Romy; Mirror, Mirror

[fitslikeaglove]

Title: Mirror, Mirror
Characters: Rogue, Remy LeBeau
Verse: Earth Zero; an interlude
Previous Scene: Through the Looking Glass

Wanting to do something and actually doing itwere two different things, it turned out. Fancy that. Rogue skirts the peripheral of the pool, deciding, no, she really doesn't need to go swimming. Or undress. Or put on a bathing suit that covered less than her underwear did. She ends up sitting on the edge of the pool with her jeans rolled up and her feet in the water. It's more than she'd have ever done before, so she feels a smidge less cowardly than she might otherwise. Babysteps. She'd already made out with her boyfriend in someone else's bed, after all. That, she felt, was quite enough bravery for one day.

Let Remy get down to nothing; she'd sit back and appreciate the scenery.

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He pulled back, assuming a look of deep offence, "Old? Old?" He gasped. "Who you callin' old?" And before she could answer, he suctioned his mouth to her throat and blew out, making a vulgar sort of sound while his hands danced up and down her sides, tickling all the while.