Title: Envy (part 2)

Fandom: X-Men Universe comics / movies

Pairing: Jean G./Emma F.

Rating: R

Notes: This was a fun chapter to write, I kind of feel for Scott through. ;-)

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I do love them.

The blonde shifts a bit as the Phoenix's hands get warmer moving to her lower back. She's completely speechless, unsure of what to do.

The redhead speaks in a low alluring tone. "He's not what you want. He can't be. He doesn't even know how to… touch you….does he?" The redhead says as her right hand slowly makes its way under Emma's sarong cupping her sex softly. Emma releases a soft exhale as the redhead begins to make small circles with her fingertips.

"Mmm, see what I mean. I don't think the ocean is as wet as you are right now." The redhead says stroking the blonde's slick folds. She lays her breast against her back and whispers in her ear again.

"Why have you been giving us the silent treatment? You don't want to play anymore? I enjoyed your little game." She says as she adds more pressure to her hand causing Emma to involuntarily moan.

The redhead gently suckles on her earlobe. "Especially, the way you die. It's absolutely exquisite." She softly inserts two fingers into the blonde's sex as she whispers. "You fascinate me White Queen. Do it again."

Emma's breath hitches as she gasps trying to compose herself waves of pleasure covering her body. She closes her eyes tightly as the redhead continues speaking. "I want to feel you…inside, your voice echoing through my mind like it did that day. Talk to me. Do you want me to beg?"

Emma remains silent as her body almost vibrates with the redhead's telekinetic energy. Suddenly the pulsing stops as Phoenix removes her fingers from Emma's center sensing that the boys were on their way back. The blonde turns to look into her eyes. The redhead leans in softly brushing her lips against Emma's.

The redhead pulls away as the blonde finally finds her voice. "What about Jean? What does she want?" She asks watching the Phoenix stand to her full height slipping two slick fingers into her mouth. "Mmm." She says tasting Emma's wetness as she walks back toward her chair. "Why don't you ask her?"

Emma is sitting up resting on her forearms as the redhead reclines and lays her head back. She stares at Jean watching her chest rise and fall very slowly. She can see that she has returned to normal.

Jean raises her hand to brush something off of her face and notices that it's wet, but it doesn't feel like water. She sniffs her fingers and her eyes suddenly widen recognizing the scent. She turns to see Emma staring at her raising a challenging eyebrow. Logan walks ups with a huge smile. "Here ya go babe, it's still cold."

She's in a complete panic putting her hand behind her back and covering it with telekinetic energy to hide the scent from Logan's keen nose. "Huh, what's this?" She asks him taking the drink with her left hand. He smiles and sits next to her.

"You said you wanted a cosmo right?" He says.

The redhead gulps and smiles with a look of confusion on her face realizing what must have happened. "Oh, yea…I, I did...thanks." She brings the cup to her lips and tastes it. "Mmm, it's good." She sits the drink down on the cooler. "I'm going to go take a quick dip."

She quickly runs out to the ocean stressed and confused. The Phoenix had used her body again without warning. 'At least Emma's alright. What the hell is the Phoenix doing? I can't take this! You already killed her, what more could you take from her? Fuck!' She thinks to herself.

Scott walks past Logan who has his eyes glued on Jean backside. Emma is reclining on her back now as he sits next to her with her drink. "One Tom Collins with cucumber and basil ma'lady." He says handing it to her with a charming smile. She takes it from him and sits it down on the cooler.

The blonde stands and removes her sarong and walks toward the water. "Thanks, I'll be right back."

He crosses his arms and proceeds to follow Logan's example and watch his girlfriend's beautifully toned ass switch as she walks to the water. "I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you go." He says under his breath. Logan looks over at him and gives him a quick nod of approval having heard the statement with his sensitive ears.

Jean is so engrossed in conversation with the silent Phoenix that she doesn't notice Emma is now right behind her.

"Talk to me damn it! You talk to everyone else but the woman whose body you're using! I did what you wanted, didn't I? I just want to move on with my life. Why can't you just leave her alone, huh?" She says trying to keep her voice down, she's so frustrated with herself. She freezes hearing the blonde's voice.

"Is that really what you want Tiger?" Emma's voice is almost a whisper.

Jean blinks rapidly and takes a deep breath. She doesn't want to turn around, as she's not sure what the Phoenix will do or what she will do for that matter.

The two women are silent for a full minute.

