Title: Ororo's World

Author: J. Marie

Pairings: Ororo/James, Rogue/Hue

Rating: NC-17

Summary: While in route back to their own time, a system malfunction sends Hue and James to an interesting alternate reality.

Series: This story is part of the "Other Worlds" series and is also a companion piece to "Shades of Grey". While it is not entirely necessary to read SoG before hand, I would recommend that you do so. The "Other Worlds" series consists of stories with a common theme but each is a stand-alone work so you don't need to read prior stories for continuity sake.

Disclaimers: Hue and James are my own creation, but Ororo and Rogue belong to Marvel and Twentieth Century Fox. This story is for entertainment purposes only, no money is being made and no infringement is intended.

Archive: Uh, anyone who already has permission to host my other stories are welcome to this one as well, if you're so inclined. If you're interested and have not asked for prior permission, please do before you archive this on any other site.

Feedback: Is, of course, always welcomed with opened arms and will be saved and cherished forever!

Author notes: In each story of this series, various member of the X-Men will find themselves interacting with other (and, occasionally, some of the same) members from an alternate reality (AR). Characters from the AR will be differentiated from the rest with the use of asterisks, to hopefully keep things clear. For example, *Marie* dictates that she is from the alternate reality. In this edition, *Ororo* is the leader of her world, thus the title. Characterizations are based on movieverse, for those who were included in the blockbuster. The main exception to this, will be the leader of whichever AR they happen to be visiting. Their personality MAY be the same but their mutant powers will NOT (unless I do the dark, twisted story running through my head, in which case the leader will retain his usual powers). I have also made a few adjustments to integrate comic details, such as Jean's eyes being green and Ororo's being blue (even if they weren't in the movie). Characters who didn't appear in the movie (or had parts so small they might as well not have been) are based on the comics and/or a combination of other sources, including fan fiction. For this series, not to mention any of my others, Scott's eyes, should they be seen, are BLUE. Why? Because I'm the writer and I can do what I want! LOL! Actually, they're blue because, to ME, James Marsden *IS* Scott and he has AMAZING blue eyes.

Acknowledgements: Thanks to Karen, Chris and Taryn for their beta work. All of your corrections, comments and wonderful suggestions are very greatly appreciated.

Dedication: To Karen, for sending out this rabid little bunny and for keeping me motivated. Also, for all of you who felt sorry for Hue and wanted to see him and Rogue share some quality time together. Finally, for Chris, for all sorts of reasons. :)

ORORO'S WORLD

James Summers closed his incredibly powerful eyes behind the cover of his dark glasses and slowly replayed the last few minutes in his mind as the teleportation device he and Hue were strapped into was activated for their return home. In particular, the young man's mind focused on the brief, but thoroughly pleasurable kiss he'd managed to sneak from Ororo. The much older mutant Goddess of the weather had long been the object of some of James' secret, and not so secret, fantasies. In his "real" time, Ororo was beginning to get on in years but he still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Frankly, James didn't think that would ever change. There was just something about her light mocha skin and her long white mane of hair that he found to be the epitome of sexy.

Picturing Ororo's face when he pulled back after gently brushing his lips against hers, James grinned happily at the memory of the heated cast to her dazed eyes, not to mention the breathless expression she had been wearing. It was most definitely a sight he would never forget, not as long as he lived.

Opening his eyes again, the grin still planted firmly on his handsome features, the son of Scott Summers looked to the man beside him. James felt his glee falter as a result of the sad, brooding expression on the face of his best friend. Hue had been quiet, subdued, ever since the battle with the Brotherhood had concluded. Clearly there was something bothering him so James set himself to the task of discovering just what that something was.

With an exaggerated sniffing action, he turned toward Hue with a very serious expression. "Hey," James called into his headset. "I smell smoke. You really should try not to think so hard. You're gonna fry the guidance system and who knows where the hell we'll wind up."

Hue turned his head slowly to face James, giving him a weak nod, his expression somber.

"Hue, c'mon, man, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Hue told him.

"Nothing my ass," James retorted with a snort. "You've got a good enough brood on to swipe the title of Brood King from my dad."

That comment managed to draw a slight smirk and a weak chuckle from Hue, his response just further proof that there was something indeed wrong.

"Look, Hue," James began softly, concern infusing his tone, "I know you're not much of a open-up-and-share-your-feelings kinda guy, but, man, you gotta know that you can always talk to me and it won't go any further. You do know that, right?"

"I know, James," Hue assured him. "I've lost count of the number of times that you've reminded me."

"Yeah," James replied regretfully. "So I guess you just don't trust me then, huh?"

Hue's brow furrowed as he quickly jerked his head around to again look at his best friend, his brother really, though James still didn't know that. "What the hell are you talking about, Tick?"

"I'm talking about you not trusting me!" he returned sharply, clearly hurt by Hue's refusal to open up to him. "I mean you must not trust me if you can't talk to me about what's going on. I share everything with you, man, the good, the bad and the ugly. You know more about me, about some of the stupid shit I've done in my life, than my parents do. And my mother's a fucking telepath!

"You've never, EVER, talked to me about your problems with your dad. You never talked to me about why you don't wanna date. You never talk to me about anything that really matters."

"James," Hue began gently, surprised by the pain and fire in the usually mellow man. "I…"

"Shut up! I'm not finished yet! I love you, Hue. I love you like a brother, man, but you can be so damn frustrating! Yeah, you've had a shitty life. It fucking sucks that you had to deal with everything that happened to you, but you know what, you aren't the only one who had it rough. My life wasn't all wine and roses, you know that!" James ranted angrily.

"I know, James and I…"

"QUIT INTERRUPTING! You didn't wanna talk so now it's my turn!" he shouted, throwing Hue a pointed look for good measure, one he knew his friend would recognize as a dangerous glare. "I'm not asking for your sympathy and I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just trying to understand why you don't feel like you can talk to me about the shit that really bothers you.

"I mean, yeah, you've told me about your dreams, the nightmares of the horrible existence you grew up in, and that's great. You have to deal with that shit so you can put it behind you, but goddammit, you need to talk about the here and now too, Hue! If you don't wanna talk to me about it, that's fine, just fucking talk to someone, because I hate seeing you like this!"

After being verbally smacked down a second time, Hue had fallen into a reluctant silence. He had never considered that his brooding might have an impact on James. Never considered that his not talking about the things that bothered him could hurt his best friend. Hue didn't really know why he'd never spoken of those things to James. Most likely it was out of some sense of self-preservation fostered from his childhood -- never reveal anything that could be used against you -- though he knew he had nothing to worry about as far as James was concerned. Still, old lessons were hard to forget especially when they'd already caused so much pain.

Hue continued to mull over the situation while he awaited permission to speak. He studied James' frustrated visage for a few minutes longer then finally took the initiative once more, though this time he asked before trying to say anything else.

"Can I talk now?"

Clenching his teeth and releasing a harsh exhale through his nose, James responded with a very tight nod to the affirmative.

"I'm sorry," Hue began in a low, penitent tone. "I know how rough it was on you growing up. Frankly, I think I had an easier time than you did." Pausing briefly, he bowed his head sorrowfully before continuing. "As far as me not trusting you… James, there is nothing further from the truth. I do trust you and I'm sorry that I ever made you doubt that. I just… growing up I knew that anything I said could be used against me and I guess that's still there, somewhere in the back of mind.

"I know that you would never use anything I told you against me, and I know you'd never give anyone else a chance to either," Hue admitted freely. "You're right, as always, there are some things that I should talk about, that I NEED to talk about, and there's no one that I'd rather talk to than you.

"So thanks for the swift kick in the ass, I needed that. Now tell me the truth, was I really brooding bad enough to take the title from your dad?" he asked, his lips twitching from the effort of holding back a smile. Still, the thick tension inside the cockpit seemed to have eased somewhat.

