Lewd Rogue V2 (X-Men) #2 (Patreon)

Second contact, X-fans… and this time Rogue’s finally found a power she doesn’t mind absorbing straight to the source.Locked away in her mansion bedroom (curtains drawn, gloves definitely off), the Southern belle drops to her knees like she’s about to confess the naughtiest sin in Westchester. Hair streaked white and wild, she takes him deep in one slow, greedy slide (no life-force drain, just pure, messy devotion). Eyes water, mascara runs little rebel streaks down flushed cheeks, spit shining everywhere as she bobs and hums with that honey-thick drawl turned pure filth. Every pull-back leaves glossy strings snapping against her chin before she dives again, hungrier, sloppier, like she’s been waiting years to prove “untouchable” only applies above the belt.When the payoff hits, she locks on tight, swallows most like a good girl, then lets the rest pool on her tongue for one triumphant, cum-glazed grin at the camera (because even a Rogue can play dirty when nobody’s life is on the line).Second post cleared hotter than Gambit’s charged card, y’all.The untouchable just turned “hands-off” into “mouth-on,” and the mansion’s quiet hours are officially cancelled.Next mission: skin-to-skin gets a whole lot more… internal. Gloves stay off, stakes go nuclear. Stay dangerous, sugar.