Amped Attraction at Xavier's

"No, Elias, wait—" Kitty's voice trembled as she backed away, her hands raised like a shield. But it was too late. His fingers brushed against her arm, and the moment they made contact, her breath hitched. Her eyes widened, then softened, her pupils dilating as if her very thoughts were being rewritten.

"Kitty?" Elias tilted his head, his voice smooth, almost teasing. "You were saying?"

She swallowed hard, her lips parting as she took a step closer, her earlier resistance evaporating like mist in the sun. Her voice was barely a whisper. "You… I need you."

The day had started like any other at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Elias was new, a late addition to the roster of mutants who had arrived just weeks prior. He was quiet, unassuming, and had a charm that made people gravitate toward him, though no one could quite put their finger on why. He had a way of making you feel like you were the only person in the room, even when the room was crowded.

But Elias had a secret—one he hadn’t shared with anyone. His mutation wasn’t just about charm or presence. It was something far more… intense.

It had started when he was a teenager, long before Xavier’s. A casual brush of his hand against a classmate’s wrist during a group project had led to her cornering him in the hallway after school, her eyes ****, her voice trembling as she begged him to kiss her. Elias had been confused, even a little scared, but there was no denying the power he held.

Over time, he’d learned to control it—sort of. He could suppress it if he concentrated hard enough, but the urge to let it loose was intoxicating. The way people looked at him after they touched him—like he was everything they’d ever wanted, like they would do anything for him—was a high he couldn’t resist.

And now, here at Xavier’s, he was surrounded by people who were just as unique as he was. The temptation was almost too much to bear.

"Kitty," Elias murmured, his hand still on her arm, his thumb tracing small circles on her skin. "You don’t have to fight it. Just let go."

Her breath came in shallow gasps, her body leaning into his touch as if magnetized. "I—I can’t. This isn’t—" She faltered, her words slipping away as his other hand cupped her cheek, tilting her face toward his.

"Yes, you can," he whispered, his lips hovering just above hers. "You want to, don’t you?"

Her nod was almost imperceptible, but it was enough. Elias closed the distance between them, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was both tender and possessive. Kitty’s hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as if she couldn’t get enough.

When they finally broke apart, her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed. "Elias," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. "Please… don’t stop."

He grinned, a slow, predatory smile that sent a shiver down her spine. "Oh, I don’t plan to."

It had been an accident at first. Elias hadn’t meant to touch her, not really. They’d been sparring in the Danger Room, part of a training exercise meant to help him integrate with the team. Kitty had been assigned as his partner—fast, agile, and seemingly untouchable. But Elias had managed to catch her off guard, his hand brushing against her arm as he tried to disarm her.

The effect was immediate. She froze, her body rigid, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that made his pulse race. "Elias," she’d whispered, her voice husky. "What—what did you do to me?"

He’d pulled his hand away, panic flaring in his chest. "Kitty, I’m sorry—" But she didn’t let him finish. She stepped closer, her hands reaching for him, her lips parting as if she couldn’t wait another second to taste him.

And now, here they were.

His hands slid down her sides, exploring every curve as if memorizing her. Kitty’s breath hitched as his fingers found the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head in one swift motion. Her skin was warm beneath his touch, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.

"Elias," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as if she might collapse without his support. "I’ve never—I mean, I’ve never wanted someone like this."

He kissed her again, deeper this time, his tongue sliding against hers in a way that made her knees buckle. "Then let me show you what you’ve been missing."

Her body melted into his, her resistance completely gone. Elias could feel the power of his mutation coursing through her, rewriting her thoughts, her desires, until all she could think about was him.

"Elias," she whimpered, her nails digging into his back as he pushed her against the wall. "Please, I’ll do anything. Just—just tell me what you want."

He paused, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Everything. I want everything."

Her breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation. "Then take it."