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  The hardest choices require the stro of wills...

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  A threesome with Gwen and Kitty versus taking a phone call from Emma Frost. Truly, Thaddeus was living the hardest of lives. For a long moment, he siders just blowing Emma off and putting his phone on silent. He could probably eve away with it too if he expi to her in the right terms after the fact.

  He just had to couch it properly. After all, his powers were the reason that the Hellfire Club had decided to recruit him in the first pce, right? So it erfectly reasonable for him to use strengthening those powers as an excuse, he felt. Probably. But… no. As tempting as Kitty and Gwen both are in this moment, it doesn’t matter. He has to be… responsible.

  “I’m sirls, but I really have to take this.”

  Before Kitty do much beyond squawk indignantly, Thaddeus has already grabbed her by her hips and pulled her off of his cock. She doesn’t evehe ce to use her powers before he’s depositing her between him and Gwen and then sitting up. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he grabs the phone off of the side table and presses the Answer Button as he brings it to his ear.

  “There’s a car outside for you. Get in it.”

  Click.

  Thaddeus blinks at the short call, even as Emma ends it without giving him a ce to respond. On the one hand… wow, rude much? Oher hand, he supposed it made sehis room wasly secure after all. Thaddeus winces as he recalls the versation he’d had with Laura a week ago. Tch, he hadn’t said anything TOO bad he supposed. Except for that part about not wanting Hellfire to let him go and intending to ride the gravy train all the way to the station if possible.

  But… that shouldn’t be anything too groundbreaking to Natalie and whatever gover anization she represented. No, rather, it was more likely that the information about Laura and Kitty had been of more relevancy to the red head. He feels bad for exposing the two of them, though he’s pretty sure Natalie and her superiors already knew about the X-Men as a whole.

  Regardless, fantasies of engaging in a threesome with Kitty and Gwen WHILE taking the phone call with Emma die the quickest death imaginable as he pulls the phone away from his ear and gives the two women he’s left behind on the bed his most apologetic smile.

  “My si apologies, dies… but it looks like I’m needed elsewhere.”

  He expects incredulity and indignation from the two young women. After all, he’s a healthy, red-blooded Ameri Man passing up a ce at a threesome with a geous and athletic blonde and a cute, mousy brue. A cute, mousy brue he hadn’t even gotten to finish fug. More than that, he’s got literal super powers that ence him to have as much sex as he get his hands on.

  It is not lost on Thaddeus how crazy this must look from the outside in. But… to his surprise, any incredulity and indignation is muted. Gwen looks more fused and ed than anything, while Kitty has an expression of realization on her face. Both respond at the same time, partially talking over each other.

  “Who even was that on the phone just now, Thaddeus?”

  “You know you don’t have to jump to her bed call, right Thaddeus?”

  Right. Gwen’s enhanced heari she’d heard every word Emma said and thus knew he was being summoned by another woman. And Kitty could put two and two together a four easily enough. Wing, Thaddeus throws Kitty a warning look, not really wanting the other mutant to spill the beans about the Hellfire Club.

  It wouldn’t be safe fwen to know that much this fast. To her credit, Kitty only hesitates for a sed before nodding… but that nod isn’t lost on Gwen, meaning he has to e up with some sort of answer for the blonde. In the end, a partial truth robably best.

  “That… was my beor. The one who got me into ESU… and the one who set me up in this dorm.”

  Gwen’s eyes widen at that, and thes out a small ugh as she shakes her head with a grin.

  “So… not an act then?”

  “No… more of a surprise gift.”

  She snorts derisively at that… and thes serious again, leaning forward as she peers at Thaddeus carefully.

  “Is she dangerous? Thaddeus, if you-!”

  Raising a hand to forestall any more talk of that kind, Thaddeus shakes his head.

  “She’s not dangerous to me and that’s all I really say. But… I do owe her a lot. So I’m going to go see her and find out what she needs.”

