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Scott
pressed the set of keys into his younger brother's palm with a smile.
"You look nervous, Alex."
Alex closed his fingers over the
keys and looked at Scott with a sheepish smile. "Maybe I am, a little."
"Relax, everything
is all set up. It will be a perfect weekend."
"It's just that....jeeze
Scott, this will be the first time we've had a chance to be alone together.
I mean really alone."
"You've been
alone with women before, Alex."
"Yeah, but none
of them like her."
Scott smiled at the faraway look
that came into Alex's eyes at the mere thought of Lorna Dane, remembering
a time when the mention of Jean's name had the same effect on him.
"You're in love
with her."
Alex pushed all his breath out
slowly, running a hand through his shaggy blonde hair.
"Yeah."
"Congratulations."
Scott grinned widely.
"I don't know,
Scotty. We haven't said it to one another yet. I don't even
know if she feels the same way..."
"You'll know
by the end of this weekend."
"That's what
I'm afraid of...."
* * *
Jean held up
a creamy white sundress, smiling at Lorna's ironic choice of attire for
her weekend getaway. Lorna looked up from sorting out her other belongings,
her green eyes wide.
"Do you like
the dress?" she asked anxciously.
"It's pretty.
I bet you look great in it." Jean folded the dress carefully and
laid it back in the other girl's suitcase.
"Do you think
Alex will like it?"
"Lorna, Alex
would think you looked stunning in chartruese burlap."
The green-haired girl laughed nervously
in response, bending her head to hide her blush. Jean tried to ignore
all the mental pictures that washed off the girl but some of them were
too vividly insistent. A charming smile and sparkling blue eyes,
the way lips parted slightly right before meeting her own. It was
almost enough to bring a blush to Jean's cheeks as well. She didn't
have to be a telepath to see that the girl was deeply in love with Alex
Summers, or to notice that she was more than a little flustered.
"Are you excited
about this weekend, Lorna?" she asked.
"Oh, yes!
I mean, Alex and I haven't really had a lot of time to ourselves... someone
is always around here."
"And Bobby hasn't
made it easy for the two of you, I know."
Lorna lowered her lashes and looked
away. Jean could read her regret easily, and her concern. She
knew that Lorna had never meant to hurt Bobby, she just wished that Bobby
could believe that too. Jean had seen the instant attraction between
Lorna and Alex and had known, having experienced the same thing with Scott,
that no force on earth could stop it.
"I love Alex."
Lorna said softly.
"I know." Jean
smiled gently and laid a hand on Lorna's shoulder. In that moment
she was assailed by the other girl's thoughts and the reason for her apprehension
became clear.
"It will be
your first time." She mummered quietly.
"Oh, Jean!"
Lorna covered her face with her hands, her blush spreading. Jean
wrapped a friendly arm around her and drew her into a tight hug.
"Now just listen
to me..."
* * *
Alex held the
car door open for Lorna and she got out with a grateful smile, standing
on her tiptoes to stretch after the long car ride. Alex caught his
arms around her waist and smiled playfully as her arms came to rest around
his neck. They gazed into each other's eyes for several long moments
before Alex cleared his throat nervously,
"So, what do
you think about the place?"
Lorna turned her face to look at
the little cabin nestled in the wildnerness. She could see the sparkle
of sunlight on lakewater behind the quaint building and smiled.
"It's beautiful."
Alex reached a hand to tuck an
emerald curl behind one of her ears before pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"I'm glad you
like it." He took one of her hands and led her up the stone path
to the front door of the house. He fumbled a little for the keys
in his pocket before finding them and unlocking the door. They stepped
into the cool semi-darkness and he could feel her smile warm the room.
Scott had set up everything as promised right down to the sweet smelling
candles just waiting to be lit.
"You take a
look around and I'll get our luggage." He gave her hand a squeeze
before stepping back out into the sunlight.
Lorna walked around the small living
room, noting the absence of a television with a smile. She explored
the neat kitchen, found the bathroom and finally came to the last room
in the house. The bedroom was beautiful, french doors opening onto
the back porch with a view of the tree-framed lake. She lay one hand
to the smooth surface of the large bed, testing the soft matteress as she
imagined putting it to good use.
Alex quietly
set down their luggage and watched Lorna for several moments before coming
up behind her and lacing his arms around her waist. She gave a small
start and looked over her shoulder with a soft smile.
