Title: Creating A Memory
Author: Silver ([email protected]) & Johnny ([email protected])
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/main characters: Iceman/Gambit
Series/Sequel: complete
Summary: Remy helps Bobby create a new memory on the anniversary of a very bad day.
Disclaimer: Marvel owns all the characters, we don't. This is just for fun. Please don't sue, we're just borrowing and we promise to put them back where they belong.
Date: Dec 2001
Archive/distribution: http://www.xmendomain.com, anyone who has some of our stuff already, and anyone who wants it, just ask! :)
Warning: Explicit language and Sex. M/M Slash, so if you don't go for that sort of thing, get outta here. this isn't for you. :)
Notes: Spoilers: Hopefully, you know how Bobby joined the X-Men. if you don't, you might be a bit confuzzled. If you don't, marvel.com has the basics in their bio's section.
Of course we want Feedback! We would love to know what you think... so feedback is much appreciated!
This is yet another Birthday fic for Phan, this time from both Silver and I. We hope you like it, Phan! Even if it is late.
The game used is called Passion Play! just to let you know. :)______________________________________________
Creating A Memory
By Silver & Johnny
Jubilee searched through the movies, trying to find something good to bring home as Logan, Warren, Bobby, and Remy looked around the music/movie store.
"Hows about..." Jubilee started as she turned around with three movies.
"'Dracula'? Or.. I found the old silent version of 'Phantom of the Opera'? Or... "Frankenstein'!" She asked the group of men behind her, grinning.
Bobby shook his head at all three, paling slightly. "Nu-uh, nothing with... lynch mobs." He shivered a little before he walked off quickly to another section of the store, desperately feeling the need to get away >from everyone else.
Jubilee, Warren, Logan, and Remy watched him curiously.
"Wha' was dat about?" Remy asked quietly as he watched Bobby closely.
"And that knocks out.. the *entire* horror section and half of everything else!" Jubilee exclaimed, referring more to Bobby's remark than his sudden disappearance.
Remy sighed and walked over to where Bobby had gone. "Mon ami? What's wrong?"
Bobby looked at Remy, smiling faintly. "Nothing... just... never really liked movies with lynch mobs." He answered as he returned to looking through... Easy Listening! Bobby sighed and moved to another section, idly wondering how he had ended up in the easy listening section.
"Me neit'er." Remy replied, following Bobby to the hard rock section.
Bobby began to flip through the various bands, feeling the sudden urge to get something loud and angry. He picked up a Stereomud CD and began to look it over curiously. "Guess that's something we have in common, eh?" He commented quietly.
"Ouai." Remy agreed, stepping over to the punk/goth music and flipping through the disks.
Bobby put the CD away and turned around. "How much longer till we get to go home?" He asked, keeping his tone soft as he watched Jubilee bounce around Logan, Warren smirking in the background as he watched the odd pair as well.
"Dunno. Wanna wander around de mall some? Remy got a phone, dey can call when dey're ready ta go."
"Sure." Bobby answered, giving Remy a small smile that wasn't completely real.
Remy walked over and told his plan to Warren, who nodded and programmed Remy's cell phone number into his own phone. Remy then walked back over to Bobby and nodded. "Free ta go. C'mon."
Bobby nodded and walked out of the store closely behind Remy. He had his hands deep in his pockets as he spaced out, not paying attention to anything as he walked.
Remy stopped at a slightly deserted part of the mall and turned around. "What's wrong, cher? Seriously?"
Bobby shrugged, trying not to think about Remy's question. "Nothing, really... just... Scott's overthinking has finally rubbed off on me or something, I guess." He answered vaguely.
Remy sighed. "Please cher... Remy don' like seein' ya like dis. Talk ta Remy?"
Bobby dropped his gaze, unable to look at Remy. He felt bad enough, Remy pleading with him was the last thing he needed. He was trying to shut out everything for the next few days, but was failing miserably. But he couldn't refuse Remy anything, he had found that much out in the past two weeks since he and Remy started dating. Finally, he sighed and sat down
on a near by bench. "It's... really pretty stupid, actually, Remy. No biggie, honest."
"Still... don' ya trus' Remy?"