  More than likely, this was actually about what HE needed, not what Emma needed. It had only been a week sihey’d agreed she would go about finding him a way to resist psychic probes going forward. That said, given how he’d spoken to her st, Emma might have felt… pelled to go hunting for an answer faster than normal. Certainly, Thaddeus didn’t think she would call him to her side without some sort of ahat would only serve to further damage the trust between them.

  her Gwen nor Kitty look happy about it now. Gwen because she didn’t like what little she’d heard of how his ‘mysterious beor’ talked to him and Kitty because she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that that was his handler from the Hellfire Club. And seeing how Kitty’s whole purpose for being here in the first pce was to try ahe Hellfire Club from sinking their cws further into Thaddeus, she probably took this as a personal failing.

  Meanwhile, Thaddeus was more ahat he and Kitty hadn’t got to finish than anything else. Yes, it sucked to lose out on a threesome with the two beautiful girls, but it sucked even more to lose out on the pain that would have e from him and Kitty getting to pletion. Needless to say, even as Thaddeus begiing dressed and Gwen and Kitty do the same before saying their goodbyes and leaving his dorm room, he’s feeling a serious case of blue balls.

  Well, at least that won’t st for long, right? Whoever Emma has gotten for him… the only way for Thaddeus to gain a resistao psychics is to fueone already resistant to psychics. With that lifeline in mind, he heads out to the nondescript bck car that Emma has sent to pick him up.

  Unfortunately, there’s no one, not even Emma herself, waiting for him in the back seat. That’s disappointing, but as soon as he’s in the car, Emma sends him a text that just says ‘See you soon’ so he puts on his seatbelt ales in to wait.

  The following twenty minute drive starts out being quite the b pain in his backed up balls, but then it gets more iing when the driver suddenly takes a sharp turn, causing Thaddeus to have to brace himself on the inside of the plush backseat. Wide-eyed, he finds himself being driven in a rather… unorthodox fashion from that point on.

  At some point, he’s pretty sure he figures out what’s going on… they’d had a tail, and the driver had been trying to lose it. Succeeded too from the look of things, because the car ride terminates in an underground parking garage and Thaddeus finds himself stepping out and right up to aor just two steps away that dings open for him. Aext from Emma tells him to get in, so he does… and with that, he finds himself on an ast. Climbing and climbing, the elevator passes through a couple of basement levels before making its way into normal floor numbers. And then it keeps going and going.

  There’s no trol panel. No rows of buttons to let Thaddeus know how many floors this building has. But he finds out in the end all the same, because the elevator doesn’t stop until it opens up on the huh floor… and Thaddeus finds himself stepping out into a penthouse suite with quite the view of New York City’s skyline.

  It’s holy enough to take his breath away for a sed. They must be in some sort of hotel, he figures. In the best room iire hotel, at that. Emma certainly doesn’t skimp or cut ers, that’s for sure. Of course, whoever she’d got for him is almost certainly somewhere around here. God, that might be awkward depending on what they’ve been told.

  With only Emma’s st text of ‘head for the bedroom’ to go off of, Thaddeus makes his way down the hall to where he imagihe bedrooms of this suite are located. He heads straight for the door at the end of the hall, imagining that would be the master bedroom. Then… gathering himself, he grabs the door knob, turns it, and steps inside.

  Only to immediately freeze up at who he sees waiting for him there. It’s Emma Frost herself… but not as he’d ever previously seen her. Instead, while the beautiful blonde bombshell is still her signature snow-white, it’s all lingerie. A corset that pushes up her breasts, a garter belt ected to a pair of thigh high stogs, white panties hidden behind crossed legs… the whole nine yards.

  She sits there on the edge of the bed with one leg over the other and her hands out oher side of her. For a moment, Thaddeus drinks in her appearahes ahis wasn’t their deal. Where was his psychic resistance? For all he knew, she could be reading his mind right now. Sliding his gaze up off of her admittedly fantastic body, Thaddeus is prepared to be angry. He’s prepared to be filled with righteous fury.

  … He’s not prepared to see a look of sternation and anger on Emma’s beautiful face though. That’s startling.

  “What exactly have you doo yourself?”

  Blinking, Thaddeus tilts his head to the side… and decides it’s probably some ploy to get him off-bance. He’s not going to let that work.

  “Why are you here, exactly? I thought we agreed we were going to get me some resistao telepathy before we tinued w together. I only came here because I trusted you to py by the one single rule we agreed on, Ms. Frost.”

  Stiffening at that, Emma uncrosses her legs and rises from the bed, her nostrils fring as she gres him down.

