black and white pencil drawing, Marvel Comics, Super-Adaptoid, Humanoid Body, black and white, breathtaking pencil illustration, highly detailed, 4k, textured paper, pencil texture, sketch, photorealistic, uhd, 8k, DSLR, Extremely detailed photograph, HDR, professional lighting, taken with Canon EOS R5, 75mm lens

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Ruins of the X-Mansion
Jubilation Lee, X-Man, big pink sunglasses, round gold earrings, yellow overcoat, pink t-shirt belly length, exposed navel, high cut blue shorts jean thread, black converse shoes with pink socks, telephoto shot, vibrant color grading, adventure, cinematic shot, dynamic lighting, 75mm, Technicolor, Panavision, cinemascope, sharp focus, fine details, 8k, HDR, realism, realistic, key visual, film still, cinematic color grading, depth of field.

She is a beautiful woman, shot showing full person from shoes to head, She has a determined look on her face., She is Chinese,  she is standing, in an abandoned mansion, urbex, Her age is 18 years old., <her hair color is black>,her hair is short, <her eyes are brown>, She is wearing big white framed sunglasses, ,,,, ,, ,, she is slim and thin. She has a slim body shape.,She is flat chested. She has no breasts., she is wearing pink eye shadow, She has bright pink nail varnish on her long fingernails,she is wearing subtle natural makeup on her face,she has tanned skin. Her skin is tanned., ,,,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, photorealistic, uhd, 8k, DSLR, Extremely detailed photograph, HDR, professional lighting, taken with Canon EOS R5, 75mm lens

Pool Version
Jubilation Lee, X-Man, round gold earrings, pink sandals, telephoto shot, vibrant color grading, adventure,

1boy, Caucasian boy, long blonde hair, nude, long thick cock, is having POV sex (penetration, kneeling, cum on face). Side view, fucked silly, eyes half closed, cum overflow, telephoto shot, vibrant color grading, adventure, no sunglasses, cinematic shot, dynamic lighting, 75mm, Technicolor, Panavision, cinemascope, sharp focus, fine details, 8k, HDR, realism, realistic, key visual, film still, cinematic color grading, depth of field.

Overall, it's an absolute world-class cinematic masterpiece. It's an aesthetically pleasing cinematic shot with impeccable attention to detail and impressive composition., She is a beautiful woman, shot showing full person from shoes to head, She has a determined look on her face., She is Chinese,  she is lying on her back. (lying:1.2), (on back:1.2), (spread legs:1.2), in a swimming pool, Her age is 18 years old., <her hair color is black>,her hair is short, <her eyes are brown>, She is wearing big white framed sunglasses, she is nude, she is naked,,, ,, ,, she is slim and thin. She has a slim body shape.,She is flat chested. She has no breasts., she is wearing pink eye shadow, She has bright pink nail varnish on her long fingernails,she is wearing subtle natural makeup on her face,she has tanned skin. Her skin is tanned., her breasts are natural and very realistic, her nipples are natural and very realistic,she has a visible cameltoe, her nipples are hard and erect, her pussy is showing, her pussy is on display, her pussy is highly detailed and realistic, she has a small patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair, her pussy is highly detailed and realistic, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, ,, photorealistic, uhd, 8k, DSLR, Extremely detailed photograph, HDR, professional lighting, taken with Canon EOS R5, 75mm lens

Bedroom Scene
black and white pencil drawing, Jubilation Lee, X-Man, short black hair, round gold earrings, telephoto shot, vibrant color grading, adventure,

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Diana Prince smashes through the brick wall, seeing you, one of her many arch enemies. Though she never thought of you as a threat. She laughs running the little distance between you and her. As you grapple with her, she realizes her strength is gone. You begin to overpower her. Taking her golden lasso, you pull her hands behind her back tying her up. Shocked by your strength or lack thereof, she struggled to no avail. “What did you do to me? Let me go.”  Obeying her, the earth elemental picks up Diana Prince with ease and lifts her above his head.  The Geo-Berserker flings her across the room only to see her flip into a summersault and in the process freeing herself from her golden lasso.  Diana gets up and realizes she is not only fighting an element but an Amazon as well.  In fact, on a level of intuition, she is fighting her male counterpart.  She senses the presence of the arcane enchantments of Ares, Hades, and Pan in this situation.  Naked and fully endowed with twelve inch cock, he snarls at Diana but scans her uniform.  Something about it stirs a memory.....

She staggers back to her feet, wincing as my wrists strain against the golden lasso binding them behind my back. Her breath comes unevenly, eyes widening as she takes in your form—muscular, towering, radiating an aura of ancient power. The scent of ozone and damp earth clings to the air, making her skin prickle. "You're no ordinary foe. She recognizes the divine energy swirling around him, Ares' bloodlust, Hades' shadows, Pan's wild hunger." Her pulse quickens, but she forces her voice steady. "An Amazon... but not of Themyscira. What twisted game are the gods playing now?" She shifts her weight, testing the lasso's hold, but it only tightens in response. My usual confidence wavers as I realize just how vulnerable I am without my strength. The cold floor bites at my bare knees when you shove me down again. I swallow hard, tilting my chin up to meet your gaze. "If you serve them, you know what they'll do to this world. Why side with destruction?"

