Spike and Demetria
The first rehearsals of the Moulin Rouge musical went off without a hitch.
The chorus started to learn the Can Can and the words for the first song. There was general song learning all round.
After the rehearsal went late to 5:45 rather then the stated 4:00 because everyone was having fun, Spike kept Demetria back.
"I've got the Green Fairy costume already, pet," Spike told her, handing her a bag.
Demetria eyed it suspiciously. That bag was rather small...
"Go pop it on, then come give us a look see."
She shrugged and went to do what the vampire asked in one of the small changing rooms off the main auditorium.
When she came back out, her blue eyes were snapping with anger.
Spike wolf whistled.
"Spike! This, this is not a costume! This is-eek!"
Spike started smoothing green and gold body glitter over her arms.
"Spike! You're not listening! I can't go on wearing this! And your hands are cold!" Demetria protested.
She was wearing a green g-string with gold hoops at the side holding the back part to the front. The underwear had greeny gold silken threads falling from it, giving an effect like a hula skirt. Except the hula skirt barely even reached the curves of her thighs. A green opaque silk scarf formed a sort of halter top, the scarf crossing at the front and tying behind her neck.
"SPIKE! You're not listening!"
"Say what, pet? Hold still."
Spike started to apply her makeup.
"Spike, I have a date tonight!"
Gambit
Gambit arrived at the mansion for his date with Demetria. He was told she was still in the auditorium, so he headed there, and headed backstage.
"Dem?" he called.
Then he saw her. And his jaw dropped.
Demetria and Spike
Demetria blushed a full body blush.
"Oh god!"
"And you would be...?" Spike drawled, one hand paused in painting gold paint onto Demetria's skin, other hand on her shoulder.
"Spike...let go. Now. So I can disappear and die of shame."
Gambit
"Gambit's da name," Gambit replied. "Well, Cheri, I understand why you were worried about what your costume might turn out to be. I was right, you do look amazing, but perhaps..."
He paused, considering how to say it tactfully.
Demetria and Spike
"I look like a whore."
"Well, you'll be in character then," Spike said.
"Slow painful death for you."
"Hate to break it to you, ducks, but I'm already dead." Spike winked at her.
"Bottom half...I'm not wearing it. Top half, we can be diplomatic about."
"You might shock the audience a little if you go out there with no knickers on, pet."
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
Gambit
"As I understand it," Gambit said. "Dis is a school. A high school. Are you sure dressing Dem up this much to da part is appropriate? From What I hear, dere's enough sex going on withou' encouraging it any more."
Demetria and Spike
"From the stage, it'll look different." Spike looked at Demetria consideringly.
"You won't be able to tell that much detail. She'll just be glowy."
"I am right here, and now I'm going to get changed." Demetria glared at Spike. "We will continue this discussion later."
"Ta ta, ducks." Spike waggled his fingers and she gave him one more steely eyed glare, then disappeared. The vampire got a cigarette out from his pocket and lit up. "She'll probably be a while."
Gambit
"I hope yo' know what yo' doin'," Gambit replied. "I don't t'ink she's someone I'd like to have mad at me. Yo' Spike, I presume?"
Spike
"Yeah, mate. Dem'll get over her mad. There's still a lot more work to do on everything...barely even gotten started."
Spike dragged back on his cigarette, then grinned at Remy.
"So...like the costume?"
Gambit
"From a male perspective, yes," Gambit replied with a grin. "From a 'I'm dating this women' perspective, a definite no. Are many of da costumes doing ta be like that?"
Spike and Demetria
"Well, they are going to be cancan dancers. She's gonna be flashing her knickers to the audience. Well, they all are. Some of Satine's costumes are a bit like that one..." Spike smoked contemplatively. "It's all just a bit of fun..."
Demetria scrubbed fiercely at the body paint as she showered. Come off, dammit! Damn you, Spike!
Gambit
Gambit shrugged.
"So long as Dem understands that," he grinned.
Spike and Demetria
"I'll give her that one to keep anyway. Maybe she'll...model it for you." Spike grinned. "All the girls understood what we were going to be doing before we started. If any of them are truly uncomfortable, they can leave."
Demetria got one of the girls in her dorm with temperature manipulation to dry her hair as she wriggled into what she was wearing out.
