Chapter Two: The Rude Awakening
Jean woke up the banging on the door. Someone was outside her and Scott's room and was knocking vigorously on the door. "Yes, Who is it?" she said in a cold mumbled voice. There was no response but still the knocking. "Who is it?" she said in a firm voice. Jean mumbled as she felt Scott kind of squirm underneath her. Ah poor thing, I was laying on him for quite some time now, she thought as she slowly stood up. She was standing over Scott staring down at his face. She smiled and knelt down. "Scott? Scott wake up." She said as she shook him lightly. Scott squirmed and grunted lowly. "huh, wha? What is it Jean?" he asked as he reached beside him to try and find his glasses. Jean saw him struggling so she helped. She put her hands atop of his. "Let me help." she said slyly. Using her power's she levitated his glasses that were resting on the floor nearby. She floated them over to his eyes and then carefully placed them securely on his face. He placed his hands on his glasses and made sure they were on perfectly before opening his eyes. He didn't want to take any chances. "So what is it Jean?" he asked groggily, still half asleep. "I don't know someone kept knocking on our door." She said in an uneasy voice. "Heh, it was probably Logan. I think he enjoys disturbing us in the morning. He thinks it pisses me off." Joked Scott as he smiled. Jean let out a half laugh and ran her fingers through her silky red hair. As Scott slowly got up Jean quickly cut in front of him blocking his path to the bathroom, where he usually went when they awoke. "Where's my good morning kiss?" she asked seductively as she drew circles on his chest. " How could I have forgot?" he said sweetly. With that he drew her closer and gave her a passionate kiss. Similar to the one earlier that day. Jean's breathe was taken away, especially since she was only expecting a "hello-good morning-kiss" not a "fiery-lets-make-love-kiss." But she enjoyed every part of it. Once Scott parted he gave her that sweet seductive half smile and brushed past her and headed upstairs. Jean turned around and watched him walk upstairs. She smiled and shook her head. That man sure does know how to work a woman, she thought to herself. She then followed Scott upstairs into their bedroom where she could get dressed.
When she got in the bedroom she saw Scott getting dressed. His bare back was facing her. It was so irresistible. Jean snuck up behind Scott and pushed in close. She wrapped her arms around him and ran her fingers around the soft skin of his stomach. He tensed up at the touch of her warm skin on his cool body. He smiled and slowly turned around. Jean was wearing a pair of purple silk nightgown that was way too short for her long legs. It ended at about an inch below her behind. This was his favourite nightgown to see her in. It followed every curve of her body, which drove Scott wild. "You look stunning." he said as he looked over every inch of her body. Jean looked at the ground and played with her hair. She always seemed to do this when she in the spotlight or nervous. "Yeah right, Mr. Summers." She said disagreeingly, " Just look at my hair and my." Before she could finish Scott moved closer and had his arms wrapped around her. He simply placed one hand on her neck and stared intently into her eyes. He kissed her passionately. He felt Jean relax and fall limply into his arms. She was under Scott's embrace and there was no escaping it. She fell under his control as he searched throughout her mouth. Jean let out a moan, as Scott's other hand found its way down to her underwear. He rubbed up and down her thigh, occasionally slipping his hand underneath the edges. Scott raised her leg so that it was bent and resting on his side. With that, Jean pulled herself in even closer so that her breasts were resting on his chest. She was breathing deeply now as Scott continued to rub her thigh and search throughout her mouth. Moving his free hand to her lower back, Jean started running her fingers though Scott's soft brown hair which was a mess of tangles around her fingers. Jean began to step backwards as Scott followed, still lip-locked. He carefully placed her on the bed, to lay on their silky white sheets. He hair was sprawled out around and laid softly in a mass of waves. Their embrace ended as Scott broke it. He laid there looking down at the love of his life. She was smiling and her eyes were star gazy. He smiled back at her, as she lifted her head to kiss him again. He pulled his head back, in refusal. He knew this drove her wild and she thumped her head back down on the bed. Scott enjoyed to see Jean's lust for more. With that, he slid down the straps of her nightgown so they rested on the sides of her arms. He placed his hand down on her thigh again. Touching her thighs, whether it was the outside or inside, drove Jean absolutely crazy. Everytime that Scott would reach higher, Jean would quiver. But Scott knew that she enjoyed it. So he started to move in higher and higher till she was totally vulnerable, to lost in his embrace to react. She lifted her self up again, this time lifting her whole upper body and wrapped her arms around Scott's neck. She forced her self into his mouth, which was quite surprising to him. Jean couldn't wait any longer for him to continue kissing her, so she acted first. They always enjoyed their long passionate kiss. They always did this to get in the mood for sex. It brought their emotions to a peak so that they could be one for the perfect sexual peek. Just as Scott started to slide down her underwear another pound came on the door. Scott slowly began to rise but Jean wrapped her arms tighter around him so he was forced back into her. Jean wasn't finished yet and Scott knew that. So they continued to embrace each other until the Professer's voice filled the room, talking telepathically to both Scott and Jean. "I need you down here at once. Get in uniform." Jean and Scott sighed. "Great timing Professer X." muttered Scott, as Jean groaned.
