King of Pain

Chapter 5

There was a soft knock on Ororo’s door five hours after Jean had left for the airport.
She sat up in her bath with surprise.
“It’s me Scott.”
“Come in.” She felt secure that he wouldn’t try every excuse to get into the bath with her.
Scott walked into the large bathroom.
He looked at her caramel colored skin in contrast with the rich white bubbles surrounding her.
Ro smiled at him. “I know you won’t use every excuse to try and get in here with me.”
Scott was silent for a long while. Then he sat on the tub and stared at the water.
“I didn’t mean to be so harsh with you.”
She touched his cheek for a second then pulled her hand back to shake the bubbles from it.
Scott smiled at her. “Why do you have the biggest bathroom in the house?”
Ro shrugged.
Scott chuckled. “You really shouldn’t shrug in a bathtub.”
Ro fixed the bubbles around her breasts again.
Scott watched her. “I always think better with a bath.”
Ro smiled up at him. “Gambit has used that one.”
Scott stood. “Really”
He began to remove his shirt. Ro stared at him. “Have you been working out in the sun or something?”
Scott chuckled. “Shouldn’t you be concerned that I’m undressing?”
“Yes I am and why are you?”
“I think better with a bath.”
He watched her as he unzipped his pants. Ro turned away.
She heard the rustle of his pants fall to the floor then his underwear. His hands touched her feet and she moved them back.
He sat back beside her. Ro looked at his face it was still full of anger.
He closed his eyes and rested his head on her rolled up towel.
Ro gently ran her hand over his forehead.
His arm touched her breast. Ro looked at him he didn’t move.
She continued with her caress down the side of his face. He leaned into her hand.
Ro smiled. His arm touched her breast again. This time he opened his eyes to look at her.
Ro removed her hand. “Sorry.”
“Sorry for what?”
Ro giggled like a school girl when he began touching them on purpose.
“Scott!” She pushed at him playfully.

Logan heard Scott’s voice from inside Ro’s room on his way to see her.
He had heard the water running for some time and assumed she would be taking a bath. So he had thought of returning a book he had borrowed from her three months ago.
He heard her giggling and water splashing.

Scott captured her wrists. “Have dinner with me tonight?”
Ro shook the water from her hair. “What are we having?”
“What ever you like?”

Logan growled outside the door. He began knocking.
“So many visitors you have.”
“It’s probably Gambit.”
Scott smiled he knew it wasn’t Gambit. He heard the growling.
“Shall I go see what he wants?”
“No Scott I’ll go. Just close your eyes.”
Scott smiled. “All the bubbles are gone from your body.”
She looked down to see that she was exposed.
Logan heard her cry of surprise and some laughter from Scott.
He was supposed to be broken by Jean’s betrayal. He didn’t sound like a broken man.
He heard heavy footsteps coming towards the door.
It opened and Scott stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist.
The anger returned to Scott as soon as he saw Logan’s face.
“Something I can help you with Logan?”
“Wha’ the fuck are ya doin’ here Cyke?”
“That is none of your concern Logan.” Scott stepped closer to him. “And neither is Ro.”
Logan growled at him. “Ya think ya can use yer friendship to keep her from me.”
Scott smiled at him. “Why do you think everything is about you?”
“Yer doin’ a good job of makin’ it tha way Cyke.”
“Logan what are you doing here?”
Ro moved between them.
Scott felt a ripple in his chest when she touched him. He could smell her hair which was right under his nose.
Vanilla
Logan watched him smell her hair.
“Logan what do you want?” Ro asked again.
Scott took a step back from her body.
“I’ll come back later.”
“Well Scott and I are going out for dinner so I …”
“I’ll wait up.”
Scott glared at him as he looked Ro over in the bathrobe and then departed.
Ro closed the door and faced Scott.
“He was hoping you were alone.”
“I don’t want Logan Scott.”
“He must smell something when he is near you.”
Ro touched his face. “I feel the same way about Gambit when he acts like a Cajun romantic.”
Scott grabbed her wrist lightly and brought it to his lips.
“Gambit’s charms don’t work on you.”
His lips barely grazed her wrist before she pulled it away. He could feel her pulse going wild.
“Well if we are going to have dinner perhaps we should get dressed.” Ro said moving away from him.
That was interesting. Why would her pulse be so rapid perhaps the talk about Gambit?
She couldn’t have feelings for him?
Ro returned with his clothing. “Perhaps you should wear these instead of the towel.”
Scott smiled. “Think I’ll get attacked like this.”
Ro smiled. “Yes”
Scott raised an eyebrow and took his clothing and got dressed while she turned her back. “See you in an hour.” His mouth was beside her ear as he spoke.
Ro shivered not expecting him to do that or sniff along her neck. Scott stepped back and then out the door.

What was wrong with him Ororo was his best friend. He was always attracted to her. Jean would constantly joke about his crush on the weather witch. He sometimes thought she was envious of his relationship with Ororo. Especially after their fight, he spent even more time with her. Maybe he drove her to Logan maybe.
Scott pulled on a dark blue shirt and black slacks. Wearing the shades he could see some color which helped tremendously when selecting something to wear. The visor made everything pink.
Scott sat down to tie up his shoes.
Jean wanted Logan. He didn’t make her sleep with Logan neither did his crush on the weather witch. He had always had his suspicions about them.
Scott stood and ran his hands through his dark brown hair. He hadn’t gotten it cut in a while and it was getting too long. Other things were on his mind lately.
He placed it out of his face and walked from his room.

“Are ya watchin’ out fer her Gambit or jus sittin’ on yer ass like always.”
Gambit turned the volume up on the television.
“Wha are you bitchin’ bout Logan. Stormy and Scott are best friends. He jus can take a bath wit her.”
Logan walked over to the television and turned it off.
Gambit glared at him. “Gambit doesn’t like you right now Wolverine.”
“Listen Cajun that dick wants yer girl.”
Gambit stood. “Non Mon ami you want my Stormy.”
“I don’t trust tha asshole wit her.”
Gambit walked away from Logan and his ranting and went to the pool table.
He picked cue and removed the ball rack.
Snikt
The cue fell into pieces at Gambit’s feet.
“Hey.”
Logan growled at him. “She listens to ya go talk to her.”
Gambit threw the cue to the floor and picked up another. Logan raised his hand to strike.
Gambit held up a charged card.
“Gambit don’t dink you should try that again Homme.”

Ro looked at herself in the mirror. The short strapless dark blue dress clung to her curves and showed some cleavage. She hoped not a lot or did she.
“Why am I nervous?”
There was a knock at the door.
Ro opened it Gambit stood there staring at her. “Hmmmm… Fo me chère Gambit like.”
Ro smiled up at him. “What do you want?”
Gambit walked into the room and lay on the bed.
Ro closed the door. “Something wrong with your bed?”
“Gambit likes yo bed chère.”

The wolverine waited around the corner which was like being right in the room for him.
Logan had annoyed the Cajun so much he finally agreed to talk with Ro.
He just didn’t hear any talking.
He heard snoring.
To be continued