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This is a work of fanfiction.
Sweet Marie
3 of 5 Pieces
Her room was excessively hot.
She had already ripped the blankets off her bed and had stripped down to her bra and a pair of short-shorts.
Lying in her bed she contemplates going to Bobby and letting him cool her down.
Then she reminds herself of what she would have to endure. The snuggling, the consistent mumblings of affection and him begging for something she was not interested in giving.
The whole Bobby thing was getting pretty old.
Rogue, swung herself off her bed and headed for the hallway. Walking past her full-length mirror she stopped and pulled her bra up a little to make her breasts appear even perkier.
She had made her way down to the kitchen and was currently chugging back a glass of orange juice.
She then proceeded to lick the glass clean of every single piece of pulp. She was thorough like that.
That had taken care of the dehydration aspect, but her entire body was still burning up and her hair was damp with sweat. Placing the glass down on the counter she walked over to the sink.
She turned on the cold-water tap and allowed it to run for a minute. Then leaning over the counter she began cupping the cool liquid in her hands and splashing it on her face.
Suddenly her extra sensitive hearing picked up on someone heading her way. Cupping another handful, Rogue raised her hands up to her forehead and brushed her fingers through her hair.
"Ya know we do have showers here," Scott laughed, attempting to make a joke. 'And failing miserably' she thought giving her head a shake.
"Cyke" she stated in greeting. She knew it drove him nuts when she used Logan's nicknames for him.
Turning off the taps Rogue turned and gave Cyclops a devious smile.
Now that she was standing straight and looking at him, Scott became aware of her lack of attire.
His eyes followed a trickle of water that ran down her neck, continuing to drip down past her cleavage before vanishing behind her black laced bra.
"What are ya lookin' for sugah?" she asked in an innocent tone. His eyes shot back up to her face and he tried to remember what he had come down for.
"It's really hot in here."
"Ah know exactly what you need," she said and bounced over to the fridge with her breasts bouncing right along with her.
She opened the door and went into the freezer to pull out a pair of cherry flavored popsicles. She broke them apart on her knee then ripped open the package.
Rogue handed one of the popsicles to Scott.
"Thanks." Cyclops said before popping his into his mouth.
"No problem one eye" she said, taking the treat to her mouth and licking the top of it.
Rogue leaned against the fridge, circling the Popsicle with her mouth before pushing it to the back of her throat.
"Mmmmm..." she said softly as she popped the Popsicle out of her mouth. "Tasty" she added with a giggle.
Scott stood mesmerized as she continued the motion.
As leader of the X-Men Cyclops prided himself on appearing calm and collected at all times. Despite all that however he was currently feeling very uncomfortable.
"I think I'm going to go back to bed, Jane is waiting for me." He managed to stammer before slowly backing away from Rogue.
Rogue raised an eyebrow before Scott realized what he had said, "I mean…Jean?"
Rogue chuckled as Scott rubbed the back of his head lazily. "Wow, I'm really tired" he said and stepped out into the hallway.
"Or sumthin'..." Rogue added tossing her finished popsicle stick into the garbage.