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  Things move along at a steady pace...

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  The surge of power, small as it is, hits them all, Thaddeus notices. He gets a boost from Mystique on top of what he gets frue sihe shapeshifter participated in the whole thing as well. His own weak shapeshifting abilities, which he’s had for several months now, grow stronger. On top of that though, there’s something else…

  “Did it work? Rogue? Do you think you trol your powers now?”

  Mystique, of course, only has eyes for her adoptive daughter, still refraining from toug her but looking like she’s only waiting for the go ahead before she throws her arms around the girl. Unfortunately, Rogue doesn’t give it. With a furrowed brow, the younger mutant shakes her head in fusion.

  “I… I don’t think so? I… don’t know…”

  Meanwhile, Thaddeus tell he definitely got something frue. Something much like her absorption. However… Thaddeus also tell that he decide when, what, and how much to absorb. His maximum is only a trickle right now of course, but…

  “Mystique. Let me try something.”

  He offers the shapeshifter his hand and Mystique looks at it with no small amount of sternation. But it’s not like she’s going to balk now when they’ve already e so far. After only a moment of hesitation, Mystique reaches forward and puts her hand in his. Nothing happens… because Thaddeus isn’t using what he just got frue.

  Mystique furrows her brow as she stares down at their joined hands.

  “I’m going to use it now. Only for a split sed. Ready?”

  After another beat, the blue-skinned shapeshifter nods. Thaddeus activates the power a moment ter and watches Mystique jerk. He immediately turns it off of course, only leaving it on for a single breath as promised.

  “That… that didn’t feel too bad…”

  Thaddeus shakes his head.

  “My version of the power is still weak, so it wouldn’t. But more importantly… it’s trolble. I trol it.”

  Rogue fli that, but Mystique quickly catches on to what he’s saying.

  “If you trol it… then you think Rogue should be able to trol it as well.”

  Thaddeus gives a firm nod, even as Rogue’s breath hitches and hope spreads across her face.

  “Then we o keep going!”

  Mystique looks both determined aed, gng between him and Rogue.

  “We ’t stop here. If we tinue as we have been, we might just have a breakthrough!”

  She was right, they might. Only… if just a handjob wasn’t enough to give Rogue trol, that might mean they would have to go further. They would have to go all the way. And that meant being inside ue. Full sexual intercourse usually required tab P to go into slot V after all.

  “I want to try something else before we tinue. Rogue, you take off one of yloves and hold out your hand?”

  The young womaates at his request but Thaddeus doesn’t mind. He knows he’s asking a lot. Eventually she go Mystique fuidand only when the shapeshifter gives her an encing smile and a nod does she do what he asks. Staring down at Rogue’s pale palm like it’s a poisonous snake for a moment, Thaddeus woo himself if he’s really going to go this.

  … Yes. Yes he is. Swallowing thickly, the young man slowly reaches out with just a finger. He makes sure his own version ue’s power is active… and presses the tip of his finger down onto her palm.

  For a brief moment, nothing seems to happen. And then he feels it. The drain. He’d felt it the other way with Mystique before, but if Thaddeus’ version of the power was a trickle of absorption, then Rogue’s version is a vacuum turo max. He feel her draining him… but at the same time, he feel himself draining her right back.

  It’s not resista’s an exge. And it’s still wholly in Rogue’s favor. He’s only able to touch her palm for about twenty seds before he has to pull away, gasping for air, his heart pounding overtime in his chest. He recovers his vitality almost immediately though ohey’ve lost tact with one ahanks to all of his time with Laura. It’s iing, while he’s in tact with Rogue, he ’t rely upon the regeion factor from Laura to help o. But ohey’re no looug, he feels rejuvenated almost immediately.

  As Thaddeus soaks up this information, turning it over in his head to make sure he’s properly sidering it from all angles, Rogue and Mystique are both having their owions. Rogue is staring at the point where his finger had been toug her palm in wonder, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape in awe. For the touch-starved coed, this much must be like nirvana for her.

  Mystique, meanwhile, has her eyes narrowed as she stares at the palm as well, before finally looking at him.

  “Well?”

