Author's Note: I was in a really weird mood when I wrote this chapter, plus I was on pain killers for a shoulder and neck injury, so if it's a little off kilter and more adult then most chapters (IE, Perverted.) then I apologize, I also think I added a little to much girl power in the recipe for this chapter for my own liking and for anyone else's, blame it on the valium they stuck me on at the ER, and don't worry the next chappie will be up to my normal snuff.
IV
" What a nightmare," Rogue muttered as she entered the North Wing, media room with a glass of brandy in one hand and a bowl of M&M's and chocolate covered almonds in the other. She set the bowl and the glass on the coffee table and then flopped backward onto the couch with a groan. She'd been marking mid-term exams for the past three days and now that she'd cut a swath threw them she was ready for a much deserved break into sanity.
Hence, movie night with the girls commenced.
She, Storm, Jubilee and Jean had taken over the media room like they did once every other month and banished the men to the center of the house while they polished off a few bottles of brandy and various other snacks. Each month, each girl brought something different, so the snacks were mostly the highlights of the night. This month, Storm had brought the triple fudge brownies while Jean had brought the éclairs and Rogue had brought the chocolate covered strawberries. Jubilee had gone all out and bought the candy and chips.
The movie night was a tradition and had been for as long as any of them could remember, no men allowed, and on that holiest of nights, the girls picked movies to watch that both enlightened and satisfied their minds and bodies.
"Okay who rented the porn this month?"
Alright, alright, alright, so it was the five women of the team, getting slowly tipsy on brandy, and laughing at the pointless plotlines and terrible one-liners that punctuated American adult entertainment.
At least until the good parts came on.
"Why?" Rogue asked as she and Storm tossed more pillows down on the floor
"Look at these title's," Jean said with a laugh, holding out the DVD cases. "Private Dick? Pleasure Cruise? Riding Me Softly? History Nail's Itself?"
She turned to Jubilee, "That's it, Jubilee, that's the last time we send you to pick out the movies."
"I was nervous!" Jubilee protested with a laugh. "I'd never been in an adult movie store before, let alone rented porn."
"You're sleeping with Logan and you were nervous about buying porn?" Storm put in, with a soft laugh.
"Ah'd have thought more like desensitized," Rogue said.
"Very funny?" Jubilee put in. "And how are things going between you and the playboy Cajun. You know, the one you're pretending your not snogging every time you get the chance and think, no one notices?"
"So how did you, pick them?" Rogue said, changing the subject as she grabbed the DVDs and glanced over the titles. She glanced at Jubilee and saw her friend blush. "You closed your eyes and grabbed them off the shelf, didn't you?"
"I wanted to get in and out as quick as possible," Jubilee said a bit dismayed.
"Don't worry about it," Jean assured her. "This'll do fine." She took the DVD's and perused them. "So, ladies, which one is first?"
"So what exactly are they watching in there?" Remy asked as he tossed his cards on the table and glanced around at Scott and Logan, who exchanged looks.
They were seated in the staff kitchen, playing poker and gorfing down their own snacks, left totally to their own devices for the evening. Something Remy, definitely, wasn't used too now that he and Rogue were together.
"Newbie," Scott muttered under his breath before taking another sip of his beer.
'Nobody knows but them," Logan said, chewing on his cigar thoughtfully "And it'll be death to anyone who disturbs them, Bub."
"Remy'd believe it," he said but his curiosity had been peaked. "So day watch movies, do day?"
"Yup," Logan said as he began to deal the cards again. "And we get banished to the kitchen to play poker, and amuse ourselves."
"Although, if they let Jean pick the movies, they'll all be asleep in an hour," Scott said ruefully.
"Her taste in movies lack?" Remy asked, popping a chip in his mouth.
"Big time," he said with a shake of his head. "That's why I always pick them when we get them."
"Your not supposed to say things like that 'bout your girl friend Scooter," Logan growled around a fresh cigar. "Especially when she's a telepath and knows exactly what your thinking and saying 'bout her."
Scott winced, he hadn't thought of that, although he should have right away. He cleared his throat, praying by the end of the night Jean would be too drunk to remember, and he wouldn't wind up sleeping on the couch. Again. "I'll take two," he said to Logan, who obligingly passed him the cards.
"So, dey won't come out 'till dawn?" Remy asked.
"No," Scott said. "And when they do they'll be hungry, and hung-over, especially Rogue, so be prepared." He cleared his throat again. "They've done this in secret for years, its tradition."
"So your not curious as to what their watching?" Remy asked.
"Not in the least." Scott said "And at this point, I think it's a safe note to say, the last guy that barged in on them, is stilling talking in a voice an octave higher then normal."
"Come on now," Remy said, taking a drag off of his cigarette.
"I'm serious," Scott said, "It wasn't a pretty sight at all."
"You really aren't the least bit inquisitive as to what their doing?" Remy said, as he looked over his cards.
"No!" Scott said as he picked up his beer and took a sip. "Why are you harping on this?"
"Ya got a death wish Bub?" Logan asked.
"No," he said with a grin. "But Remy's thinkin, maybe we should drop in on them, give them a little surprise and see what their getting up too."
Scott spite out the beer he'd just drunk, almost hitting Logan in the face in the process, and turned to look at Remy. He sat back in his chair and laced his fingers behind his head, as he grinned.
"What exactly did you have in mind?" Logan asked.
"Nothin much," Remy said with a grin. "Jus a li'l visit is all." He tossed his cards down on the table with a grin. "Full house."
Back in the Media room, the girls had just settled down to their videos and already Rogue was laughing so hard she couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks. "That's so fake!' she cried as she buried her face in a pillow. " And obvious,"
"I don't know", Jean said as they watched the screen. "It's kind of a realistic plotline."
"Porn never has a realistic plotline," Storm pointed out as she swiped a strawberry off of a nearby tray. "If it did it wouldn't be porn."
"True enough," Rogue put in as she took another sip of her drink and dried off her cheeks.
They all watched as the scene on the big screen TV began to heat up rapidly. "Just out of curiosity," Jubilee rasped, her eyes never leaving the screen. "What would happen if one of the students were to walk in right now?"
"Their all out or asleep," Storm said. "And they know that we do something in here every month, so none of them dare to disturb us."
"Plus Beast is watching out for us," Rogue put in as she took a bite of chocolate. "He'll make sure the students are taken care of for the night."
"And what about the boys?" Rogue asked. "Did we find out what they were doing?"
"Poker," Jean said, refilling everyone's glasses before turning back to the movie. "The usual."
"Speaking of," Jubilee said with a raised eyebrow, turning to Rogue with a grin. "How far have you and the Cajun gotten?"
"Jubes!" Rogue said with a laugh.
"Oh what?" Storm put in. "Like everyone didn't see that kiss on Halloween? Sweetie, I almost had to call a rain storm just to put you guys out."
"It wasn't that hot," Rogue demurred.
"It was," Jean said mildly.
"It really was, wasn't it?" Rogue said with a laugh.
"So you two are an item?" Storm questioned.
"Ah guess," Rogue said. ""We've been out almost every night, it don't seem to be cooling off like Ah was worried it would, so soon after Bobby."
"And that means?" Jubilee said as she sucked the chocolate coating off a chocolate Pocky Stick.
"It means there together, and happy," Jean said. "And we don't really need to know more then that."
" So have you two had sex yet?" Jubilee asked draining her glass of the last of its Brandy.
"Have much of that shit have you had?" Jean asked with a laugh at her blunt comment.
"Only four or five glasses," Jubilee said then turned to Rogue without missing a beat. "So have you?"
