Inked

by untouchable hexing witch

Jubilee needs a summer job before starting her college life. As an aspiring artists to be the idea of a tattoo shop isn't so bad. With the perk of having good looking co workers with interesting tattoo's that maybe have interesting stories to go with them, why not? [Jubilay][Amarto][Romy][Xietro][Jonda] [AU No Powers] In shorter Words: The X-men Evo Tattoo AU no one asked for.

19. Fire for You

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O AN O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

And the heat is starting! Outside and in this chapter cause I have some Spicy situations going on ;) Happy June you guys!

I'm going to start by thanking the amazing Clamchick (You are the sweetest! Thank you so much for your reviews! They always make my day :) Believe me, I will fix everything you said, it's just going to take time XD And I really appreciate that you love those little moments that are easy to gloss over. You really make me feel happy about the fact that I can't help going into detail about small things XD Thank you so much for all your love and support! It baffles me but I am so honored. PS your review inspired me to update earlier cause I was thinking I was going to post this on June 7th but here I am), and Book Of Lilith for keeping me going. Thanks so much for staying on this ride with me! 3

There are some mild sexual situations and conversations in this chapter but nothing to bad ;) I hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think!

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O Chapter 19 O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O 2 Years Later O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

"Fucken A! I still can't believe it!"

"Which part? The fact that our names are on billboards, that we're going to be traveling all over the world or that we're better than you guys?" Remy Lebeau asked, smirking at the blue hair male who held his cup up towards him ready to toast.

"You're like not even gone yet and you're already totally cocky! Fame does not look good on you," Kitty Pryde commented while bringing a loaded chip to her lips.

Remy grinned but didn't argue, there was probably some truth to that. He let his eyes scan the room. It was a rare occurrence when members of these three bands were in the same place without rivalries coming out but today was an exception with the Acolytes making their departure on tour the very next day.

Most members were scattered, drinking it up, illegally at that since the oldest members of the X-men were missing. His eyes eventually landed on a red cup that was tilted upwards, the end attached to purple lips.

They drifted to the seat beside her and he was surprised to see that the blond shadow that had been following her for the last year wasn't there. Instead the seat was occupied by the newest member of her band, a blue haired force to be reckoned with, X-23.

They were both looking at the southern girl's phone and from where he was he could barely hear her accent say, "She's cute but she's a little shit! You tell her to stay put and it's like you're telling her to run away faster…'"

He watched the short girl laugh and then stare across the way prompting him to turn to look at what had caught her attention.

Pietro was with his sister, John, Todd and a few X-men. The silver haired male smirked and watched as John crossed his arms, annoyed as he watched his girlfriend grab onto the short boy's cheeks squashing the pale skin making him open and stick out his tongue.

Her ruby lips parted and whatever she said made Roberto and Ray move forward to look at the hood members tongue. If he had to guess he would have to say that it was a tattoo conversation. They were doing big things now too.

Scarlet Ink was open and booming. Wanda's apprenticeship with Agatha Harkness had paid off. His eyes went back to the silver haired male and his smile somewhat dimmed, before he could ponder too much on his thoughts someone bumped into him and loudly declared, "Time for shots! Shots! Shots!"

A lot of people in the room mimicked the yell and soon a lot of them partook in drinking up the transparent liquid.

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Anna eyed the text message from her now ex boyfriend. The long ass essay asked for forgiveness for ending their relationship going on about how he was wrong and he only wanted her and he was stupid for not seeing that before.

After a while she tapped at the screen. The phone vibrated and the word block in big red letters appeared along with yes and no. Without any more hesitation she pressed yes.

The moment the action went through the sound of the studio door opened and her eyes moved away from her phone to see who was finally ready to go home.

She wasn't sure whether she was surprised to see the tall lean body that eventually showed itself.

"So this is where you disappeared to."

"You were looking for me?" She asked, perking a brow.

"Not necessarily. I noticed a lot of people were gone and wondered where everyone was."

"John left, I'm guessing, back to his place taking my sister with him. Kurt went to bed and Kitty and Lance left together too. How's everyone in there?"

"Half of them are knocked the fuck out and the other half are just about getting there."

"Did you come out here to get fresh air?"

"Non, I'm heading out."

"I thought you came with John?"

"We got here at the same time but I parked my bike outside the gates."

"You sure you're ok to drive? You can stay in the guest house…"

"I'll be fine, I still have a few things to clean up before we head out tomorrow."

She nodded, "If you think you'll be fine. I guess this is bye for a while."

"You're not going to see me out?"

"Why would I need to see you o…"

"I thought the host always walks out the guest?"

Her mouth opened and parted like a fish out of water. After a few seconds her lips clamped closed before opening, "let me show you out…even though we're technically outside which I don't think counts."

He laughed but started walking towards the gate, prompting her to move. She was just one step behind so when she spoke he was still able to hear her loud and clear. "So how are you feeling?"

"About?"

He couldn't see her but that didn't stop Anna from rolling her eyes, "the tour obviously."

She watched his shoulders shrug, "fifty-fifty."

"Why's that?"

"It's really cool that we get to do something like this. A lot of people try and never get anywhere, so it still surprises me that I'm going to travel all around the States just because I happened to be in Bayville for a few weeks two years ago."

"I'll take that as the good fifty, what's the bad?"

"I don't like that we're doing it without Pietro. This is only happening because of him and it's leaving a bad taste in my mouth that we're leaving him behind."

"You're not leaving him behind. Pietro made a choice…"

"Yeah but…"

"No buts, he made the right call. Plus don't feel bad for him, now he gets to run a whole freaking club. Tonight was about celebrating all of you guys."

He nodded and they walked in silence for a bit. When he did speak again he changed the topic, "I see your boy toy couldn't make it tonight, it's been a while since you've been seen on your own."

"I could say the same to you."

"I broke up with Joelle. No point in pretending that a long distance relationship would work."

"Don't let Wanda and John hear you say that."

"They're an exception. They want to make it work, me? I'm going to be traveling the world, meeting new people. I'd rather let her go now then do it in a more hurtful way."

"Such a gentleman."

"Thanks. I think so too…so what? He worked late or just didn't want to see us off."

"He's leaving for an out of state college next week and like you, he wanted to be a gentleman ."

His eyebrows rose in surprise and he turned to look at her, continuing his walk backward. Her facial features didn't betray any emotion, "I didn't know me and the Boy Scout had something in common."

"You don't, he's already groveling. I don't see you doing that any time soon."

"Hmm…you're not taking him back."

Her eyes met his and it was her turn to shrug, "If he doubted it for even a second while we were still in the same vicinity then what is it going to be like when he's actually gone? I think I'd rather leave it as it is and not find out…"

His eyes lowered to her lips before he looked away and he turned back around but slowed his step so that they were walking side by side. They eventually stopped when they got to his motorcycle parked outside.

"Guess this is it…"

"For now." She perked a brow at his answer prompting him to add on, "It's a bientot. I'm sure Wanda is going to drag you to a show and if not I'll be back for a tune up…"

"You're taking the bike?"

"Of course. We're driving most of the time and it's portable so even when we fly it should be easy to transport. Plus it's going to make me popular with the ladies."

"I think you'd do just fine without it," she heard herself say before she could stop the words.

He gave a slight chuckle at the words, "Thanks for walking me out, guess you're still a good host."

"I was forced to but you're welcome…I guess next time I see you you'll be in Gambit mode full time."

"I suppose so."

She nodded, "Well have fun…"

"I intend to," he answered with a smile still on his lips. Then without much warning he leaned his body forward, his head tilting to the side to place a brief kiss on her cheek. Not having been expecting that she moved her head to see just what the hell he was doing and his lips landed at the corner of her mouth.

When he moved away he didn't acknowledge the misplacement of the kiss. He nodded and turned away getting on his bike. The roar of his bike came to life and echoed in the otherwise quiet street. Before taking off he looked over his shoulder at her, gave a two finger salute and his lips opened to mouthed words that couldn't be heard over his bike.

