Sarah Across the Multiverse

General (POV)

With a sudden retreat, Sarah observed Raven's enthusiastic attempts to kiss her lips once more. Yet, her focus shifted, exploring a series of delicate gestures along her jawline and neck instead. Raven's delightful expression of pleasure only fueled Sarah's determination, her commitment never faltering. Their dance of retreat came to an abrupt halt as Raven found herself pressed against Sarah's king-size bed, unable to move due to Sarah's commanding presence.

Sarah's hand confidently grasped Raven's soft buttocks, while her other arm reached toward her delicate neck, searching for the strap of her dress. Despite her efforts, undressing Raven proved to be a frustratingly fruitless endeavor, prompting a low growl of disappointment. "Shouldn't she be naked in her actual form? Why is she wearing clothes?" Sarah muttered, her voice laced with playful irritation.

Undeterred, she exerted her influence, fingers deftly undoing the lone strap of Raven's dress. As it loosened, Sarah's lips found Raven's skin, trailing gentle kisses along her neck and down to her bare shoulders, each touch leaving a mark of heated affection.

Through the thin fabric of the dress, Sarah's hand brushed against Raven's hardened nipples, teasingly visible beneath the material. With deliberate precision, her hand moved lower, working to free Raven from the confines of the garment. The fabric slid away, baring Raven's breasts to Sarah's eager gaze.

"Sarah!" Raven gasped, her voice a mix of surprise and delight, as the cool air kissed her exposed skin.

Responding to Raven's urgency, Sarah let out a soft sound of pleasure as Raven firmly grasped her hair, her other hand determined to remove Sarah's dress. Guided by Raven's touch, Sarah's lips continued their descent, igniting a passionate trail of kisses. Her hands gently explored Raven's figure, guiding the dress down to her hips.

At the height of passion, Sarah delighted in gently teasing Raven's sensitive areas, giving each one the same amount of affectionate focus. Judging by Raven's passionate sounds, she clearly enjoyed Sarah's every touch.

"Oh, Sarah!" Raven's voice was filled with delight as Sarah showered her nipples with affection.

Raven's excitement reached its peak as she successfully removed Sarah's dress, causing it to fall to the ground gracefully. With delicate fingers, she quickly removed Sarah's bra, placing the garments on the bed. Meanwhile, Sarah's journey continued southward, planting a gentle kiss on Raven's navel.

Butterflies danced in Raven's stomach as Sarah's fingers playfully traced the curves, eliciting a giggle. Amidst passionate embraces and playful bites, Raven experienced an exhilarating journey of ecstasy, guided by Sarah's tender caress.

Sarah pulled with great intensity, removing Raven's garments, causing her silky dress to gather at her feet. As she saw Sarah's captivating blue eyes sweep over her body, her cheeks flushed.

Raven, determined to assert her dominance, eagerly set about removing Sarah's stockings. In her haste, she accidentally tore a hole in them, but undeterred, she proceeded to firmly remove Sarah's underwear.

"Wow, intense much?" Easy there," Sarah's voice purred, as she straightened her posture, showcasing her impressive physique.

"Oh my goodness!" Raven gasped in surprise as Sarah's figure was unveiled, her hands immediately reaching out toward Sarah's confident stance. Caressing and cupping impossible perky D-cups, Raven couldn't help but murmur, "So firm but yet so soft." Soon her Raven's gaze was drawn to Sarah's well-defined abs, and she gently ran her hands over the sculpted muscles. "You look absolutely breathtaking, like a divine masterpiece," Raven remarked, gazing into Sarah's eyes with fervor. "I'm delighted that you appreciate what you're witnessing," Sarah whispered, pulling Raven closer and continuing to shower her with passionate kisses on her chin, neck, and shoulders. Raven's gaze, filled with delight, drifted down to Sarah's stomach, her gentle touch continuing to explore the well-defined muscles with admiration. They continued their journey, exploring the curves of Sarah's body with gentle touches. Sarah relished the feeling of Raven's nails gently tracing her abdomen until Raven's hands began to explore lower.

"Hold on a moment, sweetheart," Sarah purred in a seductive voice, taking hold of Raven's hand.

Sarah pressed against Raven's form, felt the smoothness of her skin under her exploring hands, fingers trailing a path that ended with a firm grip on Raven's shapely buttocks. In response, Raven's arms wound around Sarah's neck, drawing her in for an intense embrace that left them both breathless.

