X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ Witness ❯ Setting plans in motion ( Chapter 27 )

Authors Note/Disclaimer:

 

I do not own XMen Evolution, its characters, or the universe they live in. I intend no disrespect or copyright infringement. This is a work of adult fan fiction and is intended only for entertainment purposes. I make no money from this work.

 

If there are indeed companies/entities/services called "Legacy Enterprises, Inc" or "Legacy Match" it is completely coincidental, Wanda's influence not withstanding. No infringement is intended...yada yada yada...please don't sue.

 

No...The story is not over. I could have ended with Marissa coming home. But why? It's so much fun playing with them! So here's some more plot and what I hope is some really hot sex.

 

Warnings: Group sex including males and females. M/M and F/F contact. If it squicks you, how did you get this far into the story anyway?

 

As always, constructive criticism is welcome.

 

Please see the first chapter for complete warnings for this piece.

 

<b>Chapter Twenty Seven: Setting plans in motion </b>

 

“Is that Pietro's laundry?”

 

Angie jumped and knocked the basket of clothes over, nearly toppling the open bottle of detergent as well. Marissa smirked as she reached to steady the bottle.

 

“Yeah.” The blonde scrambled to scoop the fallen garments up and shove them into the washer. “Just earning my keep.”

 

“Hmm…”

 

“I don't mind, really.” Angie wouldn't look at her and her hands were shaking. “I don't want him to think I don't appreciate what he's done for me.” The blonde kept stealing nervous glances at her as she filled the washer and measured out detergent.

 

“So…How's Fred treating you?” Marissa leaned against the dryer, enjoying herself. Payback's a bitch.

 

“Good. He's actually really sweet.” She fiddled with the temperature controls and started the machine. “Much better than those pricks Salvador used to…you know.”

 

“Yeah. I do.” Marissa stood between her and the doorway, and no one else was in sight. “And you were gonna help him drag me back in…”

 

“I'm sorry…I said I'm sorry. God! What was I supposed to do? I never had your nerve.”

 

“I saw that damned video you made of Salvador and Pietro.”

 

“Pietro said I'm not supposed to talk about that…”

 

“That's right. You're not.” Marissa glared at her and drummed her fingers on the dryer's surface, thinking. “The only reason I didn't have Victor kill you was that we used to be friends.”

 

“Victor?” Angie swallowed.

 

“The big guy with the claws.” Marissa glanced over her shoulder to make sure they were still alone. “I need to know that I can trust you. That we can trust you.”

 

“You can. I'll do whatever you guys want. I swear.” Angie's eyes were big and she spread her hands wide.

 

“Cause if you screw me or the Brotherhood over again. I'll kill you myself.” Marissa tapped her fingers again. “You got that?”

 

“Yeah. I got it.”

 

“All right then. When you're done with this, I got something to show you in my office. You can type right?”

 

“Fifty words a minute.”

 

“Good. I'll need a personal assistant once business picks up.” Marissa nodded and left.

 

 

Next on the agenda was getting the others to let her tag along on their training sessions at the Institute. Pietro had taken his father's instruction to “keep her safe” a little too seriously.

 

Magneto was assuming that once the business went public, she might become a target. Mutants mixing with normals was still a hot topic, one that could lead to violence. No one outside the Brotherhood was to know that Marissa Lensherr was the head of Legacy Enterprises, Inc. Or that the servers hosting “Legacy Match” were housed in their basement. One of the promises the service made was that its members' privacy would be well guarded.

 

“Come on, Pietro. I've spent the last six months busting my ass, learning how to take care of myself. How am I in danger there? Do you really think one of the XGeeks is gonna hurt me?”

 

“You don't have any powers. These sessions get pretty rough. There's a big difference between what we do and self defense.”

 

“I learned a lot more than just self defense. Besides, who's gonna stay and protect me here anyway?”

 

“They're going to ask questions.” Pietro scowled at her.

 

“Then maybe I'd better answer them in person. Before somebody gets snoopy. Cause they will. Imagine the kind of damage Lance's ex could do to my servers if she got curious.”

 

“All right. I hope you know what you're doing.”

 

So did she.

 

 

At first the guys kept hovering around her, getting in her way more than they were “protecting” her. She'd almost clocked Todd with her staff twice because he kept trying to “save” her and she did trip Pietro. On purpose because he was really getting on her nerves.

 

“All right! That's enough of that. Ya'll back off and let the girl do her thing. This ain't team work.” Rogue had finally had enough of it. They were wasting their precious Danger Room time tripping over one another. “Ah want ta see what she can do.”

