Sorry for the long wait
But here you guys go, some smut, and no more teasing about it.

Before Sting made another move on Rogue, he thought to himself for a moment. His smirk returning and he backed off of Rogue, standing up and looking down at Rogue, who now had a confused look on his face. "So far I've been doing all of the work Rogue. So why not have you do some work." Rogue turned around, a little shaky, not knowing what Sting was really up to. He tried to speak, but the words were caught in his throat. Sting scoffed a little, and sat on the other bed, across from Rogue, leaning back a bit, with his arms propping him up. "Well?"

Rogue picked himself up and was now sitting on his bed as well. He could feel where Sting had hit and kicked him starting to sting a little bit, and could tell that they were already forming bruises. He was afraid that if he said anything that would upset Sting, that there will be more injuries where that came from. Cautious, he finally asked. "And...wh-what do you want me to do?" Rogue could hit himself for stuttering like that, but another time. He had a feeling that the Sting that was here now would just get a kick out of it. It was as if Rogue was changing just like Sting in this whole situation. And he didn't like it one bit.

Out of where, Sting started to laugh, catching Rogue off guard. Did he do something that was funny? "Man, I take back what I said about you being smart Rogue." Sting said, catching his breath from laughing, and then pointed right at Rogue. Rogue flinched slightly, thinking that Sting was going to throw something at him or something along those lines, but nothing happened. "Your clothes. You have too many of them. Strip." That's all he needed to say really. Rogue had a sneaking feeling that's what Sting wanted, and not wanting to suffer any of the consequences, he did as he was told. Still sitting, Rogue started to lift up his shirt to reveal part of his stomach, and slowly up to his chest. He almost took his shirt completely off, when he heard Sting clear his throat, causing him to stop. "You seriously think I have a good view with you sitting down? Stand up." With a sigh, Rogue stood up, finding no reason to argue. Scooting off the bed and standing up, Rogue continued and took off his shirt. His stomach and chest were completely exposed now, and just as he thought, there were some bruises starting to slowly form. He saw Sting examine his half naked body, and gave him one last smirk before getting up himself. "Now see that wasn't so hard was it?" Sting asked as he made his way towards Rogue. When he was right in front of Rogue, he placed his hands on his shoulders and tightened his grip slightly, making Rogue wince a little. "That was good enough for me, so now how about we-" Sting was cut off with Rogue finally fighting back and punching him as hard as he could in the stomach.

Sting's breath was caught in his throat as he stumbled backwards a little bit. Before he could get any kind of word in, Rogue threw another punch, this time to his face, making Sting's head twist to the side and almost falling over. To deliver the final blow, Rogue threw a kick, finally sending Sting backwards and onto the ground. His eyes widened in shock at Rogue's actions. He didn't think that Rogue would ever fight back, he never seemed to be the kind of guy that did that. He reached his hand up to his lip and could feel some blood starting to drip out of his mouth. Sting sat up, and looked up at Rogue, who wasn't looking him in the eye, but he could see him shaking with anger. "...ard..." Rogue said in a low voice.

"Ha? The hell you just say?" Sting said looking up at Rogue with a glare.

"I called you a bastard." Rogue replied finally returning Sting's eye contact. Sting's eyes widened seeing the hatred in Rogue's eyes. He's definitely never seen this side of him before. Rogue walked over to Sting and knelt down and grabbed by the collar and pulled him closer to him. "You really think I'm okay with this side of you? You really think I'm just going to let you do whatever you want? How do you think Lector would feel seeing you like this? If you act like this during the rest of the games, there's no way we're going to win, and we'll never see him again, is that what you want?" His voice was still slightly shaky, but his point was crystal clear, and it seemed to get to Sting. He thought back on what he was doing...what he almost did to Rogue. What had gotten over him? That was a side of him that he wanted to make disappear. He didn't want to experience anything like that again, and he wasn't even on the receiving end of any of what went down, excluding what just happened.

"Rogue I-" Once again he was cut off, but not from a punch this time. His lips were captured in a kiss from Rogue. Not only did he fight back, but he was taking the initiative in making the first move now? Something was taking control of Rogue now, but at least this wasn't all that bad. The kiss didn't last long, as Rogue broke away within a few seconds. For a split second, Sting felt something on his face. He thought it was some more blood, but he was wrong. It was wet, like a tear. But he wasn't crying. He looked up and saw that Rogue had tears falling down his face. Sting didn't blame him, and he didn't want to say anything that might upset the other dragon slayer, so, finally calming himself down, Sting just sat and waited for Rogue to talk again.

