Evil Emma

When I came back to school I felt much better. The talk with Logan had been really good. I felt much better now that I had a little more time to think about it. Maybe I had been responsible for Killgrave's ****, maybe not. Either way, maybe it really was for the best. Logan had made me realize that the way of heroes was often Hindering. How many crimes could have been prevented, how many lives could have been saved, if villains hadn't been constantly thrown into prison. Thoughtfully I walked through the rooms of the school and noticed that the students were all a little depressed. I understood their feelings. How many times had the X-Men saved people, and as soon as one of the bad guys died, everyone started talking about vigilante justice. They still didn't trust the mutants.

At some points I even heard the name Magneto and I decided to distract myself a little by getting more involved with this side of the school. So I went straight to the library and grabbed all the books about Magneto, his manifestos and the mutant societies. Highly concentrated, I read the writings that were written about the leader of the Mutant Society and tried to understand his thought processes. There was even a biography about Erik.

Only when the library clerk tapped me on the shoulder and told me that the library was closing, I stood up. I took the biography with me and went to read in the garden. No one disturbed me, so I just sat and read until the sun went down. But just before the sun went down, 2 shadows lay over me and I looked up in irritation.

Emma Frost and Jean Grey, peacefully standing next to each other. It was a sight to behold. One that was both beautiful and terrifying in equal measure.

"Am...I in trouble?" I asked, a little uncertainly. In Jean's gaze I saw the gentleness I so craved right now, but in Emma's eyes I saw serious concern.

"Pretty... tough stuff." Emma said quietly, pointing to the book. Surprisingly, I saw Jean nodding unassumingly at her. She sat down next to me and took the book from my hand.

"The biography of Erik... Magneto... Why are you reading this Dean?" she asked softly, flipping the book closed.

Emma continued to stand, looking at both of us with a skeptical expression. I wonder if she suspected something.

"I just...wanted to try to understand." I said softly. "I mean... why they do what they do."

"So... why do you think Erik does that?" asked Emma quietly, crossing her arms in front of her chest. This made her seem terribly stern, and Jean looked at me with concern. Even without being able to read minds, it was clear to me that she was afraid. Afraid that I was turning toward the path of Erik.

“Because he has no faith in a good future." I said calmly and leaned back against the tree to look at the clouds. "I think he's right about some things, but he doesn't believe that humans and mutants can find a common path. The X-Men follow an opposite path. They believe that the mutants can help humanity with their powers and that this help will make humanity see that we are no different than they are."

When I looked back at the two women I saw them both smiling, Emma even nodding contentedly. "I hate to say this, Jean, but not a bad job as a teacher. Seems like he's taken on your ideals."

"Thank you Emma. That sounds so unusually honest." Said Jean with a grin and without any form of sarcasm or irony. It almost sounded honest and a little proud to me.

"Huh? Are you sick?" asked Emma totally dumbfounded, not expecting this answer. This facial expression was so... delightfully funny, so irritated and so haphazard that it didn't fit Emma Frost in the least. I had to try not to laugh out loud, but Jean didn't want to or couldn't muster that willpower. She laughed in amusement.

"You see Dean? Emma looks really gorgeous like that, doesn't she?"

Immediately, Emma's face became harder and sterner again, maybe even a little snootier as she looked down at Jean.

"Remind me never to praise you again." She said irritably.

The two women looked irritated when they heard me sigh. When they looked at me so quizzically, I smiled and looked at both of

them.

"You know... Actually, you two are quite similar. Is that why you're so mean to each other so often?" I asked, smirking as I typed something on my cell phone. Immediately they both started to contradict me like crazy until I held my cell phone in front of them. Jean looked at it in amazement and then read out what I had written.

"Both start to argue loudly that they are not equal in any kind and totally different. Trying to be louder than the other!"

"I didn't know he could predict the future, too." Emma asked, confused, but smiling. At that, both women started laughing again. Finally, Emma sat down on the grass with us, too, and bent her legs.

"Maybe I'm just jealous of Jean."

"Envious?" asked Jean, irritated.

"Yes. The' happy princess everyone loves, and who has never been alone." said Emma softly.

“Do you really think that of me? That's nonsense!" objected Jean and I looked at her pleadingly. "I mean... You've accomplished so much yourself. I never thought you'd be jealous of me."

"Pff. Let's not go there, dear. This is getting us nowhere, Dean. Jean and I have a bad history. It can't be helped," Emma said softly.