 

She sent Todd and Pietro to the sidelines and restarted the simulation. The Danger Room rang with the hum of an angry crowd and the Brotherhood was surrounded by simulated rioters. Fred, Wanda, Lance, and Marissa were soon swept apart by the crowd and were forced to defend themselves. It was a “no-win” scenario that would keep running until they were disabled or their trainer shut it down.

 

Fred set about tossing attackers through the air, trying to press his way towards Lance's position. Lance was fighting a desperate battle to keep on his feet as his assailants crowded him so close that any use of his powers would threaten him too. Wanda was warping a variety of nearby objects into animated weapons and was clearing a small swath around herself.

 

And Marissa…had disappeared into the crowd, vanishing from sight. A quick glance at the readouts showed her vitals a little elevated, but steady. Her attackers milled about, seeming confused. Then she reappeared, fighting back to back with Lance. Her staff had a longer reach than his fists and soon they had a small circle of safety around them. A few moments later, Fred reached them and the circle grew larger still.

 

Wanda was still fighting alone, holding her own, but isolated. Marissa vanished into the crowd again and this time Rogue was ready and followed her eel-like progress through the crowd. She slipped into Wanda's circle and took Wanda's hand.

 

Marissa and Wanda looked at each other briefly, and then Marissa reached into a pocket and tossed a handful of small objects into the crowd. The glittering objects flew wildly at the “men” in front of her and the crowd opened enough for the two girls to pass through. Wanda's animated street light and trash cans flanked them as they worked their way back towards Lance and Fred.

 

Once the group was united, they were able to push the crowd far enough back to allow Lance to use his powers. He created a chasm around their position, keeping the mob at bay, though they were trapped in the center.

 

Seeing the scenario had come to a stale-mate, Rogue shut it down.

 

“Good work, ya'll. Time's about up so we'll finish up in the conference room.”

 

She watched as Marissa collapsed her staff and tucked it away in her jacket pocket and stooped to pick up whatever it was she had thrown into the crowd. As she stood Wanda grabbed her in an enthusiastic embrace that finished in a kiss that made their trainer blush. She left the control room quickly before she saw anything else.

 

 

“Come on, Wanda.” Marissa pulled away reluctantly. “Now is not the time for fooling around.”

 

“That was great! Pietro is so pissed off - look at him!” Wanda giggled at her brother's stiff back as he stalked out of the room. Todd waited by the door, shaking his head at them.

 

“What was that trick with the quarters, yo?”

 

“I toss, Wanda hexes…and they go.” Marissa shrugged. “Not the first time I borrowed somebody's power.”

 

“It isn't?”

 

“Nope. Come on Wanda.” Marissa tugged Wanda after her, rushing to catch up with the others.

 

“Hey! Aren't you going to tell me?”

 

“Nope.” Marissa giggled and Todd had to hop fast to keep up.

 

Rogue was waiting for them in the conference room to rehash their session. She was just as blunt as usual in her critique. It was a first for Marissa and she was surprised at how well Pietro took it. She and Wanda had to repeat their explanation of their trick in greater detail before Rogue was satisfied.

 

“There's no such thing as a coincidence around Wanda.” Marissa commented.

 

“Clever way to team with a mutant. Ya'll got any other tricks?”

 

“Sure, but most of them aren't Danger Room material.” Wanda snickered. Marissa shot her a warning glance.

 

“I've got a few more planned, but I'm still working out the kinks.” Marissa spun one of her quarters on the table. “If you've got some time, I'd like to bounce a few ideas off of you.” She scooped the quarter back up before it could finish spinning.

 

“Actually, Ah do. We're done here. If ya'll need to go Ah'll give Marissa here a ride home.”

 

“That'll be great.” Marissa spoke before Todd or Pietro could object. “I've got my cell if you need me.” She kissed Todd good-bye before she followed Rogue out of the room. Rogue led her deeper into the mansion until they reached the dormitories.

 

“Ah got a room all to mahself...Everyplace else is packed with newbies.” She snorted in disgust. “We can talk in here.” She pushed open a door and led Marissa inside, closing it behind her.

 

“How many students do you guys have now?”

 

“Ah'm not sure. Ah'd have to check with somebody. The numbers keep changing.” The room was on the small side and the only place to sit was on the bed. Rogue sat down on it and gestured for Marissa to join her.

 

“Surprised you don't have a roommate.” Marissa sat down facing her, sitting cross legged at a conversational distance.

