AN: So I guess I could almost say this is a reboot. The last time I worked on this was 31st October 2010. Geez...I do plan on going back and revamping previous chapters cos honestly...they are a mess. I'd be surprised if any new readers actually make it through all of that drivel to this new chapter.
So yeah...this chapter...a little bit of an adult rating maybe although it is pretty tame (but I did warn you so if you have sensitive eyes skip down to the first line break ;-D )
Anyway enjoy I hope its ok; it was inspired by the news about Days of Future Past movie - if you all havn't heard Anna Paquin (Rogue) Shawn Ashmore (Iceman) and Ellen Page (Shadowcat) have all signed on yay! So this adds on to current actors Famke Jansenn (Jean Grey) Hugh Jackman (Wolverine) Ian McKellan (Magneto Snr) Patrick Stewart (Prof Xavier Snr) James McAvoy (Prof Xavier Jnr) and Michael Fassbender (Magneto Jnr)
...Now all Bryan Singer needs to do is write in James Marsden (Cyclops) and Taylor Kitsch (Gambit) and all my fantasies will be complete!
Drop me a review X-Fans! It's good to be back :-D
Hush...
Remy LeBeau had been hiding out at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters now for almost six months. He had been spending a lot of time with Rogue and was beginning to feel guilty about it. She had fallen completely over heels for him and he knew he was going to have to do a runner pretty soon. Despite Gambit's best efforts not to admit it, he was growing pretty fond of her aswell. He was only going to put her and the others in danger if he stayed and no matter how hard he tried to hide; the past was finally catching up with him. Wolverine was breathing down his neck every opportunity he got and not only because of the way he behaved around Rogue.
On the night in question he acted like everything was completely normal. He always had a perfect poker face but he almost slipped when saying goodnight to his girl. They had been watching a movie in her room and once it was finished he made a move to retreat to his room. She didn't want him to leave and made it perfectly clear when she climbed on top of his lap; straddling him.
"Mmmm Chere; you'll be the death of me." He groaned.
"I don't want you to go yet." She smiled coyly. Her hips were dangerously close to his. It had been amazing how far they had actually progressed in a semi-sexual relationship with clothes staying firmly in place. She slid her pelvis firmly onto his hips trying to keep him right where he was. Remy was smarter than that and lifted her up, flipping her over and back onto the bed; this time he was on top of her. "You want to play it like dis huh?"
"Remy…."
He moved his hand down towards her legs, she was wearing a short skirt with pantyhose underneath and he chose to take advantage of the situation. He reached his hand up and began to run his fingers along her underwear. She was gasping lightly at his touch; this was nothing new for them, but it was as far as they had dared to take things. Which was why she was surprised when he skillfully removed both her hosiery and underwear in one swift motion. He slid down to kneel on the floor.
"Umm…Remy…not that I'm complainin' but what are you doing?"
"Shh…trust me Rogue, I'm not going to hurt you." He made sure his entire hand was covered with the same sort of glove he would wear if he didn't want to leave prints behind. Skin tight but light as a feather.
Rogue was gasping in nervous anticipation and threw her head back when Gambit began to touch her properly. She began moaning as he carefully pushed a finger inside her and once she was used to it he added another and began a gentle rhythm, in and out..
She was thoroughly enjoying this new sensation and couldn't stop moaning. He was slowly bringing her to an orgasm and he loved it.
"Chere; not that Gambit don't appreciate the noises you're making you need to hush or you'll wake the whole hallway."
"Remy…I….oh my god…what are you…ugh…." She couldn't even form coherent speech anymore and he knew she was close.
He moved his other hand to rub her most sensitive spot; forming circles with his thumb. He watched with a slight grin as she bit down on her lip trying to keep her noise to a minimum and loved watching her face. Despite their previous bedroom encounters he was sure this was her first orgasm. He felt her muscles wrap around his fingers and he kept gently rubbing as her muscles began to relax and she came down from the high. She was still gasping when he lay back down on the bed next to her.
