Drabble Hour
Jun. 23rd, 2008 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
talktoolooseTitle: The Interpretation of Dreams
Author: Talktooloose
'Verse: X-Men movieverse with ref. to Astonishing X-Men
Pairing: Jean and Kitty
Warnings: Sex, nudity and amateur psychoanalysis
Word count: 534
Spoilers for Astonishing X-Men #24 and Giant-Size Astonishing X-Men #1
While I finish the massive Chapter 22 of Days of Becoming, here's a silly drabble that occured to me in the middle of the night. AU because Kitty is still a student while Jean is alive, yet she's graduated here.
They lay together in Jean’s big bed, having made love on and off, all through the night. Now the morning sun was coloring the room pink as it passed through the shears. Kitty ran a finger across Jean’s broad, strong frame, taking the firm weight of one breast in her palm and kissing the nipple gently.
“I’m so glad to be here,” she said.
“Are you really? Are you sure?”
“Jean, please don’t freak out on me again. You didn’t do anything wrong. I just turned 18, you’re not my teacher anymore.”
“I know, but —”
“And it was me that seduced you.”
“But, Scott…”
“You said Scott gave you permission to try it with a woman if the opportunity ever arose. Well, here I am: Little Ms. Opportunity!” She climbed on top of the older woman and kissed her mouth before any more “buts” could emerge. “Did you get any sleep?”
“Yes,” Jean said, “but I had the weirdest dreams.”
Kitty climbed off and turned on her side facing Jean, propped up on one elbow. “Tell me! I’m good at interpreting dreams.”
“It’s a bit confusing… Okay, I’ll just say the things I remember.” She stared up at the ceiling with the same look on her face as when she was trying to make sense of a strange medical phenomenon. “I was in a forest, surrounded by a really nasty band of mutants. Criminals, thugs. Oh, and Magneto was there, too.”
“Were you their prisoner? Were they doing perverted things to you?”
“No, they were scared of me. I was all red: my hair, my clothes. And not my normal red; more like fire. Long fiery red hair, long red coat. Then I was in my childhood home and I was alone. Terribly alone. I looked down at the floor and Charles was there. Dead. I think I killed him. Oh! And Scott, too. I killed them both.”
“Wow, heavy. Anything else?”
“Yeah, my name wasn’t ‘Jean’ anymore. It was ‘Phoenix.’”
“Like in Arizona or like the mythical bird?”
Jean laughed. “The bird, I suppose.”
Kitty turned over the details in her head, playing absently with Jean’s hair. “Okay, that’s pretty obvious, actually. It’s all about guilt. You’re in a forest — that’s always the subconscious. You’re red, which is the color of sensuality, of taboo. You know? The Lady in Red? And even the bad guys are scared of you because you’re so, you know, evil.
“You’ve betrayed Xavier and Scott. By sleeping with me, right?” Jean bit her lip. Kitty climbed back on top and stared deep into her eyes. “Hey, relax, this is pure science we’re talking here!”
“Okay, so why am I called ‘Phoenix?’”
Kitty smiled, grinding her crotch slowly and erotically against Jean’s. “Because you’ve just been reborn.”
They made love again, their orgasms rising higher and higher as the sunlight filled the room.
Afterwards, sweaty and relaxed, Jean asked Kitty. “And what did you dream, Sigmund Pryde?”
“Oh, God, don’t ask. It was totally Freud overload. I’m flying through space, trapped in a giant bullet, get it? Or I am the bullet or something and I’m piercing the Earth. Aggghhhh, we’re not going there, it’s too disturbing!”
Author: Talktooloose
'Verse: X-Men movieverse with ref. to Astonishing X-Men
Pairing: Jean and Kitty
Warnings: Sex, nudity and amateur psychoanalysis
Word count: 534
Spoilers for Astonishing X-Men #24 and Giant-Size Astonishing X-Men #1
While I finish the massive Chapter 22 of Days of Becoming, here's a silly drabble that occured to me in the middle of the night. AU because Kitty is still a student while Jean is alive, yet she's graduated here.
They lay together in Jean’s big bed, having made love on and off, all through the night. Now the morning sun was coloring the room pink as it passed through the shears. Kitty ran a finger across Jean’s broad, strong frame, taking the firm weight of one breast in her palm and kissing the nipple gently.
“I’m so glad to be here,” she said.
“Are you really? Are you sure?”
“Jean, please don’t freak out on me again. You didn’t do anything wrong. I just turned 18, you’re not my teacher anymore.”
“I know, but —”
“And it was me that seduced you.”
“But, Scott…”
“You said Scott gave you permission to try it with a woman if the opportunity ever arose. Well, here I am: Little Ms. Opportunity!” She climbed on top of the older woman and kissed her mouth before any more “buts” could emerge. “Did you get any sleep?”
“Yes,” Jean said, “but I had the weirdest dreams.”
Kitty climbed off and turned on her side facing Jean, propped up on one elbow. “Tell me! I’m good at interpreting dreams.”
“It’s a bit confusing… Okay, I’ll just say the things I remember.” She stared up at the ceiling with the same look on her face as when she was trying to make sense of a strange medical phenomenon. “I was in a forest, surrounded by a really nasty band of mutants. Criminals, thugs. Oh, and Magneto was there, too.”
“Were you their prisoner? Were they doing perverted things to you?”
“No, they were scared of me. I was all red: my hair, my clothes. And not my normal red; more like fire. Long fiery red hair, long red coat. Then I was in my childhood home and I was alone. Terribly alone. I looked down at the floor and Charles was there. Dead. I think I killed him. Oh! And Scott, too. I killed them both.”
“Wow, heavy. Anything else?”
“Yeah, my name wasn’t ‘Jean’ anymore. It was ‘Phoenix.’”
“Like in Arizona or like the mythical bird?”
Jean laughed. “The bird, I suppose.”
Kitty turned over the details in her head, playing absently with Jean’s hair. “Okay, that’s pretty obvious, actually. It’s all about guilt. You’re in a forest — that’s always the subconscious. You’re red, which is the color of sensuality, of taboo. You know? The Lady in Red? And even the bad guys are scared of you because you’re so, you know, evil.
“You’ve betrayed Xavier and Scott. By sleeping with me, right?” Jean bit her lip. Kitty climbed back on top and stared deep into her eyes. “Hey, relax, this is pure science we’re talking here!”
“Okay, so why am I called ‘Phoenix?’”
Kitty smiled, grinding her crotch slowly and erotically against Jean’s. “Because you’ve just been reborn.”
They made love again, their orgasms rising higher and higher as the sunlight filled the room.
Afterwards, sweaty and relaxed, Jean asked Kitty. “And what did you dream, Sigmund Pryde?”
“Oh, God, don’t ask. It was totally Freud overload. I’m flying through space, trapped in a giant bullet, get it? Or I am the bullet or something and I’m piercing the Earth. Aggghhhh, we’re not going there, it’s too disturbing!”
