Inked

by untouchable hexing witch

Jubilee needs a summer job before starting her college life. As an aspiring artists to be the idea of a tattoo shop isn't so bad. With the perk of having good looking co workers with interesting tattoo's that maybe have interesting stories to go with them, why not? [Jubilay][Amarto][Romy][Xietro][Jonda] [AU No Powers] In shorter Words: The X-men Evo Tattoo AU no one asked for.

28. Resist and Disorder

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X-Men Evolution and its Characters do not belong to me. I'm writing this for pure fun and selfish reasons; those being that I want to see all my crack ships do very very naughty things ;)

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Hey all, no review responses cause there was no reviews.

Don't forget this is rated M ;)

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O Chapter 28 O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Jubilee stood on her stool and gave a loud "Wooooot" as Anna, Wanda and Laura started walking off the stage. Remy lingered behind them, his body waiting for the boys on the instruments to start moving off the stage but his red on black eyes on the southern girl ahead of him. Once the other boys joined him he gave a wave to the cheering girls in the audience and started making his way off.

As the lights went out Jubilee sat back down, her eyes going around the room. At the center of the room right in front of the stage there was a large amount of people squished together. The energy coming off it felt electric as they were all still reeling from the unexpected performance.

At the far side of them were small circular tables similar to the side they were on, all of them with a reserved sign at the centers. On their side there were already multiple people sitting, most of them X-men. The first table at the front closest to the stage seemed to be for the heads of the bands. On their side sat the short man Laura had pointed out as Logan to them months prior, next to him was the white hair woman who was at Logan's training room regularly and next to her was a bald headed man in a wheelchair. On the other side of him was a man with silver hair and although she had never seen him Jubilee could easily guess that it must have been Wanda's father because the resemblance to Pietro was uncanny. A woman with red straight hair sat next to him, her arm on his shoulder while she whispered in his ear.

At the table next to them sat Jean, who had turned to wave at them when she had caught sight of them and next to her sat Scott. The tables neighboring them were empty but she could easily assume that they were seats for the many missing X-men.

"Where do you think everyone is at?" Amara asked her eyes searching the rest of the room.

Jubilee opened her mouth to respond but didn't get the chance as a loud 'BOO' made her flinch and Amara jump in the seat next to her. The almond shaped eyes turned and glared at her dark skinned roommate who was getting smacked on the arm by his girlfriend who mumbled, "that wasn't funny".

Jubilee ignored the "I'm sorry's" from the Brazilian native as she looked behind his figure to stare at the 6 foot male accompanying him. A small smirk played on his lips while he watched the other duo before his steel gaze turned to her. His eyes raked over her figure and she found herself fidgeting, almost feeling as if he could see through her clothes, and who knows he could have easily been imaging it.

"Hey…we were just wondering where everyone was," she remarked, her eyes breaking away from his gaze to go back to Amara and Roberto who were now sharing a sweet kiss. She didn't hold her stare there long either, finding something intimate in the moment and looked away into the crowd. Seconds later there was movement besides her as Ray pulled out a chair to take a seat next to her.

"Everyone is getting ready…well they were getting ready and then when the music started we all came to watch what was happening?"

"What do you mean?" Amara asked while Roberto sat besides her.

"That was not a scheduled performance," the dark skinned male answered.

"I knew that song didn't sound familiar!" Jubilee remarked and thought back to the times she had been able to watch some of the rehearsals.

"Yeah, we had no idea what was happening when he started his speech so the Hellfire Club started freaking out cause they're technically the openers and they thought they were up," Ray commented, adjusting his seat so that his body faced the Asian female.

"I wonder how that came about. We've been doing this for weeks, hung out with all of them and no one ever made a peep about it," Roberto added on.

"Does it really matter? It was awesome and a perfect way to open if you really think about it. Members of the three most anticipated bands of the night all starting the show."

Ray grinned, "Most anticipated bands for you maybe but I'm sure there's some that would disagree."

Jubilee watched his line of sight to see it was on the opposite side of the room to the tables that were reserved for other bands. At one table a woman dressed in all white was frowning as a man in all black seemed to be muttering angrily.

"When are you going up?" she asked, turning her attention to the two toned haired boy.

"The X-dolls are pretty much in the middle of the performances and then I'll have some other stuff at the end of the night."

"Other stuff?" she inquired.

"Other stuff," he answered, not giving anything away.

Jubilee let her lips quirk upwards, "Ohhh so mysterious…" she teased letting one of her arms rest on the table top so she could rest her face on her hand as she slightly leaned towards him.

"Mmhmm," he answered back and unconsciously leaned in towards her, his eyes going to her lips. His voice went low into a whisper, "That something you li…"

"So how exactly is this gonna work? Does the next group just come up?" Amara asked unknowingly, breaking the moment between them and making them realize that they weren't alone but surrounded by hundreds of people. Luckily for them no one had been paying attention to them either way.

"Pretty much. I'm sure there's gonna be a few intermissions in between but the way the instruments are set up is generalized in a way that it can be used by anyone. The guitars and bass are at the side in case the band that's coming up doesn't use one or the other but the drums and the microphone are at the center cause everyone is gonna use those," Roberto answered pointing.

"Ah ok," Amara nodded as Roberto continued by saying that the only time there would be a stage change would be for the very last song.

Jubilee and Ray watched them for a few seconds before he turned back to her, "Wanna drink?"

Jubilee eyes went to the bar where a horde of people were crowded, "And wait in that line? I don't think so."

"You know you're with VIP right?"

She turned back to him, her eyes skimming his face, his jawline, the piercings at his lips and the small curl of it as he grinned at her. His eyes again, were set on her with an intense focus.

"…I know."

"Then what do you want? I'll get it for you…"

Her eyes went to his lips yet again before her own lips parted, "You…" she felt his body tense besides her at the words making her release a breath she didn't know she was holding. "should surprise me," she finished and looked away as new figures started to get on to the stage.

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Wanda gave a last pull on the tie of her corset top, the action giving her breast the extra oomph she was looking for. Her sapphire eyes scanned over her reflection in the mirror. Her red dress went to mid thigh, the bottom was lined with black silk which matched the corset squeezing her waist, her elbow long gloves and her strapped heels. She wore white knee high stockings that matched the white trimming of the top of the dress and a red hooded cape finished her ensemble.

She moved her body from side to side, "Alright, I admit that this looks good," she remarked while combing fingers through her hair, admiring the red tips she had just gotten touched up.

"Why do you sound so surprised? I told you it would…"

"Just cause you say things doesn't mean it's true," Wanda answered, giving her a pointed look that earned her a glare in return. Wanda smirked and put her hands up in the air, "I'm just saying…"

Anna ignored her, instead focusing on scrunching her own hair to give it a messy type of curl. When she was done she turned to her sister, noticing the silence only to find her staring at her tattoo wall, or to be more precise an arm decorated in black and red flames.

"This was a pretty cool idea by the way."

"Well we all needed some place to get ready. I guess we're just lucky that I didn't install cameras anywhere except the doors."

"I'm sure everyone here appreciates it," Anna commented, giving herself a last look. " I guess I'm ready to go if you are…"

Wanda nodded and they stepped away from her area. She started making her way out towards the lobby door, Anna following her at a slower pace as she told Kitty and the others that she'd see them out there and not before hearing Vertigo tell Malice that she couldn't wait till she was on the stage because she had a surprise of her own.

"Was Laura gonna sit by us or stay in her own personal dressing room?" Wanda asked when Anna caught up to her while they walked through the curtain that had been hung up separating the parlor's lobby to the hallway that connected to the Hg Lounge.

"I'm not sure. I haven't heard from her but now that you mentioned it, why didn't we just use your office as our dressing room?"

"Hell no, do you know how hard it is to clean up glitter?"

"Neither of us is wearing glitter."

"I put you in charge of costumes. You could have chosen glitter. Plus we both know the real reason she's in there."

"I would have never chosen glitter."

"Hey I've recently found out about some stuff I thought you'd never do so you can't blame me for being cautious."

"Shut up," Anna remarked and jabbed an elbow into her side.

"Ow, I wasn't even talking about whatever your dirty ass mind was thinking. I was talking about you being on stage just a bit ago with…"

"You and Laura were there too, it's different," Anna interrupted, not letting her say his name.

"Well…" before Wanda could say anything else they both got quiet hearing the sound of a door opening. They both looked towards Pietro's office hoping it would be Laura but instead they shifted their view to the break room door.

Wanda's eyes narrowed as they got closer to the individual coming out of it, "What the fuck are you wearing?"

Cerulean hues turned to watch them and a big smirk curled on to their lips. Before he had a chance to answer, the break room door behind him opened and a hand came out from it pushing him forward, "Come on homme, you're gonna cause a traffic jam."

Anna looked behind the Cajuns shoulder hearing commotion behind him catching a glimpse of a few Brotherhood members, Nasty boys and Horsemen getting ready. She then glanced at him to see that he hadn't changed out of the blank tank top and pants he had worn for the performance.

"Ah, you got distracted. Scarlet Witch…Rogue," he nodded in greeting.

