21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 12

By Princess Alexandria

She’s doing it again, Kate thought as she felt the warmth of a leg against her own. Ororo had done this a few times during dinner, but the opening scene of the play was starting now, and all Kate could think about was the warmth of Ororo’s leg against her own.

It took some effort, but she managed to focus on the play. Still a part of her mind wouldn’t let go of the thoughts she had surrounding Ororo and her. Kate’s heart hammered as she slowly, without looking, moved her hand over the chair arm between the two of them. Her hand found Ororo’s and Kate sighed softly when her hand was taken and held.

Kate had adjusted to the feel of Ororo holding her hand and had started to be able to pay attention to the play, which really was pretty good, but Ororo during the second half decided to make that harder for her. Kate swallowed hard as she felt fingers caress the back of her hand, light caresses over her knuckles, swirling touches over her skin.

Glancing over at her date, Kate was stunned by how beautiful the woman really was. She looked down at their hands, and the dark brown of Ororo’s skin looked so good against the pale cream of her own. Kate watched as Ororo’s fingers turned her hand over and the caresses became even more arousing as Ororo caressed Kate’s palm.

This was her hand, Kate thought with some surprise, as she tried to watch the play. Her hand, and she was almost ready to squirm in her seat. Ororo slowed and then stopped her touches as another song started, but she squeezed Kate’s hand tightly once.

Kate found her mind wandering. She wanted to touch Ororo so much it was hard to sit still at all. She sat there for what felt like hours, but from the fact they were still singing the same song on stage she knew it was just minutes. Finally, Kate glanced at their joined hands and moved her fingers free, to caress the back of Ororo’s hand. She glanced up a bit nervously, but Ororo smiled at her, so Kate looked back down at Ororo’s hand, watching her fingers move for a moment.

It was hard to focus on the play, but Kate continued her touches for a while, until Ororo moved her hand away. For a moment Kate felt her heart sink, but then the warmth of that hand rested on her knee. The dress came to just below her knee while standing, so while part of Ororo’s palm rested on the dress, her fingers caressed the skin.

Kate closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before trying to focus on the play again. It was difficult, but she didn’t mind at all.

One thought circled through her mind, both exciting and scaring her. Kate was going to have sex tonight. She wasn’t going to freeze, or get so nervous she’d change her mind. Kate swore to herself that she’d do it. She wanted to do it. As Ororo squeezed her knee, Kate really wanted to do it.

She just didn’t know how. Her body tensed at that thought, but she forced herself to relax.

After the play Ororo took her hand and led her through the crowd with a skill that had them outside in half the time Kate would have expected. The cold hit her for just a moment, before Ororo put that warm air around her again.

They stood on the sidewalk, as Ororo stared at her. “Shall we go to your place?” It sounded so sexy coming from her lips and Kate nodded.

“I’ve never.” Kate whispered before Ororo could move to hail a cab. That had Ororo moving back to her, and leaning down to kiss her.

“If you want to, I’ll show you.” Ororo promised, and Kate’s eyes widened a little at the tenderness in those words. Ororo was perfect. That thought hit Kate as she considered what she was about to do.

“I’d like that.” Kate gave Ororo a shaky smile, and Ororo caressed her arm, before moving to hail the cab. The cab ride was quieter than the last one, but Kate found Ororo caressing her knee, and once again marveled at how a touch to something so far from between her legs echoed there.

Once they stepped out of the cab, the feeling of doom started to make her body tense again. She was going to look like an idiot, she was sure of it. She’d embarrass herself in front of the most amazingly beautiful woman she’d ever seen. Kate started to feel a little nauseous actually, her nerves jangling through her body.

They were standing on the sidewalk, people walking past, and Ororo turned from paying for the cab to look at her. Kate felt exposed as Ororo frowned for just a moment, before moving closer. Ororo leaned in and whispered air across Kate’s ear. “When I had my first time I accidently flooded a nearby village. It took them a week to clean up.”

Ororo kissed her gently and pulled back with a small smile on her lips as Kate wondered if that was true. With her powers, Ororo could have done that. That would have been horribly embarrassing. “I think you’ll have an easier time of it than I did.” Ororo grinned and Kate blushed, but she started to relax.

They made it through the busy lobby, and up the elevator without much touching, but as they stepped out into the hall, Ororo held her hand again. Kate was glad she was able to use the key card without much trouble this time and she gave Ororo a shy smile as she let the woman into her room.

It felt awkward to stand there, and if it were her home she’d offer drinks, but she had nothing here, unless she filled up a glass of water in the bathroom. Kate set her purse down and glanced around the room, before turning to see Ororo. Ororo was smiling at her. “You do want this right?” Ororo asked and Kate blushed, her head ducking down a little.

“Yes.” Kate spoke softly, and moved a little closer to Ororo, her hand reaching out tentatively to touch Ororo’s shoulder as she moved closer. Ororo kissed her softly, and then slowly, more firmly.

“If you want to do anything, just do it. You aren’t likely to shock me.” Ororo spoke softly, and then kicked off her shoes, which ended up under the bed. It made her a bit closer in height while Kate still wore her own shoes. Kate stared at Ororo a moment, wondering if that were true; if Ororo had thought of everything. Kate wondered what she would do with such a blanket permission, and she blushed at even the rather tame thoughts in her mind.

