Loose Ends

By Trynia Merin

Chapter 14

Rated R for consentual underage sex and semi explicit m/f sex and language.

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"Bloody hell," mumbled Wisdom as he slipped into Shadowcat's room. He heard the screams of agony, and made his way where she lay. A glittering garter belt and bustier surrounded her, and he recognized the device at once. Strapped down to a bed with chains like a specimen, she wrenched against the chains angrily, snarling in her throat.

Not just a scant outfit, Wisdom thought grimly. He moved over and held a finger to his lips. The spells that made him look female shimmered and faded, leaving him in his black suit and long trenchcoat. Blending into the shadows, he stole over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Kitty... can ya hear me, luv?" he whispered. He had seen one at a Black Air depot. Alien technology for sexual torture. Bloody nasty too. Grunting he struggled to remove his pants and uniform, readying his hotknives. This would be delicate, but he could do it. Pryde moaned as she saw him next to her, "Pete, you came..."

"Wouldn't leave ya here, Pryde," he whispered, kissing her. "Now just lay back an' let me work on ya like..."

"Do you know what this is?" she asked.

"Bloody right I do. An' I know how to free ya... now just lay back an' let me work on ya. Might seem weird, but it's the only way..." he urged, kissing her. She felt his nude body brushing up against her, and climbing on top of her. Quick nibbles down her sides, and his kisses on her breasts as his hotknives dug into the confining metal.

She screamed in joy and pleasure as he freed her breasts, kissing them and devouring them. Hotknives bathed her body, slicing open the collar, and letting it drop. She attempted to phase free but he stopped her biting her lips. "No, don't. It'll kill ya... just lemmie finish and it will..."

"Ohhh I gotcha," she nodded, realization blooming a bright flower in her mind. She felt his hardness slide between her legs, and slowly slid through the metal to insert in her.

"Friggin HELL..." he groaned.

"Pete... I hope..."

"I can stand it a bit..." he moaned as the metal yielded enough to let him thrust up and down inside her. Loosening but not releasing, he thrust in and out, his hotknives flaring around the girdle on her hips and thighs. Bright metal glowing and melting as he slammed in and out, screwing her hard. Her hips bucked at his kiss and hot mouth on her breast, teasing and licking them with his tongue.

Yelling he slammed into her full force and Kitty screamed and mewled. She moved with him, harder and faster, his knife bursting and splitting and rending metal. Till his hands were caressing her bum and slamming hard as he could into her. He came in a spurt of vengefulness, and Kitty came and squeezed him convulsively. Gasping, he fell on top of her, sweating hard. Kitty sighed and kissed him gently. Wisdom moaned, coming down from his orgasm with tingles of pain and pleasure. "Pete, you all right?"

"Yes luv... god... I near died... but it was damn worth it..." Wisdom murmured. His hands found her breasts, giving her nipples a pinch, twiddle and tease that made her groan.

"Come here you silly man and let me show you how much it was..."

"Pryde, I don't have a healin' factor remember..."

"That doesn't stop us normally..." she urged, kissing and cuddling him till he recovered.

***

Energy crackled, and Wolverine dropped to the side. He followed Jubilee's scent and that of the bird lady clinging to Khaos to this point. Only to find someone tackling him. He slid out his claws, punching till the scent curled over his nose, and he was pinned under the slender she elf.

"Easy, my friend, it is I..."

"Yeah, go figure..." Logan mumbled. Khaos climbed off of him, shifting into his masculine form and helping him up.

"They are in here..."

"Perfect" Logan mumbled. "You keep an eye onna door... I'll open the damn thing...

"No, leave it to me," said Khaos, holding up his statue. Power crackled out, tingling Logan's scent of smell, and wreathing over the door. It slid open, and both men slipped into the dim room. Pain and tears assaulted Logan's nostirls, and he rushed over to where Jubilee slowly hung.

"My love," Khaos urged as he walked over to Cerise.

"Jubes, you okay kid... damn, what did they do to you..." Logan asked as he gently wiped blood from her lips. She blinked up at him, tears in her eyes.

"Wolvie, took you long enough," she coughed.

