The next morning...

Bright sunshine poured into the room through half-drawn curtains and generously lavished itself over the bed as Remy and Cyndi slept. Sensing the light, Cyndi's light blue eyes fluttered open and immediately they squinted. Her eyes were always so sensitive to the sun. She let out a soft yawn and moved slowly to sit up in the bed. She glanced over at Remy who was sleeping on his stomach and snoring like a motorboat. She chuckled a little to herself and scooted over to him, rubbing his bare back softly; the sheets riding low on his waist and barely covering him.

"Remy?" She said softly as she trailed her fingertips up and down his spine, feeling him flinch a little beneath her touch. He let out a soft groan but didn't respond to her. She bit her lip and let her hand trail beneath the sheet towards his bare ass so she could playfully administer a pinch to his tight ass cheek.

"Ow, Chere...Wha' was dat fo'?" He groaned sleepily.

"Dunno...sheer boredom?" She smirked. He chuckled a little and turned his head to face her. He looked so adorable when he first woke up, one would hardly guess he was as perverted and naughty as he could sometimes be. But, that Remy had been quite suppressed as of late.

"Did ya sleep well?" He replied through a yawn, looking up at her with those loving eyes he loved to give her. She nodded slowly as he moved closer to her, his face more level with her lap than her face. Not seeming to mind, Remy pushed down the bed sheets that covered her lap and leaned over to kiss the inside of one of her thighs, looking up at her with a devilish stare.

"Don't you start, Remy LeBeau..." She warned with a smirk.

"Give Remy one good reason why not." He answered immaturely as he placed a lingering open-mouthed kiss on her thigh. When she couldn't think of one, Remy chuckled and placed a final kiss on her leg before sitting up and giving her a proper kiss.

"Remy dreamt 'bout ya, Amour." He murmured to her softly as he placed tender kisses on her lips.

"Do I even want to know what we did in your dream?" She giggled against his lips which caused him to smile against hers.

"Oui..." He whispered.

"Tell me." She smiled.

"We made love...It was beautiful de way it happened, an' it felt so real, Chere. When we finally get ta dat point...Remy hopes its dat special." He said gently. She kissed him softly and nodded.

"It will be." She replied.

"Remy make sure o' dat, Belle Femme." He smirked as he moved away and sat up against the headboard and yawned a bit.

"Last night was amazing..." She said softly as she got out from the blankets completely and went over to straddle his waist, covered up still by the thin sheets.

"Oui, Remy t'ink we should stay in today, Chere." He murmured, letting his hands settle on his slender hips.

"But it's our last day...there's still so much I wanna do." She whined playfully.

"Remy feel de same way, Amour...so he'll start between ya thighs an' work his way up. He don' care how long it takes..." He teased causing her to blush a little. Cyndi was in no way virginal, but by God, Remy made her feel that way. He brought her back to shy blushes, nervous giggles and butterflies in her stomach. Part of this was good...the other was bothersome. She was better than this! She knew exactly how to make a man blush...she just needed to find out what it took to make the infamous Remy LeBeau turn red. This was her new purpose in life as of that moment.

"You know that's not what I meant!" She laughed as she swatted at his chest.

"Non? Je suis désolé, Chere...forgive dis Cajun." He smirked.

"No...you're such a man sometimes." She pouted. He leaned forward and kissed her pouty bottom lip.

"Remy know no other way ta be, Mon Amour." He murmured against her mouth.

2 months later...

Having been sex-less for nearly 3 months, Remy was starting to become quite irritable. Sex was something that calmed the Cajun down, that made him feel complete and once it was almost completely gone...all that was left was a very moody, very horny man.

It was almost to the point where team mates were begging Cyndi to sleep with him.

"I'm not ready...what don't you guys get about this?" Cyndi whined to Scott and Logan who had just had their asses handed to them in a Danger Room session by the Rajin Cajin...who had a lot of bottled up rage in him lately due to a certain brunette.

"But, Cyndi...we can't take him anymore! He's being a dick!" Scott whined back.

"Bigger than usual!" Logan confirmed.

"Guys..." Cyndi sighed as she turned on her heel and walked away from him. She could not believe what she was hearing. She hadn't had sex for the same amount of time as Remy, if not a little bit longer, and she wasn't a ball of nerves all the time. But then again, when Cyndi gave the issue further thought, she began to question why she hadn't had sex with him already. She definitely didn't see him as a friend anymore. They had jumped over that hurdle when they went to NYC together. So what was it?

While in the midst of her many thoughts, she accidentally bumped into something hard and fell down to the floor, landing hard on her ass with a thud.

"Omph!" She breathed out as she landed on the unforgiving ground.

"Ya alrigh', Chere? Didn' see ya comin..." Remy said softly as he extended his hand to her and she took it, letting him pull her up to her feet again.

"Sorry, I kinda wasn't paying attention either." She said, reaching back to rub her sore backside.

"Remy's glad we bumped into each other actually, Chere. We need ta talk." He said, his voice serious.

Uh oh.

"Please don't break up with me, Cajun...please don't..." She thought to herself as she nodded and walked with him down the empty hallway.

"Listen, Chere...Remy t'ink he been mo' den understandin' 'bout de sex t'ing. He know dats not all we're 'bout but...Remy's dyin' here, Amour." He sighed, glancing over at her.

"Remy...I just need a little more time..." She lied.

"Tell Remy wha' it really is, Cyndi. Don' keep doin' dis." He said firmly. She bit her lip and sighed. Fine, she would tell him.

"I haven't had sex with you yet because I don't know if I'm ready to give you that part of me. It means something to me when I care about the person and I don't want to make myself vulnerable to someone who might cheat on me or hurt me." She admitted.

"Remy woul' never cheat on ya! Is dat really wha's been botherin' ya? Do ya need a fuckin' written declaration o' Remy's love fo' ya? Dis is bullshit." He asked, his eyes glowing brightly as his anger grew.

"I don't know that, Remy. Before me you were living a very different lifestyle. I can't keep you on a leash and I don't want to. But I know for a fact that you get bored real easily. I just don't want you to get bored with me." She said.

"Wha' is Remy? Some whore ta ya? Ya t'ink he can't jus' be wit' one woman?" He asked incredulously.

"Ya know what, Remy? That's exactly what I think you are! I won't be made a fool of if you decide I'm no fun anymore!" She finally yelled back as she stormed away.

"Dere's no comin' back from dat, Girl!" Remy warned her as she walked away.

"Fine! Whatever! Go have sex! God knows you've been bitching about it long enough!" She said as she turned the corner and left. Remy let out a loud growl and punched the wall angrily; leaving a large hole in the wake of his fist. If she wanted him to go out and have sex, than that's exactly what he would do!