A meeting with the Members to talk about Dean, next day starts with Ice Cream and a nice View of Jean´s Ass. Will be a good Day

Professor Xavier's office.

After Jean was called to the professor's office, she went straight to the office. Hank, Scott and the professor were already waiting there. Oro was busy giving classes now and so the team was almost complete.

"Are we going to wait for Logan any longer?" Scott asked when his wife sat down, and she just smiled.

"I'm supposed to tell you that Logan is in town and that you shouldn't annoy him," Jean smiled and Scott sighed audibly about his behavior. Afterwards he looked at the professor. "Shall we just start now or wait for him?"

"We'll start. We all know that such talks are not his cup of tea. So, Jean. What can you tell us about our newest student?" the professor asked, and Hank watched calmly as usual.

"I must say I am impressed. He reminds me of someone." When she noticed the questioning looks, she continued and looked at the professor. "He reminds me of you, Professor."

"In what respect?" Xavier asked calmly, bending slightly over the desk and resting his chin. Jean knew him only too well and turned completely to him and opened their mental barriers.

"Please Professor. Go and see if my barriers have been damaged. I know you very well. I know you won't take my words seriously until this is done."

The professor nodded and scanned his most competent student thoroughly. In her mental barriers was not the slightest damage and her psyche seemed to be completely intact. He could sense deeper in her mind the phoenix that had retreated deep inside her. Since he had great respect for her and the freedom of all thoughts, he did not penetrate deeper into Jean's mind. But the superficial thoughts were clear. She seemed to give this young man a confidence bonus. This was not completely unusual but especially with mutants who could control the mind, she was always quite careful.

"Thank you, Jean." He finally said, and she just nodded. "So why does he remind you of me?"

"Dean has mastered his abilities remarkably well. He already seems to be able to control his mutation. He is fully aware that his abilities are dangerous and is very concerned about me being influenced. That's why he reminds me of you." She said calmly, and Scott nodded.

"So, do you think he'll fit in here?"

"I didn't say that, sweetheart. Because we don't know yet the reason for the limiter in Dean's head. We only know that it severely limits his abilities."

"This limiter... do you have data on it?" Hank finally asked, accepting Jean's pad. He looked at the data and the others knew that he would not be involved in further talks for a while.

"Do you recommend a limiter for his powers?" Scott asked, ignoring the blue scientist amusedly.

Jean looked thoughtfully at the ground in front of him and tried to sort out their thoughts. She thoughtfully weighed the pros and cons and studied her feelings very carefully. The professor could clearly see that she herself checked all her thoughts once more. To say that he was proud of her would be an understatement. She had not only controlled the Phoenix but had also learned how incredibly powerful telepaths could be. Finally, she looked up and shook her head.

"Part of me says maybe it would be better to suppress his powers completely for now, but on the other hand, you know how I feel about Limiters. He has his mutation very well under control, is aware that it must be used with great care. My suggestion would be to keep the limiter that is implanted in his head active for now. We need to find out what the full extent of his powers are before we disable this device." After that, the professor looked to Scott for his opinion.

"I don't know the boy well enough to have an opinion. But I trust Jean! If she thinks the boy has it under control, I don't want to screw it up for him. However, I think he should be kept under observation. Do you agree with Jean?" Scott asked, and his wife nodded confidently.

"Yes. I agree with you. He also needs a special teacher to help him prepare for when we remove the limiter." She said thoughtfully. "Unfortunately, there are only three who would have the necessary powers."

"Emma, you and I!" said Xavier slowly and thoughtfully. "I'm just afraid Emma is not ready. We shouldn't overwhelm her yet."

Everyone in the room nodded to the professor and shared his assessment of Emma. Even though she had been freed from the Hellfire Club's sphere of influence, she was not trusted enough to be entrusted to a young student with such powers. She would first prove herself by taking regular classes and accompanying the X-Men on missions.

"That leaves only you and Jean." Scott said quietly. "But I remind you that in a few days you have to go to Washington. to negotiate with SHIELD and the government."

The professor nodded thoughtfully and looked at Jean questioningly. "Jean. I know you're very busy..."

"Don't worry, Professor. I like doing it. This way I can at least keep Logan from being too much of a bad influence on him. Plus, I can stop him in case I'm wrong." She nodded confidently. Afterwards she looked at Hank, who had completed his analysis, like everyone else.

"An old friend of ours. This one bears the handwriting of Striker. Though it doesn't look like any of his weapons projects. I think it's an attempt to make the limiters, so they can't be removed." Said the mastermind of the X-Men.

