Whispers

 
 

twirls

They take off for the night to celebrate. No matter there's still a long road to go, more lessons to learn and practice and become before she has mastered her power, this moment is one to cherish.

He dances her in his arms and remembers anew the flashing sparkle in her eyes, the way she fits against him, the glorious sound of her laugh.

Rogue twirls out in a bright circle before sliding into his arms again. He holds her close, nuzzles her neck, and is pleased at how small the tug is.

"Remy?" she breathes.

"Chère?"

"Let's go home."
 


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