Anna's black lips parted but before she had a chance to say anything Wanda who was still staring at John asked again, "What are you wearing?"

"You like?" John asked and brought his hands up towards her, acting as if he was going to scratch her, "Grawl…"

Wanda's sapphire eyes turned and glared at the southern goth besides her.

"I didn't tell him!" Anna defended before she threw her own glare at the red eyed Cajun.

His shoulders shrugged, "I didn't know it was a secret."

Wanda ignored him and turned back to John who now had his hands up on his head. One hand was making sure the ears on his wolf hoodie were up while the other pressed his orange locks down out of sight. She eyed the actions for a few seconds before her eyes lowered to inspect the rest of his outfit. He was wearing matching fur looking gloves, black pants and an open burgundy sleeveless shirt that showed off his arm tattoo and abs beautifully.

"It doesn't look good?" He asked, his hand again making sure the ears were pointy.

"It doesn't match any of your performances."

"I didn't want to match them."

"…"

"…"

Anna and Remy looked from one to the other, the minute feeling like an eternity in the awkward silence. After another 30 seconds Wanda sighed, rolled her eyes and started walking towards the lounge again.

"You know you're Rose Red, not Little Red riding hood!" Anna called after her. When she was far away she whispered, "Even though that is technically a little red riding hood costume…"

"So, it doesn't look good?" John turned to them. Remy rolled his eyes as well before pushing him away from them.

"the opposite, I think it looks too good and you're making it too obvious," Anna commented as the Aussie followed the red hair tipped female.

Once they were a good distance away Anna turned back to Remy only to find that his eyes were going up and down her body causing sudden heat. His head tilted to the side to inspect her outfit.

Her top was green, in a medieval style that had the material crinkling to give it that renaissance look. The sleeves were in a trumpet style, long and flowy starting just below her exposed shoulders. Around her waist was a small black corset, it was tight emphasizing her curves and short enough that it was exposing her midriff and the lettering of her tattoo.

The matching green skirt was long enough that it hid her feet from sight. It was kept in place by a thick black belt, that matched the black finger-less gloves on her hands.

"Interesting choice of gloves," he remarked. The words caused her fingers to flex before they disappeared out of sight clasping behind her. "You look nice..." he added and making an eyebrow perk, "can't help wondering what's underneath…"

"Play your cards right and you'll find out."

He smirked at the comment, "I can work with that. I'm really good at cards…" he took a step towards her, expecting her to maybe take a step back at the close proximity but was surprised when she didn't move an inch.

"I know," her face tilted upwards to adjust her gaze to his height. Something she regretted seconds later because it meant she wasn't paying attention to any other body parts so it came as a surprise when she felt a hand at her chest, fingers going to the center and pulling on the straight barbell.

Her eyes widened and lips parted into an "O", the sound of her hand smacking his away echoing in the small space.

"What? I was curious to see what the material felt like," he defended and brought his hands up in a defeat.

"Ballzy, we're not alone," her eyes moved down the hall to see that Wanda had reached the door to Pietro's office and was banging her hand on it.

"They're not paying any attention to us," he answered, turning the same way to see John standing besides Wanda, his eyes solely trained on her.

She rolled her eyes and took a step back, making his grin widened. He didn't mind her being a little mad, sometimes that made the sex more fun but knowing that sex wasn't happening for a few more hours he decided to be a good boy and changed the subject.

"So, how do you think the performance went?"

Her shoulders shrugged up, "The crowd ate it up, so I suppose good."

"Makes you wonder doesn't it?"

"About what?"

"How good our performance would have been."

Emerald hues met red on black as the air filled with tension. Her lips parted but before she could say anything both of their attentions went to the side again as a loud "WHAT?!" Exploded in the hallway.

Pietro had popped his head out of his office and was staring into identical sapphire eyes. Wanda looked past him into the room and yelled out, "If you're gonna sit next to us stop fucking around and hurry the fuck up."

From where they were Anna watched Pietro open his mouth but before he could say anything another head popped out besides him. She couldn't hear what Laura was saying but whatever it was must have been enough for Wanda because her step sister raised her hand and flicked it back and forth before they shut the door again and her sapphire eyes turned back towards them.

"I better go before she comes over and yells at me like that. I'll see you later…" She gave him a quick glimpse and started to walk away. Before she went too far she stopped hearing the small "Chere" causing her to glance over her shoulder.

"Bonne chance and have fun."

"You too…"

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"You're really just going to sit there and watch me change?"

Thin lips curled upwards. The sapphire eyes watching over her figure looked into the full body mirror he had set up

in his office to look into the offended hazel green orbs. "Why not? I'm done."

Laura rolled her eyes at him before she allowed them to skim down his own body. The white and gray suit he had started the night off with was gone and instead he wore black pants, a light gray shirt and a blue over jacket.

"I still say you should have kept the suit on. It was hot."

"I don't doubt it, but I don't think I would have matched your look so much with a suit."

Laura looked away from him to look at her own reflection. Her black shirt was tight, cropped going just underneath her breast. A small slit was at the top where the curves of her breast started. The sleeves were average length with a gap at the middle of them showing some of her arm. Her short shorts were high waisted, hiding her belly button but leaving space in between them and her crop top to show off the tattoo of her claws and the piercing green eyes. Fishnets decorated her legs but the mesh didn't hide her favorite thigh tattoos. Her socks barely reached just under her knees and her combat boots went to mid calf.

"How exactly do you match me now?" She asked, perking a brow.

"I'm wearing black," was the answer, making her turn to him with an annoyed look. He smirked in response, "and I'm wearing blue…" he looked away from her to dig into a plastic bag on his desk. He pulled out a canister and started shaking it as he jumped off his desk and made his way over to her.

He then outstretched the item to her, "You look hot by the way."

"Yeah?"

He didn't answer verbally, instead letting his now free hands go to her waist, fingers hooking on to the loops of her shorts and tugging backwards so her behind crashed into his pelvis. Her eyes moved away from her reflection to see the sapphire pools noticing a dark shade overcome them as he repeated the action.

Her lips curled upwards, "Planning to prove your sister right?"

"About?"

"Fucking in here?" At her words he repeated the action once more, this time more harshly. His fingers let go of the hoops so that his hands could go to the side of thighs keeping her firmly in place. His head dipped down until his lips were at her earlobe.

"I would love to do that…" his warm whisper caused a shiver down her spine, "…but as soon as we're done I gotta go out there and control the masses," he let his teeth nip at her ear causing a low moan out of her lips.

"You suck, now move before I make you match me even more," as she said the words she shook the canister he had handed to her.

He grinned at the annoyance in her voice but planted a small kiss at her neck before quickly running away from her as she brought the can up towards her head. The sound of an air spray was all he heard for a few minutes.

He watched her patiently, her hands grabbing at random strands of hair turning them blue. As she finished up he could easily see that she hadn't changed much, physically anyway from when she had joined the X-men and a small genuine smile curled onto his face. His younger self would have never admitted the attraction to her at that time and would have never believed that this was in fact where they were now.

"What are you smiling about?"

"No reason, It's just been a while since you've gone blue."

"Hm," was her only response as she moved some strands styling it to better emphasize the color.

"So have you made any decisions yet?"

"About what?"

"Wolverine."

Laura stopped messing with her hair and gave him a glance. "No, why are you even thinking about that right now? Isn't there like a billion other things on your mind?"

"Maybe, but the thing about that is that you are always on my mind…." They held an intense stare before Laura pursed her lips and looked back to the mirror.

"Cheesy."

"You don't believe me?" He asked and started making his way back towards her now that she was no longer spraying blue paint in her surroundings, "Cause it's true…the only thing that trumpets you is Luna."

"No I believe it, but that doesn't mean it's not cheesy," she responded and let him wrap his arms around her waist. She felt his lips just below her ear, then on her cheek and then on her jaw, making her head turn to the side so the next peck would fall on her lips but before there could be any contact a knock on the door made them pause.

"Ignore it and they'll go away," Pietro mumbled and went in for the kiss. Again, a knock echoed in the room, this time the bang sounding louder.

Laura smacked at his hands, "Go get it, I just need to put my lipstick on."

He obliged and after a few strides was at the door opening it, eyes widening a bit before nodding and turning to her, "It's for you."

Laura didn't move her gaze from the mirror, instead watching her lips pucker into a kiss making sure the blue lipstick covered the whole area. She then started making her way towards him and believing it was Wanda coming back for her started talking, "Came back to see if we're done christening the office?"

Pietro quickly added, "She's kidding," and took a step away from the door. Laura perked an eyebrow at the action but her own eyes widened a fraction when she made it to the door.

"Logan! Hey…what's up?"

The short man's gaze was still on the taller individual behind her. After a few seconds he turned to her, "X huddle. They want everyone together. Stripes thought it was a good idea that I come and get you, something about you taking your sweet time if she was the one to do it."

"Isn't she so smart," she mumbled more to herself before turning to look at Pietro, "I'll see you on the stage."