James snorted, his expression softening. "Hell yeah you were," he returned, his tone then becoming more teasing. "I was beginning to wonder if you had Summers blood in you somewhere."

Hue gave a hearty laugh at that. "God forbid! Haven't I suffered enough horror?"

"Yes you have," James responded seriously before the teasing quality returned. "Besides, you don't have what it takes to be a Summers. Don't feel bad though, very few do."

"I guess I'll just have to live with the disappointment," Hue chuckled.

"Yeah. The few… the cool… the Summers," James recited smugly.

The tension now fully dissolved, the pair laughed boisterously. They barely had time to enjoy their usual teasing camaraderie however before they were jolted roughly in their seats and a warning alarm began to wail. In an instant, James and Hue were all business, working together to assess the situation.

"Son of a bitch," James muttered tightly, fighting the controls of the timeship they were aboard.

"It felt like we hit something," Hue commented while checking a series of dials.

"Well, whatever the hell it was, it's knocked us off course."

"Can you correct it?"

"Not from out here," James responded in frustration. "I'm gonna have to land, make some repairs then start again."

Hue's left brow rose high in a sharp arc. "You got any idea where we are?"

Shaking his head, James spared his friend a glance as he began working the controls for an emergency landing. "No fucking clue."

The boys landed with a spine-wrenching jolt, bouncing forward in their seats to slam against their restraints.

"You still need practice on the landings, Tick," Hue goaded with a smirk as he cracked his neck.

"Hey, at least you didn't catch fire this time, what more do you want?"

"A nice smooth landing would be nice for once."

James snorted sharply. "You can bitch about my landings when we wind up dead or in more than one piece," he said with a grin while he began removing the belts holding him in his seat.

"Yeah, yeah," Hue chuckled good-naturedly as he released his own restraints. "This doesn't look too bad," he observed once they had disembarked from their transportation device.

They had been lucky to arrive in a small clearing surrounded by lush forest. The immediate area didn't appear to be inhabited, which was a good thing since they had no idea where they were or who, or even what they might run into. Just to be sure however, James made a very thorough visual scan on a number of wavelengths while Hue used other enhanced senses to search for potential threats.

"Yeah," James agreed carefully. "I don't see anything we need to be concerned about. I don't even see any animal life, but we probably scared it all off during our landing."

Hue widened his nostrils, sniffing the fresh, clean air once again. "I'm sure you're right," he nodded, turning to face James. "So, what do we need to do here?"

With a heavy sigh, James Summers turned his attention from surveying the forest to checking the damage on their vehicle. "I don't even know yet. It'll take me awhile to assess the damage. I can't imagine what we could've collided with."

"It doesn't matter too much, we can't change what's already happened."

"Yeah, it won't matter as long as I can repair the systems so we can get back to own timeline," James remarked as he set himself to the task before him.

"You can," Hue assured him confidently. "You're a genius, remember?"

James snorted. "I think I'm the one who's supposed to remind you of that?"

"Well, you don't NEED to remind me, but you do often enough," Hue razzed good-naturedly while he went to work checking components under James' direction.

The humid heat of the forest surrounding them had both James and Hue sweating in no time at all. Within a matter of minutes, each had removed his shirt, their well-muscled torsos already glistening with perspiration. That had been some time ago, though neither of them was certain exactly how long they'd been working. Considering that the intense heat of mid-afternoon had cooled to a more bearable level with the encroachment of early evening, they figured it had been at least several hours. While the temperature change had made for a more comfortable working environment, it did little to stop the boys from sweating. Small rivers of perspiration followed the path of magnificently defined muscles down a pair of broad backs, bulging pectorals and rippling washboard stomachs.

"Shit," James muttered as he paused in his work to once again wipe sweat from his brow. "We're not gonna get this thing operational again today. Maybe you should take a look around for some shelter for the night."

"Good call," Hue agreed with a nod, "once the sun goes down the temperature's gonna drop quickly."

"Yeah, and you know how much I hate the cold."

"Well, I ain't gonna keep ya warm, that's for sure!"

"Aww…" James pouted in a mock whine. "C'mon, man, we can cuddle. It'll be fun."

"Not gonna happen, Summers," Hue retorted firmly, though his lips were twitching with mirth.

"Okay, now you sound like your dad," James chuckled.

Narrowing his eyes, Hue gave his friend a threatening glare that only made James laugh harder. "I'll deal with that insult later, Tick," he warned as he headed out in search of shelter.

"Try to find something with running water, will ya? I need a shower."

"Yes you do!" Hue agreed adamantly, holding his nose and making a face before turning back toward the forest.

"HEY! I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE!" James shouted after Hue as he disappeared into the thick woods. Chuckling at the usual friendly banter between him and his best friend, he went back to checking, resetting and double-checking the control instruments on their timeship.

James didn't know how long Hue had been gone, though it didn't seem like very long, when he heard footsteps approaching from the general direction the other man had disappeared. "That didn't take long," he called out without looking up from his work. "I hope you found someplace nice."

When Hue didn't respond right away, James glanced over his shoulder to see why. What he saw set his heart pounding while adrenaline pumped through his system. The person standing behind him was not Hue -- not by a long shot -- and neither were any of the others who had him fully surrounded.

Taking a moment to gauge the situation, James carefully scanned the circle of tall, absolutely gorgeous women clad in strips of leather and pieces of fur and carrying primitive spears as weapons. They didn't appear to be more curious than threatening, something that was quickly confirmed as the blond woman he was now facing spoke.

"Explain your presence in our territory."

"Sorry," James apologized in his most earnest tone. "We don't mean to trespass. We had a problem with our equipment and stopped to repair it, we didn't know there was anyone else around."

"'We'?" the woman asked, suspicious as she surveyed the surrounding area.

"My friend and I. He went in search of shelter for the night," James explained slowly, keeping his voice low and calm. He was in no danger from the group of what was clearly some sort of Amazon tribe. With his telekinetic powers he could easily deflect any attack and any use of his mutation would most certainly scare the women off as well.

Meanwhile, Hue had been conducting his search when he sensed a sudden jolt of surprise from his companion.

{{James?}}

{{We've got company,}} James' voice rang through his head.

{{Hostile?}} Hue sent back telepathically as he turned and sprinted back toward the clearing.

{{Nothing I can't handle, but you gotta see this.}}

{{I'm on my way.}}

Hue rushed back until he was almost to the edge of the forest then slowed so he could gauge the situation before proceeding. His nose alerted him to the presence of the party within range of James moments before he blinked in surprise at the sight that greeted his eyes. A group of twelve women -- all at least six feet tall, dressed mostly in leather and carrying spears -- had James surrounded, though none of them had a weapon raised. More than anything, they appeared inquisitive.

An image from a television show Hue had once watched with James popped into his head as a close representation of what he was seeing now. Xena: Warrior Princess always depicted women like the ones before him, strong and beautiful. Hue found himself wishing that he'd watched the show more often so he might have a little more idea of what to expect. He knew that the women in the show could be quite deadly, just like many of the women he knew in real life. Of course, Rogue was the first one to come to mind.

Finally deciding that he and James were better off if they stuck together, Hue started forward slowly, careful not to make any sudden or threatening movements. As he went, he used his enhanced senses to scan for any other imminent danger. There didn't appear to be any, but Hue's sensitive nose did pick up something, the thick, sweet musky smell of arousal, and it seemed to be coming from all of the women at once.

James continued to answer the questions put to him by the leader of the group while he awaited Hue's return. His acute vision caught sight of Hue in the distance, making his way carefully forward and slowly raised his hand to point him out.

"There," he told the blond. "My friend."

The leader, as well as the rest of the group, turned to observe Hue moving toward them. The women on the side from which he was approaching shifted their positions, clearing a path for him to join his friend.

Hue could detect a marked increase of arousal once the women saw him, the scent becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.

"You will come with us," the woman in command told the pair.

