[Author's note: It's been so long; I forgot about this story. My apologies to anyone who wanted an ending to this story in the last 5 years. Hopefully better late than never.]
Scott awoke to a blaring klaxon and flashing red lights. He cast aside the electrodes from Xavier's neuro-conduit array and sprung to his feet. He knew what must be happening. "Where are they?"
"The Danger Room. Take this," Xavier said, tossing a syringe over to Scott. He caught it and took only a second to ponder its contents.
"You knew he was going to be trouble."
"I took a wild guess. Now go!" Xavier said. He could feel the psychic shockwaves of the Phoenix growing stronger. Clearly, the drugs he pumped into Jean weren't enough. He focused a message to the X-Men. Report to the Danger Room. We have an emergency unlike anything you've ever encountered.
Her fingers grasped and pulled on Logan's thick hair as he ate her pussy. She was so energetic and responsive – he almost came with her on several occasions. He felt her breathing in and building up to another orgasm, and he grinned. She screamed out and pulsed her psychic ecstasy against the shielded walls of the Danger Room, where it echoed back and washed over them again and again. Taking it all in, Logan slowly pulled away. He licked his lips as he spoke, "Face the wall, darlin'. It's time."
She floated up from the floor, gracefully turning to the wall and bringing her feet to the floor. She looked back with fire in her eyes and lust in her smile. "No mercy, Logan. I'll certainly show none to you." Then Phoenix bent down towards the wall and spread her legs, presenting to the beast behind her.
Logan was too enraptured by the moment to turn when he heard the door open behind him. Who else could it be? "Get lost, three-eyes. You can have what's left of her when I'm done."
Logan grabbed Phoenix by the waist and gave her a strong slap on the ass. He pressed his cock up to her soaked pussy as he felt a sharp sting in his neck. Falling back with a roar, he pulled the syringe free and lashed out helplessly behind him. Scott wrapped a chokehold around Logan and pressed him down to the floor. Fury flooded the Wolverine as he weakly resisted, his claws slowly extracting, his vision fading, the drugs winning. In seconds he fell to the floor, unconscious, angry, and horny.
Phoenix looked back again, wondering why she wasn't being savagely fucked. She saw her chosen mate drooling on the ground and that weakling unzipping his suit. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked, her words dripping with hate, her psyche towering powerfully over his.
"I'm taking back what's mine. Nobody fucks that body but me." He pulled his suit off of his shoulders, pulling it down to expose his cock. He met her gaze with unflinching conviction as he took Logan's place behind her.
"You're not man enough for Jean, let alone me," she spat. She raised her rear to accommodate her new partner, taunting him with her powerful sexuality. She smiled as she faced the wall again. "Why don't you go ahead and prove it?"
Scott took hold of her waist and braced himself. Win or lose, he was going to enjoy this.
"Can you explain the situation again, Professor?" Colossus was nobody's fool, but such a bizarre emergency warranted another explanation.
"It's very simple. Jean's been overtaken by an immensely powerful psychic personality called Phoenix that I caged in her mind two decades ago. She needs to be contained and in order to do so Scott has to sexually overwhelm her, to satisfy her so thoroughly that she sinks back into the recesses of Jean's mind. That's what's happening in there right now."
"Makes sense to me," Storm said, nodding.
McCoy agreed, "But what does this have to do with us? I don't think we're prepared to … confront … Phoenix as a team."
"Scott needs our help, but not like that. I'm convinced that he can do this if we can nullify Phoenix's psychic powers. And I have a program in the Danger Room that can do that."
The X-Men stood silent for a moment, realizing what Xavier was telling them to do. Nightcrawler let loose a laugh and put his hand on Colossus's shoulder. "Come now, my friends. Let's not be such prudes. Just try not to be distracted by the hot sex, yes?"
Scott rhythmically drove himself into Phoenix. He felt her passion and her pleasure seeping from her mind, just like he would with Jean. But he focused instead on the strength and the power of the sex; how he was in control, bringing her to orgasm and not the other way around. Her soft moans emboldened him, and he pushed himself harder and faster into her.