He nodded at her and as Logan turned to start walking away he perked both of his eyebrows at her, almost as if telling her 'Do it now'. She glared at him and started speed walking out of the room to catch up.

When she did she adjusted her shirt so that it looked longer, "So why are we doing a huddle now? "

"You know how Chuck is, team bonding and a good luck send off."

"No I get that, but I mean technically me and Anna already did our first performance."

"Well we would have done it before than if we had known about it wouldn't we have?" He asked and gave her a look.

She gave a guilty smile, "If it makes you feel better it wasn't my idea!"

He shook his head in answer before, "You did great. Ro and I are really proud of you guys and we know tonight is going to be a good night."

She nodded at the remark, a knot suddenly getting stuck in her throat, Pietro's look from earlier coming back to her and a vision of herself suddenly saying, "So anyway I think you might be dad" coming to mind.

"So I've had something running through my mind the last few weeks while we've gotten things ready for the show and I think it's time…"

His voice broke her out of the thought, "Time for what?"

"You'll know by the end of the night ."

"Well that sounds cryptic."

"I guess you're not the only one that keeps things close to the chest."

She gave a grunt in response which caused a chuckle as they continued down the hall into the room of chaos.

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Remy watched the Morlocks and Spyke make their way off the stage. He really shouldn't have been sitting there waiting for the next performance considering that he was performing afterwards but there was no way he could miss this.

He let his eyes roam the audience knowing that it would be a few minutes before the next performers made their way up. Movement to the side of him made him look away from the crowd to see John, wolf hoodie still safely in place, take a seat beside him.

"Where have you been? I was expecting you sooner after your performance with the Marauders."

"Went to grab a snack," his hand outstretched his bag of m towards him.

"I'm good. I'm surprised you're still wearing that, I thought Malice trying to play with it on stage would have made you take it off."

"She didn't touch it so it's not tainted. Plus, the main reason I'm wearing it is coming up. Why would I take it off now?"

"She's right, you're making it pretty obvious today."

"We only have two weeks left, pretty much at a now or never stage," he answered, letting his mind go to a kiss from a few days before. The taste of Strawberries still haunting his every thought.

Before Remy could say anything the music in the room dimmed, his heartbeat skipped a beat at hearing the sweet voice echoing in the room and his eyes went back to the stage where the Brotherhood members were already in place.

"Rose red…rose red…" the white spot light turned and centered on her making her pale skin glow. "Roooooose red…"

A red spot light turned on on the opposite side of the stage and Scarlet Witch mimicked the harmony with "Snow white…snow white…"

The crowd exploded with noise, cameras were out and pointed on the stage as multiple voices echoed similar murmurs from the first performance that night. Comments of, it's been such a long time since Scarlet Witch has performed or even it's been a long time since the two sisters had graced the stage with the Brotherhood members.

Next to him John had stilled, not bothering to notice that a few of the crowd audience, probably the ones that had been following the band long before the Acolytes were staring at him. His outfit was really making a statement.

His eyes were focused on the stage where Scarlet Witch was walking towards the center of the stage, both the white and red spot lights being focused on her while the rest of the stage became illuminated in a dim warm light. "You used to call me Rose Red…How could I ever forget? Full of love and passion you said…" her eyes skimmed the crown and landed on their table, "Now I'm full of hatred and filled with dread…"

The white spotlight strobed on her before disappearing and going to Rogue who was at the far opposite side of her. The lights behind her turned pale white while she brought a hand up and stretched it towards Wanda, "We had a bond that was stronger than they could ever comprehend…"

Under the red glow Wanda mimicked the move, bringing a hand up and facing Rogue, "And you know that people fear what they don't quite understand…" as she said the words her gloved hand glowed into a bright blue.

Both Acolytes watched the stage memorized. The beat of the song became stronger as it went into the chorus and both girls started walking around the stage, avoiding getting too close to each other, as if a divine power was keeping them apart.

Rogue eventually stopped at the front center stage , "You used to call me Snow White…" another spotlight shone on her as small specks of white started to fall onto the stage behind her, "A snowflake shining bright!" Her hips started swaying side to side slowly, haunting, "Full of serenity and light…Now my heart…" her free hand which had been at her chest rose to her lips, "is suffering…" and dragged her black polished middle and index finger across them, "from frostbite…"

The audience who had been watching her actions transfixed quickly moved their attention across the stage where Scarlet Witch's voice cut through without pause, "We had a bond that was stronger than they could ever comprehend…" as she sang, her free hand went to the bottom of her microphone hand, the fingertips rolling the silky white material of her glove up, "We are one…" in a quick moment she moved her microphone away to pull the rest of the garment off, "We could do anything…" and then outstretched her bare hand out to the pale X-men while taking a few steps towards her, "if you just hold my hand…"

Rogue mimicked the number of steps, her hand reaching out for her but stopping short of their fingertips touching, "We had a bond that was stronger than they could ever comprehend…" Scarlet Witch's hands started to emit their blue glow as she made a face as if she was straining to make contact, "And you know that people fear what they don't quite understand…"

Rogue finished her line and her fingertips finally made contact with her sisters and the audience cheered and then gave an awed gasp.

Remy smiled at the reaction, his eyes leaving the glowing blue hands to look at the crowd. He watched the smiling and entranced audience and his smile started to falter. Soon this was going to be his life 24/7, and though he loved it he was starting to feel the weight of what he was leaving behind. He gave a quick glance at John who wore a conflicted expression on his own face before turning his attention back to the stage where Rogue and Scarlet Witch were finishing up.

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Rose Red, Rose Red, Rose Red

Snow White, Snow White, Snow White

Jubilee's mouth stayed open as she watched Wanda and Anna make their way off the stage, neither bothering to wave at the crowd like many of the performers before them had.

Ray moved his gaze away from the platform to glance at the Asian girl and smirked. One of his hands came up and a finger brushed on her bottom lip, the action causing her to break out of her daze.

"You're giving bugs the option for a new home."

"Extra protein," she responded, sticking tongue out at him.

An eyebrow perked upwards and his face moved in closer to hers, "If you want extra protein I think I can help you with that."

Her hand came up and smacked his arm, her eyes quickly looking around to see most of the others in deep conversation bursting with excitement about the performance of one of their own.

"You're funny…not," she added with an eye roll, her eyes going to the middle section of the crowd where people were now dancing while they waited for the next performers. "You gotta admit though, that was pretty cool. The glowing of the hands and the way the glow transferred to Anna."

"Honestly, yeah. Seeing it with the special effects definitely gives all the songs a different twist than during rehearsals."

"Is there a lot more of that going on?"

Ray's shoulder shrugged up, "Not sure about everyone else's but the last one will."

"Ah, your secret secret hush hush one."

"That's the one."

"Tell me something about it."

"No, you gotta wait like everyone else."

"Come on, just something for me to look forward to."

"I'll be there, isn't that enough?"

"Eh," was her response as she shrugged and then giggled when he gave her a look. After sobering her laugh she bit her lip, an action that caught his attention. "Come on, pretty please…I'll make it worth your while."

The words made his gray blue hues travel back up to meet the dark brown ones, "How?"

She shrugged, "What would you want?"

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, "I can choose a location."

"…alright."

"Really? That was easy," both her shoulders shrugged up. "Hmm.." He took on a pensive expression, "I guess I can tell you…" a hand came up and his fingers tapped his chin with faux internal debate, "I'm wearing yellow."

"…aren't black and yellow the X-men colors?"

"Yup."

"That doesn't count! Tell me something new!"

"You didn't ask for anything new, you just asked for something."

"That's cheating."

"It's not, you didn't specify."

"But…"

"We're back!"

Jubilee jumped at the loud entrance, making space between her and the six foot tall male as Bobby, Tabitha, Amara and Roberto made their way to the table.

"What were you two whispering about?" Roberto asked before grabbing the drink he had left on the table earlier.

"Jubilee was making a pro list to make me feel better about the fact that we're working tomorrow."

Bobby sniggered at this, "I can't believe you guys are working. Scarlet witch did not give a fuck about you guys having a good time tonight."

"Wanda trusts us to have self control," Jubilee responded.

Ray nodded, agreeing before turning to Roberto, "that…or she wanted you to fail, you open right?"

Roberto made a disgruntled noise before chugging the rest of his drink.

"Go easy on any more, we go on after the Horseman," Tabitha remarked and pushed his empty cup further away.

"How sweet of you to care," Roberto answered sarcastically.

"Anna just pulled out an amazing show, the rest of us X-dolls have to follow suit. So no more drinking, until afterwards, then do whatever you want and we can too since we don't work tomorrow," Tabitha turned and gave Bobby a suggestive wink.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Lucky I don't need to drink to have a nice night," Roberto answered and turned in his seat to start rubbing his nose against Amara's.

Ray scrunched his nose at the sudden PDA between both couples. After a few seconds he turned to Jubilee who was watching them too, her expression a mix of wanting to look away but being unable to..

"Hey," his voice caught her attention, making the decision for her. "I can't stand this mushy love crap anymore, you wanna go sit somewhere else?" His head tilted to the side where two tables away Laura sat alone, most likely waiting for Anna and Wanda.

