Cajun Flavor (one x one yaoi rp)

[Silver Nephilim]

Xavier nodded, looking at Scott. The man glanced away. "Fine. I'm sorry." Jeannie chewed his lip, sidling out with the man as Jean and the male psychic shut the door to have a private chat with the man with twin bazookas for eyes. The boy looked over at the other thief.

"Y'think w'shoul' git back t'our room?"

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Gambit's attitude immediately brightened as he hauled the boy in his arms and started walking back to their room. "Sorry cher. You better now?"

[Silver Nephilim]

"Yeh." He pulled an awkward smile as he rubbed at his still somewhat bruised face. "S'not's bad 's i'looked." He settled his chin on the man's shoulder, blinking slowly as his look sank into thoughtfulness. "Hey, Rems?" He pressed his lips together, deciding better of it.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Remy gently booted the door open, his pants sliding off, leaving him back in his thong as he settled the boy under some covers, making sure to close and lock the door before joining him. "Mmm? What is it, cher?"

[Silver Nephilim]

Jeannie shook his head. "Nothin'." He felt himself blushing and turned over, staring out the window. He squeezed his eyes shut, blurting out, "Woul' y'show meh how t'fight?"

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He pressed against the boy's back, kissing his shoulder as a few fingers slid up his shirt. "Oh? Why dat, ma petit?" He smiled, planting kisses along his neck.

[Silver Nephilim]

"Sah'c'n kick s'body i'th'face next time they hit me. Elsewise ah'll keep havin t'make y'go outta y'way f'nothin'..." He shivered, turning his head to catch the man's lips before holding up a slim wallet, billfold too thin for the rest of its contents, between his fingers. "Y'think any o' those other kids'll be missin theirs?" He turned onto his other side, deeping the kiss.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He grinned into the kiss, sliding his tongue against his as he started to slide the boy out of his clothes. "Mmmm-mmm...Remy got hisself a very, very slick t'ief..."

[Silver Nephilim]

" 'Course." He grinned, sliding his tongue out over his lips and back in, whispering in a husky, almost trembling voice, "Mon voleur..." Jeannie ducked his head down as he pulled his shirt up over his head, tugging at the man's while licking down his neck further, sucking at the crook near his shoulder, unconsciously sliding his leg over his.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He purred, smiling as he stroked the boy's chest. "Mm...You got better, Jeannie..."

[Silver Nephilim]

The boy sighed, feeling his arms slacken down by his sides. "Wha' y'mean, got bettah?" He leaned back, closing his eyes and letting himself enjoy the feeling some.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He purred and kissed lower down the boy's body.

[Silver Nephilim]

He gulped, jerking back slightly. "S-sorreh."

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He smiled and nuzzled him. "It's alright, cher."

[Silver Nephilim]

He smiled. "Shah." He leaned down, nuzzling at his hip, a small laugh escaping.