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Spin the Bottle Chapter 2
Bobby's laughter was joined by Kurt, Kitty and Spike.
"Well, this should be an interesting night." Scott said smirking towards Jean and Rogue who were just staring at the bottle, not capable of making eye contact with each other before he cracked up laughing along with the others. Jean finally built up the courage to look at Rogue and was startled to see tears developing in her eyes. Not wanting to see Rogue cry she stood up and smacked Scott in the back of the head.
"Shut up, Scott, if I were you I'd be more worried about what would happen if Spike there got an erection and stabbed you in the stomach... or even lower."
Scott stopped laughing, so did Evan. They each glanced at each other and looked away blushing. Kurt walked up to Jean and put an arm around her neck.
"Come on, Jean, it's all in good fun. It's not like this means anything." He looked at Rogue who immediately forced herself to glare at him. "Well, maybe not. I'd wear armor if I were you."
The doorbell rang and they could hear people pulling into the driveway. Scott stood up and rubbed his hands together.
"Well, have fun everybody. Oh, and Bobby? Don't forget the camera." He turned to Evan and held out a hand. "Shall we?" He bowed mockingly and was shoved aside by Evan who muttered something about killing Scott.
Kurt and Kitty also left with a "good luck" to Jean and Rogue who were still just standing there, not looking at each other. After several moments Jean decided to break the silence.
"Well, this isn't as awkward as it could be." She smiled cheerfully and glanced at Rogue who had stopped glaring.
"Look, Jean, I'm sorry you got stuck with me. I know it would have been better if I had to be the one who taped everyone else instead of Bobby. I just want you to know I'm sorry if I kill you." She still wouldn't look at Jean; it was just too hard, especially because Jean started laughing.
"You're not going to kill me, Rogue! You're forgetting that I have mutant powers too!" She was still laughing as she quickly dug into Rogue's mind and turned off her powers leaving Rogue slightly dizzy for a moment.
"What the hell just happened?" Rogue asked slightly confused as she rubbed her head.
"I just turned off your powers. You can now safely make skin to skin contact that is... if you want to." She was suddenly nervous. Why? This was just Rogue and it was only part of a stupid game. It must be the affect of using my powers she told herself even though she knew it wasn't true.
Rogue turned away and looked down at her hands. Jean soon found out that she was quietly crying because of the little sniffles and the fact that Rogue's fragile body was slowly shaking as she started to sob.
"Oh my god, Rogue, I didn't think it would hurt you. It might have stung a bit or tingled or something but you shouldn't be in pain. Shit, I'm so sorry. What's wrong?" Rogue had been shaking her head as Jean tried to think of what had happened.
"Rogue," Jean whispered as she slowly moved behind the dark girl, "What did I do?"
"Why... joke... not funny." Rogue was barely speaking over a whisper.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you speak up?" Jean was getting more and more worried. She was thinking of everything that she could have done wrong and all of the ways that she had just brain damaged Rogue when Rogue suddenly turned to her with angry tears falling down her face.
"Why are you doing this? Did Scott want you to pull some kind of joke on me? Did you think it's funny? Cause it's not funny and I know I still can't touch people."
Jean was in a mild state of shock. "Rogue, I didn't-"Rogue interrupted her.
"You may not have realized this, Jean, but I actually do have feelings. You don't know how much it hurts to not be able to give someone a hug or even a handshake!" She was starting to yell a little and Jean was at a complete loss of words. "I do understand but you should know that I wasn't-"
"You weren't what Jean?! You weren't thinking? You just wanted to start this whole night of hell off with a little "ha-ha" kind of thing? Or did you-"
"I wasn't kidding Rogue! I did turn off your stupid powers!" As to prove this she quickly grabbed her around the waist and swept Rogue up into a quick, somewhat passionate kiss. As though Jean's lips burned her, Rogue shoved Jean away causing them to both stumble backwards into opposite walls. Jean, amazed at what she had just done, was even more amazed when she realized that Rogue wasn't hitting her or swearing or running away. In fact, Rogue wasn't moving at all. She just sat there, with her fingers to her lips and her eyes had a wondering gleam on them that Jean didn't see because she had started mumbling apologies to the floor, not looking at Rogue.