"Sarah," Raven moaned, her voice still filled with desire from the passionate moment. Capturing the intense focus in Sarah's eyes, she felt the scrutiny aimed at her breasts.

"Sarah, fuck me," Raven shamelessly urged, her lips brushing against Sarah's earlobe as she whispered her desire.

Sarah's response was another affectionate gesture, confirming Raven's pleas. With a tantalizing touch, she caressed Sarah's ear, igniting a passionate longing that drew them closer together on the bed. Despite Sarah's attempt to lower her gently, Raven resisted, pulling her with enthusiasm until they tumbled onto the soft sheets, their limbs entangled. With a sense of eager anticipation coursing through her veins, Raven felt Sarah's excitement echoing her own. With a sly and daring move, her left hand delicately explored the depths of Sarah's desires. A soft, pleasurable sound escaped Sarah's lips as Raven's exploration drew closer to its destination. Suddenly, she found her target spot-on, and with meticulous care, she began her soothing massage, evoking a long, drawn-out sound of pleasure from deep within Sarah.

Sarah, taken aback by the sudden surge of pleasure enveloping her, briefly lost her concentration. But as she released another moan, she managed to compose herself enough to whisper, "Wait, love... I have something special planned for this moment."

Sarah was someone who was always prepared to face any situation. Yeah, she was ready for moments like these too—she had discovered a magical method to overcome a certain limitation that could arise when two women meet, given they lacked certain... tools.

Raven paused her movements, casting a curious glance at Sarah. Sarah, undeterred, remained determined as she fixed her gaze, and from her open palm, a dense, dark liquid started to flow steadily. The sticky material quickly hardened into a flesh-toned double-ended dildo. Of course, Sarah the perv had decided to use her ability, Virtual Substance, to create something out of nothing—for this. At least you've got to give her kudos for being prepared.

"So, this is what you've been working on during your 'training' sessions," Raven remarked with a playful smile, her eyes widening noticeably. "But are you certain it will fit?"

"Believe me, sweetheart. I have a comprehensive understanding of human biology, especially when it comes to female anatomy. This baby is truly enchanting," Sarah assured her.

With a slight sigh, Sarah proceeded to insert one end into herself. It was a snug fit, but thanks to her unique physiology, it slid in effortlessly. As soon as it entered her, she could feel the sensation of her hand wrapped around it.

Curiously, Raven reached out and touched the object, causing a reaction from Sarah as it seemed to grow more rigid and begin to pulsate. "Wow, this is amazing. Here I was, engrossed in training to deal with Sebastian Shaw, and yet your pursuits have been equally captivating," Raven purred in a seductive voice.

Raven's comment made Sarah scratch the back of her head, unsure whether to take it one way or another. "Well, if you like it, I'm happy," she finally said.

Sarah wanted to ask if Raven was prepared when Raven gently tugged Sarah back onto the bed and embraced her with a passionate kiss. Meanwhile, Sarah's other hand skillfully guided a unique toy towards her entrance. Sarah was taken aback by Raven's unexpected actions, but she decided to go along with it as she found herself in a dominant position over Raven. She gazed into Raven's eyes and proceeded with a deliberate and gradual movement.

"More Sarah," Raven pleaded, urging Sarah forward.

Sarah leaned in with intensity, placing a passionate kiss on Raven's neck. The sensation that embraced Raven was truly extraordinary, and she questioned if anything else in existence could evoke such a profound emotion. Thanks to the mind link Sarah created with Raven, both could experience the intense pleasure of each other's sensations, heightening their shared bliss. It took them a minute to adjust, but a strong sense of passion quickly ignited within both of them like an intense flame.

Raven gasped and moaned against her neck, pressing her face into the curve of her neck, as Sarah moved with intensity.

Encouraged by the sounds Raven emitted, Sarah intensified their actions.

"Oh my goodness!" Raven let out a piercing scream.

Sarah let out a sharp hiss as Raven's nails left deep marks on her back, possibly breaking the skin. As intense pleasure consumed her senses, she let out passionate sounds of delight.

Raven tightly wrapped her legs around Sarah, drawing Sarah nearer. As they embraced in their passionate frenzy, the bed beneath them creaked, as desire guided their thoughts and actions.

"Sarah!" Raven let out a piercing scream.

