Title: Ten
Crossover: X-Men
Characters: Crowley/Rogue
"Ten years," his smile hinted at some joke she wasn't privy to. "Ten long years, full of hugs and kisses."
She flinched, unable to believe that she had come to this crossroads, and called what pretty much equated to a used car sales man of hell to her. When had she gotten so desperate?
"So what'll it be, sweetheart?"
She started to answer, but her voice failed her.
"What was that?" He cocked his head toward her. "Speak up, darling. Have we an accord?"
Squaring her shoulders, she marshaled up her courage. "Yes."
"Wonderful." His smile made her skin crawl.
"What now?"
"We've already been over the details, you've agreed, all that's left is to seal the deal," he answered vaguely.
"And how do we do that?"
He stepped closer, much too close in fact, before answering. "With a kiss."
Before she could turn away he leaned in and took her mouth with his. This wasn't what she had imaged and longed for. This was like the air from her lungs being stolen. She stumbled back when he released her, leaving the taste of scotch and smoke on her tongue.
Using the back of her hand, she wiped at her mouth and glared up at him.
"Enjoy yourself, daring. I'll see you in ten." He was gone, leaving his words floating behind him.