~*…*~ :- thoughts
Pitt-Patt, Pitt-Patt The soothing rhythm of the rain hitting the window- pane calmed her as she stared outside to the gray skies. ~*Talk about tha weather reflecting mah mood*~ Aimlessly she traced the trails of water on the glass as she looked outiside onto the brotherhood lawn.. Suddenly she saw two figures, a couple. running about in the rain, the guy topless and the girl with a white streak in her hair…
"Remy Ah'm gonna get ya I swear!"
"Den come on chere." His lips turning upwards into their trademark smirk.
"Ya asked foh it!" with that she flew up and jumped down onto him causing the two to fall into drenched laughing heap covered with mud from the soil. She sat straddling him, two hands on his well-toned chest.
"If ya wan' meh ta get up ya gotta say Ah'm yah're master" she said taunting him.
"Hmm I don' know chere. Dis position is quite comfortable…" he said winking.
"Charma."
"Fine den. I'll say it. 'I am y'r master'."
Rogue laughed. "Okay then ah'll get up." She made a motion as if to rise, but before she could Remy held her.
"Aww wait chere. Just stay here f'r a while? Y'r my master.. " he added grinning like a cheshire cat.
"Y' gotta say more than that swamp rat," she replied laughing.
"Remy is y's slave n' y'r Remy's queen"
"Go on…" she 'ordered' as she laughed.
Remy suddenly became still. Slowly he reached up towards her and stroked her cheek. "Y'r my queen. My queen of hearts." She stopped laughing and blushed.
"Come here," She brought him up until his face was facing hers, his red eyes glowing, staring deep into her own, entrancing her as they moved closer and closer…
Pietro entered the room. He had heard voices which was odd since all the brotherhood members were out apart from Rogue. He saw her sitting in front of a window pane looking outside laughing softly. Feeling as if he had intruded at the wrong time he turned to leave only to stop short as he heard her voice. "Come here…" He turned back round.
"Rogue?"
Rogue jumped up at her name. She turned behind her to see Remy standing there in his boxers, hair tousled, lips set in a smirk, like he just got up from bed. She smiled. "Sorry if ah woke ya up honey..."
Pietro nearly jumped out of his skin. ~*Did she just call me honey?*~
"… ah was dreaming about us."
His normally fast heart paced even faster causing him to almost blackout. "Wh-wh….?"
She got up and casually sauntered over to him. His voice stuck in his throat. Her hair was down, flowing in soft waved of milk chocolate and cream, with a peach summer dress on that flowed - accentuating her curves, her emerald eyes sparkling making her look like some unknown secret goddess. She placed her finger on his lips.
"Shh sugah…"
Before he could say a word she had planted her lips onto his, her tongue stroking his own with slow deliberate movements. It took some time for him to get over the initial shock before he responded with his own., soon the pace started to fasten, as he tried to explore every single inch of her mouth hungrily, his hands starting to caress her back as their movement started to become more rapid.They finally broke off, their breathing coming out in ragged strips. She looked up at him and smiled, then she lay her head in his chest peaceful and content.
"Ah love ya. Ah love ya foreva, ya know that don't ya? Ya're mah swamp rat. Mah Remy,"
Pietro stiffened visibly and drew back, his heart slowly breaking as he started to understand what had just happened.
"Remy? Sugah whats wrong?"
'His' name brought another piercing pain to his heart. He felt like his stomach was threatening to spill its contents out of his throat, which was aching dry, as if all its moisture had gone into his eyes. He clenched his teeth to stop tears from flowing. "I'm. not. Remy."
Rogue looked up to him in confusion. Yet she had to admit he seemed to look different now. His hair was starting to get white streaks in it and oddly enough it seemed like his features were starting to chip off one by one until…
"Pietro?!?" she looked around. She wasn't in the New Orleans home Remy and her owned. She was in the brotherhood house. With a flash she recalled everything that had occurred. She looked up to see Pietro, his face set apart from his eyes that shone with water. She brought her hand to her lips. What had she done? She had thrown herself at her friend. Her saviour. She had risked any friendship that they held for what? An illusion. A dream.
"No…"
Pietro looked at her. Did he repulse her that much? ~*You were a fool Pietro. Why on earth would someone like Rogue ever like someone like you? You lost her to that cajun charmer once and you're probably never going to get her back now. You should have stopped her. You knew it wasn't you she was talking about, its never you. It was either Lance or Scott and now Remy. You fooled yourself into thinking you had a chance and now look where you are. She doen't love you. She never has and she never will.*~
"Well if you feel that way.." with that he turned and walked out of the room leaving her alone.
