Emma's grin was uncontrollable. She was lying on the bed, her hair matted from sweat and the previous night's activities, and her body was aching in a wonderful way. "I could get used to that you know."

Jean rolled onto her side and stared at the blonde. "You realize you have the biggest grin on your face."

"I know. It's ridiculous. I can't remember a time that I couldn't stop smiling."

Jean leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I like when you smile. It suits you."

"You suit me…"

"I wouldn't ever think that you would be so receptive to being, well, submissive."

"It's hard to argue with you while you have me pinned and are nibbling on my earlobe."

Jean laughed, "So I noticed."

"Are you sure I can't change your mind about our plans for today?" Emma asked while tracing circles on Jean's exposed hip.

"I think if you tried hard enough, I could be convinced to linger in bed a little while longer. But we did promise to show up at the pool today. Our friends are waiting on us to soak in some sun."

"Some sun, but perhaps we could be a little late." Emma threw Jean her best mischievous look and projected her ideas of what their afternoon could entail.

"Emma, I love how you think."

Emma rolled over on top of the redhead and began nipping at her neck. "You must realize that I will not be submissive all of the time…"

"I…really…OH…didn't believe…that…mmmm…."

Jean's thought was cut off as Emma claimed her lips and began to act out every thought she was sharing.

Meanwhile the other group of women were lingering around the hotel's pool. Betsy was actively engaging Diana in a conversation about Amazons while the others politely listened.

"Diana, really, how strong are you?"

The dark haired Amazon shrugged, "I don't know. Pretty strong though."

"Arm wrestle me."

"What?" Diana asked laughing.

"Seriously, walk over to a small table with me and let me arm wrestle you."

"Betsy, you won't beat me."

"I know, but I am curious to see how strong you really are."

"You won't get an accurate gauge that way. I don't want to hurt you."

Betsy chuckled, "Well I would appreciate you not putting my arm through the table, but I want to see if I can at least make you budge."

Diana smiled and the two women sat up on their chairs and walked over to a small table. Helena, Dinah, Shayera, and Ororo walked over to join them. Betsy put her elbow down and offered her hand. Diana just shook her head and placed her hand into Betsy's.

"Ok, Diana, I'm ready. You?"

"Go ahead, but you won't win."

Betsy grinned and immediately leaned in and began pushing with all her might. Diana's hand didn't budge.

"Good Lord!" Betsy exclaimed while exerting everything she had.

The other women chuckled as Betsy grunted trying like hell to get Diana's hand to move at least an inch.

"Guys, some help here please…" Betsy laughed.

Storm approached the pair and placed her hand over the pair's and began pulling. Still Diana's hand didn't budge. Diana laughed. "I told you I was strong."

"I see that." Betsy grunted again.

Helena and Dinah put their hands into the fray and pulled along with the X-Men. Both spread their legs into a better stance to try and get leverage, and still nothing. Diana's hand didn't move.

"Are you even exerting yourself at all?" Helena laughed.

"Not really." Diana replied.

"Guys, you are not going to beat her." Shayera laughed.

"No shit Sherlock. Why don't you help us?" Dinah squealed.

"Stop this silliness. There is only one person here who can beat Diana at this, and it isn't the four of you."

"Really? You think you can beat Diana in arm wrestling Shayera?" Storm questioned.

Shayera shrugged, "I know that I am the only one. And I won't need help to do it either. Move."

Betsy and the other women let go of Diana's hand and Shayera sat down across from the Amazon. Diana smiled, "Shayera, love, you can't beat me either."

"We'll see. Give me your hand."

Diana chuckled but offered her hand to her girlfriend. Shayera adjusted her grip. "Are you ready Diana?"

"Do your worst."

Shayera leaned in and propped her boobs up on the table, exposing the tops of her breasts that were barely being held in by her bikini. She reached across the table with her free hand and lightly touched Diana's chest, throwing her a naughty smile, and licking her lips. Diana's eyes went wide at the distraction and Shayera pressed the advantage pushing Diana's hand down in defeat. Shayera laughed at her victory as did the other women. Diana sat stunned for a minute, and then leapt up from her seat. She scooped Shayera up and carried her to the edge of the pool. She unceremoniously dropped her girlfriend into the water. Shayera surfaced sputtering and laughing as Diana stood over her with a mock glare. Her lips curved into a small smile, and she leaned over the edge.

"You cheated."

"I did not. I beat you in arm wrestling. Not my fault you got distracted. It was so easy to do too!"

Diana was just about to reply when she heard the canary cry and a sonic wave hit her in the back toppling her forward into the water. The others roared as Diana fell into the pool most ungracefully. Helena turned and grabbed Dinah and tossed her over her shoulder and ran to the water and jumped in with Dinah squirming the whole way. Betsy and Storm chuckled and looked at each other.

"Don't get ideas Betsy. You will go in before I do." Storm warned while smiling.

"You aren't a telepath. You have no idea what I was thinking."

"You won't get me in there."

Betsy laughed and lunged to try and grab the weather witch. Suddenly her hair started whipping up flowing in the opposite direction that she was trying to move. Storm's eyes were grayed over and the wind was pushing incessantly against Betsy's body. The purple haired woman struggled to take a step forward but ended up getting swept up in a whirlwind. The moment she was over the pool, the wind stopped and Betsy found herself under the water. Storm barely had a moment to laugh before she felt a force pushing her towards the pool as well. She looked across the way and saw Emma and Jean grinning. Jean was holding one of Emma's hands and had her other raised, telekinetically moving her best friend towards the edge.

"This isn't fair Jean!" Ororo howled before finding herself landing next to Betsy. Emma squeezed Jean's hand and sighed.

"I'd rather not go in the water right now if you don't mind. Besides darling, there are far more other interesting ways to make me wet."

Jean blushed immediately, and leaned over to kiss her companion. Just before their lips met Emma's eyes narrowed and she transitioned into her diamond form. It was just in time before an optic blast hit her in the side and she tumbled, letting go of Jean's hand. Jean immediately threw up a psionic shield around Emma and turned to face the offender.

"Scott…"

A/N: The seven day stretch at work is over! Woohoo! Anyways, let me know if you liked this little ditty leading to a square off. God, why are exes so annoying?