"If you must know," She said with a wince. " No,"
"You mean, you two haven't…" Storm chuckled with wide eyes. "I'd have thought you two would have had the head board banging against the wall by now."
"Thank you for the image," Rogue said as she took a sip of Brandy and set her glass aside. "Trust me, it hasn't been easy for ether of us not to just fall into bed but we're taking it slow."
"You're torturing each other then?" Jean asked as she inspected her manicure.
"No!" Rogue said. "We're getting to know each other, it's called dating, Jeannie, you know, dating right?"
"Right," Jean said as they all turned to watch the movie again.
Jean sat up and refilled her glass, noting to herself that they were low and would soon need another bottle, and all of a sudden she stopped and cocked her head as if she were listening to something. She reached over and took the remote off of the table, silencing the movie as the others protested.
"What in the blazing hell'd ya do that for?" Rogue asked.
Jean ignored her as a mischievous grin lit up her face. "Ladies," She said after a moment. "We've got company coming."
Remy stuck his head around the corner and peered at the closed media room door. "Okay, Remy thinks we're safe ta go," he said over his shoulder as Logan peered around also." Come on."
Both he and Logan, crept around the corner towards the door, looking over their shoulders as they did so. Without a word Logan reached back and grabbed Scott by the arm, pulling him along with them. "Come on Scooter," he growled. "You're supposed to be our leader."
"Not in this," Scott hissed. "Unlike the two of you, apparently, I'd like to have sex again in this lifetime."
"Are you saying, you're afraid of your girlfriend?" Logan asked in a hushed tone as he took in Scott's look.
"Petrified," Scott said. "And if you two knew any better, you would be too!"
"Unbelievable," Logan said with a shake of his head. "Do you realize the pole up your ass; has a pole up its ass?"
"Very funny." Scott said as they approached the door.
"No, it's not", Logan said in a hushed tone. "It's actually very very sad."
"Would ya'll shut up!" Remy hissed as they reached it.
"Sorry," Scott said.
"Bite me Cajun!" Logan growled, not letting on the only reason he was doing this was because the thought of seeing Jubilee in a pair of shorty pajama was enough to drive him over the edge of insanity.
"I'm, never gonna have sex again!" Scott bemoaned.
"Shhh", Remy said as he listed in at the door. He could hear the conversations in side and he was intent on finding out exactly what was going on. He laid his ear to the door and listened again and Logan and Scott followed suit.
"Oh my god is that real?" came Jean's voice.
"It can't be," came Jubilee's in an awed tone. "What do you think Rogue?"
There was no answer.
"Rogue are you asleep?"
"No Sugah" came a drawled reply. "Ah'm wide wake."
" And as soon as she picks her jaw up off the floor and wipes the drool off her chin, she'll be able to speak again," Storm chimed in with a grin.
"Very funny, Stormy" She laughed at something on the screen. "Hey Jean, think you could get Scott to do that?"
"Who him, mister missionary man?" She snorted. "Not unless I got him good and drunk first," She laughed. "I even have to pick the porn out if we rent it."
'" Why?" Storm asked.
Jean sighed. "Because Scott's taste in movie's sucks, if I left it up to him, we'd been dead to the world after the first half hour.'
Remy and Logan both chortled as Scott turned beet red around his visor. Remy clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry Scott," he said mock seriously. "It's not your fault if you were born uncreative."
"Bullshit!" Logan said with a shake of his head in disgust. "I always knew you didn't have it in you to please a women like Red."
"At least it lasts, with Logan it's over before we even get started. Talk about animal control"
Logan whirled his head around so quickly, he slammed his head into the door with a thunk! and winced as the sound reverberated through the hall.
"Jubilee!" Logan said in shock as his jaw dropped. "What in the hell are talking 'bout darlin."
"She seems to know very well," Scott said smugly at the look on Wolverine's face.
Remy for his part was on the floor laughing silently, clutching his sides as he tried to control it. This was turning out to be a better night then he'd ever thought it would be.
"So what 'bout the Cajun Rogue?", Storm asked. "How good is he?"
Remy's ears perked up at the reference to him.
"Ah don't know yet, sugah?"
"You don't know?" Jean asked.
"Nope"
"Why?"
"Because," Rogue said "For all his good looks, the boy is as slow as molasses."
"Really?" Storm asked. "How so?"
'Ah've done everything, kissed, flirted, been coy, been blatant but he just don't seem interested."
"Dat's not true!" Remy said, mostly to himself. "Remy's been given her da time she needs."
"Apparently that's not what she needs," Scott observed mildly.
"You know, at this point, Ah think Ah could walk around naked, paint mahself green and sing the theme song to Three's Company and he wouldn't notice."
"Sure Remy would," he muttered. "Remy hates that song,"
"Ah'm beginning ta think he just ain't interested in sex, at least with girls."
"Dat's definitely not true," He muttered. If he had things they way he wanted them, he and Rogue would have been setting the sheets ablaze even as they spoke. "Chere, your killing me here."
"She's not only killing you, she's stuck a pole up your ass, stuck you on a spit and is roasting you even as we speak," Logan mumbled.
"You've got a real thing for poles," Scott said to him. "Are you making up for an inadequacy by any chance?"
"You want me to flay you, don't you?" Logan growled as he stepped towards him.
"Shh," Remy motioned for them to shut up. "Day changed da subject."
"When are we gonna go in?" Scott asked.
"Soon," Logan said.
"Good because I don't think my ego can take much more of this."
"Oh brother,"
"Would you two be quiet and stop yakking like a pair of…Jubilee's!"
"Hey that's my girlfriend you talking 'bout Cajun,"
"So what's your point? You said before she talks all the time."
Logan grimaced, wishing now he'd never said it because he didn't really mean it. "Never tell her I said that, Scooter here may be made for extreme abstinence but I ain't."
"What ever," Remy said, laying his ear to the door again. "Dare talking 'bout what they like to do," he whispered. "And what day like done to dem."
They tuned into the conversation again, listening as the women continued to talk.
'Well Ah don't know," Rogue chimed in. "Ah'm, not much into bondage but then again Bobby never was very creative and he's the only guy Ah was with."
"I've never tried it," Jubilee said "I'm not even sure if Logan would try it, it don't seem his style."
"Scott's ether," Jean said. "And it's really not my style. Although using a blindfold is a turn on." There was a pause as if she were taking a drink and then she spoke again. "You know what I really dislike though?"
"What?" Storm asked.
"That you guys are listening at the door."
"What?" Remy asked.
"Busted," Logan whistled.
"Run!" Scott moaned.
It was too late however; the door flew open, sending the tree men crashing to the floor of the media room like a trio of naughty school boys. Remy landed on the bottom, Logan flew on him and Scott landed on top, looking up into the face of an amused Jean.
"Nice try boys," She said with a grin and all the other women in the room laughed.
"Very slick," Jubilee said as she drained her brandy glass again and then tipped backwards over the couch and out if sight.
"Off hand, Ah'd say Jube's has had enough," Rogue said, peering over the couch to see if her friend.
"Is she alright?" Storm asked as a groan came from behind the couch, followed by a series of giggles.
"She'll live," Rogue said as she stood up and refilled her glass.
"She just may wish she hadn't," Jean put in as the guys picked themselves up off of the floor and faced their girlfriends. "And you guys may wish you hadn't ether."
Remy wasn't sure he wanted to know what she meant by that, but a quick look at the devious look on Rogue's face told him it couldn't be a good thing in the least.
"Ladies what shall we do with them?" Jean asked, looking over her shoulder. "Any ideas?"
There was a mumbled sound from behind the couch, and for a moment they had to stop and listen to it. "What did Jubilee just say?" Storm put in as she finished off an éclair.
