X-Men Preferences

First Kiss

(Sorry it's been like a hundred years if it matters to you)

Hank McCoy
Hank wanted to take you out on a date, you ended up going on a picnic you ended up going to the edge of the forest by the mansion...
Though he wanted to take you out somewhere he remembered that with his appearance he isn't welcome to many restaurants or movie theatres and he doesn't want to sneak around town with you.

You can tell that he's a little upset about only being able to take you within 2 minutes walking distance of the school, but is trying to hide it. He only became upset about being a mutant when it came down to you. Actually it was the only time he'd get upset about anything ever. Hank is the most gentle kind man you know you'll ever meet.

You know that direct confrontation about this topic never works. After the snacks you lean against his arm clinging onto it calmly with a smile in an attempt to ease his internal strife. You look up at his face still seeing in his eyes his self-disappointment in the way her stares off.

You sit up on your knees in an attempt to reach his sitting height and place yourself in front of him. You place your hands around his shoulders by his neck and lean you head against his, smiling softly and make sure he's looking in your eyes.
"Thank you Henry McCoy. This is perfect. Thank you Hank, for everything. Everything is perfect. Everything." You move your hands from his shoulders to his face pull it towards your to kiss him, and he places his large hands on your hips to steady you and keep you close.

Charles Xavier
You've found yourself a more productive way to occupy your free time. You've started to dedicate yourself more to psychology then you had before. You use it to help the students that have a hard time accepting their new abilities, hopefully accept and embrace it. You've kind of become the school's guidance council/phycologist.

Every once in a while young mutants come to the school just to see you for help and advice, even when they don't plan on attending the school as a student. Some decide to stay after meeting with you. It may not have looked like it to others, but it was hard for you to leave your job because it was your way of figuring out of who you were. For a period of time after you decided to go with the group of mutant you felt a little lost and lonely.

Charles has seen so much light come to your eyes once you've figured out a way to help others, it made him so happy that your enjoying helping mutants at the school. You had access to 5 large libraries where you have read at least half of the books in each. Whether they were psychology or not you found every book helpful in understanding people's minds.

When Charles comes to go to sleep he notices you not in bed already and knows exactly where you are. You were in the corner of the room on the floor leaning against the wall with your nose in a book. You have books piled around you like a fortress.
"Darling?" Charles makes his way through the small door in the wall to where you are.
"Sure." You answer.
"Willow? Are you listening?" He asks.
"Okay, i'll do it in a minute." You respond flipping the page.
"Willow." He says a little louder and a little more sternly, and you look up. "It's late." He goes back to a softer voice.
"After this chapter, and then I'll be there." You tell him looking back at your book.
"You said that last night, then you had a sleep over in your little book house." He says, but your back to being glued to your book. Charles comes over to you and kneels on the floor to grab the back of your head and your face, and pulls you to his to kisses you deeply, before leaning his forehead against yours. "You work too much. You need rest." Then he pecks your lips again. "You need some sleep." He finishes with a kind smile.

You put your arm around his neck and pull him back for another kiss. As you pull a way and as you breath out you respond to him.
"Fine," you smile back at him. "Lets go to bed."