Time Goes By
After a night listening to Sting and touring the backstage area, a few picnics, ice skating which Remy despised and some fishing the two southerners became much closer than before. It saddened Remy's heart when he saw a longing gaze in Rogue's eyes, he knew she craved for touch. He did the very best he could to try and fufull her need for it, constantly dressing in long sleeves, despite the temperatures, always wearing gloves and oddly ne now carried around a sheer scarf, which the other X-men found to be quite pequiliar. Remy was determined not to allow her to push him away over something as trivial as touch, he was resourceful man and could find many ways around it if she simply opened her mind and allowed him to. Then it happened...
"Chere....come down to de hot tub wit me? Remy real sore and he need de jacoozie but he'd also like some company...so grab your bikini and come down."
Pain instantly filled her eyes as she heard this. Before she could speak a word of protest Remy placed a gloved finger to her lips and shook his head slowly.
"Save de argument because I heard it a thousand times...now I don dressed covered from head to toe so pay de favor back and let me see your beautiful skin in a bikini Chere..."
Rogue vanished for a few moments and returned in a burgundy bikini . Remy's eyes widened as he began to absent mindedly charge jacoozie he was in.
"Remy are ya glowin' or are ya just happy to see me..."
Remy suddenly realized what he was doing and withdrew his charge. "Sorry chere..." he said softly as he motioned for her to enter the warm water. Once she entered they talked casually. Slowly Remy began to slip closer to Rogue undetected.
One wrong manuver and her hand accidently brushed against his knee sending an electrifying pain through his system as he felt his energy being drained. Rogue desperately tried to pull her hand away but only managed to do so after a few seconds of contact had passed. The Cajun was now slipping down into the water. Rogue felt her head flood with a wave of new thoughts and a powerful persona. She mentally cursed herself as she reached down and lifted Remy's body from the water, which only caused more of his life force to be drained away. ' Why didn't I wear gloves! Why didn't I cover up!' She mentally screamed before she fainted upon the concrete.
Jade: Read and review, and don't kill the author.
After a night listening to Sting and touring the backstage area, a few picnics, ice skating which Remy despised and some fishing the two southerners became much closer than before. It saddened Remy's heart when he saw a longing gaze in Rogue's eyes, he knew she craved for touch. He did the very best he could to try and fufull her need for it, constantly dressing in long sleeves, despite the temperatures, always wearing gloves and oddly ne now carried around a sheer scarf, which the other X-men found to be quite pequiliar. Remy was determined not to allow her to push him away over something as trivial as touch, he was resourceful man and could find many ways around it if she simply opened her mind and allowed him to. Then it happened...
"Chere....come down to de hot tub wit me? Remy real sore and he need de jacoozie but he'd also like some company...so grab your bikini and come down."
Pain instantly filled her eyes as she heard this. Before she could speak a word of protest Remy placed a gloved finger to her lips and shook his head slowly.
"Save de argument because I heard it a thousand times...now I don dressed covered from head to toe so pay de favor back and let me see your beautiful skin in a bikini Chere..."
Rogue vanished for a few moments and returned in a burgundy bikini . Remy's eyes widened as he began to absent mindedly charge jacoozie he was in.
"Remy are ya glowin' or are ya just happy to see me..."
Remy suddenly realized what he was doing and withdrew his charge. "Sorry chere..." he said softly as he motioned for her to enter the warm water. Once she entered they talked casually. Slowly Remy began to slip closer to Rogue undetected.
One wrong manuver and her hand accidently brushed against his knee sending an electrifying pain through his system as he felt his energy being drained. Rogue desperately tried to pull her hand away but only managed to do so after a few seconds of contact had passed. The Cajun was now slipping down into the water. Rogue felt her head flood with a wave of new thoughts and a powerful persona. She mentally cursed herself as she reached down and lifted Remy's body from the water, which only caused more of his life force to be drained away. ' Why didn't I wear gloves! Why didn't I cover up!' She mentally screamed before she fainted upon the concrete.
Jade: Read and review, and don't kill the author.