The Name Is Cable

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[nathanfxkingsummers]

The name is Cable

I also go by Nathan Summers.

I am a soldier from the year 2068. I am currently stuck in this time, with no hope of returning anytime soon. I am the son of Madelyne Pryor and Scott Summers, and am an Omega Level Telekinetic, and Alpha Level Telepathic.

18+ MDNI | Minors Do Not Interact Adult topics are discussed and roleplayed out on this account that younger eyes do not need to see.

For a full rundown of my powers and abilities: Telekinesis Telepathy Physical Capabilities

I have a techno-organic virus slowly taking over my body, with my telekinetic powers being the only thing keeping it in check.

The Techno-Organic Virus is a growing organism that converts living or once-living tissue into animate technology, ultimately consuming its host entirely. Though a converted host continues to function as a living organism, it is driven by the desire to spread the virus to other lifeforms. With no known antidote, the virus can be held in place through physical means such as telekinesis.

If you are Wade Wilson: Fuck off 1. Dubstep is still for pussies 2. We're on "Sharkn8o" 3. Don't fucking mention my metal arm again, you dumb fuck.

[m0uthy-merc]

How in the fuck have you not fucked the world into oblivion, Wade? @nathanfxkingsummers

CABLE!! Hiiii, I didn’t know you were on here!

and to answer your question I have no fucking clue honestly- and since when do you know how to use Tumblr???

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Yeah, not a lot of people do. And please don’t go telling everyone you know I’m on here. NTW told me about this hellsite after I tried to get my timesliding device from her that someone conveniently used then destroyed. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?

[m0uthy-merc]

pffft what? I haven’t heard of any timesliding device of any sort! That’s so unfortunate that your weird Time Machine thingy went missing- I don’t know anyone who would destroy such a priceless invention, you should probably find whoever did that since I would obviously never do such a thing, now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go find Negasonic’s account-

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Uh huh...sureee, Wade. Never heard of it, yet I heard reports of you killing a few alternate versions of yourself, one suspiciously looking like some actor named Ryan Reynolds, and your girlfriend's alive again? Last time we talked, she was very much dead. You two doing okay, by the way?

[m0uthy-merc]

How in the fuck have you not fucked the world into oblivion, Wade? @nathanfxkingsummers

CABLE!! Hiiii, I didn’t know you were on here!

and to answer your question I have no fucking clue honestly- and since when do you know how to use Tumblr???

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Yeah, not a lot of people do. And please don’t go telling everyone you know I’m on here. NTW told me about this hellsite after I tried to get my timesliding device from her that someone conveniently used then destroyed. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?

[dancepooool]

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[osi-inn]

Hmmmm

Why are all the hot men tall as shit?

Like....

Magneto, 6 foot 2

Sabretooth, 6 foot 6

And then there's sinister..... he has like 3 different heights because no one can agree. So sinister heights is somewhere between 6 foot 3 and 6 foot 8.....

Anyway, the point still stands. Why are hot people tall as hell.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable is 6'8"...

[osi-inn]

*slowly turns to look*

Yeah. Point still stands. All the hot people are tall

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Yet have you seen a tall hot old person? like...ancient? Bet you haven't. They don't live long.

[osi-inn]

You know sinister is from the 19th century, right? Also, Erik is like going on a 100. And some how their still hot.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

I mean like real life tall people...fictional tall people live forever. :(

[osi-inn]

Hmmm. Does Jeff Goldblum count?

[nathanfxkingsummers]

...He is an outlier. He's an outlier in everything. Have you seen an old basketball player? I have not.

[osi-inn]

Hmmmm

Why are all the hot men tall as shit?

Like....

Magneto, 6 foot 2

Sabretooth, 6 foot 6

And then there's sinister..... he has like 3 different heights because no one can agree. So sinister heights is somewhere between 6 foot 3 and 6 foot 8.....

Anyway, the point still stands. Why are hot people tall as hell.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable is 6'8"...

[osi-inn]

*slowly turns to look*

Yeah. Point still stands. All the hot people are tall

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Yet have you seen a tall hot old person? like...ancient? Bet you haven't. They don't live long.

[osi-inn]

You know sinister is from the 19th century, right? Also, Erik is like going on a 100. And some how their still hot.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

I mean like real life tall people...fictional tall people live forever. :(

[osi-inn]

Hmmmm

Why are all the hot men tall as shit?

Like....

Magneto, 6 foot 2

Sabretooth, 6 foot 6

And then there's sinister..... he has like 3 different heights because no one can agree. So sinister heights is somewhere between 6 foot 3 and 6 foot 8.....

Anyway, the point still stands. Why are hot people tall as hell.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable is 6'8"...

[osi-inn]

*slowly turns to look*

Yeah. Point still stands. All the hot people are tall

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Yet have you seen a tall hot old person? like...ancient? Bet you haven't. They don't live long.

[osi-inn]

Hmmmm

Why are all the hot men tall as shit?

Like....

Magneto, 6 foot 2

Sabretooth, 6 foot 6

And then there's sinister..... he has like 3 different heights because no one can agree. So sinister heights is somewhere between 6 foot 3 and 6 foot 8.....

Anyway, the point still stands. Why are hot people tall as hell.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable is 6'8"...

[stryfeposting]

[nathanfxkingsummers]

...Sounds about right.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[theragincajun]

Remy smirked feeling Cable harden in his hand. “The demon?” He whispered into Cable’s ear smelling how delectable he was. He gently kissed the jawline of Cable as he gently squeezed his cock under his hand. He continued to whisper into the man’s ear, his lips grazing the cartilaged rim. “You are addicting, sha.”

He pulled back seeing Cable’s arms whizzing around doing weird things he hadn’t seen before. The explanation somewhat frightening him. He was dead serious.

Remy felt his heart flutter a bit from his words. Cable didn’t mean anything by his words about the key but they still made Remy feel…things. “Merci sha.” He grabbed it quickly and headed out the door.

His heart raced in his chest. Remy thought he might be having a heart attack when he answered the phone. “What!” He hissed. He looked back over his shoulder wary that the other man for whatever reason would have followed him.

“We want to know about the arm! Have ya killed him yet? We need it for the buyer, Remy.”

“You don’t know what ya askin’ for! Apparently, it contains a virus that can destroy the world, sha. We need to move on. Find something else for the buyer or just cancel the deal sha.”

Remy spent time back and forth on the phone knowing at some point Cable would begin to wonder what was taking him so long. Another lie he’d share.

“Bring us the arm or else Remy.”

