Happy Sunday! So, instead of getting out of bed, I decided I wasn't going to go upstairs and say hi to my family until I fished this chapter. The reasons why will be VERY apparent by the end of chapter ^.^ Also, longest chapter yet so far for this !
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Glaring Decipher
Chapter Eight:
Later that evening, he saw Rogue again at dinner. He had made eye contact again and the girl had actually smiled at him in response: a nice change. All he had to do was be honest with her and not activity try to manipulate her. He could handle that. Interestingly, the girl was wearing sweat pants and long sleeve black shirt. Not her usual attire. He supposed she could have been working out before dinner, but she didn't look as she had worked up a sweat. Perhaps he could ask her later.
After dinner, he managed to break away from the table and followed her and a few others, Scott Summers, Kurt Wagner, Kitty Pride and Jean Grey, down the hall. He moved the rings on her fingers as they walked: letting her know he was there. He watched her glance down at her hand before glancing behind her at him. He smiled at her. She quickly turned her head back forward.
"Hey, Rogue," Kitty Pride said. "Want to go watch a movie?" she asked.
"Sorry, Kitty, I gotta go meditate," Rogue answered.
"You're always meditating," Kurt Wagner complained.
"Yeah, I know, but it takes a lot of it to keep my powers under wraps," Rogue said.
"Are you making any progress?" Scott Summers asked.
"Yeah, a little, but I'm still working on a couple of things," Rogue answered.
"Do you need to borrow my powers again?" Jean asked. He raised an eyebrow at that.
"Nope, I think I'm finally passed needing to do that," Rogue said: he could hear the smile in her voice.
"Hey, that awesome," Kitty Pride exclaimed.
"If it turns out you do need my powers again, just ask. I don't mind," Jean Grey said.
"Thanks again, Jean," Rogue said.
"Anytime," Jean Grey said with a smile.
"I'll see you all tomorrow, alright," Rogue said as she started to part ways as she made her way to the stairs
"Later, Rogue," Kitty Pride said.
"Night, sis," Kurt Wagner said. There were a couple of more goodbyes as the four of them headed further down the hall.
"Rogue," he said as she caught up with her on the stairs. "I was hoping we could talk more," he said.
"I need to meditate tonight," Rogue told him as she looked at him.
"Can I ask about the meditation?" he asked as they continued up the stairs.
"A big part of it is keeping the nightmares away, which I have under wraps right now. So, I'm working on some other stuff," Rogue said.
"What stuff?" he asked as they came to her bedroom door.
"We'll more talk tomorrow, okay? After school," she added as she turned up to look at him. He glanced at her door for a moment before turning back to look at her. "You tempted to ask me if you can watch, aren't you?" she asked. He swallowed at that, resisting the urge to do as she said.
"I'm sorry," he said: it was the only response he could think of that might not completely anger the girl.
"It's- it's okay," she said with a sigh. "I'd rather you be honest with me then hide things," she said.
"I'm trying," he told her. "I'm also attempting to fight these urges of mine," he told her.
"What urges?" she asked him her eyes wide and curious.
"I'm not certain you want me to answer that question," he said as he ran his hand down the side of her arm. "But I will answer it, if you ask again," he said as she sucked in a breath at that.
"…I'm-" she started to say before she stopped herself.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I'm getting to the point with my powers-" she started to say, changing subjects.
"Yes?" he asked again as he moved his hand from her arm: bringing it to his side.
"Where mediation isn't gonna be enough. To the point where I'm gonna need someone to practice one. Someone, who won't pass out immediately, if I don't want them to, or if I do absorb them be accident," she said carefully. "You're one of the only mutants I've ever absorbed, when I wasn't trying to control my powers, that's stayed conscious. I held on to you for a good eighteen seconds, most people get knocked out after three," she said.
"But I thought you had said if you absorbed me that the nightmares might return?" he asking.
"It's one of the things holding me back from asking for your help," Rogue said.
"I would like to provide it. I owe you that," he said.
"You don't owe me anything," she said.
"I'd beg to differ. Let me help you," he said.
