Author's Note- Hey all, Sorry about that, I mixed up the two parts I was
updating somehow. Well, here they are in the right stories.
Second Note- Yet another lemon in this part.
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Lightspeed Suzuka- Here it is, continued. I know I need a title. I can title every chapter but I can't come up with a title for the story. Any ideas?
Tigeress Moon- Yep, reverting back to my outpouring of fluff.
Ishandahalf- I know, honestly I expected to write one but it didn't happen.
RogueVampyr- I'm glad you're happy. It wasn't quite sooner but...
elf-princess4- here ya go.
Risty- I'm sure I can find something :)
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England
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It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
-Bon Jovi
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"Bye, sugah," Rogue said hugging her best friend tightly.
"I will come back," Kitty promised. She went to Remy and hugged him. "Take care of her."
"Always, petite," Remy smiled. Much to Pete's shock Rogue hugged him.
"Watch out for Kitty," Rogue ordered as a surprised Wisdom returned the hug.
"I will," Pete grinned as Kitty walked over thrusting her bag into his arms. "Nothin' but a bleedin' pack-mule t' you," he muttered good naturedly as he put her bag back onto the plane. Betsy came up with her bag and Warren walking beside her carrying one of her other bags and one of his. The two exchanged their own hugs with Remy and Rogue.
Lockheed flew up to them launching himself into Rogue's arms. Rogue caught him and hugged the little dragon giving him a soft kiss to the nose. He responded with a lick on her cheek. Lockheed then flew onto the plane, after attempting to dive-bomb Pete who responded with several, quite loud expletives. "Wisdom!" Remy called in mock anger. "Watch your language in front of the femmes!"
"Screw you," Pete called back taking Betsy's bag from her and putting it onto the plane.
"Do y' hear that, chat?" Remy asked as though he were in shock. "Sorry chér, mais Remy don't bat for de ot'er team."
"You're just a riot t'day, Lebeau," Pete grumbled after storing the last of the bags. He shut the door.
"Pete!" Kitty scolded.
"Wot?" he asked.
"You just locked Lockheed inside."
Pete grinned before putting on an innocent expression. "Did I?"
"Pete..." With a sigh he opened the door letting an annoyed Lockheed out of the baggage department. Lockheed growled at him before letting loose and stream of flame. Pete leapt aside. "Lockheed! Not near my plane!" The dragon stopped putting his head down.
"Another branch ta the dysfunctional family," Rogue smirked.
"Ya `aven't seen anything yet," Pete said. "Wait till ya meet my family." He turned to Kitty. "Ready, luv?"
Kitty hugged her friends one last time. "Bye guys." The four got onto the plane. Remy and Rogue stood back watching as the plane took off. Rogue sighed leaning against him.
"C'mon, chére," Remy said slipping an arm around her shoulders.
On the plane, three hours later
Pete watched as the clouds floated under them. God, he was bored. Bored, bored, bored. The wall was down but it was for the other couple's privacy. They were having an intense make-out session when Kitty finally put the wall down. But his lover was too busy monitoring a storm to join him. "Pete?" Kitty asked looking over at him.
"Yeah?"
"What are you thinking about?"
He snorted. "Don't ya know better then t' ask a guy that?" he asked smiling. "The answer is always, sleep, violence, food, or sex." He leered at her. "Want t' guess which one?" She giggled getting up and walking to him straddling his legs.
"I wanted to tell you that we just flew over the storm."
He grinned wrapping his arms around her waist. "Really?"
"Mmm hmm." He kissed her running his hands over her thighs. Kitty leaned closer deepening the kiss.
"Love ya."
"Love you too," she murmured working on his tie. Pete's hands were almost shaking as he fumbled with her top. She kissed him again softly causing him to meet her eyes. "You okay?"
"Yeah, plan on provin' it t'night too," he said smiling mischievously.
She giggled. "Do you now?"
"O' course." His hands, more steady now slid her top up and off of her body. Kitty looked into his eyes and smiled at him phasing his own shirt then his slacks and boxers off. "That's cheatin', luv," he accused. She just stuck her tongue out at him.
Unable to resist that sight he kissed her drawing her tongue into his mouth. He gently tugged on her jeans pulling away to look at her raising his eyebrows. Kitty got to her feet phasing the rest of her clothes off. She stood allowing Pete's eyes to rove over her slowly. He opened his arms and she smiled going back to him and straddling his legs.
He lowered his head suckling one breast while his hand drifted lower sliding into her. He continued both actions smiling at each time she moaned or arched into him. "Pete, please," she gasped. "Now." Pete pulled his hand away to grab her hips spreading her legs a little more allowing him to guide her down on him. Both groaned at their joining, which had been prevented for so long by his injury. They moved together in perfect harmony. She reached her climax only instants before his. They collapsed together in the chair.
"Well," he murmured huskily. "That was worth the wait."
"Yes, yes it was," Kitty agreed. There was a ding from the controls. "We're here."
"And?"
"And, we better get dressed," her lips curved up in a impish smile, "unless you want to go walking around England naked?"
"Right then, I'll get dressed." They stood and put their clothes back on. She took the plane down.
"We're home."
Pete turned to her and grinned. "Home?"
"Well, it's your home so... I guess it's kind of my home too, just like America's kind of yours now."
"In a weird way, that makes sense." They put the wall down and were met with... nothing. They walked out to see that the others had already started to unpack. They threw their things into the jeep and drove back to camp.
