X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ Witness ❯ Party at the Brotherhood ( Chapter 29 )

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.

A little party...A little plot...And a little sex...Have I covered all the bases?

Warnings: Sex, bondage, D/S, voyeurism by means of mutant powers. Sexual tension and innuendo's with M/F, M/M, and F/F and group sex implications.

As always, constructive criticism is welcome.

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

Chapter Twenty Nine: Party at the Brotherhood

Todd had no idea why they were throwing a party, other than the girls wanted one. He didn’t mind so much, since Marissa was wearing her new black leather vest. It was cut low and showed off her new cleavage. She was enjoying that part of being pregnant…and so were he and Lance.

He didn’t really dance and Lance wasn’t in the mood, so they sat on the couch with Jubilee and listened to her take pot-shots at everyone. Right now, Marissa was trying to get a red-faced Jamie to dance with her and Wanda was opening the front door to let someone else in. Pietro and his girlfriend had been dancing non-stop for the last half hour or so.

Wanda was wearing leather too, red for her. And she’d talked Riss into wearing a collar and cuffs all night. Was kind of funny to watch some of the XGeeks staring.

Oh. They’re here. He watched as Wanda smiled and waved the shorter of the two men towards the couch. Todd shifted nervously and reached to tap Lance on the shoulder.

“Here comes Pyro, yo.” The red-head was grinning from ear to ear as he zeroed in on them.

“Oh man. You’re fucking crazy, Todd.” Lance pulled Jubilee to the side to make room. “Can’t believe you took him up on that offer. We’ll be lucky if he doesn’t burn the place down.”

“Can’t be all that bad if Riss can handle him by herself.”

“That’s Pyro?” Jubilee was watching the man’s progress.

Looking past Pyro, Wanda was talking earnestly to the second guest, her arm linked tightly around his. He didn’t look too pleased and was barely acknowledging her as he scanned the room.

“What’s Wanda doing with Gambit?” Todd hissed as Pyro…John…slid his narrow body between Todd and Jubilee.

“Got me. She latched onto the bloke as soon as we walked in the door.” John shrugged and clapped a hand on Todd’s knee. “We gonna have some fun? Or are you going to chicken out?”

“Ain’t chickening out, yo! Gonna wait till later. Riss is having too much fun.” Todd looked at him out of the corner of his eye. John was leering at Jubilee now.

“Who’s the pretty sheila?”


Marissa had just managed to get Jamie to start moving with the music when it hit her.

Fear…Remy…What?

She grabbed an unsuspecting brunette…Laura wasn’t it? And quickly traded places, giving Jamie a wink and a smile. Scanning the room she quickly spotted them. Wanda had Remy backed into a corner. Her smile was distinctly predatory and she was talking earnestly in his ear.

“Shit.” She muttered under her breath and headed straight for them.

“Hey Remy! Glad you could make it.” Her tone was full of forced cheerfulness. Dammit, Wanda knew this wasn’t the plan…

“Marissa, I was just trying to get Remy here to dance with me. I bet he’s a great dancer.” Wanda purred.

“He’s not for you, Wanda.” Marissa frowned.

“All I want is one dance…” God, Wanda was in one of those moods. Remy tried to pull his arm away.

“Sorry cher, Remy’s dance card is full.”

“Remy’s got a date and you’re not going to spoil it…Shoo! I think I see Kitty making eyes at Lance again.”

“You’re not fooling me.” Wanda scowled. But she let go and instead grabbed the little ring on Marissa’s collar. She pulled Marissa close for a quick kiss. “But, I’ll let you get away with it for now.”

“He’s not for you.” Marissa repeated as Wanda released her. Remy was silent until she was out of earshot.

“Dat girl is a menace.”

“Why didn’t you just tell her to buzz off?”

“Like you said, hard to say no…” Marissa dug in the pocket of her jeans and pulled out a key.

“This is for you. Used to be her room. Might be more comfortable there. If you get that far.”

“Where is she?”

“In the kitchen I think.”

“You better go, your beau don’ look too happy wit’ me.” Remy nodded in Todd’s direction. He was glaring at them.

“Don’t worry about Todd. He’ll have his hands full tonight.” Marissa sighed. “I could just kill John. He thinks he can just…have…whatever I got. Bastard.” She smiled brightly and waved at Todd.

“Remy’s about had his fill o’ dat one.” Remy grumbled as he headed for the kitchen.

“No shit.” Marissa muttered to herself as she headed for the couch.

