Upstairs, in her room, Rogue had just stepped out of the shower. She moved to her dresser in a red and black bra and panties, towel-drying her hair. The fact that kitty had gone to meet jubilee gave her the personal space she needed to process today. It would have continued like that until she turned and gasped.
Gojo was on her bed.
Laid back comfortably, wearing a simple black T-shirt and baggy trousers, his signature white hair still a little damp from his own shower, he smiled. His eyes, were roaming all over her figure as he looked her up and down… not that she mind.
"Hello, cutie," he said with a slight smirk. "Cute underwear. Really brings out your hair... and other things." While looking at her delicious cleavage.
Rogue instinctively tightened the towel around her body, though her laugh slipped out. "You've got to stop doing that," she said, smiling despite herself. "You scared me."
"Oh, but I live for that look of surprise," Gojo replied, propping his head up with one hand. "And besides... it's a good look on you."
She rolled her eyes and shook her head, but her smile remained as she walked over and crawled into bed beside him, her head resting gently on his chest. He began to absently play with her hair, his other hand resting softly on her waist. For a while, they said nothing, only the silence between them speaking volumes.
"Today was horrible," Rogue finally whispered.
"I know," Gojo said quietly.
"All those people… gone. For what? Fear? Hate?" Her voice trembled. "All because some of us were born different."
"That's the world, Rogue," Gojo said, voice laced with exhaustion. "If it wasn't meta-humans, it'd be religion, race, class… anything to divide. Humanity's always been excellent at finding excuses to hate what they can't control."
She pulled herself a little closer to him, eyes glassy but not spilling over. "Was what you said earlier true? About the other places?"
Gojo exhaled slowly. He already knew what she meant not from his telepathy, but the hope in her eyes, hope that he'd say no. That he'd tell her today was a nightmare but not the norm.
"Yes," he said, voice low. "It's happening. Right now. All around the world. People hunting kids, elderly, anyone with a spark of power they don't understand. Executions, disappearances, experiments. Just... gone. Because they're scared."
Rogue was quiet for a moment, until she murmured, "But how do you know?"
Gojo looked up at the ceiling. "I see more than most," he said. "My eyes… along with my x-ray Vision I also have telescope and microscope visions so I can see far and wide. They let me witness things people want to hide. I hear thoughts. I sense pain. I see the patterns."
He paused, then added mentally, 'And I've read enough to know how this story usually ends.'
"If roles were reversed do you think the humans would be able to take it tho?"
"You sound like Magneto," Rogue said softly, troubled.
"I'm not," Gojo answered quickly, then raised a hand in mock surrender. "Hey, I'm kidding. Enslaving the entire human race would be a logistical nightmare anyway."
Rogue gave a weak laugh, leaning into his chest again. "You scared me, you know. When the fight started and everything went crazy. The sky, the ground... Beast said the whole electromagnetic field was collapsing. And then that explosion... I thought…"
"Hey," Gojo said, tilting her chin up. "I'm here. I'm strong. And I always win, remember?"
She gave a watery smile, touched by the calm certainty in his voice. Then she leaned in and kissed him, gently at first. He returned it without hesitation, arms wrapping around her.
She adjusted in kissing him to straddle him and started deepening the kiss making Gojo place his hands on her waist and kissed back hungrily. She started to tug on his shirt trying to take it off of him, it was more out of annoyance as the shirt was keeping her price wrapped away from her.
Gojo flip her over and made it easier for her as the shirt hit the floor and Gojo began trailing kisses to her neck and down to her cleavage, "Relax Mamacito," Gojo smirks as she squirmed underneath his touch.
Rogue then undid her bra giving Gojo access and increased his kissing of her cleavage and looking at the Marvelous sight of her nipple hard, pinkish red and pointing up, "yeah definitely double D's." Gojo muttered making rogue snicker before feeling Gojo kissing around one of her nipple and grabbing the other breast gently and massaging it making her gasp for breath as Gojo teased her areola with his tongue while pinching the other nipple.
He squeezed them and fondled them, played with the perky nipples. Even twisting them on intervals, and that hurt, but it sent a jolt through Rogue's body, and she called out his name.
"Gojo!!" She struggled
Rogue shook in utter pleasure prompting Gojo to take the left nipple in his mouth, "Fucking hell" she says, feeling his warm tongue on her nipple which went on for a while before he starts to kiss down her stomach till he got to her panties and kissed it gently feeling the heat radiating from her sweet spot.