Optimism and Doubt

That night, Rogue laid in her bed at Xavier's mansion, thinking about the unexplored area of her psyche that she and PG had uncovered earlier that day. It felt... good to know that this part of her existed. She'd buried her desires so deeply for so long; could this be the breakthrough she'd been searching for? Would it lead to her finally being able to touch other people without fear of hurting them? Either way, she felt she'd made some serious progress today, and she was looking forward to exploring more with PG next time they met.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a little awkward, letting PG see her hidden desires so clearly like that. While PG was very understanding, seemingly brushing off the vision of the two naked and entwined in a passionate embrace like it was nothing, Rogue couldn't help but wonder what the Kryptonian thought about what she saw. Did PG like what she saw? Was the attraction mutual? Once this was all over, and Rogue could finally touch PG, could the two of them, maybe...

...Nah. You're thinkin' too far ahead, Rogue thought to herself, shaking her head; now didn't seem like the time to think about asking PG out on a date. She still couldn't control her powers, and she still had plenty of things to sort out mentally. Regardless, Rogue went to sleep feeling optimistic for the first time in a while about her mutant abilities.

Meanwhile, Power Girl was asleep in her own apartment, dreaming; a nude Rogue was laying in her bed, smiling invitingly at PG, who was equally nude... and very, very aroused. PG crawled on top of Rogue and the X-Woman gave her a warm, loving smile before they kissed passionately. As they made out, Rogue rolled PG onto her back and began to kiss her way down the Kryptonian's body, stopping to give extra attention to PG's very ample bosom; she took her time kissing and sucking on each breast, driving PG crazy with anticipation as she trailed down further. Rogue playfully nibbled on PG's right nipple as she pinched and tugged at her left, before finally continuing to kiss her way down to where PG wanted her the most.

Rogue arrived at PG's pussy and immediately went to work with her mouth and fingers, causing PG to moan excitedly. After Rogue brought PG to a climax, the pair lay side by side, Rogue gently stroking PG's face affectionately. Then something pulled Rogue away, through what looked like a doorway, and Rogue reached out in a futile attempt to hold onto PG as she was sucked through.

"You can't fix her. You'll never have her," an ominous voice told her. "Your failure is inevitable..."

The voice trailed off as PG woke up abruptly. She glanced around the room; Just a dream, she thought as she walked to the bathroom and turned on the sink faucet, splashing some cold water on her face to clear her thoughts. Apparently, she shared the same desires as Rogue... but that didn't surprise her. But what was with that voice? Was it her own doubts and insecurities? She was determined to help cure Rogue, and she didn't want to fail her... but what if she did? Or was that voice something else? Something trying to discourage her?

Whatever it was, PG wasn't about to let it derail the progress she'd made with Rogue. Whether it was her own doubts or something else trying to stop her, she didn't give up that easily.