„Sadly Yes.“ Jean said quietly. “Maybe it's time we had a talk. Dean. I'd like to talk to Emma alone."

"Of course you would. Don't kill each other!" I said good-humoredly, and after grabbing my books, I went to my room. There I took the time to take a bath and then went to bed. But at some point, it was around midnight I was nodded off by light tapping. Tired and yawning, I went to the door to open it a crack, but as soon as it was open a little, the person in front of it pushed violently against the door, causing me to stagger backwards, barely able to see in the darkness. Then the light came on and Emma stood in front of me.

"Emma. Not today..."

" So Jean is in love with you?" she interrupted me with an even wider grin. The effect of these words on me were such that she simply walked past me and leaned against the wall, grinning. "You naughty little boy. Did you do your little magic to Jean nicely, Mhm?" she finally smirked and I finally found the strength to close the door.

" How?" he stammered confused only to clear my throat. " Where did you come up with something so crazy?"

" Oh. How cute. You're protecting her. So you're in love with her too." she immediately countered me, undoing what little confidence I had gathered. I was also a little afraid of how Emma would react to this. Apparently noticing me backing away from her a little, she immediately smiled reassuringly and came over to me and took me in her arms.

" You don't have to be scared, Dean. It's okay. I'm on your side after all." she said reassuringly and I immediately felt better. At least someone who knew what I was really like and what I had done.

" So you're not mad that I didn't fall in love with you?"

" Please don't be ridiculous. You love me, but in a different way than you love Jean." she smiled.

" Hey. I told you not to read my mind." I murmured and heard her laugh heartily. It sounded so nice and warm that I realized that maybe Emma was right, with her words.

"My dear Dean. I don't have to read your mind to know that. After all, I am your partner in crime. And a woman with limitless experience. “

" You are. But more importantly, you're the only one I can talk to. So, how do you know?

" Well, from herself!" she said quietly, looking me in the eye.

"She... She said she loved me?" I beamed happily and felt like I was flying.

" not so directly, but I am very good at reading between the lines. So please Dean. This is important. Did you use your powers to make her feel that way?" something in her voice sounded worried.

" Yep." i answered and then continued.... “in the beginning... Yes. But the moment I could have had her, I realized it would have been a lie and asked her to forget everything I asked her to do. So I undid it. Why do you sound so worried?"

"Because, unlike you, I have seen the phoenix before. It's deep inside her, just watching. At that time, I briefly managed to bring her under my control. But the phoenix incinerated my control and revealed the truth to her. I'm glad you didn't summon the beast," she said with relief. " Because you were very close about to."

"I...was what?" I asked fearfully. Everyone here was afraid of this Phoenix, and Scott had said that the Phoenix alone would have been strong enough to protect the Earth from this Galactus.

"I sensed that he was alert for a moment, something that happened in the training room. What exactly, I don't know."

" Oh... That must have been when I was about to... forcing them to have sex and then reversing everything. Would that have woken him up?"

" Probably. He seems to stay out of her life, but if you try to **** her to do something against her will, he might wake up." she said reassuringly, even though I wasn't feeling so well right now. On the other hand, we had slept together in the meantime and nothing had happened.

"Then... It's a good thing I'm a good boy," I tried to make a joke when she grinned.

" But don't be too good. She just finds your being so different to Scott interesting. That you're a little wilder and more impulsive than Scott."

At these words I had to cough a little embarrassed and was glad that Emma didn't read my mind. Because then she would have seen how much she loved my wildness.

" Oh. If Jean knew HOW wild you really are, I'm sure she would have been here long ago to experience it for herself." Emma breathed erotically and the images that just popped into my head plus the fact that I was standing here in Emma's arms not only sent a shiver down my spine, but I also felt my dick getting hard, something that a Woman like Emma of course not escaped.

" And believe me. If she could see your thick, hard, horny cock now she would immediately spread her legs to feel you and your fuck monster inside her." she teased me further. " Believe me. Scott is well built, but the moment I was impaled by you, I immediately knew he was a boring lame lover. Would you like to fuck her? If you don't **** her to, but because she wants you? That she wants to feel you taking her? Deeper and deeper." She moaned in my ear.

" Would you like to show her why you are better than her husband? Do we hear her calling your name between her horny, uninhibited screams. DEAN! DEAN!"

I wasn't horny right now. No.

