Thread: All for the Want of a Touch {darkest_fate&Rand}

C'mon, big guy, get a move on it, will ya? Complained the nimble smaller mutant as he bounded atop of a nearby dumpster before leaping higher above to land on a fire escape not too further away. A few feet away came the lumbering yet physically imposing figure of the mutant known to friends and enemies as the Blob , as Fred Dukes waddled his way through the alleyway while carrying a couple of canisters over each of his wide shoulders. I don't see you lugging either of these canisters around, Toad. The large figure noted glaring up at his roomie and teammate while gesturing with a nod of his head toward one of the two nearly fire extinguisher sized containers. Giving a dismissive shrug and turning his attention outward, the often slacking teenager retorted, Hey, I'm on lookout duty. Not like any of these vents are going to support your wide- His words were halted by the distant sight of a familiar figure wandering around on her lonesome. One which, considering the 'packages' they were assigned to steal for the Brotherhood, seemed almost too good to be true, Huh. What is- The larger mutant started as he finally caught up with the faster teen halting in his question at also noticing the lone figure ducking into the old construction site, Oh. Think we should head back around to the other side to be safe? With a scoff and a widening grin filled with a sense of false confidence, Toad was quick to toss that suggestion aside while rubbing his hands together, What? And miss out on the perfect chance to test out our little finding? Lance and Pietro talked us into doing the grunt work, so we get first dibs for the fruits of our labor. Let's go! Without waiting for his partner to really say anything in agreement or rebuttal of the notion, the nimble figure quickly leaped forward and began to more closely trail after the pale figure. Keeping toward the shadows and high above when possible, it wasn't long until the sickly looking teenager was able to catch up with their former teammate in the Brotherhood. What Toad had in mind was a little payback for all of the trouble Rogue and her friends had caused them in the past. But what he found upon peeking over a few rusted over support beams was perhaps the last thing he'd ever expected. Ohhh man... He barely managed to keep at a whisper while quickly clamping a hand over his mouth as his eyes remained glued on the spot. This had to be a dream. Something brought about by too many frustrated nights of not being able to have any fun with Wanda back at their place. Though usually it was Wanda in those situations. Also, he was always alone in those dreams, which wasn't the case here as Fred finally managed to catch up with the other mutant while moving as quietly as his massive girth would allow. Woah. Was about all the large mutant could manage to say while also ducking behind the abandoned metal beams which barely managed to shield the sight of his large frame. Instantly, the equally sexually frustrated teen was stuck in a similar trance as his teammate. Both of them watching for several moments. Perhaps a minute or two. Maybe more. Of simply enjoying the view of the forever untouchable Rogue pleasuring herself in the supposed privacy of this abandoned site. Managing to pull his eyes away for a second, Toad glanced over at Blob and was reminded of their little 'mission' for the gang. A reminder which brought a wide grin to his sickly face. Well. No time like the present to test things out. Dude? Get the canister ready for use and follow my lead. The smaller male whispered quickly ducking away before his partner could pull his own eyes away from the beautiful southern goth to try and ask what he was doing. Not that it mattered, since it seemed Fred would indeed continue to watch closely while Toad slinged away with the help of his tongue in order to get around behind the young X-Man. Landing upon the top of the mound of dirt, Rogue's first indication of their being another person there would likely come from the few small pebbles which rolled downward, before the familiar voice called out rather casually, You, uh, need a hand there, babycakes? The sudden sight of his grotesquely long tongue shooting out and wagging suggestively when she did look his way followed as he added, Or maybe a tongue? Having hopefully drawn enough of her attention by now, Toad pulled his tongue out of harm's reach, while quickly calling, NOW!! Indeed, this seemed to be enough time for the slower Blob to make his way over, one canister in hand, than spray her with a thick coating of the airborne contents, Hehehe! The substance came out similar to perfume, yet held a thicker feel to it as it came into contact with Rogue's body. Moist. Enough so to give her a light sheen which would last until it completely dried in a short amount of time with Blob continuing to spray until he got all of her exposed flesh before stopping, This junk better work like Pietro's 'sources' said it would. The Blob considered preparing for fightescape if needed, while watching the surprised X-Man deal with the unknown substance. Toad was ready for the worst, as the opportunistic teenager quickly leaped over and stood behind the larger male while cautiously watching from over a wide shoulder, Well, if it don't, then at least I'm a faster runner than you...