Title: Wrath (part 1)
Fandom: X-Men Universe comics / movies
Pairing: Jean G./Emma F.
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Lot to cover here as we near the end. Three more chapters left.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I do love them.
Jean and Emma stand silently watching their so called boyfriends put on what can only be described as an intensely athletic and passionate display of male sex.
An hour and a half earlier…
Scott stands like a golem with his eyes closed in front of Emma's apartment door, listening to his ex-wife being fucked by his girlfriend. Logan extends one of his adamantium claws and moves it toward the key hole.
Scott grabs Logan's wrist stopping him as he puts his shades back on. Logan stares at him out of the side of his eye. Summers takes a deep breath and locks eyes with him.
"We're leaving."
Logan jerks his hand away. "Whatdaya mean we? I ain't goin nowhere, its high time someone teaches Frost a lesson, bout keeping her damn hands to herself." He gruffs as he moves his hand back toward the door.
Scott quickly grabs his throat and pushes him up against the opposite wall with a loud thud. "Are you stupid or just plain dumb? You know who the fucks in there don't you?!" He says staring into his eyes as Logan extends all three of his claws slowly under Scott's chin.
Summers releases him and takes a step back, as they both stare one another down.
Scott blinks and turns toward the hallway. "Let's go."
Logan stares at Emma's door. "Go where?"
"To my apartment, I ain't drinking alone."
Logan exhales from his mouth. "Yeah alright."
A few minutes later they enter Scott's apartment. There are books and bottles of liquor everywhere. "The hell happened in here?" Logan asks as a bottle of whiskey is thrown at his head. He catches it and examines the bottle. "This is good year. Had some of this when it first came out in '27. How'd you get somethin like this?"
Summers plops down on a recliner and opens a bottle of tequila and takes a long deep swig of it as he closes his eyes. Logan grabs the chair across from him and opens his bottle and inhales taking in the scent.
"Damn that's good." He says as he puts the bottle to his lips. Taking a good sip he shakes his head and looks at the bottle again. "Yeah this was a good year."
He sits the bottle on his knee and sits back in the chair. Scott still has his eyes closed. Their silent for a minute, then suddenly Summers sits up. "Shit man, I'm sorry I forgot about your healing factor. You can't get drunk right." Summers says as he gets up and walks to the hallway closet.
Logan takes another sip. "Well sometimes if the liquor is strong enough it hits me for a few seconds, but I've gotten used to it." He hears Scott in the closet pressing some buttons and cursing when he hears an error beep.
A few minutes later he comes out carrying an inhibitor collar. He tosses it to Logan. "There you go badger. Knock yourself out."
Logan furrows his brow. "Whatchu doin with this? Ain't there only sposed to be one of these."
Scott falls back down into his recliner. "Professor gave it to me to hold on to, in case Jean…loses her fuckin mind again…." He takes another swig of tequila as he sighs and speaks under his breath. "….schizophrenic bitch." He takes another sip of tequila.
Of course Logan hears him and stands up fully ready to defend her honor. "Sit the fuck down." Scott says as Logan takes short breaths through his nose and moves toward him. "She doesn't give a shit about you. If she did, she'd still be in your bed."
They lock eyes as he uncurls his fists. Scott takes a deep breath. "She didn't care about me either. She never did."
Logan looks down and walks back to his chair and takes a seat. He sighs and looks at the inhibitor collar. He looks back over at Scott who raises his bottle toward him. "Join the party badger, this is what real mean do to keep from killings their unfaithful women."
Logan puts the collar on and practically downs the entire bottle of whiskey on one gulp. He shakes his head a few times then puts his forearms on his knees and takes a deep breath.
"Hey hey hey, slow down buddy, there's plenty where that came from." Scott says leaning over his chair to his liquor cabinet. "Let's see, we got scotch, tequila, little moo moo moon shine, absinthe, bourbon….Pick your pacifier."
"I'll stick with whiskey."
Scott throws him a bottle. The man immediately begins guzzling. Scott watches. "Hey badger, seriously, take it easy. I'm not cleaning up after you if you puke that shit up."
"Shut your trap junior, I know what the hell I'm doing. And stop with the 'badger' shit. I earned my name with blood. I'm the WOLVER…INE" Logan says scowling at him as he slurs his words and hiccups.
Summers laughs. "Yeah whatever old man. You heard what I said. I promise you'll be lying in your own shit until someone comes to get you if you keep that up."
Over the course of an hour the two X-men sit across from one another laughing to keep from crying as they talk about their past, trying to get their minds off of Jean and Emma.
