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Name’s Remy LeBeau; Diablo Le Blanc, but you can call me de Gambit.
I’m a flirt now, Sha, so MINORS DNI, 18+ only, ok?
This is a role playing page. And no I will not write in a Cajun accent. It’s too hard for me, I can use some words here and dere, but dat’s bout it.
*kisses
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
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.
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?”
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.
"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..."
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.
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.
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.”
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
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.
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?”
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.
"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..."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
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.
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?”
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.
"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..."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
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.
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?”
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.”
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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?”
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
"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?"
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
Cable could sense Remy on the verge of climax, his moans growing louder and more frequent. He was no longer speaking English, and there was something so fucking beautiful about hearing the man feel so good he started speaking French.
Nathan’s gaze fixed on Remy’s face, his lips slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked him down his throat eagerly. All the while, he teased a second finger against the younger man’s clenching muscles, slowly pushing in as his middle finger fucked into him.
Cables eyebrows shot up as he felt hot, thick ropes of cum shot down his throat. He groaned, swallowing up every drop. Fuck, he tasted good. He shut his eyes, sucking every last drop he could before slowly pulling off with another soft pop. He licked his lips, pressing a soft kiss against his hip, smiling softly.
“Mmm fuck, look at you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Think you got enough in you to get me to finish?” Cable purred, his tongue flicking against the younger man’s abdomen as he trailed kisses back up his torso.
Remy's mind was spinning. His blissed out face slowly looked back down at the amazing man who just made him blow his whole load. "I'm sorry, Mon ami. Gambit...whew Lord. Gambit didn't mean to..." His face turned a bright red. Remy was too embarrassed about it.
"Oh, you know I do, Mon ami. Gambit's got more than a 3 balled Tom cat." He snickered, grabbing the back of his knees and pulling them to his chest. He was super flexible, and turned even more red presenting himself like that to Cable but the man did something to him that he hasn't felt before. It was wild.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up like a fucking cajun sweet dough." He grinned sticking his tongue out as his red hair flared. He bit his lower lip though, waiting and anticipating for Cable's lips to be back on his. He needed them, he needed Cable to stuff him like a turkey on Christmas day. "Please...I...I need to feel you..."
Cable grinned at Remy's reaction, seeing his cheeks flush, feeling embarrassed that he blew his load well before Cable did. He was counting on it. He wanted Gambit to feel good. He carefully trailed kisses back up Remy's toned frame, worshipping every inch of skin his lips could reach, wanting to make this man feel amazing. And as he showered Remy with affection, he continued to slowly fuck his fingers into his tight hole, trying to get him well enough prepared for him. "Don't apologize for any of that, Remy. You taste so fucking good, and I nearly blew my load from the sounds you were making...fuck." Cable purred as his lips travelled up Remy's neck before slotting himself between his legs. He slowly pulled his fingers out, pulling Remy in for a passionate kiss, tongue flicking into his mouth as he quickly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down on his hard cock. "Jesus, Remy...so fucking perfect. I-if it's too overwhelming, tell me to stop, okay?" Cable mumbled against Remy's lips as he coated his hard cock in slick. He inhaled sharply against Gambit's lips, tongue fucking into the other man's mouth as he lined himself up. His fingers gripped at his thighs, pulling away briefly just to glance down and watch as he slowly eased in, the tip of his cock pushing past that tight little ring of muscle. Cable's world went white the more he pressed in. He took it slow, not wanting to hurt the younger man. This seemed to be new territory for Remy and he wasn't about to overwhelm him right off the bat. He drank in every soft little moan escaping the red heads lips, his right hand wrapping back around his semi-hard cock. It took a few more slow, agonizing minutes before Cable's hips pressed flush against Remy's. All the while, he kept showering the younger man in kisses, tongue flicking against Remy's slowly. He snaked his left arm around the other's waist, drawing him close to his body, just wanting to feel the other's skin against his.
Remy was still so sensitive, Cable's kisses started to tickle. But it didn't matter when he was pulled into another heated kiss. He'd let that man take him over and over again. Gambit wrapped an arm around Cable's lower back and one at the back of his neck trying to push him deeper into his mouth.
Gambit quickly pulled his lips away when he felt Nathan enter him. He quickly tossed his head back as he felt the sting of being penetrated. "Don't stop, sha. Don't stop. It...it feels so good..." he cried out. He felt his world spinning, his grip tightening around Cable's body. He let out a high pitched moan once Cable was deep in. This is what he wanted. This is what he craved.
"Please, Mon Dieu, please, fuck me. Gambit wants to see stars. Gambit wanna feel like he drank bottles of NyQuil. I can take it i promise." He was rambling but then he leaned back up to capture Nathan's mouth in a passionate and needy kiss.
Cable tangled his fingers in Remy's hair as he shallowly started thrusting, circling his hips carefully. Even though Gambit told him not to stop, he didn't want to hurt the man. He peppered soft kisses along his jawline as he pulled away, teeth scraping against his skin. His hot breath fanned out against his skin as he let a small moan escape his lips, the words Remy spoke echoing in his mind. And then Remy swept him away in a needy kiss, tongue licking into his mouth greedily. Cable tilted his head to one side as he returned the kiss, his shallow thrusts slowly becoming more deep, rolling his hips in and out, like rhythmic ocean waves crashing against the shoreline. And with each long, slow drag of his hips, the more he moaned, because fuck, Remy felt good wrapped around him. He felt perfect. Cable dragged his metal fingers down the other man's side, as if raking his nails across his skin. He licked greedily into Remy's mouth, their tongues beating together in sync with his thrusts. Eventually he started picking up the pace, panting softly against Remy's lips as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.
"Holllyyy fuuuuck, Shaaa~" Gambit shuddered, reeling in the pleasure he was feeling. It did sting but when Cable was deep, the pressure was sensational. "Plus(more), Mon ami, plus(more) !" Remy moaned, trying to also watch Cable bury his cock deep into him. He was so turned on, he quickly started jerking himself off again not when sure if he could cum again but God damnit he was gonna try to.
Remy lightly charged his hand to feel the sensations on his cock as he moved it up and down his shaft. "Oh god Nathan..." he panted back. "Na-Nathan...mm right there...p-please..." Remy had never felt like this before. He felt his mind was going crazy the way Cable just folded him to the brim. "O-ohhh f-f-fuuucckkkk." He drew out spitting cum again as his body arched and trembled underneath the man.
