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This is a work of fanfiction.
Sweet Marie
1 of 5 Pieces
She feels good.
Her body tingles all over as a combination of fire and ice courses through her.
She is hot from the physicality of what just transpired in her boyfriend's bedroom and cool on account of his mutant powers.
She turns to the boy beside her and hungrily runs her tongue over the edge of his ear. She knows it to be something that both excites and scares him.
At least it would if he were still conscious.
But alas, that is the price one must pay to spend a night with 'The Untouchable.'
She takes one last look at him before disappearing into the washroom. She notes the slight parting of his lips and the small shallow breaths that escape them.
Not only does Rogue feel good, but she also feels deliciously bad.
Turning on the shower taps, Rogue remembers a time when she had gotten a bit rough with Bobby. Upon realizing her mistake she allowed the name "Charles" to escape her lips.
It had worked just as she thought it would.
He was disturbed to think that Magneto had come to the forefront of her mind during their love making, but acceptant.
That was all she had wanted.
It simply would not do to have him know he was her plaything. Because she was just sweet, innocent, untouchable Marie and Bobby was willing to do anything just to give her some happiness.
One day, she had confessed to him that nothing would make her happier than being intimate with him.
He saw it as a big step for them.
Rogue saw it as a bit of fun.
It had not been very hard - Bobby was a teenage boy after all. He had wanted the physical contact more than anything.
After a bit of playing hard-to-get on her part, she allowed him to have it.
At his own expense of course.
Control was not a problem for Rogue. Not in any way shape or form.
She could not help that the X-Men assumed differently.