"Lemmie get ya outta here," he said, claws popping.

"Don't!" Jubilee cried. "Please don't Wolvie!"

"What?" he growled.

"Don't touch her..." said Cerise loudly. "Stay back Khaos... you don't know what you're doing..."

"Now excuse the hell me, but are you Cerise?"

"Yes. And you are Kurt's friend from the X men. If you value your young charge's life, you will not try and cut us loose..."

"But how are we to..." Khaos trailed off.

"These things cause pain... of extreme magnitudes. And any movement to liberate us will set them off," said Cerise. "Then I must find a technomagical spell to override them," said Khaos. "Hold, Wolverine..."

"Kid, I'm sorry I gotcha into this," Logan mumbled, as Jubilee bit her lip.

"It's okay, at least you're here, and as long as you're here, we'll be okay... I guess" she whispered.

"Shit, you're shivering all over, damn," Logan mumbled as he reached over and glanced at the contraption that bound her. Cute because he smelled the electrical field permeating her body and his eyes narrowed in anger. Wires and other things bit into her skin, and he smelled pain, and something else. The location of them made him feel sick to his stomach at the perversity of these people.

"Cerise, my love I won't leave you," Khaos said as he lightly kissed her. She blinked up at him.

"Hey, wait a sec, you didn't hurt her when ya did that, didya?" Logan asked as he turned to see their surprise.

"Any move to make us escape will trigger it..."

"But there's gotta be a key or something... or some access code or some..." Jubilee mumbled.

"That's it. Some sort of spell. A counterspell... or a ritual to open them. They are doubtless specific to being cut. But I see no place of weakness, save but a few..."

"Where are these from, lady?" Logan asked. Jubilee shivered, and there wasn't anything in the room to drape over her. All he could do was reassure her somehow. So he walked over and gently took Jubilee's shivering body in his arms. She shivered against him, sniffling as he held her reassuringly. "Idsar 7. Which would lead to the possibility that there is but one way to open these... and you know what that is, Khaos..."

"What?" he asked.

"The ceremony of lip massage," she whispered. "Wait you're nuts," Logan laughed.

"No, I'm serious..." said Cerise. "But it might not be..."

"One way to find out," Khaos said as he leaned over, and cupped Cerise's face in his hands. He kissed her lips lightly, wrapping her in his arms. Nothing happened, and he drew back.

"So much for THAT idea," Logan mumbled, pulling his hood off and glancing over at them. He stood next to Jubilee, keeping her as warm as he could, and cursing the lack of a blanket.

"Something else," Khaos whispered, and he willed away the bulk of his armor. Moving over he surrounded her in his arms, and leaned over to lightly kiss her neck. She moaned softly, and Jubilee shut her eyes as she saw his tongue gliding over Cerise's body.

Turning her head away, she lay it against Logan's shoulder. Although he was short and she dangled by her wrists, he managed to still embrace her, and then it dawned on him what was happening when he smelled pheromones from Khaos and Cerise. Damn sick bitches, to use THAT as a way to open these blasted devices. He only hoped that Jubilee would understand what he would have to do, and not hate him for it.

"You understand what I gotta do," he whispered.

"I know... and I'm not scared, Wolverine," Jubilee whispered. "Do what you gotta do... I don't' wanna be stuck here... an' I trust you..."

"I'm really sorry I gotta do this kid... but it looks like we're outta options..." he mumbled.

Jubilee tried to keep the muffled gasps of Cerise out of her mind. Slowly the dark hands of Khaos glided over her smooth white skin, and she saw Cerise lift her sculpted legs to wrap around his hips. The feel of Wolverine's embrace was hot and close, and she was shaking not with fear, but some strange realization. A sick twist of fate need not be bad. "Relax kid," he urged, and she felt a soft kiss on her cheek, and then her lips. Lightly he massaged her spine, avoiding touching her breasts, but rubbing her muscles.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Khaos's fingers reaching under the halter, and rubbing at Cerise's massive breasts. She stared in rapt attention, never having seen these except in sex Ed movies, or in one of Gambit's XXX flicks. Khaos was removing his armor, and laying his swords to the side against the wall. His tunic lay down, and then he unbuckled his sword belt, stripping off layers of clothes. She herself was released from Logan's arms, and she heard the motion of something being removed. Then his hairy chest pressed against her belly and her arms, holding her close and embracing her hard. Lips gently kissed her cheeks, and then the hollow of her throat. Judging from the lack of release from Cerise's restraints he knew what was the likely conclusion, and swallowed hard. He only hoped Jubes could withstand it, or he wouldn't hurt her.