Emma stares at Jean as her eyes travel down the redhead's body and rests on the blue green water at their thighs. She smiles and sighs as she turns to leave.

"I know this isn't easy for you Tiger. It's no picnic for me either." Emma says suddenly turning around and walking toward the redhead. Her breasts are now against her back causing Jean to tremble. Her arms are frozen at her side not wanting to move an inch.

Emma whispers in her ear. "How long are we going to play this game? You know who you want and want you want, just like I do."

Jean closes her eyes and swallows hard, if it hadn't been for her telekinetic field her weak knees would come out from under her.

The blonde turns to leave as Jean finally finds her voice. "Emma, I…..I….I can't…."

The blonde smiles and looks back at Jean. "I know Tiger, but I wonder how long you can last." She says leaving the water heading back to her chair. She sits down grabbing her drink.

"Everything alright Em?" Scott asks seeing the focused look on his girlfriend's face. "Of course." She says watching Jean as she sips her drink.

Jean comes walking out of the water to her chair. Emma puckers her lips and Scott kisses her. Jean sees it and her jaw instantly clinches. Logan stands to his feet. The redhead seems to be focused on him but she knows she's being watched. She puts her arms around his stout neck and stares into his eyes. "You're too good to me, you know that." She says to him sweetly.

He smiles and puts his hands on her waist. To his surprise she slowly moves her face closer to his and softly sucks his bottom lip into her mouth, within a few seconds they are full on making out.

Emma feels her stomach tighten, pretending not to watch as Logan's hands fall to Jean's ass. She quickly downs the rest of her drink and looks over at Scott who has his eyebrows raised wondering why she's staring at him. She suddenly grabs the nape of his neck and pulls him into a smoldering kiss. She begins to stand taking him with her. The blonde quickly pulls back, Summers is almost out of breathe, blinking rapidly. She raises a challenging eyebrow and he smiles knowing that look.

Jean has one eye slightly open seeing Scott and Emma disappear into the tree line. She pulls back from Logan's lips. His breathing is heavy, he turns to see what she's looking at. Jean takes a deep breath and looks away. She sighs softly and sadly. "Let's go Logan. I think I've gotten enough sun for today."

They pack up their things and start the long walk back to the car.

Scott has Emma against a tree. She looks over his shoulder and can see Jean's red mane moving down the tree line. She blinks a few times sighing. "Let's put this on hold for later alright."

"Aww come on babe." He says kissing her neck. "I'll be quick I promise."

She crystallizes her neck. "I know, but I won't be. Put it away." She says looking into his eyes.

He's angry. "Fuck Emma, why the fuck did you bring me out here then?"

She sighs and looks down at his rock hard cock. The blonde suddenly switches their positions and slams his back against the tree. His anger is totally gone he's ready for her. "That's right you sexy bitch, show me what you got."

He's completely caught off guard as she smirks pressing her body against his. She begins to softly kiss him as her tongue snakes down his throat. He's moaning and sighing into her mouth waiting for her start jacking him off. Without any warning she grabs the back of his thighs lifting his legs. She sticks her index finger up his ass. He yells out as she begins massaging his glands. "Oh FUCK!" He yells as his body practically vibrates and his orgasm hits within seconds.

She puts his wobbly legs back on the ground. "Good enough lover?" She asks arching her eyebrow.

He's out of breath and swallowing hard. They'd explored anal play before and he found it enjoyable, but she'd never just manhandled him like that before. He wasn't sure how to feel about it.

"Well I'm going to go pack up. Clean yourself up and I'll see you at the car." The blonde says as she walks toward the beach. Scott takes a few more deep breaths and follows her.

Logan and Jean are gone by the time they get to the parking lot.

She realizes she may have taken things a bit too far, but she also couldn't stand Jean allowing Logan's hands all over her like that. At least Scott had an excuse.

Scott's completely quiet on the ride back to the institute. He still couldn't get his mind around what happened. Emma didn't mind as her thoughts were on the redhead.

As soon as they arrived back home Scott unpacked the car and headed to his apartment without saying a word to Emma. If she hadn't been so focused on Jean she would have noticed that she'd inadvertently traumatized her boyfriend. Things had been strained between them for a while. One huge reason was because she didn't have her telepathy to fall back on. Had she been able to read his mind she would have known he wasn't ready to take things that far.

Emma stops in front of Jean's door. For some reason she wanted to apologize, even though she had nothing to be sorry about it. She raises her fist to knock. A shirtless Logan opens the door. He stares into her eyes.

