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Glaring Decipher
Chapter Ten
Later that evening Magneto and Rogue's lips we locked for the sixth time. She was still sitting on his lap: both of them were rather enjoying the friction of their groans rubbing together, but it was clearly effecting Rogue. This being the shortest amount of time they had kissed yet.
"Sorry," she said after she pulled her lips back from him. Both of them were breathing heavily.
"Nothing to apologize for, my dear," he said as he ran his hand up and down her arms. "Improvement takes time and practice," he said as he cupped her cheek with his gloved hand, "both of which we have. Your endurance will increase. We just need to keep at it," he said. She nodded. "Perhaps, next time we should start with something a little less sexual?" he said.
"What do you have in mind?" she asked.
"Wednesday night, after you've mediated, how about we go for a run?" he asked. They both knew between his class, dinner and any homework she needed to complete that, Tuesday would be too busy to plan anything.
"And what, we're just hold hands? See how long I can keep my powers off while running?" she asked.
"Yes, exactly," he said.
"Yeah, that could work," she said with a smile. He returned the smile.
"So now that that's settled," he started to say as his ran his hand down her body. "You did so well this first session," he said as his hand slipped in between their bodies. "I believe you deserve a reward," he said as he cupped her groin with his hand and applied pressure. Her eyes closed as she let a moan.
"Please sir," she said breathlessly as she moved with his hand. He leaned by her ear.
"You don't have to do that every time," he whispered as he rubbed her groin.
"I know," she said as he moved in time with him against his hand: he could hear the smile in her voice. "You like it, right?" she asked as she ran her fingers though his hair. her other hand went to his back, holding herself to him.
"Very much so," he uttered.
"And I think it's fun," she told him. "We both know we're equals in this relationship, that's what matters. The rest is just foreplay," she told him. He smirked at that. "Faster," she ordered breathlessly. An idea came to mind.
"Yes, mistress," he smirked against her ear. Being the submissive one in these types of interactions was not something he was usually willing to do. But the girl so often surprised him: he honestly just wanted to see how she would react to the switch and what she would do with it.
She let out a moan as she tightened her hold on his back. She opened her eyes and fixed him with a heated gaze.
"You're fingers, in me, now," she ordered firmly. He smirked: so she would hurry things along. It was good to know.
"Of course," he said as he used his powers to undo her zipper. He gently pushed her back until she was laying against the yoga mat. He quickly pulled her pants and underwear down and off of her. He wrapped his hand around her waist as he lifted her back onto his lap: her arms were around his neck: holding herself to him. Once she was settled on his lap, he slipped his gloved hand between her legs. She let out a moan as he thrusted three fingers into her.
"You took you're time," she commented as she moved against his fingers.
"Apologizes," he said as she moved her hand to cup his face.
"It's okay," she said. The girl's breathing rate was decreasing: she was calming down. Not the effect he was hoping for. "Can we switch back? I'm all for trying new things, but I think we both like it more with you in charge," she said.
"You barely gave that a shot," he commented as he thrusted into her.
"But all it's doing is making me impatient. I don't want you apologetic," she said as she moved up and down against his hand. "I don't want you fumbling: trying to figure out all those little things that I want but can't say," she said.
Uncertainly in a partner, was a turn off for her, good to know. And he knew that having power over her was a turn on. He could work with that. He was curious how far, would be too far for her. Well, he was in charge again, she had asked for as much.
He lifted her up and laid her back on the yoga mat. He removed his fingers from her and used his free hands to pin her hands above her head. He pulled metal from the air and used it to bind her hands to the floor. He met her gaze: her eyes were widened and her breaths were shallow. He placed his hand over her heart: it was beating extremely fast. He met her gaze again. Was that fear in her gaze?
He moved his hand to cup her breast and massaged it. He watched her eyes close as she let out a moan.
Fear was a turn on for her? Was it the danger she was in? Or her lack of control over him? There could easily be a distinction there that he needed to define. He wanted to know her, he wanted to understand her reactions to him.
He ran his other down her body, touching her everywhere. She was reacting, pressing her legs together: no doubt trying to cause friction and ease the throbbing between her legs. He wished he could outright ask about her turn on and turn offs, but he knew the girl might not be willing to answer that direct of a question. He had to be her first real sexual partner; she had told him as much last night. Which meant any fantasies she had, any turn ons that developed, did so in her bedroom, while she was alone, with only her thoughts. Perhaps she was having trouble defining it herself? He was going to have to get creative if he wanted to learn anything.
