Bad Kitty - For Jean
Nov. 7th, 2009 10:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
watch_the_nailsIt was just too much for him to take. The way she taunted and flirted, the violent memories she'd saved and broadcast for him, the exhilirating feeling that he got from her mental connection; he just couldn't resist Jean any longer, and it was time to act on his instincts.
He never would have been like this if Emma hadn't cut him off so brutally, so cruelly. She'd turned her back on him, severed their connection, left him feeling alone and abandoned. He'd been easy pickings for Jean as soon as he'd met her, and he didn't even realise himself just how emotionally vulnerable he was; it was no excuse for what he was planning to do, but in his mind, it justified his actions to some degree. By going to Jean, he'd spite Emma in more ways than one, make her regret pushing him away as well as acknowledging that Jean's powers were substantial. He didn't know just how highly Emma prized her powers, but if she were anything like him, she'd hate the idea of someone bettering her with them.
Smirking to himself, he made his way to the womens' dormitories, breathing in the wecome scent of so many female bodies living closely together, his mind already wild with ideas as he arrived at the room where Jean was waiting for him, alone.
He never would have been like this if Emma hadn't cut him off so brutally, so cruelly. She'd turned her back on him, severed their connection, left him feeling alone and abandoned. He'd been easy pickings for Jean as soon as he'd met her, and he didn't even realise himself just how emotionally vulnerable he was; it was no excuse for what he was planning to do, but in his mind, it justified his actions to some degree. By going to Jean, he'd spite Emma in more ways than one, make her regret pushing him away as well as acknowledging that Jean's powers were substantial. He didn't know just how highly Emma prized her powers, but if she were anything like him, she'd hate the idea of someone bettering her with them.
Smirking to himself, he made his way to the womens' dormitories, breathing in the wecome scent of so many female bodies living closely together, his mind already wild with ideas as he arrived at the room where Jean was waiting for him, alone.