Blush covered his face and neck feeling so, so, good that he came twice damn near back to back. That was a feat many men wish they could have. Remy' hand fell to the floor as he continued to let Cable take him. His fucked out face, facing upwards, as a grin grew across his lips. His dark eyes flashed down, looking at the mess he'd made, but also Cable's face. The glow of his eye, the sweat on his brow.
Cable was close. The faster his hips moved, the sloppier he got when he got lost in the sensations. It'd been way too long since he'd done this with anyone. He was honestly surprised that he had lasted this long. He panted softly as he trailed kisses up and down Remy's neck, sucking a small little mark into his skin. The Cajun had done the same to him, might as well return the favor.
Cable devoured every one of Remy's soft, desperate moans, his cries and gasps of pleasure. He loved the noises that escaped Remy's lips as his hips pistonned into his. He could feel the tension building in his lower abdomen. He was so close. He groaned softly into the Cajun's ear, the groan turning into a sharp gasp when he felt the other man paint their abdomen in thick ropes of cum, his muscles clenching impossibly tight around his cock.
Cable's world went white at the sensation, and he quickly pulled Remy into a desperate kiss, tongue licking into his mouth as he finally let go, groaning low in his throat as he hit his climax. He rode out his orgasm, filling the condom up as their tongues beat together lazily. He tangled his fingers in Remy's hair, pulling away to try and catch his breath.
"F-fuck...oh my god, Remy. Never felt anything so fucking good." Cable panted, a small, blissed-out smile dancing across his lips as he started to untangle himself from the cajun.
"Oh my God, Nathan...mmm" Remy hummed as he felt himself getting filled and stretched the fuck out. His knees were basically in his chest as he panted with his face bright red.
"Ahhh, Mon ami~" Remy grabbed Cable's chin before he pulled out, "Next time, Gambit wanna *feel* you fill me up." He grinned from ear to ear hoping the other man would understand what he was hinting at. Remy was a bit stiff from everything as he slowly sat up and chuckled. He tried to stand and almost fell over. "Shit!" Remy was laughing so hard as he held on to Cable for stability.
"Ya done worked all the bones outta my body, Mon ami. Whatever is a Gambit s'posed to do?" He worked his way to standing again. Remy wanted to head to the bathroom but he was feeling off and unstable
Cable stopped when Remy grabbed his chin, his eyes widening slightly at the man's statement. A blush spread across his cheeks but he smirked, leaning in close to steal a soft kiss. That meant there would be a next time. Holy fuck... "Yeah, or maybe you can be the dealer." Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, hoping the other man understood what he was hinting at. He was all for the idea of fucking the man's brains out without a condom the next time around, he just wasn't sure how he felt about it the first time. He carefully finished untangling himself from Remy, sitting back on the couch. Fuck, his own limbs barely functioned and Remy was trying to stand up? Jesus christ... "C'mon, I'll help ya. You tryin' to get to the bathroom, doll?" Cable carefully stood up, pulling off the condom on the way up. He tossed it in the small trash bin and wrapped a strong arm around the Gambit's waist, holding him steady. Cable was a bit more steady on his feet than Remy, but they both stumbled their way to the bathroom. "I'll give you some privacy, Remy." Cable smiled, carefully letting the other man go so he could get himself cleaned up.
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.
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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
Cable could sense Remy on the verge of climax, his moans growing louder and more frequent. He was no longer speaking English, and there was something so fucking beautiful about hearing the man feel so good he started speaking French.
Nathan’s gaze fixed on Remy’s face, his lips slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked him down his throat eagerly. All the while, he teased a second finger against the younger man’s clenching muscles, slowly pushing in as his middle finger fucked into him.
Cables eyebrows shot up as he felt hot, thick ropes of cum shot down his throat. He groaned, swallowing up every drop. Fuck, he tasted good. He shut his eyes, sucking every last drop he could before slowly pulling off with another soft pop. He licked his lips, pressing a soft kiss against his hip, smiling softly.
“Mmm fuck, look at you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Think you got enough in you to get me to finish?” Cable purred, his tongue flicking against the younger man’s abdomen as he trailed kisses back up his torso.
Remy's mind was spinning. His blissed out face slowly looked back down at the amazing man who just made him blow his whole load. "I'm sorry, Mon ami. Gambit...whew Lord. Gambit didn't mean to..." His face turned a bright red. Remy was too embarrassed about it.
"Oh, you know I do, Mon ami. Gambit's got more than a 3 balled Tom cat." He snickered, grabbing the back of his knees and pulling them to his chest. He was super flexible, and turned even more red presenting himself like that to Cable but the man did something to him that he hasn't felt before. It was wild.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up like a fucking cajun sweet dough." He grinned sticking his tongue out as his red hair flared. He bit his lower lip though, waiting and anticipating for Cable's lips to be back on his. He needed them, he needed Cable to stuff him like a turkey on Christmas day. "Please...I...I need to feel you..."
Cable grinned at Remy's reaction, seeing his cheeks flush, feeling embarrassed that he blew his load well before Cable did. He was counting on it. He wanted Gambit to feel good. He carefully trailed kisses back up Remy's toned frame, worshipping every inch of skin his lips could reach, wanting to make this man feel amazing. And as he showered Remy with affection, he continued to slowly fuck his fingers into his tight hole, trying to get him well enough prepared for him. "Don't apologize for any of that, Remy. You taste so fucking good, and I nearly blew my load from the sounds you were making...fuck." Cable purred as his lips travelled up Remy's neck before slotting himself between his legs. He slowly pulled his fingers out, pulling Remy in for a passionate kiss, tongue flicking into his mouth as he quickly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down on his hard cock. "Jesus, Remy...so fucking perfect. I-if it's too overwhelming, tell me to stop, okay?" Cable mumbled against Remy's lips as he coated his hard cock in slick. He inhaled sharply against Gambit's lips, tongue fucking into the other man's mouth as he lined himself up. His fingers gripped at his thighs, pulling away briefly just to glance down and watch as he slowly eased in, the tip of his cock pushing past that tight little ring of muscle. Cable's world went white the more he pressed in. He took it slow, not wanting to hurt the younger man. This seemed to be new territory for Remy and he wasn't about to overwhelm him right off the bat. He drank in every soft little moan escaping the red heads lips, his right hand wrapping back around his semi-hard cock. It took a few more slow, agonizing minutes before Cable's hips pressed flush against Remy's. All the while, he kept showering the younger man in kisses, tongue flicking against Remy's slowly. He snaked his left arm around the other's waist, drawing him close to his body, just wanting to feel the other's skin against his.
