Two Can Play That Game

Author: The Scribe2

Rating: M (Just to be safe)

Summary: Sort of a Scott/Ororo Ficlet. There's one thing everyone should remember when dealing with a goddess…

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. Thanks for letting me borrow them.

A/N – I don't know where the hell this came from, but I hope you like it. *Smile*

Nobody touches my shit.

This is what pounded through Ororo's head as she marched down the hall. Though she was too much of a lady to ever say it out of her mouth, it was exactly how she felt. She had walked in on Logan and Jean in the med-lab as the red-head's hand had slid under the hem of the Wolverine's wife beater and caressed his chest. He had raised a brow at the doctor but made no moves to stop her. Before they could notice her, Ororo backed out, and a plan quickly formulated in her mind

Well… two could play that game.

She was through with Logan. Scott may tolerate such blatant disrespect, but Ororo wouldn't. She was a goddess…larger than life like Venus and Aphrodite. How could such an insignificant, idiot of a man think to do such a thing to her? The very thought caused her anger to burn that much more.

Ororo quickened her steps and finally arrived at her destination. Entering the garage she walked over to a shiny little sports car that had the hood popped and a pair of legs sticking out from underneath the vehicle. She pulled on said legs, rolling the dolly from under the car. Scott looked at her in surprise before his mouth curved into a handsome welcoming smile.

"Hey," he greeted cheerfully.

Ororo said nothing in reply. No words would be necessary between them at that moment.

Without batting an eye, she pulled her shirt over her head and let Scott's eyes feast on her breasts unencumbered by a bra. His face fell into a mask of confusion just before he unconsciously licked his bottom lip.

Yeah, she knew he'd take the bait.

In a snap he was up and capturing her mouth greedily while struggling with his own shirt. Eventually they found themselves naked in the back seat of the car. Ororo rode Scott hard and fast, and though she was thoroughly enjoying herself Scott seemed to moan more often and enthusiastically than she did. When she climaxed and briefly lost all control, there was a deafening sound of thunder outside that made even the underground garage tremble. It made Scott tremble as well and just before he spilled inside of her, his face displayed an expression of pure ecstasy.

Moments later, as Ororo tried to catch her breath Scott pressed his face against her chest and held on to her tightly. "I never knew it could be like that," he admitted softly.

She gave his head a quick kiss before disentangling herself from him. "It's always supposed to be like that," she replied as she left the car before gathering up her clothing and quickly dressing.

It was another half-hour before Logan returned to his room. Ororo was standing just inside the door waiting for him

"Where ya been, darlin'," he drawled, then all of a sudden rage lit his face ablaze, his keen senses telling him exactly what she had been doing and whom she had been doing it with. "'Ro…" he growled dangerously.

"Don't ''Ro' me, you pig," she demanded angrily. "I'm only here to let you know that I saw the little check-up you were getting from your 'doctor' earlier and I don't appreciate it. What's mine is mine."

He took a step toward her. "Wait just a damn minute. That's not the same thing…"

She quickly cut him off. "It is the same thing. It's exactly the same, but don't worry Logan, you're no longer on my list of possessions." She brushed past him then and slammed out of his room.

Twenty minutes after that a determined looking Scott walked into the med-lab, his mind filled with thoughts of Ororo.

"Jean, I think we need to talk."

The End

AN – Please review and tell me what you think!