A Private Show
Gambit's breaths began to get heavy, as he stared at Rogue's back, as she led him towards her room. He was already stiff enough; ready to be taken by her. Something he'd been waiting for since the first moment he laid eyes on her. Now, was his chance; it was now or never. She finally opened the door to her room, letting him walk in first. He did so, with her following and finally closing the door after them.
Rogue locked the doorknob behind her, as she leaned against the door, staring at him. He turned to look at her, slipping out of his trench coat. Her pale cheeks flushed with a tint of red, which made Gambit smile. He walked towards her, the smile still playing his lips. He grabbed onto her hips, pulling her towards him, causing her to squeal from surprise. His eyes stared into hers, his usual trademark charming grin causing her knees to grow weak. "I-I thought you....you wanted a private show?" She stuttered.
Gambit let out a laugh, "Ain't got time for that chere." He smirked.
Rogue smiled at his comment; he wanted her and she knew it. The thought thrilled her.
His smile faded, as he pushed her against the wooden door with a slight "thud", as his mouth claimed over hers. His tongue parted her lips, tasting the alcohol in her mouth. He broke away, breathing heavily with the lust building within him, as his hands moved to the strings tied up the front of her corset.
He grinned, as he began to slowly pull the knot, letting loose the two strands of stings to hang in front. His hands pried the corset loose, and he finally lifted it over her head with her help of lifting her arms. He tossed it behind him, and groaned, as his hands moved to the button of her vinyl pants.
Rogue quickly grabbed his hands, and pulled them away from her pants, "You're turn." She smiled.
Gambit raised an eyebrow coyly. "You wanna play, huh?" He smiled.
He grabbed onto his baggy black shirt, and lifted it up, slipping it over him, exposing the fine chiseled muscles underneath. He let the shirt drop to the floor, and he grabbed onto her pants, beginning to unbutton them.
He then kissed her again, hungrily, as he lifted her up off of the floor.
Rogue could hear a groan from his throat, as he lifted her up, feeling his arousal grinding against her from under his black wide legged jeans.
He walked her towards the bed, still carrying her, as his mouth still kept onto hers, his tongue finally exploring inside of her mouth.
He broke away from her, to lie her down at the edge of the full sized bed in her room. He stood at the edge of the bed, staring down at her, the years of frustrated lust finally showing on his face.
He leaned down, to pull the vinyl pants from her, exposing her body clad only in the lingerie he saw a few moments ago in the ballroom.
He grinned, as he leaned down to lie on top of her, feeling her bare skin from her legs pressed against his bare sides. He kissed her demandingly, almost wanting to devour her.
Rogue's hands weaved into his short brown hair, loving the silk feeling of his hair entwining within her fingers.
Gambit's hands moved up her sides, slowly, feeling every inch of her bare skin being able to touch his own.
He wanted her; he wanted her desperately since he first saw her. He imagined this moment, replaying it in his head over and over; almost depressed that it would never happen. But, with the invention of Hank McCoy, the collar to suppress the X Gene within a mutant, it was now happening.
Rogue's hands moved towards his jeans, tugging at them, signaling for him to take them off.
Gambit got the concept; he broke away from her, sitting up on his knees, and hastily took off his jeans, followed by the boxers underneath. He kicked them off to the floor.
She shyly looked away, suddenly, as she saw a glimpse of something she had never seen before in real life. A glimpse of his arousal finally free of the cover of clothing.
Gambit's eyebrow rose coyly, "Why the sudden shyness, petite?" He smiled.
Rogue shook her head, in an attempt to break the redness of her cheeks. He only smiled, as he grabbed onto her, pushing his arms between her back and the bed.
He lifted her up effortlessly, groaning as he did so. Rogue sat up on her knees, looking up at him, running her bare hands up his chest, tracing the muscles so well defined with her fingers.
His hands reached behind her, unbuckling the green vinyl bra, and let it loose from her shoulders. The collar was ignored; he knew he had to keep that on her, in order to fulfill what he had fantasized about for so long.
Rogue tilted her head back, as Gambit placed his mouth to her throat. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him against her, feeling his chest press against her bare breasts.
His tongue slowly moved up her throat, finally reaching her mouth. He slid his tongue in her mouth, feeding her longing for a kiss. She could feel his hands moving to the hemline of the matching green vinyl panties; his thumbs squeezing into the thin bikini line, finally pulling them down.
