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Chapter 17 of
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A short while later, Rogue stood under the shower head as she let warm water wash over her body. Her eyes blissfully closed as the scent of her lavender and jasmine body soap filled her senses. She was far more relaxed now then she had been all day. Taking a little time for herself without any attempts to help anyone else was exactly what she needed. Even if couldnt last, the small break she had carved out for herself was a welcomed reprieve after a long day.
A knock on the door startled her as her eyes snapped open. The Professor was busy with Kurt and Logan, right? So, it couldn't be him. It wasn't 9:30 pm yet, was it? No, she couldn't have been in here more than ten minutes. Unless Erik was early.
"I'm in the shower," she announced to whoever it was.
"Oh?" she heard as the bathroom door creaked open. His voice made her heart flutter. "Was that a statement or an invitation?"
She quickly popped her head out from the shower curtain's edge to see Magneto standing in the doorway. The smirk she found on his face was- she felt herself blush all over, trying to consider what he had just asked as she looked him over. His feet were bare, he must have discarded shoes and socks before entering the bathroom.
His chuckling pulled her from her thoughts as she watched him unbuttoning his shirt. She should really have just asked him to wait until she was done showering but she was having a hard time taking her eyes off of his fingers as he made quick work of it, exposing his chest and with it the muscles that lined his abdominal. What was she just thinking again?
Before she knew it, he was discarding the shirt carelessly as he stepped further into the bathroom.
"Good evening, Anna-Marie," he said, his eyes warming as his hand caressed her cheek. With the slightest tilt of his fingers her eyes were pried away from bare chest and instead, fixed on his.
"Hi, Erik," she said breathlessly before his lips descended upon hers. Instantly a satisfied moan escaped her as he angled her face and deepened the kiss. She heard the sound of metal sliding against metal as the shower hook rings were pushed along the shower rod.
She felt him take her right hand with his left and place it on his chest. She ran her hand down, her fingers relishing the feel of each and every one of his muscles, her eyes closing as she focused on the sensations of his skin against her fingertips.
His left hand moved from her cheek and ran along the side of her body, causing soft moans to escape her as her fingers trailed downward until she got to the waistline of his pants, she felt the metal of his belt buckle.
He pulled back from the kiss and leaned his lips next to her ear.
"I won't stop you this time," he said, his voice thick with promise, before he bit her neck, sending a wave of pleasure down her spine.
Before she could tell herself not to, she was eagerly unlatching his belt buckle, her breaths coming fast. He pulled back from her neck as she grasped his zipper and lowered it with an unsteady grip. He chuckled in response as she felt his hand leave her side. She opened her eyes to see him fully discarding his pants and boxers, tossing them behind him, leaving him nude before her. As nude as she was already.
She'd seen him like this before, but this was-
'Real,' she reminded herself. 'This is real.'
"It most certainly is," Erik commented as he stepped into the shower, causing her to step back into the water, to give him room to do so. The spray dripped over the crown of her head, and partially obscured her vision.
His hands seized her waist, pulling her up against him as the shower liner seemingly closed on its own. Her hands went to his shoulders, as she kneaded his skin, enjoying the feel of his bare shoulders. He captured her lips again, as steam bellowed between their bodies. She pressed herself up against him, seeking to touch as much of her skin to his as possible. He wrapped an arm underneath hers, pulling her even closer, her arms wrapping around his neck as she tilted her head and his tongue aggressively lapped around hers. Again she moaned eagerly, enjoying every sensation he wrought from her as she felt his enlarged member poking against her stomach.
She felt the urge to reach down and-
"By all means, Anna-Marie, you'll hear no complaints from me," he uttered. And with that her hand was stroking his cock as his lips moved to her neck. She heard him hiss as his body tensed against hers. She stroked him faster as she found herself pressing up against his front, swaying her hips in time with her strokes.
"Good god, I want you," he uttered huskily.
