He'd returned after six months away, six months she'd spent training, doing missions, finding runaways and fighting ignorance at every side. Rogue was tired, physically and emotionally, added to the fact that Bobby had split-up with her soon after Logan had gone. Jeans
death had brought things into focus for everyone, especially for Rogue. She'd watched from the garden as he'd left, he didn't even look her way as he climbed on his bike and drove away. So she'd closed the feelings she had for him down, crushed them under her heel like a brittle flower. He hadn't even bothered to tell her he was
going so she'd done what he'd always done, lived for the day, the here and now. She'd learned a lot from having Logan in her head and putting it into practice had been easier than she'd imagined.

So that's why she was sat in the kitchen nursing a beer, her uniform all scuffed up from her last mission alone. It had been a routine move for a mutant family, unfortunately the neighbours weren't being neighbourly. After a couple of rounds with her and a broken nose
later she'd managed to get the family out of there without hurting anyone permanently, even though she'd wanted to. Wincing as she drank, the cool beer settling through her veins, chilling her temper down with it. She'd been trying to resist the draw of the bottles for
a long time, yet when Logan had gone she'd just started as if it had been the most natural thing in the world for her to do. No one worried about her drinking, not even the Professor, they just left her to it now and removed the bottles from her hands when she couldn't hold them anymore. Even Scott didn't bother moaning at her he just looked sadly at her and got out of the room when she had one in her hand. Underneath she knew he thought it reminded her of Logan and so they'd left her with her comfort. Not knowing it was the one thing she could use to stop his damn dreams interfering with her sleep. What sleep she got.

There was one empty bottle in front of her when he just walked in as if he'd just been out for a run on the bike, his eyes taking her in. The scuffed uniform the bottle in her hand already being emptied and the empty in front of her. The bitter liquid burning into her cut lip making her wince as she finished the bottle. Putting it down on the counter she heard him walk over, his boots echoing around the kitchen. When she opened her eyes she looked into his stare, "What no welcome home?" She snorted at his comment and pushed herself away from the table, leaving her empty bottles behind her. Brushing past she snagged another from the fridge and walked away from him, not even bothering to answer. She knew he was taking in everything about her, everything new and she smiled inside as she understood he'd soon realise how much she'd changed now she didn't need him to look after her. She was Rogue, she didn't need anyone but herself. He'd chosen
to leave Marie behind and so had she, Marie didn't even exist anymore.

Kids were playing on the field across from her spot in the sun, on the south side of the field. Her tree, she'd picked it because it had an open canopy and let light fall on her, warming her through when she had to keep layers on. It was her little piece of heaven, the thing that kept Rogue sane. Occasionally kids would try to take her spot, the fights that had broken out had soon sorted out whose place it was and now they all kept away from it.
The shadow fell across her body cutting off the sun, stopping the warmth from entering her body and soothing her. Balling her fists Rogue just sat up and looked straight into Logan, his hand carrying a helmet, throwing it in her lap his face unreadable from where she was. "What the fuck?" He didn't answer her as she stood up, beer in one hand helmet in the other. "What do you want? Can't you see I want some peace out here? Why don't you go back to wherever you've been for the past few months, or should I say whoever?" She slammed the helmet back into his stomach and watched him take a step back with the force of her blow. "No one wants you here," her eyes blazing and her voice as cold as winter. "Not even me." She saw the reaction cross his eyes for a second and the hurt it caused him, good let him understand that she hadn't stood still waiting for him to come back.
He hadn't cared so she'd learned from the past master and now it looked like he didn't like it pushed back at him.
"Marie," his tone was even and she heard the concern in it and felt her resolve soften for a moment before Rogue stepped on it and crushed it back down.
"You don't have the right to call me that anymore. My name is ROGUE, I've earned it! Marie died six months ago, same day she worked out that no one else was going to give a damn about her but her. So just Fuck Off, I'm tired and I want to be left alone, should've thought
even someone of your intelligence would've worked that out by now."
The weight of her words seemed to crush him from the inside and she walked away growling, flinging her empty bottle into the bushes and hearing it smash against the ground. A hint of a smile running around her eyes as she heard it smash, kids moved to let her pass as she snarled at them. Barely civil to them as they parted for her a couple of kids looked at him and they knew he'd been on the blunt end of Rogue. They weren't upset for Rogue they were concerned for him.
Thinking about what he'd just seen Logan wondered if he'd left it too late, she really didn't care anymore. She was still in there, of that he was certain but how far had she gone to lock herself away? Looking up at her room window he knew one way of finding out.

Jubilee and Kitty were used to Rogue's moods, they just let her blow off steam and get it out of her system. Peeling off the tight leather uniform Rogue checked her skin for bruises and found a couple of doosies on her right hand side. Letting her cotton t-shirt fall back
she struggled with the tight leather trousers. The uniform crumpled on her bed she went to the bathroom and started slamming around.
Jubilee looked up out of her magazine and caught her attention, "You going to get to the point or just wreck the bathroom again?" Kitty was writing her mid-term paper, just snorted at Jube's remark. Walking further into the bathroom Rogue gave a long low growl, one
she knew was an almost perfect copy of Logan's. Jube's just got off her bed and walked over to the bathroom door where she saw Rogue strip to get in the shower. The water already running so she didn't hear their room door open and Logan come in. Kitty just smiled and went back to her paper, Jube's winked at him as he settled himself on
Rogues bed. Fingers running over the uniform she'd just peeled off, scenting her anger and her desperation. "Come on Rogue spill, what's got up your butt and died? Mission go bad? Bobby being a jerk? You know you'll feel better when it's off your chest." She gave a sly wink to Logan who was too engrossed in Marie's night gloves to
notice. The silence from the bathroom was broken by a sigh.
"He's back."
"Who's back?" Jubilee giving Logan a big grin and wink.
"Logan," his name was bitten out as if it hurt to say it, the emotion was evident in her voice as she spoke.
"Wow, you've seen him then? How's he look, still the same dirty old biker look eh? What happened, he steal your beer, ignore you completely or did he lay one on you like you always wished he would?"
At that last statement Logan's eyes pierced Jube's through and she flushed with colour. Turning back to the shower she noticed Rogue hadn't moved or said anything for a while. "Rogue? You okay?" She was just stood under the showerhead, letting the warm rain pummel her.
"He doesn't know `me' Jubes, he never will, he only remembers Marie."
The emotion was evident in her tone, tears not far away from her eyes.
"So tell him." Logan heard Rogues choked cry from his seat on her bed.
"Yeah as if he'd listen or even be interested, no Jubes I'm not going down that road again. If there's one thing I've learned from having that idiot in my head it's that I'll always be Marie. Scared, fragile, weak, seventeen year old Marie with no idea of what life is really like for a mutant on the road." Her voice dropped in volume
and in emotion, "As if I didn't find that out in the eight months it took to get to Laughlin." Raising her voice again and replacing the emotion with cold venom she spoke again. "No Jubes, subjects closed. I'll avoid him as much as possible and keep him at arms length the rest of the time. Surely even he'll get the hint eventually and maybe he'll have the sense to go back to wherever he's been." His hearing allowing him to hear her add "And whoever he's been with too."
"You sure you want to do that? I mean I remember what he used to look like honey and that was some fine mutant man meat." Even Kitty had the sense to duck her head in her book with that comment.
"What?!!" Rogues voice almost screamed. Jubes pushed herself off the doorframe and went over to Kitty.
"Come on Kit-Kat lets see if we can have a sneak at the Wolvester before he notices us." Craning her head back toward the bathroom, "Seeing as my Playgirls gone missing `again', lets see if he's changed much. You never know he might have done some more fighting, nothing like fighting to build that muscle."
Pulling Kitty from her bed they both totally ignored the look they were getting from Logan, half amused and half annoyed at the thought of being eye candy to a couple of teenagers. Kitty stopped before they both left.
"You coming down to dinner later or are you going to eat up here?"
Rogue shut off the shower and he could hear the rustle of the towel going over her skin.
"I'm not up to going down guys, I'll get something later." She paused in her drying and he heard her hitch her breath holding back tears. "Thanks guys. I'm just going to crawl into my gym stuff and go beat the crap out of something for a while. Maybe then I'll feel like
writing the damn mission report Scott will want tomorrow. Have fun at dinner but he hasn't changed one bit Jubes, still an annoying asshole with too much attitude and too little sense." Jubilee met Logan's gaze then and she mouthed `She's really missed you.' Her eyes telling
him of the nights she'd been on the receiving end of her temper and tantrums, a quick wink and the two of them disappeared.

