Chapter 23

Rogue was the first to wake up.

A light smile crossed her face as she felt Rose spooned behind her, her naked flesh pressing against Rogue's own. With the other woman behind her, and her arm securely around Rogue's stomach, holding her close, the young mutant had never felt so happy, or so loved.

She truly was lucky. Not only did she love Rose, and Rose love her as well, but the witch could actually touch her. And for a young girl that feared she would never be able to have any kind of relationship due to her abilities, the feel of all this skin pressing against her was…it was almost as good as last night.

Almost.

Rose had been…perfect. She'd been gentle, loving, and, when appropriate, rough. When she waved her hand and the candles around the room lit, when combined with the silky sheets, it was so romantic. And the care she took helping Rogue out of her own clothes, the wonder and love in her face when she'd seen the black lace lingerie Rogue had worn under her clothes….it was perfect.

But waking up next to Rose, in her arms being securely, yet gently, held, was just as perfect.

She didn't want to move. In fact, Rogue was sure she could stay where she was forever.

The mutant was so lost in thought, she didn't notice when Rose's breathing changed. Rose's hand actually began gently rubbing her stomach, and continued for a few minutes before Rogue realized her girlfriend was awake. Reaching up, she caressed Rose's arm. "Mornin'," she whispered, afraid to break the comforting, yet still romantic, atmosphere.

Rose gently nuzzled her neck. "Morning," she returned, before gently kissing Rogue's neck.

Rogue opened her mouth and lightly moaned. Rolling over, she shared a slow, passionate kiss with the other woman.

Pulling back, Rose asked, "Did you sleep alright?"

A smile crossed Rogue's face, "Ah slept Fine."

"Good," Rose said, smiling, before sharing another kiss with Rogue.

It was then than Rogue noticed something. "Shouldn' we have mornin' breath?" she asked, pulling away slightly.

Rose raised an eyebrow and smirked at her girlfriend. "You're in bed, naked with your girlfriend, who is kissing you without complaint, and you're wondering about morning breath?"

Rogue felt herself blush. "Well…"

Rose chuckled, and lightly kissed Rogue again before saying, "While you were lost in thought, I cast wandless teeth cleaning charms on us both."

"Oh." Rogue smiled sheepishly, before kissing Rose again. This time, instead of pulling back, Rogue rolled so that she was on top of Rose.

"Have plans this morning?" Rose asked, a bit breathlessly as she felt Rogue's hands begin to wander.

Rogue smiled and answered, "Ah thought we could pick up where we left off las' night," before laying a trail of kisses down Rose's neck and collar bone.

The witch moaned light before answering, "Sound like a good idea."

Rose gasped as Rogue reached her breast and lightly nipped her nipple.

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A very different morning had occurred at the Xavier institute.

After everyone was awake, and summoned by Professor Xavier, Wanda and Kurt had shared their big news.

"So you're gonna be parents?" Evan asked, somewhat shocked.

"Ja," Kurt replied, holding Wanda's hand.

"But….How?"

"Evan," Ororo broke in. "If you really need to know the mechanics, I'm sure Ms. Darkholme will cover them in class."

"Class?" Scott asked, confused.

"Darkholme?" Jean added. She cast a suspicious glance at the blue-skinned redhead "You mean Mystique?"

Charles had purposely called the teens together for this announcement, knowing that the news of Wanda and Kurt's impending parenthood would be a good time to introduce the news that they would have a class with Mystique. It was he that clarified. "Yes. In light of this recent development, I've agreed that each of you will be going through a mandatory sex education class," he explained. "While I believe that Wanda's pregnancy is something to be celebrated, the fact she is not yet out of her teens and pregnant is not. It is my hope that…this course, will help each of you to make wise decisions and, hopefully, avoid similar situations until you are truly ready for them."

"But like, why is Mystique teaching us?" Kitty asked.

Mystique smirked. Changing her shape, she suddenly looked like a male version of her principal disguise. "I can teach and appreciate problems for both sexes," she explained, her voice clearly masculine." She then changed back to her normal appearance.

"That was creepy," Evan muttered to Scott, who was sitting next to him.

"No kidding," the elder teen agreed. "Look at Kurt."

The younger teen did, and noticed that, despite the fine blue fur covering his face, Kurt looked…green, for lack of a better word.

"I am sure you all have questions for the expecting couple, but I think those can be handled in private," Charles said. "The schedule for the Sex Education classes will be posted on the bulletin board. Remember, the classes are mandatory. If there is nothing else, "he looked over at the four other adults, who each shook their heads, "then you are all dismissed."

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After a great morning, and a shared shower, Rogue was sitting in the trunk's kitchen, watching as Rose prepared them a late brunch.

The fact that the only thing Rose was wearing was an oversized T-shirt made the mundane task of cooking worth watching to the mutant, especially when the witch would reach up to grab something from the cabinets.

Rogue was only wearing a borrowed bathrobe herself.

"Tell me again why we're wearin' clothes?" she asked.

