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foreword : This is the first ever drabble type fic I ever attempted. And I only managed to get a double drabble. But now I'm addicted to drabbles/vignettes which is probably a bad thing. Oh well. Ororo/Kurt rocks.

Skin Deep

Her finger traced a circular scar on his shoulder, feeling the rough texture of keloid and the smooth feel of his indigo colored hairless skin.

It was one of the things she loved most about him - she loved to run her hands over him whenever she could, feeling scars and kissing them, feeling his hot flesh against her own.

She placed her hand on his chest and he stirred a bit in his sleep, murmured something, and turned towards her a little more.

Her hands moved lower, caressing his abdomen, moving over his hip. His chest rose and fell, his eyes fluttered from the dream he was currently in.

When she was a child she would wonder who the love of her life would be, and try to see him in her mind. Never would she have guessed he'd be like this – a devout blue skinned German with yellow eyes.

She was, however, thankful to have been blessed enough to have him in her life. He often spoke of how he thanked God for her. Yeah, at least God brought us together, she thought.

Ororo leaned in and kissed his cheek, moving closer to him and whispered, "Goodnight, love."