Rogue was walking out of the bathroom when she caught sight of him on her bed, laid on it as if he owned it. Covering her things with his body, almost buried in her uniform. She knew he'd been scenting her, imprinting her again on his senses it was something she knew in her
blood. He'd done it the last time he'd seen her and she knew he was comparing it with what he'd found. He was holding her night gloves in his hands, holding them up to his face and breathing her scent into himself. She almost blushed but Rogue took over her mouth, "The basket's over there if you want to acquaint yourself any better." She
snatched the gloves out of his hand and put them on the dressing table. Taking up her brush she began to pull it through her hair, almost vicious with it. His eyes never left her, wrapped up in her long robe she had changed, she had more muscle than he remembered. The person in front of him was Rogue but underneath he knew Marie was
there and he was determined to get at her. Seeing his gaze on her she snapped at him, "How long have you been in here?" He met her gaze with one of his own, hard and heated his eyes burned into hers and he saw her flinch a little.
"I just missed you going into the shower." His voice was dead calm but his eyes were a different matter entirely, they blazed through her and Rogue had a hard time meeting them. So he'd heard everything, the whole conversation between Jubes and her, she'd wondered why she'd commented about the missing Playgirl now she knew why. They'd
joked once that he'd been abducted by a group of horny mutant loving women and had been made to pose for a Playgirl centrefold. It had made her laugh once, now it just hurt. She pulled her hair up off her neck and into a high ponytail, her hands trying not to shake as she tied it back. "You going to leave soon or are you moving in? I'm sure the Professor would love to hear about you being in here, maybe he might just throw your ass out if he
knew." Her voice was cold and her eyes flinty, he smiled before he answered.
"He knows I'm up here, he was the one who found me. Told me to come home," his gaze hitting her hard. "To come back for your sake. He told me you tried to kill someone. A cop." He watched the truth hit her and she shrugged her shoulders at the comment. She walked to her wardrobe pulled out her gym kit and went back into the bathroom.
Moving off the bed he walked over to the doorframe, leaning against it as he talked. "He said you tried to kill him, you took your glove off and put your hand round his throat. The thing was it made the papers, even I heard it where I was. Didn't think you were so stupid,
even if I haven't got a lot of brains to work things out I don't do dumb stuff like that." His words were loaded with sarcasm and he saw her fly out of the bathroom dressed in her one piece body suit, his breath only taking a couple of seconds to get back under control but
damn she was beautiful. Her eyes were full of hate and venom, turning on him she spat out the words like daggers.
"Yeah well if the bastard who you saw beat up your mother. Raping her in front of you, came back in a squad car with his buddies to investigate the crime, wouldn't you want someone to do something about it?" The silence from him hit her like a wall, she could see his jaw tighten up and she smiled "Thought so Logan, so don't you
dare tell me what I can't do and feel! You'd have done the same!"

Rogue flung her door open and left him stood at the bathroom door, he stayed there for a moment replaying the information through his head. Everything he'd heard from her, about her own way of surviving on the road (he'd never asked her about it, he'd just assumed she'd been
lucky). Never thought about her own experiences with his memories (he'd never even asked her if she had his nightmares). Hearing his own reaction from her lips, he would've gone back for the man later while she'd done it in front of everyone. She'd reacted like him, instinctually, to protect those that needed her. He'd seen the attitude of the police change when it came to mutants, it was as if they were a sub class of human. Not worth believing in, not worth the effort of writing up reports for. His own time away had taught him that this was becoming the norm out there and Marie had been in the
front of it for six months.

Pushing off the wall he passed her bed soaked with his scent it mingled with Maries making him purr with the thought of her against him. His hands touching the uniform and looking at the gloves on the dressing table, the ones which had been covered with her own distinctive scent. Her sex, those gloves had been used for more than
protection in the night and he pushed the thought of her hands in them away. Looking at the door deciding he'd better find her before someone else got in her way and ended up an empty husk and she had another person in her head to worry about. He was sure it was his own personality in her head that was driving her insane.

It took him an hour to find her, she wasn't in the main gym or in the secondary one. He'd followed her scent across the field and out to the pool house, there was a small gym there too if his memory was correct. Her scent covered the door handles and he knew he'd found her, slowly creeping into the gym. Her scent was everywhere, it
covered everything he wondered how much time she'd spent in here. Eye's adjusted to the low light in here he saw her pummelling a punch bag, her body was shining with sweat and he could feel himself harden as he watched her move. Her body was absolutely perfect as it flowed from one blow to another, he even saw a move he used in there. She'd obviously kept more of him than he'd realised, seeing her land a vicious kick to the bag he winced as he caught her voice. "Who the fuck does he think he is the split tongued self satisfied bastard!"
Ending the sentence with a blow that made the chains rattle. Her anger abated for a while he waited until she was sat under the bag and then decided to make his presence known.
"They don't hit back you know." She didn't even raise herself off the ground to answer him.
"Yeah well when you break someone's arm and bust an appendix in training you tend to get the idea to train alone." Her face found his, "they tend to be afraid of you after that." Her eyes were flat and cold.