Her heart rate quickened as she considered that. She was warm all over, and a part of her might even be ready for that but another felt simply overwhelmed at the thought of crossing that line. Not just with him, but rather anyone.
She heard him groan against her neck as two of his fingers slipped down between her legs and swiftly entered her pulsing mound.
"I'm a patient man, Anna-Marie," he said as he thrust his fingers in and out of her with vigor. His movement was urgent and his thrust as deep as the length of his fingers allowed. "And as I've said before," he said as he slowed the speed of his fingers, she gasped wildly at the altered pace and struggled to keep her hand moving along his cock. "I would hardly call this," he said as his fingers thrust into her hard. "Nothing," he uttered before he bit her neck.
She moaned loudly as she shook against him, pleasure radiating throughout her body, causing her limbs to shake violently, as she was on the cusp. She stroked his cock, her movements clumsy and uncoordinated as she felt pleasure rebound inside of her at the sensation of his skillful manipulations.
"That's it. That's my girl," he muttered against her ear as his fingers continued to stimulate her. "Come for me," he ordered.
No sooner had he issued the command, she threw her head back, warm water cascading down her body adding to her pleasure, as she climaxed.
"Beautiful," he said as she felt his fingers leave her mound. Her hand was clinging to his shoulder, her legs feeling a little uneasy beneath her in the wake of her climax. "Care to return the favor?" he asked. Her eyes shot open as she glanced up at him.
"Ah-huh," she said eagerly, as she considered what she could do for him. She liked the idea of giving him another blowjob, but not of kneeling on the hard tub they stood in. His hand took hold of her cheek as he leaned in to kiss her deeply. Her eyes fluttered closed.
"We could avoid the discomfort," he claimed as he pulled back. Her mind flashed with a series of semi-coherent concepts. But she was having a difficult time forming thoughts at the feel of his body pressed against hers. All that bare skin. She was so conscious of it, even after all they had done together.
"How?" she asked, instead.
"Do you trust me?" he asked and her eyes snapped open to meet his.
Metal. The answer was metal. It had to be.
As she watched his smile grow, she knew she was right and the question was, should she allow him to- god, what was he about to do to her?
"You'll like this, I promise," he chuckled before kissing her again and she felt herself relax against his lips. He had to be sure she would, otherwise it was a lie and he couldn't lie to her. "No, I can't," he agreed as he moved down to her neck, gently nibbling at her skin. "Do I have your consent?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, even as she felt her pulse quicken once again.
With that she felt thin ribbons of cold metal running up her legs and arms, numerous metal circles taking form over her limbs, including her wrists and ankles. She felt metal rounding her chest, creating a corset of sorts, as her bare breasts were supported by the supple metal. With a wave of his hand the metal was lifted and with it her entire body, into the steaming water, until her eyes were at the same level as his. Her arms were lifted up and behind her head, her right palm holding the back of her head and her left over it, as the metal rings fused together locking her position. Her back seemed to arch, as the corset stretched, her breasts prominently displayed before him. Her knees bent backwards, her toes brushing against the back of her thighs. All the while, her eyes didn't leave his and the satisfied glint she witnessed in response to his handling of her.
As she was now lifted, his hands were free to roam over her body and roam they did. Her eyes closed as he seemed to touch every inch of her skin. She desperately wanted to press her legs together, seeking friction, but the rings kept her legs suspended in place. Her only source of simulating was the warm water that ran down her body. Each drop that managed to run across her clit and lips only served to further inflame her as he continued to tease her with sensual touch.
"Erik, please," she moaned as he leaned in, his tongue licked circles around her nipple.
"Oh, I thought it was my turn," he chuckled darkly.
"But I ain't-"
"I can assure you, you are," he interrupted as one hand kneaded her breast, while the other pitched her nipple. "The act of submission is an action," he assured her. "A willful decision to allow another to do as they please," he commented before he leaned in and captured her lips. "And this does please me," he said huskily. "As I'm certain you've noticed," he added before his lips were on her neck again, licking, biting, kissing. "But if you're so insistent," he said as he pulled back. "Who am I to deny you?" he asked playfully before giving her another nip.
