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Taunting Repartee
Chapter Twenty One
Magneto stool a quick glance at Anna through the rear-view mirror as they continued driving down Bayville Ave. Nearly an hour had passed since they had fallen into silence. They both knew that he had driven them the long way around Bayville. And much to his surprise, Anna had kept silent the whole time. He let out a quiet sigh as he made a turn off of the road and onto a dirt road leading into the woods. The relaxed expression on her face slowly started to fade as she viewed her surroundings.
"Eric, where are we going?"she asked quietly as they drove further into the woods. He kept his gaze forward on the road, choosing not to give her an answer.
'At least not yet,' he thought to himself. 'Take a minute, my girl, and let your fears rise to the surface,' he thought. She turned to look at him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her facial expression: panic mixed with anxiety. 'Perfect,' he thought as he stopped the car. They were now in the middle of the woods. Even in the daylight, he couldn't see the road they had come from anyone.
"Eric?" she asked again as he turned to look at her.
"You don't recognize it?" he asked with a soft smile. He watched her expression shift slightly. 'I wonder if you know how much of an affect my smile has on you,' he thought as he continued to disarm her with his kind expression. She slowly shook her head no. "... We are a mile or so from the institute," he told her using the kindest tone he could mutter. "You could hardly explain your possession of Ms. Wilde's car. Someone will come later to retrieve it. For now, we're going to get out of sight and then fly the rest of the way back to the institute," he informed her.
"Oh," she said as she let out a sigh in relief. He smiled at her relieved expression. Despite claiming that she distrusted him, his girl was quick to believe his statement. It was an interesting paradox to her behavior that he enjoyed observing.
Unable to help himself he leaned towards her and ran his hand down the side of the her cheek. He watched her face brush, and her eyes widen slightly. She slowly moved her hand onto the seat-belt's buckle: no doubt attempting to free herself from its restraint. Using his powers he kept the button from releasing the seat belt. He suppressed the urge to chuckle as he heard her suck in a breath.
He could hear how shallow her breaths were becoming as he moved his fingers to run through her hair. He began to rub her scalp the same way he had yesterday. Her reaction was similar: her eyes slowly fluttered closed.
His stopped observing her for a moment as he surveyed the area: there was no one in sight.
'Why not?' he asked himself with a smirk as he turned his attention back to slightly aroused girl in front of him. Using his hand in her hair to turn her face towards him: he leaned forward placing his lips on her forehead. He heard her gasp as he placed his free hand on her right side: rubbing up and down her side. Barely a minute into the seduction and already her skin was warming to his touch: he could feel the heat her body was given off even through two layers of cloth.
'How long will it take you to admit that you never wish to live without this, I wonder? ... Or me, for that matter?' he asked Rogue in his thoughts. He chuckled at his own folly before he brought his lips to hers: closing his eyes. Addressing his thoughts to her had become a bad habit of his. He was almost certain that one day she would absorb him again and that when she did she would relive these memories from his point of view. He knew that his recollection of these events would fade, but she would remember his words forever.
Once he felt her participating in the kiss he grabbed at the hems of her shirts: pulling them out from under the seat-belt. He slipped his hand underneath her shirts, caressing her stomach: slowly working his way up to her breasts. He paused for a moment as he felt her hands on his cheek.
'Are you attempting to stop me?' he asked as he broke the kiss, and opened his eyes.
"What are we doing?" she asked staring into his eyes.
"Isn't it obvious?" he asked with a smile. He watched her take deep breaths: attempting to calm herself. 'I think not, Anna,' he thought as he moved his hand onto her cheek. He rubbed her skin with his thumb: counteracting her attempts to fight these feelings. 'I rather like you in this state,' he thought as his hand progressed onto her breast. She gasped, staring up at him with wide eyes. "Would you rather be doing something else?" he asked.
"That's not the point," she muttered breathlessly.
"Then what is?" he asked as he massaged her breast. His thumb rubbing over her nipple every few seconds was causing her to sharpy inhale. It took him a considerable amount of effort to not climb on top of her right then.
"You..." she started to say before pausing to take a deep breath. " ...You said that you... were taking me back to the institute," she uttered as she breathed deeply. The contractions of her breath was causing her breast to push against his hand every few seconds: a motion that did not go unnoticed by either of them.