Bobby ran a hand over his face. "Of course I trust you. I trust you with my life." He answered honestly.
"Den talk ta Remy?"
"It's just... I've been thinking a lot lately. When I became a member of the X-Men, it was a few days before my birthday." Bobby started, his voice quiet. "A lot of bad things happened that day... and today's the ten year anniversary of all of that shit... and it's all come back for
some reason, after years of trying to forget it."
"Well...let Remy help ya forget?" Remy offered, leaning close. "Make t'night somet'ing ta remember instead of de bad stuff?"
Bobby looked at Remy, a small smirk on his face. "Tha'd be better than watching 'Frankenstein'... cause I know Jubilee got that one, not sure why. That one bugs me the most." He suddenly realized he was babbling and stopped, sighing. "Sorry. That sounds great."
"Bien. I'll buy a few t'ings an' den we'll have a little party of our own. An adult party, eh?"
Bobby chuckled and smiled. "How is it that you always know how to make me smile, Rem?"
"Took a class in it." Remy answered seriously though his eyes sparkled behind the sunglasses.
Bobby grinned and stood. "I had no idea there were classes on that. So... where do we go?"
"Well... guess ya can go wit' Remy." Remy took Bobby's hand and began to pull him through the mall.
Bobby looked around curiously as they walked, wondering where they were headed. He had thought that he'd explored the entire mall, but this store was new... called "Fascinations". The store had basic things in the front, lingerie, and other various clothing items... some things Bobby could have sworn he'd seen Rogue running around in masquerading as clothes. he'd always wondered about that. But then Remy pulled him past a beaded curtain and into the back of the store that was completely different. Back here there were whips, chains, collars, handcuffs, toys, massage oils, edible underwear, and games, among many other things. He
couldn't help but blush a little at all of the stuff. Sure, he was a basically grown man and supposed to be an adult, and this wasn't his first time in a place like this... but it was his first time he wasn't in here just for laughs or something of the sort.
Remy had been watching Bobby look around, following him closely, afraid that he might stumble at the sight of some of the more elaborate items.
The hand that he had rested on Bobby's lower back moved to circle around his waist, pulling him slightly closer. "Whatcha t'inkin' 'bout, cher?" He asked softly, his mouth near Bobby's ear.
"Huh?" Bobby tore his gaze from the vast section of DVD's and videos and looked at Remy, still blushing a little. "Umm... nothin'... there's a lot of... stuff." He answered sheepishly. His eye caught a title of a game and he couldn't help but giggle at it, finding that it relieved some of the nervous tension that he had suddenly built up.
"Mais oui, lotsa stuff. Lotsa fun stuff." Remy agreed, chuckling at Bobby's giggle. "An' dere's lotsa t'ings we can use t'night ta make ya feel better 'bout t'day."
Bobby smiled. "So I noticed... did you have anything in mind? I've never actually... bought anything in a place like this before."
Remy shrugged and kissed Bobby's neck. "Some, mais want ya ta look 'round, see if ya find anyt'ing ya like d'accord?"
"Mmm... ok.." Bobby answered, turning his head to kiss Remy before he began to look around.
Remy smiled, glad Bobby wasn't freaked out by the store or the public displays of affection. He'd helped Bobby get over the near-terror his father had instilled in him, working him through it for a year before he'd finally gotten brave enough to ask Bobby out. He stayed close to Bobby as he looked around, making note of a few items he wanted to buy secretly, for a later surprise.
Bobby barely contained laughter as a song came over the intercom, the music changing from a quiet techno to... something different. "There's just something wrong about N Sync in here." He laughed as he looked over some of the games, hesitantly picking up one when he got curious.
"Dunno cher, one of dose guys... he jus' gets me wonderin' what's goin' on in his head." Remy replied, winking at Bobby.
Bobby chuckled. "Right... you have a crush on one a them and I know it!"
He sighed dramatically. "I'm hurt." He teased as he handed Remy the game. "This... is kinda interesting." He commented, blushing again.
"Jus' one! An' dat's not even de one I'm talkin' 'bout!" Remy retorted.
"B'sides, not datin' him, datin' ya." He added, nipping at Bobby's earlobe as he took the game and looked it over.