Scott's demeanor and tone of voice changes the more he drinks. Logan picks up a forth bottle of whiskey as he sits back in the chair. He notices that Scott is taking slow deep breaths. "Ha, you alright over there flatfish? (his new nickname for Summers, one his old teammates was a blind mutant)" Logan takes a deep breath trying to get his eyes to focus he sees Scott's lidded eyes are focused on his midsection.
Logan huffs and sits up leaning forward putting his arms on his thighs trying to find Scott's eyes. "The fuck you lookin at kid?"
Summers takes a deep breath and pulls the recliner up. He bows his head then finds Logan's eyes. His speech is slightly slurred. "Do you…know why we're in this situation Badger?"
Logan opens his mouth to speak, but Scott continues his thought. "Cuz of those fucking telepathic bitches messing with our minds." He raises his voice. "They think they know everything, but they don't know shit." He points at Logan forcefully. "They…Don't….Know….Shit." Scott begins looking at Logan's dick again.
Logan clinches his jaw, puts the bottle down and stands up. "I think I'm about done. Why don't we call it a night?" He says.
Scott stands up as Logan walks toward the door. Scott gets in front of him and puts his hand on his chest stopping him. "So that's it? You don't want to get back at them. You gonna keep letting her treat you like shit."
Logan takes a deep breath. "What the hell are you talkin about? Jean ain't never done nothin to me. Frost is the one that started all this. Besides, there's nothin we can do to em. They can read our minds."
Scott laughs darkly. "No, we can't do anything to them…not physically anyway. And Emma didn't do shit to Jean. You know she's nowhere near as powerful as Jean is. No we're not gonna hurt them physically. There's only one way to mess with a telepath." Scott removes his hand from Logan's chest and nudges him in the forehead as he whispers. "You gotta fuck with their minds." Scott continues poking him in the head until Logan shoes his hand away.
"I'm listening." Logan says taking a deep breath.
Scott smirks then suddenly grabs the nape of Logan's neck and pulls him into a kiss. Scott has a firm hold as the man tries to push him off of him. Logan finally punches him hard in the gut and he stumbles back coughing.
Logan winces as he extends his claws. "You must have a death wish, Bub!" He says pointing his now bleeding claws at Summers. Scott laughs and takes a breath as he sits up on one knee with one hand on his glasses ready to fire.
"I can blink faster than you can move right now Badger. I'll split you in half before you can even think about unlocking that collar adamantium or not."
Logan blinks rapidly as he looks down at his hand. He hand honestly forgotten that he still had the damn thing on. He puts his right arm down and keeps his bleeding left hand pointed at Scott.
"That's good boy." Scott says as he stands to his feet. "Now just listen alright. If I know Emma those two will be here soon. They know where we are. She's not gonna want to spend a single night with Jean knowing anybody else wants her. She's territorial as hell with things she thinks she owns. She's probably gonna try an talk to….us."
"Yeah, the hells that got to do with you kissing me." Logan says quickly.
Scott frowns deeply and sighs as he swallows hard. "We're gonna make them think we're together."
Logan retracts his claws painfully. "What?"
Scott takes his hand away from his glasses. "You're gonna fuck me. They're gonna walk in here and see us fucking."
Logan shakes his head. "…Not a chance in hell."
"Come on Logan, you telling me all those wars you were in, you never fucked a prisoner just to show'em who's boss." Scott's says glancing at Logan's dick again.
Logan furrows his brow and shakes his head no. "Shit man, no, there's somethin' seriously wrong with you."
Summers is suddenly sounding more like Emma Frost than himself. "Yeah,….right…look at ya. You're getting hard just thinking about it. Don't be ashamed. Bet it felt good hitting me just now too, huh." He walks toward a bewildered Logan and reaches up to brush the man's cheek with the back of his land.
Logan punches him in the lip busting it.
Scott giggles. "That's right Logan, let it out. Let it all out. How many times did you see Jean leaving my room with a smile on her face, wishing it was you…" Logan punches him in the chest causing him to cough.
Scott puts his hands on his knees and takes a breath, then quickly lunges toward Logan clothes-lining him in the waist picking him up and slamming him to floor. In two seconds flat Logan has him flipped over and is punching him repeatedly.
"That's right get it out, get it all out. How many times have you dreamed of showing me who the one worthy of her really is?" Scott says as he palms the bulge in Logan's jeans.
Logan's quickly out of breath as he gets up off of him. Summers coughs and takes off his shirt then wipes the blood from his face. He wobbles trying to get up to his feet.
