Kinktober Day 8 Cockwarming
Remy rubbed his forehead. His partners we’re arguing with eachother. Or at least telepathically doing so. Jubilee and the new mutants were in the main area with them. So they had to keep their more explicit aspects of their relationships as private as possible.
He needed to go over the grocery budget for this month, plan out the meals for next month and so much more.
And his damn partners were arguing over who gets him tonight.
He slams his planner shut and gathers his papers.
The kids were to busy playing their Nintendo to notice he was leaving.
“Bed by ten pups ya here?” He tells the groups of teen.
“No problem Remy.” Jubilee saluted towards him before returning to the game with the others.
He smiled and slinked off upstairs to the staff offices. Pulling out a playing card he charges it and places it near his head. The feedback let him cut his thoughts off from his partners.
Reaching his destination he walked into the room only to be surprised by the professor.
The man was rubbing his head.
“I presume all the psychic arguments are about you and who has dibs. I don’t see how that works with Rogue being gone?” Xavier looked at him perplexed.
Remy gave him a nervous grin. Placing his items on one of the desk.
“Oui. Dey be fightin’ over who’s Chok I be warmin’ tonight. Roguey has a tendency ta hog moi.”
Remy shrugged leaning against the desk.
Charles raised an eyebrow.
“Chok?”
“Dere dick Mon professeur. Remy’s Pussy is very warm fer dem and pleasant ta have yer Chok in it all night.”
“Oh! Oh my! Oh dear that doesn’t sound too comfortable.”
Remy chuckled at the professors bewildered look.
“Au contraire! Remy is like a furnace. I have a kinetic energy field runnin’ through my body. Makes my body temp higher den normal. Drives all da Femmes and Hommes crazy ta stick dere Choks in it. Specially mon bouclier de diamant during her hellfire meetings.”
Remy gave Charles sly smile at his red face.
“I-I see. Wait what! I thought you and Ann Marie were the only-”
“It be not yer business who’s wat till Dey tell ya! Fer yer information Wanda made special charms of hermaphroditus fer certain activities ta experiment wit.”
Charles eyes were wide
“Do ya want to feel it?”
“What?!” Charles looked at Remy in alarmed.
Remy rolled his eyes and grabbed Charles hand. Placing it on his exposed mid drift and side due to his Crop Top.
“Oh you are very warm.”
Remy smiled at him.
“Told ya so. My powers Dey make Remy’s body like a little furnace.”
Charles rubbed his one up and down Remy’s abs without thinking. While his other hand rest on Remy’s hip his thumb rubbing the warm skin as well.
The young man in front of him has always been an enticing beauty.
One that many have noticed in the past.
One that his X-Men plus other superheroes and villains have surely noticed.
One that many of his X-Men seemed to partake in.
“Well professah? Do ya want me? I can still meal plan as long as ya let me sit on ya comfortably.” Remy asked his alien like eyes were hooded.
Charles swallowed his salvia.
He can’t do this. Can he? Should he? He wasn’t one of Remy’s partners but he was offering.
“Yes.” He whispered. Given into his desires.
“So ya gonna just sit dere Cher?” Remy smirked and raised an eyebrow.
Charles with steady hands pulled Remy’s sweats down to reveal the auburn curls that were meticulously edged. Remy jumped up and sat on the desk allowing his sweats to fall off his ankles as he opened his legs.
He couldn’t help but gawk at what should be forbidden fruit to him.
It made his dick grow hard. Was he really that desperate for touch that just staring at Remy’s nether region made him aroused.
With a little effort he was able to roll his pants down slightly and to pull his penis out.
Remy looked at Charles quickly growing penis.
The Cajun young man waisted no time putting his own digits in his folds to get himself wet. Charles wanted to feel if his vagina was has warm as his torso.
Remy graciously took his fingers out with a squelch and started to play with his clit. Charles slowly added finger and pumped in and out. He eventually had all four of his fingers in and out of Remy’s pussy. The squelching noise was the only sound in the office besides Remy’s panting.