"Ok..." Bobby sighed happily. "...Could you be talking about the one who shaved his head and is dating Brittany Spears?" Bobby inquired as he watched Remy.
Remy shuddered. "Dat one scares Remy."
Bobby chuckled. "Which one? The N Sync guy or Brittany? Cause personally... both scare me."
"Bot'."
"Ok... so... which do you have a crush on? Names... Lance? JC? I can't think of anyone else... Oh! Joey!" Bobby laughed as he kissed Remy on the neck.
"Tell ya later." Remy answered. "Now, ya want dis one?" He asked, holding the game up.
"What do you think? Does it sound good to you?" Bobby asked, nibbling a little on his lower lip in slight nervousness.
"Ouai. An' quit bitin' y'r lip, dat's my job."
Bobby blushed a little and smiled. "Sorry.. habit. I'll try and remember to leave it up to you." He quipped as he took Remy's hand. "So, that, and how about some of those oils? They look useful for something." He said, feeling more at ease again. For some reason, he was waiting for someone to laugh at him for being in a store like this and actually buying
things, but he knew that was just the last of the hold that his father had on him... Remy would never laugh at him unless he wanted him to, Bobby knew that.
"Sure. Pick out de oils ya want, den Remy'll pay for dem an' ya can go grab us a drink?"
"Yeah, ok." Bobby picked out a few oils and handed them to Remy, giving Remy one last kiss before he left the store and headed to the food court to get a drink.
Remy watched Bobby go and then found a few other items he wanted, carrying them to the register and setting everything on the counter.
~*~*~*~
Once Bobby was finished getting the drink, he turned around to see Remy walking out of the store with a couple bags. He smiled and walked back over to Remy, letting him take a sip of the drink. "Want me to take something?"
Remy shook his head, smiling at Bobby. "Nah, I got it cher."
"Ok." Bobby was about to say more when Remy's cell phone rang.
Remy rolled his eyes and switched both bags to one hand, reaching into his trench coat to pull out his phone. "LeBeau."
"Hey, we're ready to go when you two are. We're at the pet store..."
Warren actually laughed and Logan's annoyed grumble could be heard in the background. "Is Bobby doing better?" He asked, sobering up a little.
"Oui, jus' fine now." Remy answered. He pulled the phone away from his mouth and looked at Bobby. "Ya ready ta go or ya wanna look aroun' some more?"
Bobby shrugged. "Could kinda stand to look around a bit more, I guess." He answered, wanting to spend a little more time alone with Remy before they rejoined the group. He had a feeling Jubilee's long memory would still be stuck on the lynch mob thing and wasn't quite ready to face that again.
Remy nodded. "War'n, we're gonna stay here, so ya'll can go on back ta de mansion."
"Ok. Don't take too long to get back, I think Scott wanted to talk to everyone sometime tonight or something.... no.. Jubes..." Warren sighed.
"Have fun, see ya when you get back, I have to go before Jubilee drives Logan insane... or further. See ya, Gambit." Warren hung up, sighing again as he did so.
Remy chuckled as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. "De petite is drivin' dem crazy." He told Bobby. "Poor War'n an' Logan. Dey're at de pet shop."
Bobby smiled and shook his head. "Logan has this thing about cats, if I remember right... Jubes is probably having a hell of a lot a fun driving him nuts." He laughed a little as they started walking. "So where to?"
"Don' matter." Remy answered, briefly considering taking Bobby's hand, but not wanting to overdo the attempts at PDA. Kissing in a sex-shop was one thing, holding hands in a crowded mall was another.
Bobby and Remy walked around the mall, stopping in places every so often.
Finally, Bobby got the guts to let his hand slide into Remy's, even if it was shaking a little. He managed a smile at Remy. "Hey, I'm progressing, ain't I?" He asked, still a bit nervous but knowing this was what he wanted to do.
"Tres cher." Remy replied, smiling at Bobby and squeezing his hand gently.
"Ya don' gotta rush y'rself t'ough."
"I'm fine... a bit nervous, but fine." Bobby answered as he dropped his gaze a little to keep from seeing if anyone was watching them or not as he squeezed Remy's hand back. After a few more minutes, they had been through the entire mall. "Wanna go home now?" He asked, glancing at a clock.