Rogue stood, weaving a bit, and set her glass down on the coffee table. She locked eyes with Remy and smiled. "She said to let them be Sugah," Her face took on a confused look. "Or else she said she wants some cheese, Ah can't really be sure."
It was then she realized she was standing in front of Remy, wearing nothing but a white t-shirt that came to only mid-thigh. She wasn't even wearing a body stocking because the girls knew how to protect themselves from her mutation, and she'd been wrapped in a blanket up until a moment before. He gave her an appraising glance, and she felt a streak of heat go through her.
"Killer legs chere," he mouthed silently.
"You have no idea," She mouthed back as she stretched and gave him another heat stopping look.
Rogue cleared her throat. "Let's let'm off easy, this time, Jean."
Jean made a face at her. "Why?"
Rogue raised an eyebrow. "Well Ah don't 'bout you Sugah but Ah want ta find you out how that movie ends, hmmm?"
"Yeah," Storm put in. "I'd kind of like to find out as well,"
Jean sighed, and gave the guys an evil look if there was ever one. "Fine if that's what you guys want." She grinned at the guys as she sat back down. "You guys are getting off lucky."
"Don't let us catch ya snooping again boys," Rogue put in, clearly giving Remy a look that stated your ass is mine Cajun and Ah intend to make sure you know it. "Ya'll just might regret it."
The guys, seeing their chance at salivation, turned and headed for the door as fast as their legs could carry them, closing it behind them as they went.
"Well dat didn't turn out too bad," Remy said as they hurried away from the sound of their girlfriend's laughter.
"Are you kidding?" Scott said. "It's worse then I could have thought."
"Oh come on," Remy said. "Ya getting paranoid Scooter,"
"Stop calling me that," he hissed as they walked. "You have no idea, it would have been better if they'd just gotten revenge now!'
"I really really, hate to admit it but Pole Boy is right," Logan said. "You don't know Red that well," He shuddered. "This gives her and the rest of them time to plan revenge, it'll be worse then anything they could have done tonight."
"We didn't even do anything," Remy said as they re-entered the kitchen. "Remy's sure, that Rogue won't let them …"
"Don't kid yourself Cajun," Logan said as he picked up the deck of cards and began to shuffle them. "They'll get their revenge," he cleared his throat and began to deal, meeting Remy eye to eye. "And don't kid yourself for an instant that Rogue is gonna stop them."
"Why?" Remy said as he lit up a fresh ciggy.
"Because when it comes to revenge, your girl is the worst one of them all."
Back in the media room, the girls had re-commenced with the movies and were back to where they had been before the guys had interrupted them. "You know," Jean said. "I don't understand why you didn't let us have some fun with them Rogue,"
Rogue laughed. "For one, Ah'd like ta have a boyfriend left in the morning, plus," A devious look came into her eyes. "It's better this way.'
"Why?" Storm asked.
Rogue grinned. "Because this way we can get back at them, and they'll never know when it's coming or what it's gonna be."
"Your bad," Jean admonished.
"The worst baby," Rogue said with a laugh. "And I'm not even in the mood yet."
The next morning before noon, Remy found himself, driving Storm, Jean and Rogue to the mall in Salem Center for an impromptu shopping trip that somehow he got dragged along for.
"Thanks for doing this Sugah," Rogue said as she leaned back in the passenger seat, and pushed her sunglasses high on her forehead. "It's real nice of ya,"
"No problem chere," he said as he braked at a red and waited to go, his unwillingness fading in an instant. "Remy's always at our disposal, ya know dat."
"It was just that Scott's got Jean's Benz and Storm's car is in the shop," She sighed. "And mah car, being a convertible, can't fit us all so…"
"Remy don't mind," he said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it, much to Rogue's delight. "Anything for Mon Coeur."
He scared his head, "Just off hand though, do you ladies ever actually teach? You rarely seem to spend time in da classroom, Remy's noticed."
"We teach," Rogue said, sounding offended.
"Yeah," Jean put in. "It's just it a reading week and there are no classes, the students are studying for their exams."
"It's too bad Jubes wasn't up to shopping today," Storm said from the back, changing the subject. "She seemed really under the weather when I called her."
"Ah'd have thought the thought of shopping would revive her," Rogue wiggled an eyebrow. "Ya know, like smelling salts."
"I didn't think anything would stop Jubilee from shopping," Jean said.
"Anything didn't," Rogue said, flipping through a magazine casually, before passing it to Jean. "Logan did."
"He hid her new credit cards," Storm explained. "And no matter how much she cried, he wouldn't give her his." She tossed the magazine on the Jeep's seat. "By the way, anything we see in a size 3, we're supposed to buy for her, and she'll pay us back later."
"Shopping by proxy," Jean said. "That's new, even for a shop-a-holic like her."
Rogue shrugged. "It's all she could do. Ah really don't think she was feelin all that well, after last night anyways."
"She was in my office at eight this morning, begging for aspirin." Jean said. "Logan almost had to carry her out."
"Poor P'tite", Remy said as they reached the edge of town. "You all should be ashamed ta get her that drunk, she's just a little bit, ya'll are supposed ta look out for her."
"She's a grown girl," Rogue said defensively.
"She be a kid, hon." he said gently "What is she? Nineteen. She acts like an adult cause she had to grow up fast."
"We all did," Storm pointed out.
"My point," he said "Is that she still needs you to look out for her. She looks up ta you because you're strong women." He flew threw a red and put all their blood pressure up. "But she ain't in your league yet, she's almost there, and Remy thinks being with Logan helps but still, ya'll should go easy on her."
"We do sweetie," Rogue said "We take care of her, don't worry."
"Remy's not worried," he said unconvincingly as he pulled into the mall parking lot and began to look for a spot. "He's just saying is all?"
"You're sweet," Rogue said, laying her head on his shoulder. "Has anyone ever told you that?"
Bella, all the time they were together.
"Not in a while," he said honestly as he stroked her hair and pulled into an open space. "But, you, chere, can tell me that any time you want." He leaned in and kissed her through the curtain of her hair while Storm and Jean laughed.
"Okay you two break it up," Storm said after a moment and reluctantly the duo parted.
They reached the mall a few moments later, and stepped inside, looking around as the decorations. "Is that Christmas stuff?" Rogue said pointing to a display.
"Looks like," Remy said.
"Halloween was only a week and a half ago," Rogue protested. "We just the ballroom undecorated. Don't tell me we have ta think 'bout Christmas, already."
"Guess so," Storm said as they reached center court.
"Well ladies," Remy said as he wrapped an arm around Rogue and pulled her close for an instant. "Dis is were you and da Gambit part company. Remy's gonna go check out da book store and den da hobbies shop, so I'll meet up with ya'll later."
"Ahright," Rogue said, giving him a kiss through a ready scarf, she was wearing around her neck. Since she'd been with him, she'd started wearing some of her favorite cloths again, brighter colors, and softer textures that after the break up, she didn't think she'd ever wear again.
Today, it was a short black, leather skirt paired with a black body stocking and a low cut off the shoulder green velvet top that sported the flowing bell sleeves she loved so much and a teal colored velvet scarf. She'd wound her hair back into a pony tail and left the white strands around her face, her normal trademark when it came to her hair.
She gave him a hug, holding on for a moment longer then normal, ad then let Jean pull her in the other direction towards the shops while Remy went on his own.
"So which store first?" Jean asked "Banana Republic, Claire's, Victoria Secret?"
"Let's just wander around," Storm suggested. "See what we can find."
"Sounds good," Rogue said as they approached the first store.
