Quick Note: I so hope I'm not losing faith in my audience. I've received a
few complaints about Rogue and her problem. If a drug was the only way you
could experience something like touching wouldn't you be hooked on it too?
Rogue walked into Scotts bedroom. He didn't have a room mate, so the large room was all his. Rogue couldn't ever remember being in here before. The bed was neatly made, the blue blanket tucked under the mattress at the sides. On top of his dresser she noticed a pile of broken sunglasses and visors. He had a balcony like most of the larger bedrooms did, his faced the lake just like Kurt's.
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Scott asked innocently.
'He's so naïve.." Rogue thought quickly in her head. "Scott, Ah'm not tellin' anyone but you about this.." She began.
"Rogue you can tell me anything. Being part of the X-Men means we will always be there for each other." Scott played the leader well.
"Well, while Ah was gone, Ah discovered somethin." Rogue walked closer towards him. She reached out an exposed hand towards his face.
He instinctively backed away. "What are you doing?"
"Just trust me." She reached her hand towards his quivering face. Or what she thought looked like quivering. He felt her cold hand touch his cheek.
"Rogue, does the Professor know?" he asked looking at the hand that was now firmly planted on his cheek.
"No." She stepped up so she was standing just in front of him and cradled his face with her other hand. "This can be our little secret."
"Rogue, whoa, I'm happy you can control your power now, but..."
She looked into his crimson shades, and suddenly felt the urge to kiss him. He was so adorable. She went for it. It wouldn't have been something regular Rogue would have done. Regular Rogue didn't have enough guts to look at him when Jean was in the room. But Ecstasy Rogue did it. And she instantly regretted it.
She quickly, before he could protest, kissed him. Gently at first and then with force. Rogue had been playing this kiss, their first kiss, over and over in her head a million times. She had outcome it almost everyway.
She had anticipated Scott kissing back, or Scott pushing her away. But she had never anticipated what happened next.
She at first melted into the kiss. She had even felt Scott kissing back.
"You taste like cherries."
She backed up, surprised. "What did you say?" She asked him quickly.
"Um I said I was glad you could control your power but.. And then you kissed me." He offered.
"Oh sorry, she looked down, embarrassed. Ah guess I'm just tired."
Well maybe you should get back to your room anyway." He sounded unsure.
"Well, alright." she slowly said. But the drugs power was still growing inside of her. She needed to be touched. She was craving it like a cat in heat. Before she could stop herself her lips met Scott's again, this time more passionately then the first. After a few moments of adjusting to what was happening, Scott wrapped his strong arms around her waist, allowing his hands to explore her curves.
"You're skin is so silky and smooth.."
She stopped kissing him and looked at him blankly.
"Did you hear something else?" he asked, his eyes reflecting frustration and confusion.
"No." she quickly lied, as she embraced him again.
"No one has ever made me feel this way before, chérie."
"That's not funny!" She yelled at Scott. "Don't call me that!"
"I didn't call you anything!" he defended himself. "Look Rogue this was a mistake. Just go back to your room, we can talk about it later."
Rogue's eyes went temporarily out of focus as it dawned on her what was happening. "He's still in my head!"
"Who's in your head?" Scott arched an eyebrow.
"Remy! Ah gotta go!" she turned around, and ran out of the room, right past Jean.
"What was her problem?" she asked Scott, who couldn't help looking a bit disappointed.
Rogue once again found herself back in the park. She crossed her arms against the night chill and looked up at the sparkling black sky. Everything was ruined. Remy was out of her life, and she had just ruined her chances with the only other guy who she would consider relationship material.
She sighed deeply and used the cuff of her sweatshirt to wipe away a tear. Her life sucked.
"I'm sorry." A familiar voice came from a cluster of trees.
"What for?" Rogue asked, still looking at the twinkling stars.
"Not understandin' you cherie."
"Well you should be sorry." Rogue glanced angrily to the side as Remy crossed the gap between them.
"I am, let me make it up to you." He smiled his smile that made Rogue feel completely helpless.
She couldn't help but smile back. "What did you have in mind?"
"How 'bout we start over? Brand new." He lightly touched her face. "This time, no arguments and such."
"Sounds like a good deal." Rogue smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Alright then, my name is Remy LeBeau."
"My friends call me Rogue."
"Nice to meet ya Rogue."