"I take it you enjoyed that." He teased.
"What did you do?" She gasped.
"Just a little bit of Gambit magic, that's all." He rolled off of the bed.
"Where are you going?" She reached for him.
"Gambit gotta go get some shut-eye." He kissed her on the top of the head. "Sweet dreams Mon Cherie."
He wanted to tell her he was leaving, and cursed himself as he retreated back to his own room. The fact he had taken their relationship as far to the next level as possible would only hurt her more in the morning to find he had taken off. He packed his things and pulled on his trench. He made a last minute stop back into Rogue's room and left an envelope on the pillow next to her head. She stirred a little and for a moment Gambit thought she might wake so he quickly retreated. In his haste he fumbled with the doorknob and made more noise than he would have liked. He quickly pulled the door closed behind him and swiftly made off down the hallway.
Rogue woke and rolled over hoping to find him; and that it hadn't been a dream.
"Back for round two Remy?" She opened her eyes to find the envelope addressed to 'Chere'.
She tore it open quickly. "No…no…no" She muttered as she ripped into it. It didn't say much only that he had to leave and wasn't sure when he would back. He cared about her and hoped she didn't think he was only using her. That she was special. It was signed 'Your Remy'.
Rogue cursed as she leapt from her bed. He couldn't have gotten far so she dressed faster than she ever had before in her life. She pulled on a pair of jeans, a button down shirt and her long coat. She grabbed her boots in one hand, wallet and phone in the other and ran down the hallway.
When she reached the staircase leading into the foyer Rogue came across a very disgruntled Logan who had clearly risen from his bed unexpectedly.
"And where do you think you're going?" He asked; clearly noticing her state of dress.
"Logan I don't have time; have you seen Gambit anywhere?"
"That Cajun has done a runner. I intercepted him on the way to the garage."
"How long ago?"
"A few minutes. I hope you're not planning on going with him." Logan wasn't an idiot. He knew they were still sneaking around behind everyone's backs despite barely speaking to each other in public.
"Would you stop me if I was?"
"Rogue…" He warned.
"Logan I really care about him and I'm old enough to make my own decisions. If he's in some sort of trouble, I need to be there for him."
He put a hand on her shoulder. "You call me. If you're ever in any trouble, call me day or night; got it?"
"Thank you." She hugged him.
Rogue ran to the garage hoping she wasn't too late. She found him pouring gas into his bike. She leaned against the doorframe.
"Taking off without saying goodbye Cajun?" She got his attention.
"Rogue…" He looked up from his gas tank. He stood up quickly. "I left you a note."
"Yeah real classy." She quipped sarcastically. She walked towards him. "Why're you taking off all of a sudden?"
"I've got some problems back home. Nothin' for you to worry 'bout though." He tried to avert her line of questioning.
"Are you comin' back?"
"I don't know if I can Chere." He told her honestly.
"Then I'm comin' with you." She said firmly.
"Heh, Gambit don't think so, Love. It not safe where I'm headed."
She blinked. He had called her Love. "I'm a big girl Remy, I can look after myself." She argued as she pulled her boots on.
"I know you can. But dis is not happening." He was also firm.
"What are you so afraid of?" She challenged.
"You can't get mixed up in dis."
"I already am. From the moment I laid eyes on yah'. I'm in way over my head. But I don't care."
Gambit's phone beeped. He pulled it out to check and found a message on it. The boys were on their way. They knew where he was.
"No more time for chit chat Rogue, it's time to go." He pulled on his motorcycle helmet and handed a spare to her. "You're sure you want to do this?" He asked her one last time.
She answered by fastening the helmet to her head. He shook his head and mounted the bike. Rogue jumped on behind him and slid her arms around his waist. He started up the bike and sped out into the night; trying to lead trouble away from the one place he was happy to call home.