Boop boop. The call ended. Remy quickly shoved the phone in his pocket holding on to his arms. What the fuck was he supposed to do? The guild didn’t care about destroying the world for a few bucks. Another reason he wanted to leave them so badly. Enough was enough. He’d figure out something. Also, Cable was so kind to him. He couldn’t do that to him.

Luckily, while waiting outside their food did actually come. “Great!”

He returned with his usual bright smile and Popeyes fried chicken. He hated being a stereotype but he admitted he was being one in this moment and who didn’t love fried chicken.

“Hope you like this, Sha.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable's breath hitched as Remy's hand wrapped around his hardening cock, his heart racing underneath the metal. He bit back a moan, Remy's sweet voice going straight to his cock. "F-fuck...You really want a round two, don't you?" Cable husked, pulling Remy in for a deep, needy kiss. Their tongues beat together slowly, and Cable groaned softly into his lips, pulling the man close. His mind was reeling from Remy's touch as the cajun broke away from him to get their food. And now the man knew it didn't take much to get him going again. Fuck. Cable ran his fingers through his hair, deciding to grab himself another glass of water to try and break the tension and distract himself, because now all he could think about was the other man wrapped around his cock again. Cable groaned, running his hand over his face as his mind ran over the events of earlier. Remy showing up at his doorstep, their whole discussion about the Thieves guild and why Remy was there...his arm. Getting high, making out...Fuck. He sat back down on the couch, his hips shifting slightly in discomfort. Cable felt some sort of relief when Remy walked back in with a bag of popeyes. He chuckled softly. Of course the man chose that restaurant. He couldn't blame the guy though. It was delicious. He grinned. "It's been a while since I've been to that restaurant, but it is pretty damn good chicken." Cable let Remy pass out the food, his left eye glowing a faint gold as he lifted his arm up, two beers floating into his hand from the fridge. With the flick of a finger, the fridge door closed and he passed a drink to Remy.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled, when Cable pulled him in for another kiss. The cool touch of his metal arm against his skin sent shivers down his spine. He kinda wondered what those cool fingers would feel like else where. “Ahh~ Mon Ami, you’re like a flame to my moth. I’d let you do all kinds of nasty things to me.” He smirked. “Mon Dieu you are insatiable.”

When he returned Gambit seemed a bit flustered for someone who just went out to get food. “Sorry to be such a line in a ruler, but I ordered us the only thing that taste a tenth of home. One day, Gambit will cook for yuh. Better than any of this garbage up here. I do like Popeye’s though. Ya know, as a kid I thought they named it after Popeye the Sailor Man, but I doubt that’s true.” He laughed nervously. Was he talking too much? He felt like he was talking too much. Gambit took her floated beer and chugged about half of it. Slamming it on the table, he burped. “Ahhhh~ pardon me. Where are my manners?”

Gambit pulled everything out of the bag. There was a 12 piece, Mac and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy and beans and rice. Remy needed his beans and rice. “I might have gone a bit overboard. I wasn’t sure what all you would like…”

“Actually…do you have a soda? Like coke?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's words echoed in his mind. I'd let you do all kinds of nasty things to me. Those words also had blood rushing south and made him squirm uncomfortably in his seat as he settled on the couch. "You don't have to apologize for anything, Remy. You're kind enough to get us food. Doesn't matter where it came from, as long as it's not from the buffet on the corner." Cable chuckled as Remy came back in with the bag of Popeyes and started unpacking the food from the bag. He pulled the coffee table closer to them so they didn't have to reach too far, glancing over at the cajun as he rambled on some more. "If you give me a list of things to get at the store, I can pick it up tomorrow. Then, whenever you want to cook up a proper cajun meal for me, the kitchen will be yours, my friend." Cable's lips twisted into a smile as he popped open his beer, taking a sip, only to pause when he heard the other man belch. "Mm...7 out of 10. Could do a better push." Cable joked about Remy's burp. He was trying to lighten the mood. Something had him rattled, but he couldn't put a finger on what. He wasn't going to pry. "Yeah, one moment." Cable reached a hand up, the fridge door flying open with a twist of his wrist, and he opened his hand to catch a can of coke before he flicked his wrist to shut the door. He carefully set the can down in front of Remy before grabbing some chicken and taking a bite.

[theragincajun]

"Ah, thanks Nathan. You're too kind." Remy laughed at Cable's joke about the buffet round the corner. He had heard many of bad stories of bad buffets making people sick, although, he loved a good Golden Corral. He saw a proposal there.

"No, I couldn't have ya do that now, Cable. Ya sharin' your roof with me. I can buy groceries. I'll just do some card tricks on the corner for some extra cash since ya know...we're not gonna make any money from ya arm."

"7 out of 10?! Mon ami, what kind of manners are those? None I tell ya." He sighed taking the most crispy bite of his chicken thigh. "Gambit ain't eatin' those biscuits though. Too dry. It's an assault on my throat." He laughed slurping down some coke.

"Gambit's gotta be honest, sha. I'm in a bad spot..."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable took a few scoops of the mashed potatoes and gravy, taking a few bites as he sat back, his features softening as he glanced at Remy, hearing him laugh at his joke. And sure, Cable wasn't one to really joke too much; but he had his moments. "If you don't mind merc jobs, I can take you to Sister Margaret's with me to pick up a few jobs. It'd be something." Cable shrugged as he took a bite of chicken. He didn't pick up merc jobs often, as he was incredibly picky about what jobs he was handed, but it did pay some of the bills. Cable's eyes glanced up at Remy when the man mentioned he was in a bad spot. He raised a brow, sitting back and putting his food aside for a minute so Remy had his full attention. "What's going on, bud? Anything I can help with?" Cable frowned. He had just met Remy today, and he knew he shouldn't care much, but helping people out of tough situations was kind of his thing. He had a bleeding heart for it.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed as he thought about it. Mercenary jobs didn't seem like his forte. Remy's eyes widened for a moment as he thought about it, still eating. "You could have killed me, Mon Sha. Holy shit! Gambit would have been a gonner easily."

He walked up to his jacket and looked for something in his pocket. "Ah!" A bottle of Louisiana hot sauce; Crystal. His favorite. Remy sighed at Cable's question. He wished he could just tell him the truth but not yet. His face made a hard line as he sighed. "Ahhh~ Mon Ami, it's just hard leaving a gang. They find ways..." he paused squeezing the bottle. "But never mind that!" Remy said smiling again.

"Let's just enjoy our company and relax. For a moment."

Remy knew it wouldn't take them long to get him soon. They were probably already making their way up to him.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled and shook his head as he grabbed some chicken and took a bite. He sat back in his chair and glanced over at Remy, raising a brow with an amused smirk. “You just now realized that? I can disintegrate people on sight like Thanos did with the blip.”

