Author's Notes: I couldn't decide how best to do this one-shot so I did it four times, oops. It's up to you guys to work out which version you like best! I did get a request a while back for Young Scott and Pixie, and I guess this is sort of it but I'm afraid I didn't really follow your plan very much reviewer, so if you're happy with it then let me know, otherwise shoot me a message or something and I'll add it back onto my to-do list to have another go at at a later date. The versions are all quite similar, following the same set up, but go in slightly different ways to use the songs I chose better. If you want to get them ready, then find Counting Stars by One Republic, How Bad Can I Be by Ed Helms, and Come and Get Your Love by Redbone
Version 1 - Counting Stars
Scott was tired of Jean Grey. Ever since they'd been brought to the future, she'd looked at him like he was nothing. The kind gentle girl he loved had been replaced by a control freak who couldn't stand the sight of him. He gritted his teeth in frustration. There was another girl though. Since he'd arrived, Megan Gwynn, known as Pixie, had been nothing but lovely to him. A little shy, and a little geeky, but kind. They'd become friends.
Some of the other students at the school had told him that Megan had had a crush on the older version of him, and that she fancied the pants off him now that he was the same age as her but until now he'd decided to ignore that and just treasure their friendship. Now though, he was so worked up about Jean, he just had to work it out on someone, and he couldn't think of a more willing volunteer.
He knocked on her door but there was no response. The door was not locked though, so he decided to look inside. Scott stepped inside to find Pixie was in there with her back turned. She wass in her pyjamas: a yellow vest with yellow knickers, and was bent over her bedside cabinet, searching through the drawers for something. She had headphones on and her pink I-pod was being held onto the hem of her knickers by a clip. Her wings were poking out through holes in the back of the vest but were not spread out.
Scott went over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped and span around but smiled when she saw it was him. "Oh, it's you," she grinned. She pressed her hand to his cheek, protectively. "Are you alright?" she asked, seeing the look on his face, even though his eyes were hidden beneath his red glasses. He answered by kissing her. Her eyes widened for a moment then fluttered shut and she kissed him back, her hips swaying from side to side in time to the music she was listening to. She gently nudged him towards the bed.
Scott took a risk and lightly spanked the pink haired girl. She made an O face then winked, shaking her rear in time to her music, and rubbing herself against him. "You like this?" she grinned as she grinded against his crotch. "Yes," he breathed out at last. She smiled proudly.
She pulled him onto her bed with her and the two of them kissed passionately. Her scantily-clad body rubbed against his as the two of them made out vigorously on her bed. The kiss broke and her head started to bob up and down, presumably due to the music she was still listening to. Her legs clamped around his waist and pulled him to her as she started to strip him, tearing away his shirt. "Want to listen?" she asked gesturing to her ipod. He nodded. She took one of the headphones and gently put it into his ear, and he was greeted by Counting Stars by One Republic as the soundtrack for their love-making.
In time to the music she pulled off his clothes off. Her eyes were closed and her head swaying to the lyrics. His clothes one by one join his shirt on her floor. They both grinned as she yanked down his boxers and his cock stood upright. Take that money, watch it burn, sing in the river, the lessons are learnt. As the words repeat through both of their ears he went to strip her down too, her waving hips still putting on a show. She winks.
Scott eased off her vest and tossed it aside. She giggled as he let his hands slide over her breasts towards her knickers. He was careful to unclip her ipod and set it down on the bed so as not to disturb the music. Then, in one swift movement, he whipped off her knickers. I feel something so right, doing the wrong thing. Megan gasped out as his lips press onto her vagina, and his tongue darted inside. I feel something so wrong, doing the right thing. He made her moan out again, and Scott could taste how wet she was. Then you withdrew. Both nude, they grinned at each other
Scott pinned down her arms and gently rolled your hips against hers. Pixie bit her lip to stifle a moan as he rocked into her vagina. The love-making was passionate and gentle as he lightly thrust back and forth into her pussy. His movements were jerky, but rhythmic. The slow fucking was making her hot and worked up. Everything that kills me, makes me feel alive. As the chorus comes on he got faster. Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep. The sex was no less passionate but now the two of them were shaking the bed as he screwed her desperately fast, approaching climaxes. Dreaming about the things that we could be.