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21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 13

By Princess Alexandria

Kate kissed Ororo again, this time trailing her kisses down her neck. The fact that Ororo was passively letting her gave Kate a bit of courage. Her hands wandered to Ororo’s back, rubbing the fabric of her dressed gently. Kate’s breathing was growing more ragged.

Kate wanted something more. Her shaking hands moving to the zipper of Ororo’s dress, but then she paused, and pulled back to look at the woman. Kate was nervous that it was too soon, but they were here specifically to have sex. Still, Kate had reached the limit of her courage.

Ororo smiled at her and reached back to start the zipper down, the gentle sound of it lowering had Kate swallowing hard. Ororo was beautiful, could easily be a model, and she was undressing.

The dress fell to the ground, and Ororo leaned down to pick it up and lay it over the chair. Kate stared stunned at so much dark skin, toned muscles and white lacey underwear. Ororo stood in front of her only in her bra and panties and Kate tried not to stare when the woman turned towards her and looked at her again. “Relax, we aren’t performing surgery here.” Ororo seemed amused and Kate took a deep breath to try and do what she was told.

Kate felt like her skin was too warm and her heart beat too fast as Ororo moved closer, barely dressed.

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Ororo noticed how flushed Kate was and how wide her eyes were, and knew that Kate was nervous. Ororo stood in front of her and smiled as reassuringly as she could and Kate appeared to relax a little.

It was a little surprising how much Ororo found herself enjoying this, being the first with this woman. Kate’s innocence was so honest, so pure, and Ororo wanted to be the one to guide her into this. It wasn’t like Kate was a child, and she was so attractive that it wasn’t like she couldn’t have had this opportunity before. Ororo felt like she’d passed a very selective test in getting this far, and that was very good for her ego.

Ororo wanted to undress Kate, but worried that the woman wasn’t quite ready yet. She leaned in to kiss her instead. Kate’s hands were warm, nearly hot, as they slowly touched her back, before Kate moved to pull Ororo closer.

Kate’s mouth felt so good on her neck, Ororo had to struggle with herself to not escalate things too fast, but she did move her mouth to capture Kate’s. Ororo felt like she was a tiger on a thin leash and she struggled to not move too fast, her urge was to rip Kate out of that dress and throw her down on the bed. She knew that would frighten Kate though, so she struggled against it for now.

Ororo grasped the zipper on Kate’s dress, and slowly started to lower it. Kate tensed in her arms, so Ororo leaned in to kiss her neck as she pulled the zipper down to the woman’s lower back, before moving hands into the opening made to caress Kate’s back. The dress hung opened, but Ororo didn’t pull it off.

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Kate’s heart hammered as she knew what the next step had to be. Ororo had made it clear. Kate took a half step back, and stared at Ororo again. Ororo’s eyes were so gentle, so patient. Kate swallowed hard and kicked her shoes off, losing a few inches of height. Her hands were shaky as she moved them to her shoulders to start to pull the dress off.

She looked away, turned away, because she just wasn’t ready to be watched, but she knew she was being watched, as she took her dress off and put it on the chair over Ororo’s. Kate blushed as she took off the pantyhose, feeling awkward and foolish looking.

Once she was down to just underwear, she paused. Ororo hadn’t taken hers off, and Kate wasn’t eager to do more just yet. She felt a bit plain next to Ororo’s lean muscular appearance. Kate had lost a bit of her dancing shape in the past few years. She missed it now.

“I knew you’d look good in blue.” Ororo spoke quietly about the lingerie that Kate had just purchased that day. Kate turned to see Ororo looking at her with hunger and Kate’s heart pounded harder. Ororo was so very sexual, and Kate wanted to be touched. The longer Ororo stood there just looking, the more Kate wanted to be touched.

Ororo moved so slowly and Kate found her own breathing to be a little fast as Ororo’s hand moved closer, to caress her shoulder, to run a hand along the bra strap. “You are beautiful.” Ororo whispered and the feel of flesh against so much of her as Ororo pulled her close to kiss her again was a shock. They were nearly naked, touching. “You don’t need to be afraid.” Ororo spoke reassuringly, but she pulled back.

Kate used her arms to keep Ororo close, not letting her pull away further, to pull her closer still. “I’m not.” She managed, but her it wasn’t completely true, she just wasn’t so nervous she couldn’t do this, which was progress.

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Ororo smiled at Kate’s obvious lie, and slowly walked backwards, a subtle step at a time as Kate kissed her. The feel of sheets and the clunk of contact told her she’d back into the bed. Ororo looped her arms behind Kate’s head and let herself fall backwards.

“Oof.” Ororo winced a little as Kate accidently used Ororo’s stomach to hold herself up, as she fell on top of Ororo. The plan had a few holes in it apparently. Ororo saw Kate’s expression and the guilt, and quickly flipped the woman over so that Ororo stared down at her. “You looked more graceful on the dance floor.” Ororo grinned at Kate, until Kate realized she was being teased. When Kate pretended to glare up at her Ororo laughed. Kate looked like a miffed kitten.

“And you looked less clumsy.” Kate spoke with a firm tone, but her lips were clearly fighting a smile.

“I wasn’t clumsy, I fell just where I wanted to.” Ororo pointed out they were on the bed, then she gave Kate her wicked smile. She liked how Kate was starting to relax.

