by roguewords
Disclaimer: I do not own x-men, marvel does, so I obviously don’t own Rogue
or Remy(every girl should own Remy) The story is mine, though.
The heat seemed to radiate directly from the earth
itself, and there was no escaping it. Everything moved at a languid pace, some
things even seeming to melt before her eyes. The long day seemed like it would
never end for the over heated southerner.
Nothing seemed to help, as she lay sprawled on the deck chair on her balcony. She
was dressed as sparsely as she could possibly be, but the stifling heat
surrounded her. She panted slightly as she fanned herself, heaving her bikini
top with the undulations of her breasts. She wriggled her hips around in her
daisy dukes, adjusting herself in her seat.
Suddenly, a small cool breeze brushed across her neck, chilling the sweat and
shifting the wispy hairs that had escaped her ponytail.
“Lookin’ pretty hot there, Chere,” A familiar voice spoke behind her. That’s
when she heard the shuffling of the deck. Without the energy to turn around,
she spoke in a drawl that matched the pace of the day.
“Do Ah? Well, it is well over a hundred in the shade, if you’re lucking enough
to find any.”
“You know what Remy meant, Chere. But come to think of it, I do believe it
feels a little warm out here in the sun. Why don’t you join me inside for a
little cool down?” His deep Cajun voice washed over Rogue as she thought. Meanwhile,
Remy looked over her glistening body, clothes clinging, barely keeping her
decent. She bit her lip, and he nearly melted. It sure was hot out here.
After deliberating for a while, Rogue finally rolled over in her chair to look
at Remy.
“Remy, Ah think-“ But before she could finish, she looked up to really see
Remy. He stood there, cards held in mid-shuffle. His bare chest was beginning
to shine from tiny beads of sweat running down. They formed tiny rivers that
led to his waist, running over the ripples of his abs. Her eyes glazed over as
she followed the drops, wanting to lick them as they met the edge of his
shorts. The shorts hung low on his hips, as if they were melting off just from
the heat the two were producing. Rogue imagined that if they were just a little
lower…
Remy had resumed his shuffling, regaining some of his composure. Some strands
of his disheveled hair fell in front of his eyes, and he blew up to move them
away. He saw Rogue’s eyes watching this movement, as well as her tongue dart
out and moisten her lips. A devilish grin spread over his face, glinting in his
eyes.
Rogue say up, continuing to watch the gorgeous Cajun stand coolly, shuffling,
blowing small puffs of air her way. She saw the grin on his face, and fought to
hold her urges in.
“Come on, Chere.” Remy offered her a hand and led her inside. They padded along
barefoot together along the cool stone floor.
It wasn’t until they were sitting on the foot of the bed that Rogue realized
their two mostly bare bodies had definitely been touching. She instantly
withdrew, breaking away from their deep eye contact.
“Now, what’s wrong Chere?”
“Remy? Why were we… How were we…….?”
“Well, we were enjoying it, for one ting. I believe that may also be the how.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you always be tinkin’ ‘bout your powers, they always be working’. But
forget ‘em for a while, and…” He ran a single finger from her wrist up to her
shoulder, making her shudder. Then she snapped her arm back, holding it away
from him.
“Ah don’t want to hurt you. Ah think…”
He covered her mouth with his whole hand, making her scream. He switched to a
single finger on his own lips, telling her to be quiet.
“Don’t think,” he whispered, and moved in quickly for a kiss, stunning her. She
fell back slightly from the shock, but he wrapped his arm around her bare back,
supporting her. Not feeling any effects from her powers, Rogue leaned back into
him and kissed back forcefully. This is what she had always wanted.
Their mouths pressed forcefully onto each other’s, so much passion burst out
into a single act. Remy was the first to act, breaking the barrier between
them. His tongue darted out and played on the lips he had watched her lick
earlier. He flicked his tongue lightly, then more forcefully. Finally, he was
forced to part her lips himself.
She couldn’t believe all of the feeling exploding in her, and just from one
kiss. But a kiss can be a lot for a girl who can’t be touched. She felt his
tongue on her lips, but was in too much joy to react. Finally, his tongue was
in, and she tasted her first part of him. She loved it, and could tell he was
enjoying her as well.
Their tongues explored each other’s mouths for a while, wrestling one another,
and then they finally came up for air.
“See, Chere?”
Rogue nodded, and pulled on his neck to bring him back in for more. She couldn’t
get enough. Remy knew this, but he wanted more.
Tentatively, he tried leaning her to the side, laying her down on the bed. She
let out a low squeal in weak protest, but submitted, melting to his will.
Even though she had never experienced anything like this before, Rogue knew
what was going on. At first she tried to stop it, it was too soon. But then she
knew she was ready. She could feel everything she knew she was supposed to and
submitted.
They had left the heat outside, but was replaced by a new, better heat. Their
passion was heating up, and each of them could feel it. Remy couldn’t wait much
longer.
He looked to Rogue, and there was no questioning the look in her eyes. She
reached behind her own back and undid the clasp on her bikini top. Slowly, she
pulled one strap off her shoulder, then the other, and then it was gone. She
tossed it to the floor; the first garment, but not the last.
The experienced Cajun looked on this site, stunned. Her pale skin formed large,
round, snowy mountains. Any doubts he may have had were taken away as he took
her in, especially when he saw her hardened nipples. He couldn’t resist.