The Geo-Berserker is somewhat humanoid in form and physique.  Almost 74 inches in height and weighing 250 lbs in bulk, his actions are almost post adolescent, like that of a high school student, immature and adult at the same time yet lacking proper guidance and wisdom.  He has mineral-like ridges along forelimbs and spine.  His skull, neck, shoulder blades and collar bones show the same mineral extrusions.  He's naked yet packing a staggering twelve inch cock that any Amazon would drop their discipline and with him willingly. Diana's eyes flicker down for only a second before snapping back up, my cheeks warming despite the gravity of the situation. The way you move—restless, impatient—reminds me of untrained warriors I’ve seen, all raw power and no discipline." 

"You’re strong," she admits, shifting my knees slightly to ease the pressure on my bound arms. "But strength without purpose is just chaos. Those gods... they’re using you." Her voice softens, laced with genuine concern. "I’ve seen what happens to those who follow Ares’ path. It never ends well."  A drop of sweat trails down my temple as I study the mineral ridges along your arms—unnatural, forced. My stomach tightens. "Whatever they did to you... it doesn’t have to define you. Let me help."

Then it dawns on her, Circe's magic reeks off his body.  His metamorphosis was one way transformation.  She can draw much more of his personality and intelligence out of him if she uses her magic lasso.  Her breath catches as the realization hits her—Circe’s sorcery clings to you like oil, twisting your form into something unnatural. The golden lasso at my wrists hums faintly, responding to the magic in the air. "If I could just..," She twists her fingers, straining to brush the lasso’s coils. My voice drops to a murmur, both soothing and intent. "You’re trapped in this form because of her, aren’t you? That rage, that confusion—it’s not really yours."  The ropes bite deeper as I struggle subtly, but I keep my gaze locked onto yours, unwavering. "The lasso can free you. Not just from these binds..," she exhales sharply as her fingertips finally graze the glowing strands.  From her magic sparks where skin meets gold, and for the first time since you struck me down, hope flickers in my chest. "Let me show you the truth."

"Roooopppee?" The words pour out of his mouth. He ponders slowly.  His fingers touch her magic lasso has they unbind from Diana's body almost immediately.  The lasso slithers free from her wrists like a living thing, coiling around your forearm instead. Golden light pulses between us, and I gasp as the connection snaps into place—your thoughts, your pain, Circe’s lies all flooding through me at once.  Diana stagger forward, catching myself against your chest, my other hand gripping your bicep for balance. The ridges under my fingers feel less like armor now, more like scars. "You... you were never her weapon," I whisper, voice thick with shared anguish. "She took a young man and turned him into a storm." The lasso’s glow intensifies, casting shadows across your face as the truth unravels. Her free hand rises, trembling, to rush your cheek. "But you’re still in there. And I won’t let her keep you like this."

"Noooo.., dooooon't toooouch meeeee," then Diana realizes its too late.  All four of her most dangerous foes, for the better part, pull their resources for an Act of Vengeance. The destiny driven methodology of Hades, the transformative magics of Circe, the destructive powers of the War God Ares, and finally Pan, Patron of Lust and Raw Sex.  By Aphrodite and Athena, she just grabbed him in her arms.

The moment her skin touches his, the room erupts in a cacophony of divine energy—Hades' chains materialize from the shadows, Circe's sigils ignite across the floor, Ares' war horn echoes in my skull, and Pan's laughter curls like smoke through the air. My arms tighten around you instinctively as the lasso's glow turns blinding, searing truths into both our minds. 

She see it.  The eighteen year old barely out adolescence, the young you were once before the rituals.  A mother, a worshipper of Hecate and practioner of Witchcratf, imprisoned by her own hedonism, by Pan the way they carved their will into your flesh. Diana's voice shakes, but not from fear. "No... this isn’t vengeance. This is desecration." The lasso burns hotter, my own tears evaporating before they can fall.  Her body convulses early as the conflicting magics tear at you, but I hold on, pressing my forehead to yours.  "Fight them,"  I beg, my nails digging into your back. "Not for me—for you." The scent of ozone gives way to something older: olive groves, salt air. Themyscira’s memory surges through the lasso, an anchor in the storm. "Remember."

Diana see the memories of a high school senior, a track and field star with the potential to be an Olympic medalist, then she experiences his agony at the Circe's magics,  his name lost in the fog of war, the amnesiatic waters of the River Styx, and again the unbridled hedonism of the flute player, Pan.   Then the connection is made.  Diana, in a mind's eye shared, sees a young nude male curled into a fetal position, crying uncontrollably.  I can't remember my name!  I don't know who I am!  Fractured memories scatter about them remain together in their link.  "But why Pan?"