"Who's arm did you break?" She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to remain calm.
"Scott's." He could almost see the look on his face as she'd done it.
"How? What move were you doing?" she pushed herself off the floor and made to get away from the question, he grabbed her arm and stopped her dead. His face showing some kind of pride in her abilities that she'd gained from him.
"He stepped in between me and Bobby when we were breaking up. I crushed his wrist, nothing major just compound fractures, it was enough though to make him scared of coming near me again." Her face was full of pain and tears were forming in the corners of her eyes, she searched his face for the pride he'd shown earlier. "Proud of me eh? Proud that a nineteen year old can crush a wrist like its paper, can know how to kill someone with a blow to their body and make sure you don't leave a mark? Yeah something to be proud of isn't it Logan, makes your heart just swell with pride. Yeah I'm good at what I do Logan, not as good as you but I'm getting there. So if you're done watching I've got more stuff to do and your not invited." She made to twist out of his grip but he just held her.

"When did that happen?"
"When did what happen?"
"When did the ice kid break up with you? What happened?" His face was as calm as it could be but she could see he was angry, really angry.
"It was just after you left. He couldn't see the point of going out with someone he couldn't touch, not in the ways he wanted to. So he left me, just like you did." She tore her arm out of his grip and walked away toward the doors. He got there first and locked them.
"I didn't have a choice Marie, I had to go." The roundhouse punch almost sent him slamming into the doors, it made his ears ring for a second. Then she was all over him, punching, clawing, biting, kicking and she was making it hurt. He slid down the door without making any
attempt to defend himself, feeling the blows land and rolling with each one. She was screaming obscenities at him as she fought, letting her anger flow through her frame, feeling her knuckles bruise on his body but she didn't stop. When she started to slow down he grabbed
her hands and pulled her into him. Using the locked doors he got up and dragged her back into the centre and the matted area. Her face was covered in tears and her eyes were bright red but he'd never seen her looking so alive, so full of life as she was now. She still struggled to get free of his grip but he had her arms pinned to her
sides and his legs were crushing her knees together making anything but standing difficult.

"You going to listen to me?" She stilled for a moment as if she was thinking about it, then he felt pain rip
through him she'd bitten his chest until her teeth met. Reacting entirely on instinct he bit her back, forgetting about her skin about her anger The Wolverine just reacting as it always did to a challenge.

As his skin met hers he felt the pull with the back of his mind and threw up the past six months, every last dead end lead, the frustration of trying to find the remnants of the Brotherhood. The picture of Mystique on his claws, her life flowing out of her, Sabretooth's body floating out in the sea ice of Canada. Missing Magneto by a few hours and wrecking a hotel, trying to work off the
frustration he'd felt at chasing him for nearly five months and missing him by an hour. All of this he showed her as her skin drained him, the rest of his time out there followed it. Loneliness so complete it almost killed him, the one light keeping him going, her.
Knowing that Sabretooth had been only a mile from the school when he'd scented him on the grounds, knowing why he was there, to get revenge. To kill Marie and anyone else he could.

A picture of him in tears in a phone booth the number for home forgotten and no way of getting it again. A fantasy of her under him, smiling warmth at him as he held her, touching her skin, kissing her lips, aching with need for her and waking alone. Feeling the guilt of leaving her behind and hoping she was safe, playing with the tags on
his neck when he'd woken as if they were his only anchor to the world. His feelings of anger when he'd gotten the summons from Charles and he'd shown him what had happened to her, that they'd let her slip away from them. So wrapped up in their own worlds of grief and pain they'd missed her, the untouchable girl, the one they feared
to be near. He'd seen the paper headline `Mutant puts decorated cop in coma' and Charles had given him the rest of the story. He'd wrecked a bar that night and had turned to home, to come and get her.
To get her away from those whom he thought she'd be safe with, he'd been wrong and he'd almost lost her. He loved her and he couldn't lose her, it'd kill him if she'd changed so much that she no longer cared for him. He'd have nothing left, not even a memory of her smile as she looked at him.

Rogue felt the images flow into her, but they were slower, as if they were taking their time to show her everything. Each image burning itself into her, the anger of being so stupid as to let his guard down allowing Sabretooth to get this close to his mate. No time to
talk just to find and kill or die trying, Marie couldn't know it'd hurt her too much and she'd want to come, he wouldn't risk losing her again. Finding him in the woods looking down at the school, scenting his arousal at the thought of killing, driving the bike straight at him. Wrecking the thing against his body, slicing down at him as he bounded away through the forest heading north. Taking after him and not realising how long it'd be until he got back. Just needing to see him dead and the rest of them that had hurt her, to kill those who'd tried to kill her, not once but twice.

A lonely road in Tallahassee and a man fixing a tyre by the road, knowing who it was before they turned to look at him. Feeling the pain of his claws firing and the slice of flesh under him as Mystique fell in the rain, her head almost severed from her neck. Lifting her body easily and throwing it in the ditch by the side of the road hearing the hiss of alligators near by and feeling better about what he'd just done. At least they'd get to eat something a little different and no one would miss her. Searching her car and finding the tickets to Fairbanks, driving through the rain to get to Magneto
before he realised what had happened to his companion.
A dead end in Fairbanks and a phone booth, crying in frustration as he struggled to remember the number for home. So much else was crammed in there, his mind an absolute mess even forgetting to eat some days until he caught himself in reflection and wondered what she'd have thought if she'd seen him like that.

A logging camp in Northern Canada, a murder and the stink of Sabretooth. Fighting on the ice flow and just letting go, allowing The Wolverine to finish what had been started nearly three years before. Howling in triumph as he sliced the spine and tore the heart out of him, seeing Sabretooth's eyes fade and close. Knowing she was safe from him, safe from harm he'd never touch her again, he'd killed him for her. Watching his body floating in the ice pack, cleaning himself in the frigid water and thinking of the white streaks in her hair. The dark eyes that wouldn't have to be afraid of the noises in the dark anymore.