He pulled back completely and she watched him gesturing with his finger in a circular motion as her body was turned in kind. He also moved her forward and out of the water, the spray from the shower head only hitting her back. Slowly, carefully, he flipped her body until she was hanging upside down. Her soaking wet hair was held in place and away from her face by her hands that were still held by his powers on the back of her head. She felt a little lightheaded as watched his feet step forward and her gaze moved upwards as she felt his member brush against her cheek.
"No, discomfort, correct?" he asked as she stared wide eyed at his pulsing cock. The dizzy feeling she was experiencing was somewhat pleasant. And though her knees weren't suffering, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind. "Only because I haven't shown you the purpose of this position," he said as she felt her upper thighs settle on his shoulders. She shuddered as she felt two fingers at her opening, pulling her lips apart before his tongue began its assault on her clit.
"Oh god," she gasped as her eyes closed. She felt more cool metal at her mound's opening and realized he was using his powers to keep her clit visible, which allowed him to firmly grasp both of her butt cheeks as he increased the pressure of his tongue against her clit. She gasped, her mouth opening wide, and he used the opportunity to slip his cock into her mouth. She moaned and began to suck at his member in earnest as he thrust his hips forward, pumping in and out of her mouth as her lips added suction.
All the simulation culminated and she felt her entire body shaking relentlessly against the metal restraints as- he quickly pulled his cock from her mouth- a loud satisfied moan escaping her as she climaxed again.
"Breathe," he ordered. She obeyed as he gently kissed her inner thigh, her overheated skin shuttering at the contact. His chuckling wasn't helping either, but she kept taking breath as she tried to come down from her climax. "Good?" he asked a short moment later.
"Ah-huh," she answered.
"Good." He smiled. "Open your mouth and relax your jaw for me," he commanded, his voice firm, and husky with want. His ability to delay his own gratification was astonishing. She took another deep breath and did as he bid. "Ready?" he asked.
'Yes,' she thought, not waiting to move her jaw even an inch after she got it into the position he had asked of her. And with a gratified grunt his cock was returned to her mouth with an urgency that almost belied her previous thoughts
He thrusted ardently in and out of her mouth as her eyes closed. She kept her jaw as loose as possible as she felt him reach a hand down to the back of her head, their fingers entwining around her hair and pulling it tight. She felt him thrust as deep as he could into her mouth and lingered there.
"Breath through your nose," he advised her and she took a deep breath, fighting the choking feeling his cock was inspiring. "That's my Rogue," he uttered huskily before he resumed pumping in and out of her mouth.
He continued to thrust in and out, for what felt like minutes to her. She could tell he was enjoying this but- god, how long would it be before he came?
A dark laugh erupted from him as he pushed his member deep inside her mouth.
"Endurance is a favorable trait in a lover," he informed her.
'Is it?' she asked as she took another deep breath through her nose.
"It is indeed," he told her, as she felt his fingers slowly slip into her opening. Her body shuddered all over at the added simulation, as he became pumping his fingers in and-
Wait, his hand was on her head, holding her hand and another was on her butt cheek. She could feel his bare fingers against both. So, how was he?
"You know how," he said as he thrusted with renewed rigor, both his cock in her mouth and, what she now knew were metal fingers inside of her mound.
She was gasping again under his treatment, moans escaping her. The vibrations of her humming were edging him on, she could tell as he started to buckle against her mouth, his body growing tense against hers and his fingers gripping hard against her head. A muffled scream left her as he nibbled at her inner thigh, his lips caressing her skin before she felt him bite down as he finally came. She soon followed him over the edge, barely conscious that she had swallowed his expelled seed once more.
By the time Rogue was ready to open her eyes, he had turned her right side up, placing her down on the bottom of the tub. Sitting with her knees drawn up against her metal clad chest, she was still panting in the aftermath of her three orgasms, she saw- and better felt- the rings release their hold, her limbs now under her own command. The corset was still covering her chest and she took a deep breath as she felt him strip the metal away from her, forming a liquid that flew up and over the shower curtain and out of line of vision.
