Title: Envy (part 1)
Fandom: X-Men Universe comics / movies
Pairing: Jean G./Emma F.
Rating: R
Notes: Life is a Beach.
Hey readers thanks for the support, comments, PMs, and patience. I'll be focusing on finishing this story for the time being. Enjoy. I'll be posting every few days until this one is finished.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I do love them.
Logan places his hand on Jean's arm as he drives his supped up Trans Am Convertible down Hampton Boulevard. Jean is startled and turns to him with a soft smile.
"You alright there, Red seems like you got something on your mind. I'm no match for Ororo or Chuck but I know how to keep my mouth shut and listen." Logan says to her.
Jean places her hand on his. "I'm fine. It's just nice to get be away from the mansion. I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude."
Logan laughs. "Aww come on Jeanie, you know I'm just happy having you with me. We could ride this whole trip without talkin and I'd still be a happy man." He says giving her arm a gentle squeeze.
"Thanks." Jean says as she leans over and kisses him on the cheek. He practically blushes as he takes in a nervous breath. Jean giggles as she watches him. "Look at the big bad Wolverine being bashful."
Logan turns to her with a soft yet serious expression on his face. "Jean, you know there's nothing I wouldn't do for you, right? I just really need you to know that. I mean I know we're taking things slow and all, but I just need you to know how much you mean to me."
Jean brings his hand up to her mouth and kisses it. "I know James. I know."
He continues staring at her lovingly when an alluring smile appears on her face. His eyes are glued on her lips. She giggles. "Eyes on the road, cutie."
He furrows his brow. "Huh?" She points to the sharp curve ahead. He quickly puts both hands on the wheel to keep the car steady. "Oh, thanks, I mean, I had it."
She laughs. "Uh huh." As she smiles giving his thigh a few pats then turning to watch the passing trees again.
Jean's body may have been in the car but her mind was miles away. In spite of what she told him, she wasn't fine at all. The redhead had been a nervous wreck ever since she left the cafeteria the day before.
Truthfully she didn't mean to look directly into Emma's eyes, but she couldn't help it. It had been an entire month since the incident in the blonde's office and to her surprise and relief Emma hadn't tried to communicate with her at all. Not even telepathically.
She had been subtly keeping tabs on the blonde in her own way, but she hadn't expected to be completely cut off from her. Of course it wasn't a bad thing that Emma was staying away from her, after all that's what she wanted.
But as each day passed Jean found herself wondering if it had really happened at all. The blonde was completely stark and aloof. Did their time together mean nothing to her? Sure Emma and Phoenix had had a rough time, the flamed deity killed her, but that wasn't Jean.
Even with the Phoenix in control, the redhead still found a way to get through. They said what they needed to say…and even more without words. Jean knew what she felt from Emma that day, but she wasn't going to risk the Phoenix doing something even worse to her. She didn't want her to get hurt again that was for sure, but she wasn't expecting the blonde to cut her off cold turkey either.
Staying emotionless around Emma became quite the task. Every time she felt the blonde anywhere near her her body automatically responded and images of what happened that day flashed through her mind uncontrollably. It took everything she had to keep her thoughts shielded.
Jean's attempt at suppressing her feelings only amped up the frequency of her memory of that day, the blonde's scent, her touch,….the way she tasted, the sound of her moaning in her ear like the sweetest song. It was driving her mad.
Emma hadn't tried to communicate with her at all. Jean wanted to be angry with the blonde, but somewhere in her heart she knew this was for the best. She constantly told herself over and over again that it was just to appease the Phoenix, but she knew that wasn't the only reason she went to the blonde's office that day. Try as she might to deny it, as much as she hated to admit it, the Phoenix wasn't just an entity it was the living embodiment of her deepest darkest desires fulfilled.
It was a huge relief for Jean when Logan returned to the mansion from his mission. Even when she was still married to Scott, Logan never failed to get her attention. It wasn't so much that she was attracted to him as much as to his personality. He was an easy person to get along with and she never had to worry about what he was thinking. He wore his emotions on his sleeve whenever she was around so it made things pleasant and comfortable for her.
He wasn't shy about stepping in behind Scott either. He was the perfect person to get her mind off the blonde bombshell.
Logan's constant attention was just what the doctor ordered, that was… until yesterday. She still couldn't figure out why she couldn't stop herself from looking at the blonde that day. She saw Emma walk into the cafeteria with Scott hot on her heels.
She wasn't wearing anything special, just that Ivory corset vest with the low cut v center piece with lace strings that stopped just above her toned abs enough to show off her cute belly button.
The trees transformed from live oak to palm trees the closer she and Logan got to the coast. Jean continued to go over what happened yesterday as she puts her elbow on the door and her fist against her right temple.
'I saw her walk in. God she looked great. The way her pants hugged her hips. mmm' She sighs. 'I know she saw me too. Fuck, why did I look at her?' She thinks to herself.