Gambit
Gambit nodded.
"Fair enough."
He wondered how much longer Demetria was going to be.
"So, how is it all coming anyway?"
Spike and Demetria
"We had our first rehearsal today, and so far it's going alright."
Spike smiled.
"Touch wood."
Demetria slipped into her skirt and her roommate giggled as she helped Demetria lace the corset style top.
"No underwear?"
"No."
"Oh, how very shocking."
"Careful, my Britishness is rubbing off on you-UH!"
The girl pulled the laces tight.
Gambit
"Well, dats good ta know," Gambit replied. "When are yo' planning on opening?"
Spike and Demetria
"Janueary, hopefully." Spike looked out onto the stage. "Havta admit, them all being mutants does make it easier to do. All the powers, and so forth."
Demetria carefully put on her makeup, then turned to look at her friend. She was wearing a long dark blue velvet skirt with a v-waist and a gold and light blue patterned gothic style blouse/corset top.
"Remy's going to be impressed."
"That's the idea."
Demetria put on her dress boots and grabbed a thick winter shawl made from light blue cashmere wool. She put it on over her shoulders and slipped a gold locket around her neck. It hung in between her collarbones and the square neckline of her bodice. Her golden hair was brushed until it shone and loose over her shoulders.
She teleported and walked over to Remy.
"Sorry about that..."
"You do look smashing, ducks."
"Shut up, Spike. I'm still mad at you."
Gambit
Gambit smiled, looking her up and down. Then he took her hand and kissed it.
"Beautiful as always, Cheri," he told her. "Ready ta do?"
Spike and Demetria
"Have a nice time," Spike said cheerfully.
"Yes, I'm ready to go," Demetria said to Remy, snubbing Spike.
The vampire smiled slightly and shook his head before going to finish packing up from rehearsal.
Gambit
Gambit walked with Demetria out of the mansion grounds.
"How was reheasral?"
Demetria
"It was fun," Demetria said.
"Vort's going to do so well as Christian...you'll have to come and see it, when we put it on."
She looked up at him.
"Should I just teleport us there?"
Gambit
"I will," Gambit promised. "And yo' can teleport us if yo' want, cheri. I don' mind either way."
Demetria
"Ok..."
Demetria concentrated, and between one step and the next they were in New York cirt proper, near the movie cinema most of the students went to.
Demetria bit her lip for a moment.
This was the theater she'd gone to with Orlando.
"So, want to go in and see what's playing?"
Gambit
Gambit took her hand in his.
"Yes, let's," he said, and escorted her inside. "Anything jump out at yo'?"
Demetria
"Mmm...not particularily."
After a small amount of discussion, they picked a movie and bought their tickets before heading to go into the movie.
Gambit
They got settled in their seats, and Gambit didn't let go of Demetria's hand at all. At the end of the movie, as the credits started rolling, he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"Yo' enjoy dat, Cheri?"
Demetria
"Yes, it was a good film."
Demetria squeezed Remy's hand gently as she smiled at him.
"I don't have to be back at the mansion until midnight..."
Gambit
Gambit smiled at Demetria as they stood up.
"Well, den we shoul' make use of did time. Did yo' have somet'ing in mind?"
Demetria
Demetria looked up at him through her eyelashes.
"I'm sure we can think of something."
They walked out of the movie theater together.
Gambit
"Hmm, dark out now isn't it? Amazing how quikly it gets dark dese day. We should probably go somewhere with some light. Clubbing?" Gambit suggested.
He wasn't going to suggest what he really wanted to do.
Demetria
"Sounds like fun," Demetria said, smiling.
If she couldn't get him completely desperate within the first five dances, she'd give up chocolate.
Gambit
Gambit smiled back. They picked a club at random and didn't have problems getting in.
"Pool?" He asked.
Demetria
"That would be fun. I haven't played a game in ages."
Demetria smiled at him, then made her way over to the pooltables, hips swaying seductively as the dark blue velvet whispered around her ankles.
Gambit
Gambit smiled as he watched her, then set up the balls.
"Woul' yo' like ta break? Or will I?" He asked, passing her a cue.
Demetria
"I'll break."
