Alright I have gotten my brain working!! I am sorry it took forever but I hope you're ready! WARNING!! Will contain a LEMON! Don't read if your mind is still young and innocent….ITS RATED 'M' FOR A REASON! ….now since that crap is out of the way…ENJOY!! PS….Mostly Scotts POV in Normal Pov lol…

Chapter Three…..

His muscles burned as if they where on fire but he couldn't stop, they where both so close. He sucked on her pale neck making her moan and shudder around his thrusting shaft. He shifted up lifting her thighs penetrating her fully now, hitting her in the right place over and over until she was screaming with the need for release. She looked like a goddess, his goddess, and the marks on her neck claiming her as his. Her fingernails had left deep scratches down is back, ass and hips marking him as hers.

"Oh, God!" He screamed swelling inside her yet he tried to push his on coming orgasm aside so she would come with him. She was squirming, her inner muscles tightening but she seemed as if she wanted this to last forever. He panted and reached in between them to her clitoris. She screamed as he lightly pinched and twisted it, his thrust now erratic, both so desperate for release. Until finally…

Scott woke panting alone in the hotel room. He sighed as he realized it was a dream, a dream that had left him painfully hard and wanting, of all people, Rogue. The girl, who, ever since seeing her naked that night by the pool, he couldn't stop dreaming about. They where friends almost best friends and there was no way in the world that he wanted to destroy what they had. Yet, he yearned for more. At first when the dreams, daydreams and fantasies began he had shrugged them off as just not having had any sex at all in months. Now, he was beginning to think they meant something else. They had now been Nashville for three days, seeing the sights and enjoying the southern hospitality. Rogue had told him to simply wait and that the plan would unfold itself before they returned, he had no idea what she meant, but simply decided that the whole thing could wait, he didn't even want to think about going home. Realizing that he was still very hard he sighed getting up from the bed and making his way to the shower.

Scott stepped under the hot water trying to get the stiffness out of his muscles. Slowly his dream started coming back to him; he leaned back against the tiled wall and slowly stroked his aching cock. He still saw Rogue's hands caressing his chest. Her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her eyes shinning with lust as he entered her. When he started thrusting, he felt her tightness encasing him. How she moved with him in a painfully slow dance. He groaned and stroked harder as he saw her face twist in pleasure her hands fisting the sheets. Her moaning his name as her juices coated his shaft. Suddenly he came, the whole thing being too much for him. He didn't realize he had collapsed to the floor until his panting subsided, he stood slowly and shaking started to wash. When he had finished washing he stepped out onto the bath mat, sighing. He leaned against the sink, naked and dripping wet. 'God and that was only a dream.' He thought to himself, he took a deep breath. 'Get a fucking grip.' He chanted mentally.

Scott looked at himself in the mirror; even tinted in red he knew he was at least a little good looking. He had a slightly wilder side that he had repressed due to Jean's constant training of him. The side that wanted him to fulfill his dreams and yet his training brought him to a halt. 'I have to stop this….I mean this is just stupid.' He thought to himself. Shaking his head he wrapped a towel around his cooled body and went back into the room. The clock on the bedside table stated that it was now seven thirty. 'No matter what Rogue comes up with I will have fun today!' he thought. After first arriving and getting settled in there Hotel rooms, Rogue had taken him to a real Honky Tonk, called Tootsie's Orchid Lounge (an actual place). It was a bar with live singing, and they had a few drinks and listened to some great music, even dancing to a few. That evening they went on a Ghost Tour of Haunted Places in Nashville. Which they both had a great time trying to scare the shit out of the other, although they kept laughing ruining the effect.

The following day they went to the zoo, because Scott said he had never been before. Rogue had stared at him incredously and after a little research they found the Nashville Zoo and went to that. Rogue had said that he looked terribly similar to a python; Scott had replied 'Better then an Alligator.' They had a great time teasing, eating enough junk food to make Blob sick, and enjoying the sights. 'Yea,' he thought dressing 'Rogue really is something else.' He dressed in khaki shorts that reached past his knees and a black shirt that read 'My life is a very complicated drinking game' a summer vacation gift from Rogue. He finished off the look with a pair of Nike's. He took a seat on his bed and ran his hands through his hair. He had never had this much fun when he had been with Jean.

