Rogue turns to him, her eyes welling with tears. Ben, I'm so sorry, she whispers, her voice barely audible.
"It's okay, after all you have given me a good gift," Ben says, his voice gentle but with an underlying hint of something darker.
He turns his attention to Mystique, who is now fully awake and trying to sit up. "You've caused enough trouble, but now it's my time," he growls, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her off the ground with ease.
With a swift motion, he tears her shirt open, buttons flying in all directions. Mystique gasps, her bare breasts exposed to the cool cave air. "What are you doing?!"
Ben smirks, his grip tightening around Mystique's throat.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" he asks, his voice low and menacing. "I'm taking what's rightfully mine." He tosses her onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly on the mattress.
With a swift kick, he sends her legs flying apart. He grabs the waistband of her pants and yanks, the fabric tearing loudly as he exposes her lower half.
"You think you can just walk in here, manipulate my girl, and walk out unscathed?" he snarls, his hands roaming over her exposed skin possessively. "Think again, Mystique."
Rogue watches, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. She bites her lip, her heart racing as she sees Ben assert his dominance over the shapeshifter.
Ben's eyes rake over Mystique's body, taking in every curve and contour. Her breasts are full and round, with dusky nipples that harden under his gaze.
Her waist is narrow, flaring out to hips that could be gripped perfectly. Between her legs, her pussy is bare and glistening, a testament to her arousal despite the situation.
Mystique's ass is firm and high, a perfect handful. Ben gives it a sharp slap, watching as the flesh jiggles.
"You've got a nice body, Mystique," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And today I am going to feast on it."
Rogue's breath hitches as she takes in the sight of Mystique's exposed body.
Mystique's eyes widen in shock as she realizes her predicament. She tries to cover herself, but Ben's grip on her wrists prevents her.
"Ben, what are you doing?!" she cries out, her voice filled with panic.
Rogue watches the scene unfold, her own shock evident on her face. "Ben…" she starts, but trails off, unsure of what to say.
Ben smirks, his dragon standing proudly at attention. He releases Mystique's wrists, allowing her to cover herself, but only briefly. With a swift motion, he grabs her hands and pins them above her head.
"I'm doing what needs to be done," he growls, his face inches from hers. "Well, now it's time for you to face the consequences."
His dragon twitches, brushing against Mystique's thigh. "And the first consequence is that you're going to serve me," he says, his voice low and commanding. "Right here, right now."
Ben's hands roam over Mystique's body, groping and squeezing her curves. He leans in close, his breath hot against her ear. "Ever since I saw you, I just wanted to fuck you," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "But now, I finally have the chance."
Mystique struggles against his grip, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. "Ben, what you're doing is wrong," she protests weakly. "You're my student. We can't…"
But Ben cuts her off, positioning his dragon in front of her nether region. He slaps it against her folds, the sound echoing through the room. Shut up, he growls. "I'm going to enjoy this, and so are you."
He grabs her hips, pulling her closer. His dragon presses against her entrance, the tip slipping inside. "And I'm going to start by fucking your tight little ass."
He pushes his dragon into Mystique's nether region, tearing through her anal virginity.
She screams in pain, her body tensing and shaking beneath him. "AHHH! BEN, NO!" she cries out, tears streaming down her face.
The pain is intense, unlike anything she's ever felt before. Her muscles clench and spasm, trying to push him out, but Ben's grip is too strong. He continues to push deeper, his dragon stretching her tight hole to its limit.
Rogue watches the scene unfold, her own body trembling with a unwanted arousal. She wants to intervene, to stop Ben, but something holds her back. The sight of Mystique's pain and humiliation is strangely compelling.
Despite the initial pain, Mystique finds herself slowly adapting to Ben's intrusion. Her body begins to relax, and she starts to feel a strange, pleasurable sensation building within her. She bites her lip, trying to suppress the moans that threaten to escape.
Ben notices the change and smirks, his hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
"That's it, Mystique," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. "You're starting to like it, aren't you?"
He pulls out of her nether region, his dragon glistening with her juices. Without warning, he plunges into her sacred forest, filling her completely.
Mystique arches her back, a loud moan tearing from her throat. "AHHHH, BEN!" she cries out, her fingers digging into the sheets.