He was long gone before she repeated the words "a bientot" into the wind and without a look back made her way back to check on the X-men still in the studio.

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"Why did you drag me along with you? You've gone to three shows without me just fine…"

"Stop whining, you know you had a good time. I saw you singing along," Wanda remarked as they walked down a corridor.

"The songs are getting over played on the radio, I can't help it that my stupid brain remembers the words…" Anna defended herself. Wanda ignored her and kept walking, a speed walk at that. "So what's the rush? Are you that excited to surprise him?"

"That…but I don't know, he was acting a little weird on the stage so I guess I just want to check on him."

Anna tilted her head to the side trying to recall seeing any weird behavior during the performance but nothing came to mind. "We'll I guess you'd know him better than anyone if something was off…"

Moments later they arrived at the door with the band's name on it. Two security guards stood in front of it and as they approached them they put their guard up. Wanda quickly dismissed them by flashing her vip badge.

They were two steps into the room with Anna closing the door behind them when Wanda froze in place. John was sitting in a chair with half his body slumped over the side.

"What the hell…"

Anna watched her step sister run to her boyfriend's side. As She helped lift his body up to sit him straight up in the chair her green eyes roamed the room, there was no one else visible, but there was one room across from them. She took a few steps towards it but before reaching it, it opened.

"What the fuck? I told them no one was allowed in he…" Remy stopped talking when Wanda turned to look in his direction. "…re…Scarlet…Rogue."

Wanda's eyes went to the auburn haired male, sapphire orbs narrowing, "What happened? What's wrong with him?"

Anna looked at Remy's hands to see that he was holding a wet towel. He gave a sigh after a few seconds and continued walking towards the pair, eventually placing the wet towel on John's forehead.

"He took something during half time and now that the adrenaline from the show wore off he's crashing."

"I'll fucken say, he's completely out of it…"

"He'll be ok, he just needs to sleep it off…"

Something about the way he said it made Anna frown. Judging by how calm he was she would have to guess that this might not be the first time this had happened.

"St. John…St. John…" Wanda smacked his face lightly a few times, the last time she tried out the nickname everyone else called him to gauge a reaction, "John!"

Nothing.

"What did he take?" She finally asked.

Remy's mouth opened and closed multiple times before looking at Anna who was also waiting for him to answer. "Molly…" they gave him a blank stare that made him fidget and add on, "It's pretty much another name for E…"

"Ecstasy! What the fuck Remy! Where are you guys even getting that kind of shit! Why would you even let him…"

"He's a grown ass adult, I can't make him do anything or stop him from doing anything."

Wanda's glare somewhat simmered at the truth of the words. The next words she said were mumbled more to herself but were audible enough that both southerners heard, "Why would he even…"

"He's going to be ok, it'll wear off in a few hours. I was actually just going to get ready to move him, take him back to the hotel and keep an eye on him."

Anna read the concern on Wanda's face and immediately knew what it meant. "I guess we're not doing any sight seeing after all."

At the words Wanda looked up at her and realized that all the things she had promised her step sister to get her to join her in this escapade had indeed gone down the drain. "Anna, I need…"

"I know, I get it. Don't worry about it, I'm sure I can find a good show to binge watch all night or a movie…"

Remy looked between them, "You both are coming back to our place?"

"How far is it?" Wanda asked.

He shrugged, "Fifteen minutes give or take."

"You know what, let's just take him to our hotel. It's only five minutes away."

"Uh…yeah ok…" Remy answered and after a few minutes with his help they were able to drag the orange haired male out of the back exit.

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Wanda sighed and walked out of the room where she had left John sleeping in her bed. "So I pretty much just watch him?" She asked Remy who had made himself comfortable on the couch opposite where Anna was sitting.

"Oui. I usually sit with him in case he wakes up thirsty. Check his breath ever so often…"

Her eyes narrowed at the use of the word 'usually' but whatever she wanted to say in the matter stayed in her throat. Her attention moved to her step sister who was staring at the tv flipping through channels. Then she turned to the digital clock, it was still early.

She frowned and turned back to Anna, then looked at Remy who's attention was now on the tv as well. "You know , with me taking care of John I guess there's really no reason why you both need to be here with me. I'm pretty much just going to watch him sleep…"

This got both of their attention making them turn to look at her like she had grown another head.

"Are you on something?" Anna asked, making the sapphire eyes roll.

"No, but I feel bad that you came along to do something other than hang out in a hotel room. You guys have been here since yesterday right?"

The question was directed at Remy who nodded, "Yeah but we got here late. Went to see the venue and then started practice early this morning so I don't know the layout either."

"See it works out. You guys can go explore the city together."

Anna opened her mouth to argue but no words came out as she realized that she was bored out of her mind, "Alright…"

Wanda nodded and looked at Remy for confirmation that he was fine with that.

He shrugged but nodded "My bike is back at our hotel. We can either go get it to make traveling easier or walk around here and see what we find…"

Anna nodded. They both got up off the couch simultaneously and were out of the room within minutes leaving Wanda alone but not before she wished them a good time. When she was on her own she looked around the empty room before grabbing a couple of water bottles and a snack and making her way back into the bedroom to look after her idiot boyfriend.

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Anna took a sip of her drink as she watched the pretty red headed girl giggle while watching Remy sign her napkin.

"Thank you so much," she gushed sweetly while batting her eyes at him and slowly walking away.

Anna couldn't help the eye roll, it wasn't quick enough though and the action was caught by the male beside her who laughed. "Sorry," he apologized.

"It's fine, I mean it's only one compared to the fifty at that first bar we went to. I mean we couldn't even get a drink there…"

"It was the bar right next to the venue. Everyone who was at that concert was there for the after party, but yeah it looks quieter here."

"Well that's because we're pretty much a town over," Anna remarked. "I'm surprised the uber driver didn't ask you for an autograph."

He smirked and took a sip of his own drink.

"So, how many times has this happened?"

"All the time, someone recognized me the other day and I was wearing a hoodie! I don't know how they knew but there I was walking down…"

"John's black out now how many times girls are fawning over you," Anna interrupted in an annoyed tone.

"Oh…" Remy stopped his rant and thought about it for a moment before sighing, "enough."

Anna didn't like the answer but she could tell that he didn't want the issue pushed so she went with a different direction. "Where are the other members of the band?"

Remy shrugged, "Pete shares a room with Creed and they pretty much disappear after the show. Pete doesn't really do the party thing so he goes back to the room and chills. As far as Creed, he likes to be the loner, probably thinks we're too immature to hang with."

"Maybe he's not wrong." Remy threw her a glare, having her return the gesture, "One of you is high as a fucken kite, can't even stay awake."

"Touché." He looked away.

"So how come You're not that bad off?"

"Hmm?"

"Why is it not affecting you like that?"

"Cause I don't use." She's perked a brow but he didn't answer the inquiry at least not right away. After a while of sipping their drinks silently he finally added, "this lifestyle is fucken hard…harder on some than others. I think he's doing it to cope."

"To cope with what? Your guys' popularity?"

"Distance, sure it all seems fabulous but we're still away from the people we care about. Our regular surroundings and it can actually be a lot of fucken stress being in front of that many people…everyday, for weeks at a time."

Anna suddenly felt bad about her tone of voice when she asked the question and a mental image of Wanda came to mind. "So he's using drugs to cope, what about you?"

He shrugged, "A good blow job here and there helps." She had not been expecting that answer and therefore was not expecting her face to get as hot as it did nor for her drink to squirt out of her mouth. The reaction made him turn to her. Noticing the flush seeping through her heavy make up he laughed and didn't add the 'just kidding' she was expecting.

After she had recomposed herself she shook her head, "Sounds like you're really living the life."

"I didn't want any strings attached, remember? But you know I think that's pretty much what's making John use E. He had a very important string attached and he's not willing to fuck it up by doing what I'm doing…you know?"

Anna nodded and chugged the rest of her drink. She didn't know if the warmth that she felt was from the liquor or the knowledge that someone loved her sister so much that drugs were a better option than cheating.