They wandered inside, and began to look things over, going through the racks with the precession of experienced shoppers. "What do ya think of this?" Rogue asked as she held up maroon colored peasant blouse.
"Nice," Jean said with a nod, "Those blouses always look on you with your skin tone." She sorted through the rack and came up with a navy blue sweater then deiced against it and set it back as they moved on.
"So were you serious last night?" She asked as she fingered the materiel of a black velvet skirt and decided to try it on. "About getting the guys back?"
"Nah." Rogue said as she added another tight knit sweater to the pile she was already carrying. "It just seemed like a good idea to scare them at the time."
"You just don't want to mess things up with Remy," Storm said as she perused through a rack of ethnic style shirts.
"Damn straight," Rogue said. "Ah'm happier then Ah've been in along time, Ah'm not taking any chances."
"You do seem happier," Jean observed as they approached the fitting rooms.
"Ah feel happier," She said as she disappeared into one of the small rooms. "More then Ah ever thought Ah could."
"I'm glad sweetie," Storm said as they waited for her to come out so they could see what the tops looked like. "It's nice to see you smiling again."
"Yeah," Jean said with a pensive smile as if something had just popped into her mind. "It's great, honey, it really is."
After three and half hours of shopping, and wandering through the mall, the girls were about ready to call it quits, having racked up a credit card bill that would have made their absent friend, Jubilee, weep with pride if she could have seen them.
"Ah can't believe Ah bought so much," Rogue moaned as she juggled bags from hand to hand. "Mah credit card bill is going ta be a nightmare!"
"And you made a trip to the car," Jean pointed out as she shifted her own bags to her other hand. She fixed her grip on the lightest bags and let the heaviest ones go, so they were floating by her side, held only in place by her powers. They trailed along behind her, above the ground like a row of ducklings, soliciting a few mild stares as the trio continued down the mall.
Storm shook her head, having only bought a few things for herself, and a gift for a student with an upcoming birthday. "I don't think you can make anymore comments about Jubilation, you've got her beat today hands down."
"On the ground," Jean said as another store caught her eye. She grabbed Rogue's arm and began to drag her friend towards the store before she could.
"Jean!" Rogue said as she glanced down to make sure her arm was covered, "What the hell are you doing?"
"I want to go in that store," She said pointing vaguely as they went along.
"What store?" Rogue asked. She glanced around, until a store name caught her eyes. " You don't mean Eden's Erotics, do ya?"
"Of course," Jean said as they approached the store.
"It's a sex shop!" Rogue hissed.
"And since when are you a prude?" Jean said "You're the crudest one of us all and you balk at the thought of going in something as simple as a lingerie store."
"It's not just a lingerie store and you know it," Rogue said, "Storm back me up here …Storm?" She turned around, only to find the Weather Witch had already disappeared inside.
"Come on," Jean said as she grabbed her by the gloved hand. "It'll be fun, and I want to see if they've got anything Scott and I can use."
"Ah don't want ta know," Rogue said holding up a hand
"Are you afraid?" Jean asked.
"Ah'm not afraid," Rouge snapped, just the reaction Jean was hoping for. "Come on, let's go"
"Who knows, maybe you'll find something you like," Jean observed as they stepped inside.
"And who am Ah gonna wear if for if Ah do?" Rogue said with a laugh as they stopped to look at a skimpy piece of lingerie. "Mah stuffed animals?"
"Remy," Jean said as if that solved her problems.
Right, and tomorrow Magneto was going to turn into a humanitarian.
"It's Ah little more complex then that," Rogue said as she began to sort through a rack of colored scarves in various textures. "And besides Ah told you, we're takin thing slow."
Jean grinned, and pointed out another very skimpy piece"In that, taking it slow could be a very good thing."
Rogue rolled her eyes as they stopped in front of a full sized mannequin, and Storm re-joined them. "Ah like that," Rogue said as she reached out and ran a hand over the fabric.
It was a sheer black nightgown, completely see through or at least boarding on it, that came to mid-calf and then fell to the floor in a sheer black lace. There was even a pair of black lace gloves that came to mid arm.
"It's beautiful," Jean agreed. "Not my style, but beautiful still."
"You should try it on," Storm said as she eyed it.
"No," Rogue scoffed "Why?"
"I think its called fun," Jean said as she motioned to the clerk to get one in Rogue's size. "Size four, right?"
"Jean," Rogue protested as her friend began to usher her to the fitting rooms. "What's the point of this?"
"None," Jean said and laughed at Rogue's expression. "Sometimes things don't have to have a point, you know." She sighed at her friend's expression. "Come on, try it on. What's the worst thing that could happen?"
Remy whistled as he hurried along the length of the mall, he'd managed to get a good deal on the books he'd been looking for, and he'd managed to get some new cards he liked. Now, all he had to was meet up with the girls and they could call it a day.
He looked around, trying to see if he could see them, and as he passed a store closeted away from the others, he thought he caught a flash of a familiar red head through the lightly filmed window. Sure enough, as he approached he could see Red and Stormy inside but there was no sight of Rogue. He glanced up to see what store it was and nearly choked.
Okay, so the girls were in a sex store, he could deal with that.
Not in the least bit intimidated he opened the door and stepped inside, looking around at the items he passed as he did so. More then a few of them, he could imagine Rogue wearing and that was nearly enough to send him running for the nearest broom closet.
"Hey girls," he said as he approached them. "What's going on?"
Jean jumped and whirled around, nearly knocking a rack of Erotic Monopoly to the ground as she did so. Storm for her part, just looked shocked to see him actually unflustered in a normally female dominated store.
"Uh nothing," Jean said, her eyes darting to the change rooms and back again. That alone told him something was up, and he knew intuitively because Rogue was absent it had to do with her. "We're only gonna be a few more minutes if you want to wait out side."
"Non," He said crossing his arms over his chest. "Remy can wait here, he don't mind" He grinned at the two dismayed women. "So what we waiting for?"
In the changing room, Rogue slipped on the lace gloves and looked her herself in the mirror. She wasn't used to seeing herself with so much skin bare. She'd even taken off her normal body stocking just to see how it would look like if she were a normal woman. A noise from outside caught her attention and she turned towards the door. "Jean, everything ahright out there?" she called as he looked in the mirror again.
"Fine hon." Jean called back. "Come out so we can see you?"
"Right," Rogue said, taking one last look. The negligee definitely emphasized her legs and small waist. It also pushed her other…assets up, and that was a polite way of saying she was nearly falling out of the cups." Here Ah come,"
She pulled open the door, and let out a shriek as she met Remy's surprised look. Instantly she look murderous looks at jean and Storm for not telling her he'd been there until she saw the looks on there faces, clearly he'd caught them by surprise as well and it had been too late to tell her.
"Well Sugah," She said, turning to Remy, deciding to make the best of the situation. "What do ya think?"
Remy glanced at her, his heart racing and found for the moment he'd lost the ability to make coherent sentences. "Nice," he managed to choke out as he coughed and tried to speak again. "It looks good, chere, real good."
Good was a tepid and pathetic way of saying she looked fantastic in it, but he couldn't think of anything else to describe the way he felt, seeing her practically naked in that outfit. He wanted to hustle her into the change room and make love to her until nether of them could move but he knew it wasn't an option so he voted for the next best option. "You should definitely buy it Rogue," he choked out.
"He speaks," she said with a soft laugh. "Maybe Ah will then, Cajun"
With that she turned and walked back into the change room, giving him a good view of her "assets", as she went.
When she emerged a few moments later carrying the negligee in her hands she grinned at him, and sidled by him as close as she could get. "Did you like what you saw Cajun?" she whispered.
