o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o _ _ _ _ o o (_' | | |_) |_ |_) o o ._) |_| | |_ | \ _ _ _ o o \|_| |_ |_) | | o o | | |_ | \ |_| o o Kristen's collection o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o This is the Super Hero Archive. These stories were sent to me by friends. I did not write these stories. Many have no author name attached. If you are the author of the enclosed work please let me know and I’ll remedy the situation. This story, and all the stories in this archive are meant to be free. They where sent freely and should remain public domain. Rogue Desire by Lady Amethyst Rogue tossed restlessly in bed unable to sleep. Eventually she sat up in annoyance, she wasn't even vaguely tired, what she was was horny. "God damn it," she swore. "If ya had to make it impossible for me to touch people then why in hell d'ya give me the desire to." She stood up and paced the room kicking clothes into corners and finally stopping in front of the mirror. Looking at herself she reached down and pulled her nightshirt over her head. Throwing it aside she removed her panties too and stared at her body. She wasn't all that slim, not like Storm or Psylocke, more voluptuous she thought. She rather liked the sound of that. "Voluptuous," she said softly cupping her breasts. She lifted them up a little and looking down took her left nipple into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue. It hardened instantly. She tried the other and it too responded at once. Sighing she moved over to lean against the wall that seperated her room from Remy's. Closing her eyes she pictured him, naked as he had been that day she'd spied on him as he took a shower. Heat ran through her body at the memory. "Ah wish you could come through an' watch me Remy but ah know you. You'd just want more. Most pig-headed, stubborn man ah ever met." Rogue moved away from the wall and sat on the edge of the bed facing the mirror with her legs parted. She ran her hand through the curly dark red hair between her legs thoughtfully. ------ On the other side of the wall Gambit peered through a small hole cut in behind the mirror where he had scraped off a small portion of the silver coating its back. It had been a joke at first, just to see if it would work he'd told himself. I'll fill it in again once I find out. But it had worked and he hadn't filled it in and he found it harder and harder not to watch her. She seemed to like watching herself in the mirror and God knows it was the closest he could get to her. But it was so cheap. Sleazy. But then who was to know? ------ In her room Rogue parted the lips of her pussy, lifting one leg up onto the bed to give herself a better view. She stroked her finger up catching her clitoris lightly with her nail as she passed it. She almost hated herself for playing this game as it gave her no release but she felt drawn to try anyway. Orgasm, sounds so simple. She had felt it, but never by touching herself, only in her mind. In her fantasies and her dreams she could reach that climax but still she longed for the concrete, for touch, for his touch. She continued to tease her clitoris, an unfortunately stupid word she thought, feeling a mix of heat and almost pain. Is that all pleasure is then she wondered, just a twisted form of pain. Always so intertwined in thought, the pleasure and the pain, the pain and the pleasure. She grasped herself between two of her nails and pinched hard, she cried out in pain but yes, there was pleasure there too. She felt cheap staring at herself in a mirror all alone. Sometimes when she was in bed half asleep she could make her fantasies so real that it was as if there was someone there. But the minute she tried too hard, got excited enough to touch herself, they went away and she was alone again. She stood up and wandered around the room, one hand still teasing between her legs. "Ah bet ah'm the only virgin in this whole building. Ah bet even Jubilee's done it. Ah bet Scott 'n Jean are doin' it right now." She looked out the window at the single light she could see from Jean and Scott's window then kicked her dresser hard enough to scatter the stuff on top of it across the floor. Her candlestick landed by her foot sending the candle rolling under the bed. She crawled under and picked it up but as she moved to replace it in its holder she paused and held it up to the light thoughtfully, running her finger up its length. She started to carry it back to the bed before changing her mind. "No dammit all, not this time." She stuck the candle back in its holder and threw herself into bed pulling the covers tight around her. She reached out and switched the light off but after shivering in the dark a few moments she changed her mind and switched it on again. She closed her eyes and composed herself to sleep, to no avail. She couldn't get comfy and every time she moved her hand seemed to gravitate to her pussy. Still she persevered for a half hour to ignore her body. Eventually she sat up in frustration and stared at herself angrily in the mirror. Thumping her fist against the mattress she pulled herself forward so she was once again sitting on the edge of the bed staring at herself. She lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling as she allowed her hands once more to stray. With one hand she rubbed gently at her clitoris while the other hand moved lower to circle the entrance to her vagina. ------ In his room Remy had been alerted by the thump of her fist against the mattress and moved to his vantage point again. "Oh Chere dat's right. Give Gambit sometin' interestin' to look at." Keeping his eye glued to the wall he lowered one hand to his waist and pulled off his shorts. Licking his lips he clasped his penis and slowly started to stroke it. "Rogue chere. Gambit know you wouldn't approve but you ain't de only one with drives an' I get de feeling you'd rather this than I was wit someone else." ------ On her bed Rogue slid a finger inside herself feeling the strange texture of the tissue that closed around her finger. She added another finger, pushing deeper inside and out and in, rubbing against her clit with each stroke. But she wanted more, something that would fill her completely. She stood up, her fingers still working inside her and picked up the candle she had discarded earlier. She climbed onto the bed and faced the mirror in a kneeling position. Then she held the candle so the tip buried into the bed and the rest jutted straight up toward her pussy. She slid her legs apart so the base of the candle now touched her entrance. She wiggled her hips around gently, working the candle inside her. Then she slowly slid her knees further and further apart watching herself sink lower and the candle plunge deeper. Her hands were on her breasts and stomach stroking herself. She bit her lip at the twinge of pain as the candle reached as far as it could go. She knelt back up taking the candle up with her and stared at herself. In her eyes tears started to form, she tried to hold them back but they spilled over running down her cheeks and dripping onto her breasts. She grabbed the tip of the candle and pulled it out with a gasp. Hurling it across the room she fell onto the bed and let her tears flow freely. ------ On the other side of the wall Gambit pushed his hands against the wall as if to reach out to her. "I'm here Chere. I'm right here for you." Turning away he quickly pulled on a poloneck top, tracksuit bottoms, socks and gloves and ran out the door and into Rogue's room. Hearing the noise she turned around pulling the covers in front of her. "Remy, whatchyou..." "Hush Chere. Everytin' gon' be alright." He climbed onto the bed beside her. "Noone has t'be alone when dey don' want t' be." He came around behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her back down to lie on the bed with him. He wrapped his legs over hers and buried his face into her soft hair. "Now don' dat feel better Rogue?" Rogue turned around in his embrace and buried her face against his chest. "Ah love ya so much Remy," she said through her tears. "For every time ya do somethin' stupid an' pig headed ya do somethin' like this. An it more'n makes up for it." "You know Gambit'll always be here when you really need him." "Ah know." The End