Naruto and The X-Women (CH 4) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

All characters engaging in sexual or mature relationships are eighteen years or older.

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Chapter 4: The Goddess

Xavier Institute

The attic of the Xavier Institute was a sanctuary of glass and greenery. Ororo Munroe, known to the world as Storm, stood amidst her sprawling indoor garden, her white hair cascading down her back like a frozen waterfall. Usually, the scent of damp earth and blooming jasmine calmed the tempest in her soul.

Today, it wasn't enough.

Ororo could feel the atmosphere of the mansion shifting. It wasn't the weather; it was the people. She had watched Rogue walking through the halls with a skip in her step she hadn't seen in years. She had seen Jean Grey, once a frayed wire of telepathic stress, now radiating a serene, golden calm. And Emma Frost... Emma was practically purring.

The common denominator was Naruto Uzumaki.

To Ororo, Naruto was a weather pattern she couldn't predict. He was a heatwave in the middle of a blizzard. His mutation, that localized field of hyper-vitality, was starting to bleed into the very walls of the school.

"You're over-watering the ferns, 'Ro."

Ororo didn't turn. She didn't need to. She could feel the air temperature rise five degrees just by him entering the room. "And you are trespassing, Naruto. This is a private space."

"The door was open," Naruto said, his voice a low, lazy drawl. He walked up behind her, his footsteps silent despite his size. He was wearing his usual attire, low-slung training pants and a confident smirk. "Besides, I could hear thunder but there isn't a dark cloud in sight. You’re stressed."

"I am the Headmistress," Storm replied, finally turning to face him. Her silver eyes were cloudy, white lightning flickering deep within her pupils. "I have responsibilities. The sudden... change in the behavior of my staff is a matter of concern."

Naruto stepped closer, invading that regal space she kept around herself. "You mean they're happy? That they aren't losing their minds to their own powers for once?"

"I mean they are distracted," Ororo countered, though her voice wavered as Naruto’s pheromones hit her. It smelled like rain in spring, a scent she loved, but intensified to a dizzying degree. "You are a volatile element, Naruto. You don't follow protocols. You just... Do what you want without thinking of the consequences."

Ororo was well aware that Naruto's promiscuity would lead to repercussions, especially considering his choice of partners. Jean and Scott had a tumultuous relationship, and she couldn't help but worry about Logan potentially getting involved. Though Rogue had a kind nature, Ororo recognized that with the southern belle finally finding someone she could be with safely, she wouldn’t let him slip away easily. Lastly, the thought of the chaos Naruto might cause by getting involved with Emma, the psychic mutant, was something Ororo preferred not to contemplate.

"Don't you agree that consequences add a certain intrigue to life?" Naruto replied, extending his hand close to her cheek.

Outside, the clear Westchester sky suddenly darkened. A peal of thunder shook the glass panes of the attic. Storm’s emotions were tied to the elements, and right now, she was a Category 5 hurricane of repressed desire and duty.

"Don't," she warned, though she didn't move away. "I am not Rogue. I am not a girl who needs saving. I am a force of nature."

"I know what you are," Naruto whispered, his blue eyes turning that deep, predatory orange. "You’re a goddess who’s forgotten what it feels like to be loved. You spend so much time in the clouds, you’ve forgotten how good it feels to be brought to the edge of pleasure and pushed over."

He closed the gap, his hand finally making contact with her shoulder.

The reaction was instantaneous. A literal bolt of lightning arced from Ororo’s skin to Naruto’s hand. Any other man would have been thrown across the room, his heart stopped. Naruto didn't even flinch. His kinetic field flared bright orange, absorbing the shock, his regeneration healing the singed skin before the smell of ozone could even fade.

"Is that all you've got?" he challenged, his grin turning feral.

Ororo’s eyes went pure white. The wind picked up inside the attic, swirling her hair around her like a halo of silk. "You want to see a Goddess, boy? You shall get your wish."

The wind was howling now, a localized cyclone centered entirely in the attic. Plants were being tossed, and the glass roof groaned under the pressure. But in the eye of the storm, there was only Naruto and Ororo.

She wasn't holding back. She lashed out with winds that could strip paint from a jet, but Naruto moved through them like they were a summer breeze. His hyper-vitality was screaming, his muscles bulging as his body produced energy faster than the storm could drain it.

He lunged.

He tackled her into a bed of thick, soft moss she had cultivated from the Wakandan highlands. Ororo struggled, her hands crackling with electricity, but Naruto pinned her wrists above her head.

"Let go!" she commanded, a thunderclap punctuating her words.

"Make me," he challenged.

He kissed her, Ororo’s lightning surged into him, a continuous stream of high-voltage power that would have incinerated a Sentinel. Naruto took it all. He drank it in, his body acting as a lightning rod, his own kinetic energy vibrating at such a high frequency that the moss beneath them began to smoke.

The pain of the electricity turned into something else. For Ororo, the constant "pressure" of the atmosphere, the weight of every cloud and wind current in the world, suddenly vanished. Naruto was a grounding wire. He was pulling the excess charge out of her soul, leaving her feeling light. Lighter than a feather.