"Uh, Rogue, sorry, I just didn't want to see you crying and the game thing was the only-"She was cut off by Rogue's tender lips being pressed against her own. Jean gasped because she had thought Rogue was still sitting on the floor only to gasp again as Rogue deepened the kiss. There tongues met and fought lovingly for dominance, neither one wanting to end the kiss, each knowing that, yes, oxygen was a necessary part of their lives. They sat together in a calm silence, breathing heavily, not caring if the world crumbled around them, just so long as they could be together. Rogue, extremely nervous about having just kissed the one person she truly had feelings for, started to speak after telling herself 'Don't mess this up, Rogue, don't mess this up.'
"So, some game huh?" 'Way to go Rogue.' Her sarcasm was sickening even in her own mind.
"Oh, this isn't just a game, Rogue," and with that Jean shoved Rogue down on the floor and straddled her, shoving her lips urgently on Rogue's, brushing her slender fingers through the black hair she had so longed to touch. Rogue eagerly responded as she moved one of her hands up Jean's shirt and her arm around the slender red-head's waist. Just as they started to heat things up again, they both pulled apart and sat facing each other.
"We should talk about this, about what we're doing and stuff." Jean was staring at Rogue with hunger in her eyes.
"Yeah, we really should." Rogue replied licking her lips and tasting Jean's lip gloss. 'Mmm... strawberry sherbet, just like mine,' she thought to herself before picking Jean up by the elbows and shoving her against the wall. Again, they shared a passionate embrace before they both tore themselves away from each other.
Taking a deep breath, Rogue leaned against the opposite wall so that she wouldn't jump the other girl again, even if she really, really wanted to. "Ok, let's talk."
"Ok, uhm, should we go out to the party yet?" 'Is that the best you can do?' Jean asked herself as Rogue checked her watch.
"It's only 7. I don't think Bobby will search for us until at least 8. He should be having a field day with Scott and Evan." She grinned and Jean, unable to control her emotions, started to get up towards Rogue but Rogue stopped her. "No, you were right. We need to talk." Jean sat back down.
"Alright then, you ask me anything and I'll give you an honest answer if you swear to do the same thing."
"I promise, but you ask first."
"Ok, uh, why didn't you run away when I kissed you?" 'I should have started with something a little easier, oh well.'
"Uh," 'Why couldn't she start with something a bit easier?' "I just didn't want to run away anymore." 'Please don't' ask me to explain.'
"Would you mind explaining that? I'm just a wee bit confused." Jean smiled but Rogue knew she would still have to answer the question.
"It's just that, well, I always run away from you. Ever since I first came here you've been so nice to me and I'm just not used to people doing that to me. You know, being nice and all. I mean, Scott and everyone else tried to but you actually meant every kind word you said. You'd go out of your way to be my friend. I've never been treated like that before so I didn't know what to do. I just ran, and when I came here I was just mean. You have to understand I hated myself every second that I wasn't with you but then I hated myself even more when I was mean to you. I would have done something, I think, but I couldn't even give you a hug. And when I got to use my powers on you, to feel your flesh against mine, I was so happy I didn't think straight for about a month!" She took a deep breath and realized that she had been talking for quite a while and Jean was just sitting there, looking beautiful as usual.
"Right then, your turn to ask a question."
"Oh, ok, do you love me and if so why?" 'You start with a hard one; I start with a hard one.'
"Well, I guess that's fair considering I started with a hard one." Jean smiled and looked down at her hands before whispering, "Yes, Rogue, I do love you. More than you'll ever know."
"Why?" Rogue asked softly, leaning towards Jean, eyes intent on the other girls face.
"I don't know why. It's just that, ever since we found you I've wanted to get closer to you. I remember the first time I saw you. You were frightened and I knew that Mystique had pretended to be me and that she had hurt you. I knew all that and I knew that you wouldn't want to be near me but something deep inside me made me go towards you. I needed to get close, like I needed to breathe. And even though you had already been hurt, and you were in obvious pain, you trusted me, well, at least a little bit which is more than I had ever hoped for." Seeing Rogue open her mouth to speak, Jean shook her head. "It wasn't just then, either. It was every second I saw you, heard you, smelt you. Once you finally joined our group I found myself unable to focus during missions. I was always distracted by you and how much I wanted to just reach out and stroke your hair." She laughed a bit to herself. "Hell, I did stroke your hair a few times and it was always soft, just like I imagined your lips would be, soft."
Somehow they had moved closer together again and Jean reached out to touch Rogue's smooth face with her hand as Rogue brought their lips together in a romantic kiss that explained how they both felt without the use of words.
"Hey girls- whoa!" Bobby almost dropped the camera as Rogue and Jean sprang apart.