Lightly his lips glided over hers, and she sobbed in relief as she felt his mouth touching hers. He was surprised when Jubilee opened her mouth and readily accepted his kiss. Her slight body trembled in his arms, making Wolverine want to protect her, and his instincts were already driving him insane from her smell and those of the others in the cell. "Can't go at once... gotta get you ready," he murmured against her shoulder as his hands caressed her ribs and her back and lightly over her calves and thighs. Fingers reached down along the lines, exploring the limits of the restraints, and making him realize what was at stake.

Khaos felt her inner thigh, and slowly knelt down to rest Cerise's thighs on his shoulders. Reaching up to her he caressed her hips, and then brought her in front of his face. Her thighs surrounded his cheeks as his tongue probed the extent of the restraint. Metal and wire swirled around, but as he suspected, it did not cover everything hidden there. A flush came over him when he realized the implications. Little wonder.

"Relax Jubes, ain't gonna hurt ya," he urged, whispering and stroking her body softly. A low growl vibrated him, and he knelt down, kissing her belly to where the alien chastity belt spanned her lower hips and backside. She moaned as he softly kissed her belly, and then diverted to the tops of her thighs, and then everywhere but where she most wanted him. Then he returned, taking her lips in a kiss that made her burn, and nibbled at her throat as he slid his hands under her thighs and lifted them. He wrapped them around his waist and she sighed with relief as the weight was taken off her hands at last.

He kicked his boots aside, and his bare hands indicated his gloves were gone. She whimpered with relief at another kiss and his hands rubbing her thighs and massaging her back muscles with massive hands. He felt the cold metal pressed to his groin, and was thankful he had a healing factor. For a moment he felt extremely sorry for Khaos, whom had his face buried between Cerise's thighs? Soft kisses touched the tops of Jubilee's young but considerable chest. Hot breath laved her body, and she trembled from head to toe an ache inside her body begging for release.

Cerise whimpered as his tongue slid past the restraints and worked its way to her secret place. His hands glided over her body like silk, and she hummed with the light burning inside. It was like a musical note, chiming in her throat, and her words were in Shi'ar, drifting across the cell as she tossed her head back, and her body arched in ecstasy at his claiming of her center.

Jubilee knew the meaning of the words, and tears stung her eyes because it was a Shi'ar love poem. About Sharra and Kythree, the sacred ancestors and their battle to save one another from darkness. Black and white were darkness and light, and she saw the extreme of their skin tones. By now, Khaos had shed all his clothes, for sweat shined on his black skin as he maneuvered her legs around his waist, and his hips in her hands. Logan's hands moved over Jubilee's body, and she felt she would pass out when one finger slid inside the confining belt. His kisses on her throat and his hand on her backside held the weight off her arms. Expertly he stroked over her pleasure center, causing her to writhe in sweet bliss. Fortunately the chains and the restraint did not register this as an attempt to escape. His hands passed over her chest and to her amazement something clinked to the cell floor.

"Did you see that?" she whispered to Logan. He nodded, gently kissing her breasts and rubbing them now that they were free of the restraint.

"Yeah darlin, and ya know what that means..."

"I don't care, just do it... well I mean I do care but I'm cool with it, Wolvie..." she whispered. He gently teased each one, awakening her to new sensations. Against her belly she felt his body's response, and bit her lip at the tingling between her legs. His fingers worked and massaged her, sliding inside and making her crazy.

A loud cry in Shi'ar startled them, and she glanced over to see the movements of the two lovers. A low groan came from Khaos as he commenced his assault. She could not help but watch in morbid fascination at the motion of his hips and hers, thrusting in and out.

