"Actually, you might as well just come in."
Thaddeus stares as Rogue opens the door nice and wide for him, the sounds of the shower running becoming a bit louder as a result.
"I'm serious, just come in. Wanda's been pushing for a threesome instead of a date ever since I let spill that I can control my power now, so it's not like she can really be mad or anything."
Slowly, a bit hesitantly, Thaddeus steps into the dorm room, his brow furrowing as Rogue closes and locks the door behind him.
"Seriously? A threesome?"
It wasn't like it was anything new for him, but from what he knew about Wanda's situation, it certainly seemed like a pretty massive leap…
"Yeah. I mean I'm not opposed to it or anything, Wanda IS super-hot. Just… also a little annoying."
Turning to regard Rogue for a moment, Thaddeus furrows his brow even harder, frowning slightly at this point. He opens his mouth to ask more questions, but before he can do so, the shower suddenly turns off. Not even a minute later, the door opens and Wanda Maximoff steps out completely naked while toweling her hair.
Only to of course freeze up when she makes eye contact with him. Though, to her credit she doesn't freak out. Not a single shriek or scream, nor a retreat back into the bathroom. Hell, she doesn't even bother covering up her body. Instead, Wanda's eyes slide over to Rogue and she lets out a put-upon huff.
"What the fuck, Rogue?"
Blushing hard, Rogue just crosses her arms over her chest.
"What the fuck do you mean 'what the fuck'? Thaddeus arrived on time, you're the one who decided to take a shower at the last possible second Wanda."
"So have him wait outside! I'm not ready to go yet, obviously!"
"Well, you're also the one who keeps suggesting a threesome. And seeing as Thaddeus certainly isn't going to be opposed to such a thing, I figured why not just skip all the formalities and get down to it."
Wanda's eyes light up, a small smirk spreading across her face as she rakes her gaze up and down not just Thaddeus' body, but also Rogue's.
"Oh yesss… you won't regret this Rogue. We're going to have so much fun! But still… we have to at least make an attempt at wrapping up the presents before we stick them under the Christmas Tree!"
Thaddeus blinks as Wanda stalks forward, not even acknowledging him again while she bends over to gather some things from an open suitcase in the middle of the room before heading over to one of Rogue's dressers. He looks over to Rogue while Wanda is rummaging through the goth girl's drawers, but Rogue looks just as befuddled as him.
As such, she doesn't even bother to fight back when Wanda suddenly grabs her by the hand and drags her into the bathroom. Only as they're both disappearing inside does Rogue start to squawk in confusion, but it's too late.
Throwing a wink at him back over her shoulder, Wanda just giggles.
"Sit tight, big man."
And then the bathroom door is closed and while Thaddeus CAN hear well enough to eavesdrop on them if he wanted to… he's more than a little caught up in processing everything that just happened to do so.
Seriously? Wanda Maximoff was absolutely nothing like he was expecting her to be. Then again, the more he turns that whole mess of an interaction over in his head, Thaddeus starts to wonder if maybe he should have expected something like this.
It's obvious that Wanda is compensating for something big time. Likely he grief and sense of loss. He's glad he didn't try to intrude on her life months back when Emma had first suggested it, frankly. But even now, he's not sure she's in a much better place. Good enough for her to come here and visit Rogue… and good enough to seek physical intimacy.
The thing is, this had happened at least partially because of Thaddeus' supercharged Luck, right? So… his luck powers wouldn't lead him into any situation that might be harmful or end in disaster… right? Or maybe they would. His Luck was more than happy to give him what he wanted or needed… even if it came at the expense of others.
Before he can think on that much harder though, the bathroom door slams open again and Wanda steps back out… with Rogue right behind her. All previous thoughts, good and bad, abruptly flee Thaddeus' mind as he just… stares at the two of them, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes wide in disbelief.
First, there's Wanda Maximoff. Without the towel covering up her head, he can now see that she wears her hair in a unique, short style where it's black on top and red underneath. Her eye shadow is red and so are her lips, and she has two ankh earrings hanging from her ears that match the ankh dangling down from the choker around her neck.
From there, she's got on a black corset that pushes up her tits in a truly impressive way, black leather pants that hug her hips like nothing else, black fingerless gloves that seem to go all the way up her arms, and an open red trench coat that is clearly more for style or fashion than to actually cover anything up. Completing the ensemble with big black boots and there's simply no denying that Wanda has a unique… look she prefers.
But damn if Rogue still doesn't almost manage to overshadow her. Stepping out from behind her fellow female mutant, Rogue is wearing purple eye shadow and purple lipstick that accentuates her face perfectly. On top of that, she has a spiked dog collar around her neck and matching spiked leather cuffs around her wrists.
Her shirt, if it can even be called that, is this gossamer, completely see-through, green top that leaves nothing to the imagination. But her 'bra' is more like a vinyl crop-top slimmed down to practically nothing and it matches her black vinyl mini skirt rather perfectly.
They both come to a stop a few feet away from him and Thaddeus has to swallow down the first dozen thoughts he has because they're all pretty obscene. In the end though, he finally finds the words that won't make him sound like a complete buffoon.
"… I thought we weren't going out tonight."
The joke lands, Rogue cracking a smile and Wanda letting out a bark of laughter before shaking her head and sauntering up to him.
"Oh no. We're not going anywhere. This? This is just for the three of us. Fuck Rogue looks amazing, don't you think?"
Thaddeus just smiles, able to see the 'trap' a mile away. He nods but also follows it up with what Wanda is obviously hoping for.
