‘Ok everyone, hit the showers. Debriefing first thing in the morning, drinks in the east common room after the students curfew.’
~They look like a few drinks would go down easy after Magneto beat us so badly, cant say I’d argue. I should have planned the whole operation better, it is my responsibility as leader to keep my team safe and we barely got out of there without major injuries.~
*Scott. Please come to my to my office.*
~This isn’t going to go down well with the Prof. Not that he’d get angry but that damn disappointed look he gives you! Better get it over with, then find the beer Logan has hidden somewhere for when he comes back.~
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~This shower’s just what I need, I’ve got the change rooms to myself until Jean finishes checking Ro’s arm to see if its broken. Good thing they didn’t see all the blood that’s on me or they’d have freaked, gotta remember to thank Logan again for that healing ability when he gets back.~
Peeking out of the shower stall Rogue saw Jean walk in with Ro. Quickly finishing her shower and wrapping herself in the towel Rogue joined the other women in the locker area. Doing a quick check to see if Ro was bandaged or anything Rogue smiled.
‘It’s not broken then?’
‘No, Jean said it was fractured. I’ll have to rest it for a while and she wants to put it in a sling, but that can wait until after a nice hot shower!’
Rogue grinned and watched the women as they headed to the showers with their towels. Grabbing her clothes and wrapping her wet hair into her towel Rogue quickly pulled on the clean clothes and headed for the blow drier in her bathroom.
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Glancing up as Rogue left the women’s change rooms Jean smiled and followed Ro into her shower stall. Ro turned and smiled as Jean followed her and glanced behind her to check that the change room was empty.
‘ I thought that I had better give you a hand seeing as your supposed to be resting yours.’
Ro grinned and shut the stall door behind them before turning the water on hot and stepping under the spray. Throwing her best come hither look in Jeans direction Ro let her hands follow the water slowly down her beautiful toned body before Jean stepped under the spray catching her lips into a passionate kiss.
Responding immediately to the kiss Ro wrapped her arms around Jean pressing them closer together under the hot spray of water. Feeling Jeans hands tracing her body ignited her desire and the two women were soon pressed against the wall locked in a fast and passionate race towards release.
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Bobby watched Rogue step into the lift and head no doubt to her room. He on the other hand was headed to the kitchen.
~After a fight like that a guy needs to eat!~
Walking into the kitchen and opening the fridge Bobby pulled out a plate of leftovers from last night. Throwing together a sandwich and pouring a glass of juice he grimaced at the memory of the fight.
~I don’t know where they came from but they took us totally off guard. I wonder what the Professor will say, he really wanted that information. Scott’s proberly with him now telling him how we got our arses handed to us. I guess a few drinks tonight wouldn’t hurt, it’d definitely help me sleep and I could use a little help with the pain I’m guna have from my cracked ribs.~
Finishing his food Bobby headed for the garage. Grabbing the keys for the sedan from the hook as he entered the garage Bobby wound his way towards the car.
~I’m guessing that if we’re all goin to be drinking we’ll need some more booze. Rogue likes Jack Daniels, Jean likes Vodka, Ro likes Baileys, Scott’s a bourbon man, what do I want….?
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~This is the last round of hall checks to make sure the students are in bed and then I can join the others, they were starting to gather in the common room last time I went past. I have to stop by my room before there though coz there’s no point getting together to drink without alcohol.~
Walking down the last hall and sticking his head into the room an the end to tell the boys to keep the noise down Scott sighed and headed to his room. Glad that the teachers had an entire floor to themselves so that he wouldn’t run into any questioning students with the bag of alcohol Scott retraced his steps to the common room.
~If the noise they’re making means anything they’ve started without me, next time they can do curfew checks.~
‘Hey guys, couldn’t wait for me?’
Grinning at the round of cheers and clinking glasses at his arrival Scott glanced at the coffee table and snickered. Judging by the already large stock of drinks they were going to have big headaches tomorrow. Adding his bag of drinks to the table and taking the offered glass from Bobby he downed it in one and handed it back for a refill.
An hour later the team of but kicking, fearsome X-men were sprawled over the common room laughing as Bobby tried to freeze enough ice for their drinks but kept freezing the coffee table and his hand.
Scott shook his head, Remind me not to take you into a fight unless your sober Iceman.
Jean giggled and filled her glass again before raising it to the room, Chheres to the mighty drunken teem of us!
Rogue pouted and pointed at Jean accusingly, You’re the only one drunk, I’m prefracterly sober!
Grinning Scott offered his glass to the room, To being prefracterly sober then team! The team raised their glasses and cheered before downing the rest of their drinks amid giggles and a screech as Rogue fell out of the chair she was sprawled across.