"Why?" Hue wanted to know.

"Trespassers must appear before our Queen," she responded levelly, lifting her chin slightly in silent order to her team.

The rest of the women moved closer, shifting the weapons in their hands to show that they meant business.

James and Hue exchanged a quick glance. They didn't have a lot of choice. They could certainly deal with any battle these women could throw at them, but it wouldn't get them anywhere. They would just be setting themselves up for further trouble since they still had repairs to make before they could leave.

Without further communication or delay, James nodded to the blond woman, sweeping his hand out in a gesture for her to take the lead. He and Hue then fell into step behind her, the rest of the group taking up positions behind them and on either side.

It was a fairly short walk, not more than fifteen minutes or so, before they arrived at the outskirts of a small village comprised of small wood and thatch buildings. Within the settlement, more women, many just young girls, paused in whatever tasks they were doing to stare at the pair of men being marched toward the center of the village. There didn't appear to me any men in the encampment, which was typical of true Amazon societies.

The boys were marched to the centermost structure where they were brought to stop.

With a quick look to her party, the blond woman conveyed silent instructions and then moved into the large hut before her. It was only a moment before the door opened again and she stepped back out, followed by a trio of other women.

The pair of men each snapped their heads around to face the other as the first woman appeared following the blond. She was every bit as beautiful as all the other women, with well toned and tanned skin showing around the buck-hide halter top and the skirt comprised of thick, heavy strips of auburn leather. What was different about this woman however, was the fact that she was a dead-ringer for the X-Woman, Kitty Pryde, also known as Shadowcat. This woman was younger than the one they knew, approximately the same age as James and Hue, mid-to-late twenties.

As *Kitty* stepped aside, another familiar form took her place in the doorway. Hue nearly swallowed his tongue when he caught sight of a Rogue lookalike clad in similar garb. The only physical differences between the woman before him now and the one he knew, and had loved for so long, were the absence of the characteristic white streaks framing her face and the color of her eyes. Rather than the clear emerald green he was used to looking into, this woman's eyes were a doe-like, dark chocolate color.

*Rogue* was quick to notice Hue's scrutiny and gave him a thoroughly sexy glance and grin as she did a little looking of her own. After a quick study of his face, her eyes traced down his amazing torso, which was pleasantly accentuated by the drops of moisture glistening against dark hair and deeply tanned skin in the setting sun. Continuing her perusal, *Rogue* was happy to discover that he seemed as affected by her as she was by him. While the slightly smaller man at his side was an amazing sight in his own right, the one staring so intently at her was the most delicious looking man she had ever laid eyes on, and she was quite certain she would never find anyone to challenge that title.

James was too busy gazing appreciatively at the two familiar women before him to notice Hue's reaction to *Rogue*. That was just about to change however, but before he could turn, the third woman moved into view. James blinked in stunned shock as he took in her flawless mocha colored skin and flowing white hair. The headpiece she wore signified her status as Queen and when he met the familiar sky blue eyes of a perfect likeness of Ororo Munroe, James could no longer fight the responses of his body at the heated look she gave him.

"What is your purpose in our territory," *Ororo* asked smoothly, directing her question to James, as she had yet to take her eyes off of him.

"We, uh…" James had to stop and clear his throat before beginning again. "We didn't mean to trespass. We merely stopped to make repairs to our vehicle."

"This one did appear to be manipulating some type of machine," the blond woman confirmed, then indicated Hue with a tilt of her head. "The other was concealed in the forest."

"I was looking for shelter for the night," Hue told the Queen, finally tearing his gaze off *Rogue*.

"He surrendered without a fight," she concluded.

*Ororo* glanced momentarily at Hue before settling her gaze back on James, licking her lips as she did so. "We will provide shelter and food for the night."

At the Queen's decree, a round of cheers went up around the camp.

"Forgive my tribe their outburst, they have seen few men and none who are such superior specimens as you," the white-haired woman apologized, her eyes straying down James' body while she spoke.

"That's very kind of you," James returned slowly, his tone slightly hoarse and thoroughly heated. "Thank you. I'm James, by the way, and this is Hue."

Accepting the gratitude with a slight inclination of her head, *Ororo* smiled at James once more. "My attendants will aid you if you wish to freshen from the heat of the day."

"I'd love a shower," James said aloud, though he didn't have much faith that such a simple people would have the facilities.

"Anything would be fine," Hue stated, shaking his head slightly.

"As you wish," *Ororo* replied softly, flicking her eyes first to *Kitty* and then to *Rogue*.

The two women stepped forward as one, the former moving to James' side and gesturing him off to the left. The latter stopped beside Hue then swept an arm to the right. The boys exchanged a subtle glance before following their respective guide in opposite directions.

Following a quick stop to retrieve a bar of homemade soap and a piece of rough-hewn cloth to use as a towel, *Kitty* lead James through the remaining half of the village then into the forest on the other side. As he hadn't ever heard the young woman speak, he refrained from asking questions as they walked. It wasn't until they reached a large rock formation and stopped that James finally questioned her.

"What's this?"

"You requested a shower," *Kitty* reminded him, even her voice an exact duplicate of the woman he knew.

James glanced around the area as his brow furrowed and he shook his head. "But there isn't any water."

"I must begin the flow," she told him, gesturing to a point above the rock face. "You may disrobe at any time, I cannot observe this area from above. You may call for me when you have finished."

"Okay," he nodded slowly, wondering about her statement, not that he cared. There had been a time, when he was young and still scrawny from his childhood, James was self-conscious about his body but that was no longer the case. *Kitty* had barely turned her back when he began to remove the remainder of his clothing. Kicking off his shoes and peeling off the damp socks beneath, James set them aside then reached for the fly of his jeans. A moment later, he wadded up the damp denim, placing the garment on his shoes before removing his underwear and tossing them into the pile. Lastly, James pulled off his ever-present sunglasses and put them with his other items.

Ready now for his shower, he moved across the damp rock to the place *Kitty* had indicated the water would come from and waited. Almost immediately James could hear a growing rush of water and he prepared himself for what would surely be a cold cascade. Within seconds the waterfall was at full force, crashing lightly over him. James was thoroughly shocked by the temperature of the water as the unexpected warmth soaked into his tensed muscles. He never would have believed that he could get a suitably hot shower in the middle of nowhere.

While James began the task of washing the sweat and grime from his body, he was completely unaware of the audience he had. The voyeur watched him for several minutes, following the flow of water that ran from muscular shoulders, down a strong back and over the curve of one amazing ass before continuing along thick, athletic thighs to bulging calves.

No longer satisfied simply watching, the woman started forward, removing her own clothing as she went. Once she was fully naked, she walked slowly toward the man positioned beneath the cascade of water. She was only a couple of feet from the magnificent specimen and he hadn't yet noticed her presence, not until she spoke.

"I thought perhaps you could use a hand to wash your back."

James Summers smiled appreciatively at the voice that greeted his ears. Turning his head enough to glance over his shoulder, he licked his lips at the sight of a naked *Ororo* standing proudly behind him. His eyes, now a dark violet as a result of his arousal, slowly raked down the length of the Queen's gorgeous body. Her usual attire hadn't left much to the imagination but seeing her in her full glory was like seeing the majestic beauty of a mountain sunrise for the very first time -- it simply took his breath away.

*Ororo's* breasts were full and perfectly shaped, her cocoa nipples already erect with arousal. James licked his lips again, wondering if she tasted like chocolate, as his gaze continued its downward journey. Her long, smooth torso blended into a pleasantly rippled stomach, which sported some definition without being bulky. Lower still, *Ororo's* hips flared in a shapely fashion, her thighs smooth and feminine with a small patch of snowy down centered between them. James quickly completed his survey of the woman's assets in a matter of seconds and then squarely met her heated gaze.

"You can wash anything you want," he told her in a husky tone, turning as he spoke to face her.

