Jean

The room was alive with the aftermath of their passion, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire. Kitty’s body was still trembling, her skin slick and sensitive as Elias loomed over her, his dark eyes gleaming with a hunger that seemed to have no end. His fingers traced lazy circles on her stomach, sending shivers up her spine, and for a moment, she thought she might lose herself in him all over again.

But then, the sound of the Danger Room’s door sliding open shattered the moment. Elias’s head snapped up, his expression shifting from predatory to annoyed in an instant. Who dares interrupt? he thought, his jaw tightening.

“Kitty? What are you—oh!” The voice was soft but startled, and Elias turned to see Jean Grey standing in the doorway, her amber eyes wide with shock. She was dressed in her training uniform, her red hair tousled as if she’d just come from a sparring session. Her gaze flicked between Kitty, still spread out on the bed, and Elias, his body glistening with sweat and his gaze calculated.

Jean took a step back, her hand instinctively rising to her temple as if to protect herself from the scene before her. “I didn’t mean to… I’ll just go,” she stammered, her voice shaky. But Elias wasn’t about to let her leave.

“Jean,” he said, his voice smooth and commanding, cutting through the tension like a knife. “Don’t go. Stay.”

Jean hesitated, her eyes narrowing slightly. “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she replied, her tone firm but laced with unease. “Whatever’s going on here, I don’t want to be a part of it.”

Elias smirked, stepping away from the bed without a second glance at Kitty. “You already are,” he said, his voice low and hypnotic. He moved toward her, his presence filling the room, and Jean took another step back, her back hitting the wall.

“Stay away from me,” she warned, her voice steadier now, but her body betrayed her. Her heart was racing, her breath quickening as he closed the distance between them.

Elias raised his hand, his fingers brushing against her cheek before she could react. The touch was soft, almost tender, but it sent a jolt through her body that made her gasp. Her eyes widened, and she tried to pull away, but his other hand gripped her wrist, holding her in place.

“Relax, Jean,” he murmured, his voice like velvet. “You don’t have to fight it. I can feel it… your curiosity, your desire. You want to know what it’s like, don’t you?”

Jean’s breath hitched, her mind racing. What is he doing? She tried to focus, to summon her telepathy, but his presence was overwhelming, his power a **** she couldn’t ignore. “No,” she whispered, but her voice was weak, unconvincing.

Elias chuckled, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. “You’re lying,” he said, his tone teasing. “I can see it in your eyes. You want me just as much as she does.” He gestured to Kitty, who was watching them with a mix of jealousy and fascination.

Jean shook her head, her resolve faltering. “I don’t… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. His hand slid down her neck, his fingers brushing against her collarbone, and she shivered, her body betraying her once again. “Let me show you,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let me make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”

Jean’s breath caught in her throat, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She wanted to resist, to push him away, but his touch was intoxicating, his presence impossible to ignore. “Elias,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I… I can’t.”

“You can,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes locking onto hers. “You’re stronger than you think, Jean. Let go.”

She felt it then, the walls she’d built around herself crumbling under his gaze. Her body relaxed, her mind quieted, and she let out a soft sigh as his lips brushed against hers. The kiss was slow, deep, and insistent, and Jean felt herself melting into it, her resistance fading with every passing second.

When he pulled away, she was breathless, her eyes wide with wonder. “What… what did you do to me?” she asked, her voice barely audible.

Elias smiled, his hand trailing down her arm. “I unlocked something inside you,” he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Something you’ve been hiding from yourself. And now, you’re mine.”

Jean’s breath hitched, her body responding to his words in a way she couldn’t control. “Elias,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I… I don’t know what to do.”

He smirked, his hands sliding to her hips. “You don’t have to think,” he murmured, his lips brushing against hers again. “Just feel.”

Jean’s eyes fluttered closed as he kissed her again, deeper this time, his hands exploring her body with a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. She was lost, her mind a haze of desire and confusion, and she didn’t care. All she wanted was him.

Behind them, Kitty watched with a mix of jealousy and awe, her body still humming from Elias’s touch. She wanted to speak, to demand his attention, but she couldn’t find the words. Instead, she lay back on the bed, her eyes locked on the two of them, waiting for her turn.

Elias broke the kiss, his hands sliding under Jean’s shirt, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin of her stomach. “You’re mine now,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with promise. “And I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never imagined.”

Jean’s breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation. “Elias,” she whispered, her voice filled with need. “Please…”

He grinned, his hands sliding higher, and Jean let out a soft moan as his fingers brushed against her bra. “That’s it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let go.”

Jean’s eyes fluttered closed, her body responding to his touch in ways she couldn’t control. “Elias,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need. “I… I can’t…”

“Yes, you can,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes locking onto hers. “You’re stronger than you think, Jean. Let go.”

She felt it then, the walls she’d built around herself crumbling under his gaze. Her body relaxed, her mind quieted, and she let out a soft sigh as his lips brushed against hers. The kiss was slow, deep, and insistent, and Jean felt herself melting into it, her resistance fading with every passing second.

When he pulled away, she was breathless, her eyes wide with wonder. “What… what did you do to me?” she asked, her voice barely audible.

Elias smiled, his hand trailing down her arm. “I unlocked something inside you,” he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Something you’ve been hiding from yourself. And now, you’re mine.”