"You ready to get out here?" Remy asked, noticing that she was done with her drink.

"And go where?"

"Let's find a bar that serves wings, I can't believe this place doesn't have appetizers."

"You just want to go to more places where they're going to fawn all over you."

"You're not wrong," he smirked, making her roll her eyes. "Hey…I think I saw a place while driving over here that said Karaoke," he nudged her shoulder at the words and the only response to that was a non amused groan.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

/I was on fire for you

Where did you go?/

Wanda was half asleep when she heard John groan. The sound hit her like a bucket of ice and her eyes widened as her senses went back into high alert. She had drifted off as half her body rested on the bed he was on and as she inspected him she noticed that he was shivering.

When he gave another groan her hand went to his, he was clammy. The touch startled him and she saw his eyes open, his head tilting to the side.

"Luv?" His voice was low, sounding like a dreamlike state.

"Hey…you feeling ok?" He didn't answer the question and after a few seconds she grabbed a water bottle, "here I need you to drink some of this…" she placed the bottle at his lips while helping his head tilt upwards so as to not choke.

He took a sip but afterwards just laid back down. It was a full minute before he spoke, "I'm cold…"

Wanda inspected the blankets already on him. The lining was thick but he was still shivering so thinking back to the theory that the best way to warm up was body heat, she got up and started undressing. She then shifted him enough to make room for herself.

It wasn't enough that he was shivering but his body was also drenched in sweat. She didn't let that deter her as she put herself in a somewhat half sitting half lying position so that he could hug her, his head resting on her chest as she made sure the blanket covered his shoulder.

/I could've died for you

How could you not know?/

He snuggled closer into her and she let her hands run through his hair, "You have some explaining to do…" she whispered even though she knew she wasn't going to get an answer. She then placed a chaste kiss on his temple before grabbing her phone to check the time.

It was a bit past midnight and she had missed messages from Anna.

The first was an eye roll emoji with a picture of Remy taking pictures with fans. The second was 'I'm never doing this with you again.' The third was a picture of her and Remy. She was looking dead straight at the camera looking bored as hell with a shot glass in her free hand. Remy was looking at the camera over her shoulder with a smirk, shot glass in one head and middle finger pointing at the camera with the other. The last was Anna with a microphone in front of her face with Remy in the background, his body hunched forward while his mouth was opened with a microphone in front of it.

Wanda gave a small smile, she looked like she was having a shit time but she knew Anna enough that she knew she wouldn't be taking selfies with him if she wasn't somewhat enjoying herself.

Knowing that her step sister was ok and her boyfriend had stopped shivering in her arms, his small breaths caressing her chest she let her eyes close and surrender to sleep.

/I was alive with you

But you brought in the cold/

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"God, you guys are such pigs," Anna joked as she looked around the small hotel living room that John and Remy shared.

"We weren't expecting guests so we didn't clean up," Remy answered.

"You weren't? Earlier you made it seem like you always bring guests over…"

"Not when we share a bedroom. I don't think he'd be into the free show," he winked before going around the room and grabbing some of the things off the floor. "How are you feeling?" He asked after a bit, "We have water in the mini fridge."

She nodded and as he continued tidying up went towards the small dark appliance, "I feel fine but I guess I should hydrate."

"You know how to hold your liquor."

"Three shots isn't anything to be impressed about."

"You mixed."

"Oh yeah, those beers…"

"And the Margaritas at the karaoke bar."

She grinned, "oh yeah…those were pretty good too."

He laughed before taking a look at the digital clock. Two fifteen am. "Are you guys heading back tomorrow?"

"In the afternoon, yeah."

"Flying?"

"Yup."

"Guess we better get some rest…"

"Yeah…"

"Um, go ahead and take one of the beds." He walked towards the door that led to the bedroom. He opened it and took a peek inside, "John has all kinds of shit on his but you can stay on mine and I'll take the couch…"

She nodded and followed his lead, taking a glance inside the room. Sure enough one bed had a mess on it while the other one was neatly done. "So John's the pig."

"You said it, not me."

She gave a small smile at that and nodded, "well I guess I'll see you in the morning."

He nodded, "Bonne nuit" and with that left the space in between the door allowing her to go in. The click of the door echoed behind him as the door closed.

Remy then went and sat on the sofa making himself comfortable as he went through his phone. Multiple messages from girls he had been messaging on different apps littered his screen but he disregarded the notifications going instead to Instagram and going to the Acolyte hashtags to see how the reviews for that night shows were.

He was happy to see that most of it was good and watched a few videos before shutting his phone off and looking around the room. It didn't look like a mess anymore, which was good because this was going to be his home for at least one more day since they had one more show in town.

Deciding that enough time had passed and he hadn't heard a peep from Anna he started undressing leaving himself in his boxers. If he had been alone he would have been sleeping in the nude but while on the road he didn't get to do much of that anymore.

After grabbing a blanket from the closet he got himself comfortable on the couch and closed his eyes waiting for sleep to take him.

…

It didn't. He tossed and turned, his body being wide awake and in high alert so he did the best next thing. He closed his eyes and thought about the day's events.

Practice had gone well. The show and feedback had been great, the only upset would be John's black out but unfortunately it wasn't new anymore. It felt like it was a weekly occurrence at this point. He had asked Anna if maybe they should check in on him but she reaffirmed that if anything was wrong Wanda would have called her and they hadn't heard from her at all so having faith in her words he hasn't reached out to his friend either.

The rest of the night had been a lot of fun much to his surprise and pleasure. Even though Anna and himself had been in a close proximity since his return to Bayville, with band practices taking place at her home and then being booked at the same venues it was rare that they spent time with just them two. Not that there was much chance of being alone either way, Anna was always accompanied by one of her siblings, an X-men or her blond ex. He himself, was rarely single and unfortunately half the woman he had dated at the time were they type to hate when he spoke to anyone of the opposite sex. It was one of the things he felt so liberating about being single now.

As his thoughts kept circulating to the thoughts about the previous hours he heard noise firm the bedroom and soon the click of the door opening echoed in the otherwise quiet space.

Soft footsteps came towards the couch and then the southern drawl filled the quiet, "Dormez-vous?"

"Non…" he found himself answering without hesitation.

"Me neither…I guess I can hold my liquor but the bad thing is it energizes me to the point of feeling insomniac."

He found himself smiling before sitting up letting the blanket slide down his body exposing his well toned chest. "So what? You have to drink until you drop?" He asked, scooting over on the couch so there was room for her to sit if she chose to.

"Pretty much."

He grinned, "there's beer in the fridge," his head tilted towards the small electronic appliance.

"I don't know…"

"Get me one too and since you're up go into that drawer right there, I have a deck of cards."

"Bossy," she muttered but did as he asked.

Remy watched her, his eyes going to her pale legs. Her outfit earlier had consisted of a long black skirt with a slit down the sides, a dark green halter top and a mesh over shirt. She now only sported the tank top and a pair of boy shorts that he could only guess was what was hiding under the skirt.

His brain was telling him to look away but his eyes didn't listen and stayed glued to her frame. Ever since he had known her from her tutoring days, Anna had always kept herself covered up. Long sleeves, pants, long socks, fishnets, that was her MO and probably why she was considered the most mysterious X-men, she hid so much of herself. Probably why it was also deliciously satisfying when she left a small gap of flesh showing to let imaginations run wild and here he was getting to see the most skin on her then he ever had in his life.

He finally did look away as she turned from the fridge pausing her walk to grab the cards he had requested. She handed him the cards first before taking a seat and putting both beers on the coffee table in front of them. When she was settled he moved forward and moved the table closer to them.

"What do you want to play? Poker? Speed? Skippo? War? Go fish?"

"Speed, it's fast to get through therefore we'll play more games."

He shrugged and started shuffling the cards before setting everything up. Once it was ready she said, "What? No request that the winner gets to ask a question?"