Pittsburgh and he was chasing Magneto, always just behind him he was being helped but by who? He'd just missed him again when the summons had come from Charles, images filled his head, Marie being withdrawn, sat alone, eating alone. Snapping at children, seeing her eyes becoming flat and cold, her stance different, talking with Charles
about the fights, the attitude changes, sending her on missions, finding her asleep with a forest of empty bottles in front of her. The guilt landing so heavily on his heart he thought he'd die from it, he hadn't told her why he'd gone. He hadn't had the time to stop and write and he couldn't phone, he couldn't remember the number.
Charles had asked him to come home but he'd been going out of the door before he'd stopped showing him what had happened. Driving all night, stopping only when his eyes were too heavy to be safe, he could survive a crash but the person he'd hit couldn't. All the time he thought about her, how much he'd fucked it up, he'd left her with them to take care of her. Now he knew the only person who
could look after her had been him, would be him and he would never leave her alone again, he'd die first.

Rogue felt her heart lurch with the information and she pushed his mouth away from her skin, everything was still a muddle inside. Weakened by the contact with her skin she managed to get out of his grip and caught hold of him before he fell to the soft mat. His eyes closed as he slept, having shown her everything, where he'd gone and
why. Sitting next to him she cried as her hands stroked his hair, seeing him from the inside and sorting through his memories of the last six months. There had been no other women, no other thoughts of Jean only of Marie, of Marie's smile, of Marie's eye's when he walked into the same room as her. Of Marie's scent on his, knowing that he'd kept a glove of hers in his jacket. He'd sneaked it out of her room the day before Sabretooth had arrived, he wanted her but she was with Bobby and he wouldn't interfere. He was too old and rough, she deserved someone like Bobby, someone her own age. Seeing things from
his view. Catching her laugh as Bobby did something dumb wishing it had been him. Knowing he loved her with everything he was, he wouldn't force the issue thinking she only saw him as her protector, not as a potential lover.
"Oh Logan," she laid down on the mat next to him wrapping her body around his. The thoughts she'd nurtured over the last six months shattering in the light of the truth. He hadn't left because Jean had died, he hadn't left because he didn't love her, he'd left because he did love her. He loved her enough to kill those who'd come to hurt her again. He'd given up his own safety to keep her safe, stopped his own heart to keep hers going. He saw her as his mate, his reason for living and she'd killed it, she'd become Rogue, the amalgam of all the personalities in her, leaving Marie at the back of them all.
Understanding now how much of a cop out she'd really done, she'd run again but this time she'd done it inside her head. Shutting out everything and everyone, she'd been committing suicide by degrees and The Professor had known. He'd let her go so far and when he couldn't reach her anymore, he'd called out to Logan.

He knew Logan would reach her, wanted her more than he wanted to breathe and she couldn't hide her own feelings for him no matter how hard she tried. Bending her head to his ear she whispered, "I'm sorry." His eyelids moved and she met his gaze, she didn't deserve him, didn't deserve the love he showed her in that glance and she knew it. Before he could grab her she up and heading to the doors.
His voice stopped her hand on the lock, "You running again?" The sentence smashed through the shell she'd constructed around her and Rogue fell into pieces around Marie. All strength left her and she collapsed in a heap in front of the doors. Grief flooded her for the first time, she'd hated Jean for driving Logan away from her but he hadn't left because of that. He left to protect her. She'd used Erik's memories to survive, treating everyone as a potential enemy, driving them all away. Hurting Jube's and Kitty with her indifference to their efforts to be friends, using Logan's hard assed attitude
when she wanted to be alone. Marie never got the chance to say what she thought had been true, that he did love her and he promised he'd look after her. He'd come home and they'd be back as friends again.
But she'd tried to drive him off, been spiteful and nasty. Knowing the things she'd said had hurt him deeply and she'd enjoyed seeing him hurt. Like she thought she'd been hurt by him but it wasn't true.
Everything was a lie, she'd lied to everyone and hurt them all. She felt his hands on her shoulders and he lifted her without trying. Her body turned into his and he picked her up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried herself in his shirt, tears still falling,
voice cracked and raw. "Logan…" He just held her and soothed her as she cried against him. His arms feeling so solid around her, his breath so warm and sweet, feeling his heartbeat against her body and revelling in the warmth of him. How could she deny this? Her heart
had been screaming out for him since he'd arrived and he'd dogged her until he'd broken into her and found Marie again. Sleep was claiming her, exhausted and drained she slipped away into the deep slumber of
the terminally tired. Her last waking image was Logan kissing her head, his voice rumbling through her, "Sleep Marie, I'm here. Your safe now, I promise."

He opened the doors easily and walked out with her asleep in his arms, he knew she'd seen everything. The truth of everything, his pain, his loneliness the risk he'd taken leaving her behind and the pain of knowing he'd fucked it up big time. He couldn't change what he'd done but he could make the present better for both of them. As he'd come inside he'd been seen by Ororo and Scott, he didn't stop to talk and their faces had spoken for them. Ororo was pleased that he'd returned and had found her. Scott was worried and disturbed at seeing him holding Rogue like that. They'd wait, Marie was the important thing now and he carried her to his room. She'd be safe there with
him and if she decided to throw another tantrum he'd recover quickly, she could kill someone else. Putting her down on his bed noticing how small she seemed when asleep, wrapping her up in his sheets he went to the kitchen to get them both some food.


Ororo was sorting out her lesson plans on the table when he walked in, he didn't speak to her he just went to the fridge and raided it. Piling a tray full of meat, cheese, fruit, milk and beer. Grabbing a loaf from the bread board he added it to the pile, he was about to leave the room when Ororo handed him a bag of chips. "Her favourites," she winked at him and smiled. "Don't tell anyone I kept them for her, it doesn't do to play favourites." His features softened as he saw the relief in her eyes at his presence, he didn't forgive them yet for letting her slip away but they'd all been slipping away. It's just that Marie had been the first to fall and
he'd caught her.
"Thanks Ro'." Taking the tray out of the kitchen he wondered if he could get her to eat something, after listening to her conversation with the other two it looked like skipping meals had started to become a habit.

He put the tray down on the small beside table and sat on the bed stroking her hair, the platinum streaks framing her face. Picking up a piece of beef he stuffed it into his own mouth and chewed as he stroked her hair, his stomach taking his attention away from what he was doing. Not realising he was touching her skin until he looked
back at his hand on her cheek. There was no pull from her mutation and he left his hand there to be sure. Nothing, maybe his body had worked out a way to combat it. Downstairs in the gym the pull had been slow and light, nothing like the last two times he'd touched her. Maybe he'd managed to do the impossible, thanking the gods for
the chance to find out if he was right. He could touch her and his stomach was forgotten as he ran his fingers over her skin, knowing he could kiss the lips that had haunted his dreams. Lightly he touched them and found them to be as soft as he'd always imagined. He stopped
touching her and let her sleep, watching over her as he ate, his mind throwing up everything he'd ever dreamed of doing to her, with her.
Deciding that he could do with a cold shower, he left her to sleep as he dealt with the revelation wondering how she'd take it when he showed her.