She was right about Kitty, actually. The girl was perched on the arm of the couch talking to Jubilee over Lance’s head. John sat with one hand on Todd’s knee and was leaned over to speak quietly into his ear. Wanda had disappeared for the moment. Marissa decided to duck into the kitchen for a soda before joining them.

In the kitchen Remy and Rogue were talking quietly next to the stove. This room was crowded too and she had to squeeze past several bodies to reach the cooler full of soda. As she turned to leave a gravelly voice startled her.

“What’re they doin’ here?”

“They were invited.” Marissa scowled at the man. “Aren’t you a little old for this crowd?” No, she hadn’t invited Logan. What was he doing? Playing chaperone? That was definitely not part of the plan.

“Hmph. Looks like somebody needs ta keep an eye on things.” He looked pointedly in Remy’s direction.

“I went to a lot of trouble to get those two together. If you’re going to cause trouble, you’d better just leave. The Boarding House is neutral territory.” Marissa stepped closer so that no one else would hear them.

“Neutral territory my ass. This is the house that Magneto built.”

“Magneto doesn’t live here.” Marissa crossed her arms.

“There ain’t no such person as Marissa Lenssher until about six, seven months ago…I checked.”

“Magneto set me up with a new name. No big deal.” Marissa moved a little closer. She didn’t like the direction this conversation was heading.

“Lenssher’s his name…and all this stuff costs money. He don’t do this kind of shit for a human without a good reason. Don’t even do it for his kids.”

“The old man took a shine to me.” Marissa shrugged. “And this is for his kids.”

“Bullshit.”

“There are advantages to being one of Wanda’s pets.” Marissa tugged at the collar around her neck. “But, I’d like to thank you for helping out with Salvador.”

“Didn’t do much.”

“Thanks all the same…”

“Marissa! There you are…” Wanda emerged from the basement and approached with a glittering smile. She grabbed the ring on Marissa’s collar with one finger and pulled her close for a kiss. She didn’t let go until Marissa’s head was swimming and her cheeks were flushed. “Hi, Logan.”

“Hmph…” The man looked uncomfortable and so did several of the kids present in the kitchen.

“Come on Riss.” Wanda gave the ring a little tug. “We don’t want the boys to get lonely.”

“Later, Logan.” Marissa mumbled, ignoring his glower.

“That bitch is still hanging all over Lance.” Wanda hissed as she took in Kitty’s presence. She hadn’t moved from her spot. Lance looked a little uncomfortable, but he hadn’t moved either. Maybe it was because he was wedged tight between Jubilee and the arm of the couch. “I thought you had a plan.”

“I do…And there he is…” Marissa pulled up next to Wanda and pointed at Kurt, wearing his human disguise.

“Oh…Didn’t recognize him.” Wanda pouted. “I like him better with the fur.”

“So do I…Let’s go have some fun.”


Todd was having fun…kind of…John kept whispering the most outrageous things in his ear. He wasn’t sure if he liked all this flirting or not. And that Jubilee chick kept watching them with wide eyes. Every so often John would lean over and whisper something to her too and she’d giggle. He could tell Lance was getting uncomfortable…Why on earth had Riss invited Kitty, anyway?

“Hey! Look at that.” John slapped his thigh and pointed.

Oh…Wow….Marissa and Wanda had started dancing together…They were touching each other and smiling at each other and….Wow…Todd shifted uncomfortably in his seat and almost wished that he did dance. Because he would so love to be in the middle of that right now…Shit.

They were moving across the dance floor, bodies undulating to the music. They bumped into Kurt and his human image flickered out. Marissa held up the image inducer in one hand as Wanda sidled up beside him and whispered something in his ear. The blue mutant stood stock still for a moment, then grinned, his sharp teeth flashing white.

Then they were dancing…all three of them. Wanda and Marissa were reaching around him to touch each other, bodies brushing against the furry mutant. Kurt was gyrating wildly between them, his tail flicking to wrap around a waist or an arm from time to time.

“OhMyGod! Like, what the hell are they doing?” Kitty sat straight up.

“Hey Todd…Looks like Wanda might be thinking of expanding the harem…” Lance grinned, stealing a glance at Kitty out of the corner of his eye.

“Old Fuzzy-butt?” Was he joking?

“That tail could be fun…” John observed.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Kurt?” Jubilee was looking back and forth between them.

“Personally, I was hoping for another girl…” Lance added thoughtfully. “You’re not into girls are you, Pretty Kitty? Cause I think I could talk Wanda into it.”

“Into girls?” Jubilee squeaked.

“Talk Wanda into what Lance?” Kitty’s eyes were wide as she watched Marissa grab the tip of Kurt’s tail and stroke it playfully. The look on Kurt’s face was…intense.

