Colossus

The giant Russian powerhouse known as Colossus was concerned, his comrade Rogue was becoming more and more depressed, doing what she was told to by Xavier or one of the Team-leaders, but nothing more.

Peter had a good idea of what it was that she was depressed over; her inability to touch other people without them being rendering **** by her maverick power
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At the same time, Peter was curious about something that concerned his power to turn into steel, and had now found a way to deal with both Rogue's depression and his own curiousness.

While most of the team had gone into town, Colossus had stayed at the mansion, gathering up courage to walk down to Rogue’s room.

Doing so, and wearing only a pair of black, stretch boxers, Peter knocked on her door, soon opening it as he heard voice from within yelling “Come in!”

Opening the door, Peter saw Rogue laying on her bed, reading a magazine, dressed in a t-shirt and sweat-pants.

“Peter? Why are you in steel-shape? Is there a threat approaching?” Rogue asked, a certain concern noticeable through her southern accent.

“No Rogue, I come to you with something that I hope will solve your deepest problem.”

“Okay, and that is?”

“This!” Peter said and yanked down the front of his boxers, Rogue gasping at the sight of his large steel cock.