Rogue and The Shadow King had a very hard time keeping their hands off one another.
They
would start talking, then there would be a kiss, followed by another
one, and soon enough one would be on top of the other, fucking as hard
as they could.
That made planning very difficult, but they managed
to get something figured out, during one of their many marathon bouts
of sex.
It was a long term plan that would involve using the
mansion as a base of operations and slowly allow their influence to
spread outward.
From the mansion, to the city to the state to the nation and then the world.
It would take a while, but they were sure the plan would work, especially when they made their presences public..
There was, however, just one problem: Neither were sure they'd be able to stop fucking long enough to implement it.
****
Psylocke took a moment and continued her story.
"It was pitch black for a few minutes, and then everything was revealed to me." She began
"I saw the truth about mutants and humans and how much better we were than them." She said.
"Ants
the whole lot of them, that we've let them live for this long is an
incredible act of kindness and they've shown us nothing but disrespect
in return." She sneered.
"It was like...all the knowledge of the
world was in my mind for a brief second and then...then it was like all
of that knowledge focused on one truth: We are better than them." Her
voice got harder.
Remy wanted to argue that point, but he realized
it was better to keep his mouth shut, he really didn't want to put his
life in danger.
She angrily declared her intentions to destroy all but a few humans with a fury that was unrecognizable from her.
Still, Remy managed to gleam the whole story from her and he pieced a lot of things she didn't say together.
The
Psylocke that he knew was gone now, she had been corrupted by some
unknown force and he wasn't sure if he could bring her back.
He just hoped he'd get the chance to at least give bringing her back a try.
****
Emma awoke, more angry than she had ever been.
Her
body had taken control away from her and no matter how hard her mind
fought, it wasn't listening...except for her mouth, somehow she could
still be a giant smart ass towards her new husband.
For now that was the most effective weapon she had but it wasn't as effective as she'd hoped.
Ultimately,
though, that was fine for her because she knew that once she regained
control, every inch of her body would be a weapon against Fisk.
A weapon that would put him in the grave.
****
Storm sat and waited for her master's orders.
For now, all Daken wanted was to empty his load in her mouth.
She dutifully crawled over to him and began to suck his dick.
They had spent god only knows how long fucking their brains out.
Storm couldn't have been happier.
Daken lazily thrust in her mouth while she lovingly sucked him.
After a little while of this he came in her mouth which she happily drank down.
If only his father could have seen them at that moment.