Gambit
Gambit was sitting on a bench outside at the Xavier Insitute, when he spotted Demetria.
"Cheri," he greeted. "How are yo'?"
Demetria
"Remy!"
Demetria smiled.
"Better now that I've seen you, that's for certain."
She flicked some of her hair out of her eyes, still smiling.
Gambit
Gambit smiled and embraced her.
"Glad ta know I've brighten yo' day, Cheri. And how have t'ings been since we spoke last?"
Demetria
"Not so good," Demetria said quietly and leant her head against his shoulder.
"Gwen isn't doing very well, and it's tearing Mordred apart. I can see it...we've been friends for quite a while, and I wish I could help, but I really can't. And that hurts."
Gambit
"Ahh," Gambit replied, putting his arm around her shoulders. "Yes I see. No one likes ta feel helpless."
He kissed her forehead.
"If dere's anyt'ing I can do, Cheri, just let me know."
Demetria
"Thank you, Remy."
Demetria smiled at him, turning her head slightly to look into his red eyes.
"But enough of that...how have you been?"
Gambit
"I've been good," Gambit replied. "Business has been very good lately."
He paused and smiled back.
"Would you like ta go out fo' ice cream or somet'ing, Cheri?"
Demetria
"That sounds nice," Demetria said.
"It'll be good to get out of the mansion..."
Gambit
Gambit nodded.
"Some people need a change of scenery," he said as they departed. "Others need to return to da familar."
He smiled at her.
"And I could always return to dis."
Demetira
Demetria smiled back shyly.
"Well, that's good to hear...since I'll probably be staying at the mansion for a while."
Gambit
"Dats not what I was refering to," Gambit grinned.
He moved her arm down from her shoulders to her waist.
Demetria
"Oh, really now?"
Demetria smiled a slightly sly smile.
Gambit
"Yes," Gambit replied. "Oh now I do like dat look on yo' Cheri. Very alluring."
Demetria
"Alluring?"
Demetria lifted an eyebrow slightly.
"Well, I'll just have to remember that. For future use."
Gambit
Gambit attempted to nod seriously but couldn't hide the smile from his face.
"Really, Cheri, that mischevious glint in your eye is most attractive."
Demetria
"Is it now?"
Demetria smiled, before tracing her finger along the curve of Gambit's lip.
"I have to admit I like to see you smile..."
Gambit
That comment only made Gambit smile more. He kissed her finger.
"Ahh... ice cream," he smiled.
He led her over to the ice cream parlour.
"What shall it be, Cheri? My treat o' course."
Demetria
"Icecream..."
Demetria looked thoughtful as she studied the choices.
"I think...the coffee one, please, Remy."
Gambit
"Certainly."
He bought a double scoop cone of coffee ice cream for Demetria and a chocolate one for himself.
"Enjoy," he said, giving her the cone.
Demetria
"Thank you, Remy."
Demetria smiled at him, then licked at her icecream cone.
"So, where to next? Or should we just generally wander?"
She licked again, wide almost innocent eyes on his face.
Gambit
Gambit stared in silence for a moment, then shook himself.
"Uhh... we could go for a walk in da park?" he suggested.
Boy, Demetria could do some... interesting... things with an ice cream.
Demetria
"That sounds good," Demetria said, noting Gambit's reaction with more then a little bit of satisfaction. Good to see she hadn't lost her touch.
"Sounds perfect, darrrling."
She swirled her tongue around the side of the icecream cone. Mainly to catch any drips. But also because it was funny to watch Gambit's face when she did it.
Gambit
Gambit nodded, and used his own ice cream as a pretence not to say anything. He took her hand and headed towards the park.
"Think of something to say! He told himself, but no words came to mind.
Demetria
Demetria licked at her icecream cone thoughtfully as they walked into the park.
What to do, what to do...
What to say?
She was on rather thin ice, after all. There was Rogue and all *that* entailed.
Demetria frowned slightly, then shook her head faintly. Don't worry about that. You're the one here, and she's not.
Gambit
"It's a beautiful day today," Gambit said at last. "Much like someone else I could mention."
He smiled at Demetria.
Yep, she was still licking that ice cream in that... that rather seductive manner that was really turning him on...
Demetria
"Sunny, beautiful day..."
Demetria turned her face to the sky, closing her eyes for a moment then looking forward again.
"Quite unusual for this time of the year."
She smiled at him, then curled her tongue around a dollop of the coffe flavoured icecream, carrying it to her mouth.
"This was a good idea."
Gambit
"Oh boy, was it a good idea..."
"Yes," Gambit said aloud. "I thought so."
Gambit bit into his cone wondering how was it some women could make the simpilest things so alluring.