Jean woke up the banging on the door. Someone was outside her and Scott's room and was knocking vigorously on the door. "Yes, Who is it?" she said in a cold mumbled voice. There was no response but still the knocking. "Who is it?" she said in a firm voice. Jean mumbled as she felt Scott kind of squirm underneath her. Ah poor thing, I was laying on him for quite some time now, she thought as she slowly stood up. She was standing over Scott staring down at his face. She smiled and knelt down. "Scott? Scott wake up." She said as she shook him lightly. Scott squirmed and grunted lowly. "huh, wha? What is it Jean?" he asked as he reached beside him to try and find his glasses. Jean saw him struggling so she helped. She put her hands atop of his. "Let me help." she said slyly. Using her power's she levitated his glasses that were resting on the floor nearby. She floated them over to his eyes and then carefully placed them securely on his face. He placed his hands on his glasses and made sure they were on perfectly before opening his eyes. He didn't want to take any chances. "So what is it Jean?" he asked groggily, still half asleep. "I don't know someone kept knocking on our door." She said in an uneasy voice. "Heh, it was probably Logan. I think he enjoys disturbing us in the morning. He thinks it pisses me off." Joked Scott as he smiled. Jean let out a half laugh and ran her fingers through her silky red hair. As Scott slowly got up Jean quickly cut in front of him blocking his path to the bathroom, where he usually went when they awoke. "Where's my good morning kiss?" she asked seductively as she drew circles on his chest. " How could I have forgot?" he said sweetly. With that he drew her closer and gave her a passionate kiss. Similar to the one earlier that day. Jean's breathe was taken away, especially since she was only expecting a "hello-good morning-kiss" not a "fiery-lets-make-love-kiss." But she enjoyed every part of it. Once Scott parted he gave her that sweet seductive half smile and brushed past her and headed upstairs. Jean turned around and watched him walk upstairs. She smiled and shook her head. That man sure does know how to work a woman, she thought to herself. She then followed Scott upstairs into their bedroom where she could get dressed.
When she got in the bedroom she saw Scott getting dressed. His bare back was facing her. It was so irresistible. Jean snuck up behind Scott and pushed in close. She wrapped her arms around him and ran her fingers around the soft skin of his stomach. He tensed up at the touch of her warm skin on his cool body. He smiled and slowly turned around. Jean was wearing a pair of purple silk nightgown that was way too short for her long legs. It ended at about an inch below her behind. This was his favourite nightgown to see her in. It followed every curve of her body, which drove Scott wild. "You look stunning." he said as he looked over every inch of her body. Jean looked at the ground and played with her hair. She always seemed to do this when she in the spotlight or nervous. "Yeah right, Mr. Summers." She said disagreeingly, " Just look at my hair and my." Before she could finish Scott moved closer and had his arms wrapped around her. He simply placed one hand on her neck and stared intently into her eyes. He kissed her passionately. He felt Jean relax and fall limply into his arms. She was under Scott's embrace and there was no escaping it. She fell under his control as he searched throughout her mouth. Jean let out a moan, as Scott's other hand found its way down to her underwear. He rubbed up and down her thigh, occasionally slipping his hand underneath the edges. Scott raised her leg so that it was bent and resting on his side. With that, Jean pulled herself in even closer so that her breasts were resting on his chest. She was breathing deeply now as Scott continued to rub her thigh and search throughout her mouth. Moving his free hand to her lower back, Jean started running her fingers though Scott's soft brown hair which was a mess of tangles around her fingers. Jean began to step backwards as Scott followed, still lip-locked. He carefully placed her on the bed, to lay on their silky white sheets. He hair was sprawled out around and laid softly in a mass of waves. Their embrace ended as Scott broke it. He laid there looking down at the love of his life. She was smiling and her eyes were star gazy. He smiled back at her, as she lifted her head to kiss him again. He pulled his head back, in refusal. He knew this drove her wild and she thumped her head back down on the bed. Scott enjoyed to see Jean's lust for more. With that, he slid down the straps of her nightgown so they rested on the sides of her arms. He placed his hand down on her thigh again. Touching her thighs, whether it was the outside or inside, drove Jean absolutely crazy. Everytime that Scott would reach higher, Jean would quiver. But Scott knew that she enjoyed it. So he started to move in higher and higher till she was totally vulnerable, to lost in his embrace to react. She lifted her self up again, this time lifting her whole upper body and wrapped her arms around Scott's neck. She forced her self into his mouth, which was quite surprising to him. Jean couldn't wait any longer for him to continue kissing her, so she acted first. They always enjoyed their long passionate kiss. They always did this to get in the mood for sex. It brought their emotions to a peak so that they could be one for the perfect sexual peek. Just as Scott started to slide down her underwear another pound came on the door. Scott slowly began to rise but Jean wrapped her arms tighter around him so he was forced back into her. Jean wasn't finished yet and Scott knew that. So they continued to embrace each other until the Professer's voice filled the room, talking telepathically to both Scott and Jean. "I need you down here at once. Get in uniform." Jean and Scott sighed. "Great timing Professer X." muttered Scott, as Jean groaned.
