Smart Ass
The silence echoed loudly, if it at all possible, as Jean stared blankly at the young women before her who stared back in defiance. "Marie, let me explain" Jean pleaded softly as she struggled to control the fidgeting of her hands against her sides.
"You don't need to explain anything Ms. Grey…I understand" Marie replied blankly with a small smile of reassurance spread across her pale yet glowing complexion. "That's not true Marie, you don't understand your just a child-" "I know what's going on! And I'm definitely not a child!" "Marie you are a child! Your just 17"
"Just because I'm 17 it doesn't mean that I don't know what I feel" Marie shot back in determination as her eyes continued to haunt her teacher standing before her. After a few moments, as the air around them seem to tighten in their lungs, it was Marie who released a heavy sigh before calmly responding, "I think I should go now". As Marie moved to get around her taller teacher, she felt Jean's firm hand holding her still, "Don't go Marie, we have to talk" Jean replied as she lightly pulled the girl towards her.
"I don't want to talk-" "we need to…we can't go on with our lives with this lingering tension between us." Jean interjected as she guided Marie to stand against the bookshelf while Jean stood in front of her, watching her intently. "What tension? I don't know what your talking about-" "don't play coy with me Marie…just moments ago it was you who flashed that angry comment about 'fuck buddies'-" "you said it first!-" "I know I know…and I'm sorry for that" Jean replied modestly as she smiled at the younger girl's comical expression.
"What's so funny?" Marie asked as her eyes focused in on Jean's curiously alluring smile. "You" Jean replied bluntly as a chuckle escaped her lips. "Really? What do you find so funny about me?" Marie questioned as she struggled to contain her own personal smile that threatened to escape her lips.
"I thought of you as being this really shy young women. I never expected you to put me in my place so…easily…you surprised me..." Jean replied as another chuckle escaped her lips. "Well…I guess there's some things that you don't know about me…there's more to me then you know, things that others don't know." Marie replied as a small grin played on her lips while a small laugh struggled to brighten the awkward moment.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you..." Jean replied as she unconsciously took small steps towards the smaller women in front of her. With her eyes now firmly glued to the grey carpet of the floor, Marie refused to look up to the slowly approaching telekinetic who was a mere arm length away from her. "It's ok" Marie replied as she moved to fold her arms across her chest as Jean began to move ever closer to the young women.
"I'm sorry that I didn't help you when you needed it" Jean replied as her eyes studied Marie's shaking form. "Why are you nervous?" Jean asked as she stopped suddenly to study the girl's obvious discomfort. "Marie?" Jean called out to the girl who merely tilted her head the opposite direction as to avoid Jean's questioning stare. "Marie what's wrong…I said I was sorry…I promise that I won't let the same mistake happen again…why are you crying-" "I'm not crying!" Marie snapped back as Jean flinched in surprise.
Before Jean could stop to think about what she was doing she soon found herself holding Marie in her long arms as Marie momentarily relaxed in the comfort of Jean's embrace. After a moment, Marie found herself wrapping her own arms around her teacher's body to complete the comforting embrace.
She feels so good Marie thought to herself as she let her face rest against her teacher's chest as she fell deeper and deeper into the embrace. The smell of Jean's perfume enveloped her senses as the moment seemed to last forever.
She smells so good Marie thought to herself as she allowed herself to drown in the alluring scent of her teacher's Vanilla perfume. "I'm sorry for everything Marie, I'm sorry for not being the grown up." Jean spoke soothingly as she held her student. "I promise to act more like the adult I should be. I won't let you down again, I won't let this tension get in the way of you reaching your goal" Jean finished as she let herself enjoy the feel of Marie's weight against her body.
I have to tell her…it's now or never, I have to tell her how I feel about her…maybe if I told her how much I care about her, then maybe she'll express the same feelings towards me…how could she not feel anything for me, she has to feel something towards me. I know there's something between us, something that makes us connect. I can't be wrong about her feelings towards me, since she is holding me in a less then teacher-student way. There has to be something… Marie thought to herself as she enjoyed the feeling of Jean's hands making circular motions up and down her back.