Jean remembers seeing the blonde's gorgeous silhouette out of the corner of her eye. 'Was she pouting? It's like she wanted me to look at her. Maybe she asked me to, no, that wasn't it. My shields were up, I would have felt her.' The redhead sighs a second time. 'Her mental touch is so… so soft, so gentle.'
Jean felt her heart beat faster within her chest as she relived the moment their eyes locked. The walls around her heart instantly fell like the walls of Jericho. It was only the briefest of seconds, but it had left her in emotional shock. It was like they spoke volumes to one another in that moment. Truthfully it had scared her especially when Emma got up from her seat so suddenly. The redhead became wet instantly, thinking and secretly hoping the blonde was about to ravage her right in the middle of the cafeteria. She needed to do something, say something, anything. Suddenly as if by the gentle nudge of an angel, she was moved to talk to Logan. She hoped for some reason that Emma had heard her. She just couldn't let that moment they shared a few seconds ago to go unnoticed.
The redhead spent the rest of that night caressing the bushel of the blonde's hair, trying to settle her thoughts. She stared at the wall that separated her and the blonde's apartment. Knowing the blonde was so close, the redhead's body began to move on its own. She hadn't touched herself since that day in Emma's office, but that night she couldn't control herself as a certain flamed deity did her part supplying images of the blonde's tantalizing body in every position imaginable. Jean's eyes flashed from green to gold throughout the night as she imagined Emma tasting every inch of her. She even cried for a while, wanting to make love to her properly without a certain entity getting in the way.
She'd always dreamed of what it would be like to make love with another telepath. She'd always been able to enter her lover's minds and feel them orgasm, but no one had ever been in her mind, not like Emma while under the Phoenix's influence.
The car came to a stop. Jean hadn't even noticed. "Hey beautiful, anybody home over there?" Logan asks.
"Huh." Jean says shaking her head and looking around. "Oh hey we're here."
Logan laughs. "Yeah we sure are." He gets out and goes to open her door. "Oh aren't we a gentleman today?" She says as he smiles and bows.
He grabs their bags and they walk through the crowded parking lot. She sees a familiar car and suddenly stops in her tracks. Logan looks back at her. "What's the matter babe, you forget somethin."
She blinks rapidly and takes a deep breath then gives him a half smile. "No, no, I'm fine." She says slowly exhaling. "Just fine." She walks up to him and loops her arm in his as they walk onto the beach.
She gulps knowing that was Scott's car. She couldn't sense them anywhere thankfully. The redhead found herself becoming extremely self-conscious all of sudden. She had only meant for Emma to hear her voice not plan a double date.
Jean takes a deep breath and looks around.
"Where's our spot Red? It's packed out here today." Logan says as a kid runs by almost knocking him over. Jean closes her eyes for a moment and stretches her powers, she didn't want to have a confrontation with either of them. After a minute she'd searched as far as she could with no sign of them. She took a relieved breath and thought to herself. 'Knowing Emma she probably has a private villa or something out here. We should be fine.'
"Alright lets head to the left end; the crowd will dissipate the further down we go." She says.
They walk for almost three miles. There was no one in sight. "Hey Red don't you think this is far enough, I mean, are you planning on skinny dipping or something?"
"Huh, no." She says with a slight chuckle. "I just have to shield a lot when I'm around large groups of people. I want to relax today. Is that alright?"
He smiles at her as she floats the bags and umbrella from his hands. "Of course it is, but uh you alright changing in the tree line?"
"I'm a big girl, I think I can manage. You however need to find your own spot." She says winking at him as she walks into the tree line.
He almost faints when she emerges in a winter green two piece bikini with very slim straps barely containing the swell of her breasts. Her eyes were like shining emeralds with her hair in a high pony tail. She smiles and turns her eyes away from him noticing the prominent bulge in his swim trucks. He continues to stare as she walks over to the folding chaise chairs he had put out.
She puts on a pair of slim Versace sunglasses with a toothy grin. "James, I'm finding it difficult to keep eye contact with you right now."
He furrows his brow as she clears her throat and looks away again. He lowers head and sees the problem. "Oh shit, sorry, sorry. I, uh, I mean…" He turns away from her. She giggles.
"It's alright, just, you know….go… you know." She makes a jerking motion with her hand. "I'll be here when you get back." She takes a deep breath as he makes his way into the water and swims out as far as he can. He was actually happy at least now Jean had a good idea of what he was working with.
Jean closed her eyes and lay back letting the sounds of the waves lull her into complete relaxation. After about 10 minutes she had almost fallen asleep it was so quiet and peaceful. She heard a very low moan and sigh so she sat up in her chair. Logan was still out swimming. "Mmm, don't stop." Someone whispers.
Jean closes her eyes and exhales; it wasn't loud by any stretch of the imagination but her body reacted instantly knowing who that voice belonged to.
It was quiet after that and Logan made his way out of the water back up to Jean. "You look like you could use a dip Red."
She takes a deep breath standing up taking off her sunglasses. "Logan, why do we…" Jean's interrupted as Emma and Scott come out of the tree line a few yards away from them carrying beach supplies. Logan's claws automatically extend as he jumps in front of Jean.
