19 Chapter 019 – Flames

[2009 – June]

Jean wasn't sure where her sudden bravery came from, as she whispered those words to Elijah.

Normally she would never do such a thing, but when she suddenly sensed that the girls were making out with Yukio even groping Ellie under the blanket that covered them, heat started to course through her body. Their arousal and daring, somehow igniting her own.

It wasn't something that happened rarely either, as Jean 'felt' and 'saw' people doing it on a regular basis. Even right now there were a few dozen couples in the school that were making out and some were even having sex.

Still, normally she would just suppress the impressions she caught involuntarily and if that didn't work, she would touch herself to relieve some of the tension and arousal.

Things were different at this moment though with Elijah by her side. Tonight she could be a normal teenage girl and make out with the hottest guy in the room. And since they had already kissed a few minutes before, Jean felt quite willing to repeat that.

Elijah's thoughts though were unreadable for her and he also hadn't tried to make advances on her while watching the movie. She wasn't sure if he was a gentleman, or if her own insecurities about him not wanting to kiss her again were right.

This had left her with no choice but to summon up the courage and make a move herself.

All her worries left her soon enough, as Jean felt his lips sealing her own again. And when he invaded her mouth with his tongue, she was all too willing.

The short breaks he took from kissing her into submission so that she could regain control of her powers were enough to make her realise that at some point Pietro had vanished from the room, probably to avoid having to look at the four of them making out right next to him.

And the moment the credits started to roll in, Ellie sprang up from the couch and dragged a giggling Yukio with her. Jean didn't have to imagine what the two beautiful girls were about to do, as she could already see their plans in their minds.

These pictures made her feel even hotter and with a slight push from her hands, she straddled Elijah and started kissing him again as her hands were pressed up against his chest and buried in his hair.

Jean didn't know what was going to happen next but never before had she felt so alive, sexy, and aroused. And when Elijah placed his hands on her hips and back a pleasant shudder went through her whole body from his touch.

…

While I would normally declare myself in full control of my actions, it was hard for me to do so at this moment.

While the hormones rushing through my system would probably not impair my judgement most of the time thanks to the experience from my last life, at this moment I found myself struggling to keep myself under control, which was not made easier by the gorgeous redhead in my lap.

Still, I somehow found the strength to grab her hips and set her down next to me, as I stood up and backed off a few steps to regulate my breathing and get some blood to flow towards my brain.

"I-is something wrong?", Jean asked, her tone a bit deeper and raspy, her arousal easily noticeable from her voice.

Focusing myself, I turned towards her, trying to find the words to tell her that this probably wasn't a good idea. Not because I didn't want this to happen, but because the consequences of us going further weren't something either of us would want.

Sighing loudly, I sat down next to her and said: "Since you can't read my mind, I have to tell you this myself before this goes further than a harmless make-out session."

"What is it, Elijah?", Jean said quietly with a slight frown on her face.

"I am not gonna stay here Jean. I will leave as soon as I have figured out my powers and some other stuff. I don't plan on becoming an X-Men or living my life as a normal human, Jean. In a year, maybe a few months less or more, I will leave the mansion. So if this between us becomes something serious, it is bound to end then.", I told her honestly.

I knew my words to be true and not telling her wouldn't end well. Jean was going to find out eventually and while right now she may only have a small crush on me, I couldn't really let her develop deeper feelings, knowing that I was going to leave and break her heart.

I also couldn't let her shackle me, or my own feelings for her. I couldn't deny that I wanted a companion, but even more than that I wanted to be as free as the wind.

Jean had her own goals and dreams, which were centered around proving to herself and others that her powers could be used to do good as one of the X-Men.

She wanted to prove that they didn't only bring destruction and death like they had done for her parents. I wasn't sure if her father was alive in this timeline, but either way Jean had her own aspirations and they conflicted with mine.

I didn't want to persuade her to aim for something different, I didn't want to manipulate her to be someone different, just so that she would stay by my side in the future.

That simply wasn't who I was. I preferred being upfront and letting her find her own way.

Suddenly Jean's hand grabbed my own, snapping me out of my thoughts, as she replied quietly: "If we only have one year together, then we have no time to lose."

Stunned by her words, Jean took this chance to close the distance between us and pressed her lips against mine once again.

I wasn't sure if Jean had thought this through. But at this point, I had done my duty by being honest with her, so this decision was her own and I didn't hesitate any longer, as I placed my hands at her sides and pushed her back onto the couch.

…

Jean knew that this was probably a bad idea and would cause her much heartache, but at this moment she didn't want to think, plan, or assess the situation.

For once she just wanted to do what felt right and being near Elijah, being kissed by him felt right.

There just was this incredible attraction she felt towards him since the moment they met. At first, she had thought that it was just her curiosity, but every minute she spent in his presence she felt more like herself – she felt grounded.

And as Elijah pushed her back into the couch and moved on top of her, she couldn't believe how good it felt to feel his body pressed up against hers. Instinctively she wrapped her jeans-clad legs around his waist and drew him in even closer, pressing her core into his lower body with a quiet moan.

One of his hands found her cheek and moved down her neck, while the other left a tingling sensation on her midsection as it brushed past her side and settled on her ribcage near her breast.

Her own left hand was tightly gripping his sweater, pulling him closer, while her right hand was buried in his soft black locks.

And while Jean did keep some of her focus on her power at all times, so that she wouldn't lose control and they would have to stop there. Control came easier to her than normal, which would have caused her surprise if she hadn't been so occupied by enjoying the incredible sensations flushing her system with pleasure.

When Elijah finally moved his hand to her chest and kneaded her sensitive flesh softly, Jean couldn't help but release a drawn-out moan, which he captured with his own lips.

Involuntarily she bucked her hips upwards and when she felt his hard member press against her core through their clothes, Jean's world exploded in a shower of flames as a cry of pleasure escaped her mouth.

Overwhelmed, her mind wasn't able to function properly for several long seconds as she had never felt something comparable.

Jean didn't even notice the flames pouring out of her entranced form and consuming her whole.