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mutantfromkansas:

Her hips were surprising, but they were also lovely. Evan was someone who could appreciate beauty anywhere in life, or he tried to be. Whether it be art, Wolverine’s School, or even the armor Logan had locked away somewhere in the school so he couldn’t be tempted to touch it… Evan found most things someone beautiful.

Yet in all his years, or rather, the year or so which he had actually been alive if you discount the fifteen years in another reality, he had never seen anything as beautiful as Quinn.

As her fingers ran through his hair, Evan’s eyelids lowered slightly, teeth catching his lower lip as she took his hand before he released them from the potential vice grip. When his hand hit her back, he blinked, letting out a slightly pleased noise. “I… I like this start.” He whispered, visibly shuddering as she kissed him and the markings on his face. Evan began to grow confident. After a moment or so, he began to move his hand down without her needing to lead him. “You’re so gorgeous, Quinn….” He mumbled, pushing his lips against her own as his hand finally found her rear.

She let out a small laugh, which sounded something between a cackle and a giggle. Gorgeous was not the word most people used. Ew seemed to be the proper response. Aside from Morgan, that’s all anybody ever said. She wondered how was it that she could be spoiled by two boys as lovely as him and Evan in her lifetime. Which, given her occupation as X-Student, was probably going to be short.

{You’re cute, Evan.} She nipped his lower lip lightly and begun to run her fingers through his hair again. “And you have a weird definition of gorgeous.”

As she spoke in his head, Evan had to hide the fact that it startled him slightly. It was something he still needed to get used to, and that would likely take some time. He didn’t mind though. She could be in his head if she wanted to right then.

“I think my definition is spot on.” He responded, brushing his bare thigh against her own. Slowly, his hand clenched around her bottom’s cheek, a light blush rising to his face as he suddenly rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him, smile on his face as he looked up at her. “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”