Remy nodded and they started towards the exit of the mall, heading outside to Remy's car.
~*~*~*~
Once they got back to the mansion, Bobby and Remy grabbed a few sandwiches and drinks before they headed up to Remy's room. As they headed up the stairs, they were stopped by Scott.
"Bonjour homme." Remy greeted. No one at the mansion knew of the relationship between Bobby and Remy and, at Bobby's insistance, they weren't supposed to know until Bobby was more comfortable with himself.
"You two are a bit late.. have a good time at the mall?" Scott inquired as he looked at Remy and Bobby.
"Yeah, loads." Bobby answered, feeling nervous again. He hoped that he would someday get over this... he hated hiding like he felt like he was, especially from Hank, Scott, and Warren, his closest friends.
"You two missed a briefing, but don't worry about it. We can deal with it tomorrow morning. Remy, can I talk to you for a sec?" Scott asked, wondering about Bobby but not wanting to bring anything up around him quite yet.
Remy nodded. "Go on up ta de room, be dere for dinner in a minute." He told Bobby, watching him leave before turning to face Scott. "Whatcha want?"
"How was Bobby while you were at the mall today?" Scott asked, his voice low.
"Kinda down, mais he's ok now, I t'ink." Remy answered, matching Scott's tone. "He tol' me bout what happened back den."
Scott nodded. "He really seems to trust you. Thanks for whatever you did to get his mind off of it. You planning to keep with him tonight?"
"Ouai, bought a new game an' we're jus' gonna hang out t'night."
"Great. Thanks again, Remy." Scott said, patting Remy's shoulder. "Good to know he's in good hands tonight, you two have fun." He said with a small smile before he turned and walked into the kitchen, leaving Remy alone.
"Oh we will homme, dat's for sure." Remy said under his breath, smirking as he picked up the bags from Fascinations and walked on to his room, pushing open the door and entering.
Bobby looked up, sitting crossed legged on Remy's bed. "Hey... wha'd Scooter want?" He asked with a small smile.
"Ask how ya were an' if I was gonna stay wit' ya for awhile t'night. Told him we had a new game ta play." Remy answered, grinning and winking as he slid the game box from the sack and set it on the chest at the foot of his bed.
Bobby smiled and blushed a little. "Oh good." He chuckled, catching Remy's playful statement.
"Jus' didn't tell him what kind... figured he'd have a heart attack." Remy crawled up onto the bed and sat in front of Bobby, leaning forward for a kiss.
"Good... I wouldn't have wanted to miss that." Bobby said quietly as he happily closed the space between him and Remy, giving Remy a soft kiss.
Remy deepened the kiss slightly, then pulled back before it could get out of hand, knowing that once they started kissing like that, nothing happened that didn't involve naked bodies and moans.
"So, eat first, play next?" Bobby asked with a small smirk.
Remy nodded, grabbing their sandwiches and drinks and setting the plates in between them, placing both drinks on the night table.
Bobby ate quietly, curious as to what was in the second bag from Fascinations as he ate. "So, Scott was asking about me, huh?" He asked quietly, his mind beginning to drift.
"Ouai." Remy answered, finishing one sandwich and moving to the next.
"Ya'll are tres bon amis, non?"
Bobby nodded, taking a drink. "Yeah, very close." He answered, looking down for a moment.
"Real close? Dat's good, ev'ryone needs close frien's. 'Cept me."
Bobby looked at Remy curiously. "Why'd you say somethin' like that?"
"Jus' cause." Remy answered. "Now, almos' t'rough eatin'?" He asked, changing the subject.
"Um... yeah.." Bobby moved the plates aside and leaned forward, placing his hands on Remy's knees. "Rem, you've got friends here, and you've got me. I just want you to understand that, ok?" He said softly, refusing to let go of the subject that easily.
Remy sighed and cupped Bobby's face in one hand. "I don' got frien's, but I got ya, an' dat's enough for ol' Remy." He leaned in and brushed a light kiss over Bobby's lips. "Wit' someone like ya, Remy don' need anyt'ing else."
Bobby smiled a little, leaning slightly into Remy's hand. "You are way too nice to me." He said quietly.
