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Bits and Pieces Chapter Twenty Nine
Disclaimers Apply
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… Cool off yet? InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf
are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: *Crickets
chirp * Morgan: *test glomp * Readers/Reviewers: I think I’ve said it
before but I’ll say it again… this story is going to leave a *lot* of loose ends,
more than usual, so the next one can pick up where it leaves off. *GLOMP* Thanks for reading/reviewing! J
“It’s
early!” Rogue hissed, her eyes scanning the room furtively. “Someone’s gonna catch us!”
Todd
groaned in frustration. “They will if
you keep on talkin’, ya know!” He kissed the back of her neck again, careful
to keep the thin fabric of her nightshirt between them. It was not the same as her safe days but it
was still good. Great, he allowed. Fantastic, even. Rogue sighed and he felt the rise and fall of
her breath against his chest as her body moved in time with her own
reluctance. He did not push for
more. Kissing her like this was enough
for him. She shifted then, and turned to
face him, tension lining every movement.
She was afraid she would touch him, he knew, afraid she would absorb
part of him. He had teased her once that
she was only afraid because she did not want to slime people or look like
him. He had not expected that to hurt
her so much but she had cried, hid herself away in her room and cried. He drew back slightly, just enough to show he
knew, and smiled. “Sorry…”
“No, it’s
okay. I’m just… I dunno,” she sighed,
leaning against the counter. Someone had
started a pot of coffee and footsteps sounded overhead, people going about
their morning routines, threatening their brief privacy. Rogue closed her eyes for a moment then
opened them to focus on Todd, his own golden eyes hopeful beyond his
realization. “This whole thing with Jean
kinda freaked me out and made me think of…well, your
heart thing…” She shrugged and slid into
slouching at the counter, her knees bending and her elbows supporting most of
her weight. “That whole pesky fear of
mortality thing I guess.”
Todd
smirked. “Ah, I got a whole fear of morality
thing so I can sympathize…” He wiggled
his brows suggestively and was rewarded with a snort of amusement from
Rogue. “Lance is mopey,
Amara’s bitchy and they’re using our room to deal with it… Wanna
run away with me to the gazebo?” He
trailed his fingers down her shirt-covered ribs, tickling her slightly. “I’ll make it worth your while,” he added,
darting his tongue out at her, trying not to laugh himself. “Besides, we don’t get to talk much lately.”
She
straightened, hopping up to sit on the counter, the warmth from the coffee
maker radiating across her hip and thigh.
She smiled, feeling a twinge of normalcy as Todd ran his hands up her
leggings-covered thighs, stopping at her hips and squeezing slightly. “No,” she agreed, “we don’t… Wanna blame Amara?”
“Nah…we can
blame Kitty.” He grinned and pressed
close, Rogue’s legs moving around his hips automatically, her heels pressing
into his back as she sighed. “She’s not
here.”
Rogue
rolled her eyes. “God, don’t let anyone
hear us joking like this,” she laughed.
“There’s enough drama around here without he said she said crap.” She laced her fingers behind his neck, her
gloved fingers brushing through his hair as she pulled him closer. She bit her lower lip as he pressed against
her, his hardening length obvious against her warming femininity. She leaned against the cabinet behind her,
ignoring as best she could the hardware pressing into her shoulder as she
looked him in the eyes. “Todd… when
we’re done with classes, and I mean done-done… what’re you gonna do?”
He blinked,
pressing against her more firmly, shivering slightly as she arched and
tightened her legs around him, pulling him closer. He could feel her growing warmer, damp heat
teasing him through his jeans and her thin leggings. He wanted to be inside her, uncovered and
free to touch how they wanted, lips and teeth and tongues and fingers
tantalizing flesh as they moved together.
He wanted to hear her gasp his name over and over, the tiny sounds she
made in the throes of passion echoing in his mind as he unconsciously ground
his hips against her. Rogue moaned
softly and dug her fingers into his shoulders, her teeth showing white against
her pink lower lip. Todd sighed and
pressed his forehead against her shoulder, aware of how close her bare neck was
to his face. “I don’t know,” he admitted
after a long moment. “This?”
She sighed
again and murmured something incoherent before clearing her throat softly. “Seriously, Todd… What are we gonna do?”
“We?” he
asked, still thinking of her bare flesh, cream and pink and smooth, the heart
on her upper thigh temptation to kiss her there, taste her salt-sweet flesh and
feel her shiver, parting her thighs and exposing the wet center of her
sex. “Like…we-we?”
“Like us
we,” she agreed, closing her eyes again.
She wanted him inside her now, his length filling her. She had a brief flash of sliding from the
counter, bending over the table and spreading her legs for him, letting him
take her there in the kitchen, damn whoever was up at that hour, but she bit
back the moan and request. Instead, she
took a deep and shaky breath and opened her eyes. “Do you want to, I dunno, move in together or
something?”
“What?”
Todd jerked back reflexively. “Rogue, we
got a year of school left and…and…”
“And who
knows what will happen?” she finished, knowing him well enough to figure out
where he was going. “Forget I said
anything,” she said, unfolding her legs from around him and straightening. After a moment, when Todd stepped back, his
eyes bespeaking either relief or dejection, she was not sure which, she slid to
her feet. “It’s a long day today. I’m supposed to help Tabby clean out her
apartment…”
“Yeah,” he
muttered, raking his fingers through his hair.
“Um… I got… things…”
“Right,”
she replied, smiling tightly.
Todd let
out a long breath he did not know he had been holding as she walked quickly
from the room, her footsteps nearly a run as she crossed the rec room to the stairs.
_Damn it, _ he thought in annoyance, _today looked so good, too… _
A/N It’ll make sense by the end. ;)
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