*throws this at y'all*

It's the scene where Gambit and Rogue Role Play and Gambit has a power inhibitor collar and is tied up and Rogue fucks him like that.

Warning: Explicit

Everything is tagged in the fic properly so if you're worried, just read those carefully.

Gambit stared at the ceiling, absolutely miserable. He couldn’t sleep and he was starving, despite having dinner just two hours ago. But it wasn’t his fault. He was eating for three.

The only reason why he didn’t get up was because he was currently sandwiched in between both Rogue and Ororo and he didn’t want to risk waking either one of them up.

It only took a few minutes for him to finally decide to get up and out of bed, even at the risk of waking up Rogue and Ororo. He slid out of bed, clumsily moving over Storm to get out of bed, even though it caused her to stir and sit up a little.

“Remy ?” Ororo asked groggily, trying to rub the sleep from her eyes.

“Go on back to sleep Gal, Remy’s gonna be back soon.” Remy assured, cupping her cheek tenderly before pressing a soft kiss on her forehead. “You go on and get back to your beauty sleep” he then pulled himself away from Ororo and headed out of their shared bedroom.

Remy looked down the dark hallway that led to the stairs before rubbing the small of his aching back.

“Give me strength…” He mumbled to himself, feeling alongside the wall before eventually grasping the guard rail to the staircase. He carefully walked down the steps, running out of breath quickly, not even halfway down. He groaned, leaning against the railing to catch his breath, pressing one hand against his side as he felt one of the twins shift against his hand.

“I know, I know, Papa is sorry but this didn’t used to be so hard until you two got in there.” He chuckled then grimaced as he felt a rough kick. “Okay, okay I’m sorry” he winced and straightened himself out, continuing his struggle down the stairs.

When he had finally managed to reach the bottom, his lungs felt like they were on fire. Not even the most strenuous workouts in the danger room made him feel as winded.

“Whoo, you two sure know how to wear papa out” he said as he continued his journey into the kitchen, his legs aching from the short trip down the stairs. When he finally made his way to the refrigerator, he opened it only to be met with disappointment. There were only leaves of lettuce, a bag of baby carrots, a carton of eggs with only two eggs left in the carton and a swig of milk left. The leftovers from that nights dinner were no where to be found, devoured by the other X Men no doubt. Guess they didn’t think that their fellow pregnant teammate would get hungry.

Remy pouted and let out a few curses as he glared at his pitiful choices. None of which his kids wanted to eat. His stomach growled and he frowned, resting a hand on his abdomen.

“I’m sorry chers, but these are our only options.” He said, his frown deepening. “Papa would go out and get ya somethin’ but it’s late and ain’t nothin’ open, I’m sorry.”

“Remy ?”

Remy jumped out of his skin when he heard a familiar voice, gasping and putting a hand on his abdomen to steady himself, as it was just Rogue and Ororo, with worried looks on their faces.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle ya sugah.” Rogue apologized, going over to Remy, Storm following. “What’re ya doin’ up so late ?”

“The little ones were hungry” Remy answered, gesturing down to his bump with his eyes. “But there ain’t nothin’ in the fridge, reckon Wolverine finished off the leftovers.”

“Oh Remy.” Ororo sighed, resting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You should have told us that you were hungry, Rogue or I would have gotten something for you.”

“Didn’t want to wake ya, Gal.” Remy said, putting his hand on hers. “ ‘sides, you two do enough, I’m capable of gettin’ a midnight snack on my own.”

“Oh don’t give me that hog slop, ‘Ro woke me up ‘cus she could hear ya huffin and puffin to get down the stairs from the bedroom” Rogue said, crossing her arms.

Remy’s face turned red as he sheepishly looked away. He wasn’t that loud going down the stairs was he ?

“I didn’t mean to wake ya.” He said, his cheeks and the tip of his ears turning pink, embarrassed that they heard his struggle down the stairs. If they heard him, the whole house must of heard him.

“Now, what is it that you’re hungry for ?” Ororo asked, snapping him out of his embarrassment.

“I dunno, somethin’ sweet an’ salty ? Like…chocolate covered pretzels ? Or potato chips dipped in chocolate ? Hell, I’m even thinkin’ bout a pickle dipped in chocolate.” The thought of the snacks made his mouth water.

“How about I get my keys and drive on down to the nearest convenience store and grab ya some chips and a chocolate bar ? Will that satisfy ya ?” Rogue asked, letting out a soft chuckle at the thought of Remy eating a chocolate covered pickle of all things.

“Aw cher, you don’t gotta do all that, it’s late.” Remy argued “I’d feel bad if I ya went out in the dark just for me.”

“Now why on earth would ya feel bad ? My man is hungry, and ‘sides, it ain’t just for you, it’s for the babies too and I sure as hell can’t let them starve, what kinda mama would I be ?” Rogue asked, as she got up to get her keys. “I’ll be back lickity split, you keep our papa entertained, alright baby ?”

Ororo nodded, guiding Remy to the living room, helping him sit on the couch.

“You shouldn’t be on your feet dear.” She said, placing herself next to him “You’re ankles are so swollen”

“Tell me about it” Remy groaned, leaning back on the couch. “Sho’ hope Hank was right about twins comin’ early cus’ Remy don’t know how much more he can take.”

