A/N: Thanks to Karen for everything, as with Kendra and Erin. And I just
wanted to thank everyone for the lovely reviews...
/this means conversations with Carol and Marie/
HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT!!!
WARNING!!!! THIS CONTAINS NC-17 RATING – well just near the end.
"Uh, Rogue?" the Professor said.
"Yes, Professor?" the very sexy looking Marie said.
"What in God's name are you wearing?"
"Clothes."
"No, that's something that hookers wear, Rogue," the Professor suddenly said.
"Sure, why not." sigh "Come on, Professor, let me live a little, it's just this once," Marie said with a little pout.
"Fine, but remember."
"Remember what?"
"Don't flaunt it."
"Now, what is it about my body that I have to flaunt?"
"Seriously, Rogue, have you looked at your body yet?" Scott said as Jean nudged her elbow at his left rib.
"No, I'm self-conscious, so I wouldn't notice a damn thing, Scott."
"Okay then, so, did Jubilee and Kitty put you up to this?"
"No, they didn't. Actually they were really shocked with what I bought. Carol put me up to this, and plus, this is only a one time thing so don't get mad, pretty boy." Pauses to get a good look at Scott. "God, Scott, stop looking at me like I'm a glove and that you wanna wear me," Marie retorted. Scott on the other hand looked like he had just been caught red handed. While Jean, really didn't know what to think of it, and she sort of looked like she didn't care, like something was missing.
"I am so not looking at you like that. I just can't believe that you would wear that."
"Uh huh."
"No, I'm not.'
"Yes, you are. You're looking at me like you want to put your butter in my dumpster."
And that comment got giggles from the women and grunts from the men except Scott of course. Marie just smiled.
"NO, I DON'T!" Scott shouted.
"Yeah, well you're a male and the fact that you are a male you think that you're always right, which you ain't, bub," Marie said saying Logan's so called catchphrase. She didn't even realize that she had said that until she caught the attention of Logan's arched left eyebrow. 'Damn, does he always have to do that? He's not only the sexiest man on the face of the earth, but he's also the only one who can look good doing that arched eyebrow thing.' Marie thought.
"What?" Marie said while looking at Logan.
"Bub?" Logan said, again with that sexy left eyebrow arching up.
"Yeah, so?"
"When was the last time that you ever said bub?"
"Well, let me think. When you were in the med lab that night and I called the Professor bub. Look, Logan, don't worry about Carol controlling me, it's gonna take a week or two. Maybe more, okay?
"Yeah, okay, but I don't like the way she's been controlling you."
"I know that, Logan, and I really do appreciate you, and all of you being concerned about me, but at least I'm not...you know... dead." Marie said while taking a quick glance at everybody, and then went back to Logan. They were still looking into each others eyes, that is until they both realized, actually it was much more of Logan realizing that if he kept on staring at her more like this, he swore that he was falling, really falling for her, so he just blinked his eyes and then he turned his head. 'Coward.' Marie thought with a smirk on her face.
"Kay, now that this is all settled, Scott and I have an announcement," Jean said.
"That you guys set a wedding date?"
"No, it's not that, Rogue. It's just that ever since I came back I started being very distant around all of you, like I didn't know you. Also, that all my true feelings for Scott have disappeared. Like it's all a bunch of memories that I can never really feel. I know that sounds really mean, but I can't find those feelings, and the same with Scott. We both are not feeling those things for each other and no matter how hard we try we won't find those feelings. We both know that it might take some time to rekindle those feelings again. "
"I think that some of you are happy now that our relationship is over, at this time." Scott said still looking at Logan, while Logan knew that Scott was meaning him, so he didn't do anything but did his most famous growl.
"Wow, you guys really cut to the chase, huh?" Marie said.
"I guess," Scott said.
"So, would this break up cause you two to feel awkward towards each other?"
"We don't really know that yet, Rogue, but it'll take some time," Jean said.
"I bet it will."
/ Hey, you know what I was just thinking? / Carol said
/ What's that? /
/ That there's an opening. /
/ Opening for what? /
/ For you to give Scott something that you've always wanted to give to Logan. /
/ WHAT!!! /
/ I'm not joking, it's a way to get back at Logan for all those times that he would call you 'kid' and always ignore you when Jean was around, it was like he was making you the second best. /
/ I can't hurt Scott like that, most of all I'm not going to fuck him. /
/ Yeah? And you think that Logan is the right person? News flash here, Rogue, you think that Logan would give you the time of day? Yes, he can talk to you, but I mean give you the time of day when it comes to a sexual relationship? /
/ But... /
/ But what, Rogue? The times when Jean was gone and he started looking at you like he wanted you? /
/Well, yeah. /
/ Remember when I said 'second best'? That's what I meant. When Jean was gone he chose you, the same way you chose Bobby as the second best because Logan wasn't available. You were Logan's second choice and you don't deserve that. You aren't second best, you should be someone's first choice, the best that any man can ever have. /
/ I don't know... /
/ I know that you feel something for Scott. /
/ But not as much for Logan, I care about Scott. /
/ Well, there's something to start with. /
/ I-I don't know. /
/ Well, you better. /
When Carol and Marie's conversation ended, everyone went back to what ever they were doing. Marie went back to her room just to think about what Carol had said to her. Then as her luck would have it Scott knocked on her door, so when she opened it she had no choice but to let him in. 'Damn, is he like a fuckin' psychic or something?' Marie said to herself.
"Scott, what are you doing here?"
"Well, I figured that you would feel guilty about what Carol did, and plus I came here to keep you company."
"Thanks, and just to let you know that I really am truly sorry, and I already apologized to Jean."
"Well, both of us don't hold it against you, I know why you did it, you..."
"I was feeling guilty as hell thinking that I killed her, and knowing that I'd hurt her before she died. Now that I most definitely got my real emotions into place, I know that for sure that I didn't do it, I think that it's gonna take some time to process it."
"Yeah, I know how that feels. Trust me, I do."
They both looked into each others eyes, and Marie spoke with out breaking the eye contact.
"Yeah, I know, your parents deaths."
"Yeah."
"So I have a question for you."
"What?"
"How do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Handle this whole Logan thing."
"What Logan thing?"