"I'm sorry for being a jerk to you for the past 3 weeks" Jean continued on with her apologies as Marie listened patiently while enjoying the tender moment. How could she resist? She's apologizing for everything that she's been doing to me for the past 3 weeks; she's actually apologizing for avoiding me, and for everything that she's been doing for so long now.
If she really didn't care for me, then why would she even bother apologizing to me? She wants me to forgive her. Maybe we're meant for each other…I mean, we were so mad at each other for one moment, and then the next we're holding each other. This has to mean something…how can two people be so mad at each other at one moment, then completely mellowed out and touchy-feely the next? It has to be something…this is it! This is the sign!
I have to tell her how I feel or it will be to late and she'll never know the fact that she's the first thought I have when I wake up in the morning and the last thought before I go to sleep. I have to tell her…or, I could show her Marie thought to herself with a wicked grin on her young features.
Ok I think she's stopped crying…the shaking seemed to stop to, maybe she's calmed down enough for me to let her go…to let her go? Why does the very idea of letting her go make me feel sick to my stomach? Strange… Jean thought to herself as she struggled with the new feelings surfacing at that very moment.
Ok this is it, I'm going to let her know now…it's now or never Marie thought to herself as she took a moment to inhale Jean's scent before attempting to pull away from her teacher's hold. "Marie? What are you doing?" Jean asked in slight alarm as a look of confusion and alarm covered her features. "I have something to tell you" Marie calmly replied while still attempting to escape Jean's hold, "What is it?" Jean asked curiously as she seemed to refuse to let the younger girl escape her hold.
"Please let me go" Marie calmly asked as she waited for Jean to loosen her hold. After a moment Jean did as she was asked, she let Marie part from her and watched as the younger women stood barley a step away from her. "Is something wrong Marie? Was it something I did? Did I make you feel uncomfortable? Cause if I did I want you to know that-" Jean attempted to explain before being silenced by the young women's soft young lips against hers.
The world around them seemed to disappear as the kiss deepened. Hands roamed the other's body as small moans of approval escaped their lips while the seconds seemed to slow down to hours. Tongues battled for dominance as the kiss turned passionate, leaving both women gasping for breath in between kisses.
The heat began to pool between there thighs as the need started to take over them, hands began to roam underneath clothes as the pair struggled to feel more and more of each other. She's kissing me back! Marie thought to herself in excitement as she struggled to keep up with the older and more experienced Jean Grey.
She taste's so good! God, I have to have more! Jean thought to herself as she began to let her hands roam higher up Marie's shirt while attacking the girl's exposed neck with her lips and tongue. "Oh God" Marie said out loud in excitement at the feel of Jean's hands touching her in places she only dreamed of happening. "Oh no!" Jean suddenly exclaimed in alarm as she suddenly launched herself away from the aroused teen.
"Oh God! Oh no!" Jean exclaimed in alarm as she turned her back to Marie and rested her head against the bookshelf in front of her. "What? What's wrong? Oh God! Did I absorb you?" Marie questioned in alarm as she moved to comfort her alarmed teacher. "Oh my God! I can't believe…how could I have let this happen?" Jean asked herself out loud as Marie tried to comfort her teacher in distress.
"What? What do you mean?" Marie asked as she tried to comfort her teacher who seemed to be trying her hardest to avoid touching her young student. "We shouldn't have done that Marie" Jean replied to her now panicking student, "but…who cares what we-" "well for one thing your not even legal! And for another, you're my student…my student whom happens to be a girl!" Jean interrupted as she tried desperately to ignore the look on Marie's face.
"Who cares? All that matter's is that you liked it…and I loved it! Who cares what everyone else thinks-" "it's against the law" Jean interrupted once again with an uncomfortable smile on her lips that quickly dissolved. "Who cares if it's against the law…we're mutants anyway, it's not like people assume that we follow the law anyways-" "and what will the Professor say?" Jean interrupted yet again with the question.
"I don't care what he has to say about us" Marie replied as she moved to stand closer to her taller teacher, "I only care about what you think" Marie finished as she tried to steal a look from Jean's teary eyes. "Look whose crying now" Marie replied jokingly as Jean struggled to control a smirk as she replied, "smart ass".