sense it through their link and it was fueling her desires as well. Leaning down, he gently placed soft kisses down her neck, shoulders, and back, showing his affection for her love and beauty.

Then suddenly Scott's hand fell upon her thighs and he gave them a special rub that he had learned from the book. And from this, Jean could take no more.

"Oh Scott!" she gasped as she felt a surge of sensations throughout her lower areas, "Please! I want you! I want you NOW!"

"I want you too Jean," moaned Scott as he firmly rubbed her hips, making her so wet, "God I want you so bad."

"Then let's do it! Right here on the couch!"

"Right here?" said Scott in an intrigued tone, "Hmm...Come to think of it, we haven't 'christened' this room just yet, have we?"

"Nope, I don't think we have lover boy. So what do you say we stick it to the others and make love on a place they sit at on a regular basis?"

"Now THAT'S the perfect payback!"

Letting their passions consume them, Jean bolted up to an upright position so she could capture her lover's lips. He was still fully clothed and she was just wearing a pair of panties, but that was going to change soon enough.

Energized by Scott's massage, Jean swiftly removed his shirt and undid the upper part of his pants. Scott's hands were on her breasts and while she went to work, he continued his massage, using a few of the 'special' techniques from the book in order to add to his lover's arousal. And judging from the way Jean was running her hands along his upper body, it was definitely working.

Shot of pleasure coursed through Jean's body as he caressed her breasts in a way he hadn't done before. A strong wetness formed in her pussy, sending her into a sexual frenzy and washing away the stress of what had happened today. His hands were so strong yet soft...So powerful, yet gentle. She loved the way he touched her naked skin and she was bent on returning the favor.

"Oh Jean," gasped Scott as she kissed down his neck and rubbed the bulge in his pants.

"Hush lover," said Jean in a low, sultry tone, "Just sit back and relax. I'll take it from here."

Scott didn't say another word as Jean trailed her lips down her lover's body, going past his well sculpted chest and along his rock hard abs. Once she was at his crotch, she went to work on his pants, giving them a hard tug and freeing his throbbing erection from its confines.

Still sitting upright on the couch, Scott lifted his hips slightly in order to allow Jean to fully remove his pants, leaving him completely exposed to his lover. Tossing aside his pants, Jean flashed her lover a sexy grin as she went for his ridged cock, eagerly taking it in her hands.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" he moaned, running his hands through her long red hair.

"You like that, Slim? Hope so because I'm just getting warmed up!"

With one hand grasping the base of his cock and the other cupping his balls, Jean hungrily devoured his dick. Using the deep throating skills she had mastered over the months, she took the long, hard shaft into her mouth. Scott's head fell back as he felt the warmth around his hard cock, letting out a few gasps Jean worked her tongue along his shaft.

"Oh that's it, Jean! That's it!" he gasped.

Bobbing her head up and down, Jean worked his cock in her mouth with the same vigor that he had done with his massage. The link between them was flaring up again, causing the pleasure they felt to flow both ways. And since last night, it had been growing even more intense.

This shared pleasure further guided Jean as she fervently sucked her lover's dick, teasing all the sensitive points along the way. More of Scott's moans filled the room, motivating Jean to keep doing it. The taste of his dick added more wetness to her already dripping vagina. She didn't know how much longer she could hold out, but she wanted to make sure she returned the favor for Scott's massage first.

"Ohhhhhh Jean!" grunted Scott, his had falling back in a sexual daze, "Jean...I'm gonna cum soon!"

Feeling his throbbing shaft twitch in her mouth, Jean stopped her sucking. While normally she would have kept going until he climaxed in her mouth, this time she wanted to save that for when he was in her pussy. After all, she was horny as hell too and she didn't want to have to wait for the pleasure she craved any longer.

"You ready, Slim?" purred Jean.

"I'm always ready for you, Jean."

"Then stop your massaging and start your loving!"

She was so eager to be nude with, breaking the embrace so she could stand up to remove her panties. She almost lost her balance at one point, but Scott was there to catch her as he grasped her waist while she slid her way out of the sexy garment.

The folds of her vagina were dripping wet, looking so eager for his cock. No matter how many times Scott saw this it never ceased to amaze him. While secretly, he wished he could see her without the red hue from his glasses, that didn't make her naked body any less gorgeous.

