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Veiled

By: Nemain
folder X-Men - Animated Series (all) › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult ++
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Veiled

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Veiled (NC-17)

Disclaimers: I own nothing, people with money and lawyers
do. No fictional characters were harmed
in the production of this work of fan fiction but I did stub my toe when I sat
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather gets owl treats for 003 because she’s
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It was her
turn. She knew he thought she had
forgotten or was upset at him and ignoring the occasion, but she was not.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She had an idea, something better than what
they had been doing. Not better, she
corrected herself, just different. It
was well past lights out when she slipped into his room.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Lance, she noticed, was gone. style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She made a mental note to thank Amara for
getting him out of the room for the evening, not exactly a difficult task but
something Rogue was grateful for nonetheless.
Her intended was sprawled across his bed sideways, head hanging near the
floor, long legs dragging on the other side.
One arm was flung over his head, fingers twitching in some dream.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She was glad he wasn’t drooling.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Slime was not to factor into the
evening. The robe, borrowed from Kittwas was too short in length and in the arms, but she did not care so much now, not
since her plan was going so well.

Carefully,
avoiding the one squeaky floorboard in the entire mansion, she moved to stand
next to the bed and dropped her robe, the fabric thudding softly to the
floor. “Todd,” she murmured.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Wake up.”

“Snkxz.”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He did not open his eyes but he did shift
slightly, snufflin hin his sleep.

“Todd,” she
crooned again, trying for sexy. He let
his other arm flop to the floor.
“Todd!”

“Wha?” he
jerked awake, sliding off the bed as a consequenspanspan style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> “Oh, hey, Marie,” he mumbled thickly, “what’re you doing in
here? Am I late for school or
somethin’?”

“No,” she
replied, trying for something seductive in her voice again.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “It’s the weekend.”

“Oh…”
Yawning widely, he climbed back up onto the bed and seemed to finally notice
what was different about her since the last time he had seen her.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “You’re…naked.” Involuntarily, he scooted back a little.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Um, I thought safe time was a week off?”

“It is,”
she agreed, but moved closer. “And I’m
not naked…” She was kneeling on the
bed, leaning back against her heels to give him a better view.sty"mso"mso-spacerun: yes"> She smiled as his eyes traveled from her
breasts down her stomach to the tattoo on her thigh and then over a few inches
to her woman, wh, where they lingered.
“Want to see?”

“I’m
seein’, and you look pretty damned nude to me.” He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “You sure you ain’t sleepwalkin’ or nothin’?”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> His eyes flicked over to Lance’s bed and he
let out a small sigh of relief to see they were alone.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He knew Lance was too into Amara to do
anything with Rogue, but Todd hated the idea of anyone seeing her naked other
than him.

“Very
sure. Give me your hand.”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She held out one of hers, palm- up, and
waited. The thin material covering her
body itched a little, but she did not move as he considered her hand.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Trust me,” she urged.

Todd
tentatively reached out, closing his eyes as he pressed his hand against
hers. “Hey!” Said eyes flew open.
“You’re…you’re…covered!”

Rogue could
not help the grin that spread across her face.
“Yep. Found ittowntown last
week…blew my allowance and budget till after I graduate college,
but…Hell.” She shrugged aloselosed her
fingers over his hand. “Like it?”

“Uh
huh…” He smiled a little.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “So we can do stuff without clothes on
now…even if it’s not safe time?”

“Well, with
this on,” she amended, “but it’s almost n…” She leaned forward and, using a small scrap of the fabric left
from her foray into sewing to protect him from her powers, kissed him softly on
the lips, sighing when his hand came to rest on her back.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> The fabric was very thin, a transparent mesh
thing meant for dancers but with a little mending, she had made it suitable for
her needs. She had found some more of
the fabric on a trip to the craft store and bribed Rahne to help her make
coverings for her hands and feet with it, glad the girl did not ask why she
needed them. She pulled away slightly
and smiled anew. “I don’t know how long
Amara’s gonna keep Lance tied up…” She
had a feeling the phrase was literal in this case.

