Striptease

Gambit slid into a leather armchair in the boathouse, Psylocke standing before him. Gambit switched on a nearby stero and slow smooth jazz began to play. As the music played over the bedroom's high-tech surround sound system, Psylocke took her place in the centre of the room facing away. She knew that unless she gave a convincing performance Gambit’s elaborate pranks would continue and seeing as the last one had her standing tarred and feathered in front of Prof. Xavier and younger students, she saw this as a necessary evil.

She lifted her gloved arms over her head, and she began to dance, swaying seductively to the slow beat, combing her fingers through her thick, shining violet hair, pursing her full, sensual lips as she slipped into a rhythmic dance. She turned slowly, gazing at Remy with hate-clouded eyes, rolling her hips, running her gloved hands down her shapely, sinuous body.

As the music continued to play, Psylocke dragged her right index finger down the warm, blushing pink cleft of her milky tits, she caught the edge of her bodice, and she tugged the purple silk away from her voluptuous bosom, firm, creamy breasts spilling free, Betsy’s round, pink nipples swollen and stiff. She was shocked to find that she was getting turned on with Gambit watching her dance. She knew he was attractive and was surprised she had never really thought about him like that before. Working with the X-men left little time for sexual musings and the decadence of her actions now, was stirring something within her.

Psylocke smiled, she wrapped her arms together cradling her bosom. Her hands slid across and began squeezing her bare breasts together raising them up so she could lick her tit tips with her tongue, moaning as she lathered her own nipples with gleaming saliva.

When she had pulled the rest of her suit down past the swells of her gorgeous buttocks, Psylocke stretched her slender gloved arms over her head, a stood allowing Gambit to admire her full naked form. She moved smoothly toward Remy and slipped into his lap, her hands worked deftly down his chest and ran along the inside of his legs. She turned away and began to rub his crotch with the smooth, supple curves of her ass. She turned to stare at him with lust filled eyes, closing them as her tongue slowly licked her lips and a low moan escape between them. She turned once again moving her face close to Remys, who features were fixed in sincerity and desire. Psylocke slipped her hands up to cup her massive tits as she brought the up to rub against Gambits lips.

As the music began to fade Psylocke slipped her hands up Gambits chest to wrap around his neck pulling herself close. He snaked his own around her naked waist, and as the music stopped, their two faces close, violet hair falling down about them, staring into each others eyes, red into purple, they kissed.