X-Man's Diaries: Shatterglass (2)
The next day I was looking forward to spending the time after classes with Victor but when I got to my room I found a small stack of boxes outside the door and when I went in to see what was up, Victor was packing his things!
"Vic?" I ask, worried, "What gives?"
He turned to me looking sullen. "Jules! I am soo sorry! We were fighting and I didn't think-! But when we made up I tried to get the room back but..." he nodded to his old bed, "my bed had already been reassigned....!" he grumbled.
I looked around him to see the unwelcome newcomer and saw a head of red hair. Vic moved in front of me and scrutinized my face. Whatever he saw there he seemed to approve of and relaxed. "Well, its my own fault. And it's not like we'll never see each other, right?"
"Right," I said, my annoyance naked for all to hear. "Besides, it is my fault too. We were both being stupid..."
Vic leaned in and kissed my cheek. "I thought you'd say that." he said smiling, "But don't beat yourself up. Beat me later. For now, come help me move?"
"Tph. I don't see why I should," I said but I stooped down to grab a box. "And I will be taking you up on that beating thing! Bloody and brutal: Be ready."
He laughed as he walked down the hall.
It took a few hours to get Vic settled in his new room with one of the first few people I met: Stella McKale. I didn't really talk to her much before but now that she was rooming with my boyfriend (my god that is alot more fun to say than I thought it'd be; "MY boyfriend!") we were gonna have to meet more often.
The job wasn't hurried by the fact that we made a game of distracting each other by switching between joking and play fighting to random (in my case clumsy) seduction.
When I did get back to my room I was in a good enough mood to attemped to be civil to the... usurper. If he moved while I was away I couldn't tell. I took the oppurtunity to get a good look at him. He was asleep, and I was thankful for it; it I could stare openly without feeling too guilty. He had red hair that had black streaks in front. Long lashes rested on his cheeks as well as a dusting of freckles. Full lips parted in a silent snore. He was skinny, and tall and I realized why Vic was worried.
Of course this didn't change anything. I just traded my wyvern for eye candy. I was still annoyed.
Still... I wonder what my new roomie's powers were...
I had moved on to my hobby: mixing essential oils. I know what you were thinking, rock collecting? Nope. After working with rocks and crystals all day you get tired of it y'know? Anyway. I was mixing a cologn for myself when Victor knocked on the door and peeked in. "You ready?" he asked, knowing the answer: "Yeah! let's go!"
I grabbed my jacket and jogged past the sleeping new guy. As we walked Vic asked, "So that new guy's kinda cute, right?" he glanced in my direction.
I smiled. "Yeah. kinda."
"Dude you suck. How can I trust him?!" he half laughed and half cried.
"Trust me," I smirked.
"I'm not gonna get any sleep tonight..."
We were in Vic's car and I leaned in to kiss his neck. "That might be a good thing. So. where to?"
"I was thinking that new mummy movie." it was his turn to smirk.
"I hate scary movies..." I mumbled.
"I know. But don't worry. I'll hold you real close."
I shuddered "Uck. I feel all sappy and hokey."
"Haha! Me too!"
Silence
"I like feeling sappy and hokey..." Victor said still smiling.
"Me too..." I laid back and to enjoy the ride to the theatre... until he turned on Kid Rock...
The movie was just as gory and as scary as was promised. And I was just as scared as I'd predicted. At least I managed to avoid pissing myself or cuddling into Vic like a sissy-boy. Bully for me! Though, when I didn't he seemed a little dissapointed but just until he thought to do so himself.
"You don't have to act all brave for me," he said feeling me shake a little as he leaned a little against my shoulder.
"I'm not," I said.
"Liar..."
"Pfeh. I don't need you to protect me from the boogeyman..." I felt myself blush.
He leaned in more. "And what if I need you?"
I smiled and turned one of his favorite words on him: "Liar..."
He put his hand on my wrist and I heard him breathe in deep.
"Y'know," I muttered, "That's almost creepy..."
"I know," he sighed and kissed my cheek. It made me shiver, 'but I can't help it. Your smell...!" His breath brushed over my lips and that was the end of the conversation.
We were so preoccupied that we didn't notice that the movie had ended until: "EWWWWW,!" We pulled apart and looked up to see a guy about our age staring down t us. "Now before someone goes off and calls me a homophobe, let me just say that aint the case." he adressed the small group who had stopped to pay attention to the comotion. "Go ahead and sleep with other guys if you want! But a lizard dude?" I felt my face heat.