At the invitation, *Ororo* moved forward, stopping with mere inches separating her body from his. Her eyes strayed from James' as she brought her right hand up, placing it flat against his chest before trailing it downward along his torso.

James mimicked her action, raising one hand to her shoulder and then sliding it slowly down until he cupped one firm breast in the palm of his hand. He grinned at *Ororo's* sharp intake of breath as he lightly squeezed the pliable flesh. In the next instant, James' grin faltered, his eyes rolling back in his head while a loud groan spilled from his lips at the feeling of a hand wrapping firmly around his already erect penis.

"Perhaps we should save the washing for later," *Ororo* purred in his ear as she began to stroke him.

"Oh yeah," James moaned in agreement. Knowing that it wouldn't be long before he was ready to proceed, he shifted slightly to have better position to assure she was just as prepared. Leaning forward, James traced his tongue around the areola of *Ororo's* right breast, his left thumb and forefinger continuing to stimulate the other nipple. With his free hand, he teased the tips of the fingers across one hip before combing them lightly through the plush hair covering her mound. Crooking one thick digit, abundant practice paid off as James connected with her clit, pleased at the gasp it drew it from her as well as the moisture already present. Clearly *Ororo* wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Not more than a moment passed before both were ready and anxious to proceed. Pulling back slightly, James placed his hands on *Ororo's* shoulders, turning her slightly and guiding her so that her back rested against the smooth rock face behind her. Moving forward himself, he lifted her easily, positioning his cock at her opening and sliding slowly into her until she was sandwiched between James' hard body and the wall of granite.

*Ororo* dropped her head forward, her mouth latching onto the juncture of his neck and shoulder while she reveled in the sensation of his thick member stretching her wide, filling her like she had never been filled before.

James took a brief moment to allow her to adjust, while he used the time to control his already overtaxed senses. Chalk it up to too many fantasies centered around the woman before him -- or at least a perfect likeness of her -- that had him nearly ready to come as soon as he entered her. James had been quite popular once he finally started to beef up and after a period of intense training under (and above, and behind) his first lover, Jubilee. Now though, just the thought of being with *Ororo* threatened to turn him back into that kid with all the wet dreams.

"James," she breathed hotly in his ear after releasing his neck.

Pulling back as well, he met *'Ro's* deep blue gaze, enraptured by the intense desire he saw there. Leaning forward, James brought his lips down upon hers, immediately releasing his tongue to tease her mouth. *Ororo* was quick to copy the action, her own tongue springing forth to duel with his as each plundered and explored the other's mouth.

As the kiss deepened, James began to slowly move within her tight channel, pulling back almost to the point of complete withdrawal before pressing forward again. He increased his rhythm a little at a time, encouraged by *Ororo's* moans and whimpers, until he was rocking into her at a strong, steady cadence.

"Goddess, you're so tight, baby," James cooed appreciatively, using the former title of the woman he had known since he was a child. "You feel so good."

"More," *'Ro* pleaded breathlessly as she did her best to meet his thrusts with what little movement she was capable of. "Harder, James."

Never one to argue with a lady, especially one he was being intimate with, James Summers complied with the order, plunging into the tight heat surrounding him with increased force. At the same time, he slipped one hand between them, resting his large palm flat against her tensed stomach and insinuating his thumb through her folds to her clit.

*Ororo* jerked wildly, crying out sharply in pleasure, her inner muscles rippling momentarily while her body began to tremble with building passion. A constant moan began then in her throat as she dug her fingernails into James' back and hung on.

Knowing that she was getting close, he shifted slightly and then leaned forward, latching onto a nipple with his teeth. After a few seconds, James rolled his tongue around the tight nubbin before closing his full lips around it and beginning to suck.

The added stimulation caused *Ororo* to buck against him again and cry out even louder. She was panting heavily now, unable even to form words as James' thick, rock-hard cock plunged into her. The warm water crashing down on them from above only made the experience more amazing, like a million tongues lapping at her skin.

James was so close now, he could feel his scrotum tightening with impending release and he wanted to assure that *Ororo* was fully satisfied with the experience. Doubling the firmness and speed of the strokes working on her clitoris, he also increased the oral stimulation on her breasts. With a few more long, quick thrusts, James felt *Ororo's* inner walls clench tightly around him as she cried out in a series of panting, trembling vocalizations. It wasn't long after that when James' body tensed, his back arching as he slammed into her heat one more time and spilled his seed into the deepest recesses of her body.

Neither of them moved immediately, but rather both held absolutely still, cradled against one another as they each basked in post-orgasmic bliss.

Meanwhile, Hue was lead to a location, a short distance away, where he could bathe. Long before he and *Rogue* reached their destination, he could smell water. A slight hint of sulfur and other chemicals tipped him off to the presence of a hot spring even prior to being bathed in steam. *Rogue* didn't speak at all when she gestured toward the water then turned and walked away.

With a completely non-humorous, slightly bitter chuckle, Hue shook his head and removed his boots, socks and jeans. Underwear had always been a luxury to him growing up and he had never been able to get used to wearing them as an adult. Hue wadded his jeans up and tossed them to a dry spot on the ground. He was just about to move toward the pool when he heard footsteps behind him. Not thinking about his state of undress or the fact that he was more than a little aroused after following *Rogue* in her short skirt made of strips of leather. Hue was only thinking about assessing the possible threat.

He spun rapidly, crouching slightly into a stance more conducive to springing into action, when he saw who was approaching. Hue blinked, blushing mildly at the heated, appreciative gaze *Rogue* was bestowing upon him as he watched her brown eyes make a slow perusal of his anatomy.

"I'm sorry," she apologized softly, her voice a little different than the one he was used to. "I was merely retrieving soap and a towel," *Rogue* continued slowly, timidly offering the objects she was carrying. "I did not mean to startle you."

Hue swallowed roughly, watching as her eyes darkened further as they locked onto his partially erect organ, the desire making him instantly harder.

"That's all right," he said hoarsely.

*Rogue* nodded minutely, stepping forward until she was only a foot or so away from Hue. "If there is anything further that I may do for you, please ask," she purred seductively, her eyes once again dipping down to Hue's now straining cock.

"I…"

Licking her lips, *Rogue* met his intense hazel. "It's okay, I won't make you ask," she told him before dropping to her knees in front of him. "You don't mind do you?"

Arching a brow as his mind raced with possibilities, all Hue could do was shake his head.

"Good," *Rogue* purred happily, reaching out to wrap one delicate hand around his cock.

Hue's hips jerked involuntarily at the contact and he growled low his throat in response to the long, slow strokes of the woman's hand. Drawing in a sharp intake of air through his nose, he let his head fall against one shoulder, his eyes rolling back in their sockets at the first touch of *Rogue's* mouth. With a grunt, Hue jerked forward again, opening his eyes to watch each stroke of her hand and every lick of her tongue.

After passing the wet muscle over the tip of his cock once again, *Rogue* leaned closer, lifting his cock to suck lightly at his scrotum before running her lips up the length of his shaft. She smiled when Hue groaned again at the action of her swirling her tongue around his dusky head and going down on him.

It was all Hue could do to keep his knees from buckling when his dick was almost completely enveloped by the hot, wet cavern of *Rogue's* mouth. This was something that he'd been dreaming about since his late teens, something he had given up all hope of ever happening that night in the real Rogue's bedroom, or at least a past version of her. Now though, it was possible, and more than that, it was happening. Hue closed his eyes again, reveling in the incredible sensations of her tongue, lips and teeth grazing his cock as *Rogue* sucked on him. After a moment, the hot, wetness left him and he actually whimpered at the loss. Blinking his eyes open, he forced his focus onto the beautiful face below, meeting her gaze questioningly.

"Is this what you want, Hue?" she asked in a throaty purr.

"For starters," he replied roughly, lifting one hand to rest gently against her cheek.

