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While squatting on the floor of the blackbird’s cargo hold Remy frantically digs through his bag. He calls out to Anna, “Hey, chère! I ‘ope ya on birth control or dis ain’t happenin’! I can’t find mes condoms. I thought I left ‘em dans mon sac, mais, I can’ find ‘em…” Anna steps out of the cockpit and pokes Remy in the hip with her toes., “Huh? Oh! Ah meant to tell ya earlier, Ah’ve been on the pill since Ah was 13. Ah was a bit of a late bloomer. Couldn’t get mah period wit’out it ‘cause I was scrawnier than a stray cat that can't hunt, so Irene took me to the doctor to get some as she knew it wasn’t normal. Never stopped takin’ it. Ah also got some of that Plan B emergency stuff back at the mansion. Hank gave it to all the X-Women because he knows how horny we all get in da mansion,” she says with a smile as she watches Remy’s search become less frantic.
“Attendes! Je les ai trouves! Found ‘em!” he says with relief, not looking forward to abstaining. “Dat's good ta know, ma belle, mais, I'd rather wrap it up an’ play it safe. I meant it when I tol’ you I'm not ready ta have a kid runnin’ ‘round an’ da pill isn't one-hundred percent. Also, we don' know what Erik's got an’ if he coulda given ya somethin’ incurable.” Anna helps him to his feet, “That's understandable. Too many scary things out there. I'll see Hank ta get tested once we get back. Erik did wrap it up durin’ our time together before Genosha, but it's still a good idea ta get checked out cause Ah don't have Logan's healin’ factor ta keep me healthy. Ya should get tested, too. Ah’ve seen you sneak in your one-night stands and them sneakin’ outta the mansion the next mornin’.” Remy looks at her shocked he's been caught with other women, although he knows very well that his trysts were well known amongst the X-Men. “Don’ look at me like that! Ah know every time ya did that we were fresh off another breakup. It's kinda why Ah kept ya at arm’s length. Ah couldn't give ya what those otha women an’ the occasional man could. Ah thought it'd be easier on ya if ya could get ya needs filled elsewhere. Took until two nights ago for me to realize that what we have is more than physical an’ fer you to show me that if Ah stopped bein’ scareda hurtin’ ya, Ah won't hurt ya.” She leans in and kisses his lips softly while wrapping her arms around his waist, “‘Sides, it's hot that ya’ve been with both men an’ women,” she says with a seductive smile. Remy’s eyebrows raise as he seductively asks, “Really, now? You t’ink it's hot dat I've been with men?” Anna smiles and pulls him in towards her “The thought of you bent ovah while one of those guys you've brought home pounds your asshole…” she closes her eyes, tilts her head back, and moans. Remy feels his hard on pressing uncomfortably against his athletic cup and he pulls her in closer, “Really? Ya like the thought a me bent over gettin’ pounded?” Anna looks straight into his black and red eyes, “Sugah, I've got a strap-on harness in muh room I've been wantin’ ta try out…” she intentionally lets her voice trail off as she watches Remy's reaction to her confession. He blinks, shakes his head, and gulps a little bit surprised that she wants to try pegging. Given her sexual history, he's not surprised that she wants to be dominant, but he hasn't met many women who find his preferences sexy let alone be interested in pegging him. “Now, we got a few hours ta kill. How ‘bout we use one a those condoms ya found?” Remy kisses her and pulls her in closer, “I like da sounda dat…” he says in a low hum as he reaches down to grab at her ass. “Ya sure ya got dis thing in autopilot? Mebbe we should move back ta de cockpit so in case anyt’ing ‘appens while we're ‘aving a good time we can do somet’in’ ‘bout it, hein?” Remy asks between kisses. “Sounds like a good idea ta me, but let's sit away from the controls, don’t wanna accidentally bump inta the yoke an’ ah think it'd be easier if Ah'm on top. ‘Sides, Ah like it better when Ah'm on top,” she responds coyly before taking Remy's hand and leading him back into the cockpit.
Anna takes off her jacket and tosses it on the pilot’s seat then unzips her knee-high boots. Remy sheds his trenchcoat and carefully drapes it over one of the passenger seats before removing his armor. He's about to take off his cowl when Anna says to him, “The headsock stays on.” He chuckles and makes quick work of the rest of his costume freeing himself from his jockstrap and cup as Anna gets started unzipping her catsuit. Just then they hear a familiar voice yelling over the comms, “ROGUE!!!! GAMBIT!!! I KNOW YOU'RE BOTH ABOARD THE BLACKBIRD!!! I NEED INFORMATION!!!”
Both Anna-Marie and Remy roll their eyes, “Dat man has timin’! Been in de air about an hour an’ NOW he calls!” Remy complains as Anna grabs the headset. They both know perfectly well that if they didn't answer the physical comms, he'll resort to psi-comms and they do NOT need Scott's voice in their head interrupting their foreplay. “Whaddya want, Scott!” Anna barks into the comms. “Y'all are interruptin’ me an’ Remy from havin’ a good time.”
Scott is in the kitchen making a pot of coffee before starting on breakfast while listening to the morning news as it plays on the kitchen TV. His ears perk up when he hears about a story in Genosha. He puts down the metal coffee can and hurries over to the tv to turn up the volume. He watches intently as familiar figures fight in what looks like a marketplace. He can hardly believe his eyes as he watches Anna-Marie, Rogue, uproot a tree and drop it on Magneto. His jaw almost hits the floor upon hearing her speech to the gathering crowd. Doesn't she know an accusation like that can ruin a man’s reputation? he thinks as he finishes prepping the coffee before storming over to Xavier's office. Not like Erik has the best reputation at moment. He is considered a terrorist but this? This is worse! Plus it had to be… How old is Anna? Twenty-seven? Ten years ago? How can she prove her claims? Although… It does make sense…
Once he arrives in the office, Scott heads straight for the desk, grabbing the Rolodex as he sits down. He starts flipping through it and growls to himself, “I know it's in here! I just used it last night!” He takes a deep breath and he smells the coffee brewing in the kitchen. He continues flipping through the file then grabs the phone's handset once he finds what he's looking for.