Title: Kissing
Fandom: X-Men (Ultimate universe)
Pairing: Marie/Gambit
Rating: PG? Not sure if the topic of death would raise it to PG13.
Word Count: 243
Prompt: #4. Kiss
Summary/Description: She wanted to pretend it was some silly ploy.
Warning/Spoilers:Spoilers for...I can't quite remember what issue it was in!
A/N: Written for prompts I've found at livejournal. Review when finished reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men's characters or any of the movies. If I did, Hugh Jackman would walk around shirtless
It was his last request.
She couldn't deny him that, could she?
As if seeing from a different point of view, she couldn't help the blood that rushed to her face. Slowly slipping off the long gloves, she struggled not to cry.
She'd told him white was an innocent color and he'd made some lewd comment about how after a month with him, she wouldn't be able to wear white.
Grasping his face between her hands, she could feel her throat clogging up. The feel of stubble on her palm was a new experience that she drank in. He whispered his request again, voice thick with both pain and an accent so similar to hers yet worlds different.
Bending lower her lips hesitantly brushed against his. She flinched slightly at the swell of memories flooding into her, ready to pull away. Then his hands were in her hair, pulling her closer until she couldn't see the memories anymore...just his face.
Part of her thought, perhaps it was just some sick ploy to kiss her.
But then his hands fall slack in her hair and slip to the ground. Reality came rushing back to her as she clenched her eyes shut. She could feel the tears seeping out of her eyes as she leaned away from him.
She couldn't handle this, couldn't face the truth.
Opening her eyes, she looked at his still face, cooling to the touch.
Rogue let out a scream.