Demetria
Demetria laughed.
"Well, you would. It *was* your idea. But I just happen to agree with you."
She nibbled around the edge of the cone, before licking up more icecream.
Gambit
Gambit leaned on the bridge railing, overlooking the pond.
"So, uhh, enjoying your ice cream?"
"Now there's a stupid question."
Demetria
"Very much so," Demetria said, smiling to herself as she stood next to him.
"How's yours?"
Gambit
"Chocolate is always good," Gambit replied.
He took another bite of his cone, the ice cream freezing his teeth a little.
Demetria
"Chocolate is indeed always of the good."
Demetria grinned, then took a slightly bigger bite of her cone. Nearly done, she noticed sadly. And it had been a very good icecream too...
Gambit
Gambit finished off his ice cream.
"Always," he agreed.
Then he reached over and touched the side of her face.
"You're very beautiful, Cheri,"
Demetria
Demetria looked at him through half lidded eyes as she finished off the last bite of her icecream cone.
"Do you really think so?"
Gambit
"Yes, Cheri, I do," Gambit replied.
And on that note, he leaned over and kissed her lips softly.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back, one hand going hesitantly to his neck.
Chocolate and coffee. They taste good together.
Gambit
Gambit's hand slipped around Demetria's waist while the one that was already touched her face moved to the back of her head. He kissed her more deeply.
Demetria
Demetria put her other hand around his neck, fingers playing with the wisps of hair at the base of his skull.
Goodness, but he was good at this.
Gambit
Gambit kept kissing her for a minute or two longer, then slowly pulled way and kissed her nose. He gazed into her eyes, wondering what he should say next.
Demetria
Demetria smiled slightly and tilted her head to the side as she looked at him.
"So..."
Gambit
"Well..." Gambit said hesitantly. "We could keep wandering around the park. Maybe watch a movie. Or... or we could go somewhere a little more... private?"
Demetria
"Well, they all sound good."
Demetria leaned up and kissed him again.
"But the last one sounds better."
Gambit
Gambit rested his hands on her hips, his forehead touching hers.
"Anywhere in mind?"
He didn't particularily want to take her back to his hotel room. Heck he didh=n't even want to go back himself. Dingy, dirty thing, insects... You got used to it but that didn't mean you liked it.
Demetria
"Hmmm..." Demetria thought for a few moments.
Mansion? Too crowded. And Rogue. Not nice to rub her face in it. And she was stuck in a dorm room. Way too public.
"Well...one of the advantages of being a teleporter..." she 'ported to an apartment she knew her parents owned in New York. Octavian had argued and made sure it was empty in case they wanted to use it. "Is that anywhere is accessible. If you have a picture." She smiled at Gambit. "Tavvie argued our parents into making sure we had somewhere outside the mansion to stay if we needed to..."
Gambit
Gambit looked around, but without moving away from her.
"Nice," he said approvingly before moving in to kiss her some more.
Demetria
"I thought so..." Demetria kissed him back.
Far too long since she'd done this. Far, far too long. And didn't he smell good? He did. Very nice all around, actually.
Gambit
Gambit wrapped his arms further around her waist and tugged at the hem of her shirt. He wasn't entirely sure how far and fast Demetria wanted to go, so he opted not to pull it off, just feel her skin just above her waist.
Demetria
Demetria made a moan of approval into his mouth. Oh yes. Very good. She slid her hands up under his top, careful not to scratch or tickle. That wouldn't be good. Mmmm. Very nice...
Gambit
Gambit took this as encouragement to go further. So while his tongue was playing tonsil hockey with her, he slipped one hand further up her shirt where it rubbed her bakc for a moment before casually slipping it around to the front, tracing her bra all the way.
Demetria
Demetria's eyes half closed in pleasure. Well, he was a Thief. They were meant to be good with their hands. She rubbed her thumbs over his nipples, feeling them harden under her hands. "Coat. Off," she ordered before kissing him again.
Gambit
Gambit was more than happy to oblige. He removed his hands long enough to remove his coat, and then put them right back where they were. Then, as an after thought, moved his lower hand up her back and unhooked her bra.
"If there are no objections?" he whispered.
Demetria
"Not from me," Demetria said in a husky voice, blue eyes darkening almost to black. She could still taste chocolate in his mouth...and behind that, the taste she was coming to classify as just him. Remy.
Gambit
Gambit stopped kissing Demtria long enough to pull their shirts off and then right back to kissing her as he removed her bra. He put one arm back around her waist and held her close and he ran his fingers over her breasts and softly rubbed her nipples.
