Play with Rogue

Elias’s mouth moved against Rogue’s with a hunger that left her gasping, her hands clawing at his shoulders as if she could pull him closer, deeper into whatever spell he’d cast over her. Her body trembled, her knees buckling under the weight of the fire he ignited in her, but he held her up, his hands firm on her hips, fingers digging into the soft fabric of her uniform. His power was like a ****, seeping into her veins, and she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but feel.

Kitty watched from the floor, her own need clawing at her insides. She was still sprawled where Elias had left her, her body aching, her skin tingling with the memory of his touch. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths as she watched him take Rogue, his dominance over the other woman only fueling her own desire. She could feel the magnetic pull of his power, the way it wrapped around them both, binding them to him in a way that was both intoxicating and terrifying.

“Elias,” Kitty whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Please… don’t stop.”

He broke the kiss with Rogue, his lips curling into a slow, dangerous smirk as he glanced over his shoulder at Kitty. His dark eyes were filled with a predatory gleam, and she shivered under the weight of his gaze. “Patience, Kitty,” he murmured, his voice low and laced with promise. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Rogue’s breath hitched, her body still pressed against his, her heartbeat echoing in her ears. She tried to speak, to protest, but the words caught in her throat as his hand moved to her neck, his thumb brushing against her pulse point. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she leaned into his touch, her resistance crumbling beneath the weight of his influence.

“You’re so strong, Rogue,” Elias murmured, his voice a low, seductive purr. “But even the strongest need to surrender sometimes. Let me take care of you.”

She shook her head, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, but her body betrayed her, leaning into his touch, craving more. “This… this isn’t right,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Elias chuckled, the sound low and unnerving. “Isn’t it?” he countered, his lips brushing against her ear. “You’re tired of fighting, aren’t you? Tired of being the strong one, the one everyone relies on. Let me take that burden from you, even if just for a moment.”

Rogue’s eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a soft moan as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. Her body shuddered, and she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into the fabric of his shirt. “Elias,” she breathed, her voice trembling with need. “I… I can’t…”

“Shh,” he interrupted, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer. “You don’t need to think. Just feel.”

His words were like a command, and Rogue’s mind went blank, her body responding to his touch with a fervor that surprised even her. She moaned as his hands roamed over her body, his touch igniting a fire in her that she hadn’t known existed. Her resistance was gone, replaced by a need that consumed her, a need that only he could satisfy.

Kitty watched from the floor, her own desire building as she saw the way Elias was dominating Rogue, his power irresistible. She could feel the connection between them, the way he was weaving his influence around them both, binding them to him in a way that was both thrilling and terrifying. Her body ached for his touch, her skin tingling with the memory of his hands on her.

“Elias,” Kitty whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Please… don’t stop.”

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes dark with a promise of more. “Don’t worry, Kitty,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with a predatory edge. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

With that, he turned back to Rogue, his hands moving to the zipper of her uniform, pulling it down slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. Rogue’s breath hitched as the fabric parted, revealing the soft curves of her body. Her skin tingled under his gaze, and she shivered, her body trembling with anticipation.

Elias leaned in, his lips brushing against her collarbone, his breath hot against her skin. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his voice filled with quiet admiration. “Every inch of you.”

Rogue’s eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a soft moan as his lips trailed lower, his hands moving to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Her body arched into his touch, her mind a haze of desire, her thoughts consumed by the need to be closer to him.

Kitty watched from the floor, her own desire building as she saw the way Elias was claiming Rogue, his power irresistible. She could feel the connection between them, the way he was weaving his influence around them both, binding them to him in a way that was both thrilling and terrifying. Her body ached for his touch, her skin tingling with the memory of his hands on her.

“Elias,” Kitty whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Please… don’t stop.”

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes dark with a promise of more. “Come here, Kitty,” he commanded, his voice low and filled with authority.

Kitty hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, but then she moved, crawling toward him on her hands and knees, her body trembling with anticipation. Elias reached out, his hand gripping her wrist, pulling her to her feet. She gasped as he pulled her closer, his body pressed against hers, his touch igniting a fire in her that she couldn’t ignore.

“You’re beautiful, too, Kitty,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “And I’m not done with you yet.”

Kitty’s breath hitched, and she leaned into his touch, her body responding to his power with a fervor that surprised even her. “Elias,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Please… take me.”

He smirked, his hands moving to her hips, pulling her closer. “Oh, I plan to,” he murmured, his voice filled with a predatory edge. “But first, I want to see you both together.”

Kitty’s eyes widened, and she glanced at Rogue, who was still trembling under Elias’s touch. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she didn’t protest, her body responding to his command with a fervor that surprised even her.

“Elias,” Rogue whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Please… don’t stop.”