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Title: Sway with me
Fandom: X-Men
Pair: Remy/Rogue
Wordcount: 395
Rating: G
Challenge: Comicdrabbles #116 - Sway
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100_women - sight
He takes another sip of his drink, feeling the alcohol in his body. His thoughts are already swimming, and the unreal lights, the music, the sound of people enjoying themselves make his vision blur.
Remy sighs and turns his head just as another song comes up, an enchanting rhythm that makes him even dizzier.
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
He smiles and looks to the dancefloor, takes in the couples that choose the song to dance even tighter, their hips swaying, moving, rubbing against each other.
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
Then suddenly there is someone that dances all alone, ignores all the others around her, and he can’t take his eyes off her. The lights don’t bother him anymore, the alcohol has no effect on him as his gaze is steady again and he watches her moving to the music.
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Remy chuckles and shakes his head lightly, puts down the glass he wasn’t aware of still holding and gets up, walks toward the lady that knows how to get and keep his attention.
He reaches out and gets a hold of her gloved hand, but she doesn’t stop, simply opens her eyes, looks at him and smiles a playful, seductive smile, like she always does.
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now, give me more
Their bodies are as close as they can get as they dance, and both know this is all they can ever have.
“You really are a rogue,” he breathes against her hair, wants nothing more than to feel her skin, aware of how forbidden it is, what it would cost him …
“Careful, sugar, or I’ll steal more than you’re willing to give,” she answers and dances out of his reach, still moving to that damn rhythm that clouds his senses more than he wants to admit, leaving them both alone in this ocean of couples that can revel in their caresses, never knowing how truly lucky they really are.
Remy curses them all as he returns to his seat at the bar, ordering another drink.
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Fandom: X-Men
Pair: Remy/Rogue
Wordcount: 395
Rating: G
Challenge: Comicdrabbles #116 - Sway
Challenge:
100_women - sightHe takes another sip of his drink, feeling the alcohol in his body. His thoughts are already swimming, and the unreal lights, the music, the sound of people enjoying themselves make his vision blur.
Remy sighs and turns his head just as another song comes up, an enchanting rhythm that makes him even dizzier.
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
He smiles and looks to the dancefloor, takes in the couples that choose the song to dance even tighter, their hips swaying, moving, rubbing against each other.
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
Then suddenly there is someone that dances all alone, ignores all the others around her, and he can’t take his eyes off her. The lights don’t bother him anymore, the alcohol has no effect on him as his gaze is steady again and he watches her moving to the music.
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Remy chuckles and shakes his head lightly, puts down the glass he wasn’t aware of still holding and gets up, walks toward the lady that knows how to get and keep his attention.
He reaches out and gets a hold of her gloved hand, but she doesn’t stop, simply opens her eyes, looks at him and smiles a playful, seductive smile, like she always does.
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now, give me more
Their bodies are as close as they can get as they dance, and both know this is all they can ever have.
“You really are a rogue,” he breathes against her hair, wants nothing more than to feel her skin, aware of how forbidden it is, what it would cost him …
“Careful, sugar, or I’ll steal more than you’re willing to give,” she answers and dances out of his reach, still moving to that damn rhythm that clouds his senses more than he wants to admit, leaving them both alone in this ocean of couples that can revel in their caresses, never knowing how truly lucky they really are.
Remy curses them all as he returns to his seat at the bar, ordering another drink.
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