Suddenly he spun her onto her front and she smiled as his hands drag down her back. Pixie closed her eyes and moaned out as he eased into her ass. The chorus of Counting Stars was sounding again in his ears as Scott thrust jerkily back and forth in her tight ass. With each movement he evoked a delicious noise from her. Some were clear moans, others were undecipherable squeals. Baby, I've been, I've been praying hard… Scott got faster and harder, roughly but passionately screwing her tight little ass. His hands were soothing her shoulders as he fucked her, rubbing them gently for comfort. Said no more counting dollars... They both cried out as he finally finished in her. "Oooh..." she moaned out and the two of them kiss. We'll be counting stars.
She watched, pleased with herself, as Scott re-clothed and prepared to leave. There was a wry smile on her lips and she winked at him when he looked over at her. "I'll be counting stars tonight when I think about you" she whispered, as he finished getting dressed. "Unless you're planning on popping round again later tonight anyway..?" Said no more counting dollars, we'll be, We'll be counting stars... Scott smirked and gave her a sharp spank as an answer. She squeaked as he got on the bed beside her and pulled her close to him: "Who says I'm going anywhere…" And Cyclops and Pixie kissed.
Version 2 - How Bad Can I Be 1
Scott was tired of Jean Grey. Ever since they'd been brought to the future, she'd looked at him like he was nothing. The kind gentle girl he loved had been replaced by a control freak who couldn't stand the sight of him. He gritted his teeth in frustration. There was another girl though. Since he'd arrived, Megan Gwynn, known as Pixie, had been nothing but lovely to him. A little shy, and a little geeky, but kind. They'd become friends.
Some of the other students at the school had told him that Megan had had a crush on the older version of him, and that she fancied the pants off him now that he was the same age as her but until now he'd decided to ignore that and just treasure their friendship. Now though, he was so worked up about Jean, he just had to work it out on someone, and he couldn't think of a more willing volunteer.
He knocked on her door but there was no response. The door was not locked though, so he decided to look inside. Scott stepped inside to find Pixie was in there with her back turned. She wass in her pyjamas: a yellow vest with yellow knickers, and was bent over her bedside cabinet, searching through the drawers for something. She had headphones on and her pink I-pod was being held onto the hem of her knickers by a clip. Her wings were poking out through holes in the back of the vest but were not spread out.
Scott came up behind her quietly and she gasped as he suddenly wrap your arms around her waist. He wasn't in the mood to waste time. He took a risk. He reached up and grasped her breasts. Pixie found herself breathing hard as her crush started pumped her boobs up and down. His crotch pressed against her ass. She bit her lip as he ran his hands up and down her sweet smooth body.
"Hey," he breathed into her ear, trying to judge her reaction. "Hey," she replied, breathing heavily. "Like what you feel?" She is grinning now.
In a flash she was on her bed and Scott was being pulled on too, onto her. Her sexy young body rubbed against his as the two of them made out vigorously on her bed. The kiss broke and her head started to bob up and down, presumably due to the music she is still listening to. Her legs clamped around his waist and pulled him to her. "Listen" she said taking her headphones out and putting her i-pod on the side on speakers so he could hear How Bad Can I Be by Ed Helms as the soundtrack for their love-making.