Marie dreamed that she was in Logan’s room and he’d touched her, stroked her face with his bare hand and that she hadn’t hurt him. Her skin hadn’t pulled him into her and he’d kissed her, hands able to roam over her body. Feeling him press against her and able to feel his skin under her bare fingers, the sensation filling her, overflowing into her waking mind and bringing her up out of sleep. Feeling a heavy blanket over her she struggled to open her eyes and found herself in a different room, one she recognised.
She was in Logan’s room, the door to the bathroom was open and she could hear him in there. Thanks to the senses she’d taken from him she could hear everything and sense everything too, the soap he was using, the smell of the water, his own scent making part of her mind sit up and take notice. Listening to the waterfall in the shower, she could hear his breathing, a little shaky and deep. Then the memory opened up in her mind, she knew what he was doing, trying to pull her mind away from the image it showed her. Logan naked under the cool water, hand on himself wishing it had been hers as he brought himself to his peak in the now cold water. Letting it settle the animal inside him, the one that wanted her so badly it could taste it every time he saw her.

Trying to look anywhere but at the bathroom as she heard him grunt his release, catching her name as he reached it. Not Rogue’s name, Marie. Seeing the food on the table, her stomach growling in approval and she dove into the trays contents. Hearing the water shut off as she opened the bag of chips and began to munch on them loudly. Wrinkling her nose at the odd smells that were coming off them and the acid taste they left in her mouth now. Stuffing them in her eyes didn’t notice him walk out of the bathroom wrapped in just a towel, her nose did though and dragged her attention his way. Hand stopping half way to her mouth she took him in as if looking at him for the first time. His gaze was all on her, his body hummed as if he was full of electricity begging to be released.
She could see through his eyes now for a little while and what she saw made her wonder how he managed to keep sane. She could ‘feel’ his intentions before he did them, he was like a force of nature wrapped up in skin. How could she have ignored this before, no wonder women fell over themselves when he walked in. Jean had felt it too and she’d reacted as any woman with half a brain would and she was here alone with him, on his bed and him barely dressed. Hunger of a different kind welled up and she let out a long low growl, her instincts working for her when her brain had shut down conscious thought at the sight in front of her. Snapping herself round she stuffed the chips into her mouth and ate like her life depended on it.

He’d been in the bathroom when he’d heard her move on the bed, he’d been half finished so he just let his mind wander to her on his bed. Knowing he could touch her had made it even better but knowing she could hear him as well brought him over the edge faster. Coming into the warm water he growled her name like he always did, allowing the water to clean him off. Listening as she moved on the bed, hearing the covers shift and a bloom of her blew his way. She was aroused and he rumbled as he scrubbed at his skin, letting the thoughts sit at the back of his mind. Turning off the water he heard her open the bag of chips and begin to eat well that was one thing he didn’t have to worry about. Pulling a towel off the rack he wrapped it around his body and walked out. Her face was rumpled but the look that covered it was much softer, Marie was back. Her eyes met his and he felt his body react to her gaze, he knew she could see him as he saw her she had his senses for a while. Her mouth hung open as she took him in and he felt an almost possessive pride run through him as she growled. Long and low her scent telling him of her other hunger, the one she was trying to squash with food. Breathing slowly he walked across the gap between them, sitting on the edge of the bed picking up some meat from the tray, having to lean right across her to get to it. Allowing her to scent him as he was right under her nose and watching as her pupils widened at her reaction to him.

What was he doing? Why didn’t he get dressed didn’t he know this was torture? She couldn’t touch him and here he was in front of her, semi naked and her hands itching to touch him. Her nose caught his scent and she gripped the chips tight, god he smelled so good! No one should be allowed to smell so damn good, it was all she could do not to drool on him.

Pushing the meat into his mouth, he winked at her and chewed slowly, so she could see every muscle move in his neck and face, knowing she was barely holding it together. She wanted to touch him so badly but she didn’t know she could so he’d show her. Grabbing the bag of chips he threw them to the side, “Eat something that’s better for you, those things are junk why do you think I brought up so much good stuff? Eat some meat its good for you.” His eyes met hers watching as she tried to work out what he meant, did he mean the food or him? He fought to keep the smile off his face.

Oh god he was grabbing the bag, no I need that if I don’t have that I might touch you! “Eat something that’s better for you.” The image of him laid back on the bed with her biting his skin flashed into her mind.
“Those things are junk, why do you think I brought up so much good stuff?” Her mind betrayed her again, sliced fruit placed strategically on his body so she could eat it off his skin.
“Eat some meat its good for you.” Her eyes met his and she gave up her mind was torturing her enough without him adding to it and she struggled to figure out what he’d meant. She could scent his arousal, he wanted her, badly but he hadn’t moved on her, no matter how much she wanted him to.

Whimpering slightly she reached for the cold meat on the tray and found her bare hand touching his. He’d reached for the same piece at the same time. Expecting the pull to start she shot her hand away but he grabbed it and held her. There was no pull, nothing! Her face registered the shock and she just looked at him, she wasn’t hurting him. She could TOUCH him!! His voice made it to her ears, “Looks like third time was the charm, seems like my body’s got used to being near you.” His bare hand crept up her arm and found her face, seeing her lean into the touch, fresh tears falling but these were joyful. Pulling her to him gently kissing her, feeling the softness of her lips against his. Coming away to see her hand reach out to touch his face, nervous at first but gaining confidence as the pull never came. Laughing she wrapped herself around him, feeling his body move under her fingers and thanking the world for letting her have him.

Her face had been so afraid, so scared when he’d grabbed her hand and held it, watching as it sank in, she didn’t hurt him. Knowing she was barely here when he spoke to her so he decided to show her instead, she knew he loved her, needed her. Surely she wouldn’t mind if he kissed her, even if she didn’t want him the same way as he wanted her she couldn’t deny him a kiss could she? Bringing her to him he gently almost reverently kissed her soft lips, it took everything he had not to just ravage the mouth in front of him, he knew he’d have to be gentle. Her last kiss had almost killed Bobby. As he kissed her he felt blood pool in his groin and her scent deepened, she wanted him! She wanted him to touch her, to taste her, to feel her under him. The shock of it raced through him as her hand touched his face, tracing his cheekbone. Laughing she launched into him wrapping her body around his and feeling her heart speed up with her touch over his skin.