He retracts them slowly seeing who it is. He yells as they walk away from them. "What are you two doing here?"
Scott laughs holding Emma's waist as they both turn around. Truthfully they hadn't actually noticed them at all. The smile immediately leaves her face as she stares into Jean's eyes.
Both Scott and Logan are completely silent as the two women stand frozen locked in an eternal staring contest.
Scott speaks up suddenly annoyed remembering that vacant focused look on Jean's face. He turns to Emma. "Seriously Em, you'll telepathically talk to HER but you give me the silent treatment."
Jean blinks breaking both of their stark gazes. Emma half way turns her head as her eyes travel slowly down the redhead's body. "What, I'm sorry did you say something?" The blonde says in Scott's general direction."
"So you're deaf now to?" He says sounding angry and irritated.
He suddenly has his girlfriend's full attention now. "Excuse me." She says giving a stare so arctic even Logan shivers. His eyes are wide behind his ruby shades as he takes a few steps back. "Who do you think you're talking to Scott?"
"Em…" He says lifting both of his hands in a 'whoa' motion. "Look, I know you two are telepaths but given your history, I wouldn't think…"
She rolls her eyes. "Look, just pick up our chairs so we can leave." The blonde says grabbing the umbrella and the cooler.
The redhead can't help but slightly tilt her head at the sight of Emma's ass in that almost sheer white sarong and bikini. Jean speaks up suddenly. "There's plenty of beach for all of us. Logan and I will be fine. Right sweetie?" She says finally taking her eyes off the blonde.
"Yeah, Jean's right, we're all a part of the same team. No reason for this to be problem." Logan says.
Emma looks at Jean one more time then turns back to Scott and sighs. "Do you want to stay?" She asks as he nods. She walks down the tree line a few more feet and puts the umbrella in the sand. Scott follows her lead and sets up the chairs.
Jean leans in and gives Logan a soft peck on the cheek and heads toward the water. Emma lies down in her chair trying not to watch as the redhead's ass sways from side to side. She thinks to herself. 'Alright Tiger, I'll play your little game.'
After a few minutes Jean emerges from the water. Logan can't get the smile off his face as she takes her time letting the water drip down her body with each step. Emma took a quick look and turned over in her chair.
"Mmm, that felt great, no wonder you were in there so long Logan. The water is perfect." She says winking at him. He just smiles sighing to himself. "Yeah, perfect."
She dries herself off one long tapered leg at a time, with a slight glance at Emma. She almost pouts seeing that the blonde has turned away from her. She felt like she was putting on a little show just for the blonde. Jean reluctantly sits down on her chair puts on her sunglasses and stares at the water while also keeping a quiet watch over her rival.
Emma has Scott untie her top so he could put some sunscreen on her body. Jean tried not to smile at the sight of the blonde's glorious breasts, of course it was just a side view, but it was more than enough to get her attention.
Scott was talking to the blonde, but Jean couldn't make out what he was saying. She did however find herself feeling extremely irritated watching her ex run his hands all over Emma's body. So much so that her eyes flashed gold underneath her sunglasses. "Pathetic, he has no idea how to touch her." She huffs.
Logan turns to Jean not hearing what she said. "What was that babe?"
She smiles. "Logan darling, there is a wonderful stand at the other end of the beach, I would love a Cosmo. They make the very best drinks there. It would mean the world if you could…"
He's up in a matter of seconds. "I'm on it babe, be back in a flash." He jogs off down the beach.
She waits until he gets further down the beach then swings her legs to the side and focuses in on Scott and Emma. The redhead stands and walks toward them. Scott is massaging the blonde's shoulders when he notices her. He starts to get up as Jean pulls her sunglasses to the bridge of her nose revealing glowing amber eyes and a devious smirk. He starts to remove his hands from Emma's shoulders but Phoenix stops him.
~ * Why don't you go get your ex a drink, boy scout. I believe a nice Tom Collins would be lovely. Run along now. *~
Scott continues to massage her shoulders. "Hey baby, why don't I go get you a nice Tom Collins, huh?" He says with a blank expression under the Phoenix's influence.
She smiles, this was unexpected and a very sweet gesture on his part. She could use a drink after seeing Jean. "Yes, I'd appreciate that."
He bends down and kisses her cheek almost robotically. "I'll be right back."
Emma closes her eyes and sighs softly. She did everything she could not to turn her head, knowing the redhead was probably applying lotion to her legs by now. She was not going to look, this was a game of seduction, one that she wouldn't lose no matter how much she wanted Jean.
The redhead stands over Emma's body for a full minute admiring the view, before she kneels down beside her and places her warm hands on her back and begins to gently yet firmly massage her.
Emma signs and moans. "Mmm….that's nice, I didn't expect you back so…." She says turning her head expecting to see Scott. Her body trembles slightly as she swallows hard seeing heavily lidded intense golden eyes staring down at her.
The redhead leans down and whispers in her ear. "We missed you." She says sighing softly continuing to massage the blonde's back.
TBC…