Scott held Jean tight, allowing his emotions, normally so carefully guarded, to flow out and encompass her even as hers reached out to him. Their mindlink flared to life more powerful than ever. And as he looked into her eyes, he smiled and leaned in and kissed her softly.
Then he said the words, because they needed to be said and because she showed him with mind and eyes that she didnt mind him being the one to say it. Indeed she wanted him to be the one. With a deep breath he said, "We're home." They embraced again and then slowly parted looking around.
They spent the day exploring the mansion, linked together almost casually, letting each other slip into amazement at the new furnishings and then poking or mentally pouncing one another and engaging in tag and giggling laughter for minutes at a time.
That evening, he removed the bags from the car with trembling hands , this time trembling with exhaustion. He carried them up to the new room-suite they would occupy together. There, he changed into a small suit jacket and pants of a deep dark blue that had been specially packed seperately. He reached into the bag and took out a small box, and peered inside then slipped it into his pockets, damping that thought behind his heaviest screen. He had talked* to the Professor this morning and gotten approval and respect, which felt good coming from this man who was as a father to him. Then he headed down to dinner, which Jean had decided to fix and serve in the new small tea corner, a cozy niche with a large window covered with beautiful red curtains, and a fireplace that held a roaring fire now.he grinned as he thought of the look opf surprise on Jean's face when he had lit the fireplace and set up the fire so carefully. his training in the weekend survival was something she had forgotten about, but then his little trip that had gone off the charts** was something none of those who had gone talked about.
He came into the room even as she lay the last plate to the table and she turned to face him as she entered. he smiled softly at her. She had changed to a simple black dress, which highlighted her red hair and made her seem to be an almost elemental being of fire. Her eyes glinted that familiar look and she came to meet him, hands outstretched. He took her in his arms and held her close kissing her gently but passionately.
Then they both went to their seats and dug in. Hunger kicked in as they ate and little conversation followed, just a companionable silence. She floated into the three seperate courses with her telekinesis. And all of it was delicious. After desert as they sat sipping soft drinks, for neither of them had yet reached 21, and even though they could have raided the wine cellar had decided not to, He cleared his throat and his mind and got up. She looked at him in surprise.
"Jean, theres something I want to ask you," he said. His voice wavered, and Jean's face showed confusion and a little apprehension at what could make him so tremble. When he turned to her and sank down on one knee she gasped and her eyes seemed to almost bulge out with surprise.
"Jean, you have become everything I have ever sought and I have loved you from the first day I saw you. Over the years, we have had good and bad times, love, and fear, and pain. But together, we have always been stronger than apart. And together we have always beat anything that has come up against us. I love you. Completely, madly, thoroughly, and," and with this, he pulled out the box and opened it slowly towards her, her eyes now tearing and her smile seeming to light the whole world as she fixed her eyes first on the box then on him.
"Jean, will you marry Me?"
And with those words, he let down the wll he had been holding and let his love flood the link to her.
There it was said... he felt his nervousness grow for that second which seemed to be an eternity, then she was thumping to her knees in front of him and embracing him. She kissed him hard.
"Yes! Yes, Scott, I will marry you. happily and forever!"
He slipped the ring on her finger and she staretd to cry. he puilled them both to their feet and held her kissing her and gently stroking her back whispering "I love you"'s in her ear. She looked up at him and they kissed again. This time with more passion and with more purpose.
They stumbled toward the stairs and up to their room. He began to undress when he suddenly felt his clothes slide off of their own wil. he crooked an eyebrow at Jean, who smirked and slowly stripped him before rising to float above the bed. She lifted him to ther bed as she slowly stripped her clothes off, teasing him with glimpses of her soft curves.
He felt feather touches all along his body and shivered at the feeling of her power. He closed his eyes trusting her as she exchanged his glasses for a sleeppillow over his eyes. He reveled in the love for her he felt mirrored by her. She trailed phantom kisses across his form and lips.
Her power had grown over the last year and she wielded it now, carressing and stimulating him, driving him mad with her deft and elusive touch, growing more aroused as she aroused him. Their bodies at last came together and they gasped together as he entered her. His thrusts filled her with a power that made her groan from the very depths of her body, thrusting deep withing her until they both exploded in a blaze of pleasure.