Spin the Bottle Chapter 2
Bobby's laughter was joined by Kurt, Kitty and Spike.
"Well, this should be an interesting night." Scott said smirking towards Jean and Rogue who were just staring at the bottle, not capable of making eye contact with each other before he cracked up laughing along with the others. Jean finally built up the courage to look at Rogue and was startled to see tears developing in her eyes. Not wanting to see Rogue cry she stood up and smacked Scott in the back of the head.
"Shut up, Scott, if I were you I'd be more worried about what would happen if Spike there got an erection and stabbed you in the stomach... or even lower."
Scott stopped laughing, so did Evan. They each glanced at each other and looked away blushing. Kurt walked up to Jean and put an arm around her neck.
"Come on, Jean, it's all in good fun. It's not like this means anything." He looked at Rogue who immediately forced herself to glare at him. "Well, maybe not. I'd wear armor if I were you."
The doorbell rang and they could hear people pulling into the driveway. Scott stood up and rubbed his hands together.
"Well, have fun everybody. Oh, and Bobby? Don't forget the camera." He turned to Evan and held out a hand. "Shall we?" He bowed mockingly and was shoved aside by Evan who muttered something about killing Scott.
Kurt and Kitty also left with a "good luck" to Jean and Rogue who were still just standing there, not looking at each other. After several moments Jean decided to break the silence.
"Well, this isn't as awkward as it could be." She smiled cheerfully and glanced at Rogue who had stopped glaring.
"Look, Jean, I'm sorry you got stuck with me. I know it would have been better if I had to be the one who taped everyone else instead of Bobby. I just want you to know I'm sorry if I kill you." She still wouldn't look at Jean; it was just too hard, especially because Jean started laughing.
"You're not going to kill me, Rogue! You're forgetting that I have mutant powers too!" She was still laughing as she quickly dug into Rogue's mind and turned off her powers leaving Rogue slightly dizzy for a moment.
"What the hell just happened?" Rogue asked slightly confused as she rubbed her head.
"I just turned off your powers. You can now safely make skin to skin contact that is... if you want to." She was suddenly nervous. Why? This was just Rogue and it was only part of a stupid game. It must be the affect of using my powers she told herself even though she knew it wasn't true.
Rogue turned away and looked down at her hands. Jean soon found out that she was quietly crying because of the little sniffles and the fact that Rogue's fragile body was slowly shaking as she started to sob.
"Oh my god, Rogue, I didn't think it would hurt you. It might have stung a bit or tingled or something but you shouldn't be in pain. Shit, I'm so sorry. What's wrong?" Rogue had been shaking her head as Jean tried to think of what had happened.
"Rogue," Jean whispered as she slowly moved behind the dark girl, "What did I do?"
"Why... joke... not funny." Rogue was barely speaking over a whisper.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you speak up?" Jean was getting more and more worried. She was thinking of everything that she could have done wrong and all of the ways that she had just brain damaged Rogue when Rogue suddenly turned to her with angry tears falling down her face.
"Why are you doing this? Did Scott want you to pull some kind of joke on me? Did you think it's funny? Cause it's not funny and I know I still can't touch people."
Jean was in a mild state of shock. "Rogue, I didn't-"Rogue interrupted her.
"You may not have realized this, Jean, but I actually do have feelings. You don't know how much it hurts to not be able to give someone a hug or even a handshake!" She was starting to yell a little and Jean was at a complete loss of words. "I do understand but you should know that I wasn't-"
"You weren't what Jean?! You weren't thinking? You just wanted to start this whole night of hell off with a little "ha-ha" kind of thing? Or did you-"
"I wasn't kidding Rogue! I did turn off your stupid powers!" As to prove this she quickly grabbed her around the waist and swept Rogue up into a quick, somewhat passionate kiss. As though Jean's lips burned her, Rogue shoved Jean away causing them to both stumble backwards into opposite walls. Jean, amazed at what she had just done, was even more amazed when she realized that Rogue wasn't hitting her or swearing or running away. In fact, Rogue wasn't moving at all. She just sat there, with her fingers to her lips and her eyes had a wondering gleam on them that Jean didn't see because she had started mumbling apologies to the floor, not looking at Rogue.