 

“Well, there's some perks to having a power like mine. Nobody wants to take the chance that Ah'll accidentally use mah powers on them.” She shrugged. “Anyway, can Ah see your staff?”

 

“Sure.” Marissa pulled the cylinder out of her pocket and handed it over. She watched as Rogue examined it, extending it and collapsing it.

 

“Ah've seen this before. And the way you fight. It's got Gambit written all over it.” She tapped the staff against her bare palm. “That's were you been. With Gambit and Magneto.”

 

“Yep. Thought you'd pick up on that.”

 

“What's Magneto doin' training a human?”

 

“He was doing the Brotherhood a favor. Wanda asked him to take care of me while Salvador was a problem. I convinced Remy to take me on as his apprentice.”

 

“How'd you manage that?”

 

“I seduced him.” Well, that got a reaction. Rogue blinked a couple of times. Might as well get that out of the way, she'd figure it out eventually.

 

“Ah thought you was supposed to be Todd's girlfriend. Or are you Wanda's?”

 

“That's complicated. I'm Todd's girl, mostly. But, Wanda usually gets whatever she wants. Lance, me, Todd…” Marissa shrugged. “It's hard to say no to Wanda.”

 

“But, about Remy…I was in way over my head there, scared they were going to kill me or something. So…I did what I had to do to make sure I had at least one person I could count on.”

 

“Mighty slim pickins if ya gotta rely on that devil.” Rogue scowled.

 

“Remy's done right by me. And I mean to do right by him. He went way past Magneto's orders to help me out. He's the main one responsible for Magneto letting me come home.”

 

“Ah find that hard to believe. That one can't be trusted. And why would Magneto want to keep you?”

 

“I'm a carrier, I've gone the gene but no powers. He wants me to have a mutant baby to carry on the family name--the twins refuse to change their names to Lenssher. The problem is we disagree on who the daddy should be.” Marissa reached out and put her hand on Rogue's knee before the woman could speak.

 

“Now that's private information. I'm trusting you because you used to be Brotherhood. I've agreed to it, I might even be pregnant already.”

 

“Not by Remy.”

 

“No. Todd. I'm still his girl. But, if things hadn't worked out this way. It would have been Remy.”

 

“Oh.” Rogue fell silent and Marissa studied her face as she tried to gauge how the woman felt. She was certainly interested, or the conversation wouldn't have gotten this far.

 

“Something happened with Remy…changed me…him too. When I'm near him I feel what he feels.” She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a playing card. She toyed with it silently a moment.

 

“I used to think he was cold. But, he's not. I've touched his heart.” She offered the card to Rogue. “But, it's not mine to keep.”

 

Rogue took the card and flipped it over. The Ace of Hearts. Something was written across it.

 

“Cause it's got mah name written on it?” Rogue gave her a half smile and shook her head.

 

“Well, it sounded better in my head.” Marissa grinned at her. “But, it's true.”

 

“And you supposedly seduced him?”

 

“I've seduced plenty of men…But, I've never seduced a woman before.”

 

“And you still haven't, yet.” Rogue tucked the card in her pocket and returned the staff.

 

“I wanted to know…About the gloves. What does that mean? How much control do you have now?”

 

“For you or for him?”

 

“For him…Though, I have to admit I'm not sure if what I'm feeling is his or mine right now. You are so beautiful.” Marissa looked away for a moment and swallowed before returning her gaze to Rogue's face.

 

“Ah can touch people as long as Ah'm careful. But, Ah'm not sure it's safe to sleep in the same bed with me. And sex…Ah haven't had the nerve ta try it yet.” She was blushing but her green eyes didn't waver. “Ain't met nobody Ah wanted bad enough to risk it.”

 

“Can you control how deep you go when you get somebody's memories? I've got something I'd like to show you. But I've got some serious baggage in my head.”

 

“If you keep it in the front of your mind and I don't touch you for long, Ah should just get that bit.” Rogue's fingers twitched were they rested on her thigh. Yes, she wanted it.

 

“All right.”

 

Marissa filled her mind with two memories…The terrible aching need that Remy felt for Rogue. And the lovemaking session that had ended with his confessing that he thought he would love Rogue, if only he could touch her. And her promise to “look into it.”

 

“Touch me.”

 

It wasn't unpleasant exactly…But it was strange, surreal. She felt something of herself running out through her skin somehow. Passing through the cheek where the woman's fingers rested. It was only a brief moment, but it left her feeling vulnerable…and a little weak.

 

Rogue was silent and thoughtful as she digested the memories.

