It's Psylocke

Psylocke strutted down the runway and, upon reaching the end of said runway, began to dance to techno music.

She was in perfect rhythm with the thumping beat that was coming through the speakers.

Xavier liked what he was seeing.

He couldn't help but think about how, physically, Psylocke was a woman with few peers.

Her body was an incredible mix of athletic and curvy.

Most of the X-Women had a similar body type, but it was especially noticeable with Psylocke.

Mainly because she insisted on wearing a uniform that was little more than a bathing suit.

Xavier had a theory that she did that because she, subconsciously, liked showing off her ass.

Not that Xavier would ever blame her for that because her ass was completely flawless.

In fact, Xavier might even go so far to say that Psylocke had the best ass out of any of the X-Women.

Which said a lot, given the competition that she had.

Every X-Woman had a truly incredible ass and even most of them would agree that Psylocke was at the very top of the 'best ass' list when it came to the team.

As such, he paid special attention to Psylocke's rear while she danced.

Her dancing was the perfect mix of sensual and sexual, at a level that few people on earth could reach.

That made a lot of sense, given how she'd been trained to move in such a manner when she was under the control of the Hand.

The effect her moves had on Xavier was almost hypnotizing to him.

"What do you think?" Rogue asked, whispering in his ear as Psylocke began to climb the stripper pole.

She wasn't 100 percent surprised that Xavier said nothing, he was so fixed on Psylocke (who was now upside down and sliding down the pole) that he was barely paying any attention to either Rogue or Storm.

Which meant that he didn't see the amused grin they gave each other while he watched Psylocke.

Which was exactly what they had envisioned when this whole thing was planned.

They had wanted Xavier to enjoy each and every performance they had planned for them, so he'd be wound up for when it was time to fuck each of them.

And, right now, it looked like Xavier was going to go crazy as soon he got his hands on Psylocke.

Not that either Storm or Rogue could blame him.

There were a lot of guys on the team who would react the same way to Psylocke in any situation, let alone one where she was dancing for them.

Still, Rogue and Storm were happy to help in any way they could.

And, if that meant turning him loose on Psylocke, then that's exactly what they'd do when the time was right.

That time was coming very soon.

The song was coming to an end and Xavier was clearly more than ready to fuck Psylocke's brains out.

Rogue and Storm took turns jerking him until he was fully hard.

"Oh yeah, I think you're ready for her." Storm said, right as the last note of the song played.

And with that, Psylocke began to approach him, eager to take things to the next level.