Sarah smiled down at Raven, appreciating her complete focus on their passionate connection. Her breasts heaved with their movements. She leaned down, taking one nipple into her mouth, while maintaining the intensity of her movements. Raven's fingers delicately ran through her hair, gently resting her head against her chest, appreciating her efforts on her appearance.

"Sarah, I'm almost there," Raven moaned.

Sarah sensually traced her lips along Raven's body, leaving a trail of tantalizing kisses that led from her breasts to her neck.

"Oh, Sarah!" Raven experienced intense sensations and vocalized her pleasure as her muscles contracted around the object, the squeeze making Sarah feel the same bliss.

Her back arched upwards, drawing Sarah closer with her legs. As they moaned on the bed in the throes of pleasure, her nails left marks on Sarah's back.

"Oh, my god," Raven's voice was filled with intense desire as she whispered into Sarah's ear.

Their body trembled in unison, Sarah, who had sensed Raven's release, responded with a surge of passion, culminating in her own climax. She removed the toy. Both, expressing, their pleasure once again.

They both lay there exhausted, inhaling the warm air enveloping their bodies. Raven's legs relaxed, allowing Sarah to join her on the bed. Raven pulled the blanket over their bodies, which were damp from their activities.

Raven gently touched Sarah's face, admiring her beautiful eyes.

"I could feel what you were feeling atop of my own, what on earth is this object?"Raven's voice gradually softened, her gaze searching Sarah's eyes.

"...magic?!" Sarah flashed a playful smile.

"Oh," Raven giggled, pulling her close and pressing her lips against Sarah's.

Sarah wrapped her arms around Raven, pulling her close with an ease that felt as natural as breathing like they were two halves of a whole. It wasn't just the way their bodies melted together, nor was it the warmth that radiated from Raven, but something deeper—something that whispered they were always meant to be here, in this moment. As Sarah leaned in, her lips brushed against Raven's, sending a jolt of electricity through her, making the air between them crackle just for a heartbeat before it fell into soft stillness.

Raven's kiss was gentle but lingering like she was trying to steal the last of the night for herself. When she finally pulled back, her eyes fluttered closed, her breath catching just a little, like even the air knew it was time to slow down. The quiet of the room was almost too much, a comfort that had become rarer than Sarah cared to admit.

But the peace couldn't last—not for long. Raven pulled back, fingers tracing Sarah's face, searching for something in the silence. "Sarah," she whispered voice tight. "Tomorrow, we face him. I'm not sure we're ready for whatever he's got in mind, but…"

Her gaze met Sarah's, and for a second, there was a crack in her armor—a slight break in the resolve that had held so firm. "I know I'm not alone in this."

Sarah felt it too—the weight of their shared mission. She sat up slightly, squeezing Raven's hand, offering her a grounding touch. "You're not alone," she assured, her voice steady, like she'd faced storms and come out unscathed. "We'll face him together. He's not as strong as he thinks he is." There was something in her tone that made it sound like they were dealing with a minor inconvenience, not the fate of everything. "Don't worry about him right now. We need rest. Tomorrow's the day. We'll end it."

Raven exhaled slowly, her breath finding its rhythm as she stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. "It's strange," she murmured, almost to herself. "After everything… all the chaos… there's something so peaceful about this. Just being here with you."

Sarah chuckled, brushing a soft kiss across Raven's forehead, feeling the weight of the world shift, if only for a moment. "I feel the same. But tomorrow's a new day, and Shaw? He's not going to win."

Raven nodded, pulling Sarah closer again, her fingers slipping through Sarah's hair as they found their rhythm in the quiet of the bed. "Tomorrow we fight. But for now… let's hold onto this."

And in that moment, as their bodies intertwined, the silence between them wasn't uncomfortable—it was an unspoken promise. Tomorrow would bring its world ending chaos, but tonight? Tonight, they had each other.

...

The next morning, the peaceful veil of sleep was shredded by the unmistakable sound of reality, and at precisely six o'clock, Raven's gentle nudge was the rude alarm clock that yanked Sarah from her precious five hours of sleep. Her eyelids fluttered open, and for a moment, all she could do was blink at the world in confusion—dreams still clinging to her mind, the morning light far too bright.

Sleep had been a fleeting guest, and she knew better than to linger on its absence. Today was the day. The Shaw showdown. She couldn't afford the luxury of feeling sorry for herself.