I hope you all didn't lose faith in me after chapter 6. This is a Romy fic and of course Ill deliver just that. Review! Pretty please!
Rogue walked into Scotts bedroom. He didn't have a room mate, so the large room was all his. Rogue couldn't ever remember being in here before. The bed was neatly made, the blue blanket tucked under the mattress at the sides. On top of his dresser she noticed a pile of broken sunglasses and visors. He had a balcony like most of the larger bedrooms did, his faced the lake just like Kurt's.
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Scott asked innocently.
'He's so naïve.." Rogue thought quickly in her head. "Scott, Ah'm not tellin' anyone but you about this.." She began.
"Rogue you can tell me anything. Being part of the X-Men means we will always be there for each other." Scott played the leader well.
"Well, while Ah was gone, Ah discovered somethin." Rogue walked closer towards him. She reached out an exposed hand towards his face.
He instinctively backed away. "What are you doing?"
"Just trust me." She reached her hand towards his quivering face. Or what she thought looked like quivering. He felt her cold hand touch his cheek.
"Rogue, does the Professor know?" he asked looking at the hand that was now firmly planted on his cheek.
"No." She stepped up so she was standing just in front of him and cradled his face with her other hand. "This can be our little secret."
"Rogue, whoa, I'm happy you can control your power now, but..."
She looked into his crimson shades, and suddenly felt the urge to kiss him. He was so adorable. She went for it. It wouldn't have been something regular Rogue would have done. Regular Rogue didn't have enough guts to look at him when Jean was in the room. But Ecstasy Rogue did it. And she instantly regretted it.
She quickly, before he could protest, kissed him. Gently at first and then with force. Rogue had been playing this kiss, their first kiss, over and over in her head a million times. She had outcome it almost everyway.
She had anticipated Scott kissing back, or Scott pushing her away. But she had never anticipated what happened next.
She at first melted into the kiss. She had even felt Scott kissing back.
"You taste like cherries."
She backed up, surprised. "What did you say?" She asked him quickly.
"Um I said I was glad you could control your power but.. And then you kissed me." He offered.
"Oh sorry, she looked down, embarrassed. Ah guess I'm just tired."
Well maybe you should get back to your room anyway." He sounded unsure.
"Well, alright." she slowly said. But the drugs power was still growing inside of her. She needed to be touched. She was craving it like a cat in heat. Before she could stop herself her lips met Scott's again, this time more passionately then the first. After a few moments of adjusting to what was happening, Scott wrapped his strong arms around her waist, allowing his hands to explore her curves.
"You're skin is so silky and smooth.."
She stopped kissing him and looked at him blankly.
"Did you hear something else?" he asked, his eyes reflecting frustration and confusion.
"No." she quickly lied, as she embraced him again.
"No one has ever made me feel this way before, chérie."
"That's not funny!" She yelled at Scott. "Don't call me that!"
"I didn't call you anything!" he defended himself. "Look Rogue this was a mistake. Just go back to your room, we can talk about it later."
Rogue's eyes went temporarily out of focus as it dawned on her what was happening. "He's still in my head!"
"Who's in your head?" Scott arched an eyebrow.
"Remy! Ah gotta go!" she turned around, and ran out of the room, right past Jean.
"What was her problem?" she asked Scott, who couldn't help looking a bit disappointed.
Rogue once again found herself back in the park. She crossed her arms against the night chill and looked up at the sparkling black sky. Everything was ruined. Remy was out of her life, and she had just ruined her chances with the only other guy who she would consider relationship material.
She sighed deeply and used the cuff of her sweatshirt to wipe away a tear. Her life sucked.
"I'm sorry." A familiar voice came from a cluster of trees.
"What for?" Rogue asked, still looking at the twinkling stars.
"Not understandin' you cherie."
"Well you should be sorry." Rogue glanced angrily to the side as Remy crossed the gap between them.
"I am, let me make it up to you." He smiled his smile that made Rogue feel completely helpless.
She couldn't help but smile back. "What did you have in mind?"
"How 'bout we start over? Brand new." He lightly touched her face. "This time, no arguments and such."
"Sounds like a good deal." Rogue smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Alright then, my name is Remy LeBeau."
"My friends call me Rogue."
"Nice to meet ya Rogue."
I hope you all didn't lose faith in me after chapter 6. This is a Romy fic and of course Ill deliver just that. Review! Pretty please!
