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X-MEN AND ITS CHARACTERS ARE OWNED BY STAN LEE AND MARVEL COMICS.
NO MONEY WAS MADE BY THIS FANFICTION. I WROTE THIS PURELY AS A FUN CHALLENGE.
PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF GAMBIT AND ROGUE TOGETHER AS A COUPLE.
(AUTHORS NOTE: • Simple Rogue and Gambit married fluff.
• Originally posted on my DeviantArt page, 28th Oct, 2024)
SCENTED CANDLES by NessaJayn (C) 2024, Oct 28th
Feeling refreshed and renewed from his evening shower, Remy turned off the water. Reaching his hand around the shower door, Remy tried to grab the bath towel he left beside the shower to dry off. But the towel was missing from the towel rack. Checking the floor, the towel was not there either.
["I'm sure I left a towel there before I showered."] Remy thought to himself as he opened the shower door. Stepping out on to the bath mat, he stood dripping wet from his shower to find his beautiful wife standing there in their en-suite bathroom. Dressed in lacy, emerald green lingerie, her hair wrapped in a towel above her head and his missing bath towel draped over her index finger of her right hand. A glorious smile on her face as she gazed at her handsome husband, dripping wet from his shower.
"Looking for this?!" Rogue whispered softly and stepped closer to her handsome king of thieves. Opening out the towel, Rogue's fingers wrapped the towel around his trim waist. "Ya mad at me for stealing ya towel?"
"Who said I was mad, chère?" Remy whispered softly with a smile, wrapping his wet arms around her, pressing her lingerie and skin to his wet body. "Just don't complain ya all wet right now."
With a grin, Rogue raised her eyes to gaze at his grin. Her slender fingers removing the towel from his waist. "Mind if I do the honours, sugah?"
With a low growl, Remy grinned as he felt the towel unravelling from around his waist by his wife. "Be my guest."
With a grin, Rogue began to slowly glide the towel over Remy's incredible frame to dry him from his shower. With his muscled back and chest completely dry, Rogue crouched down to glide the towel to dry his legs. Sitting on her knees on the bath mat to dry his legs, Rogue couldn't resist gazing up from her position on the floor. Her breath slightly hitched in excitement, at the sight of his eyes shine the most beautiful shade of ruby. With his body now completely dry from his shower, his left hand reached down to lift her back up on her feet. Rogue wrapped the towel back around his waist, and couldn't resist levitating up slightly to kiss his incredible lips. Moaning softly as she felt his arms wrap around her as the kiss deepened and couldn't resist wrapping her legs around his waist. Without breaking their kiss, Remy walked a few steps over to the bathroom sink, and sat Rogue down beside the sink as their kiss gained intensity. When they pulled back from the kiss to breathe, Remy's hands rested on Rogue's bare thighs. His large hands gliding along her thighs as she kept her legs wrapped around him.
"Ma très belle femme." Remy whispered in her ear, laying his head on her shoulder and breathing in her scent of her body wash lingering on her skin. "I love ya, sugah." Rogue whispered softly, lifting her left hand to bury in his hair.
With the aroma of apple pie scented tealight candles lit around the master bedroom wafting lightly in the air, Rogue closed her eyes and sighed softly in contentment at the serenity of the moment in his arms. Smiling softly at the feel of his lips trailing kisses to the skin of her neck and shoulder. Even now through their years of marriage, it still could make Rogue's head spin how she could actually touch her beloved husband without the fear of putting him in a coma. How during their honeymoon in space while wearing the inhibitor collar, the feel of Remy's large, calloused hands gliding along every inch of her skin. His lips worshipping her skin with kisses to ignite her senses and skin on fire. Committing to her memory, the absolute care and attention Remy would give to her in their moments of intimacy, and her in giving him the same attention and the feel of his skin that she had longed to touch since she first met him. The depth of his loyalty in his feelings for her, even when touch was forbidden in those early days. The strength of his words in how their bond is deeper than skin. But in truth, their bond was not just deeper than skin, but the purest breath of air.
"So, what made ya come in here and steal Remy's towel?" Remy whispered softly, with a soft growl of desire as he trailed kisses to her neck. Earning a soft sigh in response from her throat.
"Hmm... seeing my handsome man naked as a jay bird, dripping wet from his shower. What more could a gal want, sugah?" Rogue grinned, earning in response a look of slight suspicion with a raised eyebrow.
"I doubt that's the only incentive here, chère. Given you are still not fully dressed from your own shower." Remy whispered and reached for the towel holding her hair she had recently washed.
With a swift flick of his wrist, Remy removed the towel from her hair. Her wet hair falling down around her shoulders and still dripping wet.
"Remy!" Rogue exclaimed in shock at the feel of the water from her hair dripping down her back.