She knew he was standing behind her and with the lack of water that seemed to be hitting her, she didn't need to turn around to know he was most likely enjoying the shower and rinsing off.
She kept taking breaths as she ran a hand through her hair, wanting her soaking locks out of her face. She was also sore and needed to take a moment to evaluate her physical state. A necessary exercise after giving him complete control over her body. Her arms and legs felt stiff, but no more than after a Danger Room session. She didn't shift her body, but her body still felt an odd sensation in her vagina. She felt…full?
She parted her knees and glanced down at her opening and there saw a metal copy of his hand, and his index and pointer finger still inserted inside of her. With her own hand shaking, she reached down and took hold of it. The moment her hand touched his, it seemed to vibrate at her touch causing further simulation inside of her and she lost control of her breathing all over again. Her body shuddered all over, and with conscious effort, she denied herself. Rogue pulled them out of her, rather than what she wanted to do, move his fingers within her.
Blushing wildly as her fingers ran over the copy of his fingers, they were an exact match, as if he had molded it against his hand, down to the calluses and imprints of his finger prints. She couldn't help but sit and marvel at his creation, running her fingers along his, as she fought to regain her composure.
"A useful toy, don't you agree?" he asked, as she felt him lean down behind her.
"Ah-huh," she said as she felt his lips gently ghost over her collar bone.
"I can make others, if this sort of play keeps enticing you, my girl," he said against her ear. And she felt herself trembling with anticipation. How she could even consider wanting more after all that. The urge to insert his fingers was still lingering. She didn't understand how she could-
He chuckled as he took hold of her chin and turned her face towards him. He captured her lips and she melted against him, leaning back against him as he took hold of her cheek.
"That reminds me, I need to show you something before I leave tonight. Shall I leave you to finish your shower?" he asked.
"I don't think I'm ready to stand yet," she admitted, trembling as she was.
"Take your time," he said as he brushed her hair behind her ear. "We have all evening. Our only encumbrance is the amount of sleep you should get," he told her.
"We do need ta talk," she said, reminding herself more than him. He hummed in agreement, though the look he had fixed her with told her he would gladly make her climax again and again, if she asked him too. She shook her head at herself. Three times was plenty. "I'll be fine," she said. He leaned in and kissed her forehead.
"Take your time," he repeated before stepping out of the shower. She watched him glance up at the back of the bathroom door where her two towels were hanging; a large one for her body and a small one for her hair. "Does Charles still keep extra linens in the closet down the hall?" he asked
"Yeah, there should be a couple of extra towels there," she said.
"I'll fetch you a fresh one," he said as she heard him grab the larger of the two for his use. She watched him levitate the metal rings out of the shower. As she watched him dry his body, he turned back to glance down at her, his gaze shifting toward his metal hand. "Should I leave the toy?" he asked amused.
"Please don't," she said dryly and he laughed as he waved his hand and removed the copy as well, levitating all the objects into the main bedroom. He also grabbed the smaller towel.
"Could you?" she asked and as she watched him exit the bathroom, with a wave of his hand the shower curtain. "Thank you," she said.
"You're welcome, Anna-Marie," he said warmly before she heard the bathroom door close.
She leaned her head against the tile, closing her eyes as she decided to take him up on taking her time. She really needed to calm down. Her body was overstimulated and practically begging for more. She regretted giving the toy up.
Her eyes snapped open as she heard another hearty laugh emanate from the main bedroom.
She rolled her eyes at herself and then at him. They needed to talk. She knew that, he knew that. So, they were going to talk and nothing more.