"Wrap yerself around me an' let me take care of this, take care of you... just relax..." he urged, growling in her ear as he released his body's control. Logan had a feeling it would take all his strength to do what was required, and to hold off at the last moment as Jubilee bit his shoulder. She nodded, quivering in pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his sturdy waist, and he moved into place, holding her hips with both hands. He hissed and bit his lip as he felt cold metal touching his sensitive skin. How in HELL was Khaos doing this unless... metal heated up, and Jubilee gasped as she felt something hot sliding between her thighs?

***

"Wolverine!!!! Omigod this feels so good," she whispered. Snarling he bit repeatedly at her collar, trying to work at the fastenings without hurting her or him. He kissed her lips and nibbled at her breasts, anything to distract her and make her wet with desire to ease his passage inside.

"Dunno if this will work or not... darlin'," Logan urged, his manhood sliding in the groove between her legs, searching and probing for a place he could enter. Thank god there were no jagged spikes to impede him, just the slight forgiving metal. It responded to body heat and physiological response. Taking a breath, he kissed her lips and thrust forwards through the aperture ringing her womanhood, and comprising the obedience device. His loud snarl scared her and she felt she was going to die. "Oh god, oh my god," Jubilee sobbed, hoping he wasn't going to get killed.

"It's okay darlin, it's all right, I just feel... ohhh it's just ya feel so good... it ain't this here thing... it's you..."

he gritted. "You all right?"

"Yes, more than all right... please... just do it... get me OUT of this!" she whimpered, legs trembling. He was only partway inside, and slowly pulling out, feeling the metal sliding around his shaft, but not constricting or cutting so far. He wondered if he needed to go all w the way, but seeing that Khaos was grunting and groaning, pumping in and out it was taking a hell of a lot of time.

"Gonna... get ya loose... just yuh wait an' see, Jubes..." Logan grunted, thrusting deeper and deeper with each word. Jubilee yelped as he pushed forwards, and his massiveness thrust into her channel. It ached like hell and the next thing he pushed through made her scream and bite his neck.

"I'm okay, please don't stop," she sobbed.

"Sorry darlin'... I know I wasn't the guy ya wanted to do this to... damn 'em..." he grunted, as he took her innocence.

"I wanted to give it to you anyway," Jubilee whimpered, kissing his ears, as Logan remained still, and let her body get used to his size. All around him she quivered, squeezing and holding him tightly, as he thrust deep and held her backside in his powerful hands.

"Almost... almost..." Khaos groaned as he thrust fast and hard. Cerise moaned, unable to climax and it hit Logan what the trigger was.

"Ready?" Logan asked.

"Yes," she whispered. He kissed her hard, and then resumed thrusting. Painfully slowly, his fingers massaging her buttocks and gripping and tearing at the metal. Hips slamming into Jubilee's as she clenched tightly around him, and felt the pain and pleasure of something streaming over her. It seemed endless, and Logan raised her hips to lean her knees on his shoulders, and move up to give her as much as his experience would allow.

"Gonna, get this... damn thing... ugh... off you... if it's the LAST thing I do..." he gritted, as she screamed in his lips.

Cerise felt her body respond to the feral growling, and Khaos was taken along. Thrusting, moving, pushing for release, and in more ways than one. Grasping at her breasts and twisting and teasing and rubbing till she whined and mewled. Rough stubble abraded Jubilee's skin, like sandpaper, and his hot breath bathed her skin. Building inside her was that second released, and she was screaming and clenching him. Wolverine remained still letting her experience the first and second orgasms, groaning as he reached his own, and thrust insanely deep.

Cerise screamed as she felt her third orgasm slamming through her. Liquid fire crackled as IBIC's magic surged over the alien chastity belt. Khaos directed each surge, as he finally climaxed and wrung the orgasm he needed. Sparks flew and the remaining barrier vaporized. Moaning she clung to him and he felt his strength desert him. With a gesture he summoned his mystical swords and directed them to his hands. With his last bit of energy he cut her loose. Logan groaned as he heard the bodies falling to the floor, Cerise under him. Although the hated contraption still bound her body, she was free and he could smell the movement of their bodies.