Demetria
"Mmmmm..." Demetria moaned into his mouth. She ran her hands over his back lightly, noticing faintly that he was very well muscled indeed. Nice. She moved her hips slightly, rocking against him.
Gambit
Gambit decided this couldn't very well go on much longer standing up. He picked her up and laid her down on the couch.
"Unless, of course," he said, his voice quiet and low, "you'd prefer a bed?"
Demetria
"I'm not exactly sure where the bed is. I haven't been here before. Just seen the pictures Tav gave me," Demetria said breathlessly. "Couch is fine, just fine, darrrling..."
Gambit
"Okay," he whispered agreeably.
He kissed her lips softly, then her cheek, and then concentrated on her neck and face in general. His hands gently caressed her breasts, rolling his thumbs around her hardened nipples.
Demetria
Demetria leaned her head back to let him do whatever he wanted, sighing softly.
She returned the favour, nails trailing along his sides before she brought her hands down to his hips, grinding their pelvises together.
"Please..." She wasn't even sure what she was asking for.
Gambit
One hand trailed down to Demetria's pants and Gambit started to undo them. His lips moved to the abandoned breast and he kissed it gently.
Demetria
Demetria raised her hips slightly to help him get them off. She couldn't help being happy that she'd decided to wear a nice underwear set today. Black lace, to be precise.
She undid the buckle of his belt with nimble fingers.
Gambit
Gambit pulled off her jeans and traced her underwear for a moment before removing those as well. Then he began helping Demetria to remove his own pants.
Demetria
Demetria ran her fingers along him, stroking gently, before helping him remove his pants entirely.
"Do you have...something?" Demetria said, not wanting to break the mood but definetely not wanting to become pregnant.
Gambit
Gambit reached back for his pants and fished out his wallet. One handedly (the other was still caressing her breast) he took out a condom he kept there just in case.
"Voila," he said.
Demetria
"Very good," Demetria purred as she took it from him. She opened the package and carefully slid it on, teasing little flicks of her fingers against his inner thighs as she did so.
Gambit
Gambit gave an appreciative moan, kissed her and grinned. Then he moved one hand down to her inner thigh and did some of his own teasing.
Demetria
Demetria spread her legs wider and moaned. "Remy...please..."
She kissed him ferverently.
Gambit
Gambit moved his hand up and proceeded to enter her. His mouth and hand never left her body even for a moment. Damn, she felt so good!
Demetria
"Oh, oh god..." Demetria rocked her hips. He felt soooo right. She wrapped her legs around his lower back and urged him in deeper. "Remy..."
Gambit
Gambit pushed in harder. His caressing got rougher.
"Demetria..." he moaned.
Demetria
"Please, please, please," Demetria gasped, encouraging him on.
*Far* too long since she'd done this. Oh god, what had it been? Over a year. *Far*, far too long.
"Remy..."
Gambit
"All yours Dem..."
Gambit engulfed her mouth with his own as he went in all the way.
Demetria
Demetria moaned into his mouth. Oh god. He was...big, to put it mildly. So deep... She wriggled her hips, encouraging him to move.
"Remy..."
Gambit
Gambit exited and rolled over so that Demetria was on top of him. He traced her jawline with his fingers.
"Dem..."
Demetria
Demetria raised herself up, kissing him as she sank back down onto him. Oh god... She started to ride Gambit, throwing her head back, eyes half closed in pleasure. "Remy..."
Gambit
"Dem..." Gambit groaned.
The hand that had been practically attached to her breast from the beginning began to nead with greater vigor. The other hand massaged her hip.
Demetria
"Mmmmm..." Demetria purred, rocking her hips and squeezing him lightly as she moved. Her hands were flat against his chest as she moved up and down and she bent her head to kiss him.
Gambit
Gambit's mouth met hers with a passion. His tongue explored her mouth enthusiatically.
Demetria
She was so close...so close... Demetria ground her hips down and threw her head back with a short scream.
"REMY!"
Gambit
Gambit groaned, closing his eyes partly.
"Demetria..."
Demetria
"Ahhhh, Remy, Remy, Remy..." Demetria moaned as her hips rose and fell rythmically. She tightened around him deliberately.
Gambit
"Dem..."
Gambit took her up in his arms again, pulling her down and covering her with kisses.
Demetria
Demetria moaned into his mouth, then cried out softly as she started to come.
"Oh goddd, Remy..."
Gambit
Gambit proceeded to enter her again. He held her close to him as if even the barest millimetre apart would destroy him.
"Demetria..."
Demetria
Demetria clung onto him, eyes wide and unfocused. So dark a blue they were almost black.
"Reeeemmmmmyyyyy..."