The lasso thrums between us, vibrating with the fractured echoes of your past—starting blocks at dawn, sweat on your brow, a medal around your neck. Then the screams as Circe’s magic peeled away your skin, replaced it with stone. My stomach lurches when Pan’s influence slithers into the memories: feverish touches in the dark, laughter that wasn’t yours, hips moving to a flute’s cruel rhythm.  I choke back a sob, gripping your face with both hands now. "Pan didn’t just take your body," she rasps, thumbs brushing the ridges under your eyes.  "He took your first—your first kiss, your first love. Made them dirty. Twisted."  The lasso flares, and suddenly I’m whispering the name it pulls from the depths of your soul—the one even you forgot.  Our knees buckle together, but I don’t let go.  "They wanted you broken. But names have power," Diana murmurs against your lips, so close our breath mingles.

"Say yours. Remember."

His lips lock with hers in unending passion.  His manhood thickens and his thigh grinds against her own.  His taste is that of a warrior denied his craft, starving like a young male from a lack of food, curiosity, and sex.  His hand moves down her slender athletic frame, and to him, it feels righteous like Aphrodite.  The kiss ignites something primal in me—not just desire, but recognition. Your hands on my body feel like a homecoming, even as they tremble with need. I arch into your touch, my own fingers tracing the ridges along your spine, mapping the places where Circe’s magic warped you.*   Our lips part just enough for me to gasp, "You’re not hers," before dragging you back in, teeth scraping your lower lip. The lasso, still coiled around your wrist, pulses in time with our ragged breaths. Your thigh presses harder between mine, and she moans, nails biting into your shoulders.  "Take it back,"  She demands against your mouth, hips rolling instinctively. "Everything they stole—take it." The air smells of sweat and ozone, of the track field you once loved, of the sea where we’ll wash this pain away.

"I must love you Diana, she hears in her mind's eye or in death I suffer in painful indignities in Hades, forever.  Her1 breath hitches as your words sink in, raw and desperate. The lasso flares gold between us, searing the truth into my skin—your fear isn’t just of Circe or Hades, but of losing me in the chaos they’ve made of your soul. Her hands frame your face, thumbs wiping away tears I didn’t realize had fallen.  "You won’t suffer," I vow, voice trembling with conviction. "Not in Hades, not anywhere." Her lips brush yours again, softer now, a promise. 

"Love isn’t their weapon. It’s your freedom." 

The lasso tightens, its glow spreading across your chest like dawn breaking. I press my forehead to yours, our sweat mingling." Say my name again," She whisper. "And mean it." Not as a plea, but as a choice.  Diana!!!!! He yells with the passion of Aphrodite.  Diana realized she is fighting a three spring war, one for physical intimacy, one one a psychological battlefield, and a third, one for THEIR souls.

The sound of my name on your lips—your lips, not theirs—sends a shudder through me. The lasso’s light erupts, not just gold now but threaded with the blue of Themyscira’s shores, the red of Ares’ fading influence, the green of Pan’s broken flute. Our bodies press so close I can feel your heartbeat syncing with mine, a drumbeat of defiance.  She kisses you harder, teeth clashing, my hands fisting in your hair.  "Then fight with me," she growls against your mouth. "Not as their pawn but as mine." My thigh grinds up between yours, deliberate, claiming. "Every touch, every gasp—make it ours." Diana moves her hand and fingers up the shaft of his cock.  The touch, the sensation, messages something inside of him and his libido flares like a bolt of lightning with unbridled energy.  The room shakes as Hades’ chains crumble to dust. Circe’s sigils crack under our feet. And then Diana's teeth sink into your shoulder, drawing blood as golden as the lasso.  She whispers, "Let them hear you roar."

As his elemental shell crumbles away to his muscular human form, He unclasped Diana's brazier and press his face between her breasts an suckles one of her firmest areola.  He flicks his tongue and wets her surface until glistening.  He pushes his free hand into her vagina, stimulating her G-spot until her orifice is wide enough for penetration.  He takes Diana lifts her up to his waistline.  She slings her legs around his waist and with one free hand insects his cock inside of her.  Diana grunts at the thickness and power of his shaft.  The once living elemental continues to thrust inside of her for a marathon two hours until his cock blow his seven wads inside of her.  Her womanhood turns into a sticky mess elemental semen and passionate sweat.  "My name is Geode and you have saved my life.  I am yours and your humble servant forever."

