Author: Lavender Gaia PM
Every first kiss means something a little different... JOTT fluff. OneshotRated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Jean Grey & Cyclops/Scott S. - Words: 1,944 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 1 - Published: 09-13-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3152874
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An X-men: Evolution story by Lavender Gaia
Summary: Every first kiss means something a little different…
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men: Evolution or any of its characters. They are property of Marvel.
Dedication: To two of my friends, who after two months of being together are still working on their first kiss. I hope this gives them inspiration.
Even behind his classes, the two locked eyes. Suddenly, they began to laugh, doubling over at a private joke only they would understand. When they finally began to catch their breath, no longer gasping for air, she scrutinized him from underneath her dark red eyelashes. He was sweaty and his hair was the epitome of disheveled, but there was something so adorable about it. Without thinking, she leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. Scott froze before pressing back lightly. Upon breaking apart, he gaped like a fish out of water and the blush on Jean's face put her hair to shame. She quickly got up and went to go shower, never having felt this awkward around her friend before.
Two days later, when Duncan Matthews asked her out, she said yes immediately.
She didn't want to think of Scott though. All she kept seeing was his disappointed face when she'd asked the Professor permission to go out. Ordinarily she would have asked him along, but that would have ruined the whole date setting. Not to mention he and Duncan always found something to argue about. He didn't want to see the movie they were watching anymore than she did; but then, Duncan paid and it would have been rude for her to choose the movie she wasn't even paying for.
Duncan didn't seem all that interested in it either. For the past twenty minutes he had been trying to put his arm around her shoulder, finally succeeding, if awkwardly. Jean's insides buzzed with anticipation, wondering if he would try to kiss her. When she flinched during a loud on-screen car crash, turning her head away from the screen, he took his chance. It was sloppy, and slightly wet, but Jean was happy that their noses didn't bump or anything embarrassing like that. The back of her mind told her it wasn't nearly as nice as the one she had given Scott, but reasoned with herself that it must get better.
As Duncan leaned back in his seat with a satisfied smirk on his face, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe they just didn't fit together.
Jean continually refused, lying about how she was perfectly happy in the hard infirmary chair. Brushing his hair back with her still-gloved hand, she fought back a wave of fury at Mystique for doing this to the person who meant so much to her. She didn't even go change out of her uniform at his suggestion, knowing that leaving his side again would simply break her heart. Hell would freeze over before she allowed anyone another chance to hurt him.
As she moved his food tray to the side and got him some more water, she could feel his eyes watching her. It almost didn't surprise her that when his hand wrapped lightly around her arm, pulling her down to him. Even with his lips chapped from dehydration, it was the best feeling she could remember, even eclipsing the relief she had felt upon finding him. He was tender and gentle, almost tentative.
When the two finally broke away, she buried her head against his neck, telling him scared she had been, and how thankful she was that they had a bond so strong that she could find him. He stroked her hair, explaining to her that he wasn't frightened. He knew that she would come for him eventually; she would always be right where he needed her. It was a simple fact of life that he kept with him every day.
Tears welled in her eyes as she listened to him, then kissed him again. There was no need to say I love you. They both felt in through their link; it was a bond stronger than the one they shared psychically, and the passion behind the kiss only proved it more so.
Jean Grey knew she'd never want to kiss anyone else. They simply fit together.
When Scott had finally disengaged himself from his amorous girlfriend, he asked her the most important question known to man. Of course, she said yes. His hand was shaking with happiness as she slid the ring on her left ring finger, admiring how perfectly it fit. Their next kiss was slower, full of promise of their future together.
Though they were meant to walk down the aisle after stopping to catch their breath, Jean couldn't help laughing with giddiness. Scott wrapped his arms around her, picking her up to kiss her deeper. It took Alex to gently nudge his brother down the steps of the gazebo before they stopped.
Dr. Grey kissed his youngest daughter, followed by Professor Xavier, and Logan, who finally passed her back to her husband. He softly pecked her lips, handing the pen to her so she could sign their marriage certificate, and kissed her once again when she had finished her signature, knowing that she'd have to add 'Summers' to the end now.
After being congratulated by everyone, the couple began their first dance as husband and wife. Scott continued to scatter light kisses on her forehead until he got a telepathic hint that they would have plenty of time for that on the honeymoon. He smiled down at her, informing her through their link how much he loved her and wanted to be with her forever. The kiss she gave him informed everyone around them that she felt the same way.
After regaining his senses and letting the feeling of nausea pass, he hugged her tightly, kissing her senseless in front of all his students. They giggled and whispered between themselves, not used to their instructor being so completely open with his feelings. Neither of the Summers' cared, too excited about the prospect of a baby Summers being on the way.
A feeling of completeness overcame Jean as she looked down at Rachel Anne Summers. Everything in the world was absolutely perfect as she stared into identical green eyes. Blinking back tears of joy, she kissed her daughter's cheek for the first time. Rachel seemed to smile at her, and the tears spilled down her cheeks.
As their daughter fed, Scott and Jean shared their first kiss as parents. A feeling of complete satisfaction and happiness could be felt through their psychic link as they both watched the new, physical bond they had created together. Both new this would not be the last, being kisses or children.
Indeed, there were many changes over the years for Scott and Jean Summers. Be it good or bad, together they faced them all. And they commemorated everything with a kiss.
The next chapter of In The Heat will be coming out sometime this weekend. I just had to practice my JOTT fluff before I could get to that.
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