Combusting Hearts
Chapter 13
When we got back, we went straight to my room. I didn't want to be near anyone at the moment, Gambit was an exception to that at the moment.
"Remy go grab somet'in ta eat for us," he said, going back down stairs.
This gave me plenty of time to hide his gift under my bed against the wall. After that, I went to my drawer and started pulling clothes out, tossing them onto the floor. I had to go through them and decide what I had to get rid of. To be honest, it was ridiculous the amount of clothes that needed to just be thrown away. I was in the middle of sorting through my clothes when Gambit came back in.
"Whatcha doin', cheri?" he asked, taking off his coat, and placing it on the back of the chair.
"Throwing stuff away," I responded promptly.
He looked at me curiously, before pealing his dark green turtleneck sweater from his torso. My face went slowly red upon seeing this. He just looked at me with a smug expression on his face.
"Like what ya see, cheri?" he asked, a sly smile on his face.
I just tossed a pair of pants at him, turning around, and going back to sorting my stuff out.
"So, about that back rub," he reminded me, holding my pants in his hands.
I sighed quietly.
"Just lay down on the bed Remy," I told him, standing up from my spot on the floor and stretching.
He did as he was told, laying down on his stomach, resting his head in his arms. Once he was situated, I got onto the bed, straddling him.
"It's not too much weight is it?" I asked, not wanting to cause him any discomfort.
"No, is not," he reassured me.
"Okay," I said, hesitantly placing my hands on his strong shoulders.
I could feel his muscles roll under my hands, but I also felt him relax at my touch. It was interesting. So, I continued, putting pressure on his shoulders. I pressed the brunt of my hand into his shoulder, working to relieve the tension. I could feel the muscles start to loosen up as I kneaded at his skin.
"Mmm…d'at feel good, cheri," he moaned, but let out a yelp a moment later. "D'at hurt, cheri," he exclaimed, quickly grabbing hold of my hand, his brows knitting together.
I leaned down near his ear, before whispering.
"And that is for earlier, Gambit," I said, staring at him tentatively.
He sighed and let go of my hand a moment later, letting me go back to working on his muscles. Once again, he laid his head back down and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel that I was giving him. I once again pressed harder with the brunt of my palm, working a knot out of his lower neck and shoulder. He moaned again, causing me to chuckle.
"What's so funny, cheri?" he asked, not opening his eyes.
"Does it really feel that good?" I asked skeptically.
"Course it does, cheri. Haven't you had one before?" he questioned, shifting slightly.
"No, I haven't," I admitted to him, working on the spot between his shoulders.
"D'en Gambit have ta give ya one sometime," he said.
A faint blush crept onto my cheeks.
"That's really not necessary Remy," I said, looking away for a moment.
I just closed my eyes, concentrating on what I was doing. Little by little, I worked my way down his back, working at his muscles. He seemed so content and at piece as I did all of this, it actually made me smile, which I didn't do very often.
"You know…you guys should really be more careful when you're going at it," I spoke quietly.
This caught his attention, causing him to roll over a bit. I lost my balance a bit, falling on him, but he caught me.
"Gambit didn' know ya worry 'bout him so much," he said, trying to hold back a smile.
My face flushed a bit.
"I…I don't…I just think that you guys should be more careful," I stuttered, sitting back up.
"Well, Gambit try ta be more careful d'en," he said.
"Do you want me to finish or not?" I asked quietly, my eyes looking elsewhere as I waited for him to turn back over.
After a moment or so, he did, remaining quiet. I then proceeded to move to his middle to lower back, he seemed most sore in that area. My theory was proven true when he let out a small groan.
"Little bit ta d'e right, cheri," he instructed.
I followed what he said, moving in a bit more to the right, pressing down on the muscles. I felt them move a bit as they rolled under my hands. His muscles were so stiff. After a while, my hands started to hurt, so I decided to use my elbow. I felt him jerk for a moment when I pressed down.
"Sorry, Remy," I apologized, realizing that I had probably pressed down on a nerve.
I continued for about another 10 to 20 minutes before I grew too tired.
"D'at's good, cheri, you can stop now," he said, relieving me of my duty.
I sighed and fell off to the side of him. He just rolled over and looked at me, a kind smile on his face.
"Now, Gambit return d'e favor," he said, sitting up on the bed.
My face went pale at this.
"Remy, I really don't think that's necessary," I said, trying to reason with him.
"Nonsense, cheri. You help me, I help you. Ya just need ta loosen up," he said, moving over a bit.
I just shook my head, but that didn't seem to do any good. He sighed for a moment.
"Gambit promise ta behave," he swore to me, crossing his finger over his heart.
