Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or any of the characters, and I do not make money from these writings.
Emotions Unleashed
Pairings: slight Charles/Magneto (mostly implied), Charles/Storm, Rogue/Wanda, Kurt/?, Logan/?, plus a mystery pairing!
Kurt will get with a guy, and Logan with a woman, but you'll have to read to find out with who!
Warnings: a few spoilers, MaleDominance, Language, Romance, Violence, Will have Sexual Situations! WIP
Summary: After Apocalypse possessed them, Charles and Ororo find themselves struggling to pick up the pieces. Will they be able to help each other? Or will the trauma of what happened to them be too much to bear? What happens when some unexpected guests decide to join the X-Men? What strange things will happen when Emotions are Unleashed?
*Telepathy*
'Thinking'
Chapter 1-Comfort
*Charles' POV*
My body moved without my permission. I tried my hardest to fight against Apocalypse as he controlled my actions, but to no avail. 'He's...just too strong!' I watched helplessly as I attacked my precious students. Jean immediately faced off against me, both of us using our astral forms to fight each other. We were evenly matched, Jean used a shield to ward off a thrust from the sword I manifested. I attacked again, this time breaking through her defenses. I grinned evilly as the sword pierced through her chest, on the inside I wept as her scream pierced me to the very core of my existence...
Charles jerked awake, gasping heavily at the vivid nightmare. He rubbed the tears from his face as he tried to calm down. 'When will these nightmares end!' He thought, shuddering at the memory of being possessed by that evil entity. It was two months since Apocalypse had been defeated, but he was still plagued by that experience, the nightmare was almost always the same, and very realistic. Still shuddering slightly, he tugged his robe off his wheelchair, quickly slipping it on and moving into his chair.
He found himself heading down the hallway and into his study. Charles stopped at the door, allowing himself to briefly admire the tall dark figure staring out the window. "Ororo," He greeted, watching as Storm turned enough to see the telepath move farther into the room. "Couldn't sleep either?"
"No, these damn nightmares!" She sighed heavily, crossing her arms over her chest. Charles swallowed hard and blushed as Ororo inadvertently pushed her breasts up with that gesture, her nipples showing through the shirt. 'She...must be cold...' He forced his eyes up to her face, hoping she didn't see him looking. 'I can't...keep thinking of her this way!' Sometime over the past several years, Charles' feelings for Ororo had changed from what one feels for a close friend, to something deeper which he wasn't ready to name yet...though he knew what he now felt for the brown-skinned goddess.
"I know what you mean." Charles managed to say as he moved over to stare out the window. Storm moved to sit in the window seat near him, pulling her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them in a child-like gesture.
"Will they...ever go away?" She asked softly, unable to completely keep the tremble out of her voice.
"I...hope so, Ororo." Charles murmured, leaning foreward slightly to squeeze her shoulder reassuringly. Storm shivered when his slighlty rough hand touched her bare skin, his strong warm fingers gripping her lightly. 'Ever since Apocalypse possessed me, I've felt closer to Charles than anyone else. He's one of the few who knows exactly what happened, and how it has affected me, well...all of us.' She blinked quickly, eyebrows furrowing slightly. 'When...did he become 'just' Charles to me?' She questioned herself. Storm suddenly became aware of Charles' fingers massaging her tense shoulders. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, pushing her hair over one shoulder to allow better access.
"I...not really..." Ororo murmured, leaning slightly against the strong hands as they moved down her back, massaging gently. "Do you?" She asked softly.
"I would...rather forget it..." Charles admitted, pressing his thumbs into Ororo's spine, working on relieving the tension he felt there. He unconsciously leaned closer as he concentrated on getting the weather witch to relax, his warm breath teasing the nape of her neck. Storm shivered violently at the feeling of Charles' breath on the back of her neck. "Are you alright?" He murmured softly, fighting the urge to brush his lips across her exposed shoulder. 'Get ahold of yourself!' He growled angrily.
"I...I am alright...just cold..." Ororo lied, cursing herself as he moved away from her. She missed the feeling of his hands already. 'Damn! What's gotten into me?' She growled, fighting the urge to tell him to continue.
"I'll start a fire, make yourself comfortable on the couch, it'll be warmer over there." He quickly hurried to start the fire, hearing Storm move to the couch. Finishing his task, he turned and saw Ororo in the same curled-up position she was just in as she sat in the middle of the sofa. He moved up next to her, hesitating slightly before wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Storm's lips trembled imperceptibly as he squeezed slightly. "It will be alright Storm, I'll help you through your nightmares." She smiled, patting the hand on her shoulder gently.
"And I'll help you as well." He smiled his thanks at her, grateful to have such a wonderful friend, even if he had to hide his true feelings for her. As long as she stayed that way, he could live with the pain of keeping her at that distance. Even though he wanted more from her, he'd never ask that of her. Because he knew she didn't like him the same way as he did her. He absently began stroking his fingers through Storm's hair, starting at her temple and sliding through the rest.
'He always makes me feel so safe. His touch is so...soothing.' Storm thought sighing softly, letting her eyes drift shut as Charles' fingers began massaging her scalp. She groaned softly and felt his hand tighten slightly on her shoulder. Charles leaned close enough to Storm to smell her hair, his breathing became erratic as her scent invaded his senses.
"Ororo?" Charles questioned, his voice deep and husky. She felt a rush of heat that went straight to her groin as he said her name in that tone of voice. 'What. The. Hell?' Charles felt Ororo tremble in his grip, and felt concern outweigh his non-paternal feelings for her.
"Storm?" He asked, eyebrows furrowing together. He pushed her long white hair out of her face with both hands. She couldn't hold back a gasp this time, pulling away from his fingers to bury her face again in her knees, failing to hide the slightly stunned and confused look on her face. "What's wrong?" Charles asked, both of his hands cupping her face and lifting it, forcing her to look at him.
"I'm...fine...it is just..." Ororo stopped, forcing herself to calm down before she told him what was really wrong. "I...I just...need to..." She shook her head slightly before continuing. "I...think I'll try going back to sleep again..." She murmured softly, slipping out of his grasp and giving him a small smile. "Goodnight."
"Ah, goodnight Storm..." Charles responded, watching her leave the room with a slightly confused look on his face. 'What...was that about?' He sighed slightly before heading into the hallway and down to his room. 'Need to control myself better! I almost buried my face in her hair!' He berated himself as he closed his bedroom door.
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Storm leaned against her closed bedroom door, sighing slightly. 'I...couldn't possibly...' She ran her hands through her hair thinking it through. 'It...must have been the way he said my name...right? I...don't have THOSE kinds of feelings for him...do I?' She frowned, trying to remember if she had ever thought of Charles in an erotic way. 'I...don't think I have...so why would I now?' Storm laughed softly to herself. "We've known each other for a very long time and we've become close friends. But still, I can't have THOSE feelings for him, it is just not right. He doesn't think of me that way, neither do I." She failed to convince herself though. 'Yet...I did become aroused by just his voice and touch...' Storm groaned at herself, moving over to fall face first onto her bed. "I...just have to not think about it..." She muttered, falling asleep with her mind filled with images of Charles...
tbc
So? What do you think? Please review! I promise, I'll be getting to the other pairings in a few chapters! I need to get to a certain scene with Charles and Storm before I can introduce the other pairings, and I promise I'll get to it as soon as possible!