Big Mistake - Chapter 02

Summary:

Logan knew something was wrong. He also knew it had something to do with Emily. He could feel a strange sensation in his head that he thought he could probably control. The whole mansion smelled wrong. He decided to go confront the girl, find out what it was she was doing. He started for the stairs. It wasn�t until he reached the third floor that he noticed he wasn�t headed for the lab.
�What the�?� he continued to let his feet move of their own accord, unwisely giving himself over to whoever was controlling the rest of the mansion. He opened the door that he knew was Remy�s room.
Remy lay curled up in the middle of the bed, wearing just a pair of shorts. Logan�s first thought was that Rogue had been here, but he couldn�t smell her. As he entered the room the stench of vomit hit him.
There was something strangely irresistible about Remy when he was lying there all helpless. Of course, the great Wolverine was as straight as they come, but that kid was so damn fine!
Logan climbed onto the bed, placing a hand on Remy�s back. Remy rolled over at the touch, as their eyes met Logan was horrified at the extent of damage the drugs had done to the poor guy. He had huge dark rings under his eyes, and he�d chewed his bottom lip up quite a bit. His skin was so pale and he looked so fragile that Logan�s first thought was to take him straight to the infirmary. Unfortunately a second thought overpowered the first. A thought so unnatural that it took a while to sink in.
Oh my God! Logan wanted him! Looking into Remy�s glazed eyes he leaned forward and kissed those bloodied lips. The Cajun groaned into Logan�s mouth.
�Mmm, Logan, homme, what are y� doin�?� he asked in a voice little more than a whimper. Logan added further passion to the kiss alarming Remy. �Non, Logan!� he moaned, trying to push the bigger man off him, but Logan was much stronger, he pinned Remy down with one hand and used the other to start undressing himself. �Non!� Remy cried out again as Logan flipped him onto his stomach and pushed his face into a pillow.
With both arms held above his head and Logan�s full weight on his back, Remy was totally powerless, he couldn�t move, and there was nothing he could do when he felt Logan start fucking him.

After about three hours, Emily decided they had all suffered enough, she stopped using her powers and felt to see how long it would take them to come to their senses.
She found that Rogue, Jean and Scott continued their little threesome for quite some time after they should have been able to think rationally again.
But as soon as Hank realised what he was doing he pushed Jubilee away and shut himself in the little office next to the lab to contemplate what he was going to do.
Ororo slept contentedly in Cable�s arms as he thanked whatever powers there were that had given him a second chance with the Goddess.
Sarah and Peter instantly sprung away from each other, disgusted with themselves, Peter set off down the corridor to find Kitty; he found her all right. Kitty and Kurt were both still naked at it like rabbits. Well, it had been a long time since either had gotten any�
And the most important to Emily was how Logan and Remy might be feeling.
She smiled as she felt their pain and humiliation. She stopped smiling abruptly though, as she felt Logan lock onto her mind.
But he�s not telepathic! She thought, it took her a while to realise that she�d created the mind link, she was only fifteen and her powers were only just manifesting themselves. She quickly broke the link, and set her mind to finding a way out of the mansion.

�Remy, I�m so sorry.� Logan said, he hated himself at that moment. What was he going to do now?
�Fo� what? Y� could always jus� blame me, dat�s what ev�one else does.
Probably my charm power actin� up again.� Remy whispered, he was so used to things being his fault, he especially couldn�t believe something might have been Logan�s fault. Not something of this nature anyway.
�No!� He sighed inwardly as Remy flinched at his volume. �Remy, I don�t know why that happened, I don�t think ya deserved that. No one deserves that. God Gumbo, I am so sorry.� He wanted to comfort the kid, hug him, and tell him everything was going to be all right. But when he moved over Remy got up and fled to the other side of the room where he curled up and continued to cry.
�I did deserve it.� He cried softly, wiping at his eyes aggressively, �I don� deserve any better. I deserve to die.� With that he stood and pulled on a pair of trousers, wiping at his eyes, trying to regain his composure. �It�s no your fault mon ami, it�s my charm power probably, my fault. It�s happened before, it�s just somet�in� I have t� learn t� deal wit�.� He was rambling, running his hands through his tangled hair. His hands were shaking. Logan saw a couple of bottles on the chest of drawers, Remy followed his eyes, grabbing two of the three bottles and racing to the en-suite bathroom he slammed the door shut. Logan heard the click of the key in the lock.
Shit! Logan pounded on the door,
�Don�t even think about it, Gumbo!� he shouted, by the time it occurred to him to use his claws, Remy had already swallowed the entire contents of the first bottle and was trying to unscrew the cap of the second.
Logan�s claw slashed through the door, and he dived into the room just in time to catch Remy as he passed out.
He noticed with horror that blood was seeping through the seat of Remy�s jeans.