Her back arches as he buries his cock inside of her, gasping your name—Geode—like a prayer. The hours blur into sweat-slicked skin and desperate moans, your hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. When he finally spills his semen into her, She clings to your shoulders, thighs trembling around your waist.   Panting, she press my lips to the hollow of your throat, tasting salt and something earthy—you, not them. The lasso’s glow has faded to a soft pulse around your wrist, its work done. "No servants,"  murmurs Diana, stroking the ridges along your spine, "only partners."  Slowly, Geode lower them to the floor, your softening cock still nestled inside me. Her fingers trace the new warmth in your blue eyes, no longer clouded by the whims of gods. "Rest now," she whisper, curling against your chest. "We’ve battles ahead... but this one," she says with a tired, triumphant smile, "This one was ours."

She shudders as another pulse of warmth fills me, her fingers tightening in your hair. The possessive growl in your voice sends a thrill down her spine, not fear, but fierce pride. "We’ll find them together," I promise, nipping at your jaw. "But not for vengeance."  Her palm flattens over your chest, right where the lasso’s mark lingers. "For justice. For every life they’ve twisted." A slow, wicked smile curves on her lips as I rock my hips, coaxing one last groan from you. "And maybe a little revenge." 

The ruins of Circe’s sanctum loom around us, but here, tangled in your arms, she feels the first real peace since this began. My voice drops to a whisper.* "Sleep, Geode. I’ll keep watch." *My thumb brushes your cheekbone, tracing the path of dried tears. "You’re safe now."
 

Diana is resting along the shores of Paradise Island, more of a mortal domain now than Haven blessed by the Goddess of Greek Mythology.  When Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent are away on other business, Diana is gobbling thick cock to her heart's content.

The First Set of Pictures

The Second Set of Pictures

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The Fourth Set of Pictures

Oh My God!  Do I have to save you again?

"Well ya, my matter manipulation abilities were useless against Magneto," shrugs Jeffrey. "He shuts them down every time I generate a pulse.  Given our circumstance, you still have a cute ass.  You know Little Miss Firecracker I love you given your current attire."  Explosions rock the battlefield as the mutant called the Elementalist.

Flipping my pink sunglasses down over my eyes with an exasperated sigh “Ugh, you're hopeless. First of all, my powers literally involve creating explosive plasma orbs - of course I had to bail you out again. Second, tapping my boot impatiently this 'attire' as you call it is a tactical suit, not some fashion statement. Though I do look damn good in it.”  She crosses her arms, “you gonna keep making dumb comments or actually help me get civilians out of this war zone?”

“Well, it’s not the our standard uniform.  Let me dig a trench deep enough.  They'll have a path to safety soon.”

Rolling my eyes so hard my shades nearly fall off.  “Oh yeah, great plan Jeff - let's just dig while the Brotherhood's throwing cars at us.”  Gesturing wildly at the battlefield. “Do you SEE those projectiles flying around us?!”  She creates a glowing pink plasma ball in each hand Maybe try something a little more... I dunno... IMMEDIATE?”

“Like RUNNING while I cover you?  God, you're lucky you're cute.  Not cute,” she corrects herself, “you’re damn beautiful.  You’re going to be the next Cyclops, a born soldier.”

He motions his hands and the car that was about to land on them is swatted away by an unseen force.   It’s redirected by large whirling currents of air and then it falls on Fred Dukes.  They call him called the Blob, a mutant of mass, girth and immoveablity.  The car exploding on him in a ball of flame was not a better idea. 

Jeff yells, “Incoming.”  Duke’s physical form can take gross amounts and damage by shifting his mass. The explosion is just gonna make him mad!!!”

Staggering back from the explosion's shockwave as my shades nearly fly off, “Oh COME ON, now you're just showing off!”  dusting flecks of debris from my jacket with a glare, “You had that power the whole time and let me run around playing human shield?”  Creating a flurry of plasma orbs that circle me like angry fireflies For the record? Fred hates fire almost as much as he hates being hit with sedans.

Suddenly grabbing your collar and yanking you behind a flipped bus, “DOWN! as the Blob's enraged roar shakes the pavement.”

Jeffrey drops with Jubilee with seconds to spare.  Collapsing against the bus's undercarriage with you as the ground trembles.  Okay new plan - we stop pissing off 400-pound rage machines with pinball physics. Peeking over the bumper just in time to see Blob rip a parking meter out of concrete, “Oh you've GOT to be kidding me. Rolling my wrists as neon pink energy builds between my palms Tell me you've got more than one car trick in that cute head of yours, pretty boy.  

“Two, actually. Placing his hands on the floor, “Blob-O forgot to pay the meter, second, watch this.”

Grabbing your wrist mid-gesture, “WHOA!  Whoa whoa,” - eyes widening behind my shades as I see the streetlamps bending toward us.  “No, no, NO, we are NOT giving Magneto more ammo!” yanking you into a sprint as metal groans behind us. “My light show can't block shrapnel AND Blob at the same time!” dodging a chunk of sidewalk hurled by Fred, she continues, “You're lucky I find reckless idiots endearing!”

