Drabble: Too Much (X-Men, Pyro/Bobby, R)
Title: Too Much
Author: MistressKitty (Aphrodite_mine)
Summary: Rogue learns some things about Pyro
Characters/Pairing: Rogue, Pyro/Bobby
Universe: X-Men Movie, during X2
Rating: R
Prompt: Education
Word Count: 239
You see the fire and its a few moments before you can react. Your eyes get big, and as soon as your motor functions are able to obey the commands jumping around your brain, you rip off Bobby's mother's glove and grab John's ankle at an uncomfortable angle. You think you hear him groan, but you can't focus on that- you can only focus on the taking. Take his powers, take back the fire. Draw it all back into you.
Fucking Ronnie, calling the goddamn cops. What an asshole, I'll show them. Not your thoughts, but you keep on, never sure if you've taken enough because the fires aren't out yet. Time seems to have slowed down.
Smoke rises, and police officers cough in disbelief, and you feel full of something you can't identify. My tongue fights with his, struggling for dominance. Hands everywhere, clothes tearing in our urgency. Lips, collar-bones, fingers, hips, cocks. "What about Rogue," he gasps when I bite his earlobe and unbutton the fly of his jeans. I slide my palms roughly down his ass, pulling him closer and-
You gasp, breaking the contact. The Blackbird stirs up leaves and more smoke. It stings your eyes. John is looking at you with disgust, and you are afraid to look at Bobby because suddenly you know what it feels like- tastes like- to have him cum in your mouth (his mouth) and its all too much.
Author: MistressKitty (Aphrodite_mine)
Summary: Rogue learns some things about Pyro
Characters/Pairing: Rogue, Pyro/Bobby
Universe: X-Men Movie, during X2
Rating: R
Prompt: Education
Word Count: 239
You see the fire and its a few moments before you can react. Your eyes get big, and as soon as your motor functions are able to obey the commands jumping around your brain, you rip off Bobby's mother's glove and grab John's ankle at an uncomfortable angle. You think you hear him groan, but you can't focus on that- you can only focus on the taking. Take his powers, take back the fire. Draw it all back into you.
Fucking Ronnie, calling the goddamn cops. What an asshole, I'll show them. Not your thoughts, but you keep on, never sure if you've taken enough because the fires aren't out yet. Time seems to have slowed down.
Smoke rises, and police officers cough in disbelief, and you feel full of something you can't identify. My tongue fights with his, struggling for dominance. Hands everywhere, clothes tearing in our urgency. Lips, collar-bones, fingers, hips, cocks. "What about Rogue," he gasps when I bite his earlobe and unbutton the fly of his jeans. I slide my palms roughly down his ass, pulling him closer and-
You gasp, breaking the contact. The Blackbird stirs up leaves and more smoke. It stings your eyes. John is looking at you with disgust, and you are afraid to look at Bobby because suddenly you know what it feels like- tastes like- to have him cum in your mouth (his mouth) and its all too much.