Then he said the words, because they needed to be said and because she showed him with mind and eyes that she didnt mind him being the one to say it. Indeed she wanted him to be the one. With a deep breath he said, "We're home." They embraced again and then slowly parted looking around.
They spent the day exploring the mansion, linked together almost casually, letting each other slip into amazement at the new furnishings and then poking or mentally pouncing one another and engaging in tag and giggling laughter for minutes at a time.
That evening, he removed the bags from the car with trembling hands , this time trembling with exhaustion. He carried them up to the new room-suite they would occupy together. There, he changed into a small suit jacket and pants of a deep dark blue that had been specially packed seperately. He reached into the bag and took out a small box, and peered inside then slipped it into his pockets, damping that thought behind his heaviest screen. He had talked* to the Professor this morning and gotten approval and respect, which felt good coming from this man who was as a father to him. Then he headed down to dinner, which Jean had decided to fix and serve in the new small tea corner, a cozy niche with a large window covered with beautiful red curtains, and a fireplace that held a roaring fire now.he grinned as he thought of the look opf surprise on Jean's face when he had lit the fireplace and set up the fire so carefully. his training in the weekend survival was something she had forgotten about, but then his little trip that had gone off the charts** was something none of those who had gone talked about.
He came into the room even as she lay the last plate to the table and she turned to face him as she entered. he smiled softly at her. She had changed to a simple black dress, which highlighted her red hair and made her seem to be an almost elemental being of fire. Her eyes glinted that familiar look and she came to meet him, hands outstretched. He took her in his arms and held her close kissing her gently but passionately.
Then they both went to their seats and dug in. Hunger kicked in as they ate and little conversation followed, just a companionable silence. She floated into the three seperate courses with her telekinesis. And all of it was delicious. After desert as they sat sipping soft drinks, for neither of them had yet reached 21, and even though they could have raided the wine cellar had decided not to, He cleared his throat and his mind and got up. She looked at him in surprise.
"Jean, theres something I want to ask you," he said. His voice wavered, and Jean's face showed confusion and a little apprehension at what could make him so tremble. When he turned to her and sank down on one knee she gasped and her eyes seemed to almost bulge out with surprise.
"Jean, you have become everything I have ever sought and I have loved you from the first day I saw you. Over the years, we have had good and bad times, love, and fear, and pain. But together, we have always been stronger than apart. And together we have always beat anything that has come up against us. I love you. Completely, madly, thoroughly, and," and with this, he pulled out the box and opened it slowly towards her, her eyes now tearing and her smile seeming to light the whole world as she fixed her eyes first on the box then on him.
"Jean, will you marry Me?"
And with those words, he let down the wll he had been holding and let his love flood the link to her.
There it was said... he felt his nervousness grow for that second which seemed to be an eternity, then she was thumping to her knees in front of him and embracing him. She kissed him hard.
"Yes! Yes, Scott, I will marry you. happily and forever!"
He slipped the ring on her finger and she staretd to cry. he puilled them both to their feet and held her kissing her and gently stroking her back whispering "I love you"'s in her ear. She looked up at him and they kissed again. This time with more passion and with more purpose.
They stumbled toward the stairs and up to their room. He began to undress when he suddenly felt his clothes slide off of their own wil. he crooked an eyebrow at Jean, who smirked and slowly stripped him before rising to float above the bed. She lifted him to ther bed as she slowly stripped her clothes off, teasing him with glimpses of her soft curves.
He felt feather touches all along his body and shivered at the feeling of her power. He closed his eyes trusting her as she exchanged his glasses for a sleeppillow over his eyes. He reveled in the love for her he felt mirrored by her. She trailed phantom kisses across his form and lips.
Her power had grown over the last year and she wielded it now, carressing and stimulating him, driving him mad with her deft and elusive touch, growing more aroused as she aroused him. Their bodies at last came together and they gasped together as he entered her. His thrusts filled her with a power that made her groan from the very depths of her body, thrusting deep withing her until they both exploded in a blaze of pleasure.