Author's Note- Pure unadulterated Romy lemony goodness here. If you don't want to read that I highly suggest you skip this chappie, the next chapter won't be like that. This chappie is dedicated to my three favorite Romy writers Callian, Caliente, and Star-of-Chaos. Thanks to everyone else and hopefully my next chapter will be up sooner

Belladonna Who?

The moonlight plays upon your skin

A kiss that lingers takes me in I fall asleep inside of you

There are no words

There's only truth Breathe in Breathe out

There is no sound

We move together up and down

We levitate our bodies soar

Our feet don't even touch the floor

And nobody knows you like I do

The world doesn't understand

But I grow stronger in your hands

-Darren Hayes

"So... here we are," Rogue said nervously as the two stood outside of Remy's bedroom.

"Oui," Remy said with a smile. "Dat we are." She gently chewed on her lip. Remy leaned down brushing his lips against hers. "Chére, y' need ta relax, trust Remy." He kissed her again.

She relaxed a little until he lifted her into his arms and carried her inside. He gently sat her back on her feet as he shut the door. He took off the jacket and threw it on the floor. As she watched he removed his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. She bit her lip as he let the shirt drop off of him. He had a beautiful chest; it was the only phrase she could think of for him.

He saw her lick her lips and grinned inwardly. He undid his belt and slid his pants off. Rogue's eyes widened. He was wearing a pair of boxer-briefs, which let her know exactly how much he wanted her. "Remy?"

"Oui?"

"Could you get my zipper?" Remy grinned crossing over to her and slowly sliding the zipper down slowly. The dress started to fall off of her but Rogue caught it against herself. Remy sighed, disappointed. She turned around facing him then let the dress go so it puddle around her feet. Remy's eyes widened briefly.

"Beautiful," he murmured. She smiled shyly. He pulled her into his arms simply holding her for several minutes. Rogue closed her eyes laying her head on his chest. She didn't think she would ever get to experience this, just the contact with so little between them.

His grip shifted slightly turning their embrace from chaste to anything but. Rogue raised her head and their lips met. He pulled away once she had completely relaxed. He lifted her up into his arms and carried her to his bed gently laying her down. He looked into her eyes seriously. "Chére, if y' want ta stop now's a very good time ta tell meh."

"Ah love ya, Rem," Rogue whispered. "And Ah have never wanted anything more than Ah want you right now."

"Y' really now how ta make a homme feel good," he smirked. He could feel her tension returning as he joined her on the bed. He kissed her, feeling her relaxing in his arms slowly leaning into him. Remy reached around her finding the clasp to her strapless bra and expertly undoing it. His eyes darkened with sheer lust as he stared at her breasts, now exposed for the first time to him. He tore off his boxers.

His lips began to blaze a hot trail from hers down her neck finally stopping at her breasts. Rogue gave a soft moan arching herself instinctively towards him. Remy's mouth closed over one hard aching nipple causing Rogue to cry out softly. Her hands tangled themselves in his hair. Remy grinned to himself as he switched sides.

His mouth then left her breasts beginning a new trail down to her belly button as he drug her panties off. One of his long fingers slid inside her, finding her already aroused. He glanced up into her eyes as her cupped her buttocks in his hands and leaned down between her spread thighs. Rogue's eyes widened a little as she realized what he was doing. She threw her head back with a soft groan as he slid his tongue deep within her.

"Remy," she whispered breathlessly. He looked up at her his red-on-black eyes smoldering with heat. She shivered at that look and leaned further into him as his tongue and mouth manipulated her body until she felt as though she were about to spontaneously combust. She suddenly cried out, quite loud as she found her first release. Remy smiled moving back up and gently kissing her lips.

"Je t'aime," he murmured. She smiled up at him.

"Je t'aime aussi," she whispered back as he positioned himself between her thighs. He slid into her slowly. His mouth covered hers in an almost harsh kiss as he broke through her virginity. She made a soft sound, lost against his lips. He broke the kiss and gently nuzzled her neck. "Je suis desolé."

"It's okay," she whispered. He began moving, slowly at first, trying to hold back, for her.

"Tu te sent si bon," he groaned against her neck. He closed his eyes, just loving the feel of the heat and tightness that was his lover. He breathed in deep as he moved against her, she still smelled like jasmine, and he now understood why that smell was considered an aphrodisiac. He felt her move against him and coaxed her to wrap her legs around his. His hands on her hips helped her find his rhythm.

He looked into her eyes as he rode her slowly. He knew he was close to the edge so he reached between them to manipulate her body so she joined him in release. They collapsed together, panting and satiated. They laid together quietly for a few moments. "You okay?"

"Yeah," she whispered. He rolled off of her.

"Um, chére?"

"What's wrong?"

"Ah didn't use a condom."

She smiled kissing his shoulder. "Ah know, Ah'm on the pill, swamp rat, no need ta worry." He sighed with relief. He figured that he may want children with this woman someday, in the future, far in the future, but for now kids weren't in his basic plan. "Rem?"

"Oui?"

"Was Ah okay...? Ah mean, Ah've never done anything like this."

"Chére, y' were perfect and we have years and years ta teach each other anyt'ing else."

"So... you weren't disappointed?"

"Rogue, unless Ah suddenly discovered y' were a man or Mystique in disguise dere's no way y' could disappoint me."

"But-"

"Marie, Ah love y'. Dat's de difference."

"What about Belladonna?"

Remy blinked. "Belladonna who?"

"Rem."

"Quoi? Ah'm doin' mah best ta forget dat bitch. Let's not talk about her, d'accord?"

"Yeah. Honestly Ah don't want ta think about that slut right now either."

"Besides, y' were ten times better."

"Flatterer."

"Remy tries. Now get some sleep, petite chére. Je t'aime."

"Ah love you." She snuggled against his bare chest and slowly drifted off to sleep.