Shrugging and settling on the floor Rogue glared at the room, That doesn’t prove nuthin! Scott grinned and glanced around the room.
Ro was trying to refill her glass but was getting more on the table then in the glass, Jean as sitting on the couch watching her with a grin in her face that made it quite clear what she was thinking about. Bobby had frozen his glass to his hand and Rogue was staring at her empty glass as though it had asked her a difficult question. All in all it hadn’t taken them long to get drunk, although the empty bottles on the floor may have contributed.
~Well, I think that the team is bonding well. Though I think Rogue needs another drink, cant hurt to drink more once your already drunk can it? Although I may be the most sober here at the moment. Oh well, I can fix that.~
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Frowning at the fuzzy glowing numbers on the DVD player Rogue announced the time, ‘Zebra. But it really shud tell the time an ahm sure zebra aint a time.’
Turning to Scott on the couch beside her Rogue frowned and grabbed his arm to look at his watch. Scott merely watched her with a goofy grin and decided that you never knew what a time could be.
~Maybe in another world time is animals, like you could say; its lion o’clock or goat past chicken.~
Grinning and taking his arm back from a confused Rogue, Scott looked at his watch wondering what it would look like with pictures of animals instead of numbers. Rogue had already completely forgotten about the time and was looking for a pen so that she could draw on Bobby’s face. Bobby was sprawled over the couch opposite Rogue and had passed out not to long ago during a slurred discussion about wether trigonometry as based on tigers or triangles.
Not finding a pen Rogue slumped back into the couch and started to cry.
Scott gave up on his watch and looked over to where Rogue was curled into the corner of the couch crying, ‘Rogue? Whasup?’
Rogue looked up as Scott moved closer and clumsily patted her leg. ‘Its not fair! Nuthin never goes good fer me! Nuta damn thang neva!’
‘Whadya mean, your good.’
Rogue glared at Scott like he was the one making her cry and Scott just patted her leg some more. ‘Nuthin neva goes good. I can’t even finda pen fer Bobby’s face!’
Scott turned to Bobby, ‘whatdya wana pen for? Bobby?’ Turning back to Rogue after a moment of squinting scrutiny of Bobby Scott patted her leg some more at a loss of what to do. ‘ Rogue, Bobby’s asheep why would he wana pen?’
Rogue turned on Scott angry at him for not understanding, ‘ Ye don get it, its nut jus the face, evrythan’s bad fer me, yer wouldn undastan!’
Scott moved away from Rogue as she got angry at him and shook her finger at him. Completely confused and too drunk to follow her train of thought Scott stared at her for a minuet, ‘what?’
Rogue started to cry again and reached for her glass and downed what as left in it. ‘Yer don know what its like ta be untrouchable, everyone’s afraid of yer! I can touch ye know, everyone dus but they don do it, fer four months I can touch an too people did it once an that’s it! Nobody wants ta touch me, yer know I’ve neva kissed a guy witout hurtin him. I’m tweny too and neva been kissed! I thort it was cuz of me skin but now I can touch an no one wants ta kiss me, I’m ugly Rouge!’
Scott sat swaying slightly as he listened to Rogue talk through her sobs. When she was finished talking Scott’s drunken brain actually processed what she had said and Scott shrugged her words off and waved a dismissive hand at her. ‘ Bullshit Rogue! Ya fuckin gorgeous an ya know it, ya give everyone of us guys hard ons every time ya even smile atus. Ya just saying that coz ya drunk n all.’
Scott turned to his now empty glass to try and refill it with an empty bourbon bottle and Rogue looked up at him with her jaw hanging open in surprise. Blinking at Scott a few times expecting him to tell her he was joking she frowned, ‘No I don’t!’
Scott shook the empty bottle a few times before giving up and putting it back on the table near his glass. Swaying as he turned to look at Rogue his body had the common sense to blush, ‘Ya do ta me.’
Rogue sobered slightly, blinked and then stared at Scott who was now staring at the couch, ‘Yer thank I’m hot?!’
Scott looked up and frowned at Rogue, ‘Duh, its so obvious that I’ve liked ya since…’ Scott squinted and tried to think of since when, ‘…well since ya joined the unjuniour X-people. Since we started spendin time tagetha proply, your an hot, sexy, smart fun woman. Ya dint show any intrest back ter me so I keep my distnce.’
Rogue stared at Scott who was now half watching her for a reaction and half wishing to disappear into the couch away from rejection.
~Oh GOD! I’ve made an idiot out of myself by saying something that I would never have said out loud to Rogue sober. She is going to reject me and I’m such an idiot!~
Rogue gapped at him and slowly her brain began to sober enough to form coherent thoughts.