The remark brought back a memory, probably the same one she was thinking of as well. He smiled and shook his head, "I don't know if you're ready to admit that the reason you like Robin Hood so much is because you are a secret furry."

She rolled her eyes, "Dumb."

He chuckled, "As far as asking me anything, you can just ask."

She eyed him carefully as he stared back and she hated how easily her teenage flutters came back, "I have nothing to ask," she finally answered, making him shrug and look away.

"Then let's start."

The game began. An hour later and two beers more Anna looked at the cards in front of her in shock. They had moved on to another game because she started becoming a sore loser at speed and here they were again, she had lost for what felt like the millionth time.

"You're cheating!"

He laughed, "I'm not! I'm just that good!"

"You're full of shit!" She answered and grabbed his cards to look at them. "There's no way that I'm losing all these games...I've beaten you before!" She argued.

He continued chuckling, "You're forgetting that I let you win back then cause you were a kid… Vous n'êtes plus…" (You're not anymore)

She didn't know why that line made her heart skip a beat. His voice had been perfectly normal and even but there was an acknowledgement that she was no longer the young girl that he used to tutor that made something in her stir. Deciding to distract herself from it she looked anywhere but at him and happened to notice a card sticking out of the blanket he was enveloped in opposite of her.

"You are cheating!" She accused white pointing.

He looked down to see what she was talking about. While his head was down looking at the card her body had leaned into his, her hand reaching for the paper item. His hand was faster than hers and he grabbed the card and held it away from her.

"I didn't cheat," he defended, making sure to keep the card far away from her.

"You're holding the evidence!" She argued and gave a slight push off her heels leaning closer into him.

He laughed and moved away letting his body lay on the couch still trying his best to keep her at bay. This of course caused her to lean forward even more and soon she found her knees on the couch, her chest connecting to his while her arms outstretched trying to grab his.

She gave a small annoyed growl causing him to laugh again and in their position Anna could feel his breath on her chest and neck causing her to freeze in place.

Her face looked away from their outstretched arms to look at his face. His mouth was in a wide smile as he continued laughing but it simmered as he watched her sudden fascination on his lips.

In a blink of an eye they were connected to his own. Her mouth was warm and inviting and within seconds they opened giving him passage inside. She tasted of the green apple beer she had been sipping on, a mixture of sweet and sour. Her outstretched hands melted into his own and slid down his arms, running down over his broad shoulders and onto his exposed chest.

Her palms grazed over his nipples causing a small hum vibrate in her mouth as her hands went to rest on the sides of his waist.

When he felt that she wasn't planning to move anymore he used his upper body strength to propel himself into a sitting position with her still on top of him, the joker card he had been trying to keep away from her forgotten as it floated down to the floor. When he was up straight she made the necessary adjustments to straddle him all the while not letting their lips separate.

When they finally did it was for the lack of air. Remy's lips parted, the words 'We need to stop this' stuck in his throat and almost instantaneously swallowed as her hands went to the bottom of her tank pulling up and leaving her in a lacy black bra.

He couldn't remember what time they had eaten those lemon pepper wings earlier but it must have been hours ago because he was suddenly starving. He eyed her ample breast and was taken out of the trance by her thick southern drawl, "If you're just going to look you might as well just take a picture."

He smirked and moved his face forward placing a kiss in between both mounds, "I wouldn't joke about something like that, I might just be tempted to do so…" after the words his tongue stuck out of his mouth, dragging itself at the side of her right breast making Anna close her eyes and tilt her head back.

His hands which had found their way to her thighs gave a light squeeze causing her eyes to slightly open. His member had already been harding in between her legs but at the sight of her dilated pupils he felt himself throb, if there was a chance of either of them ending this it was definitely out of the window now.

His tongue went to lick the curve of her other breast wanting to give both of them the same attention. As he did he hands started going up her body, stopping at the top of her bra straps. Her eyes stayed trained on him while his fingers played with the small elastic band eventually pulling it down her shoulders.

When he had gone low enough her breast gave a small bounce once they were out of their constricts. He eyed the pink nubbin at the center of her mound, it was perked and ready for his attention and by the way she was watching him through lidded eyes she was too. His lips closed together and pursed, giving it a small kiss before letting his wet muscle slide over it electing a small hum of approvement from her. Deciding that things were going to slow for her pace, her hand which had been resting on his shoulder slithered to the back of his neck and pulled forward making his face press against her chest. Getting the clue his lips opened and took a pert nipple into his mouth.

While his mouth took turns lavishing her breast Anna started grinding herself into his waist. Something that she could see he liked as his erection pressed against one of her butt cheeks. His hands glided up her exposed thighs loving the feel of their smoothness. After getting his fill he cupped her bottom winning a moan from her and an aggressive thrust against his body. That only helped spur on his grip on her ass and soon he had her panting as their hips moved against each other, the friction through their clothes driving them both up the wall. It got to an ultimate high when he decided to slip his middle finger under her boy shorts. He had already known she was wet from the seeping moisture through the cloth but he couldn't help groaning loudly at the warmth and wetness that enveloped the digit.

Her mouth leaned down towards his face and she caught his half opened lips into a searing kiss. Her hips started circling into a figure eight movement and he found himself adding another finger. Within seconds she was bouncing up and down his fingers, her perfect breast going up and down along with her body. He watched her in amazement, it wasn't like he hadn't noticed the beauty she had turned into but if he was going to be honest he never expected seeing her quite like this either, though he would have been lying if he said a fantasy or two didn't slip into his dreams before.

After a few licks and bites at the taut buds he removed both fingers from her wet hole. She whimpered at the loss of the friction and her mouth open ready to speak her mind on the matter. He beat her to it and whatever she was planning to say was forgotten.

"Se lever." (get up) His tone was strong and commanding and made her pussy ache from the loss of his touch, it didn't help that he was speaking French to her either. She had had many fantasies of him speaking French to her before, more deliciously was the fact that he would be speaking it in between her thighs.

"Dois-je me répéter?" (Do I need to repeat myself?)

Oh fuck, she was in trouble. It took a few seconds but with weak and wobbly knees she got up off his lap. He followed suit and her eyes moved up to look at him. They had been walking around together all night, it wasn't a surprise that he's six foot one frame towered over her but it hit differently now that all she wanted was his body pressed against her railing her into tomorrow.

Her eyes left his face and traveled down his naked chest landing on the bulge in his black boxer shorts. It twitched as he kept her eyes on it, making her smirk and look back up at him. He leaned forward and gave her an open mouth kiss, letting his tongue make contact with hers as it left her mouth to meet him halfway. After the kiss he moved away, taking a step sideways and walking past her.

Her body turned to follow his form and as she watched him go she saw his thumbs go into the band of his boxers. He stopped walking when he reached the door leading to the beds. Without turning to look at her he pulled the boxers down giving her a good look at his ass, and my oh my, did the baggy pants he wear not do him justice. Once his feet were out of the offensive garment he did turn to her. She met his gaze before her eyes lowered.

His penis was hard and straight up at attention. The light pink head was looking right at her and as if inviting her to come with it it twitched making it bounce as a whole. His hand which now looked smaller against the hard member gripped it at the base and gave it one slow pump. Anna could feel her mouth open and saliva pool in her mouth at the action. When she glanced back at his face Remy wasn't smiling. He was watching her hungirly, like a predator ready to pounce.

Instead of pouncing though, his eyes looked her over before disappearing into the room. She knew exactly what it meant. He was being gentleman enough to still leave the choice to her. She could still put her bra and tank top on and get the hell out of there, hell even close the door to the room and he would allow it and leave it as it is. Or she could go inside that room and release her tension and his own.

If she was smart she would have closed the door but by now the saliva in her mouth was threatening to seep out of the corner of her lips, her panties were too soaked to be comfortable and there were no other thoughts in her head than that pink mushroom head going in and out of her.