  Rolling his shoulders, Thaddeus gnces back at the bed he’s currently sitting on the edge of.

  “I think… Rogue and I should have proper sex. It’ll have to be slow though. Lots of stops and starts. But maybe, just maybe, we’ll get something more from me actually fug her.”

  He shrugs at the end there, trying to make it abundantly clear that he doesn’t know for sure if everything will work out. Mystique nods in uanding, while Rogue… Rogue is bright red and looking highly embarrassed by his words. Ah, right. Almost certainly a virgin.

  “That sounds like it might make it hard for you to reapletion though.”

  Thaddeus prepares t again, opening his mouth to throw out some ptitude like ‘it is what it is’. But before he do so… Mystique transforms right before his eyes into a carbon copy of her adoptive daughter. Suddenly, he’s staring at twues… though after a moment, the Rogue that’s actually Mystique shifts the white streak in her hair into the same purple that Risty Wilde was rog, making it easier to differentiate betweewo of them.

  Of course, the absolutely sacious grin that spreads across the purple-streaked Rogue’s face a moment ter also doesn’t really seem like it belongs oroverted goth coed either.

  “Well, stud? How do you want us?”

  Thaddeus gives Mystique as Rogue a look at the return of the ‘stud’ epithet, but Mystique just grins wickedly, her eyes dang with amusement that suggests she knows exactly what she’s doing and just doesn’t care at this point. Still, it’s a good question. He needs a position that he avoid gettiangled with. They ’t afford fue to grab hold of him or tto him in the heat of passion in any way.

  He winces a little bit, because this is supposed to be Rogue’s first time and a first time should be a little bit more of an intimate affair then the position that es to mind. But… he doesn’t see a safer option.

  “Doggystyle.”

  A slight frown spreads aystique’s face at that, while Rogue goes even redder and ducks her head.

  “I o be able to pull out quickly and switch betweewo of us without any potential interruption. So… I think from behind is going to have to be the py.”

  He rubs the back of his head, trying his best to show that he uands the position isn’t ideal. In the end, Rogue doesn’t seem to have it io voi opinion oopic. Meanwhile, Mystique mulls it over for a moment before finally nodding.

  “You’re right… there’s no other way. e ue. Get ed up and then finish stripping down a’s get in position so Thaddeus here fuck us both silly~”

  The two near-identical goth coeds rise to their feet at that, with Rogue doing as she’s told even though her blush is dht atomic at this point. He feels for the pirl, he really does… but this is the best ce of getting her what she really wants… the ability to touyo any time, not just him. A poor first time is a small price to pay for something like that, Thaddeus figures.

  The twues move onto the bed ohey’re both pletely heir pale bodies exposed as they crawl up on all fours about a foot and a half apart. No point in them actally toug after all. If that happened, Mystique would be down for the t in no time. Ohey’re up, Thaddeus moves into position behind the actual Rogue. He hover-hands her hips for a moment, lining up his cock with her waiting pussy lips as best he without actually toug her and holding her in pce.

  “Alright… it’s going to have to be fast Rogue. Sorry. Might hurt at first.”

  Finally, the young mutant woman breaks her silence.

  “I-It’s okay… please… I his.”

  Thaddeus ’t help but grin a little. He’s used to hearing those words to be ho. Lots of women have said that sort of thing to him before. But he knue doesn’t mean it like THAT and that’s pretty amusing.

  … Or maybe she does. Grabbing her by the hips and thrusting forward into her pussy in the same moment, Thaddeus immediately feels her mutati to drain him as he ter-drains her in response. He also feels just how wet she is, however. Her hymen tears on the spot, her virginity taken on his very first thrust, but Rogue… Rogue is very turned ht now.

  He wasn’t expeg that, but maybe he should have. All of this… even if it wasn’t ideal, it was still Rogue’s dream e true, wasn’t it? All she wanted was to be able to toud be touched. But when had she started getting so wet? Was it when she’d walked in on him and Mystique going at it? Or when she’d been giving him a gloved handjob and anticipating what would happen once he came? Or could it have started as te as him toug her with just his finger for a couple dozen seds?