“Making this four-way thing a five-way…”

“Four-way…five…way… ” Kitty fumbled, eyes locked on the three on the dance floor.

“Maybe we could talk her into both?” Todd added.

“Both?” Jubilee’s eyes were about to bug out of her head and Kitty looked at her in horror.

“Sure, why not? The more the merrier, I always say.” John piped up.

“No…Like…I cannot believe this…”


Oh God was this fun! Kurt was a really good dancer and that fur felt just as velvety as it looked. Marissa almost hoped this wasn’t going to work. She snuck a few quick glances at the group on the couch. She stroked his tail again and it wrapped around her hand, warm and soft and…Wow…

Wanda was touching her again and her eyes glittered, large and dark and filled with secrets…

“I think she’s pissed.” Wanda giggled trailing fingers along Marissa’s side.

“I think she’s jealous…” Marissa murmured in Kurt’s ear as she gave his tail another appreciative stroke.

“Who?” Kurt was lost in the moment caught between the two bewitching bodies.

“Pretty Kitty…” Wanda whispered.

“We’re just friends…” Kurt turned to rest his hands on her hips and Marissa moved closer to his back, letting his tail wrap around her waist.

“I don’t think so…” Marissa murmured in his ear. “I think you want her…”

“She doesn’t know what she’s missing…” Wanda writhed closer to him, touching him, touching Marissa.

“I…She…” Kurt stammered, confused.

“She’s coming…She’s jealous…Don’t let her back down this time…” Marissa murmured again.

“Show her how you feel…” Wanda brushed her lips against his fuzzy cheek then turned to meet the red-faced Kitty.

“You! You get away from him!”

“I thought you were just friends, Kitty.” Wanda smirked at the furious girl.

“Honestly, Kitty…All you had to do was say something…” Marissa added.

“Come on Kurt! She’s a…a…man-eater!”

“Katzchen…” Kitty grabbed him by the front of his shirt and tried to pull him away. Kurt grabbed her wrists. “What are you doing?”

“I…You…She…” Kitty stuttered her face still red, her hands fisted in his shirt.

“I think we should talk, ja?” Kurt glanced at Marissa, standing nearby. Wanda was already headed toward Lance and the others. “Excuse us, ladies.”

“Sure thing Kurt…Let me know if you need anything.” Marissa smiled and tossed him the image inducer. “Later.”

She turned to join the others on the couch. Jubilee had vacated her spot when Kitty stormed off and Wanda had taken her place. They all seemed to be discussing something quietly and they fell silent as she approached.

“Any room left for me?” Marissa looked at them questioningly.

“Sure thing, Riss.” Wanda stood up and gestured to the spot she had just relinquished. Marissa moved to sit down, but Lance caught her around the waist and shifted her to his lap instead.

“O…Kay…” What the hell was Wanda up to now?

Wanda winked at her then sat down to straddle John’s hips. Marissa’s mouth fell open as Wanda began to kiss him slowly while Todd watched avidly, his arm around John’s shoulders.

“Change of plans…” Lance murmured in her ear.

“But…Todd and I…” She protested.

“Shh…” He pulled her tighter. “You’re mine tonight.”

“Yours…” She whispered and turned her head to look at his face. He nodded at her. She looked again at the other three. They were beginning to attract an audience. And the room was starting to get warmer…

“Hey! Take it upstairs Wanda. You’re freaking the kiddies out.” Pietro had finally noticed what was going on and stood over them scowling, hands on his hips.

“Actually…Isn’t it almost time for the kiddies to go home?” Wanda came up for air and glared at her brother. But, she rose from the couch, tugging John and Todd after her.

“Almost.” Pietro surveyed the room, eyes narrowed. He looked down at Marissa and Lance. “That’s your problem…”

“Don’t worry about it, man. We can handle things.”

“You do that…Come on Rahne. Let’s go somewhere private.” Pietro turned to slip his arm around the girl’s waist. “Sorry about that…”

Lance snorted at that. Then he nuzzled Marissa’s neck affectionately as she watched the others head up the stairs.

“Todd and I were supposed to be with John tonight…What’s going on?” Marissa didn’t like this at all.

“Todd’s still pissed about things…no matter what he says.” Lance’s lips moved against her skin as he spoke. “Wanda wanted to join in…And I said O.K. as long as I could have you to myself tonight. John doesn’t interest me.”

“You said he’d get over it…”

“He will…Let him feel like he’s gotten back at you a little.” Lance turned her to face him. “Wanda never lets me play with you by myself. You’re not disappointed are you?”

“No. Just surprised.”

“Good. Now let’s get these kids out of here.”