"Damn you're sexy," said Scott in a husky tone, gazing at her waiting pussy, "Come here...Let's do this."

With a sultry grin, Jean followed Scott's words and sensually moved her body so that she was now sitting atop his lap with his penis right at her entrance. He was still in an upright position facing towards her as he took a firm hold of her waist and guided his body into hers.

"Oh Scott! That's it! Oh fuck that's good!" cried Jean.

Letting out a lustful grunt, Scott drew her in until his dick filled her pussy. Jean spread her legs a bit wider to accommodate his length, her hands draped around his neck. Slowly, they began to move their bodies together with Jean gyrating her hips while Scott worked his cock inside her tight womanly vice into a world of ecstasy.

"Oh Scott! Scott! SCOTT!" she cried as her body was inundated with waves of pleasure.

This motivated Scott to do it harder, humping and thrusting into her with greater vigor. His hands moved sensually about her body, working mainly on her shoulders and breasts in the same manner that he had during the massage. This got more reactions from Jean as her moans grew louder.

She would have screamed if she could, but the presence of Scott's lips on hers helped to muffle the sound, which was probably a good thing since they didn't want the others to hear them. This was their sex and they would be the ones to savor it.

"Uh-uh-uh-oh Jean! Oh it's so hot and wet!" grunted Scott as he plowed his cock into her cunt.

"Uh-uh-Yeah! You like that don't you?" she moaned, her breathing turning to gasps, "Come on! Do it harder! Do it harder!"

Smothering her lips with his, Scott hungrily took her in his arms and laid her down on the couch so that she was flat on her back. They never parted in the process, her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her with his manhood. And now that he was on top, Scott slammed into her more vigorously, dragging it out for as long as he could, pleasured moans echoing throughout the room as the sound of hot flesh banging together added further sensuality to the moment.

With the help of Scott's powerful thrusts, Jean felt her orgasm approaching. He felt it as well through their link, motivating him to thrust harder, eagerly attacking her G-spot that he knew so well.

"Uh-uh-uh-oh Scott! Oh I'm almost there! Fuck this is so great! More! MORE!" she cried as she lifted her hips to supplement fervent thrusts.

"Uh-uh-uh-oh yeah! I'm cumming, Jean! I'm cumming!" moaned Scott, giving her breasts a firm squeeze.

"Then let's-oh God-cum together!" she moaned as she pulled him close, "OH I FEEL IT!"

With one final frantic thrust, Scott whole body was rocked with a blissful release, his dick penetrating all the way to her cervix and filling her womb with a load of his fluids. Jean's body arched to this feeling, the hot fluid in her depths triggering her release as well as she let out a muffled cry of joy from the sensations she and her lover shared.

"Ohhhhhhhh Jean!" moaned Scott, his whole mind was inundated with this warm feeling of ecstasy.

"Ohhhhhhhh Scott!"

With warm sensations still coursing through her body, their frantic movements stopped as the two lovers met in a soft kiss. Their minds were reeling from the feeling of such strong orgasms, intensified by the link they shared.

"Jean...I...I can feel you...So clearly," said Scott in a soft, tender tone, his naked body hovering over his lover.

"Yes...I feel it too," said Jean, smiling warmly as she caressed her lover's face, "I...I think it's our link. It must be getting stronger. I...I've never felt it...So strong before."

"Yeah...Me neither. But I like it."

"Yeah... Me too."

The warm sensations impassioned them as they held onto one another in a tight embrace, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. This act along with the growing link between them continued to fuel their passions as the need for more intimacy consumed them, sending them into yet another frenzy.

Yet unknown to either of them, their private moment wasn't exactly all that private. Just outside the closed library door, Kitty and Rogue were making their way towards the area where Scott and Jean were making love.

They had been searching for Jean for hours, knowing full well that she was probably trying to avoid them. And after what happened earlier, they could hardly blame her. But that's exactly why they wanted to do this.

"Ah don't know about this, Kitty," said Rogue as she nervously followed her friend, "Maybe we should give em both a night to sleep on it."

"No Rogue...Not with this," said Kitty adamantly, "We started this mess and we're going to end it. Like it or not, this was our fault. We're the ones that blabbed the news to the whole institute."

"Hey, you blabbed! Ah didn't! All Ah did was confirm what everybody heard from you!" argued Rogue.