Remy was still so sensitive, Cable's kisses started to tickle. But it didn't matter when he was pulled into another heated kiss. He'd let that man take him over and over again. Gambit wrapped an arm around Cable's lower back and one at the back of his neck trying to push him deeper into his mouth.
Gambit quickly pulled his lips away when he felt Nathan enter him. He quickly tossed his head back as he felt the sting of being penetrated. "Don't stop, sha. Don't stop. It...it feels so good..." he cried out. He felt his world spinning, his grip tightening around Cable's body. He let out a high pitched moan once Cable was deep in. This is what he wanted. This is what he craved.
"Please, Mon Dieu, please, fuck me. Gambit wants to see stars. Gambit wanna feel like he drank bottles of NyQuil. I can take it i promise." He was rambling but then he leaned back up to capture Nathan's mouth in a passionate and needy kiss.
Cable tangled his fingers in Remy's hair as he shallowly started thrusting, circling his hips carefully. Even though Gambit told him not to stop, he didn't want to hurt the man. He peppered soft kisses along his jawline as he pulled away, teeth scraping against his skin. His hot breath fanned out against his skin as he let a small moan escape his lips, the words Remy spoke echoing in his mind. And then Remy swept him away in a needy kiss, tongue licking into his mouth greedily. Cable tilted his head to one side as he returned the kiss, his shallow thrusts slowly becoming more deep, rolling his hips in and out, like rhythmic ocean waves crashing against the shoreline. And with each long, slow drag of his hips, the more he moaned, because fuck, Remy felt good wrapped around him. He felt perfect. Cable dragged his metal fingers down the other man's side, as if raking his nails across his skin. He licked greedily into Remy's mouth, their tongues beating together in sync with his thrusts. Eventually he started picking up the pace, panting softly against Remy's lips as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.
"Holllyyy fuuuuck, Shaaa~" Gambit shuddered, reeling in the pleasure he was feeling. It did sting but when Cable was deep, the pressure was sensational. "Plus(more), Mon ami, plus(more) !" Remy moaned, trying to also watch Cable bury his cock deep into him. He was so turned on, he quickly started jerking himself off again not when sure if he could cum again but God damnit he was gonna try to.
Remy lightly charged his hand to feel the sensations on his cock as he moved it up and down his shaft. "Oh god Nathan..." he panted back. "Na-Nathan...mm right there...p-please..." Remy had never felt like this before. He felt his mind was going crazy the way Cable just folded him to the brim. "O-ohhh f-f-fuuucckkkk." He drew out spitting cum again as his body arched and trembled underneath the man.
Blush covered his face and neck feeling so, so, good that he came twice damn near back to back. That was a feat many men wish they could have. Remy' hand fell to the floor as he continued to let Cable take him. His fucked out face, facing upwards, as a grin grew across his lips. His dark eyes flashed down, looking at the mess he'd made, but also Cable's face. The glow of his eye, the sweat on his brow.
Cable was close. The faster his hips moved, the sloppier he got when he got lost in the sensations. It'd been way too long since he'd done this with anyone. He was honestly surprised that he had lasted this long. He panted softly as he trailed kisses up and down Remy's neck, sucking a small little mark into his skin. The Cajun had done the same to him, might as well return the favor.
Cable devoured every one of Remy's soft, desperate moans, his cries and gasps of pleasure. He loved the noises that escaped Remy's lips as his hips pistonned into his. He could feel the tension building in his lower abdomen. He was so close. He groaned softly into the Cajun's ear, the groan turning into a sharp gasp when he felt the other man paint their abdomen in thick ropes of cum, his muscles clenching impossibly tight around his cock.
Cable's world went white at the sensation, and he quickly pulled Remy into a desperate kiss, tongue licking into his mouth as he finally let go, groaning low in his throat as he hit his climax. He rode out his orgasm, filling the condom up as their tongues beat together lazily. He tangled his fingers in Remy's hair, pulling away to try and catch his breath.
"F-fuck...oh my god, Remy. Never felt anything so fucking good." Cable panted, a small, blissed-out smile dancing across his lips as he started to untangle himself from the cajun.
"Oh my God, Nathan...mmm" Remy hummed as he felt himself getting filled and stretched the fuck out. His knees were basically in his chest as he panted with his face bright red.
"Ahhh, Mon ami~" Remy grabbed Cable's chin before he pulled out, "Next time, Gambit wanna *feel* you fill me up." He grinned from ear to ear hoping the other man would understand what he was hinting at. Remy was a bit stiff from everything as he slowly sat up and chuckled. He tried to stand and almost fell over. "Shit!" Remy was laughing so hard as he held on to Cable for stability.
"Ya done worked all the bones outta my body, Mon ami. Whatever is a Gambit s'posed to do?" He worked his way to standing again. Remy wanted to head to the bathroom but he was feeling off and unstable
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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
Cable could sense Remy on the verge of climax, his moans growing louder and more frequent. He was no longer speaking English, and there was something so fucking beautiful about hearing the man feel so good he started speaking French.
Nathan’s gaze fixed on Remy’s face, his lips slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked him down his throat eagerly. All the while, he teased a second finger against the younger man’s clenching muscles, slowly pushing in as his middle finger fucked into him.
Cables eyebrows shot up as he felt hot, thick ropes of cum shot down his throat. He groaned, swallowing up every drop. Fuck, he tasted good. He shut his eyes, sucking every last drop he could before slowly pulling off with another soft pop. He licked his lips, pressing a soft kiss against his hip, smiling softly.
“Mmm fuck, look at you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Think you got enough in you to get me to finish?” Cable purred, his tongue flicking against the younger man’s abdomen as he trailed kisses back up his torso.
Remy's mind was spinning. His blissed out face slowly looked back down at the amazing man who just made him blow his whole load. "I'm sorry, Mon ami. Gambit...whew Lord. Gambit didn't mean to..." His face turned a bright red. Remy was too embarrassed about it.
"Oh, you know I do, Mon ami. Gambit's got more than a 3 balled Tom cat." He snickered, grabbing the back of his knees and pulling them to his chest. He was super flexible, and turned even more red presenting himself like that to Cable but the man did something to him that he hasn't felt before. It was wild.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up like a fucking cajun sweet dough." He grinned sticking his tongue out as his red hair flared. He bit his lower lip though, waiting and anticipating for Cable's lips to be back on his. He needed them, he needed Cable to stuff him like a turkey on Christmas day. "Please...I...I need to feel you..."
