Chapter 3
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Ororo and Forge had just finished eating a wonderful lunch on top of the roof.
Ororo loved being there. She was able to relax and enjoy the sights and sounds of nature, without having to use her powers.
Not that she did not enjoy being the resident "Weather Witch", but when she used her powers for extended periods, she would become lethargic due to the abundant energy use.
The upside of burning so much energy was that Ororo could eat just about whatever she wanted without the concern of gaining weight. Just half an hour of moderate usage could burn a days worth of calories.
However, those were not the thoughts going through Ororo's mind at the moment.
While letting the gentle breeze caress her face and body, she kept replaying the conversation she had with the Professor.
He had posed a legitimate question, one to which she did not have an answer.
What would Forge say if he found out that she and Logan had slept in the same bed together on multiple occasions?
Why had she never considered the scenario?
Why did she not care if he DID find out?
The only person she had considered in all of this was Scott.
Scott and Logan did not get along for various reasons. Number one reason being Jean of course.
Scott knew Jean loved him, but he could tell she liked Logan flirting with her. He even started giving her a taste of her own medicine by encouraging Emma's flirting with him.
But things started getting out of hand.
Emma was not playing jealousy games…she was playing for keeps.
If anyone believed she was capable of true love, then Scott was it for her.
She almost had him too.
Emma was well aware of her sexual prowess and she pulled out all the stops. Scott came so close to making the biggest mistake of his life, but Jean did not let him fall from grace.
It may not have been how they expected it to go, but in the end the result was the same.
Jean and Scott lost their virginity to one another, and Emma was left out on the cold.
Logan was furious with Scott for how far he let things go with Emma.
No matter how much he flirted with Jean, he never, ever took it to that level. He really cared for Jean, and the thought that Scott would do that to her over the likes of Emma…
Scott was always ragging on Logan when he lost control, or his bad manners, and he certainly did not like him being best friends with Ro. However, Scott did give Logan credit where credit was due. He respected Logan's abilities as a fighter and team member. He also recognized that Logan was hard-working and loyal to those who earned it.
Forge, on the other hand, was just down right nasty to Logan.
He would put him down and belittle him in front of everyone.
Not that Logan cared what anyone thought, but that was not the point.
Logan was always down on himself, thinking himself unworthy of the most basic happiness. He certainly did not need Forge confirming what he already thought of himself.
He would tell Logan that he should feel privileged that a girl like Ororo would even be friends with the likes of him.
That she was into charity work, so he guessed being friends with Logan was her current project.
That Logan was jealous because in his wildest dreams he would never, ever be able to get someone like Ororo to love him.
But Forge was wrong.
She loved Logan dearly.
He was her friend.
Her eyes shot open as realization dawned on her.
She loved Logan more than Forge!
Maybe not the "Gone in the Wind" kind of love, but…
In that moment, she realized that she was "in love" with being the idea of being with Forge.
Ororo loved that when her friends went out on dates with their boyfriends, she would not be the third wheel, or have to sit home alone.
Or more embarrassing, having to spend the evening with the Professor, enjoying "father/daughter" time so she would not be alone.
She loved that she had someone to give her flowers.
She loved that she could walk hand and hand with him through the grounds.
She loved how they would walk through the halls with his arm slung over her shoulder.
The jealous whispers from the older girls that Ororo was dating Forge the Magnificent and how lucky she was.
Regardless of anything else, there was no denying that Forge was a "god" in his own right.
Tall and lean with a muscular build.
A strong angular face, deep set dark eyes, with thick, long lashes and full, beautiful lips.
Glossy, thick, midnight black hair that fell just below his shoulders, he was smart and athletic.
A girl's dream.
And Scott's best friend.
But…
What she absolutely did NOT love was his cockiness.
He was mean and rude to Logan.
She could not count how many times she and Forge had argued over some cruel thing he had said or done to Logan.
He was a consummate ass-kisser.
She knew all the students respected the Professor and Dr. McCoy, but Forge took it to a whole other level…an annoying one.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the large hand that was previously caressing her stomach, now making its way up to under her breast. Ororo caught his hand in an iron grip and tried to sit up.
"Forge, what do you think you are doing?" she asked incredulously.
He leaned in to nuzzle her neck while trying to move his hand again.
"Relax, Ro. I just want to make you feel you good."
He pressed a hot open mouthed kiss to her neck, slowly making his way to her jaw. His hand had now made its way to just under the swell of her breast.
Ororo began squirming under his ministrations. "Forge, I do not think this is a good idea…"
Forge had now eased one leg over the both of hers, effectively holding her steady.
He was now leaving open-mouthed kisses at the top opening of her shirt and he was grinding his growing erection against her thigh.