Her own fingers went into the sides of her boy shorts and in a swift movement were off her. She then walked towards the room, closing the door behind her as she entered.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Wanda eyed the scenery around them. John's grip on her hand was warm and as she turned to look at him she saw that his lips were curled up in a slight smile. For good reason she supposed, he had quite the wake up call. She looked away from him as her thoughts went to the morning they had had.

She had woken up started, her heart beating fast and uncontrollably thanks to a shout that had rang in the dark room. When she sat up and opened her eyes she found John at the corner of the room with a white sheet covering his chest, his eyes looking suspiciously at her frame.

"What? What is it?" She asked, looking around the room.

"Wanda?" he asked, sounding confused.

"Yeah?"

There was a pause before he let the blanket go, "Luv!" And proceeded into jumping on to the bed towards her.

"What kind of fucken wake up call was that?" She asked as she let him hug her and pull her close.

"It's dark and all I knew was that I felt someone next to me. Not to mention that this didn't really look like my hotel room, it scared the crap out of me," he responded, snuggling into her .

"Well I guess it's nice to know you don't expect company."

"How long have you been here?"

"Since your performance last night."

"…oh…"

"Yeah, oh…do you have something to tell me?"

"I guess…"

"…"

"…can it wait a little bit? I want to enjoy you before you get mad at me."

"What makes you think I'm not mad at you already?" He placed a kiss on her neck and on instinct her head tilted back giving him more access.

"That…" he whispered. He placed another kiss, this one lower closer to her collarbone, "I missed you…"

"I missed you too," she answered, letting one of her hands slide up his arm to grab at his bicep.

"Then let's wait a little bit before you get pissed , if anything…instead of me getting you upset...let me get you wet…"

"You just wanted to say that to rhyme."

He smirked, "Yeah, a little…"

"Well if you really want to do that you know what to do," she remarked and her hand left his arm to go to the top of his head and pushed. He let her guide his head down, planting kisses as he went and placing one last one on the inside of her thigh before going to the planned destination.

Suffice to say that she was very happy her step sister had decided to stay at the boys hotel for the night and had yet to show up looking for her. She had been expecting Anna to be annoyed or moody when they finally did meet up a few minutes ago but to her surprise she was docile enough to let them have some more alone time. Which was what they were doing now.

They ended up at a park by their own hotel. There was a walking path that went in a circle around a lake which was located at the center. Trees surrounded the area which helped give shade making the walk a pleasant experience.

Her attention was pulled from the surrounding area as she felt John give her hand a small squeeze. "I wished you would have told me you were planning to come see the show."

"Why? So you wouldn't have gotten caught?"

He was silent for a few seconds, he knew the tone she was using well enough to know that this wasn't time to bite back in defense. Keeping his tone calmed he replied with, "I would have made sure to give you the time you deserve."

"…"

"…and I wouldn't have wanted you to see me like that."

She sighed and turned to face him. His eyes were on the water, which matched it in color rather nicely. She knew him well enough to read the shamed expression on his features. "I've seen you drunk as fuck and high as a kite but to see you blacked out to the point that you needed to be carried to the car…" she couldn't finish her sentence.

"That doesn't sound like my finest moment."

"It wasn't. So why don't you tell me what's going."

There was a low, almost inaudible sigh, "I don't know, it's just something to do that makes everything going on right now bigger and brighter. I guess... it's a distraction."

"I thought you used writing as a distraction?"

"I haven't written anything lately. There's no time. The routine is pretty much drive, check out the venue, set up, perform, clean up and down to the next place. It's a lot and I just need something…I don't know, to distress."

Wanda frowned at the words. Hell she was stressing with her everyday life right now too. Getting clients for her brand new tattoo parlor wasn't easy, she had to worry about advertising, paying the other tattooist and buying supplies. She was stressed as fuck herself but her mind didn't go to drugs to get over it.

"So what? You're just going to keep doing it and put yourself in a position where you're pretty much comatosed on a nightly basis?"

/Was I being lied to?/

He felt her grip loosen up and could tell that she was getting ready to pull away. He tightened his grip on her, interlacing his fingers in hers instead of just holding on to her hand.

/Wish I never met you/

"It wasn't happening every night," he defended before quickly adding, "But no, I'll figure something out. I'll make time to write or I don't know….buy a switch. I'll find something else to keep me occupied."

/Started to regret you/

After a few seconds of silence she returned the pressure he was emitting through his hold. He finally turned back to her and pulled her closer to him to put an arm around her shoulder.

He then placed a kiss at her temple, "I love you."

"I love you," she responded and let her hand lean against his chest as guided them around the path.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Anna's green eyes stayed on her stepsister as she got two thirds of the way done with their lap around the park. Of course she had no idea what was being said but whatever it was probably what Wanda wanted to hear because she was standing closer to the orange haired male than when they had started their walk.

The silence that filled her surrounding area evaporated as the sound of fingers tapping on wood filled the space. She didn't let the noise distract her from watching the figure of the two lovers in the distance. After a few more seconds a hum joined the wooden taps and that helped her realize that she knew the song well. It was one of her favorite's, he of course wouldn't know that but they did share a like in the artist that sung the song so she wasn't completely surprised that he was humming it.

After a bit he stopped the hum and his words let her know that he was watching the duo in the distance as well, "Looks like they're going to be ok."

"It's them, I never doubted it," she watched him nod from her peripherals.

There was an odd silence again but it didn't last, "So is it going to be weird if I ask you for your phone number?" Remy finally looked away from John and Wanda to stare at the pale southern girl beside him. Her tongue came out of her mouth and went to the corner of her lips moving to graze over her upper lip. He swallowed hard as he followed the small muscle and looked away as the memory of his hand grasping onto her hair like a lifeline as she used the small appendage came to mind.

"No, I don't think it'd be weird. I mean Wanda comes to watch you guys play a lot...maybe you'd need my number for an emergency or something."

He nodded, "...Or something," he repeated.

She nodded and they both kept their eyes on the pair. After a bit he went back to humming and she found her mouth opening to sing along with the Marilyn Manson song, "I can't sleep until I devour you...I can't sleep until I devour you…"

His voice soon joined hers as they waited for the other two to join them. "I can't sleep until I devour you…"

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-OOne Month Later O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

"That sounded really good! you guys are definitely ready for this weekend," Raven commented while the Brotherhood started putting their instruments away. "Wanda, I think you're really going to make this work, your emotions shone right through which is great since it's a ballad."

Wanda nodded, "Thanks," she answered and walked out of the recording area of thor studio.

"Hey babycakes, where are you off to now that we're done?"

Wanda didn't bother correcting the nickname, no matter what she said Todd always ignored her and kept using it either way, "Anna will be here any minute, we're going over to the Lounge."

"Hey, why weren't we invited?" Fred asked, coming out behind her.

"Because the X-men are going to be there, are you guys going to play nice?" she asked with a smirk.

There was a scoff from somewhere else in the room, "We always play nice."

"Uh huh," Wanda answered and shook her head at Lance but now that she had mentioned that the X-men would be at the lounge there was no way he wasn't going to be there. Though at the moment his relationship with Kitty was in off mode the brown haired boy took whatever chance he could to see the petite perky girl. Wanda grabbed her phone, she had a habit of turning it off during sessions just because she didn't like to be bothered while in the creative process and if it was the Tattoo shop, well then they knew they could call the house and get a hold of her.

While her phone was powering on, the door to the studio opened and Anna sped in, "Hey…"

"Hey, we just finished, let me just…" Wanda started but was interrupted.

"Do you have your phone with you?"

"Yeah, I'm just turning it on, why did you call m...e…" Wanda stared at her phone as it violently vibrated. Twenty missed calls, the number on the phone being 'idiot' fire emoji , and an orange heart.

/My heart just dropped

Thinkin' about you/

"I received a message on my way over her, they've been trying to get a hold of you…"

At the words and multiple notifications Wanda couldn't help her stomach drop as every bone in her body told her something was wrong.

/The world just stops

When I'm without you/

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Remy got up from his seat when he saw the familiar two toned colored hair coming his way. He met Wanda and Anna half ways down the hall.

"How is he?"

