Jonesing for Jean

Jean ran some tests on the **** Ethan, and like Emma before her, was baffled by his complete lack of any of the markers common to telepaths.

"So if you're not a telepath, how do your powers work?" A frustrated Jean said while looking at the comatose teen's face. At which point, Ethan's eyes popped open. Heeding Emma's advice, Jean redirected her gaze elsewhere, but it was too late; eye contact had been made and Jean's brain was Ethan's mold as he desired. The young mutant stared at the lovely redhead. He'd always thought pregnancy ruined womens' looks, but Jean was making him re-evaluate that opinion. Yeah, he was definitely going to add "fucked a pregnant chick" to his list of sexual achievements.

But not quite yet. Since getting his powers, his SOP had been See Hottie, Mind Control Hottie, Have Way With Hottie. But that had been in his home turf. He was in alien territory here, and needed a bit more caution.

"Who are you? Why are you not looking me in the eye?" Ethan asked.

"Jean Grey, the headmistress. Emma told me your power works through eye contact."

Ethan took this in, and sent Emma a mental command to forget that little tidbit, and erase the memory of it from anyone else she told. Then he returned his attention to Jean.

"Why don't you forget about that, and tell me about yourself," he instructed Jean.

And so Jean did. Upon hearing that she was a telepath, like Emma before her, she was instructed to use her powers to reinforce any commands he gave in her presence. When she mentioned that her husband, and the father of her ch1ld, was the X-Men's field leader, Ethan was intrigued, and asked for more information. And so Jean filled him in on the ups and downs of her relationship with Scott, including the fact that they hadn't slept together since shortly before she found out she was pregnant, because he'd been having a psychic affair with Emma.

Ethan found himself moved by that last bit. It seemed wrong to him that a man studly enough to be romantically involved with two such hotties should be fucking neither of them. "You should introduce me to your husband," he told her.

"Sure," she said. "He's in our quarters, let's go."

And so they went. As they walked, Ethan kept probing Jean for information. At the same time, he rewrote her brain so that she didn't mind Scott's psychic infidelity, and wouldn't even mind if he were to actually cheat on her. At the same time, he gave her a desire to do some cheating herself. More specifically, he gave her a desire to cheat on Scott with him.

They arrived at the rooms Jean shared with Scott, and Ethan brazenly stepped in. Scott got up and glared at him, allowing Ethan to lock eyes and take control. Scott's glasses proved no barrier to Ethan, who found the X-leader's brain as pliable as his wife's had been.

"You must be Scott. You don't mind if I screw your wife," Ethan told him. "Why don't you go fetch Mystique for me, and then pay Emma a visit?"

Scott obeyed, and Ethan turned to Jean. "I've never seen a pregnant woman naked. You should rectify that."

Jean smiled and then began a sensuous striptease.

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by Shendude)