"You know. Knowing that he wants Jean, um, you do know that, right?"
"Of course I do."
"Well, why aren't you doing anything about it then?"
"Because Jean and I are broken up, and you know damn well that it ain't about Logan. The other thing is that there are better men, more worthy of her than I am, some one that she can look bare eye to eye. But no, she chose me and that shows everyone something and I still love her for that. So what ever happens between Jean and Logan stays between them now 'cause we aren't together, and it seems that we are never getting back together and we both know that."
"That and that since she came back, besides me, she wasn't really acting like herself. It was more like she was really distant and that she didn't really know you or anyone else here. So yeah that was one of the reasons that you guys broke it off. Well, actually you guys are only on a break, so technically you guys aren't really broken up...yet."
"Yeah."
"Yeah. Scott, you promise not to get mad at me?"
"I promise, now what is it?"
"I saw Logan and Jean kissing on the Blackbird the night before everything went down at Alkali Lake."
"Really?"
"Yeah, that's the truth."
"Oh, is that the first time?"
"Yeah, well I saw Mystique watching and then a half an hour later saw her transform into Jean, and I saw their shadowy forms kissing. That kinda freaked me out a little, okay, a lot knowing that dear old mommy was kissing him. So anyways, yeah I think that was the first time and only, I think, knowing that Jean is back. I don't know, why aren't you going crazy?"
"Because, I know that mostly yes, that Logan has an attraction towards Jean but I know mainly that he does it to piss me off. I know that for a fact, and I'm gonna be a man and let nature take its course, and whatever happens happens. If he and I get into a fight, then we get into a fight."
"Okay."
"How do you feel about Logan?"
"I like him."
"And?"
"And that he's a great guy if you don't count the whole Jean thing, I know that we have a connection, and...I..."
"You want to tell him yourself, like a secret between you two?"
"Right, changing the subject?"
"Sure."
"Did you know that we both have the same mutation, but only a different type? You know, we both need barriers to protect people from us. The only thing different about it is that your shades are your barrier, and my gloves are...were my barrier. I feel kind of angry at myself that I kinda beat you to the punch at finding a way to make sure that I don't need the barriers, and well that you have been working on it for years, and still nothing, I've had this mutation for almost a year and..."
That was all that Scott could handle, so he took his right hand and placed it under Marie's hiding face and lifted it up so she would look at him.
"Would you stop that. I don't really care as much as you do, I can see, yes, I...no pun intended always see red, but at least I can see and it won't kill me. I know that it kills you, knowing that you're taking them into your head, and you have to live with it all of your life, and it hurts you. In a way, you're a prisoner of your skin, and I know that when Bobby was with you after Alkali, he'd been wary of you and I saw the way you looked afterwards. You worked harder than I ever did, so you do deserve this more than me, you totally deserve it. Now you touch whoever you want knowing that you can touch them without hurting, mentally, and physically. I'm really happy for you, Rogue, real happy."
Marie could tell that he's looking at her with intense eyes. All that she can do was return the eye contact with parted lips.
"Okay." Marie whispered.
"Okay then." Scott said with a small smile as he tilted his head to the left, and Marie tilted her head to her left, as Scott leaned and slowly brushed his lips against hers. Then he pulled away to look at her. The only thing that he wanted to do now was just to kiss her, and so he leaned in and kissed her again. At first the kiss was slow and sensual, then it turned into a heated kiss. Then both of them moaned, and they were just kissing the night away until Marie remembered something.
"Wait, we can't do this, you're taken, and...and...umm..." as Marie was trying to catch her breath and gather her thoughts to tell Scott about something, until he took her lips again, and that was it she was just lost in the kissing. Then Scott slipped his tongue into her mouth to meet hers and she moaned, and he swallowed her moans. As they were kissing, Marie started to lay down slowly while not breaking the kiss, and of course Scott didn't turn her down. While they were kissing Scott's right hand was cupping her cheek and the other was rubbing her sides, as it roamed higher and higher until he cupped her right breast. When he touched her, she just shuddered, and then Marie started running her hands through his hair, then roamed his chest.
"No, I'm not. Well, actually right now I am," Scott said between the kisses.
"Oh, Scott..."
"I want you right now, Rogue."
"I wa..." before Marie can answer him, they got a mental page from the Professor telling
them to come to the conference room.
"Damn, we gotta go," Scott said in frustration.
"I know." Marie was going to say that they should wait until everything cooled down when her eyes traveled down to his erection. "Yeah, we should definitely cool down," Marie said while blushing.
"What, you've never?"
"Hell no."
"Then it's a good thing that you're gonna wait for the right person then, huh?"
"Right, so how long do you think it's gonna take until...you know..."
"I don't really know. I don't time it or something." They both laughed, and a couple of minutes later they entered the conference room and sat down in front of each other. With everyone oblivious to what they'd been doing, the two thought that they would be off the hook. Except the only person that was suspicious was, yup, you guessed it, Logan. When Logan looked at Scott, he looked a little dazed, and then Logan turned to Marie who looked flushed. No one else seemed to have noticed. When he smelled Marie's scent, he couldn't believe it. 'Why the fuck would she be aroused, at this moment, and who aroused her? She smells so good, oh fuckin' hell.' Logan thought.
"Thank you all for coming. Now there is no danger tonight, but this has to do with you, Rogue. I hope that you do not mind my actions, but I have found out the whereabouts of your brother Graydon."
"Really? Where is he?"
"Well, he's certainly here in America, but I should warn you that you would certainly not like his type of work. Okay, to make the long story short, he is a member of the F.O.H., Friends of Humanity."
When the Professor ended with the Humanity, everyone just, again, couldn't do anything but look shocked, real shocked.
"Holy motherfucking shit. All I gotta say is that he's such a MOMMA'S BOY!!! I can't believe that he would do that. After some of the memories, why would he do this? Jesus man, great, am I the only sane one in the family besides my dad...uh I mean Sabertooth?"
"Rogue, I believe that the reason why he did it is because that he is ashamed of being a mutant."
"Yeah, well I figured that one out already, Professor. I can't believe he's a murderer. I can't believe that my so called "brother" is a freakin' killer."
"I'm sorry, Rogue."