"And I will," he promised staring into her eyes. "I gave you my word and I intend to keep it. However, for the moment I would like to enjoy this... and everything about your physical demeanor suggests that you would as well," he said before he leaned in and kissed her again. He could feel her resisting him: trying not to kiss back. His playfully bit her bottom lip and she gasped. Taking advantage of her open mouth he placed his lips on hers and pushed his tongue into her mouth. He danced circles around her tongue with his own causing her to moan softy. He removed his hand from her face and grabbed at the fingertips of one of her gloved hands: slipping it off. He then took her hand in his, caressing his skin with his fingers as he placed her hand in his hair.
He removed his lips from hers and slowly made his way down the side of her neck. He smirk against her skin as he kissed her neck softly: pleased that there was nothing blocking his access to her beautiful skin. She used to wear a black, spiked, collar around her neck, but after the incident in Charles office, a week ago, she slowly stopped putting it on. The metal on it must have reminded her of the collar he used to control her that night. 'Smart girl,' he thought as he slipped the glove off of her other hand. He heard her gaps as he bit her neck.
"E-Eric," she moaned. "...I... I- I should- shouldn't... do this" she gasped.
"We have had this conversation before, my girl," he uttered against her neck as he placed her other hand in his hair. "I usual get my way and you are rarely unsatisfied with the results," he said as he pushed her back against the her seat. He moved from his seat onto hers. There was nearly enough room. He actually had to open the passenger side door and put one of his feet on the dirt ground in order to keep from crushing her: he had his other leg kneeling on her seat, in between her legs. He broke contact with her neck and slipped his hand out from under her shirt as he released the button of the seat-belt. He took her hands in his and lowered them to her lap. They both watched the seat-belt move off her body.
"Eric, what are we doing?" she asked as her eyes made contact with his.
"You've asked that question already," he said.
"I know," she muttered, gasping as he pushed his knee up against her groin. "Stop that," she exclaimed as she pressed her hand against his knee: attempting to push it away from her.
"Do you honestly wish for me to stop?" he asked as he ran his hand down the side of her face. "Or are you acting upon some misguided notion of right and wrong?"
"Misguided? How?" she asked. He had not expected to be stuck in this position for more than a few moments, and already it hurt his body to maintain this awkward posture.
'I should have waited until I had you back in our bedroom,' he thought as he shift his body slightly attempting to get more comfortable. Unfortunately, she misinterpreted the movement.
"Eric, I said no," she yelled as she pushed on his knee again. She managed to push his knee a few inches; which was all that was needed for him to lose his balance. He quickly caught himself and stepped out of the car before he fell onto her. He watched her swiftly moved out of the car: closing the door behind her.
"I was not attempting to force myself on you," he said as he regained his footing. She snorted as she crossed her arms over her chest. His eyes flashed with rage at her reaction. "Yes, I have manipulated you into sexual activities. But every time you have explicitly said no I have compiled. I would never rape you," he screamed. The fact that he had to say it aloud angered him beyond belief. She knew him better than other person alive. She knew his character, everything about his past. He was capable of many horrendous things, but raping her was not one of them.
He watched as she cast her gaze away from his. "Search that memory of yours if you don't believe me," he said dryly.
"...Eric, I... I know you would never rape me," she said slowly. "Just-" she started to say before she stopped mid-sentence. He watched her facial expression changed rapidly; fear, sorrow, disbelief, amusement... a long sigh.
'What is going on in that head of your, Anna?' he asked. "Yes," he asked curiously aloud as he took a step towards her.
"...You insult my morals calling them misguided. Why?," she asked as she looked up at him. "Because I won't have sex with you?" she asked with a short laugh. "Even through I want to," she said as she rolled her eyes, "... I think it would be stupid o- No... I know it has been stupid of me. I should have stuck with you not being allowed to touch me. I should have never let you hold me that night. Ever since all you've done is try to get back into bed with you. And yeah... it's worked a couple of times... That's something I'm not proud of," she said softly glancing away from him.
'And now?' he asked Rogue's future self as he watched her take a deep breath. He took her silence as a chance to get closer, advancing another step towards her.
"I know what you're trying to do to me. Your tactics," she said with disgust as she made eye contact. "You've stated them already. You want me to value our relationship more than any other relationship in my life. So, that I'd be willing to leave and be with you," she said. He watched her pause, taking a deep breath as she leaned back against the car. She crossed her arms over her chest as she looked up at him.
"My morals are misguided because I don't want you to succeed in that... But you," Rogue said in disgust. "You're willing to blackmail me: threaten my family: kidnap other members of my family. Not to mention kidnapping and holding me captive... I know what you've done in the past. You're okay with murder as long as the ends justify the means... But rape, out of all the morals to follow, that's the one and only thing you're truly against... My morals are misguided?" she asked incredulously. "Please explain how my morals are more fucked up than yours," she said.
