Laura, also known as X-23, lay in her bed in the X-Men compound, trying to will herself to sleep. It had been a long day of training, and her body ached in all the right ways. But there was one ache that she couldn't ignore, the familiar throbbing between her legs.
She sighed and decided to take care of it herself. She slipped her hand under the sheets and closed her eyes, letting her fingers find the spots that she knew would bring her pleasure. She moaned softly as she felt herself getting closer to release.
But then, a sharp pain shot through her hands as her claws accidentally emerged. She gasped and opened her eyes, looking down to see that one of her claws had sliced through her clit.
"Shit," she muttered, calling herself an idiot for not being more careful. She tried to retract her claws, but the pain was too intense. She gritted her teeth and used her other hand to gently push the claw out of her flesh.
Once the claw was out, she let out a sigh of relief and looked down at the damage. Her clit was cut in half, and she couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. "Well, that's one way to ruin a good orgasm," she muttered to herself.
She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to clean herself up. She ran the water until it was warm and stepped into the shower, wincing as the water hit her wounded flesh. She took a deep breath and tried to think of a way to heal herself. She knew that her healing factor would eventually take care of it, but it was going to take time.
She got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body, making her way to the infirmary. She knew that she was going to have to face some teasing from her teammates, but she was just glad that she didn't lose her ability to feel pleasure altogether.
She walked into the infirmary, her head held high. She wasn't going to let this little setback get her down. She saw Logan, the man who trained her, sitting in a chair, reading a magazine.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in," he said, smirking.
Laura rolled her eyes, "Shut up, Logan. I didn't mean to do it."
Logan chuckled, "I can see that. But you're going to have to be more careful next time."
Laura nodded, "I know. I just need to heal up first."
Logan stood up and walked over to her, "Let me take a look."
He gently pushed the towel aside and examined the wound. "It's not too bad," he said, "Your healing factor will take care of it in no time."
Laura let out a sigh of relief, "Thank god."
Logan chuckled, "You know, you're not the first person this has happened to."
Laura raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
Logan nodded, "Yeah, Wolverine had a similar accident once. He was a little more... creative in his solution though."
Laura couldn't help but laugh, "I can only imagine."
Logan smiled, "You'll be back to your old self in no time, kid."
Laura smiled back, "Thanks, Logan."
She turned and walked out of the infirmary, feeling a little better about the situation. She knew that she was going to have to be more careful in the future, but at least she had a good story to tell her teammates.
She walked back to her quarters, a smirk on her face. She knew that she was a little unconventional, but that's what made her special. She climbed back into bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction. She knew that she was strong, controlling, and direct. And she wasn't afraid to have a little fun, even if it meant accidentally cutting her clit in half.
Want to know how it ends?
This is just the opening chapter. Continue the saga — or write a steamy tale starring you.