"Non, got dat backwards, cher."
Bobby shook his head a little. "Nah, I don't... but that's beside the point. Are you finished eating?" He asked, finally allowing them to change subjects.
"Ouai." Remy answered, setting their plates aside.
Bobby crawled over Remy and grabbed the game, placing it on the bed beside them. "This what we wanna do?" He asked sheepishly.
Remy barely restrained himself from grabbing Bobby and pulling him into his lap. "Sure, if ya wanna."
Bobby nodded. "I do." He answered before he could over think the question.
Remy smiled and ripped the plastic from the box, tossing it to the floor, then lifting the lid. Bobby looked at the contents of the box as he and Remy emptied it. Inside, there was a game board, playing pieces, a die, ribbons, spinners, cards, and a free condom.
Remy chuckled and reached into one of the other bags, taking out a bottle of massage oil. "Might need dis." He said by way of explanation.
Bobby smiled and laughed as he unfolded the game board and looked at it.
"Well... I gotta say it looks promising." He commented with a small smirk.
Remy grinned and helped Bobby set the game up, then looked up at him. "Who goes firs'?"
"Umm... traditional rules, whoever rolls the highest on the die." Bobby answered, handing Remy the die after he put the instructions down.
Remy nodded and rolled the die, watching the four appear.
Bobby rolled the die next, getting a two. "You 're first, Rem." He said with a smile.
Remy looked over the card and snickered, then placed it back on the bottom of the deck and reached over, lifting Bobby's shirt up and over his head, then ran his fingers over Bobby's chest, tweaking the nipples playfully.
Bobby gasped and supported himself on with his arms as he moaned softly.
"Ooh... I love this game already."
Remy laughed and kissed Bobby's neck, then sat back. "Y'r turn."
Bobby took a breath and nodded as he rolled the die, getting a four. He moved four spaces and picked up a card. He read it over and smiled as he crawled across to Remy and began to lick and suck at his neck, moving up to gently nibble on Remy's ear.
Remy shivered and groaned, fighting to keep from grabbing Bobby and ending the game right then. His neck and ears were always sensitive and Bobby knew it. "Gods cher..."
Bobby grinned and sat back after licking Remy's neck one last time. "Your turn."
"Dis is an evil game." Remy muttered, rolling the die and moving the appropriate spaces. He picked up the card and mumbled something under his breath, looking up at Bobby, an evil glint in his eyes.
"Oh no." Bobby said, smiling as he waited in anticipation for whatever Remy had to do.
Remy pulled off his own shirt and scooted over next to Bobby, pulling him close and kissing him gently all along his jaw line, then up to his cheek and forehead, then nose and eyes, never touching Bobby's lips.
Bobby whimpered when Remy ended, never once kissing him on the lips. "Ok, this game *is* evil." He agreed taking the die and rolling. He picked up a card and read it a few times, blushing a little as he made sure he had read it right. Bobby mumbled something under his breath as he closed his eyes. This was actually one of his fantasies, but he had *never* planned on telling Remy about it.. but the game had rules and he wasn't about to back down. Finally, he took a deep breath and started. "How would I eat you as a sumptuous dessert..." He trailed off for a moment, taking another deep breath, slowly opening his eyes. "First, I'd get whip cream, chocolate sauce and cherries... maybe some strawberries too. You'd be
laying on the bed, patiently waiting as I strategically placed the whip cream and the sauce, placing a few cherries in places, one in your belly button before I took one strawberry and fed it to you. Once I was finished, I would lean down and lick off all of the whip cream and
chocolate sauce slowly, making sure I got every bit. Then I would eat the cherry in your belly button, licking it out first. Finally, I would get to the best part, licking your cock clean before I took you in my mouth and gave you the best blow job you've ever had." He finished, feeling
relieved that he had actually done that challenge as he locked eyes with Remy.
Remy stared at Bobby, breathing heavily. "I... cher... oh gods cher..."
Remy stuttered. He leaned forward and kissed Bobby, this time on the lips.
"Ya t'ink ya coul' do dat ta Remy one night?" He asked almost shyly.
Bobby smiled. "One of my fantasies, actually... I'd love to." He answered, leaning in to give Remy another quick kiss.
