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Post by rouge on Sept 6, 2010 7:12:34 GMT -5
Rogue moaned softly under his touch as his hands fell upon her bare waist. She hadn’t the slightest idea what was going on, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t like it. Though it wasn’t the most revealing piece of clothing she could take off, she pulled off her other glove and tossed it across the room, her fingers nearly tingling over his skin.
Her breath was growing hotter, causing a fog to form between them, but she didn’t mind. It took nearly every ounce of her control to not rip off the rest of her clothes and demand that he touch every inch of her. She didn’t think Bobby would have minded, but she had more self control. She pulled away, only for a second, releasing a shaking breath before kissing his neck and ear before making her way back to his lips, a fire building in her, demanding that she take things further.
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Post by bobby on Sept 6, 2010 8:29:20 GMT -5
He loved the feel of her skin, finally being able to touch her without worrying. He pulled her close against him, even as her gloves came off and he felt her fingers along his skin. When she pulled away, his own shaking breath matched with hers. His eyes closed as she kissed him along his neck and back to his lips. He returned the favor, kissing down her neck, then back up to her lips again. He wanted to take this further, but a part of him was worried on what would happen.
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Post by rouge on Sept 15, 2010 0:09:03 GMT -5
When his lips met her neck, she gasped, but for two different reasons. One, the rush of hormones that was sending her body into a frenzy, and second, the overwhelming rush of memories that rushed into her mind. His memories. Abruptly, possibly before Bobby had even noticed, she shoved him away from her, standing up from the bed and rushing to the other side of the room.
“I am so sorry.”
She covered her mouth, exhaled, and inhaled slowly, trying to calm herself down.
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Post by bobby on Sept 15, 2010 22:03:54 GMT -5
He was enjoying the moment so much he didn't pay attention to anything but how much the two of them were enjoying their moment together. Before he could react, however, he wound himself being pushed off of her and onto the bed, turning in time to see her standing at the other room apologizing. He gave her a curious look as he sat up on her bed.
"What are you apologizing for?"
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Post by rouge on Sept 17, 2010 20:49:38 GMT -5
Rogue pulled her hands away from her face and turned to stare at him, flabergasted. Had he developed and immunity to her powers or something? No, that was impossible. Were that the case then she wouldn't have the swarm of his memories floating around her mind right now.
"What do ya mean 'what am I apologizin' for?' Maybe it's for stealin' your memories. Or...this."
She picked up her lamp, which frosted over with her touch before throwing it onto the desk and collapsing back onto her bed.
"I'm a joke." she muttered to herself.
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Post by bobby on Sept 19, 2010 19:01:52 GMT -5
"But I don't understand, why would it happen now?"
He hadn't even noticed that she had taken some of his powers. When she frosted the lamp and dropped it, causing it to shatter to pieces, he stood up and stared at the fragments, then back to Rose. He stood up and walked over to her when she started insulting herself. He took her in his arms and held her close, kissing the top of her head.
"You're not a joke, Rogue, you never were."
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Post by rouge on Sept 27, 2010 1:56:00 GMT -5
“You honestly think I know why I’m the way I am? Besides the scientific mutation explantion, there’s nothin’.”
She was tempted to melt back into his embrace, but she couldn’t do that. Not now.
“I am too a joke. I won’t ever be able to do anything’. I can’t kiss you for long without suckin’ something’ out of ya, I’ll never be able to have kids. Hell I won’t even be able to have sex.”
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Post by bobby on Sept 27, 2010 8:46:38 GMT -5
"I don't care about your powers or what you can and can't do. I care about you, and that's enough for me."
He knew they would have a very limited relationship, but all he really wanted was to be with her. He wanted to help her find a way to have the things she wanted, but he wasn't a scientist like Hank or Hazel. He suddenly got an idea, but he knew it would be risky. He smiled and looked to Rogue.
"Let's ask Hank. If anything he could help you find a way around your powers. He helped Kaia with hers...sort of."
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