Remy grinned and lifted his wife from her seat on the counter beside the sink to stand on her feet. His right arm still wrapped around her as his left hand grabbed her hair brush. Leading her by the hand out of the en-suite bathroom to sit on their large bed, with his back resting against the headboard. Remy let out a soft smile at the sight of their bedroom bathed in the soft glow of the tealight candles Rogue had lit and placed around the room as the delicate aroma of the scented candles wafted through the air. Sitting in front of her husband in the middle of the bed with her legs crossed and her back straightened, Remy sat behind her and gathered her dripping wet hair in his hands. Carefully gliding the hair brush through her hair to untangle the wet strands. The feel of the soft bristles untangling her hair and massaging her scalp, Rogue closed her eyes and moaned at the feel of her husband brushing her hair. He then placed the hair brush down on the bed beside her. Concentrating on the build-up of his powers, Remy then gilded his fingers through her hair. Drying her recently washed hair scented with floral shampoo with kinetic energy charged fingers, causing Rogue to moan slightly louder at the feel of her hair being dried by her husband's powers.
At the feel of Remy's large hands move from drying her hair to massaging her shoulders, Rogue leaned back against his chest. Melting in his embrace as his arms wrapped around her. Resting her hands on Remy's thighs covered by the bath towel still wrapped securely around his waist, breathing in the delicate scent of the tealight candles she had lit while Remy was in the shower.
"I feel like some of ya dessert ya made. Want some, sugah?" Rogue moaned softly, sitting forward slightly to glance over her shoulder.
"Any chance at letting Remy put some clothes on?" Remy grinned, giving Rogue a slight slap to her perfect backside covered in lacy underwear.
"Couldn't resist huh?!" Rogue giggled, levitating off the bed to stand on her feet as Remy pushed himself off the bed to stand.
While Rogue floated downstairs to the kitchen to set up two serves of sticky toffee pudding with vanilla ice-cream, Remy simply dressed in boxer shorts and a pair of sleep pants. Quickly extinguishing the tealight candles, Remy left the bedroom to join his wife in the kitchen. The sight of Rogue dressed in her lacy lingerie, standing at the kitchen counter dishing up scoops of ice-cream with the sticky toffee pudding and their cats cuddling up to her legs, was breathtaking. Especially the sight of her strong abs sandwiched between the lacy bra and underwear. Remy crossed the floor to stand behind her and place his hands on her abs and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Where do ya feel like eating this with me, sugah?" Rogue whispered, giggling softly at Remy's soft kisses to her cheek and his chest pressed against her back.
"How about the bedroom, chère. I was hoping for a massage since I dried your hair." Remy whispered, grinning against her skin at the sound of her soft sigh escape her lips.
Each holding a bowl of Remy's homemade sticky toffee pudding and ice-cream, the couple walked back up the staircase to the sanctuary of their bedroom. Remy quickly re-lighted the scented candles around the bedroom and then sat down on the large bed with Rogue cuddled up beside him. Eating the dessert in comfortable silence as their three cats decided to join them in the bedroom. Each laying on cushions Remy had placed in the corner of the room, the cats settled into a comfortable crouch on the cushions watching their human parents cuddle up together on the large bed. The sound of Rogue's giggle from Remy's fingers finding her ticklish spots on her body wafting to their ears as they sat on the cushions on the floor.
Having finished eating the bowls of dessert, Rogue felt too lazy to fly down to the kitchen to soak the bowls and spoons in the sink, and instead, walked over to the en-suite bathroom to soak their bowls and spoons in the sink in their bathroom. Remy quietly noticed that the tealight candles had burned themselves out as the cats fell asleep on the floor cushions in the corner of the room. Remy then moved off the bed, and set up a large candle on each of the bedside tables. Lighting the candles with a tiny flicker of his powers, he quickly walked over to the windows and slid the curtain across to shield their bedroom from the outside world. Walking back over to the bed, he removed the sleep pants from his body and lay back down on the bed in his boxer shorts as he watched his beautiful wife walk back inside the bedroom with a bottle of massage oil. Placing it on the bedside table, Rogue removed her lacy bra from her body. Letting the soft fabric fall to the floor and lay herself down on top of his chest. Her hair spilling around them as she captured her husband's lips in a soft kiss, and moaned in delight at the feel of his strong arms wrap around her. As the kiss gained intensity, Rogue let out a soft giggle at the feel of Remy's large hands grope her backside and his fingers occasionally slide underneath the lacy fabric, then glide upwards along her spine to bury one hand in her hair as his other hand massaged her ample cleavage.
