X-Men: Evolution Ch. 02

"Hooray," Rogue sarcastically responded.

Not wanting to be tortured by `Miss Perfect' anymore, Rogue got up and headed straight for the door.

"Where you going?" Jean asked with a disappointed look on her face. "Don't you wanna stay, we never seem to talk to each other?"

Rogue turned around and while walking backwards responded with the snippiest face.

"As much as Ah'd enjoy that, Ah got take a shower."

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So after a hot shower and a change of clothes Rogue was ready; ready to do a whole bunch of nothing.

"Gawd Ah'm so bored," the young gothic girl sighed as she flung herself down on her bed.

"What to do, what to do?" Rogue mumbled to herself while she stared off into space. However, a sudden knocking at her door tore her away from her thoughtlessness with a sudden jolt.

"Rogue? Can we talk?"

Not budging an inch Rogue responded clearly annoyed.

"What do ya want Jean?"

"Well can you let me in first?" Jean politely requested.

"Ugh, Jesus Christ what do you want?!?" Rogue shouted as she stomped over and flung open her door.

"Well nice to see you to," Jean coolly smiled. She slowly entered the room, taking her time as she strolled by the enraged Rogue. She then abruptly turned and faced Rogue.

"You see, Professor Xavier actually asked me to stay here and talk to you." Jean blurted out. Rogue just stood there and glared back at Jean, her face completely filled with anger.

"And what the fuck would Ah wanna talk to you about?"

"Well, recently the Professor has been picking up some interesting telepathic vibes from you, very strong vibes.." Jean explained. "Normally telepathes can block most emotional vibes that other people give off, however even the most skilled can't block sexual vibes."

Rogue's anger disappeared and her face was filled with shock and fear.

"Yeah...well...he shouldn't have been reading ma mind," Rogue said.

"Well, even the most skilled telepath can't block such powerful sexual thoughts. And you've been giving off some pretty powerful thoughts." Jean said as she grinned smugly.

"But that's not what the Professor is concerned about, it's the content of these thoughts is what is troubling him, and you."

Rogue's eye managed to widen even larger in fear.

"So how long have you been fantasizing about women?" Jean unexpectedly asked.

Rogue nearly fell over from the shock of the question.

"Ah calm on Rogue, you can tell me. After all that's why the Professor asked me to talk to you. I'm bisexual as well." Jean admitted with a smile.

"Really?" Rogue surprisingly asked.

"Yep," Jean shrugged with smile. "And just like you, I'm bisexual because of my mutant powers."

Rogue shook her head, confused as to what she just heard.

"You see," Jean said "Most telepathic people tend to turn gay or bisexual. It's mainly because of the whole reading the opposite sex's mind and all. I guess after reading enough guys minds, women start to appreciate and be attracted to other women. Same thing goes for guys."

Rogue was shocked by this unexpected confession. All she could do was stand there in silent daze.

"So anyway, the Professor thinks that you have the same thing going with your powers." Jean continued. "When you make skin to skin contact with someone, you absorb their memories, and in the case of guys those memories include their attraction to women."

Rogue thought about it for a second, and it made complete sense. Only in the last two years had she started to feel attracted to other women. Coincidentally her mutant powers have only been around for two years. Her train of thought was then interrupted as Jean continued.

"Yeah the Professor was expecting that you might turn lesbian or something, but I don't think he expected you to suddenly gain control of your powers." Jean admitted.

Rogue looked up, once again shocked.

"How did you know Ah had control over ma powers?" Rogue asked.

"Well the Professor read Scott's mind after he put a hole in your ceiling. The Professor saw what you two were actually doing in here." Jean explained, still wearing an evil smile.

"Jeez Rogue, you get control of your powers and not three days go by before you have a cock in your mouth. What a slut."

Rogue went to slap Jean, but the tall redhead easily dodged it and grabbed Rogue's hand. Rogue tried to slap her again, but it was once again grabbed. Rogue face was filled with anger as she stared into Jean's green eyes. Then without warning, Jean lunged her face forward and locked lips with the enraged brunette. Rogue's eyes widened in surprise. For a few brief seconds she enjoyed the sensation of kissing another girl, however her senses quickly recovered. She pulled away and broke the kiss.

"What the fuck do you think your doing?!?" Rogue screamed.

Jean just looked at the shorter gothic girl and calmly replied.

"What you wanted me to do. Or did I miss read you when you were staring at me at the pool party? Or when you were staring at me when I got out of the shower?" Jean inquired.

"First off, who gave you permission to read my mind?" Rogue screamed back. "Second, just cause I was staring at your `ugly' ass body doesn't mean I wanted you to kiss me!"