"Yes, please. See you later," Jubilee winked at Amara before getting up to ale their way a few tables down.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Pietro watched Laura bounce from one leg to the other, her hands shadow boxing the air besides her sporadically getting all her jitter bugs out.

"You look like you're ready to go out there and kick someone's ass instead of singing a ballad," he teased.

"I'm always ready to kick someone's ass," she answered and stopped her bouncing to look at the stage which now had two stools in front of the instruments that wouldn't be touched during their own performance.

"I believe it," he responded, throwing her a smirk, "Have you been enjoying the night?"

"Yeah I have. Everyone is doing well, even those Hydra idiots."

He smirked at the comment and moved closer to her until he was directly next to her, their arms touching, "Be nice," he remarked and let his body lean forward so that his head tapped her own.

"How are you doing? Stress level doing ok? None of these silvers are actually gray right?" One of her hands went up to let fingers run through his hair.

"Not gonna lie there's been moments where it's spiked up a bit…"

"How come?"

"Some technical hiccups but we've gotten it under control. Hmm…there was also an announcement change brought to my attention just a little bit ago…"

"What is it?" She asked distractedly, still looking into the empty stage as a technoelectro beat blared through the club.

"I really think you should find a moment to talk to he who must not be named about you know what." That comment made her turn to him.

"Lord Voldormort is here?"

He rolled his eyes and ignored the joke, taking one of her hands in his, "I really don't think it's going to be as bad as you think it might be."

"Why are you bringing this up right now?" Before he could answer, the music in the building started to die down and a voice started to make the announcement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we hope you're enjoying your night. Next up for your entertainment, the man of the night who's helped cater this night to your liking, please give it up for the Brotherhood of Mutant's Quicksilver!"

"I'll see you out there," he gave her hand a squeeze before letting her go and taking a few steps away from her to grab the acoustic guitar that had been on the side for him before stepping out onto the stage.

The crowd had started to cheer as soon as they had heard his stage name but as they caught sight of him their shouts escalated in volume. She rolled her eyes but despite herself gave a small smile and waited for them to announce her.

"And joining him is the X-men's very own, Wolverine!"

Her smile faded, a look of confusion overcoming her expression. The loudness from the crowd died down, replaced by gasps and hush whispers because everyone knew Wolverine didn't perform. He might have had decades ago for the original form of the X-men but everyone knew him as the manager now.

"You're holding up the show kid." Her face snapped to the side, to see the Wolverine himself approaching from the off stage stairs. "And we're on a time limit," he added, stopping right next to her.

"What's going on?"

"I've told you before that that was gonna be your name."

"Yeah, when you've retired."

"I retired from this part a long time ago. You've been ready for the new handle, tonight's the night to prove it to everyone else."

"How do you know I'm ready?"

"Did I ever tell you why I got the name?" She shook her head, "they alway said I had the temper of one…and the stature." He made a face at the addition before giving her a nod, "I think you've always had it in you…go kill it."

He looked away to look on the stage. She mimicked the move seconds later to see Pietro's intense sapphire eyes on her, waiting. She took a deep breath of air in and started making her way towards him, her heart suddenly accelerating as the loud cheers and jeers filled the quiet when the crowd caught sight of her.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

"I really don't think this is necessary."

"I think it is," came the quick reply as they walked into the room. "I know he has a secret stash."

"I'm sure he has a secret stash. I just don't think we need it, we're VIP, I know the line looked huge but I'm sure we weren't going to have to wait long."

"Well, I don't wanna wait at all."

Wanda watched Anna open Pietro's desk drawer looking for the bottle she was sure was hidden in the room. While she searched the memory of what had just happened minutes ago replayed in her head.

The Nasty Boys were just about finished with their performance. She personally didn't think there was anything great about them but she would admit that their style was edgier than most bands there that night. So the crowd was eating them up, it probably didn't hurt that they also had the Acolyte's "Diable Blanc" with them. The performance had been the same as it had been during rehearsals with the exception of the last minute, which was when Vertigo, who had been sliding a hand up Gambits arm suddenly grabbed at the back of his neck and pulled him forward having their lips lock.

He stood motionless for a few seconds not having been expecting it but when he did move away he smiled charmingly at the crowd who woot and hollered.

She then watched them start moving off the stage, her mouth agape still surprised by the turn of events. She eventually turned to find her step sister in a similar stance, her eyes narrowing with each passing minute and now here they were, looking for alcohol in her twins office.

"Found it!" Anna exclaimed, bringing a clear bottle out of a drawer and displaying it above her head.

"Great, now if you only had something to drink from," Wanda remarked and looked around for a cup.

An uncharacteristic "pfft" came out of the southern beauty as she opened the bottle, put her lips at the top and took a swig. She watched her pale face make a sour face, shake her head and then take another drink.

"You wanna talk about what's bothering you?"

"Do you?"

"Nothings bothering me."

"You sure about that? I've noticed you've gone to great lengths of ignoring a certain orange haired Acolyte. "

"I'm always avoiding him."

"Actually you started to warm up, until a conversation we had the night I showed you your outfit," Anna eyed the little red riding hood outfit.

The memory of John's kiss came to mind. Her drawings on his wall, his finger tips at her skull and her insides started to burn. Instead of answering verbally Wanda outstretched her hand out asking for the bottle.

"We are definitely related," Anna remarked, handling her the clear liquid. As Wanda took a few swigs of her own the emerald hues looked around the room. "Where do you think they've done it? I just wanna make sure I don't sit there."

Wanda rolled her eyes at the question, "you give him too much credit. I doubt he would have in here."

"Why?" Anna did a little hop and sat on his desk.

"He's a wimp, he hasn't even gotten tatted even though I keep telling him it's lame that as the leader he doesn't have the Brotherhood sign on him. You really think he'd have sex in here with the fact that anyone could walk in?" She passed the bottle back.

"Sometimes if you have the right incentive," she responded and rattled the bottle in her hand back and forth suggestively before taking a big drink.

"I don't know what would be more disturbing about that, the idea of him doing it or the idea that if he did Laura would be doing it on the clock."

Anna smirked, "It should be the idea of him doing it."

"Then why are we still talking about it?"

"Cause it beats talking about us," Anna replied. They both shared a look before she took another big sip.

"I guess the good thing is we only have two weeks to go," Wanda remarked. They both stayed quiet after the comment, the only noise that echoed in the small space for a few minutes being the tap of their nails as they passed the bottle back and forth and when Wanda decided to take a seat in Pietro's chair.

It'd be about ten minutes later when Anna jumped off the desk, "Alright, I'm starting to feel the buzz. Let's go back before someone comes looking for us."

"Who else still needs to go?" Wanda asked, standing up.

"Tabitha and the others need to do their X-doll performance, The Morlocks' collaboration with the Marauders and Pietro had something planned for the Acolytes and BoM. I heard we'll have a waiting time for that one to be set up so I would say we still have more than an hour to go," Anna answered, putting the almost empty bottle where she had found it.

"Let's hope my buzz survives till then."

The southern girl smirked but didn't answer as she passed her to go to the door. Wanda watched her letting her get a few steps ahead, not being in any hurry. That was until a hand came out of nowhere as soon as Anna had gone past the door, grabbing her and pulling her away from sight.

Wanda quickened her step only to freeze at the door frame once she caught sight of not just one southerner but two.

Even though she was a foot shorter Anna's head was tilted back so the red on black and green connected, the fire in her eyes something fierce. She could barely hear the Cajuns' whispered tone but even if he had been shouting she wouldn't have been able to understand the French words. She wasn't sure if Anna chose to speak English for her benefit knowing she was there or if she had had one shot too many to string French words together. Either way all she could do was tense up on the spot when the southern accent answered the French whisper with, "I wasn't hiding…"

She watched Gambit's eyes roam her sister's face slowly, staying on her lips for an extra beat before they glanced over at her. "Scarlet, I'll be borrowing your sœur for a bit."

"What for?"

"To talk."

"There's no need."

"I think there is."

"There isn't."

"I didn't know she was gonna do that!"

"I didn't ask. You don't need to explain anything to me, you're a free agent. Kiss whoever you want!"

Wanda looked from one to the other. The last comment from Anna making both of them stare at each other in a challenging manner. The silence went on for a minute that felt like an eternity to the red cladded girl and for a moment she really wished she wasn't there. As her ruby lips parted to speak she was saved as Gambit swiftly grabbed Anna by the wrist and started walking away towards the back entrance of the hallway.

"Allons-y." (Let's go)

Wanda's eyes widened and watched them go. Her sapphire orbs stayed on their hands and watched Gambit's grip loosen up enough that even though Anna was resisting his hand slid down so that his palm pressed against hers.

"Where are we going?"

The Cajun shrugged, "We'll figure it out on the way."

"Wait! You're leaving?" Wanda called out after them.

At her question Anna put her weight into her heels, her fingers separated to interlock with his and after making sure her grip was tight on him she stopped and pulled. The action came as a surprise and his body easily ricocheted into her.

"We can't leave. You still have performances left."

