Hey all!
Other stories on hold. I've had the most requests for the SoUS, so I'm going to work on it until I finally get to the point where I can handle having other fics going. I do have the very last necro story written, but I need the ones that go before it in order to update. Future Shock is. . .at teh same point is was the last teim I abandoned it. Heh. And my Ani DiFranco inspired sereis is next in line to be updated, since I have the chapter mostly done.
Rogue closed the door of the study, locking it behind her. Remy leaned up agianst the wall, a neutral expression hiding his extremem anxiousness about the situation. Rogue motioned toward a chair. "Get comfy, this could take a bit." She knew that neither of them would be comfortable during this thing, but. . .it was an attempt.
Remy gave Rogue a shocked look. Surely her revealing her past sexual exploits couldn't take that long. How young had she started having sex? He couldn't believe that she'd been promiscuous as a little girl. Unless. . .she hadn't had a choice. Remy blanched a bit. If any man had hurt her, he'd make sure they suffered for months before he finally killed them. He prayed that Rogue hadn't been through that, and worried fr the whole two minutes it took for them both to get to the point where they could pretend to be comfortbale.
Rogue, for her part, sat down on the couch, and motioned for Remy to join her. She watched him move, noting he lacked his usualy fluid grace. In fact, he moved in almost a wooden way. Suddenly Rogue realized that maybe this was a bad time to announce her past conquests. She probably should have told him this earlier. After all, what in the world would a man want with a woman who couldn't touch but the assurance he would be the first to, someday, touch her?
It took Rogue a minute to scrounge up the courage to start talking, which led Remy to believe that she had been hurt in some way even more deeply. Luckily he kept his face completely devoid of this fear, as Rogue would have never been able to start, if she'd had an indicaiton of his dark thoughts. "Okay. Ah guess Ah'll start with mah first boyfrien'. His name was Donnie. Ah was fo'teen. We tried out fo' Romeo and Juliet fo' the freshman thespian troupe. And. . .we had such good chemistry, we got tha leads. One night we were practicin' tha balcony scene. We practiced that a hundred thousan' times, just ta have an excuse ta be that close ta each othah. The night befo' the play we. . .really really got inta charactah. Ahrene almos' had a heart attack when she tripped ovah his jeans in the hall."
Rogue was interrupted by Remy laughing out loud. His uproarous laughter was more reliefe than amusement at the situation, although there was a healthy dose of that as well. Rogue took his laughter to be a good sign, and wasn't as hesistant about things as she had been before. "Yeah, it wasn't so funny at the time." Rogue said, giggling a bit herself, while looking back at those memories with a certian amount of fondness and disbelief that she had ever been that girl.
Once Remy settleed down, he started asking quesitons. "Y' really had sex while quotin' Shakespeare?" He had never thought about that. He decided that if he'd had to do something like that to impress a girl, then she was too much trouble.
Rogue nodded, and blushed a bit. "We almost did it on stage openin' night, too." she admitted sheepishly. Remy gave her an amazed look. Rogue. . .naked. . .on stage. . .having sex. . .It was his fantasy, if he forgot that it wasn't him haivng se with her at that time.
"Damn, chere. Di'n' peg y' f'r an exhibitionist." Remy noted, before laughing agian, only this time because Rogue was trying to kill him. While laughing herself. Things soon degraded intote h two of them tickling each other, both waiting for the other to say mercy.
Finally Remy forced Rogue onto his lap, and grabbed her hands away from his sides. He removed her gloves and kissed the palms of her hands. Rogue ran her hands over his face, taking in the feeling. How could somehting as simple and usual as skin feel some muhc better whne it belong tos oemone else? How could the fact that he wasn't exactly clean shaven make it even more fun to touch him? How in the world had she survived without this?
Remy, for his part, relished the attention. This was what he'd always wanted to do, excpet for the whole 'confessing-she'd-had-sex-before' thing. But even your fantasies can be improved upon. "Any ot'er exploits y' wanna tell me 'bout?" He asked, giving Rogue a devilish look.
Rogeu sincerely thought for a minute. Shoudl she. . ? Well,s he had come this far. . . "Well. . .Ah guess mah only othah sexual experience would work." She noted. Remy cocked an eyebrow at her. Rogue took mock, and semi-real, offense. "What? You, the eternal man-ho are giving me that look?"
Remy opened his mouth to retort, but stopped. "Touche. Keep goin'."
Rogue cleared her throat. "Thank ya. Okay, this tahme Ah was twelve. Ah was playin' by the rivah with one of mah best friends in the whole world, Mark. He was thirteen, and he hung out by the rivah with me, unlike mah girl friends, who didn't like ta get dirty much. He's the one who told me about sex. So Ah said that it seemed gross. An' that was that. But the idea kept comin' up, until we were just so curious. . .well, yeah. But we didn't have any idea what we were doin'. We got naked, an' he just kinda shoved it inta me. Ah swear ah screamed so loud ya could hear me clear 'cross the state. Ah bleedin' an' cusisn' him out. . .he's gay now, by tha way. But Ah'm sho' Ah had nothin' ta do with that."