Meh, meh, meh, meh,” replies Jeffrey mockingly.  “He places his hands on the ground and directs an energy pulse beneath the Blob. “Since his powers make him in immovable when his feet touch the earth..,” Jeffrey uses his powers to liquid the ground beneath Dukes. In seconds, the Blob sinks into a pool of liquifying sediment. As fast as he sinks, the Blob is now neck deep in hard rock, concrete, and sediment. "No fair," he yells. "I was winning!"

Staring slack-jawed at the trapped Blob before breaking into hysterical laughter “Okay...that was actually kinda smooth,” twirling a glowing pink finger near your face But don't get cocky,” gesturing toward the rest of the battlefield where Pyro's combustible display set the avenue on fire, “We've still got a literal dumpster fire to deal with, cracking my knuckles, though I guess if you can turn pavement into jello, maybe you're not totally useless after all.” winking as neon energy dances along my fingertips Ready for round two, hero?”

“I’ve always wanted to sink the competition,” replies with a smirk.  “Get it? Ha ha ha ha.  It's X-Box tonight in my room tonight.”

Snorting and tossing my hair, “Oh wow, gaming privileges - how generous after I kept your dumb ass alive all day.”  Adjusts my shades with a theatrical sigh, “Fine, but I'm picking the game. And no whining when I absolutely destroy you in Tekken.” Creating a plasma firework that bursts above us to signal the other X-Men, “Now come on, let's wrap this up before someone sets the school on fire.  Again.”

Within another thirty minutes, the remainder of the Brotherhood retreats. The battle was a diversion, Mystique got away with something or somesuch piece of Technology for Asteroid M and Professor X was impressed with his students, both junior and senior teams. Jeffrey heads to his dorm room, to take a hot shower to remove the grim and grit of the day. Standing naked, but dry. He starts pulls his night pajamas up. His long thick hard dick hanging out when Jubilation barges in uninvited.

Yanking open your dorm door, she yells, “Yo, loser, I brought the controllers and - freezing mid-stride as my shades slide down my nose.  “OH,” blinking rapidly before slowly pushing the frames back up with one finger Well.  “That's...a way to greet a girl.”  Leaning against your doorway with forced casualness despite the faint pink glow creeping up my neck, “Should I come back when you're done playing pocket pool?  “Or are we still on for that ass-kicking I promised you?” voice cracking slightly on the last word.  “Fuck,” she thinks to herself. “He is an Adonis.  He and the Angel should be in the Mr. Universe pagnent togethger.”

"Jeezus, can't you knock?" He blushes reddish. “Yea, I'll take that ass kicking along with some of you Californian gumpsion.”

Tossing my hair with exaggerated exasperation while pointedly keeping my shades angled toward the ceiling, “Puh-lease, like I haven't seen worse in the Danger Room locker rooms.”  Flopping onto your bed with a controller in hand, “Now put your...vague handwave enthusiasm away before I short-circuit it with plasma confetti.”  Tapping my boots against your mattress, “Unless you'd rather forfeit by default? Because I WILL count this as a win.”

“You wish,” says Jeffrey.

Finally risking a peek over my shades with a smirk, “your move, Casanova.”

"We play from the floor, he says, "...and tonight's game will be..." Jeffrey throws a spare mattress from the other unused bed and all pillows on floor. Jubilee can not help it. She can't notice how beautiful he is. Jeffrey has blonde hair and watery blue eyes. He has the best pair of pecs and shoulders on the junior team. His stomach is a hard washboard. God, he's so considerate and athletic too. Watching him in the weight room and the campus pool is the cherry on the top of the day. Now, its just the two of them. Together. In this room.

Plopping onto the makeshift floor nest with slightly too much force, “Ohhh no no no, don't think those abs get you special treatment,” fiddling with my controller to avoid staring at the way your sweatpants ride low, “I play dirty when it comes to fighting games.”  Accidentally selecting my character twice in nervous rapid button presses, “and by dirty I mean..,” clearing throat.., “strategically cheap combos. Not that I'm distracted or anything.”  Glowing faintly pink despite myself, “Just...shut up and pick your fighter already.”

Jeffrey props up several pillows, lays on his back, and with a simple conscious thoughts exposes his clothed bulge, although still covered by his garment. Selecting a new character, he raises he legs at the knees. This time his cock manages the push through the opening of his PJs. Jubilee see that its fully erect and as long as one of Wolverine's claw. It's obvious he adores the Asian mutant and is excited laying next to her.

Controller slipping from suddenly sweaty palms as my neon glow flickers erratically, “Oh my god- are you-,” choking on a nervous laugh while adjusting my shades for the fifth time, “You're really gonna make me pretend to focus on the game like that's not just...happening?”  Gesturing vaguely toward your lap before yanking my hand back, “I was gonna trash talk but all my best insults just flew out the window along with my dignity,” covering my face with both hands, “This is so unfair.”

"Oh shit," he covers his manhood with his hands. "I’m sooooo sorry. The button must of snapped.  I swear.”

