Luke felt her warmth approaching, and at the same time, the heat between them grew stronger and stronger.
One moment Jean's lips brushed his in that soft, grateful thank-you, and the next the Phoenix Fire—now fully leashed under her control—licked outward in hungry tongues of flame. It didn't burn skin; it consumed fabric.
Luke's shirt, jeans, boots—gone in a silent flash of orange-white heat. Jean's own clothes followed a heartbeat later, dissolving into ash that swirled away like dying embers, leaving only flawless skin glowing faintly with inner fire.
They stood naked in the heart of the Mirror Dimension, the fractured skyline of New York frozen in impossible angles around them, a cathedral of glass and steel bearing silent witness. No wind moved. No sound existed beyond their breathing.
Jean's eyes—now flecked with the faintest crimson embers—locked onto his.
Luke's hands found her waist—then lower, gripping the firm curve of her ass and lifting her effortlessly. Jean's legs wrapped around his hips in one fluid motion, ankles locking at the small of his back.
He walked them backwards until her shoulders met the smooth, cold surface of a mirrored skyscraper wall, which had a slight crack in the dimension because of the previous fight, now glitching and reflecting their entwined forms a thousand times over—an endless gallery of lust.
Jean gasped at the contrast of ice-chilled glass against her burning skin, arching instinctively, pressing her breasts harder against his chest.
Luke kissed her then—deep, claiming, tongues tangling in a slow, deliberate battle. She tasted like a mixture of strawberries and watermelon.
One hand stayed braced on the mirror behind her head; the other slid between them, guiding himself to her entrance.
He pushed in slowly at first—inch by thick inch—watching her face the entire time. Jean's head tipped back against the glass, lips parting on a long, shuddering exhale. The Phoenix Fire inside her flared brighter with every slow thrust, bathing them both in warm, flickering light.
"More," she breathed.
He snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth, powerful stroke. Jean cried out, sharp, unrestrained, the sound echoing strangely through the empty mirrored city. Her inner walls clenched around him like molten silk, hot enough that even his enhanced body registered the exquisite burn.
He set a rhythm then: deep, deliberate, each thrust dragging against every sensitive ridge inside her. Jean's nails raked down his back, leaving glowing scratches that faded almost as fast as they appeared.
She rocked up to meet him, hips rolling in perfect counterpoint, the wet slap of skin on skin the only rhythm in this silent world.
"How does it feel? I wanna hear, tell me."
Luke hooked one of her knees higher over his elbow, opening her wider, driving even deeper.
"You feel…" she gasped between thrusts, "…so fucking good inside me…"
Luke growled low in his throat, pace turning rougher, more possessive. "Then come on my cock, Jean. Let me feel you break."
He angled his hips just right—grinding against that swollen bundle of nerves with every plunge—and Jean shattered.
Her back bowed off the mirror, a wordless scream tearing from her throat as the orgasm ripped through her.
Phoenix Fire exploded outward in a blinding corona, bathing the entire mirrored skyline in scarlet-gold light. Her walls pulsed rhythmically around him, milking him so tightly it dragged his own release dangerously close.
But he wasn't finished.
...
Meanwhile, outside,
Thor, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, and Charles, who had not gone far, gathered nearby.
They all looked up at the wall of ice high in the sky.
Through the thick ice, flickering flames could faintly be seen.
From time to time, a high-pitched cry from Jean Grey echoed faintly.
Charles was extremely worried. He very much wanted to probe with his psychic power to check the situation, but reason told him he absolutely must not do that.
It felt as though if he even tried, his mind would be torn apart instantly.
Tony Stark was discussing countermeasures with Jarvis. "We should find a way to break this ice wall and see what exactly is happening inside."
Thor immediately shook his head when he heard this, already associating the ice with Luke. "Don't. Luke is inside. Perhaps he is currently engaged in a century-long battle with some terrifying demon."
"If even Luke is caught in a difficult fight, then with your capabilities… you would most likely be torn to pieces instantly."
"I'll have Heimdall check what's happening inside. None of you act recklessly."
Charles instinctively tried to stop them. "Wait! I suggest everyone refrain from taking action. My instincts are telling me that doing so would lead to extremely terrifying consequences."
Thor paused for a moment, then nodded. "That makes sense. A true powerhouse should not be looked at directly."
In reality, Heimdall had long ago been instructed by Odin not to observe Luke.
Heimdall himself also did not dare to do so.
Because Luke could sense his gaze.
Casually spying on a powerful being could easily trigger a war.
Nick Fury narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
He had a premonition that this incident must be related to Jean Grey.
Sharon Carter had just reported the details of the meeting to him, including the mention of a doomsday crisis and the Phoenix Force.
And shortly afterward, something like this happened.
Nick Fury hated situations that were outside his control, but since it involved Luke, he could only choose to endure it.
At the same time, he personally spoke with Tony Stark, hoping to acquire some Vibranium and uru metal.
After hearing about uru metal, Thor also joined the conversation.
At first, he had been puzzled about how Tony had managed to obtain uru metal.
When he heard that Luke was selling it—and that Luke supposedly had an unlimited supply—Thor was instantly stunned.
Uru metal was an Asgardian specialty; in the entire universe, only Asgard possessed it.
It was precisely because of uru metal and enchantment technology that Asgard was able to create powerful artifacts coveted by civilizations throughout the cosmos.
And now they were saying that Luke had an unlimited supply of uru metal?
Furthermore… "One gram costs only fifty thousand dollars?! This is destroying the market!"
Thor was furious.
Asgard had to promise eternal protection to the Dwarves just to have them forge uru metal equipment.
That kind of security was something no amount of money could buy.
Tony Stark and Nick Fury exchanged strange looks.
Wait, that's what you're worried about?
Aren't you concerned that your core secrets might be exposed?
Thor noticed their confusion and laughed proudly. "Hahaha! Midgardians, you don't possess the Dwarves' miraculous forging skills. Can you even understand uru metal? Do you know what enchantment is?"
"That material must be forged using the core of a dying star. Do you have that technology?"
"Heh~ Even if you were given unlimited uru metal, at best you could turn it into an indestructible brick and hit people with it."
"Give it up. You can't handle things from Asgard!"
Tony refused to back down and pointed at his head. "See this? There's nothing this brain can't figure out. Before long, you'll see my armor forged from uru metal. Let's see if you can still keep that arrogance then."
"I'll be waiting!" Thor stood tall and puffed out his chest, completely unafraid.
After that, the group waited there for another two hours.
They chatted and boasted among themselves while exchanging intelligence and sharing resources.
Everyone gained quite a lot from the discussion.
Only then did the ice in the sky melt and dissipate.
A man holding a charming, mature woman descended through the air.
It was Luke and Jean Grey.
Jean was tracing circles on Luke's bare chest..
Luke smirked smugly. "So, how was it? Was I tough enough?"
A blush spread across Jean Grey's cheeks, and she turned her head away awkwardly. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not the Dark Phoenix."
Luke laughed heartily. "Right, you're not the Dark Phoenix—you're Jean Grey."
"We'll go again later. I hope you'll still be as stubborn then as you are now."
[Conquered Anomaly Target: Jean Grey & Dark Phoenix. The target has completely submitted beneath the Great Host. Entry successful. Gained 8000 Anomaly Points!]
[Reality Editor upgraded to Version 5.1. Item Library and Skill Library updated. Enhancement and Fusion functions activated. Template Entry Manifestation function activated. Current Anomaly Points: 3200 / 4200]
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