"I don't care about the performances," he gave her a meaningful look.

"...You're kinda a big part of tonight swamp rat. You can't leave…"

"…"

"Nous pourrons parler plus tard (We can talk later…)

"…"

"Je te retrouverai chez toi après le spectacle (I'll meet you at your place after the show.)

"….D'accord." (All right)

Wanda watched as they continued their staring contest for a few more seconds before Anna looked over her shoulder at her, "Let's go."

Wanda nodded, deciding that verbally answering wouldn't help the tense atmosphere. She really wished she hadn't been present for the odd and intimate moment. She started making her way towards them and watched Anna release her hold on the Acolyte, side stepping him to walk past him. Before she could take a step his hand was back on hers.

"Anna- Marie…" She stopped in place, her eyes going to his before dropping to his lip. He didn't say anything else, only brought the captured hand up to lips, placing a kiss at the back before letting it go.

Anna gave a small nod but didn't linger, continuing her walk only looking back seconds later to make sure that she wasn't far behind.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Ray gave a low energy cheer lifting his cup letting it tap alongside a few others as the table he was at erupted with cheers. The X-dolls had just finished their performance successfully and as a reward Scott had surprised them and had bought them all drinks. So there he was with the other other members congratulating each other for a good night even though technically he still had one last number to go.

He lifted the cup to his lips and let his gray blue eyes drift towards the dance floor letting them find a shade of yellow that lingered on his mind way too frequently lately. He knew where he would find her because he had easily caught sight of her while they were on the stage.

Her outfit consisted of blue jean shorts, a pink tube top that showed off her belly button, her signature yellow jacket and a black belt that wrapped around her hips diagonally. Her hands were holding on to Amara's putting them in the air as she let her hips sway from side to side while the next band started to set up. His eyes roamed up and down her body carefully allowing his eyes to darken now that she was so far away and he was sure no one was watching him.

At least he thought no one was.

"I'm glad to see you don't look like shit anymore."

"...I thought the word you used was miserable."

"I was being nice."

He looked away from the duo on the dance floor to look at his ex, "You always knew how to sugar coat things."

"I have many talents. So since you look less 'miserable' is it safe to say that you did something about it?"

He shrugged, "Not really."

"Then what changed?"

His mind briefly replayed the actions that had happened the day after their talk and everything that had happened since. Deciding that he did not want to say, 'We fucked and have been fucking all week' he answered with, "I stopped avoiding her."

She nodded at the answer and he turned back to the dance floor but then froze in place. Jubilee and Amara were gone. He looked around frantically trying to find the mustard shade of yellow wondering how they had managed to sneak away so fast, he had only looked away for a few seconds.

"Take a breath Romeo, she's over there." Ray turned back to Tabitha to see her pointing to the area where they had been sitting earlier. His face whipped over to the same direction to see Jubilee starting to take a seat, Amara was nowhere in sight.

"Go," Tabitha gave him a few friendly slaps on the back before pushing him towards the table. He stumbled a few steps forward and when he turned to glare at her over his shoulder he saw that she was already turning and going towards Bobby's table. Not lingering to watch her go he continued forwards stopping at the table where the dark hair Asian was tapping away at her phone. Whoever she was messaging was distracting enough that she didn't notice he had arrived until he leaned on the table taking the seat beside her.

"So what did you think?"

She looked up from her phone and offered him a smile, "Hey, you guys rocked. You know that, you heard them," she tilted her head at the crowd. He nodded in answer an action that went unnoticed as she looked back down at her phone.

"Where did you leave Amara?"

"Where did I leave her! More like where did she leave me, Roberto came and whisked her off saying that it was his turn."

"Hmm…" he looked around as if the two would magically appear. When they didn't he turned back to her to see her furiously tapping on her screen yet again. "What are you doing?"

"Messaging my parents, they wanna go over details for next week."

"…"

"…you know, they're trying to book my flight…"

"…"

At his silence she looked up to see what it was that had distracted him only to find the grayish blue hues on her. "…What?"

"…Nothing…I just wasn't expecting the date to creep up on us so fast. It feels like this last week went by in a flash."

Jubilee nodded, it was true, the last week since she had started being a distraction again had gone super quick, especially compared to the weeks they hadn't interacted. "Yeah, it'll be here in no time pretty much. This weekend is going to go fast with all the camping stuff and then we'll work a few days and then…I'll be gone."

"…yeah."

She gave another small nod and looked away, not being able to hold the intense gaze. Through her peripherals she could see his mouth opening and closing a few times.

It would be after a whole different song was playing in the lounge before she heard the low murmured, "Hey," making her look away from the dancing crowd.

"Hmm…"

He hesitated for a few seconds, "…before you leave…I…um…just want you to know that…"

A loud bang interrupted him, not only making them jump on the spot but it seemed the fans were also taken aback. Many of them screamed in surprise and all eyes went to the stage to see a bald man on the stage, a woman with an eye patch next to him and a pretty young looking male with red beanie and covered in green makeup to the side of her. Behind them on the instruments many Maurders were already in place.

Jubilee eyed them carefully, many of the expressions of them seeming like they would love to be anywhere but there. She slowly turned back to Ray to see his eyes on the stage too, before she could ask him to continue whatever it was he had been saying earlier they were interrupted yet again.

"You ready to see what happens?" Both turned to the voice to see Roberto walking to the table, Amara following but her own eyes on the stage.

"Hopefully nothing will happen," Ray answered.

"Why would you expect something to happen?" Amara asked while taking a seat next to Jubilee.

"There's some bad blood between them. They've been keeping it cordial but every so often you see it. There's been some fighting during rehearsals, very minimal and Pietro ends up controlling it but it's game night. We've been drinking and the adrenaline being up there just makes things a little unpredictable," Roberto answered.

"Looks like we're not the only ones thinking something might happen," Ray muttered and nodded his head to the side.

The others turned to look in the direction to see Remy and John, who had only been seen one other time at the tables, stopped their stroll at the rail next to the table Professor Xavier and Magneto sat at.

Jubilee let her eyes wander to the older males before her gaze went back to the stage, curiosity getting the best of her and momentarily making her forget the moment that the big bang had disturbed.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Wanda licked her lips enjoying the lingering taste of her Summer Sunset. Anna had disappeared from their table a few minutes ago, if she was going to guess it was to avoid a certain Cajun charmer who had appeared moments ago prior to the performance between Calisto and Malice.

Knowing that he was rarely ever alone she got up herself to follow her sister only to see that she must have been very motivated to move as fast as she did because she was no longer in sight. Deciding that she was still not going to stick around she went towards the bar. Now that the night was ending, it was less busy and wanting to keep her buzz from the vodka sips earlier it seemed like the perfect place for her to go.

So she had ordered herself a Summer Sunset because she might as well continue with the Vodka theme and a Watermelon Candy shot, which she downed immediately, because she wanted something sweet and was now watching the dancing crowd nearby ignoring the suggestive looks from a few men watching her.

After one pursed his lips and threw her a kiss she found herself rolling her eyes and pushed away from the bar to start heading back towards the table, her second drink in hand. She stopped after a few steps as a body moved in front of her.

She eyed the tan skin, her eyes following the lines of the muscles peeking through the ridiculous wolf hoodie. Not wanting to linger on the exposed skin her eyes traveled upwards to meet with a cerulean shade.

His head tilted to the side, one of the ears of the hoodie dropping in the same direction and he smiled. She blinked lazily at the action, trying to ignore the way her heartbeat started to race and the loud 'fuck' that rang inside her head. The Watermelon Candy shot was starting to take effect.

"Hey…"

"Hello," she answered, watching his eyes take a brief glimpse at her lips. "What's up? You're in my way."

"Nothing. It's been a bit busy so I hadn't had a chance to congratulate you on an awesome performance."

"Thanks…" she brought the Summer Sunset up to her lips and took a bigger drink than she was originally wanting to but the way he was looking at her made it hard not to want liquid courage to keep eye contact. When most of the burning liquid had made it past her throat she lightly pressed her lips together getting every last drop of the alcohol. "Is that all?"

The question made him blink a couple of times before his lips parted, "Actually no. I came to collect."

"On what?"

"You owe me, from that day we went to breakfast. It wasn't a date, remember?"

Wanda frowned at the words, "I already paid you back in those drawings," she answered and made to walk past him.

"Ah ah ah," his hand went and grabbed her elbow, keeping her from going far. He pulled lightly and her body went back stopping when her side touched his chest. "You did that all on your own."

Her lips curled downwards even more, not really at him but more at the fact of the truth of the words and what they meant. "Fine, What do you want?"

John finally looked away from her to look at the massive crowd at the center of the room. Bodies were interlocked as they swayed and turned in place to the slow electronica beat. He turned back to her, different shades of blue meeting before his head tilted to the side.

Her eyes somewhat narrowed before turning to the crowd of lovers. After a brief pause her drink went back to her lips and in a quick swing the glass was empty. She took a few steps towards a table nearby to leave the glass on the counter before making her way back towards him.

"Fine," his lips curled upwards making her eyes roll, "but…no slow dance." The addition didn't make his smile waiver.

