Flex tries to come up with a plan

To say that Flex was in shock was almost an understatement.

Last night was insane as Rogue was out of control and it was like nothing he'd ever seen before.

Sure he'd seen plenty of women go wild on Edge and fuck like beasts, but never like that.

Rogue was more forceful than he'd prepared for, something that was worsened by her immense power.

She was out of her mind and had pretty much overpowered Flex in her quest to get fucked.

Sure, he'd loved fucking her as hard as he could, but whoo boy she'd been damn near impossible to deal with and he wasn't sure if he could really keep up with her.

So much so that he fell asleep next to her, unable to keep his eyes open with how spent he was.

After a bit of laying next to Rogue and hoping that she'd stay asleep for a least a few more hours, Flex decided he had to get up, shower, eat something and start to figure out a plan.

He quietly removed himself from next to her and went about his days routine, the whole time his mind playing last night in his head over and over.

Flex was well aware of how beneficial it was to have a woman as strong and beautiful as Rogue as his sex ****, but he was now aware that her strength also made her much harder to deal with.

It was gonna be a serious problem unless he could figure it out soon.

He first thought about limiting the amount of Edge he'd give her, but he realized that doing something like that would only piss her off, and he was certain that was the last thing he wanted.

After all a pissed off Rogue would be bad for both him and the Muties.

He realized that, if he could somehow figure out a way to dampen her powers, it would be an immense help to him.

The problem, of course, was that whatever he'd do, he'd have to do it without her knowledge.

He knew she'd resist any attempt at doing something like that.

So, he thought about maybe getting a small power dampening piece of jewelry for her, something he'd get her to wear at all times, without even knowing what she was actually wearing.

That was the only way he could actually see being able to get her to wear anything like that.

Of course the problem was that was that she might take it of at some point and the rush of power would hit her and she'd realize what happened and he'd probably be screwed.

In fact, if she was going to continue to react to Edge like she did last night, then he started to think that maybe having her around was a completely bad idea.

She could probably be handed to someone else in the group and they could deal with both of her newfound addictions, letting him get back to prowling bars for hot women to fuck.

He was seriously thinking of just breaking things off with her and getting far away from her when a different part of his brain decided to make it's feelings on the subject known.

Felix, why are you being a god damn pussy about this? That part of his brain asked.

Flex had always been proud of his ability to dominate any situation and all of a sudden he met someone seemingly stronger than him and he wanted to run?

That part of his brain was telling him that this couldn't stand and that he had to show her who was in charge, he had one of the hottest women on Earth in his bed and he couldn't run away, lest he give up a part of his masculinity.

Flex now found himself at a crossroads.

He could either try to figure out a sneaky way to get her back under control, he could walk away and let her be someone else's problem or he could simply prove his dominance.

It took a bit of internal debating, but Flex soon figured out exactly what path he wanted to take.