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Bits and Pieces Chapter Thirty Four
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� mmmm,
slash. ;) InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and
Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: Soooo� yep. Morgan: You there? Readers/Reviewers: Just a few more to go then
a new fic for you. And to answer an
anonymous email I got (really anonymous�the return addy
didn�t work at all), I�m leaving so many loose ends because a.) I don�t want to
have a 200 chapter story and b.) It allows for continuity.

St
John raised a brow as Bobby leapt into the room,
naked. �I�m all for making a grand
entrance when the time is right but really, Bobby� the floppage
is kinda funny.�
Bobby
scowled and grabbed his underwear from the foot of the bed. �There�s a cold draft in your bathroom! Be glad there�s something left to flop and it
didn�t retreat inside my body!� He
hopped ungracefully, trying to pull his underwear up over still-damp legs. �God damn it!�
St
John winced and sighed, crawling to the end of the bed
to offer his boyfriend a hand up. �You�re
allowed to use my towel, you know. It�s
the least I could do after the blowjob.�
He did not like that word himself but he had yet to think of a better
phrase that was not purple prose or just plain silly or clinical. �Don�t sulk�I�m not laughing at you!�
Bobby
pushed himself to his feet, eschewing St John�s
proffered help. �No, you�re just
laughing near me, right? You need to get
someone to check the vents in there or something. The whole damned room just got freezing!� He shuddered theatrically, pulling his
t-shirt over his head. �It�s like
someone just dumped ice water down your back when you go in there!�
St
John sighed. He
knew that Bobby would dwell on it until he agreed to have Logan or Scott or
someone check the vents. �Alright, I�ll
see what I can do.� He slid from the
bed, dropping the sheet from it�s toga-like wrapping
around his shoulders, and padded naked into the bathroom. Gooseflesh rose on his skin and very
sensitive parts of his body protested to such treatment as being exposed to
refrigerator-level temperatures. �Geezum crow, you weren�t kidding,� he shuddered, his teeth
chattering as he backed out of the small bathroom and pulled the door closed
behind him. �Damned air conditioning
works too well!� Turned back to Bobby
and smiled faintly. �Want to warm me up? Those clothes come off just as easy as they
go on��
Bobby
snorted. �Again? Three times in one morning is all I can
handle right now�� He was sorely
tempted, though. St
John leaned against the bathroom door, unashamed of
his nudity, his smile growing more mischievous by the minute. �Can you wait until tonight?�
St
John sighed theatrically and pushed himself away from
the door. �I suppose I�ll have to,
unless one of the other attractive gay or bisexual males in this place just
throws himself at my feet and begs me to make mad, passionate, sweaty love to
him then and there.� He paused, then snapped his fingers. �That�s right! There aren�t any
others! Despite my best efforts to
encourage experimentation, you�re the only one who�s fallen for my wicked trap!�
Bobby
groaned. �Way to perpetuate a
stereotype, St John.� He tossed his lover a pair of recently shed
jeans. �Get dressed so we can go visit
Jean with the second wave.�
�It�s not
perpetuating it if there�s no one around to hear it,� he replied primly,
pulling his pants on sans underwear. At
Bobby�s arched brow, he said brightly, �Makes it easier later� less to take
off!�
�Don�t come
crying to me when you get caught in your zipper then.�
�Oh, you
know you�ll kiss it better,� St John
teased, oblivious to the sudden change that had come over Bobby. He pulled his shirt on and raked his fingers
through his already tousled hair and smiled at his reflection. �You left a hickey, you know. I�m going to have to tell Logan
I got it from the Danger Room or something.
But he�ll know� he always does.
Bobby, what do you�� He paused again, realizing
the deafening silence coming from his boyfriend. �Bobby?�
�What?�
Bobby said distantly, shaking his head as if that would clear mental
cobwebs. �Sorry� I� Um, I�m not feeling
too well. I feel kinda
dizzy�� As he spoke, he wavered and his
knees buckled, sending him to the floor.
�Bobby!� St John
was on his knees beside Bobby in an instant, not even noticing the burning scrapes
from friction on his legs. �What�s
wrong?� He slapped Bobby�s face gently,
shaking his shoulders. �Wake up!�
�I�m awake!
Stop shaking me� I was just� dizzy�� His
voice was hollow and his eyes were not tracking, darting instead from side to
side. �Ow. Has your room always spun
like this?�
�The sex
was good but it wasn�t THIS good,� St John
teased shakily, trying to find his level.
�Okay. I�m going to get Beast.
Don�t move!�
Bobby
nodded and closed his eyes as St John
stepped over him, opening the door and running fast as he could down the
hall. _Maybe I�m allergic to something�
Maybe my blood sugar is low. That must
be it. I didn�t eat this morning so my
blood sugar dropped to fast. Why won�t
the room stop moving? My eyes are closed� _
_Don�t fight me, Bobby. _
The voice
in his head made him gasp. It was rough,
as if the owner was out of breath and trying to sound normal. It was definitely male. _Professor? _
A laugh, bitter and sharp.
_No, not your Professor. Stop fighting me. This won�t hurt you if you just let me in�
Let me see, Bobby. I need your eyes,
your hands� I need your body. _
Bobby
gasped again, his body bowing until just his shoulders and hips touched the
floor, his torso an arch. He hurt, he
burned� then it was over. The room did not move. His breath was easy. He felt alive.
_Thank you,
Bobby� _
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