(A/N: heyooo. Sorry for the long w8, but hay. What can I say, I was tryin'
to write my other fics. I hope you enjoy this one, It's alitle touchy
feeley and it features an implied 'bed' sceen. Just to let you know, I hate
Jean Grey, and she majorley pisses me off, so like in most of my fics,
she's a bitch in this eh eh eh....well for now anyway. She will be redeamed
in the end.)
Rogue walked into the kitchen and sat on a stool. She was alone, and the tv was on the news channel. She turned up the volume, seeing a familiar face on the screen. A tall, but over waight man, with Black hair and a gotee, stood with a news reporter. Rogue dropped the remote, sitting still. "Bruice." She wisperd, her heard raceing and her breathing halting. Alistor walked pased the kitchen, and noticed her, then stopped in the doorway watching her curiousley.
"So, the confrence on the mutant menace went well Mr. Cotez?" The woman on the tv ast.
"Yes. My father and hit comitte belive that everything is to standards, and will be going in the human favour by the end of this week." Bruice stated. Then a short balding man came on the screen. "There have been more reports on mutant hate crimes around the Mississippi area. Another five bodies of mtant teens have been spotted in places such as bridges and park mamorials. Each one of these mutant children or teens, have a message, and each one is the same. 'Mutants must be removed from our society.'" The man shuffled his papers and continued. "These mutants seem to have been tourtured to no end before being brutaly murderd and placed crusifiction style in places where people gather allot. Police are lead to believe that this trail of murders is linked to the mutant body dumping are that was found onley days agao, because the hands of these too are branded with a number."
Rogue saw the flashes of how the latest body was found. The arms held out at the side of them as they remained pinned to a statue in a park in Mississippi. The mutant had a white pillow case over his head, with the message written in blood. Rogue looked away, feeling phisically sick. Thats when Alistor walked in and wraped his ams aound Rogue. She jumped and then saw him, she leaned into his chest.
"Don't worry Rogue. Your safe hear." He wisperd into her ear.
"Someone has gotta stop this." Rogue said, quietley into his chest.
Alistor nodded and pulled out of her hold and slip onto the counter top.
"Im sorry for blowin' up at ya about hittin' Scott. He did desurve it." Rogue said, turning and looking at him. He just shrugged and put on his usual smile.
"Ill forgive you if you do something for me." He said, leaning forward to wisper. He leaned into her ear, and then smirked. "Get me the chocholet chip ice cream." He wisperd then sat back laghing. Rogue roled her eyes and got what he ast for, and slammed it down on the counter as Alistor slid off. He chuckled as he opend the pot.
Alistor took out a small spoon and dove into the ivecream. He was about to bring the spoon to his mouth when Rogue walked up to him, and leaned up on her tip toes, closeing the distance between their faces. He paused and looked at her, focusing on her lips that were stripped of any colour but the natural red that they were. Rogue leaned up, three inches away from his face, feeling him hold his breath as her hand rested on his chest. She found that she had him compleatley locked in a trance, so she took his spoon and put it in her mouth, swalowing down the ice cream and smirking and she moved away from him.
"Dude....that was so cruel......." He said quietley, then reached out for the spoon. She pulled it away.
"Can I have the eating utensil please Rogue." He ast.
"No."
"Gimme the spoon." He reached again.
"Nope." She said pulling it away.
Alistor smirked and wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her roughley to his bodey. "Fine with me." He said and then leaned his face in, makeing her breath catch in her throat. His eyes were focused on her lips, as his left arm rested on the bottom of her back, he pulled her closer, then ran his other hand up towards her face, and took her chin between his fingers. He was so close, his heart raceing at the fact that he was about to tast those lips that had facinated him from the start. He felt her rapid breathing, brushing against his face as the smell of vanilla drifted through his nose. So close, milimeaters away, then......
"Wow, sorry, Im interupting something." Jean hissed, as she walked even further into the kitchen, grabbing a soda. Rogue was startled and backed out of Alistors grasp as he gritted his teeth and roled his eyes. 'Why do you hate me so?' Alistor ast, looking to the ceiling.
'He dosent hate you Alistor.' He jumped at the voice in his head and spone around, seeing the red head leaning against the counter top, delicatley bringing the can of diet coke to her thin, heviley glossed lips, with her eyes closed. 'She's just a kid you know. She could never do anything for you, onley what you tell her to.' Alistor began to see images of the red head flipping back her hair and kissing him deepley.
