I was staring out the window at the pouring rain, when I heard footsteps approaching. 'strange ' I thought,' everyone was at the movies except me.' I raised my hand to my visor. "O, that wont be necessary, mister." "Gambit?" " Yeah it's me." "what happened to your accent?" "I've learned to control it." 'great' I thought' the only guy that makes me get butterflies in my stomach was in the same room as me, alone.'
I watched as he crossed the room to stand in front of me, until he was about one inch away from my face. "I love you" was all he said before he leaned in and captured my lips. His lips were a little puffy for a man. But that did not matter, tasted like chicken. I groaned and felt him smile against his lips.
I hooked my hand around his neck and, brought him down for another kiss. Now it was his turn to groan and me to smile. I swung him up in to my arms. ' I cant believe this is happening' I thought to myself. As I carried him to my room, we continued to kiss. As he stood up in front of me, we took each other's clothed off. We felt along each other's bodies, with blind passion. "I love you, Remy," I said as I grabbed the lube from the nightstand.
"I love you too Scott," he said as I slammed into him. As I thrust in and out of him, groaning I tried not to come on the first thrust. For he was tight and hot. "Cyclops," he screamed loud enough to wake the dead. I reached around to his penis and began to stroke him in time with my thrusts.
It was not long before I felt his cock stiffen and release in to my hand. I felt his muscles clutch my cock, and I came with a violent cry as I fell on top of him. I pulled out, and laid down next to him. I wrapped him in my arms. "I love you, Cyke." "I love you to, gambit." then we fell in to a blissful sleep.