His shoulders shrugged upwards, "I didn't want to dance to this song anyway."

Her eyes stayed connected to his for a beat too long and she started to feel warmth spreading within her. To avoid his intense gaze she looked away back towards the slow dancers and blamed the last drink for the dizziness that was starting to hit her and started to play with her red hood making sure it was still correctly in place.

It wasn't long before the slow paced song ended. The DJ made a brief announcement that the next performance would be starting in a few more minutes so if anyone needed a refill now was the time before he started the new song which started with an upbeat electric beat.

/And it all goes red

Well I've seen it all before/

The moment that it started Wanda made her move and started to zig zag through people, John hot on her trail. When she stopped it was at a more secluded area where the lights were dimmed compared to the center of the dance floor.

/Lying in this bed

I just can't take it anymore/

She waited for him to be directly in front of her before her body started to move.

/Pounding in my head

I can feel it move the floor/

She started off slow, her hips swaying side to side to the seductive beat. He followed suit, his legs mimicking hers to stay in her line of sight. Her arms started to move back and forth at her side moving as if they were wading through water before going up into the air and pulling down, as they did she closed her eyes and let the music guide her movements. He continued his side to side letting his hands go in a small back and forth motion while he took baby steps closer to her.

/It's just like you said

I don't belong here anymore/

It was something she didn't notice until she felt a hand on her own while she did the 'pull the spider web' move. Her eyes opened as he gave a slight pull on her hand making her crash into his chest. Now that she was that close she could smell the faint smell of sandalwood.

/I'm on fire/

His hand dropped hers on his shoulder while his other hand went to her waist and let her lead, his body copying the sway in her hips. She surprisingly allowed his hand to stay where it was and even gripped at his shoulder as their bodies meshed together in the dance.

/I'm on fire…I'm on fire/

His face leaned in towards her, stopping when his nose made contact with hers moving it back and forth in a quick succession of Eskimo kisses. He leaned in deeper to capture her lips but before they could connect he felt a sigh and when he made contact it was with her raven locks.

/I don't belong here anymore/

He smiled into hair, she had been quick but he wasn't going to let this deject him. This was it, this might be his last attempt. The kiss she had given him a couple weeks ago was enough to tell him that there was something there between them. He had tried words and those had failed so his last attempt was to get into her personal bubble and find another crack in her armored heart.

/And it all goes red

My body moves in time with yours/

Now that she was turned around the hand that had been at his shoulder was at the back of his neck, her hips never stopping their side to side motion. His hands both went to her waist guiding her sway and pressing her deeper into him making every movement of her hips rub against his pelvis. His head lowered and rested on her shoulder, every breath he took causing a wisp of hot air to blow into her ear.

/Feel my brain go dead/

'Fuck', every part of her brain was shouting at her that she needed to move away but the way his fingertips glided up her side and towards her stomach made her freeze. The warmth that spread along with his touch was too addictive and it had been quite the time she had felt it.

Her eyes snapped open and she finally did pull away when his hand brushed against her under boob.

Feeling her tense up and stop moving all together John stopped too. Seconds later there was a death grip on his hand and he was being ushered through a crowd of people. They were walking past anyone in their way, dancing couples, walking waiters, even some of the members of the other bands.

/As we move across the floor

All the times we've spent/

The only thought going through his head as they went was, 'I'm gonna die'. He went further than he should have, touched her in a way maybe he shouldn't have and now she was taking him away to kill him without a witness. This was bad, especially because if he missed the last performance Pietro would find him, bring him back to life and kill him again.

/Hurting from the night before/

As his mind raced with those thoughts he failed to notice that they were no longer in the Hg Lounge but the dark hallways in between it and Scarlet Ink. It wasn't until he was shoved into a dimly lit room that he realized that they were away from the crowd.

He looked around for a brief second, "Hey why are we in your…"

/I don't belong here…I don't belong here anymore/

He didn't finish his question. A hand was at his neck and pushing him back until he felt his back hit the back of the door, closing it in the process.

"Shut up," Wanda commanded and then her lips were on his.

He didn't let their lips stay pressed together for too long, craving more and allowing his mouth to open so that her tongue could slide in. The taste of the Summer Sunset she had been drinking prior exploded in his mouth and he moaned into her. When she broke away from the kiss she also released the hand on his throat.

"I've been waiting a long time for that," he murmured, letting his nose bump hers.

"To be shut up? It must be pretty bad if you can't even stand your own voice."

He laughed at the comment and a quick movement later she was the one pinned at the door. One of his hands had both of hers pinned up above her head.

"I don't mind mine, but let's be honest we both know I very much prefer yours," his lips were on hers before she could answer. Tongues wrapping and swirling around each other, teeth clattering as a need to be as close as possible ran through them.

He pulled away after a few minutes, letting her catch her breath but not allowing his lips to rest. They pecked their way down her jaw, down her throat stopping at her collar bone. His tongue licked up slowly making her skin goosebump before his lips latched onto her pulse point making a soft whimper escape between her teeth.

While his lips worked on leaving marks on her skin; his free hand went to her thigh, slowly siding upward under her dress. Like earlier when they danced, warmth spread everywhere he touched. His hand eventually went to the back of her thigh raising it to wrap around his waist. As he positioned her, he re positioned himself, having one of his legs go in between hers. She gave a low moan, feeling his evident excitement pressed at the side of her thigh and friction against the liquid heat that had pooled in between her legs.

The sound was amazing to hear and wanting to hear it again his hand released her leg and went to her waist, pushing downwards, forwards then backwards. It worked and another moan escaped her and within seconds she was grinding on him all on her own.

After guiding her movement his hand eventually slithered up her waist. His fingers played with the ties of her corset top before cupping a mound through the clothing. Her soft whimper echoed loudly in his ear as he pinched at the center and he felt his cock twitch, something she must have felt too since her hips started moving more frantically on his knee.

He smirked into her skin and started moving his face lower, leaving a trail of bites and wet kisses in his wake before his hand went to her top and pulled down exposing her breasts.

He pulled his head away from her then, putting enough space between them to admire her. Her red hood was still in place, with the red tips of her hair kissing her shoulders. Her eyes were glazed over as she watched him watching her. Her red red lips were a shade lighter, mostly likely because he was wearing it too. Her cheeks held a pink flush and small wisps of air escaped her lips as she tried to regain her normal breathing pattern.

His eyes lowered and he could feel himself salivate. It had been too long since he had last seen her so exposed. His eyes traced the line of the large tattoo at her chest eventually going to the triple moon tattoo which just happened to be where the curves of her breast started. Safe to say that his gaze didn't linger there, going further down to her round mounds, her dusty pink nipples pebbled at the center.

He unconsciously licked his lips before his eyes moved even further down. Her hips had stopped grinding on him as he inspected her but she was still sitting on his knee with her dress bunched up at her waist showcasing the white stockings that stopped at mid thigh and the smooth tan skin straddling his knee. The hand that had her pinned released her and went to his side.

His cock twitched again and his eyes went back to meet hers. Sapphire and Cerulean met and suddenly it felt as time fell still.

"…You're so fucken beautiful."

That broke the stillness. Wanda's hands were around his neck, her lips devouring his while she pulled him as close as humanly possible to her. His hands went back underneath her dress, fingertips pressing into the soft plush of her ass, pressing her onto him causing friction at her sweet spot and against the hard member still pressed against her thigh.

The action caused her to move away from him, her cry echoing in the room while her fingers went to his head pushing his wolf hoodie off so that her hands buried themselves in the orange locks. Her fingertips gripped at him and pulled, making him moan and having his head tilt back so that he could stare at her.

She was breathing hard, her sapphire eyes were on him in a predatory fashion and after a few seconds she tilted her head up exposing her neck to him.

He smirked at the action. It had been more than a year since they had been together, but he knew her and he knew what she wanted.

His lips found her pulse point but didn't linger. They went further down to where he knew she really wanted his attention. When his mouth reached the pebbled peak, the hand that was on the back of his head, pressed him closer making him take the soft mound deeper into his mouth. While his tongue and teeth teased the left teat his other hand was already tweaking at the right. It would be after he swapped to the other breast, lavishing it with wet kisses that he was tugged away.

"John…"

"Mhmm…" he mumbled half dazed. One of her fingers went under his chin and applied pressure bringing him back to his stature. She didn't bother speaking words, instead speaking with actions.

Her lips were back on his, engaging in a ravenous kiss. The hand that had been at his chin went to his neck, sliding slowly down his collar bone to his side stopping at his flame covered arm. Her fingers followed the curves of his muscle, going into the dips of them as he unconsciously flexed his bicep for her.

She squeezed at it, he rewarded her with a low whimper that caused his mouth to open and her tongue to invade. After another squeeze at his arm her hand kept its trek downwards stopping at his belt buckle. Her other hand met her there and within a few seconds both worked at undoing his belt and zipper.

"Ah ah ah…" in a quick movement he moved her hands away from his unbuckled pants and pinned them over her head, back in the position they had started in. "I told you, I've been waiting a long time for this…so we're doing things my way."