"There's something I need to try before I get into a second set of tests, but-" she started to say. She stopped when as they both heard voices coming up the stairs. Her eyes snapped to his. He gestured to down the hall: away from the voiced and she nodded. Neither of them wanted to explain what he was doing outside of her bedroom. Within another second they were both quickly making their way down another hallway: towards the wing of guest bedrooms, most of which no one was occupying. Well, aside from his.
He moved in front of her, as he opened the door to his bedroom and he heard her take a deep breath as she followed him in. He turned to glance at him as she closed the door behind her.
"Would you like the chair or the bed?" he asked her.
"I actually wanna sit on the bed, especially if I start meditating. If I do, you're gonna sit on the chair?" she asked nervously.
"I am going to sit on the chair," he repeated seriously.
"Okay," she said with a nod as she made her way to the bed. He heard her let out a long sigh as sat down.
"You were saying?" he asked as he made his way to the wooden chair, sitting in front of his desk.
"There's a test I need to do, but once I do it, and well the way I really wanna do it," she said breathlessly, her face flushing as he pulled out the chair, faced it towards her and took a seat. "I'm afraid of how you're gonna react. I'm afraid of both us not being able to control ourselves," she told him as she made eye contact.
"I'm afraid, I can't help to alleviate your fears unless I know what test you're referring to," he pointed out.
"I knew you were gonna say that," she sighed. "Okay, I guess it's just a chance I'm gonna have ta take. Do you think we should talk to Prof first about you helping me?" she said.
"I don't see the need. He can't object to me offering you my assistance," he said.
"Yeah, but your assistance is gonna involve me coming into your room, every night, to touch you," she said as his sucked in a breath. Her choice of words was having an awful effect on his libido. "I think he'll wanna know about that, before people see us and start talking," she said.
"We'll," he started to say: his voice unintentionally husky. Rogue's eyes widened slightly at the tone of his voice: she knew what it meant. He quickly couched, clearing his throat. "We'll mention it tomorrow," he said his voice back to normal, "after we've started. The students have noticed how you and I have been talked after classes. Now, we have the topic we can claim to have been speaking about the whole time," he said.
"That-" she stated to say as she glanced away from him for a moment. "That could work," she said thoughtfully as she met his gaze.
"Shall we then?" he asked. He watched her take a deep breath.
"Okay," she said with a nod after a moment. She moved to her legs crossed beneath her. He watched her closed her eyes as she started to take deep calming breaths.
'God, she's beautiful,' he thought to himself.
"This isn't gonna work," she said as she opened her eyes. "I can't relax with you watching me like that," she said.
"What would you like me to be doing instead?" he asked. She sucked in a breath at the question: her face flushing. It seems he wasn't the only one who found this situation highly erotic.
"Mediate with me?" she asked. He nodded.
"We should move to the floor," he said as he stood up. They both knew sitting on the bed was out of the question.
"Okay," she said with a nod as she stood up as well. "We just need to claim down," she said. He opened his desk draw and pulled out the pair of black gloved he had bought. He put them on. "It's crazy how-" she started to say with a little laugh as she sat down on the floor.
"Yes?" he asked unable to keep the huskiness from his tone as he turned to face her. He felt entirely too dangerous, towering above her, while she had that look in her face. Her eyes instantly focused on the gloves.
"How excited we both are right now," she said breathlessly: her breaths were shallow, coming fast. He moved to sit in front directly of her: his legs crossed beneath him as her were. His legs, pressed directly against hers. She made his gaze as he took her hand in his. "Do you just have those?" she asked as he stared down at their hands.
"No, I bought them for you," he told her. He didn't think it was possible, but her face managed to flush further.
"You shouldn't have put them on," she said breathlessly.
"Do you want me to take them off?" he asked her. She shook her head no.
"Damage is already done," she muttered.
"No, it's not," he said. "We haven't started yet," he said. "But would you like to?" he asked hopefully. She nodded making eye contact with him. He lifted his hand and brought her hand to his lips. She let out a little moan as he kissed her hand, her eyes closing. "I wish it could be your lips," he told her. He moved his free hand to cup her cheek. Even though the glove, her skin felt so warm.
"What- what urges?" she asked again. She was so young, why didn't that seem to matter to him or her for that matter?
