Sweet & Wasted - A Heroes/X-Men Movieverse Darkfic chap 3
Title: Sweet & Wasted
Rating: Mature
Fandoms: Heroes/X-Men (Pre X3)
Pairings: Eventually Rogue/Claire
Warnings: Spoilers, mature content. Darkfic.
Notes: I took some Ultimate X-Men liberties with a part of this fic. Also, I'm assuming some character's pasts are similar than in the comics.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Any of them. Neither do you.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Chapter 3 - Slumber Party.
They had all gathered in the main room, moving the couches aside to make room for mattresses and sleeping bags to be laid out on the floor. The doors had been shut and there were almost excessive amounts of snacks and overly sugared beverages. The movie "Mean Girls" was playing on the 50 inch hi-def flat-screen, but it could barely be heard over the loud giggling and gossip.
Kitty held a pillow to her chest as she and the others listened to Jubilee's story, about how she caught spotted Piotr Rasputin and Jean-Paul holding hands on their way to math class. The other girls -Claire, Rogue, Kitty and Teresa- reacted accordingly. Teresa, being the youngest, was giggling sheepishly, and Kitty was blushing.
"And?" Claire asked from her out-stretched position on her mattress, head propped up by resting her temple on her knuckles. Everyone else looked at her. She shrugged back at them. "It's pretty common where I come from I mean. You mean you've never met gay guys before?"
A general murmur of 'no' answered her.
"Well, they weren't like on this movie or anything. They were pretty normal."
"Totally," Jubilee nodded. "So-Cal was teeming with metros and stuff."
"Huh," Kitty muttered. "Are we really that sheltered?"
Rogue dipped a chip into a bowl of salsa and bit into it. She enjoyed the spicy burn for a moment before speaking. "I think as mutant we have other things to worry about."
Claire shrugged. "I think that mutants and gays have more in common than a lot of people think."
After a moment of reflecting on the comment, the other girls nodded.
"So how was the movie?" Claire asked Rogue.
"Oh, he hated it." Rogue grinned. "But he was a perfect gentleman."
"What did you go see?" asked Teresa.
"Love in the Moonlit Field." Rogue giggled.
The others squealed at the girly mischief.
"Oh God," Kitty squeaked through the laughter. "What did Bobby do to deserve a punishment like that?"
Rogue's smile grew stiff and false. "Can't a gal get treated to a chick flick now an' again?"
Quickly, Claire cleared her throat and sat up. "So, you wanna hear something funny?" She was grateful that all eyes turned to her. "Wanna know how I found out I was a ...er... mutant?" She still had not grown accustomed to the term. "I was practicing in cheer, top of the pyramid. Then I was tossed upwards, and they were supposed to catch me. My catchers missed me, and I land on the gym floor and snapped my leg. Everyone rushed around looking for a teacher or coach. But then my bones began to snap back into place on their own. Then the pain stopped. Everyone was too freaked out to notice."
"So you can heal." Theresa surmised, and Claire nodded at the little red headed girl.
"Party game!" declared Jubilee. "I say we play Truth or Dare. I'll go first. I pick truth. Someone ask me a truth. Claire, you're the new girl, ask me a truth."
"Um, alright," Claire thought for a moment. "How far have you ever gone with a guy?"
The Asian girl squirmed in embarrassment. "Second base." She confessed.
Kitty's jaw dropped, and Jubilee swatted her with a pillow. "O.k. Claire," she shot back. "Your turn. Truth or Dare?"
Claire squared her shoulders and brusher her blond waves of hair off her shoulder. "Dare."
"Really?" Jubilee said, eyes twinkling at the challenge. "I dare you," she began at length. "To...kiss Rogue."
There was a collective gasp in the room, and both Rogue and Claire reddened as they looked at each other.
"But what about Rogue's power?" Theresa asked.
"Claire's a healer, like Wolverine." Jubilee pointed out. "I'm sure she'll be fine. Besides, it doesn't have to be a long kiss."
Another shrug from the blond cheerleader, and she leaned into Rogue.
