Love and Loss

I looked in utter horror at the ruins of the safe house that I’d left my people at. Wounded teens were everywhere, and most were in some form of hysterics. I saw Kitty Pryde laying on the ground with a small cut and lots of bruises, and several other teens scattered around her. I moved to her side, and she gave me a weak smile.

“Hello, Professor.” she smiled.

“Just get some rest, Kitty.” I smiled back at her, and she nodded wearily. I stood up, and looked back at Natasha, who looked sick with guilt. I gave her a forceful kiss.

“This isn’t your fault.” I told her firmly, and she nodded dimly. I walked towards the safehouse, passing lots of injured, and found many more inside the safehouse. Several bodies were covered in sheets in the bedrooms, where I guess they had a morgue set up. I saw Emma sitting with her back to the wall, with lots of blood on her hands, and some small scratches. She looked up when I sat beside her, and she hesitantly took my hand.

“Jason... I need to show you something.” she whispered, and fear crept into my heart.

“Ok.” I murmured, and we both stood. Emma and I walked hand in hand to a room with just one corpse, and I fell to my knees when I saw who it was. My mother, Alexa Wall, was dead. Emma fell to her knees beside me.

“Are you OK, baby?” Emma whispered, and tears welled in my eyes. Emma pulled me towards her, and we held each other beside Alexa Wall’s corpse for a while, until Jean touched my shoulder. I looked up at her, and she gave me a kind smile.

“Jason, Natasha said the X-Mansion is clear we started moving people back. Just figured you’d want to know.” Jean said, and I reached up and threaded my fingers through hers. She sat down beside me and Emma, and I pulled her towards me as well, and I eventually fell asleep there, being held comfortingly by Emma Frost and Jean Grey.

———

I woke up in a large bed with Jean looking at me. She was sitting on the bed wearing an X-Men tee that strained over her enormous tits, and skinny jeans that hugged her heavenly curves. She leaned over and kissed my forehead.

“Where are we?” I blinked, looking around. Jean gave me a small, nervous smile.

“Well, we’re in my apartment in Manhattan. I bought it with... um... Logan.” Jean said awkwardly. I sighed.

“I don’t mind.” I said, and she looked relieved.

“Jason, I’m going to head over to the mansion to check on the students. They’re pretty messed up about the attack. I’m glad only the older students had to go through that.” Jean said, and I nodded, and gave her a sensual kiss while I rubbed her curves.

“Take the time to mourn, ok? I’ll be back in a couple hours, maybe we could grab dinner? We’ve not had a proper date yet.” Jean smiled hopefully.

“Not tonight. But tomorrow sounds good, I think.” I said, and Jean gave me a gentle kiss.

“Of course.” she said, and left. I watched her hips sway as she left, and I flopped back onto the bed. Then, my phone started buzzing. I picked it up.

“Hey, Ororo.” I said, and I heard her gorgeous African tones emerge from the speaker.

“Hello, darling. I was wondering if you wanted to come and visit me at the gym?” she said playfully.

“The gym?” I repeated a bit distastefully.

“Well, the gym’s right beside an ice cream place. We could get some ice cream then maybe... go back to the mansion and get acquainted?” she said, the innuendo heavy in her alluring voice.

“Sounds good. I’ll see you then.” I said, and swung my feet out of the bed.

———

I walked into the gym, and found my date immediately. She had a small crowd of perverted guys watching not so subtly from their own workouts. Storm’s white hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she wore only a grey sports bra and short shorts, leaving plenty of dark, smooth skin on display. I walked up to her and kissed her deeply, and she leaned up and grabbed my face to kiss me harder while I wrapped my arms around her back and tugged her body against mine.

Her full breasts felt great against my chest, and her curves fit neatly in my hands. She pulled back, beaming.

“I’m glad to see you’re so... vibrant.” Ororo said, and I shrugged.

“I’m trying to move past it.” I said, and she nodded, her tits bouncing a bit in their ill-useful sports bra. She laced her hand with mine.

“Let’s go, then.” she said, and I kissed her dark hand entwined with my pale one. She shot me a nice smile, then gave the pervs an icy look as I led her out of the gym, her gym bag slung over one of her shoulders.

———

Later that day, Storm kicks her bedroom door shut, giving me a devilish smirk.

“Come on, baby. Fuck me hard...” Ororo begged, and I was only too happy to agree, and I pushed her dark body onto the bed and straddled her curvaceous hips while she played with the muscles on my arm, and she kissed my hand as I stroked her cheek.

“Of course, Mistress of Elements.” I teased, and she whimpered. God, that made me feel powerful, having the mighty Storm, ex-Wakandan queen, whimper for me. I leaned down and captured her plump lips in a fierce kiss while she reached around her back and unhooked her sports bra, letting her gorgeous tits explode outwards, and I rubbed my thumb across her nipples, and her hips thrashed beneath me, and I slid off of her hips, and let them arch like they should.

She purred, and I pulled her shorts and panties down her long, curvy legs. She looked up at me needily, her legs spread in front of me, and my cock full hard. I stripped down as well, and let Storm see my cock. She whimpered again.

“Knock me up, you absolute hunk of a man!” Ororo screamed, and I slammed inside her, and her screams amplified in primal pleasure as my quite large cock filled her surprisingly tight sheath.

“God, didn’t Black Panther ever fuck you, you sexy, sexy goddess?” I groaned.

“Ughh, no. Why the hell do you think I divorced his sorry ass?” Ororo moaned as I started thrusting into her forcefully. She laced her hands with mine, and squeezed them tightly as my white dick filled out her tight black pussy.

“Jaaaason!” Storm moaned, and my cock throbbed, and that little action sent the X-Woman over the edge, and she orgasmed around my cock, and I relish the feeling of her juices coating my member, and she squeezed my hands tighter, as she knew what was about to happen. I leaned down close to her ear, and gave it a soft bite, prompting a throaty moan.

“You asked to get knocked up.” I growled huskily, and I started shooting cum deep inside the fearsome warrior queen, and she howled my name so loud there was no way someone didn’t hear, and her long legs wrapped around my waist, and she gave me a frenzied, needy look.

“Jason, you feel soooooo good.” she complimented, and I ran a hand through her white hair, and squeezed her quite large tits a couple times, then I finally pulled out of her, and crawled into bed beside her, and I spooned her naked, my semi-hard cock nestled between her incredibly thicc asscheeks.

“That was great, Ororo.” I mumbled, and she giggled, and I started rubbing her smooth, flat back.

Please suggest any Marvel women you’d like to either a) see more of, or b) see at all.