[X-men fic]Out of Balance Chapter Two
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raze_flynDisclaimer and notes on prologue.
Out of Balance
Chapter 2 of 10
He was making love to Jean on a beach taking her from behind like an animal as he stared across at Cyclops who stood there unmoving as Jean screamed out in pleasure at what he was doing. It was as much about showing the other man that Jean was his as it was for her. He wanted the other man to acknowledge it to get on his knees and beg to be allowed near her. He watched as Cyclops pulled himself from his own pants and began to jack off in time enjoying watching Jean submit to him. He became even more aroused and climaxed with a dark grunt. After that he woke up with sticky sheets and feeling ashamed and horrified at what he was dreaming.
He’d dreamed about being with Jean plenty of times over the years but never like that. It was all his darker impulses on parade and having Cyclops watch it all made him sick. The worst part was he could still smell his own arousal and knew that dream had turned him on more than any he’d had in a long time. He climbed out of bed quickly and headed to the shower determined to scrub the smell off of him. He turned the water as scalding as he could and stepped inside the shower as soon as he was clean he was heading into town to find the nearest bar and push that dream out of his head.
As soon as he was clean enough the smell no longer reminded him of his dream he got on his bike and headed into town. He wanted nothing more than to get so drunk even his healing factor couldn’t help. He was half way to town when he got jumped and found himself sliding down the road as his bike was totaled by an energy blast from the woods. “You will die for killing Magneto,” someone said before fire exploded all around him and over him.
He hated being burnt it hurt even when it started healing he focused in on the voice and charged forward and rolled to put out the fire but it sprang back up. He had no idea who was attacking him but he was hit by a beam of energy. It was beginning to look like he was going to die because whoever was attacking him had caught him off guard cause of that dream. He should have singled for help as soon as the attack on his bike came. That was when he heard it the familiar sound of Cyke’s optic blast. He then felt a ton of dirt get dumped on him to extinguish the flames still burning on him. “It’s okay,” Jean’s voice said in his head. “Just rest and let your healing factor work.”
His ears still worked a little so he heard the short scuffle and felt even more embarrassed at how quickly Cyclops and Jean deal with them. “You should get him back to the mansion into the infirmary.” Cyclops said darkly. “I’ll stay here until the authorities get here for Mutant force.” That was just great those nobodies had been the ones to defeat him.
He felt Jean lifting him up and carrying in her TK back to the mansion. “Where were you going in such a hurray that they got the jump on you,” Jean asked in his head. “If Scott hadn’t woke me rushing to the bathroom in the middle of the night I’d have never sensed you were in trouble.”
“I just needed a drink,” He thought at her and hoped she wouldn’t ask why it was damn hard to lie to a telepath and especially when you were speaking with your head so he really didn’t want to have to try.
“Jean is everything alright,” Xavier said as they landed and he heard the slight intake of breath which meant he must look pretty terrible. “Bring him I’ll prepare the infirmary.” He really wished they didn’t seem so concerned it wasn’t like he wouldn’t heal it might take a few days but he’d be good as new soon enough.
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He returned to the mansion after the authorities had carted off the members of mutant force and found Professor Xavier waiting for him. “How’s Wolverine?” He asked careful to keep his voice even and level.
“He is in the medical ward and he should recover in time,” the professor said. “Jean is with him at the moment.” He wasn’t surprised even though he would be fine Jean would be there while he was recovering every step of the way. “Scott do you think this attack was sanctioned by Genosha or do you think it was the act of only those involved.”
“I don’t know Professor these four normally aren’t much of a threat,” He said. “However, they planned this attack really well and thanks to catching Wolverine off guard they nearly killed him.” He wasn’t sure what had Wolverine so distracted.
“I will contact my sources on Genosha but I believe all of us should be on alert the next few days,” The professor said. “First Vargas and now this attack on Wolverine I believe there may be a connection we will have to explore every option.”
“Of course Professor, but in the morning I need to get back to sleep,” He turned and left he knew that Xavier was probably a bit shocked but he just needed to go to sleep. He knew he should go get Jean and get her to come back to bed but he was too tired. He tried not to think about that dream as he got back into bed. He still couldn’t believe how aroused he’d been when he woke up from that dream of watching Wolverine and Jean on the beach.