Kate gasped as Ororo leaned down into her, to kiss her. Ororo ran her hand through Kate’s hair, partly to keep her still a moment, but it seemed to spark something in Kate, because then Kate was touching her hair. Ororo felt fingers thread through her hair.

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Kate’s eyes widened as she ran her hands through Ororo’s hair, the feel of it was amazing, and the color was so very different. Her hands moved to caress it away from Ororo’s face, but her eyes stayed with the contrast between Ororo’s skin and her hair. This was part of Ororo’s mutation, and Kate smiled a little thinking of that. It looked great on her. Kate gripped the hair gently, tucking it back behind ears, trying to imagine it as a Mohawk and unable to.

“Did you want me to leave my hair and you alone?” Ororo spoke and Kate stopped her hands, blushing, as she took in the amusement in the woman’s face. “Here I am, nearly naked and you play with my hair?” Ororo laughed and Kate blushed harder, trying to look away, but with Ororo right above her that didn’t work.

“I’m sorry.” Kate bit her lower lip, as she wondered how weird that was.

“No, it’s okay.” Ororo leaned down and pulled her long white hair off to the side, so it hung down between them, tickling Kate’s face with it. Kate pushed it back around Ororo’s shoulder when Ororo focused on tickling Kate’s nose with it.

“Okay, it’s not so magical anymore.” Kate teased as she patted it back into place. Still her hand caressed the white hair another two times before she laid back and just stared up at a smirking Ororo. Kate gave a weak smile.

“Magical?” Ororo teased and Kate found herself blushing again. She was currently hating how easy it was to make her skin redden like this. “I think the Starbuck’s minion has a hair fetish.”

“Huh? What?” Kate’s voice rose as her eyes widened.

Ororo leaned in, whispering into her ear, and breathing lightly on Kate’s ear as she did it. “Either it’s a hair fetish or a mutant fetish. Which is it?”

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21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 14

By Princess Alexandria

Ororo watched Kate starting to try and think of a response. It was cute how Kate’s expression showed how she didn’t like the word fetish at all.

“You just have really beautiful hair.” Kate spoke, her voice shy.

Ororo leaned down and nuzzled Kate’s neck, before whispering to her. “Do you imagine me doing anything in particular with it? Perhaps running along your body, rubbing it against your skin?” Ororo grinned wickedly into the side of Kate’s face as she moved her hair with her hand, to caress it over Kate’s other cheek.

Ororo’s hair was more than long enough to play with it this way, and she enjoyed the way Kate’s face turned so very red at her words. “Or,” Ororo moved her head to stare down into Kate’s face, and her own heart pounded to a strong steady beat as she stared down into such obvious innocence. Kate’s eyes were so wide, and Ororo shifted her leg, making Kate’s eyes wider, “Would you prefer it if my thigh rubbed against you?”

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Kate stopped breathing as she felt Ororo’s thigh press her between her legs. After a moment of shock she took in a gasped breath as the pressure increased. Kate’s body froze as the pressure moved left and then right. “Is this good?” Ororo whispered and Kate whimpered and arched into the contact.

Ororo stared down at her and Kate found herself shaking. “Teach me?” Kate whispered, embarrassed that she didn’t already know this. She was afraid that she’d be no good at it and with a woman like Ororo that would be a crime.

“You already know this.” Ororo’s voice was purely seductive. “You just need to realize that.” The woman above her leaned down and kissed Kate. Kate felt the bed shift as Ororo’s arms rested on either side of Kate’s head. “It’s instinct, you know what feels good. I’m not so different from you that it would be a mystery.” Ororo spoke as her body shifted back, and Kate found herself staring up at Ororo as Ororo kneeled on the bed.

Hands reached for the front clasp of her bra and Kate’s back arched as warm hands cupped her breasts. Her eyes closed as she was caressed.

It felt better than her fantasies ever got, as a mouth closed over her nipple. Kate’s breathing was loud enough to fill the room, she was sure of it. The thigh between her legs was making her shake.

Her hands moved to thread fingers through white hair, and her eyes went from tightly closed to wide opened as her hand followed Ororo down. Ororo gently bit at Kate’s stomach and hands grasped at the waist of her underwear, pulling down. “Oh my god.” Kate gasped out as she realized what was about to happen. Her hands slid out of Ororo’s hair as Ororo went lower still.

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Ororo ran her hand back up, along Kate’s leg after having tossed the woman’s underwear to the floor. She stared up at flushed skin and Kate’s expression, seeming both scared and eager. It was a rather powerful feeling and Ororo grinned at the virgin laid before her, nearly naked, as the bra was hanging uselessly off of her breasts, but still the straps held it to her shoulders.

The way Kate’s body shook as Ororo’s fingers gently caressed her upper thigh, the slight moan of anticipation, all had Ororo feeling very honored to be here for this deflowering. She leaned down slowly, and with the first touch of her mouth to Kate’s body, she had to grip Kate’s hips to control her. Kate was gasping, and Ororo drank in her flavor as if it were a religious offering to her.

Kate’s body rained for her and Ororo teased Kate’s flesh until Kate’s struggled were only contained by Ororo’s strength. Kate’s hands moved suddenly to thread her fingers in Ororo’s hair and Ororo felt the tensing in Kate’s thighs.