"Tell me, Rogue, about the night you were thinking of me," he ordered.
"Which one?" she asked. He stifled a groan at that. She had thought about him more than once?
"The night I watched you pleasure yourself," he answered.
"Which one?" she asked again. "It happened three times, didn't it?" she asked. Yes, it had, exactly three times over the course of a year. He continued to ran his hand up and down her body. He fingers danced across her inner thigh, so close to her groin. But this was quickly becoming less of a sexual encounter and more of an interrogation.
"Did you know that before last night, before you absorbed me?" he asked her.
"I shouldn't tell you-" she started to say as he cupped her groin again: his thumb finding her clit. Her eyes snapped opened: meeting her gaze.
"Do you want to come, girl?" he asked her as he rubbed her clit. He stared down into her eyes: searching for a sign: was he going to far?
"Y-yes, sir," she muttered. She was still playing along? Or perhaps she really was afraid of him in this moment? She always had the option to call Charles. But in doing so, he would be kicked out- well most likely. The girl probably felt alone, scared, as though she had no choice but to go along with him. He was not that much of monster to force anyone into this sort of situation.
He quickly stood up and walked away a few feet away from her as he freed her hands.
"Max, why did you stop?" she asked him. He turned back to see that she was sitting up. The fear in her gaze: well what he thought had been fear, it was gone now. Replaced by curiosity.
"I didn't go to far?" he asked. She shook her head.
"I wouldn't be here right now, if I thought you would actually wanted to hurt me or blackmail me or anything like that," she told him. "Did I go too far?" she asked. "Was I too submissive?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said.
"You're the one who decided to pin me to the ground. Why did you do that?" she asked.
"I wanted to see how far you would be willing to go," he answered her.
"And what did we learn?" Rogue asked a laugh. He raised an eyebrow at that. "That I'm less afraid of you than you think I am," she answered her own question. "Come here, Max," she said with a smile as she reached her hand out for him.
"You were hesitate to answer my question," he pointed out as he walked over to her.
"I've been hesitate this whole time," she said as she pulled him to the ground. He sat in front of her on the yoga mat. "Doesn't mean I don't want you to know," she said as she moved to straddle his lap again: her arms wrapping around his neck. "Just means, I ain't gonna make it easy for you," she said before she leaned in and kissed him. She was relaxed enough to control her powers? The girl continued to confuse him. She broke it a few moments later. "Do you want a safe word?" she asked him.
"That might be helpful," he agreed.
"Okay, how about 'red' for 'stop now', 'yellow' for 'ease up a little but don't stop' and 'green' for 'good to go?'" she asked.
"That will work," he said.
"Okay," she said with a happy sigh. "Green, damn it," she said with a smile as she rubbed against him. He chuckled at that as he moved his hand in between their bodies: once again his fingers blushed against her clit. He watched her eyes closed as she pushed down against his hand.
"No, Rogue, not until you answer my question," he said. She let out a sigh.
"I knew while it was happening," she told him. His eyes widened at that.
"How?" he asked.
"The first time, I wasn't sure you were there. When the window flew open, I knew there was a small possibility that you might have come in to get a closer look. And that thought turned me on, more than it should have," she explained. "I'm still kind of working though it, ya know? When you do and think things you had no idea you were capable of? When you want things that no one in their right mind would admit to wanting," she told him.
"You don't have to be ashamed of liking what you like," he told her.
"Maybe, but I sure as hell ain't telling anyone beside you," she told him.
"That's fair enough," he said. "Frankly, it's no one else business. But what do you think it was that aroused you that night?" he asked.
"Coming into my room like that was a huge risk for you. If anyone had seen you, what it would have done to your reputation. The fact that you chose not to give a shit, that you risked all that just to look at me. That you found me that beautiful, that desirable. It turned me on," she shrugged. "You're the first person, who knew what I could do that still wanted to," she said. "It ain't that long of a list, but it matters to me," she said.
"As it should," he said. "You're powers mightbe a tricky to work around, but anyone who entertains the thought of being with you, who can't be bothered to try, is not worth your time, my girl," he told her. She smiled at that. "The second time I watched you, was there any doubt in your mind?" he asked.
"No," she said. "The second time my window flew open, I thought it would be safer to assume you were there. Helped that I was right," she told him.
"Indeed," he said.
"Have I answered enough questions yet?" she asked impatiently as she rubbed herself against his hand. He chuckled at that.