Her gaze found his and she was nervous again, she wanted him but how could she, all she had were other people’s memories she knew thinking and doing were two different ball games. “Logan, I don’t know...” he stopped her with a finger to her lips. Bringing her close to him she could feel how aroused he was, it filled her dulling senses.
“Just do what you feel, trust yourself Marie.” Logan pulled her into his chest and just held her. She’d wanted this so much now she had it she didn’t know how to react. So she just held him, letting her hands roam over his back, nuzzling his warmth, listening to his heartbeat strong in her ears. Feeling a sense of peace descend she wasn’t alone anymore she had Logan.

Having her so close to him was a subtle torture, he could touch her, he could show her how much he loved her but he was so tired. He hadn’t slept all the way home and she had been his first priority when he’d arrived. Now she was laid in his arms and he could feel her nuzzling down into his chest, settling down to sleep again. Trying to fight off the warmth she created in him, the fuzzy edges of peaceful sleep beckoning him closer. His voice sleepy and muffled as he spoke through her hair. “Lets get some rest, we can figure out everything else tomorrow. I love you Marie.” He felt her body move against his and felt her breath on his chest.
“Love you too Logan, always have.” Smiling they fell asleep wrapped around each other, the piece she’d needed being found and returned to her. The journey over for him, a past he could do nothing about lost in memory’s he never had. All that mattered was now and the body he could hold in his arms after dreaming of it for nearly three years. The morning would bring a new day and a new beginning for everyone, no one would shed tears for Rogue’s death not even Marie after all she hadn’t cried for her had she?

Catch-Up

Marie woke up with the sound rumbling in her ears, she was warm and her body felt pinned down somehow. Opening her eyes she saw the strong jawline of Logan, he was in bed with her! Snapping her eyes wide open she looked around the room and realised that it was her who was in bed with him! Looking at him she let her eyes roam over him, and yes she was clothed but he definitely wasn’t. She pulled back a little and felt his arm shift slightly from her waist, now she could get a proper view of the man she was laid with, “Good view?” His voice rumbled as he stretched against her, trying but failing to keep the smile out of his voice. Opening his eyes and looking directly into her furiously red face, she didn’t move away from him though she just answered him.
“Yes what I managed to see of you that is.” Looking at her for a moment he pushed away from her and laid back on his bed, lifting the cover so she could see him in his entirety. She snapped her eyes shut but the instincts she still had from him were going at full tilt and the image of him laid naked was burned into her mind. Forcing her eyes open she saw him drop the sheet and laugh as he pulled her close to him. “Thought that’s what you wanted, don’t tell me you don’t want to be here?” She looked into the smiling face she’d been lusting after for nearly three years and almost tripped over her tongue to reply.
“I didn’t say that, it’s just… you know, difficult for me to get my head round that’s all. I mean I can touch you and it’s been a while since anyone has, you know touched me. Like this I mean.” Her eyes were desperately trying to tell him that she did want to be there, she did want to have him touch her just she wasn’t sure which bit she wanted him to touch first. He chose for her, his fingers brushed her lips and she saw the delight in his gaze, “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” Marie shook her head. “Since we came back from New York.” She blinked in confusion.
“You mean all that with Jean was just…” He nodded sliding his leg over hers, rubbing himself along her, seeing her pupils dilate as he touched her. Moving his lips closer to hers, eyes never leaving hers as he approached her, hearing her heartbeat speed up, scenting her arousal building under the clothes she wore. Waiting for her permission to touch her whispering her name, “Marie,” seeing her understand and move toward him.

It’s always the first touch, the first kiss that means so much, everything is written in that one moment, that’s when you know if it’s meant to be, that’s when you know if it was worth it. Dropping into the sensation that was building inside herself Marie knew it was it was worth it all. All the nights of tears, the nights of frustration of trying to feel something anything, she was here and now. Feeling his lips gentle against hers but knowing he was so hungry for her, his tension evident in his finger ends. She’d learned so much from not being able to touch skin she’d made herself recognise the subtleties of the fingers. Logan was about as tense as he could be without exploding, yet she was pleased that it was her that was causing it. She could feel him against her thigh and her fear upped a notch, catching her change he pulled away from her. Eyes filled with concern for her, he released her from his kiss from the delicious contact he’d given her. “Marie?” She knew he wanted to be careful, wanted to do things slowly but she’d been waiting so long, dreaming this so long that now it was here she was slightly afraid of it all being pulled away from her. Without answering him she got out of bed and went into the bathroom, deciding to bite the bullet she’d do this her way.

Logan watched Marie get up and walk away from him, her steps were a little shaky and he thought he’d blown it. That was until she’d called him from the bathroom, the sound of the shower already running muffling her voice. “Logan could you come help me please?” He was out of the bed in record time, leaping across the distance to land just outside the door. What met his eyes was almost enough to stop his heart.

She was naked in his shower.

The thought took a little longer to process as he watched the water run off the new curves she’d acquired while he was away. Her body suit hadn’t hidden much, it was the expanse of pale skin that now drew his attention. His hand was already holding his stiffening erection down as he saw her turn to face him. The small smile she offered him was more encouragement than he’d needed. Stepping into the shower Marie moved back a little to allow him under the water with her. Wincing at the cold tile her back brushed against bringing herself forward into Logan, hips first. He grabbed them and pulled her closer into him, erection free from his restraining hand it nudged her belly. Making her take a breath as she met Logan’s gaze, he was so alive, so real, her skin touching his, feeling the heat coming from him and the whisper touch of his hair on her smooth skin.

Logan was barely hanging onto his sanity by a thread, over the past six months he’d been thinking of her like this. Feeling the tension inside himself build until he thought he’d burst with it, he’d tried to find solace with others but he’d always left them in the bars he’d found them in. Always ending up in the shower with his hand on himself and her face in his mind. Her hips were in his hands and he could smell her arousal but also her fear, she was scared. Her first kiss had ended up with her hating touch, that she caused pain with her own wishes for pleasure. She moved slightly and his grip tightened on her, the wolverine growling out to warn her, he wasn’t going to let her go, not now, not ever. Noticing her pupils widen further as the sound rumbled through her, smiling wide Logan planted his mouth on her neck and rumbled a deep growl into her throat. Feeling her small hands run up into his hair and grab it tightly, her hips pressing forward on instinct now, feeling her nipples run across his chest as she pressed herself into him. Hearing her whisper his name as she breathed the sensation that was flooding through her. She was so ready for him he never even noticed when their feet closed the drain and the gentle fall of water began to pool in the bath.

