Hmmm, you'd think when it says replace chapter it would replace it, not
just add it again. *sigh* damn mediocre internet. I'll fix it I swear, or
everyone reading can just pretend it not there. Sorry about that.
I've had some contradicting reviews, but they've helped me out all the same. So keep reviewing, I like to hear the feedback and it helps a lot. And I thought about making them pissed at each other longer, but I like this better.
Only in Dreams
"I'm sorry," she said, not really registering the fact that she wasn't sucking the life out of him.
"For what?"
"For screaming at you." Rogue smiled slightly. "And making a huge scene."
John shook his head. "Whatever."
"You aren't mad?" she asked, surprised.
"I don't know, there's this part of me that tells me I should be," John shrugged, "but I'm not. I just, I don't see the point. Cause I know I can only touch you so much at a time, and I don't want to waste it being angry. And besides, I was talking about you."
Rogue opened her mouth, then shut it. She glanced down at John's hand that was resting on her face. She let out a soft "Oh."
John pulled her face in and kissed her. But somehow it was different. Softer maybe, not the same as it had been before. Before they had been somewhat lusting for each other, their kisses swift, now it was slower, sweeter.
Rogue gently pulled on his shirt, making him scoot the rest of his body into the room, as their kisses became deepened. John pulled her up to a standing position, all the while keeping contact with her. He closed the door, submerging them in semi-darkness.
Rogue pulled him over to her bed, slipping her hands under his shirt, warming her hands against his stomach. She pulled his shirt over his head, their lips parting for only a second, then letting it fall to the floor. Rogue knew this might be the only chance she could get to do this and she sure as hell wasn't going to waste it.
They fell onto the bed, laughing slightly, moving to the flow of each other's body.
I've had some contradicting reviews, but they've helped me out all the same. So keep reviewing, I like to hear the feedback and it helps a lot. And I thought about making them pissed at each other longer, but I like this better.
Only in Dreams
"I'm sorry," she said, not really registering the fact that she wasn't sucking the life out of him.
"For what?"
"For screaming at you." Rogue smiled slightly. "And making a huge scene."
John shook his head. "Whatever."
"You aren't mad?" she asked, surprised.
"I don't know, there's this part of me that tells me I should be," John shrugged, "but I'm not. I just, I don't see the point. Cause I know I can only touch you so much at a time, and I don't want to waste it being angry. And besides, I was talking about you."
Rogue opened her mouth, then shut it. She glanced down at John's hand that was resting on her face. She let out a soft "Oh."
John pulled her face in and kissed her. But somehow it was different. Softer maybe, not the same as it had been before. Before they had been somewhat lusting for each other, their kisses swift, now it was slower, sweeter.
Rogue gently pulled on his shirt, making him scoot the rest of his body into the room, as their kisses became deepened. John pulled her up to a standing position, all the while keeping contact with her. He closed the door, submerging them in semi-darkness.
Rogue pulled him over to her bed, slipping her hands under his shirt, warming her hands against his stomach. She pulled his shirt over his head, their lips parting for only a second, then letting it fall to the floor. Rogue knew this might be the only chance she could get to do this and she sure as hell wasn't going to waste it.
They fell onto the bed, laughing slightly, moving to the flow of each other's body.