“Oh God, Ororo!” Kate gasped out loudly as her hips started to thrust as much as they could with Ororo in the way. Ororo smiled in victory as Kate’s words descended into something that sounded roughly like ro, ro, ro.

When Kate’s body seemed to collapse into the bed Ororo stopped and moved up, to hover over the woman. Kate smiled just a little, looking a bit too exhausted for Ororo’s plans. Ororo was just about to give up on her long night plans, when Kate shifted, and Ororo was pulled down into a kiss.

“Oh my god.” Kate whispered in her ear and Ororo felt her body respond to the satisfied tone in her voice.

“Usually people call me a goddess.” Ororo spoke, teasingly.

“You are.” Kate’s reverence made Ororo feel strangely exposed, and pleased. Kate moving to roll over so Ororo was under her impressed Ororo enough to allow it.

When Kate just stared down at her a moment, Ororo tried to sound reassuring. “You’ll do fine. Just, do something.”

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Kate tossed the bra off, paying no attention to where it ended up. Her eyes traveled to the one still on Ororo, looking for the clasp and wondering if her shaking hands an pounding heart would make it hard to take off. Ororo sat up partly and reached back, unfastening the bra herself.

As the white of the bra moved, Kate’s eyes followed it. It flew through the air toward the chair but didn’t make it. Kate slowly looked back as Ororo laid back down, to see breasts. Kate blinked and Ororo laughed softly, making Kate blush.

Grasping whatever threads of courage Kate could, she leaned down and Ororo stopped laughing as Kate kissed her breasts, and gently suckled. She was surprised how good it felt to do that, she knew it felt good to have it done, but this was wonderful too.

The soft pattering of rain on the window didn’t register to her right away as Kate worked her kisses down Ororo’s body, or as Ororo lifted her hips up so that Kate could remove her underwear. The scent of the woman with her drew all her attention, the soft moans filled her ears, but when thunder shook the windows and Ororo’s hands held her head by her hair in place, Kate noticed it. She knew better than to stop, and the rain went from a soft spring drizzle to a fall torrential rainfall as Ororo let Kate know that instinct worked.

“We aren’t done yet.” Ororo spoke in a breathy voice and Kate was pulled back up the woman’s body by very strong arms. “Not by a half.”

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21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 15

By Princess Alexandria

Ororo woke up with the dawn, even though she had only been sleeping three hours. It was her connection to nature that did that to her. Rolling over she looked at Kate’s sleeping face, and the sheets pooled just low enough to show her breasts.

Glancing out at the sunny morning, Ororo smiled. It had been a while since she’d lost control of her powers like that during sex, but Kate in her innocence had managed to make Ororo rain over the city.

It was tempting to wake Kate up, but Ororo moved closer to her, spooning her as Kate rolled onto her side in her sleep. Ororo sighed as she held the woman close, thinking how rare it was for her to be able to hold someone like this. When she dated men, she didn’t do this.

With some nearly meditative breaths, Ororo slowly managed to fall asleep again.

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The warmth under her arm started to pull at her attention, and Kate opened he eyes. Her breathing stopped suddenly as the dark skin of her lover came into focus. It hadn’t been a dream. Kate’s eyes widened for a moment, and then slowly she smiled. She wasn’t a virgin anymore, and the night had been full of firsts for her. Wonderful firsts.

The pull of her bladder ruined the moment, and Kate grimaced as she realized she’d have to roll out of bed. With Ororo in it, leaving it didn’t really appeal to her. Kate’s eyes caressed the woman, and her eyes traveled back to that white hair. Kate sighed and quietly as possible slipped from bed.

She even slowly closed the bathroom door, hoping that Ororo would sleep past it. Kate wasn’t sure why she was working so hard to not wake Ororo, but it seemed like the right thing to do. She cringed at the noise flushing filled the quiet room with, and grimaced as she turned on the sink to wash her hands. She washed her fast, and as she did it she could smell Ororo on her.

Images of how Ororo’s scent came to be over so much of Kate’s body had her smiling softly. A strange sense of satisfaction came back to her as Kate remembered the downpour of rain the night before, knowing in a way she’d caused that. Kate had made it rain, through Ororo.

Kate stared at her reflection, knowing it was foolish, but she couldn’t see a difference in her features. She could see her hair was more of a mess than she’d ever seen it before. That had Kate pulling out her hair brush to try and tame it before Ororo saw her. That led to brushing her teeth, and then Kate glanced at the shower, but there was a beautiful woman in her bed. Kate slipped back out of the bathroom instead.

She stood staring at the bed, and the woman in it. There was a woman in her bed. For a moment Kate felt like a teenager, excited by the fact like one might be, but she pushed that away. Still, the smile remained. Going to New York, forcing herself to have the courage to ask Ororo out, those had been the best decisions she’d made in a long time.

As she got closer to the bed the way white hair spread over the pillow drew her eyes and Kate stood there, next to the bed watching Ororo breath softly, and the hair. The questions from the night before had her wondering why white hair on a young beautiful woman made her feel like it did. She liked how it wasn’t normal, and Ororo’s hair was beautiful, but it was the color that fascinated Kate.

She sighed as she considered why she’d also been so eager to see the musical Wicked, and it was the sexy green skin in the poster, along with the wicked smile. Kate watched Ororo breath, and was a little uncomfortable with her answer to the question Ororo had asked the night before, when she realized Kate was so attracted to her hair.

