Guilty yes... but Dean is way to Horny to listen to this Emotion

Shortly before we reached the street to the school, she smacked my hand and pulled her top up again. With one hand she ran through her hair and tried to calm her breathing. "If you value your life, you will stop now." Then she smiled and by the time we got out of the car in the garage we both calmed down again. Even my boner had gone down and she seemed to be in a hurry. Later I sat out in the garden and prepared for the lessons I was going to have the next day, trying to calm my raging mind and get my mind off things. Luckily for me, some other students had joined me and introduced themselves. They were all different ages, but some of them had been here at the school for a longer time.

"Hi! I'm Kurt!" said the blue-eyed demon I had met before. His accent reminded me of old Nazi movies, so he was probably a German. "May I introduce everyone? This is Rouge, Jubilee and Katherine, but everyone calls her just Kitty! The big one over there is Piotr," he introduced me to the other three. Of all of them, Piotr was the most impressive. The guy was a true Adonis and had a handshake that I cried out in horror.

"I'm sorry!" he said in a strong Russian accent and sat down with us.

"You're welcome. I still have to get used to all this." I said honestly and looked at the two girls.

"What is your powers Dean?" Kurt asked curiously and wagged his long tail around.

" They try to define it more exactly, but I can't ask you for anything! And since I don't want to make any more nonsense... please don't be angry if I don't say so much, okay?

"Sure, Dean! I know what it's like to have dangerous powers." Rouge said calmly and then continued as she raised her hands, which were in gloves. "When I make skin contact with someone, I steal not only their powers, but parts of their memories as well. That can get pretty intense sometimes!"

When I looked at Jubilee, things exploded around us in bright colors and she grinned broadly.

"Jubilee is our little New Year's Eve rocket." Said Kurt, dissolving in a few wafts of mist and suddenly hanging upside down from the tree. "Back in the circus they used to call me the Incredible Nightcrawler."

Before I could answer anything, we suddenly heard a distant thunder and then I saw it. The basketball court pulled to one side and slowly the pitch-black plane rose. Even though I had seen it many times before and even sat in it once before, it was something completely different to see it like that. It glided slowly and calmly into the air before the huge engines started to roar and the jet was pushing itself faster and faster into the sky. A short time later he was no longer to be seen and I stared stunned.

"These are the X-Men!" laughed Kurt! I'm sure they'll kick Magneto's ass again."

I just nodded and hoped that my influence on Jean would not put them in danger. Even as the sun was slowly hiding behind the trees, the jet was still not back. So, I lay alone in my room and I must admit that I had never jerked off as much or as hard as I did that night. The events in the car were simply still much too fresh and much too current. After the 8th or 9th time I finally fell into a deep sleep in which I continued dreaming about Jean. The alarm clock tore me brutally out of my most beautiful dreams and, drunk asleep and sweaty, I got ready for class. The first course was ethics. Conducted by Charles Xavier himself. What sounded rather dull turned out to be one of the best lessons I had ever experienced. Professor Xavier managed to make his lessons incredibly good and lifelike.

Unfortunately, he also managed like no other to awaken my bad conscience. Many of his examples were made for my situation. I hardly noticed the rest of the day. Accusations gnawed at my soul and at my education. My parents had always tried to make me a good person. Xavier and his X-Men had taken me in in the hope that I would put my strength in the service of humanity and what had I done? No! It could not go on like this. However, when I finally decided to confess everything, not a single teacher was present. The X-Men were fighting in Russia and the professor was in Washington to talk to the Avengers and the government.

Lonely I sat in my room and felt more miserable than ever before. The other students had probably noticed that I was in a bad mood and tried to talk to me, but I rejected them. The next day the jet returned, but the X-Men had to rest for a while. The only one I saw was Wolverine walking through the corridors in a bloodstained t-shirt. At his side was a strange guy in a red/black suit. On his back he wore 2 katanas and was armed to the teeth. But before I could talk to them they were already gone. I also had to admit that I was afraid to talk to Wolverine about this topic. He seemed to like Jean very much and he was not exactly known for his friendly manner.

And so, I continued to suffer quietly. I sat in a corner and ignored all the people around me. It was like being trapped in the darkness. I tried to convince myself that I was not a bad man. It wasn't as if I was trying to take over the world or any of that nonsense. I had just been horny at that moment! That was all! I had seen a beautiful woman and had succumbed to her beauty. It was not my fault. And yet... it was me who had done all this.