She moaned out as Scott's make-out session with Megan got rougher, clawing at each other's clothes. They were rolling around on the bed and the sheets were getting pulled up in the scuffle. Her clothes are gone quickly, dropped to the ground. Then her vest is torn off of her and tossed aside. Then both of them ended up on the ground. The animal that wins gotta scratch and bite and claw and bite and punch. He yanked down her knickers finally and pinned her down to the ground, looking down at her through those ruby tinted lenses, with a wry half-smirk. She was breathing heavily as he positioned himself on top of her. And the animal that doesn't, well the animal that doesn't, winds up someone else's lunch. He ravished her lips and jawbone with his tongue as he prepared to screw her hard.
He had her pinned down on her back against the hard floor. Scott's cock slammed down into her tight pussy and she cried out as he screwed her ferociously. "Oh God!" she cried out, "Harder!" Everybody out there take care of yours! And me? He obliged, pounding her harder, fucking Pixie with all the force he had, making her shriek out. "Oh God, Yes!" She was screaming. I'll take care of: Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine. He slammed back and forth into her tight vagina until he erupted inside her, shooting into her with the force of a bullet. She cried out and gripped him tightly, then slumped back panting. Scott took a second to catch your breath then grinned.
Suddenly he pinned her down on her front beneath him and pounded his penis into her ass. Megan shrieked out for more. Shake that bottom line. His grip on her wrists get tighter and tighter as his thrusts got harder and harder. He decided to let go though, and she reached back, giving his hips a push to make him go harder. Smogulous Smoke. Scott gripped her red little ass and spanked it a few times as he fucked her with all the force he could muster. Schlopitty Schlop. Megan screamed out desperately as he gripped her pink hair and gave her head a gentle yank. Complain all you want it's never ever ever ever gonna stop. He pounded back and forth in her tight ass for as long as he could, encouraged by the noises he kept evoking from her, begging for more. She whimpered as he finally cums in her. He took a few deep breathes, tired out from the fucking, and watched as she pushed herself back onto her back and breathed out just as heavily.
How bad can he be? This is all so gratifying! She watched as he re-clothed and prepare to leave. There was a smirk on her lips and she winked as he looked over at her. "Now I know how bad you can be..." she whispered. How Bad! "Unless you can be even more hot next time..?" she grinned as Scott finished getting dressed. How bad can this possibly be? He gave her a sharp spank to answer her question and Pixie could have sworn that beneath his ruby quartz glasses as he left, she saw him wink.
Version 3 - How Bad Can I Be 2
Scott was tired of Jean Grey. Ever since they'd been brought to the future, she'd looked at him like he was nothing. The kind gentle girl he loved had been replaced by a control freak who couldn't stand the sight of him. He gritted his teeth in frustration. There was another girl though. Since he'd arrived, Megan Gwynn, known as Pixie, had been nothing but lovely to him. A little shy, and a little geeky, but kind. They'd become friends.
Some of the other students at the school had told him that Megan had had a crush on the older version of him, and that she fancied the pants off him now that he was the same age as her but until now he'd decided to ignore that and just treasure their friendship. Now though, he was so worked up about Jean, he just had to work it out on someone, and he couldn't think of a more willing volunteer.
He knocked on her door but there was no response. The door was not locked though, so he decided to look inside. Scott stepped inside to find Pixie was in there with her back turned. She wass in her pyjamas: a yellow vest with yellow knickers, and was bent over her bedside cabinet, searching through the drawers for something. She had headphones on and her pink I-pod was being held onto the hem of her knickers by a clip. Her wings were poking out through holes in the back of the vest but were not spread out.
Scott came up behind her quietly and she gasped as he suddenly wrap your arms around her waist. He wasn't in the mood to waste time. He took a risk. He reached up and grasped her breasts. Pixie found herself breathing hard as her crush started pumped her boobs up and down. His crotch pressed against her ass. She bit her lip as he ran his hands up and down her sweet smooth body.
"Hey," he breathed into her ear, trying to judge her reaction. "Hey," she replied, breathing heavily. "Like what you feel?" She is grinning now.
