See what she does

"I don't remember being asked to fuck random guys being part of the sales pitch when I joined." X-23 stops outside of arms reach of you, avoiding eye contact as she crosses her arms over her chest. "I thought I was joining a team, not a brothel." She glares at Jean, still not acknowledging you.

"Yes, a team." Jean's eye's narrowed as she locked eyes with X-23, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Sometimes we need to do things for the good of the team."

"Like spread my legs?" The teenager's face twisted in anger, he hands balling into fists. It looked like Jean was about to lose the battle of wills, and you were wondering if you would need to step in, but Jean reinforced her attack.

"If that's what is necessary, then yes. We took you in, gave you a home..." Jean advances slightly on the bristling girl, "You want to do your part. EVERYONE ON THE TEAM HAS TO PULL THEIR WEIGHT. If you can't do that why are you here?"

"I know I need to pull my weight." The teens rage wavers slightly, confusion creeping into the corners of her eyes. "I do..." Finally a resigned sigh breaks through her scowl as she throws up her hands. "Fine, I'll do the dirty work. AGAIN."

Still not making eye contact with you, she turns and bends face first over the edge of the bed, her leather clad rear end pointing at you. Reaching back, she unbuckles her belt, sliding her pants down just just far enough to expose her neatly trimmed pussy.

"Well?" She stares straight ahead at the wall, wiggling her bare ass back at you in mock enthusiasm.