With a wicked smile, *Rogue* returned to her task with relish, taking Hue back into her mouth and partly down her throat, doing her best to make him feel the ultimate in pleasure. It wasn't long before he began to thrust into her mouth so she relaxed, opening her throat further and allowing him to control the tempo while she focused on the pressure her lips were exerting on his cock.

Hue was quickly losing control, not only of his responses, but also of his inner beast. There was a growing need inside of him to take, to have, to possess and to mark this woman as his own. Those desires frightened him somewhat; they were the same extreme feral instincts that had been fostered in him as a youth, forcing him to live more as an animal than a man. Hue had always feared that would happen after hearing stories from Logan during his first few years at the mansion. That was a big part of why he hadn't been interested in dating. The last thing he needed to do was turn lustfully feral on some poor woman and scare her half-to-death. Of course, the other reason he had refrained from intimacy was that he had spent all those years waiting for the one he could never have. But then, now he could and after all that time of wanting, there was no way that Hue could stop the freight train of emotion behind him.

There was a building growl rumbling up from Hue's chest and he managed two more hard thrusts before he came with a loud howl. He panted harshly into the silence as *Rogue* worked to milk every last drop from his softening erection. Pulling back just far enough that she could no longer hold him in her mouth, Hue dropped to his knees and began pawing at the leather garments she wore. *Rogue* was all too happy to assist him in removing her clothing, in fact, there was an urgency to her movements that went a long way in helping his healing factor kick in.

Once *Rogue* had been divested of her clothing, Hue didn't waste any time in starting an exploration of her body to discover all her sweet, secret places. Recalling the passionate kiss he had shared with the past version of the Rogue he had grown up with, he was anxious to see how this woman would compare. Licking his lips, Hue leaned over her and pressed his mouth lightly to hers. He was just about to pull back, giving her a break, when long, slender fingers brushed through his hair before curling around his neck and pulling him closer. At the same time, Hue felt the wet tickle of *Rogue's* tongue licking at his lips. Immediately he responded, allowing her entrance to his mouth as he plunged deeply into hers.

As the kiss continued, and deepened, Hue put his hands to work as well. Skimming the tips of his large fingers along whatever skin he could easily reach, he drew a mental map of *Rogue's* body, something he was looking forward to comparing to the visual later. The high arch of her back and muted moan pleased Hue when his fingers grazed both nipples simultaneously. He may not have had any real experience but he'd seen pictures and videos, not to mentions James' explicit recitation of many of his sexual encounters. All that study had left Hue with enough knowledge and confidence to please a partner, and knowing that he had his telepathy to fall back on for instant inspiration and feedback was an added bonus.

The feel of *Rogue's* body beneath him, the pressure of his cock sandwiched between their bodies and the overwhelming desire he felt for this woman combined into an intense need to have her. Hue didn't know how long he could he hold out and on top of that, there was question as to whether him holding back was a good idea. The longer he allowed his lust to build, the more likely he was to go feral during their coupling. Another moment's consideration and Hue came to a decision. Despite how much he wanted to seek out and discover all of *Rogue's* erogenous zones, not to mention exploit them, he realized that that would have to wait until he was a little more relaxed, a little more in control.

Without breaking the deep kiss or the dueling of their tongues, Hue trailed one hand down the center of *Rogue's* body, teasing her smooth flesh with dancing fingertips. He arched a brow sharply as the pressure of his cock increased when she spread her legs to accommodate his hand. Considering that, and how forward she had been before, Hue didn't figure her for a virgin but he wanted to be sure that she was ready for him. After all, hurting *Rogue* in any way was the last thing that he wanted to do.

Brushing his fingers lightly through the soft but slightly wiry hair at the apex of her thighs, Hue crooked one digit and quickly found the tight bundle of nerves he sought. With a firm touch, he drew a few small circles around *Rogue's* clit. Her throaty whimpers along with the circular movement of her hips pleased him greatly. James had always said how much pleasure he got from pleasuring another and until that moment Hue had never really understood that.

Wanting to better hear the responses of his partner, he finally broke the kiss, pulling back slightly and licking his lips as he stared down at *Rogue's* flushed face and plump, kiss-swollen lips. Her eyes were still closed and her entire face was a mask of exquisite bliss. Her respiration was coming in breathy pants as she continued to make small sounds of pleasure in the back of her throat, sounds that were beginning to rise in volume as Hue's fingers traveled further downward.

Happy with the degree of slick moisture he found within *Rogue's* folds, he adjusted his hand so he could continue to stimulate her clit while drawing circles around her opening. Hue only made a couple of passes before slowly easing one long, thick finger into her body. Once the digit was fully imbedded, he began to pump his hand, sliding in and out of *Rogue's* wet, hot center in long, quick strokes. Following a few more thrusts, Hue added a second finger, stroking several times before adding a third. He'd never paid much attention to his size as it compared to other men but compared to *Rogue's* vagina, he was quite large. He just wanted to make sure what would come next would be as enjoyable and pain free for her as he had no doubt it would be for him.

"I want you now," *Rogue* said suddenly in a husky whisper, opening her eyes to stare up at him with even darker orbs.

Hue could not only see her desire reflected in her eyes, he could also feel it within her as much as he felt his own lust for her. Anxious to possess her and at the same time pleasure her, he quickly altered his position, lifting his weight on his arms while he settled his lower body in the cradle of her thighs.

*Rogue* was just as anxious as Hue, reaching down to wrap greedy fingers around his throbbing erection. She stoked him a couple of times with her fist before guiding his cock through her folds for lubrication. *Rogue's* expression could only be described as wicked while she handled him, staring at his closed eyes, the line of his jaw jumping with tension as he clenched his teeth against the unbearable pleasure. Once satisfied that Hue was as prepared as she was, *Rogue* loosened her grip on his engorged organ and positioned it at her opening.

The reduction of pressure on his cock allowed Hue the presence of mind to command his eyes to flutter open. He immediately met *Rogue's* hungry gaze, sparks of electricity shooting to his groin when she seductively licked her lips in his line of sight. Feeling the beast within stirring more urgently, Hue averted his gaze even as a low rumble worked its way up from his chest. Following the line of his soon-to-be-lover's body, he took in the sight of his fully erect and straining penis held lightly in *Rogue's* small hand, positioned so that the leaking head was pressed against the hot wetness inside of her.

Looking back up to meet those intensely wicked brown eyes, Hue slowly pressed his hips forward while she guided his girth into her tight channel. He was forced to go slowly not only for *Rogue's* benefit, but for his own as well. Hue had never imagined that what he was feeling now was even possible. The hot, slick and tight sheath encasing him was so far beyond pleasurable that he was even more concerned about losing control. He was almost fully imbedded when he began to consider pulling back -- it was too much, he was going to lose himself to the animal he hated so much. His decision made, Hue was set to withdrawal when *Rogue* suddenly grabbed his ass, one cheek in either hand, then jerked him forward sharply at the same time she thrust her hips upward to meet him.

Hue grunted loudly as he slammed the rest of the way into *Rogue's* willing flesh, then let loose a growl that vibrated in his chest. Withdrawal was no longer an option though he did manage to hold back the urge to lean down and bite her.

With her wicked expression -- a far cry from the more innocent expression Hue was used to seeing on that particular face -- *Rogue* arched her back and altered the position of her legs so she could curl them around the back of his thighs. Licking her lips, then smiling broadly when he growled once again, she lifted her lower body, slamming into his pelvis in a pointed manner.

*Rogue's* message was plainly clear and Hue was quick to assure her of that. Adjusting his own position in relation to hers, he pulled back smoothly before thrusting forward in a firm stroke.

"YES!" *Rogue* shouted jubilantly, sucking in a hiss of a breath through lightly clenched teeth.

