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Chapter 12

Remy's hand was firm against Rogue's thigh stroking it rough enough to send a chill of pure pleasure up her spine. The feeling increased as his hand was replaced by his lips he kissed everywhere around her panties over and over, everywhere except the one place she wanted him to. Rogue couldn't help but whimper as the painful pleasure between her legs became real pain.

Remy realized what she wanted but pulled away making his way back to her lips where he kissed her lightly. It's too much, thought Rogue, god why won't he do something!

"Is this what you really want cherie?" he asked.

Rogue whimpered again, somewhat annoyed yet touched that he asked her. But her body was in torment and she needed him, now! "Listen Cajun," Rogue panted, "if you don't do something this instant I swear I will take your neck between my legs and strangle you!"

Remy smirked, "I believe dats my river rat's way of sayin yes."

He went back down on her and gently pulled down her panties making sure he applied some pressure on her lower stomach making her whimper for a third time, Remy wasn't about to let it happen again. He grabbed her hips and took her pussy by his mouth; she gasped grabbing him by the hair as he began to massage her with his lips and nibbling with his teeth, taking in her scent and tasting her almost sent him over the edge, god she was amazing, thought Remy, feeling his own pants tighten.

But it still wasn't enough; Rogue was about to whimper again when his tongue penetrated her, licking and caressing her most sensitive areas. Rogue moaned arching her back and tightening her grip on his hair. As his tongue began to move quicker and go farther, she had to bite her lip as not to cry out so loud that the whole mansion would hear.

Remy's hands grew harder on her hips so she was unable to move as the scorching sense of pleasure coursed her body. She was trying to rock her hips with his lips, but he wouldn't let her, it only increasing the pleasure. Remy's tongue continued to move faster and faster, allowing Rogue to reach her climax, till finally he heard Rogue moan one last time and she fell taking deep breaths.

Remy pulled from her realizing that her top was still on and he had yet admire her lovely breasts. As he went up on her to meet her lips her brought her shirt with him and removed it from her body. After kissing her passionately he pulled back observing her completely naked form. She was like a white water lily in full bloom, beautiful and untouched, and Remy couldn't seem to figure out what he had ever done in his miserable life to deserve such a creature.

He began to kiss his way down to her breasts but she pulled firmly on his hair so that he was forced to look up at her. "No more," she said, still having difficulty breathing, "I want you inside me."

Damn that was hot, Remy thought, almost letting himself go at the very words. But he composed himself and nodded, keeping himself in order.

Remy reached into the drawer and pulled out a condom, he was unzipping his own jeans when the alarm went off.

"Merde!" cried Remy re-zipping his pants at the same time as Rogue cried, "Fuck!" reaching for her top. They both dressed quickly and ran outside the bedroom where the hallway was crowded with students rushing to the front door. Remy and Rogue followed till they got outside where Logan, Jean, and Scott were positioned behind the fountain frantically yelling out orders.

Rogue and Remy pushed their way through the students and took a look at their opponent, it wasn't the Brotherhood like they had suspected. "Who are they?" asked Rogue seeing nearly twenty men jump the gate.

"Dunno," said Logan looking over to Remy who was licking his lips clean of Rogue's taste. He growled low, giving the Cajun a deadly stare, but unable to leave the task at hand Logan continued. "But they have guns and so far haven't been afraid to use them."

"What can we do?" asked Remy.

"You both can take the west side of the wall, an enjoy your last moment together, cause when you get back both of you are gonna die," said Logan returning to his post.

He knows; thought Rogue, damn that super nose.

Taking Remy's arm they both ran to the west wall where Amara and Bobby were already stationed, happy they had seen little action. But that didn't last long as five men jumped the fence and began open fire.

Bobby lifted his hands and took out two of them with his ice baseballs, but Bobby fell to the ground as a bullet passed an inch from his ear, that was it for him. But Amara formed into her lava self and burnt the other two assailants' feet so bad they fell to the ground in agony. There was one left and he was being taken care of by Remy.

"Come here," said a voice from the woods and Rogue immediately knew this was the work of Belle.

Leaving Remy to fend for himself, which was no problem, Rogue slipped into the shadows of the trees until she came into a circular clearing. That's where she found Belle leaning against a tree. "I see you two don waist anytime," she said, seeing the hickey that that Remy has left on her lower beck, "his scent all over you. Ya know Remy use to leave dozens of those all over ma body. He has a possession problem."

Rogue snorted, "No Belle, I think that's just you."

"Why we fighin' fille? We both in the same mess," said Belle completely pretending to be injured. "Dere's jus somethin' bout Remy dat draws ya to him, and next thing ya know your sittin on a bed wit your legs wide open. Neither of us can help it an neither can any other fille, why don't we work together and punish his sorry ass?"

"Well Belle," said Rogue, completely unmoved. "To answer ya first question we fightin cause I see dat knife hangin out ya sleeve. An meh thoughts on deh second part are that ah didn' just open meh legs up for him just like that," Rogue snapped her fingers. "That's something only a tainted girl southern gal like you could do Belle. Remy's mine, an what I decide to do wit his ass is none of ya business"

Belle turned toward Rogue, anrier than she hd ever been in her life, letting the hidden knife fall to the ground. "Let's finish dis here an now! A fight to deh death, or are you to afraid of dyin?"

"No Belle," said Rogue, her voice still calm, "Ah'm to afraid of killin ya. Killin ain't meh style. Once again that's something you could only do Belle."

Belle's blood began to boil, "Fight me bitch! Or moi goin to kill you an every X-freak in dis joint!"

"Like to see ya try whore bag!" shouted Rogue stepping back into a fighting position.

Belle laughed, "Dey teach you to fight like dat?" she yelled. "Well let me show you how we do it in da bayou!"

Belle charged head on into Rogue, her first mistake because Rogue was able to grab her arm and throw her hard over back so that Belle hit the ground with a thump. Belle recovered quickly and took a swift Assassin kick trying to bring Rogue to her knees, but Rogue jumped her leg and kicked Belle square in the jaw.

"Dat does it," said Belle whipping the blood that was flowing down her chin, she took out a hand gun and took three blind shots into the dark. Belle was an excellent shot and never ever missed, even in the dark. When she heard nothing but the sound of silence she smiled triumphantly ready to tell the rest of her guild that the mission was done, but as Belle turned her nose met with Rogue's fist.

As Belle fell to the ground Rogue shouted, "That's for ruinin' meh evein'," then kicking her in the ribs Rogue cried, "That's for tryin' to break up me an Remy," then for her final kick which was directed at Belle's knee, breaking her leg in the process, Rogue stated, "An that's for bein so rude to meh."

Belle was on the ground whimpering and sobbing as she clinched her ribs. "Oh what?" asked Rogue, "You can dish it but you can't take it? Call off your men now an I promise I won't paralyze you for life." Rogue only received a nasty spit ad on her shoe.

"Ew,' said Rogue, "what were you raised in a barn? We got more manners than that in Mississippi." Rogue used her foot to roll Belle onto her back and lifted her foot up, "Ah'm a givin ya till the count of three before I break your back. One…Two…"

Belle grabbed a walkie talkie from her coat, "Everyone back off, I repeat back off, an please someone come help me!"

Rogue smiled, "Now dats more like it sugah, we jus might make a southern belle out of you yet, but ah'm to tired to help ya anymore, have a nice life neva eva botherin Remy and meh again."

Rogue took one last final kick into Belle's ribs and ran out of the woods back into the shelter of Remy's arms, Belle was officially a thing of the past.