Whispers

 
 

blurts

Remy never knows what hit him.

One moment, he's sparring with a virtual opponent in the Danger Room, letting loose some steam (who can blame him?). The next, he's laid out flat on his back and Rogue is perched on top of him, grinning down smugly.

"Hey, sugah."

"I take it you wanted to talk to moi," he says mildly amused.

She hums her agreement, running her gloves over his shoulders. "I think I want another baby," she blurts, then blushes.

He's surprised at first and then understanding dawns. "They're resistant." It won't hurt them.

Rogue smiles softly. "They are."
 


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