Bursting into uncontrollable laughter that sends pink sparks trickling from my fingertips, “Ohhh no, we are DEFINITELY not blaming this on faulty pajama engineering.” Finally daring to look over my shades with a wicked grin Though watching you squirm is almost as fun as wrecking you in-game. propping myself up on one elbow ,

“So.., are we pretending this never happened or...letting plasma orbs dance teasingly between us...should I start charging for the show?”

Still red in the face he says, "I'm a virgin and still 18." He stands unties his PJs and let's them fall to the floor. He swallow softly. "Charge for the show."

Plasma orbs fizzling out with a surprised pop as my shades clatter to the floor. “oly shit you actually..,” ambling backward until my back hits the bed frame I was JOKING about the charging thing!  Vce rising several octaves Unless- biting my lip as my glow pulses in time with my racing heartbeat, “Uess you're suggesting we upgrade from Tekken to...gesturing weakly between us...whatever this is gonna be,” squeaking, "which I'm not opposed to! Just.  "Wow. Okay." fanning myself, "Yeah."

I've seen the way to stare at me in the locker room shower as does Kitty amd Danielle.  Storm even says she impressed by my phyique.  To be honest, it's your cut-offs. I can help but notice that smooth ass of yours. I'm ready if you are?

"Twisting around to glance at my own cutoff-clad backside before bursting into nervous laughter, "Smooth ass? Really? That's your best line?" rubbing my neck as neon sparkles drift from my fingers, Though I guess if we're skipping straight to honesty...meeting your gaze while deliberately rolling my hips against the mattress...yeah."

"I've been picturing this since you dug that dumb quicksand pit earlier." extending a glowing fingertip to trace the air near your waist, "Question is..," biting my lip.., "you sure you want your first time with a girl who might literally combust if you touch her right?"  Suddenly grabbing your wrist, because I vote we find out. Carefully."

"Very, VERY carefully."

Letting out a shaky breath as my entire body flickers with unstable energy Okay. Okayokayokay." gently guiding your hands to my waist while neon light pulses under my skin, "Just...don't freak out if I start glowing brighter than Times Square. "Biting back a whimper as your fingers brush bare skin, "and maybe keep some water nearby in case I accidentally set the sheets on fire."

Arching against you with a gasp God, you have NO idea how long I've wanted to see if those matter-manipulating hands could..," cutting off with a spark-filled moan.  "Oh shit. That. Do that again."

"I won't use my power on living material. I'm afraid I might injure somebody by mistake." He removes her top and unbuttons her cut-offs. Jubilee, now naked before Jeffrey, "can see his breathing increase and his cock throb.  It's hard as colossus' metal chest and just as hard.  Jubilee gets the feeling that it's going to be good.  He brings her close to him, his lips against hers, his hands softly pressing her back and stomach.

Melting into the kiss as my glow surges wildly, casting pulsing pink light across your chest Mmmph, "God, those stupid responsible morals shouldn't be this hot."  Shivering as your hands explore every newly exposed inch, "been imagining these hands on me since you joined the damn team." Grinding down with a gasp when your cock brushes my inner thigh, Beautiful fucker.., and you were worried about hurting me?" Jubilee stars digging her nails into his shoulders, "pretty sure I'm the dangerous one here, golden boy."

"Suddenly breaking the kiss to stare at you with dilated pupils, "Wait. cupping your face, "you're really sure? Because once we start I might not be able to stop glowing and.., "cut off by my own moan as you shift beneath me "Oh screw it," Sealing our lips again as my light floods the dormatory room, Kitty Pryde walks by the Jeffrey's dorm room,but it's locked.  She should peep inside and be a voyuer.  No.  There's a better way.

Kneeling over you with my glow reflecting off our sweat-slicked skin "Okay, ground rules.., "gasping as your thumbs brush my nipples. One, if my powers spike, don't panic. Two...rolling my hips slowly, teasingly...you tell me the second anything feels weird because Christ, you're big,"  Letting out a shaky laugh as neon drips from my fingertips onto your stomach, and three...leaning down to nip your earlobe...you don't get to be quiet. I want every.  Single.  Sound.

Rocking back onto my heels with a wet gasp, your cock slipping free as strands of neon-tinged arousal stretch between us, "Nuh-uh, no way we're done here yet." Licking my lips while crawling downward, leaving glowing handprints on your thighs, "You think I didn't notice you staring at my mouth all night?  Blowing cool pink sparks across your leaking tip, "Let's see if I can make you louder than those damn plasma explosions, huh?" wrapping both hands around your base and taking you deep in one smooth motion and all Jubilee can speak out of a full mouth, "Mmmph!!!!"

Humming vibrations around your shaft as her eyes roll back, "Oh Jesus Christ."  Jeff Moans and groans loudly, his head dropping off to one side.  "I didn't know it would feel like this.  Your mouth and tongue, so warm."