~WOW! I cant believe that Scott likes me! I never thought of him like he would like me so I never thought of thinking that way about him. He is gorgeous, tall, strong, funny, kind, and has an amazing body from what I’ve seen. He does tick all the boxes and I do like spending time with him. Oh GOD! Do I like Scott? How could I have not noticed!~
Rogue blushed and snapped her mouth shut. Quickly sobering some more she ducked her head, ‘I dint know yer felt that way bout me, yer shuda told me.’ Scott stayed quiet and didn’t look at her. ‘Why dint yer try to show me, yer neva touch me an ye neva tried ta kiss me or anythin.’
Scott looked up at her curiosity giving him hope, ~that’s not rejection..~ ‘I didn’t wanta make things weird between us, your so butiful n amazin. But I thort that you knew, that you knew I like you.’ Rogue blushed some more, the seriousness of the conversation sobering both of them enough to think clearly.
‘I dint know.’ Rogue waited for Scott to look up at her again and when he did she gave him her best smile. ~I don’t remember how long its been since I was this happy, since I smiled for real.~ Scott smiled back at her feeling relief and slightly giddy from the mixture of alcohol and happiness.
Steadying himself on the couch Scott moved forward and leaned in close to Rogue.
~God she smells so good, I just want to touch her. How will she react if I put my hand on her leg? I don’t want to rush her or make her think this is just because I’m drunk. If I move slowly, let her have time to stop me… so good! Her eyes are so beautiful!~
The air practically crackled with the intensity between the two as Scott closed the gap between them. His lips pressed gently to Rogue’s for a moment before she responded and the kiss deepened as she slid her arms around Scott’s neck drawing him closer into her and his arms slid around her holding her tight.
Pulling back just enough to look Rogue in the eye Scott grinned and ran his hand over her cheek letting her catch her breath before he leaned in to kiss her again.
After ten minuets of increasingly hot kissing and falling off the couch together Rogue pulled herself up and headed for the door. Stopping before getting there to glance back at Scott on the floor Rogue giggled and waved for him to follow. Turning on her heal and running away as Scott jumped up to follow her Rogue headed for the teachers wing.
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Waking up at almost three in the morning when a wave of passion and lust invaded her dreams Jean rolled over to see Ro sleeping peacefully beside her.
~Normally I’d hate to be woken at this hour by some random feelings that aren’t mine but tonight I don’t mind, wether it’s the alcohol talking or not I’m not sure but thank you whom ever those feelings come from.~
Grinning Jean slipped under the sheets quietly and gently let her tongue explore Ro’s firm breasts. Working her way over them Jean stopped to pay extra attention to the pert nipples that hardened at her touch. Sucking one into her mouth and lavishing it with all her attention while her hand worked the other Jean smiled into Ro’s breasts as the other woman sighed in her sleep contentedly. Moving over to repeat the same on the other breast Jean pressed her leg between Ro’s thighs encouraging her to spread them. Obligingly Ro’s long smooth legs parted and Jean slipped between them and kissed her way down to the neatly maintained curls at the juncture of her legs. Running her hands across Ro’s legs causing her to shift and moan quietly Jean breathed in the heady scent of her lover. The intoxicating smell drew her closer and soon Jean was exploring Ro’s innermost folds, moving over the tight not of nerves gently causing more moans before focusing on her and her pleasure.
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Bobby woke up with a pounding head ach and a sore back from the odd angle he was laying at. Moaning he looked around the deserted room and muttered about being left to clean up the mess. Focusing on his watch after a minuet of shaking his head to try and clear the groggy feeling that swamped him Bobby looked out the window. The sun wasn’t up yet so it had to be before six.
~At least I can get some proper sleep before I have to get up, got that debriefing first thing.~
Grimacing at the idea of having a meeting so early Bobby gave the room a second sweep over and swore. ~There is No way that I’m cleaning this up on my own, especially while I’m still half drunk. I’m going to bed, if I can make it up the stairs.~
Locking the room to hide the mess from students he managed to stumble into his room and lock the door behind him. Falling onto his bed and pulling the blanket over himself he went to sleep with one last thought. ~I can deal with tomorrow when it comes.~
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Waking up because of the sun shinning in his eyes Scott blinked a few times and glared at the light streaming into his room through the open curtains, his sleeping goggles doing little to stop the light. Freezing suddenly Scott realised that he was wrapped in bed with someone laying on his chest and in his arms. Blinking hard trying to clear his bourbon soaked mind Scott quickly rolled away from the woman he was holding and fell off the bed crashing onto the floor taking the blanket with him.
