Author's Notes: Set during Volume 14. Scott and Jean are out on a date that starts to go badly...
"For the leader of the X-Men, you are a total coward around me! I have to ask you to make every move you've ever made on me. I'm sick of it. It's just stupid, Scott. I'm psychic, I know you like me. I know you want me. I don't know why you can't just take that extra step. Is it nerves? Is it fear or rejection? Because if that's the case let me tell you this... I've read your mind. I know every single thing you want to do to me. Everything. There are exactly two things I wouldn't do. Two. The rest is fair game."
Jean's face softened, her red hair still blowing in the breeze. She lifted her hand to Scott's chest caringly. "So in the future, please be just a little spontaneous." Scott didn't react. "Please," she repeated.
Suddenly, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards him and kissed her on the lips with all his might. Her arm curled around the back of his head returning the kiss with joy. "Well?" Scott asked with a triumphant smile as they broke apart. "It's a start," she smiled back.
He grabbed her wrist and started to run, dragging her after him: "C'mon! We're leaving." "What where are we going?" "Back to the mansion. You want spontaneous - you want me to take charge? You got it." "What about dinner?" Jean laughed. "Forget it - we'll pick something up on the way," he called back.
Back at the mansion Scott backed into the door to his room, the love of his life pressed against him in a tight green half-top and a cheekily short blue skirt. "Do you think anyone heard us come in?" she asked him. "Who cares?" he responded, his face fallen slightly: "Jean, this is hard for me. You don't want me to be repressed. You want me to take charge, to not be so timid around you. I'm trying... but you're not making this easy." he explained. She smiled. "Sorry. Understood. I'm putty in your hands, Mister Summers." "Shut up and kiss me." Their lips reconnected and Jean's mind sent out: "I hope this new you sticks around Scott. I could get used to this."
He pushed her gently into his room and she pulled away his shirt, just as she knew he wanted her to. Her legs lifted off the ground and wrapped around his waist. One hand remained on the small of her back while the other placed itself on her thigh, both were rubbing gently as he lowered her onto his bed.
The hand on her thigh travelled up and under her skirt. Jean moaned as he eased off her panties and his hand rubbed at her vagina. She felt him start to finger her slowly but deep. He kept that up until he could tell she was satisfyingly wet.
Scott trailed a finger over her body from head to toe, feeling the lines and curves lf her neck, chest, pelvis and legs. Then he positioned himself above her and unzipped his trousers. Jean was breathing heavily, more than ready for this. His hands pushed up beneath her top and gripped her breasts. He thrust down into her.
His hard cock pushed into her vagina and Jean moaned out. He squeezed her boobs roughly. The redhead telepath couldn't believe the evolution Scott had been through since the beginning of the night. He pounded into her and groped her tits forcefully. He was fucking her without restraint and Jean was glad.
Her arms and legs were wrapped around him, egging him on as he screwed her hard. The bed shook beneath them at the force of his thrusting. He dropped her breasts and gripped her ass instead, pushing it up towards him. He grinded their hips together hard enough to make her moan out again. His face was pressed cheek-to-cheek against hers and he was engulfed in the smell of her gorgeous red hair.
The mutant mistress was wailing with pleasure as he came to a stop and finished within her. Jean lay there, panting, beautiful as ever. He rolled off her and they both curled up in balls opposite each other, their faces level. "Well? What do you think of the new me, Jean? Assertive, demanding, decisive... is it everything you'd hoped for and more?" he asked with a knowing grin. The noises she'd been making during their love-making implied a yes. "You're getting there, Scott. Let's see if it lasts past tonight and I'll give you a full evaluation in a month or so."
Jean uncurled and lay on her back, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. Scott took a moment longer then uncurled himself. "So, two things?" he asked with a smile. She nodded: "Everything else is fair game." His hand trailed along her legs and under her skirt again. Her face contorted to prevent a moan as he rubbed her. "Everything?" he asked for clarification. She grinned. "Everything."