Demetria leant over the table, breasts almost popping out of her corset as her locket dangled downwards.
With a sharp professional jab of her cue, she broke.
The balls rolled outwards as she leant back up slowly.
"Your turn."
Gambit
Gambit chewed his lip, then shook his head and looked at the table. He consider them carefully, then lined up a shot. Miss.
"Dem," he gestured.
Demetria
Demetria surveyed the table thoughtfully, then lined a shot up.
She shot and nearly got a ball in.
"Your turn."
Gambit
Gambit bent over, aimed carefully, and knock a ball in. He stood up.
"Stripes fo' me."
He moved around the table, tried for a second, and missed.
Demetria
Demetria walked around the table and lined her shot up.
She shot and knocked the ball into the hole, then went around to try another one.
With a short sharp knock, she got another one.
Then she missed, and moved away to let Remy have his shot.
Gambit
Gambit was slightly snookered. But he managed to bounce the cue ball of the side and knock a ball into the side pocket.
He knocked his second shot in as well, then just missed on the third.
Demetria
Demetria frowned slightly as she stared at the table.
She moved around in front of where Gambit was standing and leant over to take the shot. She smiled to herself slightly, knowing how the velvet outlined her butt, then took the shot. The ball went into the pocket and she moved around to the opposite side of the table to take the next one.
She bent over, allowing him a full view down her cleavage, tongue poking out from the corner of her mouth slightly as she shot again.
It went in.
She went to take her third shot, when she froze. Gambit was over there, and there was a hand on her ass. She looked upwards and glared.
"Do you *mind*?" She said frostily.
"Not at all," a man leered at her.
"Kindly remove your hand before I detach it from your wrist."
Gambit
"Leave da lady alone," Gambit said, stalking over.
He grabbed the man's hand and lifted it off Demetria himself.
"Mutie," the man snarled, seeing Gambit's red eyes.
"Yo' sure dey're not contacts?" Gambit retorted, knowing exactly why the accustation.
Demetria
"I bet they're not," the man answered back.
"You're interupting our game. You sexually harassed me. Kindly leave me and my boyfriend alone before I have you arrested," Demetria snapped.
"And aren't you the snob?"
"When it comes to...creatures like yourself, yes."
Gambit
"Yo' heard da lady," Gambit said. "Be gone."
He turned back to the game and a fist landed in his side. Gambit turned back again.
"Now dat isn't very polite."
He returned the punch, and then some, getting hit a couple of times in return. Then Gambit noticed a couple of others coming to join the man.
"I t'ink we shoul' leave, Cheri," Gambit said taking Demetria's hand. "I don' t'ink dey like da idea of a mutant being in deir club."
He charged a card, and threw it at them, hoping it would distract them long enough for them to escape uninjured.
Demetria
"Quite," Demetria murmured and teleported them out.
"Oh, I hate people like that!"
Gambit
"As do I, cheri. Some folks have no respect. Dat's not how yo' treat a lady," Gambit nodded. "So, where shall we go from here?"
Demetria
"Another club? I'm *not* going to let them ruin the night," Demetria said firmly.
Gambit
Gambit gently kissed her.
"No night with you coul' ever be ruined, Cheri."
Demetria
"You're so sweet sometimes, Remy," Demetria said.
"So, which club should we grace with out presence?"
Gambit
Gambit held her hands in his.
"Let's not go to another club," he said, hoping he wasn't being presumptuous. "I think I'd just rather be alone with yo'."
Demetria
Demetria studied her hands in his for a moment, before looking up and smiling.
"I'd like that."
Gambit
Gambit smiled back.
"I'd ahh... I'd take yo' back to my digs, but dey're not really worthy of da likes of yo'. Perhaps where we went last time?"
Demetria
"If you think that would be best..."
A shift and they were in the apartment.
Gambit
Gambit shook his head a little.
"One could get used ta dat," he said.
He reached up his hand and touched her hair and the side of her face.
Demetria
"It's very handy at times..."
Demetria leant into his hand, smiling slightly.
Gambit
"Yo' are very beautiful, cheri," Gambit said quietly.
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her sweetly.
Demetria
Demtria kissed him back, slightly unsure what to do with her hands.
She finally decided to put them on his shoulders.
