Rogue accepts Death’s bargain

Rogue had few choices and even less options available. She was deep in enemy territory with no backup to get her out. Refusing Death’s offer would only mean being forced to submit anyway. A fight here would not go well for her. For now, she decided to join willingly to keep some form of autonomy. She wasn’t sure if he would buy it, but it was the only answer she could come up with.

“You promise that you’ll let Remy go?” Rogue asked, angling her choice to be for her lover’s wellbeing.

“Let him go? Hahaha… Chere, Remy and I are one and the same…” Death laughed.

“But you said you’d let him come out…”

“I can bring him out to play now and again, but don’t be mistaken, this body is mine to control!” Death clarified with a sinister grin.

“What assurances do I have that you’ll keep your word?” Rogue asked, grimacing at how little room she had to negotiate.

“None!” Death answered. “But you have my word that if you so refuse, you and your love will NEVER know one another’s touch again!”

“You’re a monster!” Rogue snapped. She couldn’t hide her disdain for the man that had stolen her love’s face.

“And here I thought I was being generous with my offer! You and Gambit, free to do as you please in exchange for you working for me every now and then…” Death replied, brushing off her callous reaction. “Think it over, Rogue.Pass on this and who knows what I’ll decide to do with you. Oh Remy will be so crushed! Join now and we can move past this whole ordeal. You won’t get a better deal!”

Rogue clenched her fist. The thought of slugging it out ran through her mind again, but she knew it wouldn’t go well. Death was a formidable foe on his own and Kitty was backing him up. She huffed and stamped her foot, crossing her arms before finally saying, “Fine. I’ll do as you say… but if you harm a hair on my Cajun’s head, you will be tasting my fist in the back of your mouth!”

Death chuckled and signaled to Kitty. “Fetch me the collar!”

Kitty went over to a desk and pulled out a gold collar with blinking lights. Rogue recognized this as a mutant ability inhibiting collar. “What are you doing with that?”

“It’s a failsafe for individuals that do not support our cause…” Death explained. “For you though, it will be a temporary reprieve from your passive abilities, so you can indulge in your urges without Kitty around…”

Rogue tried to remember if she was still keeping up her charade about wanting to join the sex cult. It was the original reason they even considered bringing her in, so she felt like she had to keep with it. She simply nodded at the object and said, “Temporary?”

“Of course! I already told you I would rather you stand by our side willingly,” Death told her. “This will simply be a tool to assist you. There is no lock and you’ll be able to turn it on or off on your own!”

Kitty handed the device to her teammate. Rogue held it, looking it over. It had a clasp that could open and close around her neck with a button on the back to release. This also appeared to activate and deactivate the device. She looked at Death and Kitty. They looked back expectantly. She debated putting it on. Finally, with some hesitation, Rogue put the collar around her neck and clicked it shut. She didn’t feel anything right away, but Death approached and brushed her cheek without Kitty dampening her powers.

“Good,” Death said, tiling Rogue’s head up to look at him. “Now… Remy had all the fun earlier. I think it’s my turn to enjoy your beauty!”

Rogue gasped, shivering from the man’s touch. It was a foreign yet familiar feel. The man’s body and face belonged to her lover but felt like someone else in control. She didn’t fight him off though. This was part of her initiation and she had resolved to follow it through. Rogue cupped her hands around Death’s cheeks and said, “Dahlin’ I’d do anything for Remy, even this..” She pulled him close and kissed him.

She felt his strong hands wrap around her waist, pulling her up to him so that their flesh touched. Rogue felt his blood through his skin, warm and throbbing. She shivered and withdrew. It was too much too soon. He felt too much like Remy. She took a moment to steel herself and try again. She took the man’s hand, leading him back to the desk. There, she perched herself on the edge, taking another moment to take him in. She told herself to think of Remy, then pulled him back in for a kiss. This time she was steadfast. She plunged her tongue down Death’s throat and swirled it around as her hand reached down and clasped around his dangling member.

Within a few strokes, Death was hard and ready to go. He didn’t need Rogue to lead him around anymore. She had proven herself willing, so he took advantage. He leaned her back on the desk and spread her legs. Rogue held her breath. She looked at the man who was not quite Gambit and let him have his way with her. She shuddered, feeling his manhood fill her open channel, slamming her against the desk!

“Haaahh!!” she moaned aloud.

Death thrust again, pulling Rogue’s hips up to his. She started to writhe on the table as he worked into a rhythm. His thighs slapped into her ass with loud smacks as his muscles flexed from the exertion. Rogue’s body bounced back and forth, bosom flying, cheeks slapping. She saw only lust in the dark eyes of the man holding her lover’s body felt like a plaything..

Kitty took a seat at the desk chair, resting her feet on the desktop so that she could idly fondle herself as she watched her teammate get hammered by the X-Villain. She watched attentively, completely enthralled by Death’s power.

Death continued to slam his cock into Rogue’s gaping hole. She squeezed around it and felt it slide out again only to thrust back inside, filling her up immediately. She bit her lower lip and let out a moan. Her muscles tensed as well, stabilizing herself against the frenzied rapid fire of Death’s hip thrusts. He reached down and cupped her breasts, hungrily sucking and licking them before climbing onto the desk to shove his dick even deeper into her orifice. Her legs splayed, one in the air, resting on the man’s shoulder as he ploughed into her gushing pussy.

Despite her animosity towards this man, she could not fight the pleasure she was receiving. He was rough and rigid but that only seemed to make her heart pump faster! He clutched a fistfull of her hair and jerked her head back, leaning in to lick her neck and cheek. She shivered and gasped. Her body was contorted to his whims and he ravished it with no consideration for her The danger only burned Rogue’s fire hotter. His hand warped around her neck and squeezed! She felt herself borrowing closer and closer to the edge!

Gasping for breath, Rogue could also sense Death’s body near its limit. His breathing was shallow, his thrusts became more urgent. If she didn’t cum with him, he was likely to leave her to finish on her own. She didn’t want that, so she started pushing back, relishing every grind and rub of their naked, sweat covered bodies. They smacked flesh with a dirty, ragged, almost feral ferocity.

Soon, Death stiffened up and let out a gasp. Rogue shivered and let out a long moan. They shuddered in unison as they both climaxed!

“AAHHH!!!”

Kitty, watching on the sidelines, fingered herself, lifting her hips off the chair and finished as well.

The room fell silent, save for their heavy breathing.

After a minute of recuperation, Death pulled him off from the table and signaled for Kitty to clean him off. She scampered off the chair and dropped to her knees to lick him clean.

“I have your first mission,” he told his newest recruit, ignoring the kitten on the floor.

Rogue turned to hear her next orders.