Her skin was flooding her with sensation, he was so hard against her, yet his skin felt soft smooth and rough all at once. She moved to get her feet stable under her and she felt the rumbling growl start in his groin and move up his body. A rolling wave of sound prickling every single piece of skin she had in contact with it, sending pleasure rolling through her. Logan smiled at her reaction to it and moved his mouth to her neck, enjoying the sensation of his lips and teeth against her when he growled louder and longer into the sensitive skin there. As it entered her she felt herself lose everything, all her doubts all her fears, her hands snaked up into his wet hair and pulled hard, her hips pushing into his wanting the contact to never end. Becoming lost in the sensation that was coming from him, she whispered his name as she felt herself rising into it. The sensations bunching in her groin, making her feel every single hair of him against her, the iron hard erection she wanted inside her, now. Shifting her feet she knocked the drain closed, mind not registering anything but the sensations Logan was causing in her.

She was so ready, sliding a hand into her delicate folds finding her soaking already, feeling her angle her hips to allow him to slide further into her, triggering another deeper growl from him. Snatching her out of the shower and carrying her back to the bed, skin still wet and flushed with want. Her head rested against his chest as he carried her, scenting her own rich musk as he moved across the room. Reaching the bed he sat down with her still in his arms, seeing her face and trying to speak, but he was too far gone in his need for her. Shifting her knees so she was sat across his lap, breasts level with his mouth. Taking one into his mouth he watched as she arched herself as far back as she could. Her whole body shuddering with the touch of his tongue on her, having to hold her steady as he licked and nipped the sensitive bud. The taste of her everything he’d ever dreamed she would be, soft and sweet with a hint of musk. Watching the sensations fill her, her hands holding him on her, gripping him tightly. One hand sliding down her back over the smooth rise of rear, dipping underneath her and slipping a finger inside her. The shock of it sending her body over, feeling the muscles clench around his finger as she came, her voice high and reedy as she cried out. “Oh Jesus… LOGAN!” Her body still recovering from the emotions she didn’t feel him shift underneath her, both hands on her rear opening her wide. Lifting her a little he slid the first few inches inside her, having to grit his teeth and hold her still as she stretched around him.

It was heaven, the feeling of his mouth on her it couldn’t get any better, the sensations were building and building in her groin. She’d never gotten this far on her own, she felt his hand slide over her rear not thinking about where it was going. Concentrating on the feelings his tongue was creating on her nipple, feeling the pressure inside her build until it was almost painful. Then she felt his finger slide inside her, Logan was inside her! It was enough to break through the pressure, he was in her and her body exploded outward. Feeling herself clamp down on him, holding him tight as he shifted the digit around inside her channel. Trying to stretch her a little as she rode the waves of pleasure, her voice found she shouted out her pleasure. A little shocked at the sound of her voice, its height and difference. Still riding the wave of pleasure she didn’t mind moving her knees a little as it made mini echoes of the sensation run through her. Logan was still buried in her chest so when she felt him enter her she pulled his head away from her nipple and found his eyes tight shut, face concentrating and tight, trying to control himself. Her breathing coming in large gasps as he slowly slid inside her, the feeling of being stretched open both painful and wonderfully pleasurable. Finally resting on his lap she could feel him gripped painfully tight by her insides, nothing was like this, nothing. Not daring to move or even breathe heavily, she watched as Logan slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze met hers, she was blazing, her body was filled with electricity that sparked from her eyes. Slowly he moved her forward on him, her hands still locked in his hair, she was so tight on him, it felt like he was part of her. Feeling himself slide inside her, the friction of the movement sending waves of pure pleasure through him, sending his nerves into overdrive. She felt so good, so tight against him that he didn’t want to move, the pleasure she gave him just by being wrapped around him enough for him to cope with. Senses screaming he felt her shift her hips bringing him deeper and causing him to lose control over himself.
It was everything, the feelings of hatred and insignificance were destroyed by this one thing. The feeling of his skin against hers, the solid fullness in between her thighs and in her body emptied everything else. She needed to feel him move, to make the pleasure continue, to force more of it out of her. Meeting his gaze she saw how much he was trying to hold on, trying not to let go of the animal inside himself. In her head the wolverine was howling, he wanted to take her, to fuck her, to brand her as his and she wanted it. Knowing it would be painful would be hard but it would be him and he wouldn’t hurt her on purpose. Feeling him shift her forward slowly, so he could control his movements, the pressure and pleasure increasing as he did so. Gasping for air as he shifted inside her tight channel she moved in instinct, making him slide deeper. Seeing the wolverine break free in his eyes as she did so, knowing he was free to take her, to claim her as his own, just like she’d always wanted him to.

The gentle patter of water had been ignored by them both, the small overflow had been trying to cope with the water but unfortunately hadn’t been able to. Especially when the old flannel Logan had drifted across it and closed it off to the flow of water. Slowly filling the bath began to leak into the floorboards and down the cracks into the space between the ceilings and floors. Finding its way down along wiring, seeping into plaster, beading along pipe work. Finding any route possible the water flowed from Logan’s bathroom and into the rest of the school.

Gripping her hips tightly he watched her eyes widen as she saw the wolverine surface, growling as he recognised her want for him, to be what he was. Bracing his feet on the floor, he moved her against him, roughly pushing into her, feeling her grate against him forcing him to be rougher. She was his, he’d mark her so they could see, no one would touch her except him, she was his! Making his point he pulled her sharply and heard her cry out with the harshness of his grip and the strength of his thrust inside her. Making him growl again and bite into her side, digging his teeth into her, feeling her hands pull his head up and away from her skin. Seeing the livid red mark he’d left there branding her, feeling satisfied for now. Taking her hair in his hand and pulling her face to his, lips pushed open by his, ransacking her mouth and feeling her thrust back against him as he did so.

Freeing the Wolverine she had inside her, feeling the need to take him, to work him hard. Hearing her own throat rumble as their mouth’s battled each other, her hands curling into claws and raking his skin with each downward pull he made on her hips. They were stuck together, her body clamped around his, he was hers and no one would ever have him again. It was that simple, inside she roared with the thought of it the Wolverine freed in her body she bit the tongue that was giving her the pleasure she’d always wanted.

