Psylocke answers the door

There was no avoiding it; **** was coming. Psylocke could sense his presence like an unsettling churning in her stomach. She got off of Dazzler and turned to the door.

“Why’d you stop?” Alison whined. She then recognized the battle ready stance her teammate had assumed. They’ve been in too many battles together for her not to recognize danger when it was happening. The X-woman pulled herself up from the couch, ready to fight as well.

Psylocke changed her psycock back into a psyblade and reached out for the door. The two mutants stood naked and on guard. Psylocke opened the door and they both stared at the person on the other side..

“Wait… do I know you?’ Alison asked the gray man with white hair and red eyes. He smirked and was about to reply when Psylocke went for a stab.

**** reared back, dodging the attack. He countered by extending out his bo-staff for a gut shot. Psylocke leaped into the air to avoid it. **** shot out a kinetic blast while she was landing so she couldn’t avoid it. The explosion sent her flying into the wall.

Alison immediately converted the noise from the explosive blast into a light beam that knocked **** out of the room, dampening the blow to Psylocke at the same time. She ran up to check on her friend, pulling her up from the rubble.

“We have to get out of here,” Psylocke told her.

Alison looked around and then grabbed some robes off her rack for each of them. She threw one around her friend, then pulled her by the hand, calling out, “Follow me!”

They skirted around the recovering corpse of Gambit and raced down the hallway. There were people coming in to investigate the noise, but Alison pushed past them. She shoved through an emergency exit which led outside into… a bright sunny day.

Both Alison and Betsy were taken off guard by the sudden change of scenery. They were no longer in a bustling night club in the late hours of the night. They were now in a dry sandy red desert with the bright blue sky and a giant yellow sun beating down on them. Betsy shielded her eyes and tried to look around for any landmarks. Behind them, the emergency exit had disappeared and there was a cabin in the distance.

“Wait, this is Australia…” Betsy remembered, recalling their time in hiding down under.

“But what are we doing here, Betsy?” Alison asked. “This was before you even became the ninja assassin you are now!”

Psylocke’s eyebrow raised. “So you’re aware now?”

“Yeah. It just hit me, I remember everything!” Alison said, realizing it as she spoke. “Remy… ****! He’s still after us! He almost had me until you saved me!”

“And he’ll have us for sure unless we can expel him from your mind!” Psylocke told her.

“Wait, if I can bring us out here, can I take us anywhere?” Alison wondered.

“This is your mindscape, Alison, you can do it if you put your mind to it.”

Alison smirked. “Then I’ve got an idea…”

“Are you sure about this?” Betsy asked her friend.

“He came for us like this before…” Alison replied. “This will be like a moth to a flame!” She leaned in and kissed her friend.

They were in the X-mansion in one of the large, opulent bedrooms, laid on top of the Victorian era canopy bed. They could feel the smooth cool silk sheets brushing against the naked skin as they brought their bodies closer together. There was a sense of calm as they were both comfortable with this home and each other. It felt even more exciting than the last time, being able to explore each other, fully aware of what they were doing. Their legs intertwined as they squeezed and groped each other, taking the time to thoroughly appreciate one another’s modelesque, curvaceous bodies. They enjoyed one another as much as they could while keeping vigilant for their interloper. Even that threat was adding to their sexual tension.

The door to the bedroom creeped open. Dazzler had intentionally left it unlocked. She could sense the man sneaking in and did her best not give away the fact that she knew. She could feel from Psylocke’s movements that she was aware of the presence as well, but neither would give up their charade. They continued to kiss and caress one another in a sapphic display of affection.

“This was inevitable, my dears,” **** announced in a low, soothing tone. “My essence had sparked your sexual desires long before I infiltrated your mind. You want this… you NEED it!” He gloated as he began to undress for the ladies. They remained focused on each other, but the gray man was unperturbed; he continued his monologue. “This sense of lust growing inside the two of you will eventually lead to me fully controlling your minds. Yes, even you, Betsy Braddock! My influence can stretch out from this mindscape to your own!”

Psylocke ignored the villain’s rant and moved down, between Dazzler’s legs. Dazzler gasped and moaned, spreading open for her friend.

“Play amongst yourselves all you like, ladies,” **** chuckled. “It will not satisfy you. The only way you will feel satiated is when you take in my seed!” With that boisterous claim, the horseman reached out and brushed Dazzler’s hair. The blonde turned to him with lust in her eyes. She did not push him away when he leaned in for a kiss.

Betsy looked on with concern but continued to eat her friend out. She worried that Alison could be seduced over to ****’s side once again before her plan could come to fruition. She needed to keep her friend’s mind clear of ****’s raging hormonal influence as long as she could. She slid her fingers into Alison’s pink opening, rubbing her thumb over the singer’s rosebud and licking it. Alison’s lustful eyes switched over to the Japanese assassin.

Undaunted, **** took Dazzler’s hand and wrapped it around his already hard cock. Alison made an audible gasp as she felt it in her grip. She started stroking it, then leaned in to suck it. This pulled her away from Betsy’s lips. She was losing her again.

Psylocke gave **** a deathly glare and crawled after her friend. She pressed her body against Alison’s back and wrapped her arm around Ali’s waist to slide her fingers into her friend’s warm, pink hole. Alison broke off her blowjob to lean into Betsy’s embrace and enjoy the necking and kisses along with the fingering.

**** stared coldly at his competition and became more forceful. He took Dazzler by the neck, startling her. He pulled her up to her knees, standing her up to face him for a deep kiss. The abruptness pried her away from Psylocke once again. He then pressed up against the pop star so that she could feel his manliness against her belly. It was her who guided it down her abdomen, then pressed up against him and inserted his cock into her holy temple, all while gazing directly into his eyes.

**** gave a thrust. Dazzler made a noise of uneasy arousal. She maintained eye contact and he thrust again. Dazzler shivered and moaned. **** thrust again and again. Each stroke of his hip caused Dazzler’s gaze to become more and more hazy. She was losing herself to ****’s sexual control.

“Don’t give in just yet…” Betsy whispered into her friend’s ear.

Alison felt Betsy’s warm touch on her back. The Brit’s body pressed up against hers and she could feel the slender X-woman’s hands on her ass.

“I hope you’re OK with this…” Betsy told her as Alison felt something press up against her from behind.

Alison let out a yelp and held herself from jumping off the bed. Betsy was filling her up from the back end! She stiffened and turned to her friend, looking down behind her to see Psylocke generating a Psycock out from her groin. Alison’s eyes went wide at how large Betsy was making it. She was still pushing it in!

**** grit his teeth and started to pump into Alison even faster. Psylocke joined in, meeting the villain’s thrusts with her own.