Cable grinned at Remy's reaction, seeing his cheeks flush, feeling embarrassed that he blew his load well before Cable did. He was counting on it. He wanted Gambit to feel good. He carefully trailed kisses back up Remy's toned frame, worshipping every inch of skin his lips could reach, wanting to make this man feel amazing. And as he showered Remy with affection, he continued to slowly fuck his fingers into his tight hole, trying to get him well enough prepared for him. "Don't apologize for any of that, Remy. You taste so fucking good, and I nearly blew my load from the sounds you were making...fuck." Cable purred as his lips travelled up Remy's neck before slotting himself between his legs. He slowly pulled his fingers out, pulling Remy in for a passionate kiss, tongue flicking into his mouth as he quickly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down on his hard cock. "Jesus, Remy...so fucking perfect. I-if it's too overwhelming, tell me to stop, okay?" Cable mumbled against Remy's lips as he coated his hard cock in slick. He inhaled sharply against Gambit's lips, tongue fucking into the other man's mouth as he lined himself up. His fingers gripped at his thighs, pulling away briefly just to glance down and watch as he slowly eased in, the tip of his cock pushing past that tight little ring of muscle. Cable's world went white the more he pressed in. He took it slow, not wanting to hurt the younger man. This seemed to be new territory for Remy and he wasn't about to overwhelm him right off the bat. He drank in every soft little moan escaping the red heads lips, his right hand wrapping back around his semi-hard cock. It took a few more slow, agonizing minutes before Cable's hips pressed flush against Remy's. All the while, he kept showering the younger man in kisses, tongue flicking against Remy's slowly. He snaked his left arm around the other's waist, drawing him close to his body, just wanting to feel the other's skin against his.
Remy was still so sensitive, Cable's kisses started to tickle. But it didn't matter when he was pulled into another heated kiss. He'd let that man take him over and over again. Gambit wrapped an arm around Cable's lower back and one at the back of his neck trying to push him deeper into his mouth.
Gambit quickly pulled his lips away when he felt Nathan enter him. He quickly tossed his head back as he felt the sting of being penetrated. "Don't stop, sha. Don't stop. It...it feels so good..." he cried out. He felt his world spinning, his grip tightening around Cable's body. He let out a high pitched moan once Cable was deep in. This is what he wanted. This is what he craved.
"Please, Mon Dieu, please, fuck me. Gambit wants to see stars. Gambit wanna feel like he drank bottles of NyQuil. I can take it i promise." He was rambling but then he leaned back up to capture Nathan's mouth in a passionate and needy kiss.
Cable tangled his fingers in Remy's hair as he shallowly started thrusting, circling his hips carefully. Even though Gambit told him not to stop, he didn't want to hurt the man. He peppered soft kisses along his jawline as he pulled away, teeth scraping against his skin. His hot breath fanned out against his skin as he let a small moan escape his lips, the words Remy spoke echoing in his mind. And then Remy swept him away in a needy kiss, tongue licking into his mouth greedily. Cable tilted his head to one side as he returned the kiss, his shallow thrusts slowly becoming more deep, rolling his hips in and out, like rhythmic ocean waves crashing against the shoreline. And with each long, slow drag of his hips, the more he moaned, because fuck, Remy felt good wrapped around him. He felt perfect. Cable dragged his metal fingers down the other man's side, as if raking his nails across his skin. He licked greedily into Remy's mouth, their tongues beating together in sync with his thrusts. Eventually he started picking up the pace, panting softly against Remy's lips as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.
"Holllyyy fuuuuck, Shaaa~" Gambit shuddered, reeling in the pleasure he was feeling. It did sting but when Cable was deep, the pressure was sensational. "Plus(more), Mon ami, plus(more) !" Remy moaned, trying to also watch Cable bury his cock deep into him. He was so turned on, he quickly started jerking himself off again not when sure if he could cum again but God damnit he was gonna try to.
Remy lightly charged his hand to feel the sensations on his cock as he moved it up and down his shaft. "Oh god Nathan..." he panted back. "Na-Nathan...mm right there...p-please..." Remy had never felt like this before. He felt his mind was going crazy the way Cable just folded him to the brim. "O-ohhh f-f-fuuucckkkk." He drew out spitting cum again as his body arched and trembled underneath the man.
Blush covered his face and neck feeling so, so, good that he came twice damn near back to back. That was a feat many men wish they could have. Remy' hand fell to the floor as he continued to let Cable take him. His fucked out face, facing upwards, as a grin grew across his lips. His dark eyes flashed down, looking at the mess he'd made, but also Cable's face. The glow of his eye, the sweat on his brow.
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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
Cable could sense Remy on the verge of climax, his moans growing louder and more frequent. He was no longer speaking English, and there was something so fucking beautiful about hearing the man feel so good he started speaking French.
Nathan’s gaze fixed on Remy’s face, his lips slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked him down his throat eagerly. All the while, he teased a second finger against the younger man’s clenching muscles, slowly pushing in as his middle finger fucked into him.
Cables eyebrows shot up as he felt hot, thick ropes of cum shot down his throat. He groaned, swallowing up every drop. Fuck, he tasted good. He shut his eyes, sucking every last drop he could before slowly pulling off with another soft pop. He licked his lips, pressing a soft kiss against his hip, smiling softly.
“Mmm fuck, look at you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Think you got enough in you to get me to finish?” Cable purred, his tongue flicking against the younger man’s abdomen as he trailed kisses back up his torso.
Remy's mind was spinning. His blissed out face slowly looked back down at the amazing man who just made him blow his whole load. "I'm sorry, Mon ami. Gambit...whew Lord. Gambit didn't mean to..." His face turned a bright red. Remy was too embarrassed about it.
"Oh, you know I do, Mon ami. Gambit's got more than a 3 balled Tom cat." He snickered, grabbing the back of his knees and pulling them to his chest. He was super flexible, and turned even more red presenting himself like that to Cable but the man did something to him that he hasn't felt before. It was wild.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up like a fucking cajun sweet dough." He grinned sticking his tongue out as his red hair flared. He bit his lower lip though, waiting and anticipating for Cable's lips to be back on his. He needed them, he needed Cable to stuff him like a turkey on Christmas day. "Please...I...I need to feel you..."