  … Either way, Thaddeus realizes he ’t let himself get distracted or caught up in all of that. He’s been thrusting intue for half a minute by this point and he quickly pulls out, realizing he’d beeing way too caught up in the moment. Her t was deliciously tight a as it had ed and gripped around his cod Thaddeus had e far too much… to almost dangerous levels.

  His vitality begins to recover swiftly once he’s no looug her, though the whimpering mewl Rogue makes defiugs at his heartstrings. Still, Mystique is wiggling her own ass back at him and Thaddeus doesn’t hesitate to take her up on her offer. That said, he also doesn’t let himself get distracted again. It wouldn’t do to get caught up in fug the wrue, after all.

  Pistoning in and out of Mystique’s own pale, identical behind for a few moments, enjoyiightness aness just as much as he’d ehe real Rogue, Thaddeus grunts and pulls away after another half a mihat’s how he’ll do it. Thirty seds ihirty seds iher. That should be more than enough time for him to recover.

  And so he settles in to work. Thirty on, thirty off. It really is a bit tasking; Thaddeus has to admit. As fun as it is to fuck two identical, beautiful goth twins in their dorm room, the enjoyment is somewhat derailed by the text of the situation and the exhaustion that Rogue’s mutation invokes. If he hadn’t already fucked Laura so damn much, if he hadn’t already had so much sex since his own mutation activated that he retty much superhuman… Thaddeus isn’t sure it could have worked.

  But Mystique was right t Rogue here, to try and ingratiate them with Thaddeus a his help with this. He felt like his unique circumstances made him one of the best people for the job.

  Still, the sex is… well, rather janky to be ho. Rogue and Mystique are both moaning while he’s inside of him, but he has to pull out too soon to really get their engines revving. That doesn’t stop him from doing his dam all the same, and he DOES mao extrae asm from them apiece before the end. Not that it means anything, it’s more for his own pride than anything else.

  But then it arrives. He’s getting close. He’s going to cum.

  “I’m about to blow… might get more of a be if I cum inside Rogue…”

  Those words are intended for Mystique, since she’s sort of ‘supervising’ this whole thing and he’s been boung ideas off of her this eime. But funnily enough, it’s Rogue who answers with a squawk.

  “Y-You ’t! I’m not on birth trol… and I’m not ready to b-be a mother!”

  Ah. That was… a fair point. Of course Rogue wouldn’t be on birth trol. She wouldn’t have to be, not when she quite literally couldn’t even touch people before today, let alone have sex with someone.

  Nodding her head in agreement with her adoptive daughter, Mystique is quick to suggest something else.

  “Cum all over her, just like before.”

  Rogue blushes hard at that but doesn’t reject the proposal. And so, with a shrug, Thaddeus pulls out at the st sed and proceeds to cum all ue’s ass and back, coating her backside in his seed just as he’d coated her front.

  Like before, they all get a surge. Again, his shapeshifting abilities grow a bit from Mystique’s participation. Again, he finds himself gaining the ability to absorb more from others that he touches. However, he still has plete trol over the mutation. He even ge just how much he’s abs, turning it up from a trickle to a slow draw and then back down again.

  Narrowing his eyes, Thaddeus experimentally reaches out and grabs Rogue’s leg, seeing how the rest of her is currently a bit messy. The female mutant jolts as he rubs her skin experimentally. Hm… it was as he’d e to suspect. He DID get more from these transas then the women did. His version ue’s mutation had grown strohan hers had from their copution, meaning he could now touch her for longer periods of time without risking falling into a a.

  “Rogue? Anything?”

  Still on her hands and knees, biting her lower lip, Rogue shakes her head as Thaddeus finally removes his hand from her leg.

  “N-No… n-nothing…”

  Mystique frowns but looks just as determined as ever.

  “Then we just have to keep going…”

  That is oion. But Thaddeus isn’t sure it’s the corree at this point. They aren’t helping Rogue gain trol. They’re just making her mutation stronger. Maybe more sex might unlock the ability to trol her absorption powers, but Thaddeus hadn’t started out with his untrolble… he’d been able to trol them from the start…

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