He pushed her off of his lap and stood up, then offered her a hand to help her climb onto the coffee table. He clapped his hands loudly three times and the house trembled slightly. Angie was standing close to the stereo with Fred and she quickly muted it.

“I’d like to thank you all for coming…Since it’s almost midnight I’m afraid it’s curfew time for some of you.” She held up her hands at the groans.

“Not my rule…Don’t shoot the messenger. Take it up with Pietro…Or Mr. Logan who is lurking around here somewhere.” She waited for the groans to die down again. She spotted Logan emerging from the kitchen.

“Don’t think we don’t know who you are…If you’re under eighteen…Out! Think you could help round up the stragglers Mr. Logan?” She smiled brightly at the man who scowled at her and growled. But he was already waving Jamie and Laura towards the door.

“The rest of you, enjoy the party!”

She motioned to Angie to turn the music back up…Then Lance swept her off the table and into the middle of the room to start dancing. As the last of the “kiddies” were herded out the door by a still scowling Logan, Lance startled her by clipping a short leash to her collar.

“Lance?”

“Shh…” He used the leash to pull her closer until their bodies were moving against one another in a way so bluntly sexual that people around them were blushing. “Our turn to give Pretty Kitty a show…”

He kept her moving so that the faces around them were just a blur. She didn’t know Lance could dance this way and his firm hand on the leash was somehow exciting. She could feel Remy somewhere nearby and the link told her things were heating up for him too. She glimpsed his lean body and Rogue’s dancing together near the kitchen just before Lance turned her so she faced Kitty and Kurt.

Ooohhh! Looked like they were more than friends now…Kitty’s hair was mussed and her cheeks were flushed. Kurt’s grin was almost feral and he was touching her possessively as they danced – always a hand or a tail on her somewhere. Kitty’s eyes widened as they rested on Lance and Marissa. Lance chose that moment to pull her hips against his and she could feel how much this game was turning him on. Then he swept her around again and she spotted Remy leading Rogue up the stairs.

Good…

Back around to face Kurt and Kitty…She caught Kurt’s eye and winked. He grinned back at her then bent to say something to Kitty.

“Lance…I got one more key to give out…” Marissa murmured in his ear when he tugged her close again.

“Kurt?”

“Yeah…”

“Gotcha…I’m all for it.” He stopped dancing and began to tug her across the floor towards Kurt and Kitty. He tapped Kurt on the shoulder to get his attention.

“Hey man…Trade for a sec?” He slipped the handle of Marissa’s leash into Kurt’s hand and reached for a stunned Kitty. He pulled Kitty aside and began trying to coax her into dancing…

“Vas?” Kurt looked at the leash in his hand in confusion.

“Don’t worry…I just wanted to talk to you for a few minutes.” Marissa winked at him and he tugged at the leash tentatively.

“We dance while you talk, ja?” Then they were moving together.

“Sorry about the little game with Wanda…but it worked, didn’t it?”

“If the point was to make Kitty jealous, then ja, it worked.”

“It was…But, if things don’t work out with Kitty…I’m pretty sure Wanda’s interested.”

“And you?” He tugged at the leash playfully. Marissa blushed.

“I’m Todd’s girl…and Wanda’s toy. Not up to me…But, I do have something for you.” She dug in her pocket and pulled out a key. “The last one…newly remodeled and completely furnished…And in case you didn’t come prepared to…um…entertain...check the nightstand.”

“Wanda planned this?” Kurt took the key from her with a stunned look.

“No. I did. Wanda helped…She still remembers how you helped Todd rescue her. And she’s about ready to scratch Kitty’s eyes out for mooning over Lance.” Marissa cast a quick glance towards Lance and Kitty. Lance was smiling and Kitty was shaking her head indignantly.

“Thank you…I think.” He pocketed the key and tugged on her leash, moving them towards Lance and Kitty. He tapped Lance on the shoulder.

“I think this is yours…” He handed Lance the leash and took Kitty by the arm, swinging her back into the crowd of dancers.

“All done?” Lance chuckled as he pulled her close again.

“Yes…How about you?”

“Oh Kitty and I were done a long time ago…She just needed a little reminding.” Lance tugged the leash and led her towards the stairs.

Halfway up the stairs, Marissa paused and gasped…

A wave of passion, tender and heavy washed over her echoed by an answering wave of shy hunger. Aching longing hovering on the brink of fulfillment…echoes of pleasure so strong she could almost feel fingers on her skin and lips on hers…

“Marissa?” Lance turned to look at her. She didn’t seem to see him there.