"Dean? Are you okay?" I suddenly heard Jean's voice and looked up. She was standing in front of me with a bandage wrapped around her arm. Apparently, she had been hurt... Tears came to my eyes when I saw this. Maybe it was my fault? Had there been any kind of side effect to my statements that caused her to be careless for a second?

Jean followed my gaze and put one hand on her bandage and smiled at me. "This one? Don't worry Dean! This is nothing. Hank said it was hardly even worth mentioning but Scott was overprotective. I've just been hurt by a heat beam." She said and sat down next to me. "Your condition seems to be much worse than mine. What happened?"

"I... don't even know where to begin! I messed up, Miss Grey. Really badly screwed up! I feel terrible," said and was about to confess everything to her when I felt her gentle hands on my cheeks. She lifted my head, so we looked at each other and she smiled at me.

"Dean! Never mind! It's okay! First, calm down, will you? First, let's cheer you up a little," she said and before I knew what was going on, her face came closer to mine and her lips pressed against mine. Much too perplexed to react, my lips opened for her tongue and she gave me a long, gentle French kiss.

"And? don't you feel much better already?" she finally asked and stroked my hair.

"No! That..." I stammered and received a confused look from her.

"In the car you said it made you happy? I'm sorry!" she said uncertainly. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked uncertainly, and I was speechless.

"Yes... yes... but...!"

And already she was with me again and this time I didn't even fight back and just enjoyed the kiss. "Come with Dean!" she finally said and stood up. Unsteadily I followed her until we reached a classroom that was empty now. She locked the door behind the two of us and looked at me. "Dean! What is going on? Yesterday you were in such a good mood and happy? And now suddenly you are so down? Sit down and we'll talk about it!"

"Miss Grey!"

"Sit down!" she said sternly and immediately a chair moved behind him. An invisible **** pressed against his chest and he fell backwards onto the chair while she sat down on the teacher's desk and crossed her legs. "And now! Let us talk!"

"I guess... I... don't have as good control over my powers as I thought I did." I said meekly.

"So, how did you come to this conclusion?" she asked and looked at me worried.

"I only meant yesterday in the car..."

"You mean our kiss? Is that it?" she asked a little softer and her green eyes were so gentle that it tore my heart apart as I nodded. "Dean! Listen to me! I kissed you because I wanted you to feel good! And if I didn't really want that, I wouldn't have done that either! So, you have nothing to blame yourself for, Dean!"

"Yes, but Miss Grey! I groped your breasts..."

"Tits!" she said completely unexpectedly and laughed cheekily. "I thought we had cleared that up! When we're alone, you don't need to hold back!"

"Miss Grey... I've changed your mind! Don't you understand?" I said again and took all my courage, all my integrity and all my good breeding! Ready to face any punishment I sat there staring at her.

Jean just looked at me and then shook his head laughing. She jumped up from the teacher's desk and came towards me. I expected something like a shower of hail at tables or that she would turn me into a toddler, but instead of such a reaction she gave me a kiss on the forehead and smiled at me.

"Dean. That's sweet of you, but you don't have to take responsibility for that. I did it to make you feel a little better and as for my breasts! You should've realized I liked it, right?"

"Like it..." I stammered and as she stood in front of me I had only the choice to look into her eyes or down her neckline.

"Of course, Dean! I liked it a lot." She smiled. "Don't get me wrong Dean. I really enjoyed the way you made my breasts..."

"Boobs!" I interrupted her, and she drove through my hair laughing.

"Exactly! You see? Now your mood is better! So yes... It was fun how you handled my tits. Scott is much gentler and more tender than you were, but that's nothing negative now. I just want to say that it was also very pleasant for me! If it wasn't for that I would never have allowed, it. But we both had fun and believe me! Scott had his fun too" she grinned mischievously and sat down again. "But believe me Dean. It wasn't your fault, nor did you **** your powers! I told you that I took precautions and you still have your limiter that limits your abilities. Perhaps you would be a danger without that limiter, but certainly not without it." She said softly and crossed her legs. "But if it calms you down, we can leave it on from now on! Then we won't kiss anymore!"