"Sorry, the only sorry thing is that I know that my...uh Sabertooth taught us not to specifically be a murder i.e. my MOTHER!!!...uh, I mean Mystique."
"I know, listen to me, Rogue, I don't want you to endure more stress tonight, or in the next few days, so just get some sleep and we'll talk about it when you're ready. I know that it is certain that no one there knows that he is a mutant. So we will get him, and settle this."
"I don't want to now. I wanna remember first. Okay?"
"Sure, it is your call. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Professor." Marie walked up to him and hugged him. "Thank you."
"You are welcome," the professor said. "Goodnight to all of you."
"Goodnight." Everyone said as the Professor wheeled out the door.
Everyone said their goodnights to each other and left for their bedrooms. But there was a small problem, there was still the suspicious Logan, and he, Jean, Scott, and Marie were together, walking out of the elevator. Of course Marie and Scott were not going near each other. So Logan was already in his room, still trying to figure out what in the hell aroused Marie.
"Well, uh, goodnight, Jean."
"Sure, goodnight to you too, Scott." They smiled at each other while Jean went back to their old room and Scott was about to head out to his new room when...he decided to walk Marie to her room. When they reached the room, they stepped inside, closing and locking the door behind them. They looked at each other and just smiled.
"What are we doing, and why did we do that to each other earlier?" Marie said.
"I don't know, and what do you mean do?"
"You know the kissing and more," Marie said with a blush.
"Oh, you mean this," Scott said, leaning towards her and starting to kiss her. Neither of their hands could stay put, Scott's left hand cupped Marie's right cheek while his right hand started to caress her backside. Marie moaned and started to move her hands in his hair, then while one hand stayed in his hair the other moved everywhere on his back. The kissing continued until Marie had to put a stop to it.
"Scott, we can't do this. You just broke up with Jean, and I'm...well, with no one, this is wrong."
"No, this isn't. What's wrong with two adults wanting each other? You're the woman that I really want right now."
Marie didn't even hear the 'right now' part because she'd just heard someone call her a woman, something that Logan had never called her, and probably never would.
"What did you just call me?"
"I called you a woman."
"I was hoping that you would call me that," Marie said with a smile.
"What's this all about, Ro..." Scott was about to finish his question when Marie lunged her mouth to his. The first few minutes the kiss was slow, and as the kiss deepened it started getting really aggressive. Marie's hands started moving all over Scott, his back, his chest, his cheeks, and finally settling in his hair.
Scott's hands were also moving, one hand was holding her chin up to his, and the other on her right cheek, then his right hand moved down to her bottom and pulled her against his erection. When she felt it she moaned. As she moaned Scott slipped his tongue in her mouth. Marie on the other hand couldn't believe it was really happening, she wanted to stop it and tell Scott that this was a mistake and this should never have been started in the first place. BUT Carol started giving Marie some of her characteristic behavior so Marie could do this, and hurt Logan.
"Thank God and the Professor for soundproofing," Marie said in one swift moan. When she said that, Scott couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you talking about?"
"Soundproofing, well it's not, not soundproofing, it's just my way of saying that it's partially the reason why the Professor gave all the rooms windows and doors. To shut them, and to lock them."
"Oh, yes good old soundproofing, and may I ask where good old Mr. Condom is?"
"Mr. Condom is under the sink of my bathroom."
"Okay... are you sure that you want to do this?" Scott said all of the sudden saying it with a very serious tone.
"Yeah, I'm sure, unless that you don't wanna?"
"Can't you tell that I want to?" Scott said while again pressing his growing erection to her.
"Oh I can very much tell that you want to. So you get Mr. Condom ready."
"Sure...one more thing though." Scott grabbed her wrist pulling her to him for one more searing kiss.
She giggled into the kiss, kissing back until she had to pull back or she wouldn't stop.
"Scott, the sooner you let me make sure we won't be publicly broadcasted the sooner I won't have to push you away again for a long time, so go, and get back here fast," she told him.
His hand swept up her cheek, flooding her skin with sensation.
"Don't go anywhere," he told her.
"Are you kidding me?" Marie asked with a small smile.
As soon as he managed to let her hand go, she went over the whole room making sure everything was shut, so it would be somewhat easier for people to not hear, the future commotion in Marie's room.
/This'll fry Logan./ Carol said into her head.
/I'm not doing this to "fry" Logan. That may be why you're encouraging me, because you just wanna strike out at everyone, but I'm doing this because I want to. Now if you would, shut up and leave me alone./
/K, have fun./
/K, bite me./ Marie replied.
With the sound proofing working, Marie felt safer with privacy. She only wished Scott could see her, it somehow seemed unfair that she could now touch, but he was still trapped from true sight. She was pulled from her thoughts when his hand curved over her shoulder and turned her around. Then both his hands slid up her arms back to her shoulders, propelling her backwards against her bedroom wall. Her back struck the firm surface with a thud, and in the middle of her daze, he took the moment to slide his hands along her stomach, slipping upwards, feeling her inhale swiftly at the touch as the cool air coiled over her skin, causing goose bumps, until he finally pushed the shirt all the way off her body and threw it to the side.
Even though the cool air enclosed around her like a blanket, seeing his eyes on her, she felt a wave of heat pour over her, condensing the arousal inside her and inflaming it. She reached up to touch his face, caressing it slightly with her thumbs, then she brought his mouth down to hers. But when his mouth reached hers, she felt the force of his blatant need as he grabbed the back of her head for her most intense kiss yet. All the pent up passion and frustration of waiting, of their mutations separating them from the rest of the world, all of that poured into the tangled kiss. She once thought only Logan understood her, but Scott was trapped too, fighting to get out. And it felt so good to feel the need in him to pull free, pleading with her through the kiss to help him. As if knowing she had managed to overcome hers, begging to bring him with her to the place of freedom. The kiss grew, building up until she had to turn her face to suck in the oxygen her body inconveniently demanded.
He nipped at her lips, sipping kisses from her while she continued to try to grab onto him, remaining unsuccessful until she felt the jolt in Scott that made him press her back against the wall again. His lips caught hers as his hands landed on her thighs, sliding up under the black fabric, just as her hands started unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Feeling his hands climb further and further up her thighs, she felt the pressure of his hands removing her power as she struggled to remain standing when Scott had something else in mind. She moved her mouth to his ear.
