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"Hmm, we'll see about that Gambit. We shall just see."
Gambit sprawled out on the bed. Lying on his back and put his hand behind his head He closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like to make love to rogue. Was she just as fiesty in the sack as she was with their bantering conversations? He felt her warmth radiating next to him and decided then and there that he wanted to feel her, explore her.
He turned to his side facing her and motioned his gloved hand towards her arm, gently caressing it up and down.
Rogue stiffened. 'What the heck is he doing? Making moves on Meh? Well, that does feel nice...what the hay, Ahm covered up anyway! He just betray not take things too far...'
Rogue decided she wanted to get in on some feeling action too and placed a hand over his broad shoulders and started to massage it...'a gal could get used ta this' rogue smirked inwardly.
Gambit watched her hand for a minute, surprised she would make such a move but pleased nonetheless. He stared at her.
"What?"
"Noting," smiled Gambit. "Maybe go a little lower nuh? Still a bit sore der from de danger room session Gambit had with de wolverine yesterday."
"Ugh alright," Rogue motioned a bit lower above and around his chest area.
'Hehehehheheehehehe'
'What in tha world am ah doin?' Rogue thought tho she did not stop her 'exploring' and such.
Remy closed his eyes and groaned softly, lazily...maybe she rub good in o'ter places hmmmmmm..
All of a sudden Remy rolled over so her hands were now rubbing his back.
'Tha little swamp rat wants his back massaged now. What the jambalaya?'
She opens her mouth to complain, to deny that she is not his messeuse when she decides to play along instead...
To be continued...