Jean quietly laughed to herself.

"Oh is that so Miss Rogue? So who was it then that you were thinking about last night, while your fingers were inside your wet little pussy?" Jean further inquired. And in the most innocent voice proceeded on "Hmmm, I could have sworn I saw images of me in that dirty little head of yours."

Rogue just stood there in complete shock. There was no way she could explain her way out of this. Jean was the first to break the silence.

"That's what I thought. Deep down you want me; you want me even more than you want Scott."

Rogue tried to deny these accusations but she couldn't find the words. Jean stepped in closer.

"Oh, it's ok sweetie, I won't tell anyone. I got a rep to protect too you know?" Rogue looked up, and a sense of ease overwhelmed her at hearing Jean's statement.

"But," Jean continued, "I do plan on having a little fun."

And with that Jean once again threw her self on to Rogue and entangled their lips. Rogue let a whimper of both surprise and pleasure. Jean was quick to part Rogue's mouth with her tongue. Jean slowly traced her hands up Rogue's back and rested them at the top of her shoulders. Rogue tried to pull her head back and release herself from the kiss, but Jean refused. She thrust her tongue farther into Rogue's mouth and slowly crept her hands down Rogue's back and sent a shiver threw her spine. Her hands went down further and slid her fingers over Rogue leather skirt. Jean tightly closed her hands and squeezed Rogue firm ass, causing her to let out a muffled moan. Rogue's eyes slowly shut and her hesitancy finally melted away. She wrapped her pale hands around Jean's thin waist and pulled her in closer, pressing each other's bodies against one another. Rogue then opened her mouth more, accepting Jeans tongue and interlacing it with her own. For a while, the two girls stood there completely engrossed in each other's mouths. Rogue was the first to break the kiss. She stared into Jean's eyes as she brought her hands to the bottom of Jeans purple T-shirt. Jean smiled as she raised her arms up. In one fluid motion, Rogue slipped the piece of clothing off and threw it to the ground. Rogue looked down and marveled at the beauty of Jean's breasts; even confined in a red lace bra they were a thing of beauty. Jean telepathically heard Rogue and smiled.

"Hey honey," Jean said as she lifted Rogue's chin, "Yours are so much more beautiful."

Rogue blushed at the compliment as she looked down at her own rack.

"And I wanna see them!" Jean yelled. She quickly grabbed hold of both Rogue's green mesh top, and black tank top. Before Rogue knew what happened she was standing there completely topless.

"No bra," Jean commented "Well I guess it would be a shame to confine such large assets as these."

Jean brought her hands up and took both pieces of flesh into her hands. Rogue closed her eyes; the sensation of having someone else's hands on her breasts was tremendously good. Jean's hands swirled around as she gave both breasts numerous good squeezes. She then lowered her head and took Rogue's right breast into her mouth. Rogue opened her eyes as she let out a moan. She looked down at her red haired partner, she smiled as Jean continued to lick and suck away at the large breast. Jean's other hand continued to work Rogue's other breast, gently squeezing and pinching her erect nipple. Simultaneously, Jean firmly pinched and bit down on both of Rogue's nipples, causing her to react with a sudden intake of breath. Rogue then looked down again at Jean, this time their eyes meet. Rogue could barely handle the image she perceived.

Look at her. Those beautiful green eyes, and the most innocent look on her face. Oh ma god, Jean Grey, the girl that Ah can't stand, sucking away on my boob. And Ah can't believe Ah'm loving it!

Jean took her mouth away from Rogue's breast, only to switch to the other one. Her tongue snaked out and flicked Rogue's hard nipple, teasing it. Jean then took the nipple into her mouth and began to suck it, almost like a baby. Each time Jean took in the breast, Rogue gasped. Jean smiled at the reaction she was causing. After sucking her breast for a while longer, Jean unexpectedly bite down on Rogue's nipple, this time rather hard. It caused Rogue to let out a whimper of pain.

Ow you bitch, Rogue thought to herself.

"I heard that darling." Jean said as took her mouth away from Rogue breast. "But that's ok, I'll forgive you."

Jean then slowly kissed her away up from Rogue's chest, snaking her tongue along Rogue's collarbone, and stopping at her pale neck. There she gave a few tantalizing kisses, wetting Rogue's skin. Jean then gently put her lips together and blew a bit of air on to the wet skin, sending a shiver down Rogue's back. Jean then wrapped her red lips around Rogue's neck again, this time passionately sucking the pale flesh. Rogue's eyes fluttered in response. Her mind went back one week, to her rendezvous with Scott. Her current position with Jean reminded her of the same way Scott sucked on her neck.