"There's a zipper in the back," she whispered.
He suddenly felt like he'd been rushing, been forceful, even though her whisper was flirtatious and had no hint of hesitation. So he cupped her face and forced her to look at him.
"Rogue," he said.
She shook her head, still remembering that Scott didn't yet know her non- mutant name.
"Don't," she whispered back. "Don't worry, and don't stop."
He reached behind her and unzipped the back of her skirt, pushing it down her thighs until it slid to the floor the rest of the way by itself. His hands swept up the skin of her back and unhooked the bra, loosening the pressure around Rogue's torso as Scott replaced the bra cups with his hands. Bending down to suck them, she felt the urge to go further, faster. The need was bleeding through her and a slow seduction was no longer what she wanted even though she could tell he felt he should give her that. Maybe next time, she thought as she kissed him slowly, sensually, ridding his body of any last disguises with her hands.
Absorbing her velocity, he picked her up off the ground and fled to the mattress with her, wasting no time slipping his fingers gently into her, feeling her wetness spread over them. She pushed the remaining air from her body and used her strength to arch her spine and tilt her head back, urging him deeper and deeper into her source of hunger. She traced her hands up his thighs to his exposed chest, her mouth licking the skin as his fingers drove into her, slamming into her, forcing her teeth to involuntary sink into the skin with each thrust, which she then soothed with her tongue as she clenched her muscles around his fingers.
"Scott, stop," Marie breathed. "Lemme breathe, and then don't prolong this any longer. I want you now."
He eased his fingers out of her and pulled her downwards towards him on the mattress, and Marie's legs part instinctively, but for a moment she realized it's not her instinct, but it doesn't matter. It's still her want. No one else's. His lips are on hers, his tongue charging down her throat, probing at the throbbing veins in her neck as he could no longer take it, placing himself at her slickened entrance. But instead of awaiting gentleness, Marie lifted her hips, impaling herself around him, and against him as all of her body met all of his. He moaned against her throat, unprepared for her blatantly passionate act. Her hands swept up his face, her hot breath against his ear as she whispered, pleaded for him to continue. The raw hunger spilled off of him onto her as the desire in his movements began to flow freely into her. She threw her legs around his hips as the pressure built inside her, she bent herself towards him as much as she can, the sensations crackling through her body faster than she can identify them. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold him close to her, her hands clenching at his tensing muscles, striving to be inside him, to be a part of him.
He placed his hands on either side of her on the mattress, lifting himself up so he can look at her as he slams into her again. The combination of the feeling and his look sending her over the edge as she tilted her head back, his hand diving into her hair, his tongue down her throat, wanting that building passion in her. Wanting to see it in her face as she closed her eyes and threw her head back.
Their bodies melded together as she constricted herself around him, the climax building inside her. Now she was needing it, her hands tightened around his arms, opening herself up to him and then contracting around him, pulling an orgasm from him and into her as she felt the first seconds of the explosion slice through her. Still diving into her, the sudden orgasms waved over her in crashes again and again as she felt him shaking with his release, his lips glistening above her. His orgasm into her triggered another wave to wash through her as their rocking slowed, but driving together until every last sensation had been distributed between them, and then they laid there together, weak, trembling, and spent in each other's arms.
She exhaled with a smile and looked over at him.
"I never thought I could touch someone without hurting them," she whispered softly, touching his face with the back of her hand.
He was still breathless as she crawled on her side and chose to lift off his glasses, which of course made him nervous. In instinct his hands went over hers to stop her.
"Don't stop me," she whispered. "Just close your eyes," she said.
He let go of her hands and let her. His eyes were tightly shut, and she hated watching him strain like that, and suddenly wanted him to be out of his prison now that she was out of hers.
"Keep them closed but relax," she told him.
When he did, she kissed his eyelids and placed his glasses back on him, remembering how unsafe she felt without her gloves, no matter how much they told her she was safe.
"Thank you for touching me," she said.
She was surprised when he leapt up and crushed her mouth with his, encircling the back of her head with his hand, pulling her mouth deeply into the kiss.
"Don't thank me," he murmured against her mouth. "I wanted to."
"Oh Scott," Marie said through kisses and all the panting that had been spread through the both of them. "I want you to stay."
"Of course I will, I want to stay here with you," Scott said looking her in the eye. "But first I have to dispose of something." Quickly kissing her on the lips, then he looked around to find a garbage can on his right. Taking off the condom and disposing it, he then turned back to the woman to his left, gathering her into his arms, putting the comforter over them, and Marie using his chest as a pillow, both taking huge sighs. As Scott held Marie in a dark moonlit sex scented satisfied room he caressed her hair, all the while she caressed the left side of his chest.
"Scott?" Marie suddenly asked breaking the silence between them.
"Yeah?" Scott said.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Are things gonna change between us?"
"I think that it already has."
"I know about our relationship changing, what I meant is that I think that you know that this won't last." sigh "We both know that we still want the friendship that we had, have, before we made love. Before you came into my room earlier tonight, I knew somehow that our relationship would change. I mean I know that we would feel real awkward at first when we end this, um, affair, but I still really want our friendship to last at least a long, long time you know?"
"Yeah, I know, and you still have it."
"Thanks."
"Nothin' to thank me about, we both wanted this, even though we wanted to exact revenge on you know who's, but to tell you the truth, I left that feeling after the meeting, and I stepped into your room the second time."
"You did?"
"Yeah I did."
"Same here."
"So that's all you're gonna say? Is 'same here'?"
"Well, yeah, but seriously Scott?"
"What?"
"Can we both cherish the time that we have together? Please?"
"Of course, come here." Scott said while pulling Marie in for one more long intoxicating kiss before they both fell into the best sleep that they had in the last few weeks.
The next morning, Marie woke up to the sunlight, as she used her right hand to search for the man who she just slept with, but, no one was on the bed except her, when she realized that she quickly sat up and wondering where the hell he was. Soon enough just a couple minutes after that she saw him emerge from her bathroom, seeing him all dressed made her realize that someone would find out, not only that she knew, but she knew that the only person that would confirm it, was none other than Logan, and that's what she dreaded the most.
HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT!!!
WARNING!!!! THIS CONTAINS NC-17 RATING – well just near the end.
"Uh, Rogue?" the Professor said.
"Yes, Professor?" the very sexy looking Marie said.
"What in God's name are you wearing?"
"Clothes."
"No, that's something that hookers wear, Rogue," the Professor suddenly said.
"Sure, why not." sigh "Come on, Professor, let me live a little, it's just this once," Marie said with a little pout.
"Fine, but remember."
"Remember what?"
"Don't flaunt it."
"Now, what is it about my body that I have to flaunt?"
"Seriously, Rogue, have you looked at your body yet?" Scott said as Jean nudged her elbow at his left rib.
"No, I'm self-conscious, so I wouldn't notice a damn thing, Scott."
"Okay then, so, did Jubilee and Kitty put you up to this?"
"No, they didn't. Actually they were really shocked with what I bought. Carol put me up to this, and plus, this is only a one time thing so don't get mad, pretty boy." Pauses to get a good look at Scott. "God, Scott, stop looking at me like I'm a glove and that you wanna wear me," Marie retorted. Scott on the other hand looked like he had just been caught red handed. While Jean, really didn't know what to think of it, and she sort of looked like she didn't care, like something was missing.
"I am so not looking at you like that. I just can't believe that you would wear that."
"Uh huh."
"No, I'm not.'
"Yes, you are. You're looking at me like you want to put your butter in my dumpster."
And that comment got giggles from the women and grunts from the men except Scott of course. Marie just smiled.
"NO, I DON'T!" Scott shouted.
"Yeah, well you're a male and the fact that you are a male you think that you're always right, which you ain't, bub," Marie said saying Logan's so called catchphrase. She didn't even realize that she had said that until she caught the attention of Logan's arched left eyebrow. 'Damn, does he always have to do that? He's not only the sexiest man on the face of the earth, but he's also the only one who can look good doing that arched eyebrow thing.' Marie thought.
"What?" Marie said while looking at Logan.
"Bub?" Logan said, again with that sexy left eyebrow arching up.
"Yeah, so?"
"When was the last time that you ever said bub?"
"Well, let me think. When you were in the med lab that night and I called the Professor bub. Look, Logan, don't worry about Carol controlling me, it's gonna take a week or two. Maybe more, okay?
"Yeah, okay, but I don't like the way she's been controlling you."
"I know that, Logan, and I really do appreciate you, and all of you being concerned about me, but at least I'm not...you know... dead." Marie said while taking a quick glance at everybody, and then went back to Logan. They were still looking into each others eyes, that is until they both realized, actually it was much more of Logan realizing that if he kept on staring at her more like this, he swore that he was falling, really falling for her, so he just blinked his eyes and then he turned his head. 'Coward.' Marie thought with a smirk on her face.
"Kay, now that this is all settled, Scott and I have an announcement," Jean said.
"That you guys set a wedding date?"
"No, it's not that, Rogue. It's just that ever since I came back I started being very distant around all of you, like I didn't know you. Also, that all my true feelings for Scott have disappeared. Like it's all a bunch of memories that I can never really feel. I know that sounds really mean, but I can't find those feelings, and the same with Scott. We both are not feeling those things for each other and no matter how hard we try we won't find those feelings. We both know that it might take some time to rekindle those feelings again. "
"I think that some of you are happy now that our relationship is over, at this time." Scott said still looking at Logan, while Logan knew that Scott was meaning him, so he didn't do anything but did his most famous growl.
"Wow, you guys really cut to the chase, huh?" Marie said.
"I guess," Scott said.
"So, would this break up cause you two to feel awkward towards each other?"
"We don't really know that yet, Rogue, but it'll take some time," Jean said.
"I bet it will."
/ Hey, you know what I was just thinking? / Carol said
/ What's that? /
/ That there's an opening. /
/ Opening for what? /
/ For you to give Scott something that you've always wanted to give to Logan. /
/ WHAT!!! /
/ I'm not joking, it's a way to get back at Logan for all those times that he would call you 'kid' and always ignore you when Jean was around, it was like he was making you the second best. /
/ I can't hurt Scott like that, most of all I'm not going to fuck him. /
/ Yeah? And you think that Logan is the right person? News flash here, Rogue, you think that Logan would give you the time of day? Yes, he can talk to you, but I mean give you the time of day when it comes to a sexual relationship? /
/ But... /
/ But what, Rogue? The times when Jean was gone and he started looking at you like he wanted you? /
/Well, yeah. /
/ Remember when I said 'second best'? That's what I meant. When Jean was gone he chose you, the same way you chose Bobby as the second best because Logan wasn't available. You were Logan's second choice and you don't deserve that. You aren't second best, you should be someone's first choice, the best that any man can ever have. /
/ I don't know... /
/ I know that you feel something for Scott. /
/ But not as much for Logan, I care about Scott. /
/ Well, there's something to start with. /
/ I-I don't know. /
/ Well, you better. /
When Carol and Marie's conversation ended, everyone went back to what ever they were doing. Marie went back to her room just to think about what Carol had said to her. Then as her luck would have it Scott knocked on her door, so when she opened it she had no choice but to let him in. 'Damn, is he like a fuckin' psychic or something?' Marie said to herself.
"Scott, what are you doing here?"
"Well, I figured that you would feel guilty about what Carol did, and plus I came here to keep you company."
"Thanks, and just to let you know that I really am truly sorry, and I already apologized to Jean."
"Well, both of us don't hold it against you, I know why you did it, you..."
"I was feeling guilty as hell thinking that I killed her, and knowing that I'd hurt her before she died. Now that I most definitely got my real emotions into place, I know that for sure that I didn't do it, I think that it's gonna take some time to process it."
"Yeah, I know how that feels. Trust me, I do."
They both looked into each others eyes, and Marie spoke with out breaking the eye contact.
"Yeah, I know, your parents deaths."
"Yeah."
"So I have a question for you."
"What?"
"How do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Handle this whole Logan thing."
"What Logan thing?"
"You know. Knowing that he wants Jean, um, you do know that, right?"
"Of course I do."
