K, I thought about it and I decided it's time to go to Mystique and Toad's
POV's of the night they got to Xavier's. *wicked grin* hope you enjoy.
You don't have to read this to understand the story, you can just skip this chapter and guess what happens or doesn't happen. I'm letting you know so no one gets mad at me for pairing up these four. Don't flame me either because you read it and didn't like the pairing. Just remember- I did warn you.
Oh and I'm more of a Victor/Ororo not a Mortimer/Ororo just to let ya know. But I am for almost anyone paired with Toad.
Toad's POV
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Man, I thought I was dreaming when the boss said we were going to Xavier's for no real reason and if we weren't caught we could do whatever we wanted. Well it wasn't and since we got here at night I'm gonna go up to Storm's room and watch her. That's where I am now, sitting in on ceiling and watching her. Can't believe I am either, 'cause if Creed was here I'd be as good as a flattened frog on a busy street.
Her room's so green. The plants all over the place, the forest green walls, and the flowers were the few things that made color out of the room. It smelled so exotic, I can't describe it. Her bed was of white sheets curled around her dark figure, the top sheet wrapped around her hips, baring her top half through the thin night shirt to me. I should've worn baggier pants without boxers. Well baggier pants anyway, I never wear underwear, gets in my way. Because these pants are killing me with the hardness I'm sporting.
This is torture. I'm right above her, she's in my physical reach but I can't touch her. If I wake her she'll call for help or set another bolt of lighting through me. And I'm still trying to get over the twitching of my eye that comes when ever someone mentions lightning. I can't even get close to her she'll sense me before I have a chance to get away. Bloody hell, I wish I could.
But it's not that way. She's a beautiful dark skinned goddess and I'm a hideous green toad. No fairy tale here, if she somehow lost her mind and kissed me I wouldn't turn into a prince or a handsome guy. I'd still be me, hideous Mortimer the mutant Toad. She'd take one look at me and be disgusted with my green skin and black eyes. I don't blame her for it. I'd do the same thing in her shoes.
It still hurts no matter what, being in love with a woman who's on the other side, fighting against you for her cause, hating you for it, hating you for your green skin and ugly appearance, it just fucking hurts! There's no cure for it. Doesn't matter how long you look for another woman, they all look the same and you end up wanting the same woman who hates your guts. I want this pain to end so badly, but it won't and never will. I'll always want Ororo Munroe no matter what. I'll still want her even if Creed smashes my brains to bits and puts me in a body cast.
She was stirring. I could see her eyes flutter and her body tense. I couldn't move; I have no clue why I can't but I just can't. Her model style body turns and her face points to me. Then her beautiful eyes open. Last thing I thought before she realized who I am was...
I'm in deep shit!
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
She stares at me for an eternity, trying to figure out if this is a horrible dream or if this is cruel reality. I can see it in her eyes, the uncertainty and sleepiness that seems to cloud her judgment. I'm frozen in my spot pinned by her beautiful gaze. Creed could've come up behind me and killed me loudly and I wouldn't have been able to have moved to save myself.
"What are you doing here?" she says, trying to sound like she has control of the situation. I've noticed that she always has to have control over the situation. Well just to piss her off I'm gonna take control over this one. Just to have a little fun.
I pushed myself off the ceiling, landing on all four with mere inches from her. She seems to scare easy, something Creed seems interested in. I'm gonna piss him off too with my stunt so it's two for one.
"Don't you know why I'm here," I purr in her ear. She's shivering with my warm breath crawling down her neck. Her breathing is out of control and so is her heartbeat. It coupled with her exotic smell and her body merely inches from mine I'm simply drowning in her. If I get caught having my fun, it'll be worth it. I can't see her face anymore, I'm next to her neck. She jumps as I nip at her neck, licking at it a few seconds later.
"Mortimer, why..." I stop her mid sentence with my finger. I don't want to know what she's going to ask me. All I want is her is to at least pretend she wants this. It'll ease this pain my heart if she can at least pretend. I can't see my eyes but I know they're pleading with her, that's why she's staring at me funny. Then she something I would never have expected her to do.
Ororo open mouth kissed me.
I swear I died then and there. The real Ororo wouldn't kiss me. Yea I'm sure I'm dead. Her warm hands are around the back of my neck, her tongue's everywhere in my mouth. I swear if I'm not dead, I'm gonna die here and now. One of my hands voluntarily slipped down to her hips.