Gambit
Gambit kissed her, sending his tongue in her mouth again as he came.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back, feeling rather content now. Like a cat basking in the sun. Warm all through and so very relaxed...
"Mmmm..."
She closed her eyes briefly, eyelashes long and dark against her cheeks as she laid her head against his chest.
"Perfect."
Gambit
Gambit sighed and put his arms around her, one hand gently rubbing her back. He kissed her head.
"Yes," he agreed.
Demetria
"Glad you agree."
Demetria smiled slightly and they lay thre for a few moments in silence.
"I think we need a shower."
She laughed quietly.
Gambit
Gambit smiled, drawing circles on her back.
"Seperately... or together?" he asked softly.
Demetria
"What's the fun in seperate showers?" Demetria teased.
"I'm sure it's big enough...everything else in the place seems to be big..."
Gambit
Gambit chuckled then kissed her.
"I can agree with yo' there, Cheri," he replied, touching her breast lightly.
Demetria
"Indeed," Demetria said, eyes half closed and sultry.
She got up off the couch and moved across to one of the doors, swaying her hips slightly as she walked, long golden hair brushing her butt.
She looked inside.
"Kitchen..."
She moved across to another door.
"Ah. Bedroom."
She leant around the door, one leg slightly up.
"With bathroom."
She walked inside, throwing a coy look back to Gambit over her shoulder as she disappeared into the room.
Gambit
Gambit grinned and followed her in. Demetria sure had 'sex appeal' written all over her.
"You're right," Gambit said. "Big enough fo' two."
He reached in and turned on the taps. When it was at an approrpiate temperature, he stepped inside and pulled her in with him.
Demetria
Demetria laughed, water wetting down the fine silky strands of her hair and beading on her eyelashes. She reached up to kiss him, hands going around his neck.
Gambit
Gambit slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her gently.
"Yo' are so beautiful, Cheri," he murmered. "If I died now it would be of sheer happiness."
Demetria
Demetria chuckled slightly.
"Please don't. Be rather hard to explain, really. No officer, I didn't purposefully kill my boyfriend...honest."
She batted her eyelashes and pouted slightly.
Gambit
Gambit laughed as he gently began to wash her.
"Okay, I won't," he promised.
He kissed her again.
Demetria
"Good to hear," Demetria said as she started to return the favour.
She deliberately ignored his groin, washing everywhere but there as she kissed him sweetly.
Oh, she loved being a tease.
Gambit
Gambit moaned a little.
"Tease," he accussed her. "Two can play at this game, y'know."
Demetria
"Teasing can be ever so fun," Demetria purred, looking up at him through lowered lashes.
She grazed him with her hand very lightly.
Gambit
Gambit closed his eyes briefly, then went about washing her everywhere except her groin and breasts.
Demetria
Demetria smiled slightly. Oh, he had no idea what he'd just let himself in for.
She started to rub her breasts slowly with the washcloth, teasing her nipples into stiff little peaks.
Then she reached past him to get more soap from the dispenser, brushing his chest and thigh lightly.
Gambit
Gambit gulped. Then decided he wasn't much good with the teasing and slipped his fingers between her thighs and rubbed her tenderly. He started kissing her neck.
Demetria
Demetria moaned softly and let her thighs slide apart to allow him easier access. Had she mentioned the talented hands? She hoped she had. Because they really were.
She slid a hand down to his shaft and stroked it gently, feeling it harded within her palm.
"Remy..."
Gambit
"Mmmm... yes Cheri?" Gambit asked.
He slowly inserted a finger while his other hand started massaging her breast yet again.
Demetria
"Ohhhh, godddd, just keep doing that..." Demetria moaned. Nice hands. Good hands. And she tended to stop thinking about now...
Her hand kept stroking him as her other hand scraped her nails lightly down his chest.
Gambit
"Whatever you want, Cheri," Gambit replied.
He inserted a second finger, and leaned over to suck her other breast.
Demetria
Demetria mewled slightly and rocked back and forth on his fingers with faint movements of her hips.
She didn't stop moving her hand on Gambit either.
Gambit
Gambit played with Demetria's nipple with his tongue. He kneaded her other breast with a new intensity as he inserted a third finger.
Demetria
"Oh, oh, goddddd, Remy..."
Demetria's eyes closed in pleasure.
"Please..."
She scraped a fingernail lightly over the head of his shaft, before cupping his balls in her other hand and rolling them slightly. The first hand resumed stroking.
Gambit
Gambit moaned a little as he nipped her breast.
In went finger number four.
Demetria
"Oh, oh, oh," Demetria said breathlessly.
Her head lolled back on her neck, eyes closed as the water beat down on her face.