"I didn't hear
you come in" she said, pressing her back against the length of his body.
"You looked
deep in thought." He leaned down and nuzzled her neck lightly with
the tip of his nose, placing a kiss in the hollow of her throat.
She turned her face, catching his earlobe between her teeth and gently
nibbling on it until he broke away with a deep moan. Alex longed
to continue their seductive play but he also wanted to wait, drawing out
the exquisite sensual tension that had building between them since the
day they first met.
"Are you tired?"
he asked, a husky catch in his voice.
"A little,"
she admitted, "It was a long drive."
"And I kept
you awake with all that conversation." He smiled.
"I love talking
to you, Alex."
He lifted her gently and set her
on the edge of the bed. A curious smile curved her lips as he knelt
down, removing one of her shoes and then the other, his fingers lingering
over the arches of her feet.
"Why don't you
take a little nap while I take care of some things around here?"
"What kind of
things?" she asked, a small frown furrowing her brow.
"Well, I wanted
to cook you dinner, if you insist on ruining the surprise."
She grinned and lay back onto the
bed. He stood transfixed for several moments by the site of her beautiful
face framed by long green curls fanned out on the pillow behind her head.
He finally pulled a light blanket over her, kissing her lips lightly.
"Sleep well."
* * *
Lorna woke up
just as the sun was painting the lake in the shimmering reds and purples
of sunset. She yawned and stretched with a smile, remembering where
she was and who she was with. Alex. And only Alex. No
meddling teammates, no telepaths. Just her and him. Anticipation
curled in her belly and made her pulse flutter. She could hear Alex,
humming in the kitchen as she got out of bed. She lifted her bag
to the bed and opening it, shaking out the long white summer dress she
had packed. She pushed the door shut with a soft magnetic wave, smiling
as she peeled off her shorts and shirt. She discarded her bra as
well before pulling the soft material of the dress over her head.
It settled over her generous curves with a whisper, clinging and flowing
at the same time. She moved to the mirror and coaxed her curls into
a shining cascade down her back. When she was satisfied with the
results she bent to slip her feet into delicate sandals, fastening the
straps with fingers that shook slightly.
The door opened
quietly as she slipped out into the house. Everywhere she looked
candles glowed softly, filling the air with the smell of vanilla and wax.
Alex's deep baritone became louder as she moved towards the kitchen, her
heart pounding frightfully. He looked up at the sound of her step,
all the breath leaving his body as he saw her framed in the doorway.
"You look beautiful"
he breathed, feeling suddenly foolish in his cooks apron. His heart
jumped as she smiled, managing somehow to look even more lovely than she
had moments before.
"Dinner smells
good."
"It's...um...it's
almost ready" he stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from her.
"Is there anything
I can do to help?"
"Yes, set the
table before I burn everything in my utter distraction."
She turned with a grin, leaving
him to put the finishing touches on their meal as she set the candlit table.
Moments later Alex, sans apron, was seated across from her the table full
of steaming plates that smelled heavenly.
"I didn't know
you cooked" she said, watching him pour two glasses of blush colored wine.
"I try to hide
the fact that I can cook so I don't end up pulling kitchen duty at Xavier's"
he replied with a smile.
They enjoyed the meal among interludes
of soft conversation and long silences caught up in each other's eyes.
At last when only empty plates lay between them Alex leaned forward, moved
by the sparkle of candlight in Lorna's green eyes.
"I was so alone
until I found you" he managed to whisper. She reached across the
table to take one of his hands, the sentiment ringing deeply in her own
soul. It was one of the things that joined them deeply, both having
lost their family early.
"Now you'll
never have to be alone again" she replied, afraid of the intensity of the
moment but tingling with a strange elation at the same time.
"Lorna, I...
I..."
"Yes?" She leaned
forward anxciously.
"I should do
the dishes." He rose quickly, struggling to hide the emotion that
had overcome him, the same emotion that threatened him everytime she was
near.
She watched him clear the table
and move to the kitchen in confusion. Was something wrong, she wondered.
The it dawned on her with a slow smile. Alex was as nervous as she
was.