"That is not what I said," he said as he took a step towards her. 'Of course you were correct,' he added in his mind as he took another step towards her. Her eyes widened for a moment.
"But it's what you implied," she said as she took a step forward, away from the car. "I'm against us having sex because my morals are misguided," she said again as she turned her body to the her right, and started to back away from him. "But you're the one advocating for us to have sex. If your judgment of the situation is supposed to be superior to mine than that means your morals are less misguided. If that ain't the case then why the hell would we listen to yours over mine," she finished yelling at him.
'Because I am the captor and you are my mine to do with as I please,' he thought with a smirk as he walked towards her. He had a feeling she wouldn't approve of that thought. She took a step back away from him. He saw her eyes shift for a moment back and forth, glancing around her. 'No, my girl, there was no one around to aid you,' he thought.
"Anna, we could start an argument over our differing ideologies, or-"
"I thought I didn't have an ideology yet," she said with attitude as she recrossed her arms over her chest. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"In terms of mutant, human relationships. But a individual's ideology is so much more than an opinion on one solitary issue. An ideology is the accumulation of every thought... every feeling a person has ever had, and every influence that has played a part in shaping the person that they are to become," he finished as he watched her eyes become distant.
"No wonder yours is so fucked up," she muttered as she stared at the ground. He had no idea what thought, or image she was viewing from his past, and he was quite sure that he did not want to know. For the first time this month he was grateful that he, himself, did not possess an eclectic memory. He could not imagine the burden of being able to view his past at his own digression. The torment she must undergoes every day...
"...Indeed," he agreed. He looked down at her with pity in his eyes.
"... Look, can we just go back to the mansion now?" she asked as she hugged herself. "Please?" she asked as her eyes made contact with his.
"Alright," he said as he walked up to her.
"I need to get my bag. It's in the car," she said. He nodded as he used his powers to open up the doors. She turned to look at the car, and took a step forward, but hesitated. "The zipper...It's made of metal," she said as she looked up at him with fear in her eyes. Searching with his powers he located the bag in question. "Could you just," she started to ask as he lifted the bag up and out of the car. She stopped asking her question as soon as she saw her backpack. "Thanks," she said as she grabbed it out of the air.
"Your welcome," he uttered as he watched her put on the backpack.
Twenty minutes later Magneto watched Rogue open the door to their bedroom. He followed in behind her, using his powers to close the door behind him. He watched her walk over to the bed and sit down. She glanced up at him as she reached down to take off her shoes.
"So, now wh-" Rogue's question was interrupted by the sound of Green sleeves. He used his powers to pull his cell phone out of his jacket pocket. He opened it up and placed it to his ear.
"Yes?" Magneto asked.
"Sir," Emma Frost said, "You asked to be informed about a half and hour before everything was in place," she said.
"I did," he agreed in a hushed voice. "And is it?" he asked as he watched Anna take off her boots.
"Yes, sir," she answered.
"Good," he said. "You know what to do," he ordered.
"Yes, sir," Emma replied before he lowered the phone: closed it and put it back in his pocket.
"What's going on?" Rogue asked. "What's in place?" she asked.
'Of course you were able to hear her half way across the room,' he thought to himself slightly annoyed. "I have an errand to run," he said. "An errand that you interrupted with your car ride," he said. She opened her mouth to speak. "I understand that earlier it was not your intention to keep me from my obligations, but any questions you ask now will be. I can not afford to be late, not today. So, let's try this again. You will agree to stay in this room until it is time for dinner. You will go downstairs, you will eat dinner. Then you will excuse yourself after you have finished eating, saying you have much homework to do. You will come back to this room and you will not leave it for any reason. You will wait for me to return." he said.
'Try to find a loop-hole to exploit from that, my girl,' he thought as he walked up to the bed.
"Do you agree to my terms?" he asked as he looked down at her.
"Since I don't have a choice," she said as she looked up at him annoyed. He smirked. "Yeah, I agree to them," she said.
"Good," he said with a smile as he leaned down and kissed her. His hand went to her cheek and he tilted her head up, giving him a more comfortable angle for the kiss.
After a few seconds she pulled back slightly against his hand. He let her: breaking the kiss.
"You're gonna be late. I ain't letting you blame me for that," she said. He chuckled at her comment. "You should go," she said breathlessly as she stared into her eyes.
"Yes, I should," he said before he gave her one last peck on the lips. He stood up, slowly sliding his hand off of her face. With a sigh he backed away from her and out of the room. Magneto walked up to the elevator and waited for it to open.
