Late night at the Avengers compound Steve Rogers was having a nightmare flashback to his time being frozen for over 60 years. Waking up in a cold sweat, he knew he didn't want to go back to sleep after a dream like that. Getting out of bed and putting on a bathrobe, he headed towards the kitchen in hopes of making a pot of coffee to try to stay up for the rest of the night. He'd catch up on his sleep tomorrow, hoping he'd be too tired to dream. Walking into the kitchen he saw Emma Frost leaning against the countertop in the kitchen as though she was deep in thought. "Hey Emma, what's got you up so late?" Starting a conversation as he went through the cupboards looking for the coffee grinds. "Did Tony get angry and kick you out?" Chuckling as he tried to make a light hearted joke after finally finding the coffee beans. Setting them next to the coffee maker as he grabbed the kettle to fill with water. Steve's muscular physique was on display as the bathrobe had been left plenty loose around his chest, those chiseled pecs depicting their full definition as he poured the water into the maker and turned it on. Looking back to her as he leaned against the countertop beside her waiting for his coffee to finish.

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" Just checkin' out the competition. As tough as these guys are, they're embarrassing next to me."

Ross offered Emma an iced coffee.

" Thought you'd might want something cold after that kind of work out. Still got time here or I can take you to grab a sandwich or something if you want."

Ross found himself enjoying Emma's company. She was witty, tough, smart as all Hell....

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"No, no, it's fine, really." Makoto quickly reassured the blonde as she glanced around the sea of clothing she was now swimming in. She knew Ann was likely to have a lot of clothing, and this was actually a good thing. This would be a good thing to take her mind off what she'd heard earlier.

"Now that we are in the topic of virility, a wizard in all aspects must abstain from any form of release", The Witch lectured the young man under her tutelage whom she agreed to teach the finer points of harnessing the power of the moon.

"And many creatures of the Laguna would try and take your magic from you, let's pretend that I am one of them"

Cereza assumed the role of a Joy; a shapeshifting soldier of Laguna hypersexualized to battle the forces of darkness feeding onto their lustful fantasies.

Lying on her back she lifted her legs up as her skirt bunched up to her torso revealing the only saturated area of her battlesuit. "Don't you want to touch me, young wizard~"

When Cereza agreed to teach him after the other day when she "made him a man" with that kiss and sensual chest touch, he was not expecting any of this. Of course, he crushed on the Umbran witch as soon as he laid his eyes on her but this? He's struggling.

He wants to resist because this is very clearly a test. She mentioned that those he's trying to master magic of would do anything to take it from him, so naturally they would try to peak into his carnal and lustful desires.

But Cereza... She must of known that, why else would she be abusing her body's beauty to her gain against him right now?

His hands are twitching, he wants to rub those divine legs and worship those heels... But he had to resist. He wanted to impress her.

"Y-Yes... B-But..."

Being third year was a drag…even if he should have been in college by now but there were a couple years he’s missed by just not being around. Either way some of the nerds had told them about this thing that they usually do, none of them knew what it was exactly but each year the most popular guy would go to Shujin and hang out with someone from the cheerleading squad. Now, of course Yusuke dropped the idea, but they said it’s a really important ‘tradition’ that kept good ties between the schools…sounds like a Japanese mafia if he ever heard one and these boys really confused infamy for fame, but if Yusuke was anything it was a sucker for helping people so he agreed to it.

Reluctantly, Yusuke had made his way over to Shujin, Walking the halls was easy enough; he’d garnered enough stares because of his tough disposition, and there was also the fact that he wore a different uniform, which meant he was here because of their tradition. They’d usually send pretty boys, whilst Yusuke could potentially be a K-pop lead singer in looks alone..there was still that violent air about him that made it quite impossible for majority of the female students to see.

Eventually Yusuke arrived where he needed to be and was dragged by the other girls from here on out. Cheerleaders were often the bravest girls in any school, the ones at his own highschool pretty much do the same thing, surround Yusuke, push him to deal with their problems..at the point he might have to start charging people…huh, that’s not a bad idea. Either way, the girls had brought him up towards another blonde..who is gorgeous he can’t lie, but he still really wanted to get this over with so he could just go out.

However, things took a turn and shocked him as he heard the door locking behind them..whilst the others continued to chant behind that door. Then it all began making sense, this damn tradition, why they’d pick the good looking guys…or at least picked since he did not have that opinion of himself. God he’s beginning to wonder what else have people been doing in these locked rooms, considering the students of the past still were third years..fresh before college. He began looking the blonde up and down, it was dark but enough for him to see her, more importantly, her expression.

━━   ❝   𝐇𝐮𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.   ❞  It appeared that she herself wasn’t aware of this little game either, which was rich. Get two of the greenest people from both schools to participate in something like this. “We can always lie and say we did.” After all, if Yusuke was going to kiss a girl it’s NOT GOING to be because people told him he should, he’s far too rebellious for that. “Sides, pretty girl like you’s probably got someone waitin’ for ‘em on the outside.”  And there’s his prison analogy once again.