"Do you know...how long I waited..." Waited? Sting thought to himself. Waited for what? "For a long time now...I waited to see if I even liked you or not...and then, today...you go and steal my first kiss, and then do all of that stuff to me. Do you know how much you've messed with my head...?" Sting could feel Rogue's body actually shake, his grip loosening on Sting's collar. It was fine with Sting, because it gave him more room to move. Sting sat up and pulled Rogue into a hug, letting the other dragon slayer let all of his tears out on his shoulder. After a little while, Rogue wrapped his arms around Sting, and pulled him closer. Rogue was just happy that he didn't have to worry about anymore violence, seeing as Sting seemed to be back to his normal self.

"I'm sorry...Rogue." Sting said in a low voice, putting his hands on Rogue's cheek, pushing him back a little to make him face him, eye to eye. He brushed his hair back, to see all of his face, and he could see that Rogue's eye were starting to get a little blood shot and puffy from all the crying he's been doing. He didn't want to see him cry anymore. "I won't do anything like that ever again. Alright?" He said in a low voice, leaning in to kiss Rogue's forehead. Rogue let out a sigh of relief, seeing that Sting seemed to really mean what he said. "So...why don't I make it up to you?" Sting said as he captured Rogue's lips in a kiss this time around. Rogue was happy to kiss him back, opening his mouth to give Sting more access and making it easier to deepen the kiss. Rogue tightened his grip around Sting's neck when he felt Sting start to stand up, carrying Rogue over to his bed, and gently placing him down on his back. After a little while, Sting broke away from the kiss to catch his breath. He looked down to see Rogue lightly panting, and his face a little flustered. Sting smiled and leaned down to kiss Rogue on the forehead one more time. "I'll be the one that makes you feel better, I promise." Sting said, starting to kiss along Rogue's cheek and jawline, reaching his neck.

Rogue's body shuddered as he felt Sting's, somewhat cold, lips slide along his neck. He could feel him lick along his pulse as he got down closer to Rogue's collar bone. When he could feel Rogue's collar bone with his tongue and lips, he knew he was close to his first target, Rogue's nipple. He left a trail of butterfly kisses towards it, and when he reached it, he bit down at the tip, causing Rogue to instinctively arch his back. He wasn't used to any of this, but by no means does he want it to come to an end. Sting was more than happy at the positive reaction. Not wanting to let the other side of Rogue to feel neglected, Sting reached over and started to pinch and twist his other nipple, causing Rogue to let out a quick light gasp. Sting couldn't help but smirk when he saw Rogue's reactions, as he let some of his saliva drip onto the tip of his now fully perked nipples. Rogue had to bite his lower lip to make sure he didn't let out anymore lewd sounds, but Sting didn't like that one bit. He lifted his head up from Rogue's chest, and looked down at him, giving a small pout.

"Come on, I'm doing all this work and you can't show me you like it? Well, I'll change that soon enough." Before Rogue could ask what he meant, Sting swiftly pulled off the rest of his clothes, leaving his whole body exposed. Rogue could feel his face heating up, as he tried to cover himself up with his hands, not really doing a very good job of it. Sting didn't like the desperate attempt, but he got a little laugh out of it. He reached up and wrapped his arms under Rogue's legs, making them move up towards his chest, and then grabbed Rogue's wrists, and put them on both sides of Rogue's thighs, clearly overpowering him. "Come on Rogue, don't block the view." He teased, looking down at the other Dragon Slayer in the new position. He'd never seen Rogue so exposed and flustered before, and he would bet that no one else has seen him like this either. That thought just made Sting smile more. Rogue turned his head away from embarrassment, and tried to move his legs to cover himself up, but Sting moved his body in between them so they couldn't move. "At least let me get in a good taste Rogue." Sting smirked once again before bringing his head down to Rogue's member, and gave the tip a lick, dragging his tongue along his slit in a long, fluid motion. Rogue felt the air caught in his throat as the shock of the new feeling spread throughout his body. Sting looked up to see Rogue's reaction and was more than happy to see it was going somewhere, finally. "So you like that huh? Well then, I won't just stop there." Sting said as he let go of Rogue's wrists. He felt that there was no way he was going to try and cover up now.

Rogue had to catch his breath slightly. He's never gone this far with anyone before, man or woman, so from here on out, everything was new to him. He didn't know what Sting planned to do, but he had an idea. When Rogue looked up again, he noticed that Sting was starting to suck his fingers, which confused Rogue to no end. Sting saw the questioning look on Rogue's face, and when his fingers were completely coated in saliva, he took them out of his mouth. "This going to feel really weird from here on out." Rogue raised an eyebrow, wondering what he meant, but, Sting being Sting, he had his own way of answering. In a simultaneous motion, Sting took the tip of Rogue's member into his mouth, and inserted on or his fingers into Rogue's entrance. This was all a big shock to Rogue, who didn't know what to think of this whole thing. His body just felt weird as he felt his untouched entrance get penetrated by Sting's finger, and Sting's tongue swirling around the tip of his member. He could feel his body start to break out in a very light sweat as Sting took more and more of his member into his mouth, and insert his finger more and more at the exact same time. His mind didn't know what feeling to focus on, which was driving him crazy.