"Wait!" Rogue gasped, leaning back. "I, I dunno about this. What if Claire gets hurt?"
"Then she'll heal."
"Don't push her, Jubilee," Kitty said. "If they don't want to, they don't have to."
"Ok, then they're out of the game." Jubilee said. "And they have to spend the rest of the night with their panties on their heads."
"That's groooosss!" announced Theresa.
"What if one of them's on their ...you know..." Kitty said.
"Well, then it would be very embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Jubilee replied.
"But," Rogue protested. "I can't, I mean, wouldn't it be like cheatin'?"
Claire rolled her eyes. She did not want to say that quite honestly, if Bobby could look at other girls, than Rogue should be able to as well. Maybe he didn't deserve her.
"Hey, Rogue." Claire said.
Rogue turned to her. "Yeah?"
And it was over before Rogue realized it had started. A quick touch of lips, soft and tasting like honey, though Rogue did not realize that until she licked her own lips afterwards. Claire grinned as she watched Rogue blush terribly bright.
"Oh, come on!" Jubilee coaxed. "That was a peck. I said kiss. Kiss or panty-hats."
With a defeated sigh, and a glare at Jubilee, the southern girl leaned forward and pressed he lips to Claire's.
Rogue could almost smell the lip gloss, as well as Claire's shampoo that made her hair lily scented. Rogue inhaled the smell, and her chest brushed against Claire's. Even though pajamas covered their breasts, the involuntary contact that Claire did not seem to notice made Rogue feel a bit excited.
Claire began to feel just a little weak as Rogue's power began to weave it's way into her. As Rogue broke the kiss by pulling from the girl, Claire wobbled where she sat for just an instant. The two looked at each other, Rogue was red and Claire gave the shyest smile the confident girl had ever displayed in her life.
"Ok," Jubilee announced. "Rogue's turn. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth!" She answered immediately. In her home town, Rogue was one to pick dare, figuring that truth was too safe and boring, but right now, safe and boring was just what she wanted.
"So, what's it like kissing a girl?"
Jubilee got a handful of popcorn down her top as an answer.
Rating: Mature
Fandoms: Heroes/X-Men (Pre X3)
Pairings: Eventually Rogue/Claire
Warnings: Spoilers, mature content. Darkfic.
Notes: I took some Ultimate X-Men liberties with a part of this fic. Also, I'm assuming some character's pasts are similar than in the comics.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Any of them. Neither do you.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Chapter 3 - Slumber Party.
They had all gathered in the main room, moving the couches aside to make room for mattresses and sleeping bags to be laid out on the floor. The doors had been shut and there were almost excessive amounts of snacks and overly sugared beverages. The movie "Mean Girls" was playing on the 50 inch hi-def flat-screen, but it could barely be heard over the loud giggling and gossip.
Kitty held a pillow to her chest as she and the others listened to Jubilee's story, about how she caught spotted Piotr Rasputin and Jean-Paul holding hands on their way to math class. The other girls -Claire, Rogue, Kitty and Teresa- reacted accordingly. Teresa, being the youngest, was giggling sheepishly, and Kitty was blushing.
"And?" Claire asked from her out-stretched position on her mattress, head propped up by resting her temple on her knuckles. Everyone else looked at her. She shrugged back at them. "It's pretty common where I come from I mean. You mean you've never met gay guys before?"
A general murmur of 'no' answered her.
"Well, they weren't like on this movie or anything. They were pretty normal."
"Totally," Jubilee nodded. "So-Cal was teeming with metros and stuff."
"Huh," Kitty muttered. "Are we really that sheltered?"
Rogue dipped a chip into a bowl of salsa and bit into it. She enjoyed the spicy burn for a moment before speaking. "I think as mutant we have other things to worry about."
Claire shrugged. "I think that mutants and gays have more in common than a lot of people think."
After a moment of reflecting on the comment, the other girls nodded.
"So how was the movie?" Claire asked Rogue.
"Oh, he hated it." Rogue grinned. "But he was a perfect gentleman."
"What did you go see?" asked Teresa.