She broke off then, needing air. Me being an amphibian I can hold my breath for a long time. I'm kissing her neck as I hear the words she only speaks to me in my dreams. "Stay with me. Don't leave me. Take me" I'm going to die now if anyone objects, go piss off. I look at her to make sure she's telling me the truth. Yep, she's being truthful. You can't lie with your eyes, it's virtually impossible.
She's gonna be sore tomorrow. And sleep deprived.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mystique's POV
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
I know I'm not the most human looking of all mutants, what with blue skin and golden cat eyes I defiantly stand out in a crowd. Though I can be anyone and everyone it isn't the greatest mutation. In fact it's rather lonely since no one wants the real you with your blue textured skin. That's why Mortimer and I have an understanding.
I've never been intimidated by a guy and certainly not turned on by one. But Wolverine proved the exception. I think it was his lack of fear to fight me and the power he had in his taunt muscles and other things I won't mention. He intimidated me a little, it was a rush I enjoyed and would willing do again.
I guess you could say I have an infatuation with Logan that I dream about the fight scene every night that I fantasize about him at every waking moment. Well you get two out of three. I'm not infatuated, I think I'm in love. That makes me mad that I can fell be such a thing, such a weakness. But I can because I am human even if I don't look it. Though I am an animal by instinct. That's why I want an animal like me, not afraid to get rough with me. That's what Logan is and more.
I stand in the shadows, barely able to keep myself in check. He sleeps in the nude, barely covered by the sheets. I won't have to stay in the shadows too long, he'll smell me no matter where I hide. Eventually he'll get up to walk the campus or go to the bathroom. I just hope he doesn't sense me until a little after he gets out of bed.
I don't know why I care for Logan and not Victor. I guess it's because I work with Victor and I've known him for so long I've pointed out all his flaws (well they're flaws to me). I don't know I don't care. I'm rather happy with my 'infatuation' with Logan.
Logan's sniffing the air, he knows I'm here. I can see his taunt muscles tense and coil, ready to strike. Did the temperature go up in this room or something? I swear it did. Well, it's time to act before he decides to call for Xavier. I jump into the air, landing on the edge of his bed. He doesn't startle, doesn't flash fear through his eyes, just sits up slightly and glower at me.
"What are you doing here Mystique," he spits my name out like trash. That stings for a second. I'll make him change his mind. I jump again and surprise him by straddling him. I'm not good, I'm not clean, I'm an animal and very proud of it too. He lost his cool composure in his eyes, though his face was a mask of rage.
I leaned forward on my hands, not taking the pressure off of his waist from my body. "What do you think I want?" my voice was husky and thick with desire. You couldn't mistake what I wanted unless you were extremely ignorant. "No one's ever left a scar like you. Thought I'd repay the favor." His mouth is mine. He sits there stunned before matching my hungry kiss. A low sexy growl rumbled through his throat before he flipped our positions.
It went on until just after dawn, the fighting for control. We are both exhausted but I had to get the other two before I go to sleep. Prying myself off of Logan was harder than I expected but I achieved it. Then I went to go get the kid before I would go get Toad.
Slipping through the door, I wished I didn't have to be the one to take the kid from the girl for another day. Marie was curled around him like a kitten, cuddling him in her sleep. The kid was holding her possessively, almost like he'd kill anyone in his sleep if they touched her. Probably would too, the kid is vicious.
I couldn't take the kid out of his little piece of heaven just yet. I may be an animal but I care for the kid and wouldn't do that to him. Silently I leave the room, hoping the kid doesn't get crushed when she rejects his offer. Why would she take it? Magneto and I pretty much attempted to kill her at the Statue of Liberty. She wasn't exactly happy with me when we had to work together a couple months ago, does he really think she'll come with us after what we've done?
Storm's room is a little harder to find than the rest. Turns out she's at the very top of the place, almost considered the attic. Toad's clothes were strung around the room, and what appeared to be the shredded remains of Ororo's nightgown were next to his pants in the far corner. He had a good time obviously. All it took was a tap on the shoulder and handing him his things to wake his ridden ass up. It took him longer to get up because Ororo wouldn't let go of him in her sleep. He had to wake her up to get her to let him go. It was rather amusing to listen to from on the other side of the door.
We got the kid, which proved to be a lot harder since he was about to set us on fire for taking him and left. I think we were all waiting for tomorrow night. Who wouldn't in our spot? Someone really stupid I would imagine.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
This chapter should've gone before the prior one but I'm not gonna move it because I don't wanna confuse anyone with the chapter mixup. But I'll probably lose a few people with this chapter so it's ok I guess.
