Scott looked down with joy at the Utopia he had created. A world where humans and mutants could finally start to live in harmony. It was good, he was sure of that, but there was a piece missing. Some small fragment or corner he hadn't even noticed. "Scott," a familiar voice called to him from behind. "I was wondering when you would come Jean."
Jean Grey stood behind Scott in his personal chamber. "We need to talk," she said. Scott ignored her. "I'm surprised it took you this long to come see me. I guess you were having lots of fun with the Avengers." She scowled. "I'm sure you and Frost have been busy as well, but that's not why I'm here," she retorted. Scott finally spun around to look at the red haired beauty he'd loved since he'd first met. "Then why are you here? To take your place in Utopia?" Jean shook her head. "The Phoenix."
"I know what it's like to have its voice in your head, I can help you Scott, but only if you can accept that you need help." She begged. Scott tilted his head to the side: "You were fragile when it first took you Jean. Then Mastermind messed with your head and that's when the problems started. I've known about control since I was a boy and I killed a man by looking at him. Besides, the Phoenix is split between five of us. This is as safe a mechanism for the phoenix there has ever been. I don't need help and you know that. You've always known everything about me, so why don't you tell me why you're really here."
Jean looked at the visor on his eyes. "Why do you still wear that if you have control now." Scott hesitated: "It reminds me to never forget those lessons." Jean bit her trembling lip as she looked at him. "You know what I missed the most. Blue. I only ever saw in shades of red before. The Phoenix has opened my eyes to all the colours I never used to know. At least I know you're natural redhead now." She didn't reply. He leaned towards her, the fire of the phoenix burning within him. "Let me open your eyes Jean," he whispered, then their lips met and their passions overtook them.
Scott backed her up and onto his bed on the other side of the room. His Phoenix costume dissolved around him leaving him in just his underwear. Jean moaned as he loosened the straps of her black latex costume, easing the top off her and whipping off her yellow belt. The black bottoms clung to her skin tightly but Scott had no difficulty rolling them off. He flame-red hair sprayed across the pillow as she moaned out again, feeling his hand slid into her knickers.
The way his fingers worked were like magic, rubbing and working her vagina with ease and precision. A long string of moans and shrieks were all the noises she could make for the next few minutes as she grew wetter and wetter and he just got better and better. She gasped out when he released her pussy and his hands travelled up her stomach to her bra. He loosened it slowly then eased it off. He gripped her modest breasts and squeezed.
With his childhood love naked in his bed once again after oh so long, it was hard for Scott not to be excited. He remembered the first time he'd had sex with her and he'd been so nervous. She'd said it was cute later when he asked her about it, but he knew that she desired more. Every time they'd slept together since then he'd got more confident and she'd enjoyed it more. He'd started off quite fun, now he was godly.
As he pulled on her tits, her hands went wandering as well, diving into his boxers. She felt his erection grow in her grip as she pumped his cock up and down. Scott let a moan escape him as she jerked him off then released her boobs and caught her hands. He rolled down his underwear and positioned himself above her. She was panting and sweating already, Scott could only imagine what she was going to be like after he'd fucked her.
Her sweat-coated body rubbed against his as he entered into her, penetrating deep and immediately starting to thrust without a word. Jean looked into his eyes as his pelvis slammed into hers again and again and all she saw was the Phoenix glaring back at her. And she loved that. She moaned again and again as his hips rocked in and out of hers. Scott felt her walls start to clench and her vagina erupted into an orgasm. He pulled out and smiled warmly.
Jean felt herself being rolled over onto her front. Scott's warm chest pressed down against her back and he began to fuck her ass. She could feel her heart racing, she didn't realise how much she had missed this. Scott held her tight ass-cheeks apart and pumped his dick in and out over and over. It was harder than he had ever screwed her before. He kissed down her spine, rubbing her shoulders as he fucked her.
He pulled out, his cock still rock hard and spun her back onto her back. She leaned forwards and gripped the shaft of his dick, guiding it to her mouth. It lingered on her lips for a moment then pushed inside and Scott started to thrust down her throat and Jean started to suck rapidly. Scott moaned as he felt her lips dragging on and off his penis, her saliva coating it, her tongue doing somersaults over it, and the head of his cock tapping again and again on the back of her throat. For blowjobs, it was the best Scott had ever had and the best Jean had ever given. Emma would be so jealous.
"Do you have to think of the white queen?" Jean asked dragging her mouth over his dick for the last time. "Sorry," he said with a smile, "Didn't realise she got you so hot and bothered..." Jean scowled but there was a hint of amusement at the corners of her mouth and a newfound spark had entered her eyes. Scott didn't need to be a mind-reader to know she was thinking about a threesome. Scott would be lying if he said he wasn't up for it.
Instead he didn't answer with words and simply grabbed her hips again, and slammed into her pussy again. He groped her boobs as he fucked her once more. His erect penis not giving up for a moment as it pounded her. "You've got a lot more stamina than I remember," Jean gasped out. "See, the phoenix isn't so bad," Scott replied. "No," she replied as her eyes rolled into the back of her head with another orgasm, "I guess it's not."
It took a lot of effort for Jean to get Scott to cum but after a lot of 'experiments' that would have shamed Beast and Agent Brand, she managed the impossible. Being fucked upside down against the wall while dressed as the black queen of the Hellfire club Jean finally felt Scott finish inside her, and it brought such relief. She was beginning to fear he could last forever. "I hope you've still got some energy left Summers," a voice laughed from the doorway, "I've heard you two puppies want to try a bit of three-player mode..." Emma announced.
