Cyndi scoured the entire mansion looking for Remy and when she finally found him, he was stuck in a briefing with the Professor, Scott, Logan, Kurt and Orroro. She didn't want to walk in and interrupt but did she want to catch his eye as she stood in the doorway and watched. Finally a few moments after she got there, Remy looked up and sensed her standing there. His look of boredom was erased and replaced by a new look of lust and excitement to see her...especially after that phone call earlier. He glanced down long enough to write a message to her on a blank sheet of paper and held it up for her to see when no one was looking at him. It said: Help me, Chere:(
Cyndi smirked, shook her head and when Remy stuck out his bottom lip in a pathetic little pout; her face softened sympathetically. Remy averted his eyes for yet another moment as he flipped his sheet of paper over and began to write another note to her. This time it said: You owe Remy an apology...
She thought it over and shrugged, pulling down the collar on her tight black v-neck tee, allowing him a glimpse of the turquoise bra she was talking about earlier. When he caught a look at her breasts pushed up in her bra, he smirked and then puckered his lips at her playfully.
"You're gonna get it..." He mouthed to her. She winked and shook her head in defiance.
"Is something wrong, Remy?" Professor Xavier asked interrupting Scott's boring little speech about God knows what.
"Actually, Remy gotta run ta de bathroom...be righ' back." Remy lied as he shot up from his chair and made his way to the door which Cyndi had backed away from so she wouldn't be blamed for the disruption. Once Remy was in the hallway with her, he took her hand and basically tugged her along until he was sure no one would catch them. Once satisfied with his choice of location, he backed her up against the wall with a naughty smirk tugging at the corner of his gorgeous mouth and leaned in to kiss her hotly, pressing his chest to her breasts and moaning happily at the contact with one of his favorite body parts on her.
"Ya miss Remy, Chere?" He murmured against her lips seductively, his voice dropping, sounding smooth as honey.
"Not one bit." She said slowly as she brought her hands to his rock hard chest and pushed against it, making him back away a little bit with that smirk still on his mouth.
"Non? I guess all dis' is fo' de girl down de street den...Remy's mistaken..." He said as he grabbed her hand and trailed it down his well-built torso until it brushed against his crotch where a firm bulge had grown. Cyndi bit her lip and let herself simply cup his arousal in her hand while they stared each other down until a little smirk broke out on her mouth as well.
"Ya foolin' nobody..." He chuckled deeply.
"Ahem..." Came Logan's aggravated voice from beside them. Remy turned and Cyndi immediately dropped her hand from between his thighs and blushed.
"Wolvie, go away. Remy has important t'ings ta do..." He smirked over at his friend.
"You gotta get back in there, Gumbo. Wheels knows what you're doing...you can't lie to him." Logan smirked as he turned to walk back into the briefing room.
"I gotta run to the bathroom..." Logan scoffed with a chuckle, shaking his head as he went into the room. Remy sighed and turned to look at Cyndi.
"When Remy's done in dere...he get started on you." He promised as he pressed her up against the wall once again and moved in close to her, their bodies firmly pressed together. She closed her eyes when she felt his hard cock pressing urgently between her legs and sighed knowing it would be going to waste...until she got it hard again later.
"Don't be too long...I might have to get started without you..." She pouted softly as Remy groaned inwardly at the sexy visual she had just provided him with and gave her a long kiss.
"Don' ya dare take a stitch o' clothing off until Remy get dere..." He smirked as he they moved apart and went their separate ways. Remy sighed at the realization that he was indeed going into the briefing with an erection. There's a first time for everything.
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Once the briefing was finished, Remy bolted upstairs to find his Chere and once he got to her bedroom; his jaw hit the floor. She was lying on her bed and wrapped up in just the flimsy white sheet, letting it barely drape over her breasts. She looked positively divine and it was Remy's job to let her know this.
"I though' I tol' ya ta wait fo' Remy...gettin' ya undressed is half de fun..." He playfully pouted as he kicked off his shoes and locked the door behind him.
"You know I get impatient." She cooed lightly as she sat up a bit and rolled onto her side to face him, the sheets sliding down a bit and exposing a large portion on her upper thighs and ass. Remy glanced down at the newly exposed flesh and grinned, her ass was like a juicy peach waiting to be bit into and Remy was starving!
"Tell Remy somet'in he don' know, Baby..." He replied alluringly as he got closer to the bed, reaching down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.
"Unfortunately fo us, Chere, dis might be de last time fo' 4 days." He sighed, remembering what went on in the briefing.
"What? 4 days? Baby...?" She asked, visibly upset by this news and covering herself up again.
Damn it. Bad news last. Sex first.
Remy was always forgetting this rule.
He stopped undressing and nodded.
"We have ta go ta Detroit wit' de Professor." He replied.
"But, Baby..." She pouted immaturely which immediately brought a frown to his face. He hated to see her sad, even if she was being over-dramatic.
"Remy wan's ta say good-bye de proper way, Chere. He make ya wan' ta miss him so dat when he comes back...we say hello fo' at least 2 hours." He smirked, hoping to get her back into the mood.
"Why can't I come?" She asked. Remy shrugged.
"De Professor jus' picked a team at random. I's noti'n personal." Remy assured her. She sighed and looked away from him and out the window. He watched her sulk for a minute before he climbed onto the bed and turned her head so that it was facing him again.
"Are ya upset dat ya didn' get picked? Or dat Remy's leavin'?" He asked softly.
"Both." She pouted.
"Oh, Chere...venez maintenant (come now). Remy kiss it an' make it better..." He cooed to her lovingly as he leaned forward and kissed her pouting lips affectionately while she clutched the sheets to her chest. When she didn't kiss back, Remy pulled away and gave her his famous puppy dog eyes.
"Ya gon' make Remy work fo' it, huh?" He asked.
"Dunno if I want it right now, Cajun." She said as she moved away and turned over, lying back down on the bed and resting on her side. Once he got an eyeful of her back, he sighed and scooted closer to her.
"Allez-vous m'inciter à vous parler français jusqu'à ce que vous veniez autour? (Are you going to make me speak French to you until you come around?)" He replied with ease, knowing she loved it when he spoke French to her...especially in bed.
"I'm sorry; the Professor hasn't been giving me much to do lately. He says I'm distracted...wonder why." She said softly, smirking towards the end of her sentence. Remy frowned at that, he didn't want her to be missing out just because they were together. She should be able to have her cake and eat it, too...she deserved it. He wanted his Chere to have cake, damn it!
"It's not your fault...I'm sorry. It's just lately I've been off and the Professor's pretty much putting me on reserve until I can get myself sorted out." She sighed, glancing over her shoulder at him with sad eyes.
"Wha's wrong? An' why don' ya tell Remy 'bout dis till now?" He asked.
"Didn't want you to worry. My powers are getting stronger and I can't get a grip on them yet. The Professor doesn't want to send me out on missions until I can get them under control." She said.
"Aww, Chere. Dat's not so bad. Ya be back in no time...Ya jus' gotta practice like Jean does." Remy said gently as he stroked her bare back with the back of his hand.
"I guess. I feel left out a little. I haven't really told anyone else." She replied. After a few minutes of complete silence, Remy finally laid down behind her and wrapped his arm around her.
"So, no sex?" He asked in a quiet voice. Cyndi instantly burst out laughing and even started snorting a bit, which made Remy start to laugh as well.
"Baby, that was pathetic..." Cyndi laughed as Remy started to tickle her sides, making her tense up and try to squirm away from him. This only made him want to tickle her more so instead of the hot sex they had talked about all day...they ended up having a tickle fight and a much needed laugh.