Hope wished she had a roommate. Not just because she'd heard mutterings of what was going down in Kitty and Rogue's room, but because she was lonely. Hope was kept isolated because she was supposedly the mutant messiah, and now that she was a phoenix, there didn't seem much chance of her getting one anytime soon. It was for this reason she was so glad when there was a knock at her door. Sure, it was probably Scott with some unscheduled training or something like that, but at least it was someone. "Hi!" Pixie grinned as Hope opened the door.
Pixie was cute. Not just in the 'boy would hit that' kind of way but also in the 'aww a puppy' kind of way. Her sweet little welsh accent and bright pink hair as well as her cheeky nature made her fun and kind of adorable. Pixie was part of Hope's team, a strike force of younger X-Men tasked with finding and recruiting new mutants. Pixie was both the second in command and teleporter of the team. The two girls got on quite well but they weren't close so Hope was surprised to see her.
"We have a mission?" Hope asked. Pixie shook her head, "Just dropped in to say hi," she explained. "You must have wanted more than that!" Hope declared with a laugh. "Like what?" Pixie asked, leaning towards Hope. Hope shrugged, "I am pretty awesome so it could be anything." Pixie smirked: "You are pretty lush," she agreed, lightly slapping Hope's butt. Hope went red in the face, "Megan..." she protested. There was silence for a moment as the two looked into each other's eyes then suddenly they started to kiss, Hope kicking the door shut.
Hope cupped Pixie's cheek as they made out and Megan's small hands stroked Hope's crimson hair. They backed up towards the bed and unbuttoned Hope's shirt revealing the white vest beneath. Pixie tossed it aside and peeled off her own top to reveal her own black vest. Pixie shoved Hope onto her back on the bed then pulled her by her ankles back towards her, yanking off her jeans in three pulls. Pixie giggled as she brushed her hand up Hope's thigh.
Pixie then climbed on top, her hands gripping Hope's shoulders to steady herself. Megan roughly pulled Hope's torso back up to her own, their chest clutched together. She pushed the straps of her vest off her shoulders then pulled off the white top. Pixie pushed Hope back onto her back and pressed herself down on top of her. Hope's legs spread, feeling Pixie's knees rub against her knickers.
The two girls kissed and snogged on the bed for a few moments, treasuring the taste before Hope pushed Megan back up and tugged at her vest, pulling the back clothing up and over her head then diving into her revealed boobs. Megan moaned out loudly as Hope's tongue massaged her nipples. Their hands roamed each other's backs longingly, Hope's lips still working Megan's breasts.
Pixie pushed Hope back into the mattress and Hope released her boobies. It was Hope's turn to moan as Megan kissed down her neck and over her chest, working the skin with her lips all the way to her tight underwear. She pressed one short kiss onto the thin knickers before easing them off. Hope closed her eyes then pushed Megan off, rolling her onto her back and getting on top.
They made out in silence for a little longer before Hope ran her hand up Megan's stomach and groped her breasts gently. Megan gasped, her lips then clamping onto Hope's neck, nibbling lightly. Hope smirked, pulling her breasts a little tighter. She then released them and dangled her hand over Megan's face. Megan smiled and caught one of the redhead's fingers with her mouth, sucking on it lightly. Hope's other hand caressed Pixie's pink hair.
Pixie kissed the end of Hope's finger as she let it go and wrapped her arms around Hope's neck. Hope took the signal and started to grind her bare hips into Megan's wet shorts. For while they were simply moaning and groaning as their waists battled each other's then Megan managed to roll Hope over and take over the grinding causing both girls to start laughing.
Megan thrust her hips down against Hope's vagina harder and provoked a high-pitched squeak from Hope. Pixie bit down on her bottom lip in excitement. Sweat trailed down Megan's back over her small pixie wings. Hope squealed even higher as Pixie rocked into her pussy even harder. She hooked her fingers into Pixie's soaked shorts and pulled them down just as Pixie rammed herself down into Hope.
Hope called out, orgasming and Pixie rubbed herself on Hope's naked body again before joining her in ecstacy. They snuggled up into each other, spooning on the mattress as Hope pulled the covers up over them. They lay there panting, held tightly in eachother's arms. Then Megan's hands started to wander, and her mouth kissed down Hope's spine. "Megan..." Hope moaned out, closing her eyes as her breathing became uncontrolled again, "We only just finished the first round..." Pixie's hands reached Hope's vagina and fingered it deep and slow. "Are you saying you can't do another go?" She taunted. "Screw it..." Hope groaned, closing her eyes and turning to face Megan, cupping her face and kissing her. "I was going to..." Megan grinned, grinding into her again.