"One of y'r fantasies? For how long?"
"Honestly? Quite a while." Bobby answered, blushing again.
"Since b'fore or after we were t'gether?" Remy pressed.
"Umm... before." Bobby responded quietly.
Remy smiled. "Was havin' some pretty int'restin' t'oughts about ya den too." He confessed.
Bobby looked at Remy. "Really?"
Remy nodded. "Really. Liked ya for a long long time cher, jus' was 'fraid ta admit it."
Bobby smiled a little, ducking his head slightly. "Wow... me too, I mean, I've liked you for a long time too."
"An' we went from too scared ta tell each ot'er ta playin' a sex game."
Remy remarked, snickering at the absurdness of it.
Bobby laughed a little. "That is a jump, but a good one, right?"
"Oui, cher, very good." Remy replied, kissing Bobby again as he rolled the die. He moved his piece and picked up a card, reading it and placing it aside. "Stand up cher." He ordered gently, standing and holding his hand out to Bobby.
Bobby took Remy's hand and stood, looking at Remy curiously.
Remy walked around behind Bobby and did as the card ordered, molding his taller body against Bobby's slighter frame, holding him close, finishing it off by placing his head on Bobby's shoulder, nipping once, playfully, at his ear.
"Mmm.." Bobby placed his hands over Remy's arms, smiling softly. "I like this card." He said softly.
"Moi aussi." Remy agreed, not letting Bobby go yet.
Bobby leaned his head a little to rest against Remy's. "Can we stay like this for a while?" He asked softly.
"We coul'... or we coul' jus' do dis more often, mebbe dis woul' work layin' down too, we coul' sleep dis way sometime..." Remy suggested.
Bobby turned his head to kiss Remy on the side of his head. "That... is a great idea. Both of them. I'd really really like that."
Remy smiled and gave Bobby a quick kiss. "We move when ya say so."
Bobby and Remy stood like that for a minute longer before Bobby finally decided that they could move. "We are definitely doing that more often."
He whispered as he turned around in Remy's arms and kissed him.
"Ya liked dat?" Remy asked quietly, returning the kiss.
"Loved it." Bobby answered. "You?"
"De same. Loved it. Mais, mebbe dat's b'cos I love ya."
Bobby looked at Remy, eyes wide. "You... you mean that?" He stuttered, amazed that Remy had just said what he did.
Remy nodded. "Ouai. Was gonna wait a few more days an' tell ya on y'r birt'day, mais dis seems like a good time. An' ya don' hafta feel de same, jus' wanted ya ta know."
Bobby smiled and kissed Remy. "I love you too." He whispered.
It was Remy's turn to be shocked. "Wha...ya... huh?"
Bobby nodded. "I love you." He answered, his voice stronger as his smile turned into a grin.
Remy grinned and pulled Bobby closer, kissing him hard. "Merde cher, ya don' know how long I wanted ta tell ya dat."
Bobby ran his fingers through Remy's hair, returning the kiss. "I gotta admit, I feel amazing now that I've told you that... I've been wanting to tell you for a while too."
"We're learnin' lotsa stuff t'day, non?"
"Yeah, we are." Bobby smiled and gave Remy one last kiss. "Do we want to go back to the game?"
Remy nodded and sat back down. "Y'r turn cher."
Bobby sat back down too and rolled the die, moving the appropriate space and picking up the card. He read it and grinned. "Ok..." He said quietly before he put the card down and moved to stand behind Remy, sliding his hands into Remy's pants and caressing his ass before he moved around to caress Remy's hard cock.
Remy groaned, shuddering. "I *really*love dis game." He muttered, bucking his hips slightly into Bobby's hand.
Bobby chuckled, caressing Remy's cock a few more times before he pulled his hands back out of Remy's pants and kissed Remy on the cheek, returning to his seat on the bed.
"Mais y'r evil." Remy grumbled, reaching for the die.
Bobby laughed. "Just following the rules." He said with a wink.
Remy glared at Bobby and read his card, a slow smile spreading across his face. He crawled over to Bobby and sat down in front of him, pulling at the fastenings of Bobby's pants then pulled them down, sliding his hands over Bobby's boxers.