‘Ouch!’
Detangling himself from the blanket and trying to sit up to see who was in his bed Scott peeked over the edge of the bed. Seeing a disoriented, sleepy Rogue clutching the sheets to herself Scott’s eyes widened and he glanced down at his boxers thankful that he was dressed.
~Ok, will think about what the hell happened last night later. Now I’ve got Rogue in my bed, hopefully dressed because I don’t recall much of last night and that is not how I want to be with her… well I want to remember it at the very least.~
Pulling himself up onto the edge of the bed Scott dragged the blankets up with him and glanced at Rogue. Rogue was looking around with sleepy eyes and when they settled on him they turned confused for a minuet before she checked her clothing status. Frowning at the strange mans shirt that covered her and her under garments Rogue shrugged and looked at Scott questioningly. Scott was watching Rogue curiously and smiled at her warmly.
‘Can you shut the curtains? It’s way to early to deal with the sun and it’s blinding me. Besides I think I drank a hole bottle of Jack by myself last night, my heads about to explode.’
Scott grinned at her attitude and went to shut the curtains, ‘Your not the only one.’ Returning to the bed Scott looked at Rogue for a moment. ‘Your welcome to stay here, if you feel like me you wouldn’t last the trip back to your room.’
Rogue nodded and fell face first into the pillows wriggling into a comfortable spot. Scott couldn’t help but smile as he threw the blankets back on the bed and climbed in on the other side of Rogue and fell asleep. ~She is just so beautiful, especially when she first wakes up.~
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Rogue woke up with warm arms around her and steady breathing under her head. Freezing for a moment in panic before she remembered the night before.
~Scott told me he likes me. I know that it wasn’t just the copious amounts of booze that made him say it, although it may have supplied the confidence for him to tell me. I cant believe that I never noticed how much I like him or that he likes me. I had my first kiss, finally! It as great and I certainly wouldn’t mind practicing more if it means that I get Scott wrapped around me like that again! Although I’m glad that we weren’t too drunk to stop before we took it too far and Scott was right, this shirt is way more comfortable to sleep in than my jeans and stuff. He was such a gentleman.~
Scott shifted under Rogue and then held her tighter. Stroking her hair and grinning when she snuggled closer Scott planted a kiss on her hair. ‘Hey, you sleep ok?’
Rogue smiled, ‘Yeh, although you must have a sore head from falling out of bed earlier.’
Laughing Scott rubbed his head testing, ‘Na, need more than that to hurt me. Sorry if I scared you.’
Rogue wriggled closer to Scott’s chest and sighed, ‘I’m all right, though I could use a Panadol or ten.’ Rogue hesitated for a second before stating more than asking, ‘were guna have to have the talk aren’t we?’
Scott breathed deeply stalling and closed his eyes, letting his hand wander aimlessly up and down Rogue’s back he marvelled at how good it felt only stopping when his body realised just how good it felt. When Scott did manage to speak it came out half pleading, ‘not yet.’ Feeling Rogue nodding against his chest Scott relaxed again wrapping his arms tight around the beautiful woman in his arms holding her close. ‘We’ll just take it slow, no need for pressures, just nice and slow.’ Rogue nodded again and sighed half asleep again. Scott smiled then flinched as he remembered the debriefing that was supposed to be happening, looking at the clock they had half an hour until it started so they had to get up. Waking Rogue properly Scott managed to get them out of bed and headed in the general direction of getting ready. ~Thank God it’s the weekend and I dot have to teach today!~
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Walking into the Meeting room in the lower levels of the school Ororo and Jean were leaning on each other muttering threats between them to the next person who announced that it was a lovely day. Falling into chairs and burying their heads in their arms the two didn’t even look up as Scott came in and assumed a similar position soon followed by Bobby and Rogue.
When the Professor entered and every one of his team had their faces buried in their arms he done a quick sweep of their minds and grinned. ‘So drinking away your problems seems to have helped then?’
The X-men all looked up at him ignoring his question.
‘Can we get this over with please, mah heads going to explode and I wont be much use to you without a brain.’
General sounds of assent were echoed around the room and so the Professor walked them through the mission and discussed all the points he had before wheeling out leaving his team to their own devices.
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Story Notes:
Basicaly a S/R story in which Scott may or may not get gutted. Marie can control her skin.
For those waiting on the next chap for Layers to Mutation... I know, I know, its coming I swear. Just had to get this out of my system.
For those waiting on the next chap for Layers to Mutation... I know, I know, its coming I swear. Just had to get this out of my system.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Another chap not far behind, feedback always welcomed.
~thinking~ *Professor*
~thinking~ *Professor*