Hank sat in his office with his head in his hands, he�d been fighting his attraction to Jubilee for months and now he�d blown it. The feeling of her small hands stroking him and the sensation of her lips on his� Oh, what had he allowed himself to do?
He made every effort to push away those memories, as wonderful as they were, and concentrate on-
What was it he had been doing, anyway?
He was wrenched from his thoughts by the sound of the lab door being flung open.
�Hank!� it was Logan, he was carrying someone. �It�s Remy, he�s taken a whole load of sedatives, I don�t know how many, but he was pretty upset.�
Logan transferred to bundle to Hank�s arms.
�I thought his might happen.� Hank was relieved for the change, he didn�t have to think about anyone but Remy for the next hour at least.
�Listen, ah, something happened�� Logan started, but Hank cut him off, telling him to wait outside while he worked on the young drug addict. He set to work on a stomach pump, and Logan attempted to locate the person who had unintentionally set a mind link up with him.

Elsewhere in the mansion, the atmosphere varied�
Peter transformed to battle-mode and lunged at Kurt who teleported to the other side of the room, picked up a pile of clothes, then teleported the hell out of there.
Kitty apologised profusely until she saw Sarah standing in the doorway, dressed only in one of Peter�s shirts.
�Did you, like, sleep with her?� she demanded to know.
Sex with Kurt had been totally surreal, it didn�t feel wrong at the time, and now it felt as though nothing had actually happened, Kitty tried to retrace exactly what had happened.
She�d been wondering how it was that the haematite in her jewellery was preventing her from phasing, pushing her hand through the bedroom wall and bringing it back, then trying with the bracelet on. She would have to remember to take it off when they next got called into battle. When she turned around Kurt was there.
Suddenly every rational thought dropped out of her mind, she stared into those bright yellow eyes and felt her skin prickle with tension as her best friend grabbed her by the waist, pulling her into a passionate kiss. He�d been holding her so tight, it was as if he�d been expecting her to try and break loose. In truth though, Kitty had been pondering on the idea of the two of them together only a few days ago, at the time she�d told herself that it would ruin their friendship, and her relationship with Peter. But with Kurt�s soft, blue lips on hers, she could think of very little other than the bed, being naked and fucking the fuzzy blue elf until one of them screamed.
He seemed to be thinking along the same lines.
He literally tore her shirt off; scattering the buttons and revealing a pretty black satin bra that Kitty undid herself. Not a word was said as Kurt pulled Kitty towards the large four-poster. Not a word was said as the last remaining items of clothing fell to the floor. Not a word was said as Kurt slowly entered his best friend.
But none of that mattered. If Peter had slept with Sarah then there was no relationship to feel guilty about. It never occurred to either of them that they wouldn�t normally have done such things. The shock of it actually happening kept them from asking questions.
�Yes.� Peter said, as quietly as he could. He reverted back to his regular form and sat down on the bed next to his girlfriend. �I don�t know what came over me.�
Sarah snorted,
�I know what came all over me.� She spat before turning and leaving. Kitty sent an angry glare across the room to the place where Sarah had been standing.
�I�m sorry, Katya.� Peter said, grabbing hold of her wrist. �Please, look at me.�
When she did turn to face him he was shocked by the terror depicted in her expression. �What�s wrong?� he asked.
Why can�t I phase out of his grip? She struggled and he eventually let go.
�Katya? Please, tell me what�s wrong. Do you no longer love me?�
I don�t trust you. She thought. I don�t trust anyone right now, something�s wrong�
She tried to think of a way to tell all this to Peter.
�What�s going on?� She asked, �Someone�s controlling us like� like remote-controlled people!�

Scott was having the time of his life. These two women could go at it for hours! He lay back as wife and Rogue alternated his manhood between their mouths.
He came then for about the fourth time in just a couple of hours, and laid back watching the girls kiss.
Suddenly a question flashed up in his mind;
What the FUCK is going on?!
His wife had never expressed a wish to have a threesome before; it wasn�t her sort of thing. Christ�s sake, he�d been in her head enough times to know. It felt almost as if someone had set them up.
No, it felt exactly as if someone had set them up.
Jean and Rogue had stopped kissing, and were looking at each other with confused expressions.
�Uh,� Rogue made a face as if she had a bad taste in her mouth, �Ah�m gonna, uhm, go. Now.� She got up, grabbed her clothes, and legged it, wiping her mouth on her hand.
Jean and Scott sat on the bed looking at each other, nervously.