The pleasure is overwhelming, unlike anything she's ever experienced. Ben's dragon stretches her, hitting depths she never knew existed.
Ben begins to fuck her in earnest, his hips slamming against hers with increasing force.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the room, punctuated by Mystique's moans and cries. "FUCK, BEN!" she screams, her voice echoing off the walls. "HARDER! DEEPER!"
Rogue watches, her own arousal growing with each thrust. She can't believe what she's seeing, Mystique, the woman who had manipulated and betrayed her, now begging for Ben's dragon.
Ben's thrusts become more frenzied, his breathing ragged. He leans down, his lips brushing against Mystique's ear.
"You're mine now," he growls, his voice possessive. "Both your holes belong to me. I'm going to fill them up, mark you as my territory."
He reaches between their bodies, his fingers finding Mystique's clit. He rubs it in circles, applying just the right amount of pressure.
"Come for me, Mystique," he orders, his voice commanding. "I want to feel you squeeze my dragon as you come apart."
Mystique's body trembles, on the verge of climax. She's so close, teetering on the edge of oblivion. With a final thrust and a pinch to her clit, Ben sends her over the edge.
"AHHHHH!" she screams, her orgasm ripping through her like a hurricane.
After a half an hour of intense lovemaking, Mystique's sacred and nether regions are filled with Ben's hot, sticky fluid. She lies there, panting and exhausted, as Ben pulls out of her.
As she catches her breath, she notices Ben turning his attention back to Rogue. Panic sets in, and without a second thought, Mystique transforms into a wolf and bolts for the door. She shifts again midstride, morphing into a bird as she takes flight, soaring away from the cave.
Rogue watches her go, a mix of emotions swirling within her. Relief, anger, and a strange sense of understanding. She turns to Ben, who is now approaching her with a hungry gaze.
He also noticed Mystique had flown away from him, but he didn't stop; he had already fucked Mystique, and now whenever he wanted, he could go back to her. His main focus was on Rogue.
"It's just you and me now, he murmurs, pulling her close. And I'm not done with you yet."
Rogue's breath hitches as Ben pulls her close, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. She looks up at him, her eyes wide and vulnerable. "Ben, I…" she starts, but trails off, unsure of what to say.
Ben silences her with a kiss, his lips claiming hers in a passionate embrace. He lifts her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carries her back to the bed.
"I'm going to make you forget all about her," he promises, his voice low and husky. "You're mine now, Rogue. Only mine."
He lays her down gently, his body covering hers. His dragon presses against her entrance, hard and ready.
"I'm going to fuck you until you can't think straight, until the only thing you remember is the feeling of me inside you," he says, his voice filled with possessive desire. "Are you ready for that, Rogue?"
Rogue nods, her heart racing with anticipation. She wants Ben, needs him in a way she's never needed anyone before.
"Yes," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire. "I'm ready. Fuck me, Ben. Make me yours."
With a powerful thrust, Ben enters her, filling her completely. Rogue cries out, her back arching off the bed. He starts to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm that quickly builds in intensity.
"Fuck, you're so tight again," he groans, his forehead resting against hers. "So perfect."
Rogue meets his thrusts, her hips lifting to take him deeper. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming her entire being.
The cave echoes with the sounds of their lovemaking, the slap of skin against skin, their heavy breathing, and the occasional moan or cry of pleasure. Ben's thrusts become more urgent, his dragon pulsing inside Rogue's tight heat. "You feel so fucking good," he pants, his grip on her hips tightening.
Rogue's nails dig into his back, her legs locking around his waist. She's close, her body tensing as the pleasure builds to a crescendo.
"Ben, I'm... I'm gonna come," she gasps, her voice strained with need.
With a final, powerful thrust, Ben buries himself deep inside her, his dragon erupting. Hot ropes of cum fill Rogue's depths, triggering her own explosive orgasm. "FUCK!" she screams, her body convulsing beneath him.
.....
Rogue woke up after having a great sex session. She was sleeping in Ben's arms. She saw from her eyes, Ben had fucked Mystique right in front of her.
She wanted to stop him, but she couldn't. If this were any other girl and boy, the girl would have instantly broken up with the boy.