She perked a brow but didn't answer. His lips were back on her seconds later, this kiss slower and tender than previously before. His hands released her wrist and went to her waist and she felt his knee move away from in between her thighs, a low whimper of disappointment escaping her at the loss of friction.

He didn't let her linger on it, his body moving them away from the back of her door towards her desk. When they reached it he pressed her against it while his hands released her to go behind her and swipe at the contents on the desk clearing it.

The clatter of items hitting the floor sounded in the otherwise quiet room. "You know you're picking that up afterwards right?"

He smirked, "Yeah Yeah, Whatever," was the response as his hands went to her thighs and slid upwards past the lining of her thigh high stockings stopping at the lining of her panties. He fingered the edge of the material before carefully dipping his fingers underneath it and starting to roll them down the smooth surface. His body followed his hands until her soaked panties were on the floor besides one of his knees.

His eyes went up and met her gaze. Her pupils were so blown out that it was difficult to see the blue of them. He imagined his eyes looked pretty similar as his cock gave another twitch.

He knew she wanted it, he knew she was ready. The way her hips did circles on his knee earlier was a clear indicator, along with the way her hands had gone for his zipper and the way she was watching him now. Thing was there was a reason he hadn't gone straight to where she wanted him.

He had been waiting a long time for this. It had been more than a year and even though he had a lot of practice by himself with thoughts and dreams of her, he wasn't sure how long he would last once they crossed that step.

He wanted her, no he needed her to get hers. So without missing a beat as they continued their staring contest he said one word.

"Up."

There was no hesitation from her. Her hands went behind her, leaning onto the desktop before giving a small hop to sit on top of it. He watched the jiggle of her breast as she scooted into a comfortable position, his tongue subconsciously coming out to lick his upper lip. When she stopped moving his eyes finally left her upper body to go back down to her closed legs. His hands went to her ankles, putting a loose grip on them before smoothly running up them, the grip widening and fingers fanning open as they got to her knees. He stopped at the top of her socks playing with the edge before touching her thigh. Then his touch left her completely. His hands went to the bottom of her dress and slowly started to push it upwards to her waist.

His heart started accelerating, his dick becoming painfully constructed in his pants at the slow reveal he was giving himself. He stopped pushing once the fabric was at her waist and gave a deep swallow as he eyed the glistening lips.

His hands then went to the side of her thigh rubbing up and down them and he smirked as she took a deep intake of air.

His lips went to the skin above her socks, exchanging pecks between both legs and slowly making his way upwards. When he got to mid thigh he let his tongue go into the crevasse being created by her legs pressing together and that's when he finally, tortuously started to separate the limps.

He froze once she was open wide. His cerulean orbs eyeing her wet center with surprise before meeting her gaze. Both her eyebrows up in a cocky manner

"When did this happen?" He asked his eyes going back to the dark red colored ring with a captive bead pinned underneath her clit.

"Got drunk on Anna's birthday cruise adventure. I didn't want to get the same piercings as her or Laura, so I thought why not? Plus it helps with stimulation…"

"I don't remember you having a problem with that before. Guess the blokes around here aren't worth shit."

Her lips parted to give a smart ass reply, something along the lines of 'Well you weren't here' but when her lips parted what came out was a loud "FUCK!l"

Her head snapped back and she forgot how to breathe as John slowly dragged his tongue from her wet opening to the red ring, making sure to flick the metal accessory with the tip. He repeated the action a few times until the wetness that had seeped out of her was wiped clean.

After sometime she moved her head back to gaze at him. At some point during his ministrations he had readjusted the wolf hoodie back onto his head and she couldn't lie, though the hoodie was stupid it was so much more appropriate now. His dark eyes filled with hunger and his tongue lapping at her. She really was Little Red Riding Hood now with the Big Bad Wolf having her for a snack.

She felt a pulse in between her legs, heat and wetness swirling within. As if being able to read her mind and feeling the need for her release one of his hands went in between her legs, index and middle finger going to her lips and widening her making the shiny red ring twinkle in the low light.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head seconds later. One of her hands had unconsciously gone to the back of his wolf hoodie pressing his face closer into her having his tongue delve deeper into her throbbing cunt and his nose hit the triangle piercing as a result.

She murmured a low, "Oh," when he moved his lips to her clit and one of his digits replaced his tongue. Soon after her hips lifted off the desk, swirling in a circle motion. Her low whimpers egged him on to add another finger while his other hand managed to get his pants down his thick thighs.

He groaned when he gripped at himself, the vibrations of the moan going straight to her clit making her toes curl. His hand went up and down his length, matching the pace of the fingers inside of her.

It wasn't long after where Wanda moans grew louder. Her fingers dug into his skull pressing him closer, she was so close now and all she could do was go over the edge, "St. John…"

John groaned again. He let himself go and that hand slid up her body cupping one of her breasts, fingers pinching at the center. The fingers inside of her started to accelerate their pace, the thumb going and putting pressure on her piercing while his mouth covered the little button of nerves above it.

Her orgasm came quickly after that, the coils in her stomach reaching their breaking point. Her eyes closed shut, feeling the overload of her liquid heat being taken in by the talented Australian lips. She took a deep breath as the hand holding her up gave out making her lay flat on the table as her body continued to spasm.

She thought she might have a moment to catch her breath, but she was proven wrong by strong grips at the side of her thighs. She felt her body dragged downwards on the desk, her legs being spread open enough so that he fit in between them.

Her head lifted to watch him. His eyes were looking down where their bodies were almost connected. One of his hands was still on her thigh but the other had moved to the erection in between his legs. He gave himself a few pumps up and down before moving it closer to her and slapping her piercing with the tip.

The action caused her to whimper and without thinking about it she moved her own body down trying to close any space between them. The action made him lick his lips, without looking back down he moved the head of his dick at her opening and slowly moved in.

She held her breath as she felt his width easily slide in, a moan stuck inside her throat as she waited for him to fully sheathe himself. When he was he closed his eyes and waited a few beats then his hips pulled back and snapped forward. His hands went to her waist, the hold on her strong as he pushed her against himself.

Her legs wrapped around him, making the depth of his thrusts deeper while her hands went to his arms and used them to start pulling herself up into a sitting position as he continued his onslaught.

A low fuck was whispered against her mouth and seconds later his tongue was inside her mouth. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she used the leverage to move her hips in tandem against his.

When it became too much John pulled away from the kiss, burying his face into the crook of her neck, I love you being whispered into her skin repeatedly while his hips sped up.

And that's how they stayed minutes later. After they had both finished, After his dick had already softened inside of her, after her fingers kept running through his soaked hair and after his arms had wrapped around her back in a strong bear hug.

His I love you's had gotten quieter but were still being nibbled against her skin, stopping only when her voice cut through it.

"You're a liar."

"About what?"

"You didn't seem out of practice."

He smirked into her skin, "Muscle memory. It doesn't hurt that I dream about you every night."

"Hmmm…" silence engulfed them for a few minutes before her lips parted again. She knew she might regret saying it but considering what had just taken place there was no denying it.

"I love you too."

His face finally pulled away from her neck so the two different shades of blue connected.

"But this was a mistake," her hand went up in between them and she gave a slight push, not enough to really move him but enough to let him know that she needed the space. So he took a step back.

As she started to fix her top he started pulling up his pants. When neither was exposed they stopped opposite of each other watching and waiting.

He finally found his voice, "why?"

"Why was it a mistake or why did I let it happen?"

"Both, I guess."

Her expression became pensive, "If I think about it, it's the same answer for both questions. In two weeks you'll be gone."

She took a step towards him, leaned up and placed a kiss at the edge of his lips, "I do love you, but I can't."

She then walked past him, closing the door behind him leaving him alone in her office.

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"Where the hell have you been!? You were supposed to help with the sentinel." John opened his mouth to answer but before he could Pietro interrupted himself, "You know what, never mind, I don't care. Get the pyro working cause we're on in a few minutes." The silver haired male walked off in the direction of a black looking mat at the front of the stage leaving him alone to look at the big purple robot that was already hanging at the back of the stage above some of the instruments.

He turned to go to where he knew his pyro effects would be set up but stopped to see someone else staring at him.

"Hey."

Remy nodded in greeting, "Finally took the hoodie off."

"Had to wear something appropriate."

"Fireproof?"

"Yup, had it made for the next shows after we leave" as he said the last word his eyes had a far away look.

"Once the night is over the real count down starts neh?"

"Seems like it."

"You happy you at least tried?"

"No, I didn't come to try, I was supposed to succeed."

Remy sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder before turning the way Pietro had gone, "Come on, we have one last one to go."

John nodded before his hands went to his hair bringing down the goggles on his head.

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Jubilee smiled before taking a drink from her cup and turning to Amara who yawned before leaning her head on her arm. She had definitely had a long night dancing half of it away with Roberto. The only reason she was getting a break now was because all the X-men boys were huddled together at a table for shots, well all of them except one.

Ray had sneaked off as soon as red curtains had been brought down to hide the stage. Before leaving he mumbled a "Don't forget I'm wearing yellow and you'll owe me," she frowned and he smirked and then he was gone.

"You're spending the night right? Your mom is letting you?"

"I asked my dad who said yes, my mom wasn't happy about it but couldn't do anything to stop me," Amara mumbled.

"Hang in there, one more performance to go and then we'll be out of here."

"I'm sure she'll liven up as soon as Roberto gets back." Amara's eyes opened and a bashful look morphed onto her sleepy face. "See, all I had to do is say his name and she already looks more awake," Laura added and laughed.

Jubilee joined her and waited a few seconds for the other two people at the table to join them. When they didn't she turned to look at them.

Anna was looking in the direction of the crowd at the center of the room, her fingers playing with the necklace as her eyes had a far away look in them. Next to her Wanda was looking down at her phone, she was paying no attention to her surroundings, her focus completely on the screen while her hand moved on it, from where she was Jubilee could see that whatever she was drawing had pointed ears.

She opened her mouth to inquire about it but before anything could come out the music in the room died down. The murmurs of the audience were loud and the excitement in the room was palpable.

Laura's body turned in her chair to look at the stage as Pietro's voice rang through the room, "Thanks for your patience, your presence and your energy. Tonight wouldn't have been possible without your guys' support for the local talent and everyone that performed tonight hoped you had a good night…" At the sentence all the X-men, except Anna who was barely coming out of her gaze hollered as did the performers at the opposite side of the room. "Let's finish strong and I expect to see everyone's fist in the air!" The general audience screamed and the synth beat started as the curtain started to rise.

All five girls at the table moved into comfortable positions as the spotlights hit the stage. Jubilee's eyes went to Ray first, he was on the right side of the stage a table with keyboards and knobs that reminded her of his drone machine in front of him. His head was nodding to the beat he was creating. She eyed his outfit slowly. Black pants, a dark gray shirt, a black belt with metal squares on it and a big circled X at the buckle. His jacket was in fact yellow, it was open but it was clear to see that if he had it buttoned up the black of his sleeves would create an X which also matched the black gloves he wore with yellow X's on the backs. He had fixed his hair making sure the blond was slick back and his orange bangs were poking up. Behind him was what looked like a chain fence, it went a foot taller than him and shone with the spotlight on him.

Jubilee felt her heart skip a beat. She took a deep breath in and moved her eyes knowing that she shouldn't linger on him as the other instruments joined into the synth sound.

Some feet behind him was Avalanche, in a blue suit with red side trimming and what looked like metal shoulder cups, metal looking gloves on his forearms that matched his boots. On his head was a clear helmet that covered up to his nose and a guitar in hand. He was surrounded by rocks and big boulders, actually the whole stage seemed to be littered with them.

On the opposite side of the stage to him was Toad, in a green suit with white gloves a white belt and a shield looking back plate that gave him a humpback. His legs were bent in what looked like a semi squat with his guitar seeming to rest on his knees as he played it.

Behind both of them was Blob. A green vest with cut off sleeves matched his pants and contrasted well against the white undershirt he wore. Every time he beat the drums the rubble around him shook as if he was crashing his hands into them.

A little ahead of him at the center of the stage was a black circle. Quicksilver who was now in a teal blue suit, a lighter blue lightning shape at its center and metal knee high boots that matched a chest piece and shoulder pads was standing on it. He was standing still but was moving in a circle around the stage.

Laura made a disbelieving sound as she watched him, "Does he seriously have a moving walkway on that stage?"

"Looks like it."

She shook her head and continued to look from one male to the other.

Pyro was a few feet away from the walkway, at the opposite side across from Ray. His suit was orange with red on his sleeves and side. Black boots, gloves and belt and what looked like a black backpack at his back with metal hoses running to the gloves. His fingers were on his guitar, skillfully strumming the lines without looking, his eyes moving from side to side of the crowd.

Gambit was in front of all of them at the upper center of the stage, his shoulders moving side to side to the beat. His black suit had hints of red, barely visible from his open brown trench coat. He wore a black mask that covered his neck, the side of his face, ears included and his forehead. It made some of his facial features stand out, including the goatee at his chin and his red on black eyes. His shoulder length hair poked out of the top, fanning over his head in a bowl style, a hairstyle that would not look good on anybody but somehow he made it work and still oozed sex as he smirked at the crowd before bringing a microphone to his lips.

"I am the man who holds the keys…I sow the seeds, and I've got what you need…" he brought his hand up and opened his trench coat wider so that the lines of his six pack were noticeable through his suit making many females scream. "I live in fire, I am discord…I destroy, I am a demon…" his head tilted to the side and his gaze slowly fanned out at the audience stopping at their table.

Behind him Pietro had bent into a side lunge stretch, he also scanned the room before he stood up straight and started to run in the opposite way that the walkway was going, making it seem like he was running in place.

Gambit spared him a glance before the mic went back to his mouth and he walked towards the left side of the stage, his next verse coming out in a deeper, louder voice.

"Weight of the world, the price of a fighter! Where I decide when you'll make your stand…" he went to one of the speakers, put a boot on top of it and raised a fist into the air, "Rise up! Resist and disorder!" And then pushed forward to get on top of the speaker as he growled the line, "Rise up! Resist and disorder!"

Behind him Pietro had stopped running, a microphone in hand as he walked backwards, "Nowhere to run, it's all undone…Everything burns! Everything burns!" A few feet to the side of him an arch of fire exploded, Pyro at its center.

"They really went all out," Anna mumbled, giving her step sister a glance as some of the heat of the fire could be felt on them.

When she turned back to the stage Pietro was walking slowly and low in the opposite direction of the moving walkway, making sure not to go out of the center stage frame . "I'll watch you fall down, I'll drag you face down…Everything burns, everything burns…"

The arch of fire went off again as the beat of the song continued. Pietro stopped moving and let the walkway take him away in the circle. Gambit had taken the opportunity to walk around the others while Quicksilver had taken center stage. A metal pole was now in his free hand, and he swirled it skillfully making sure not to hit anyone as he went to a tall box that was between Avalanche and Blob. He took a seat on it, with one leg hanging and the other propped up placing the Bo staff against that leg.

When he began to sing again and the attention was back on him the sound of the swooning almost made the cheers inaudible.

"Behind the veil is the machine…" he pointed up at the large purple robot. "It steals your soul, devouring all your dreams. My hand is firm upon the wheel…" he reached into his pocket and flicked it out to show a playing card in between his fingers, "I control, I am the demon…"

The instruments played for a beat without him allowing him time to press against the bo staff so he could get up on the box. Again his voice got deeper and louder. "Hate for the world the birth of a soldier…When I decide if you live or die…" he raised the hand with the card back into the air. It was now glowing pink as he growled, "Rise up! Resist and disorder! Rise up! Resist and disorder!"

He threw the card up and there was a small burst of light as it hit the robot.

There was "oh" and "ahs" as he jumped off the box and made his way back towards the front. Pietro had stopped running again and started his walk against the walkway.

"Nowhere to run, it's all undone…Everything burns, everything burns…" the arch of fire went off again. This time the audience's attention didn't stay on him because as Pietro continued his chorus the ground that Avalanche was on started moving. His eyes went white as he rolled them to the back of his head and the platform he was on raised, it was decorated the same coloring of the rubble around them.

The other instruments started going crazy as well. Toad was doing small hopes and on the third one he stepped on the hidden trampoline which made his jump much higher. The audience cheered and soon the rubble was shaking more profoundly every time the Blob beat the drums.

Jubilee's mouth was wide open as she watched the chaos in front of her. She had to admit, she was very impressed and this was definitely a good way to end the night.

Her eyes went back to the X-men on the stage. Ray's head was bouncing up and down, side to side. The fence behind was now glowing in a blue light and every so often the glow would emit a cackling sound.

She smiled and watched him for the rest of the song, even when Quicksilver's voice joined Gambit's growl.

"'ll watch you fall down, I'll drag you face down

Everything burns, everything burns"

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Jubilay- Damn, they have one week to confess their undying love for each other. They better hurry the f up XD Not a whole lot, other than almost openly flirting and eye fucking. Ray almost did it, damn interruptions.

Amarto- Minimal background love but they're together now. We need to dedicate time to the losers who are not.

Romy- She can deny it all she wants but she is definitely green about that interaction with Vertigo XD I enjoyed their little tensed moment tho.

Jonda- It has finally happened! Last but not least, all the ships have had their smut moment. It definitely had it's angsty angle as even tho they love each other and the smut has happened they can't be together…le sigh le sigh…

Xietro- They had their cute little moment! And hes been sweet and supportive pushing the dad agenda.

Well, two chapters are left and it feels like we still have so much to do ;_; So wish me luck as I hate ending anything and I hope I don't disappoint you guys. I'm curious to know where you guys think we're going with this so throw me a review to get your guesses, I'd love to know. They'll be smutty Jonda on my Twitter page if you're interested.

See you next time! And as always thanks for the continued support! Also I doubt you'll see me on this story again this year so Happy Holidays! See you in 2025!

-UHW