"The worst is over. They were getting ready to pump him but he ended up waking up and vomiting most of it out. They have him on an IV to give him fluids."

"What the hell happened?" Wanda asked even though she already knew.

Remy looked away and turned down the hallway where he had come from, "Accidental overdose. I um...didn't know he had taken anything and we went out for drinks after our show. They're thinking that whatever he had was laced with something stronger than usual, it didn't react well with the alcohol. He blacked out pretty quick so I took him to our room but once we got there he started convulsing. I brought him here right way and thanks to our connections they took him immediately…"

"Can I see him?"

"They still have him on observation, and said we can see him in another thirty minutes or so." Wanda nodded and they all made their way to a medical door, the type that needed to be buzzed in in order to get in. "You got here faster than I expected."

"You should know better than anyone that when you have good connections anything is possible." Remy nodded at the words and then kept his eyes and face downcast. "Have you eaten?" Wanda asked, studying him carefully.

He shook his head, "Haven't moved from here. Creed and Piotr are working out things with the venue to postpone the next few shows."

"You haven't slept either?" he shook his head once again and suddenly she felt bad for him. Tiredness and something akin to sadness was rolling out of him. "Go get some sleep, I'll stay…" He opened his mouth to argue but she shook his head, "Anna, go with him and make sure he stays put."

"Are you su…"

"Yes."

After a bit Anna nodded and grabbed onto the Cajun male's shirt collar pulling on it, "Come on, you have to stay awake long enough to tell me where we're going." He hesitantly let her lead him away but not without Anna telling Wanda to keep them updated. She nodded and watched them go, and then did the only thing she could do. Waited.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Anna had been watching Remy for a few minutes that felt like an eternity. She knew he was awake but his position of sitting with his head in his hands could have fooled many people, especially since he hadn't moved an inch. "It's not your fault," she heard her voice before she realized that she had thought the words out loud.

This did make him look up and Anna saw why Wanda had told him to leave, his eyes were red, blood shot from tiredness. "He wanted to go back to the hotel but I wanted to drink...I made him go with me…"

"It's not your fault that he was still using or that someone gave him something more potent than usual."

He was quiet for a bit, "I thought he was going to die."

"But he didn't. Everything's going to be ok." He nodded and looked down again. This prompted her to walk over to him and squat before him. Her hand grabbed into his chin to make him look her straight in the face, "Everything is going to be ok," she repeated. "Come on, you need to sleep…"

"I don't think I can," he answered in a low whisper while his eyes scanned her face landing on her lips.

Noticing the look her own eyes went to his mouth. "Maybe you just need the right motivation."

His eyes felt heavy and he found himself blinking multiple times but everytime his view would go back to the purple lips and he felt a sudden stirring in his chest, well that wasn't the only place he was feeling something. He swallowed hard, "They say that physical activity can really tire you out...and relieve stress."

"If memory serves me right, you like relieving stress a different…" his mouth silenced her. Tongue going in strong parting her lips and exploring her hot mouth. When they parted for air she couldn't help saying, "When I told you that you can have my phone number for emergencies that didn't mean that was the only time you could text me."

/I was on fire for you/

"I'll keep that in mind," he answered, letting his face move in a circular motion so that his nose kept bumping into her. His head moved in to recapture her lips but she moved away getting up in a swift movement. He looked up at her surprised from his seat on the couch and then watched her stretch her hand to him.

"Come on, let's get you to bed."

/I was on fire for you/

After a few seconds he took her hand and let her guide him to the connecting bedroom and suddenly after his long day, the thought of sleep sounded really good.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Wanda didn't like the sense of deja vu she felt as she watched John sleep. She hated even more that he had told her that he wasn't going to do it anymore and here they were, in a worse place than they had been a month ago when she last saw him. In the last hour since she had sent Anna and Remy away her emotions had been all over the place.

/I was on fire for you/

The one that was strongest being anger. She was mad that he hadn't stopped and that he had put her in this position. She was mad that she was always so far away from him and mad that that wasn't going to change. The lineup for the Acolytes tour was planned for many months out and business at Scarlet Ink was booming to the point that she had hired on X-23 who was halfway through her apprenticeship with Ray. She was needed there.

At the realization of all those things her sapphire orbs went back to the young man on the bed. She couldn't do this. She couldn't be traveling across the globe chasing him when he made bad decisions; worse yet she didn't want to see him in the state he was now. It had only been one month since she last saw him but she could see hollowness in his cheeks.

/You breaking me down/

And so her anger turned to sadness because she knew what she had to do. St. John had been a big part of her life for the last five years, he was her first for many things and the sudden thought of letting him go made her feel as empty and hollow as he looked. However this incident just proved that he had no regard towards her feelings on the subject, hell it seemed like he had no regard towards his own health and she wouldn't let herself get on board with the idea of going through it again.

/Don't know what should I do/

Shame on you if you fooled me once. Shame on me if you fooled me twice.

Her thoughts were broken as he shifted and her eyes went to face. His eyelids fluttered before they opened and she met with the confused cerulean gaze. "Wanda…" his voice was hoarse and she found herself placing a cup of water at his lips.

/When you come around/

"Hey…" she greeted after he had taken a sip.

"We need to stop meeting this way," his hand outstretched to the one she had resting at his bedside. She shook her head, leave it to him to crack a joke while in the hospital bed.

"You're not wrong," she let him take her hand and give it a light squeeze. "We need to talk…"

He gave a tired groan, "Not now…"

"Yes, now. You said you weren't going to do it again…why are we here?"

"..."

"I need you to talk to me."

"Not now, I'm tired."

Her hand brought his up to her face and she placed a kiss on his knuckles. He watched her carefully, the action was too soft of a movement for her usual character and John found himself suddenly feeling very nervous.

"I can't do this…and I'm not planning to," her hand dropped his. "I'm sorry, but this just tells me you picked your lifestyle and now I need to pick mine, and it doesn't include this especially if you don't even want to talk about it," she got up from her seat. She turned to look at him, his expression was a mix between confusion and shock, almost as if he wasn't sure she was really there.

/I'm leaving without you, love

I have no choice/

"Take care of yourself St. John," she allowed herself to lean down. The peck to his lips was quick and over with before he could respond. Still in shock over the events and not having the energy to say anything to stop her, he watched her go.

/I know I'm being lied to/

It wasn't until she was outside that Wanda took out her phone dialing her sister's number.

"Hey, is everything ok?"

"Yeah, he's awake. What are you doing?"

"Uh, nothing, you said to rest so I was taking a nap."

"Alright, well meet me at the airport, we're going home."

"What? So soon? What about…"

"Meet me at the airport," Wanda interrupted and hung up, not bothering to say anything else.

/I just need some time to

Stop thinking about you/

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Anna's eyes snapped open as the vibration of her phone rang. She blinked some of the sleep away trying to not move the raven haired girl on her lap. She somehow maneuvered her hand to stretch behind her to grab the little black device. A text message had come in.

/My heart just dropped

Thinkin' about you/

'Hey, where are you guys? Is everything ok? The hospital called me and John is having some kind of fit.'

/The world just stops/

Anna reared the message twice before shutting off the phone, deciding not to answer. There would be time for that later, at that moment the only thing that mattered and needed all her attention was Wanda. At the thought she looked down at her stepsister who hadn't noticed her movements, the wetness of her tears still fresh on her nylons.

/When I'm without you/

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Anna walked into the quiet house. She gave the clock a glimpse, it was only eleven thirty but it wasn't surprising to see the house so empty. Her mother and Eric would already be in bed, old people status, Wanda was working late at Scarlet Ink and Kurt was performing at the Lounge for Kitty's performance that night leaving her all to her lonesome.

She didn't bother looking anywhere else in the house for life and went straight to her room debating whether she wanted to take a shower now or in the morning. Deciding to wait till morning she started undressing and paused after her shirt came off since her phone started vibrating frantically. She peered over at it and her eyes widened at the caller Id.