Gambit
Gambit removed his fingers and took up Demetria's hand instead. Then he inserted himself in her again.
Demetria
"Oh, oh GOD!" Demetria cried out in a high voice, not quite screaming.
She squeezed his hand tightly. Since her back already was against the showerwall, she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, feeling him deep inside.
Gambit
Gambit exited and then entered her again. He kissed her cheek, then then drifted down to her neck.
"Demetria..." he moaned as he came.
Demetria
Demetria's mouth opened in a silent cry as she came, shuddering in his arms.
She hung onto him desperately, almost wishing the moment would never end.
Then the water turned cold.
She yelped with shock.
Gambit
Gambit jumped as well, and reached for the taps, twisting them sharply. He stood there panting helplessly for a moment.
"Well... dat was... a bit of a rude shock," he murmured.
Demetria
"That was...really rather nasty," Demetria panted.
"And now I'm cold. I *detest* being cold."
She smiled wryly.
"Which is why I don't live in England anymore..."
She reached behind him for a towel, shivering slightly.
Gambit
"Here, allow me," Gambit replied.
He took the towel and began to dry her off, but without the intension of arosing her again.
Demetria
Demetria let him, then took the towel from him as she stepped out of the shower.
She started to rub her hair vigourously.
"I like having long hair...but sometimes, it's a pain."
She passed him another towel, a clean one.
Gambit
Gambit smiled.
"Well, I like it," he said, taking the towel. "Especially on yo', Cheri."
He dried himself off.
Demetria
"Part of the reason why I keep it long..."
Demetria bent at the waist and let her hair fall over her face as she used the towel to absorb more water.
"Glad you like it."
She flicked her hair back, it just slightly damp and heavy now. Oh, Tav was going to know why she was coming back with wet hair. She smiled slightly.
Gambit
Gambit smiled back. He finished drying himself off and then leaned over and gave her a kiss.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back, then gave her hair a final rub. She'd be able to 'port back, and not have to be outside too long with wet hair.
She dumped it in the laundry basket.
"Don't worry about cleaning up...Tav will have made sure there's a maid service."
A thought crossed her mind and she didn't let the sudden worry show on her face. In the shower...they hadn't used any protection. But she had a morning after pill back at the mansion...oh, dear...she should be alright. Anyway, it wasn't as if she didn't have enough money to pop out and visit a doctor if any accidents occured.
She smiled at Remy again, then padded out to put her clothes back on.
Gambit
"Whatever yo' say Cheri," Gambit replied, putting his towel in the basket as well.
He followed her out, enjoying the sight of her walking around naked, and started picking up his clothes as well.
Demetria
Demetria smiled as she slipped her bra on, then pulled her top over her head. Now...where in the world had her knickers gone?
She was a bit sore...but in a good way. A *very* good way.
Where had her knickers got to?
Gambit
Gambit got back into his pants and picked up his shirt.
"Missing something, Cheri?" Gambit asked.
Demetria
"My knickers," Demetria said succintly.
She wandered over to the couch and dug in between the cushions.
"There they are."
She slid the skimpy piece of black lace on and then went to put her jeans on.
"Sometimes I just don't bother with them, but that's a nice set..."
Gambit
"A very nice set," Gambit agreed as he shrugged on his shirt.
He buckled his belt and then picked up his coat.
Demetria
Demetria grinned.
"Glad you think so."
She wriggled into her skin tight jeans, before zipping them up and buttoning them. She glanced at the clock on the wall.
"I think I better get back to the mansion...got anyplace you'd like me to 'port you to?"
Gambit
"I can get to where I need ta go from dere, Cheri," Gambit replied.
He put his hand on her waist and kissed her gently.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back.
"Fine with me..."
She closed her eyes and put her hand on his shoulder before 'porting them back to the mansion grounds.
"And we're back."
She opened her eyes slowly.
Gambit
Gambit smiled at her. He ran his finger down her nose.
"T'was a great day, Cheri," he said quietly. "I hope I can take yo' out again sometime."
Demetria
"It was...a much nicer day then when it started."
A smile blossomed on Demetria's face.
"Thank you for taking me out, Remy. It was lovely."
Gambit
"Any time Cheri," Gambit replied, taking a moment to kiss her hand. "Any time. Farewell."
And Gambit started walking off.
Demetria and Octavian
"See you, Remy!"
Demetria smiled and walked back into the mansion.
Octavian caught her, and his eyes widened slightly. "Wet hair?"
"I had a shower..."
"Oh. Oh!" He grinned. "Naughty girl."
"Remy happened to think I was perfect," Demetria said with dignity and walked away. And he told me that he loved me...
Demetria floated slightly.