It wasn't the story, so much as the sheepish look Rogue had while telling it that sent Remy to laughing loudly again. But this time Rogue was right along side him, the image of the poor boy's face almost hovering before her eyes.
When they settled down, Remy realized, at last, the potential of their current situation. He leaned forward and kissed Rogue, putting his hands behind ehhr head, and trying to touch as much as her mouth as posisble. An almost electric feeling of lust ran up Rogue's spine, making her shiver. She moaned and tried to deepen the kiss as much as she could.
That is, until Kitty phased into the room, Piotr in tow. "And this is, like, the. . ." Kitty said, trailing off at the sight of Roge and Remy snogging. Piotr shook his head, nowhere near as surprised at hte development as his younger companion.
"I told you that the door was locked on purpose."
Rogue jumped at Kitty's voice, while another, more unpleasant, shock ran thorugh her. She glared and blushed and wished Kitty and Piotr dead. Kitty blushed and looked sheepish, and dragged Piotr back through the wall. "Erm, um, sor-," she said, on her way out.
Remy moving his hands away from their resting place on Rogue's shoulders, where they had drifted, woke the enraged southern girl from her mental murder. "Chere, y' wan' go grab some food? I t'in' privacy gon' be hard t' get here." He noted.
Rogue nodded and climbed off of his lap. "Sounds great. Ya want chinese?"
After making sure he had some sort of breath freshening gum in his pocket, Remy agreed to chinese.
REVIEWS!
Evil-Bunny-Leader - You want Johnny Boy with a hottie? Go read 'Good Old Fashioned Lover boys' and 'A Return to Form'. Thanks for your review!
Sweety - Hope you enjoyed it!
Chaos - I have, indeed taken control of UTB. And I've got it up and running agian! Woot! Thanks for the review! And yes, Man whore is funny.
Star - I apologize, and I might have deserved that.
Cheers - I'm glad you're lookignf orward to it!
Ish - Huzzah! I updated! And new stuff? Oooh. Sorry my bunny on crack is kinda easily side tracked.
That's it for now. I love you all, and I hope to kepe this going at some sort of speed!
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
Other stories on hold. I've had the most requests for the SoUS, so I'm going to work on it until I finally get to the point where I can handle having other fics going. I do have the very last necro story written, but I need the ones that go before it in order to update. Future Shock is. . .at teh same point is was the last teim I abandoned it. Heh. And my Ani DiFranco inspired sereis is next in line to be updated, since I have the chapter mostly done.
Rogue closed the door of the study, locking it behind her. Remy leaned up agianst the wall, a neutral expression hiding his extremem anxiousness about the situation. Rogue motioned toward a chair. "Get comfy, this could take a bit." She knew that neither of them would be comfortable during this thing, but. . .it was an attempt.
Remy gave Rogue a shocked look. Surely her revealing her past sexual exploits couldn't take that long. How young had she started having sex? He couldn't believe that she'd been promiscuous as a little girl. Unless. . .she hadn't had a choice. Remy blanched a bit. If any man had hurt her, he'd make sure they suffered for months before he finally killed them. He prayed that Rogue hadn't been through that, and worried fr the whole two minutes it took for them both to get to the point where they could pretend to be comfortbale.
Rogue, for her part, sat down on the couch, and motioned for Remy to join her. She watched him move, noting he lacked his usualy fluid grace. In fact, he moved in almost a wooden way. Suddenly Rogue realized that maybe this was a bad time to announce her past conquests. She probably should have told him this earlier. After all, what in the world would a man want with a woman who couldn't touch but the assurance he would be the first to, someday, touch her?
It took Rogue a minute to scrounge up the courage to start talking, which led Remy to believe that she had been hurt in some way even more deeply. Luckily he kept his face completely devoid of this fear, as Rogue would have never been able to start, if she'd had an indicaiton of his dark thoughts. "Okay. Ah guess Ah'll start with mah first boyfrien'. His name was Donnie. Ah was fo'teen. We tried out fo' Romeo and Juliet fo' the freshman thespian troupe. And. . .we had such good chemistry, we got tha leads. One night we were practicin' tha balcony scene. We practiced that a hundred thousan' times, just ta have an excuse ta be that close ta each othah. The night befo' the play we. . .really really got inta charactah. Ahrene almos' had a heart attack when she tripped ovah his jeans in the hall."