You don't have to read this to understand the story, you can just skip this chapter and guess what happens or doesn't happen. I'm letting you know so no one gets mad at me for pairing up these four. Don't flame me either because you read it and didn't like the pairing. Just remember- I did warn you.
Oh and I'm more of a Victor/Ororo not a Mortimer/Ororo just to let ya know. But I am for almost anyone paired with Toad.
Toad's POV
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Man, I thought I was dreaming when the boss said we were going to Xavier's for no real reason and if we weren't caught we could do whatever we wanted. Well it wasn't and since we got here at night I'm gonna go up to Storm's room and watch her. That's where I am now, sitting in on ceiling and watching her. Can't believe I am either, 'cause if Creed was here I'd be as good as a flattened frog on a busy street.
Her room's so green. The plants all over the place, the forest green walls, and the flowers were the few things that made color out of the room. It smelled so exotic, I can't describe it. Her bed was of white sheets curled around her dark figure, the top sheet wrapped around her hips, baring her top half through the thin night shirt to me. I should've worn baggier pants without boxers. Well baggier pants anyway, I never wear underwear, gets in my way. Because these pants are killing me with the hardness I'm sporting.
This is torture. I'm right above her, she's in my physical reach but I can't touch her. If I wake her she'll call for help or set another bolt of lighting through me. And I'm still trying to get over the twitching of my eye that comes when ever someone mentions lightning. I can't even get close to her she'll sense me before I have a chance to get away. Bloody hell, I wish I could.
But it's not that way. She's a beautiful dark skinned goddess and I'm a hideous green toad. No fairy tale here, if she somehow lost her mind and kissed me I wouldn't turn into a prince or a handsome guy. I'd still be me, hideous Mortimer the mutant Toad. She'd take one look at me and be disgusted with my green skin and black eyes. I don't blame her for it. I'd do the same thing in her shoes.
It still hurts no matter what, being in love with a woman who's on the other side, fighting against you for her cause, hating you for it, hating you for your green skin and ugly appearance, it just fucking hurts! There's no cure for it. Doesn't matter how long you look for another woman, they all look the same and you end up wanting the same woman who hates your guts. I want this pain to end so badly, but it won't and never will. I'll always want Ororo Munroe no matter what. I'll still want her even if Creed smashes my brains to bits and puts me in a body cast.
She was stirring. I could see her eyes flutter and her body tense. I couldn't move; I have no clue why I can't but I just can't. Her model style body turns and her face points to me. Then her beautiful eyes open. Last thing I thought before she realized who I am was...
I'm in deep shit!
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
She stares at me for an eternity, trying to figure out if this is a horrible dream or if this is cruel reality. I can see it in her eyes, the uncertainty and sleepiness that seems to cloud her judgment. I'm frozen in my spot pinned by her beautiful gaze. Creed could've come up behind me and killed me loudly and I wouldn't have been able to have moved to save myself.
"What are you doing here?" she says, trying to sound like she has control of the situation. I've noticed that she always has to have control over the situation. Well just to piss her off I'm gonna take control over this one. Just to have a little fun.
I pushed myself off the ceiling, landing on all four with mere inches from her. She seems to scare easy, something Creed seems interested in. I'm gonna piss him off too with my stunt so it's two for one.
"Don't you know why I'm here," I purr in her ear. She's shivering with my warm breath crawling down her neck. Her breathing is out of control and so is her heartbeat. It coupled with her exotic smell and her body merely inches from mine I'm simply drowning in her. If I get caught having my fun, it'll be worth it. I can't see her face anymore, I'm next to her neck. She jumps as I nip at her neck, licking at it a few seconds later.
"Mortimer, why..." I stop her mid sentence with my finger. I don't want to know what she's going to ask me. All I want is her is to at least pretend she wants this. It'll ease this pain my heart if she can at least pretend. I can't see my eyes but I know they're pleading with her, that's why she's staring at me funny. Then she something I would never have expected her to do.
Ororo open mouth kissed me.
I swear I died then and there. The real Ororo wouldn't kiss me. Yea I'm sure I'm dead. Her warm hands are around the back of my neck, her tongue's everywhere in my mouth. I swear if I'm not dead, I'm gonna die here and now. One of my hands voluntarily slipped down to her hips.