AN time!! :- weeeeee….. short I know =p chalk it up on writers block syndrome. Hope u like this! Yeah I know its kinda depressin but hey at least they kissed ! ill try 2 put the next chap as soon as poss. To my reviewers I luv all of u!! (n ur stories!). cyaz luv linkin ~
Pitt-Patt, Pitt-Patt The soothing rhythm of the rain hitting the window- pane calmed her as she stared outside to the gray skies. ~*Talk about tha weather reflecting mah mood*~ Aimlessly she traced the trails of water on the glass as she looked outiside onto the brotherhood lawn.. Suddenly she saw two figures, a couple. running about in the rain, the guy topless and the girl with a white streak in her hair…
"Remy Ah'm gonna get ya I swear!"
"Den come on chere." His lips turning upwards into their trademark smirk.
"Ya asked foh it!" with that she flew up and jumped down onto him causing the two to fall into drenched laughing heap covered with mud from the soil. She sat straddling him, two hands on his well-toned chest.
"If ya wan' meh ta get up ya gotta say Ah'm yah're master" she said taunting him.
"Hmm I don' know chere. Dis position is quite comfortable…" he said winking.
"Charma."
"Fine den. I'll say it. 'I am y'r master'."
Rogue laughed. "Okay then ah'll get up." She made a motion as if to rise, but before she could Remy held her.
"Aww wait chere. Just stay here f'r a while? Y'r my master.. " he added grinning like a cheshire cat.
"Y' gotta say more than that swamp rat," she replied laughing.
"Remy is y's slave n' y'r Remy's queen"
"Go on…" she 'ordered' as she laughed.
Remy suddenly became still. Slowly he reached up towards her and stroked her cheek. "Y'r my queen. My queen of hearts." She stopped laughing and blushed.
"Come here," She brought him up until his face was facing hers, his red eyes glowing, staring deep into her own, entrancing her as they moved closer and closer…
Pietro entered the room. He had heard voices which was odd since all the brotherhood members were out apart from Rogue. He saw her sitting in front of a window pane looking outside laughing softly. Feeling as if he had intruded at the wrong time he turned to leave only to stop short as he heard her voice. "Come here…" He turned back round.
"Rogue?"
Rogue jumped up at her name. She turned behind her to see Remy standing there in his boxers, hair tousled, lips set in a smirk, like he just got up from bed. She smiled. "Sorry if ah woke ya up honey..."
Pietro nearly jumped out of his skin. ~*Did she just call me honey?*~
"… ah was dreaming about us."
His normally fast heart paced even faster causing him to almost blackout. "Wh-wh….?"
She got up and casually sauntered over to him. His voice stuck in his throat. Her hair was down, flowing in soft waved of milk chocolate and cream, with a peach summer dress on that flowed - accentuating her curves, her emerald eyes sparkling making her look like some unknown secret goddess. She placed her finger on his lips.
"Shh sugah…"
Before he could say a word she had planted her lips onto his, her tongue stroking his own with slow deliberate movements. It took some time for him to get over the initial shock before he responded with his own., soon the pace started to fasten, as he tried to explore every single inch of her mouth hungrily, his hands starting to caress her back as their movement started to become more rapid.They finally broke off, their breathing coming out in ragged strips. She looked up at him and smiled, then she lay her head in his chest peaceful and content.
"Ah love ya. Ah love ya foreva, ya know that don't ya? Ya're mah swamp rat. Mah Remy,"
Pietro stiffened visibly and drew back, his heart slowly breaking as he started to understand what had just happened.
"Remy? Sugah whats wrong?"
'His' name brought another piercing pain to his heart. He felt like his stomach was threatening to spill its contents out of his throat, which was aching dry, as if all its moisture had gone into his eyes. He clenched his teeth to stop tears from flowing. "I'm. not. Remy."
Rogue looked up to him in confusion. Yet she had to admit he seemed to look different now. His hair was starting to get white streaks in it and oddly enough it seemed like his features were starting to chip off one by one until…
"Pietro?!?" she looked around. She wasn't in the New Orleans home Remy and her owned. She was in the brotherhood house. With a flash she recalled everything that had occurred. She looked up to see Pietro, his face set apart from his eyes that shone with water. She brought her hand to her lips. What had she done? She had thrown herself at her friend. Her saviour. She had risked any friendship that they held for what? An illusion. A dream.
"No…"
Pietro looked at her. Did he repulse her that much? ~*You were a fool Pietro. Why on earth would someone like Rogue ever like someone like you? You lost her to that cajun charmer once and you're probably never going to get her back now. You should have stopped her. You knew it wasn't you she was talking about, its never you. It was either Lance or Scott and now Remy. You fooled yourself into thinking you had a chance and now look where you are. She doen't love you. She never has and she never will.*~
"Well if you feel that way.." with that he turned and walked out of the room leaving her alone.
AN time!! :- weeeeee….. short I know =p chalk it up on writers block syndrome. Hope u like this! Yeah I know its kinda depressin but hey at least they kissed ! ill try 2 put the next chap as soon as poss. To my reviewers I luv all of u!! (n ur stories!). cyaz luv linkin ~