[2009 – July]
Limbs trembling in shock while her heart pounded against the cage of her ribs like a wild horse, Emma turned her sight away from the monitor on which the scenes in Elijah's training room had just played themselves out.
She wasn't just shocked by what she had just witnessed but infinitely close to pure horror, the only saving grace being that Elijah was her brother and part of her family, as what he had just done was something even Omega-level mutants should not be capable of. At least not in the way he had done it.
Elijah's newfound abilities were clearly an evolution to his powers, but Emma had never seen or heard anything like that, the only mutant that could maybe compare to him in that aspect being the master of magnetism.
Even Jean was different as she was the avatar of a higher-order being, and therefore not solely responsible for her own power growth.
From what Emma knew, Magneto's power had started out with the ability to control ferrous metals, but slowly he started to become able to influence the magnetic field directly, which later evolved further into him being able to control and manipulate the electromagnet field, one of the four fundamental forces of the Universe.
Erik was feared and worshiped exactly because of this, as he had been able to constantly excavate the potential of his ability, and become a man of power that knew no equal.
Still, it had taken Magneto decades to reach this point, decades he had spent in grueling training, dancing on the line between life and death regularly.
But what about Elijah, who had evolved and advanced his powers at every turn just after a few weeks of awakening them?
Her younger brother's talent was simply inhuman, and Emma realized that Elijah wasn't just extraordinary. He was wholly unique, the Omega category seeming unfit for one such as him.
…
Washing off the blood from my face in the locker room before walking back to Jean's and mine apartment, I simply collapsed on the king-sized bed after stripping off my clothes, my mind and especially my body exhausted from what I had just accomplished.
'Teleporting' myself through the training room was no easy feat and like any mutant stressing my powers beyond previous limits left a strain on my physical body, not to mention my mind. Thankfully though my mind had just been enhanced greatly, so the mental exhaustion I faced wasn't too severe.
Truthfully speaking though I wasn't capable of teleportation in the typical sense, what I had done was purely manipulate my shield which had fused with the space it occupied on a fundamental level, becoming that space in the process, and separated the area inside the barrier from the outside world, creating something akin to a sub-dimension.
Moving that space had only seemed like teleportation because space was capable of moving at speeds even beyond the speed of light.
I remembered this fact clearly as an anecdote from an introductory physics class I had taken while in college in my last life, even though I had later abandoned that path.
It had been part of a theory that there existed galaxies far away from the Milky Way that were unobservable through any means, as the light from said galaxy could never reach Earth due to the fact that the space between the two galaxies expanded at a faster speed than even light could travel.
It was a theory that had struck me with an almost unbearable sense of longing, knowing that there existed places so far away that we wouldn't ever know of their existence, places that constantly moved away further and further.
Not to mention that there had been galaxies that could be observed through highly-advanced telescopes, though by the point the light had reached Earth said galaxies would have most likely already been swallowed up by Black Holes simply because too much time had already passed when the light had finally reached Earth.
It was a simple fact that all we had known about the Universe in my last life had been nothing more than glimpses of its distant past.
In this life though, I was determined to see it with my own eyes, to wander amongst the stars and experience the endlessly expanding cosmos for myself, never reaching the end of my journey.
I fell asleep while imagining myself walking amongst celestial bodies and luminaries, treading on a path that would lead me through the void of space. And even after I had fallen asleep, I dreamed of the cosmos and the secrets it held, waiting to be explored and uncovered.
…
Stepping into the apartment she lived in with Elijah around lunchtime, to prepare some food after a lengthy training session, Jean called out in greeting: "Elijah?"
Her love had left her a message saying that he went back to the apartment a few hours ago, which was lucky as contrary to anyone else, she could not scan for him telepathically, or use her newly-gained sense to detect life to find him, Elijah being capable of shielding himself even from her abilities.
Not getting any answer, Jean moved to the bedroom, having already planned on switching her tight red training clothes for something more comfortable, her long hair being tied in a ponytail that swung behind her with every graceful step the young mutant beauty took.
She paused for a moment though as she reached the doorframe and saw her lover resting on the bed, his clothes discarded for the moment while only a thin sheet was covering his lower body.
"You're in bed early. Training went well, I guess.", Jean whispered smilingly, after having crawled onto the waist-high king-sized bed, her fingers softly brushing over the warm skin of his back and her lips leaving a gentle kiss on his shoulder blade.
Her senses being enhanced by the immense psionic energy coursing through her body at all times, she detected his shallow breathing so she knew that he was either just waking up or had not fallen asleep just yet.
"Mhm-hmm.", he hummed in agreement, his arm lazily wrapping itself around her midsection and pulling her to his side as he moved into a sideways position without opening his eyes.
The high-tech breathable material hugged Jean's curves smoothly, the long yoga pants displaying her slender legs and perky behind deliciously, while her perfect-sized bust was held in place by the long-sleeved shirt that left her taut abdomen bare.