Cable grinned at Remy's reaction, seeing his cheeks flush, feeling embarrassed that he blew his load well before Cable did. He was counting on it. He wanted Gambit to feel good. He carefully trailed kisses back up Remy's toned frame, worshipping every inch of skin his lips could reach, wanting to make this man feel amazing. And as he showered Remy with affection, he continued to slowly fuck his fingers into his tight hole, trying to get him well enough prepared for him. "Don't apologize for any of that, Remy. You taste so fucking good, and I nearly blew my load from the sounds you were making...fuck." Cable purred as his lips travelled up Remy's neck before slotting himself between his legs. He slowly pulled his fingers out, pulling Remy in for a passionate kiss, tongue flicking into his mouth as he quickly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down on his hard cock. "Jesus, Remy...so fucking perfect. I-if it's too overwhelming, tell me to stop, okay?" Cable mumbled against Remy's lips as he coated his hard cock in slick. He inhaled sharply against Gambit's lips, tongue fucking into the other man's mouth as he lined himself up. His fingers gripped at his thighs, pulling away briefly just to glance down and watch as he slowly eased in, the tip of his cock pushing past that tight little ring of muscle. Cable's world went white the more he pressed in. He took it slow, not wanting to hurt the younger man. This seemed to be new territory for Remy and he wasn't about to overwhelm him right off the bat. He drank in every soft little moan escaping the red heads lips, his right hand wrapping back around his semi-hard cock. It took a few more slow, agonizing minutes before Cable's hips pressed flush against Remy's. All the while, he kept showering the younger man in kisses, tongue flicking against Remy's slowly. He snaked his left arm around the other's waist, drawing him close to his body, just wanting to feel the other's skin against his.
Remy was still so sensitive, Cable's kisses started to tickle. But it didn't matter when he was pulled into another heated kiss. He'd let that man take him over and over again. Gambit wrapped an arm around Cable's lower back and one at the back of his neck trying to push him deeper into his mouth.
Gambit quickly pulled his lips away when he felt Nathan enter him. He quickly tossed his head back as he felt the sting of being penetrated. "Don't stop, sha. Don't stop. It...it feels so good..." he cried out. He felt his world spinning, his grip tightening around Cable's body. He let out a high pitched moan once Cable was deep in. This is what he wanted. This is what he craved.
"Please, Mon Dieu, please, fuck me. Gambit wants to see stars. Gambit wanna feel like he drank bottles of NyQuil. I can take it i promise." He was rambling but then he leaned back up to capture Nathan's mouth in a passionate and needy kiss.
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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
Cable could sense Remy on the verge of climax, his moans growing louder and more frequent. He was no longer speaking English, and there was something so fucking beautiful about hearing the man feel so good he started speaking French.
Nathan’s gaze fixed on Remy’s face, his lips slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked him down his throat eagerly. All the while, he teased a second finger against the younger man’s clenching muscles, slowly pushing in as his middle finger fucked into him.
Cables eyebrows shot up as he felt hot, thick ropes of cum shot down his throat. He groaned, swallowing up every drop. Fuck, he tasted good. He shut his eyes, sucking every last drop he could before slowly pulling off with another soft pop. He licked his lips, pressing a soft kiss against his hip, smiling softly.
“Mmm fuck, look at you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Think you got enough in you to get me to finish?” Cable purred, his tongue flicking against the younger man’s abdomen as he trailed kisses back up his torso.
Remy's mind was spinning. His blissed out face slowly looked back down at the amazing man who just made him blow his whole load. "I'm sorry, Mon ami. Gambit...whew Lord. Gambit didn't mean to..." His face turned a bright red. Remy was too embarrassed about it.
"Oh, you know I do, Mon ami. Gambit's got more than a 3 balled Tom cat." He snickered, grabbing the back of his knees and pulling them to his chest. He was super flexible, and turned even more red presenting himself like that to Cable but the man did something to him that he hasn't felt before. It was wild.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up like a fucking cajun sweet dough." He grinned sticking his tongue out as his red hair flared. He bit his lower lip though, waiting and anticipating for Cable's lips to be back on his. He needed them, he needed Cable to stuff him like a turkey on Christmas day. "Please...I...I need to feel you..."
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.
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.
Cable’s lips twisted into a soft smirk against Remy’s lips, their tongues tangling together. His left hand decided to explore the other man’s lean torso, metal fingers dancing across smooth skin, Remy’s own touch sending chills down his spine. .
Cable realized that he should have probably warned Remy not to use his powers on his right side. He could easily disable the mechanics and wiring with his powers, and sure, Cable could repair himself easily and just as quickly, he didn’t want to go through the trouble.
Cable wasn’t about to ruin the mood with telling Remy what was off limits now. He let the Cajun dominate the kiss, wanting to see what this man was capable off, following his lead as their tongues beat together rhythmically, slowly. And something Remy did with his tongue drew a soft moan from his lips.
"Oooo~~" Remy shivered from Cable's metal touch. He loved it. He groaned softly into the other man's mouth, still watching him with thin eyes.
"Ahhh~Mon Ami. Yuh hands ar' colder than a well-digger's backside--- je l'aime!" His accent was becoming thicker. The touches and the sounds Cable leaked only made him intensify his actions.
Gambit assumed his powers could easily fuck up Cable's mechanisms, which is why he was so frantic when he shocked him, for lack of a better phrase. His squirrelly fingers undid cables pants, what a contraption they were. What happened to just jeans or sweats for easy access.
Gambit pulled away just a hair, from Cables lucious lips. They hovered over his, like a temptation from an angel. "Mon Ami, dese tactical pants I can not work. I believe Gambit asked you to strip politely... unless you dun want these fingers..." He slyly grinned palming Cable's nether regions.
Remy couldn't wait to wrap his lips around that thang.
The noises escaping Remy's lips as his left hand traced down his bare chest only made Cable hungry for more. He trailed his lips down the other's neck, peppering soft kisses, light little nips against his skin, only to move back to his lips and as he pressed himself against Remy's body. Cable's breath hitched as he felt nimble, skilled fingers working on unbuttoning his belt, then his pants. And yes, he did promise Remy that he would strip. He smirked softly, his lips hovering over Remy's, dangerously close. He could still taste the man beneath him. But he would play along with Remy's rules, since he wasn't willing to play poker. So Cable carefully climbed off of Remy's lap, most of the work already done for him. He bit his lip as he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his pants, carefully pushing them down his thighs. His left leg was littered with the same metal cables and wires in spots, his right seemed untouched by his virus. Cable's eyes followed Remy's gaze as he kicked off his boots, then socks before stepping out of his pants. That left him just in his briefs, and he was feeling a bit exposed under Remy's gaze. Part of him loved the idea of it, granted, it'd been quite a while since he'd put himself in a situation like this. He didn't often lean this way, but he couldn't deny that an opportunity with the Gambit was exciting. Cable smirked crookedly as he slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of his briefs, only to pull just enough of his underwear down to expose himself just as he wrapped his metal fingers around his cock. He jerked himself off slowly, eyelids heavy, his own eyes taking in every inch of Remy's lean frame. "Enjoying the show, Remy?" Cable's voice came as a seductive purr.