"Well, why aren't you doing anything about it then?"
"Because Jean and I are broken up, and you know damn well that it ain't about Logan. The other thing is that there are better men, more worthy of her than I am, some one that she can look bare eye to eye. But no, she chose me and that shows everyone something and I still love her for that. So what ever happens between Jean and Logan stays between them now 'cause we aren't together, and it seems that we are never getting back together and we both know that."
"That and that since she came back, besides me, she wasn't really acting like herself. It was more like she was really distant and that she didn't really know you or anyone else here. So yeah that was one of the reasons that you guys broke it off. Well, actually you guys are only on a break, so technically you guys aren't really broken up...yet."
"Yeah."
"Yeah. Scott, you promise not to get mad at me?"
"I promise, now what is it?"
"I saw Logan and Jean kissing on the Blackbird the night before everything went down at Alkali Lake."
"Really?"
"Yeah, that's the truth."
"Oh, is that the first time?"
"Yeah, well I saw Mystique watching and then a half an hour later saw her transform into Jean, and I saw their shadowy forms kissing. That kinda freaked me out a little, okay, a lot knowing that dear old mommy was kissing him. So anyways, yeah I think that was the first time and only, I think, knowing that Jean is back. I don't know, why aren't you going crazy?"
"Because, I know that mostly yes, that Logan has an attraction towards Jean but I know mainly that he does it to piss me off. I know that for a fact, and I'm gonna be a man and let nature take its course, and whatever happens happens. If he and I get into a fight, then we get into a fight."
"Okay."
"How do you feel about Logan?"
"I like him."
"And?"
"And that he's a great guy if you don't count the whole Jean thing, I know that we have a connection, and...I..."
"You want to tell him yourself, like a secret between you two?"
"Right, changing the subject?"
"Sure."
"Did you know that we both have the same mutation, but only a different type? You know, we both need barriers to protect people from us. The only thing different about it is that your shades are your barrier, and my gloves are...were my barrier. I feel kind of angry at myself that I kinda beat you to the punch at finding a way to make sure that I don't need the barriers, and well that you have been working on it for years, and still nothing, I've had this mutation for almost a year and..."
That was all that Scott could handle, so he took his right hand and placed it under Marie's hiding face and lifted it up so she would look at him.
"Would you stop that. I don't really care as much as you do, I can see, yes, I...no pun intended always see red, but at least I can see and it won't kill me. I know that it kills you, knowing that you're taking them into your head, and you have to live with it all of your life, and it hurts you. In a way, you're a prisoner of your skin, and I know that when Bobby was with you after Alkali, he'd been wary of you and I saw the way you looked afterwards. You worked harder than I ever did, so you do deserve this more than me, you totally deserve it. Now you touch whoever you want knowing that you can touch them without hurting, mentally, and physically. I'm really happy for you, Rogue, real happy."
Marie could tell that he's looking at her with intense eyes. All that she can do was return the eye contact with parted lips.
"Okay." Marie whispered.
"Okay then." Scott said with a small smile as he tilted his head to the left, and Marie tilted her head to her left, as Scott leaned and slowly brushed his lips against hers. Then he pulled away to look at her. The only thing that he wanted to do now was just to kiss her, and so he leaned in and kissed her again. At first the kiss was slow and sensual, then it turned into a heated kiss. Then both of them moaned, and they were just kissing the night away until Marie remembered something.
"Wait, we can't do this, you're taken, and...and...umm..." as Marie was trying to catch her breath and gather her thoughts to tell Scott about something, until he took her lips again, and that was it she was just lost in the kissing. Then Scott slipped his tongue into her mouth to meet hers and she moaned, and he swallowed her moans. As they were kissing, Marie started to lay down slowly while not breaking the kiss, and of course Scott didn't turn her down. While they were kissing Scott's right hand was cupping her cheek and the other was rubbing her sides, as it roamed higher and higher until he cupped her right breast. When he touched her, she just shuddered, and then Marie started running her hands through his hair, then roamed his chest.
"No, I'm not. Well, actually right now I am," Scott said between the kisses.
"Oh, Scott..."
"I want you right now, Rogue."
"I wa..." before Marie can answer him, they got a mental page from the Professor telling
them to come to the conference room.
"Damn, we gotta go," Scott said in frustration.
"I know." Marie was going to say that they should wait until everything cooled down when her eyes traveled down to his erection. "Yeah, we should definitely cool down," Marie said while blushing.
"What, you've never?"
"Hell no."
"Then it's a good thing that you're gonna wait for the right person then, huh?"
"Right, so how long do you think it's gonna take until...you know..."
"I don't really know. I don't time it or something." They both laughed, and a couple of minutes later they entered the conference room and sat down in front of each other. With everyone oblivious to what they'd been doing, the two thought that they would be off the hook. Except the only person that was suspicious was, yup, you guessed it, Logan. When Logan looked at Scott, he looked a little dazed, and then Logan turned to Marie who looked flushed. No one else seemed to have noticed. When he smelled Marie's scent, he couldn't believe it. 'Why the fuck would she be aroused, at this moment, and who aroused her? She smells so good, oh fuckin' hell.' Logan thought.
"Thank you all for coming. Now there is no danger tonight, but this has to do with you, Rogue. I hope that you do not mind my actions, but I have found out the whereabouts of your brother Graydon."
"Really? Where is he?"
"Well, he's certainly here in America, but I should warn you that you would certainly not like his type of work. Okay, to make the long story short, he is a member of the F.O.H., Friends of Humanity."
When the Professor ended with the Humanity, everyone just, again, couldn't do anything but look shocked, real shocked.
"Holy motherfucking shit. All I gotta say is that he's such a MOMMA'S BOY!!! I can't believe that he would do that. After some of the memories, why would he do this? Jesus man, great, am I the only sane one in the family besides my dad...uh I mean Sabertooth?"
"Rogue, I believe that the reason why he did it is because that he is ashamed of being a mutant."
"Yeah, well I figured that one out already, Professor. I can't believe he's a murderer. I can't believe that my so called "brother" is a freakin' killer."
"I'm sorry, Rogue."