She stopped fighting. Her hands, released from his grip, didn't strike him. They wrapped around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss.

"Naruto..." she gasped against his lips, her Southern Cross accent breaking. "You... you're making me burn up."

Naruto couldn't help but smirk; he could smell what Ororo meant; she was soaked and in heat.

"Then let me help cool you off," he growled.

He stripped her with a frantic, hunger. Her regal black raiment was torn away, exposing her deep, bronze skin to the cool, rain-slicked air of the attic. Naruto followed suit, his clothes discarded as his body heat literally steamed the moisture off her skin.

Lemon Scene Ahead

Naruto paused for a moment to appreciate Ororo's stunning, chocolate-toned physique. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing heavily. His eyes traveled down to her ample breasts with firm brown nipples that seemed inviting, then to her flat abdomen, followed by her long legs. Between them, he noticed a smooth, moist area that was slightly ajar, revealing a hint of pink within.

The storm outside mirrored the one inside. Rain lashed against the glass, and lightning illuminated the attic in strobing flashes of blue and orange.

Naruto moved between her legs, his body a map of hard muscle and glowing marks. Ororo looked up at him, her white eyes still glowing, her breath coming in short, electrified gasps. She was a Goddess, yes, but right now she was a woman who had been starved of touch, true, unrestrained touch, for far too long.

Ororo observed as Naruto adjusted himself above her, her gaze dropping to his member, and she gasped in surprise at its impressive size. It appeared designed to satisfy even the most difficult of women. It was no surprise that the other women acted like they were in heaven when experiencing such a powerful presence; it truly seemed life-altering.

SLAP SLAP SLAP

Ororo could not help but moan as Naruto slapped his cock against her aroused pussy, coating it in her juices. He aimed at her tight, underused hole, something she knew would no longer be true if the blonde feral mutant had anything to say about it.

When he entered her, the sky above the mansion literally split.

A massive pillar of lightning struck the lightning rod atop the attic, the energy channeling down into the room. Usually, this would be dangerous, but Naruto’s field expanded, catching the energy and driving it directly into the union of their bodies.

Ororo screamed, her head hitting the moss as her entire nervous system was set on fire. It wasn't just sex; it was a weather event. Every thrust was a thunderclap. Every time Naruto moved inside her, her powers flared, causing the rain outside to turn into hail, then back to a torrential downpour.

"Look at me, Ororo!" Naruto commanded, his voice rising above the roar of the wind.

She met his gaze. The orange and white light clashing between them was blinding. She felt his hyper-vitality pouring into her, filling her womb with a heat so intense she thought she might melt. She was absorbing his life force, and in return, she was giving him the raw power of the sky.

The feedback loop was staggering. Naruto’s regeneration was working at a million miles an hour, repairing the "damage" her lightning caused, only to have it charged again by his own kinetic bursts.

"I can... I can feel everything!" Ororo cried out, her fingers digging into the moss, her body arching as a series of powerful, electrified orgasms began to ripple through her. "The wind... the rain... it's all in you!"

Naruto didn't slow down. He was a feral beast in the garden, his movements rhythmic and devastating. He gripped her hips, his thumbs bruising her skin as he drove himself into her with everything he had. He wanted to ground her. He wanted to make sure she never forgot the feeling of his rod reshaping her tight cunt

The climax was a cataclysm.

As Naruto let out a final, roaring release, his kinetic energy exploded in a dome of orange light. Simultaneously, Ororo released the full charge of the storm. The glass roof of the attic didn't just break; it shattered outward in a beautiful, glittering spray of diamonds.

The rain poured in, drenching them both as they lay in the ruins of the garden.

Naruto collapsed onto her, his skin steaming in the cool rain. Ororo held him, her heart thundering in her chest, the white glow slowly fading from her eyes to reveal the soft, beautiful brown beneath.

The beautiful dark-skinned woman couldn't help but ponder whether Naruto had came in all the women he had been with, especially since she could feel his essence stirring inside her. Knowing his nature, she was pretty confident he had. She hoped that the other women had taken necessary precautions, or else they might end up as young mothers. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing, she mused, as she envisioned having a daughter with her complexion and Naruto's striking eyes and hair.

Lemon Scene End

The silence that followed was heavy and sweet. The only sound was the rain hitting the leaves and their synchronized breathing.

"The roof," Ororo whispered after a long moment, looking up at the open sky. "Logan is going to be furious."

Naruto chuckled, kissing the hollow of her throat. "Tell him the Goddess needed some fresh air."

Ororo smiled, a real, radiant smile that could outshine any sun. She pulled the Naruto closer, realizing that for the first time in her life, she didn't feel like a force of nature. She felt like a woman.

Chapter End

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A/N: I appreciate all the support from everyone! Just a reminder that I'm currently accepting paid commissions. I've been considering introducing some new options, like Add a Waifu where buyers can select a female character from the fandom of their choice, and an item that allows them to choose a special power for Naruto, such as flame manipulation or gravity control. Additionally, I'm thinking of offering a monthly commission package that would enable someone to request four commissions within that month. Those are just some ideas I have at the moment. Take care and stay safe!