Title: Forbidden Pleasure

Author: MOrgan

Feedback: yasureyabetcha c.j.simila@worldnet.att.net

Pairings: do I really have to tell ya this?

Warnings: neither Logan or Remy's voice

Summary: short ficlet, Rouge's view on losing

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Forbidden Pleasure
By MOrgan

Forbidden pleasure that's what I saw every time I turned a corner and he was there. Forbidden, hands off, not yours, go away and it hurt. It hurt so bad knowing it was my own fault, I had walked away. No I had flown away, not looking back, not caring for the man I had sworn to love.

He looked so good, standing there head turned listening to *him*. I could feel my hands curve into claws, my teeth bare as I looked at him. *He* had taken what I had in a moment of panic had left. *He* had gathered what was once only mine into his arms. He had sheltered, nursed and brought back my love. And in doing so had bound my love to *him*, breaking my chains without a thought, took my Cajun away and then looks at me with pity, contempt and lord knows smugness.

Oh, how I hate *him*, *he* who has the key to those forbidden pleasures and will not let me in.



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