Scott was better though, Rogue determined.

Jean once again heard Rogue, utilizing her telepathic abilities. She decided to ignore the comment and not disrupt the mood.

By this time, Jean had given so much pleasure, that Rogue's panties were soaked. Wanting to speed things up a bit, Rogue decided to make a move. While Jean continued to suck on her neck, Rogue's hands left her sides. She traced them along Jean's smooth stomach and proceeded on to her back. There she slowly crept her purple fingernails up Jeans back, stopping at her red lace bra. Jean smiled as she felt her bra unclasp.

"If only my ex-boyfriend was as skilled as you are at unhooking bras,' Jean explained, "We might have actually gotten somewhere."

She then took a few steps back from Rogue. One strap at a time, in the most seductive manner, Jean slipped off her bra.

"So what do you think?" Jean asked in a sultry tone. "They may not be as ample as yours but..." Before she could finish Rogue interrupted her.

"Let's just give them a test run. I'll rate them later." She wrapped one handsaround Jean's waist and pulled her close. Rogue clasped her other hand around Jean's breast giving each numerous good honks

Almost as fun to play with as Scott's co...

"Oh Rogue, that hurts," Jean interrupted.

Rogue looked up at Jean, who was wearing the poutiest face imaginable. She then looked back down and took a nipple into her mouth. Rogue gave it a couple good flicks with her tongue before pulling it out of her mouth. She then alternated to other neglect breast and devoured it. Jean smiled.

"Ok, you're forgiven."

Jean looked down as Rogue's mouth and tongue continued to work her breast. She moaned as Rogue slurped one breast. Jean closed her eyes and waited for Rogue to switch. However, she soon noticed a small tugging at her pants. Jean opened her eyes and looked down at Rogue, who was now on her knees, occupied with unbuttoning Jeans tan quaky pants.

"What that's it? You barely even touched them!" Jean yelled as she grabbed her own breasts.

"In a few minutes, you won't care sugah." Rogue said as she finally unbuttoned Jeans pants. She slid her hands past Jean's thighs and firmly squeezed her tight butt, causing Jean to yelp. Rogue then slid her fingers up, grabbed hold of the top and pulled the material off. Jean lifted each leg, which allowed Rogue to completely remove the unwanted clothing. Rogue then looked up. Jean quite possibly had the best legs Rogue had ever seen. They were silky smooth, perfectly tan, and astoundingly tall. Rogue's green eyes traced the beautiful stems up, higher and higher until they reached the prize, a bright red silk thong.

Hmmm, Rogue thought to herself, Red hair, red bra, and red thong. I wonder if everything on this girl is red.

She quickly took hold of the straps and pulled them down, gravity did the rest. Jean immediately kicked them off and out of the way. Jean then noticed a quick pout of Rogue's lips, almost in disappointment.

"Something wrong?" Jean asked.

"Eh.. not really, ah just wanted to see if you were a natural red head...Oh well!" Rogue then started to move her head towards Jean's shaved mound. Her tongue snaked out ready to work it's magic. However Jean's own hands unexpectedly obstructed the target.

"Wait wait wait!" Jean exclaimed. "Before you do that, we need to get rid of that." She said as she pointed down at Rogue's black leather skirt. Jean held out her hand and helped raise Rogue to her feet. Jean then reached out her hand to deal with the clothing, but was abruptly pushed on to the bed by Rogue.

"Take it easy!" Jean yelled.

By now hormones had completely taken control Rogue. Her hands grasped her own bare breasts, squeezing each, while tugging at the erect nipples. Rogue turned around as she continued to knead her own breasts, never breaking eye contact with Jean. Jean however, was staring at Rogue's ass, tightly confined in black leather. Rogue's hands then left her breasts and found their way to the zipper located at the back of the skirt. Very slowly, and seductively she unzipped the skirt, gradually exposing more and more flesh. Once fully unzipped, Rogue made an unexpected move. She bent her entire upper body down to the floor, bringing her skirt and thong with her, while keeping her legs horizontally erect. Jean couldn't help but laugh.

This girl has an inner stripper.

Rogue slowly raised herself, while tracing a hand up her smooth pale thigh, stopping at her firm ass. She then turned herself around, giving Jean a full view of her naked body. Jean couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful body before her.

Perfect breasts, tight stomach, smooth legs, firm ass, Jean commented to herself, and look at that, I've got her dripping wet

"It seems you like what you see?" Rogue asked. Jean gave Rogue's body another quick one over

"You should completely shave babes, I don't like that little landing strip."