She let loose, to help with his undressing of her. She stood on the bed; kicking away the last article of clothing he had pulled off of her, onto the floor. He looked up at her, his eyes searching every inch of her bare body standing in front of him.
His hands began to move slowly up the bare skin of her legs, towards the very enticing peak of her thighs.
He pressed his lips to her abdomen, only briefly, to pull her down towards him. They knelt in front of each other, their hands exploring each inch of their bodies; something Rogue thought she would never be able to do.
Gambit realized; he'd had enough of the teasing. He was ready to snap! He growled as he turned her over onto her back, resting his hips in between her thighs.
Rogue loved every minute of it; the thought of how bad he had wanted her all this time had caused fantasies to roll through her mind. Finally; finally the desire could be released.
Her thoughts were settled, as he planted his lips onto hers, his hands pulling hers above her head. He planted both of her hands above her head, with only one of his hands, as he reached down towards his own arousal with his free hand. He swallowed her gasp, as he slid into her, feeling the warmth and wetness surround him.
He lied still for a moment, wanting her to get used to him inside of her. He could feel the puncture he had made as he entered into her; he knew she was giving herself to someone for the first time.
Breaking the kiss, he stared at her, as her eyes fluttered to a close. He took both of his hands, and entwined his fingers with hers, planting her hands above her head onto the bed. "You alright petite?" He whispered.
Rogue breathed heavily for a few moments; finally getting used to the feeling of him. She gulped, opening her eyes, and nodded. Her heart melted, as he grinned at her answer.
She lifted her hips, inviting for him to move. His hands moved down her arms, slowly, almost tickling her skin. He cupped her breasts within his hands, massaging the nipples that grew hard underneath his palms.
He finally rested his elbows onto the sides of her head, pushing his arms under hers, embracing her within his grip. He heard a moan rise from her, as he slowly moved within her.
Tilting her head back, she felt him place his lips at the nape of her neck, his tongue sliding up to her earlobe. She could feel him begin to move rhythmically inside, as he buried his face into the crease of her shoulder.
A smile played her lips, as she shut her eyes, hearing groans escape from him. He pulled his face away to look at her, wanting to see the look of sheer ecstasy wash over her face. "Look at me, chere." He breathed through his groaning.
Rogue's eyes opened slowly. Her green eyes met with his gaze, as he continued to thrust within her. Suddenly, she could feel herself pulsate; an unfamiliar feeling beginning to rise from inside of her. She saw his eyes shut, as he let out a loud groan, continuing to move.
She couldn't fight the silence any longer; she fulfilled his silent wishes, of filling his ears with the sounds of pleasure from her throat.
He could feel the climax begin to rise within him, as well as her. He planted his lips onto hers, their tongues beginning to entwine, as they swallowed each other's moans. He could feel the pulsating from her; causing him to move faster.
The moans in her throat became louder through their kiss, as she locked her legs around his waist, pulling him towards her, wanting more. She could feel it; she could feel the pleasure begin to roll over her in waves.
The pressure of her legs against his bare skin caused him to break. She slammed her fingers onto his back, digging her nails into the skin as she thrust her hips upward, causing him to penetrate her deeper. Her body began to slightly convulse as she reached the peak of release.
Breaking the kiss, Gambit could feel her beginning to writhe from under him. He knew she was at her breaking point; just as he was. Finally, with a hard thrust into her, they reached to the point of no return; something that he knew he was going to be the only one to bring her to. He felt the slight convulsions within her, as he finally spilled into her.
As they shuddered in unison, he slowed to a stop. They lied entwined together for moments; not moving. The only movements made were the heaving of their chests, as they tried to catch their breaths of exhaustion.
Finally, he moved, only to look at her. He ran his hand down the side of her face gently, as a smile played his lips. She let out a sheepish laugh, almost embarrassed at what she had just done. As if he sensed her sudden shyness, he finally spoke lightly, "No need to be embarrassed, Rogue. You did nothing wrong. This stays between you and me." He smiled.
With that, he kissed her briefly. He buried his face in the nape of her neck, as she held him close to her, hugging onto him. "Finally." She breathed out.
She heard a slight chuckle escape his throat, "Yeah." He answered her.