Logan takes short quick breaths as he leans on the recliner staring at Scott. Summers begins to crawl over to him on his knees. He's in front of Logan as he takes a deep breath looking up at him. He reaches for Logan's zipper. He bats his hand away. "Get the hell away from me you sick fuck."
Scott stares at Logan's bulge. "Come on Logan, show me who the boss is." He says reaching for the man's zipper again.
Logan tries to knee him in the nose. He so tired from the alcohol in his system. Scott catches his leg and wraps his arm around his midsection and unzips his pants. Logan tries to push his head away and falls backward to the floor as he feels his dick slide down Scott's throat. His claws automatically extend as his eyes roll to the back of his head. Logan gulps and blinks his eyes rapidly as he frantically looks around the room he grazes Scott's shoulders with his claws still trying to push him away.
Scott doesn't stop sucking. Logan's feeling the force of the man's lips now, he grabs a fistful of Scott's hair and pushes his hard cock down his throat. Summers doesn't even gag as his mouth becomes filled with saliva as he breathes through his nose allowing Logan to grind into his mouth. He moves his hips at a faster pace.
Scott grabs the moaning X-man's thighs and digs his nails in. Logan immediately releases him. Scott pulls back and takes a deep breath, then gets to his feet, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Logan takes a deep breath as their eyes lock. "What the hell did Frost do to you man?"
Scott frowns deeply. "Shit you could never even consider imagining." He turns away and walks toward his bedroom and opens the door. "She….she's…" He stops in front of his door as his eyes become glassy and blank. "She doesn't just fuck you; she goes deep into your darkness. She… finds things…things you wouldn't ever think were there…"
He looks back at Logan. "They'll be here soon. We need to hurry."
Logan takes a deep breath as his eyes widen. The look on Scott's face is one of complete certainty and fortitude. He was a man on a mission. Logan gets to his feet takes in another deep breath and follows him into his bedroom.
Logan scratches the back of his head as Scott gets into position on the bed on his hands and knees. Scott points to the night stand. Logan sees the condom and picks it up. He swallows hard as he's see Scott watching him. He turns away and puts on the condom. He takes a deep breath as he turns around covering his rock hard dick with hands. "Uuhh, look Summers, I ain't so sure about all this, I mean, how do you know their even coming here and what makes you think this'll…."
Scott gets off the bed stands in front of him, locking fierce eyes on him. He slaps Logan across the face, hard. Logan just closes his eyes doesn't even flinch as Scott speaks to him. "Because I fucking know her. They don't think I know, but I know... I've always known." Scott looks away for a moment. "They started fucking telepathically the moment Emma arrived here." He glares at Logan again. "You gonna pussy out now, is that what you're gonna do." He slaps again. "Is that the kind of man you are?" He slaps him a third time and laughs turning away from Logan. "Humph, no wonder she doesn't want you. Fucking coward."
He's startled as Logan roughly grabs the hair at the back of his head and slams him against the wall face first. He kicks his legs apart and thrusts penetrating him anally. Scott's nails dig into the wall, it's like the wind had been knocked out of him. The pain in his ass is searing as he grits his teeth as Logan pulls halfway out and thrusts again even deeper. "Ahhhh!" Scott yells.
Logan yanks his head off the wall back toward his face. Scott arches his back. "Don't hear ya talkin all that shit now, huh." Logan says slamming his face back against the wall. He picks up the pace as Scott plants his hands firmly against the wall and takes deep breathes as Logan pumps in and out of him.
Logan grabs Summers' hips and pulls him off the wall toward the bed as he continues grinding into him. Scott puts his hands on the bed and Logan pulls out halfway slowing down his thrusts he can see the blood covering his dick. He stops completely. Scott turns his head and looks back at him. "I'm….fine….keep going." He says out of breath.
Logan begins thrusting again and gets into a rhythm. He's can't believe that he's still hard as he closes his eyes to keep his concentration.
After a few minutes Scott's breathing becomes less rapid. He's feeling calmer as his own dick starts to become erect. He takes a deep breath and gulps as he speaks to Logan. "…Harder."
Logan opens his eyes then grasps Scott's ass and pumps harder. He grunts hearing the man moan.
The bedroom door slowly opens. Logan keeps his eyes on the back of Scott's head, but can see Jean out of the corner of his eye.
He hears Scott ask the two women how they like it. Then Scott pushes his body up and grasps the nape of Logan's neck. Logan furrows his brow trying to pull his head back, confused unsure as to what the man is thinking. Scott brings their lips together. Logan closes his eyes continuing to thrust as Scott sticks his tongue into his mouth. He goes along with it and feels strangely turned on. The force of the kiss is so strong. He bites Scott's bottom lip and starts to circle his hips making him moan and sigh roughly into the kiss.