She managed to slip into bed without causing too much motion, and she moved to lay on her side. Kate stared down at Ororo, watching her sleep, amazed at how beautiful she was even after the night they’d had. Ororo’s hair was a bit wild, but not as untamed as Kate’s had been.

Slowly, carefully, Kate reached out to caress the white hair on the pillow. This was her natural color, as the hair lower had also been pure white. It was so amazing next to dark skin, really amazing. Kate slowly caressed the hair back out of Ororo’s face, with her fingers trying to tame it a bit for the sleeping woman. Wanting to touch it without having an audience, and wasn’t that odd?

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Ororo woke up, this time not opening her eyes. It took effort to not smile as she felt fingers slowly weaving through her hair. Ororo stayed still, and noticed how slowly Kate played with her hair, as if trying not to wake her, but clearly wanting to touch. The woman never had answered if it was a hair fetish or if she was just fascinated by the obvious mutant trait.

Ororo moved her head to the side and kissed the wrist of the hand pulling away. She opened her eyes and smirked at the blushing brunette in the bed with her. “So what type of fetish is that anyway?” Ororo teased.

Kate leaned over her to kiss Ororo, rather than answer. Ororo let the question fade away as she pulled Kate more tightly to her for a more passionate kiss.

They didn’t get out of bed until over an hour later. Ororo wouldn’t have done that, if it weren’t for the grumbling sounds that Kate’s stomach gave off, or Ororo’s need for the bathroom. Still, as Ororo stood up to head into that bathroom, she couldn’t resist kissing Kate again. “I’m going to shower.” Ororo told Kate, taking the first shower, so that Kate could lounge in bed a little longer. The shower here was sadly not big enough for two, or Ororo would teach Kate how to make love standing up.

Ororo dressed in the clothes she’d bought the day before, jeans and a white shirt that she remembered Kate liked on her. Kate seemed to like her in white. Ororo smiled a little wickedly into the mirror as she left the top few buttons undone, revealing some cleavage.

Kate’s eyes told her she looked good as Ororo slipped back out into the main room. “Your turn.” Was all she said, but she did pull Kate into a kiss as the woman moved to go into the bathroom for her shower. As the door closed behind Kate a moment later Ororo smiled at the memory that Kate had walked past her naked, and hadn’t been nervous.

Ororo moved through the room, finding the shoes she’d worn the night before, and folding her dress as well. She set then in her shopping bags from yesterday and put on the shoes she’d arrived at Kate’s the day before in, which went better with jeans. She found her purse, which had fallen to the floor at some point, and put the few items that had fallen out back into it.

Her phone had spent the night next to the leg of the dresser and as Ororo picked it up she sighed at the messages on it. There were two from Jean, and one from Betsy, both of them were probably eager to hear how the night went if they were bothering her so early for a report. Well, Ororo glanced at the clock on her phone, it wasn’t all that early now, but the first call had been at seven. Now it was almost lunch time.

The sound of the shower started and Ororo thought it best to make the call now. She just had to figure out which call to return, because she knew that in this case she’d only need to talk to one of them. The other would force a report out of the one that was called.

“Well, this is certainly late.” Jean’s voice was teasing, not even saying hello.

“It might be later still.” Ororo smiled and moved toward the window. She preferred being able to see the sky.

“How late?” Jean continued to tease and Ororo sighed in mock exasperation.

“I’m not sure, I’m going to aim for tomorrow.” Ororo’s naughty tone eased into a serious one as she continued to speak. “She’s leaving tomorrow and I don’t want to leave her alone on her last day.” Ororo smiled as she tried to make light of that comment. “Besides, she might decide to wander into the middle of another battle if I’m not around to keep her entertained.”

“I didn’t realize she was leaving so soon.” Jean’s voice was softer, the teasing gone as well. “How are you feeling about that?” Jean’s focus on that told Ororo that Sage had already let it slip that Kate had been in the middle of a battle, because Jean didn’t ask about that. That would have been easier to answer.

“Kate is a lot of fun, and I like her.” Ororo partly answered before pausing to consider the rest of her response. “If she’d actually lived here, I could see myself dating her more long term, but that’s not the case.”

“Well, that is a shame.” Jean paused, “But you do know Betsy and I were going to be in town tonight for shopping. Perhaps we could meet up for dinner?”

Ororo doubted that Betsy knew she had plans with Jean at this moment, but she didn’t think Jean would do anything too embarrassing if they met Kate. “I’ll check with Kate, but I think it’ll probably be okay.”

“Great, and maybe we can get your dancing queen out on a dance floor. I have to see her dance with something other than flying cars.” Jean’s voice was amused sounding.

“You saw that did you?” Ororo sighed, considering that Kate didn’t know she’d been on tv doing that. Perhaps she should tell Kate before Betsy or Jean asked about it. “I never thought Sage was a gossip, like the rest of you.”

“I found her watching the footage.” Jean explained how she’d gotten around Sage to find out.

Kate came back out of the bathroom shortly after Ororo hung up, having made tentative plans she’d run past Kate during lunch. Kate’s face held a shy smile again, one that Ororo couldn’t resist moving closer to kiss away.

