Author's Notes: A quick taste of X-Men Evolution Rogue for a different flavour of southern belle.
Rogue had always had a thing for Scott Summers. He was just so fucking sexy, with his brown hair and red glasses. And that slim body, goddamn. She'd been dreaming about him for weeks, and tonight, she was going to make those dreams a reality.
Rogue sneaked into Scott's room, her heart pounding in her chest. She was dressed in her usual goth get-up: a black vest and mini-skirt, with a see-through green top and black leggings. Her white fringe hung in her eyes, and her dark blue lipstick contrasted to her pale skin.
Scott was lying in bed, reading a book when he heard the door creak open. He looked up to see Rogue standing in the doorway, hands on hips, her curves on full display. He felt his dick twitch in his pants as he took her in.
"Rogue?" he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Hi, Scott," she said, sauntering over to the bed. "I've been thinking about you a lot lately."
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. He could feel her warmth through his pants, and he knew he was in trouble. Rogue leaned down, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. He groaned, his hands automatically going to her hips.
Rogue's hands roamed over Scott's chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck. She nibbled on his earlobe, causing him to gasp.
"Fuck, Rogue," he breathed, his hands gripping her hips tighter.
She smiled, her white fringe brushing against his cheek. She sat up, her hands going to the buttons of his shirt. She undid them slowly, revealing his toned chest. She ran her fingers over his pecs, feeling the muscles contract beneath her touch.
Scott's hands went to her top, pulling it up over her head. Then he rolled up her little black vest, revealing more and more of her beautiful pale skin. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples hardening in the cool air. He reached up, cupping them in his hands. Rogue moaned, her head falling back.
Scott sat up, his lips finding one of her nipples. He sucked on it, his tongue swirling around the hard bud. Rogue's hands went to his head, holding him in place.
He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Rogue's moans filled the room, driving him wild. He reached down, his hands going to the waistband of her skirt. He pulled it down, dragging her leggings down with it, revealing her black lace panties and her smooth, pale legs.
He ran his fingers over the fabric of her knickers, feeling the heat coming from her pussy. Rogue gasped, her hips bucking up. Scott smiled, his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down. Rogue's pussy was bare, her lips glistening with wetness. Scott's dick twitched in his pants, desperate to be inside her.
He reached down, undoing his pants. He pulled them down, his dick springing free. Rogue's eyes widened as she took in his size.
"Fuck, Scott," she breathed, licking her lips.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip brushing against her lips. Rogue moaned, her hips lifting up. Scott pushed inside her, filling her completely.
He started to move, his hips thrusting in and out. Rogue met him thrust for thrust, her moans getting louder and louder.
Scott reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, causing Rogue to scream out in pleasure.
She came hard, her pussy clenching around his dick. Scott groaned, his own orgasm crashing over him. He filled her with his cum, his dick twitching inside her.
Rogue collapsed on top of him, her breathing labored. Scott wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
"Fuck, Rogue," he breathed, his dick still inside her.
She smiled, her white fringe brushing against his chest.
"I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.