Gambit

Rogue had just spent an hour in the Danger Room, being pushed to the limit, but on that hot summer's night, standing naked in the showers, it was physical activity of another kind, and other limits, that she found herself craving. Her power meant she had to be careful about touching other people, but thankfully there were no such restrictions about touching herself. She moved her hands over her toned soapy body, swiftly heading down to her moist and glistening pussy, smooth with just a shadowy hint of her brown and white pubic hair. Her back arched as her fingers entered her sugah walls and she went to work, fantasizing about touching so many of her fellow X-Men's bodies, placing her mouths on them and sucking them dry in an entirely different fashion to how she would in the real world.

So lost was she in her erotic mutant revelries, that she failed to notice the man who'd entered the shower room until he was standing upright in front of her. Through the steam she saw Gambit, and noticed that he was standing upright in more ways than one.