Season Of Love (Sting x Reader x Rogue)

Mission with Rogue

I gathered my weapons; a couple of knives. The first one was my favorite of the bunch could could cut through skin as a hand can through the air. I named it purity because I found the irony funny at the time. This blade has been the source of the death of plenty of people, making it stained a dark almost black red that refused to wash away from the surface.

I headed to the agreed upon spot for our meeting which was the train station. We had a 9:00 train to catch so it was best we meet at the location we would be leaving from. This was my first mission with Rogue so I did not know what to expect. I was not sure what exactly his style was.

Some people need control. If they do not have control in the mission then they become a mess and typically put everything in jeopardy.

Others are completely serious and are simply there for the money and have no intent of speaking unless it relates to the job.

But then there are the few whose moods change depending on the people that they are working with. This is probably Rogue's style. With some, serious, and others fun and playful, or controlling. I wonder what he would be like with me. Do I bring out the worst or the best in him?

At the train station the small clock tower in the middle of the room began to chime a deep echoing sound. It reverberated an annoying amount of times, signaling that it was 9:00. Exactly on time, the train pulled into the station calling all passengers aboard.

Where could he be? Rogue is a punctual guy. It was not like him to be late. I guess I do bring out the worst in him. I waited at the door of the train one foot inside the other hoping that Rogue would appear before they forced me on.

"Ma'am, you need to get on"

"Just one moment." The woman impatiently began crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

"Ma'am -"

"He's here!" Rogue appeared at the bottom of the station stairs and was approaching the train. He approached the train car where I stood but he was focused on the attendant.

"I'm so sorry to have caused such a commotion." Rogue had received the spirit within her. Almost instantaneously she perked up. "No man left behind.", she said. Rogue went into the train car without acknowledging my presence and only turned around when he noticed I was not mindlessly following him.

"What are you waiting for, get on." Are you serious? Once I catch up with him I'll make sure to punch in the shoulder

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One we were seated, I erupted with questions for his tardiness.

"You certainly decided to cut it close?" He brought his hand to his eyes and began to rub them vigorously. "I didn't get any sleep last night." Rogue was a very desired man in the city so my mind immediately assumed he meant he was busy with a woman.

I began gagging. "GROSS! I don't want to know about your sex life." Rogue smiled and responded,

"Wow, look at you constantly assuming the worst in my character."

"Take it as a compliment that I think highly enough about your sexual capabilities that I think you can pleasure a woman for an entire night." Rogue's eyes beamed at my declaration and it seemed to feed on his growing smirk. Once again, I spoke before even processing what I was going to say and all I could manage was an awkward glance at the empty seats beside me and a very obvious fake clearing of the throat.

"Wouldn't you like to know." he purred.

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm very sexually satisfied." He shifted his entire body towards me and leaned in closer towards your flushed face. You refused to turn and meet his stern eye contact and faced the headboard of the chair in front of you. "Really?" I nodded vigorously. "Then you won't react if I touch you?" His hand hovered over my thigh. I still refused to make eye contact. He was waiting for me to stop him. Rogue was right, I am unsatisfied. I was in desperate need to be touched so when I didn't stop him, he let his hand touch my thigh. My eyes shut and my teeth involuntarily bit on my lip to release some of the tension. That did not go unnoticed by him. "Still sure you are satisfied?" All Rogue did was gently stroke my thigh upward until and I relished every sensation of his touch before he reached the centre of my thigh that craved his attention the most. Somehow, I snapped out of the spell that was casted on me and threw his hands off me. Clearing my throat again I said,