"I supposed so," he smirked as he resumed rubbing her clit. "You've been such a good girl answering all my question, haven't you?" he asked her as her eyes closed. Her hands were on his shoulders.
"Yes, sir," she answered. He smirked as he thrusted three finger into her, his thumb rubbing her clit. She started to moved up and down, against his hand. He wished he had brought a condom, but he had left them up in his room. The girl would have to settle for his fingers.
"That's it," he said as he moved his free hand to cup her breast. She let out a moan at that.
"Please, Max, faster," she begged. He increased his speed as she started to gasp. He leaned in, till his mouth was by her ear.
"When I was watching you, did you ever wish I would admit to being there?" he asked, The girl let out a gasp at his comment. "Did you ever wish I would stop watching and join you on the bed?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered as he continued to thrust into her.
"Why didn't you ever ask me to?" he asked darkly in ear. She let out a moan at that. "You wanted to, didn't you?" he asked.
"Every time," she moaned.
"I would have been happy to comply," he told her as he thrusted his fingers into her. She was close now. "Why didn't you ask me too?" he asked again. She gasped. "I asked you question, girl," he said firmly as he started to decrease his speed.
"I-I was afraid," she told him quickly. He resumed his increased speed.
"Of what?" he asked.
"We- we were still enemies then," she struggled to say. "I was- I was afraid what you would do with that knowledge. I- I still am a little," she admitted.
"Yet, you're telling me now. Like the good girl you are," he said against her ear. "You want to come, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, please," she gasped. He put up the shield around them, just in case.
"I afraid, I couldn't hear you," he teased.
"Max, please, yes," she yelled out.
"Yes, what?" he asked.
"Yes, I wanna come," she shouted as he he thrusted into her as hard as he could. It only took a few more moments after that. He watched her stop her movements as her back arched. He continued to thrust into her: her hands were grabbing his shoulders as he let out a loud moan. "Don't stop," she said. He smirked as he continued his movements.
"You are so beautiful. I could never tire of watching you obtain pleasure," he whispered in her ear. She let another loud moan: coming hard. "Such a good girl," he whispered, "letting me watch this," he added. Her hold his shoulders tightened as she moved her head to rest against his chest. He continued to thrust into her, in time with her breaths. His thrusts slowed as her breathing started to calm down.
He watched the girl for a moment as she rested against his chest. It was going to take her a while to calm down completely. Not that he minded. He found that he enjoye:( d holding her like this.
Finally he slipped his fingers out of her. Curious, he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked on them. He rather liked the taste of her. The girl, glanced up at him. Her eyes widened as she saw what he was doing. He just smirked at her as he reached back down. She gasped as he rubbed his fingers against her opening. He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked again.
"Eventually, my girl, I'm doing that will my lips," he promised her.
"I think I'd really that," she said with a little smile.
"So do I," he agreed. "You're get there," he told her. "Soon the on limits you'll have are the ones you voluntary place on yourself," he said with a smile. She smiled at that.
So, that was all smut... Hoped you guys liked it. :) Please let me know? I'm just having WAY too much fun exploring the dynamic of their relationship through these encounters ;p Let me know what you think. Am I going to far?
RogueNya: Thank you! I'm glad you liked this chapter too :)
Jahunta4974: Thank you! Yeah, Charles does not abuse his powers, like at all. Which is great for him as a character and it's the only reason why no one finding out is believable. :)
Actually, Magneto was just offering advise, because he's a good teacher. Last chapter I was trying to say, that Magneto does more with his life than follow/obsess about Rogue.
I'm really glad you liked chapter 8! I was in the weirdest mood when I finished it writing. Also in a weirdest mood after finishing this chapter. I really hoped you like it. :) I love seeing your reviews come in It really does mean a lot to me as a writer :)
Sissiewest: Thank you! Glad I got you addicted! In all honestly, this story is not going where I expected it to. I have a few facts that both of them are keeping from each other and them revealing those secrets is just taking on a life of it's own. Glad you liking it and hope you liked this chapter too :)
NCISprobie: Thank you!The quick updates are happening because I'm mostly writing these chapters in 5 hours brusts. I'm glad you're enjoying them! I agree, Rogue is a really strong character and that doesn't get shown a lot. (Both of our stories, totally showing that she's strong ^.^) I'm really glad you're enjoying it and looking to hearing what you have to say about this chapter and looking forward to your next chapter :)
