Note : Okay, now that chapter woke me up at 12:30, I had to get up and start up my computer to write it down in order to get some sleep. So I wrote. The problem is, I'm not tired anymore! Oh well, I certainly won't sleep here, might as well go lie down. **yawn**  Oh, the characters aren't mine, they are Marvel's. I do get paid for this: your reviews are wonderful, and I can't wait getting on my computer tomorrow (maybe I should say later… bah, forget it) to see what you told me! Thanks for being so supportive!

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Chapter 17

A nice way to wake up

I raised a hand and looked at the diamond on my hand, glowing white, blue and gray in the moonlight. I had been looking at it since this afternoon, when Remy had given it to me. In fact, it wasn't on my finger for three seconds and all of the other girls had seen it, except me. I smiled. My heart was beating wildly since yesterday, when Remy had proposed, and I could always hear it when everything was silent. How could I ever have hesitated? This is all I ever wanted, I just never even thought it would happen to me. I had panicked. Remy stirred in his sleep, turning to fit his stomach on my back, spoon-style, and putting an arm around my waist. He put his face in the hollow of my neck and sighted deeply as he fell back into deep sleep. I closed my eyes, content.

I couldn't fall asleep, though. We had put on some additional blankets on the bed, and having Remy's body close to mine was like sleeping next to a cast-iron radiator. An hour later, I was still staring out the window, sweating. The curtains weren't completely pulled and let in some light through a crack, and I could see big fluffy snowflakes silently falling outside. The sky was a clear gray despite the late hour, and I could almost clearly see in the room. I flipped over and huddled close into Remy's arms. He didn't even move, and his breath was deep and regular. A few locks of his shoulder-length auburn hair were falling down on his face, gently stirring under his breath. I reached up with my hand and gently pulled them back to look at him. With his features relaxed and a light smile on his lips, he looked so peaceful my heart gave a squeeze. I put my nose in the hollow of his neck, closing my eyes. He smelled good, a mix of light sweat, lavender scented soap and shampoo, and the light spicy smell of his after shave.

After shave? I suddently opened my eyes and put a light hand on his smooth cheek. He had shaved, probably just before coming to sleep. I pouted, disapointed. When Remy shaved just before going to bed, it wasn't to spare the pillows. He had probably wanted me, and I had fallen asleep in the ten minutes between the moment I came in bed, and the moment he did, only to wake up a few minutes after he had fallen asleep. I smiled.

I gently let my hand run down from his cheek. I put my arm around his chest, letting my hand continue its quest on the smooth skin of his back. I gently kissed his chest, hearing the beating of his heart slowly accelerating as he came to a state of half-consciousness. My hand went down a little further, almost not touching, cupping his round buttocks, running in the hairs on his thigh, going upwards again. He took a sharp intake of breath when I touched him with my always cold hands, and the arm and hand in my back tightened a bit. He groaned, now fully awake, when my caress went further. His hand left my back and came under my chin, lifting it so his mouth met mine. My lips parted instantly and his tongue touched my lips, searching my tongue, while he raised his body and came over mine, taking both my arms and putting them over my head, pinning me under him, his weight resting on his elbows. The kiss deepened as his left hand went down while the other grabbed one of my hands, twinning his fingers with mine. I raised an arm and entwinned my fingers in his dishelved locks, and I arched my back, inviting him. He understood the invitation and entered me slowly, burrying his head in the hollow of my neck, while I told him I loved him in all ways possible, gripping the powerful shoulders of my lover, whispering his name in his ear over and over again, as powerful waves came from my womb and into my veins to take me over and turn me into a living sensation.

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He gently closed the bedroom door behind him and smiled at the corridor. He had been smiling at everything these last few days. Even Scott had been granted with a large and sincere grin last night at supper, and he had gave Remy a smile of his own in return. Remy had been surprised to see how much the Cykes' features were enlighted when he smiled, and had promised himself to make the guy smile, once and awhile, instead of making him yell at him. Not that it wasn't fun anymore… He would just do it less often. He smiled at the staircase, and rushed down for breakfast. Entering the kitchen, he bumped into a grouchy Logan, and noticed the large black circles under his eyes.

"Hey Logan, didn't sleep well?"

"In case you haven't noticed, Gumbo, my room's right next to yours. I haven't had a decent night' sleep for a few days." His cold blue stare looked directly into Remy's, but he could swear he saw a flicker of humor in the wolf's eyes. He shrugged.

"What d'y'want me to do, Logan?"

"Sleep, Gumbo. A good night' sleep wouldn't do you any harm, either." Remy smiled to Logan, and heard a giggle. He turned to see Jubilee, putting a generous dose of mapple syrup and cream in a bowl full of strawberries.

"Well dat's what I call a good breakfast, Jubes. Ye're gonna gain some weight if ye eat like dat every morning" he said to her (with a smile, of course). She smiled back and opened her mouth to reply when someone else came in the kitchen. Remy looked over his shoulder and met Xavier's eyes.

"Oh, hello, Professor."

"Good morning, Remy, Jubilee" he greeted, noding to Jubilee, who noded in return. "Remy, I would like it if you and Rogue came into my office sometime this morning. We have a subject of most important manner to talk about."

To be continued!

Sweet dreams everyone!