Author's note: this is something I originally posted on the livejournal comment_fic site. The prompt was: X-Men, Jean/Logan, screaming orgasm.
THE FIRST TIME
Jean felt that indescribable 'hiss' of an incoming telepathic message and winced. Then she took a deep breath and opened her mind to receive the message.
"Damn it, Jean! Turn down the volume!" Betsy 'yelled'. She was in England at the moment.
Jean flushed. "Sorry. I... I'm sorry," she stammered.
Betsy sighed. Then she went on in a calmer tone, "That's fine, dear. I'm sorry I yelled. And I'm very happy for both if you. Please say 'hello' to Logan for me."
"I will."
"Fine. Oh, and Jean..."
"Yes?"
"Next time I'm in town - girls night out. I want to hear all the details."
The next telepathic message was from Emma. She was in Japan.
"Slut," Emma hissed.
"Hello to you, too," Jean replied icily. "Sorry if I disturbed you, but don't worry, Emma. Someday you'll know what it's like. Just keep practicing and eventually you'll get it right."
Then Jean "hung up" the telepathic communication. And an utterly furious Emma wasn't powerful enough to crack through Jean's telepathic block.
The Stepford Cuckoos were next. They were calling from New York city.
"You are a goddess."
"We love you."
"And we want to worship you."
"With our tongues."
"All at once."
Jean hurriedly blocked that communication, too.
Then Jean's cellphone rang. She checked it, and then gave Logan a helpless look just before she put it to her ear.
"Jean?" Ororo said worriedly. She was in Wakanda. "Are you all right?"
"Hello, Ororo. Uhm... I'm fine. Just fine."
There was a pause before Ororo replied.
"I... see. So, that wasn't an... unpleasant... experience you just had?"
Jean was blushing again as she glanced again at Logan. Logan made a "Just go with it!" gesture with his hands and shoulders. His wonderfully muscular, hairy, sweat-slick, shoulders...
Jean blinked herself back to the here and now, "No, Ororo. It wasn't an unpleasant experience at all. In fact it was... uhm..."
Jean paused.
"I think I understand," Ororo said hurriedly.
"Thank you, Ororo," Jean said in relief.
"Logan. Right?" Ororo added hesitantly.
"Yes. How did you know?"
"That... does not matter. I am very happy for both of you. Now you must please excuse me, I have to go molest my husband."
Jean couldn't help but smile.
The phone rang again. Jean picked it up again and listened.
Then she handed to phone to Logan.
"It's Jubilation," Jean said.
Logan glared at the ceiling for several seconds. Then he took the phone with the air of a man who was about to put an armed hand-grenade next to his head.
Once she was sure that Jean was okay, Kitty began laughing hysterically. Then she kept making Logan and Jean switch the phone back and forth as she teased them mercilessly.
Logan eventually growled something into the phone and hung up on her.
Rogue just said, "Be good to each other - and thanks," and then hung up.
Laura opened the door of their room and stuck her head inside. Then she sniffed the air once, gave them both a mysteriously feline look, and left without a word.