"Sorry, the only sorry thing is that I know that my...uh Sabertooth taught us not to specifically be a murder i.e. my MOTHER!!!...uh, I mean Mystique."
"I know, listen to me, Rogue, I don't want you to endure more stress tonight, or in the next few days, so just get some sleep and we'll talk about it when you're ready. I know that it is certain that no one there knows that he is a mutant. So we will get him, and settle this."
"I don't want to now. I wanna remember first. Okay?"
"Sure, it is your call. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Professor." Marie walked up to him and hugged him. "Thank you."
"You are welcome," the professor said. "Goodnight to all of you."
"Goodnight." Everyone said as the Professor wheeled out the door.
Everyone said their goodnights to each other and left for their bedrooms. But there was a small problem, there was still the suspicious Logan, and he, Jean, Scott, and Marie were together, walking out of the elevator. Of course Marie and Scott were not going near each other. So Logan was already in his room, still trying to figure out what in the hell aroused Marie.
"Well, uh, goodnight, Jean."
"Sure, goodnight to you too, Scott." They smiled at each other while Jean went back to their old room and Scott was about to head out to his new room when...he decided to walk Marie to her room. When they reached the room, they stepped inside, closing and locking the door behind them. They looked at each other and just smiled.
"What are we doing, and why did we do that to each other earlier?" Marie said.
"I don't know, and what do you mean do?"
"You know the kissing and more," Marie said with a blush.
"Oh, you mean this," Scott said, leaning towards her and starting to kiss her. Neither of their hands could stay put, Scott's left hand cupped Marie's right cheek while his right hand started to caress her backside. Marie moaned and started to move her hands in his hair, then while one hand stayed in his hair the other moved everywhere on his back. The kissing continued until Marie had to put a stop to it.
"Scott, we can't do this. You just broke up with Jean, and I'm...well, with no one, this is wrong."
"No, this isn't. What's wrong with two adults wanting each other? You're the woman that I really want right now."
Marie didn't even hear the 'right now' part because she'd just heard someone call her a woman, something that Logan had never called her, and probably never would.
"What did you just call me?"
"I called you a woman."
"I was hoping that you would call me that," Marie said with a smile.
"What's this all about, Ro..." Scott was about to finish his question when Marie lunged her mouth to his. The first few minutes the kiss was slow, and as the kiss deepened it started getting really aggressive. Marie's hands started moving all over Scott, his back, his chest, his cheeks, and finally settling in his hair.
Scott's hands were also moving, one hand was holding her chin up to his, and the other on her right cheek, then his right hand moved down to her bottom and pulled her against his erection. When she felt it she moaned. As she moaned Scott slipped his tongue in her mouth. Marie on the other hand couldn't believe it was really happening, she wanted to stop it and tell Scott that this was a mistake and this should never have been started in the first place. BUT Carol started giving Marie some of her characteristic behavior so Marie could do this, and hurt Logan.
"Thank God and the Professor for soundproofing," Marie said in one swift moan. When she said that, Scott couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you talking about?"
"Soundproofing, well it's not, not soundproofing, it's just my way of saying that it's partially the reason why the Professor gave all the rooms windows and doors. To shut them, and to lock them."
"Oh, yes good old soundproofing, and may I ask where good old Mr. Condom is?"
"Mr. Condom is under the sink of my bathroom."
"Okay... are you sure that you want to do this?" Scott said all of the sudden saying it with a very serious tone.
"Yeah, I'm sure, unless that you don't wanna?"
"Can't you tell that I want to?" Scott said while again pressing his growing erection to her.
"Oh I can very much tell that you want to. So you get Mr. Condom ready."
"Sure...one more thing though." Scott grabbed her wrist pulling her to him for one more searing kiss.
She giggled into the kiss, kissing back until she had to pull back or she wouldn't stop.
"Scott, the sooner you let me make sure we won't be publicly broadcasted the sooner I won't have to push you away again for a long time, so go, and get back here fast," she told him.
His hand swept up her cheek, flooding her skin with sensation.
"Don't go anywhere," he told her.
"Are you kidding me?" Marie asked with a small smile.
As soon as he managed to let her hand go, she went over the whole room making sure everything was shut, so it would be somewhat easier for people to not hear, the future commotion in Marie's room.
/This'll fry Logan./ Carol said into her head.
/I'm not doing this to "fry" Logan. That may be why you're encouraging me, because you just wanna strike out at everyone, but I'm doing this because I want to. Now if you would, shut up and leave me alone./
/K, have fun./
/K, bite me./ Marie replied.
With the sound proofing working, Marie felt safer with privacy. She only wished Scott could see her, it somehow seemed unfair that she could now touch, but he was still trapped from true sight. She was pulled from her thoughts when his hand curved over her shoulder and turned her around. Then both his hands slid up her arms back to her shoulders, propelling her backwards against her bedroom wall. Her back struck the firm surface with a thud, and in the middle of her daze, he took the moment to slide his hands along her stomach, slipping upwards, feeling her inhale swiftly at the touch as the cool air coiled over her skin, causing goose bumps, until he finally pushed the shirt all the way off her body and threw it to the side.
Even though the cool air enclosed around her like a blanket, seeing his eyes on her, she felt a wave of heat pour over her, condensing the arousal inside her and inflaming it. She reached up to touch his face, caressing it slightly with her thumbs, then she brought his mouth down to hers. But when his mouth reached hers, she felt the force of his blatant need as he grabbed the back of her head for her most intense kiss yet. All the pent up passion and frustration of waiting, of their mutations separating them from the rest of the world, all of that poured into the tangled kiss. She once thought only Logan understood her, but Scott was trapped too, fighting to get out. And it felt so good to feel the need in him to pull free, pleading with her through the kiss to help him. As if knowing she had managed to overcome hers, begging to bring him with her to the place of freedom. The kiss grew, building up until she had to turn her face to suck in the oxygen her body inconveniently demanded.
He nipped at her lips, sipping kisses from her while she continued to try to grab onto him, remaining unsuccessful until she felt the jolt in Scott that made him press her back against the wall again. His lips caught hers as his hands landed on her thighs, sliding up under the black fabric, just as her hands started unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Feeling his hands climb further and further up her thighs, she felt the pressure of his hands removing her power as she struggled to remain standing when Scott had something else in mind. She moved her mouth to his ear.