Remy Lebeau

She was going to have to change that name since Wanda had pretty much made all the names of the Acolytes taboo in the last few weeks. After a moment's hesitation she went ahead and tapped on the green button.

"Hello?"

"Allo."

"Hey...what's up? Another OD?"

"Wow what a somber way to start a conversation. You said I could call without there being an emergency right?"

Her stomach fluttered at the words and his husky tone. 'Fuck' she thought to herself as she licked her lips before answering, "Yeah, I did."

"Am I calling at a bad time? Are you busy?"

"No, I just got home from The training room."

"No Lounge today?"

"No, It's Kittys day to perform. I was there yesterday and it feels like I'm there every other day now so I just wanted a break so I worked out instead," she answered while taking a seat in her arm chair at the corner of the room.

"Damn, we're not there anymore and suddenly you guys get popular," she heard the teasing tone and smiled despite herself.

"Fuck You."

"If the distance between us wasn't so far I wouldn't mind." Anna crossed her legs in instinct as a twitch went off in her nether regions. He didn't let her respond to the statement though and quickly added, "How's your sister?"

"She's…ok. Trying to keep busy."

"Shouldn't be too hard. Heard the tattoo shop is doing well and the gigs with the brotherhood help too."

"…she quit the band."

"…fuck."

"Yeah, I don't think she really wants anything to do with that lifestyle right now, which I guess doesn't surprise me. Tattooing has always been more of her passion," at the words she felt the inside of her ankle pricking. "But yeah, how's Pyro?"

"Pyro?"

"…oh yeah, his name is kind of taboo right now. I think the Acolytes as a whole are. "

"So what? you guys are going to be calling me Gambit now?" He joked.

"Probably," she answered seriously.

"That mean I should start calling you Rogue?"

"Call me whatever you want."

"D'accord, Anna-Marie."

"Never mind, I take it back."

"Too late, you already said it."

"Damn it." He laughed and she felt the hairs on her arms tingle upwards. After he settled down he answered her previous question, "…he could be better. He's just…sad. Says he can't get through to her anymore on any app and he talked to Pietro the other day and he said he is staying his friend but he's not getting in the middle of it so…yeah."

"Well at least he has 'a pick me' up I guess."

"Non, he's not doing that anymore."

"So he says."

"Out of everyone I would know, I was his caretaker, remember? But no he's not, the miserable way he looks is enough to tell me."

"So he tried calling Pietro and that avenue didn't pan out. Is that what this call is? You're pumping me for information."

He made a strained noise and she could easily imagine his long form stretching as he got comfortable wherever the hell he was. "Nah, like Pietro I don't want to get in the middle of that. Long distance relationships are complicated enough, add on the fact that there is a long history and there definitely is love there, sounds like a mess that I don't want any part of. We'll just have to let them figure it out one way or another… as for pumping you for information I think we both know I'd rather pump you for something else, non?"

Anna shifted in her seat, the action causing her bra to rub against her taut nipples in turn causing her to bite at her lower lip at how delicious the friction felt. "Is that right?" She asked, her voice coming out low and husky.

"Oui. Do you want me to go into detail?"

"…I might like that. Are you alone?"

He laughed, "You think I'd be having this type of conversation with anyone around?"

"It's been fairly innocent until now," she defended.

"You know when you saw my name across that screen that this call would be anything but innocent."

/I was on fire for you/

Her mouth opened to rebuke but in all honestly there was nothing she could say. He wasn't wrong, the evidence of that being the slickness in between her legs .

"Get comfortable."

The command made her press her legs together before laying her back against the chair and lifting her heels up so they could rest at the edge of the seat. Through the phone she could hear him making small adjustments to his own position.

"Prêt?" (Ready)

"Mhmm.."

"Je ne peux pas m'empêcher de penser à quel point tu as bon goût…à quel point ta jolie petite chatte est serrée…"

(I can't stop thinking about how good you taste…how tight your pretty little pussy feels…)

Anna closed her eyes and took a deep breath in as his voice filled her head. One of her hands slithering into her bra to squeeze at her round mound.

It seemed the decision to shower before bed had been made for her.

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Remy took a step into his hotel room and froze after taking a step inside. Something seemed off at first glance. He was pretty sure that when he had left for practice earlier he had turned off all electrical appliances but the coldness of the room told him the ac was definitely on.

He took a few more steps into the room and froze again once the view of the bed came into sight.

She was sleeping on her stomach with a leg bent beside her leaving the skirt she was wearing raised up to show the curve of her ass. He found himself licking his lips, suddenly feeling parched. The temptation to run a hand on her pale legs ran deep but 1) he didn't want to startle her at least not by feeling her up and 2) it had been more than two months since they had been physical.

Sure they FaceTimed and sexted enough that in his mind he had just fucked her the two days but talking was a whole different thing than acting and he didn't want to push the boundaries, at least not unless she was comfortable and ok with it. Surprisingly, she had accepted his invitation to come see him for that night's show so the chances that she was fine with him crossing those boundaries were high but still he might as well wait for her to be awake for it.

He put all his stuff on the table top near the bed before going to the opposite side of where she laid and doing a small hop onto it. The movement of the bounce woke her and she found an eye opening to look at him. His eyes roamed her figure.

"Bonjour."

Her face lifted and her hand went to her lips as if making sure she hadn't been drooling. She then moved her bent leg towards her body giving him more space on the bed. "Hey.

"Glad to see the front desk didn't give you any problems giving you the spare key."

"Hmm, no problem though they did give me a curious look, how many girls have you had up here?"

"None, that's probably why. How was your flight?"

"It was ok, there was a kid sitting behind me and he kept kicking into my seat, I didn't get to nap."

"Long night?" He perked a brow suggestively, he hadn't called her last night believing she would be getting ready for her flight to him.

She stretched. "Tabitha got into it with Ray so she decided to rebel and at the last minute canceled her day. I had to take over."

"Sucks. "

"Yeah I know. How was the venue?"

"Big, it always surprises the hell out of me that they just keep getting bigger."

"You're a big star."

"Eh, did you eat?" She shook her head. "Want us to order or go somewhere?"

"Can you even go anywhere? Won't you be flocked by adoring fans?"

"So you want to stay in?" As he asked the question his hand found her forearm and traced the design of her coordinates. He could see the goosebumps rise on her skin as he went over hers.

"That's fine, but I want dessert."

"Don't worry, I already had dessert planned," he smirked suggestively before turning in the spot on the bed to take hold of the phone receiver. As he made the call to room service she grabbed her cell to check for messages and found that she had two.

One from her mom telling her to stay safe after she had messaged she had arrived at her destination and one from Wanda.

'Have fun…yehaw I guess'

She grinned at the fact that she really got her believing she was going to a country concert. Her eyes looked away from the phone to turn back to Remy. His back was still facing her but his shirt was tight enough that she could see the definition of his muscles. She dug teeth into her bottom lip.

Oh she was definitely planning on having fun.

/I was on fire for you/

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

Anna landed on her bed and groaned. It was comfortable and soft compared to the bed she had been sleeping on the previous week. Not that the bed at the Cabo resort she had stayed at wasn't comfortable, but nothing ever beat the feel of her own bed. The few times it did was when…

She didn't let her brain finish the thought, instead she looked through her messages finding the contact with three initials.

R.E.L

He hadn't messaged her at all while she was gone. The last time they had spoken he had told her happy early birthday, have fun and do everything I would do. When they had said bye he had also mentioned being quiet so she could enjoy her birthday trip without interruptions and true to his word he had not called or messaged.

In turn she hadn't called him either. If he didn't want to bother her then she wouldn't bother him either, not even on the nights where Wanda and Laura force fed her tequila leaving her horny at the end of the day.

While her stepsister and best friend stayed down by the pool flirting and potentially taking someone up to their rooms she would come back by herself. Don't get her wrong, she would be flirting with cute men down there as well but when it came to meeting her needs, she knew they wouldn't be able to satisfy her. She had lately become addicted to hard edges, shoulder length hair and French words being whispered in her ear. Hell even that stupid patch of hair on his chin felt deliciously good went it rubbed against her thigh, her neck and her chin.

