Sure

"Sure." Came the response from Rogue.

Rogue had decided that she might as well do it.

Right now, there was no sense in avoiding him.

In fact, Rogue kind of looked forward to it as Flex was growing on her quite a bit.

Not just because he was an incredible fuck, but because Rogue was weirdly charmed by him.

Sure he was an egomaniac and he had probably done stuff far worse than she could imagine, but a part of her liked that.

Rogue had always loved the bad boys and, from the little she knew of him, they didn't seem to get much badder than Flex.

She quickly made her way to the small cafe that he told her to meet him at.

As soon as he saw her, he strolled up and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek...and a quick grab of her ass.

Which annoyed her, but she kept a smile on her face.

She didn't want to start an argument right now.

Especially because drawing any extra attention to herself was a bad idea.

Rogue was, after all, still a notable heroine who was an idol to many and Flex was still a part of an infamous gang.

Not exactly the kind of person she wanted to be seen with in public.

Still, despite being one of the most recognizable women on Earth, she managed to keep a low profile and she soon found herself sitting with him and waiting for their meal.

It helped that the X-Men had spent years perfecting the art of blending in when they needed to, even without a disguise, a skill that had recently become very important to her.

They made small talk while they waited, but she knew that he wasn't really all that interested.

Flex just wanted her for her body, which she was ok with.

The more physical their relationship was, the less chance there was for her (and him) to really get emotionally attached.

A bit of a soft spot for him was all she could really afford.

As the conversation went on, Rogue noticed that Flex seemed to be getting more and more antsy, obviously wanting to end this breakfast and get to fucking.

That gave Rogue a chance to have a little fun with him, something that she'd rarely had.

She came up with the idea of teasing the hell out of him.

So she spent the entire meal flirting with him while making sure to not finish her meal.

She even went as far as using her foot to rub up against his leg.

It wasn't long before Flex felt like he was reaching the end of his rope with her teasing.

She could see it in his face, of course, since she knew he wasn't gonna try and **** himself on her, she was having a good time and planned on keeping this up...until he alluded to having a little bit of Edge on him, for her.

That caught her attention.

As much as she was in denial, her body knew it was addicted to Edge and that she had no patience when it came to the ****.

So Rogue changed tactics and quickly finished her meal.

Flex grinned.

His little planned worked and now he could either turn the tables on her or he could get her back to his place and fuck her brains out.

He soon made his choice.