"Because I don't want you distracting me," the witch answered. "It's hard enough to cook with the way you're looking at me now, it would be a lot harder if I couldn't keep my eyes off you. Or if you were trying to seduce me, because I was the one without clothes," she added, looking over her shoulder with a smirk.

Rogue found she couldn't deny the accusations. So she settled for simply watching her girlfriend move about her kitchen, catching the occasional glimpse of her ass and womanhood. Ten minutes later, Rose was setting a plate of homemade French toast and hickory-smoked bacon in front of her, before taking a seat across from the mutant.

The mutant watched as her girlfriend took a bite of her French toast and moaned.

"Merlin I've missed this," she said.

"Oh?" Rogue asked, before taking a bite of her own syrup covered French toast, which was absolutely delicious by the way.

"Wanda's nose sends her to the toilet every time I try to make this lately," she admitted.

"Then what, tha hell does she eat?" Rogue asked, astonished that anything that smelled this good could make someone vomit.

Rose paused, before saying, "Trust me, you do not want to know."

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Kurt choked back the barf he could feel coming up. "What is that?" he asked, watching as his girlfriend made herself lunch. As if the revalation of what his mother was capable off wasn't hard enough for the young man, now his girlfriend was making herself lunch.

"A sandwich," Wanda informed him as she poured hot sauce onto the anchovies, pickles, mayo and chocolate syrup she'd put on previously. She then put another piece of bread on the…was it even proper to call such an abomination a sandwich? Taking a bite, she moaned n delight before holding it out to him. "Want a bite?"

Kurt's hand's covered his mouth as he ported directly to the bathroom.

He missed Wanda's laughter as he left, right before she took another bite.

Just because she currently liked what she was eating, didn't mean she didn't know how disgusting it seemed to everyone else. At least Rose tried to be discreet with said disgust, unlike her boyfriend.

Plus, it was his fault she was craving these things in the first place.

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Pietro sighed as he sat in a tree observing the X-Mansion.

God he hated surveillance work. It was so…slow.

But his sister had moved out of the Brotherhood's house, and his father wanted to know why. The speedster wasn't entirely sure why Magneto wanted to know this. It should be enough that his sister wasn't trying to find and kill their father. Of course Wanda was rather powerful. And if she joined the X-Men, their father wouldn't be happy at all, but still…

What he'd found out so far was…inconclusive.

She appeared to be living with that new girl, Rose…okay so he didn't remember her last name. But she apparently owned and lived in a store called White Owl. What the store was for, he had no idea. He knew how Wanda felt about him and their father, so he didn't dare risk trying to find out.

He may be fast, but somehow, Wanda's aim was that good.

But Wanda was also spending lots of time with Rogue, whom Rose appeared to be dating, and was dating, if last night's dance was any indication, Nightcrawler.

What his sister saw in the blue furred German, Pietro had no idea.

He just hoped he found out something to take back to his father before the elder mutant lost his patience.

It was a shame the X-Men had upped their security. He didn't dare risk racing in to get a closer look at anything. Hell, considering the blue furry had teleported from the dance, he wasn't even sure she was there, but it wasn't as though he had anywhere else to be.

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"You really are evil, aren't you?"

Mystique turned to the amused voice to find Storm standing in the doorway of her new office. "And what have I done that's so evil?" she asked, genuinely confused about what the other woman was talking about.

"So you didn't see your son's face after your little demonstration?"

"Ah," the shape-shifter realized. With a slight smirk, she explained, "That was not intentional. I merely meant to explain why I was so qualified for teaching this particular course."

Storm eyed her for a moment before asking, "So, have you ever actually done it as a man, or was that just for show?"

With her smirk widening into a grin, Mystique asked, "Why so curious? Are perhaps interested in experimenting?"

The shape-shifter laughed as a blushing Ororo left the room.

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Rose watched sadly as Rogue dressed.

She knew this was coming, but she honestly hadn't wanted the other woman to leave. But she had to go back to the mansion, not to mention Wanda would be returning as well.

After pulling on her boots, Rogue walked over and pulled Rose against, as the two shared a slow kiss. Pulling back, Rogue smiled sadly. "Last night was amazing, so was this morning," she added. "I wish I didn't have to leave."

Before she could stop herself, Rose suggested, "Then don't"

Rogue chuckled. "I doubt Wanda would appreciate that." She gently caressed Rose's face. "Besides, your apartment isn't that big."

"What about the house I'm building?" Rose said. This was it, she'd finally said it.

Rogue looked at her, stunned. "Rose….What?"

"You're right, the apartment in my trunk is small. It was meant as temporary housing. When Wanda moved in, I started planning for a house. It's being built right now, and should be finished before the end of the month. And I'm asking you to move in with me." The witch stopped and looked at the stunned face of her girlfriend. In lieu of her silence, Rose continued, "Wanda will be living in the 'guest house' and the property will be fenced in. You won't have to worry about accidently touching anyone and there's a pool."

Rose trailed off, unsure about what else she could say that didn't make her sound clingy and stalkerish.

"Are you serious?" Rogue asked, her voice low.

The witch nodded.

"Rose I…."

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This chapter came a LOT easier than the last. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed.

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