Rogue was interrupted by Remy laughing out loud. His uproarous laughter was more reliefe than amusement at the situation, although there was a healthy dose of that as well. Rogue took his laughter to be a good sign, and wasn't as hesistant about things as she had been before. "Yeah, it wasn't so funny at the time." Rogue said, giggling a bit herself, while looking back at those memories with a certian amount of fondness and disbelief that she had ever been that girl.
Once Remy settleed down, he started asking quesitons. "Y' really had sex while quotin' Shakespeare?" He had never thought about that. He decided that if he'd had to do something like that to impress a girl, then she was too much trouble.
Rogue nodded, and blushed a bit. "We almost did it on stage openin' night, too." she admitted sheepishly. Remy gave her an amazed look. Rogue. . .naked. . .on stage. . .having sex. . .It was his fantasy, if he forgot that it wasn't him haivng se with her at that time.
"Damn, chere. Di'n' peg y' f'r an exhibitionist." Remy noted, before laughing agian, only this time because Rogue was trying to kill him. While laughing herself. Things soon degraded intote h two of them tickling each other, both waiting for the other to say mercy.
Finally Remy forced Rogue onto his lap, and grabbed her hands away from his sides. He removed her gloves and kissed the palms of her hands. Rogue ran her hands over his face, taking in the feeling. How could somehting as simple and usual as skin feel some muhc better whne it belong tos oemone else? How could the fact that he wasn't exactly clean shaven make it even more fun to touch him? How in the world had she survived without this?
Remy, for his part, relished the attention. This was what he'd always wanted to do, excpet for the whole 'confessing-she'd-had-sex-before' thing. But even your fantasies can be improved upon. "Any ot'er exploits y' wanna tell me 'bout?" He asked, giving Rogue a devilish look.
Rogeu sincerely thought for a minute. Shoudl she. . ? Well,s he had come this far. . . "Well. . .Ah guess mah only othah sexual experience would work." She noted. Remy cocked an eyebrow at her. Rogue took mock, and semi-real, offense. "What? You, the eternal man-ho are giving me that look?"
Remy opened his mouth to retort, but stopped. "Touche. Keep goin'."
Rogue cleared her throat. "Thank ya. Okay, this tahme Ah was twelve. Ah was playin' by the rivah with one of mah best friends in the whole world, Mark. He was thirteen, and he hung out by the rivah with me, unlike mah girl friends, who didn't like ta get dirty much. He's the one who told me about sex. So Ah said that it seemed gross. An' that was that. But the idea kept comin' up, until we were just so curious. . .well, yeah. But we didn't have any idea what we were doin'. We got naked, an' he just kinda shoved it inta me. Ah swear ah screamed so loud ya could hear me clear 'cross the state. Ah bleedin' an' cusisn' him out. . .he's gay now, by tha way. But Ah'm sho' Ah had nothin' ta do with that."
It wasn't the story, so much as the sheepish look Rogue had while telling it that sent Remy to laughing loudly again. But this time Rogue was right along side him, the image of the poor boy's face almost hovering before her eyes.
When they settled down, Remy realized, at last, the potential of their current situation. He leaned forward and kissed Rogue, putting his hands behind ehhr head, and trying to touch as much as her mouth as posisble. An almost electric feeling of lust ran up Rogue's spine, making her shiver. She moaned and tried to deepen the kiss as much as she could.
That is, until Kitty phased into the room, Piotr in tow. "And this is, like, the. . ." Kitty said, trailing off at the sight of Roge and Remy snogging. Piotr shook his head, nowhere near as surprised at hte development as his younger companion.
"I told you that the door was locked on purpose."
Rogue jumped at Kitty's voice, while another, more unpleasant, shock ran thorugh her. She glared and blushed and wished Kitty and Piotr dead. Kitty blushed and looked sheepish, and dragged Piotr back through the wall. "Erm, um, sor-," she said, on her way out.
Remy moving his hands away from their resting place on Rogue's shoulders, where they had drifted, woke the enraged southern girl from her mental murder. "Chere, y' wan' go grab some food? I t'in' privacy gon' be hard t' get here." He noted.
Rogue nodded and climbed off of his lap. "Sounds great. Ya want chinese?"
After making sure he had some sort of breath freshening gum in his pocket, Remy agreed to chinese.
REVIEWS!
Evil-Bunny-Leader - You want Johnny Boy with a hottie? Go read 'Good Old Fashioned Lover boys' and 'A Return to Form'. Thanks for your review!
Sweety - Hope you enjoyed it!
Chaos - I have, indeed taken control of UTB. And I've got it up and running agian! Woot! Thanks for the review! And yes, Man whore is funny.
Star - I apologize, and I might have deserved that.
Cheers - I'm glad you're lookignf orward to it!
Ish - Huzzah! I updated! And new stuff? Oooh. Sorry my bunny on crack is kinda easily side tracked.
That's it for now. I love you all, and I hope to kepe this going at some sort of speed!
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll REVIEW!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith