The XXX-Gene Ch. 67 (Marvel) (Patreon)

A/N: Thaddeus and She-Hulk come to an understanding.

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Thaddeus isn’t sure what he expects from Jennifer after spilling the beans to her. One thing is clear though, his talks with Rogue and Laura over the weekend hadn’t settled things for him nearly as much as he’d thought. Otherwise he wouldn’t be spilling his guts to a literal Avenger. But to be fair, today was supposed to be normal… instead, he’d been caught flat-footed four times in a row.

Proving that she’s not just a punchy superheroine but has a pretty sharp mind behind that gorgeous green physique, Jennifer’s eyes narrow as she tackles this whole debacle from the last direction he’s expecting her to.

“… What was that reaction in the lecture hall earlier, Thaddeus? I understand being surprised to see me… even worried or upset all things considered. But you sounded rather exasperated. Like I was the last straw or something.”

Thaddeus lets out a huff of laughter at that. Of course. Trust the lawyer to come at the issue from an unexpected angle. Still, what would be the point in lying to her at this point? He’s already confessed his own sins. There was no reason for him to hide the sins of others.

“You were the last straw, considering three of my other professors turned out to have been replaced today.”

Jennifer’s eyes widen at that.

“Excuse me?”

So Thaddeus tells her. He tells her about Professor Madelyne Pryor, about Professor Shu Wong, and about Professor Ororo Munroe. Of course, considering the circles she runs in…

“Wait, Storm?! Storm took over your Multicultural Studies course?! But she’s-!”

Thaddeus gives Jennifer an amused look as the tall green woman cuts herself off.

“An X-men? A Superheroine?”

Jennifer flushes a little bit at the light yet accusatory tone to Thaddeus’ voice. She looks away for a moment, scowling furiously in thought.

“It would seem you’re in higher demand than I thought, Thaddeus. Do you even know where the first two have come from?”

Shaking his head, Thaddeus shrugs.

“Nope. Hell, there’s even a chance that this is all just a coincidence. Maybe you and Storm are the only ones here for me. Maybe those two are just completely normal Professors and the circumstances that led to them taking my previous Professors’ places are entirely natural and not manufactured at all.”

There’s a pause as Jennifer gives him a look.

“… You don’t actually believe that.”

Returning her look with a wry smile, Thaddeus shakes his head.

“No, I don’t actually believe that.”

Silence falls as Jennifer Walters contemplates what he’s just told him. Thaddeus can’t help but wonder why she’s changing the subject though.

“About Shaw… are you really not going to do anything?”

Gaze snapping up, the green-skinned heroine narrows her eyes at him.

“It was self-defense, Thaddeus. Sometimes the world is like that. The Rule of Law isn’t always perfect, but even then there can be extenuating circumstances. It sounds to me like you had some extreme extenuating circumstances on Friday Night… and they’re following you even now, aren’t they?”

Well, she wasn’t wrong about that. Thaddeus offers a noncommittal shrug in response, unable to refute the point. In turn, Jen huffs and crosses her arms over her chest.

“You’re a good man, Thad. Otherwise, you wouldn’t feel so guilty over this. Too good, in fact, for the likes of the Hellfire Club.”

Ah… there it was. Now he understood. She was choosing to ignore his crimes in favor of buttering him up. She wasn’t being very subtle about it… but then, maybe that was the point. The heroine wasn’t trying to be subtle. In fact, she was being as blatant as she could be. It was a nice breath of fresh air, if he was being honest. Even still…

“Since you’re being blunt, I’ll return the favor. I owe Emma Frost quite a lot… and I care for her even more. I’m not going to betray her.”

Jen pauses and tilts her head to the side for a moment before quirking up the corner of her mouth.

“The White Queen, huh? Heard she was a telepath… you sure she’s not in your head, making you think that way?”

Thaddeus lets his lips etch into the thinnest of smiles.

“I’m sure.”

Studying him only briefly, Jennifer finally shrugs.

“Alright, fine. But are you going to tell me that Frost is the entirety of the Hellfire Club? That there aren’t elements of the Club you wouldn’t rather see gone? Or even elements of the Club that wouldn’t rather see YOU gone?”

Well, she has him there doesn’t she? Thaddeus doesn’t even try to hide his reaction to those questions, allowing Jennifer the victory as she gets a smug smirk on her lips.

“How about this. Arrange a meeting between me and Ms. Frost and we’ll see if we can join forces, yeah? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, after all.”

That wasn’t true at all, at least not every time. The enemy of one’s enemy could still also very much be another enemy at the end of the day. After all, Selene had considered Shaw an enemy… but that didn’t make her his and Frost’s friend. Not even slightly. Still, he appreciates the olive branch in the spirit its given if nothing else.

And at the same time, Emma needed to know he’d partially spilled the beans to Jennifer anyways. Besides, it wasn’t like a meeting between the two of the women would be the end of the world or anything like that…

For a brief moment, Thaddeus finds himself picturing it. Two extremely strong personalities in the same room together. They’d either end up fighting… or fucking.

His face colors a bit at that mental image, even as his imagination can’t seem to decide which would topping. Instead, he finds himself picturing both scenarios, one where She-Hulk is on her knees eating a smirking Emma out, and another where the big green woman has her powerful thighs wrapped around Emma’s head and is sitting (gently) on her face.

… Good lord, his mind truly was perpetually in the gutter, wasn’t it? He couldn’t let Jen know what he’d just been thinking about, so he’s quick to marshal his expression and finally nod.

“Alright. That sounds like a good idea.”

Good? That was still up for debate… but eh, it was certainly an idea.

Looking pleased, Jen nods.

“Excellent. Then I suppose…”

Just before she’s clearly about to suggest that they’re done however, the beautiful green giantess of a woman pauses and looks around the office for a moment.

“Actually… you want to have some fun?”

Thaddeus blinks, almost unable to believe his ears for a moment. He’d just got done feeling some slight shame over his own perverted tendencies, only to find out Jen’s mind was just as much in the gutter as his apparently! What the hell?!

At the look on his face, Jen just grins sheepishly.

“Look, Neville thinks I’m in here physically intimidating you into submission because of your supposed bigotry. He even gave me permission to do some ‘remodeling’, apparently he feels his office is do for some… renovations.”

Seriously? Thaddeus looks around the place for a moment. It didn’t look… that bad. Maybe a little out of date. And sure, there was some yellowing on the walls. Still, as far as University Offices went, it seemed fine to him. Of course, then Jen moves in a way that brings his eyes snapping back to her as she grins at him.

“Besides… look at me, Thaddeus. Are you really not going to take advantage?”

For the first time since she was introduced as a guest lecturer, Thaddeus actually does take in She-Hulk’s current appearance. And… yeah, okay, she’s a knockout like always… but even better. Her hair is done up in a professional bun and she’s wearing glasses for some reason, though admittedly they do somehow make her sexier.

Below the neck, meanwhile, she has on a white blouse with the top couple buttons undone, showing just a little bit of cleavage but nothing so unprofessional as a glimpse of her bra. Still, she rocks the blouse like nobody else. Below the waist, she has on a black pencil skirt that hugs her giantess hips perfectly, accentuating and highlighting her curves. And finally, all the way down below, she’s wearing heels that give her an extra inch or two of lift in the derriere.

All of it must be tailored, specially made to order for her unique body type. But that didn’t make it any less sexy now that Thaddeus was focusing on Jen’s actual look rather than what her presence at ESU meant for him.

And as if she could tell he was wavering, Jen even goes for broke by turning and bending over Professor Norbert’s desk a moment later, lifting her pencil skirt clad ass high into the air and waving it back and forth.

… Fuck it. Stepping forward, Thaddeus takes ahold of She-Hulk’s hips with a grunt. Looking back at him, she grins wickedly.

“Don’t hold back now~”

Of course, despite those words, he doesn’t go all out immediately. First, he finds the hidden zipper in her skirt and gives it a slow tug, unwrapping her bit by bit as she bites her lower lip in anticipation. Once her skirt falls away though… well, he’s not going to let her pantyhose get in the way.