Spurred on by his lover's responses, Hue took up a steady, hard and fast rhythm. The friction between their bodies was amazing, easily the most incredible thing he'd ever felt, and *Rogue* was clearly just as enthralled. Her head rolled from side to side, her hair whipping around with each turn while her eyes rolled back in her head and she chewed roughly on her bottom lip as moans and whimpers escaped her throat. Once again, Hue was stunned by how much *Rogue's* pleasure added to and enhanced his own.

Feeling the rapid approach of an orgasm the likes of which she had never felt before, *Rogue* planted her hands of Hue's sweat-slicked shoulders. Her fingernails lightly scored his skin as she held on tightly while wave after wave of intense power rippled through her entire body and blinded her with brilliant fireworks. *Rogue* cried out sharply, digging her nails in deeper as she came with the sensation of her body splintering into millions of pieces.

Hue didn't even feel the nips in his back; he was far too distracted by the rippling musculature surrounding his cock. He hadn't been prepared for the extreme milking sort of sensation that was gripping him now. Once again, a rumbling began deep in his chest as Hue's thrusts lost all semblance of rhythm and his eyes rolled back in his head. There was a tightening feeling in his groin drawing a feral howl from his lips as he came with incredible force, shooting hot fluid into the equally heated channel spasming around his erratic thrusts.

Ever so slowly, Hue's movement came to a stop and *Rogue's* inner muscles began to relax. At the same moment, they opened their eyes, gazing deeply into those of their lover, panting heavily while working to bring their breathing back to normal.

Once James and *Ororo* regained their senses, they quickly cleaned up before signaling *Kitty* to cease the flow of water. Neither bothered to actually dress but rather just wrapped up in their towels for the walk back to the Queen's hut. *Ororo* lead James through the forest, skirting the edge of the village until they could get inside without being noticed by every woman in the settlement. No sooner than they had entered the structure and closed the door behind them, the Amazon Queen turned to face her lover with a heated gaze.

James returned *Ororo's* smoldering stare, dropping the fabric wrapped loosely around his waist as he stepped forward and released the towel covering her. Instantly their hands were on each other again, exploring and teasing, arousing, though very little of the latter was actually necessary. After a moment, James gathered *Ororo* in his arms, initiating a deep, passionate kiss as he carried her to the bed. Dropping to his knees, he marveled at the incredible softness of the mattress, clearly filled with down, as he laid the woman down and stretched out at her side.

James' hands never left her, but simply skimmed her silky, café latte skin until one palm cupped a full, peaked breast and the other rested against her neck, one thumb gently stroking the side of her face. Leaning over *Ororo* slightly, he initiated another kiss, this one more leisurely and playful, his tongue teasing hers, as well as her lips. Finally James formed a seal with their mouths, kissing her deeply, exploring her warmth tenderly. His hands continued to stroke her heated skin, his fingers encouraging her nipples to hardness.

As they broke the kiss, James moved his lips along *Ororo's* jaw then slowly down her neck, kissing, licking and nibbling along the way. He followed the line of her clavicle with his tongue, drawing erotic circles first to the right, then to the left. Moving back to the center, James thoroughly explored the small hollow before moving lower to press his face between the Queen's heavy breasts. Placing a kiss on first one, then the other, he went on to trace circles around the areola, moving in concentrically smaller arcs until only the nipple remained, which he then pulled between his lips and sucked at lovingly.

Beneath James, *Ororo* was drawing in shaky breaths, her back arching up to meet his tongue and mouth. Reaching out, she ran down hand down his magnificent torso, carefully fingering each ripple of sinewy flesh as she continued on to grasp his erection. *Ororo* began a slow, gentle series of strokes while her free hand loosened its grip on James' shoulder and began to explore the contours of his back.

Shuddering slightly at the sudden but light pressure on his aching cock, James shifted his oral attention to his lover's other breast and moved his hand toward other matters. His fingers slipped easily between her parted thighs, teasing her a little before delving into her folds. James grinned around the flesh in his mouth at the breathy gasp *'Ro* inhaled at the touch of his fingers around her slick opening. It took a degree of concentration to focus on his task and not fully concentrate on the pleasure *Ororo's* hand was giving him.

Once James was satisfied that he'd provided adequate stimulation to her breasts, his mouth moved lower, following the center line of her body, his tongue lapping erotically at her navel before continuing downward. As his lower lips brushed up to the silky white hair above the apex of her thighs, he paused, looking up to meet *Ororo's* glassy gaze. Flashing her his most dazzling and thoroughly wicked grin, James exaggeratedly licked his lips then, moving his entire body toward the end on the bed and out of her reach, he leaned forward and buried his face between her legs.

The Queen gasped loudly, her body bucking involuntarily against his mouth in response to his unbelievable talent. A continuous stream of whimpers and moans spilled from her throat as James lapped at her hungrily, plunging his tongue into her then sucking wildly on her clit. *Ororo* was quickly losing her ability to think as an orgasm the likes of which she'd never experienced began to build within her.

James was relentless in his pursuit to pleasure the likeness of a woman he'd wanted since he was a teenager. He used every technique he knew -- which was quite an extensive list. His hands busied themselves with everything they could reach, stroking her thighs, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. When James felt her body tense, knowing that she close, he redoubled his efforts, making certain that this was an experience the Amazon Queen would never forget.

A moment later, *Ororo* reach the peak of ecstasy and was quickly pushed off the precipice as a blinding orgasm ripped through her body. She came, crying out sharply and panting James' name repeatedly. The pleasure was so intense, *Ororo* was on the verge of tears as her body splintered and James continued his talented assault. Somewhere in the back of her muddled mind, she realized that he didn't stop his efforts until after she had nearly recovered from her mind-blowing orgasm.

Once his lover had begun to regain her senses, James pulled back, his darkened eyes moving up to watch *Ororo's* face. When she met his gaze, he winked at her then provided an erotic show as he eagerly licked the glistening moisture from his mouth.

"Damn, you taste good," James told her in a husky purr, all the while positioning himself between her legs.

"And you are far more talented than I had imagined," *Ororo* returned roughly, clearly pleased by the discovery.

"I haven't even started," he stated with a seriousness that left her breathless.

"Then please," she managed to beg in a whisper, "begin."

All too happy to comply, James Summers shifted again, positioning his fully erect penis at *Ororo's* dripping opening and pressing inside with one smooth motion. As before, the woman took a shaky breath at the incredible sensation of being so pleasantly filled. This time however, James began an immediate rhythm rather than pausing for her to adjust though his thrusts were slow and gentle.

Due to their previous activity, *Ororo* was more than ready for something a little more… vigorous. A plan in mind, she rolled quickly so that James was beneath her. Reaching forward and placing her hands firmly on his strong chest, *Ororo* shifted from her knees to the balls of her feet. Now with more control, she began to bounce rapidly, impaling herself of his rigid cock, riding him like the magnificent steed that he was.

James bit lightly into his full bottom lip, his large hands coming up to *Ororo's* thighs to help keep her balanced. Both were panting and moaning, drawing in shuddering breaths and releasing shaky exhales.

Making use of the positioning of her hands, *Ororo* began to tweak James ruddy nipples between thumbs and forefingers. She locked her eyes on his dark purple orbs, eyes like nothing she had even seen before and doubted she ever would again. *Ororo* wondered briefly if he and his friend were Gods. Aside from James unusual eyes, both men were physically more perfect than any mortal men she had ever seen.

As she watched him, James was watching them couple, licking his lips as he focused on the spot where he slid in and out of her. Due to the rapid movements of his lover, not to mention the increased arousal of watching his cock disappear into and reappear from *Ororo's* pussy, he was quickly approaching what was sure to be a record-making release. Wanting, as always, to assure that his partner was fully satisfied, James carefully timed his action to roll her back underneath him where he had more control.

Resting most of his weight on his knees, he slid his hands up *Ororo's* shapely thighs, curling his fingers around the back of her legs. James slowly and carefully pressed her knees toward her chest, basically folding her in half as he continued to pound into her with long, hard thrusts.