Cable grinned and shook his head before digging into the food. It felt good to have company at his place. Someone to talk to and bullshit with. He frowned at Remy’s words, reaching over to pat his shoulder gently.

“Hey, I know. Took me a while to escape the group of religious cult members that trained me on how to fight. If you want out, I’ll help you.” Cable smiled softly, but nodded when Remy decided to change the subject. He knew it was a hard thing to discuss, leaving a group that essentially raised you to be who you are.

“Yeah, you’re right, Remy. Let’s enjoy our company together. We’ll figure things out in due time.”

[theragincajun]

Remy chowed down on the Mac and cheese in front of him and gnawed on a leg he had doused in hot sauce. He didn't want to admit that he hadn't eaten in a few days. He hummed while eating cause the chicken was fantastic. He looked over at Cable, grease coating his lips, "uhhh... yeah. Gambit is jus noticin'."

His heart swelled as he listened and felt the cool touch of metal on his shoulder. "Merci, Nathan." Remy shied away but only his face, looking off at the ground. "It's not that easy Mon Cher. They want me to marry dis belle to tie the two clans together. But to be honest... I'm not in love with her. I...I just want to be free of all of this." He wiped his face with the back of his hand and turned to face Cable again.

"Anyways, didn't think you'd have a wet blanket in your home today, did ya?" He smiled trying to his the pain he felt. How could he explain to Cable the real reason why he was still there.

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"I try not to kill unless my life is in danger, or the lives of others are. Or, if I'm getting paid to kill someone." Cable shrugged and took a bite of another chicken leg. He glanced over at Remy, seeing him scarf down food like he had been starved. He set his food aside for a moment with a frown as he listened. "Remy, if you don't want that for yourself, I'll be more than happy to help in any way that I can. You deserve to be your own person, make your own decisions and do things for yourself. Fuck them assholes that want my goddamn arm. Fuck them for wanting to marry you off for political gain. You're more important than being a cog in their machine, my friend." Cable reached back over to grip Remy's shoulder, squeezing gently. Hell, he'd hug the man and hold him if he could, but he wasn't about to take the man away from his meal. "You're not a wet blanket, Remy, if you're referring to yourself as that. Far from it." Cable smiled softly as he glanced at Remy, a warmth in his features. In such a short amount of time, he had grown fond of Remy. He sat back on the couch and started digging at his meal again.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[theragincajun]

Remy smirked feeling Cable harden in his hand. “The demon?” He whispered into Cable’s ear smelling how delectable he was. He gently kissed the jawline of Cable as he gently squeezed his cock under his hand. He continued to whisper into the man’s ear, his lips grazing the cartilaged rim. “You are addicting, sha.”

He pulled back seeing Cable’s arms whizzing around doing weird things he hadn’t seen before. The explanation somewhat frightening him. He was dead serious.

Remy felt his heart flutter a bit from his words. Cable didn’t mean anything by his words about the key but they still made Remy feel…things. “Merci sha.” He grabbed it quickly and headed out the door.

His heart raced in his chest. Remy thought he might be having a heart attack when he answered the phone. “What!” He hissed. He looked back over his shoulder wary that the other man for whatever reason would have followed him.

“We want to know about the arm! Have ya killed him yet? We need it for the buyer, Remy.”

“You don’t know what ya askin’ for! Apparently, it contains a virus that can destroy the world, sha. We need to move on. Find something else for the buyer or just cancel the deal sha.”

Remy spent time back and forth on the phone knowing at some point Cable would begin to wonder what was taking him so long. Another lie he’d share.

“Bring us the arm or else Remy.”

Boop boop. The call ended. Remy quickly shoved the phone in his pocket holding on to his arms. What the fuck was he supposed to do? The guild didn’t care about destroying the world for a few bucks. Another reason he wanted to leave them so badly. Enough was enough. He’d figure out something. Also, Cable was so kind to him. He couldn’t do that to him.

Luckily, while waiting outside their food did actually come. “Great!”

He returned with his usual bright smile and Popeyes fried chicken. He hated being a stereotype but he admitted he was being one in this moment and who didn’t love fried chicken.

“Hope you like this, Sha.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable's breath hitched as Remy's hand wrapped around his hardening cock, his heart racing underneath the metal. He bit back a moan, Remy's sweet voice going straight to his cock. "F-fuck...You really want a round two, don't you?" Cable husked, pulling Remy in for a deep, needy kiss. Their tongues beat together slowly, and Cable groaned softly into his lips, pulling the man close. His mind was reeling from Remy's touch as the cajun broke away from him to get their food. And now the man knew it didn't take much to get him going again. Fuck. Cable ran his fingers through his hair, deciding to grab himself another glass of water to try and break the tension and distract himself, because now all he could think about was the other man wrapped around his cock again. Cable groaned, running his hand over his face as his mind ran over the events of earlier. Remy showing up at his doorstep, their whole discussion about the Thieves guild and why Remy was there...his arm. Getting high, making out...Fuck. He sat back down on the couch, his hips shifting slightly in discomfort. Cable felt some sort of relief when Remy walked back in with a bag of popeyes. He chuckled softly. Of course the man chose that restaurant. He couldn't blame the guy though. It was delicious. He grinned. "It's been a while since I've been to that restaurant, but it is pretty damn good chicken." Cable let Remy pass out the food, his left eye glowing a faint gold as he lifted his arm up, two beers floating into his hand from the fridge. With the flick of a finger, the fridge door closed and he passed a drink to Remy.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled, when Cable pulled him in for another kiss. The cool touch of his metal arm against his skin sent shivers down his spine. He kinda wondered what those cool fingers would feel like else where. “Ahh~ Mon Ami, you’re like a flame to my moth. I’d let you do all kinds of nasty things to me.” He smirked. “Mon Dieu you are insatiable.”

When he returned Gambit seemed a bit flustered for someone who just went out to get food. “Sorry to be such a line in a ruler, but I ordered us the only thing that taste a tenth of home. One day, Gambit will cook for yuh. Better than any of this garbage up here. I do like Popeye’s though. Ya know, as a kid I thought they named it after Popeye the Sailor Man, but I doubt that’s true.” He laughed nervously. Was he talking too much? He felt like he was talking too much. Gambit took her floated beer and chugged about half of it. Slamming it on the table, he burped. “Ahhhh~ pardon me. Where are my manners?”