"Well, if he can't heal us or destroy us, he wants to make sure we can never use our powers again?" Scott asked his friend, who shook his head.

"I don't think this is market-ready. As we have already learned, the Limiter is not strong enough to suppress his powers completely. My guess is that it's an illegal test on a mutant and the fact that it didn't disappear into Striker's cages can only mean that he didn't care enough. I think Striker may have seen the test as a failure."

"Then it is decided. Jean takes care of the boy, and Hank finds a way to remove the limiter if necessary. Are there any other subjects?" asked the professor, and so the usual subjects came up.

Dean's day

I spent the rest of the day familiarizing myself with the huge property and studying my curriculum. I was admittedly astonished to read that most of the courses here were comparable to courses at a normal university. I expected to learn something cool like close combat, military tactics or something crazy like that. I had been assigned my own room because I was not supposed to sleep in one room with others permanently due to my abilities. The professor had informed me in the evening that this safety measure would be maintained for the time being. He also told me that I would not get another limiter as Jean had vouched for me. The professor seemed to trust Jean's judgment very much. Surprisingly, he told me that Miss Grey herself would take over my further education.

The thought of spending more time with Miss Grey was quite tempting. But as I lay alone in my bed in the evening and went through the day again I began to ask myself questions. It was clear that my skills had influenced Miss Grey. I went through everything she had told me and with this new knowledge many things made sense. The behavior of my parents, my teachers and my classmates. They had not been friendly, they had been under the influence of my powers and I had manipulated them without knowing it. Until deep into the night I lay in my bed and stared at the ceiling.

I planned to talk to Miss Grey the very next day and tell her that she was not immune after all. It was the only right thing to do. I had to tell the truth right away or they wouldn't be so kind to me for long. Besides, I didn't want to risk that possibility here. I had never had such a comfortable room before and the first impression from the other students was great. Also, I had the chance to become a hero here. Like Logan or Iron Man! Maybe even one of the big ones like Captain America.

The next thing I consciously noticed was a stupid alarm clock that ripped me out of my dreams. Drunk asleep I went to get ready and was ready for my first real day of class. Unfortunately, I found that I was sitting in the classroom alone and after about 20 minutes Jean Grey entered the room. She didn't wear her skin-tight suit today, but more normal clothes. Unfortunately, this did not help in the least to hide her indescribable beauty. She was wearing tight blue jeans, which ended in simple sneakers. As a top she wore a black tank top today that was almost worse than the X-Men suit from yesterday. Because her indescribable tits were now even more visible than yesterday. Her red hair was tied in a sporty braid and just now I wished I could be that Purple Man and give her orders.

"What are you doing here, Dean? I've been looking for you everywhere" she said and when I told her I was here for class she smiled and went to the calendar and pointed to today's entry. "Lesson one. READ! Lesson Two. UNDERSTAND! Dean. What does it say here?" she laughed, and I read meekly that every Tuesday was a training session for the powers that be.

"Well, now that we've learned two whole lessons, what do you say we get some ice cream?"

"Ice cream?" I asked, baffled, and she pointed out where the sun was slowly setting over the trees. "A friend of mine has her day off today, which means there won't be the slightest cloud in the sky. And since we're expecting record temperatures... I've decided that we're gonna start our training with some ice cream."

"Well then please go ahead of Miss Grey. I have no objection to ice cream!" As I followed her, I was so terribly grateful that the hallways were deserted. Because it was impossible not to notice how my gaze hung on this perfect ass wiggling back and forth in front of me. All my good intentions, all my high ideals were blown away. Just once holding that great ass in my hand! I would sacrifice more than one hand for that! I could feel my cock reacting to this sight and I bit my lips. When we sat in a car I had to **** myself to stare at the road and not at the seatbelt that was squeezed between her tits.

Even if my horniness just tried to get away with me, I was still so far master of my senses to keep my mouth shut.

"Why are you so silent today, Dean?" she asked as we drove along the forest road.

"I... just don't want to say the wrong thing! I have the feeling that I said too much yesterday." I said honestly and was about to tell her the truth.

"Do you mean about my bra? Oh, Dean! Don't worry about it. I didn't tell Scott!" she laughed in a good mood and I closed my eyes to imagine what those hot tits would feel like.

"And today?"

"Hmm?" she asked irritated.

"Well what color is it today?" I heard myself say. I didn't even want to ask that. I had decided not to do all that anymore! I wanted to tell her the truth and yet I had asked such a stupid question again.

"Today? It'll be my little secret." She laughed.

The way she laughed made me even more curious!