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Title: Goddess By: Satine16

Chapter 7: A Decade Erased

Summary: When your mind tells you one thing and your body tells you another, which do you
choose?

Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me. They belong to Marvel. This is only being
done for fun so please don't sue me.

Forge rapped lightly on Ororo's door. It was midnight and the mansion was black with
silence.
"Yes?" she answered the door in her pajamas. This was simply a man's t-shirt that she
had purchased at Target.
"May I come in."
"Oh. Of course."
Crouching in the deep ebony cover of the shadows, Logan watched the man enter her
room. His icy blue gaze never left the wooden paneling of her door, as if willing it to open.
"What's wrong, Forge?" she asked in earnest.
"I decided it was about time I revealed the true reason for my return."
"Alright." Ororo was worried by his statement, but not so much as to be entirely
suspicious.
"I missed your laugh."
She spun around to face him as he slowly approached her.
"I missed the way your earrings danced. I missed the way your eyes were so clear I could
see through to your soul." He bent down, took her limp hand in his own firm grip, and gently
pressed his warm lips to her skin. "I missed the soft feel of you." He took her in his arms and
planted a kiss firmly upon her lips. "I missed the taste of you."
She stood stunned. Nothing. Crickets possibly, but nothing more than that. Then came the
explosion.
"YOU CAN"T DO THIS! You cannot leave a person stranded and wander the planet for
a decade and expect to come right back where you left off! NOTHING works that way. It has
been a decade. A DECADE! I was a young girl when you left me. I am NOT that stupid
anymore!"
He stood stone silent and shut his eyes. After she had finished releasing her frustration his
eyes fluttered open.
He took his index finger and ran it along the inside of her bare, upper thigh. "Ororo, I
know you ar angry, but hear me out."
"I am not angry. I am over you. You have missed your chance. Your chance was ten years
ago. The window has shut."
His large hands smothered the small of her back as he pulled her closer to him. He kissed
her again, this time prying her pliable lips open with his own. His tongue explored her mouth as
if to bring back all the sweet memories they once shared. He pulled away and she had all but
melted in his arms.
"I know that I walked out on you so long ago. But that decision, though I still believe I
did what I needed to, proved to be an awful one. Ororo, you need to take me back. I am nothing
without you. There cannot be a worshiper if there is no Goddess."
With that he began to kiss her again. Her mind resisted as her body complied. Her mind
screamed continuously in anger and frustration as her body gave in to it's desires.
They had quickly headed for Ororo's bedroom and reconciled things. They had made love
and Ororo had remembered quickly her youth. He was unlike the other men she had been with.
Remy, who had devoured her in his desire and made her feel womanly, made her grow up,
revived her. Forge was nothing like that, he took her, but gently, as if not to break her fragile
body. Then she could not help but wonder what Logan would be like. He was so entirely
animalistic in his everyday life that she could not help thinking sex with him would be the same.
A wild, passionate act, that would become an uncontrollable force.
Her mind returned to the man she was with, and was happy to be with. Forge was
something she needed, if only comfortable.
He left her as she fell asleep that night, knowing that he had won her back. Africa would
be easy now that he had her under his thumb again.





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