When Sting had almost all of Rogue's member in his mouth, and his finger in as far as it could reach, he paused for a moment, so see if Rogue was enjoying himself. From the light blush on his face, and the fact he was starting to pant, it was safe to say that he was enjoying himself. Sting let out a low moan to send vibrations throughout Rogue's member. Rogue's eyes widened. He could feel his legs start to shake a little from the feelings Sting was giving him. He was trying his best not to let out any loud moans, knowing Frosch was most likely still outside, so he quickly moved his free hand up to his mouth to muffle any noise he was undoubtedly going to make. Sting, again, didn't like the fact that Rogue was holding back, so, he figured he shouldn't hold back anymore. Without any warning, Sting started to bob his head up and down, moving his finger along to match up. Rogue's eyes started to tear up a little, with feelings of pleasure starting to spread throughout his body once again. Every time Sting bobbed his head, he took in a little more of Rogue's member, nearly deep throating him a few times, giving out a few moans and hums every once in a while to send more vibrations throughout Rogue's body. After a while, Sting inserted another one of his fingers into Rogue's entrance, scissoring him so he could get used to the feeling.

Rogue didn't know what to feel. He never even touched himself before, and even if he did, he was sure it wouldn't feel as good as it did right now. A few gasps escaped from Rogue's lips when he felt Sting's fingers rub up against something inside of him, causing him to buck his hips up in reaction to it. "Wh-What was-?" That was all Rogue managed to voice out before he quickly covered his mouth again to hold back his voice, when Sting inserted his third finger, doing everything he could to completely stretch out Rogue's entrance, while continuing to bob his head up and down on Rogue's length. Sting could tell that Rogue was getting close, but he wasn't going to let him cum just yet. He may be back to normal, but that little bit of his sadistic nature still lingured. Right when he felt that Rogue was about to cum, Sting completely removed his mouth and fingers from Rogue's entrance and member, and loomed over the other dragon slayer, licking his lips. "What-? Why did you-" Sting didn't want to bother explaining himself, so he leaned down and captured Rogue's lips in yet another kiss. It didn't last too long, but it was enough to bring a light blush across Rogue's face.

"Come on, I'm not going to let you have all of the fun." Sting said, as he started to take off his clothes. Rogue just looked up in awe, not sure how he should react. He was used to seeing parts of Sting exposed all the time, mainly his chest and stomach, but now, he was going to see Sting completely bare. This was definitely a first, and in practically no time at all, Sting was completely exposed, his clothes on the floor in a piled mess, but he didn't care. He crawled back over Rogue, who now had complete and utter lust in his eyes. "Heh, you know Rogue, it's no secret you're a closet masochist, am I right?" He said with a smirk, causing Rogue to blush a deep red. Sting was so blunt about it, who wouldn't be embarrassed by that statement? But it was kind of true. That's why Rogue didn't really fight back before when Sting was slowly going insane. Not wanting to answer, Rogue just gave a really small nod. "Alright then." Sting said as he started to line his own member up with Rogue's entrance. "So there's no need to worry about lubing up anymore then, right?" Not even bothering to wait for Rogue's answer, Sting swiftly and harshly entered Rogue, entering in as far as it could go. Sure, he didn't want to hurt Rogue too badly, now, but he also didn't want to worry too much about that.

But for now, he had to wait. He looked to see Rogue's eyes widen from the sudden intrusion. His fingers digging into the bed sheets as he tried to steady his breathing to get used to Sting. After about a minute, Rogue gave a nod, and Sting took that as an opportunity to start moving. He was being nice about it and started off slowly, barely rocking Rogue's body with his own, feeling him tense up every once in a while. Whenever he felt this, Sting would hold Rogue close to him, licking and biting his neck. Anything he could to distract him from any kind of pain. How he could even think of doing this against Rogue's will earlier, he didn't know. He wouldn't know what he could do with himself if he actually went through with that.

When Rogue seemed to start getting used to it, Sting started to pick up the pace a little. He could feel Rogue tightening up around him when he seemed to hit a spot inside of him, causing Rogue to arch his back up off the bed and letting out a sharp gasp. Sting just laughed a little. "Did that feel good Rogue? Want me to hit that spot again?" Without even bothering to wait for a reply, Sting pulled out so only the tip was left inside and gave a good hard thrust, hitting the same spot.