"Lucky genetics."
Gambit
"Lucky for us," Gambit murmered.
He moved one hand down to her waist, and continued to kiss her.
Demetria
"Mmm. Maybe. *You're* not the one who gets pinched on the arse or blatantly propositioned by complete strangers."
Demetria kissed him again.
"Though it has its fringe benefits..."
Gambit
Gambit smiled and lowered his hand.
"I hope he didn' bruise yo'r lovely behind, Cheri."
Demetria
"I don't think he did."
Demetria moved her hips slightly, smiling at Gambit mischeviously.
"But maybe you should check. Just in case."
Gambit
Gambit smiled back cheekily and lifted her skirt up. He inspected her behind carefully.
"Nope, no brusing Cheri."
Demetria
"Very rude man. I hope you gave him a black eye."
Demetria pouted slightly.
"He definetly deserved it. Now..." she purred.
"How should I reward my rescuer?"
Gambit
"However yo' see fit, Cheri," Gambit replied softly.
He stood up and kissed her again.
Demetria
"I think..."
Demetria kissed him long and sweetly.
"We're definetly in the wrong room for that. Though it did work last time."
She'd brought them to the living room again, because that was the room she was most familair with.
Gambit
Gambit returned her kiss with enthsiasim and removed his coat.
"Yes, yes it did," he murmered.
Demetria
"Quite."
Demetria smiled, and then headed towards the bedroom.
Gambit
"Per'aps dis is more approptiate..." Gambit said.
Then he lowered Demetria down onto the bed and resumed his kissing.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back eagerly, fingers curling in his hair.
"Mmmm..." she agreed, half purred.
Gambit
Still kissing Demetria, Gambit started to remove her dress.
Demetria
Demetria helped him with the laces of her top and pulled it off over her head, skirt puddling on the ground in a heap of dark blue crushed velvet.
She returned to kissing him, nimble fingers helping him get his shirt off.
Gambit
After Gambit's shirt was off, he started kissing her neck.
"My beautiful Cheri," he murmered.
Demetria
Demetria arched her back slightly to let him have better access.
"Yes..."
Her hands went to his pants and started to undo his belt.
Gambit
Gmabit lifted his body slightly to make it easier for Demetria to strip his of his pants, while his free hand starting freeing her of her underwear.
Demetria
Demetria kissed his chest, then moved downwards.
She smiled at him for a second, then took him in her mouth slowly.
Gambit
Gambit moaned softly. Then he reached down and played with her hair.
Demetria
Demetria smiled to herself as she concentrated on sending Remy out of his mind.
Gambit
She was succeeding. Gambit moaned some more.
Demetria
Demetria sat back up and licked her lips.
"Yum."
Gambit
Gambit laid there for a moment.
"Come here yo'," He said.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and rolled so that she was underneath him. Then he proceed to kiss down her body.
Demetria
Demetria giggled slightly when he hit a ticklish spot on her stomach.
"Ok, just slightly ticklish there..."
Gambit
"Where?" Gambit asked mischeviously. "Here?"
He kissed a spot on her stomach.
Demetria
"Oh, don't!"
Demetria started to giggle helplessly.
Gambit
Gambit lifted his head briefly to grin up at her, then continued to kiss her stomach.
Demetria
"Oh, you are so evil!"
Demetria squirmed on the bed, laughing helplessly.
Gambit
Gambit smiled, then continued kissing downwards. He spread her legs apart so he could kiss between her thighs.
Demetria
"Ohhh..." Demetria moaned, laughter dying away abruptly.
"Remy..."
Gambit
Gambit's kissing changed to licking. His hands rested on her thighs and caressed gently.
Demetria
Demetria moaned.
"Oh godddd...Remy, please..."
Gambit
Gambit looked up at her, smiled, then inserted a finger and started kissing her stomach again.
Demetria
"So...incredibly...evil..." Demetria gasped out.
"Don't stop..."
Gambit
"Mmm... I won'," Gambit replied.
He inserted a second finger, rubbing her softly.
Demetria
"Remy..." Demetria moaned as she started to come.
Gambit
Gambit cleaned her (and his hand) up, and them moved up on the bed next to her. One hand caressed her breasts gently. He kissed her cheek.