Finally opening his eyes, a hungry light shining in them affectionately, Elijah stole himself a soft kiss from Jean's full lips.
Though his beautiful lover's eyes widened as she felt the ambient psionic energy humming joyfully in response to Elijah's emotions, his powerful mind rousing the usually silent energy surrounding them.
As the incarnation of the nexus of all psionic energy from every reality, Jean wasn't just extra sensitive to the psionic energies around her, but her mind was also several magnitudes more powerful than any other in this world.
Jean realized that Elijah's mind must have become much stronger, which led to him influencing the psionic energy in his immediate vicinity subconsciously.
She herself was likewise able to take control over the psionic energy surrounding her with great ease, theoretically, she could even exert control over all existing psionic energy. This was also the reason why every loss of control on her part could be potentially fatal for those around her.
"You became stronger again? Much stronger, in fact.", Jean voiced out against his lips breathlessly, Elijah's hands already roaming over her figure, one of his hands pulling her deeper into his embrace and the other gently squeezing her breasts through her workout clothes.
"I had an epiphany.", he replied with a whisper, his lips drawing a path from her jaw down to her neck, where Elijah promptly decided to suck on her skin causing a low moan to escape her lips.
"Wh- … Mhmm … What ep- … Mhmm … Epiphany?", Jean questioned, trying to suppress her moans as Elijah's muscular frame pressed her into the sheets, his lower body pushing against her core, while his hands softly kneaded her breasts and his lips danced over her heated skin.
"No more questions, my love.", Elijah stated softly, his forehead touching hers while his desire-filled gaze bore into her own, telling her of the lusty pleasures he wanted to overwhelm her with.
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[2009 – July]
Jean couldn't help but give in, loving the way he desired her with such passion, deep love in every caress of his.
The sensual way his sculpted muscles tensed with every move of his, his strength condensed into pure masculine beauty. Heat rushed through Jean's veins when she felt the gentle yet decisive way Elijah was intimate with her, her own wants awakening in full force as she felt his hard length grind against her undercarriage.
The next moment he somehow managed to cut open the front of her long-sleeved shirt, his fingers pulling it apart and revealing her fair breasts to his heated gaze.
The rosy berries that topped both of them were already painfully hard, longing for his touch as she instinctively arched her back to bring them closer to him. Her hands had moved to Elijah's sides, drawing him closer while clawing at his warm skin, as she let a small whimper escape her soft lips.
His green eyes overflowing with desire, he kept them locked onto her own as he lowered his lips to her chest, brushing over her skin with them, his warm breath caressing her skin and making her shudder in pleasure.
He left a path of kisses and his pearly teeth brushed over her sensitive breasts, sucking on her milky flesh every now and then, causing her to moan and mewl, her desire growing and growing. All the while Elijah's beautiful eyes studied every one of her reactions as if she was the only thing that mattered at this moment.
And when his lips finally closed themselves around the peak of her right breast, sucking her areola into his mouth lightly and simultaneously flicking his tongue over the sensitive berry while lightly biting down it, his hips moving at the same time to exert pressure on the little lovebud hiding between her lower lips, Jean cried out in pleasure.
A tiny orgasm ran through her form and left her with an even stronger desire for Elijah's caresses and warmth, causing Jean to not hesitate and raise her hips with trembling legs when she felt his fingers move beneath the waistband of her skin-tight workout pants. At the same time, she used her own powers to strip herself of her top.
Setting her legs back down on the bedding, Jean looked up at Elijah, who was hovering over her in all his naked glory, while she wore nothing but a pair of black near-transparent lacy panties. Though as she had felt extra daring this morning it was a crotchless pair, the fabric parting generously and revealing her sex completely, as well as the small strip of red hair right above her slit.
Parting her legs with her hands on her inner thighs, Jean's eyes stared up at Elijah longingly, the desire to feel him inside her near overwhelming. Though when her eyes locked onto his, her breath hitched involuntarily, the intensity of his gaze and emotions making her whimper.
…
A sea of bright red hair fanning around her perfect features, deep green eyes looking at me with want and desire, her full lips half-opened as she sighed in need.
A graceful neck marked by my own lips leading to slender shoulders on her delicate frame, two full and perfect breasts resting just beneath her collarbones, their peaks hard and glistening with my saliva, traces left behind by my ministrations.
The gentle curve of her ribcage flowed into her waist and hips, eventually extending down her beautiful legs and adorable feet. Her hands pushed against her toned thighs, her lingerie daring and unable to hide from me her most sacred place, its petals already glistening with love juices.
I was captivated by the sheer beauty of my lover at this moment, hardly able to think of anything else than the desire to keep Jean for myself, my love for her leaving me at her complete mercy. The urge to touch her, to be touched by her tearing at my sanity.