As he stripped off his uniform and swapped his glasses for the goggles he wore to sleep in. His mind kept going back to the dream like a persistent itch it wanted to scratch. He wasn’t sure where the dream came from perhaps more buried secrets stirred up by Apocalypse. He had never been completely comfortable with Jean and Logan’s relationship but in that dream he hadn’t cared. He’d been enjoying himself just watching and most disturbing of all to him he hadn’t just been watching Jean. He’d been just as aroused by Wolverine which is not something he would have expected.
He knew there were plenty of explanations besides him being actually attracted to men, and Wolverine specifically but his reaction to the dream still bothered him. He considered approaching it like he did all his problems and see if it was an isolated incident. He figured it would be best to do it tonight since Jean wouldn’t be back and possibly pick up any stray thoughts. He absolutely refused to use Wolverine as a test and settled on Angel. He had known Warren for years and has seen him in various stages of undress over the year so he could easily picture his body.
Attempting to fantasize about himself and Warren proved pointless because all the baggage of their history kept getting in the way. He was about to give up when he managed to solve the problem by simply picturing someone who looked like Warren instead of Warren. As long as it wasn’t Warren and instead some random guy named Tim or something he could enjoy it. He found he really enjoyed picturing rubbing against hard muscle and feather soft wings his body was definitely responding. He would probably feel guilty about it later but that didn’t stop him from shucking his breifs and masturbating along with the fantasy and experiencing a very satisfying climax.
After he cleaned himself up and was back in bed he began to wonder why he was just realizing he seemed to be equally attracted to men while at no other point in his life he could recall being so. He rejected the idea that it was a left over from Apocalypse because he recalled that Apocalypse only saw sex as a means to breed strong children. Sinister would have shared the same viewpoint and then it hit him. Sinister that year he was kept in a coma by that mad man while just entering puberty for that mad man to discover he was equally attracted to men and women. He knew that Sinister wanted him to breed little Summers children so even a fifty-fifty chance of ending up with a man would have been seen as a dangerous liability to him. So in addition to those other blocks a few that made him oblivious to any attraction he felt around another guy would make sense.
He guessed his possession by Apocalypse must have destroyed the remnants of that programming and now his natural orientation was reasserting itself. He then dismissed that possibility he knew how hard it was to reprogram minds telepathically he doubted even Sinister could shut off his sexuality. It was most likely he’d always known on some level he was also attracted to men but he’d just been in denial and after Apocalypse it was impossible to live in denial about things ever again.
To be continued...
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Out of Balance
Chapter 2 of 10
He was making love to Jean on a beach taking her from behind like an animal as he stared across at Cyclops who stood there unmoving as Jean screamed out in pleasure at what he was doing. It was as much about showing the other man that Jean was his as it was for her. He wanted the other man to acknowledge it to get on his knees and beg to be allowed near her. He watched as Cyclops pulled himself from his own pants and began to jack off in time enjoying watching Jean submit to him. He became even more aroused and climaxed with a dark grunt. After that he woke up with sticky sheets and feeling ashamed and horrified at what he was dreaming.
He’d dreamed about being with Jean plenty of times over the years but never like that. It was all his darker impulses on parade and having Cyclops watch it all made him sick. The worst part was he could still smell his own arousal and knew that dream had turned him on more than any he’d had in a long time. He climbed out of bed quickly and headed to the shower determined to scrub the smell off of him. He turned the water as scalding as he could and stepped inside the shower as soon as he was clean he was heading into town to find the nearest bar and push that dream out of his head.
As soon as he was clean enough the smell no longer reminded him of his dream he got on his bike and headed into town. He wanted nothing more than to get so drunk even his healing factor couldn’t help. He was half way to town when he got jumped and found himself sliding down the road as his bike was totaled by an energy blast from the woods. “You will die for killing Magneto,” someone said before fire exploded all around him and over him.
He hated being burnt it hurt even when it started healing he focused in on the voice and charged forward and rolled to put out the fire but it sprang back up. He had no idea who was attacking him but he was hit by a beam of energy. It was beginning to look like he was going to die because whoever was attacking him had caught him off guard cause of that dream. He should have singled for help as soon as the attack on his bike came. That was when he heard it the familiar sound of Cyke’s optic blast. He then felt a ton of dirt get dumped on him to extinguish the flames still burning on him. “It’s okay,” Jean’s voice said in his head. “Just rest and let your healing factor work.”
His ears still worked a little so he heard the short scuffle and felt even more embarrassed at how quickly Cyclops and Jean deal with them. “You should get him back to the mansion into the infirmary.” Cyclops said darkly. “I’ll stay here until the authorities get here for Mutant force.” That was just great those nobodies had been the ones to defeat him.
He felt Jean lifting him up and carrying in her TK back to the mansion. “Where were you going in such a hurray that they got the jump on you,” Jean asked in his head. “If Scott hadn’t woke me rushing to the bathroom in the middle of the night I’d have never sensed you were in trouble.”
“I just needed a drink,” He thought at her and hoped she wouldn’t ask why it was damn hard to lie to a telepath and especially when you were speaking with your head so he really didn’t want to have to try.
“Jean is everything alright,” Xavier said as they landed and he heard the slight intake of breath which meant he must look pretty terrible. “Bring him I’ll prepare the infirmary.” He really wished they didn’t seem so concerned it wasn’t like he wouldn’t heal it might take a few days but he’d be good as new soon enough.
_____
He returned to the mansion after the authorities had carted off the members of mutant force and found Professor Xavier waiting for him. “How’s Wolverine?” He asked careful to keep his voice even and level.
“He is in the medical ward and he should recover in time,” the professor said. “Jean is with him at the moment.” He wasn’t surprised even though he would be fine Jean would be there while he was recovering every step of the way. “Scott do you think this attack was sanctioned by Genosha or do you think it was the act of only those involved.”
“I don’t know Professor these four normally aren’t much of a threat,” He said. “However, they planned this attack really well and thanks to catching Wolverine off guard they nearly killed him.” He wasn’t sure what had Wolverine so distracted.
“I will contact my sources on Genosha but I believe all of us should be on alert the next few days,” The professor said. “First Vargas and now this attack on Wolverine I believe there may be a connection we will have to explore every option.”
“Of course Professor, but in the morning I need to get back to sleep,” He turned and left he knew that Xavier was probably a bit shocked but he just needed to go to sleep. He knew he should go get Jean and get her to come back to bed but he was too tired. He tried not to think about that dream as he got back into bed. He still couldn’t believe how aroused he’d been when he woke up from that dream of watching Wolverine and Jean on the beach.
As he stripped off his uniform and swapped his glasses for the goggles he wore to sleep in. His mind kept going back to the dream like a persistent itch it wanted to scratch. He wasn’t sure where the dream came from perhaps more buried secrets stirred up by Apocalypse. He had never been completely comfortable with Jean and Logan’s relationship but in that dream he hadn’t cared. He’d been enjoying himself just watching and most disturbing of all to him he hadn’t just been watching Jean. He’d been just as aroused by Wolverine which is not something he would have expected.
He knew there were plenty of explanations besides him being actually attracted to men, and Wolverine specifically but his reaction to the dream still bothered him. He considered approaching it like he did all his problems and see if it was an isolated incident. He figured it would be best to do it tonight since Jean wouldn’t be back and possibly pick up any stray thoughts. He absolutely refused to use Wolverine as a test and settled on Angel. He had known Warren for years and has seen him in various stages of undress over the year so he could easily picture his body.
Attempting to fantasize about himself and Warren proved pointless because all the baggage of their history kept getting in the way. He was about to give up when he managed to solve the problem by simply picturing someone who looked like Warren instead of Warren. As long as it wasn’t Warren and instead some random guy named Tim or something he could enjoy it. He found he really enjoyed picturing rubbing against hard muscle and feather soft wings his body was definitely responding. He would probably feel guilty about it later but that didn’t stop him from shucking his breifs and masturbating along with the fantasy and experiencing a very satisfying climax.
After he cleaned himself up and was back in bed he began to wonder why he was just realizing he seemed to be equally attracted to men while at no other point in his life he could recall being so. He rejected the idea that it was a left over from Apocalypse because he recalled that Apocalypse only saw sex as a means to breed strong children. Sinister would have shared the same viewpoint and then it hit him. Sinister that year he was kept in a coma by that mad man while just entering puberty for that mad man to discover he was equally attracted to men and women. He knew that Sinister wanted him to breed little Summers children so even a fifty-fifty chance of ending up with a man would have been seen as a dangerous liability to him. So in addition to those other blocks a few that made him oblivious to any attraction he felt around another guy would make sense.
He guessed his possession by Apocalypse must have destroyed the remnants of that programming and now his natural orientation was reasserting itself. He then dismissed that possibility he knew how hard it was to reprogram minds telepathically he doubted even Sinister could shut off his sexuality. It was most likely he’d always known on some level he was also attracted to men but he’d just been in denial and after Apocalypse it was impossible to live in denial about things ever again.
To be continued...
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