If You Can't Say No
by Jillian
Disclaimer: Ya'll know I don't own a damn thing...
Note: memories = + + +
Music by Lenny Kravitz "If You Can't Say No", Album: 5
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It had been almost six months since Rogue had deserted Remy in Antarctica, leaving him to fend for himself in the harsh and unforgiving temperatures. For weeks afterward, the team was on edge and the tension had been steadily building. Ororo and Logan seemed to be the only ones who thought what Rogue did was wrong. Charles made many attempts to locate him on cerebro, but do to his mental shields it would be extremely difficult to find him--even if he was alive. The team even went back to Antarctica to find him, but all they found was his damaged communicator lying in the snow.
At first, Ororo was angry when she found out what Rogue had done. She wouldn't even speak to her till a few days later, and even that required extra amounts of effort to control her temper. The more time that passed, the more she blamed herself for not trying harder to find him. When it came down to it, she missed her friend...her best friend.
* * *
Ororo sat on the edge of her bed staring out of her window at the clear blue sky. A light breeze blew through her sheer curtains and danced over her body causing a few strands of her snowy white hair to brush across her face. As the sunlight poured in from the skylight above her bed, a frown crossed her face as she began to reminisce about her times with Remy right before Antarctica.
+ + + Ororo swayed her hips slightly as she danced to a sultry, sexy song by Lenny Kravitz that was playing on her stereo. While she watered her plants she mouthed the chorus while swinging her head
If you can't say no just think about
If you can't say no just think about
If you can't say no just think about me
As the music played, she set down her watering can and raised her arms above her head. Moving them seductively up and down her body, they looked almost hypnotic and as she maneuvered her wrists about. Ororo was so deep into the music that she didn't hear a knock at her door. Nor did she hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, slowly creeping up behind her. Remy stopped just a few steps behind her with a amused grin on his face. He had never seen her dance so...well, let's just say he was speechless. He knew she wouldn't like him seeing her dance in such a manner, but he couldn't resist...she looked HOT. Remy's eyes looked up and down her beautiful body, dressed only in worn out jeans that hung low on her hips and a tiny black tank top.
Remy took a seat right in front of her and gradually slumped down so that his head rested on the back of the chair. With a gleam in his blood red eyes and a smug look on his unshaven face, he sat back and enjoyed the show. Ororo gently opened her eyes only to find Remy staring intensly back at her.
"Remy!!! Goddess, what are you doing?" She was obviously startled and a little embarrassed.
"Jus' enjoyin' the show, Stormy. How come you neva let me see ya dance that way mo' often?" he said in his husky Cajun lilt.
"Because that is not the way I should dance in front of a friend, especially you Remy", she taunted.
"Aww, ya hurt mah feelin's Stormy, what's wrong...ya scared of me?", he taunted back. He slowly rose in front of her never breaking eye contact.
"You, my friend, are the last person I'm afraid of".
Remy's smile grew as he took her hand in his and placed his other hand firmly in the small of her back, holding her to him. They began to dance, gently rocking from side to side in time to the music. He spun her around and dipped her dramatically, the two obviously having a good time with each other. Remy brought her up delicately, both laughing like children. Ororo looked up at Remy with innocent eyes, the two barely moving as the last words of the music played.
"Oh Remy?"
If you can't say no just think about
"Yeah Stormy?"
If you can't say no just think about
"Don't call me that". She smirked as she flicked the tip of his nose with her fingertips
If you can't say no just think about me
+ + +
"Storm.... Storm?" Logan waved his hand in front of her face trying to get her attention.
"Oh, yes Logan. Is anything wrong?"
"No, darlin'. But a mission just came up that Chuck wants ya to take on. He's waitin' in his office for ya".
"Thank you Logan, I'll be down in a minute".
Logan walked to the door and looked back at her still sitting on the bed with a glazed, yet contemplative look in her eyes. He was about to ask her what was wrong, but changed his mind. If she wanted to talk to him about it, she would have.
When she heard the door close, she stood and walked towards the door, stopped and looked back for a moment. She sighed and quietly shut the door.
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Hope ya'll liked this chapter 'cause there's more to come, I just have to hurry up and type it. Oh, hope I didn't confuse anyone with the format when Storm was remembering a past event with Remy.
by Jillian
Disclaimer: Ya'll know I don't own a damn thing...