"Would you like me to tell or show you?" he asked. She took a deep breath. He was giving her one last chance to back away from him. There was no doubt in his mind: she knew what he meant by that statement.
"Both," she answered. He quickly moved his hands to her hips and lifted her up and on top of him until she was straddling his lap. Her hands moved to wrap around his neck.
"The night," he started to say as he lifted her up as little. He used his powers to undo the zipper on his pants, her eyes widened at that. "I watched you, all I could think about," he said as he pulled his member out. He gently pushed her down against him, making sure the angle was right. She let out a soft moan. "Was how your body would feel against mine," he said.
"Hold on," she said before she lifted herself off of him for a moment. He watched her slip her hand underneath her pants
"What are you-" he started to ask.
"Moving something out of our way," she said with a smile as she moved her hand out from her pants and she took hold of his member. He let out a groan as she lowered herself back onto him. She had moved her underwear to the side. Even with her sweat pants blocking the way, he managed to slip just the tip of his member inside of her. She let out a soft moan as started to rotate her hips into him. He let out a groan at the feel of her moving against him, knowing he was somewhat inside of her. He started to meet her thrusts. "Fuck," she exclaimed as she stopped moving.
"Are you alright?" he asked concerned as he stilled his movements.
"Turns out that hurts," she said. "Fuck, I was hoping that would work," she said.
"I have a few ideas of my own," he said with a smile. "Lay back," he said.
"You know, we might as well go to the bed," she smiled. He chuckled.
"Alright," he said as she lifted her up. He carried her to the bed and she laid back on it as he asked. He heard her kicking off her shoes as he walked over to his dresser and picked out a condom from his top draw.
"So much for controlling ourselves," she smirked as she saw what he has picked up. He moved back over to the bed and opened the condom.
"Highly overrated in this particular regard," he smirked. She laughed at that as she took off her pants and underwear and he put the condom. "Move up to me," he said as he stood at the edge of the bed. She did as he asked. He took hold of her hips and lifted her up toward him. She hooked her legs around his body: helping him maintain the position. He held her to him with one hand as he took his member in the other and moved it to her entrance. "I cannot remove my pants unfortunately. Let me know if the zipper hurts you at all. We'll think of something else if need be," he said.
"If you go slowly enough, and not all the way in, we should be okay," she said her body shaking in his hold. He smirked down at her.
"Well, let's give this a try then, shall we?" he asked. She smiled at that before he pushed himself in side of her a little. He didn't want to hurt her. She let out a moan as her eyes widened. She tightened her legs around him, pushing herself closer to him: pushing his member deeper into her. His eyes closed at the feel of her around his member: she was so tight and warm.
"Fuck, that feels good," she muttered as he opened his eyes. The sight below him: god, it was better than he had imagined.
"We're only getting started, my girl," he smirked before he brought up a magnetic shield around them and the bed.
"Sound proof?" she asked.
"Not entirely, but far better than not having it up. We shouldn't have to worry about attracting attention to ourselves with this. Let me know if you have any trouble breathing ," he said. She nodded before started to thrust in and out of her, pulling her hips back and forth against him. Her eyes closed as let out a moan. She moved her hands to cup her breasts. He let out a groan at seeing her touch herself. He used his powers to unhook her bra: he watched a smirk come to her face. "Rogue, lift up your shirt please," he ordered. Her eyes fluttered opened: meeting his gaze with a heated look in her eyes. She lifted up the shirt and bra, pulled her breasts out. She moved her hand to cup both of her breasts. He watched her massage them in her hands for a while as he struggled to kept his pace slow. Her eyes closed for a moment as she moaned.
"Is this what you saw me doing that night?" she asked. His eyes widened at the question: half expecting her to yell at him to get off of her.
"Yes," he uttered honestly nonetheless. She opened her eyes and met his gaze.
"Did you like watching me play with these?" she asked breathlessly before she let a little moan twisting her own nipple. He could hardly believe the questions coming out of her mouth.
"Yes," he said hoarsely as he increased his pace. She let out a loud moan as she continued to push into him: their eyes locked with the others. She was talking dirty to him: using his stalking as a tool to arouse them both? 'This isn't my imagination,' he had to remind himself as he thrusted in and out of her. The girl moaning beneath him was real and she… 'She is loving this,' he thought with a smirk. She was gasping now as he thrusted into her.
