A/N: (Disclaimer) X-men characters belong to who they belong to not me; I'm just using them for a bit
"Rogue?"
"Rogue? Rogue? Are you alright?"
"Huh?" Rogue snapped out of her stupor to stare at Jean and Storm's concerned looks. "Sorry gals...I must have zoned out for a minute huh?" Rogue chuckled to ease off her discomfort. "So what were you saying?" Rogue asked nonchalantly as she took a sip of her wine.
"We are more concerned about what has you distracted today? Is everything alright Rogue?" Jean asked, knowing she couldn't probe her mind but was still worried none-the-less.
"Yes Rogue. Please talk to us." Storm's maternal tone swept through Rogue like a gentle breeze.
Seeing as talking to her friends may ease some of her confusion, she took another sip from her glass before setting it down. Taking in her surrounding at the outside cafe, Rogue inhaled the cool wind that blew through her hair. Finally exhaling, she faced her concerned comrades as she began. "Well it's going to sound foolish but here it is anyway: I've uh... been havin'...'the dream' about Gambit lately." Rogue turned her face as she slightly blushed.
For a few seconds, both Jean and Storm were confused. After exchanging a knowing look, they both smiled knowingly at Rogue. "Is that all Rogue?" Storm asked nonchalantly. "It is perfectly normal for a woman to have such dreams; mutant or not."
"Storm's right Rogue." Jean agreed as she also took a sip of her wine. "Sometimes the unconscious mind shows us things we deny in reality. Has anything in your life happened to cause these dreams all of a sudden?"
Rogue thought the question over carefully. Sure she'd been envious of Scott and Jean's relationship and affection; but everyone in the mansion was envious of them also. She even felt there was a growing attraction between Storm and Logan, but was sure neither of the two would admit to such things right now. Her mind searched for the answer but was only showing her visions of the teenagers decorating the mansion and getting it ready for whatever holiday was coming up- well if you consider going back to school a holiday. Man would the Professor have loved to see the new students. Rogue thought to herself with a small grin. He would have been so proud we're keepin' his dream alive with more students than we know what to do with! He's up there in space somewhere with Li'Landra watching over us...getting better. I wonder if he'll ever come back home and see... Rogue cut her thought off as she realized what triggered her dreams. "The Professor..." She answered in a low voice.
"Charles?" Storm clarified as Rogue nodded her head 'yes'.
"How so Rogue?" Jean asked.
"I know you all remember the day Li'Landra picked him up and took him to space; I know I do. Anyway, we were all still standing outside cause no one wanted to move. I think we all knew that if we moved, that meant a number of things: he was gone, he may never come back, we had just lost our mentor/friend/father/leader, and we weren't dreamin' the whole thing up. After a few more minutes outside Jubilee was the first one to break down. It broke my heart to see her hurt and confused. After Gambit and Logan took her back inside, the first thing I did was call Kurt. We talked about the Professor, religion, and hope. As I walked inside my room, Gambit was already waiting for me inside. We talked for the most part and he um...held me throughout the night. Every since then, we would hold hands and be more affectionate, but not intimate. I guess seein' the young kids around the institute made me really wish I could confine in the Professor, you know like in the old days? But he's gone now and I feel...kinda lost without his guidance."
"Rogue? Why didn't you come talk to us? Surely you know we would not have been bias over your feelings?" Storm collected one of Rogue's gloved hands into both hers.
"I didn't really know how to begin a conversation with...well, that. Besides, it's been a few months since he went away so I didn't think these feelings would affect me so much." Rogue explained.
"Rogue," Jean took her other hand into hers "we will be here for you whenever you want to talk." She reassured her.
"Thanks. I know." They gave Rogue a reassuring squeeze before releasing her hand. "So how do ya'll think I should go about dealing with these dreams?"
"Well the best way is to talk it out. Explain exactly what is going on in the dream." Jean was quite amused when Rogue nearly choked on her wine. "I'm sorry but that's the most efficient way." Jean laughed as she handed Rogue a napkin.