"Don't even try it, Rogue!" shot Kitty, "You're just as guilty and you know it! In fact, you're the one who was so adamant about getting them to admit it in the first place, so this is probably more your fault than anybody else's!"

"My fault?! Ah was just..."

But before Rogue could finish, the two girls were silenced as the sound of muffled cries echoing from the library.

"Did...Did I just hear what I think I heard?" said Kitty, casting her friend a weary glance.

"Depends...Did ya just hear what sounded like a man and a woman having an orgasm?" said Rogue bluntly.

That got Kitty to blush, but that didn't make it any more obvious.

"Ah think it's comin' from the library," said Rogue as she neared the doors and put her ear to the wood.

"The library? Come on...Scott and Jean wouldn't..."

"Wait!" said Rogue, cutting her off, "Listen..."

Following her friend's example, Kitty put her ear to the door and heard the same sounds as before, only now they were much clearer.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-Scott! Oh Scott! Oh it's so fucking good!" came a muffled voice that was unmistakably Jean's.

"Uh-uh-oh Jean! God you're beautiful!" came a deeper male voice which was easily identified as Scott's.

Such noises shocked both Rogue and Kitty. It was not enough that they knew Scott and Jean were intimate. Now they knew that they were screamers as well and liked to do it in rather public places.

"I...I don't believe it. Are they..."

"Yeah...Ah think so, Kitty," said Rogue, not believing it herself.

Suddenly, the air around the two girls grew hotter. Breathing became somewhat ragged, but they didn't know why. Then it hit them...The subtle sensations being sent through their minds. It was just like that day in class when Scott and Jean had sex in the storage closet. Jean's telepathy was broadcasting her pleasure telepathically and because of the heightened sensations, she couldn't shield them out.

"Do...Do you feel that?" said Kitty, her face flushing bright red as her hand unconsciously began to rub one of her breasts.

"What?! No!" said Rogue adamantly, although in reality it was driving her crazy, "Maybe we should..."

"Rogue, don't even think it!" said Kitty, knowing full well what she was leading onto.

But her words came too late. Rogue had gently opened the door a crack so that they could have a look inside. And as soon as they caught a glimpse of a very naked and very impassioned looking Jean Grey riding a sweaty, muscular Scott Summers with a look of ecstasy on her face, the two younger girls were immediately hypnotized by the sight.

"Oh ma God!" gasped Rogue under her breath.

"Wow! Like seriously...Wow!" said Kitty at a total loss for words.

Neither Scott nor Jean seemed to notice this intrusion. They were too caught up in their own little world as Jean kept riding her lover into a world of pleasure. But naturally, their unguarded minds sparked the young telepath's awareness. Yet instead of being mortified, she saw an unexpected chance for revenge.

'Mmm...Scott,' she sent through their link as she abruptly stopped and captured his lips.

'Jean? Why did you stop?' he sent, returning the kiss.

'Because I think we've got a couple of peeping toms on our hands.'

'WHAT?!' he exclaimed, nearly jolted from the moment.

'Relax lover. I think we can use this to get a little...Revenge,' she sent him in a deep, sultry tone.

Such words made Scott's mind dance with the possibilities, but knowing Jean, she probably had something unique planned.

'What did you have in mind?' he asked, his lips still wrestling with hers.

'Need I remind you that I'm telepathic, lover boy?' she sent him playfully, 'If they want to invade our privacy, they'll have to realize that there's a price to be paid.'

'Mmm...I like the sound of that,' said Scott, already getting into it, 'So what do you want me to do?'

'Just keep fucking me so I feel the best pleasure possible and my telepathy will do the rest. Think you can manage that?'

'Oh I don't think I can, Ms Grey...I know I can. Just hang on and enjoy it. I promise I'll give you all the sensations you need to drive them crazy!'

Turning his words into actions, Scott broke the kiss, took a firm hold of his lover's hips, and resumed his hard thrusts up into her vagina. This time, he went at it with added vigor, hitting all the sensitive spots that sent Jean into a frenzy. This got her to moan even louder, responding to his actions with fervent motions of her own.

And as this intense pleasure inundated them, Jean's telepathy began to do its thing, broadcasting to all those unlucky enough to be nearby.

"Rogue...I don't think..." gasped Kitty, feeling as though somebody had just hit something within her mind that turned her knees to jello.