Note: memories = + + +
Music by Lenny Kravitz "If You Can't Say No", Album: 5
______________________________________________________________________________
It had been almost six months since Rogue had deserted Remy in Antarctica, leaving him to fend for himself in the harsh and unforgiving temperatures. For weeks afterward, the team was on edge and the tension had been steadily building. Ororo and Logan seemed to be the only ones who thought what Rogue did was wrong. Charles made many attempts to locate him on cerebro, but do to his mental shields it would be extremely difficult to find him--even if he was alive. The team even went back to Antarctica to find him, but all they found was his damaged communicator lying in the snow.
At first, Ororo was angry when she found out what Rogue had done. She wouldn't even speak to her till a few days later, and even that required extra amounts of effort to control her temper. The more time that passed, the more she blamed herself for not trying harder to find him. When it came down to it, she missed her friend...her best friend.
* * *
Ororo sat on the edge of her bed staring out of her window at the clear blue sky. A light breeze blew through her sheer curtains and danced over her body causing a few strands of her snowy white hair to brush across her face. As the sunlight poured in from the skylight above her bed, a frown crossed her face as she began to reminisce about her times with Remy right before Antarctica.
+ + + Ororo swayed her hips slightly as she danced to a sultry, sexy song by Lenny Kravitz that was playing on her stereo. While she watered her plants she mouthed the chorus while swinging her head
If you can't say no just think about
If you can't say no just think about
If you can't say no just think about me
As the music played, she set down her watering can and raised her arms above her head. Moving them seductively up and down her body, they looked almost hypnotic and as she maneuvered her wrists about. Ororo was so deep into the music that she didn't hear a knock at her door. Nor did she hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, slowly creeping up behind her. Remy stopped just a few steps behind her with a amused grin on his face. He had never seen her dance so...well, let's just say he was speechless. He knew she wouldn't like him seeing her dance in such a manner, but he couldn't resist...she looked HOT. Remy's eyes looked up and down her beautiful body, dressed only in worn out jeans that hung low on her hips and a tiny black tank top.
Remy took a seat right in front of her and gradually slumped down so that his head rested on the back of the chair. With a gleam in his blood red eyes and a smug look on his unshaven face, he sat back and enjoyed the show. Ororo gently opened her eyes only to find Remy staring intensly back at her.
"Remy!!! Goddess, what are you doing?" She was obviously startled and a little embarrassed.
"Jus' enjoyin' the show, Stormy. How come you neva let me see ya dance that way mo' often?" he said in his husky Cajun lilt.
"Because that is not the way I should dance in front of a friend, especially you Remy", she taunted.
"Aww, ya hurt mah feelin's Stormy, what's wrong...ya scared of me?", he taunted back. He slowly rose in front of her never breaking eye contact.
"You, my friend, are the last person I'm afraid of".
Remy's smile grew as he took her hand in his and placed his other hand firmly in the small of her back, holding her to him. They began to dance, gently rocking from side to side in time to the music. He spun her around and dipped her dramatically, the two obviously having a good time with each other. Remy brought her up delicately, both laughing like children. Ororo looked up at Remy with innocent eyes, the two barely moving as the last words of the music played.
"Oh Remy?"
If you can't say no just think about
"Yeah Stormy?"
If you can't say no just think about
"Don't call me that". She smirked as she flicked the tip of his nose with her fingertips
If you can't say no just think about me
+ + +
"Storm.... Storm?" Logan waved his hand in front of her face trying to get her attention.
"Oh, yes Logan. Is anything wrong?"
"No, darlin'. But a mission just came up that Chuck wants ya to take on. He's waitin' in his office for ya".
"Thank you Logan, I'll be down in a minute".
Logan walked to the door and looked back at her still sitting on the bed with a glazed, yet contemplative look in her eyes. He was about to ask her what was wrong, but changed his mind. If she wanted to talk to him about it, she would have.
When she heard the door close, she stood and walked towards the door, stopped and looked back for a moment. She sighed and quietly shut the door.
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Hope ya'll liked this chapter 'cause there's more to come, I just have to hurry up and type it. Oh, hope I didn't confuse anyone with the format when Storm was remembering a past event with Remy.