Emma speaks up as Scott starts to stroke his own rock hard dick. "Well, well, well Scott what a lovely surprise…" She says seeing blood on the floor as well as the cuts and bruises on both men. "If I had known you enjoyed blood play so much I would have made a bit more effort in that area."
Jean turns and looks at Emma. "You…you did this…to him?" She asks in complete shock.
"Don't be silly love, our little Boy Scout has much darker things in his closet….." She looks into Scott's eyes. "Don't you."
He grits his teeth as Jean looks at him. She looks completely disgusted as a smirk begins to spread on her lips and her eyes turn gold. Scott's eyes widen he suddenly tries to tap Logan's thigh to stop his thrusting.
Phoenix smiles. "Oh, please don't stop on account of me." She turns toward Emma and their eyes lock. The redhead wraps her arm around the blonde's waist and pulls her into her body. "When are you going to take off that collar so we can have some real fun?" She asks as she telekinetically closes the door and backs the blonde against it. She begins to kiss her neck as she unzips Emma's pants.
Emma huffs as feels the redhead surrounding her body in psychic energy. The blonde is naked in seconds. The redhead follows suit as her clothes disintegrate in flames.
She kneels down between the blonde's legs as Emma tries to catch her breath. She stares up at her with golden amber eyes. "Let's show them how it's done, shall we." She immediately descends upon Emma wet slick sex.
Scott and Logan are both watching them as Logan slows his thrusts down as the blonde's moan hits his ears. He pulls out of Scott as though he's entranced. He pulls off the dirty condom as he stares at the two women.
The redhead turns her head toward him as her eyes glow intensely he's under her control. She reads his mind and smiles as she arches her eyebrow staring at Logan's 10 inch manhood. "I wonder which of us is better Boy Scout. Why don't we find out?"
Scott blinks rapidly as a tear rolls down his cheek. He knew what she was doing. He still had control of himself, she wasn't forcing him, but that didn't matter, he knew what would happen if he refused her.
He slowly gets off the bed and gets to his knees on the floor. He looks over into Emma's eyes as the redhead continues where she left and the blonde is moaning once again. "She'll get bored of you Em. Just like she got bored of me. It wasn't just Jean I left, she…."
Phoenix pulls away from Emma's sex and telekinetically forces Logan to put his dick into Scott's mouth causing the man to mumble. "Don't talk with your mouth full, its bad manners." She says as she takes the blonde's sex back into her mouth.
Logan grunts as his eyes remain hypnotically fixed on Emma and Jean and he goes balls deep down Scott's throat making him cough.
This goes on for five minutes. Phoenix is eating Emma out while Logan throat fucks Scott. Logan suddenly starts pumping harder and faster as he puts both of his hands on Summers' head. Scott's coughing so hard trying to push away he's clawing at Logan's thighs, as he vomits. Logan's body starts to tremble as he releases a guttural moan and cums into his mouth. Phoenix releases her mental hold on him and he lets go of the man's head and falls backward into the dresser as Scott pushes him away.
Summers is on his hands and knees as he vomits again, spitting onto the floor.
Emma cums right after. The Phoenix stands to her feet and looks into the blonde's blue eyes. "Oh well, can't win them all." She smirks and kisses her passionately. She wraps the blonde's arm around her waist as her eyes shift back to green.
Jean blinks rapidly. Emma takes a deep breath as the redhead pulls away from her. She's scared as she turns to see Scott vomiting and coughing on the floor.
She takes short panicked breaths noticing that everyone is naked. She grabs a robe off of Scott's bathroom door as she tries to leave the bedroom with tears in her eyes. She grabs the bedroom doorknob, but it won't open. Emma takes her into her arms from behind. "Deep breath Tiger, it's alright, calm down this isn't your fault."
Jean shakes her head. "I…I…I can't…take this!" She telekinetically rips the door off its hinges and jerks out of Emma's arms.
"Tiger, please…" The blonde says trying to go after her. Jean's already out the front door as she trips over whiskey and tequila bottles. Emma comes back into the bedroom and stares at Scott with a dark smirk on her face. "Good show Scottie. Good show, I must admit…you surprised me. I hope you two are happy."
She turns to Logan as her eyes fall to his manhood before she finds his eyes. "Try raising your leg, next time. He likes it deep; it'll give you more leverage." She winks at him as she grabs an old shirt off the dresser and leaves the room.
"Emma!" Scott yells as he crawls to the threshold of his bedroom door. The blonde stops at his front door with her hand on the knob.