A while later Rogue emerged from the bathroom, clad in the large blue towel Erik had retrieved for her from the linen closet. Erik sat up, now fully dressed, on his side of the bed-
She blinked, he always took the left side, didn't he? And she, the right. She shook her head, dismissing the thought as she walked over to the dresser for new clothes. She was pleased when she saw her favorite pajamas already assembled on top of the piece of furniture. She took them and excused herself back to the bathroom. Erik hadn't even looked up from his book, as she did so.
A few minutes later she exited the bathroom fully dressed. She hadn't bothered to do more than wring out the excess moisture in her hair. She was going to have to shower in the morning again to remove any trace of his scent from her, before her Danger Room session anyway.
This time Erik closed his book and gave her his full attention. She smiled at him as she walked over and sat on her side of the bed, drawing her knees up, she wrapped her arms loosely around her legs, not quite trusting herself to touch him, even casually. They really needed to talk.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," he repeated with mirth as he placed the book on the nightstand. "Where would you like to start?" he asked. Right, she probably should have figured that out by now. "Alright, on a scale of one to ten, how angry are you with me over the deceptions?" he asked.
She blinked.
"Hmm, zero," she said, surprised.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm not angry at all," she realized.
"Then what are you feeling?" he asked.
"A lot of gratitude for everything you've done for me," she said and he hummed thoughtfully in response. "The way I process information now is so much different than, like, a month ago," she thought at loud. "And that's all thanks to you and everything you've taught me. I recognize that you've manipulated me but- I don't know- it's like because I know what you could've done instead of what ya did. Yeah," she shrugged. "I guess I'm just grateful," she said.
"Come here," he said warmly, patting the bed directly next to him. She scooted over and he pulled her into his arms, they settled down on the bed, as they had many a night: her head resting on his chest as his arms were wrapped around her. He held her left hand in his right as his chin rested above her head. "I imagine you're also feeling conflicted," he supplied.
"Yeah," she sighed. "I haven't really processed that yet," she admitted. "But I know I feel bad about lying to Prof," she said.
"As you did the first time," he added.
"Ah-huh," she said.
"You didn't choose to join the X-Men," he reminded her.
"I know," she said.
"You don't owe him your loyalty," he said, though she wasn't sure she agreed with that. "You won't owe him your loyalty unless you choose to stay permanently," he amended.
"Oh," she said, blinking as she looked up at him. "You're saying, as long as I put off making a decision, I don't have ta feel guilty?" she asked.
"Yes, because if you chose to leave the X-Men, you won't owe him anything, will you? You won't be an X-Men, you won't be beholden to his cause, his authority, his facility or any who reside within it. This would merely be a short time in your life that would be part of your past, not your future," he said. And something about the finality of his statement deeply saddened her.
"I think ta think about that more," she said.
"Understandably so," he said before she settled her head back on his chest. She felt his lips on her forehead and her eyes fluttered closed.
"I don't wanna lose anyone," she whispered.
"I'm afraid that's inevitable," he said and she felt herself tense up against him.
"I can put it off, right?" she asked, turning to look up at him.
"I won't force you to make a decision," he promised.
"Neither's the Professor," she pointed out.
"Then you have time," he said.
"Yeah," she sighed thoughtfully. "Time."
"Anna-Marie," he said, calling for her attention. Her eyes refocused on him as he gently ran his fingers over her cheek. He took hold of her chin and pulled her to him. She melted against his lips, the softest of moan escaping her as they kissed.
"Should it need to be said, I have no intention of ceasing our relations as you contemplate your decision. However, I do have other obligations. Many of which I've allowed to fall to the wayside during our time together," he said.
She felt the urge to apologize.
"No, dear girl, that's not why I've told you this," he said. "Now that you know the truth, we can progress to the next stage of your training," he said.
She blinked, as she pulled herself out of his arms and sat up. He did the same.
"While you thought I was a mere Fragment in your mind, my continuous presence was essential. Not only for the ruse but also for your safety. Now that you're aware I don't reside within your mind, I can discard the pretense. As I said earlier this afternoon, I've reinforced the mental barriers, holding the Fragments back, daily. However, the only way we'll ever know if you can do so on your own, is if you practice on your own," he said.