Her gaze is arctic. He steps outside and closes the door. The two stand face to face. He leans forward slightly and takes in a deep breath through his nose before looking the blonde up from head to toe. His face is stark. "Stay away from Jean."

Her face is deadpan. "Excuse me?"

"You heard what I said. I don't know what you two had going on before I got here but…." He says as she interrupts him.

"There was nothing going on between Jean and me, but I do need to speak with her, so step aside."

"Don't lie to me Frost. I know what I….." He stops speaking as Bobby walks by. Logan whispers. "I know what I smell. I'm not stupid. Your scent is all over her and her apartment. She ain't interested in you no more alright, so back off."

"I haven't set foot in Jean's apartment in over a year. You need to get your…" She stops speaking as Jean opens her door with a towel wrapped around her body. Their eyes lock. Jean continues to stare at her as she speaks to Logan.

"James, come back inside. There's nothing going on between us. There never has been and there never will be. Isn't that right Emma?" The redhead says.

Emma feels intense pain in her chest hearing the coldness in Jean's voice.

"Right, but your thick-headed friend doesn't seem to believe that. I wonder why?" Emma says.

Jean breaks the eye contact and puts her hand on Logan's hairy chest. "Come back inside big guy, we're not finished yet." She smirks at him and he goes back into her apartment. She follows him inside and looks back at Emma. "Have a good night Emma." She closes the door.

~ I'm sure you and Scott won't have any problems finishing what you started on the beach today. Don't worry Logan's up to the task. ~ She mentally whispers.

Emma almost faints into the wall as she grabs her head. It's throbbing painfully. She immediately presses her communicator belt and walks toward the stairs.

"Hank…." She says hanging onto the banister for dear life. Fortunately she crystallizes her body before she goes tumbling down the stairs. He finds her sitting at the foot of the stairs a minute later with a nose bleed. He picks her up and carries her to the medical bay.

"Emma, I told you not to…." He says admonishing her.

"I didn't alright. I didn't do anything. She…." The blonde sighs heavily. "She just wanted to talk to me. I didn't initiate it, she did. I didn't think outside contact would affect me like this."

"That's why I told you to be careful around her."

"Damn it Hank which one is it. One minute you think I should talk to her, the next minute you tell me to stay away from her. Make up your mind." She huffs as she lays down in for the MRI.

Hank shakes his head. "No Emma, you need to make up your mind. If you had been honest with her…."

"Honest with her about what Hank? What am I supposed to say to her? 'Oh Hey Jean, your alter ego gave me a brain aneurysm and now I can't use my telepathic abilities, but I still like you. Wanna be my girlfriend?' Yeah like that'll work. 'Oh and I'm sorry about wrecking your marriage by not 'actually' fucking your husband.' Yeah that will go over well. I can see it now; she'll be putty in my hands." She says sarcastically as Hank furrows his brow and tilts his head.

"Emma, are you in love with her?" He asks innocently.

She suddenly sits up smacking her forehead on the scanner. "No, of course not!" She yells as he gently motions for her to lie back down. Her chest heaves a bit.

"Calm down it was just a question not an accusation." He says as he continues to run scans and give her injections periodically.

She closes her eyes. "Of course not." She says softly taking a deep breath. Her heart began to ache, but not physically. "Are we almost done here?"

Hank shakes his head exhausted with his patient. He turns off the machine and looks her in the eyes. "Emma, are you so focused on Miss Grey that you can't take a few moments to consider your own life." She squints her eyes at him. "I'm serious. If I didn't know any better I'd think you were obsessed with her. Did you forget that she's the reason you're in this condition in the first place?"

She rolls her eyes. "It's complicated alright. Just finish with your tests and tell me what I need to do to get cleared." She says averting her eyes from his concerned gaze.

He finished the scan and gives her a new stronger medication. She gets up to leave and he grabs her arm. "Just a moment." He walks over to a large silver safe with a keypad. He enters the code and takes out an inhibitor collar. "Here, take this. Wear it as much as possible it will help you heal as well as keep you from receiving telepathic contact."

"You're kidding right?"

"No I'm not. This is serious Emma. You may not care about your life but I do. Doctor's orders now take it. I'll tell the professor that I'm running an experiment on your abilities alright. It's not a lie." He says as she reluctantly takes the gaudy collar from his hand.

"Talk to her Emma, before it's too late."

TBC…