"Uh, Rogue, sorry, I just didn't want to see you crying and the game thing was the only-"She was cut off by Rogue's tender lips being pressed against her own. Jean gasped because she had thought Rogue was still sitting on the floor only to gasp again as Rogue deepened the kiss. There tongues met and fought lovingly for dominance, neither one wanting to end the kiss, each knowing that, yes, oxygen was a necessary part of their lives. They sat together in a calm silence, breathing heavily, not caring if the world crumbled around them, just so long as they could be together. Rogue, extremely nervous about having just kissed the one person she truly had feelings for, started to speak after telling herself 'Don't mess this up, Rogue, don't mess this up.'
"So, some game huh?" 'Way to go Rogue.' Her sarcasm was sickening even in her own mind.
"Oh, this isn't just a game, Rogue," and with that Jean shoved Rogue down on the floor and straddled her, shoving her lips urgently on Rogue's, brushing her slender fingers through the black hair she had so longed to touch. Rogue eagerly responded as she moved one of her hands up Jean's shirt and her arm around the slender red-head's waist. Just as they started to heat things up again, they both pulled apart and sat facing each other.
"We should talk about this, about what we're doing and stuff." Jean was staring at Rogue with hunger in her eyes.
"Yeah, we really should." Rogue replied licking her lips and tasting Jean's lip gloss. 'Mmm... strawberry sherbet, just like mine,' she thought to herself before picking Jean up by the elbows and shoving her against the wall. Again, they shared a passionate embrace before they both tore themselves away from each other.
Taking a deep breath, Rogue leaned against the opposite wall so that she wouldn't jump the other girl again, even if she really, really wanted to. "Ok, let's talk."
"Ok, uhm, should we go out to the party yet?" 'Is that the best you can do?' Jean asked herself as Rogue checked her watch.
"It's only 7. I don't think Bobby will search for us until at least 8. He should be having a field day with Scott and Evan." She grinned and Jean, unable to control her emotions, started to get up towards Rogue but Rogue stopped her. "No, you were right. We need to talk." Jean sat back down.
"Alright then, you ask me anything and I'll give you an honest answer if you swear to do the same thing."
"I promise, but you ask first."
"Ok, uh, why didn't you run away when I kissed you?" 'I should have started with something a little easier, oh well.'
"Uh," 'Why couldn't she start with something a bit easier?' "I just didn't want to run away anymore." 'Please don't' ask me to explain.'
"Would you mind explaining that? I'm just a wee bit confused." Jean smiled but Rogue knew she would still have to answer the question.
"It's just that, well, I always run away from you. Ever since I first came here you've been so nice to me and I'm just not used to people doing that to me. You know, being nice and all. I mean, Scott and everyone else tried to but you actually meant every kind word you said. You'd go out of your way to be my friend. I've never been treated like that before so I didn't know what to do. I just ran, and when I came here I was just mean. You have to understand I hated myself every second that I wasn't with you but then I hated myself even more when I was mean to you. I would have done something, I think, but I couldn't even give you a hug. And when I got to use my powers on you, to feel your flesh against mine, I was so happy I didn't think straight for about a month!" She took a deep breath and realized that she had been talking for quite a while and Jean was just sitting there, looking beautiful as usual.
"Right then, your turn to ask a question."
"Oh, ok, do you love me and if so why?" 'You start with a hard one; I start with a hard one.'
"Well, I guess that's fair considering I started with a hard one." Jean smiled and looked down at her hands before whispering, "Yes, Rogue, I do love you. More than you'll ever know."
"Why?" Rogue asked softly, leaning towards Jean, eyes intent on the other girls face.
"I don't know why. It's just that, ever since we found you I've wanted to get closer to you. I remember the first time I saw you. You were frightened and I knew that Mystique had pretended to be me and that she had hurt you. I knew all that and I knew that you wouldn't want to be near me but something deep inside me made me go towards you. I needed to get close, like I needed to breathe. And even though you had already been hurt, and you were in obvious pain, you trusted me, well, at least a little bit which is more than I had ever hoped for." Seeing Rogue open her mouth to speak, Jean shook her head. "It wasn't just then, either. It was every second I saw you, heard you, smelt you. Once you finally joined our group I found myself unable to focus during missions. I was always distracted by you and how much I wanted to just reach out and stroke your hair." She laughed a bit to herself. "Hell, I did stroke your hair a few times and it was always soft, just like I imagined your lips would be, soft."
Somehow they had moved closer together again and Jean reached out to touch Rogue's smooth face with her hand as Rogue brought their lips together in a romantic kiss that explained how they both felt without the use of words.
"Hey girls- whoa!" Bobby almost dropped the camera as Rogue and Jean sprang apart.