In a flash she was on her bed and Scott was being pulled on too, onto her. Her sexy young body rubbed against his as the two of them made out vigorously on her bed. The kiss broke and her head started to bob up and down, presumably due to the music she is still listening to. Her legs clamped around his waist and pulled him to her. "Listen" she said taking her headphones out and putting her i-pod on the side on speakers so he could hear How Bad Can I Be by Ed Helms as the soundtrack for their love-making.
Megan watched as Scott stripped himself on top of her. She was grinning for ear to ear as his body was revealed. Then her vest was torn off of her and tossed aside. She didn't resist as he lifted her up onto all fours and ran his hands over her smooth sexy skin. The animal that wins gotta scratch and bite and claw and bite and punch. He yanked down her knickers finally and spanked her. She was breathing heavily as he positioned himself behind her, a conquering smirk stretching across his lips. And the animal that doesn't, well the animal that doesn't, winds up someone else's lunch. He grabbed her ass, groping and slapping it as he prepared to screw her hard.
His cock slammed into her tight pussy and she cried out as he screwed her ferociously. "Oh God!" she cried out, "Harder!" Everybody out there: take care of yours! And me? He pounded her harder, fucking Pixie with all the force he could muster, making her shriek out. "Oh God, Yes!" She was screaming, and he responded by giving her short sharp spanking. I'll take care of: Mine mine mine mine mine. He slammed back and forth into her tight vagina until he erupted inside her, shooting into her with the force of a bullet. She cried out and gripped the sheets of the bed tightly, then slumped down panting. He took a second to catch his breath, his eyes washing over the pink hair-ed beauty prostrate before him, then he grinned.
Scott still had her up on all fours and Pixie squeaked as she felt his erection returning, and poking against her rear entrance now. She braced herself as he started to pound into her ass. She was quickly shrieking out for more. Shake that bottom line. His grip on her hips got tighter and tighter as his thrusts got harder and harder. She gasped for breath as he dragged his tongue down her smooth perfect back. Smogulous Smoke. Scott gripped her now shining red ass and spanked it a few times as he fucked her with all he had. Schlopitty Schlop. Megan screamed out desperately as he gripped her pink hair and gave her head a gentle yank. Complain all you want it's never ever ever ever gonna stop. He pounded back and forth in her tight ass for as long as she could take it, encouraged by the noises he kept evoking from her, begging for more. She whimpered as he finally ejaculated in her and they both slumped forwards into a sprawled mess on the bed. He took a few deep breathes, tired out from the fucking, and watched as she rolled herself onto her back and breathed out just as heavily.
How bad can he be? This is all so gratifying! She watched as he re-clothed and prepare to leave. There was a smirk on her lips and she winked as he looked over at her. "Now I know how bad you can be..." she whispered. How Bad! "Unless you can be even more hot next time..?" she grinned as Scott finished getting dressed. How bad can this possibly be? He gave her a sharp spank to answer her question and Pixie could have sworn that beneath his ruby quartz glasses as he left, she saw him wink.
Version 4 - Come and Get Your Love
Scott was tired of Jean Grey. Ever since they'd been brought to the future, she'd looked at him like he was nothing. The kind gentle girl he loved had been replaced by a control freak who couldn't stand the sight of him. He gritted his teeth in frustration. There was another girl though. Since he'd arrived, Megan Gwynn, known as Pixie, had been nothing but lovely to him. A little shy, and a little geeky, but kind. They'd become friends.
Some of the other students at the school had told him that Megan had had a crush on the older version of him, and that she fancied the pants off him now that he was the same age as her but until now he'd decided to ignore that and just treasure their friendship. Now though, he was so worked up about Jean, he just had to work it out on someone, and he couldn't think of a more willing volunteer.
He knocked on her door but there was no response. The door was not locked though, so he decided to look inside. Scott stepped inside to find Pixie was in there with her back turned. She wass in her pyjamas: a yellow vest with yellow knickers, and was bent over her bedside cabinet, searching through the drawers for something. She had headphones on and her pink I-pod was being held onto the hem of her knickers by a clip. Her wings were poking out through holes in the back of the vest but were not spread out.
