The Wanderer – A X-Men Crossover Fan-Fiction

[2009 – June]

I couldn't help but let out a small moan as I withdrew my hard shaft from Jean's tight sex, the stimuli being just too great with her warm, wet folds clenching around it. Jean likewise gave off a breathless moan at my movements.

Pressing my forehead against hers for a moment, our eyes locked with desire and affection burning in both pairs.

Unable to resist, I shared a short but deep kiss with Jean before I managed to refocus and back off slightly.

Wrapping my arms around her, I took her with me as I rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, causing Jean to land in my lap, my erection trapped between our bodies.

Her beautiful fiery locks falling down her shoulders and her perfect breast being on full display, my passion returned in full force and before I managed to rein it in, Jean raised up her hips a bit while her hand closed around my erection.

"Shower.", whispered Jean, eyes burning in desire, as she guided my shaft to her entrance before lowering her hips and taking me inside her again with a relieved sigh.

It took me a moment to register what she had said, as her velvety depth welcomed me inside her.

Still, doing as she asked, I tensed my muscles and stood up, driving myself deeper into her core with my movements. Her captivating moans echoed in my ears, as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, our lips connected in a deep and hungry kiss.

The short distance into the walk-in shower in the bathroom was heaven and hell at the same time, as I was unable to immerse myself fully in the pleasure I felt, having to navigate the path ahead.

In the shower, I pressed Jean's back against the wall, while holding her up by grabbing her behind, before I could finally withdraw from her core a bit and push into her deeply again. Penetrating her repeatedly as she cried out in delight.

Taking a moment to conjure a barrier around us, I held still for a moment as I turned on the water. Testing its temperature with my hand, before being satisfied with it and removing the barrier again.

As the hot water ran down our connected bodies and I sheathed myself inside Jean again and again. We locked eyes, our lips not connected for the moment, though our intense eye contact connected us as deeply as our bodies already were.

Once again, I felt pressure building up inside me. Knowing my release wasn't far off, I lowered my head and drew a path of kisses and licks along her jaw before reaching her throat and sucking at her skin roughly. At the same time, I drove my shaft as deep inside of her as I could and flooded her core with my seed.

Jean cried out in climax as I joined her with a deep grunt, while still sucking on her skin. I didn't have to look to know that Jean's eyes had changed to a fiery colour, as fire once again poured out of her body while pleasure wrecked through her small form.

My barrier, less than protecting our surroundings, isolated us from the rest of the world as we shared this moment of intimacy with each other.

…

Looking at the marks on her neck, throat, and chest that Elijah had left on her skin, Jean couldn't help but smile absentmindedly while brushing over them with her fingers.

Seeing proof of the intimacy they had shared on her own body, love and joy bloomed in her heart.

"I am gonna have to stock up on hoodies if you continue to turn them into ashes like this.", Elijah remarked with a small smile as he returned to the bathroom with a few clothes in hand, before he continued with a roguish smirk, "On the other hand, it is flattering to know that I can make you lose control like that. Also, I went and brought back a pair of particularly sexy panties from your room."

His black locks were still a bit wet, while he was already clad in a light-grey hooded sweater and a pair of black shorts. His bright-green eyes shining with desire and affection, as he looked at her naked form, especially as his gaze followed her hand and settled on the mark he had left behind.

Jean's breath hitched for a moment as she looked at Elijah's charming face and found herself unconsciously voicing out the words that rang in her heart: "I love you, Elijah."

Her eyes widened in shock as she realised what she had just said, looking at Elijah who froze in his approach. His hands holding up her clothes slowly lowered themselves, while she turned away her gaze, afraid of looking into his eyes.

"I- … You- … I mea- … ", she stammered fearfully, trying to explain her words, as arms wrapped themselves around form and Elijah's lips pressed themselves against her ear and he whispered: "And I love you, Jean Grey."

Shocked and in disbelief, Jean's hands clung to his chest as she asked fearfully: "Y-you do?"

“I think I do.”, he replied softly.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Jean couldn't help but cry silent tears as she wished she could stay in his embrace forever.

…

Embracing the silently crying Jean, I found myself sighing internally.

I had told the truth as I said I loved her. I hadn't realised it before, but the burning warmth pulsing through my veins every time I thought about her or was around her, couldn't be anything but love.

It was like a small budding flower, not yet fully grown, but already having taken root in my heart.

My sigh was more in regards to the complications my feelings for her would bring with them. Still, I wasn't one to shrink back from a challenge and while this one involved helping her gain control of the cosmic entity within her and removing Xavier's mental barriers from her mind, I was willing to do all that was necessary to ensure her safety and well-being.

Though these things couldn't be rushed and needed time so I just continued to hold her for the moment, while I used my shields to grab the clothes I had dropped before and brought them next to us.

"Let's get you dressed, my love.", I whispered gently before removing my arms from around her and grabbing the floating deep-blue sweater, as Jean herself retracted her arms, though her eyes were still glittering with tears.

Helping her slip into the hoodie, I grabbed the silk panties of the same colour and crouched down before her. Letting her step into the underwear, I pulled the thin piece of fabric up her pale legs and helped her cover the valley between them with it.

This was followed by some black pajama shorts made out of lace and a pair of thick cotton socks, so her feet wouldn't get cold.

Standing up, I placed a soft kiss on her willing lips before grabbing her hand and leading her into the kitchen, where I started to prepare breakfast while Jean started to tell me what had happened on yesterday's mission.