"Calm down Ororo." he crooned softly into her ear. "Don't worry, no one can see us. I just relax and enjoy. And you…" he took her one hands and held it against his crotch.
"And you can make me feel good too." The last part being followed by a groan as he started grinding his erection into Ororo's palm.
His other hand had made its way to her breast, where he was caressing her and pinching her nipples.
Ororo could not hide her body's natural response to his advances, but she was conflicted as well.
She had just listed all the things she did not like about him, yet she was getting turned on by his caresses.
Then she thought about all the things she did like, and how lucky she was to have a guy like him interested in her.
How many girls would kill to be here with him like this?
Maybe it was OK.
All their clothes were on and they were just kissing and touching.
What was the harm in enjoying it?
Until…
His hand traveled back down south to settle on the button of her jeans.
Ororo felt herself tense when he began to play with the closure.
He had also moved her hand to the button on his pants.
Her heart was beginning to beat faster.
The wind had picked up, but Forge was so into what he was doing, he failed to notice.
Before she could voice her protest, he undid her pants and tried to slide his hand inside.
Ororo began to struggle against him.
She was not OK with him being inside her pants.
He let out a frustrated groan when she tugged her hand out of his grip and sat up.
Forge fell onto his back and covered his eyes with his arm.
"Ro, why did you stop me?" he whined.
"Why did I stop you? What do you mean WHY DID I STOP YOU? Did you actually think I was going to have sex with you on the roof of the school" She yelled.
Forge took his arm down and had a look of hope in his eyes. "Well, we can go to my room if you want?"
Ororo gave him an exasperated look and closed her eyes.
He cannot be serous, she thought.
Then he spoke again. "Your room then?" he asked almost innocently.
Goddess, he WAS serious!
Ororo's eyes flashed white with anger, causing Forge to back away from her.
"No, I do not want to go have sex with you in your room, nor in mine! I do not want to have sex with you anywhere. What gave you the idea that I was ready to have sex?" she said with undisguised disgust.
Forge ran a rough hand down his face.
He knew he needed to diffuse this situation before she started unleashing the elements on him.
He did not need Scott or the Professor finding out about this.
Time for damage control.
She was young, naïve and trusting. With the right words, she would be putty in his hands.
Child's play.
"Ororo, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to force anything on you. It's just, you looked so beautiful lying there. I couldn't help myself. Being with you makes me crazy, but in a good way. I can't believe how lucky I am to be with you. Forgive me please. I'm a guy, and sometimes we just act with our hormones and not our brains. I promise, it won't happen again. I love you, and I'll wait for you forever if I have to."
Ororo took in his glassy eyes and his sad face.
Maybe he really was sorry.
She knew he was not a virgin, so it was probably hard for him to abstain all this time.
She recalled the girl talk she had with Rogue about how Remy had a hard time behaving himself until she was ready.
Maybe she was being too hard on Forge.
He did apologize.
And how sweet was it of him to put his urgings aside and wait until she was ready.
She knew from some of the other girls that all guys were not like that. They would dump them and find a girl who would put out.
She suddenly felt bad about all the things she had thought about him.
She had judged him too harshly.
After all, no one was perfect.
"It is alright, Forge. I know it must be hard for you, but I appreciate you willing to wait until I am ready. As soon as I am, I shall let you know." she offered him a smile and a sweet kiss on the cheek.
She looked down at her watch and noticed the time.
"Oh, I am sorry, but I must take my leave. I promised to help a friend with a project, and I am late. I shall see you later."
And with that, she took to the skies to go find Logan.
Once Ororo was out of sight, Forge slammed his fist into the rooftop. "Damn!" he mumbled to himself.
If she wasn't Scott's "sister" and Charles "daughter" he would dump her right now.
That's what I get for messing with little girls, he thought to himself.
He was telling the truth when he said she drove him crazy.
Ororo was a hot piece of ass and he knew she was a virgin.
No amount of girls he fucked, or touchdowns he made on the field, would measure up to him taking Ro's virginity.
He would be the fucking man!
Not only that, but his relationship with her would give him an "in" with Scott and the Professor.
Scott and Ororo were already the official leaders of the newly formed X-Men, and Scott was Charles' right hand man.
If he stayed with Ororo and married her, he would be equally entitled.
Charles was well-known and respected all over the world.
Forge observed the respect other leaders in business or otherwise showed Scott and Ororo when they were introduced as Charles' successors.
Every door imaginable would be open to him.
Patience, he told himself.
He had a way with the ladies, and Ororo was not immune to his charms.
He would have her. But for now…
Forge looked down and sighed.
Now he needed to go take care of the raging hard-on she left him with.
"Thanks a lot, Ro."