A Battle of Conscience
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Marvel does.
Rated R for swearing and sexual situations.
Chapter 4
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Scott sat at his desk grading the papers he hadn't finished the day before. He had slept well. It was amazing how sex could keep his slumber free of nightmares.
"Hello there," Emma sauntered into the room.
"Hello Emma."
"What are you doing?" She sat on his desk and picked up the paper he was working on. "The Naivete of Women in Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, Othello, and Hamlet, by Katherine Pryde. That sounds quite complicated."
"Kitty is always doing interesting work. Her papers are a pleasure to read."
"Yes, she seemed like an intelligent young woman. "
"Yes, she is. Umm, if you don't mind, I really need to concentrate on these papers. I promised my class they'd have them back today."
"Do you ever do anything fun?"
"Excuse me?"
Emma shifted her position.
"All I ever see you doing is grading papers. You have to have a little more fun sometimes."
"He has plenty of fun," Jean assured as she walked into Scott's office, carrying two mugs of coffee. She put one mug on the desk and sat down on Scott's lap. Emma turned toward them.
"So, Scott, dear, you have a secret wild side?"
"I know how to have fun."
"There's quite a difference between knowing how to, and actually doing it."
"Oh trust me," Jean smiled. "He can do it to."
Scott tightened his hand on Jean's thigh. He didn't like where this was headed.
"Oh really?" Emma pressed.
"Oh, all the time."
Emma smirked and stared at Scott. "Any good?"
"I…uh…" Scott stammered.
"Quite," Jean interjected.
"That would explain the noises that Logan says he hears every night."
Scott was turning the color of his glasses. "We're not….that…loud."
"You were last night."
At the same time, Jean and Scott replied:
"Well last night was especially good."
"Logan has a keen sense of hearing."
"So how many rooms in this big mansion have you christened?"
"We…um…try to be careful…not to…"
"Our room, the med lab, this office, my office…" Jean started.
"Jean!"
Emma smirked.
"And if you count when we were students here…the lounge, the locker room, the room that Storm and I used to share…" Jean continued.
Scott leaned his head against Jean's neck. **Honey, please**
"And there's out by the lake, the dock…"
Emma laughed. "Outside too? Oooh, you are a Wildman."
"Of course," Jean explained. "most of these were from back when we were students."
"It sort of makes you think , 'what interesting places are our daring students finding to screw?"
Jean laughed. "I never thought of it that way."
The room went silent for a while. Jean put her arm around Scott.
~~Marking your territory?~~
~~I don't want you to forget he's my fiancé ~~
~~How cute. Like a puppy.~~
~~For a telepath it seems I have to be awful blunt with you~~
~~Just testing the waters…~~
~~Stay out of the water~~
Emma smirked and stood up. "Well, I must head off to my class now."
"Bye," Jean answered quickly.
"Yeah, bye," Scott responded.
As soon as Emma had cleared the doorway, Jean closed it with her telekinesis. Scott leaned his chin on Jean's shoulder and resumed reading the paper he had been working on. Jean took out her palm pilot and began entering things into it. It was not something that they would usually do, but strangely comfortable.
"So much for getting these all done by class," he muttered after 15 minutes.
"No?"
"No. I've got 6 to go and 10 more
minutes."
"Sorry, am I a distraction?"
Scott smiled. "I like this. I didn't like that."
"I don't like that either."
"Did you have to drag up our whole sexual history in front of her?"
"She was egging me on."
"But…" Jean cut him off by turning and kissing him. He moaned softly. She ran her hands through his hair, pulling him closer to her. He ran his hands across her back and through her hair. Using her teke, Jean undid the buttons of his shirt.
"Um…only …10 minutes…"
"That's plenty." She got up off his lap and in one fell swoop with her teke, undid his zipper and yanked his pants off. He laughed.
"Come here."
He didn't need to be told twice.
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