X-men- Scott/Jean ft. Emma Frost: Scott fucks Jean harder than he ever has before, mainly cause his side chick (Emma Frost) is putting mental images of herself replacing Jean.
Jean felt like Scott must have had a demon in him or something for how he fucked her, the way he bent her over the desk and slammed into her with a power and an aggression beyond reason. "Scott!" she gasped, startled by this new side of him as his cock hammered into her pussy with an aggression and a fervor absolutely beyond reason. She felt so good here, felt so hot and excited and reckless, melting under his touch as he held one hand on her hip, the other reaching into her hair and tugging on it, which prompted another yell of his name, but not exactly an upset one, as she found herself oddly enticed by all of this. Bizarre as it was, she wanted more.
"I love your pussy," Scott groaned. "I'm going to fuck you as hard as I can, going to make you mine!" Every hard slam forward filled the room with sloppy sounds of fleshy indulgence, the hard fucking proving absolutely overwhelming for Jean, but Scott was ready for it, his eyes closed behind his red shades to hide that he wasn't actually watching Jean, even as the redhead's ass shook in delight and her incredible body heaved for him, bent forward over the desk and proving any man's dream. Jean should have held all of his interest here, but he had other intentions, his head filled with something else entirely.
"Silly bitch thinks this is about her," Emma's voice whispered in his ear. Bent over her own desk in her room, Emma fucked herself with a dildo, clumsily hammering herself with it as she beamed into Scott's head images of Emma in Jean's place. "She thinks you'd ever fuck her as hard as you would fuck me. How embarrassing. No, Jean, silly girl... A vanilla bitch like you can't inspire that sort of rapturous need within a man, and you don't even realize he's fucking me in his mind. That you're just a stand-in with smaller tits and an ass that can't compare to mine." She laughed, riding high and shameless on this ecstasy while Jean remained none the wiser.
Scott focused on Emma's words and the way his side girl goaded him onward, fucking Jean steadily but really just wanting Emma. He had to bite down on his tongue as he came, had to groan some general noises and indulgences to keep from giving up what he truly wanted from him in the excitement of losing himself. He pumped Jean full of cum, but he wished it was Emma's pussy as he did so, this psychic affair twisted and only growing more wrong as he came inside of Jean, as Emma's whispers thanked him for his cum and his hard work with her own orgasmic moans louder in his ears than Jean's were.
"Now put that boring little toy to bed and come take me out of the closet," Emma rumbled, and Scott's kiss against Jean was one of insincere and impatient dismissal.