The warmth with Remy’s folds was delicious and addicting.
The Young Cajun was gripping the desk. His head thrown back a he let a groan cumming on Charles hand.
Remy’s fluids covered his hands. Not wanting to let go to waist he used the warm liquid to coat his penis as lube.
Remy looked back down at him flushed and panting.
The poor boy was tired from the day. Might as well speed this along so he can meal plan and go to bed.
Remy let out a squawk when he was suddenly levitated and hovered over Xavier’s lap.
“Proffesah easy now OH!” Xavier using his telekinesis brought Remy down on his cock.
Remy adjusted himself so he was sitting more comfortable on the erect appendage.
Charles finally understood why everyone was fighting now. Being in side of Remy felt Divine. The warmth was like nothing he ever experienced before. He held Remy by the hips. Burrowing his face into the younger man’s bosom. Everything was warm. Just so warm. The cunt squeezing his cock. The body in his lap. The chest his face was flushed against it was so warm.
Like the sun.
Charles was not a religious man but he wonders if a god was to ever be born a mortal man if they would feel like Remy.
So much power burning under his skin that made Charles feel like Icarus soaring too close to the sun.
Remy didn’t one more readjustment with how he was sitting and thats all it took.
He let a grunt and moaned as he came into Remy.
Remy blushed hard.
“I’m sorry Remy I didn’t mean to-”
“It’s ok! Dat happens a lot wit people. Told ya I’m like a furnace.”
‘More like a sun god gracing us foolish mortal with your loving presence.’
“Ya good?” Remy asked. Red on black eyes glowing.
He gave out pitiful ‘yes’.
“Bien. Turn around so and adjust de desk so I can get some work done.”
Charles nodded.
Using his Telekinesis he adjusted the desk and turn his chair around so his back was facing it but Remy’s front was facing it.
Silence filled the room. The only thing that could be heard was Remy writing in his planner and flipping through various papers.
The warmth surrounding his dick made it twitch. Remy’s pussy seemed to squeeze all the right ways.
Charles ran his nails up and down Remy’s spine.
He could feel Remy’s goosebumps.
“Remy why do you let the others use you like……” Charles was at lost for words.
“Ya want ta know why I let de otters j’st use me like a sex doll? Funny comin’ from de homme who’s balls deep in moi.”
Charles sputtered to answer.
“Kiddin’! I don’t mind sittin’ in ya lap. I j’st like bein’ loved on and I’m a bit greedy so I like dat so many people are givin’ me dere love. Wetter be romantic or purely sex I ain’t complainin’”
Charles snorted everyone is greedy In one or another but he’s seen Remy act like the most giving person in his X-men.
Remy let out a huff.
“I didn’t grow up in de best way and den I was raised by Papa and da guild and ya know how dat went. Arranged marriage and banishment.”
Charles let out another moan as Remy bucked slightly.
“Both You and your wife were transitioning before the wedding right? How did that effect your relationships with you and your families?”
Remy sighed.
“It was easier on her part den mines. Wit da exception of her brotha her family was very acceptin’ de assassins were more progressive dat way. Dey didn’t care as long yer able ta contribute ta da guild Dey we’re on wit it for the most part.”
“Not your family or the thieves?”
Remy rested his cheek on his head. Charles sensing Remy’s emotions wrapped his arms around his waist.
“It was complicated. Da t’ieves Dey held certain traditions in high value. Women weren’t really expected ta become master t’ieves outside of da patriarchs family. Da women were held ta different standards of ya were born in clan LeBeau. It was kinda expected Dey give up t’ievin’ fer teachin’ once Dey had pups. Most went into different practices medical and mystical mostly. My sister in law Mercy. She was da first Master T’ief outside da patriarch’s family. Infuriated da council but impressed papa. Took her under his wing.”
“That’s impressive but your family’s the only one who have female master thieves?”
Remy chuckled.