He takes a deep breath. "Don't….don't…please don't leave me. Don't leave, I…I…I need you, She's gonna throw you away, just like me. You should stay…with me."
She closes her eyes and sighs. She turns and their eyes lock. "I'm not what you need Scott." She tilts her head and looks behind him as Logan tosses the inhibitor collar on the bed." I never was."
She opens the door and walks out as he lifts his glasses yelling as he fires an optic blast toward her that hits the wall. "FROST!"
Logan tackles him and flips him over putting the shades back over his eyes, seeing the tears in his eyes evaporating from the heat. "Get a hold of yourself." He says calmly pining him to the floor. He's completely healed and completely sober.
"Get off me! Get the fuck off me!" Scott yells trying to move the immovable man off of him. Logan slaps him so hard his glasses fall off. He's unconscious. He picks him up and takes him into the bedroom and lays him on the bed. He takes a deep breath as he stands and looks around the room. He shakes his head. "Shit." He says sighing as he goes to work trying to clean up the mess he knew he'd help create.
Emma's Apartment
Jean is blind with confusion as she enters Emma's apartment. She hadn't even realized that she had gone into the wrong apartment. She walks into the bathroom and looks in the mirror into her eyes. "What the hell was that!? Why….why! Why can't I have anything normal?" She cries closing her eyes as she yells. "Why can't you just leave me alone!?" The mirror cracks. All of the contents of Emma's medicine cabinet fall out into the sink, lotion, oils, hair treatments, toothpaste. "Shit." She says as she moves the mirror pieces and starts putting everything back. Jean notices a bottle of pills. She picks it up and reads the label.
She furrows her brow seeing that it's from the institute's medical lab. It has the blonde's name on it. She recognizes the name, having worked with Hank in the past. She knew it has something to do with the brain.
She takes a deep breath trying focus. She was still in shock from seeing Logan and Scott together. Jean is finding it difficult to think as images of her now ex-boyfriend and her ex-husband flash in her mind.
She puts the pills down and walks out of the bathroom, just as Emma walks into her apartment. The redhead still didn't know what to say to her new lover, as she thought that Emma had truly traumatized Scott even more than even she had done when they were married. Had she forced Scott into homosexuality? She'd never known him to be into men especially not Logan. They hated each other.
"Tiger, I know you're going through a lot right now…" The blonde says.
Jean answers quickly as she sits on the bed deciding to focus on one thing at a time. Right now all she really wanted was to share her feelings with the blonde. "You don't know anything." She bows her head as tears stream down her cheek. "You can't even read my mind."
Emma's eyes widen slightly.
Jean floats the pills out of the bathroom and into her hand. "This is medication for the brain. This prescription was filled recently. Why are you taking this?" The redhead says as she stares at the bottle in her hand, not wanting to make eye contact with the blonde.
Emma swallows softly as she moves toward her. "It's for Hank's…."
"I know that! I asked you why you're taking it." Jeans eyes flash golden and return to their emerald green color. Emma doesn't answer. Jean turns to face her. She stares at the collar then stands to her feet and moves toward the blonde who takes a few steps back.
Jean stops walking and stares at her as her lips tremble. "Are…are you afraid of me Em? I hurt you again didn't I?"
The blonde takes a breath and looks into Jean's eyes as she shakes her head. "No Tiger, you didn't hurt me. I just…know how much you want share with me telepathically, but…." She looks at the floor for a moment. "I just can't take this collar off right now, not until Hank is finished. I know how hard this is for you."
Jean's falls to her knees crying even harder and Emma runs to her. "I'm so sorry baby. You know I want to, more than anything in the world." Jean wipes her tears on Emma's shirt as she sniffles and wraps her arms around her.
She takes a long deep breath before she speaks and snuggles into the crook of the blonde's neck. "I…I like it." The redhead whispers.
Emma strokes her hair gently as she stares into the wall. "Like what?" she says with a slight unnoticeable shake in her voice. She realized how close to death she was just a moment ago.
Jean smiles. "When you call me baby."
Emma sighs. "Tiger, I know what you just saw was…"
"Em….baby,..can we just… forget this for a while….I'm…I just can't think right now, please." More tears falls from her face. The blonde gets them to their feet and they lay down in bed.
Jean falls asleep almost immediately. Emma tries to remove her arm from her waist so she can get out of bed, when the redhead suddenly grabs her wrist and turns over. A pair of golden eyes stare at her for a moment. Then the inhibitor collar suddenly unsnaps and flies across the room.
The Phoenix straddles the blonde as she hovers over her. "What are you hiding from us…baby?"
TBC….