"There's a zipper in the back," she whispered.
He suddenly felt like he'd been rushing, been forceful, even though her whisper was flirtatious and had no hint of hesitation. So he cupped her face and forced her to look at him.
"Rogue," he said.
She shook her head, still remembering that Scott didn't yet know her non- mutant name.
"Don't," she whispered back. "Don't worry, and don't stop."
He reached behind her and unzipped the back of her skirt, pushing it down her thighs until it slid to the floor the rest of the way by itself. His hands swept up the skin of her back and unhooked the bra, loosening the pressure around Rogue's torso as Scott replaced the bra cups with his hands. Bending down to suck them, she felt the urge to go further, faster. The need was bleeding through her and a slow seduction was no longer what she wanted even though she could tell he felt he should give her that. Maybe next time, she thought as she kissed him slowly, sensually, ridding his body of any last disguises with her hands.
Absorbing her velocity, he picked her up off the ground and fled to the mattress with her, wasting no time slipping his fingers gently into her, feeling her wetness spread over them. She pushed the remaining air from her body and used her strength to arch her spine and tilt her head back, urging him deeper and deeper into her source of hunger. She traced her hands up his thighs to his exposed chest, her mouth licking the skin as his fingers drove into her, slamming into her, forcing her teeth to involuntary sink into the skin with each thrust, which she then soothed with her tongue as she clenched her muscles around his fingers.
"Scott, stop," Marie breathed. "Lemme breathe, and then don't prolong this any longer. I want you now."
He eased his fingers out of her and pulled her downwards towards him on the mattress, and Marie's legs part instinctively, but for a moment she realized it's not her instinct, but it doesn't matter. It's still her want. No one else's. His lips are on hers, his tongue charging down her throat, probing at the throbbing veins in her neck as he could no longer take it, placing himself at her slickened entrance. But instead of awaiting gentleness, Marie lifted her hips, impaling herself around him, and against him as all of her body met all of his. He moaned against her throat, unprepared for her blatantly passionate act. Her hands swept up his face, her hot breath against his ear as she whispered, pleaded for him to continue. The raw hunger spilled off of him onto her as the desire in his movements began to flow freely into her. She threw her legs around his hips as the pressure built inside her, she bent herself towards him as much as she can, the sensations crackling through her body faster than she can identify them. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold him close to her, her hands clenching at his tensing muscles, striving to be inside him, to be a part of him.
He placed his hands on either side of her on the mattress, lifting himself up so he can look at her as he slams into her again. The combination of the feeling and his look sending her over the edge as she tilted her head back, his hand diving into her hair, his tongue down her throat, wanting that building passion in her. Wanting to see it in her face as she closed her eyes and threw her head back.
Their bodies melded together as she constricted herself around him, the climax building inside her. Now she was needing it, her hands tightened around his arms, opening herself up to him and then contracting around him, pulling an orgasm from him and into her as she felt the first seconds of the explosion slice through her. Still diving into her, the sudden orgasms waved over her in crashes again and again as she felt him shaking with his release, his lips glistening above her. His orgasm into her triggered another wave to wash through her as their rocking slowed, but driving together until every last sensation had been distributed between them, and then they laid there together, weak, trembling, and spent in each other's arms.
She exhaled with a smile and looked over at him.
"I never thought I could touch someone without hurting them," she whispered softly, touching his face with the back of her hand.
He was still breathless as she crawled on her side and chose to lift off his glasses, which of course made him nervous. In instinct his hands went over hers to stop her.
"Don't stop me," she whispered. "Just close your eyes," she said.
He let go of her hands and let her. His eyes were tightly shut, and she hated watching him strain like that, and suddenly wanted him to be out of his prison now that she was out of hers.
"Keep them closed but relax," she told him.
When he did, she kissed his eyelids and placed his glasses back on him, remembering how unsafe she felt without her gloves, no matter how much they told her she was safe.
"Thank you for touching me," she said.
She was surprised when he leapt up and crushed her mouth with his, encircling the back of her head with his hand, pulling her mouth deeply into the kiss.
"Don't thank me," he murmured against her mouth. "I wanted to."
"Oh Scott," Marie said through kisses and all the panting that had been spread through the both of them. "I want you to stay."
"Of course I will, I want to stay here with you," Scott said looking her in the eye. "But first I have to dispose of something." Quickly kissing her on the lips, then he looked around to find a garbage can on his right. Taking off the condom and disposing it, he then turned back to the woman to his left, gathering her into his arms, putting the comforter over them, and Marie using his chest as a pillow, both taking huge sighs. As Scott held Marie in a dark moonlit sex scented satisfied room he caressed her hair, all the while she caressed the left side of his chest.
"Scott?" Marie suddenly asked breaking the silence between them.
"Yeah?" Scott said.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Are things gonna change between us?"
"I think that it already has."
"I know about our relationship changing, what I meant is that I think that you know that this won't last." sigh "We both know that we still want the friendship that we had, have, before we made love. Before you came into my room earlier tonight, I knew somehow that our relationship would change. I mean I know that we would feel real awkward at first when we end this, um, affair, but I still really want our friendship to last at least a long, long time you know?"
"Yeah, I know, and you still have it."
"Thanks."
"Nothin' to thank me about, we both wanted this, even though we wanted to exact revenge on you know who's, but to tell you the truth, I left that feeling after the meeting, and I stepped into your room the second time."
"You did?"
"Yeah I did."
"Same here."
"So that's all you're gonna say? Is 'same here'?"
"Well, yeah, but seriously Scott?"
"What?"
"Can we both cherish the time that we have together? Please?"
"Of course, come here." Scott said while pulling Marie in for one more long intoxicating kiss before they both fell into the best sleep that they had in the last few weeks.
The next morning, Marie woke up to the sunlight, as she used her right hand to search for the man who she just slept with, but, no one was on the bed except her, when she realized that she quickly sat up and wondering where the hell he was. Soon enough just a couple minutes after that she saw him emerge from her bathroom, seeing him all dressed made her realize that someone would find out, not only that she knew, but she knew that the only person that would confirm it, was none other than Logan, and that's what she dreaded the most.