Alistor, obviousley startled by the wave of 'R' rated images that were being projected into his head, suddenley went red, a stange heat covering his body, he looked to Rogue who was stairing at him strange, and then got a strong mental image, with a loud telapathically projected scream. He winced and then looked to Jean wo was smirking at him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Alistor ast Jean, suddenley gaining a hatefull expression towards the red head. "Ugh, man I don't think your gettin enough......sick." He stated then walked out of the room muttering something about screwing with his head.....maybe? Alistor stormed up to his room, which he shared with some guy named Gambit....or something. He was hardley ever there at night times, so he always had the room to himself. Rogue ran after him, knowing that the telapath was projecting something into his head.
Rogue reached Alistors room and knocked on the door before entering, to find Alistor with his shirt off, standing by the window in his plain white vest, flexing his arms about. He tied back his long black hair and smiled at Rogue.
"You ok?" She ast, closeing the door behind her.
"Yea..." He swallowed. "Why is it that her and her pole jockey boyfriend keep makeing trouble for us?" He ast.
"Well, cos' the red head is a bitch, and Scott dosen't like you." Rogue said, leaning back against the door. "Everyone els likes us though." Rogue said, trying to push the bright side. Alistor walked over to Rogue and place his hands, either side of her against the wooden door.
"Mind if I kiss you?" He said plainley, looking deep into Rogues eyes.
She was a litle shocked at the directness of the comment. She blinked and shook her head. Not trusting her voice to work. Alistor moved in, touching her lips gentley with his, then moved away, tilting his head slightley and moveing in again, pressing his lips to hers and moveing them against the moistness of her own, for a few moments before tightley gripping her hip, makeing her gasp. This gave Alistor the opertunity to deepen the kiss, allowing his tong to enter the warmth of her mouth, twisting with hers and she became more confident and wraped her arms around his neck. She tated like chockolet chip ice cream. The realisation brought a smirk on, and he found himself smileing into the kiss. Again the hauntingley apatiseing scent of vanilla drifted around him as he ran his finger tips over her pale, creamy skin. She was so soft.
Rogue felt the soft tingle of Alistors fingertips lightley running over her skin. The gental caress was all so new to her, it sen't shivers down her spine, and she was wraped in a vortex of leather and ginger, mixed with the rich frooty smell of his shampoo. Alistor pulled out of the kiss, now with both of his hands cupping her face as his crystal blue eyes came into focus, and his brethlessness showed itself on her skin. Feeling like a soft breeze.
"Thanks." He wisperd out between the shallow breaths. Onley then did she notice the slight glow in his already, reflective blue eyes. He closed his eyes and started kissing at her neck, feeling Rogues heand fall backwards, leaning against the door. He was lost in a dream. The dream that he had almost every night that he spent knowing the tourtured, southern beutey., he was elieing on her touch to keep him sain. Rogue suddenley found herself on Alistors bed, sitting over him with one of her layers of shirts removed. They both fell into the moment and were swallowed up whole by the need for each other.
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Rogue woke up an hour after falling to sleep to feel two strong arms wraped aoung her. She was startled at first, but then rememberd the previous events. She streatched out and turned in his embrace so as she was faceing Alistor. He was asleep with his black hair laying lose over his face. His mouth slightley parted as his breathinf remained quiet and hypnotic. She ran a bare finger along his nose, and down across his tastey lips. Then pushed the hair behind his ear as he lay on his side. He sturred, makeing a small wakeing groan come from his throat. He opend his eyes slightley and closed them again.
"Sleep well?" He ast with a grin. He met her gaze and saw her serious face. He suddenley felt like he couldn't swallow. "Whats wrong?...y''you don't regr-" He was cut off by Rogues finger on his lips.
"Nope." She said, then snuggled back into the warmth of the covers, then felt Alistor finally breath and hold her tight.
"Don't scare me like that." He whined. Rogue smiled and lay her head on his chest. "Rogue?" he said quietley.
"Whatsup jackass?" She ast quietley with her eyes closed.
Alistor moved Rogue away from him and proped himself up, laying over her. "Love ya." He wisped. Rogue smiled and leaned up to him and wisperd in his ear.
"Can ah tell ya a seacret?" Rogue waited for a moment the carried on. "Dito." Alistor chuckled and buerried his head in her neck.
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Outside the instituit. Three men dressed in black watched in the darkness. One man pulled out a cellphone. "Weve got this whole place covoured. Is it just the skunkhead girl you want Mr. Cortez?.....Okay." The man cut off the cellphone and and motioned for the other men to take there stations. "We go in three hours men. We storm the mantion and onley take the target. Remember, this place is full of the mutie scum, so shoot first, ask questions later....understand?" The man said into a communicator. All around the instituit grounds, groups of military type soldiers surrounded the building, ready to start at thair task.