"Well if ya'll are sure...?" Rogue eyed them to see if either was going to back off.
"I assure you we will carry ourselves as mature adults Rogue." Storm reassured her.
"Alright then." Rogue said in an 'if you're sure' tone as she waved down their waiter to send over a bottle of wine. As they received their brew, Rogue poured them each a healthy dose. "If you want to hear everything, then you're going to need this." Rogue waited until they consumed a fair amount before beginning. "It's the same dream over and over again. Each time we go further and further. The one last night was the most...ah...intense? It started out like every other dream..."
"Oohhh Remy..." Rogue moaned as Gambit kissed and sucked on her neck as he lay her back on her bed. His body pressed firmly against her as he ground into her hips with his pelvis. "Do it Remy..." Rogue urged him on as he traveled to her clavicle down to her right breast. He kneaded and massaged each breast before placing feather-like kisses on each. Rogue squirmed under his touch as he continued to tease her. "Don't be a tease Remy..." She breath out as he chuckled against her skin. Obeying her wish, he took a hard nipple into his mouth and began to hungrily suck on it. "Ahhh...yessss...like that..." She pulled him closer to her as though she wanted him to devour her entire body in one gulp. He alternated between each breast, lavishing them during his assault. After a while, he kissed his way down to her perfectly toned stomach. Coming to a stop at her naval, he darted his tongue into her bellybutton, seductively running his tongue in circles ever so lightly. "Dammit Gambit..." She arched her back as she ran her hands through his short hair.
Continuing with his journey, he bypassed her center and opted to suck on her inner thigh. She gently tugged his head as his teeth left an indentation on her thigh insides. Kissing the wound, he again allowed his tongue to run seductive circles over the reddened skin. Her hips rocked as she ached for a release. "Quel est le problème? What's the matter?" Gambit spoke to her in French then English. She loved it when he spoke in French; it drove her crazy on the inside.
"Please..." Rogue practically begged. "No more teasing..."
"Juste assez; fair enough..." Gambit complied. Feeling him spread her legs farther, Rogue braced herself for what was coming next.
Gambit leaned his head down, savoring her scent before pleasuring her. "You smell so good Rogue... I can smell you're ready." He whispered as he darted his tongue out; running it up and down her folds in a tortuous manner. "You're soaking wet chere..." He smiled as he continued his exploration. Rogue nearly bucked off the bed as he finally slid his tongue into her burning core. Her gasps of pleasure urged him on more as he began to quicken the movements of his tongue. As his tongue ran up and down her folds, Rogue gripped the bedding tightly; a fistful of covers clutched within her palms.
"Hmmm...oh god..." Rogue mumbled as Gambit brought an arm over her body and began fondling a breast, occasionally pinching and rolling a nipple with his thumb and index finger. "More..." Rogue said in an almost inaudible voice. When his tongue ever so slightly grazed her clit, Rogue nearly bucked off the bed for the second time. Using pressure from his arm already on her breast, he held her down to keep her stationary.
Using his free hand, he traced the outline of her slit with his fingers in a torturous manner. Her moans of anguish reached his ears, signaling for him to get on with his duty. Obliging, he inserted a finger delicately into her moist core. His finger slid in quite easily, thanks to his partner being too turned on. Taking a second finger, he began to explore her insides. Twisting and curling his fingers, he found what is was that made her pant. "You like that last one chere?" He huskily asked as he repeated the motion.
"Y-yesss..." Rogue stuttered out her reply. She felt her stomach twist into pleasant knots as Gambit added a third finger. As if the friction wasn't enough, he picked up the pace as his hand moved in and out of her. "Oh right there...hmmm..." Rogue moved her hips to meet his thrusts. The pitch in her voice increased as his rough tongue ran over her clit.
Now sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves, Gambit was quite pleased, watching Rogue come undone by his hands. "Are you ready?" He asked before attacking her clit again. The only thing she could muster was to nod her head 'yes'.