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21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 16

By Princess Alexandria

“My friends are horrible gossips. Don’t feel like you have to answer every question they ask.” Ororo told her with a grin as the taxi made its way to the restaurant. Kate felt a bit nervous to be meeting Ororo’s friends, sure she’d do something stupid. She also ached to ask about these friends mutations, to know what she was getting into, but was that something you could ask? Would asking make her sound bigoted, like she only wanted to be around certain types of mutants? Kate was just worried she’d say something offensive and not know. She didn’t want to embarrass herself and definitely didn’t want to embarrass Ororo.

Kate was over worrying, she knew that. She tended to do that all the time. This time she made a real effort to relax as they stepped out of the taxi.

Ororo held the door opened for her and Kate smiled at her as she walked inside. Her eyes traveled around the restaurant as Ororo came in, and she found her eyes widening as she saw a woman with lavender hair. She turned to whisper to Ororo, but her date for the day was looking in that direction and smiling, so clearly those were the women they were meeting.

As Ororo walked with Kate toward the table, Kate noticed the fire red hair of the other woman. What was it with mutant women and hair, she wondered as they moved closer and the redhead looked over at them. Chances were good both women hadn’t dyed their hair, and Kate found herself looking at the lavender hair again, wondering if it really was natural. Ororo’s hair was natural. The red head, while vividly red, was still within human norm for color, but lavender was far beyond it. Even white hair happened with humans, just rarely ever someone so young.

Ororo’s hair was still magnificent, Kate smiled as the lavender haired woman turned to them as the redhead said something. Lavender hair was Asian.

“Hello Ororo.” The redhead smiled and Kate fought to remember her name, because Ororo had told her both the names of their dinner companions. Redhead must be Jean.

“Hello Jean,” Ororo nodded at the redhead, which let Kate know she’d remembered that right. “Betsy.” The other woman was identified. “This is Kate.” Ororo introduced her.

“Hello.” Kate smiled shyly at the women, noticing how she was being stared at, most likely critiqued. She hoped she wasn’t found as inadequate as she’d felt, and still feels, seeing how attractive these two were as well. Ororo was surrounded by beauty on a regular basis and still went out with Kate. Kate didn’t know what to think about that, but it was starting to sink it that maybe she wasn’t completely unarmed in the competition.

“Well, what have you guys been up to today?” Betsy spoke, and her accent was clearly English, her tone clearly wicked. Kate blushed in response, thinking of what they’d spend the lion’s share of the day doing.

“At least she remembered to feed you.” Jean teased and Kate’s eyes widened as she sat down, feeling rather embarrassed. Jean had sounded a bit too knowledgeable about what they’d done that day. The wink Kate got just as she thought that had her eyes widening.

“If you ladies, and I use that term loosely, could refrain from interrogating my date until we’ve at least orders I’d appreciate it.” Ororo spoke firmly, but there was a hint of a smile, and that actually helped Kate relax. This was apparently normal for them?

Kate was still staring at Jean, her eyes a little wide. That winking meant something, and knowing she was a mutant was now an all consuming thought. Kate smiled at Betsy as the woman handed her a menu. The waiter was there quickly as well, asking for drink orders.

Ororo glanced at Kate over the menu and Kate just nodded, giving the woman the choice. Kate didn’t know her wines well enough to pick one, but Ororo hadn’t steered her wrong yet. Kate almost wanted to ask for a bottle instead of the glass Ororo was ordering her, feeling the need for even fake courage, but then she might say something stupid, like asking Betsy if she had lavender hair elsewhere like Ororo had white hair.

“We’ve already ordered appetizers, so they should be here soon,” Jean spoke up as the waiter walked away, but Kate noticed the redhead was grinning like Kate had done something amusing, “but we were waiting for you two before ordering dinner.”

They ordered when the wine came, and then Kate found herself the center of Betsy’s attention. “I saw you dodge that car, that was skillful.”

Kate really didn’t know how to respond. She hadn’t been thrilled it was on TV, when Ororo told her that. “Thank you.” She muttered.

“What martial arts did you train in?” Betsy continued and Kate noticed that Ororo looked interested.

“I didn’t really, I just did enough to be able to dance better. I learned tai chi, and still do that daily, well normally.” Kate sighed. “Not this week.”

“Dance?” Jean turned one word into a question.

Kate smiled at a memory. “In college the dance students were in a play, doing mock battles. I learned to duck and roll dramatically. I dodged the car like I had bent out of the way of a staff in the show. We’d practiced it so much I didn’t even think that there had to be better ways to avoid getting hit.”

“That’s amazing.” Ororo smiled at her. “What were you playing?”

“An amazon.” Kate gave a half grin at the role. “It was ridiculous really, it was a play adaption of Xena warrior princess. It didn’t get great reviews, but they did like our dancing. I think the dancers were the only ones not to be barbequed by the critics.”

“So you’re not a warrior, you just play one on the stage.” Betsy had a teasing small smile and shook her head. “I knew dance was important to many styles of martial arts, but I’d never seen someone use dance as one.”

“I was rather impressed that you ran out to drag Spiderman to safety.” Jean spoke and Kate’s face was turning more red with every comment about that night.

“He’d saved me; it seemed like the thing to do.” Kate muttered, before taking a large sip of her wine. She’d almost died, and he’d saved her. She had to go out there, it wasn’t impressive, and it would have been shameful if she hadn’t.