Bobby gasped and moaned, arching into the touch. "Gods.. Remy.." He whispered.
Remy chuckled and rubbed the bulge under the cloth. Bobby groaned and bucked his hips slightly. Remy winked and pulled away, sitting back down at his seat.
Bobby groaned in a different way this time, collapsing back on the bed.
"Evil."
"Jus' followin' de rules." Remy replied, smirking.
Bobby muttered under his breath as he sat up, mock glaring at Remy.
"Right." He picked up the die and rolled, moving his playing piece and picking a card. Bobby grinned and winked at Remy. "Ooh... you are either gonna hate or love this." He said after reading the card. "Lay down." He said softly.
Remy watched Bobby curiously but did as he was told, laying back on the bed. Bobby leaned down and began to kiss Remy's chest, then changing to licks, nips and kisses as he moved all over Remy's torso, ignoring Remy's nipples and neck as he worked. Remy moaned in frustration, forcing himself to stay still as Bobby teased him. Bobby placed a hand on Remy's
hip as he moved down, licking around Remy's navel, but not going any nearer before he finally pulled back, smiling.
Remy frowned at Bobby and pulled him down to lay on top of his chest.
"Cher... t'ink we can jus' finish de game tomorrow night?"
Bobby nodded. "I was thinking the same thing." He answered as he twisted a few strands of Remy's hair around his finger.
Remy smiled. "Den whatcha wanna do now?"
"Dunno..." Bobby said as he let his fingers trail down Remy's side. "Got any ideas?"
"Well we coul' have sex, or we coul' talk, or lay in dat position dat I did from dat card an' talk, or jus' lay down." Remy answered. "Mainly, as long as I'm wit' ya, I don' care."
Bobby blushed and ducked his head a little. "How about... we have sex, then lay in that position and talk if we're not to tired?" He offered.
"Soun's like a plan."
Bobby smiled and lifted his head to kiss Remy. "Good... then we need to get rid of a few things." He slid off of Remy and moved the game before he moved back up, taking Remy's pants and boxers off before he took his own boxers off. He smiled as he looked Remy over. "Much better." He said softly as he grabbed the lube and laid back down next to Remy.
"Ouai." Remy agreed. "How ya wanna do dis cher?" He asked, trailing a hand over Bobby's skin.
"Mmm... as long as you're inside me, I don't care." Bobby answered as he rolled onto his back. "Just go this way?" He asked with a smile.
Remy nodded and squeezed the lube into his hands, rubbing them together to warm the gel before sliding a finger into Bobby's willing body. Bobby moaned and pressed back against Remy's finger, letting his eyes flutter closed for a moment as he remained as relaxed as he could be.
"Eager cher?" Remy teased, twisting his finger around and slowly adding another.
Bobby smiled and nodded. "Very... that's the most foreplay/teasing, whatever.. I've ever experienced. Bet we'll never get all the way through that game."
"Mais we'll have fun tryin, non?"
"You bet we will."
Remy chuckled and scissored his fingers, leaning over to capture one of Bobby's nipples in his teeth, tugging gently on it.
Bobby groaned. "Rem..." He whispered.
"Love ya cher." Remy whispered back, turning his attention to the other nipple.
"Love you.. too.." Bobby answered, running his fingers over Remy's back.
Remy slid a third finger inside, stretching Bobby further, brushing against his prostate.
Bobby moaned. "Remy... ready... please." He nearly panted.
"Ya sure?" Remy teased, sucking on Bobby's neck.
Bobby shuddered and ran his fingers through Remy's hair. "Absativly."
Remy chuckled and withdrew his fingers. "Shoul' I grab de free gift from de game?" He asked.
Bobby smiled. "It would be sad to let it go to waist... but we don't have to." He answered.
"Well... what if we use it an' den get tested?" Remy suggested, leaning over the edge of the bed and grabbing the condom. "Dat is, if ya want..."
"Sure. Tomorrow?" Bobby asked, having been thinking about doing that.
"D'accord." Remy nodded, sliding the condom on and then coating it with lube.
"Cool." Bobby smiled at Remy and waited patiently for Remy.
Remy positioned himself at Bobby's entrance and leaned over, kissing Bobby as he pushed inside.
