Don't own anything but the poem
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*Right Now*
The moments have passed
It's time to be free
To allow the things to change
No need to deny anymore
No need to fight
We can do this
We can be together right now
Are you willing?
Are you ready?
Are you ready for me?
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It was as if fate had decided to play its hand because they were alone for the first time that morning. She was pouring herself a bowl of cornflakes and he had come down for his morning coffee. It was now or never. He licked his dry lips and saw her hand shaking, she knew he was near. He ran his long tapered fingers through his auburn hair. It fell back against his cheek, he saw her catch her breath.
This time nothing interrupted them. He reached out his hand and grazed her cheek. She turned to it and kissed the palm, he didn't feel the wave of dizziness that usually would have engulfed him. With a sudden burst of desire he grabbed her by the waist and yanked her to him. The heat of their bodies blended into one.
He kissed her roughly and lost control of all his thoughts, and so did she. Suddenly the intense pull that took over his mind caused him to break away. He smiled at her as he fell limply to his knees and submitted himself to unconsciousness. A few moments later Scott walked in, he saw the Cajun on the floor and Rogue standing over her him with swollen lips, he guessed what had happened.
"I couldn't concentrate," she said. Scott nodded and helped her take Remy's limp body to his room. She sat by his bed and held him with her gloved hand, he would wake up soon and they'd end things the way they were meant to end.
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It was as if fate had decided to play its hand because they were alone for the first time that morning. She was pouring herself a bowl of cornflakes and he had come down for his morning coffee. It was now or never. He licked his dry lips and saw her hand shaking, she knew he was near. He ran his long tapered fingers through his auburn hair. It fell back against his cheek, he saw her catch her breath.
This time nothing interrupted them. He reached out his hand and grazed her cheek. She turned to it and kissed the palm, he didn't feel the wave of dizziness that usually would have engulfed him. With a sudden burst of desire he grabbed her by the waist and yanked her to him. The heat of their bodies blended into one.
He kissed her roughly and lost control of all his thoughts, and so did she. Suddenly the intense pull that took over his mind caused him to break away. He smiled at her as he fell limply to his knees and submitted himself to unconsciousness. A few moments later Scott walked in, he saw the Cajun on the floor and Rogue standing over her him with swollen lips, he guessed what had happened.
"I couldn't concentrate," she said. Scott nodded and helped her take Remy's limp body to his room. She sat by his bed and held him with her gloved hand, he would wake up soon and they'd end things the way they were meant to end.