FoxFire

By: Rogue21493

Disclaimer: I wish, I owned Gambit, Pyro and Rogue! But I don't! I only, own my own characters!

A/N: I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT! My computer messed up and I lost everything! I had half of this chapter written and lost it and then I kinda forgot about it and then yeah xD And this chapter is defiantly going a bit differently then it was before but oh well xD

Playing With Fire

(FoxFire's pov)

Okay, what's the number one rule when sneaking out?

Don't get caught.

Especially, when your wanted by police, FBI, CIA and other Government groups, not including the X-men.

And when you don't want to piss off your boss.

Yeah, wouldn't want to do that.

I had snuck out for a drink and maybe a one-night stand. I don't go for love. Not since him...

Anyway, I had gotten more then that.

I had gotten my drink (whiskey...God how I've missed the taste of that), played some pool and won some money and had a hot son of-a bitch ready to go at a moments notice.

But wouldn't you know it?

A fuckin' washed up retired cop, in his 30's is there and freakin' knows who I am and starts a fuss.

And that lead to a bar fight. And dammit, I love those, but come on! Can't a girl get one night to just be able, to have a few drinks, and a one-night stand, without all the trouble?

It seems like she cant'.

Before I knew, I had been surrounded by drunk men and a few drunk sluts, whores and hookers.

I kicked some ass, with not only my powers, but fighting. I do know how to fight. But anyway, I managed to get out of there and get away before the cops arrived.

And now I was back at our secret hidden base in the woods at about, three thirty in the damn morning.

I sighed softly.

I could so be getting laid right now...

I turn the corner, to head to my room, when I bumped into a firm chest.

I knew who it was, without looking at the face.

John Allerdyce, aka Pyro.

It's been a good 4 months since he's came with me, Magneto and Mystique. I don't mind him to much, since he doesn't annoy me so much and we actually get alone well. We have some things in common.

John smirked at me. "Well, well, I was fixing to come out to look for you and make sure your not on your back again, but wouldn't you know it? Your home already. Three hours? New record." He snickered, more then sneered.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, come on Pyro," I said, lazily. I called him John most of the time in private just because and sometimes it annoyed it but I called him Pyro too. "You know, you want to go out for a drink and have a nice one-night stand. You just hate, that I already have, before you."

"Yeah, right."

"Go ahead and admit it. It won't make you less of a man."

"I'm more of a man, then any of your one night stands."

I looked him up and down. From his boots, to his jeans, to his shirt, to his face and to his blondish brown hair. "Hmm, I don't know if I can argue there."

John smirked.

I leaned up real close to his ear and whispered softly, making sure my breath blew gently on his ear, "You know, one of these nights, if you ever get raped by me... Remember this conversation. 'Cause it'll be all your fault."

If there's anything I can do, besides, fighting, holding down my alcohol and being a bitch, I can turn men on, by a few words and kisses and touching if need be. I've had practice.

John whispered back, his breath blowing on my ear, "I'll remember that." he stated softly, before nipping at my ear.

Oh, he wanted to play like that. I slowly, kissed at his neck, bittin', lickin', sucklin' and kissin' of course.

John stood as still as a pole.

I slid my hands up his chest, as I kissed at his neck.

I finally got a reaction, besides his fast beating heart.

John placed one of his hands on the back off my neck, while one arm slipped around my waist. I pulled away from his neck and John's lips were on mine.

He didn't asked for permission as he pushed his tongue inside of mine. Our tongues started to battle. His mouth was hot like fire (no pun) and oddly sweet in a way.

I knew where this was heading. And it was not heading that way. At least tonight.

I pulled back, with a smirk. I kissed John's cheek and pulled away, darting around him, to head to my room, right down the hall.

"Hey! Wait a second!" John yelled.

When I got to my door, I turned around and looked at him, with one of my many smirks. This was my, 'Ha, I'm good in bed and don't you want a piece of it' smirk. Why was it named like that? I've smirked it a lot when getting a one-night stand.

"You know, there are more then one way of playing with fire, John. Watch yourself, before you get burned." I stated, before walking into my room, closing the door behind me.

I leaned against my door for a second and ran my tongue over my lips.

I couldn't help but think one thing.

'Damn, John's a better kisser then, what I would have thought.'

I pushed away from my door, taking off my jacket, to get ready for bed.

A/N: Read the first Author's Note on way this chapter took forever to get to you!

IMPORTANT QUESTION FOR THE READERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was thinking of having John and FoxFire (who's name you'll find out soon) become friends with benefits, sex buddies or whatever. What do you think?

1) Yeah, have them be friends with benefits, sex buddies, etc.

2) I don't think that would be a good idea.

3) How about not full blown out friends with benefits, sex buddies, etc. but like half. In the sense they do some sexual stuff but not all the way

And do you want it graphic or not? (And my sex scenes might not be as graphic as most unless I had my friend help me who is awesome at sex scenes)

1) Graphic sex scenes!

2) No graphic sex scenes!

3) Not too graphic, but sort of graphic sex scenes

It's up to you, the readers! LET ME KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

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