Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Teasing Jean Gray 2

Mu Chen leaned down over the redhead, his body pressing gently against hers. Jean’s face was glowing with pure bliss, a soft, satisfied smile curving her lips. Her eyes held a loving, almost doting warmth as she looked up at him, still feeling the thick warmth of his cum deep inside her womb.

"Oh god... I can’t get enough of you," she whispered, her voice soft but filled with raw need.

She pulled him down into a slow, deep kiss. Their lips moved together lazily at first, savoring the moment. Jean’s hands slid up his back, gently exploring his body while Mu Chen’s hands roamed over her naked body, caressing her waist and the curve of her hips.

Their tongues met in a slow, sensual dance, tasting each other as the kiss gradually grew hotter and more intimate.

"So, the professor is addicted to me?"

He lowered his head and buried his face between her heavy breasts, nuzzling into her soft, warm cleavage.

Jean let out a soft chuckle, her fingers gently moving through his hair, playing with the strands as she held him there.

"As addicted as you are to my boobs..." she replied, her voice carrying a teasing edge.

Mu Chen kept his mouth latched onto Jean’s heavy breast, sucking hard while his hand squeezed the other one roughly. He bit down on her stiff nipple, tugging it lightly between his teeth before soothing it with his tongue.

"Ahhhhn~... they’re sensitive now, little scoundrel~..." Jean moaned, her voice breathy as she arched into his mouth.

Mu Chen pulled back just enough to speak against her wet skin.

"You always say the same thing?"

Jean let out a soft, needy sound as he switched to her other breast, sucking and biting it with the same hunger.

"But you never stop..." she whispered.

Mu Chen chuckled darkly against her nipple.

"Neither do you want me to... do you?"

Instead of answering, Jean pushed his head lower and arched her back higher, offering more of her breast to his mouth. Mu Chen sucked harder, biting and leaving fresh marks on her soft flesh while his hand kept kneading the other tit.

"Though I have to admit," he said between sucks, "you have good recovery."

Jean let out a small chuckle, her fingers running through his hair.

"Oh? Why do you say so?"

Mu Chen lifted his head slightly, looking up at her with a teasing smirk while his thumb kept circling her nipple.

"Yesterday you were feeling all sore after I fucked you in the office... and see, not even a full day has passed and you pulled me here to fuck you again."

Jean’s face flushed deep red. She remembered clearly how she had begged him to stop yesterday; afraid she would actually pass out from the intensity. The memory made her blush even harder.

And then she suddenly flipped their positions. In one smooth motion, she pushed Mu Chen onto his back and climbed on top of him. She settled over his hips, her cum-slick pussy pressing directly against his still-hard cock as she leaned down, her face hovering just above his.

"I am the host of the Phoenix," she said with a smile. "What did you expect from me?"

She started grinding slowly on his cock, rubbing her wet folds along his length while her hands stayed tangled in his hair, her fingers gently brushing his face.

Mu Chen’s hands immediately moved to her plump ass, gripping and squeezing both cheeks as she rocked against him.

"That little bird is helping you in a very nasty way..." he murmured, his voice low and rough as he looked up at her.

Mu Chen’s hands kept kneading Jean’s plump ass, squeezing the soft flesh firmly as his fingers sank deep into her skin, changing the shape of her cheeks with every rough grope.

"Ahhhh... Mmmph..." Jean let out a soft chuckle against his lips, finding it strangely amusing how casually he referred to the Phoenix — a cosmic force of creation and destruction — as a "little bird."

She knew in his presence, the Phoenix Force grew strangely dormant, almost as if it were cautious... or afraid. It was something she had never experienced with anyone else.

Jean bit his lower lip, sucking it into her mouth before pulling it slowly, stretching it between her teeth.

"You know..." she murmured after releasing his lip, her voice softer now, "I find peace when I’m with you."

Mu Chen smiled, his hands still lazily groping her ass. "I know."

She couldn’t read his mind, couldn’t sense his emotions like she could with others. That silence — that rare, heavy quiet in her head — was something she had grown to crave without even realizing it.

"Why did you choose to be a student?" she asked quietly, her fingers still brushing through his hair as she kept slowly grinding her cum-slick pussy along the length of his still-hard cock, her wet folds dragging over him with every lazy roll of her hips.

Jean knew from the Phoenix’s fear of him that Mu Chen was far stronger than anyone present. Even so, within the academy’s walls, he was still a student, as he chooses to be.

"Just to chill. Why? Don’t you like me being a student?" Mu Chen replied with smile.

Jean leaned down and kissed him again — long, slow, and tender this time. When she finally pulled back, her voice was soft. "No... I love you being my student."

Mu Chen chuckled, his hands sliding up to squeeze her waist. "You’re a very naughty professor, you know that?"

Jean laughed softly, her nose brushing against his. Her hips rolled again, slower, more deliberate, dragging her swollen clit along his shaft.

"We should get ready... we’ve been here for two hours already. People will start getting suspicious."

Though Mu Chen could have easily stopped time for everyone else if he wanted, he didn’t bother. There was no need.

"You’re grinding your needy cunt on me and still saying we should get up?" Mu Chen’s smirk widened. He gave her ass a firm squeeze and thrust his hips up just enough to grind his cock harder against her messy folds.

Jean laughed softly, her nose brushing against his. She was still moving, still rubbing herself on him like she couldn’t stop.

"I told you... I can’t get enough of you."

Mu Chen suddenly flipped them over in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath him. He settled between her spread thighs, his cock pressing right against her entrance again.

"Neither can I," he growled against her lips.

Jean moaned into his mouth as he pushed back inside her, her arms wrapping around his neck while the room once again filled with the sound of their low, heated moans and the wet sounds of him fucking his cum back into her.