Gambit giggled reluctantly but he couldn’t help it. Cable’s lips on his neck were ticklish. He didn’t want Nathan to think he was emasculating him by giggling. The nips made him moan involuntarily. Gambit also didn’t lean this way often but god damn there was something so alluring about Cable that he couldn’t help himself.
Gambit watched with his dark eyes as the other got up, and finished undressing. Wow. That virus did get him more than he knew. His eyes widened however when he saw Cable expose himself. Holy fuck that man was stacked. Remy swallowed the hard lump that hard formed in throat knowing that wasn’t going to be the only thing he was going to be swallowing soon. He exhaled to release his nerves.
“Mon Ami, it would be betta if ya danced, ya know.~” he chuckled, licking his lips and beckoning him over with his index finger. “Beggars can’t be choosers now can they?” Remy bit his lip, the anticipation building up in his body.
Cable caught the slight nervousness in Remy's giggle, the slight hesitation, but at the same time, the moan that escaped the other man's throat was music to his ears. Cable bit his lip, yearning to hear more of those beautiful sounds escape Remy's lips. Through heavily-lidded eyes, he watched the other's body language, his right hand pushing more of his briefs down until he could easily step out of them. Cable felt incredibly exposed, but he let his metal fingers do the work for him, gliding up and down his hard shaft slowly, twisting his wrist just right. "'m not Magic Mike, my friend." Cable flicked his tongue against his lower lip as he stepped back up to the Cajun, carefully climbing back onto his lap. He let his hips hover over the other man's thighs as he straddled his waist, his right hand reaching back over to let his fingers dance across Remy's toned chest. Fuck, he was pretty.
Remy watched Cable stroke himself with his metal hand, wondering if he could feel it. When he made his way back to him, Remy felt like he bit more than he could chew. What was gonna do with a meat man like Cable?? And now his cock was in his face.
Remy looked up to Cable's glowing eye, begging for him to let him touch him. Remy placed his hand on Cable's well-defined abs as they traced every outlined muscle. He glanced down at Cable's hard cock. It was begging to be touched, but Remy needed to hear it was ok.
Cable saw the hesitation in Remy's eyes, but also saw how he clenched and unclenched his hands, as if begging to touch. He inhaled sharply when Remy's fingers danced across his abdomen, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. A low hum escaped his lips as he leaned down, drawing the Cajun in for another searing kiss, only to let his lips hover over the other's as he pulled away. "You can touch me, pretty boy. Have fun with me. I can handle you." Cable's voice came out as a seductive purr, before he tilted his chin forward, pulling Remy in for another kiss, his own hands working on unbuttoning the other's pants.
Something about that first kiss made remy's eyes glow a beautiful pink color. He inhaled sharply, palming Cable's face pulling him in closer. Gambit bit his lip when the other pulled away to give his reassurance.
Gambit couldn't stop looking at Cable's lips when he spoke, but when he was done he pulled him back in, now his tongue licking the other man's. He shivered when he felt Cable's hands undoing his pants. He chirped at first, feeling his hands on him as he lifted his hips to allow easier access for his pants to come off.
A grin spread across Gambits lips, as his skillful hands slowly made their way to Cable's cock, stroking him seductively. "Is this ok, sha? Gambit really only knows how he likes it, so I wanna make sure this is good for yuh." His index finger swirled around the tip and then wrapped around his shaft, to continue stroking him.
Cable's heart fluttered as their lips connected, tongues tangling together. Remy's kisses were addicting, if he had to admit it to himself. The slight sparks that tickled his lips and tongue from the kinetic charges he gave off made him hungry for more. "Am I allowed to touch you back, handsome?" Cable purred against Remy's lips, fingers dipping under the elastic of his briefs as if asking for permission. He pulled away, just so he could start trailing kisses across the other's jawline and down his neck. A rather embarrassing moan escaped Cable's lips as Remy's hand finally wrapped around his hard cock, because fuck yes. He flicked his tongue against the Cajun's smooth skin, teasing the pulse point on his neck as he slowly rolled his hips into the other man's hand. His right hand slowly moved down, slipping down the front of Remy's pants, hand resting over the bulge and groping gently.
"Ahhh~ Mon Ami," Gambit panted shallower as he became lost in the building intense passion. He might have been a bit touch starved since leaving the gang and being isolated for so long. Who knows. All he could focus on was to not over charge his kinetic touches and kisses.
Gambit hummed, enjoying Cable's touches and kisses. "Sha, you can have me bourre if ya want." He chortled as he continued to huff and twist his wrist around Cable's hard cock in his nimble fingers. Remy lifted his hips as he continued to pull Cable closer into him, signaling that he, in fact, desperately wanted to be touched.
As Remy continued to jerk him off, he summoned some kinetic energy to his fingertips, giving Cable a bit more added stimulation. A little trick he'd learned himself.
Cable smirked as his lips moved lower, tongue licking at Remy's collarbone as his skilled fingers carefully pushed his pants down his hips. His fingers brushed against the tent Gambit was pitching in his briefs as he tugged at the elastic. Cable inhaled sharply when he felt the fingers gliding along his hard cock shock him, his hips stuttering into the feeling. "Uhn...fuck-Remy..." Cable purred, panting softly against the other man's skin, his breath shaky as he trails his lips back up to kiss the cajun. His actions were hungry, desperate, heated as he pulled the man's briefs down his hips, pushing them down his thighs. Cable's right hand carefully wrapped around Remy's hard cock as their tongues beat together, his thumb swiping across the slit before circling the head. He pressed his own hips against Remy's, his left hand resting on the back of the other man's neck as he deepened the kiss.
"Oh Mon Dieu!" Gambit whispered in between kisses. His head was spinning, and he felt like he was floating with how Cable was taking care of him. The way Cable cradled him made him feel too special.
Remy's hand sped up, caressing Cable's aching cock. His other hand tangling in his hair, tugging on it a bit roughly. God, the things he'd let Cable do to him. He rolled his hips into the other man's touch, desperately needing his touch. Feeding moans into Cable's mouth, his lips became more charged , intensifying the sensations.
Gambit's accent was becoming thicker the more passionate they became. He broke from the kiss, immediately going for Cable's pulse point, kissing and sucking, proud of himself for leaving a mark. "Let Gambit give ya a hwak twuh and spit on that thang, hmm?~ You won't imagine how good it feels, Mon Ami." He whispered in his ear, his hand slowly jerking him with each inflection.