Gambit pulled everything out of the bag. There was a 12 piece, Mac and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy and beans and rice. Remy needed his beans and rice. “I might have gone a bit overboard. I wasn’t sure what all you would like…”

“Actually…do you have a soda? Like coke?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's words echoed in his mind. I'd let you do all kinds of nasty things to me. Those words also had blood rushing south and made him squirm uncomfortably in his seat as he settled on the couch. "You don't have to apologize for anything, Remy. You're kind enough to get us food. Doesn't matter where it came from, as long as it's not from the buffet on the corner." Cable chuckled as Remy came back in with the bag of Popeyes and started unpacking the food from the bag. He pulled the coffee table closer to them so they didn't have to reach too far, glancing over at the cajun as he rambled on some more. "If you give me a list of things to get at the store, I can pick it up tomorrow. Then, whenever you want to cook up a proper cajun meal for me, the kitchen will be yours, my friend." Cable's lips twisted into a smile as he popped open his beer, taking a sip, only to pause when he heard the other man belch. "Mm...7 out of 10. Could do a better push." Cable joked about Remy's burp. He was trying to lighten the mood. Something had him rattled, but he couldn't put a finger on what. He wasn't going to pry. "Yeah, one moment." Cable reached a hand up, the fridge door flying open with a twist of his wrist, and he opened his hand to catch a can of coke before he flicked his wrist to shut the door. He carefully set the can down in front of Remy before grabbing some chicken and taking a bite.

[theragincajun]

"Ah, thanks Nathan. You're too kind." Remy laughed at Cable's joke about the buffet round the corner. He had heard many of bad stories of bad buffets making people sick, although, he loved a good Golden Corral. He saw a proposal there.

"No, I couldn't have ya do that now, Cable. Ya sharin' your roof with me. I can buy groceries. I'll just do some card tricks on the corner for some extra cash since ya know...we're not gonna make any money from ya arm."

"7 out of 10?! Mon ami, what kind of manners are those? None I tell ya." He sighed taking the most crispy bite of his chicken thigh. "Gambit ain't eatin' those biscuits though. Too dry. It's an assault on my throat." He laughed slurping down some coke.

"Gambit's gotta be honest, sha. I'm in a bad spot..."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable took a few scoops of the mashed potatoes and gravy, taking a few bites as he sat back, his features softening as he glanced at Remy, hearing him laugh at his joke. And sure, Cable wasn't one to really joke too much; but he had his moments. "If you don't mind merc jobs, I can take you to Sister Margaret's with me to pick up a few jobs. It'd be something." Cable shrugged as he took a bite of chicken. He didn't pick up merc jobs often, as he was incredibly picky about what jobs he was handed, but it did pay some of the bills. Cable's eyes glanced up at Remy when the man mentioned he was in a bad spot. He raised a brow, sitting back and putting his food aside for a minute so Remy had his full attention. "What's going on, bud? Anything I can help with?" Cable frowned. He had just met Remy today, and he knew he shouldn't care much, but helping people out of tough situations was kind of his thing. He had a bleeding heart for it.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed as he thought about it. Mercenary jobs didn't seem like his forte. Remy's eyes widened for a moment as he thought about it, still eating. "You could have killed me, Mon Sha. Holy shit! Gambit would have been a gonner easily."

He walked up to his jacket and looked for something in his pocket. "Ah!" A bottle of Louisiana hot sauce; Crystal. His favorite. Remy sighed at Cable's question. He wished he could just tell him the truth but not yet. His face made a hard line as he sighed. "Ahhh~ Mon Ami, it's just hard leaving a gang. They find ways..." he paused squeezing the bottle. "But never mind that!" Remy said smiling again.

"Let's just enjoy our company and relax. For a moment."

Remy knew it wouldn't take them long to get him soon. They were probably already making their way up to him.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled and shook his head as he grabbed some chicken and took a bite. He sat back in his chair and glanced over at Remy, raising a brow with an amused smirk. “You just now realized that? I can disintegrate people on sight like Thanos did with the blip.”

Cable grinned and shook his head before digging into the food. It felt good to have company at his place. Someone to talk to and bullshit with. He frowned at Remy’s words, reaching over to pat his shoulder gently.

“Hey, I know. Took me a while to escape the group of religious cult members that trained me on how to fight. If you want out, I’ll help you.” Cable smiled softly, but nodded when Remy decided to change the subject. He knew it was a hard thing to discuss, leaving a group that essentially raised you to be who you are.

“Yeah, you’re right, Remy. Let’s enjoy our company together. We’ll figure things out in due time.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

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Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[theragincajun]

Remy smirked feeling Cable harden in his hand. “The demon?” He whispered into Cable’s ear smelling how delectable he was. He gently kissed the jawline of Cable as he gently squeezed his cock under his hand. He continued to whisper into the man’s ear, his lips grazing the cartilaged rim. “You are addicting, sha.”

He pulled back seeing Cable’s arms whizzing around doing weird things he hadn’t seen before. The explanation somewhat frightening him. He was dead serious.

Remy felt his heart flutter a bit from his words. Cable didn’t mean anything by his words about the key but they still made Remy feel…things. “Merci sha.” He grabbed it quickly and headed out the door.

His heart raced in his chest. Remy thought he might be having a heart attack when he answered the phone. “What!” He hissed. He looked back over his shoulder wary that the other man for whatever reason would have followed him.

“We want to know about the arm! Have ya killed him yet? We need it for the buyer, Remy.”

“You don’t know what ya askin’ for! Apparently, it contains a virus that can destroy the world, sha. We need to move on. Find something else for the buyer or just cancel the deal sha.”

Remy spent time back and forth on the phone knowing at some point Cable would begin to wonder what was taking him so long. Another lie he’d share.

“Bring us the arm or else Remy.”

Boop boop. The call ended. Remy quickly shoved the phone in his pocket holding on to his arms. What the fuck was he supposed to do? The guild didn’t care about destroying the world for a few bucks. Another reason he wanted to leave them so badly. Enough was enough. He’d figure out something. Also, Cable was so kind to him. He couldn’t do that to him.

Luckily, while waiting outside their food did actually come. “Great!”

He returned with his usual bright smile and Popeyes fried chicken. He hated being a stereotype but he admitted he was being one in this moment and who didn’t love fried chicken.

