Ice Kisses And Sleeping Princesses

By: Dani Royer (aquariusfire@aol.com)

Fandom: X-Men movie-verse

Rating: PG

Summary: Bobby/Rogue movie-verse. Takes place after X2, but doesn't spoil anything. Yet another sappy injection of sugar. Better have a sweet tooth for this one!

A/N: Thanks to Jodie and to Zara for doing a quick beta for me on this. This started out as something totally different, but I guess you can say it mutated. *dodges rotten tomatoes*

"The Woman Who Rides Like A Man" by Tamora Pierce is the wonderful third book in the "Song of the Lioness" series. 'Tis a good read.

Disclaimer: Not mine, wish it was. I'm making no money. Please do not sue.


The clock's soothing ticking had lulled her to sleep. The book she was reading had slipped to the floor and the page she was on was lost. It wasn't that late, the sun had barely set, but a moment of quiet had taken hold and the dreams slowly crept up on Rogue. She tossed and turned a bit on the small loveseat and most of her hair had managed to escape her ponytail finding her face to settle on. This was a good sleep. One where those dreams - those nightmares - didn't come.

*****

Bobby wasn't sure how long Rogue had been out when he finally found her. He'd wandered all over before remembering to check her reading spot. It was a quiet and somewhat secluded room in the mansion. It was perfect for getting away from the rest of the occupants while still being within the place. Bobby circles around the loveseat where Rogue was sprawled. One leg was off the loveseat completely, the other dangled over the armrest, her arms were dangling loosely, and one of her gloves had begun to slip off. He couldn't help but notice her shirt had slid up ever so slightly. Bobby was a good guy, but he was still a guy.

Bobby wanted to brush the hair out of her face, but he didn't want to chance waking her. As silently as possible, he walked over and lit the small fireplace in the corner of the room. As the fire grew stronger, he focused on keeping the room from getting too hot. Rogue was lucky to have him with his powers. With the extra clothing she wore to cover up, she tended to get warm easily. Bobby didn't mind helping keep the air around her cool whenever needed. Besides helping her, he was becoming quite skilled with so much practice. He's been working on a few other things to help her...them.

Satisfied with the fire and the room temperature, Bobby headed back to where his girlfriend slept. Bending down, he picked up her discarded book. It was a fantasy novel, one of the ones probably meant for young girls. The cover had a young woman with red hair, sword at her hip, riding a horse with a black cat. The title read "The Woman Who Rides Like A Man". He raised an eyebrow at this. He never would have figured that his princess would have a thing for princesses who rode like men. Shrugging, he decided to read a bit while he waited.

Bobby wasn't far into the book before he heard Rogue stirring. Looking at the clock, and seeing how late it was starting to get, he decided to wake her. By this time, the dangling glove had fallen off her hand. He placed the book on the side table and retrieved the glove. Carefully, using it as a barrier between their skin, he began to brush the errant strands of hair from her face. Rogue seemed to notice the movement in her sleep, but did not wake. She rolled more onto her side as though to face Bobby. He got an idea.

Bobby licked his lips and then focused on cooling the moisture there into a very thin layer of ice. He'd thought of this one night right before falling asleep, but never had the courage to try it. Leaning forward, he lightly brushed his lips on her cheek. Nothing happened to him. Rogue again, did not wake, but seemed to notice. This time, she rolled onto her back. Bobby decided he was going to go for it. Last time, they'd both gotten too eager and her powers had kicked in. Bobby was going to be careful this time. He reinforced his ice layer and moved in to awake his princess with an ice kiss.

*****

Rogue felt the cold against her lips and awoke with a bit of a start. Bobby quickly pulled back with a look of shame. She was confused and looked at him for an explanation. All the boy could do was blush and stutter. It was quite funny to watch, especially when you were half asleep like Rogue was. It didn't take long before she was giggling at Bobby's flustered face. He threw his hands up in the air and sat down on the loveseat next to her. This just made her break out into a full belly laugh.

It took a moment before Rogue regained her composure and, with only a slightly hooked smile, turned to face Bobby for an explanation. "What exactly were you trying to do, Bobby?"

Bobby, still with reddish cheeks from embarrassment, answered, "An ice kiss to awaken the sleeping princess."

It was Rogue's turn to blush. She didn't know what to say. She wanted to yell at him for taking such a risk, but really, how could you yell at a dashing young man who just referred to you as a princess? She decided to get technical.

"How exactly did you..." Rogue began as she lightly ran her ungloved hand over her still cool lips. Bobby took her gloved hand in his and answered with a smile, "A thin layer of ice. Just enough to..."

"...keep our skin from really touching," they both finished together. Bobby gave Rogue's gloved hand a soft kiss before looking into her eyes. "Want me to try it again?"

Rogue didn't answer with words, but a slight nod and a scared-yet-excited look in her eyes told Bobby she wanted to try again. Licking his lips once more, Bobby felt the familiar ice crystals harden. Leaning forward, their lips did meet once again. Both seemed to be holding their breath as each second ticked by on the clock. One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...then Rogue broke the kiss slowly. She began to mutter apologies. Bobby just smiled at her until she calmed down and returned it.

"We're going to go slow Rogue. How long did we make it this time?" Bobby asked.

"Not nearly long enough," she answered with her flirtatious voice.

"Well, then next time we work towards long enough," he smiled.

Rogue quickly lost her flirtatious voice and looked away from Bobby. "You're an optimist."

"And you're the one person worth being optimistic about." Bobby leaned down to look Rogue in her eyes. Neither said anything for a long while.

*****

Over the next few hours, Bobby and Rogue cuddled quietly as the fire died out and the clock ticked on. They really didn't want to ruin everything with talk. There was just too much to talk about these days, mostly of dreary days past and possibly worse days ahead. It's easier to keep your hopes up when you indulge in those hopes, even if just for a little bit. The hours grew later and later.

The clocked chimed softly eleven times. Both Bobby and Rogue looked up angrily at the intrusion. It was time to leave seclusion. Reluctantly, they began cleaning up. Bobby iced the ashes in the fire place just for safety. He turned back to find Rogue retrieving the forgotten book. Bobby headed back towards his girlfriend and began running his fingers up and down her clothed back. "So, what does this princess want? A dashing knight to sweep her off her feet? A loyal servant to bow to every whim?"

Rogue smiled. "A dashing knight to fight beside me, then sweeps me off my feet and bows to my every whim on the quiet nights."

Bobby leaned in as close as he could to Rogue's ear. "And what does my princess want?"

"A cold root beer float and seen to my bed chambers, m'lord," she answered in a strange mix of Southern and British.

With only a slight hesitation from Bobby on exactly how to hold her, he scooped her up in his arms. "I think we can do that."

Rogue was a bright shade of red right now. She absolutely loved all this attention. It scared her to death in all honesty, but she loved it. Bobby did his best to treat her special at every opportunity. She couldn't wait to return the favor. Then, she herself had an idea while being carried towards the kitchen.

"Bobby, ice up your cheek."

He looked at her only a second before realizing what she was getting at. He really could get use to this.