She, initially silent, responded to him, "You and Jean want to enjoy each other. Forget about it, I will enjoy you. Since Jean hasn't lost her virginity yet, I will be the first one to take you from her. And then I will make you mine." She whispered into his ear; jealousy was clearly visible on her face.
"So, it's all your plan, Darkhölme had to do this because you replaced Jean with yourself." Ben said as he realized why Jean was replaced.
Rogue's voice is low and husky, filled with possessive desire. "You're mine now. I'm going to make sure you never forget me."
She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "I'm going to be the first one to truly claim you, to make you mine in every way possible."
"Yes, it was all my plan; I wanted to show you who is the boss," Rogue replied with a lovely smile, her fingers tracing patterns on Ben's chest as she looked up at him. She removed his underwear slowly, her eyes widening slightly as his dragon sprang free. Without hesitation, she wrapped her hand around it, stroking gently.
"You know, Darkhölme is Mystique, she's dangerous, and she's just using you," Ben said, his voice strained as Rogue's touch sent shivers down his spine. He looked down at her, his eyes darkening with desire.
Rogue pauses in her ministrations, looking up at Ben with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Maybe she is, but right now, I'm the one who has you in my grasp," she purrs, her hand tightening around his dragon. "And I intend to make the most of it."
She leans down, her tongue flicking out to taste the tip of his dragon. Ben groans, his hips lifting involuntarily.
"So, you want to conquer me, let's see, who will conquer whom," he challenges, his voice husky with need.
Rogue smirks, taking his dragon into her mouth and sucking gently. She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes filled with a fierce determination.
"We'll just have to find out, won't we?" she murmurs, her voice vibrating around his dragon.
Ben's hands tangle in Rogue's hair, his grip tightening as she continues to pleasure him. He pulls her closer, his hips thrusting up to meet her movements. "Fuck, Rogue…" he pants, his eyes rolling back in his head. "You're going to be the fucked by me…"
Rogue hums in response, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Ben's body. She takes him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate his length. Ben's grip on her hair tightens, his breathing becoming more ragged with each passing second.
After noticing she was wet, she undressed herself and positioned her sacred forest towards his dragon, and was about to take it by herself, but Ben stopped her, as he put her down and leaned himself up on her.
Noticing Rogue's confused look, Ben said, "It is painful to do by yourself; I am experienced in taking virginities." He explained how he had taken many girls' virginities and that it was much less painful than Rogue's experience.
Rogue's eyes widen in a mix of anticipation and apprehension as Ben positions himself above her. She bites her lip, trying to prepare herself for the pain she knows is coming. As Ben begins to push into her, she can't help but let out a sharp gasp, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
Ben pauses, giving her a moment to adjust. Rogue's face contorts in a grimace, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she feels the stretching, burning sensation.
"Fuck…" she hisses through clenched teeth. "It hurts…"
Ben leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I know, sweetheart," he murmurs soothingly. "Just breathe through it."
As Ben continues to push deeper, Rogue feels a sharp, tearing sensation. She cries out, her nails raking down Ben's back as a warm, wet trickle flows between her legs. Ahh! she gasps, her body tensing beneath him. "I… I think... I think you broke it…"
Ben stills, his eyes filled with concern as he looks down at her. "Your hymen?" he asks softly, his hand reaching between them to gently touch the source of the warmth. His fingers come away stained with her virgin blood, a stark reminder of the intimacy they're sharing.
Ben's touch sends a shiver through Rogue, despite the pain. She nods, her breath coming in short gasps. "Y… yes…" she whispers, her eyes locked with his. It's done. "I'm... I'm not a virgin anymore."
A strange mix of emotions crosses Ben's face guilt, relief, and something else she can't quite identify. He leans down, pressing his forehead against hers. It's okay, Rogue, you will feel pleasure later," he murmurs.
Rogue nodded her head slightly, her hands coming up to cup his face. "Yes," she says softly. "This is what I wanted. You're the one I chose."
She pulls him down for a gentle kiss, sealing her words with the press of her lips.
Feeling some pain, but she began to enjoy it, with every thrust from Ben. She gave a smile and a victorious look to herself, having conquered Ben before Jean.
But just a few minutes later, her confusion cleared up. She hadn't conquered Ben, but Ben had conquered her. She now understood why Jean had still accepted Ben, even when he had fucked Kitty right in front of her. Her jealousy of Jean had vanished.
She realized, whomever Ben fucked, they belonged to him. Just like her now, as she finally experienced her first sexual encounter.
Ben's thick, hard dragon plunged deeper into Rogue's tight, wet sacred forest with each powerful thrust. Her walls stretched and clenched around him, trying to accommodate his impressive size. The sensation of being filled so completely was overwhelming, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Ben's hips slammed against hers, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the room. He gripped her thighs, spreading them wider as he drove into her relentlessly.
"Fuck, Rogue," he groaned, his breath hot against her neck. "You're so fucking tight. I'm going to fill you up, make you mine."
Rogue's head fell back, her eyes rolling in ecstasy as Ben's dragon hit a spot deep inside her that made her see stars.
"Yes, Ben!" she screamed, her voice hoarse from the intensity of her pleasure. "Fuck me, claim me, make me yours!"
Ben's thrusts became more urgent, his breathing ragged as he chased his release. Rogue's moans grew louder, her body tensing beneath him as she felt her own orgasm building.
"Fuck, I'm close," Ben grunted, his hips pistoning in and out of her.
With a final, powerful thrust, Ben buried himself deep inside Rogue, his dragon pulsing as he released his hot seed into her. Ahhh, fuck! he roared, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.
The feeling of Ben's warm, thick cum filling her sent Rogue over the edge. She screamed his name, her body convulsing as she came undone beneath him. "BEN!" she cried, her voice echoing off the walls. "Fuck, yes, fill me up!"
Ben collapsed on top of Rogue, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
Rogue wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as she basked in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. "That was…" she panted, her voice barely audible. Incredible.
Ben lifted his head, his eyes meeting hers. A slow smile spread across his face as he saw the look of satisfaction and contentment in her gaze.
"You're amazing," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "I'm glad I was your first."
Rogue's smile widened, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back.
"And I'm glad you were mine," she replied, her voice filled with a newfound affection.
She finally experienced her first sexual encounter. After ingesting the Dragon Tonic within her sacred forest, she fell into Ben's embrace.
In the cave, Ben and Rogue were again going to become busy in sex when someone knocked on their door.
Ben wore a towel as he walked over to open it; he found Paul standing outside.
"What are you doing here?" Paul asked them.
Rogue was slightly flustered by their situation. But Ben's words amazed her. "Come in your true form," he said.
She was confused as to what he meant; she watched Paul morph from his human form into Darkholme and then into Mystique.
"Why?" Rogue asked, now confused.
"I'm just trying to protect you from Xavier and the X-Men." Raven explained.
Rogue grabs Mystique, her grip tight and unforgiving. Now, there will be no more secrets, she says through gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with anger and betrayal.
She's assaulted by vivid flashbacks of Mystique morphing into the X-Men, chasing her, the lies that had been fed to her. Her voice trembles with emotion.
"You used me, manipulated me. I trusted you!"
Mystique's eyes flutter open, confusion etched on her face. She tries to sit up, but Rogue's grip prevents her. Stay down, Rogue orders, her voice cold and commanding. You're going to listen to me for once.
Ben watches the scene unfold, his expression unreadable. When Mystique stirs, he moves closer to Rogue, placing a comforting hand on her back. "It's okay," he murmurs softly. "She can't hurt you anymore."
Rogue turns to him, her eyes welling with tears. "Ben, I'm so sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible.