Title: Twisted

Author: Silver ([email protected])

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Pairing/main characters: Gambit/Cyclops, Jean Grey/Cyclops

Series/Sequel: unfinished, parts 1-4

Summary: Slash. Scott's a little mixed up, cheating on Jean, and thinking about his life.

Disclaimer: Only the plot and Em are mine. The characters belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox. The only payment I receive is in the form of feedback from readers. If sued, I can give you twenty cents, two sticks of gum, and my brother.

Date: Aug 2001

Archive/distribution: Silver's Domain, Logan&Remy, WCG archive. Anyone else? Want? Ask, take, have.

Warning: slash, language

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Twisted 1

By Silver

 

I can't believe the way I am. I have everything. A loving wife, good friends, security, adventure, a job, everything I could ever want. But I'm not satisfied. Not with her. I'm just sick, sick and twisted. Guess my restlessness got me into this mess. My restlessness and my past. That's why I had to wander.
I couldn't be satisfied with Jean, I had to go for someone else. Someone so much unlike her I couldn't confuse them. Someone male. I'd thought of Logan, but quickly dismissed that idea. He had this other mutant, a new
girl. Really pretty. Mocha skin and pure green eyes, or so I'd heard Logan say. All I know is she has no visible pupil. Those two were awful, you could hear moans nearly 24/7 and almost taste the lust. Then there was a
new kid in the school. I really shouldn't call him a kid, he is, after all, a year older than me. He was gorgeous. I noticed him the minute he showed up. Tall and lean, bronzed skin. Hair was a rich auburn, but when wet it turned into the color of rich red wine. Face was all angles and planes, chiseled features and a voice so amazingly smooth. Accented, Louisiana-French. And eyes, oh god, his eyes. Red pupils on black sclera, haunting and demonic, but with the body of a god. How could I help but just fall for him? And that, that should have made me miserable. The fact that I had fallen for another man, especially when I had a wife that loved and cherished me. No matter that we fought sometimes. All couples fight, right? And with us having to save the world and protect the mutants, who
wouldn't have a short fuse once in a while?
But then, even though it was so totally wrong, no matter how perfectly right it felt, I couldn't be satisfied, not with the Cajun god I loved to worship and be worshipped by, not with the wife I'd sworn to cherish forever. I had to find another lover. And find her I did. Remy, even his name sent a twisted thread of desire through my body, he took me down to this club and introduced me to a girl. It was hilarious. My secret male lover actually encouraging me to find another lover, hell, finding one for me, how twisted is that? But he did. She was incredible. If Remy was gorgeous, she was sex personified. Since I couldn't see the colors, Remy took the time to describe her, much like I'd begged Jean to do when I first saw him. If she'd only known WHY I wanted to learn all that, she never would have told me. He said her hair was like liquid gold and sunshine, her eyes the color of pale sapphires, hard as ice sometimes, but then soft as a baby's blanket at others. She was tall and lithe, willowy with a grace that came as easily as breathing, a grace only matched by the Cajun. Never learned her true name, told me to call her Em. But the way she said it meant that it wasn't her real name and she didn't care if I knew that or not. Can you tell I'm twisted? Not satisfied by a wife and a lover, but needing another one to know my body. I'm damaged. So damaged from the plane crash and the blindness. Damaged by the bastard jack-ass of a foster father who made it so damn hard for me to stay calm when Logan would call me One-Eye.
So I met Em and we hit it off really well, laughing and joking and I realized that for the first time in so many years, I felt comfortable, I felt at peace with myself. Em took Remy and I up to this room she had above the club and I figured she'd leave us there or something, what I didn't expect was finding out that she was Remy's girlfriend. His
girlfriend, someone no one knew about. I found it fucking hilarious. We kept on with secret meetings, Remy and I. But it wasn't just us, not anymore. Em was there a lot too. Sometimes it was Remy and I both inside her, sometimes it was just me and Remy while she just sat and watched. Other times it was just her and me or her and Remy. I think we went through every combination we could and I found out that I loved those meetings. I could be myself, no hiding my feelings or thoughts, no worrying about what they thought. It was just pure lust and raw emotions
coursing through us all and I realized that this it what I'd been missing with Jean. This is what I craved.


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