Alex finished
the dishes, cursing his nervousness. He just couldn't think straight
when Lorna was in the room. She stole all reason from him with her
gentle smiles and soft gazes. It was the first time he had ever felt
this way about a woman. He'd had no small amount of experience with
women, but she was entirely different. She enflamed him in ways no
other woman could. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He could still smell the warm scent of her in the room. He couldn't
leave her sitting out there forever while he tried to martial his self-possesion.
He walked back into the living room, the explination on his lips falling
into silence as he realized she was gone. Desperation seized him.
She had left, disgusted with his nervous blundering! He paced the
room frantically, wondering what he should do when the open backdoor caught
his eye. He should go after her, that's what he should do.
He couldn't let her slip away from him. He rushed onto the back porch,
almost tripping over something in his haste. He looked down to see
her sandals in the candlight that had magically appeared on the porch.
His brow furrowed slightly in confusion.
"Took you long
enough."
He jerked his head up to see her,
standing barefoot on the soft lawn that sloped down to the shore of the
lake. Fireflies darted around her, creating a soft nimbus of light.
The moon had just appeared over the horizion, causing the white material
of her dress to shift over her in silver whispers. She was smiling
at him.
Alex took off his own shoes before
stepping off the porch, approching her slowly lest she vanish like a dream.
He stood before her for a long moment, afraid to touch her for the same
reason.
"Dance with
me" she whispered, placing one hand on his shoulder. Music came from
the house with a well placed magnetic impulse. He couldn't help but
smile as he gathered her close to him, swaying lightly with the music.
Their movements disturbed clouds of fireflies, the small insects settling
lightly on their bare arms before moving away to light the darkness.
The grass was cool on their feet, whispering as they passed over it.
She fit herself to him, laying her cheek to his shoulder as they drifted
together through the night. Alex could find no words to speak.
As if sensing his need she tilted her head up, her eyes drawing his lips
to hers in a teasing dance of their own. The kiss broke the thrall
of his nervousness, his body begining to respond where mind could not.
She suckled his lower lip for a long time before joining her tounge with
his. The movement of their dance was forgotten as he pulled her closer,
answering her kiss with one of his own. Their mouths engaged in a
gentle war, fingers tangling in the other's hair. She whispered his
name against his lips before slipping lightly from his grasp. His
fingers closed on air as he reached for her, head still spinning.
Soft silk obscured her in a flash of white as she drew the dress over her
head and Alex was overwhelmed by the sight of her before him. Moonlight
washed her alabaster curves and gilded the hardening peaks of her dusky
nipples. Slim fingers reached for the buttons of his shirt, sliding
them free and letting the material flutter to the ground. Sensitive
fingertips traced the hard planes of his chest, teasing his own nipples
and stealing his breath. She smiled with a hint of mischeviousness
before bending to touch the tip of her tounge to one of his hard peaks.
He gasped, speech found again,
"God, Lorna..."
Eyelashes swept his skin as she
tilted her head to look up at him with a smile. He reached one arm
around her to cup her deliciously curved backside through the thin material
of her panties. She pressed against his chest, her naked breasts
soft against his flesh. He captured her lips in another kiss, moving
as if he were in a dream. She drew him down towards the grass with
her, fingers deftly loosening his jeans at the same time. He allowed
her to undress him, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth as her
eyes widened at the sight between his well muscled legs. He was fully
aroused and knew from experience it was more than enough to cause even
the most experienced of women a moment of anxiety. No reaction could
have been more delightful than the silent "O" of Lorna's full lips and
the glitter of surprise in her eyes. She recovered her shock slowly,
still unable to look away from his impressive member as she ran strong
hands down the muscles of his arms, moving to straddle his lap. She
uttered a small sound of surprise as the tip of his erection brushed against
her panties. In response, she tightened her grip on Alex's shoulders
and brought her mouth down on his in another onslaught. Her body
found it's rythym easily, hips grinding against him with slow sensuality.
She trembled with the sensations each contact with his erection caused
her. He moaned deeply, the vibrations spreading throughout her entire
body from the door of their kiss.
Alex knew he couldn't take much
more, but he wanted this to last forever. He gently ended the kiss
and pushed her body back to lay in the grass like a sparkling jewel in
a case of green velvet. He bent over her, tasting her lips again
before moving downwards. He cupped her breasts reverently, amazed
by their perfection. His thumbs brushed the hard peaks of her nipples,
drawing a sweet and breathy moan from her lips. He leaned in, pulling
one nipple into the hot confines of his mouth. The effect of instantaneous,
her body begining to writhe and arch towards him eloquently. After
what seemed like an eternity of sweet torture to Lorna he moved on to worship
the other breast, trembling with the every frantic beat of her heart.