"Very much," he said as he pulled her close and kissed her through her neck scarf.
"Good," She said pulling out of his embrace and turning to walk away. "That makes it all worth while then."
She was about to go pay for her purchase when Jean called out to her from across the store. "Rogue, come here for a moment!"
"What?" Rogue said as she picked up her bags and moved towards her friend's voice, "What did you find?"
"Look and see," Jean said, pointing to yet another mannequin.
"What," Rogue said as she approached. "Not more lingerie, that Ah don't need Ah hope."
"Nope," Jean said with a grin, as she pointes. "Something a lot better, the entire reason I wanted you to come in here in the first place." She nodded her head. "Look."
Rogue did as she was told, and jean grinned as a stunned look came across her friends face. "Is that a body stocking?" she said moving closer.
"Yup," Jean said as they stared at the teal colored velvet outfit, "I thought you might like it."
"Ah love it," Rogue said, fingering the soft material as Storm and Remy joined them. "Why didn't ya tell me they had these here?"
"I thought I'd surprise you," Jean said as the store keeper came up to them.
"Aren't these gorgeous," she said with a grin. "I got them in a week ago, and I can't seem to keep them on the rack. They sell like hot cakes." She ran a hand slowly over the fabric. "We got them in tons of styles too."
"Really," Rogue said as she eyed the one out to view. It fit closely from neck to feet, in her case that meant it gave total protection but was still sexy as hell.
"Oh yeah," the saleswomen said. "Velvet, lace, leather, silk, we've got them all and any we don't, I can order. I have a catalog if you want it as well."
"Ah don't know," Rogue said nervously, well aware that Remy was watching her.
"I can vouch for them," The saleswomen said with a grin, dropping her voice a notch. "I have four of my own at home, my boyfriend loves them on me, they fit like a second skin and you can still feel everything through them, and I do mean everything." She raised an eyebrow. "They give total coverage, the illusion of wondering what's under the stocking but they're still really naughty."
"What's so naughty about them?" Storm asked from where she stood.
The women laughed, and raised an eyebrow. "They're crotchless, that's what."
Rogue's jaw dropped, and she shot a look at Remy, but he simply smiled and crossed his arms over his chest. This was her call, and he wanted her to know it, even if he was dying for her, and she for him, and they both knew it.
"Let me look at the ones you have in stock," she said taking a breath, and letting the sales women lead her off to the counter. By the time they were ready to leave the store few moments later, she'd bought five of them, aside from the negligee she was already holding. One in black lace, two sheer see through ones, one green velvet one, and one in bright red leather and had put in a standing order for six more in various other colors and fabrics. She also bought a dozen new scarves in bright colors and condoms to match.
"Remy thought we were takin it slow, chere," he said as they left the store.
"We are," she said giving him a sexy grin.
"How so?"
"You were with me when Ah bought this stuff," She said with a grin.
"So?"
"So?" She said "You don't know when or where or even if we'll ever use them, that's what Ah, call takin it good and slow, Cajun."
With that she turned and walked away hurrying to catch up with her friends, giving him a sultry look and grin over her shoulder as she did so.
"Merde," he said as he hurried to catch up. "Dat girl's gonna be da death of me yet."
"So, Jean said a few moments later as they piled all the boxes into the Jeep's backseat and all got in. "What's up for tonight?"
"Clubbing," Rogue and Storm said in union without missing a beat.
"We hitting Dazzler's place?" Jean asked as she dropped into the back seat.
" Maybe," Rogue said " We could hit a few clubs if ya'll wanted too or we could just dance the night away at Dazzler's if that's what you want."
" We'll just have to wait and see how we feel," Storm said, switching the radio on and earning a look from Remy as she remembered their first trip together and the fiasco the radio had nearly caused. She tuned in the local rock station, and settled back in the back seat as the music blared on.
"Dis da team or just da girls?" Remy asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Just the girls," All three women said, watching as he rolled his eyes.
"You know," he said to Rogue in a low voice. "Remy thought you and he we're supposed ta be dating, not you and them."
"Oh," Rogue said as she slipped an arm around his shoulders as he drove and. "Don't pout, baby." She grinned. "You and Ah can do something fun tomorrow night," She raised an eyebrow at him, giving him an idea of what exactly that was, and he nearly drove them off the road in excitement.
"Hey, who knows?" Jean said, shooting Remy a look "With those new stockings, you might just be able to get lucky with someone you meet at the club tonight."
"Not likely," Rogue said with a grin. "Tonight Ah'm under the motto of look but don't touch." She lowered her voice so only Remy could hear her. "Ah'm saving those stockings for you and Ah Sugah, so you'd better be ready soon."
Remy's eyes widened as they reached the freeway and he nearly drove them into a tanker truck. He sped up a bit, wanting to get home as soon as possible.
Because with talk like that Rogue really would be the death of him if they stayed on the roads.
Later that evening as she got ready, Rogue laid her purchases from that day out on her bed and surveyed them as she chose something to wear to the club. "There must be something," She said as she rifled through both her old cloths and her new. She always had this problem when she went out; deciding on what cloths to wear was the bane of her existence at times and a distinct pleasure at others.
Eventually she settled for the black lace body stocking she'd bought that day, a hunter green lace top, and a tight black leather skirt that came to only mid-thigh. The top had a deep v-neck that displayed more cleavage then she normally would (But she could live with that) and had draped lace sleeves that she loved, even if they weren't normally her style while the skirt was new and she was dying to see Remy's reaction to it. She paired it with a pair of black lace gloves, and a pair of black stiletto's, marveling at how good she looked before turning to work on her hair.
She pulled it back into a tight ponytail, high oh her head like she would for training, and then curled it lightly so it was rippled instead of just a straight pony tail. Then she curled the white strips of her hair so they framed her face and brought out her eyes.
"Damn!" Rogue cursed as she caught a glimpse of the time. She was going to be late if she didn't hurry up. She grabbed her leather duster and ran out the door, as fast as her heels would let her. She was so intent on meeting up the Storm, Jean and Jubilee that she didn't even notice Remy until she almost collided into him in the hallway.
"Sorry Sugah!" she said as she skidded to a halt.
"Not a problem chere," he said as he eyed her out fit and gave a low wolf whistle in appreciation.
"You like?' she asked as she gave a spin around for him.
"Like ain't the word," he said thickly as he pulled her close. "You clean up real well for a li'l river rat."
"Thank you," she said as she pressed herself against him.
"Dis ain't one of dem new stocking is it?" he asked as his hand swept her exposed thigh.
"Of course," she said into his ear. "Why?"
"Just wondering," he said as he bent and kissed the crook of her neck through her neck scarf. "How do you feel 'bout making our own plans tonight?"
"Like?"
"Like staying in," he said as he kissed her again and again. " Escaping to your room, locking the door, and forgetting about everything but us making love all night."
"Tempting offer Cajun," she said as she leaned against him. "But Ah can't, what 'bout the girls?"
"Remy's sure they can find a wee to amuse themselves," he said as his hand swept by her breast and she gasped at the sensation.
"Ah wish Ah could honey,' she said as she pulled back. " But Ah really got ta go."
He sighed, and laid his head on her shoulder for a moment before straightening up. "Ahright then," he said "Go and have fun."
"Ah will," she say "And then you and Ah will later, Ah promise."
"Remy's gonna hold you to that," he said as he pulled her too him and kissed her through her scarf.
She kissed him back and things began to heat up rapidly as she back peddled to the nearest wall for support. She wound her arms around his neck as he rested his hands at her hips and the kiss deepened as far as it could go. They pressed against each other, both hungry for what the other could give and it was with reluctant that Rogue broke away, leaning against him as she tried to catch her breath.