"Damn it Kitty, will ya shut up!" demanded Rogue as her legs clenched together in an effort to contain the strange feelings.

"Seriously Rogue! Something's going on! I can't..."

But Kitty couldn't finish as she collapsed to the side of the door. Her eyes were still fixated on the image of Scott and Jean having sex and the more she saw it, the more intense these sensations got. She didn't know that it was a result of telepathy, but she was actually getting a taste of what Jean, and even Scott to some extent, was experiencing.

And as a result, she just couldn't hold it in.

"Kitty? What are ya..."

But Kitty didn't listen as she fervently rubbed her breast with one hand while using her other to undo her pants so she could reach into her panties and finger herself. Soon, the telepathic projections got the better of her as well, sending the kinds of sensations through her body. And soon, her will power to resist collapsed. It just felt too damn good.

"Can't...Stop it," said Rogue as she too collapsed besides Kitty, reaching up under her shirt to fondle her breast while slipping a hand into her panties to tease her vagina.

Both girls were soon in a daze, unable to stop themselves. The sensations they were feeling as a result of Jean's telepathy were just too good to ignore. Soon, their moans were beginning to mix with Scott and Jean's, but thankfully neither of them heard.

Kitty and Rogue both imagined themselves in Jean's position right now, having hot sex with Scott Summers in the library. It drove their hormonal daze as they kept fingering themselves, trying hard to get their release. While neither of them was a stranger to the arts of self gratification, it was definitely more intense this time around.

All the while, Scott and Jean kept going at it, knowing that whatever they felt would be transferred to their two peeping toms. They switched positions several times, going at it with Jean on her hands and knees, pleasuring each other in a 69 position, and even adding a few sensual spankings to the mix to further add some zest to their passion.

This all transferred to Kitty and Rogue as they were further driven closer to the edge by Scott and Jean's incessant loveplay. The more those two went at it, the more it affected them. They had no control over their own bodies, the feeling of all these sensations shooting through their minds just too much to handle.

They lost track of how many orgasms Scott and Jean had felt together, but that didn't stop them as they kept going at it. Soon, neither Kitty nor Rogue could hold it in any longer. Their legs were spread and their hands were buried in their tight folds, imagining that they too were being fucked by Scott Summers. And with this in mind, Scott and Jean worked hard to make this final orgasm the most intense.

"Uh-uh-uh-Jean! Oh God Jean!" moaned Scott loudly, sweat pouring off his body and mixing with that of his lover.

"Uh-uh-uh-oh Scott! I'm almost there! I'm almost...OH GOD!"

The sudden rush of Jean's orgasm consumed both her and Scott as her pussy tightened over her lover's cock, releasing her load of womanly juices. Scott's climax quickly followed, filling her with his hot cum as their naked bodies remained entwined for one last passionate kiss.

This sent Kitty and Rogue over the edge as well as they both arched their bodies and plunged their fingers in as deep as they would go, triggering the release they both so deeply hungered for.

"Oh my God!" cried Kitty as she felt her vagina throb around her fingers.

"Oh fuck!" cried Rogue soon afterwards, feeling the same thing as her whole body released her fluids into her hand.

When all was said and done, the two girls were gradually brought back to reality. While Scott and Jean were snuggling warmly in the library, enjoying the warm feeling of afterglow and the sweet feeling of vengeance, both Kitty and Rogue were left to recover.

Not a word was spoken as the two girls exchanged bewildered looks and frantically fixed their clothes, trying hard to ignore the wetness in their lower regions. It was probably the most embarrassing thing either of them had ever experienced. But seeing Scott and Jean go at it like that was just too much for them and the telepathic projections were so intense that it was hard not to be taken by them.

For Scott and Jean, it was bittersweet, smiles never leaving their faces as they rested their naked bodies on the couch while Kitty and Rogue struggled to their feet, trying to maintain whatever dignity they could in the process.

"From this moment on till the day we die...We will never speak of this EVER again," said Rogue in a low tone.

"Believe me, Rogue. My lips are sealed."

And without another word, the two girls left the area in serious need of a cold shower and a change of underwear. All the while, both Scott and Jean were resting comfortably and happily in one another's arms with only one thought coursing through their minds.

'Payback's a bitch...But it's still SO sweet!'

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