It was a secret he guarded jealously, one of the only ones he took pleasure in despite the shame that tainted the knowledge that he had passed on that particular trait to her during one of the many times he had touched her to heal her.
While he was only wary of having the other X-Men know that sometimes it wasn't only sweat he washed off his body after a fight, he cradled to his heart the knowledge that the times Rogue sat in the jet, smelling sated and satisfied after a mission, he was touching her without touching her.
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Date: Dec. 26, 2003.