“Yes, and how often do we see that?” Jean sounded like she was almost scoffing Kate’s comment. “People don’t do that often, most people just run. You took a more heroic stance.”

Kate looked over at Ororo, who seemed to catch on that Kate didn’t consider herself heroic, and didn’t want to be called that.

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Ororo could see that Kate felt out of her element quickly. They were all used to talking about the battles they ended up in the middle of, so no one thought anything about bringing it up now, but Kate was new to this. Also Kate had made it clear to Ororo earlier that she didn’t think it was heroic, because it was just necessary. In that one comment Kate reminded Ororo more of herself and the other Xmen than she’d ever expected from the woman. It made her a bit more proud of her, but she understood the desire to not dwell on something.

“As for your earlier question Jean, I took Kate out to see the statue of liberty.” Ororo interrupted the current discussion and mentally she added just for Jean “Kate isn’t comfortable talking about that night. She sees what she did as nothing all that special, she thinks anyone would have done it, and seems to feel like a fraud if you say she’s done anything remarkable.”

Jean’s response was equally silent as she used her telepathy. “I like her Ororo. She seems really sweet and she’s a little too humble.” Out loud Jean said. “Well, it isn’t a trip to New York without dropping by the statue. What did you think of it Kate?”

Kate seemed to relax, and she smiled that small little half smile of hers. “It was impressive, but I had no idea it wasn’t the only one. I was shocked to find out there was another in Paris.” Kate’s expression became more serious. “And we don’t really mean those words on it. Not anymore.”

“What do you mean?” Betsy asked.

“Well, we have a fence between us and Mexico, we have a quota of which people we’ll accept.” Kate looked at Ororo a little hesitantly. “We have a strict no mutants policy.” Her words were quieter and Ororo was sure that Kate appeared nervous about saying that. It made it very clear to Ororo that Kate felt very much like the only human at the mutants table, and wasn’t sure how well the others would take her even bringing things like this up.

“Yes, well I did find that last one out when I moved to the country.” Betsy spoke just as quietly. “But a few well placed ‘suggestions’ got around it quite well.”

“The Professor made ‘suggestions’ for me as well.” Ororo spoke up, and when Kate looked confused. “Telepathic suggestions.” She added to make it clearer. “The government is antimutant, but they are also against spending money on more reliable methods of screening.”

“So telepaths can get around it?” Kate asked, and there was a slight frown on her face that Ororo noticed had Betsy frowning a little as well. Ororo made a small motion with her hand toward Betsy, who was no longer a telepath, to wait for the rest of the thought. Kate only appeared to be bigoted if you didn’t give her time to finish her thoughts. “Well that’s not fair.” Ororo watched Betsy shifting in her seat. “What about the others? So if you don’t have a telepathic friend you’re just out of luck?” Ororo smiled subtly at Betsy, having been vindicated.

“Those of us who have the power do what we can to help.” Jean offered up, a small smile on her lips. Jean had known what was going on and she smirked just a little at Ororo. “And many mutants aren’t obvious mutants. The test for mutancy is so expensive that not everyone has to take them.”

“I believe my hair color alerted them.” Ororo added as Kate gave her a questioning look. Ororo grinned a little wickedly, “My mutant hair.” Kate blushed.

“It was my hair as well.” Betsy added and Ororo was amused to see Kate still blushing.

“Yes, Betsy’s hair color is now natural.” Jean spoke and Betsy gave her a curious look, but Ororo caught on faster. Kate had been wondering.

“So, you’re a telepath?” Kate asked after a moment and Jean nodded. Ororo felt some sympathy as Kate blushed and looked away. Ororo was willing to bet Kate had been having some rather interesting thoughts, most likely about hair from the comment Jean made.

The appetizers arrived, ending that conversation as they all took some. Ororo shifted her leg to rest against Kate’s, and this time instead of clearly arousing her, it seemed to comfort her. That was good, because that was the goal this time.

“We were surprised that Ororo was dating at all, she tends to just spend her free time in her gardens.” Betsy smiled at Kate and Ororo blushed faintly. “We almost expected you to be a supervillian, because they all tend to be attracted to her.”

Kate glanced at her and there was something soft in her eyes. “I imagine a lot more than supervillians are attracted to Ororo.” Ororo gave her date a grateful smile, and then Betsy got a glare.

After that dinner descended into too much teasing for Ororo’s taste, but Kate took it all so well it made Ororo wish they could all go out like this more often. When the proposal of dancing came up, Ororo was a bit surprised that Kate declined, saying they had plans.

“I think they are bedroom plans Ororo.” Jean sent mentally, answering the question Ororo didn’t ask in front of them and reading Kate’s mind. “The poor virgin is eager to get you alone again.”

“She’s not a virgin anymore Jean.” Ororo smirked as she glanced at the redhead, who just turned to wish Kate a good evening.

“Yes, well after watching us ‘pick on you’ Kate wants to do some unspeakable things to you.” Jean teased telepathically.

“Please stop reading Kate’s mind.” Ororo sent back, but she was intrigued by the idea of unspeakable things. They left Betsy and Jean to go dancing on their own, and started to walk in the other direction. Ororo made sure to take Kate’s hand and watched how Kate smiled at her when she did it. Kate had handled dinner rather well, Ororo knew her friends were challenging to say the least.