So she'd drag her drunk ass up to her room, lock the door and pop in her AirPods while getting undressed and imagining it was his hands palming her wet cunt, pinching at her nipples and fingering her until she came. His body may have not been there but the groans, grunts and the moans of her name in her ear were real and threw her over the edge every fucken time.

She sighed and twisted in her bed, phone in hand as she debated whether she was going to call him. She wasn't sure how long she laid like that but eventually her phone started vibrating without her having to do anything. After she looked at the screen her breath hitched in her throat and she let it vibrate for a few more seconds before answering.

He didn't even let her greet him, "Vous ai-je manqué?" (Did you miss me?)

"I'm sorry, who's this?

His chuckle echoed in her ear as she made her way to her arm chair. "Are you home yet?"

"Yeah, I just got in a bit ago actually."

"Hmm, ok, I wasn't sure. I was expecting a call from you and since I hadn't heard from you I thought I checked."

"You were expecting me to call you? Why?"

"To tell me what you thought about your birthday present."

"My birthday pres…" at the words her eyes skimmed her room and she found a box she had yet to notice when she had initially walked in, the first thing on her mind being to head for her bed. "Oh…" she made her way to it and smirked once she saw the name on the 'from' section. "Thanks Risty…"

"Don't thank me until you open it."

"You want me to do it now?"

"No, I called you so you can see it and open it next week."

"Bitchy Bitchy," she smirked but walked back over to the arn chair to sit. He listened patiently as she took the tape off. Once open she saw two boxes inside. A long rectangular one and a small square one. "Which one did you want me to open first?"

"The big one, bigger is better neh?"

"Then shouldn't I save that one for last? Save the best for last mentality."

"Non, open the big one…"

She shrugged but didn't answer as she started to open the black box. Once it was open a black and green shiny wrap paper hid its contents. Her hand dug into it and she immediately froze at feeling the shape of the object inside. At her silence Remy started to chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Are you fucken serious?" she asked in a whispered voice.

"Have you looked at it yet?"

"No!"

"Look at it! You have no idea the struggle I went through."

After a few pauses she did as he asked and took the dildo out of the box. It was a tan color at the base but got lighter as it went higher at the head, long and thick with veins running down its sides. She swallowed hard, "It's you…"

"It is. Thought you might like that in case you were ever lonely, and if you ever were…J'aimerais te voir l'utiliser (I'd love to watch you use it)."

"Is this a birthday present for me or you?"

"Maybe both...open the other one."

"Why what is it? A cock ring? Clit vibrator? If it's anal beads i'm going to pass..."

He laughed, "Just open it."

She rolled her eyes but started to open the small green package. Once it was open she immediately recognized it as a jewelry box and then became hesitant to open it. She eventually found the courage to open it and her eyes widened at the gothic cross at center.

"Bon anniversaire Anna-Marie."

"It's...beautiful," she wasn't sure if he had heard her as the words were more of a whisper.

"So how was Cabo?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Good overall."

"Do anything interesting?"

"Now that you mention it...let's switch to video." He went ahead and made the switch to find her in a long sleeve, zip up crop top. She had found sometime in their conversation to put on her necklace making the purple highlighted cross stick out against her pale skin. "Two days ago we all drank a little too much and…"

"And?"

She watched him carefully. He was in a black tank top leaning against the headboard of whatever hotel they were at that night. Her eyes connected with his and without blinking she started pulling the zipper down until it went down past her chest. She hadn't been wearing a bra and they spilled out with a bounce after a certain point. His eyes widened, pupils enlarging and mouth slightly parting.

His whisper "Merde" made her smirk. "What do you think?"

"I think you should come see the show next weekend."

"Can't, since I was off all week I told Logan I'd work at the shop during the weekend to help catch things up. You can't play with them anyway, since we were drunk as fuck we didn't think things over and it wasn't until after that I was told that they can't be played with until they heal which can take months…"

Remy's mouth went into an O before shaking his head in a dramatically sad gesture while keeping his eyes on the glittering piercings, "Guess it's a good thing I'm a patient man."

Anna rolled her eyes, "Puh-lease, you patient?"

"Rude, I'm very patient! You don't think we'll be doing this in a few months?"

"..." she stayed quiet for a few beats, "We'll see…"

"Oui, I guess we will."

/I was on fire for you/

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Anna's eyes snapped open and she sat up in bed. Her eyes automatically went to her side to see that Wanda was gone. She then looked at her digital clock on her bed stand. No wonder she was gone, it was Two am. She was surprised that she had fallen asleep and better yet surprised that Pietro hadn't woken her up to get his answer on Nocturnal Madness, luckily she had it now. Wanda and herself would take over the stage together.

She took a deep breath in and out trying to calm her heart beat that seemed to be going a hundred miles an hour. Why her subconscious has decided to take her down memory lane she wasn't sure but it was definitely a reminder that Remy had proved her wrong. The jerk was patient.

She blinked and grabbed her phone to check for any missed messages. Speak of the devil. She opened the message to find a picture. He was shirtless, hair damp from what she assumed was a shower before bed and a smoldering smile. "Rêver de moi. (Dream of me)

'Fuck' she thought to herself and turned in bed refraining from grabbing her toy from the bottom drawer of her bed side table. She might as well save her energy from the real thing the next day.

/I was on fire for you/

O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O TBC O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O

And that my lovelies is the last flashback chapter! This chapter has ended in our present timeline which means you'll see many of our ships that were sidelined next time! Yay! Again all of these flashback chapters have been really fun to write so I hope you guys enjoyed the small detour :)

Jubilay- MIA

Amarto- MIA

Romy- And there you guys have it…they way their hook ups started! I loved, loved every moment of Romy in this chapter. They both just kept throwing stuff from the last two chapters at each other like Robin Hood (lol I smirked as I wrote the furry commentg) and how she needs to show guests out or asking questions during their card games. The flirting and honestly just the ease of being around each other, I feel like they were just so easy to write and the connection was well established between the years. The missed kiss was such a tease, they were so comfortable during the bar talk, the open realization that they were attracted to each other during the card game, her helping him out when he felt bad about John, the phone sex, her going to see him at concerts, the fact that he used one of those penis molding kits for her (I died as I wrote that), the Purple cross thats been mentioned prior and her bed time text from him. I LOVED EVERY MOMENT OF IT…and I hope you did too.

Xietro- Not completely MIA. Lauren thought Luna was an adorable baby girl very early on. We'll get first impressions from them both soon…

Jonda- My heart…my poor heart…I mean I did it to myself especially cause I kept listening to the song while writing their part and when I did my proof read but yeah…ouch. I debated with myself quite a bit about doing them this way. Mainly because I didn't want to make it seemed fucked up for Wanda to leave John when he was having a problem, because in a way it is…but I also def don't think it was fair to her either with things going well at her business and also most importantly… no one wants to see their loved one in those conditions and she got a taste of it twice. I think the points she thought of as she watched him sleep were valid and I think she was scared of the fact that it could happen again or worse yet, that he would actually die from it and she would watch it happen. The easiest thing to do (which as we saw wasn't very easy anyway since she cried herself to sleep on Anna's lap and would refuse to say his name) is walk away. And I just made myself sad with that last sentence lol.

The songs used in this chapter were Cannon's 'Fire for you' (The first time I heard this song I freaked out because I already knew what I was going to do with Jonda in this story but it amazed me how well it fit and I had it on repeat for a week while I drowned in Jonda feels) and Anna and Remy sung Marylin Manson's 'Devour' together.

And yup, I think that's it. This was a longer update and I really hope you guys enjoyed it cause again, I LOVED writing it. We'll see Jubilay back in action next month and I'm so excited to get back to the other couples so I will see you soon! Thank you so much for reading and again there's some new (somewhat spicy) art of our Fave's on my tumblr XietroQueen. Take Care you guys!

-Hexy