"So, what's the next step?" she asked him.
"You tell me," he ordered.
She glanced away from him as she considered all he had said. She had to practice on her own, but he also said he wasn't going to allow her to fall back into the state he had found her in. He helped her daily- so-
She blinked.
"We're gonna test how long I can go without your help," she realized.
"Precisely," he said, his tone pleased with her deduction. "We'll start by doubling up," he said.
"So, I'll see you Tuesday night instead of tomorrow," she said.
"Yes," he said. "We'll progress from there. Take out time and gauge your limits. Hopefully those will expand as we practice," he said.
"Yeah, okay," she said, a little excited at the prospect. Growth of any kind was good, a step in the right direction.
"I'm so impressed with you, Anna-Marie," he said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "You've come a long way in an exceedingly short timeframe. I believe you even surprised Charles with your displays," he said and she cocked her head slightly as she tried to figure out what he meant by that. "Think for a moment. Friday morning before the Danger Room session, what did Charles know about your capabilities?" he asked.
"Well, he knew about my eidetic memory and that I was studying strategic management," she said.
"Based on that, what do you believe he expected from your performance?" he asked.
"He'd knew I'd win," she said and she watched him hold her gaze, he fixed her with an undefined look, before she gasped with surprise. "But not by how much," she realized. "He expected me to memorize the maze and with Kurt by my side ta beat everyone else. But he didn't- he didn't know I was gonna ensure no one else had a chance," she said, feeling slightly elated. "He underestimated me," she finished.
"Yes, he did," Erik confirmed.
"He ain't gonna make that mistake again," she laughed.
"No, he will not," he said, his grip tightening against her shoulder.
"He's gonna give me command of the X-Men," she realized. "At least for a session or two. He's gonna throw me inta the deep end to see what I can do," she said.
"Oh, yes," Erik smirked, his eyes flaring, pushing her back against the bed, as he leaned over her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as she pulled him in closer. "Make me proud," he said before his lips descended onto hers. She moaned in appreciation as his fingers slipped under the waistband of her pants and panties. She gasped as his fingers entered her yet again.
"Didn'tja wanna show me something?" she asked as he stimulated her, already she felt as overheated as before. This wouldn't take long but she doubted she was getting off the bed again afterwards. Sleep would soon follow.
"It's not urgent. Remind me Tuesday," he ordered.
"Ah-huh," she said as closed her eyes and she let her body relax against the bed, her arms falling to her side as she allowed herself to fully enjoy what he was-
Suddenly, he pushed his fingers inside of her, as far as their length allowed and cupped her mound, his palm pressing hard against her concealed clit and the lips of her opening. She felt her breath pick up as he shook his hand vigorously, stimulating her entire mound.
"Oh my god," she gasped., her entire body tensing against his.
"Like that, do we?" he asked, a chuckle escaping him.
"A-Ah-huh," was all she managed to respond with. He laughed again and redoubled his efforts, somehow vibrating her mound faster than- at least it felt faster.
"There's my girl," he said, his tone pleased, as his lips descended over the pulse at her neck, and he continued to…
"Erik," she cried out, her back arching as she came.
"Anna-Marie," he whispered. She forced her eyes to open, her breaths erratic as stared up at him. "I'll never tire of this, dear girl. I really could do this for hours," he commented, a smile on his lips as another shudder overtook her entire body in anticipation. "But you simply must sleep," he lamented as he pulled his fingers out of her mound and removed it from her entirely.
"Yeah," she sighed in agreement. He chuckled as she felt her lips against her forehead.
"Close your eyes for me, Anna-Marie," he ordered and they instantly fluttered closed. "Deep breath," he said next. As she obeyed she took in the smell that was uniquely his, made all the more cleaner, backed with the soap they'd both shared. She sighed a little; she felt safe and satisfied, beyond so.
"And relax," his voice soothing.
And then, as she had predicted, sleep soon had her.
