"So, umm..." Alex said slowly as she drove Emily home on Friday afternoon. "James' parents are out of town this weekend and he's throwing a little party. He said it's cool if you come. I mean, I know it's probably not really your scene, but there will be free booze, so..."

"Sold," Emily said, surprising Alex who had been expecting immediate refusal.

Alex nodded once, twice. "Cool, cool. Umm...well, I'll be leaving like eight-thirty, so come by like quarter after. You might need to find your own way home, though."

Emily snorted.

"Not like that!" Alex squeaked. "I meant because I have a one AM curfew. If you want to stay later, you'll need to find your own ride."

When Charles took the seat opposite him for their weekly chess game, Erik could tell from his expression alone that he had a lot to say. And Erik had a feeling he wasn't going to particularly like any of it. "Hello, Old Friend," he said dryly, sounding rather like a man headed to the gallows.

Charles was grinning that smug asshole grin Erik hated so much. It said I told you so, so he didn't have to...and yet he said it anyway. "I told you so..."

Erik shot him an unamused look as he set up the chess pieces, but said nothing.

"The prodigal daughter has returned," Charles said as if they were discussing the weather.

"Did you read my mind or just hear it on the rumour mill?" Erik said, less question than attempt to redirect the conversation.

Charles nodded sagely, but didn't answer either way. "My Lexi seems quite taken with her," he said.

Erik raised a brow as if anticipating some kind of punchline. When none seemed forthcoming, he barked out a laugh. "Good one."

"What part of that is the amusing part?" Charles inquired with what sounded like mild interest, but was actually a knife's edge threat. "Is my daughter not good enough for Magneto's progeny?" Alex was his entire world and if there was one thing he was willing to stand toe-to-toe with Erik over, it was his daughter.

"No need for the theatrics, Charles," he said, "I was actually referring to what your daughter would see in my delinquent sullen brat..."

Charles responded with an expression that seemed to suggest he thought Erik an idiot. "Did you ever even look at those books on child psychology I gave you?" When Erik shrugged, he explained, "Did it ever occur to you that she's rebelling against you in her grief over losing her mother and when she's with her peers, she's a less abrasive young woman than you encounter?"

A beat.

"I didn't think so. Lexi has always been an excellent judge of character and I trust her judgment completely. If she thinks your daughter is a lovely girl, then I'm inclined to believe her."

"Why do you always insist on being such a doe-eyed optimist?" Erik muttered, but there was no heat behind it.

Charles narrowly managed to avoid rolling his eyes, but couldn't quite hid his fond smile. "I thought that's what made you fall in love with me?"

Erik's expression seemed to suggest he found him extremely tiresome, even as he leaned across the table to kiss him.

Alex gasped sharply as her back hit the wall. Emily's fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck, tugging her head back to expose her throat, then setting to work sucking a bright purple bruise to the surface. She pulled back to examine her handiwork and couldn't help but smirk to herself seeing the way Alex was pressing her thighs together.

"You're a bad girl, Alex..." she taunted, slotting her leg between Alex's and letting her grind down on her thigh. She leaned in and captured her lips in a sloppy kiss. "Aren't you?"

Alex whimpered, chasing Emily's lips when she pulled back, but was prevented from moving too far without losing the friction of her cotton-covered core against Emily's jean-clad thigh.

"You seem so pure and virginal..."

"I am..." she insisted breathlessly. "I've never..."

Emily grinned wickedly.

"What?" Alex panted.

She sank her teeth into her bottom lip to stifle a groan. "Oh, I just want to take my time appreciating the knowledge that I get to deflower Professor X's daughter."

Alex exhaled shakily. "Emily, please..."

With a husky laugh, Emily enjoyed hearing her beg. "Turn around for me, Princess..." she said, "And I'll give you everything you want."

Obediently, Alex turned to press her palms to the wall and this time Emily didn't hold back her groan. She flipped Alex's little pleated skirt up to expose her ass. "Jesus, that's hot," she rasped, then brought her palm down on Alex's ass.

Alex gasped sharply. "Emily!" she yelped.

"Quiet, Princess," Emily scolded. When Alex nodded obediently, Emily dragged her fingers along the soaked fabric between her legs. "Be a good girl for me and stay silent." When she made no further sounds, Emily spanked her again, then slipped her fingers into Alex's panties and found her clit.

Alex was forced to quite literally clap a hand over her mouth to stifle a moan.

Pleased by the reaction, Emily spent several long moments just teasing her clit and testing out all the sounds she could draw from her. "Do you need more?" she teased.

She nodded urgently.

Emily obliged, pressing two fingers into her.

Biting down on her hand, Alex managed to mostly contain the keening sound she made, but if anything, the stifled sounds seemed to spur Emily on even more.

"You hear that?" Emily said, referring to the absolutely filthy sound of her fingers squelching with each thrust of her hand. "Do you hear how wet you are, letting me finger you in your boyfriend's bedroom?" She could feel Alex's juices dribbling down her wrist, collecting in her palm.

Breathing becoming ragged, Alex felt herself clenching around Emily's fingers, quickly losing control she was working very hard to maintain.

Emily smirked. "Let go for me, Princess. I wanna see what you look like when you cum for the first time..." She slapped her ass, enjoying the reddening palm prints on her porcelain skin.

With a few more thrusts, Alex felt something tighten, then release inside of her and she came with a stifled cry. She didn't move for several long moments, her knees trembling.

From behind her, she heard the tell-tale sound of Emily smacking her lips. "Oh, Princess, you taste so sweet..."

Alex's knees very nearly gave out.