“Hope you like this, Sha.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable's breath hitched as Remy's hand wrapped around his hardening cock, his heart racing underneath the metal. He bit back a moan, Remy's sweet voice going straight to his cock. "F-fuck...You really want a round two, don't you?" Cable husked, pulling Remy in for a deep, needy kiss. Their tongues beat together slowly, and Cable groaned softly into his lips, pulling the man close. His mind was reeling from Remy's touch as the cajun broke away from him to get their food. And now the man knew it didn't take much to get him going again. Fuck. Cable ran his fingers through his hair, deciding to grab himself another glass of water to try and break the tension and distract himself, because now all he could think about was the other man wrapped around his cock again. Cable groaned, running his hand over his face as his mind ran over the events of earlier. Remy showing up at his doorstep, their whole discussion about the Thieves guild and why Remy was there...his arm. Getting high, making out...Fuck. He sat back down on the couch, his hips shifting slightly in discomfort. Cable felt some sort of relief when Remy walked back in with a bag of popeyes. He chuckled softly. Of course the man chose that restaurant. He couldn't blame the guy though. It was delicious. He grinned. "It's been a while since I've been to that restaurant, but it is pretty damn good chicken." Cable let Remy pass out the food, his left eye glowing a faint gold as he lifted his arm up, two beers floating into his hand from the fridge. With the flick of a finger, the fridge door closed and he passed a drink to Remy.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled, when Cable pulled him in for another kiss. The cool touch of his metal arm against his skin sent shivers down his spine. He kinda wondered what those cool fingers would feel like else where. “Ahh~ Mon Ami, you’re like a flame to my moth. I’d let you do all kinds of nasty things to me.” He smirked. “Mon Dieu you are insatiable.”

When he returned Gambit seemed a bit flustered for someone who just went out to get food. “Sorry to be such a line in a ruler, but I ordered us the only thing that taste a tenth of home. One day, Gambit will cook for yuh. Better than any of this garbage up here. I do like Popeye’s though. Ya know, as a kid I thought they named it after Popeye the Sailor Man, but I doubt that’s true.” He laughed nervously. Was he talking too much? He felt like he was talking too much. Gambit took her floated beer and chugged about half of it. Slamming it on the table, he burped. “Ahhhh~ pardon me. Where are my manners?”

Gambit pulled everything out of the bag. There was a 12 piece, Mac and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy and beans and rice. Remy needed his beans and rice. “I might have gone a bit overboard. I wasn’t sure what all you would like…”

“Actually…do you have a soda? Like coke?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's words echoed in his mind. I'd let you do all kinds of nasty things to me. Those words also had blood rushing south and made him squirm uncomfortably in his seat as he settled on the couch. "You don't have to apologize for anything, Remy. You're kind enough to get us food. Doesn't matter where it came from, as long as it's not from the buffet on the corner." Cable chuckled as Remy came back in with the bag of Popeyes and started unpacking the food from the bag. He pulled the coffee table closer to them so they didn't have to reach too far, glancing over at the cajun as he rambled on some more. "If you give me a list of things to get at the store, I can pick it up tomorrow. Then, whenever you want to cook up a proper cajun meal for me, the kitchen will be yours, my friend." Cable's lips twisted into a smile as he popped open his beer, taking a sip, only to pause when he heard the other man belch. "Mm...7 out of 10. Could do a better push." Cable joked about Remy's burp. He was trying to lighten the mood. Something had him rattled, but he couldn't put a finger on what. He wasn't going to pry. "Yeah, one moment." Cable reached a hand up, the fridge door flying open with a twist of his wrist, and he opened his hand to catch a can of coke before he flicked his wrist to shut the door. He carefully set the can down in front of Remy before grabbing some chicken and taking a bite.

[theragincajun]

"Ah, thanks Nathan. You're too kind." Remy laughed at Cable's joke about the buffet round the corner. He had heard many of bad stories of bad buffets making people sick, although, he loved a good Golden Corral. He saw a proposal there.

"No, I couldn't have ya do that now, Cable. Ya sharin' your roof with me. I can buy groceries. I'll just do some card tricks on the corner for some extra cash since ya know...we're not gonna make any money from ya arm."

"7 out of 10?! Mon ami, what kind of manners are those? None I tell ya." He sighed taking the most crispy bite of his chicken thigh. "Gambit ain't eatin' those biscuits though. Too dry. It's an assault on my throat." He laughed slurping down some coke.

"Gambit's gotta be honest, sha. I'm in a bad spot..."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable took a few scoops of the mashed potatoes and gravy, taking a few bites as he sat back, his features softening as he glanced at Remy, hearing him laugh at his joke. And sure, Cable wasn't one to really joke too much; but he had his moments. "If you don't mind merc jobs, I can take you to Sister Margaret's with me to pick up a few jobs. It'd be something." Cable shrugged as he took a bite of chicken. He didn't pick up merc jobs often, as he was incredibly picky about what jobs he was handed, but it did pay some of the bills. Cable's eyes glanced up at Remy when the man mentioned he was in a bad spot. He raised a brow, sitting back and putting his food aside for a minute so Remy had his full attention. "What's going on, bud? Anything I can help with?" Cable frowned. He had just met Remy today, and he knew he shouldn't care much, but helping people out of tough situations was kind of his thing. He had a bleeding heart for it.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[theragincajun]

Remy smirked feeling Cable harden in his hand. “The demon?” He whispered into Cable’s ear smelling how delectable he was. He gently kissed the jawline of Cable as he gently squeezed his cock under his hand. He continued to whisper into the man’s ear, his lips grazing the cartilaged rim. “You are addicting, sha.”

He pulled back seeing Cable’s arms whizzing around doing weird things he hadn’t seen before. The explanation somewhat frightening him. He was dead serious.

Remy felt his heart flutter a bit from his words. Cable didn’t mean anything by his words about the key but they still made Remy feel…things. “Merci sha.” He grabbed it quickly and headed out the door.

His heart raced in his chest. Remy thought he might be having a heart attack when he answered the phone. “What!” He hissed. He looked back over his shoulder wary that the other man for whatever reason would have followed him.

“We want to know about the arm! Have ya killed him yet? We need it for the buyer, Remy.”

“You don’t know what ya askin’ for! Apparently, it contains a virus that can destroy the world, sha. We need to move on. Find something else for the buyer or just cancel the deal sha.”

Remy spent time back and forth on the phone knowing at some point Cable would begin to wonder what was taking him so long. Another lie he’d share.

“Bring us the arm or else Remy.”

Boop boop. The call ended. Remy quickly shoved the phone in his pocket holding on to his arms. What the fuck was he supposed to do? The guild didn’t care about destroying the world for a few bucks. Another reason he wanted to leave them so badly. Enough was enough. He’d figure out something. Also, Cable was so kind to him. He couldn’t do that to him.

Luckily, while waiting outside their food did actually come. “Great!”

He returned with his usual bright smile and Popeyes fried chicken. He hated being a stereotype but he admitted he was being one in this moment and who didn’t love fried chicken.