It never ceased to amaze Rogue how her husband's lips and hands could light her skin and senses on fire like this as she arched her back slightly to give his hand more room to massage her cleavage. How every shared moment of intimacy together felt like the first time all over again. The only man in the world she ever wanted to see her in all her naked beauty as she felt him roll over to lay her down on the bed and settling himself between her thighs without breaking their kiss. Rogue panted heavily in sheer delight as Remy's lips broke the kiss and trailed soft kisses to her throat and slowly moved down her body. Her eyes closed in sheer delight at the feel of Remy's hands and lips on her cleavage and buried her hands in his hair. His attention to her body felt like pure heaven and she hummed in ecstasy as she felt Remy move down lower and placed soft kisses to her belly. At the sudden feel of his attention to her midriff, Rogue opened her eyes and glanced down. It brought tears to her eyes at the sight of Remy's attention to her midriff. Placing soft kisses and resting his ear to her womb like she was with child, even though her womb was empty.
"Ya really want one, don't ya?" Rogue whispered softly and combed a hand through his hair. The look in his eyes as he rested his chin on her belly, told her everything. He wanted to have a family with her, and only her. The thought of pregnancy was still in the realms of the unknown for Rogue, even after gaining so much control over her powers. But she and Remy had been through many challenges together as a couple, and she knew just how far Remy's loyalty for her would make him steal stars from the sky if she wanted him to as he moved to sit on his knees in the space between her thighs and gazed at her with such intensity.
"To have a daughter as beautiful as her mother, how could I not, chère?" Remy whispered softly, admiring the way the candlelight lit up her skin as she lay on the bed underneath him. Smirking at the sight of his wife lick her lips in appreciation as he stood at the foot of the bed and removed his boxer shorts. Letting his boxer shorts slide down his legs to the floor as he stood at the foot of the bed as naked as she saw him step out of the shower only moments earlier. To see his skin light up in the soft glow of the candles as he moved to lay back down next to her. Wrapping a strong arm around her, pulling her to his chest.
"Even with my level of control over my powers, this still would be in the realms of the unknown for me, sugah. To carry a pregnancy with my powers." Rogue whispered with honesty as she felt his hand glide along the length of her back. "But we have been through so much together and have come through so much stronger together. If being able to carry a pregnancy safely is possible for me, then you're the only man who I want to carry a child for. I have no doubt in my mind that you will make an incredible father to our child."
"And Remy has no doubt you will make the most incredible mother. Our daughter will have her mother's strength and beauty. She will be the perfect mixture of the both of us, chère. I'm sure of it." Remy grinned as he moved to lay on top of her once again.
"And what if our first child is a boy, sugah?" Rogue grinned as he settled himself between her thighs.
"Then we have a little Remy junior running around." Remy grinned in response.
"I have always thought of giving birth to a son. And I had a name thought of to call him. Then I found out one of the cats has that name." Rogue admitted softly.
"What? You wanted to name your son, Lucifer?" Remy joked, only to be met with a light slap on the arm.
"No, Remy. I meant, Oliver." Rogue giggled as she felt Remy move down to capture her lacy panties with his teeth. His incredible eyes captured her as he removed the lacy fabric from her body and shivered in anticipation as he admired her beauty in the soft glow of the candles lighting up their bedroom.
"No reason why you still can't, chère. But no matter if our firstborn is a son or a daughter, our child will grow up knowing what it feels like to be loved." Remy whispered, his gaze sending another shiver of delight along her spine.
Remy's smile in the soft glow of the candles as he pulled her close to kiss her softly, sent a shiver of delight through her body. But she couldn't help it as she clung to his body as she felt him slide inside her effortlessly.
"I thought ya wanted a massage, sugah?" Rogue whispered at the feel of his length filling her completely.
"Plenty of time for that later, chère. Right now, I just wanna make love to my beautiful queen of hearts." Remy whispered in her ear, and grinned as she hitched a breath as he began to move in rhythm with her. "To be able to see my queen of hearts carry my child would be the greatest gift you could give Remy."
As they moved together in a slow and steady rhythm, Remy gazed down at his beautiful southern belle. He could have sworn he could see a vision of his child glowing in his wife's emerald green eyes and lowered his lips to hers and kissed her. The strength of his movements deep inside of her causing shivers of delight to erupt through her body as he wrapped his arms around her. Embracing her if she was the most precious thing to him in the entire world.
Knowing that Remy had dreams of becoming a father, and how great a father figure he was in raising three fur babies, Rogue had often dreamt at the idea of carrying a child but thought it was only possible in her dreams. But now with having mastered control of her powers and being married to the love of her life who was so committed to carrying the burden of her powers with her, she knew she had no reason to be afraid of the possibility as their bodies soared and reached the heights of pleasure and ecstasy together.
As her body shivered in delight in the afterglow as Remy cradled her to his chest as their breathing calmed down, Rogue knew she wanted nothing more than to bear a child with Remy. She wanted nothing more than to face whatever challenges would come with a pregnancy with Remy, and face it together.
She knew Remy would make sure their child would be raised in a home filled with love.
THE END.