RIP~

“Ah! Brute.”

He tears a hole in the crotch of her pantyhose, knowing full well that it’ll be covered up once she puts her skirt back on. Her panties, meanwhile, Thaddeus just shoves aside. He’s been doing this all one handed after all, leaving his free hand to free his cock from its confines. Though he does pause before entering her.

“Are you sure the Professor isn’t listening in at the door?”

Jen just smiles.

“Of course not. He needs plausible deniability.”

Huh… fair enough. With another grunt, Thaddeus thrusts forward into She-Hulk from behind. Her cunt is as tight as ever, and her beautiful green body is firm yet pliant under his hands. They’re both giants in comparison to the rest of the room at this point, though thankfully the office’s ceiling is tall enough that he’s not scraping his head or anything.

Still, there’s no denying that the desk Jen is leaned over is… small compared to them. And already rocking back and forth just from his first thrust. Normally, Thaddeus would take that as a sign to hold back but given what he’d been told… he doesn’t bother.

He still keeps the noise to a minimum of course. The thrusts of his cock stop just short of slamming his hips into her ass. As much as he wants nothing more than to clap Jen’s booty cheeks until he cums, he knows just how much noise that would make.

Jennifer is the same way. She’s smart enough not to let her moans out. Her grunts through gritted teeth as quiet, even as her pussy walls clench and flex around his cock. It might be the least rough hardcore sex he’s ever had. They’re both holding back while also not holding back. It feels strange, but also a little exhilarating if he’s being honest.

Still, this was by definition a quickie at the end of the day. They can’t spend too much longer in here, not when they were already talking for a while beforehand. Picking up the pace, Thaddeus doesn’t hold back. Through clenched teeth, he hears She-Hulk let out a strained, muffled moan and feels her grow even tighter around his cock. Knowing that she’s just cum, he lets himself tip over the edge as well… while driving into her so hard one last time that the desk she’s clawing at just can’t hold up.

C-CRASH!

Even as the piece of furniture splinters under the power of their fucking and She-Hulk’s weight, Thaddeus holds her by the hips to keep her from overbalancing and face planting. Once he can feel she has her own balance, only then does he let her go and pull out of her sex. There’s the usual surge of power of course as his version of her abilities gets stronger, and he can tell she feels the same thing from the rosy, satisfied smile on her face.

As she grabs up her skirt and begins to wrap it around her waist once more, Jen gives him a look.

“Do try to look contrite when we leave the office. Neville will be expecting it.”

Thaddeus snorts derisively at that, unable to help his response.

“Try dialing down the flustered fucked silly look and go for more of a triumphant expression then, if we’re exchanging tips.”

Jennifer’s eyes light up at that.

“Ooh, looks like the tiger cub has claws… but then what else should I expect from a hero with a codename like Breaker, huh?”

A codename she’d given him. And…

“… I’m not a hero, Jen. Not like you or Sue.”

Her expression softening, Jennifer steps over and places a hand on his cheek, caressing it.

“You’re still young, Thaddeus. You can be whatever YOU want to be.”

Then, she pats his cheek and steps away.

“Now, game face on. Oh and don’t forget to tell me once you’ve arranged that meeting, alright?”

“Right.”

He leaves the office first and keeps his head down, acting like he’s been ‘browbeaten’ into submission. Frankly, Thaddeus doesn’t even bother to look Professor Norbert in the eye. He’ll leave Jen to sell the lie of what had actually happened to the man’s desk.

Instead, he gets out his phone and shoots off a text to Emma telling her they need to talk. There’s certainly been enough today for him and Emma to have a chat, even setting aside Jen’s request. And he certainly wasn’t going to set up a meeting before the two of them had gotten on the same page either.

Fortunately, Emma agrees to see him immediately at her building. From a Professor’s Office to a business office, heh. Shaking his head in wry amusement, Thaddeus moves to meet the car that arrives outside of ESU to pick him up. Then, he’s on his way.