Disclaimer: I own no marvel characters. Nor do I own Lorraine. She is a character that my friend Lorraine, the owner of my sister site and kindly gave me permission to use.
This is an AU story where Rogue has gained control over her powers and is in a relationship with Gambit.
This is my first attempt at slash of any kind, so please be gentle.
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Lorraine lay on her side, propped up by an elbow as she watched her lover sleep. Those intense eyes were closed, the long lashes curving up slightly. That sweet mouth was parted a little and Lorr could hear the soft, even breathing. That beautiful hair was mussed from a long night of love making. Lorraine reached out and ran a finger down the line of her lover�s spine, feeling the warmth of the exposed skin. Rogue was so beautiful.
And so passionate! Many times that night Lorraine had feared that the whole house would be wakened by Rogue�s loud and frequent moans. Of course, Lorr expected no less. She often was roused by Rogue�s mental cries of pleasure while in Remy�s arms, but the Cajun was obviously much better at keeping Rogue verbally quiet than she was. Oh well.
Lorr let out a sigh as she studied her sleeping companion. Rogue had nearly drove herself insane with guilt the first time they had sex. They had gone out to a club together. Rogue and Lorr both had flirted with the men who approached them, which was quite a lot. But Rogue had also had quite a few drinks, enough to get her drunk. Which was saying something since Rogue�s near invulnerable body had a natural resistance to poisons.
Lorraine hadn�t been able to help herself. They had gone out on the dance floor, and danced. Together. And the next thing she knew, she had pulled Rogue in for a kiss. Rogue had been startled, but kissed back. It had taken all of Lorr�s will power to pull away.
�I�m taking you home,� she�d said. And had half dragged, half carried the rather tipsy Rogue out to their car and drove home. Neither of them had spoken a word until they had gotten back to the mansion and Lorraine had gotten Rogue up to her room.
Rogue had fallen over on the bed and Lorr pulled her back up. Rogue laid her head on Lorr�s shoulder, and spoke in a rather clear voice.
�What happened back there?�
�What d�yuh mean?� Lorr had hoped she wouldn�t have remembered.
�Ya kissed me,� Rogue lifted her head and looked into Lorraine�s eyes. �Why?�
�I�� Lorr�s eyes had gone to Rogue�s mouth. It was so full and lush�. �I don�t know.�
�Oh,� Rogue nodded. �Okay.�
Then Lorraine had kissed her again. For a moment she had prayed Rogue would pull back and end it, then she could go back to her room and forget it had ever happened. But Rogue didn�t pull away, she had kissed back. And Lorraine was lost.
Lorr slipped her hand into Rogue�s very low cut tank top, cupping her breast and squeezing gently, making Rogue moan softly. She felt a tingle of sensation at her own breast, realizing that they were sharing the pleasure through their mental link.
Lorraine remembered how she had nearly ripped the clothes off of Rogue, and tasted every inch of her skin. She recalled the seductive and arousing sounds Rogue made when Lorr had used her mouth and fingers to bring her to climax. And how intense it had felt through the link. They had collapsed on the bed afterwards, Rogue cradled in Lorr�s arms. It had been sweet.
But then morning had come and new light was shed on the situation. Rogue had cried and couldn�t look at Lorraine she was so ashamed. Lorr had done what she knew was best. She�d comforted her friend, soothed her and promised that it would stay a secret between them.
But it hadn�t been the last time. Lorraine and Rogue had realized their desire for each other, though Rogue had been reluctant to admit it. And after a few days, Lorraine had approached Rogue and seduced her. Again Rogue had felt guilty, but only because she was cheating on the man she loved. Lorraine had understood that guilt. She felt it too. She loved Logan like her own life, and knew that if he found out, she would most likely lose him for good.
And this time was no different. Lorraine felt her guilt and Rogue�s, but it hadn�t stopped them from being together. They loved each other just as much as they loved their men. And they needed each other just as much. It was complicated, but sweetly so.
Rogue�s eyes slowly opened, the long lashes drifting up sleepily. She blinked at Lorr a few times, who was half uncovered by the blanket. And shot straight up in bed.
�What time is it?�
�5:23.� Lorr sighed inwardly. She�d hoped for an early morning round with Rogue before she took off, but Rogue had a way of not being aroused when she decided she didn�t want to be. Which was more often than Lorr would have liked.
�Sheeeee-oot! Ah gotta get back ta mah room.� Rogue jumped from the bed and dragged on her green cotton robe, tying the sash in a furious motion.
�I wish ya could stay here,� Lorraine lay back against the pillow, pouting slightly. Rogue responded just as she�d hoped. Leaning over the bed, she gave Lorr a gentle kiss.
�So do Ah.� Their eyes held for a moment, then Rogue was up and out the door, amazingly silent for her haste.
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