Phoenix infiltrated his senses. He felt her kissing his neck, caressing his chest, whispering into his ear. She toyed with him, teasing his ego with gentle encouragement, pushing him away from his place of power and back into the joy and the rapture. Back to where she had complete control.
Scott … Oh God, I'm cumming … Scott!
"Stop it!" he screamed. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back, forcing her upright. Then he pushed her further up against the wall, his chest against her back, his lips to her ear. "I'll make you say all of that, and mean it."
"Is that an empty promise, or an empty threat?" she whispered back.
The Danger Room broke their tense moment with an ominous announcement. "New program loaded. Encounter three-four-two epsilon beginning. Prepare for Void Sentinels. Good luck."
Scott and Phoenix both looked up to the control booth. Xavier looked back at them and spoke into the microphone, "Your team is here to help you, Scott. Stay focused on your objective, they'll take care of the rest."
The door opened, and X-Men poured into the Danger Room. Everyone shared an uncomfortable glance, which was only broken by the sound of a terrible mechanical voice.
"Mutants detected. Psychic void field enabled. Destroy on sight."
"What!" Phoenix yelled, realizing the gravity of the situation. She lashed out in anger, but she only flailed in impotent rage. Her powers failed her, nullified by the simulated Sentinels.
Scott needed only a moment to understand what was happening. He pulled away from Phoenix and turned her around, locking eyes with her. "Relax," he said, pulling her legs up to his waist and pushing his cock into her. Her eyes widened with amazement as his hips nailed her to the wall.
Sounds of battle echoed in the back of his mind as Scott fucked Phoenix. He couldn't turn his attention to the struggles behind him. Stripped of her powers, Phoenix fell into Scott's embrace. She started taking panicked breaths, emitting soft moans, fumbling into ecstasy. A wave rushed over her and she came despite herself, screaming out for all to hear. Scott grinned with confidence – he was only getting started.
He lowered himself, and her with him, to the floor. He lied back and sat her up, cupping her breasts as she instinctively rode him, gyrating her hips against his cock. Phoenix's passion took over, and she ran her hands over herself, taking in the sensations and savoring every bit of it, completely oblivious to the battle against the Void Sentinels surrounding her.
Scott, enjoying a few moments of lucidity between bouts of passion, took notice of the struggle his comrades fought on his behalf. He counted at least 4 of them. Storm fried a Sentinel's circuits when it got too close to him and Phoenix. It crashed to the ground, and he felt Phoenix's psychic presence again. She didn't notice, too preoccupied with an impending orgasm, gasping and moaning in sync with her own motions.
The next few moments passed in a blur. Scott only heard pained screams from his team and the deafening destruction of the Sentinels, but what he felt from Phoenix was far more important. Her powers were returning. All the pleasure and sensations burst forth from her mind, stirring erotic sensations in everyone around her. He stole a glimpse of the fight behind him, and saw a Sentinel – the last Sentinel – reaching out to crush him. Instinctively, he opened his visor and shot a powerful blast through the sentinel, destroying it in an instant.
Her powers fully unleashed, Phoenix flooded the Danger Room with a deep, passionate orgasm, sharing it with all of the X-Men. Completely overcome by her presence, they all climaxed from the constant stream of collateral pleasure. Scott came deep inside of her, losing all sense of time and space. A woman's exasperated voice filled the void in his mind.
"Scott … Oh God, I'm cumming … Scott!"
It was an uncomfortable morning for the X-Men after the night in the Danger Room. They all gathered for coffee and tea in the basement, away from the school. None of them wanted to mention the events of the previous night.
Wolverine groggily entered the room, instinctively getting a cup of coffee. He grabbed a seat at the table, not even noticing the stares he got from everyone else. As he took a few sips, he noticed the piercing stares all around him. He didn't remember a thing about last night, which usually means he did something wrong. "What? What happened?"
Xavier decided that now was as good a time as any to break the ice. "You missed the orgy, Logan."