Title: Five Sentences Pt. 2
Fandom: X-Men (Movie), Supernatual.
Author:
deep_salt_waterPairing/Character: Pyro/Rogue/Dean and Logan, Pyro/Rogue/Dean, Rogue/Sam Winchester
Word Count: 353
Disclaimer: The X-Men aren’t mine; they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox. Supernatural belongs to Kripke.
Rating: R to be safe.
Summary: Three different relationships in five sentences.
Placement: Anywhere you want.
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
A/N: Designed to help me with writer's block. Feel free to request some more, any pairings go... Though Rogue will love you if they involve her. No Wincest, though.
You can thank
feeferj for this round of requests. Dirty, dirty girl!
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Rogue with John, Dean, and Logan.
Their scents clung to her, reminding him each and every time she got close that she was no longer his. He growled low in the back of his throat, the stink of that baseline and Allerdyce doing more to rouse his lust for her than months of sharing a room with Marie ever had. He didn’t want to think on it much though, because then he’d question why he was here in the first place, and he wouldn’t get to see the look of sheer ecstasy on her face. He hadn’t realised how deprived of her he was until he watched the two boys be the ones to coax her to the edge again, and again, and again. But he only reached the edge when her brown eyes finally sought his, locking with his heated gaze as she shuddering and bucked between her two lovers, and her red lips parted with a cry.
Pyro/Rogue/Dean
Hands everywhere. Rough, warm, and oh so skilled. When she moaned, there was a chuckle in her ear and she could feel a smirk against her neck as teeth bruised the otherwise unmarked flesh. Unmarked until now, and she was almost certain her other love would be moving to lay his claim any moment, but blue eyes were firmly fixed with hers, apparently content just to watch as he helped keep her poised on the edge. A kiss was pressed to the back of her neck, and she shivered and moaned again because even the smallest of intimate acts had her about to fall apart.
Rogue/Sam
Brown eyes looked up at him, quickly turning jet back as the pupils dilated, and Sam shivered, thrown off guard by the sudden change in her. A smile curved her red stained mouth, and again he shivered, shortly followed by a silent curse as she gripped his hair with a gloved hand while moving to straddle him and level the playing field. He didn’t mind, glad to get his hands on that fine ass he’d been trying not to stare at every time she’d bent over. A scarf seemed to appear out of nowhere, and was placed over his lips as she lowered her head and kissed him. The untouchable girl was suddenly very touchable, and he wasn’t about to stop with just a kiss.