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Rogue walked into the kitchen and sat on a stool. She was alone, and the tv was on the news channel. She turned up the volume, seeing a familiar face on the screen. A tall, but over waight man, with Black hair and a gotee, stood with a news reporter. Rogue dropped the remote, sitting still. "Bruice." She wisperd, her heard raceing and her breathing halting. Alistor walked pased the kitchen, and noticed her, then stopped in the doorway watching her curiousley.
"So, the confrence on the mutant menace went well Mr. Cotez?" The woman on the tv ast.
"Yes. My father and hit comitte belive that everything is to standards, and will be going in the human favour by the end of this week." Bruice stated. Then a short balding man came on the screen. "There have been more reports on mutant hate crimes around the Mississippi area. Another five bodies of mtant teens have been spotted in places such as bridges and park mamorials. Each one of these mutant children or teens, have a message, and each one is the same. 'Mutants must be removed from our society.'" The man shuffled his papers and continued. "These mutants seem to have been tourtured to no end before being brutaly murderd and placed crusifiction style in places where people gather allot. Police are lead to believe that this trail of murders is linked to the mutant body dumping are that was found onley days agao, because the hands of these too are branded with a number."
Rogue saw the flashes of how the latest body was found. The arms held out at the side of them as they remained pinned to a statue in a park in Mississippi. The mutant had a white pillow case over his head, with the message written in blood. Rogue looked away, feeling phisically sick. Thats when Alistor walked in and wraped his ams aound Rogue. She jumped and then saw him, she leaned into his chest.
"Don't worry Rogue. Your safe hear." He wisperd into her ear.
"Someone has gotta stop this." Rogue said, quietley into his chest.
Alistor nodded and pulled out of her hold and slip onto the counter top.
"Im sorry for blowin' up at ya about hittin' Scott. He did desurve it." Rogue said, turning and looking at him. He just shrugged and put on his usual smile.
"Ill forgive you if you do something for me." He said, leaning forward to wisper. He leaned into her ear, and then smirked. "Get me the chocholet chip ice cream." He wisperd then sat back laghing. Rogue roled her eyes and got what he ast for, and slammed it down on the counter as Alistor slid off. He chuckled as he opend the pot.
Alistor took out a small spoon and dove into the ivecream. He was about to bring the spoon to his mouth when Rogue walked up to him, and leaned up on her tip toes, closeing the distance between their faces. He paused and looked at her, focusing on her lips that were stripped of any colour but the natural red that they were. Rogue leaned up, three inches away from his face, feeling him hold his breath as her hand rested on his chest. She found that she had him compleatley locked in a trance, so she took his spoon and put it in her mouth, swalowing down the ice cream and smirking and she moved away from him.
"Dude....that was so cruel......." He said quietley, then reached out for the spoon. She pulled it away.
"Can I have the eating utensil please Rogue." He ast.
"No."
"Gimme the spoon." He reached again.
"Nope." She said pulling it away.
Alistor smirked and wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her roughley to his bodey. "Fine with me." He said and then leaned his face in, makeing her breath catch in her throat. His eyes were focused on her lips, as his left arm rested on the bottom of her back, he pulled her closer, then ran his other hand up towards her face, and took her chin between his fingers. He was so close, his heart raceing at the fact that he was about to tast those lips that had facinated him from the start. He felt her rapid breathing, brushing against his face as the smell of vanilla drifted through his nose. So close, milimeaters away, then......
"Wow, sorry, Im interupting something." Jean hissed, as she walked even further into the kitchen, grabbing a soda. Rogue was startled and backed out of Alistors grasp as he gritted his teeth and roled his eyes. 'Why do you hate me so?' Alistor ast, looking to the ceiling.
'He dosent hate you Alistor.' He jumped at the voice in his head and spone around, seeing the red head leaning against the counter top, delicatley bringing the can of diet coke to her thin, heviley glossed lips, with her eyes closed. 'She's just a kid you know. She could never do anything for you, onley what you tell her to.' Alistor began to see images of the red head flipping back her hair and kissing him deepley.