Cable smirked softly against Remy's lips, his hips slowly rolling into the hand jerking him off as his tongue licked lazily against the other's. His head was spinning from all of the sensations Remy was feeding him; from his needy little moans he was swallowing up, to the small little charges tickling his lips and tongue, the feel of the other man's lean body against his, and the way those fingers worked him over. It only made him hungry for more. "Fuck, Remy..." Cable gasped, feeling the other man pull away to trail his lips down his neck, the small charges and electric sparks following the trail the other man left as he sucked a small mark into his throat. He tangled his fingers in the cajun's hair, tugging gently, his fingers gently squeezing around the base of the other man's cock every time he swiped his hand down on his shaft. "Y-yeah...fuck wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, baby." And just as he was saying that, he was carefully pushing himself off of Remy's lap so they could trade places. He wanted this man on top of him.
"C'mere, doll." Cable purred, pulling the other man onto his lap, knowing the comfortable weight of a body on top of his was going to leave, but he savored the brief moment he got to feel Remy settle in. Fuck, it'd been way too long since he'd done this.
Remy grinned from ear to ear. He stepped back to admire the naked, bionic man and whew. He was a sight to see. He hummed as he flicked his tongue against his lower lip. "Gambit ain't neva been called a doll before."
He stroked himself a few times, crawling on top of the other man, pulling him in for another steamy, deep and passionate kiss. Remy snaked his way down Cable's torso, trailing his kinetic kisses down further and further. He pawed Cable's legs further apart. "Mon Dieu." He whispered.
Gambit kissed the tip with slightly charged lips, "...This is my simple prayer, Lord" he continued to kiss down Cable's shaft, "A Cajun's humble plea," his tongue made tight circles on the underside of Cable's cock, "May all of dose who've love you, lord," he licked along the underside of that vein back to the now leaky tip as he slurped some of the precious pearls he was dripping, "...Have all you have given me. Amen" and Gambit sucked down Cable's cock down to the base.
He continued to moan as he bobbed his head, charged lips vibrating all around Cable's cock. He wanted to make Cable's toes curl. He was eager to please the bionic man making sure he felt amazing.
“Is it alright that I called you that, Remy?” Cable smirked, eyeing the other man as he stepped away briefly. His metal arm instinctively reached out to touch Remy as he climbed back onto his lap. He hummed contently when their lips met, their tongues tangling together as they kissed, his left hand mapping out every muscle along the cajun’s torso. “Holy shit, you can make anyone’s knees weak with the way you work your lips, Lebeau.” Cable husked, his voice coming out as a low purr as the other man snaked his way down his torso, leaving goosebumps on his skin wherever his lips touched. Cable sifted his fingers through Remy’s hair, his eyes fluttering closed and his breath catching in his throat the moment he felt the other’s tongue teasing the tip of his cock. Cable let out a small moan that made a blush cross his cheeks, because it was definitely an octave higher than he had intended for it to sound. His eyes watched Remy kiss up and down his shaft, feeling his hot breath fanning out against his hard shaft before he swallowed him down completely. And holy fucking shit, with the way Remy’s lips wrapped around his cock, he’d let the Cajun do anything to him at this point.
Remy moaned and slurped Cable's cock like his life depended on it. He made sure it was coated with slick as he rolled his lips in sucking him down and ducking his lips when he pulled back. Remy pulled back to the tip, swirling his tongue around, as his nimble fingers gently, finger by finger wrapped around the base. He opened his mouth, and tapped Cable's cock to his now flat tongue. "You can call Gambit whatever you like, sha~. You're right bon ami, I do tend to make everyone swoon."
Gambit went back to worshipping the man underneath him, wondering how far he'd let him go. He continued to Bob his head long, Cable's shaft enjoying sucking him off. He hummed again, holding Cable's cock deep in his throat. Remy looked up needily at Cable.
Cable's eyes nearly rolled back as Remy sucked on his throbbing shaft like a lollipop, fucking his throat on his cock. With the way the Cajun was working his tongue along his length, he wasn't going to last as long as he'd wanted, but jesus christ. With the added little sparks his tongue and lips gave off, Cable was essentially putty in Remy's hands. Cable shallowly started rolling his hips into Lebeau's hot mouth, watching as his shaft disappeared into his mouth every time the Cajun swallowed him down. His left hand reached down, his metal thumb tracing along his hollowed-out cheek slowly as he raked the nails of his right hand across the Gambit's back. And then the look Remy gave him, so needy and full of lust. Those beautiful, glowing pink eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him like he couldn't get enough. "F-fuck...Remy--baby 'm not gonna last much longer if you keep it up. And I at least wanna return the favor." Cable panted, his right hand travelling up to tangle his fingers back in his long, brunette locks.
Gambit moaned holding Cable's needy cock as far deep in his throat as he could without gagging. Maybe Cable would like that... no no no, Remy thought, clearly cock drunk. He gave a few more fast sucks with his cheeks sucked in, a few last minute hurried bobs, as he quickly pulled Cable's cock from his mouth his hand stroking it, as one last lick up his shaft as his gaze was glued to the other man, enjoying his body react.
Gambit straddled Cable pulling him back into a heated and deep kiss, already missing his mouth being stuffed. "God damn, you're driving Gambit crazy!" He rocked his hips against Cable's as his body was begging for the other at this point. He'd never felt like this before. His heart was racing, and he felt like he needed to discharge his powers for a moment before he lost control. Remy's kisses went back to Cable's neck leaving more marks.
"Gawd damn ya taste betta than a bengiet and that's sayin' a lot."
Cable took in a few shaky breaths, the lips stretched around his cock making his entire world spin. And holy fuck, Remy could suck dick like a damn champ. Cable let out a few breathy moans as he felt his lips nearly reaching the base of his cock, sucking greedily. His hips chased the mouth slowly pulling off of him, groaning when his cock hit the open air. Cable's disappointment in Remy pulling off of him was short-lived, because he felt that comfortable weight on his lap again, straddling his hips and melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man. His left eye glowed a bright gold, his left hand opening as if he were summoning something. And sure, they could definitely take this to the bedroom, but having a beautiful man on top of him was distracting and he wasn't in the mood to move anytime soon. Cable flicked his tongue against Remy's as they kissed, his head tilting to one side as a bottle of lube and a few condoms flew into his hand. He set the items aside as he felt the cajun's lips once again leaving a trail of kisses and marks down his neck. Cable's right hand slid back between them as Remy rocked his hips against his, wrapping his hand around the other's hard shaft, jerking him off slowly, his thumb swirling around the leaking tip. Fuck, he wanted to taste the man. He kissed so sweet, his tongue tasting like honey. "Fuck...Remy, you're starting to make me think this isn't your first rodeo." Cable husked, tilting his head back just so Remy could have more room to leave marks.
