<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mfs9DGd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Salem Summers | “Cyclops”<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tennis Court<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 3rd, 4:50 pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Salem has a minor sexuality crisis, but she takes it on the chin and prepares for their match. Salem offers to play a 5 set match, a long ass session of tennis.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>Autumn Tennis Clothes (http://i.imgur.com/XrBXtHZ.jpg)<br/><hr/>Things were getting smooth between them. Salem and Rogue were likely considered friends at this point. Salem was feeling a bit warm, she was in a bit of shock as she basked in the reality that she had just confessed to having a thing for Bishop. Salem had considerable trust issues, but those would have to be set aside. There was no need for her to start losing control of her wits. So, she followed Rogue’s lead.<em>‘Ororo?’</em>Salem imagined herself with Storm. She didn’t speak on the subject. Her body shrugged, but it hadn’t been for any particular reason. The idea didn’t disgust her. Which made her think,<em>‘Not exactly speaking my language.’ </em>The line was a deep one.<em>'right?' </em>A sudden image of Ororo naked blazed its way into Salem's mind. She hadn't once thought of it. And she usually didn't think with images like that. Out of her control, she thought about what it might sound like.<em>'I do speak Latin...' </em>Salem was officially confused,<em>'nonsense Salem,' </em>and Rogue hadn't even hit her with the double tap yet.<br/><br/>Salem suddenly became horrified with herself. She wasn’t thinking clearly.<em> ‘Nice Salem.’ - ‘You’re a real wiz kid!’ - ‘Ask the girl with death skin if she has any love interests.’ </em>-<em>‘where is your head at?’</em>Salem’s head was in a very specific imaginary place that it didn’t visit often. The tennis court was an odd place to be having those thoughts.<em>‘The witches of Eastwick.’</em>Time was moving too fast. One small moment was passing to the other all of a sudden, and Salem had to be especially observant to keep up. A few particularly hot stimuli were distracting her the whole time.<br/><br/>Rogue shrugged the question away, and tried to respond as gingerly as possible. Salem wanted to apologize right away but her opponent was hell bent on moving past that one.<br/><br/>Then, -taptap-<br/><br/><strong>“Oh!”</strong>Salem was immediately swimming in a pool of confusion, and those thoughts from before were starting to make more sense. Suddenly it was also obvious that Rogue wasn't as sensitive as she'd assumed.<em>'Still a goofy thing to ask, Salem.'</em>Her mind quickly dealt with the last thing Rogue had said before she'd run off to get the balls, right after the ligh spanking.<em>‘And, I’m one of them…’ - ‘Oh, no way.’ Salem froze for a moment. ‘I guess it makes sense.’ - ‘I can live with that.’ - ‘typical.’ Salem had never been tapped there before, not since spankings in orphanages when she was little. ‘The first person to show sexual interest in me is a girl that can’t touch me.’ - ‘I can’t even practice kissing or whatever.’</em>The world was unfair for Salem.<br/><br/>The red eyed mutant was entirely sure how she was handling this attention. She was certain of one thing for sure, she enjoyed it. She’d never outright denied the possibility of women in a romantic light. Men had always just seemed to be more fitting for her. In any case of her sexuality, that was the first contact she’d really had in over a year. And much longer if the fleeting kisses from boys around campus didn’t count. And, they didn’t really count. The girl didn’t know a damn thing about her sexuality. But there was no denying the sensations. Her body was getting warm. She could feel her cheeks flushing, and now it was from more than just the wind. She took into account a few things Rogue had said about her. She’d mentioned that Salem was looking good just moments before, and that wasn’t the first time. This moment was the most confident Salem had felt in a long while.<br/><br/>The wind seemed to shift then. An excitement coursed through Salem. Suddenly, this tennis match became even more interesting. Salem adjusted her glasses, some kind of nervous habit. And then she was unfrozen.<br/><br/>She spun on her heel with an interested smile on her face.<strong>“You’re just saying that.”</strong>Her words said 'aw shucks', but her tone almost sounded sensual. Rogue may not have been the ideal person for Salem to be intimate with, this tennis match had sexual tension involved now. That meant Salem could at least try and flirt. For Salem, that was to basically have a normal conversation. She giggled, about to make a joke that just occurred to her,<strong>"We'd make a pretty cute couple."</strong>Salem didn't have a stellar sense of humor. It was funnier before it left her mouth, and then it just sounded serious. "But probably not." She tried to course correct and may have over steered. As she had been struggling to talk, she'd been retrieving her racket, Salem took quick steps to the benches and then over to her side of the court to receive Rogue’s serve.<br/><br/><strong> “Let’s go at it for a while, eh?” </strong>Salem’s white teeth were visible from the other side of the court when she smiled.<strong> “Five sets. Men’s game.” </strong>The two of them had learned Tennis together as a team. Salem knew some of the rules, but neither of them were very good at the start. There was a moment after an hour or so into a long match that always brought Salem to a perfect happy place. She wanted to make sure they got there today.<br/><br/>A man’s match in professional tennis was the best of five sets, the first to win three sets would claim victory, and each set was decided by whomever won six games first. They had about three hours of good light left. It was more than enough. They’d played a man’s game a few times in the past. In Salem's opinion they were always the most fun. She liked to see how well her body could perform when she was exhausted. And, she'd really come to love this game. All included, Salem really wanted to watch Rogue move now, and she wanted to understand why that was such a powerful inclination.<br/><br/><strong>“Are you in?”</strong>Salem wanted to sweat with Rogue all of a sudden, and they couldn’t do it while touching like she was suddenly fantasizing about, the next best thing was an incredibly competitive two hour tennis match.