Anya awoke to the smell of something delicious filling her room. She stretched out, wondering when she had kicked the covers off. It was hot in New Orleans, being mid-summer she had expected the southern heat. She was covered in sweat, wearing her light pjs seemed like a good choice but now she was wondering if Remy wouldn't mind heading out and getting her something lighter. Her train of thought was interrupted when Remy opened the door.
"Come now Chere, how long ya planning ta keep Remy waiting?" He asked as he eyed her sleep tousled hair. The humidity had her long curly locks frizzing out all over. He smiled as he walked over to her sitting on the bed. He stood above her before he leaned down and gave her a deep kiss. "Chere you look amazing." He whispered against her lips. She could only smirk as she pulled away.
"Such a sweet talking swamp rat." She mumbled between her smiling lips. "Ah need a shower and a comb." She spoke standing up. She realized all her clothes were still in the bag that Remy had kept in his room. "If ah get a shower will yah bring meh something tah wear?" She asked as she stood and stretched again. Remy nodded as he extended his hand to her.
"Remy will take yah to de shower and return wit de clothes." He responded before leading her from the room. "Remy, what's that smell?" She asked inhaling deeply. "Dat, chere, will be Tante's cooking." He responded with a big smile. She blushed, enjoying this boyish side his home brought out in him. Before she could say anything else they had reached the bathroom. "Here Chere, once yah done we can head down for breakfast." She nodded in response as she entered the room. It didn't take long for the shower to be ready before she began to strip her clothes away. A soft knock came on the door before it opened. "Here yah go chere." Remy said as he entered into the room. The clothes dropped from his hands as he took in the sight of Anya standing naked in front of the shower. He walked over to her without a word and scooped her into his arms. He leaned down, his lips catching over her own.
"Remy we can't. Tante would beat yah senseless." She said a little breathless. "What Tante don't know won't hurt her chere." He responded back at her. She felt a little guilty towards Tante, but that all faded when Gambit captured her perk nipple in his mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt her arousal grow. Gambit took that as a good sign as he pushed her bottom onto the sink. He kissed down the softness of her body, trailing his way down to her thick thighs. He spread her legs, and she easily let him. He dipped his head down, taking the softness of her inner thighs between his teeth and giving a soft bite. Again a moan escaped her lips, and it had Gambit reacting. His growing hardness strained against his pants, but he ignored it for now.
Gambit's tongue trailed the small bite mark he had just left on her. He smirked against it when he heard her sharp intake of breath. Not wasting any more time he found his way to her core. The moment his hot breath reached her core she was arching her back. The way he could play her like a puppet didn't even bother her as his tongue found her sensitive bud. "Oh." She let out softly as he continued to wiggle his tongue expertly against her core. He had one had on her thighs, keeping them from quivering close around his head. His other hand found her opening and he slipped a finger inside of her wetness. Her fingers moved from clasping the edge of the sink to gripping Remy's hair. He felt the soft tugging sensation and knew he was doing a good job. He kept the pace up with his tongue before he slipped two more fingers into her.
She was rocking her hips with his movements now. "Remy please, ah want yah inside of meh." She begged. That was all it took for Remy to lose his control. He stood and released himself from his pants. His lips crashed onto hers as he slipped easily into her. It was as if she had been worked to his shape, being a perfect fit for each other now.
Their lips pressed together kept their moaning from escaping the small room. Remy felt when her legs had wrapped around his hips. He reached down, grasping her round buttocks in his hands and lifting her from the sink. She quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tight as he pounded into her. Originally he had wanted this time to be slow, but there was something about her that had him losing control every time he was inside of her.
She removed her mouth from his whispering his name. The breathless tone warned him she was close to completion. It drove him closer. He began to thrust into her, hitting a spot deep inside that had her gasping with each thrust. "Chere, here it comes." He whispered against the soft flesh of her neck. "Remy!" She cried out as she bit softly into his neck, her womanhood clasping around him tighter. Remy let out a soft grunt as he spilled his seed deep inside of her. They stood there for a while after completion, both trying to catch their breath. Finally when she could stand on her own two feet he put her down.
"Now Remy's going ta have ta join ya chere." He said motioning to the running shower. "Good thing it's a cold shower." Anya responded lightly with a chuckle. They both entered the shower watching each other with dark wanting eyes. Once never seemed to be enough for the couple, but Tante was downstairs waiting with breakfast, so they would have to hurry.
Anya stepped out and after drying off looked at the clothes Remy had brought for her. It was a dark blue tank top with a sheer white over piece. The pants were a simple pair of yoga like capris. She stared at the clothes for a second before turning to him. "I had capris?" She asked as she held them up. Gambit could only smile sheepishly before he began to put his clothes back on. She smiled more to herself than anyone as she also got dressed. They were just coming out of the bathroom as Tante was hollering up the stairs to inform them that breakfast was done.
At first they froze, wondering if Tante had saw them both coming out of the bathroom, but as she turned and entered the kitchen again they knew they weren't in trouble. They quickly descended the stairs as they were entering the kitchen the front door opened. A voice drifted through the house that caused Remy's hair to stand on end. "Jean Luc," was all he whispered.