…
It was as if Elijah was spellbound by the sight of her, possessiveness and tender devotion battling in his gaze. Until finally, his eyes settled on hers shining with a hunger so deep, it could be mistaken for despair.
Leaning forward his lips captured hers and he kissed her as if he was dying of thirst and she was his saving grace, his hands running over her curves, caressing and kneading the soft flesh of her breasts, while his hard shaft pressed against her moist opening.
And with a gentle but deep thrust, Elijah sheathed his entire length in her cave, causing them both to cry out and moan in pleasure, their gazes locking onto each other once more. His bright green eyes filled with such love that Jean felt as if she was the only being that mattered to him.
The moment of their union was something indescribably beautiful, the feeling of him inside her, his warmth pulsing in her core, soothing her soul and heart in a manner nothing else could. And with every moment they stayed connected, every thrust and push of their hips to draw out the pleasure they gifted each other so intimately, Jean just knew that they belonged together.
…
"You will have to learn to control your emotions at all times now.", Jean remarked as she stood with her back to me in nothing but a white shirt of mine and a pair of her lacy panties of the same color, this one hiding her lower body like it was supposed to do, even though the fabric was likewise near-transparent.
Her hair was done up in a loose braid, as she stood there and used a spatula to move around the vegetable rice she had in the pan, the chicken filets being fried in another one.
"Mhmm-hmm.", I replied with half-lidded eyes, her every movement burning itself into my memory as I watched her quietly, wearing nothing but a loose pair of sweat pants, my upper body bare.
Turning her head halfway to face me, a smile gracing her soft lips and a tender light shining in her eyes, she added with a comfortable sigh: "I can feel your emotions moving the psions around us. Your desire, your love."
"Good.", I whispered quietly, leaving a kiss on her neck, my right hand brushing lightly over her right hip and perky butt as I passed by her and grabbed some plates and cutlery to set the table.
I knew though that Jean was right, as my enhanced mental capabilities, while impressive, needed me to keep myself in check.
Like her and Emma, my mind had now reached the threshold to directly influence the ambient psionic energy without explicit use of my abilities, which meant that I could potentially harm others by losing control over my emotions.
It was unlikely though as my control over psionic energy was meager compared to either of them, hardly enough to move a feather. Still, it was also something that could be used by others against me if I wasn't careful.
With time and training though I also may be able to advance this control and maybe reach Emma's level who could use psionic energy offensively, even though such was not part of her mutant ability.
From what I remembered, even the Professor had some minor telekinetic abilities he most certainly owed to the strength of his mind, though his ability to control psionic energy was by far inferior to Emma's, which didn't surprise me much.
Emma was almost obsessive when it came to gaining power and I had no doubt that she spent years refining all her abilities to perfection, and still did. For her, everything was a weapon to be potentially used against her adversaries.
For the time being, I had other plans, though setting aside an hour or two each day to explore what I could do with my newly-gained Extrasensory Perception did not seem like a waste of effort, especially since it gave me a basic awareness of the space of my surroundings, which was very useful when it came to controlling my shields.
I wasn't sure though how advanced my Sixth Sense was, and if it could compare to Peter Parker's 'Spidersense' in any way, which was definitely something I wanted. A specialized perception towards danger was immensely helpful in the long run, and I planned to grant myself such an ability either way.
I hadn't yet decided though if I wanted another Omega-level ability at this point in time, as my most recent breakthrough had shown me that I didn't even fully understand my shielding powers. It seemed more prudent to fill the gaps in my arsenal with minor abilities, while continue exploring my shields.
Not to mention that I couldn't just randomly choose another Omega-level power that might not even fit in with my fighting style. Despite my choice of Shielding Creation and Manipulation, and my careful consideration up until now, I was a warrior at heart and I loved to fight.
The pure rush of adrenaline and the intensity of combat made my blood sing in my veins, but choosing an ability purely offensive in nature was undoubtedly a bad idea.
I wouldn't lose anything by waiting either way, as with Jean by my side my reserves would just continue to grow, even if I granted myself a few minor abilities.
Jean might not be able to do what the Phoenix did and gift me enough life energy for an Omega-level ability, as this required an enormous, near-overwhelming quantity of energy, enough to simply wipe out the whole planet, which my lovely redhead simply could not control for the time being, but she did try to channel small amounts of her energy into my body with every touch and caress.
She did this not only to my benefit, but it was as also the perfect way for her to train her energy control, constantly making progress in this rather monumental task.
Having finished setting the table and preparing something to drink just as Jean finished cooking and placed the chicken fillets on a small serving platter and the rice into a bowl, we sat opposite each other on the small two-person table.
It was a quiet meal we shared together, my feet resting on the cross stretcher of her wooden stool while hers rested on my legs intimately. Every now and then a small laugh escaped her soft lips as we talked about different topics, every one of them making my world feel that much brighter.
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