Scott just stood there, his eyes hidden behind his ruby quartz glasses but fixed on her tight round ass as she searched through the drawers. She gave up looking for whatever it was she was looking for and straightened up. She didn't turn around yet though. Instead she started to dance. Her hips swaying and her head banging. Scott grinned at the show she was putting on. She slowly turned around as part of her dance, her eyes closed. They flittered open and she saw Scott stood there watching. Megan blushed. panicking. She decided to just go for it, Scott would take it as a joke. Or maybe he wouldn't. Maybe he'd… She stopped that thought there. Continuing the show, she draped herself over her bed, her left leg making an arch while her right leg dangles over the edge seductively. Her hands run over her body alluringly then she gestures with one finger for him to come over, with a playful wink.
Scott jumped onto the bed and Pixie's heart skipped a beat. Then she found herself laughing as he climbed on top of her. Her scantily-clad body rubbed against his as the two of them started to make out vigorously on her bed. The kiss broke and Megan's head started to bob up and down, in time to the music she was still listening to, feeling her confidence come back to her. Her legs clamped around his waist and pulled him to her. "Listen?" she asked gesturing to her ipod. He smiled and nodded. She took one of the headphones and pressed it into his ear, and Scott heard Come and Get Your Love by Redbone playing as the soundtrack for their love-making.
Scott ran his hands over his Pixie and she moaned out. Megan didn't resist as he pulled off her vest and rubbed her modest breasts. She moaned out again when he squeezed her tits tightly. He was careful not to displace her I-pod from the bed as he tugged down her knickers. She moaned out far more desperately than before when he traced his finger over her pussy. Scott gently ran his finger along the outside a few times then he reached round and tightly squeezed her ass. "mhmm..." she moans out.
Scott got her on her front and pinned her arms up over her head. Come and get your love... He pushed his cock into her ass making her call out his name. A few thrusts back and forth and he soon got into the right rhythm. Come and get your love, Come and get your love, Come and get your love now. Love now. He slammed back and forth roughly into her tight ass, and her Welsh accent became more noticeable in her cries and moans the harder he fucked her. His hands were busy pinning hers down but his lips were busy planting kisses up her spine and then licking at the back of her neck, while sucking on strands of her pink hair. Come and get your love, Come and get your love, Come and get your love now. Love now. He came in close to her, kissing the back of her neck, for the last few thrusts and her moan now was the loudest yet as he shot into her rear. Both of them were panting hard as he released her.
Suddenly she was on top of him, her legs clamped on either side of his waist tightly. She grinned down at him, still horny and eager for more. He smirked back proudly. His hands were now running up her smooth thighs, massaging them gently. The pop music surfed through both of their ears as she started to ride him, rocking her hips back and forth on his hard cock. He gripped her silky skin tighter as she gots faster, speeding up in time to the tune and slamming back and forth on him. He adjusted his grip to feel her ass, rubbing and squeezing it as she fucked him. Her pussy rocked into his once again rock-hard penis over and over. 'Cos you're fine, and you're mine and you look so divine. She was starting to slow as she reached her orgasm and he took over the work, thrusting up into her vagina until he too was cumming. It's your business, if you want some take some. Get it together baby. She slumped forwards on top of him as they both orgasm. His arms wrapped around her as the song kept playing in their ears, his hands rubbing her back softly in time with the music. Megan smiled.
She watched as Scott re-clothed and prepare to leave. There was a wry smile on her lips and she winked at him as he looked over at her. "You can come and get your love from me whenever you want..." she whispered, as he finished getting dressed. You gave her a cheeky sharp spank and she squeaked. Then he kissed her, and her heart melted. "Thank you, Megan," he said with a small smile and that was the moment Pixie realised she was in love.