Todd nodded
and kissed her again through the fabric square, pulling her close so that he
could move her, turning so she lay on her back against his pillows.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He broke the kiss to breathe and could only
stare at her. It was so rarely he saw
her naked that each time he felt greedy for it, wanting to memorize every line
and curve and dip and swell just in case it never happened again.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He could almost believe his luck in having
her in his bed but he could never quite believe she came willingly, even when
she was the one sneaking in the middle of the night. He reached out and ran a hesitant hand over her shoulder, venting
a breath he had not been aware he had been holding when the draining he had almost
expected did not come. His hand moved
from her shoulder to the space below her ar bar bone to her breast, which he
cupped adoringly, passing his thumb over the turgid peak of her nipple.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She sighed and closed her eyes, her fingers
reaching up to join his, pressing his hand against her in a silent query for
more. Todd shifted on his knees so that
he was closer, her warmth tangible through his pajama bottoms.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He felt his arousal keenly; it was almost
painful, trying to hold back while she was there like that.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He bent to her, capturing the rosy flesh
tenderly. He felt her shudder as he
drew on it, his tongue making lazy circles ever encroaching on the sensitive
tip. She arched against him and he let
his hand wander down her body, feeling her skin through the mesh fabric,
growing ever warmer as he reached the apex of her thighs.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He paused, so close to the waiting silken
flesh that he could hardly contain himself.
“Can I?”

She
sighed. “Not this time…style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I’m…well, it’s sort of…open there…”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She blushed furiously in the pale light of
the room. “So we could…um…”

“Gotcha,”
he nodded, pressing his fingers into her hips to keep from moving towards the
object of his focus. “Could you, um,
reach in my nightstand there?” He
pressed a kiss to her stomach, wishing he could taste her flesh, taste her
sex. He felt her move beneath him and
heard her rifle through the drawer one handed but he scarcely paid anytenttention. He was too wrapped up in the
feel of her stiffened flesh against his tongue as he laved first one breast,
then the other, her body rocking involuntarily against his.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She pressed the foil packet into his hand as
he moved back down her body, nuzzling the plane and slight swell of her
stomach, inhaling her scent as he worked his pajama bottoms down his legs.style="mso-spacerun: yes">

Rogue hated
the seconds it took to protect himself from her and her from him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> It meant he was not touching her and in her
mindset, that was a torture worse than anything, so close and so willing but
not being touched… When he bent over
her again, she arched her hips, offering herself up to him.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He ran his hands down her thighs reverently,
then back up to her bent knees. A plea
was on her lips as he guided himself into her, his eyes sweeping her body once
more then coming to rest back on her face.
His eyes grew hazy as he slid into her depths, the warmth and wetness of
her only muted a little by the prophylactic.
She sighed and brought her gloved hands up to grasp his wrists as he
held her hips, lifting her to him. The
fabric over her breasts and sensitized skin sent frissons of sensation through
her veins, coupling with the feeling of Todd inside her, moving towards
release; she had a desperate wish that he could feel all of her, even without
their protection between them, allowing the wish even though she knew it was foolish.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Instead of being painful as it usually was,
this time it made her stomach flutter in excitement. She knew he could see all of her, not just a bit here or there
covered by her black, green or red body suit, not just whatever needed to be
uncovered for their joining. She felt
his eyes on her like a touch of his fingers, goosebumps raising on her skin
wherever his gaze lingered.

Her sigh
sent a sharp shiver down his spine. She
moved against him in counterpoint to his pace, raising when he pulled away,
contracting around him to hold him within her.
He knew he would not last much longer, the tight burning in his belly
growing too much to bear. When she
reached up and closed her fingers over her own breast, he was lost.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She pinched
the rosy peak lightly, tugging there and moanis hes he filled her with
his length. He closed his eyes and bit
down on his lip to keep from crying out but he could not help the strangled
groan he made as he climaxed within her.
He felt her shudder and jumped a little as her gloved fingers moved
between her thighs, touched the pearl of her desire as he still moved within
her. She cried out softly, a sound that
was either his name or a plea to God, and he felt her convulse and shiver in
her own climax. She would not let him
withdraw from her for a long time, panting to catch her breath when he finally
did.

He quickly
disposed of the protection and moved to lay down next to her, careful of her
exposed face and neck. “Marie,” he said
quietly, “that was…”

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she said, cutting him off, “I’m gonna wear this again tomorrow night…”style="mso-spacerun: yes">
She laughed aloud at his wide grin.style="mso-spacerun: yes">