"Well that's to bad, ah like it," Rogue said as she moved in closer towards the bed, while Jean slowly back herself further up the bed; neither broke eye contact.

"Besides, I'm sure Scott would like it," Rogue stated as she slowly climbed up the bed on her hands and knees, making her way towards Jean, who now was sitting against the head of the bed.

No Rogue, after I'm done with you, you'll never go near Scott again.

Rogue, now lying on her stomach, had positioned herself right between Jean's spread legs. Rogue slowly traced her right hand up Jean's smooth thigh. Her fingers were trembling. However, it didn't prevent her black finger nails from sending chills through Jean's body. Rogue then finally brought her left hand up and with her pale fingers spread Jeans wet pussy. She then brought her right hand to the glistening opening, and with two fingers began to rub the pink lips. Even with Rogues eyes completely absorbed in her finger work, she could still notice Jeans squirming. Each gentle rub slicked Rogue's fingers with juices. She then brought her fingers up to her mouth. Her tongue snaked out and encircled itself around the soaked digits. She savored the delicious taste as she lapped up every last drop. Rogue then brought the salvia-wetted fingers back down to Jean's pussy, this time inserting two fingers deep inside. Jean moaned as Rogue curled her fingers and began to rub the interior of her pussy. Rogue slowly withdrew her fingers, coated it in juices. Just as her fingertips emerge, Rogue jamed them back in, as deep as possible. Her other hand then started to rub Jean's clit. A series of low moans escaped Jean's mouth and her eyes fluttered as Rogue's fingered quickened.

By now, Rogue own pussy was dripping. She ached to taste Jean and could no longer control herself. She removed her hands from Jean's pussy, causing her to moan from the loss of contact. Rogue then quickly buried her hands underneath Jean's legs, firmly squeezing Jean's ass. The red head's back arched in reaction to the act, shoving her wet pussy into Rogues face. Her tongue immediately dove into the opening, licking around the lips with a furious intensity. Rogue's fully extended tongue then gave a few circular laps of Jean's wet lips. Jean's head fell backward as she relished the feeling. Her breathing began to pick up and her moans became more and more frequent. She then lifted her head up and looked down at Rogue, who had now started to lick her clit. The feeling was overwhelming and she could feel a building sensation growing deep within her. She cried out as Rogue gave a deep, long lick up her slit. Rogue buried her face in the pussy, taking every bit into her mouth, while her tongue probed. Each time Jean let out moan, it increased Rogue's pace. Jean was breathing heavily and her moans could barely be isolated. Rogue knew she was close. Then it happened, Jean let out a loud cry of pleasure as her toes curled and her hands took a handful of bedding. Rogue noticing the climax opening her mouth wide and lapping up every ounce that gushed from Jean's pussy. Jean let out moan after moan as her deep and intense orgasm subsided. She slowly but surely caught her breath. She slowly opened her dazed eyes. She looked down at Rogue; her tongue still buried in her pussy.

"I don't think there is anything else to lick up darling," Jean said.

Rogue took her mouth away; her purple lips shinned with Jean's juices.

"It almost sounds like you didn't like that," Rogue responded as she sat herself up on her knees. Jean moved in closer.

"Actually, that was probably the best orgasm I ever had." Jean said with a big smile. "I just want to return the favor." She then brought her lips down and took Rogue into a passionate kiss. Jean's tongue was quick to explore, getting a taste of her own juices. She soon broke the lip lock.

"I taste good don't I?" Jean teasingly asked.

"Ah've actually had better," Rogue replied as she crawled up to the head of the bed. Jean was quick to firmly smack Rogue's ass. Rogue let out a yelp of surprise. She quickly turned her head and gave Jean an intense look of anger.

"Oh stop that," Jean smiled "Just get up there and spread em."

Rogue did as she was told, but her face was still filled with anger. She flipped herself on her back, and rested her head on the pillow. She closed her eyes and awaited Jean to start working her. However, Jean instead lay herself on top of Rogue's body. Rogue opened her eyes in shock. The sensation of having Jean's naked body pressed against her own was mind boggling to Rogue. The feeling of her breasts squished down by Jean's was so intoxicating. Regardless, she didn't want that. Rogue desperately needed to cum but before she could say anything, Jean's lips were sealed against her own. The tall red heads hands cupped Rogue's large breasts as their tongues interlaced. Taking one last taste of herself, Jean took her tongue and traced it down to Rogue's neck. She gave the flesh a few more kisses before moving down further. With her hands still grasped around Rogue's breasts, Jean once again took a nipple into her mouth.