"Ya!" Another dude said to me. "If you must date a guy why an obvious mutant?"
I felt anger rise like bile in the back of my throat but swallowed it and smiled. "Because the two of you are way too simple for my tastes. It is no business of yours who I date. Unless, of course you've both fallen in love with me?" While they sputtered I continued, "Not that that matters anyways: I'm with him because I LIKE him. Nuff said."
A pause here.
"Hahaha!" the first dude laughed after a moment, "You'd better hold on to him real tight, Scales! He's a real gem!"
"He is,"Vic said, glaring.
I looked at him but couldn't read his face. Why won't he say something more? Do something more?
I was ready for a fight. "Make a move or step off. But I assure you: If the next words out of your mouths aren't good bye we are gonna fight, and you'll lose."
"Heheheh! No worries!" the first guy said, "I'm not dumb enough to take on one-maybe two- mutants by myself." And left bearing an odd grin. The other guy said nothing so we strolled by. Then he muttered to our backs "Fuckin mutifreaks..."
The powder keg of anger I'd been sitting on was waiting for such a light. I turned on him, grabbed his collar and demanded, "You got something to say?!"
"Fuck you freak-lover!!" He punched me in the nose and I felt his hand break but my nose was just fine. He fell back swearing and I had had enough. The hand he was cradling had a class ring on it and as soon as I focused on it, it began to rise into the air bringing the crushed hand with it
"Apologize!" I demanded. All he could do was scream but I didn't care. I would have continued but something green hit me in the throat and I went down choking. I recovered and looked up to see what'd hit me. It was Vic! He stared down at me his face unreadable. "That is NOT how we do things." He said. "Get up. We're going home."
Hurt and surprised I followed him out the door.
"Vic?" I said, trying to catch up to a boyfriend who didn't seem to have any real interest in waiting for me. "Vic! What's wrong?!" He continued to ignore me and stormed out the door so I didn't say another word. We made it to the car in complete silence.
Once we were inside Vic rested his head against the stearing wheel and breathed so hard and rapidly that at first I'd thought he was crying but when he looked at me there was anger-true anger. Not the hurt feelings look of our first fight or annoyed look I earn every so often. I'd offended something deep in his psyche and had no idea what I'd done wrong. "Vic... Talk to me... What's wrong?" I pleaded, trying to err on innocent defence more than the angry offence that was replacing my earlier fury.
"You really have no clue, do you?" He sounded almost astounded. "Did you see what you did to that guy in there?!" "Are you kidding me?!" I demand, giving up on innocence, "No way did he not deserve-" "That's not your call to make! You can't treat peop-" "After what he said about, you I could!" "What you did to him was exactly what he was talking about!" "If he'd had any idea what I'd do he'd've kept his mouth shut!!"
"We're going in circles here. Look. We can't use our powers for our personal squables against normal folks! And you need to reign in your emotions!"
I balked. "'I need to-' What the- What the hell!? How dare you! We've been dating what two-no now three days!
"And how long have we known each other before that, huh? Three months give or take, and in that time I'v seen you!" He took a deep breath and calmed down. "When you're happy it flows from you, in everything you do. Everything you touch." He reached around with his left hand for my face but I caught it and held it off. "But when you're angry its just the same." He continued, "It spreads over everything around you. Unless you can find something to focus it on; then you torture or break it." The symbolism wasn't lost on me and I considered poinnting out that, technically, that dude in the theatre broke his own hand. It just happened to be against my face... Yea. It sounded petty to me too...
"I'm surprised it hasn't spilled over into your powers." No, folks: He doesn't know what happened in the prologue...
"I don't see what the big deal is," I said, too embarrassed to be pissed, how could he have me so thoroughly pegged? "I have control over my powers. I thought that meant that no one can challenge me for free."
"Not for an X-Man it doesn't." As he said it he seemed to stop being my Vic. This must have been Anole, the X-Man. "Control is just one step in our goal. Our goal: to encourage peaceful living between mutants and other humans. Another step towards that goal is to protect humanity from those of us who would abuse our gifts against normal people."
He was talking calmly and sounding oh so reasonable. But...
"So what?" I asked, "We just let them walk all over us?"