Gambit looked over seeing the items scurry to his hand. Neat little trick. Remy nearly melted from Cable's touch. He held on to Cable's shoulders, trying to fight back the feeling building inside him. "Mon Dieu! ..M-mon D-Dieu..." he panted into Cable's mouth focusing his kisses, no charge, where the metal and his skin met. That side needed love too. He wanted Cable to feel special all over. But maybe he wasn't self conscious about it.
"Ahh~ Sha, Gambit is just thinkin' 'bout how I would like to be touched. No person knows how to please a man like another man, no?" His black eyes narrowed as a smirk grew across his face. Sure his sentence was a stretch but hopefully Cable knew what he meant. He really didn't have a lot of blood in his brain to think. He looked back over to the lube and condoms.
This is where Gambit did not have a lot experience. He swallowed hard looking back at Cable. "You'll be gentle like the morning breeze, right?"
Cable's eyes watched Remy trailing kisses across his metal shoulder. He wished he could feel it, but seeing the man's lips brushing against the cool metal so seductively, adoringly, made his heart flutter. The last time someone had shown that half of him any sort of positive attention was when he was with his wife, and here Remy was, doing the same thing. Cable tried not to think about it too much, because he would start getting teary-eyed and sentimental if he started thinking about his family. He had a beautiful man on his lap, showering him in some much needed love and affection that he hadn't seen in nearly a decade. "I'll make it so good for you, doll." Cable husked as he pulled Remy up for another kiss, their lips slotting together perfectly. He moaned softly into the kiss, carefully shifting so the Cajun was laying on the couch. He paused, pulling away briefly. "Actually...d'you wanna take this to the bedroom?" His eyes fluttered open to look at Remy, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, his hand still jerking him off at an even pace, his fingers gliding along his cock like he was worshiping the appendage, adoring it and memorizing every little vein and curve.
"Ah~Mon Ami~" Remy pulled Cable's face closer to his, thoroughly enjoying the man. He felt so good, so love drunk. Remy moaned louder than he anticipated but he didnt mind much. "Gambit doesn't care where we do this, sha. I'm just ready...needy..." His lips hovered over the others, melting into the other touch.
"I don't wanna move, sha...but, I say God damn I need you now." Remy charged his lips again just enough so Cable could feel the sensations. "Take me sha" he whispered. "I wanna get lost in the future." Remy could feel himself rambling on and on, just nonsense.
Cable smirked, loving all of the beautiful sounds escaping Remy’s lips. His own lips eventually moved away from his lips, trailing down his neck, and moving lower. His heart raced as his lips worshipped the younger man’s body.
“Fuck, you’re so damn pretty, Remy.” Cable purred against his abdomen, slipping lower down the couch as his hand squeezed around the base of his cock gently.
Cable couldn’t wait to taste the Cajun. His lips tasted delicious, and so did the rest of him. So when he was finally face to face with his cock, he eagerly licked the flat of his tongue against the entire length before flicking his tongue against the leaking slit. His lips pressed against the head before he slowly swallowed him down his throat, his tongue rippling against his shaft.
As Cable busied himself on Remy’s hard cock, he reached for the lube, opening the bottle and squirting some slick into his fingers. He looked up at the Cajun, his pupils blown as he bobbed his head, slurping up the length slowly as he slid his right hand between Remy’s legs, fingers slowly teasing and circling his tight ring.
Remy watched as the other man made his way down his body. God he was so, delectable. Gambit's cock bounced as Cable's body heat warmed him up. Gambit was fighting himself to not erupt so quickly, but...he hadn't been touched in what felt like forever.
"Mmmahhh....Ahh!!! Cable! Ya puttin' a gris-gris on me, shaaa." Remy squirmed as he tossed his head back, gripping hard onto Cable's grayed locks. He stared up at the ceiling unable to face the man who was making him crumble like a too warm cake. He felt too good and Gambit was too embarrassed to show the other man his blissed out, fucked out face. So soon. Too soon.
"N-Nathan..." he huffed and whined feeling hid finger tease at his sensitive and tight entrance.
"I...I need you...I need to feel you..." he finally looked at Cable's face as his lips were wrapped around his cock. "God damn, sha..."
Cable took in slow, even breaths through his nose as he slurped and sucked on Remy’s cock, his tongue rolling against the length as he bobbed his head. And as his lips and tongue worked on the other man’s shaft, he slowly pushed his slick middle finger past Gambits tight little ring.
Cable listened for any sign of discomfort, his eyes glancing up to meet Remy’s dark gaze. His metal fingers gripped onto his hip gently, just to steady him and keep him grounded.
Cable groaned at all the beautiful little sounds that escaped Remy’s lips, the vibrations hitting Remy’s cock as his tongue circled around the leaking slit. All he wanted was to make the man underneath him to feel amazing. He wanted him to feel adored.
Cable was gentle, his lips pressing to the base of the younger man’s cock as his finger sank in further, feeling Remy’s tight muscles clenching around him. Once he took that finger to the last knuckle, he shallowly started fucking the digit in and out, just trying to get him used to the feeling.
Cable smirked as he slowly pulled off of Remy’s cock with a soft pop, pressing a soft kiss against his hip.
“Fuck, you’re doing so good for me, baby. I’m gonna make a fucking mess of you.”
"AHH!! Na-Nathaaannnn~" Remy moaned, gripping even tighter at his hair. With his metal hand in place on his hip, Gambit could feel his hips trying to moving. Trying to fuck into Cable's mouth. His accent now dripping with lust as he continued to feel his head spin.
"C'est moi ta belle sale cochonne!" He panted. "Avance-toi aux couilles, Cable." Remy couldn't help it. His cock was so hard, he needed release, but he didn't want to be rude and cum in Cable's mouth. Remy could feel the pressure building, knowing he was going to fucking cum soon. His hands rested on Cable's head feeling him work his cock like a god damn fiddle. "Peux pas...je ne peux pas Ca-Cable!!" And Remy saw nothing but white, his hearing went as his body tensed up, shooting a lot of hot ropes of cum down Cable's throat.
"Mon dieu...ahhhh Mon Dieu..."His hand fell to the floor as he and the rest of his body went limp. A deep blush settled across his face as he tried to catch his breath. He couldn't think in straight English anymore. Remy was slightly embarrassed he came so quickly, but maybe Cable would have seen that as a compliment.