"Yes," *Ororo* shouted breathlessly. "Oh, God, yes!"

James could feel the swollen head of his penis striking her G-spot with each stroke, thanks to the change in angle of penetration. To insure once again that *Ororo* experienced the true height of sexual pleasure, he insinuated one hand between them and used his thumb to circle the hypersensitive nubbin with firm pressure.

*Ororo's* head began to thrash from side to side while her body writhed in response to the passion building toward release. Bracing her hands against James' chest, she did her best to rock in counterpoint to his trusts, coming up to meet each one. The Queen's eyes rolled back until only the whites were showing as her body tensed and spasmed with yet another massive orgasm. Unintelligible words and sounds poured from her parted lips just when James' pleasured cry of release reached her ears.

As before, neither of them moved immediately. It was several minutes later when James began to shift his weight off of *Ororo*. One quick movement, her hands firmly grabbing his wonderfully sculpted ass and holding him tightly, conveyed her desire to remain attached. James easily understood the message and carefully reversed their positions so that *Ororo* was once more on top.

With a contented, but tired sigh, the beautiful Amazon Queen pressed her body against the length of her lover's, resting her head in the hollow of his shoulder and closing her eyes. Before long, both of them had slipped into a light, satiated slumber with James' spent cock softening within the warmth of *Ororo's* channel.

It didn't take Hue long to regain his breath, thanks to his healing factor. He continued to watch *Rogue*, his eyes shifting between her pleasure-filled gaze to the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she struggled to settle her own breathing to normal. Just the sight of her full breasts bouncing slightly in time with her deep breaths was enough to bring Hue's cock back to life, swelling and hardening within *Rogue's* body. Meeting her gaze once more, he didn't fail to catch the surprise in her deep brown eyes. Reluctantly, Hue withdrew from her, turning slightly in an effort to hide his growing erection.

*Rogue* bit her bottom lip lightly as she averted her gaze, ceding to her lover's apparent wishes. She remained there for a moment longer before rolling to her side, keeping her back towards Hue. Rising to her knees, *Rogue* shuffled away a bit and then leaned forward as she reached for her clothing.

Despite the obvious effects of his healing factor kicking in, Hue was rather pleased for not losing the tenuous control that he prided himself on keeping. Even though the carnal act had threatened to unleash his inner animal, he had managed to keep it contained, something he had always worried he wouldn't be able to do. Grinning slightly with pride, Hue turned toward *Rogue* having heard her move. He blinked in surprise and more than a little disappointment when he found her on her hands and knees, gathering her clothing.

That particular view, combined with the thick scent of sex and the insistent pulsing of his cock for some attention, finally caused the leash to snap. Hue's inner beast sprang into action with a rumbling growl, propelling his body forward until he was only inches from *Rogue*.

Hearing movement behind her, the young woman rose back to her knees and started to turn but was unable to complete the action as large, impossibly strong hands closed firmly around her arms, keeping her in place. *Rogue* looked over her shoulder at Hue, her eyes going wild with excitement and a little fear at the intensely passionate cast to his brilliant emerald eyes. In the next instant, a heavy shiver wracked her supple frame as her lover pressed his body along hers, his strong, muscled chest hard against her back, his raging erection following the curve of her ass. *Rogue* drew in a shaky breath and whimpered with need to the repeated low growl which reverberated from Hue's chest through her body to settle in her throbbing groin.

The responses from his mate only brought Hue's feral side more to the surface. Seeing the side of her neck bared as *Rogue* looked at him over her shoulder had him licking his lips. Pressing against her even more, he leaned forward and lightly nipped the tender skin over her jugular before soothing the small mark with short swipes of his tongue. Hue was further spurred on by her sounds of pleasure, this time sinking his teeth deeper into her neck as one hand released her arm and wrapped around her waist. Smoothing his hand down over her abdomen, he slipped his long fingers between her thighs, teasing briefly at her clit before pushing his hand further down.

*Rogue* hadn't wanted the encounter between them to be over but it had appeared only moments before that Hue was finished with her. Now however, she was greatly pleased to discover that was not the case. She had enjoyed their first go around immensely but *Rogue* had felt Hue was holding something back, that there was more passion within her partner. Seeing him almost instantly recover, ready to proceed again even before she was, she had been convinced of her feeling. Well, *Rogue* was most definitely getting a taste of that passion and it was more exciting than she had even imagined. Upon seeing Hue for the first time, she imagined him to be a God. Now, there was no doubt in *Rogue's* mind that the man holding her so tightly, so possessively, was indeed a deity.

Hue continued to bite and lave his lover's neck while he pressed his chest against her back, forcing her forward until she dropped again to her hands and knees. With his mouth still attached, he moved his hands, letting one rest on her hip as the other curled around his cock. In one rapid motion, Hue plunged forward, sheathing himself to the hilt in the hottest recesses of his mate's body. He growled triumphantly at the shuddering gasp of pure pleasure that she released, which then prompted him to begin humping her with hard and fast strokes while his hands firmly gripped her hips to keep her in place.

The nearly steady stream of growls and grunts coming from Hue had to be the most erotic sounds that *Rogue* had ever heard. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that the incredible friction he was creating between their bodies had her mind so completely overwhelmed with pleasure. She had already reached one climax and was quickly approaching a second. *Rogue* swiftly discovered what sounds she could make that would cause Hue to growl, something that resulted in a fierce vibration that would spread through her, adding a wonderful stimulation to her clit. The best was a whimper and as Hue's passion continued to grow, *Rogue* found herself responding that way more and more, and it was no act.

Moving his hands to his mate's shoulders, Hue pounded into her even harder, pulling her back sharply to meet each thrust of his hips. It wasn't long before he felt the walls of her vagina closing in on his cock in rippling waves. The sensation was more intense this time than it had been previously, causing Hue to clench his teeth tightly against the vice-like pressure. Throwing his head back with a howl, his entire body tensed as he stilled his movement and came, continuing to announce his pleasure with feral glee.

Hue didn't pull out right away, but rather continued to hold *Rogue* close while still buried to the hilt within her. Closing his eyes, he brought his respiration back to normal and at the same time managed to reign in control of himself again. Snapping his eyes open, Hue clenched his teeth in anger at having allowed the beast to surface and slowly withdrew from *Rogue*. As he began to pull away, he became aware of how completely boneless she seemed to be and took care to keep a hold of her, slowly lowering her to the ground before stretching out beside her.

*Rogue* was certain that her face must have been a mask of dreamy delight but she wanted to be sure that Hue knew just how satisfied she was. Rolling onto her back from her side then on over to curl against his body, she drew haphazard patterns on his chest, combing her fingers through sweat-dampened hair as she cocked her head up to try and meet his gaze.

"That was amazing!" she told him slowly, her voice still slightly breathless.

Having not wanted to see any pain in *Rogue's* eyes, Hue had kept his gaze carefully averted but her comment made him turn sharply. He was surprised that he couldn't see any pain within her chocolate orbs, and for the first time realized that he couldn't smell any coming off of her either, and pain had always been easy for him to detect in a person's scent. Still, he had to be certain.

"I didn't hurt you?" he asked softly, his tone riddled with hope.

"Hurt me?" *Rogue* repeated with a furrowed brow. "God, no! I've never felt that good in my life."

Relief washed over Hue, tempered by another renewal of desire thanks to *Rogue's* gentle and arousing touch.

"Am I going to feel that good again?" she wondered coyly as she noticed the response her touch was producing.

"If you keep that up, most definitely," Hue assured her in husky tone.

"Perhaps then I should stop," *Rogue* said disappointedly. At Hue's arched brow, she quickly continued in clarification. "Because it is getting late and you have not yet eaten."

"The only thing I'm hungry for is right here," he told her, rolling them both over until *Rogue* was on her back and he was leaning over her. "That work for you?"