"No," he said, "We defend ourselves when necissary." He smiled and all of sudden he was Vic again. "And I was completely behind you until you used your powers."
He frowned then and reached for me again. I let him touch me this time but flinched from the previously unnoticed pain in my throat. "Hold still." "Ow. geroff! I'm fine" I croaked. Great now I had a cough trapped in my throat... "I'm fine I promise!" I tried to fight him off. "Hahaha. Quit it and hold still or I really will hurt you."
A little more clowning around and were still in our seats but the fun had turned a predictable direction and I found myself tuggin and massaging his boner, milking a bit of pre from the slit.
"I wonder how that guy is doing...?"
Vic became very alert. He sat up and started the car. "I'd rather not find out?" Even as he said it I noticed the flashing lights of emergency vehicles. I asked "But don't I have some sort of responsibilty?" "Yeah but I don' twanna risk you with the boys in blue just yet. Let's talk to the Professor first. He can, uh, explain better than we can." And we pulled out of the parking lot.
"So we can't hold the police up to the X-mens' high standards, huh?"
"..."
I laughed. "I know, I know. self sacrifice and all that. Its cool. And I get it, kinda, but-" That's when the coughing started. I just couldn't hold them back anymore. First one, then another, and so on until I barely had time to breathe in between hacking coughing.
Vic drove for maybe another minute before, worried about me, he stopped in a parking lot and reached with his left hand to pat my chest. It was starting bug me that he wouldn't touch me with his right arm...
"God..." Vic muttered to himself, "I preach about control just after I pull something like this! I'm so sorry Jules!" touched my throat again.
"Owowow..." I said and closed my eyes but I didn't flinch this time. "I'm ok, ok?"
"No. Not ok..." I heard his seatbelt click. I felt a slick wetness that I would have sworn was a tongue but Vic was too far away to do it but when I looked at him it was to see a purple tongue sticking half a foot out of his mouth. I felt my body become the picture of shock. Eyes wide. Jaw drop. Muscles rigid. I gasped and a squeaked out a "Woah..!" By the time I finished my reaction Vic had his tongue tucked back into place and was sitting straight back in his seat looking shocked. "I-I-I'm sorry, Jules! I jus- I mean It was so- I've wanted to do that for-"
"I didn't know you could do that, Vic..."
"It freaked you out didn't it...?" I had to think about it because I was definitely a little shaken. But it was still Victor Borkowski. My Vic. Just a part that I didn't know before now. "A little but..." I leaned in and kissed him. When he kissed me back I took in as much of him as I could and pulled away without letting go. We ended up an inch away from each other still connected. It was way weird and kinda gross, but... "it has possibilities..." "We don't have to do this often...?" I collapsed against him, head in his lap and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Thanks..."
"Heh. Hey, Jules, while you're down there..." he batted my head away to whip out his still half-hard cock. The smell of his precum was still new to me but alluring just the same. I cleaned as best as I could with my tongue before sucking on the head drawing more pre out of him. I didn't know how good this tasted! I tried to get more of him in but my aching throat saw to it that only the head got any attention. Still, judging from Victor's moaning and squirming, it seemed to be doing the job.
"Ohh, man," He groaned, "Jules, I gotta fuck, man..."
I gasped and almost choked on his cock. After sputtering I managed to wheeze a strangled "B-but I don't know how!"
"If you want to learn I can teach you." He said, messaging my neck.
After thinking hard about it, sucking lightly on Vic's pud the whole time, I decided that I really wasn't ready.
It didn't matter much because my continued sucking had driven Victor wild while I was deep in thought. "Fuck it!" He'd said. He jumped out of the car (and my mouth) and pulled me out playfully a second later. He opend the door to the back seat and turned to me. "Get in. Lay down. Shut up."
I was about to object but I was intrigued by this new, forceful Victor Borkowski. I complied with little more than a smirk and a warning glance. He left the door open so I let my legs dangle out. A few moments later and he had opened the other door and was climbing over me in the 69 position. He'd managed to lose his pants and I was left staring at his ass and balls with his precumming prick sliding down my face. I caught it in my mouth as he fumbled with my pants. As I began working it I'd lost track of what Vic was doing. I froze when I felt his tongue slide along my crack.
