<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Bu9Uiys.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Highlights - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her dorm room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th 2:00 am (night of the 4th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather gives Rogue some food. She's careful not to touch her, and she's careful not to get crumbs on the bed. Heather eats a bit, talks about how much she hates school, compliments Rogue even further and offers her an innocent 'sleep kiss'.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>pajamas (http://i.imgur.com/hl6MKBt.jpg)<br/><hr/>It had never once occurred to Heather just how dangerous it was for the two of them to be so close. It was one of the only times in her life in which she was absolutely required to be safe, and careful.<em>‘How good can Rogue feel without touching her skin’</em>had become a fairly fun game. It was a difficult game, but the challenge made it more interesting. The idea that Rogue had had, Heather was absolutely addicted to this feeling. With Rogue, it had some healthy qualities to it, and some unhealthy ones. But if Rogue did absorb this sexual appetite from Heather, it would likely be hard for her to find the control button right away. Their sex could eventually turn Rogue into a murderous psycho.<br/><br/>Those thoughts never occurred to the girl with the rainbow hair.<br/><br/>A giggle formed when Rogue asked for a bite to eat.<strong>“You probably shouldn’t eat right now...even if you’re hungry.”</strong>Even as Heather said it, she was standing up to get the Peanut butter and jelly sandwich for Rogue.<strong> “We’ll share this one.” </strong>She sat down on the bed, and waited for Rogue to put her legs over the edge. There was no reason for them to eat crumbling bread over Rogue’s wonderful silk sheets.<br/><br/><strong>“Do you think Xavier will make me keep going to school after this year? I’m still not learning stuff.”</strong>She bit into her sandwich and then handed it to Rogue. She chewed, her eyes busy with the thoughts in her head.<strong>“I mean,” </strong>She swallowed.<strong>“I know math, I know that like- I know some math. I know that I should care about politics, but I don’t. I know to wear more clothes when it’s cold. I’m just so tired of school, ya know…” </strong><br/><br/>Heather smiled, the word foxy was especially hot off of Rogue’s tongue, and she hadn’t forgotten to give her girl a follow up.<strong>“You do always sound pretty damn hot, when you’re tired your accent is thicker though…”</strong>She made sure a blanket was in the way, and then wrapped her arm around Rogue, putting her hand on the other girl’s far hip. Still being careful, Heather put her cheek against Rogue’s silk covered shoulder. Her mouth was very close to Rogue’s ear, she whispered almost to the point of indistinguishable words,<strong>“D’ya wan’ me ta giv’ya a sleep kiss? Or no?”</strong>Over the last few weeks, when Rogue couldn’t sleep, Heather had started kissing her in different places on her body to give her energy. Before it had been a hand on her shoulder, or two hands in a slight grip. Now, when Rogue needed a quick pick me up to get her through the night, it came as a kiss, there was no reason to pass up on the chance to have skin to skin for a few seconds and not give her girl a real sensation.<strong>“Peanut butter sleep kiss.”</strong>She smiled as her voice affected itself to be a bit more childish.