Grabbing one of her hands, he brought it down to her sex; allowing her to feel everything he was doing. "I'm...I'm about...t-to..." Rogue couldn't even finish her statement. His hand teasing her breast, that arm holding her down, grinding against him, his mouth lavishing her clit...it was too much for her.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her climax approached. "R-Remy! Ahhh..." Her back arched off the bed as her orgasm ruptured through her body. Wave after wave hit her as she screamed and moaned. Never faltering his movements, Gambit continued pleasing her until she came down from her bliss.
Kissing his way back back up her body, he lingered over her chest area a while before nuzzling her neck. His journey ended with a gentle kiss on her swollen lips. Gambit caressed her face as their kiss drawled out. "I love you Rogue."
"...and after I tell him 'I love you' I wake up." Rogue concluded her dream. She looked from her fellow x-women to see what their response would be. Jean was very flustered as she refilled her wine glass for the third time. Storm, on the other hand, was the composed weather goddess as always. She digested what Rogue had just told them and thought about her response. "C'mon gals say something; you're killin' me here." Rogue said slightly embarrassed.
"Have any of your dreams gone any farther than the oral sex?" Storm asked as their young waiter passed their table. To say the least he was blushing as he went to his next customers.
"No just that. Like I said though, that was the most intense one." Rogue reiterated. "I just don't get it..." Rogue shook her head in confusion.
"Your dreams?" Storm asked.
"Well I understand what's happening but why is it? Since my power leaves me unable to touch someone, how could I possible know what it feels like to have his ton- um... you know what I mean." Rogue blushed hard as she refilled her glass also.
"Your dreams may be tied to your powers Rogue." Jean suggested
The knots in Rogue's forehead showed she was confused. "Tied to my powers? How?"
"It's just what you said." Rogue's face was more confused as Jean elaborated more. "Although you are unable to physically touch someone without absorbing their powers, you inherit something more from them: their memories."
"That would make sense." Storm agreed. "It would seem Rogue's unconscious mind took one of her hosts' memories and applied Gambit's likeliness to it."
"Oh it was a little bit more than a likeliness..." Rogue trailed off as she thought about her dreams more.
"Perhaps you would like to share some of your more personal intel with Gambit?" Storm asked with knowing eyes. "He is, after all, the object of your desires in your dreams."
"I'm not sure about that just yet." Rogue shrugged her shoulders in a non-certain fashion. "What do you gals think I should do? About my dreams that is?"
"Depends. Do you want the dreams to continue or end?" Jean asked. Rogue blushed a deeper shade of red as she drained the rest of her wine. "Well that would answer my question." Jean chuckled.
"It's not that I don't Jean." Rogue began to explain. "With my powers being the way they are, I don't see how I'm going to pull any kind of intimate gesture." Rogue idly ran her gloved hand around the rim of her empty glass. "At least I can experience the closeness in my dreams." She said with a sad smile. "Thanks for lending me your ears." Rogue thanked her friends.
"Think nothing of it Rogue." Storm said in a maternal tone. Jean nodded her head in agreement with Storm; no words needed.
"Well I'm more than buzzed." Rogue laughed as she motioned to the three empty wine bottles. "What do you say we all head back home?"
"Sounds wonderful to me." Storm excused herself to pay the bill. As Rogue went to grab the keys from the table, the keys moved away from her reach. Either I'm more intoxicated than I think or Jean is playing a trick. Rogue thought amusingly as she looked at the redhead. True enough, Jean had used her telekinetic powers to place the keys in the palm of her hand.
"Sorry Rogue but I believe you are too much under the influence to drive." Jean smiled at Rogue as she loosly held the keys in her palm. A slightly strong breeze blew past the two, sending the keys flying out of Jean's reach. Following the direction of the keys, they saw as they reached their destination in Storm's waiting hands.
"Are are right Jean, however, I do believe I am the most sober of the three of us- seeing as you two emptied those bottles on your own." Storm laughed lightly as she continued onward to pay for their bill.