Hellion was sure his plan would work.
Rogue would soon be his.
From the moment Emma asked him to be a part of the Savage Land team, He had schemed to get Rogue alone.
Luckily for him, Quentin Quire had similar plans for Rachel Grey.
Feeding his obsession with her was all that mattered to Hellion now.
So he waited until he had a few moments alone with Quentin.
Quickly they planned things out.
While
Julian would distract the pair, Quentin would find a tribe and provoke
them into attacking the camp and, in the ensuing anarchy, Quentin and
Julian would get themselves in situations that would force the team to
be separated.
As soon as they came up with the plan, they put it into action.
Julian emerged from the secluded spot and looked around, he quickly found both Rachel and Rogue checking some supplies.
Showtime. He thought to himself as he walked over to them.
If he could hold their attention until Quentin got back...everything would fall into place.
****
Jubilee had been having the time of her life since joining the Hellfire Club.
She had just been fucked in every hole by a group of Hellfire soldiers after leading Wolverine into a trap.
Now she was cleaning herself up and getting ready to go back to her King and Queen.
Rather than feeling any guilt, she instead felt a wicked thrill over selling out the man who had been like a father to her.
Deep down inside, she still resented the fact that he never gave into her advances.
Luckily for her, Emma was more than willing to help her with her problem by then recruiting her for the Hellfire club.
That led to her and Emma having a wild three way with Gambit.
"If
you want something like this to happen again then you better make damn
sure he has no chance of escape." Jubilee declared to the now spent
soldiers.
The men were eager to impress her and immediately agreed to watch Logan's cell.
Jubilee was on her way back to the mansion, ready to begin her seduction of Storm.
****
Psylocke weighed her options.
She usually would have alerted the team to what was happening, but there was something very attractive about Remy's offer.
She'd barely had any lovers since she'd begun her on-again/off-again relationship with Warren.
Sure there was Thunderbird III and a brief fling with Hercules...and then there was that weird thing with Fantomex.
But none of those had really been what Remy was offering.
It helped that a part of her had always wanted to join the Hellfire Club.
She'd wanted to experience a life of only being concerned with pleasure.
Granted, that wasn't exactly what the deal was, but it was close enough for her.
But the X-Men were her family.
Whenever she needed them, they were there for her.
When Vargas killed her, they mourned her death.
When she was resurrected, they were overjoyed.
They were, without question, her family.
But still, she knew deep down inside that way too many of her family also harshly judged her for being involved with X-Force.
She did what she felt like needed to be done and tried to protect them, but they still judged her.
They wouldn't say it to her face, but their eyes always told the story of how they felt X-Force betrayed the Professor's dream.
Psylocke decided to go to bed and sleep on it, then she'd make her decision in the morning.
****
Remy curled up in bed with Emma Frost.
He'd sent Three in one back to their room to make sure they didn't arouse any suspicion.
He truly was a King now.
And Emma was the perfect queen.
The feelings she brought out in him used to be something he feared.
Now he embraced them.
There were so many women for him to fuck, he just had to convince them that they wanted him.
Just as he was going to sleep, he heard a loud and rapid knocking on his door.
"Who is it?" Remy asked, getting out of bed and creeping towards the door.
"It's Iceman, I need to borrow something from you." Came Bobby Drake's voice.
Remy panicked as he realized that Bobby could discover Emma in his bed.
He had to figure something out and fast.
Or Else he (and Emma) could be in very big trouble.