"That... might be the best!" I stammered, and she just nodded. I went to the door with a nod and even though I knew I had done the right thing, I felt bad. Just when I had the doorbell in my hand and wanted to open the door she said something to me.

"Black!"

"Excuse me?" I asked and looked at her.

"The color of my bra. Do you trust me, or do you want to see it?"

"You... want to show me your bra?" I said as if out of my mind and she smiled.

"We don't have to give up all our little secrets! So, do you want to look, or do you believe me?" she said and came up to me and stroked my cheek. "Too bad. You kiss almost as passionately as you fondle my tits. I really enjoyed your forceful Touch," she smiled and then walked past me. "See you tomorrow at practice!"

"Miss Grey..."

"Yes, Dean?"

"I did... still really enjoy kissing you! It was the greatest thing I've ever had!" I admitted, and Jean smiled sweetly at me.

"I'm very happy to hear that Dean! I enjoyed it just as much and I'm really going to miss it," she sighed, "but now I must go! Stay a good boy," she laughed as she left, and I stood there as if moved by lightning.

"What are you going to do now, if I may ask?" I called afterwards, and she smiled at me.

"I'll reward my husband!" she winked and disappeared. I, on the other hand, could imagine exactly what she meant and clenched my fist.

"I make you horny and your husband can fuck you? So far it will come! Do you think I don't realize what you've done here?" I growled angrily and ran after her. Since she hadn't been in a hurry I caught up with her quickly.

"Is something else Dean?" she asked in astonishment and when I grabbed her she wanted to defend herself before I kissed her. This was the first time I **** a kiss on her and immediately felt how little resistance there was. Completely out of my mind I grabbed her blouse and immediately felt her tits in my hand. Again, there was not the slightest resistance and she wrapped her arms around me to press herself against me. My hand was pressed firmly against her chest between our bodies.

"mhm... I thought you didn't want to do this anymore" she breathed, and I could see her licking her lips.

"Maybe I changed my mind! You said you liked it too," I said, opening her blouse button by button. She looked down and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing, young man?" she asked in surprise as I pushed one hand into her blouse and massaged her firm tits right onto her bra. She immediately closed her eyes and bit her lips.

"We both like it," I said as I grabbed her left breast and she moaned.

"That... is right! But we are standing in the middle of the corridor! And you are massaging my breast!" she grinned and kissed me briefly but willingly.

"No! I'll massage your tits!" I moaned and kissed her even more greedily and after the kiss she breathed.

"I like it when you talk like that!" she moaned a little louder and pressed against my chest. "Dean! If anyone sees us! This is our secret!"

"Yeah, it's a great idea to get caught, isn't it? You love it as much as I do when I'm vulgar and knead your tits, don't you? Tell me if you like it!" I said and tried to press a hand directly on her bare chest in her bra, but she stopped me with a gentle but firm hand.

"Dean! As much as I like it when you're wild...this is going too far," she said softly and pulled my hand out of her bra, "I understand it's seductive and alluring, but only Scott is allowed that close. My tits belong only to him," she smiled softly and although she had just turned me down she gave me a particularly hot and horny kiss.

"Really?" I breathed after the kiss and smiled at her. "You know what we're gonna do now?"

"Yes... we stop, and you take a cold shower and I go to my husband!" she grinned, breathing heavily.

"No! We're both going to a place where we can be alone, and I can do what I love so much!"

"What... you love?" she asked a little helplessly.

"Yes... we both go where we are alone now and then I will love to watch you unpack your hot tits! And knead them in front of my eyes for ME!"

"You... want me to... my... my... tits..." she said dazed.

"Yes... I want you to show them to me! Just for me! I want to see your great big tits and watch you massage them! I can't wait to watch you massage your boobs."

"Dean... my Husband..." She moaned and kissed me greedily one last time and before I answered she said hot. "Can wait! Why don't I show you how hot my tits really look! You want to watch me give them a massage?"

"That sounds like a great idea! Come on let's go! Heaven how I love it when you talk like that!" I said and followed her quickly.

"Then make sure you don't jerk off afterwards when you're lying alone in bed! Because I will show you how hot it looks when I make my nipples hard! You will get a horny show! And then I'm gonna get my man to do it right!"