As it turned out, Sarah had earned the title of "Team Sleep Champion" without even trying. Raven and the others had already beaten her to it, rushing off to Hank's lab and getting the original X-Men uniforms ready. Sarah's included. Raven had even taken the time to bring Sarah's uniform to her, like some kind of well-meaning wake-up call, though, let's be honest, she might've hoped for something a little more romantic. You know, like Snow White meets Prince Charming, but with a little less forest animal accompaniment.

"Thank you, love," Sarah muttered, voice thick with sleep as she sat up, trying to shake off the cobwebs. The gratitude was there, even if the delivery was muffled. "Though, I kind of imagined, you know, a more romantic wake-up call... snow-white-prince style, maybe?"

Raven raised an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "You can blame Shaw for that," she teased, a playful lilt in her voice. "But, if you're not awake by now, I can always try again."

Sarah chuckled, rubbing at her eyes as she pulled herself into a sitting position. "You're a good one, Raven," she said with a grin, slipping into the reality of the moment. It was time. And no amount of romantic sleep-ins could change the fact that today, they were going to face their enemy. But for now, Sarah could allow herself a little softness, a little bit of them before the storm.

"But I still want a kiss, so be so kind to get your sexy blue ass over here," Sarah said, her voice thick with both sleep and longing. The words came out bold, almost a challenge.

Raven smirked, and with a deliberate slow grace, she began to walk toward the bed. Her hips swayed with an almost hypnotic cadence, each step calculated, each movement drawing Sarah's gaze like a magnet. She bent forward just enough, the zipper of her uniform hanging halfway down, offering Sarah a tantalizing glimpse of what was hers to admire. It wasn't that the uniform was overly revealing—it was more the way Raven wore it, that confident air, the way she made it look effortless. Sarah's breath caught as Raven closed the distance between them.

With a soft chuckle, Raven leaned down and planted a slow, teasing kiss on Sarah's lips, a kiss that was soft yet lingering, almost as if to remind her who was in control. Then, just as quickly, she pulled away, retreating with that same confident grin, leaving Sarah breathless, her heart hammering in her chest.

"Damn, girl... if we didn't have a mission now..." Sarah started, her words trailing off, the rest of the sentence unspoken but more than clear.

Raven's eyes sparkled with mischief, and she leaned in just close enough for Sarah to feel the heat of her breath. "What, you're not going to finish that thought?" she teased, voice low, yet dripping with a promise.

Sarah's lips parted, but before she could respond, Raven's teeth grazed her ear—agonizingly sexy, just enough to leave a shiver racing down her spine. Sarah's breath hitched, her body frozen for a moment in that electric tension.

"Yeah," Raven murmured, pulling away just enough to give Sarah that look—the one that said I know exactly what you're thinking.

A brisk splash of cold water, courtesy of the building's ancient plumbing, did its job—shocking Sarah wide awake, no thanks to Raven's efforts to heat things up earlier. With a quick shake of her head, she focused on the task at hand and, reluctantly, slipped into her first-generation X-Men uniform.

"Ugh, not feeling this look," Sarah groaned, eyeing herself in the mirror with distaste. The beige fabric of the old-school uniform seemed like a relic from a forgotten era, positively prehistoric compared to the sleek black suits she'd seen in the X-Men movies. "This thing's fugly as hell. And it squeezes my breasts so much, I can barely breathe." She tugged at the zipper, Raven-style, lowering it just enough to get a little air. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear someone made this just to mess with me."

Raven, who had been leaning against the doorframe, couldn't help but chuckle at Sarah's dismay. "Alex had the same reaction. But trust me, babe, this uniform's our best shot at staying alive. So, like it or not, you're stuck with it."

"Yeah, yeah," Sarah muttered, pouting as she tugged at the edges of the uniform again. "Just venting, okay? But seriously, this thing's outdated. I've had better outfits than this in my closet."

Raven flashed her a mischievous grin. "Oh, I'm sure you have." Her tone was teasing, but the underlying warmth was clear.

Suited up—though not happily—Sarah followed Raven downstairs, the fabric of the uniform clinging uncomfortably as they moved. Charles and the others were already waiting, their faces serious, the weight of the mission settling in. Sarah shot one last look at her reflection in the hall mirror and sighed. Today wasn't about fashion, though. Today, it was about killing Shaw.