Bye Bye Van

"Gambit ya dropped tis."

"Thanks I been lookin fer it fer weeks now." He said placing the diary back in his coat pocket.

"I know ya wrote those thangs jus so tat I could read em."

"Was it tat obvious?"

"There's a calendar in te back tat's got tis years dates labeled."

Gambit looked at her dumbstruck as he flipped through the book almost positive he didn't make such a stupid mistake. The last few pages he noticed were empty, she had lied to him.

"There aint no calendar in tis!"

"Oh I know I jus wanted ta see if I was getting played and I was!" she faced him bringing the 'if looks could kill' thought to mind. He involuntarily took a few steps backwards pulling out his staff.

Rogue lunged at him and he blocked with his staff, or so he thought, she knew what he was going to do and kicked his legs out from under him disarming him. She crawled on top of him with his staff at hand, "How could ya lie ta me? Trick me? I thought I mattered to ya. You shoulda at least told te truth ta me!"

"Rogue, Bells is a thang of te past!"

"Not tat!," she growled before taking her gloved hand and running it across his face affectionately, "I mean how ya 'feel' about us."

"Wat ya mean?" He knew his voice was shaking with anticipation. She smiled at him before sitting up and seductively licking his staff.

"Do ya get wat I mean now?" she purred in his ear.

"Oh I thank I understand … now." He answered flipping her beneath him with hands roaming over her covered body.

"Remy I don't thank we should do tis on te front lawn. Someone might see us."

"Then let em see then." He continued his ministrations.

"How bout we do tis in my van; it's windows are shaded plus it's practically sound proof."

"I like tat idea." He agreed carrying her bridal style to her van. Logan so happenly was looking out the window seeing the two as cheeky as ever. Although his senses were detecting that something was off … majorly off.

Gambit put Rogue in the backseat shutting the door behind them. There they cuddled and touched each other before he asked, "Are ya sure ya want ta do tis I might not take no fer an answer later?"

"I'm not even sure how were gonna do 'tis'."

"Jus let Remy handle that." He smiled far to innocently before pulling off her shirt. To tease him and to delay Gambit for Logan's arrival she pulled her shirt back up in slow increments as he fought to keep it down before finally letting him take it off.

He enjoyed the sight of her thinking two things. One he wished he could take her black Victoria Secrets number 16 bra off and secondly that they were on his bed. In truth he didn't have any of the materials he wanted and had planned on using for this venture so he decided to try his luck and see where things headed. He also wasn't exactly sure she wanted this.

Gambit gently climbed over her and began to reach his hands for her breast then stopped. Instead he softly grazed each one to gauge he reaction. After a few moments he realized she was turned on and decided to up the ant.

Her bra was rather lacy, but it covered everything even her nipples that were just begging to be sucked. Willing to oblige he gently liked her nipple up, down, left, right, and then set back gently to blow on them to give her goose bumps and cause her to moan louder.

She had nearly forgotten her plan. The doors still needed to be safety locked. The safety lock prevents anyone from opening the doors from the outside. Logan would have no choice but to use force to get in and stop them.

"Hey Remy would you moan push that … yes …moan that button over there."

He did as told. She quickly pulled away from him. Confused he raised a brow.

"I had a dream we did it in te front seats. Follow me." She crawled as seductively as she could to the driver's side. He followed removing his coat and boots.

Logan was ticked off! He had gone outside to ask Rogue if she were driving to the store AKA watching them when he heard noises coming from the van. He yelled at them to stop, but he knew that the van was nearly impenetrable, sound included.

Gambit sat down with Rogue on his lap, her long legs curving around the chair. A part of him wanted to wait, to tell her it was too early. Another part wanted to turn her over, smother her with lotion and take her from behind till he got tired. Deciding to ignore his unconscience he began to grind against her. His mouth on her chest, one hand steadying her, while the other was roughly grabbing her upper thigh; increasing her moaning.

Logan tried knocking, screaming, cursing, but to no avail. He did remember Forge telling him that the security could be dissembled in the engine. He popped the hood and it was so complex he knew he'd never figure it out in time.

"Remy … I … I feel like I'm going to …"

Logan had enough and sliced the engine and parts of the van with his claws until he heard the 'pop' sound letting him know that the doors were unlocked. He ripped the front door to see a sight that he wished he had never seen.

He quickly pulled Gambit off of her and told her to get back in the mansion. Rogue pulled back on her shirt and walked out slowly.

Gambit was not happy to be interrupted to say the least. He quickly sent cards his way. Logan got hit hard, denting the side of her van. Logan removed himself from it to charge at Gambit. Gambit flipped onto the top of the van.

From a safe distance Rogue watched satisfied as her birthday present from hell was being destroyed. Reveling in the feeling as metal scattered the ground, glass broken, overall appearance unrecognizable. It made her even happier when Gambit, to hurt Logan, through a card at the leaking gas. Sure it exploded, but that was the plan. At the end of it she ran to them, "Are yall ok. Don't yall thank yall went a little overboard?" another explosion accenting her words.

She then huffed before she left them. In the shower she was practically jumping for joy, but from Gambit or her broken SUV she didn't care.

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Please review thank you. I know this chapter was a little … eventful. So what do you think about Rogue's plan.