Rogue watched as Remy looked her over. There was a new look on his face. It
wasn’t just love, but something also like admiration. As she thought this, she
gasped. He had taken her left breast into his hand, and was kneading softly. His
fingers ran lightly over her nipple, finally settling there. He began to rub it
and roll it with his left hand as he started kneading her right breast. But
instead of using his hand, he teased her nipple with his mouth, completely
engulfing it at first. He ran light circles all around it with his tongue,
finally arriving at the center. It was already fully erect, so he began to suck
on it, still on the left. But he needed that one too, so he moved his mouth
over. He couldn’t get enough of her taste.
Rogue was the definition of joy. She ran her fingers through his hair, and
lightly over his back. But as the pleasure began to get to her, she dug her
nails in slightly.
“Now, that’s not nice Chere,” She was puzzled. She hadn’t dug her nails in too
far, had she? Remy sat up to face her. “I’m doing all this for you, and don’t
think I’m not havin’ fun, but when’s my turn?”
Rogue laughed to herself, thinking of the best way to repay this favor. She ran
her nails along his chest and abs, tilting her head playfully as she thought. This
seemed like it might be enough, but then she leaned in very close to his ear
and whispered, “How’s this?” Her hot breath sent shivers all through Remy.
Slowly, she leaned down, her ass in the air, and put her face practiacally in
Remy’s lap. He laid back on the pillows, arms folded behind his head, watching
her but wiggle in the air. She unbuttoned his shorts, and then leaned her face
even closer. She took the zipper pull in her mouth, and tittlatingly slowly,
she unzipped it with her teeth. When it was down, she pulled off his shorts and
boxers together, unable to take the slow pace much longer. They were added to
the pile with her bikini top.
As she turned back, she caught site of the most wonderful thing in the world. There,
on her bed, with his trademark smirk, was the love of her life, fully nude and
waiting for her. His cock was rock hard, and bigger than she had thought. She
didn’t have anything to compare to, but had never expected one to be this big.
Remy saw the look on her face, and his smile just grew. He chuckled, and Rogue
gave him a mock cold look. Then she decided to give him a new reason to smile.
Just as he had done for her, she started with her hands, and it did take both. She
started to rub a little, stroke his shaft. Then she reached the head. As she
found a certain spot that was the most sensitive, making him moan as she
touched it, she leaned in with her mouth. She flicked her tongue lightly, then
with more force as she got used to it. She found that spot, and stroked it with
her tongue. Then she tried to take him in, barely fitting and of his cock into
her mouth. She used her hands, too, and bobbed her head, twisting her hands in
one continuous motion.
Remy began to moan, letting his head roll back. “Remy can’t be takin’ much more
of dis.”
He pulled Rogue back up and gazed at her angelic face. She smiled, and he
rolled her onto her back. He knew she was ready, no doubt. He unzipped her
shorts, and slid them down her silky thighs, finally adding them as the last
garment to the pile. He was surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing anything
else, and looked at her questioningly.
“Too hot,” she answered to his look.
“Yes, you are Chere.”
Rogues giggled as Remy ran his hands over every inch of her, following at times
with his eager tongue. She gasped as he moved lower, and lower, until….
His tongue played around between her thighs, and then he used his fingers to
spread her lips. Just these light touches elicited moans, but then the real fun
started. Rogue threw back her head as Remy’s tongue entered her. But the best
was yet to come. He moved in and out and in and out and…
Finally he pulled out, and his tongue found its was to her clitoris, setting
off every single nerve ending. She couldn’t take it any more. In the heat of
the moment, the passion overcame her, and she screamed,
“Fuck me! Fuck me now, Cajun!”
Remy was only slightly shocked at this. Since it was really her first human
contact, all of this passion was probably overwhelming her. But, nonetheless,
he didn’t disappoint.
“I was never one to refuse a lady, Chere.”
Rogue smiled, and pulled him closer for another passionate kiss.
As he entered her, she let out a gasp. Two tiny tears escaped her eyes, and ran
down her cheeks. Remy licked off each salty tear, and waited for a sign. She
giggled at the tickle of his tongue, and he knew it was alright.
As he had entered her, Rogue felt happy, filled, so to speak. Now that he was
in her, he really did feel huge. As he broke the final resistance between them,
she cried out from the pain. But after Remy kissed away her tears, she felt
fine.
He began slowly, moving in and out, and then faster. Rogue wanted more. She
screamed for him to move faster, harder, harder!
As the waves of pleasure washed over her, she ran her nails over his back. The
harder he pumped, the harder she scratched. She started to run her hands
through his hair, almost pulling. Her hips writhed along with his thrusts. Their
bodies became one, sweating and convulsing.
“Remy. Remy. REMY. REMY! REMY!! REMY!!!!!!!!!
Rogue screamed as the pleasure began to peak. She continued to writhe as Remy
continued to thrust. She gasped and panted.
Remy felt her walls collapsing in on her, and it was too much. Waves of
pleasure overcame him, and he released into her.
It was the greatest feeling she had ever known as she felt her lover inside of
her. As he withdrew, she felt slightly empty. But then they just lay next to
each other, panting shallowly, and she felt like they belonged.
As they caught their breath, Remy leaned over to look at her. He put an arm on
either side of her beautiful body and looked deeply into her eyes. A stray hair
on her face blocked his view, and he gently brushed it aside.
“Remy?”
“Oui, ma coeur?”
“Ah love you.”
“Je t’aime aussi. I love you too, Chere.”