He leaned back, gazing into her heavy lidded eyes as his fingers gripped
the material of her panties, pulling them down the length of her slender
legs and tossing them aside. She closed her legs against his gaze
instinctually, a soft blush flooding the planes of her chest and cheeks.
"You are so
beautiful" he mummured, leaning forward to run his palms down the smooth
skin of her thighs. She relaxed under his touch, her eyes wide now
and watching him with breathless anticipation. He parted her legs
gently, moonlight glistening off the moist folds of her sex. He drew
in a sharp breath, never dreaming of such perfection. His fingers
trembled as he traced those folds, illicting a delicious symphony of moans
from Lorna. He lowered his lips to meet her netherlips in the most
intimate of kisses, her hips rising sharply in concert with her cry of
surprise. Her shock melted to delight as his tounge moved to taste
her before circling the hard bud of her clit. She never imagined
that a feeling like this could exist, her body trembling and thrusting
against the probing of his tounge.
Alex drew back after several long
moments, plesantly surprised by the strength of her response. He
knew he could wait no longer to be a part of her every sensation.
He brought his hips to nestle between her legs, groaning as the head of
his manhood came in contact with the slick folds of her flowering womanhood.
Her hips came up to meet his, burying the tip of his erection in the tight
opening of her pussy. He pushed forward, shuddering as her hot, tight
sheath began to close around the length of him. She moaned shakily,
overwhelmed by the sudden fullness, her eyes opening slowly as he stopped
his forward progress. He looked down at her in trembling surprise,
his head resting against her unbreached maidenhead.
"Lorna," he
managed to rasp, "I didn't know..." His body shook with the effort
of his restraint.
"Alex."
She smiled slowly, her eyes bottomless pools of green as she looked up
at his shocked expression.
"I love you"
she said simply.
He felt her maidenhead break as
he thrust forward.
"I love you!"
he cried with each deepening thrust. She matched his thrusts, momentairy
pain fading into mere memory as her body answered his desire and made it
her own. The moved together, climbing the pinnacles of ecstacy, lost
in each other. He felt the trembling beginings of her orgasm, her
muscles grasping him tightly within her secret depths. He tried to
hold back his own pleasure but as her body arched towards a moonlit sky
shattered into a million points of starlight by her echoing cry, he spilled
himself into her in. She continued to shake, trapped in the throes
of an orgasm that seemed to be fed by his own until it swallowed them both
anew.
He came to himself slowly, unaware
of how much time had passed as he lay atop her, body tangled in her arms
and still buried deep inside her. Her chest rose with shuddering
streadiness under his, her head still tilted back and fixed with an expression
of sensual fullfilment. He smiled at her moan of disapproval as he
withdrew from her, shifting his weight from her and wrapping his arms around
her. He was overwhelmed again by the weight of his feeling for her
and the magnitude of her gift to him this night, far more precious than
he had anticipated. He held her to him, fingers taming the tangled
mass of her curls and picking blades of grass from their soft grasp.
Lips nuzzled her ear before whispering,
"Thank you."
He drew back to search her face,
frowning in surprise before laughter rumbled deep in his chest. She
was sleeping soundly in his arms, lips curved in a delicate smile and sable
lashes kissing her cheeks. With a last chuckle he pressed a soft
kiss to her cheek before he decided to join her in slumber, curling around
her in the cool grass.
"I love you"
he said before his breath slowed to match hers and sleep claimed him as
well.
This story was written in response to those of you who have criticized
my lack of taste and to those of you who suspected that I could write no
more than "perverted porn-inspired trash". It is for those of you
who have long desired to see Polaris enjoy herself in a more adult fashion
within a romantic context but who have refused to take up the pen and do
the deed yourself.
I will admit, freely, that this is my first attempt at using sex
in a purely romantic context and that it is much harder to write than the
"smut" you are used to seeing from me. Let me know if I'm still falling
short of the mark, it is a medium that I plan to explore further in the
future and I am not writing merely to please myself here.
