Set in the Ultimate timeline between the first two graphic novels or issues six and seven (I believe). This story was written in reply to a challenge – lets hope it lives up to it's calling.
Jean laughed as she stretched out, arching her back on the soft satin sheets. "Scott…" She breathed heavily. "It feel so good on your skin…" She bit her lower lip, teasing him. "Get undressed and come try!"
He pulled off his shirt without thinking and dove on to the bed with her.
Her warm, soft skin and the cool satin sheets washed over him like a wave as he landed and she giggled.
Without hesitation he wrapped his arms around her and drew her close.
"Oh, Scott…" She said, somehow surprised.
He kissed her roughly and she hesitated for an instant as though it were unexpected.
But then… She melted in to him.
Her arms snaked around his neck and she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close.
His hands began to play over her body, deftly exploring every inch of her like fire explores the forest.
Suddenly he pinned her in place and let his mouth play over her throat and up to her lips.
Her lips parted and gave way for him when he suddenly heard a distant humming.
He fought against the noise and held her fast to his muscular form despite her slight struggles.
And then he felt it – a jolt of awakened conciousness.
Oh, no… He thought and his eyes flew open to the dull and plodding buzz of his alarm. Jean!
And on the other side of the mansion Jean sat bolt upright in bed and shivered in a cold sweat of delight.
Logan barely stirred in the bed next to her and she glanced at him, relieved he stayed asleep.
Ohhh… She shivered again and allowed herself a wicked smile at the psychic contact she had just experienced. Scott! She took several rapid breaths and looked flushed. Who knew?