Bobby returned the kiss, parting his lips for Remy's tongue to explore.
Once they were fully connected, he sighed happily, breaking the kiss for breath. "Remy... at this exact moment, I am the happiest man alive." He whispered, sliding his hands up Remy's arms.
Remy shook his head. "Non ya aren't. I am." He countered quietly. "Never t'ought I'd ever find someone ta love me."
Bobby rested his hands on the back of Remy's neck, tangling his fingers in Remy's hair as he kissed Remy on the forehead. "Funny, I never thought I would either." He said, matching Remy's tone. "I love you, Rem."
"Love ya too, cher, more dan anyt'ing."
Bobby moaned softly as Remy began a slow rhythm that he quickly joined in on. Remy slid a hand in between their bodies, wrapping his hand around Bobby's cock and stroking in a counter rhythm to his thrusts.
"Gods... Remy." Bobby panted as he dropped his head back to rest on the pillow.
Remy smiled and kissed Bobby's neck, changing his angle to brush Bobby's prostate with each thrust. Bobby moaned as he speed up the thrusts, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. Remy stroked Bobby faster, taking a chance and dropping his shields, letting himself feel Bobby's pleasure and sending his own to Bobby in return. Bobby gasped at the new
sensations, suddenly feeling as if he was fucking and being fucked at the same time. Remy had told him about his empathic abilities, but this was so new to him... and he loved it. Finally, he couldn't take anymore and he fell over the edge, gasping Remy's name as he did. The sensations rushing over him and the clenching of Bobby's muscles made Remy's slight
control on himself burst and he came, moaning Bobby's name as he fought to keep from collapsing on his lover.
After a few seconds, Bobby finally came back to himself and he wrapped his arms around Remy, pulling him down on top of him and holding him close.
"That... that was... I don't think there's a word for what that was because amazing just doesn't cover it." He said quietly.
"Ya....ya liked dat?" Remy asked, slightly nervous. "Took a chance dere, didn' ask ya..."
"I loved it, Remy... never felt *anything* like that before." Bobby answered, tracing Remy's spine with his fingers lightly.
Remy sighed in relief. "Bien... was worried ya'd get mad. Mais glad ya didn'." He pulled out of Bobby and tossed the condom away, then lay back down and pulled Bobby into his arms, moving into the same position as he'd done earlier in the game, his body pressed firmly against Bobby's.
Bobby sighed happily, loving being so close to Remy. "You know? I used to prefer being cold, but I feel a different kind of warm around you... and I love it." He confessed quietly.
"T'ink its jus' de charge." Remy responded. "Kinda makes me warm wit' dis energy an' seeps inta t'ings, warmin' dem up aussi."
Bobby smiled. "Well, whatever it is, it's great." He answered as he glanced at the clock. "Hey! It's tomorrow!" He exclaimed.
Remy nodded slowly. "Ouai... point?"
"It's no longer yesterday... and at this moment, even if Jubes made me watch 'Frankenstein', I don't really think I'd care. Thanks, Remy. You were right, now I have something else to remember yesterday by." He answered, turning his head a little to look at Remy, smiling.
Remy smiled and kissed Bobby softly. "Jus' wanted ta make ya feel better, cher. S'all I ever want, for ya ta feel good."
Bobby swallowed past the lump that seemed to have formed in his throat because of Remy's words. "I've never had anyone so focused on me before... or... focused on me at all, really. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Rem, I've never felt so good in my life." He
confessed quietly.
"Let's hope I don' ever disappoint ya." Remy whispered. "Love ya, more dan y'll ever know. An' I like being focused on ya."
Bobby kissed Remy briefly. "I have no idea what I did to deserve you, but whatever it was... maybe I saved a busload a nuns or something that I didn't know about, but man am I glad I did it." He said with a smile right before a yawn,
Remy smiled and kissed Bobby back. "Get some sleep, cher." He ordered gently.
Bobby nodded. "Aye Aye, Captain." He teased as he rested his head on the pillow, scooting a little closer to Remy as he closed his eyes. "Love you." He whispered.
"Love ya too." Remy whispered back, chuckling softly as he pulled Bobby close and closed his own eyes, drifting off to sleep, content and happy for the first time in years.
END