"Did I?" she started to ask as she ran one of her hands slowly down her body. "Did I do this too?" she asked as she started to rub her clit. He buckled against her fast: coming hard at the sight of her touching her clit. Usually he could hold out for far longer, but she had taken him by surprise. He felt like he was in his twenties again: the sight of a naked wife alone being enough to make him come. He had gained so much experience since then; been with more than his fair share of woman. But none of them affected him, none of them surprised him like this girl could.
"Yes," he groaned as he remained inside of her for a long moment, just watching her touch her clit and breasts. "Yes, you did," he said before she let out a moan.
"After all this time, all that watching… Max," she said as she met his gaze. His eyes widened being referred to by his given name. She smiled up at him. "Don't you wanna be the one doing this?" she asked him almost laughing. The tone in her voice was almost mocking. It angered him, she was right. After all this time, why did it take her asking him to realize what he wanted to do? He practically growled as he pulled his member out of her. He lifted her up and pushed her further back on the bed, giving himself room to kneel: her right leg between his legs.
She tossed her head back onto the bed as he took over: he thrusted three fingers into her as his thumb rubber her clit. His other hand took hold of her nipple and twisted it between his fingers. He couldn't remember ever wanting someone as much as he wanted her now.
"I want to hear you moan," he commanded firmly. She moaned loudly with a smile on her face: giving him what he wanted. "I want you to beg me for more," he ordered.
"Please, more," she gasped. "I want more, don't stop," she begged playfully. There was a hint of mockery in her voice, but the smile on her face told him she didn't mean to insult him, she was just enjoying herself, enjoying his commands. "More, Max," she called out as she moved in time with his fingers. He groaned at the use of his name.
"Tell me what you want to come," he ordered.
"I wanna come so badly, Max," she moaned. "I wanna come for you, for your eyes only," she told him breathlessly. How did she know what to to add? How did she know exactly what he wanted to hear? He was hard again. He slowed his pace, deciding what to do next. "No, no, no, no, no, no," she said quickly. "D-don't stop," she said: actually begging. He chuckled at that. "Max, you ass, I'm so close," she yelled at him. He couldn't help but laugh darkly. It was his turn to mock.
"Beg me again," he ordered as he thrusted his fingers deep into her once.
"Please," she moaned: her tone had a desperation to it this time. "Max, please, I wanna come so much. I wanna come for you," she muttered.
"Do you?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from her.
"Yes," she gasped, her body trembling. "Please, Max, please," she begged: her eyes were wide. The expression on her face was almost pain stricken. She was honestly afraid he wouldn't continue. He had teased her long enough.
"Tell me, Rogue, tell me you want to come with me inside you," he ordered. He watched her let out a sigh in relief. He smirked at that.
"I want you inside me," she moaned begging as she brought her hand to the breast he wasn't touching. "It felt so good," she told him as she massaged her breast. "I wanna come with you inside me. Please," she begged with a smile as he stared down at her: enjoying the power she was giving him. "You know you wanna," she smirked playfully. He chuckled as he lowered the shield.
"Yes, I do," he said as he walked away from the bed, pulling the condom off of his cock and throwing it in the waste basket. He glanced over at her and saw she was running her hand down her body as he watched him walk about the room. "Do you dare touch your clit, girl," he ordered firmly. Her hand stopped where it was. "You will come when I allow you to and not a moment sooner, do you understand, Rogue?" he asked firmly.
"Yes, sir," she told him breathlessly. He groaned at the title. "Sorry, sir," she said with a smirk, "I'm a little over excited," she said playfully as she ran her finger around her nipple. He smirked.
"Well, behave yourself and you'll soon get exactly what you've been asking for," he told her. She let out a laugh at that as he walked over to his dresser and pulled out another condom.
"Fuck, this is so much more fun with somebody else in the room," she said. He chuckled at that as he opened the condom. "Well, when I know they're there," she added seriously.
"I doubt we'll have that problem again," he said as he walked up to the bed. "Forward, please," he ordered. She moved till she was at the edge of the bed again. He raised the shield again.
"Do you wanna try something else?" she asked.
