Dean Chambers A Mutant Living A Quiet Life

Stepping out of a shower in an apartment complex in San Diego CA, a young man was using a towel to dry his braided hair. Standing at 6ft 4 and heavily muscled with a currently unshaven goatee.

Once he was satisfied with a flick of his wrist the metal handle twisted seemingly on its own shutting off the shower. With another flick a spark of electricity flew from his finger tips to hit the cellphone sitting on the counter. Turning on it seemingly switched from the jazz music it was playing to various podcast networks before settling on J. Jonah Jameson's Just the Facts. Today the man was ranting about how a certain wall crawler apparently was infecting society with his abilities. His proof? The appearance of a new black and red suit wearing Spider-Man.

Drying off the rest of his body before wrapping the towel around his waist Dean chuckled at the man *seeing through New York's greatest menace*. "Never change Triple J." The man was never boring in stating his opinions.

Reaching out with his hands a can of shaving cream and a razor flew into his palms before giving his goatee a trim. Not enough to take it all away but take off anything that could be grabbed.

Walking out of the restroom still in only a towel he moved towards the kitchen where his *roommate* was leaning against the counter. Having showered while he'd been out on his morning run in one of his plaid black and white button up shirts and seemingly nothing else while reading the newspaper she had mostly auburn hair that reached the middle of her back with a fringe of white up front and light green eyes. She was about 5ft 8 with a fit body of her own.

Looking at her Dean smiled fondly as he recalled how they'd met. She'd been a drifter when he'd come across her a year ago being harassed by some wannabe gangsters on his way home from a work out at the local gym. He'd tased them from behind before helping her to her feet. He'd been experienced enough with his powers to the point he was aware he could influence people with his powers.

It was to be a standard one night stand. By morning she'd pin it on the excitement of the night encounter and then they'd never see each other again.

Except he'd accidentally touched her through a tear in her jacket.

After the initial punch in the gut feeling of having his powers drained passed both he and Anna had the pleasant surprise experience of seeing their bodies sharing an electrical charge.

Thinking quickly he pulled her along to his place with a command to follow being inserted into her mind for good measure. Dean hadn't met other Mutants growing up (at least none that he was aware of). He'd been living with his powers in secret since he was 15. The chance to meet and talk with one who seemed to have a similar ability to himself was too good to pass up for the at the time 18 year old. He needn't have bothered as the young lady was too stunned at the fact he wasn't convulsing on the ground from touching her to resist.

A talk over dinner later with a few more rewirings for good measure to ensure that she wouldn't have any desire to leave anytime soon and the rest was history.

As it turned out due to Anna's powers absorbing his own they'd unintentionally created a self sustainable feedback loop. Whatever damage her abilities did was automatically undone by him reabsorbing the energy he'd feed her.

Walking up and hugging her from behind a series of sparks passed between the two before he began kissing along her neck, "Morning Anna."

"Hmm. Morning yourself." She moaned back pressing her rear into the tent forming underneath the towel.

Spinning her around to face him the pair locked lips while Anna ran her hands up and down his chest. She seemed to take pleasure in the fact she could touch him without fear of harming him. The shocks that passed between the pair only heightened the experience on both ends.

His towel was soon removed with his shaft now wrapped in her palm stroking him up and down. Not falling behind Dean slipped two fingers into her naked snatch. Both of them moaning at the charge both gave each other.

Dean lifted her onto the counter before shoving himself inside her to the hilt. Her legs wrapped around him on instinct as they fucked slowly savoring the pleasure of their union.

Anna continued to kiss along his shoulder and neck back to his lips. When he undid the front of her pilfered shirt she did her best to touch as much of his skin as possible. To say she was addicted to his touch was an understatement.

He wasn't far behind. The jolts passing between them gave him a pleasure he couldn't find in others. Pulling away he stared her in the eyes enjoying the lust and desire shining in them as his thrusts sped up. "Mine."

"Yours." She laughed/moaned before diving back into their lip lock.

Several minutes later he groaned at her pussy tightened its grip on his cocked. With her moaning and twitching in his grasp he soon followed her into release. Dean filled her to the brim and with their climax the apartment room lights flickered on and off until the sensations passed.

Anna soon climbed off him, pushing Dean back onto a near by couch before spinning around and reinserting him back inside her depths to ride him to her own satisfaction.

'This is the life' he thought to himself.