Demetria
Demetria moved her head and kissed him properly, hand on his chest and playing with one of his nipples.
Gambit
Gambit kissed her back, now both his hands fondling her breasts. He sent his tongue in to explore her mouth.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back enthuasistically as her other hand drifted south.
Gambit
Gambit rolled her nipples between his fingers and pressed more into kissing her.
Demetria
Demetria moaned into his mouth, hips bucking forwards slightly.
Gambit
Gambit ceased his attentions long enough to pull a condom out of his wallet.
"Cheri?" he asked softly.
Demetria
"Yesssss."
Demetria opened her eyes long enough to focus on Gambit's face.
"Yes."
Gambit
Gambit prepared himself, then, all the while kissing her, slowly entered.
Demetria
"Ohhhh goddddd," Demetria moaned as he slid inside her.
He felt so good...
Gambit
"Dem..." Gambit groaned.
He pulled out, then went back in again. Faster this time.
Demetria
"Remy..."
Demetria kissed him hungrily.
Gambit
Gambit kissed her back, and continued to thrust in and out.
"Dem..."
Demetria
Demetria's hands cluthced at his shoulders, sighing in pleasure.
"Remy..."
Gambit
Gambit squeezed her breasts, still kissing her skin.
"Dem..."
Demetria
Demetria kissed him deeply as her hips moved with his.
"Oh god..."
Gambit
"Demetria!" Gambit groaned as he came.
Demetria
Demetria came with him, hands tightening on his shoulders.
"Remy!"
Gambit
Gambit exited and laid beside her, panting. He traced her jaw gently and kissed her lips just as softly.
Demetria
Demetria kissed him back gently. She laid her head against his shoulder, feeling content. She looked around lazily for a clock.
Only 11:00.
Gambit
Gambit sighed contentedly, and then noticed her checking the time.
"And da verdict is?"
Demetria
"I have an hour before I have to go back to the mansion."
Demetria kissed his lips softly.
Gambit
Gambit wrapped his arms around her.
"I see. Anything in particular do you want ta do?"
He kissed her back.
Demetria
"I don't know...cuddling is always good."
Demetria kissed his neck.
"We can just talk..."
Gambit
Gambit smiled.
"Fine by me," he murmered.
He wondered what would be an appropirate topic.
Demetria
"On the whole, the rehearsal went well...except for that ridicoulous excuse for a costume Spike made me stay back to try on."
Demetria frowned slightly.
"Bother that vampire."
Gambit
"I'm sure you'll get through to him," Gambit replied. "Do you want to continue performing in da future?"
Demetria
"After school, you mean?"
Demetria thought about it.
"I don't know. Maybe. Could be fun."
Gambit
Gambit smiled and started playing with her hair.
"I'm sure that yo'll succeed at whatever yo' want ta do."
Demetria
"Mmmm..." Demetria said non-commitedly.
"I don't know. All my parents ever wanted me to do was marry well and have lots of babies. Not likely to happen the way they planned now that they've found out I'm a mutant..."
Gambit
"Ahh," Gambit murmered. "I see. Do yo' still speak ta them?"
Demetria
"Tav does," Demetria said.
"Mainly to badger them into getting us things like this apartment, and making sure they donate to the school. But we've never been particualrily close...how ca we be, when we've barely seen them tne days out of an entire year for all of our lives?"
Gambit
"Dat would be a bit of an obstacle huh?" Gambit agreed. "Do yo' have any idea what yo' want ta do?"
Demetria
"I really don't know..."
Demetria sighed slightly.
"University perhaps."
Gambit
"Fair enough," Gambit replied.
He was quiet for a moment, trying to think of a new topic.
"Sooooo... what's yo'r favourite colour?"
Demetria
Demetria giggled slightly.
"Blue. What's yours?"
Gambit
"Mmm... red," Gambit replied. "But den I would suppose I'm biased. My eyes are red. My fuzzle Red is red..."
He chuckled.
Demetria
"Your eyes are cool," Demetria said.
"I can see where the bias would come from..."
Gambit
"T'ank yo' Cheri," Gambit smiled.
They chatted a little longer, until it was just about twelve at which time they redressed and returned to their homes.