Second Note- Yet another lemon in this part.
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Lightspeed Suzuka- Here it is, continued. I know I need a title. I can title every chapter but I can't come up with a title for the story. Any ideas?
Tigeress Moon- Yep, reverting back to my outpouring of fluff.
Ishandahalf- I know, honestly I expected to write one but it didn't happen.
RogueVampyr- I'm glad you're happy. It wasn't quite sooner but...
elf-princess4- here ya go.
Risty- I'm sure I can find something :)
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England
~*~
It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
-Bon Jovi
~*~
"Bye, sugah," Rogue said hugging her best friend tightly.
"I will come back," Kitty promised. She went to Remy and hugged him. "Take care of her."
"Always, petite," Remy smiled. Much to Pete's shock Rogue hugged him.
"Watch out for Kitty," Rogue ordered as a surprised Wisdom returned the hug.
"I will," Pete grinned as Kitty walked over thrusting her bag into his arms. "Nothin' but a bleedin' pack-mule t' you," he muttered good naturedly as he put her bag back onto the plane. Betsy came up with her bag and Warren walking beside her carrying one of her other bags and one of his. The two exchanged their own hugs with Remy and Rogue.
Lockheed flew up to them launching himself into Rogue's arms. Rogue caught him and hugged the little dragon giving him a soft kiss to the nose. He responded with a lick on her cheek. Lockheed then flew onto the plane, after attempting to dive-bomb Pete who responded with several, quite loud expletives. "Wisdom!" Remy called in mock anger. "Watch your language in front of the femmes!"
"Screw you," Pete called back taking Betsy's bag from her and putting it onto the plane.
"Do y' hear that, chat?" Remy asked as though he were in shock. "Sorry chér, mais Remy don't bat for de ot'er team."
"You're just a riot t'day, Lebeau," Pete grumbled after storing the last of the bags. He shut the door.
"Pete!" Kitty scolded.
"Wot?" he asked.
"You just locked Lockheed inside."
Pete grinned before putting on an innocent expression. "Did I?"
"Pete..." With a sigh he opened the door letting an annoyed Lockheed out of the baggage department. Lockheed growled at him before letting loose and stream of flame. Pete leapt aside. "Lockheed! Not near my plane!" The dragon stopped putting his head down.
"Another branch ta the dysfunctional family," Rogue smirked.
"Ya `aven't seen anything yet," Pete said. "Wait till ya meet my family." He turned to Kitty. "Ready, luv?"
Kitty hugged her friends one last time. "Bye guys." The four got onto the plane. Remy and Rogue stood back watching as the plane took off. Rogue sighed leaning against him.
"C'mon, chére," Remy said slipping an arm around her shoulders.
On the plane, three hours later
Pete watched as the clouds floated under them. God, he was bored. Bored, bored, bored. The wall was down but it was for the other couple's privacy. They were having an intense make-out session when Kitty finally put the wall down. But his lover was too busy monitoring a storm to join him. "Pete?" Kitty asked looking over at him.
"Yeah?"
"What are you thinking about?"
He snorted. "Don't ya know better then t' ask a guy that?" he asked smiling. "The answer is always, sleep, violence, food, or sex." He leered at her. "Want t' guess which one?" She giggled getting up and walking to him straddling his legs.
"I wanted to tell you that we just flew over the storm."
He grinned wrapping his arms around her waist. "Really?"
"Mmm hmm." He kissed her running his hands over her thighs. Kitty leaned closer deepening the kiss.
"Love ya."
"Love you too," she murmured working on his tie. Pete's hands were almost shaking as he fumbled with her top. She kissed him again softly causing him to meet her eyes. "You okay?"
"Yeah, plan on provin' it t'night too," he said smiling mischievously.
She giggled. "Do you now?"
"O' course." His hands, more steady now slid her top up and off of her body. Kitty looked into his eyes and smiled at him phasing his own shirt then his slacks and boxers off. "That's cheatin', luv," he accused. She just stuck her tongue out at him.
Unable to resist that sight he kissed her drawing her tongue into his mouth. He gently tugged on her jeans pulling away to look at her raising his eyebrows. Kitty got to her feet phasing the rest of her clothes off. She stood allowing Pete's eyes to rove over her slowly. He opened his arms and she smiled going back to him and straddling his legs.
He lowered his head suckling one breast while his hand drifted lower sliding into her. He continued both actions smiling at each time she moaned or arched into him. "Pete, please," she gasped. "Now." Pete pulled his hand away to grab her hips spreading her legs a little more allowing him to guide her down on him. Both groaned at their joining, which had been prevented for so long by his injury. They moved together in perfect harmony. She reached her climax only instants before his. They collapsed together in the chair.
"Well," he murmured huskily. "That was worth the wait."
"Yes, yes it was," Kitty agreed. There was a ding from the controls. "We're here."
"And?"
"And, we better get dressed," her lips curved up in a impish smile, "unless you want to go walking around England naked?"
"Right then, I'll get dressed." They stood and put their clothes back on. She took the plane down.
"We're home."
Pete turned to her and grinned. "Home?"
"Well, it's your home so... I guess it's kind of my home too, just like America's kind of yours now."
"In a weird way, that makes sense." They put the wall down and were met with... nothing. They walked out to see that the others had already started to unpack. They threw their things into the jeep and drove back to camp.