“Hope you like this, Sha.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable's breath hitched as Remy's hand wrapped around his hardening cock, his heart racing underneath the metal. He bit back a moan, Remy's sweet voice going straight to his cock. "F-fuck...You really want a round two, don't you?" Cable husked, pulling Remy in for a deep, needy kiss. Their tongues beat together slowly, and Cable groaned softly into his lips, pulling the man close. His mind was reeling from Remy's touch as the cajun broke away from him to get their food. And now the man knew it didn't take much to get him going again. Fuck. Cable ran his fingers through his hair, deciding to grab himself another glass of water to try and break the tension and distract himself, because now all he could think about was the other man wrapped around his cock again. Cable groaned, running his hand over his face as his mind ran over the events of earlier. Remy showing up at his doorstep, their whole discussion about the Thieves guild and why Remy was there...his arm. Getting high, making out...Fuck. He sat back down on the couch, his hips shifting slightly in discomfort. Cable felt some sort of relief when Remy walked back in with a bag of popeyes. He chuckled softly. Of course the man chose that restaurant. He couldn't blame the guy though. It was delicious. He grinned. "It's been a while since I've been to that restaurant, but it is pretty damn good chicken." Cable let Remy pass out the food, his left eye glowing a faint gold as he lifted his arm up, two beers floating into his hand from the fridge. With the flick of a finger, the fridge door closed and he passed a drink to Remy.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled, when Cable pulled him in for another kiss. The cool touch of his metal arm against his skin sent shivers down his spine. He kinda wondered what those cool fingers would feel like else where. “Ahh~ Mon Ami, you’re like a flame to my moth. I’d let you do all kinds of nasty things to me.” He smirked. “Mon Dieu you are insatiable.”

When he returned Gambit seemed a bit flustered for someone who just went out to get food. “Sorry to be such a line in a ruler, but I ordered us the only thing that taste a tenth of home. One day, Gambit will cook for yuh. Better than any of this garbage up here. I do like Popeye’s though. Ya know, as a kid I thought they named it after Popeye the Sailor Man, but I doubt that’s true.” He laughed nervously. Was he talking too much? He felt like he was talking too much. Gambit took her floated beer and chugged about half of it. Slamming it on the table, he burped. “Ahhhh~ pardon me. Where are my manners?”

Gambit pulled everything out of the bag. There was a 12 piece, Mac and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy and beans and rice. Remy needed his beans and rice. “I might have gone a bit overboard. I wasn’t sure what all you would like…”

“Actually…do you have a soda? Like coke?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's words echoed in his mind. I'd let you do all kinds of nasty things to me. Those words also had blood rushing south and made him squirm uncomfortably in his seat as he settled on the couch. "You don't have to apologize for anything, Remy. You're kind enough to get us food. Doesn't matter where it came from, as long as it's not from the buffet on the corner." Cable chuckled as Remy came back in with the bag of Popeyes and started unpacking the food from the bag. He pulled the coffee table closer to them so they didn't have to reach too far, glancing over at the cajun as he rambled on some more. "If you give me a list of things to get at the store, I can pick it up tomorrow. Then, whenever you want to cook up a proper cajun meal for me, the kitchen will be yours, my friend." Cable's lips twisted into a smile as he popped open his beer, taking a sip, only to pause when he heard the other man belch. "Mm...7 out of 10. Could do a better push." Cable joked about Remy's burp. He was trying to lighten the mood. Something had him rattled, but he couldn't put a finger on what. He wasn't going to pry. "Yeah, one moment." Cable reached a hand up, the fridge door flying open with a twist of his wrist, and he opened his hand to catch a can of coke before he flicked his wrist to shut the door. He carefully set the can down in front of Remy before grabbing some chicken and taking a bite.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[theragincajun]

Remy smirked feeling Cable harden in his hand. “The demon?” He whispered into Cable’s ear smelling how delectable he was. He gently kissed the jawline of Cable as he gently squeezed his cock under his hand. He continued to whisper into the man’s ear, his lips grazing the cartilaged rim. “You are addicting, sha.”

He pulled back seeing Cable’s arms whizzing around doing weird things he hadn’t seen before. The explanation somewhat frightening him. He was dead serious.

Remy felt his heart flutter a bit from his words. Cable didn’t mean anything by his words about the key but they still made Remy feel…things. “Merci sha.” He grabbed it quickly and headed out the door.

His heart raced in his chest. Remy thought he might be having a heart attack when he answered the phone. “What!” He hissed. He looked back over his shoulder wary that the other man for whatever reason would have followed him.

“We want to know about the arm! Have ya killed him yet? We need it for the buyer, Remy.”

“You don’t know what ya askin’ for! Apparently, it contains a virus that can destroy the world, sha. We need to move on. Find something else for the buyer or just cancel the deal sha.”

Remy spent time back and forth on the phone knowing at some point Cable would begin to wonder what was taking him so long. Another lie he’d share.

“Bring us the arm or else Remy.”

Boop boop. The call ended. Remy quickly shoved the phone in his pocket holding on to his arms. What the fuck was he supposed to do? The guild didn’t care about destroying the world for a few bucks. Another reason he wanted to leave them so badly. Enough was enough. He’d figure out something. Also, Cable was so kind to him. He couldn’t do that to him.

Luckily, while waiting outside their food did actually come. “Great!”

He returned with his usual bright smile and Popeyes fried chicken. He hated being a stereotype but he admitted he was being one in this moment and who didn’t love fried chicken.

“Hope you like this, Sha.”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable's breath hitched as Remy's hand wrapped around his hardening cock, his heart racing underneath the metal. He bit back a moan, Remy's sweet voice going straight to his cock. "F-fuck...You really want a round two, don't you?" Cable husked, pulling Remy in for a deep, needy kiss. Their tongues beat together slowly, and Cable groaned softly into his lips, pulling the man close. His mind was reeling from Remy's touch as the cajun broke away from him to get their food. And now the man knew it didn't take much to get him going again. Fuck. Cable ran his fingers through his hair, deciding to grab himself another glass of water to try and break the tension and distract himself, because now all he could think about was the other man wrapped around his cock again. Cable groaned, running his hand over his face as his mind ran over the events of earlier. Remy showing up at his doorstep, their whole discussion about the Thieves guild and why Remy was there...his arm. Getting high, making out...Fuck. He sat back down on the couch, his hips shifting slightly in discomfort. Cable felt some sort of relief when Remy walked back in with a bag of popeyes. He chuckled softly. Of course the man chose that restaurant. He couldn't blame the guy though. It was delicious. He grinned. "It's been a while since I've been to that restaurant, but it is pretty damn good chicken." Cable let Remy pass out the food, his left eye glowing a faint gold as he lifted his arm up, two beers floating into his hand from the fridge. With the flick of a finger, the fridge door closed and he passed a drink to Remy.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[theragincajun]

Remy laughed feeling sillier than usual. “Now, shall, mon Ami, y’know exactly what Gambit means when he say ‘Man hoe’.” He quickly got dressed in the clothes Cable gave him and pressed his body against the other man. His clothed fingers snaked down and around the outside of Cable’s manhood, gently caressing it. “This Sha,” he cooed as he threw his arm around the other man’s broad shoulder and neck. “The grey shows the outline of all the goodies in the swamp.”