 

“Ah always thought he was just a flirt. And a skirt chaser.” Rogue's voice was quiet and thoughtful.

 

“Part of it is his gift, Rogue. He actually needs to touch and be touched or he'll go nuts. And part of it is that when people want him…He feels it. And it gets all tangled up inside him. That's how I seduced him. I used his own power against him.”

 

“Ah bet he didn't like that.”

 

“No. He almost killed me for it.” Marissa dug in her pocket again. “Instead of me winding up dead, we ended up linked. There's some stuff I don't remember.” She held out something that looked like a watch.

 

“What's that?”

 

“It's a power damper. It's a gift. From me. It won't shut your powers off completely, just tone them down. Make it safe.”

 

“For him?”

 

“For whoever you want. But, yeah, hopefully for him.” Rogue hesitated, her hand halfway reaching for it.

 

“I could have made him happy. Eventually he would have loved me.” She swung the damper a little on her finger, making the light glint across it. “I really do care about him. I want the best for him. And I think that's you.”

 

Rogue took the damper from her fingers and slipped it on.

 

“Tell me. How does it work?”

 

 

By the time Rogue took her home, Marissa was dazed and drained. Rogue had wanted to try out the damper before she left. The woman's tentative touches had led to a kiss that had left Marissa weak and breathless…but unharmed. Rogue was satisfied that it would work. And Marissa was more confused than ever over whether her attraction for the woman was her own or Remy's.

 

Wanda had allowed Todd to have Marissa to himself for the past week. But, it was obvious from Wanda's earlier behavior that it wasn't going to last much longer. The three of them were waiting for her on the couch when she walked in. As soon as she saw Wanda's face she knew she wouldn't be able to say no. Not that she wanted to…

 

Wanda beckoned her over with a crooked finger and a smile. In an instant she found herself kneeling in front of the couch her face cradled in Wanda's hands. Wanda's lips were soft and sweet against hers and her eyes seem to loom large and dark. Lance and Todd sat on either side of her and watched closely as Wanda explored her mouth slowly.

 

“We missed you.” Wanda licked her lips thoughtfully and studied Marissa's lust-glazed expression.

 

“God…I missed you, too.”

 

“Take her upstairs.” Wanda stroked her cheek as Todd and Lance rose from the couch. They each took one of Marissa's arms and led her up the stairs, with Wanda following close behind.

 

They led her into Wanda's room and waited for Wanda to lock the door. Then Wanda circled past them and sat on the bed, kicking off her shoes.

 

“Undress her.”

 

Two pairs of hands began to pull her clothes away, fingers sliding across her skin. Todd's were warm and caressing, familiar. Lance's were strong and firm. Her clothes seemed to melt away until she was naked before them.

 

“Kiss her.”

 

Then Lance was pulling her back against his chest as Todd began to kiss her. Lance held her wrists firmly and she relaxed against him. Todd's kisses were deep and hungry and she found herself moaning into his mouth. Then he pulled away and Lance turned her to meet his lips. Todd moved behind her, slipping his arms around her waist, pulling her close enough she could feel his erection. Lance's kisses were slow and thoughtful, almost gentle and his grip on her wrists never lessened. He nibbled at her lips and sucked on her tongue until she was trembling between them.

 

“Bring her to me.”

 

They turned her around and led her to Wanda, who now lounged naked on the bed. Her pale skin gleamed in the soft light of bedside lamps. And her dark eyes seemed to glitter. She lay beside Wanda and reached to touch her silky skin. She raised her lips to meet Wanda's. Wanda's kisses were more demanding now and her hands began to tease and stroke across Marissa's body.

 

“Touch me.” Wanda whispered in her ear and Marissa did, slipping a hand between them. She slid her fingers down Wanda's belly and between her legs. Wanda gasped as she touched her clit and moaned when she went further and slid a finger along her opening. She was vaguely aware of the movement of the bed as the guys sat down to watch.

 

Wanda arched into her hand as she began to explore in earnest, listening to her sighs and moans. She nibbled and kissed at Wanda's neck, enjoying the taste of her skin and the scent of her perfume. Wanda's moans got deeper and she pulled Marissa closer. Marissa slid her fingers deep inside her, driving her closer and closer to release. Then Wanda was shuddering against her, her breasts pressing soft against Marissa's, her mouth seeking hers hungrily. When she was finished, she gently pushed Marissa's hands away.

 

“That's enough.”