"Love in the Moonlit Field." Rogue giggled.
The others squealed at the girly mischief.
"Oh God," Kitty squeaked through the laughter. "What did Bobby do to deserve a punishment like that?"
Rogue's smile grew stiff and false. "Can't a gal get treated to a chick flick now an' again?"
Quickly, Claire cleared her throat and sat up. "So, you wanna hear something funny?" She was grateful that all eyes turned to her. "Wanna know how I found out I was a ...er... mutant?" She still had not grown accustomed to the term. "I was practicing in cheer, top of the pyramid. Then I was tossed upwards, and they were supposed to catch me. My catchers missed me, and I land on the gym floor and snapped my leg. Everyone rushed around looking for a teacher or coach. But then my bones began to snap back into place on their own. Then the pain stopped. Everyone was too freaked out to notice."
"So you can heal." Theresa surmised, and Claire nodded at the little red headed girl.
"Party game!" declared Jubilee. "I say we play Truth or Dare. I'll go first. I pick truth. Someone ask me a truth. Claire, you're the new girl, ask me a truth."
"Um, alright," Claire thought for a moment. "How far have you ever gone with a guy?"
The Asian girl squirmed in embarrassment. "Second base." She confessed.
Kitty's jaw dropped, and Jubilee swatted her with a pillow. "O.k. Claire," she shot back. "Your turn. Truth or Dare?"
Claire squared her shoulders and brusher her blond waves of hair off her shoulder. "Dare."
"Really?" Jubilee said, eyes twinkling at the challenge. "I dare you," she began at length. "To...kiss Rogue."
There was a collective gasp in the room, and both Rogue and Claire reddened as they looked at each other.
"But what about Rogue's power?" Theresa asked.
"Claire's a healer, like Wolverine." Jubilee pointed out. "I'm sure she'll be fine. Besides, it doesn't have to be a long kiss."
Another shrug from the blond cheerleader, and she leaned into Rogue.
"Wait!" Rogue gasped, leaning back. "I, I dunno about this. What if Claire gets hurt?"
"Then she'll heal."
"Don't push her, Jubilee," Kitty said. "If they don't want to, they don't have to."
"Ok, then they're out of the game." Jubilee said. "And they have to spend the rest of the night with their panties on their heads."
"That's groooosss!" announced Theresa.
"What if one of them's on their ...you know..." Kitty said.
"Well, then it would be very embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Jubilee replied.
"But," Rogue protested. "I can't, I mean, wouldn't it be like cheatin'?"
Claire rolled her eyes. She did not want to say that quite honestly, if Bobby could look at other girls, than Rogue should be able to as well. Maybe he didn't deserve her.
"Hey, Rogue." Claire said.
Rogue turned to her. "Yeah?"
And it was over before Rogue realized it had started. A quick touch of lips, soft and tasting like honey, though Rogue did not realize that until she licked her own lips afterwards. Claire grinned as she watched Rogue blush terribly bright.
"Oh, come on!" Jubilee coaxed. "That was a peck. I said kiss. Kiss or panty-hats."
With a defeated sigh, and a glare at Jubilee, the southern girl leaned forward and pressed he lips to Claire's.
Rogue could almost smell the lip gloss, as well as Claire's shampoo that made her hair lily scented. Rogue inhaled the smell, and her chest brushed against Claire's. Even though pajamas covered their breasts, the involuntary contact that Claire did not seem to notice made Rogue feel a bit excited.
Claire began to feel just a little weak as Rogue's power began to weave it's way into her. As Rogue broke the kiss by pulling from the girl, Claire wobbled where she sat for just an instant. The two looked at each other, Rogue was red and Claire gave the shyest smile the confident girl had ever displayed in her life.
"Ok," Jubilee announced. "Rogue's turn. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth!" She answered immediately. In her home town, Rogue was one to pick dare, figuring that truth was too safe and boring, but right now, safe and boring was just what she wanted.
"So, what's it like kissing a girl?"
Jubilee got a handful of popcorn down her top as an answer.