“Remy…He’s with her…Can’t shut him out…” Marissa struggled to make sense of what was happening. Was he doing this to her on purpose, or had he just lost control? Did he know he was broadcasting to her?

Then Lance’s arms were around her and she leaned on him…Her body was responding to the flood of emotions…sensations…She shivered in reaction. Damn Remy…he was taking his time and she could feel the growing tension flooding through the link. She was vaguely aware of Lance’s chuckle in her ear as he half carried her up the steps.

His firm touch helped her focus on where she was, even though he was taking her closer rather than away from the source of the flood. It was so strong now she even saw images…Rogue’s face flushed and her green eyes heavy lidded…smooth pale skin...Marissa moaned as Lance pulled her into his room and turned on the light.

“Lance…” She pleaded, though she wasn’t sure what it was she was asking for.

“It’s all right, Riss. I’m here. You’re mine tonight…” Lance’s hands were calm and sure as he guided her to the bed and sat her down on it. Marissa groaned as another wave of aching tension passed over her. Lance was quickly undressing her and her skin tingled wherever he touched her.

“Does the link go both ways?” Lance caught her face in his hands and held it there until her eyes focused on his face.

“I uh…I’m not sure…I think so…” Marissa struggled to answer him.

“Good…” Lance pressed her back on the bed and pulled her hands above her head to tether the cuffs there. Her body moved on the bed, echoing the sensations that were pouring through the link. More intense than anything she’d gotten from him before…Why hadn’t she thought about this possibility?

Then Lance was tugging at her ankles, spreading her legs apart and she moaned in protest. No…No teasing now….Please…She pulled against the bonds moaning, defenseless against the onslaught of emotions and sensations.

Then there was warmth…Lance’s skin against hers, his breath on her neck, his hands on her breasts. Touching, stroking, pulling at her nipples made extra sensitive by her pregnancy…She cried out and she felt a small ripple of surprise through the link. He hadn’t known then…But she was swept away again by a fresh wave of sensations, her fingertips twitching with the echoes of soft skin.

Lance’s mouth was on hers swallowing her whimpers as she strained against him. Please…Touch me…I’m going to go crazy like this…He was enjoying it too much to stop. His hands roamed across her belly, stroking downwards skirting around her center to play teasingly along the inside of her thighs.

“Please Lance….Please…” He was chuckling in her ear now and his fingers moved a little closer...”Please let me come…”

Then his fingers were right there…Oh God! She felt like she was going to explode. His lips found hers again and she screamed into his mouth as she came hard. He didn’t stop there, fingers rubbing and stroking her to another peak. And for a moment the sensations overwhelmed the link with Remy…Then afterwards she felt Remy’s dry amusement. The secondhand sensations dimmed and became more tolerable and she sighed in relief.

“Better?” Lance stilled his hands for a moment.

“Yeah…That got his attention…He’s um…toned it down.” Marissa heart was still pounding. “I don’t think he meant to…”

Then Lance was kissing her again, this time slower, gentler and his hands began to stroke her caressingly. His body pressed against hers and she felt the hardness of him against her clit. She moaned and strained against him, pulling against her bonds.

Then he shifted against her and she felt him slipping inside her and he groaned. He lay still for a moment, just kissing and caressing her. Then he began to pump his hips slowly and lazily. Marissa whimpered at the slow pace…her body was still begging for more.

“Marissa…sweet Marissa…I want to fuck you all night…” Lance was whispering in her ear, his breath warm on her neck. “I want to make you come over and over again…Oh God you feel so good…” He continued to whisper in her ear as he fucked her slowly until his breathing became hoarse and ragged. Then his pace began to quicken and his thrusts became harder.

“Oh God…Lance…” Her body tensed under him and she came again. His pace quickened once more and he was no longer whispering, his breath coming in ragged grunts and gasps. She felt the bed…no the room trembling…and felt a brief stab of worry…then she was coming again and he was calling her name. His thrusts came harder and faster.

“Oh…Jesus…Marissa….” His cock seemed to swell inside her and it jerked with the force of his orgasm and the room shook again. He groaned and held himself still for a moment until the trembling stopped. Then he was pulling the cuffs free of their tethers and wrapping his arms around her, holding her close to his pounding heart.

“You O.K. Lance? That’s never happened before.” Marissa snuggled closer, enjoying the feel of his strong arms around her.

“Yeah…I’m fine…Like I said, Wanda never lets me have you to myself.” Lance nuzzled her hair and kissed her ear. “You…I love Wanda…but…”

“It’s O.K. I love you too.”

“Don’t ever leave us again.” Lance’s arms were almost too tight.

“I won’t.”