"Ah really have ta go Sugah," she said.
"I know," he said as she unwound herself from him and began to walk away. "Go and have fun."
"Ah will," she called then turned back. "But not as much fun as you and Ah are gonna have when Ah get back."
"Remy can't wait," he said with another low whistle as he watched her go, wondering how he'd been lucky enough to find a women like her to love him.
Twenty minutes later, waiting outside the car with Jubilee, Jean and Storm at the wheel of her new Mercedes, they were ready to head into the city for the night.
"Be careful," Scott said to Jean as she got in. "And call if you need guys need a driver for the trip back."
"We will honey," she said giving him a kiss as she got in. "Don't worry about us; we're all big girls we can take care of our selves."
"Speak for yourself," Jubilee said as she gave Logan a kiss and got in the car.
"Very funny Sugah," Rogue said as she got in and they started off.
"You know Ah feel kind of bad." Rogue said as she checked her make up, using the mirror in her compact.'
"About what?" Jubilee asked.
"Leaving the guys behind," Rogue said as she tossed her compact in her purse. "We've been doing so much girl stuff together lately, Ah feel like we've left them out." She sighed. "We should have asked them to come with us really."
"They'll show up," Jean said.
"They always do," Storm put in.
"It never fails," Jubilee informed her. "We say we're going out, just the girls, and an hour after we've been at Dazzler's, they show up and join us."
"Then why don't they just come with us?" Rogue said. "Ah don't get it; it's stupid for them to follow behind us."
"No, it's not." Jean said "It gives us time to play, flirt a bit and enjoy ourselves on our own, before they show up."
"I always enjoy myself more when Logan's around," Jubilee put in. "No offense."
"None taken," Rogue said "So why don't we just ask them to come with us next time, and we'll go out as a team?"
The four women looked at each other, and thought about it for a moment then said all at once.
"Nah!"
"What do you mean Remy should go get ready?"
Remy looked from his magazine and flashed Logan as much of an annoyed look as he dared. He had been seated on a couch in the staff lounge, pouring through his latest edition of Scientific America, and enjoying a beer when Logan had entered the room and fired the request at him.
He tossed the magazine aside and shot Logan a look. "Remy don't know what exactly you have in mind Wolverine, but if it's a date ya'll be lookin for, forget I ain't your type and even if I was, you couldn't afford me, Remy's not a cheap date."
"Very funny Cajun," Logan said, spitting out the words. "Scooter sent me to find you."
"Why, ya'll trying ta make this a three some?" He made a face. "Cause your cute and all I guess, and Scooter is well...Scooter and he's pretty and all but Remy really ain't interested in ya that way."
"We're gonna meet up with the girls at Dazzler's," Logan ground out. "So get your Cajun ass ready and meet us at the jeep in forty-five minutes."
"The girls just left." Remy pointed out as he took another sip of his beer.
"So?" Logan said.
"So why are we following them, Remy thought this was a girls night out?"
"No," Logan said. "We always follow them after about an hour."
"Why?" Remy asked "You guys got nothing better to do then stalk your own girlfriends?" he grinned. "Or do you not trust them or something because if that's the case count me out. Remy trusts Rogue plenty."
"Hey, Bub, I trust Jubilee with my life," Logan growled and Remy knew he's crossed the line. "It's just we always join up with the girls to have some fun."
"Why didn't we just go with them?" Remy asked.
" Because we never do," Logan said, mentally reminding himself that if he killed the annoying Swamp Rat, Rogue would kill him and he'd never get to take Jubilee wilderness survival camping like he wanted too.
"That's the stupidest plan, Remy's ever heard off in his life." He scoffed. "What master dumbass came up with this idea?"
The look on Logan's face, made Remy wince as he realized he was looking at the master dumbass himself. Fearing for his life, and other body parts he valued, he gave up gracefully, rather then suffer severe bodily harm to his person. "Ahright," he said with a sigh as he drained the last of his beer. "How long do I have to get ready?"
The club was already packed when the girls arrived, and the line was almost around the block as they pulled up and tried to find a parking space. "Are we going to be able to get in?" Jubilee asked.
"Always," Storm said. "Dazzler's bouncer knows us, he's knows we're her friends so we'll get in ahead of everyone."
"Is that fair, I mean with all these people waiting?"
"No," Rogue said as they parked the car and exited "But it's a perk we all enjoy."
They reached the club doors in record time as people gave them annoyed glances, and Rogue and Jean shot them right back. "Hey Talon," Rogue said. "Got a spot for us in there?"
"Always ladies," he said as he moved the velvet rope and let them in ahead of the crowd. "Do you want me to let you know when the guys get here?"
"No, they'll find us," Rogue said as something occurred to her. "Don't look for Drake around with them," she informed him. "They'll be bringing someone else."
Talon nodded. "You got it baby," he said as he ushered them in.
"First round of drinks on me?" Storm said as they moved towards their usual table. "I'm taking orders."
"Apple Martini," Jean said as they sat down.
"Southern Comfort on the rocks," Rogue said, as if she ever ordered anything else.
"A Vodka cooler" Jubilee asked. "I don't care what type or flavor."
As Storm moved off to the bar, Rogue grinned. "This was a good idea," she said as she bobbed her head to the music.
"Yeah," Jean said as they watched the band set up for the next set. Her eyes wandered as a group of good looking men walked by them and smiled. "I think it really was."
The girls were on their second round of drinks, and Storm and Jubilee were up dancing together when all of a sudden Jean turned to Rogue with a grin. "What?" Rogue asked as she sipped her whisky.
"The guys are here," Jean said "Their outside, trying to find a place to park."
"Gotta love that connection you've got with Scott," Rogue said. "Let's you know where he is at all times."
"Who say's I'm picking up on Scott?" Jean said with a laugh. "I'm picking up on Logan and how frustrated he is after being in a car with Scott for twenty minutes."
"If they can't stand each other like that, how do they survive being in the jet for hours on end?" Jubilee asked.
"Fights, arguments, and gripings." Jean said "And me there to stop them."
"Hey Talon," Scott called as the guys approached the club. "How's it going man?"
"Not bad," The bulky black man said with a snort. "The girls are already inside, waiting for you guys." He grinned at them. "Although why they'd want a group of losers like you when they could have me, I don't know."
As Remy stepped up to the door, the bouncer stopped them for an instant and gave him a once over. "Rogue said, you were brining someone knew, I take it this is him."
"Yup," Logan said "Bobby's out of the picture."
"Finally," Talon said, "Wimp."
"My sentiments exactly," Logan said turning to Scott. "No offense."
"Offense taken." Scot said, crossing his arms over his chest defensively.
"You seem more Rogues' style then Ice Cube ever was," Talon said as he looked him over.
"Thank ya," Remy said as he finally let them in.
"How are we gonna find the girls?' Remy asked as the music hit him. "In this entire din?"
"They're right there," Scott said pointing to the left. "At our usual tables."
"Hey there you are!" Jean said, jumping up as they reached them through the crowds. She gave Scott a kiss, and pulled him to where she was sitting as Logan looked around for Jubilee.
"Where's Jubes?" He yelled over the crowed.
"Dancing with Storm," Rogue told him as Remy plopped down beside her in the booth. She pointed to were the White Witch and Jubes were dancing "She's right over there."
"I can wait," Logan said as he sat down.
Remy glanced down at the drink in Rouge's hand. "Whisky, huh?" he said "My papa always told me never date a girls who drinks anything stronger then wine cause their only after one thing."
"Well," Rogue said as the waitress brought the guys all a beer. "My mama always said you could tell a mans worth by what he drank."