“Yep! Mercy she is de most impressive femme out dere! Clan LeBeau is known fer mostly havin’ sons. Rare ta have one mais my papa had two sisters. Dey been pushin’ fer more female master t’ieves outside da family fer years and Mercy made it happen. Papa and my Tantes all had sons. So it was a big deal fer everyone when I was adopted. Some t’ought it was inappropriate ta adopt a little girl from da streets into clan LeBeau. Otters were just happy fer my mama, tantes and Mawmaw ta have a little girl ta spoil. My older brothas Henri and Bobby and my cousin Theo were protective of me. My cousins Emil and Etienne got into a lot of fights because of me.”
“It seems your family cared for you deeply after your adoption. Despite everyone’s apprehensions.”
Charles begins to realize how little he truly knows about Remy. He knew about his father and his family friend Mattie but beyond that. Aunts, Uncles, Brothers, cousins and sister in laws. A Mother?!
Remy leaned backed and untucked a necklace from his shirt. How the hell didn’t he feel that?
It was a rose gold oval locket with an L on it. With a flowers on the border. He flipped it over showing a sun engraved on the back.
“De LeBeau have a tradition since daughters are so rare ta dem. Once we pass da right have adult at t’irteen. Da papas take dere petites filles out fer a special day and gifts dem a locket wit our surnames initial and heraldry. Da papas do dis ta make sure da daughters remember where dey came from and dat dey are always welcomed back home. Some put a special message in it.”
“Did your family reject you?”
“Non. It strained my relationships wit most of dem but Papa was da first ta know and he accepted it. Was very confused at first Mais he took da locket back had da message inside changed so I knew dat he loved and accepted me. My relationship wit my tantes, my mama and my sister in laws were strained fer a bit and my noncs, brothers and cousins walked on eggshells cause Dey didn’t understand stand. But Tante Mattie was dere when I needed it. Da rest of da guild only truly accepted when Tante Mattie argued it was gods way of providing a solution fer some obstacles. I don’t have da best relationship wit my family dese days. My cousin Theo both hates my guts and somehow overprotective over me. Belle and I are in a strange place mais we makein’ it work wit her being added ta our dynamics. J’st how life goes fer me I guess.”
Remy shrugged.
“Remy I’m honored you shared something about your past with me. I know it’s not exactly easy to do for you.”
“Daccord. J’st don’t be tellin’ everyone what I told ya. I haven told da team about how my family feels about me being Trans. Let alone dat Belle and I have been in a secret Polycule. I t’ought Bobby and Henri were protective me cause I was dere younger brotha but Theo gets twitchy over da oddest t’ings.”
Remy tucked his locket back under his shirt. He leaned forward again to reach the desk to finish up his planning. The motion made him moan.
The warmth of Remy’s body was flushed back against his own.
“Proffesah are ya headin’ ta bed after dis?”
Charles wasn’t planning to. In fact he was gonna wait for Jean and Scott to discuss some matters.
“Yes why?” A lie.
Remy closed the book and leaned back again. He stared down at Charles. A Cheshire like grin graced his lips. Red on black eyes were filled with mischief.
“Cause Remy is gonna warm ya Chok t’night. How does dat sound Cher?”
Charles could only managed raspy yes.
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The digital clock said it was 1am in his room. But he couldn’t sleep. He and Remy went to bed at nine but he was still wide awake.
Could you blame him.
Remy like he’s been saying for hour was a damn furnace.
The young man on top of him was naked and sprawled out like a starfish.
The warmth from Remy’s odd swaddle him and his cock was in bliss from the folds of Remy’s pussy.
He did mind the three cats in his bed though.
Remy’s head was next to his own so one of the cats was lying on top of him. The grey tail swished in Charles’s face. Meanwhile the white one was smushed to his head while the orange one was curled up by his neck.
The three cats were purring loudly and that seemed to take up the same rhythm of Remy’s snoring.
Charles sighed. Ignoring the cats so he can focus on the warmth from the mortal god that graced him and his bed.
Remy was right this was comfortable.