She broke off then, needing air. Me being an amphibian I can hold my breath for a long time. I'm kissing her neck as I hear the words she only speaks to me in my dreams. "Stay with me. Don't leave me. Take me" I'm going to die now if anyone objects, go piss off. I look at her to make sure she's telling me the truth. Yep, she's being truthful. You can't lie with your eyes, it's virtually impossible.
She's gonna be sore tomorrow. And sleep deprived.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Mystique's POV
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
I know I'm not the most human looking of all mutants, what with blue skin and golden cat eyes I defiantly stand out in a crowd. Though I can be anyone and everyone it isn't the greatest mutation. In fact it's rather lonely since no one wants the real you with your blue textured skin. That's why Mortimer and I have an understanding.
I've never been intimidated by a guy and certainly not turned on by one. But Wolverine proved the exception. I think it was his lack of fear to fight me and the power he had in his taunt muscles and other things I won't mention. He intimidated me a little, it was a rush I enjoyed and would willing do again.
I guess you could say I have an infatuation with Logan that I dream about the fight scene every night that I fantasize about him at every waking moment. Well you get two out of three. I'm not infatuated, I think I'm in love. That makes me mad that I can fell be such a thing, such a weakness. But I can because I am human even if I don't look it. Though I am an animal by instinct. That's why I want an animal like me, not afraid to get rough with me. That's what Logan is and more.
I stand in the shadows, barely able to keep myself in check. He sleeps in the nude, barely covered by the sheets. I won't have to stay in the shadows too long, he'll smell me no matter where I hide. Eventually he'll get up to walk the campus or go to the bathroom. I just hope he doesn't sense me until a little after he gets out of bed.
I don't know why I care for Logan and not Victor. I guess it's because I work with Victor and I've known him for so long I've pointed out all his flaws (well they're flaws to me). I don't know I don't care. I'm rather happy with my 'infatuation' with Logan.
Logan's sniffing the air, he knows I'm here. I can see his taunt muscles tense and coil, ready to strike. Did the temperature go up in this room or something? I swear it did. Well, it's time to act before he decides to call for Xavier. I jump into the air, landing on the edge of his bed. He doesn't startle, doesn't flash fear through his eyes, just sits up slightly and glower at me.
"What are you doing here Mystique," he spits my name out like trash. That stings for a second. I'll make him change his mind. I jump again and surprise him by straddling him. I'm not good, I'm not clean, I'm an animal and very proud of it too. He lost his cool composure in his eyes, though his face was a mask of rage.
I leaned forward on my hands, not taking the pressure off of his waist from my body. "What do you think I want?" my voice was husky and thick with desire. You couldn't mistake what I wanted unless you were extremely ignorant. "No one's ever left a scar like you. Thought I'd repay the favor." His mouth is mine. He sits there stunned before matching my hungry kiss. A low sexy growl rumbled through his throat before he flipped our positions.
It went on until just after dawn, the fighting for control. We are both exhausted but I had to get the other two before I go to sleep. Prying myself off of Logan was harder than I expected but I achieved it. Then I went to go get the kid before I would go get Toad.
Slipping through the door, I wished I didn't have to be the one to take the kid from the girl for another day. Marie was curled around him like a kitten, cuddling him in her sleep. The kid was holding her possessively, almost like he'd kill anyone in his sleep if they touched her. Probably would too, the kid is vicious.
I couldn't take the kid out of his little piece of heaven just yet. I may be an animal but I care for the kid and wouldn't do that to him. Silently I leave the room, hoping the kid doesn't get crushed when she rejects his offer. Why would she take it? Magneto and I pretty much attempted to kill her at the Statue of Liberty. She wasn't exactly happy with me when we had to work together a couple months ago, does he really think she'll come with us after what we've done?
Storm's room is a little harder to find than the rest. Turns out she's at the very top of the place, almost considered the attic. Toad's clothes were strung around the room, and what appeared to be the shredded remains of Ororo's nightgown were next to his pants in the far corner. He had a good time obviously. All it took was a tap on the shoulder and handing him his things to wake his ridden ass up. It took him longer to get up because Ororo wouldn't let go of him in her sleep. He had to wake her up to get her to let him go. It was rather amusing to listen to from on the other side of the door.
We got the kid, which proved to be a lot harder since he was about to set us on fire for taking him and left. I think we were all waiting for tomorrow night. Who wouldn't in our spot? Someone really stupid I would imagine.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
This chapter should've gone before the prior one but I'm not gonna move it because I don't wanna confuse anyone with the chapter mixup. But I'll probably lose a few people with this chapter so it's ok I guess.