"You know what that mean's don't ya?" he asked.
"What?" she said as she took another sip of her drink.
"Our families were really screwed up." He said, watching as she laughed.
"Honey, you have no idea." She said as the music ended and changed to a faster beat. "Ah love this song" she held out a gloved hand. "Dance with me?"
"Of course," he said as they headed for the dance floor, passing Storm and Jubilee who were just leaving it.
Once there he pulled her close, and they began to dance to the fast pace of the song. "Who's looking after the school?" she asked as they danced.
"Kitty, Beast and Cannonball, and the Professor's back as well, got in just after you left." Remy said as he kissed the top of her head and then dipped her low, much to her surprise. "We tried to get Cannonball to come but he wouldn't."
"He's not a partier." Rogue said as the music ended and they began to move off the floor "Don't know why."
As if on cue, a familiar blonde head popped through the crowd and began to head towards them. "Sam!" Rogue called, waving at him. "Over here!"
He reached a moment later as Rogue shook her head. "We were just talking 'bout you."
"So you deiced to join da gang after all," Remy asked as they began to move back to the table.
Sam shook his head as they reached it. "No," he said and his tone was bleak. "The Professor sent me to find you."
"Why is something wrong at the school?" Storm asked. "With the kids?"
"No, worse," Sam said, lowering his voice. "There was another attack on the Senator."
"What?" Jean said. "When?"
"An hour ago," Cannonball said. "He sent me to get you, he wants us all to go to Washington and investigate, track down the assassin or mutant that did it. Now!"
"Why didn't he contact me telepathically?' Jean asked as they all rose and headed for the door.
"He's exhausted" Sam said as they walked. "He was doing some exercise on Mueir Island and it wore him out, he said it was easier for me to come get you."
"Look," Rogue said "Ah hate ta say it but this isn't a very good time, we're all a little drunk, and we don't even have uniforms."
"There are coffee and your uniforms on the jet," Sam said as they bypassed Talon and exited the club. "You can sober up on the way." He passes a hand over his face. "Kitty and Beast are waiting for us; the jet's a block away in Central Park."
"Wait a minute," Scott said "What about the Senator, is he alright?"
"No." Sam said as they headed down the black, their cars forgotten in the commotion. "He's was shot point blank in the chest, he's in intensive care." He sighed again and looked at the ground. "They don't think he's going to live through the night."
"Dammt!" Scott said as they reached the jet a few moments later. "If he dies…"
"Then we're all screwed." Logan said bluntly as they filed up the plank.
"Hey, there you are," Kitty said, looking up from the pilot's seat. "Your uniforms are waiting for you, in your lockers of course."
"Sorry about cutting your night of enjoyment so short," Beast said as he gave the co-pilot's seat to Cannonball.
"It's not your fault," Logan growled.
"Still as the bringers of bad news, it seems prudent to apologize." Beast said "And might I say, Rogue your looking particularly attractive tonight."
"Thanks," Rogue said as they all began to file back to the change rooms. "Now where's that coffee?"
Rogue was in the process of changing few minutes later alone in the locker room but her thoughts were so jumbled she almost took her cloths off and then put the same ones back on again. She knew what it would mean if the Senator died, it would mean massive repercussion for their people. While the he wasn't for or against, mutants exactly.
She pulled off her top, and tossed it on the bench beside her, stretching her neck and back as she ran a hand over her flat stomach, her skirt followed and then the lace boy stocking she'd been wearing. She quickly changed it for a sheer one that Kitty had brought her, and then pulled on her yellow and green pants before stopping to take a sip of the strong black coffee in the mug beside her.
"Rogue do you need…" Remy's voice startled her as he came around the corner into the changing area. She quickly grabbed for her top but it slipped out of her fingers, hitting the floor at her feet, and before she knew it, Gambit had come around the corner, and she was standing in front of him.
Topless, for the better part.
"A coat." He finished as he stopped dead in his tracks and stared at her. He grinned. "Remy knows dat thin leather one, won't help ya much so he wanted ta know if ya wanted my spare duster."
She straightened up, knowing she was giving him a full look, and took his heavy coat from his outstretched fingers, stepping closer to him as she did so. "Thanks Sugah," she said, laying it over her bare arm as he bent down and retrieved her top from the floor. She set the coat down for a moment, and pulled her top on as she gave him a smile. "Get a good view?" she asked boldly as she stepped closer.
He reached out with a gloved hand and trailed a finger, down her chest, between her breasts, making her shiver. "Good enough," he said, his voice raspy, moving closer still to her. He leaned and kissed her through her hair, glad his shirt and armor protected him from her skin as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him.
She wound her arms around his neck as the kiss deepened, as he slid his hand past the cover of her jacket and caressed her breast, finding the peak of her nipple and rubbing it with the pad of his thumb as she gasped and arched against him. " Re-Remy," she gasped as they broke apart for a moment and he laughed he continued torturing her.
"You like dat, huh?" He said as he moved from one breast to the other.
"The others can probably hear us," she said.
"Nope," he said "Dis part of da jet is sound proof, at least from what Logan says."
"Oh," she said as she arched against him again, wanting more, needing what he could give her. She drew him closer, grabbing the front of his coat in both gloved fists as he pulled a black scarf from his own pocket and used it to kiss her again. " Someone could walk in on us,"
" Adds a little danger to it, don't it?" he said as he back peddled them to one of the leather covered chairs that lined the room and down onto it as he continued to caressed her, feeling her response in every pore of his own being as he pressed her back into the chair and leaned over her.
He ducked his head low, pushing the green and yellow fabric of her jacket farther apart, and took her nipple in his mouth through the fabric of her body stocking. She gasped softly, and rested a gloved hand on the back of his neck as she arched her back , and ran her other hand through his hair.
He continued to toy with her, moving from one breast to the other as she writhed under him, her body fraught with sensations she had never felt before with anyone. Remy glanced up at her, wanting to see her eyes as he touched her and as his red eyes locked with her green ones; he was shocked to see the raw emotions flickering across her features.
Clearly no one had ever touched her the way he was, with little fear and a consideration of what her needs were and not just his own. It shocked and thrilled him to realize while she was the most naturally sexual person he'd ever met, she had no idea really of what her body could do or feel. She wasn't a virgin, he knew she and the Ice Prick had slept together, and yet in a way she was and that meant a hell of a lot of things.
It meant he would get to show her, really show her what her body could feel, and it was a task he was going to enjoy immensely as he would make sure she would.
With his eyes still locked to hers, he let his hand drift lower, skirting along the length of her leg as he arched up to kiss her again, feeling his own body quaking at the sounds of her gasps of pleasure. He fought back the impulse to just make love to her right then and there, even as his own control was slipping closer and closer to the edge, he wanted to make things last for her as long as possible.
His hand drifted to the juncture of her thighs as he touched her through the fabric of her uniform. She jumped startled as he rubbed his hand against her, and moved to catch his wrist with her own hand and stop him. " Remy," she said and there was a catch to her voice.
" Shhh," he said against her mouth, as he took her hand and placed it on his shoulder. " Remy ain't afraid of you P'tite, and I ain't afraid to touch you. I ain't going anywhere, relax, everything'll be alright." He kissed her wrist for a moment and he could see the uncertainty in her eyes, they bore the evidence of the hurt she's experienced in the past, a hurt he took upon himself to make her forget, even if it was just for a little while. " Just trust me Rogue," he said as he looked at her. " Trust me and let yourself feel."