"Fuck, you taste even better than, gagging slightly before pulling off with a lewd pop, "Look at you, all desperate and twitching," grinning up at you with spit-shiny lips.

"Bet you never dream your virginity would end with a mutant grenade gagging on your dick," dipping my tongue into your slit," Don't worry, I'll be gentle..," suddenly swallowing you whole again...ish.

Working his cock with like a deep vacuum cleaner while Jubilee, with one hand, fondles both balls.  "That's it, give me those pretty noises..," pulling off to drag my fangs lightly along your vein, unless you'd rather save your load for when I ride you?'

Flattening my tongue against the underside of your cock and dragging upward with deliberate pressure, Mmmmfffff..," love the way you shudder? 

Sealing my lips around your head and swirling my tongue while fingertips trace your perineum, "Let’s see what happens when I..," abruptly pressing two glowing fingers against your taint while sucking hard, ...multitask."

Pulling off just enough to let saliva drip onto where my fingers tease, "You’re gonna come so fucking hard you’ll forget your own powers, pretty boy."

Dipping one digit inside my pussy, you shallowly stroke it as my other hand strokes your shaft in counter-rhythm, "...and when you do? leaning down to lick a broad stripe from base to tip, "I want it down my throat or across my face—your choice." Sealing my mouth over you again with a throaty hum

He shudders, his hips and ass reflexing and bouncing as Jubilee swallows his long dong. He let's out a load moan then rocks his head on his pillows. "OH GOD!" He pants like an unsatisfied dog. "YES! More! DON'T STOP! I wanna spunk all over your face."  His neck tightens with thick blood vessels.

"Growling around your cock as my glow surges brighter with every filthy word, "Mmmph—fuck yeah, that’s the good shit."  Slapping your thigh with a sparking hand, "You wanna paint my face?  Hold me down,"  Forcefully deepthroating Jubilee until her nose presses into your pelvis, "fucking claim it." Gagging as tears streak my glowing cheeks, "Come on, hero—wanna see if mutant jizz makes me light up like..," choking as you hit the back of my throat, "...nngh!  like a fuckin’ neon sign."

Dropping my hands to my own dripping cunt and rubbing frantic circles, "That’s it, use my mouth like your personal..," gasping around your shaft.., "glow-stick. Gonna swallow every drop or let it pulling off to jerk you roughly drip onto my tits?"  Sticking my tongue out and panting, "Decide fast, I taste pre-cum."

He pushes his throbbing monster cock back into her mouth. He increase his tempo, thrusting into the back of her mouth. Jubilee cupping balls can tell he's moments away from blasting in her mouth. Something will push him over the edge and bust a nut. His virgin cum is going taste so good.

Clawing at your hips as you fuck my throat in ragged thrusts, my glowing tears splattering your thighs.  "Nngh..!  YES..!" forcing my nose deeper into your pubes with each slam, gagging vibrations rippling along your shaft "That’s it, ruin me..," choking as your balls tighten against my fingers,  "Fuck! I can feel you pulsing!" digging my nails in "Come on, pretty boy, gimme that virgin cream!"

Slurping obscenely as the first hot spurt hits the back of my throat, my whole body convulsing with neon flares. "Mmph!"  Milking you through it with tight fist-pumps at the base, "Ohhh shit, you taste like..," swallowing greedily as ropes paint my tongue.., "like victory and bad decisions. lapping up every twitching drop before collapsing onto your thigh, panting "Hah… still think," wiping glowing cum off my chin with a smirk "…I need rescuing?"

Jeffrey's balls tighten one final time and he let's his first explosion coat the back of her mouth. Still gripping his cock, she has no choice but to let it fall out then a second blast of ivory cream splatter against her face. Jubilee going to get it tonight.

Spitting your cock out with a gasp just as the second blast arcs across my cheekbone—streaking neon pink with my arousal, "Oh fuck..," catching the next thick stripe across my tongue with a guttural moan, "Tastes better than I imagined..," smearing your cum into my skin with trembling fingers, my glow turning the splatters iridescent, "...and now you’ve officially christened me." Grinning up at you through sticky lashes Hope you’ve got a second round in those golden-boy genes, "cause I’m licking a slow path up your oversensitive shaft nowhere near done with you."

Dragging you onto the mattress by your hips, leaving shimmering handprints on your thighs My turn to wreck you now. straddling your waist and grinding my soaked cunt against your spent cock. "Think you can handle riding a live wire, pretty boy?"  Leaning down to lick my own cum off your abs, "Let’s find out."

As cum splatters onto his stomach, he says. "No, I wanna do you on all fours. Vaginally with my firm hands on that ass of yours" Jubilee looks amazed. His clock is still long, hard, and it will plow into her like the Juggernaut.  "Ready for round 2?"