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21 Things I Want In a Lover

Chapter 17

By Princess Alexandria

Kate rolled onto the bed, her heart pounding and her breath was hard to catch. She smiled as Ororo leaned over her, seeming to have a bit of trouble catching her breath as well. “I feel guilty, we aren’t even trying to show you New York now.” Ororo grinned.

“I don’t mind.” Kate laughed just a little. “I like waking up like this.”

“Yes, well,” Ororo glanced outside and grimaced. “You are entirely too pleased with yourself.” Kate just grinned, listening to the rain starting to calm outside. The forecast was for sun.

Kate glanced at the clock and some of her good mood faded. It was going to be time to check out soon. She didn’t like thinking about that. She’d expected to enjoy the trip for about half of the time and be more than eager to go home, because she’d expected to be alone. Now she wished she’d asked for two weeks off.

“What time is your flight?” Ororo asked, and her voice didn’t sound all that happy about it either. Kate looked over at the woman, and moved to caress a bit of hair that had decided to try and go straight up but partially failed. Ororo smiled at that.

“I should leave for the airport by one.” Kate sighed, her hand still caressing white hair. Ororo leaned over her and ran her hair over Kate’s breasts.

Kate did math in her head quickly, and thought she could probably wait another half hour before packing.

The hotel was nice, and didn’t penalize her for checking out a half hour late. She checked her bags, and Ororo’s shopping bags in, before following Ororo out to have lunch.

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Ororo sat across from Kate in the booth, and grinned at her, while moving her foot to rest on the booth Kate was sitting on, resting it against Kate’s leg. There was a definite depressive feel to lunch and Ororo was going to try and push them past it. It wasn’t like she wanted Kate’s vacation to end either, but she didn’t want to lose their last hour to this feeling.

When Kate gave her a look and tried to rest her own leg on the booth Ororo was on, Ororo had to laugh. Kate’s leg didn’t fully reach. “Feeling short Amazon?” Ororo teased and Kate finally smiled. She hadn’t smiled since checking her luggage at the hotel.

“I was Amazon #3, get it right.” Kate grinned and took a sip of the water they’d been given when they sat down. Their menus still sat on the table, waiting for them to order.

The waiter interrupted them, but Ororo made sure to lightly kick Kate as she ordered. It made her smile as Ororo pretended to try and distract her. Once they were alone again Ororo resisted the urge to ask Kate about what she was planning to do for the rest of her week, or about her flight or how she was getting home.

Ororo paid the bill once they were done, and took Kate’s hand as they got up to leave. Kate gripped her’s a little more tightly than normal and Ororo smiled, understanding. Kate held her hand all the way back to the hotel.

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It was time to go. Kate stood in the hotel lobby, her bags around her, as she watched Ororo set her shopping bags over her own arm. Ororo was amazing and Kate had no idea how to say goodbye. She felt a need to thank Ororo for everything, but she couldn’t even identify what everything was. It was more than sex, more than dates, more than friendship.

“I’ll get you a cab.” Ororo spoke softly, picking up one piece of luggage and waiting for Kate to grab the other.

“Ororo.” Kate spoke, before they stepped outside. Ororo turned to her and Kate just stared into Ororo’s eyes. Ororo had blue eyes, pretty eyes. “I’m glad you sat next to me on the plane.” Kate spoke softly, moving closer. Her bag set down on the floor as she reached up to caress Ororo’s hair, run the back of her fingers along her neck.

“So am I.” Ororo leaned down to kiss her, and Kate didn’t care that they were standing in front of the hotel Starbucks.

It was awkward and a bit painful to stand there, wondering what she was supposed to do. She didn’t want to leave the hotel, but she had to. Ororo glanced at the bag Kate had been carrying and Kate took it up again.

“I know you’ve never been in this position before.” Ororo smiled softly. “Being your first, I’ll tell you what to do. Remember me fondly, and I’ll do the same for you.”

“That’s going to be easy.” Kate smiled, and took a deep breath as they stepped outside. She felt a bit out of sorts, almost disconnected. It felt like a year’s worth of Sundays, the day before all the fun of the weekend was over. It was a good day of the week, but it always felt like an ending of something good, which had forever tainted Sunday for Kate.

Ororo moved to the curb and held her hand out. Kate hated how easily she caught her cabs at that moment, as a yellow taxi stopped and a man got out to open the trunk. Ororo turned to her and Kate gripped her hand tightly, as the taxi driver loaded up her bags.

“Thank you.” It felt inadequate, but Kate spoke it slowly, her eyes staying on Ororo. Ororo smiled.

“My pleasure.” The beautiful woman spoke in her more seductive tone and Kate couldn’t help blushing. It made Ororo laugh softly. “You have a nice flight.” Kate held Ororo tightly as they kissed, and she barely was able to look away to get into the cab.

“I need to go to the airport.” Kate spoke softly to him, forcing herself to look at him. He nodded, and as they drove off, Kate looked back to see Ororo starting to walk away.

The drove past the place Kate and Ororo had caught the subway a few times, and they drove past the restaurant they’d eaten at. Kate smiled softly, thinking about how Ororo was always going to be a part of New York to her.

Her smile stayed as she considered how great her trip had been, and how she’d have to thank her brother for letting her down again. He’d never understand how grateful she was for that now. Even if she told him, she couldn’t do Ororo justice in the retelling.

Kate had been with a goddess.

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