X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ Cold ❯ Running ( Chapter 1 )
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By: 85characters 
Rouge tries to get away.
Non Anime: X-Men Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 752 | Visits: 729 | Status: Work In Progress
Rouge tries to get away.
Non Anime: X-Men Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 752 | Visits: 729 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer : I know I don’t own X-men and all it’s wonderful characters. But, hey I can dream right.
* * - Indicate thoughts in the head
“ ” - Indicate words spoken out loud
My heart was racing, my pulse pounding. How long had I been running, didn’t matter it hurt to much to think that far back anyway. Slowly unbidden the tears began to fall. No no no, no thinking until I get back to the mansion, back to safety. It was stupid of me to even consider coming here. He could never change, he was always going to be this way, that’s what he choose and you need to remember that. John, no Pyro now would never let things go back to the way they used to be.
*And you know you liked it.*
Wait what, stopping short of her rant in her head, “Who said that.”
*Aw come on don’t tell me you didn’t know I was here Rouge.*
“What I didn’t, wait who are you.”
*Your inner voice you could say*.
“I don’t have an inner voice.”
*Well obviously you do if I’m talking.*
“I’m not crazy, confused but not crazy.”
*Confused. What is there to be confused about, we liked it and definitely so did St. John.*
“I am not going there leave me alone.”
*Oh stop acting so innocent.*
“Oh stop acting so whorish, did you forget about Bobby.”
The voice in her head was truly beginning to get annoyed, who honestly cared about Bobby. If only that heffa would let her takeover to solve her and Pyro’s problem. Yeah nice long fucking would calm her down and then everything went black.
*I should have known that bitch was gonna run*, but just because he did didn’t mean he understood. Him and Rogue were getting past that skin problem just fine and even she couldn’t say she didn’t like it. Taking a moment to catch his breath, and to hopefully to will away the rest of the boner that the running of 5 miles didn’t take away, for which he was beginning to believe was a split personality bitch. First it was no no no no no I love Bobby, then it was yes yes yes yes yes Pyro take me, then it was hey lets run 5 miles into the fucking wrong direction for the mansion talking to myself then weave around so much that it made them lost. Sighing to himself he thought *well at least we know she’s gonna be hell in bed.* Kneeling down beside her to check her body to see if she had sustained any damage to herself after running for god knows how long, and then getting hit in the head with an inflamed rock. Okay he admitted to himself maybe the rock had done at bit more damage than the others, but only a little. Leaning down a bit more to check her head he idly noticed that she had lost a shoe. Inching down her body from her head, giving her a thorough inspection, he determined she had no other pressing wounds, he ripped his shirt some more and was tending to Rouge’s foot, when unbeknownst to him, she woke.
Glancing around for a minute, Rouge quickly gathered that she was not at the mansion and something was on her foot. Letting all the details of the past 2 ½ hours rush back to her, she decided that maybe thinking hurt a little to much.
“John,” she said out loud as much as she did to herself “why does my head hurt.”
“Pyro”, he automatically corrected while pretending to be putting much concentration onto her foot than was necessary. Honestly, he was trying to come up with an answer that did not sound as crude as I threw a inflamed rock at your head very hard to knock you out. Okay he couldn’t think of anything so maybe the truth wouldn’t hurt as much as the past.
“John.”
“Pyro.”
“Pyro please tell me that.”
“We almost just had some amazing sex. Yeah we did.”
Aww I’m leaving you with a cliffe. Please send some reviews I’m always hungry for them. And if anyone’s willing please be my Beta, I really need one.
* * - Indicate thoughts in the head
“ ” - Indicate words spoken out loud
My heart was racing, my pulse pounding. How long had I been running, didn’t matter it hurt to much to think that far back anyway. Slowly unbidden the tears began to fall. No no no, no thinking until I get back to the mansion, back to safety. It was stupid of me to even consider coming here. He could never change, he was always going to be this way, that’s what he choose and you need to remember that. John, no Pyro now would never let things go back to the way they used to be.
*And you know you liked it.*
Wait what, stopping short of her rant in her head, “Who said that.”
*Aw come on don’t tell me you didn’t know I was here Rouge.*
“What I didn’t, wait who are you.”
*Your inner voice you could say*.
“I don’t have an inner voice.”
*Well obviously you do if I’m talking.*
“I’m not crazy, confused but not crazy.”
*Confused. What is there to be confused about, we liked it and definitely so did St. John.*
“I am not going there leave me alone.”
*Oh stop acting so innocent.*
“Oh stop acting so whorish, did you forget about Bobby.”
The voice in her head was truly beginning to get annoyed, who honestly cared about Bobby. If only that heffa would let her takeover to solve her and Pyro’s problem. Yeah nice long fucking would calm her down and then everything went black.
*I should have known that bitch was gonna run*, but just because he did didn’t mean he understood. Him and Rogue were getting past that skin problem just fine and even she couldn’t say she didn’t like it. Taking a moment to catch his breath, and to hopefully to will away the rest of the boner that the running of 5 miles didn’t take away, for which he was beginning to believe was a split personality bitch. First it was no no no no no I love Bobby, then it was yes yes yes yes yes Pyro take me, then it was hey lets run 5 miles into the fucking wrong direction for the mansion talking to myself then weave around so much that it made them lost. Sighing to himself he thought *well at least we know she’s gonna be hell in bed.* Kneeling down beside her to check her body to see if she had sustained any damage to herself after running for god knows how long, and then getting hit in the head with an inflamed rock. Okay he admitted to himself maybe the rock had done at bit more damage than the others, but only a little. Leaning down a bit more to check her head he idly noticed that she had lost a shoe. Inching down her body from her head, giving her a thorough inspection, he determined she had no other pressing wounds, he ripped his shirt some more and was tending to Rouge’s foot, when unbeknownst to him, she woke.
Glancing around for a minute, Rouge quickly gathered that she was not at the mansion and something was on her foot. Letting all the details of the past 2 ½ hours rush back to her, she decided that maybe thinking hurt a little to much.
“John,” she said out loud as much as she did to herself “why does my head hurt.”
“Pyro”, he automatically corrected while pretending to be putting much concentration onto her foot than was necessary. Honestly, he was trying to come up with an answer that did not sound as crude as I threw a inflamed rock at your head very hard to knock you out. Okay he couldn’t think of anything so maybe the truth wouldn’t hurt as much as the past.
“John.”
“Pyro.”
“Pyro please tell me that.”
“We almost just had some amazing sex. Yeah we did.”
Aww I’m leaving you with a cliffe. Please send some reviews I’m always hungry for them. And if anyone’s willing please be my Beta, I really need one.