Cajun Flavor (one x one yaoi rp)

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He chuckled and nestled against him, yawning softly as he fumbled about to turn the light out.

[Silver Nephilim]

He caught the yawn, groping over and helping to switch off the lamp. "G'nigh'."

[--The Winter Incubus--]

The Cajun already laid fast asleep, his chiseled chest moving slowly.

[Silver Nephilim]

The boy sighed and dozed off.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Remy slept soundly, the moon's beams dancing over both their bodies.

[Silver Nephilim]

Jeannie sat up, knuckling the sleep from his eyes as he looked around. "Hnnnuh?" Voice rose up to his ears from downstairs. He sighed, stumbling out of bed and into the kitchen. "Oops." He stopped, looking at the TV, as everyone else was. He could only catch snatches of conversation over the chatter. "Senator...Kelley...to ban...mutant..." He frowned. Jus' 'nothah rich ma-- He stumbled, Rogue swinging her way passed him. "Hey! Watch it!" She turned, looking down at him.

"Wha', sugah? Got a problem wi' me?" She took him by the sleeve and led him over to a corner.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Gambit yawned, scratching his hair as he sat up, lazily sliding a shirt and jeans on. "M-mm...Gambit need ta make dat boy sleep in some..."

[Silver Nephilim]

"Wh-wha' y'wan', lady?" Jeannie mumbled, glancing away as Rogue continued to stare at him.

"Wha' y'think you're doing, kid? Being with that man like you are? Wha're you gonna do when he finds hisself some wo--"

"Shuddup!" the boy snapped suddenly, a low glint forming around him. His eyes flashed. "Wha' y'care? Y'had a chance, I heard." He snarled. "Mean, if'n y'had some chance then y'threw i'way 'n' y'shouldn' be all like a snaggly tooth ha--" He gasped as the woman's bare hand touched his face.

"Y'shouldn've gone mouthin' off t'me, boy." Cold shot through his marrow. A dull sound like a scream came from far away as he sank to the floor with a growing dark in his eyes. Rogue stumbled around the room, plaster and bits of linoleum shooting into or down from the air as the boy's power shot through her, more uncontrollable than her own power it felt.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Gambit's eyes widened as he heard the scream. He scrambled downstairs, his mouth hanging open as he saw Fuse on the floor, and Rogue screaming and glowing a bright color. "Merde! Prof.! Logan! Get ovah 'ere now! Anybody!" He scrambled and got fuse in his arms, running over to Rogue and trying to hold her sleeve. "Cher!"

[Silver Nephilim]

Logan skidded into the kitchen, taking the situation in in a glance before grasping Rogue's sleeved arms and helping to hold her still. "Did she touch the kid?" He made a face as he looked at Fuse. "Professor, she's over here!" Xavier wheeled in, closing his eyes and pressing a hand to his temple.

"I'm forming a psychic barrier around Rogue to keep in the power she absorbed. Step back, Logan." Wolverine moved back quickly as Jean and Scott came into the room with Ororo.

"What's going on?" Jean wondered. "We heard screaming..." Her gaze fell on the boy. "What...what happened?" Cyclops made a face but said nothing as Ororo moved over to the wheelchaired man's side and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Charles?" The man cringed. "What is it?"

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Gambit held the boy in his arms, eyes wide and his hands shaking as he looked back and forth. "A-ah...Ah dey alright, Prof.?"

[Silver Nephilim]

The man winced slightly. "Rogue seems to be calming, though...this power... It's almost thrice that what we saw in the Danger Room..." He glanced at the thief. "She may be having the most trouble with the memories. We'll see. Jean, would you...?" He looked at the boy.

Jean moved over and looked at him, touching his forehead. "I can't feel anything..." Logan moved over and put a finger against his neck.

"Ain't dead. Breathin' could show y'that, bub. She probably didn't touch him long enough to do any serious hurt to him." He looked at the man's face. "An' don't go after her for it. At least not yet." The clawed man actually jumped as the boy jerked upward and sucked in a breath, gasping, eyes wide as he all but threw himself away from Jean's hand. "Easy, kid. You're not dead."

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He gasped as the boy jerked in hands. "Cher! Cher, calm down now...."

[Silver Nephilim]

Jeannie looked around, shuddering as he saw Rogue, shoving himself as far as he could against the man. He opened his mouth, only to have his teeth chatter. A low whimper died as it left his mouth. Xavier lowered the field around Rogue as the woman groaned and sank down against the counter to the floor. "Are you all right, Rogue?" he asked.

"M'head hurts," she muttered, rubbing her forehead and glancing at the boy and Gambit. Wha' is he?

[--The Winter Incubus--]

Gambit panicked and held the boy to his chest, burying his face in his chest as he stood and looked shakily around the room. He stormed out and quickly got back to their room. His heart practically shot out of his chest as he locked the door and stammered as he wrapped blankets around the boy.