"Oh yeah," she returned in a breathy sigh as Hue's lips and tongue made contact with her heated and sensitive skin.

James Summers woke at first light, naked and sticky but content thanks to the equally nude woman in his arms. He continued to lay there for a time, just watching *Ororo's* peaceful features in the growing light of morning. James had found himself in his current position on more occasions that he could recall, but this was the first time he was really compelled to shirk his responsibilities and just stay in bed. Sure, on more than one weekend he had done just that, though never once when there was something important that required his attention. James had long ago ascribed that trait to his father. Scott Summers took every responsibility with the utmost seriousness, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant to anyone else. Clearly, watching his father throughout his lifetime had rubbed off on James, despite his attempts to the contrary. Maybe it all went back to what being a Summers was all about. Some things were just in a person's make-up and couldn't be changed no matter how much they wished they could.

Closing his eyes, James allowed himself another moment to bask beside *Ororo* before he slowly, and carefully, disengaged his limbs from hers. Brushing aside long wisps of white hair, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead and then rose to his feet. After covering the Amazon Queen with a blanket of soft fur, James glanced quickly around the room.

Spying a ceramic basin across the way, he picked up the matching pitcher and filled the bowl with water before quickly washing up and dressing in his greasy jeans and shoes and then slipped on his sunglasses. James' shirt was still back in the clearing so with one last look at the gorgeous woman of his dreams sleeping naked beneath a pile of furs, he turned and left the hut.

Aside from a pair of women near the edge of the village, sentries no doubt, everyone else seemed to be asleep. James wondered about Hue, hoping his friend had gotten a good night's rest. Historically, Logan's son slept best outdoors and many of the huts were open on the sides. Figuring that letting Hue sleep in would be a nice change, James headed toward the clearing on his own to complete the repairs to the timeship.

For the first time that he could really remember, Hue awakened from sleep gently, as opposed to the usual jolt that resulted from some horrific nightmare. His first conscious breath brought with it a myriad of scents that went a long way in bringing his mind and body to full awareness. Silky strands of chestnut tresses tickled his chest, as did *Rogue's* slow, deep breathing ruffling through the dark hair on his torso. With a smile, Hue tightened his hold on her while smoothing a hand along her side and over the curve of her hip.

Following his little "snack" at the baths, he and *Rogue* had taken some time to further explore and enjoy each other as they washed together in the hot springs pool. Afterward, they returned to her hut where Hue made love to her once more, slowly and tenderly. By then, *Rogue* was clearly fighting exhaustion and he feigned the same, allowing her to fall asleep peacefully in his arms.

For a long time after that, Hue remained awake, just watching his lover sleep while he gently and lovingly stroked her skin. At some point he finally succumbed himself, experiencing the most restful and pleasant sleep of his life. Now, once again awake with *Rogue* sleeping in his arms, Hue couldn't keep from touching her.

There was nothing he wanted to do more than to wake her up and make love to her once again. Secondary to that, Hue felt he needed to check on James. It wasn't as if he didn't know his little brother could take care of himself, he simply didn't like the idea of them being out of touch for so long on a world they knew so little about.

With a sigh, Hue carefully slipped from beneath *Rogue*, settling her gently on her bed and covering her with animals hides. Gathering his clothing and wrapping a towel around his waist, he exited the hut and returned to the bathhouse to clean up.

Once clean and dry, Hue dressed. Scratching at the now heavy stubble along the line of his jaw, he wished for a razor so he could shave. Shrugging it off as something that wasn't going to happen, he left in search of James.

Knowing his friend the way he did, Hue knew where to begin his search and he had barely started when he picked up the fresh scent. James was a couple of hours ahead of him at most, but then knowing James, that was a couple of hours too many. Hue stepped up his pace and reached the clearing, spotting his companion just as James was brushing his hands off on the legs of his jeans.

"How's it going?"

Cocking his head to look at Hue, James grinned that disarming Summers grin of his. "All done."

Nodding, Hue made his way to the temporal machine, in which they were traveling, and retrieved his shirt. "Are we out of here then?" he asked with a hint of reluctance in his tone. After a moment, when he received no response, Hue turned to face his friend and for the first time noticed James' careful scrutiny.

"What?" he wanted to know after a short pause.

"You old dog," James teased lightly, his grin broadening into a smirking smile.

"What?!" Hue demanded more sharply, confusion and curiosity both heavy in his tone.

"You got lucky, didn't you?"

"How the fuck do you know that?"

James let loose with a barking laugh as he removed his sunglasses, waving them around animatedly. "Dude, you do know I can see through these things, right? They aren't blinders and I happen to know what a man who just had sex looks like."

Shaking his head, Hue chuckled himself. He should have known that James would see through him. Just then something occurred to him, making him cock his head and carefully regard his buddy. It didn't take long for Hue to find what he was looking for and a quick sniff of his friend confirmed it.

"And what about you?"

"What about me? I get lucky all the time," James returned with a soft snort.

"Yeah, but not with leather-clad, Amazon Queen Ororo," Hue pointed out all too happily before going on to tease. "How many fantasies does that fulfill?"

Grinning widely, James gave a short laugh then finally responded. "Six… including the waterfall. And I'm not finished grilling you yet, man. I wanna know who the lucky lady was."

"Does it really matter?"

"Hell yeah it matters! I mean the aura of sexual satisfaction surrounding you is about the brightest I've ever seen. If I know who she is, it's entirely possible that I know her twin and can hook you up when we get home."

Hue was silent for a moment and then met James' shades squarely. "Thanks, man, but I'm sure this woman was one of a kind. Besides, I can get my own dates."

"Oh yeah?" James asked, clearly interested in hearing more. "She sounds great but I hope that you're wrong, buddy. And hey, I'm not disputing your ability, just tell me that you're ready to start looking."

"Maybe… I don't know, James. Why's it so important to you anyway?"

James shrugged. "I just want you to be happy, Hue. I'm sure you have your reasons for doing what you do, I'll stop hassling you about it, okay?"

"Forget it, man," Hue said nonchalantly.

Nodding slowly, James squatted down to gather the tools he'd been using to repair their ride.

"So, are we outta here?"

"Whenever you're ready."

"I think we've done enough damage here, don't you?" Hue asked quietly.

"Yeah," James replied slowly.

Nodding, Hue moved forward, clapping his friend on the back as they climbed into the timeship. Once they were strapped into their seats, James input the temporal coordinates, pausing a beat to look over his shoulder in the direction of the small Amazon village.

"You can go say goodbye if you want," Hue offered upon noticing his hesitation.

"No," James responded softly, subdued. "I mean I want to but… well, if I go back to say goodbye, it's only going to be harder to leave."

"C'mon, Tick, you got a whole black book full of women waiting to welcome home a hero. You don't have to worry about being alone."

"I know I won't be alone, Hue. I just can't help but wonder when I'll be happy."

Before Hue could respond, James did one last check of all his readings then quickly initiated another jump. Neither of the boys noticed the pair of Amazon women who had just reached the edge of the clearing in time to see them disappear in a brilliant flash of multi- colored light.

Disappointment rolled off *Rogue* in waves as she closed her eyes against the tears, bowing her head slightly and praying for her God to return.

Beside her, while still disappointed that their time had come to an end, *Ororo* lifted her face to the sky, letting her eyes fall lightly closed and she thanked the Gods for their visit, James in particular. After a moment, the Queen turned to her attendant and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Fret not, child, for the Gods have blessed you. Do not taint that blessing with greed."

With a slow exhale, *Rogue* blinked her eyes open and wiped away her tears. Tilting her face to the heavens, she thanked Hue for his blessing, for showing her such passion. Raising her hand to her neck, *Rogue* caressed her throat with her fingers, knowing that her lover had left his mark. Marked by a God. Smiling, she closed her eyes again and prayed for something different. She prayed that the brand would never fade and that she would remain forever tagged with the mark of Hue.

THE END