He didn't have to wait long.
It opened immediately to reveal a young woman standing within. The young woman had long purple hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a pink tank top, and blue jeans. Elizabeth Braddock was another one of the telepaths he had working for him.
'An intelligent young girl when she is not confronted with too many tasks at a time,' he thought to himself.
"Magneto," she said with a slight nod in her soft British accent.
"Ms. Braddock, where are Ms. Gray and Mystique?" he asked.
"Jean just returned home from school. She is in her bedroom engaging in school work. Emma returned Mystique to Xavier's office some time ago," she reported.
"Have them both go to Cerbro. It's time," he said.
"Yes, sir," Elizabeth said as the elevator door started to close. He turned to go. "...Sir," she said quietly.
"Yes?" he asked he stopped the door from closing.
"I- I," Elizbeth started to say.
"Have there been any other incidences?" he asked annoyed as he stared down at the girl. He did not have time to listen to nonsense.
"No," she said quickly finding her voice again. "No, sir. Not since this morning. I just wanted to apologize for my clumsiness. Mystique should never had gotten to the school, or spoken to Rogue," she said daring to look up into his eyes.
"No, she should not have," he said darkly. He watched her drop his gaze. "Do not let it happen again," he order.
"Yes, sir. Of course not sir," she said quickly as he used his powers to close the elevator door.
'...Children,' he thought to himself, 'they frighten so easily,' he thought as he turned to walk back the way he had came. He looked at the door to Rogue's room longingly. 'If only I had waited until I had her back here,' he thought to himself irate. 'She would be asleep, and I would be satisfied for the duration,' he thought as he walked into the room across from Rogue's. He walked up to the wardrobe and opened it to see his uniform hanging up. 'Instead my girl will be contemplating my actions for the rest of the afternoon,' he thought as he pulled his uniform off of the hanger. '...It should make for an interesting conversation... Your speculation usually does, Anna,' he thought with a smirk as he moved to get dressed.
Six hours later Magneto returned to the institute satisfied with the days events. Everything was in place for tomorrow, and then for the day after that. In only two more days all of his plans would come to fruition.
'That is when my work will truly begin,' he thought to himself as he opened the door to his and Rogue's room slowly. He peered in to see her spread out on the bed: with a textbook open across her chest. He smiled. The girl had fallen asleep waiting for him to return. He sauntered into the room as quietly as he could, trying not to wake her. However, his attempts were in vain as he watched her eyes flutter open.
"Eric?" she muttered as she opened her eye more fully.
"Yes, my girl," he answered as he watched her sit up: pushing the textbook to the side. "Did you get any reading done?" he asked.
"Half the textbook," she said. "Ask me anything about world history before the year seventeen-hundred, and I'll probably know it," she said as she looked at him warningly: obviously noticing his change in attire.
"King Louis the fourteenth was?" he asked as he took off his helmet.
"King of France. He had the longest reign in European history: 1643 to 1715," she answered.
"Impressive," he said with a smirk as he walked further into the room.
"Not really, anyone can memorize facts... Something happened today," she said changing the subject. "... Something that everyone's gonna remember," she said slowly. "What was it?" she asked. He smirked as he looked down at her.
"I would love to answer your questions, Anna. I really would. But I've been in a sewer for over three hours," he informed her.
"A sewer?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, a sewer, and I smell as one would expect. If you will excuse me I'm going to go shower. I don't particularly wish to touch anything at the moment. Would you mind?" he asked as he used his powers to open the draw that had his clothes in it.
"Yeah, sure," she said as she got off of the bed and reached into the dresser.
'And here I was under the impression that you would unwilling to help me,' he thought with a smirk as he watched her walk across the room and into the bathroom with a pile of clothes.
"I put them on the sink," she said as she walked out of the bathroom.
"Thank you," he said.
"Your welcome," she said as she backed away from him. "Look, dinner wasn't really that fulling, and I've been stuck in here for the past three hours. Could I go downstairs and get something to eat?" she asked. He could help but chuckle.
'So, that is why you helped. To exchange one favor for another. That's my girl,' he thought to himself. "I have not eaten anything all day," he informed her firmly as he walked towards the bathroom.
"Why didn't you eat anything today?" she asked as he turned to glance at her. A moment after she asked the question her eyes widened. "Oh," she said quietly as she sat down on the bed. "I'll wait," she said as picked the textbook back up.
"Yes, you will," he said as he walked into the bathroom.
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