Gambit sighed hearing Cable speak of people needing kindness. Warned him. Yeah. Right. End of the world though? “Is your arm really that powerful, mon Ami?”

He listened to Cable speak. Being a mutant was difficult especially for men like them. Men who didn’t look so human. Gambit’s black eyes and Cable’s arm (and his eye) definitely made them stand out versus human passing mutants. Suddenly there was a call on his cellphone. He quickly looked at it “Ah!~ Must be the delivery. I’ll go get it. Do I need a key to get back in?”

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable wasn't aware of the term until Remy had said it, didn't know what the context was and didn't know there was a certain dress code to being a man hoe. His eyes followed Remy's movements as he felt the man's lean body pressing into his and he inhaled sharply when he felt the man's hand rubbing over his groin, swallowing hard because the stimulation was quickly causing blood to start rushing south.

"Jesus fuck, Remy...gonna wake the demon again if you keep it up." Cable bit his lip as a blush spread across his cheeks. He chuckled, quickly distracting himself as his left eye glowed a bright gold, his entire arm whirring and clanging softly as the metal plating and cables shifted until his entire arm was covered in sharp spikes. He quickly twisted his arm and the spikes went away.

"It's more the virus. My telekinesis controls the virus, but the virus is what can change my arm into whatever I want. If I didn't have my telekinetic powers, the virus would spread, and eventually seek out a new host, or multiple new hosts, and if you don't have telekinesis, you're fucked, and with how idiotic people are with handling viruses, it will end the world. My powers are constantly working to keep the virus held back, but I can use my telekinesis to my advantage, like changing the functionality of my arm. That's what makes my arm powerful. But just the arm on its own? That's what I'm afraid of. Because my arm is the virus. If someone got a hold of it, would the virus take hold of the person that has my arm? I haven't tested that theory. I don't want to find out anytime soon." Cable frowned sadly. It was a catch twenty two, really. The arm and the metal parts made him stronger, more durable, and harder to kill, but at the same time, it was killing him, or, it would kill him eventually, and then spread to everyone else that didn't have his powers.

"Mmm...key, yes. There's a spare key hanging by the door. That can be yours for the time being, my friend." Cable smiled as Remy shot up off of the couch to go answer the phone and get their food.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.

[theragincajun]

"Ahhh~ Mon Ami, yuh wearin' the uniform of the man hoe! Grey sweats, sha? Finna tease me like a girl desperate for an updo." Remy flashed his usual big smile when Cable came out with some clothes to wear.

"Shaaaa! These are perfect for Lil Ole me. This guns and roses shirt is perfect. I guess I'll wear these plaid pants. Thank you so much... you're a very kind man..." Gambit's face made a hard line as he looked at the clothes, putting them on. Cable's words pulled him from deep thought. "Actually... I'd really appreciate that. It's been...a while since I left the guild." He looked down at his toes. "I know I just said this but... you've been so kind to me?? Why?"

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable raised an eyebrow, giving Remy a look of confusion as the man critiqued his outfit. "Man hoe? What do you mean, bud? Do...grey sweats mean something?"

Cable never paid much attention to fashion trends; he liked things that were simple yet practical, and grey sweats fit his style for something he could wear around the apartment. Any deeper meaning to them was well beyond him. "You can have the Guns n' Roses shirt. Never really wore it much anyways." Cable's face softened as he watched Remy get dressed, and sure, the pajama pants didn't match the shirts he had given him, but it was one of the only things he had that looked like it would fit his leaner frame. "Sometimes people need a bit of kindness and understanding, Remy. You've been kind to me, warned me about people wanting my arm when you didn't have to. You barely know me. I mean...I can understand why someone would want it." Cable lifted his left arm, the sound of soft whirring of gears shifting into place filling the room, his eye glowing a bright gold as the metal on one of his fingers shifted, looking like it was melting before turning into a small blade. He quickly changed it back with a sly smile. "But my arm in the wrong hands could end worlds." Cable glanced over at Remy. He could sense some sort of inner turmoil boiling in his mind, some sort of struggle. He wasn't going to pry. It looked like the cajun was trying to wrap his head around why Cable was so kind to him, like he felt he didn't deserve it. He frowned at the thought. "Not everyone gives people like us the time of day, Remy. I'm sure you know that by now," Cable smiled sadly, patting the empty space on the couch next to him, inviting him to sit. "Either our powers are convenient for them, or they see us as a threat. And because of that, we oftentimes find ourselves alone for long periods of time. Maybe I'm just a lonely old man that needed a friend...fuck, I'm rambling. I'm sorry, Remy. I start getting a bit...philosophical the later it gets." Cable chuckled softly, sitting back on the couch.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy grinned from ear to ear. He watched Cable recant his touch so Gambit instead grabbed his human hand and placed it on his hairless chest.

Gambit laughed as he held on to Cable's wrist. "I ain't gonna lie, I am nervous. I've seen men die like this before. Well, I mean, on the TV." Gambit lightly traced up Cable's arm. His fingers twirling around.

"I reckon this was your plan all along." Remy floated forward allowing his lightly charged lips brush against the outer part of Cable's ear.

@theragincajun

Cable's breath caught in his throat as Remy grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to his chest. His left eye glowed a faint gold, his own powers at work as he shifted positions on the couch, climbing onto Remy's lap. "Die by explosive kinetic energy?" Cable traced his flesh and bone hand down Remy's lean chest, not putting his full weight on the man's lap. With his metal, he was a lot heavier than he looked. The hand tracing down his arm send chills down his spine, feeling the sparks against his skin. "I'm able to withstand a nuclear blast, so I think I can handle you, handsome." Cable chuckled, his left hand reaching up to cradle the Cajun's jawline as he leaned into his ear, the sparks tickling his skin as his lips brushed against him. "My plan was to come home and make myself some dinner. Think this is more fun though," Cable chuckled, turning his head slightly, just so he could press his lips to Remy's. He inhaled sharply the second their lips met, his lips parting just so he could taste the other man. His lips tasted like beer, weed and felt like poprocks against his tongue. It just made him press closer, his heart racing behind the metal.