"They're alive... barely," Logan whispered. "Poor kids..."

"Flamin' thing... let her GO!" he roared, and then gasped as his own climax thundered through him. Jubilee felt her body on fire with something erupting through it. Wet sticky warmth surged into the core of her being, and she was sobbing lightly into his shoulder as Wolverine tensed and pressed his deepest yet. For a long time it seemed he released, and then lay his head on her shoulder.

"Wolverine, that was... oh god..."

"You with me darlin..." he whispered, kissing her cheeks. "Yes..." she whispered. "I never felt so good... but..."

"Cripes, flamin' thing... I'm sorry darlin' but I gotta do this all over again..." he whispered, thrusting against her.

"No, please... I don't want you to leave me," she whispered, and Logan kissed her deeply, resuming his desperate battle to free her from this thing. His claws shot out as he snarled and gritted, forcing his body against the belt, and relishing the deep sweetness of her tight young body. Raising his arms he swiped the chains and cut Jubilee loose, so she slumped against him. Metal surged with heat, and Logan roared in pain and pleasure. Claws slashed within inches of her skin as he thrusted hard. Jubilee screamed and energy surged white hot. All she felt was Logan dropping, and her body falling. Blackness hit, and she knew no more.

***

Jubilee whimpered as she felt herself being carried someplace. She shivered and sobbed, coming round from the massive orgasm. She lay in bed alongside a warm breathing male body. What on earth had just happened?  The chamber was quiet and shadowed, and she saw slumped on another bed, two forms. Glancing over her shoulder she saw Khaos' dark shape lying alongside that of Cerise's. Something draped her body, and she realized she was being rocked. A silver foil space blanket had been wrapped around her, and someone's strong arms were holding her carefully. Still they breathed slowly, and she wondered how long she had lay there in pain. He pulled her on top of himself so she was resting across his sturdy body.

"Jubes darlin, you okay, you with me?" Logan asked, kissing her forehead gently.

"Ohh that feels so good," she groaned. "I must hurt too much to be dead..."

"You okay, can you move at all?" he asked, cradling her on his lap. "Jubes, say something..."

"Why am I still alive?" she asked, as Logan kissed her softly.

"They're okay. Damned if I know why. We're lucky to be alive... " he trailed off. Reaching down she felt the hated metal still present on her hips.

"Don't know WHAT in hell caused em to break free... I'm sorry but it's still tthere..."

"Why am I still alive?" she asked, as Logan kissed her softly.

"I cut ya loose. Apparently the chains weren't part of the friggin chastity belt.  Khaos there said it took a hell of a lot to get it off. Only reason he got Cerise outta hers was cause he had the mystical energy. Only other way is for the male t' generate enough sexual energy to release the trigger..."

"He passed out I thought..."

"Had just enough left in him to drag Cerise while I hauled you into this room here.  Then they crashed... an' left me to see if you're okay. You're able to move, right?" he asked gently.

"Yeah... barely... whoever came up with this was one sick ticket..." she winced.

He bit at the inhibitor collar, and whispered, "Paff it... just paff the damn thing and I'll cut ya loose..."

Jubilee nodded, her fingers gripping at the confining bands around her thighs. Grunting he pushed her gently onto her back in the small bed, and she nodded as he bracketed her hips with his sturdy knees.  "Sorry darlin, there's one more thing I gotta do..."

"Don't be sorry... that feels so good," she moaned. Laying hands on her hips, he lifted them and thrust into her.  She was still wet and able to take him in, although she felt a bit sore.   He slid a finger inside and rubbed her small pleasure center, and she relaxed, tossing her head back on the sheets. "Now, this might be blamed fool, an' stupid, but I want ya to heat up my claws. I'm gonna melt this thing off ya. That's how Wisdom did it. Hopefully I can cut out the circuits while I'm... inside ya... and get it to release ya..."

"Okay Wolvie," she moaned, and sighed as he shifted on top of her, and began to thrust.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly, then heard the rasp of metal that told her his claws were unsheathed.