But Rogue couldn't do that with Ben, and after fucking Mystique, he even went on to fuck her too, and she enjoyed it. She is now fully his property.
...…
While a snowstorm was building, Professor Xavier and Logan were talking about the students. The students didn't know that Ms. Darkholme was actually Mystique in disguise.
Their conversation was interrupted when Storm and Jean came in with bad news—a strong blizzard was coming to the mountains.
Xavier was confused to see Jean at the mansion instead of on the trip. Jean explained that Ms. Darkholme had taken her off the trip so Rogue could go instead.
Worried, Xavier, Logan, and Storm flew the Blackbird jet to the mountains to find Ben. While they flew through the heavy snow, Xavier used his mind powers to check on Ben and told everyone that he was okay.
When the jet landed, they found Ben and Rogue safe, waiting in the snow. Everyone felt relieved.
The group approaches Ben and Rogue, their faces a mix of relief and curiosity. Storm's gaze lingers on the pair, a soft smile playing on her lips. She notices the way Ben's hand envelops Rogue's, protective and possessive. The way Rogue leans into him, her body seeking his warmth in the cold.
Jean's eyes widen slightly as she takes in the scene. She remembers Ms. Darkholme's sudden decision to replace her with Rogue on the trip. A flicker of jealousy crosses her face before she schools her features into a neutral expression.
Logan, ever the observant one, picks up on the subtle changes in their dynamic. His sharp eyes notice the intimacy in their body language, the way Ben's thumb gently caresses Rogue's knuckles. "Well, well, well," he drawls, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Looks like you two had quite the adventure."
Professor Xavier studies them intently, his psychic abilities picking up on the emotional bond that now ties Ben and Rogue together. A knowing smile spreads across his face. "I'm glad to see you both safe," he says warmly.
They understand that Ben has crossed his line with Rogue, and became intimate with her.
Even Kitty was surprised to know it.
Storm sees Ben looking at her and gives him a naughty smile, causing a shiver to run down her body. As she tries to get away from him, but since they are inside the X-Jet, she can't.
Ben put his hand on Storm's leg as he whispered in her ear. "Don't be afraid of me, when I eat you, you will enjoy it more than anything else in your life. You're a mature woman and even a virgin. It's time for you to give up your virginity to someone, like me." His hands were advancing towards her middle of both legs, slowly going towards her Sacred Forest.
Her eyes widened at his bold declaration, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. She's a mature woman, yes, but the idea of losing her virginity, especially in such a public setting, is both thrilling and terrifying.
The Storm quickly removed his hands from her leg; he said, "Kid, don't try to test my patience." Her eyes turned white as she threatened him. Ben gave her a peck on the lips, causing her powers to fade.
Storm's eyes widen in shock as Ben kisses her, the gentle touch momentarily overriding her powers. She stares at him, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. His whispered words send a shiver down her spine, and she feels a sudden warmth pooling in her lower belly.
Ben's hand caresses his dragon, the gesture both threatening and alluring. Storm's breath catches in her throat as she watches him, her body betraying her by responding to his touch. She tries to remove his hand, but her movements are hesitant, lacking conviction.
"Well, let's see how long it takes for you to escape my Dragon," he whispered in her ear and bit her ear. His hand caressed his Dragon. As his other hand begins to explore her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist.
Storm gasps softly, her skin tingling beneath his touch. She knows she should stop him, but the pleasure is too intense, too overwhelming.
They had returned back to the Xavier Mansion, but now Storm was afraid of Ben.
She tries to put as much distance between herself and Ben as possible. She thought she had escaped his advances, but now it seems he's only grown bolder.
She didn't know that the devil was about to catch her. He clearly whispered in her ear that he would eat her. In the Blackbird, this devil not only just gave her peck, and bit her ears.
He was more daring, his hands constantly roam over her body, groping and squeezing her curves. He palms her oranges, kneading the soft flesh through her clothing. Storm gasps, her body reacting despite her fear. She tries to push him away, but Ben is relentless, his touch becoming more insistent with each passing moment.
As they walk through the halls of the Xavier Mansion, Ben stays close behind her, his breath hot on her neck. He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers his threatening words. "You can't run from me forever, Storm," he murmurs.