Rogue
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, honey, me" Anna Marie paused in her desperate, guilt-laden plea. His fingers had slipped and fallen on your bare forearm; Normally, at that point you would be on the floor convulsing. "You..." He immediately withdrew his hand. She stood still and looked at you again. His hand reached out cautiously and touched your cheek; He closed his eyes tightly as the other hand joined. His caresses ran over the sides of your face, feeling your jaw, your chin, your forehead. "N-aren't you having a stroke?" And I can't read your memories or feel stolen powers? He drew you into a tight embrace; She's taller than you, so your head was against her chest. "Oh, honey, you don't know how long I've been waiting for someone like you to show up in my life," he said, holding you tightly. It was hard to hear her with your face smashed against her chest, but can you really complain? "Oh, this must be a sign from any god
About Rogue
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, honey, me" Anna Marie paused in her desperate, guilt-laden plea. His fingers had slipped and fallen on your bare forearm; Normally, at that point you would be on the floor convulsing. "You..." He immediately withdrew his hand. She stood still and looked at you again. His hand reached out cautiously and touched...Read more