He pulled her onto his lap so she was sitting in it, and his claws slipped under her hands. She touched adamantium, heating it up to white-hot as he moved them close. Rocking, thrusting and pushing he kissed her neck and breasts. Then he seized her mouth, and she felt searing heat as he slashed. Whimpering she collapsed under his body pressed down.

"Wolverine... Logan... are you..." she gasped, squirming under him. Metal was gone, vaporized, and she was trapped under 300 pounds of muscle and adamantium. Slowly Logan groaned and lifted his head, pressing up on shaky arms.  Embarassed he was still hard in side her he chuckled, "Damn if that didn't do it..."

"No, don't leave... I can't leave you like this... please..." she urged.

"Ya sure?" he moaned as she trapped him in her legs.

"Yeah, I can't leave ya without finishing what you started," she laughed.

"UP to it?"

"Does a mall babe eat chili fries?" she whispered, kissing him gently. Opening his lips he rolled her over so she was on top, and began to drive up into her. An entire cluster of orgasms tore through her as he panted and continued. With relief it didn't take too long for him to reach that third and final climax. Growling and roaring, he pushed up and bruised her hips with his fingers.

"Thanks, I appreciate it," he murmured as she felt herself thoroughly drenched. "So do I," she murmured, tinglign with pleasure.  Her eyelids dropped and he turned over so she was on top of him.

"Just rest kiddo, you've earned it..." he urged. She lay her head against his chest, letting him hold her tightly as she began to cry out the tears held back from the pain, and the stinging slaps that made her lip bruised and her face scratched. All she could do was just sit, and pray that they'd get out alive.  His tongue scratched like sandpaper as he licked her cuts, and she listened to his heartbeat.

Something crackled to his left.  Reaching up, he snagged the uniform belt draped over the end of his bed.  Logan reached down to depress the comlink on his belt. "Yeah, who's there?"

"Wolverine? You're alive? Thank God... we thought..." came Kitty's voice. "You came all the way here to help me..."

"Pun'kin, you okay?" he asked. "Are you hurt...are you..."

"I'm fine... thanks to Wisdom. But he's barely alive. Where the hell is everybody?"

Logan heard a whisper that sounded like Wisdom, and let escape a low growl. Jubilee had passed out, falling asleep against his shoulder thank God. She needed the rest. He lay her down so her head was pillowed on his pectoral and the rest of her body rested in the groove of his arm.  Frowning he asked, "What was that?"

"S'cuse me mate, but you heard from Amanda or the others?" Wisdom panted.  It sounded like he wasn't the only one who had taken such measures to remove a restraint. Wolverine chuckled and groaned.

"Nothing. Not a peep... just managed to find Cerise an' Khaos though. They're pretty bad off. Out like lights. Only reason I'm alive is cause my factor kicked in..." he mumbled.

"Kitty phased me while I disabled that nasty toy..."

"Pun'kin, where's Kurt an' the others?" Logan asked.

"I think we're on our own... I can't raise Amanda... and Captain Britain and Meggan..." Kitty trailed off. "Hold on... Pete, try them again..."

"Umm..." he groaned. "Hey, tinkertoy! Where are yuh! Sing out, mate!"

A crackle of static answered them. "I'll patch it through," Kitty said quietly. Logan depressed the X on the belt buckle, holding it close to his ear as he listened to the faint tinny voice.

"Selfriend is relieved you are all right..."

"Where's the silver bitch now?" asked Kitty slowly.

"Apparently she has not been able to detect us. I am scrambling this frequency... Meggan and Captain Britain are well, and Amanda is using her powers to jam their senses..."

"Where are you?" asked Kitty. "Should we come get you?"

"Stay where you are. Amanda is working up the energy to teleport..."

"Have her 'port the elf an' his lady. To where ya are. I'll bring Jubes an' meet up with Wisdom an' you Pun'kin... are ya in that room?" said Wolverine.

"I've locked it, Wolvie," said Kitty. "Don't come to us... we'll come to you. Stay put. And we'll help you with Cerise and Khaos. Amanda should stay where she is... and see if you can locate Kurt and the others..."

"Will do," Logan nodded. He heard the exit greeting and settled down to wait.