 

She pressed Marissa back on the bed then rose to stand behind the guys at the foot of the bed. Lance and Todd were sitting close together, bodies touching companionably. Wanda leaned close to them and whispered something Marissa couldn't hear. Lance smiled and Todd turned to his friend and pulled his face close for a kiss. Marissa gasped and watched in fascination. They made an interesting contrast, Lance's darker hair and skin against Todd's paleness.

 

“Touch her.”

 

Wanda pulled them apart gently and watched with interest as they moved to lie beside Marissa. Todd lay on her right and began to kiss her again, his hands reaching to knead her breasts and pull at her nipples. Lance lay on her left and began to stroke her thighs and nibble at her neck and shoulders. Marissa moaned and gasped and reached for them, trailing her hands down their bodies.

 

Lance's fingers found her clit as Todd's mouth left hers and began to suckle at her breasts. Then Lance was kissing her and she continued to slide her hands over their bodies. She reached Lance's cock first and he groaned as she wrapped her fingers around it. In response he slipped a finger inside her, adding it's stroking to his rubbing of her clit. She began to stroke him gently. Then her fingers brushed against Todd's hardness and he pressed closer to her. He moaned around her nipples as she began to stroke him too.

 

Then Lance pulled away from her and Marissa looked on dazed as Wanda pressed him back against the head of the bed. Wanda kissed him hungrily for a moment, stroking his cock with her hand. Then she backed away and circled around the bed to pull Todd away. She pressed Todd onto the bed and kissed him deeply before speaking.

 

“Hold her, Lance.”

 

Lance reached for Marissa and pulled her to rest against him, her back against his stomach. She could feel his erection beneath her and his strong arms held her wrists above her head. Wanda moved to kneel between her legs and kiss her slowly, her black painted nails trailing down Marissa's chest and stomach and lower to tickle the inside of her thighs. Then she backed away and placed a kiss on Marissa's belly just below the navel, lingering there for a moment.

 

“Now, Todd.”

 

Wanda moved aside to allow Todd to take her place. Todd kissed her deeply, hands roaming across her body, touching her breasts, pinching her nipples, tickling the backs of her knees and spreading them wide. Then he was right there, pressing his cock inside her, pushing her against Lance's solid warmth. She moaned and called his name over and over and her body shuddered as she came quickly. She wanted to touch him, embrace him, but Lance held her fast. After a moment she relaxed, surrendering and she heard Lance's voice speaking soft words of encouragement.

 

Wanda sat close by, trailing her fingers along Todd's spine, or caressing Marissa's thigh, or stroking Lance's calf. Marissa came again and again, unable to count the waves of pleasure that seemed to crash over her. Then Todd's rhythm changed and he was groaning into her mouth and his cock jerked inside her. Afterwards, he lay still against her, kissing her slowly. Lance released her wrists and she stroked his hair and shoulders as they rested together. Wanda snuggled close to Lance and they kissed and murmured to each other quietly until Todd and Marissa began to stir.

 

“Lance's turn.”

 

Wanda tapped Todd on the shoulder and he kissed Marissa one more time before pulling away. Then it was Todd's arms around her, under her breasts, his belly warm against her back, and her head against his chest. Lance knelt in front of her and she watched him tear open a condom and slip it over his cock. His eyes were almost as dark as Wanda's but his smile was gentle. He leaned over her to murmur something in Todd's ear and she felt rather than heard Todd's answer.

 

Then Lance was kissing her, slowly and deliberately. He pressed her knees back, parting her legs far enough apart that her feet rested on the outside of Todd's legs. Then he pressed himself forward driving his cock into her so slowly that she found herself wriggling, trying to meet him halfway. She reached for him, touching his hair, stroking his back and shoulders, urging him to go faster.

 

Todd held her tightly and she could hear him chuckling at her groans of frustration. Lance loved to tease and could hold out longer than she could. He began to thrust slowly and she moaned and gasped under him, glancing up to see Wanda's dark eyes watching over his shoulder. Slowly he began to speed up and when he released her lips she pleaded with him to go even faster.

 

Lance smiled at her, and then lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing and teasing with his tongue and lips. She was moaning and whimpering now. Then she squealed in shock as he bit her hard and began thrusting faster. She bucked under him and called out his name as she came again. He was done teasing now, and was driving himself swiftly towards his own climax. She came one more time, arching under him, straining against Todd's arms. Lance followed soon afterwards, hips jerking against her and his mouth seeking hers for another kiss.

 

By then, Todd was ready to go again. Marissa was content to curl up with Lance while Todd and Wanda pleasured one another. She watched sleepily while Lance stroked her hair and murmured softly in her ear.

 

She'd missed them too.