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fingers rise, slipping into auburn locks, tangling even, as rogue presses herself into him.
〝 that so . . ? 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒 it. 〞
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〝 should i . . ? 〞 she coos, lightly pulling his lip downward.
handsome visage is craned up so anna marie can look upon him. 〝 might need 𖬺͟.
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hands travel along broad shoulders, fingertips kneading tense musculature beneath before embracing him entirely.
〝 i've missed ya', cajun . . . 〞
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rogue smells of 𝓈outhern whiskey ﹠̲ cherry licorice, he's close enough to t͟a͟s͟t͟e her.
their ascent up the stairs is anything but graceful ﹔ she's all 𖬺͟.
[ starter for @powersfusion ]
"Mm.." Scott noised, hand wrapped around Rogue's waist as he stumbled and stumbled up the stairs of the mansion. The smell of liquor was still on his tongue, grinning wide as they got closer and closer to her room.
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smiles tonight, lost in the feeling of scott's delicate touch.
her breath catches in her throat as he briefly closes the distance between them. 𖬺͟.
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𝓈ilk negligee, soft gossamer upon her flesh, lifts ﹠̲ rides against rogue's thighs as she settles in his lap.
she cups his visage, pad of her 𖬺͟.
He'd called @powersfusion over, since they were both free for the first time in a while.
She better be wearing something that was easy to take off... He needed to fuck just as badly as she did.