Sighing, I turned around, lifting my shirt over my head, but keeping it on my arms and covering my front. I then laid down on my stomach, trying my best to keep my nerves under control. I don't know what possessed me to go through with it, but I guess I'm slowly starting to trust him a bit more I guess, who knows.
"Any funny business and I'm kicking you out of here, got it?" I warned, closing my eyes.
He just chuckled as he got behind me, straddling me like I had done to him, but he made sure not to put too much of his weight on me so that he didn't hurt me.
"Oui, cheri. Gambit behave," he reassured me again.
Moments later, I could feel his warm hands on my skin, pressing in against the muscles. It felt different than I thought it would, it actually started to feel good after a while, even though at times it hurt just a little bit.
He just continued to do this, working out the pent up tense in my muscles. Now that I think about it, it might have been one of the reasons why I never really slept well. My was always stiff and sore. The training with Logan, and the training in the danger room didn't help matters much either. Plus, I've never really taken that much time to actually try and relax. I was always bent out of shape for some reason or another.
"Remy?" I breathed out.
"Oui, cheri?"
"Thank you…" I whispered, his hands nearly putting me to sleep.
"Ya know, cheri, I was wondering…" he started, but was cut off as my door burst open, an angry Logan standing in it. "Oh merde," Gambit muttered, his eyes wide as mine.
"What do you think you're doin' Gumbo!?" Logan shouted, marching over to us angrily.
"Is not what you t'ink Wolverine," Gambit cried, but was met with a swift punch to the face, knocking him into the floor.
"Logan!" I yelled, quickly scrambling off of the bed as he shoved Gambit against the wall, his hand around his throat growling at him. "Stop it!" I pounded on his back, trying to get him to stomp. "Stop it Logan! You're choking him! He can't breathe!" I yelled.
A moment later, he let go of Gambit, letting him fall to the floor.
"Remy!" I knelt beside him as he coughed and gasped for air on the floor.
"T-t'anks…c-cheri," he tried between breaths of air.
I'm so glad that I slipped my shirt back on before getting off of the bed.
Moments later, I grabbed Logan, and pulled him out of the room. I stared at him for a moment, before deciding to speak.
"What were you thinking?" I asked on the verge of tears.
"What do you mean what was I thinking!?" he yelled making me flinch.
"He…he didn't do anything wrong Logan," I cried, a few tears slipping from my eyes.
Apparently, quite a few people had heard the ruckus and decided to come out and find out what it was. They were all staring at us.
"Then what was it that I saw?" he asked angrily.
I had to look away from him to prevent myself from breaking down further.
"He…he was massaging my back…I…I don't sleep well," I cried, moving to fall against the frame of my door.
When he finally noticed me crying, his face fell, realization dawning on him. The only thing that I could do was stand there as everyone stared at me, including Logan and Remy. Before I could really even think about anything else, I took off running. I pushed everyone out of the way as I ran down the hall. I ran down the stairs, nearly tripping over a few of them in my haste, and then just ran outside into the cold.
The moment I got outside I nearly fell to the ground in tears, but made my way over to the courtyard wall. I didn't realize that the Professor could see me from where he was, but he could. So, I just sat there crying in nothing but a simple worn out shirt and pants as the cold winter wind blew against me. It was freezing out, but I didn't care, I just wanted to be away from everyone.
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Everyone just stood there, watching as Elaine ran down the hall. No one moved, saved to get out of her way as she pushed through them. Scott had seen the whole thing, but stood there as she ran, his eyes traveling to Logan.
"And you think I'm a dick?" he scoffed, turning to walk away.
He went back to his room and grabbed his jacket from his chair, walking back out, and then down the hall. No one stopped him, they just kept staring at Logan, who looked crest fallen. He hadn't realized what had happened till it was too late. He had smelled the Cajun in her room and came in to investigate. How was he supposed to know that the man wasn't doing anything wrong? He was on top of her, no shirt on, and she had her shirt off. Granted, she wasn't facing him, but how was he supposed to know. He just wanted to protect her, that's all.
Now, Gambit, finally stood up, a bruise already forming on his face as he grabbed his sweater and put it back on. He then grabbed his coat and walked out, placing his hand on Logan's shoulder.
"I would 'ave done d'e same t'ing Wolverine, but I gotta go now," he said as he moved down the hall in a hurry.
He had to find her, he had to find Elaine and get her back inside because he knew that she'd be outside. The girl didn't trust her emotions in front of other people, and he knew why. She was lonely, scared, and just didn't get along with people. There were so many reasons, but in a way, he knew exactly why.
There's chapter 13 everyone. I hope that everyone liked it. Please remember to REVIEW? I love hearing what everyone has said so far, and it brings me great joy and inspiration. Thanks for reading everyone. Remember, thoughts are always welcome. :)