Disclaimer: Characters are Marvels, not mine....
Storm and
Gambit strolled into the mansion and headed toward the Professors office. It was
a little late but Charles had been expecting them.
“Storm,
Gambit. I trust the mission was successful?”
“Yes Professor,
everything went well.” Storm glanced at Gambit and made no mention of his
little altercation.
“Well, seeing
that both of you look a little tired, I’ll take the disk and have it analyzed. Who
has it?”
“Dat would be
moi Professor.” Gambit boasted like no other of his abilities as a thief. He reached inside his jacket to get the disk
but couldn’t find it. He started to look confused and a little panicked as he
fumbled around.
“I have it
Charles.” Storm pulled out the disk and placed it on his desk. She couldn’t
help but giggle at Gambit’s look of disbelief as his mouth hung open. Storm
winked at him; she couldn’t resist teasing him.
“Thank you
Storm, you two should get some sleep. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight
Professor.” Storm left the room and Gambit lazily followed. Gambit swaggered
behind her the whole way as she entered her room. With arms crossed and a look
of admiration in his eyes, Gambit leaned against the opening of her doorway and
started to clap.
“Well done
Stormy.” Storm took off her jacket and turned to see Gambit staring at her with
those seductive red eyes and a mischievous smile.
“Thank you,
and don’t call me that. I was once a thief too and besides, I just wanted to see
you sweat a little.”
Storm was
standing in front of her mirror running a comb through her hair when Gambit came
up behind her and placed his hands on her smooth shoulders.
He playfully
whispered in her ear, “Dere’s more’n one way ta see me sweat, chere.”
Storm’s blue
eyes widened in shock at his comment. She turned around and swatted him on the
arm, yet she couldn’t keep a straight face. He always new how to make her laugh.
She went into the bathroom to change and later came out to find Gambit
stretched out on her bed.
Gambit looked
up and saw Storm standing there in a tight black tank top and tiny black shorts.
He raised his eyebrow and patted the spot next to him. Storm smiled and laid beside
him. She curled up next to him and gently laid her head on his chest. Gambit twirled
her soft white hair in between his fingers. They chatted for a while as they
usually did late at night. But Gambit felt he had to explain to Storm why he
acted the way he did earlier.
“Stormy, I’m
sorry for everyt’ing dat happened t’night. I jus’ lost ma temper an’ I didn’t
like dat guy puttin’ his hands on ya like dat.” Gambit didn’t normally open up
about his feelings to anyone except Storm, and even then it wasn’t that easy.
He just had to tell her how he felt because it was eating away at him.
“I jus’.... I
think ah’m in.... Stormy?” When he got no response he looked down at her and saw
her fast asleep. He kissed her forehead and slowly drifted to sleep.
It was about
three a.m. when Gambit was awakened by Storm turning on her side. She was face
to face with him. Gambit was a little groggy and not really aware of what he was
doing. He pressed his body to hers and rested his hand on her behind. Storm was
just as groggy because she didn’t protest. Gambit kissed her softly on the lips
and began moving down her neck. Storm was naturally more awake now as she felt
his warm lips on her neck. Her breathing deepened as his hands began to roam
her body. Although she hadn’t let on,
she heard every word Gambit said—or was about to say. She loved him—she always
had but never really realized it till now. Storm always kept her feelings
inside to control her powers, but this was one moment where they were both vulnerable.
Storm let herself give in to her desires. She pulled Gambit on top of her and kissed
him passionately. Gambit eased himself in between her legs and ran his hand up her
shirt. Both moaned in response to the others touch. Gambit didn’t realize how
fiery Storm was under her cool exterior; nor did Storm realize that Gambit was
all he said was and more—she just thought he was all talk. They “carried on”
for quite a while and were literally exhausted by the time the sun rose.
It was about
eight in the morning before Storm and Gambit came down for breakfast.
Wolverine was
alone in the kitchen drinking coffee when he saw the two of them waltz in looking
quite disheveled. He was use to seeing Gambit look this way but he was especially
surprised by the look of Storm. Her hair was tousled and she looked like she hadn’t
gotten any sleep. But even in her current state she was just about the most beautiful
woman anyone had ever seen.
“Hey darlin’.
Gumbo keep you up all night?”
“What?” Storm
wondered if he heard them last night or even knew what happened.
“You look
tired Ro. Did Cajun over there wear you out last night?” Wolverine was beginning
to suspect something was up between those two.
“In a manner
of speaking Logan, yes he did”, Storm looked over at Gambit who nearly choked
on the coffee he was drinking. He was trying to cover up his laughter by
turning his back to them.
“You alright
over there, Cajun?” Wolverine raised his eyebrow suspiciously at Gambit.
“I be alright
Logan, jus’ give me a few minutes”, Gambit managed to control himself for a moment
before turning around with a smile on his slightly red face.
Wolverine was
beginning to get annoyed and slowly backed out of the room never breaking eye
contact with them. He turned the corner and was only a few steps away before he
heard hysterical laughter coming from the two of them. He walked back and stuck
his head in and saw them standing a little too close to each other laughing
away. Neither Gambit nor Storm saw him.
Wolverine walked away shaking his head.
“Those two
should just do it and get it over with”, he growled.
THE END