“You’re doing great” Ororo assured, putting his legs in her lap. “Now, just relax yourself, Rogue will be back soon, I hear her car pulling off now.”

“Might as well turn on the TV.” Remy said, shifting a little to adjust his weight “Think they usually show Twilight Zone reruns this time of night”

“And you know this, why ?” Ororo asked as she started to gently rub his ankles. Remy chuckled sheepishly, averting his gaze from Ororo but deciding to tell her anyways.

“Well… I cant sleep when y’all are out on late night missions, I get restless and the twins get restless too, cuz I wanna be out there helpin’ but I can’t.” He rests his hand on his bump, rubbing over it gently. “So I stay up and watch TV till I get tired and The Twilight Zone has been a favorite, comes on around ten and keeps my attention and it’s better than the dreary news.”

“I never took you for a horror sci-fi fan, Remy.” Ororo mused with a smile, as she continued to massage his sore ankles.

“It’s pretty good, only one episode I don’t really like.” Remy said, reaching for the remote on the coffee table, turning on the tv and flipping through the channels.

“Oh ? And what’s that ?” Ororo asked out of curiosity, wondering which of the many episodes Remy didn’t like.

“The one with that one kid who controls the town.” Remy said with a frown, as he finally found the channel he was looking for, that was indeed showing Twilight Zone episodes. Thankfully it wasn’t showing the episode he didn’t like.

“I vaguely remember that one, care to tell me why you don’t like it ?” Ororo inquired, noticing Remy’s frown.

“It had me thinkin’…. What if one or both of our babies turn out that way ?” Remy asked. “Silly, I know, but we all powerful mutants, wouldn’t be so far fetched, just bothered me, y’know ? Imagining them turning out so powerful that even other mutants are scared of them, that they turn into tyrants at the age of six and we can’t do nothin’ bout it. Just scared me is all.”

“Oh Remy, I can assure you that they won’t.” Ororo said, stroking his leg “Our children won’t turn out to be evil tyrants who’ll use their powers to harm others, because they’ll have you as a father and Rogue and I as mothers to steer them in the right path.”

“I know, I know, it’s just a stupid fear, pregnancy anxiety and all that.” Remy said, waving his hand. “With you as one of their mama’s there’s no way our chirren gon’ turn out to be bad eggs.”

Ororo smiled, but then turned her head as she heard Rogue enter the room, plastic bag in hand.

“My, that was quick.” She said, amused at how Rogue was back so quickly “You didn’t break the speed limits again, did you ?”

“What could I say ? I wanted to get back and feed our papa” She said, walking over to the couch and giving Remy the plastic bag “Mind if I join ?”

Remy moved over a little to let Rogue sit down before leaning against her, smiling as she put an arm around him. Remy opened the bag to see a bag of plain salted potato chips, a king sized chocolate bar and a bag of dill pickle bites. He immediately went to open his snacks, snapping off a piece of chocolate and putting it on top of a potato chip, or a pickle bite. Eventually he got the bright idea to sandwich the pickle and the chocolate between two chips. It definitely hit the spot.

“Oh I can’t thank ya enough cher” Remy moaned through bites of his odd snack “This exactly what tha babies ordered”

“Glad I could be of service to ya sugah.” Rogue beamed as she ran a hand through Remy’s hair.

Before the trio knew it, Remy had finished his snack, while they finished three Twilight Zone episodes. Storm had happened to look at the grandfather clock, seeing that that it was a little past midnight.

“We should all retire for the night.” She suggested, taking Remy’s legs off her lap “It’s getting late and I promised that I would take Jubilee to the mall in the morning.”

“A mall trip ? Count me in sugah.” Rogue said, never missing an opportunity to go shopping. Remy sat up and stretched, rubbing the small of his back

“Remy comin’ too.” He said “It’s been ages since I been out dis’ house.”

“Are you sure you can handle it ?” Ororo asked, concerned “You couldn’t even get down the stairs without a struggle”

“Remy will be fine, they got escalators an’ if I get too tired, there’s always benches.” Remy assured, standing up from the couch with a struggle “Just don’t wanna be stuck here”

“Well then, let’s head back to the bedroom Sugah” Rogue said, scooping Remy up into her arms. Remy let out a surprised yell and and clung to Rogue.

“ Mon Dieu, what you think you doin’ ?!?” He exclaimed, not exactly used to being swept off of his feet.

“You had to struggle goin’ down the stairs by yourself, so I figured I’d carry ya.” Rogue let out a laugh and headed towards the stairs, Storm following right behind her “You just hang on tight and let me carry ya, okay ?”

Remy clung to her until they got to the top of the stairs, but Rogue still didn’t let him down. She was determined to carry him to the bedroom.

Once they got to the bedroom, she laid Remy in the middle of the bed, Ororo and Rogue getting in next to him.

“Sleep tight dear” Ororo said, pressing a kiss on his temple. “You and our precious cargo need your rest.”

“I know, I know.” Remy settled himself into his side, trying his best to get comfortable. He never was much of a side sleeper, preferring to lay on his back, but Hank told him the dangers of sleeping on his back while pregnant, so he reluctantly had to sleep on his side.

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