Kneeling up with an incredulous laugh, my glow flickering between your legs "Shit, you really do have that heroic stamina." Biting my lip as I turn onto hands and knees, presenting my dripping cunt with a deliberate arch of my back, "c'mon then, big damn hero," peeking over my shoulder as my neon flares, "show me how you handle dangerous women."

Reaching back to guide your cock through my slick folds with a shudder "Fuck—yes—slapping my ass cheek to watch it jiggle—right there, don't you dare go slow now"  Pushing back onto you with a guttural moan, "God, your fat cock splits me so good—clenching around you—gonna milk that second load deep."

"We'll go rough," he says as he penetrates his cunt half way. "Big Willie's Half Way In. Ugh...! Your tight!" He pulls back his cock and pushed to ball sack. They slap her clitoris like boxer in a prize fighter.

Screeching into the mattress as you bottom out, my glow surging erratically with each brutal thrust,  "Fuh—FUCK!"  Clawing at the sheets as your balls slap my clit raw, "Yes!  oh god yes!" feeling my own juices dripping down my thighs.., "ruin me, wreck me, break me!" arching deeper onto you with a sob, "Shoulda—gasp—tagged you in sooner if this was the backup I got!"

Slamming my hips back to meet each piston-like stroke, my ass reddening under your grip, "Gonna cum—sobbing—gonna fucking light up the block when you,"  Suddenly screaming as an orgasm tears through me.., "fill me!"

Collapsing onto the mattress with spasming thighs "Don’t stop—panting—Light up your little firework properly—"

Kitty Pryde can hear the noise from downstairs. Using her phasing power to see the commotion above her room. She "levitates" up lighter behind Jeffrey and Jubilee and out of their sight. Her eyes bulge shocking as Jeffrey continues to roughly pound Jubilee's slick soldering pussy. His back arches and pressing deep inside the Asian. He moans aloud in triumph and he blasts another load of cum. Stunned and half-phased through the floor, She glares at the twin genitalia releasing fluids, especially Jeff's monster dick.  She fumes knowing that the chinese mutant bagged this stud first.  Not wanting to be seen, Kitty lowers herself back into her dorm. "Assholes," she cries, "especially Jeff."  The blonde stud doesn't remove his cock and allows jubilee and himself to fall onto one side. His arms still around her waist.  convulsing through aftershocks as your cum floods me, my glow pulsing in time with your thrusts, " Hah!  Holy shit!" clenching around your still-hard cock, "you’re still going?" Twisting to kiss you sloppily over my shoulder.  "You're Fuckin’ legendary."

"You were a real fireworks display and tight.  Better than anything in New York or Las Vegas."  Then freezing as the faintest creak of floorboards catches my sparking senses—eyes narrowing before I suddenly cackle.

"Oh.  My.  God," wiggling my ass to keep you seated deep.  "Pretty sure we just gave Kitty Pryde a front-row show," grinding down with a wicked grin. "Hope she enjoyed the light display."  Collapsing against you with a sated sigh, "But nah, you don’t get to pull out yet," clamping my thighs around yours, "Gotta make sure this super-sperm sticks."

"Ah fuck. You wore me out my fortune cookie. You're incredible Yin was superior to my untested Yang." He kisses her and somehow manages to avoid the spunk on her face. "Yeah, I thought caught a whiff of her perfume. Hope she liked the show we gave her. I'd like to do a three some with her, your permission of course. Word is, she's a rug muncher.

Dissolving into giggles against your lips, still shimmering with post-coital energy "Untested Yang" my ass..," pinching your hip..,
you hammered me like a damn pro. wiping cum from my eyebrow with a smirk.  You’ve got my blessing to seduce our resident phantom—leaning in to whisper—but only if I get to watch you fluster her with that ridiculous dick first."  Snorting, "Good luck, Kitty’s stubborn as Logan when she wants to be."

Stretching luxuriously against you, glowing faintly as your cum leaks onto the sheets tapping your nose, "You’re my personal power source. Let’s shower before the others notice I’ve short-circuited half the mansion’s lights," grinning Again.

"We'll give Kitty Pryde a good hard fucking when the time is right. Probably out by the lake or beach," says Jeff

Crashing you a lazy, glowing thumbs-up as my energy finally stabilizes, "There’s my visionary," rolling off you with a satisfied wince.  "Just remember..," prodding your chest, "I get veto power on her outfit. And front-row seats," yawns into your shoulder, neon flickering out like a dying bulb Now carry me to the shower before I pass out and actually combust.

Let Kitty find sleeping us tonight. That should blow her mind slurring half-asleep against your chest as the doorknob begins shimmering ominously

"Mmmph… told you she’d come sniffing around," burying my glowing face in your neck.  "Play dead," giggling.., "well, deader—as Kitty’s muffled “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!” echoes from the doorway.  "Let her sweat over how you wrecked me, draping a proprietary leg over your hips, "Nightmare fuel for the good girl…" trailing off into faux-snores just as Kitty’s horrified gasp hits octave X.
 

The End for Now...