Sting kept up the same movement, hitting the same spot over and over again to give Rogue only the best feelings he could. Soon enough, Rogue couldn't help himself, and reached up and hugged Sting, pulling him closer with each new thrust. "Sting...I can't...I'm gonna..." Rogue couldn't even finish one sentence. He was in so much pleasure, he thought he was going to lose his mind.

This just made Sting laugh once again, driving him to do more and more to Rogue. "Already Rogue? We're just getting started." Wanting to change positions, Sting pulled Rogue up so he was in his lap now, continuing to thrust into him, just deeper now. "Though I can't blame ya. How does it feel to lose your virginity?" Sting could feel the sweat starting to fall down his face and the back of his neck. He could feel himself starting to go over the edge too, but he wasn't going to be the first one to cum. Though, the continuing whimpers and moans coming from Rogue right next to his ear were not making it easy for him. Then the two heard something that they weren't expecting or wanted.

A knock at the door.

They stopped dead in their tracks, so to speak, just to see who it was. Hopefully not Minerva, that was the last thing either of them wanted. "Sting? Rogue? Are you in there?" Thank goodness it wasn't her, but Rufus. He was at least a little more sensible than Minerva.

Sting let out a sigh of relief, but then an idea came to his mind. He was going to have a little bit of fun with this. He gave Rogue a smirk, making Rogue look extremely worried. "Sorry Rogue, but I don't want to shout right now." Rogue seemed confused at first, but then his eyes widened when Sting suddenly stood up, while he was still inside him. Not wanting to fall, Rogue clung onto Sting, digging his nails into his back. Sting made his way over to the door, every once in a while thrusting into Rogue as he took a step, causing Rogue to hold onto him tighter. When he made it to the door, Sting began to talk through the door. "Rogue's resting up for tomorrow, what do you want?" His words sounded normal, but unbeknownst to Rufus, he was continually thrusting into Rogue, picking up the pace every passing second, Rogue using every ounce of his willpower not to be too loud.

"I noticed Frosch out in the hallway." Rufus replied, oblivious to what was going on on the other side of the door.

"Ah yeah, Rogue thought it would be nice if Frosch got some air." He lied thrusting hard into that spot inside Rogue that drove him crazy. "He's not gonna be up until morning, so can you watch Frosch? He said it was alright if you agreed." He asked, causing Rogue's eyes to widen. "Don't worry, Rufus won't do anything like the Miss did." He whispered that last part to make sure Rufus didn't hear, causing Rogue to calm down.

"Well, alright." With that, Sting could hear the sound of footsteps walking away.

Not having to hold back anymore, Sting let Rogue's legs drop and turned him so he was leaning against the door and began to thrust into him mercilessly. "Wow Rogue, you were really turned on from almost getting caught. Who knew you were so lewd." Sting teased, pulling Rogue's thighs closer to him with each thrust.

"I-I'm not-" Rogue couldn't even defend himself, he could feel his mind going blank as he got closer and closer to going over the edge.

"Come on. Admit it, you love the thought of getting caught." Sting said smuggly. Then, leaning against Rogue, licking the shell of his ear, he whispered. "Or you could just admit you love getting fucked by me."

Sting's breath against his hot, sweaty skin made Rogue shudder. He couldn't deny that what he was feeling now with Sting was incredible. "I love-AH!" Rogue let out a startled yell when he felt Sting reach around and start to jerk him off, pumping his hand to match his thrusts.

"Sorry Rogue, I'm so close, it's not even funny. I want us to cum together." Sting had been holding himself back to both enjoy this as long as he could, and to see if he and Rogue could cum together. Seconds before he finally went over the edge, Sting pulled Rogue's head back and captured his lips in one final kiss before they both came. Sting deep inside of Rogue, and Rogue in Sting's hand. With a final shudder, Rogue's body went limp, his breath reduced to mild panting, and his eyes glazed over slightly. Sting had to hold Rogue up to make sure he didn't fall to the ground, not that he could blame Rogue for feeling this way after what they did. He looked at his hand to se it was practically covered in Rogue's cum "Wow, you were really holding it back weren't you Rogue?" Sting teased, licking his fingers clean. "Mmm, not bad though." With the little energy he had, he brought Rogue back over to his bed and laid him down. Unfortunately, since Rogue was completely exposed, Sting could see the areas where he hit him earlier, causing him to frown slightly. He could feel himself being full of regret, but those feelings didn't last long. He looked up and saw Rogue's peaceful, sleeping face, facing towards him. He seemed so calm, and that was enough to make Sting smile. He leaned over and gave Rogue one last kiss on the forehead before he tucked himself in next to the other dragon slayer as he drifted off to sleep as well.

There you go, hope you guys enjoyed it and again, sorry for the wait