"Next time," he said with a smile as he took hold of her legs, she wrapped them around him body as she had. "Right now, we know this works. We can get always get creative tomorrow," he told her.
"Maybe," she said with a smile. He smirked at that. He positioned his member in front of her entrance, and then he waited. It only took her a few seconds to realize why. They were playing again. "Sir," she said breathlessly, "Please fuck me?" she asked as she moved against the tip of his member. "I can feel you there, you're so close. I want you in me," she said. "Ohh," she moaned as she massaged her breasts again for his enjoyment. "I want me you inside me. I want you to come inside me again. I wanna come with you inside me. Please sir," she begged.
"You certainly know how to motivate a man," he said jokingly. She started to let out a laugh: that turned into a gasp as he entered her in one stroke. He used one hand to pull her against him as he used his other to rub her clit. She let out a loud moan.
"Faster, please, sir," she pleaded. "Oh, I wanna come," she yelled out as she met his thrust.
"Soon," he promised as he pumped in and out of her. He pressed his thumb against her clit and rubbed as fast as he could. She was screaming now: her hands were taking fists full of the blanket in her hands. She was gasping her air, in between her moans.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ohhhh, yes, yes," she screamed. "Don't stop," she yelled out. "Oh, Max," she moaned. "Please," she begged as she started to come. "Ohh," she yelled out as she whole body arched upwards. She let one last long moan as her whole body shook.
"Say my name," he ordered firmly: he was close himself. She opened her eyes and glanced up at him.
"Max, oh, I want you come for me," she told him. "Please come for me," she begged. He let out a loud groan as he buckled against her a few more time, coming once again. A few moments later he broke away from her and collapsed on the bed beside her.
Both of them spent a few moments, just listening to the other breath.
"Holy shit," she muttered a while later as she still struggled to catch her breath. He turned to look at her. She had a smile on her face as she met his gaze. "How'd that measure up?" she asked him. He let out a laugh.
"I can't wait till I have the strength to do that again," he told her as he cupped her cheek.
"Me either," she smirked. He laughed at that. "Can I tell you a secret?" she asked him.
"You can tell me all of your secrets," he said.
"It kind of ironic that you were watching me that night," she said.
"How so?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Cause, the whole time, I was thinking of you," she told him with a smile. His eyes widened at her statement. Before he could remind himself not to, he pulled her face to his: pulling her into a kiss. She moaned against his mouth as they deepened the kiss.
The next thing he knew he was looking down at his own body.
'What?' he asked himself confused. He could hear Rogue laughing. 'Rogue?' he asked.
"Guess I'm gonna need to borrow Jean's powers again, after all," she said while laughing. He heard her take a deep breath as he somehow moved further from his body. He was turning, but he didn't know how, the next thing he could see, was Rogue image in the mirror. He watched her lift her shirt up and off of her head. The angle, it was although he was looking at her those her eyes. "That's cause you are, Max," Rogue told him as she slipped off her bra as well. "You're in my head, sorry," she said.
'How do I get back to my body?' he asked her.
"You're still in your body," she told him. "You're a copy of your own conscience and when you wake up you're not gonna remember this conversation. Just like you don't remember all the others ones we had, the first time you were in my head," she said with smile. "Explains everything, doesn't it?" she asked with a smirk.
'You need to tell my counterpart,' he said firmly.
"Beg me to," she ordered before she started to laugh. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding," she laughed quickly. "I'm going to… just, not yet," she said. "You scared the shit of me a while back," she said.
'So, this is revenge?' he asked.
"No, this is just fun," she smirked. "I'm tell him first thing in the morning, if you can tell me honestly that this isn't the most fun you've had with a woman in decades," she said. He didn't response. He couldn't deny the truth. "Thought so, thanks for the confirmation, Max," she said with a smile before she turned back and looked at his body. "We should not let him wake up with a condom on," Rogue said.
'That would be preferable,' he agreed. 'When are you going to tell me?' he asked as she made her way over to his body.
"I haven't decided yet," she said. "It won't take me too long, I promise," she said.
So, that's it! Longest sex sceen I've ever writen. Your welcome? Thank you for reading and please tell what you guys think? :)