He smirked to himself 'I would feel sorry for Logan but I really couldn't give a fuck.' He thought and then chuckled, thinking how Rogue would smack him if she knew that his thoughts had led back to 'them' again. He turned on the TV to watch some news before Rogue showed up. She said that they would eat in the Hotel restaurant, and then spend the day touring, shopping and enjoying the city. They would be leaving in a two days and move onto where ever else tickled there fancy. They decided to skip planning the trip and just wander around and enjoy the summer.

At eight-thirty on the dot there was a knock on the door. Scott sighed, standing up he padded over to the door opening it. There stood the woman who had taken up most of his thoughts this morning. He took a second to take in her outfit as she returned the favor. She wore black Capri's that had a bunch of pockets and she wore New Balance tennis shoes. She wore a dark grey tank top that said 'Kindness is Contagious: Get the fuck away from me!' on it. He chuckled shaking his head. Her hair was in a high pony-tail with the white streaks framing her face. She wore light makeup that made her look breathtaking. She was smirking at him, a glint in her eyes.

"Well it looks like Great minds think alike huh, Scotty?" she asked raising an eyebrow. He smiled at her and ignored the question.

"We going down to breakfast now?" he asked instead copying her raised eyebrow. She laughed, nodding.

He turned back into his room and grabbed his room key, wallet and an extra pair of shades, just in case. He locked his door and soon they were both trotting to the elevator casually talking about random things. If there was one thing Scott was positive of, it was that they could talk for an eternity and still not know everything about each other. There was always something new or some conversation that could be started at the drop of the hat.

They road down in the elevator in a peaceful sort of silence, both having smiles on there faces looking forward to the day. They entered the Hotels dining room, taking seats by the windows. They let the waiter take there order before sliding back into there conversation.

"Are we going anywhere's special today." He asked taking a drink of his coffee. Rogue stared at him for a moment, making him squirm slightly.

"Nah, were just going to relax and enjoy the city, if we come across something then we will go with the flow but other then that lets just wonder." She said smirking. They both had ordered a traditional Country breakfast that would hold them over for most of the day. It consisted of: Ham, eggs, hash browns, tomatoes, Grits, biscuits and white gravy. This way they would be able to keep going with out the need of stopping to eat until lunch.

Scott nodded his head and they slipped into a conversation of music. Although, he hadn't been a fan of Country music at all, he had to admit even he was beginning to like it especially Alan Jackson. There conversation kept turning to different subjects as they ate. Rogue was the first to finish and Scott finished a few moments latter with a very satisfied sigh. They both ordered another refill; coffee for Scott and Tea for Rogue letting there stomachs rest and enjoy a peaceful silence.

It was nine thirty when they left the Hotel for the day. For the rest of the morning they shopped, Rogue had gotten both of them cowboy hats. Soon they were going on shopping spree of different clothes and music. It was around twelve when something went wrong, they saw something that they were hoping not to see for some months.

Rogue had been talking to him about mutant politics when she suddenly went very silent. Turning to look at her, he noticed that she was extremely pale; her eyes were wide with a look of horror in them. Following her gaze he too froze, there standing across the street looking in a store window was Logan and Jean. Suddenly Rogue grabbed Scott's hand and she started pulling him away. They were soon running, grabbing a bus they headed back to the hotel.

'Scott?' Rogue contacted him telepathically making him jump slightly. The people on the bus looked at him weirdly for a moment before minding there own business.

'Y-Yeah?" He replied

"WHAT THEY FUCK ARE THEY DOING HERE?" she mentally screamed, Scott winced "Sorry." She whispered. Scott nodded his head while thinking back to her.

"I don't know we will get back to the hotel, pack our things and get out of here. Once where far enough away we will call the…" Rogue interrupted him. "How about I contact him telepathically, WHILE, we are packing." She suggested. He nodded at least they had a plan.

Ok I KNOW its short but it will have to do for now my friends….I have started college so please bear with me…earning a degree in Business is a lot harder then you think it is……