X-Men Drabble: Restless Nights
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lynx212Title: Restless Nights
Fandom: X-Men
Character(s): Scott Summers, Remy LeBeau, Logan
Prompt: #47 Sleepless
Words: 345
Rating: Adult
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Summary: Scott doesn’t know why he continues to do this but he knows he doesn’t plan on stopping…
It was during nights like this one that he didn’t sleep. By all rights he should be out like a light and sleeping like a log but he wasn’t. It was on rare occasions like this one that he would sit close to the open window, light up a cigar and stare out into the darkness.
Lights approach from a distance and something in him flinches. When the headlights pass over his face it feels like he’s being singled out for the guilty man he is. He sighs before taking a deep drag off the cigar between his fingers and looks over at the bed behind him. There is a slight shifting under the blankets and he smiles despite himself and his morose thoughts. Warm and raunchy memories from the past few hours flood his mind, pushing his guilt aside and making his cock twitch.
It shouldn’t be that easy but it is he’ll probably go to hell for it but that possibility doesn’t change a thing.
A well muscled arm moves the sheets back from the body stirring on the bed under the dim lamp light. The body sits up causing auburn hair to spill across toned shoulders. With a mere stretch that body calls out to the man sitting in the window and he wants nothing more than to push the owner down and test how flexible that body can be.
When eyes that should belong to no man meet his, his stomach knots and he falls into that sinful gaze.
“Wolvie gon kill ya for stealing his cigars, Scotty.”
Scott smirks around the cigar between his lips before saying, “I’m willing to take the risk.”
“You’re a brave one, Scotty. I think I’ll lie here and be a good boy until he gets back, Mon ami.”
Scott merely smiled at the Cajun as he thought about how the three of them have been anything but good this evening but such is life. Scott Summers may not sleep on nights like this but that was ok... some things were worth losing sleep over.
Fandom: X-Men
Character(s): Scott Summers, Remy LeBeau, Logan
Prompt: #47 Sleepless
Words: 345
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters I just like to play with them. Written for
100_men Summary: Scott doesn’t know why he continues to do this but he knows he doesn’t plan on stopping…
It was during nights like this one that he didn’t sleep. By all rights he should be out like a light and sleeping like a log but he wasn’t. It was on rare occasions like this one that he would sit close to the open window, light up a cigar and stare out into the darkness.
Lights approach from a distance and something in him flinches. When the headlights pass over his face it feels like he’s being singled out for the guilty man he is. He sighs before taking a deep drag off the cigar between his fingers and looks over at the bed behind him. There is a slight shifting under the blankets and he smiles despite himself and his morose thoughts. Warm and raunchy memories from the past few hours flood his mind, pushing his guilt aside and making his cock twitch.
It shouldn’t be that easy but it is he’ll probably go to hell for it but that possibility doesn’t change a thing.
A well muscled arm moves the sheets back from the body stirring on the bed under the dim lamp light. The body sits up causing auburn hair to spill across toned shoulders. With a mere stretch that body calls out to the man sitting in the window and he wants nothing more than to push the owner down and test how flexible that body can be.
When eyes that should belong to no man meet his, his stomach knots and he falls into that sinful gaze.
“Wolvie gon kill ya for stealing his cigars, Scotty.”
Scott smirks around the cigar between his lips before saying, “I’m willing to take the risk.”
“You’re a brave one, Scotty. I think I’ll lie here and be a good boy until he gets back, Mon ami.”
Scott merely smiled at the Cajun as he thought about how the three of them have been anything but good this evening but such is life. Scott Summers may not sleep on nights like this but that was ok... some things were worth losing sleep over.
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Date: 2011-02-28 09:29 pm (UTC)Thanks for the comment love ^_^