Shit, sorry everyone for taking so long. I hade to paint room
today and that type of bullshit, but this chapter is done!

I Own Nothing, but I sure as hell am gonna try.

Take it from a Southern Girl, I know Southern love'in.

Rogue and Remy sat on the couch, also, unfortunately
accompanied by Kitty and Kurt. They sat in the middle while
Rogue and Remy sat on either ends.
Lucky bastards, Rogue thought jokingly, they're able to keep
them dat'in a secret. But it ain't their fault that me an'
Remy ain't sitt'in together, they have no idea. Rogue shifted
uncomfortably in her seat, she did everything she could to
not notice Kurt's tail going up the back of Kitty's shirt.
Jesus Christ, there are other people on the same couch. Rogue
thought to herself, rolling her eyes. Finally Rogue was tired
of it. She reached over behind Kitty and pinched Kurt's tail.
Kurt jumped up and yelled," Was war das?!!"
"Elf ya don't see meh feel'in up on," her eyes flashed toward
Remy," people in front of ya."
"All right, but du bist sehr Lucky, next time I might bite
off a finger."
After awhile Kurt turned off the tv.
"Es ist late. I think we all need to go to bed." Kitty and
Kurt made their way up stairs with Remy and Rogue behind
them. On the stairs Remy grabbed Rogue's hand. "Rogue. I wan'
ya t' know dat I...I really like ya." Remy's eyes glowed red.
Before Rogue could responded with his usual smirk," Time ta
go t'bed, Chere." Walking her to her bedroom he stopped to
see the, ugh, so young, such puppy love.
Kurt and Kitty were kissing in the hall outside of Kitty and
Rogue's room. Then they pulled away once they felt someone
looking at them.
"Ich liebe dich."
"I love you too Kurt." Kurt leaned over and whispered
something into Kitty's ear. Kitty smiled and nodded and this
made Kurt very happy as he 'boommfft" in his own room. Kitty
turned around, looked at Rogue and Remy, blushed, then phased
through the door into her room. Remy turned to Rogue holding
her hand. Still looking at her, he bent down kissing her
hand," Bonne nuit, chere." Remy stood there, watching a
flustered Rogue mutter 'good night' as she slowly closed her
door. Rogue got ready for bed, floating on a cloud.
"Why are you so happy tonight?" Rogue's cloud disintegrated.
"Why are you dat'in mah brother?" She quickly rounded.
"An' why are ya putting on that lip gloss when yer go'in ta
bed?"
"Uhh, because, it like, moisturizes my lips while I sleep.
Good Night." Kitty jumped in to bed, ending the conversation
from going any further. Rogue picked up her cd player before
getting into bed. Slipping on the headphones she closed her
eyes and turned facing the wall.
Remy paced his room not being able to sleep. He wore nothing
more than his black pajama bottoms with flaming ace cards.
Suddenly he heard something out in the hall. Remy opened his
door to see who could be sneaking around at this hour.
"Ello dere, Kitty. Out to see tha fuzzy blue one, no?"
Kitty let out a squeak and stopped in her tracks.
"Umm, no? I'm just going to the bathroom."
"Don't ya have a bathroom in yer room?"
"Sorry Gambit, I gotta pee bad, can't hear you, bye."
Remy smiled, this couldn't a better opportunity for him.
Slinking across the hall Remy slowly opened Rogue's bedroom
door closing it quietly behind him. Walking over to her bed
by the window he stood and watched as Rogue's chest rose and
fell with each breath she took.

Rogue smirked at the wall that her bed was against, she could
feel Remy's presence. She knew he was there the second the
doorknob turned. And knowing that he was standing there she
knew Kitty must have left too. Taking off her headphones and
turning over she whispered," So swamp rat, are ya gonna juss
watch me as yer stalker status rises? Or are ya gonna lay
down with me?" Rogue lifted up the covers as an invitation to
Remy to snuggle up with her. Remy slid under the covers with
Rogue, loving the heat that radiated in between the sheets.
Rogue let her arm rest on his very bare, very warm, not to
mention very toned chest as Remy pulled her into the crook of
his arm.
"Remy..."
"Yes chere?"
"Will ya stay with me tonight? Be'for Ah couldn't sleep
without ya."
"Ac'tuly, Remy was gonna ask you dat, chere. So yes, Remy
will stay wit ya as long as possible."
Rogue wanted to kiss him again, to taste him without
restraint. Something that normal couples could do without a
single thought. They never would know that they had it so
good. For some reason Remy wasn't being forward that night,
she could feel his heart, his heat, pumping quickly, but he
wasn't showing it. It was as if Remy wanted to be a
gentleman. Reaching under the covers Rogue pulled out a
piece of cloth. Remy's breath quickened.
"Chere, Remy don' wan 'ta rush ya in 'ta anything. Remy wants
ya comfortable, he don' want ya to regret anything."
"If anybody is rush'in, it's me." She sat up straddling
Remy's waist and placed the cloth over his face. Then she
just sat there, smirking at the Cajun, watching him want to
make a move to kiss her, but she knew that he was trying his
best to behave himself.
"Ya know what Cajun,' she slowly ran her finger tips up his
inner thigh,' Last night, when Ah was hot an' steamy in the
shower, Ah blushed at the thought of you." Remy pulled her
down on top on him and rolled so that he was on top of her.
"Chere, dat was an evil trick." He kissed the crook of her
neck through the scarf, every now and then biting her ear
lobe. Their lips met. Remy's tongue caressed Rogue's through
the sheer boundary. Rogue gently bit Remy's bottom lip and
let out a small laugh. Ahh, Chere likes it rough, no? Remy
arched an eyebrow at Rogue and disappeared under the covers.
"What are ya do'in?" Rogue whispered, drunk on Remy's kisses.
Rogue's eyes widened as she felt Remy's hands run up her legs
followed by his lips. Closing her eyes, Rogue moaned. Remy's
hands lingered at Rogue's sensitive spot as his mouth
continued to venture up her stomach. Gently, he added
pressure and started caressing her with his fingers, using
small circular motions. Rogue bit her lip, trying so hard to
keep from making too much noise. She caught his lips again,
this time he let out a muffled moan. Rogue reached down and
stopped Remy's hands.
"Remy,' she whispered into his ear,' Ah think we should stop
be'for Ah hurt ya."
Remy looked lovingly into her eyes," I wouldn't care if I
died, juss as long as I got t' kiss ya." Remy pulled the
scarf away from Rogue's face and kissed the top of her head.
A sign letting her know it was ok for them to stop. He held
her and whispered for her to rest, that he would be there all
night. Rogue sighed and snuggled closer to Remy, wrapping her
legs around his. Remy wrapped his arms protectively around
Rogue's waist after she had drifted off to sleep. Closing his
eyes he whispered," Sweet Dreams, Je t'aime, mah chere."