[theragincajun]

Remy hummed upbeat and grinned big. He pushed back, leaning heavier into the kiss, his fingers now gently sorting through Cable's silver hair.

He flicked his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting his head to the other side. Gambit's eyes opened softly, staring into the golden eye. How interesting, he thought. Wondering what he could see with it. Or even do with it.

Gambit's semi-gloved hands rested on Cable's shoulders, his fingers rippling up and down. He added more pressure to them giving Cable, he was sure a well deserved shoulder massage all while exploring his mouth.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remys eyes widened a bit. "Dealer?! Ahh~ well, Nathan...what can I say? Every dealer has an ace in the hole, no?" He laughed. Remy never thought about that kind of situation before, but he was always down for trying something new.

All Gambit could do is laugh. "You are a true gentleman, Nathan. Thank you kindly." He wasn't sure about much of anything because he could hardly think.

He'd never been so taken care of before. Gambit always did the caring. He opened the door after taking a few more moments to himself, "C'mere big boy..." Remy grabbed Cable by his metal arm tugging him gently into the bathroom.

He was addicted to the taste of Cable's mouth, the feeling if his hands on his body, the sensations that flowed through him like water rushing through drain pipes during a heavy storm. He crashed his lips on to him, pulling Cable to him as if he needed to be in his skin. Crazy how one moment can change your life forever. Cable smirked, glad Remy had caught on. He was mildly intrigued by the idea of Remy being the one in control, and he couldn't deny he felt curious to know how the Gambit would handle him. He didn't let a lot of people see that side of him, so Remy manhandling him? His head spun just thinking about it. Cable was about to turn away and let Remy have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but he felt a tug at his shoulder and Remy's sweet Cajun drawl telling him to come here. His heart leapt into his throat as his hands instantly found the Gambit's waist, Remy's lips meeting his in a desperate, heated kiss. And holy fuck could that man kiss. Nathan's world was spinning the second their lips crashed together, his heart racing behind the metal. A low, rumbling groan escaped his lips, letting Remy devour every little sound he made as their tongues beat together. And frankly, were they ever going to get anything done like this? No. And, did Cable mind? Also no. Sure he was getting hungry, it was getting late, but that didn't matter when he had a very sexy Cajun man pressing himself into his body and a pair of lips attached to his. So Cable wrapped his left arm around the other's body, holding him close, his right hand moving up his chest and resting on the back of Remy's neck as he let Remy take the reigns.

[theragincajun]

Remy giggled as his face flushed a bright red. He couldn't stop feeling Cable's body on his. It was becoming addicting. Gambit had was spinning with all the filthy things he wanted to do but he decided to wait. His stomach growled and he could sense the other man was hungry too.

"Mmm, why don't we pause this episode for a lil bio break Sha?" He asked already pulling away. "I was thinkin' we c'do birra tacos. They're so good you'll forget ya name."

Shoot. All good clothes were out on the living room where all their shenanigans started. He kissed Cable's lips sweetly and patted his cheek.

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Remy's lips were addicting, the feel of his skin against his own making his world spin. He didn't want to stop. He peppered soft, quick kisses against Remy's lips, his hands cradling the other's face, kissing the man like it was the only thing that mattered. Because hell, that man tasted as sweet as honey. Cable made a soft noise, one of slight disappointment as Remy pulled away, but he nodded. His stomach was aching. He definitely needed food. "Think we fucked so good I already forgot my name, doll. But yes, birria tacos sound perfect." Cable smiled as Remy pecked his lips, returning the simple gesture with as much gentleness and care Remy had given him. He regretfully broke away from the embrace a few moments later so he could quickly clean himself up and gulp down some water. "Hey, uh...Remy, I know you came here with just the clothes on your back. If you want to borrow some of mine, you can. I know they might be a bit big, but it's gotta be uncomfortable wearing that gear you came in with." Cable said as he stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to his bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable.

[theragincajun]

Remy couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He wiggled his fingers up to Cable's temples and gave him a gentle message. "Ya mean t'say, a man with telepathic abilities can't rememba his own name? Must be hard."

"Alright sha. I'll get dressed order some and then we can stuff our faces instead of each other." He laughed feeling comfortable to walk around naked in Cable's apartment. He quickly picked up his clothes covering himself up a bit. His eyes widened a bit when Cable offered up some of his clothes. Remy did only come with the clothes on his back. He was used to wearing his garb, let alone his brown trench coat. That was one of his most prized possessions. No gems or riches compared.

"Hmm, Gambit might take you up on that, Sha. Would be more comfy than these things. Thanks! Ok, lemme go order some food for us!" He said not sure if he should grab the spare clothes or if Cable was going to do that.

In his pile of clothes, he felt his phone buzz. It made his skin crawl. He knew immediately who it was. He dropped his clothes, crouched down to go through them trying to find it. It was a text. A text that made him feel so guilty he wanted to die from embarrassment. He quickly texted back,

"I need more time."

[nathanfxkingsummers]

Cable chuckled softly, moving into Remy's touch. He'd never felt this cared for in a long while. "So hard, when I can't read my name out of your mind, doll." Cable was, of course, joking. He leaned over to kiss Remy's cheek with a soft smile as he turned to get dressed and find some clothes for his friend to wear. He did have a few shirts and sweats that were a bit too small for him tucked away somewhere. He could at least wear those around the house. Nathan carefully pulled on a fresh pair of briefs, some grey sweats and a white t-shirt before he dug through the back of his closet for a few things that Remy could slip on. He found some plaid pajama pants his coworker had gifted him for christmas and a few old t-shirts he hadn't worn in months. A Guns N' Roses shirt that had a few holes along the neckline and a NOFX t-shirt he'd worn a few times but decided it wasn't really his style. Cable walked out with the small pile of clothes as Remy had just finished with his phone. He set the clothes on the couch for the other man, carefully picking up the clothes they had discarded earlier. He folded Remy's clothes as carefully as he could as the cajun started their order, and went to toss his in his hamper. He almost wondered if he should do the same for Remy's, as he was planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow. "Hey, uh...d'you want to put your clothes in the hamper? I'm probably planning on doing a load of laundry tomorrow morning if you'd like." Cable felt awkward for asking, but he wasn't sure how long Remy had been out on his own, needing a warm meal, a comfy bed and some fresh clothes.