"Chill," he said, "You're not ready to get fucked yet; but that doesn't mean we can't ease nto it now..." And with that, he lifted my legs, tucked them under his arms and spread my cheeks further apart. "Ohh, yea..." He sighed appreciatively. "Now I know this was a good idea." He slicked his tongue along the bottom of my dick, over my balls, and swirled over my anus, sending a shiver through me. "Oh, yes..." He hissed, "this is going to be SWEET! Keep sucking. It helps me... perform better"
Nervous as all hell, I did my best on his dick, and, if anything, they helped me get more of him down. I heard him murr and felt him adjust himself but was still caught off guard by the sensation of his tongue on my hole. I whimpered into him which made his dick jump. He sighed, his hot breath carressing my ass and nuts, as he slipped his tongue in. I clenched in reflex but he used his hands to message and knead my cheeks until I relaxed before plunging on. I craned my head at the feeling, and reciprocating as much as I could on Vic's peice. At one point he touched something inside of me that sent my head spinning, and caused me to moan loudly into his cock. It felt pretty deep in there and I wondered only breifly how long his tongue actually was. The moment passed however when Vic, Pleased by my reaction slipped in more tongue and wiggled it over my spot. I squirmed and writhed and moaned under him, not paying attention to the sounds of his approaching climax. He pulled his tongue out part of the way before lapping deeper than before. I threw my head back once more and found my nose in his balls. I had swallowed every quaking inch. I only had a moment to feel proud of this accomplishment before I was presented with my next challenge: swallowing copious amounts of Victor's jizz. I failed. I coughed and sputtered out his cock and earned a faceful of hot cum for my work. To avoid the rest, I scoot up some un til his balls were below my chin.
When I was sure I could open my eyes, I wiped my face looking for a clean spot and finding none. "Ewww... I've been slimed"
Vic looked back over his shoulder without withdrawing his tongue. It was slurred but I managed to hear: "Dude, you look so hot right now!"
I laughed at how funny he sounded the looked at the scene presented to me: His chute winking at me. a perfect cheek to my left and right. the expression on his face was of afterglow with his tongue lolling out. It wouldn't be too much of a stretch to imagine him begging for round two like that.
"So do you," I said.
He smiled (was that a blush?) and repositioned so that he squatted between my legs. He continued his oral assault on my innards while he reached up and started jacking me. He licked my spot in time with the jerks and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. All the while, Vic's eyes never left my face. He reached with his right hand, slipped it under my shirt and pinched my right nipple and undid me completely. I came. Loads. As I did so Victor withdrew and jammed me down his throat, swallowing like a pro. My first shot had stuck to the ceiling and was slowly dripping, threatening to land on Vic's head. He noticed and with a lightening quick motion, licked off before it dripped.
"Whoa..." I breathed.
"Well, yeah," he said, "I can move it really fa-"
"Not that, dolt," I laughed, "...I... I think I wanna try being on bottom..."
Vic's green eyes lit up as he climbed back over me to lick some of his own cum from my face before kissing me. The tastes of me and him mingling in our mouths made me giddy.
I sat up in his lap kissed him more modestly when the car dipped forward like something landed on top of the hood. We glanced at each other then out the window to see the lower half of an X-Men's uniform. A hand was zipping up the fly.
"Let's go, fearless leader!" The voice was male but I knew it would be and when he stooped down I flinched back into Vick. I swear to God he looked just like the mummy from the movie. I freaked. He smiled at my reaction and laughed. "So this is Anole's pretty new boyfriend, eh? Seems kinda young. 'Specially when he's spooked!"
"What's going on, Malkin...?" Anole asked, annoyed.
"We got work, and you're the leader, remember?"
I decided I didn't like "Malkin" very much. "So go by yourselves. you don't need Vic to hold your hand do you?" I said.
"Oh. Well probably not." Malkin said, "At least, not as badly as you seem to need his hand."
Fury rushed in me so quickly I didn't even feel my power but the windshield exploded outward anyway. I regained control and halted the shards inches from Malkin.
"ENOUGH! Both of you!" Anole said, "Jullian. you wait at home. Jonas, let's go." We got out of the car and he jumped almost 30 feet straight up at a street lamp where I was blinded for a moment and lost sight of him.
"You may wanna fix the window before you get back. Nice to meet you Jullian."
"Same to you and, uh, watch your back, Jonas." I let the double meaning hang there. He smirked and did the same ninja-jumpin-trick that Anole had just done and was just as gone.
Sigh. So ends my first date...