  “Don’t give me that. I know what we agreed to, Mr. Cummings. In the end, I had very little in the way of viable options… so I decided I would hahis myself. After all, the best defense is a good offense.”

  Thaddeus’ eyes widen as he picks up on her meaning. She nning on having him fuck her, wasn’t she? That would give him telepathy and the more they fucked, the more powerful a psychic he would bee. Her too though, to be fair. Still, she wasn’t wrong. Psychic resistance had to e with BEING a psychic, didn’t it?

  “But that’s a moot point now, isn’t it? Because you went and fucked your way to a protected mind at some point i week and didn’t bother to tell me. Trust is a two way street, Thaddeus. And you’ve just broken mine.”

  Wait, what? He… had? As Emma gres at him furiously, Thaddeus finds himself pletely baffled by her accusation. How had he gained psychic resistance by act?! The only person he’d fucked with any sort of frequency over the st week was… Laura.

  “The calcification…”

  A flicker of curiosity pees through Emma’s angry scowl, even as Thaddeus winces and rubs a hand through the back of his head. He’d felt something weird happening while he and Laura had fucked all throughout the week. More than just the ever-increasing stamina and regeion powers. He’d like to a calcification of his mind, for ck of a better word. But he hadn’t really uood what was happening… until now.

  “Look, I didn’t do it on purpose. Or rather, I had sex on purpose… a lot of it too. But I had no idea that resistao telepathy came with it.”

  Emma’s eyes narrow at that and her frown bees sidering. After a moment, the stily cd blonde crosses her arms over her ample bosom and sighs.

  “Who exactly did you fuck to give you this… unique ability to resist my probing?”

  Then, she lifts her hand.

  “And before you get angry, know that I was fully prepared to restrain myself until such time as you gained psychic abilities of your own from our… copution. I had every iion of holding my telepathy batil such a time as I could begin training you to actively resist mental probing.”

  Emma sighs and shakes her head before tinuing her expnation.

  “However, on your the building, you came into my awareness as this… well, for ck of a better word, you’re like a pore. You’ve got all of these spiig out of your mind in every dire, ready to stab and fy anyone who’s stupid enough to get too close.”

  She narrows her eyes again, suddenly sounding almost defensive.

  “I COULD probably slip through, given enough time and motivation. But obviously I’m not going to try because of our arra. sider yourself protected, Thaddeus. Still… who exactly caused this?”

  He siders lying to her for a moment. Trying to keep it a secret. But what would be the point? Emma was the one who had arranged for him to be in an all-female dorm to begin with. She had to have access to exactly who was staying at the dorm, s to protey of their identities was kind of an exercise in futility. Especially someone like Laura who had signed up for college under her actual name, apparently.

  Besides… Emma was his ally. Even with this slight misuanding, they were still in this together.

  “Laura Kinney.”

  Emma’s eyes widen slightly, and it’s clear she immediately knows who that is.

  “The X-23 Experiment? I see… yes, that would actually make some sense. Much like her progenitor, her healing factor would create mental scar tissue, blog easy access by your average telepath. And then your mutation took that resistand ran with it, turning it into a full-blown bristling defense.”

  Thaddeus blinks and then slowly nods.

  “I’ve fucked Laura dozens and dozens of times by this point. I don’t really hat much sleep anymore. And I have yet to truly test my healing factor to its fullest, but my stamina doesn’t seem to run out so I guess that my body is stantly rejuvenating itself. Mind included.”

  He’d basically fucked Laura so mud so hard that his mind had to adapt or heal or something, it sounded like. That was… kind of wild.

  Though, as much as this solved Thaddeus’ about psychics probing his mind, it did present a new problem. Much smaller in scope, sure… but a problem, heless. He was still blue balled. And Emma Frost in her incredibly sexy, incredibly skimpy get up wasn’t helping matters o. Could he maybe still get back to the dorm ahat threesome with Kitty and Gwen back up?

  Probably not, but he could at least find a woman willing to fuck him. He wasn’t sure Emma would be willing anymore. Would she really want to make him a psychi top of him having what sounded like an incredibly powerful passive defense against other psychics?

  … Then again, the power boost DID go both ways.

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