"So do you."
She preens in response even as the glittering in her eyes makes it clear that she knows he caught her fishing for that compliment.
"Mm, smooth talker, aren't you? But then you'd have to be if you're such a 'man slut' as Rogue described you. How many women in this dorm have you been with at this point?"
Thaddeus isn't about to name names or give exact numbers so he just shrugs and smirks.
"Enough."
If Wanda is upset by his generalized answer, she doesn't show it. Instead, the ankh-wearing woman bites her lower lip, drinking in the sight of him again.
"Fuck I can't wait to ride you dry, big guy."
Raising an eyebrow, Thaddeus grunts.
"My name is Thaddeus, you know. Or Thad if that's too long for you."
But Wanda just ignores the little dig.
"Ahh, but we can't go straight to the final course, now can we? No, we need to work up to things. And this is hardly a threesome if we're not all getting as involved as possible with each other~"
Spinning on her booted heel, Wanda beckons to Rogue.
"C'mere Rogue. Powers off, right?"
Shuffling over, Rogue sighs.
"Yeah Wanda, it's-mmph!"
She doesn't even get to finish her sentence before Wanda is all over her. Grabbing Rogue by her face, slamming their mouths together, Wanda makes out with the other mutant quite aggressively. Thaddeus is left watching the show, a little uncomfortable at first because he's worried Rogue isn't nearly as into this as Wanda is.
… Fortunately, Rogue's own visible discomfort slowly fades away. While she does freeze up at first, it's not long before the gothic girl is kissing Wanda back… and even reaching out to grab hold of the lapels of Wanda's trench coat, pulling her in so they can both deepen the kiss.
Thaddeus finds himself slowly starting to enjoy the show, rather than just watching it. But then, that's obviously the point. Sure, Wanda starts off kissing Rogue more for herself than to give him eye candy, but as the makeout session progresses, it becomes obvious that both women remember he's there… and want him to see them.
Rogue slowly pulls Wanda's trench coat off of her shoulders and tosses it aside. Wanda 'retaliates' by doing the same with Rogue's gossamer green top. The two of them moan into one another's mouths as they start feeling each other up. Rogue's hands are all over Wanda's corset-clad breasts, but Wanda isn't one to be outdone, her fingers digging into the glossy material of Rogue's vinyl bra-top.
They're positively mauling each other after a certain point, but all good things come to an end and they finally have to pull apart to suck in deep, much needed lungfuls of oxygen. Their chests heaving up and down as they stare at one another, their lipstick smudged by the aggressive kissing… Thaddeus can't deny that it's an arousing sight.
Of course, he's also in complete control of his body so when Wanda glances over to him, specifically to his crotch, she doesn't actually see anything.
"What the fuck? You've got two of the hottest, baddest bitches in the damn world making out in front of you and there's not even a bulge?"
"Wanda!"
But Thaddeus just snorts in amusement, not offended in the slightest. Instead, he offers Wanda a challenging grin.
"You want to turn me on, Wanda? You're going to have to do a lot more than that."
That, it turns out, is the right tack to take. Wanda's eyes widen before lighting up. Without missing a beat, she lets go of Rogue and saunters over, dropping into a crouch right there on the spot in front of him.
"Sure bad boy. You wanna see what I can do? Alright then…"
Rogue comes over as well, watching on as Wanda deftly unbuckles Thaddeus' belt and yanks down his pants. The short-haired mutant is a little slow with his boxers at least, hooking her thumbs into the waistband and steadily tugging them down.
A gasp leaves Wanda's dark red lips as his barely hard cock flops out. Her eyes widen at his size, which even mostly soft, is probably the biggest she's ever seen before.
"H-Holy shit… this is the biggest I've ever seen before."
Nailed it. Thaddeus just smirks and raises an eyebrow when Wanda glances up at him. Scowling, a look of pure determination enters her eyes as she wraps both of her hands, still clad in her fingerless gloves, around his shaft.
"Come on now… don't hold out on me. If you're going to absolutely wreck Rogue and I with this monster cock, you've gotta get hard some time…"
Thaddeus just hums, letting Wanda do as she pleases. He also does let himself grow a little harder under her ministrations, making her perk up in excitement. Honestly, now that he's starting to get her measure a bit more, she's actually rather cute.
Still, he's not about to leave Rogue out of anything. With that in mind, Thaddeus reaches for the goth mutant before she can descend to her knees and join Wanda or anything like that. He grabs Rogue around her bared waist and pulls her to his side, causing her to gasp and press herself against him as she wiggles in place.
It's easy enough to slip his hand under her mini skirt and find that she's gone commando beneath it, allowing him to finger her from behind directly. Rogue's soft moans fill the room, catching Wanda's attention and making her eyes narrow.
Not to be outdone, Wanda finally leans forward and takes Thaddeus in her mouth. Just the tip of course, she clearly doesn't have much confidence in handling more than his cockhead. Especially as he gets bigger and bigger in her hands, his cock growing harder thanks to her mouth and tongue… and Rogue's soft body pressing against his side.
Still, that just means Wanda is absolutely going to town on his cockhead, acting like it's his mouth and she's doing everything possible to worship and show her adoration to her 'lover'. Thaddeus can admire her enthusiasm, really… though he has to wonder just how much of it comes from a place of wanting to escape her grief.
The thing is though; Thaddeus and Wanda don't truly know each other. He can't be what she really needs right now. So… he might as well help her forget, at least for one night anyways…