I was beyond horny. I understood why Emma could have any man. I was so horny that I just grabbed my pants and squeezed my cock through the fabric. Fucking Jean. Listening to Jean moan with horniness. Yes. That was what I wanted. Right now.

"Yes, Dean. She's about to fall in love with you, to become weak. It won't be long bbeforeyoucan show her how hot and wild you are in bed. Your sweaty bodies rubbing against each other."

" Emma." I half moaned.

" What?" she laughed innocently. "You're not in the mood for this, are you? Didn't you say something along those lines?" Then she broke away from me and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Oh. I'm going to make you so horny that you're going to burst, but from now on there will be no more sex. I want you to be you are ready for Jean. I want her fucked so hard and so well that she'll fall for you." she breathed, running her dogs over her body.” I want her to fall for you." she ran her hands over her body, teasing me only more. Unable to take my eyes of ger body I started to pull out my dick and jerk it hard.

" What are you doing?" i gulped.

" Oh, Dean. I find the thought so hot that this prude Jean, who always accused me of being a cheap slut, will cheat on her husband. With a student. Oh, how I would enjoy that." she grinned and I could clearly see how much she liked the idea. Looking at my cock she liked her lips. “ filled by this hard cock of yours. Filled with your seed. Pregnant by your child.”

"You do realize that I would only have to ask you to do to fuck me when ever i want?" I said firmly, but I only got a big grin.

"So, so. So you want to fuck another woman behind Jean's back? You want to use me and my body when Jean won't let you? You're going to use your powers to **** me to suck your hard cock? Mhm? Are you going to dream that I'm Jean?"

"Bitch!" I hissed, half angry, half aroused, watching her.

Still grinning broadly, Emma approached me with smooth, I would say catlike movements. She radiated this raw, wild sexuality, which she masters so well. I lasciviously looked down at her and was torn between the desire to fuck her soul out of her body and the desire to be faithful to Jean. Dancing, she turned around in front of me, bent over slightly and pressed her ass against my loins.

" Oh. That hard already? Mmm. I'm going to have so much fun making you both horny. Mmm, yeah. Maybe you'll fuck us both sometime too. I could probably show her a few things you like. What do you think? Should I teach her how to fuck your cock with her tits?"

That was too much. I couldn't take it anymore.

I grabbed onto that hot ass from behind and pulled it hard against me while simultaneously pushing my abdomen forward.

" Oh yes Dean. You like that thought. Your beloved Jean fucking you with her tits while you lick my pussy. Or would you rather watch as we kiss in front of your eyes? Does that please my horny little horny boy? What guy does not want to fuck with 2 uninhibited sluts?" she breathed and moved her abdomen skillfully further. Making me hornier and hornier. But just as I wanted to grab her she slipped from my grasp and she laughed darkly.

“Oh no baby. You're not going to fuck me today. You're going to have to do it yourself, but we both know you're going to cum as soon as you think about us both jerking your cock."

With those words she scurried out the door, leaving me helpless. It had all happened so quickly that I hadn't even thought to ask her for anything. She was a manipulator far superior to me and of course she was right. As soon as I was in bed I jerked off three times before I could finally think clearly again. The next morning Jean welcomed me in the cafeteria and smiled at me happily.

As I passed her she said softly in my direction.

" Black."

I really had to bite my tongue and muster all my strength not to stare at her tits. That was exactly what I didn't need after such a night. But luckily we had really interesting topics at school today and so I was at least able to concentrate on other things, even if I got more than one reprimand for not being on the ball. In class there was a kind of lottery. We didn't know what it was about, but together with Laura and a Russian girl named Magik I won. But still we didn't find out what it was about. But Magik seemed to have no interest anyway and gave up the prize.

Towards evening the surprise was announced. The winners were allowed to accompany the X-Men to a charity event. What sounded great at first, soon gave me a slight stomach rumble.

Apparently Susan Storm-Richards had bought the Hellfire Club and was planning to turn it into a new in house of New York. Above all, she wanted to renew the reputation of this club.

I thought about what Emma had told me about this club and the old members, but we learned that extremely specialized troops from Shield and the police had investigated everything at Susan's request. In addition, her husband had also made sure that there were no troublesome ambushes hidden there. What pleased me was the fact that this action had been planned for months, long before my meeting with her.

When I looked out the window at high noon, I also saw that Jean and Emma were talking to each other and Emma seemed depressed. It must not have been easy for her to go back to that place.