Alistor, obviousley startled by the wave of 'R' rated images that were being projected into his head, suddenley went red, a stange heat covering his body, he looked to Rogue who was stairing at him strange, and then got a strong mental image, with a loud telapathically projected scream. He winced and then looked to Jean wo was smirking at him.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Alistor ast Jean, suddenley gaining a hatefull expression towards the red head. "Ugh, man I don't think your gettin enough......sick." He stated then walked out of the room muttering something about screwing with his head.....maybe? Alistor stormed up to his room, which he shared with some guy named Gambit....or something. He was hardley ever there at night times, so he always had the room to himself. Rogue ran after him, knowing that the telapath was projecting something into his head.
Rogue reached Alistors room and knocked on the door before entering, to find Alistor with his shirt off, standing by the window in his plain white vest, flexing his arms about. He tied back his long black hair and smiled at Rogue.
"You ok?" She ast, closeing the door behind her.
"Yea..." He swallowed. "Why is it that her and her pole jockey boyfriend keep makeing trouble for us?" He ast.
"Well, cos' the red head is a bitch, and Scott dosen't like you." Rogue said, leaning back against the door. "Everyone els likes us though." Rogue said, trying to push the bright side. Alistor walked over to Rogue and place his hands, either side of her against the wooden door.
"Mind if I kiss you?" He said plainley, looking deep into Rogues eyes.
She was a litle shocked at the directness of the comment. She blinked and shook her head. Not trusting her voice to work. Alistor moved in, touching her lips gentley with his, then moved away, tilting his head slightley and moveing in again, pressing his lips to hers and moveing them against the moistness of her own, for a few moments before tightley gripping her hip, makeing her gasp. This gave Alistor the opertunity to deepen the kiss, allowing his tong to enter the warmth of her mouth, twisting with hers and she became more confident and wraped her arms around his neck. She tated like chockolet chip ice cream. The realisation brought a smirk on, and he found himself smileing into the kiss. Again the hauntingley apatiseing scent of vanilla drifted around him as he ran his finger tips over her pale, creamy skin. She was so soft.
Rogue felt the soft tingle of Alistors fingertips lightley running over her skin. The gental caress was all so new to her, it sen't shivers down her spine, and she was wraped in a vortex of leather and ginger, mixed with the rich frooty smell of his shampoo. Alistor pulled out of the kiss, now with both of his hands cupping her face as his crystal blue eyes came into focus, and his brethlessness showed itself on her skin. Feeling like a soft breeze.
"Thanks." He wisperd out between the shallow breaths. Onley then did she notice the slight glow in his already, reflective blue eyes. He closed his eyes and started kissing at her neck, feeling Rogues heand fall backwards, leaning against the door. He was lost in a dream. The dream that he had almost every night that he spent knowing the tourtured, southern beutey., he was elieing on her touch to keep him sain. Rogue suddenley found herself on Alistors bed, sitting over him with one of her layers of shirts removed. They both fell into the moment and were swallowed up whole by the need for each other.
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Rogue woke up an hour after falling to sleep to feel two strong arms wraped aoung her. She was startled at first, but then rememberd the previous events. She streatched out and turned in his embrace so as she was faceing Alistor. He was asleep with his black hair laying lose over his face. His mouth slightley parted as his breathinf remained quiet and hypnotic. She ran a bare finger along his nose, and down across his tastey lips. Then pushed the hair behind his ear as he lay on his side. He sturred, makeing a small wakeing groan come from his throat. He opend his eyes slightley and closed them again.
"Sleep well?" He ast with a grin. He met her gaze and saw her serious face. He suddenley felt like he couldn't swallow. "Whats wrong?...y''you don't regr-" He was cut off by Rogues finger on his lips.
"Nope." She said, then snuggled back into the warmth of the covers, then felt Alistor finally breath and hold her tight.
"Don't scare me like that." He whined. Rogue smiled and lay her head on his chest. "Rogue?" he said quietley.
"Whatsup jackass?" She ast quietley with her eyes closed.
Alistor moved Rogue away from him and proped himself up, laying over her. "Love ya." He wisped. Rogue smiled and leaned up to him and wisperd in his ear.
"Can ah tell ya a seacret?" Rogue waited for a moment the carried on. "Dito." Alistor chuckled and buerried his head in her neck.
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Outside the instituit. Three men dressed in black watched in the darkness. One man pulled out a cellphone. "Weve got this whole place covoured. Is it just the skunkhead girl you want Mr. Cortez?.....Okay." The man cut off the cellphone and and motioned for the other men to take there stations. "We go in three hours men. We storm the mantion and onley take the target. Remember, this place is full of the mutie scum, so shoot first, ask questions later....understand?" The man said into a communicator. All around the instituit grounds, groups of military type soldiers surrounded the building, ready to start at thair task.
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