She glanced down at him for a moment and gradually he felt her begin to relax, showing him she did, in fact, trust him. He smiled at her, and they kissed again through the scarf as he slipped a hand down the front of her uniform, past all the barriers of her clothing and found her hot and ready for him as she arched against him. He cupped her in his gloved palm, finding the hole in her stocking then and easing a finger against her, finding her hot and wet as they both groaned in pleasure.
" Remy," she gasped as she pressed herself against him, her body as tight as a cord, strung against him as she spiraled towards release. He found the swollen nub that controlled her satisfaction and rubbed it gently with the soft pad of his thumb as she muffled her cries by burying her face in his shoulder. Remy could tell she was close, and so was he as he slipped a gloved finger in and out of her, she pumped against him, trying to bring him as close as possible, wanting to feel him inside her, now! And knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She could feel him against her, and she ground against him, trying to give him some of the satisfaction he was giving her.
" Rogue,'" he groaned as he continued to touch her. " Darlin, I wouldn't do that if I were you," and she knew how close he was. She couldn't take anymore, as she began to come, she reached for his belt buckle, wanting him inside her as badly as she had ever wanted anything in her life, feeling herself begin to spiral away and fly…
…And the jet suddenly pitched and rolled, nearly, sending them flying from the chair as the lights flickered and alarms began to sound. " What da hell?" Remy rasped as it pitched again, and shook.
" That felt like something hit us," Rogue said sitting up, her body still shaking in need.
" And not what Remy wanted ta hit us," he muttered as he retracted his hand and let her up. She gave him a glace to tell him, exactly how frustrating it was to be stopped so close to release and he knew exactly what she meant and was feeling.
All of a sudden Scott's voice boomed over the Jet's intercom. " All team to the cockpit, we're under attack."
" Very astute ain't he?' Remy asked as he watched her zip up her uniform completely with regret and pulled his coat over his shoulders. He hastily tucked his shirt in to his pants, and pulled his coat around him as they headed for the front, knowing if he didn't his front would cause some notice.
He placed a hand on her shoulder as they hurried along, and she curled her hand over it as they reached the front, although a few times they almost fell as the jet groaned and moved under them. " What the hell is goin on?" Rogue said as she moved to her seat.
" We're being attacked from the ground." Cannonball called out to her.
" How?" Remy asked as he sat down and buckled himself in.
" We don't know exactly," Scott said from where he now occupied the pilot seat. " But it looks like he's blasting at us with some type of raw energy."
" We should be able to out run a person on foot easily?' Rogue said as she turned to tactical and began to survey the panels.
" Normally," Jean said locking eyes with Rogue and her voice sounded loud and clear in Rogue's head Sorry to interrupt you two, but take it from me, those seats are uncomfortable for sex anyways. Trust me I know. " But he's already hit our port thrusters, we're at half speed and we losing that."
" Who is it?" Rogue asked as she blushed, she should have known Jean would have known what was going on with them in back. " And what does he want?"
" We don't know," Jean said " I can't access his mind."
" He's got to know the jet's specs," Scott said as he swerved to avoid another hit and they finally got out of range. " Or else he wouldn't have a chance to even get close to us."
" We just lost the back engines!" Storm called out.
" What??!" Scott called. " They we're fine a minute ago."
" Well, there out now!" Storm called.
" I'm gonna have to take her down," Scott called to them. " Hold on, it make get a little bumpy."
" Where are we?" Jubilee asked as they began to ascend.
" Upper Montana," Logan informed her. " See the flat land, that's why he could track us so easily, no trees to block whoever it was from seeing us."
The Blackbird took sharp dip as Scott coasted her down, and Remy let out a startled curse as Rogue almost tumbled from her seat, hitting her head as she did so. " Sorry," Scott said as they finally reached ground, hitting it sharply enough to jar them all. " Is she alright?"
" I'm fine," Rogue said as they rolled to a stop. " Just scared me is all."
Scott nodded. " Alright,", he said as they all looked out at the flat land around them. " Everyone out, I think we're here for the night."
" You sure your okay?" Remy asked Rogue, an hour later as they sat around a blazing campfire with the others. Scott and Jean, were the only one's absent having holed themselves up on the jet to find out what exactly had caused the engine of the invincible SR-77 Blackbird to conk out.
" Ah'm fine,' she said, accepting the cup. " On both accounts."
" Good," he said as he settled down beside her. " So we're here for the night?"
Rogue nodded. " Jean said, it'll take that long ta find the problem in the engines and fix it." She sighed and looked up at the darkened sky, dotted with stars. " We normally have tents but without any power to use the air generator, to set them up, we don't even have those."
" So we're ruffing it?" Remy asked as he slipped an arm around her.
" Pretty much." They watched as Logan returned to camp from scouting the area. " Although some people seem to like it."
" There's nothing around us for miles." Logan said as he sat down and began to pour himself some coffee. "And no sign of the jerk that attacked us, who ever he was."
" It had to be someone we know," Rogue said as she leaned against Remy and yawned. " It's the only explanation."
Jubilee looked around as she came to sit down. " Are we safe here with no cover?"
Logan nodded. " I'm pretty sure darlin, look Scooter and Jeannie are covering the Blackbird up now." He turned back to Rogue. " I think your right, it ad to be in inside job. Who else would know the Blackbird, well enough to take her down?"
" He's right," Scott said as he moved to join them. " The engines are almost fried, it had to be someone at the School or someone who used to be there."
" What about Magneto?" Kitty asked ' Could it have been one of his thugs?"
" I doubt it," Scott said. " It's not his style of attack, he's more subtle." He tossed a stick into the fire. " More likely it was the same person who attacked the Senator and they wanted to make sure we couldn't get to the Capital and find out who they are.'
Jean came out of the dark, and flopped down beside him, rubbing her temples as she did so. " I got in touch the Professor telepathically," she said "He agrees we should sit tight for the moment, like we have a choice, and he's going to try and find out who attacked us."
" What about the Blackbird?' Remy asked.
" If Scott, Storm and I push it, I think we can be in the air by noon tomorrow." She said " But that's the earliest and even that's only in safe mode until we can get her back to the Institute. No fighting, just a quick flight home for now."
"Good enough," Logan said as he kissed Jubilee on the top of the head as she yawned. " The rest of us'll take turns and stand watch."
" Logan and I'll go first," Jubilee said, to Logan's obvious surprise. " The rest of you should try and get some sleep. Unfortunately all we have is the ground because we can't get the tents up but there are plenty of blankets for everyone."
" Sounds like a plan," Jean said as she began to stack the blankets around for them to grab then she, Scott and Storm hastily excused themselves to begin the repairs on the jet.
Rogue yawned and fought to keep her eyes open as a coo wind blew across her making her shiver. Remy glanced over, seeing her reaction to the cold and moved closer to her. " Left the coat in the jet huh?" he asked as she nodded.
" Here," he said as he opened his coat and pulled it around both of them comfortably. " This might help."
Rogue rested her head against the solid wall of his chest as she yawned again and tried to get comfortable. Without a word, Remy reached for a blanket and pulled that around them as well, until only the top of her head and face was visible then wrapped his arms tightly around her.
" Remy," she said, still unsure, wanting to make sure he won't accidentally touch her bare skin as he slept.
He laughed and kissed the top of her head as he pulled a bit of the blanket between them and rested his chin on the top of her head. "Remember,' he said in a whisper, only meant for her ears. " Trust me."
" Ah do," she said, interrupted by a huge yawn.
He laughed again and kissed the top of her head, resting his chin again as he did so. " Go ta sleep li'l one,' he said with a yawn. " Logan's gonna wake us when it's our turn to watch ."
She nodded, drifting off, locked in his arms, trusting him like she had no other in her life to keep her safe from harm.
To Be Continued…