Her hips were beginning to meet his movements a little harder each time, as if she wanted to consume him, to swallow him whole. Hearing her growl in his mouth as she bit his tongue flooding their mouths with the taste of blood sent him into frenzy. Slamming into her at each stroke, the friction too much for him to cope with, feeling her clench even tighter as she came again. Feeling the rush as he filled her with himself, seeing her pull away from his mouth as she felt it and clench herself. Making him grunt with the pressure and pleasure it filled him with, viciously dragging her nails across his back opening it up for a moment. Still moving on him as he filled her, keeping him hard she wasn’t finished yet and the look in her eyes almost scared him. She still wanted him, she needed more of him and she wouldn’t let go of him until she was ready to.

The water reached the ceiling rose, gently soaking the antique plaster, making the roses and fruit almost bloom with the moisture. The flow had been steady as it had fallen over the edge of the bath, making its way through carpet and wooden joist. Pooling in the plaster above the small library it waited for someone to notice, gently dripping on the polished table underneath the ceiling rose. Having found another route, it pushed it’s way out through the panelling, chasing the caulking down to another level of the mansion into the small rec room. There were only a few older students there, quietly watching the television or reading. It pooled above the blue blaised pool table for a while, as if waiting for someone to come and play. After a few minutes it got bored and found a crack to seep through, sending a steady stream directly onto the table. The sound making the students turn to see the waterfall that had appeared in their midst, one student just opened their mouth and shouted “Mr. Summers! We’re flooding!”

She was lost to the emotions filling her, as if the dreams of her lonely nights had become real and she wanted to try everything all at once. Her thighs were slick but she didn’t care, he was still in her and he was hard, sweat was pouring off her but she had so much more energy than she ever imagined she could have. Her voice husky when she lifted his lips back to hers “Logan, again, now, I want more.” Seeing the grin flash across his face as he met her gaze and saw her hunger for him, for his body for the sensations he was creating in her. Knowing in one small part of her that she’d be fit for nothing tomorrow but didn’t care, that she should be sore by now, but she wasn’t she must still have some of his healing ability still with her. Feeling his hands grip her hips and flip her over onto her back, onto the bed. Her knees still raised up he slid them over his shoulders so she was resting on the top of her shoulders. Moving slowly forward as he pushed into her, feeling him stretch her in a different direction, grazing against her clit as he moved forward, making her flood with pleasure.

Hearing her hunger spoken in such plain language made his heart soar, knowing she wanted him as much as he wanted her. She was still tight around him and she’d grip him to make sure he couldn’t leave her yet. She was so much like him it scared him, she was wild and her eyes flashed it to him as he moved into her. Feeling her stretch as he pushed deep, listening to her moan as he filled her, nudging the entrance of her womb and seeing her intensity deepen. Hands supporting her body as he fucked her, his own keeping her legs on his shoulders as he moved. Eyes watching her breasts move with each downward thrust into her. Feeling her body want to writhe, trying to pull him in even further when he was as deep as he could go.

The sensations had only gotten deeper the deeper he’d pushed into her, feeling him graze against her womb had been the best. She almost screamed with the want it fired in her, needing to move but knowing if she did, she’d dislodge him. Finding his eyes and showing him what he was doing to her, seeing him smile as his tongue licked the side of her knee. She could feel something huge building in her nerves, it had started as a dull throb, spiking with each thrust of Logan’s hips against her. Now it was like a point of heat and light in her stomach, heat radiating out from her groin and casting everything in black and white. She could see it burning the remnants of Erik away, of John, of Bobby until there was only Logan left inside her. Seeing him inside her mind fucking her as hard as he was right now, seeing his eyes lift off her body and meet her minds, his voice growling loud as he came inside her, “MINE!” The sight ignited the heat inside her, causing her to hold her breath as the huge wave hit over-sensitised nerves. Feeling her whole body go rigid as she chased the feeling running with the consuming fire that was burning her through. Hands gripping the bed underneath her so her hands were white with effort. Feeling Logan still himself as the first pulses passed through her, knowing he was close to his own release she shifted her hips so he slid forward just a little. Hearing him hiss as he fell over with her, her voice started low but soon gained in force and height. Unable to hold the sound any longer she screamed as she arched into the whirlwind inside herself. Her throat burning with the power of the scream, her lungs emptying themselves of everything they had, sending the sound out of the room and into the garden below.

Ororo had her botany class outside showing them the differences between several species of plant when the sound reached her. The students looked a little spooked at the sound but Ororo just calmed them and set them to identify the trees in the surrounding area and the relationship they had with the local flora around them. Walking toward the house, she looked for an open window and found one, mentally doing the house map in her head she just smiled and sent a breeze to close the window. Hopefully no one else would disturb them until later that is if they hadn’t heard the same scream as she had. Blushing slightly she made her way back to her class.

He’d felt her pressure building, grazing against her g-spot with each movement he knew she couldn’t hold out much longer, but when she came she made sure he came with her. He’d stopped so he wouldn’t go with her, so he’d be able to carry on after she’d gone over but she’d shifted. The last of his reserves gone he let go, following her down, he heard her breath hitch and hold as she pulsed around him. As it hit her body, he heard her throat open and felt the scream being pulled out of her. Gritting his teeth as she threw her head back and screamed with all she was worth, hands gripping the bed until they were white with effort. Feeling himself crushed inside her as the strong muscle pumped him dry, milking him completely. His ears ringing with the strength of her voice, seeing the window slowly drift down afterward knowing someone else had heard her made him glow with pride. Watching as she collapsed against him almost boneless, all of her needs filled. Moving slowly he put her down on the bed, pushing his feet off the edge feeling that the rug under his feet was a little damp but not paying any mind to it. Sliding out of her body he watched as he pulled away from her, having to go slowly because she still gripped him. Watching her writhe with each little movement knowing he was causing her to have aftershocks of pleasure that were numbing her body with their onslaught.

Finally free he looked at himself, he was bruised and watched as each one faded as he softened. Seeing her laid there so open, so vulnerable he still wanted her, pulling himself up next to her limp body he stroked her skin watching her twitch with the light touch he was using on her. She was completely spent, her body was still on overload and he could see it settling through her. Sleepy her head shifted over the bed making her hair fall over the edge and dangle in a small pool of water, soaking up the moisture like a wick. Rubbing himself on her body seeing the tactile sensation bring her back from sleep, covering her frame completely with his own, layering kisses on her face as her senses returned.

There was a small group now, chasing the water’s course. Led by Cyclops they were using Anne’s gift for tracking water, she was able to control its flow, size and density. Currently they were backing up the flood and managing to get most of it out of the plaster and walls. Bobby was freezing whatever Anne could extract and a few buckets of ice had been passed back and forth to other students to dump. The water wasn’t having fun anymore, seeing as they’d cut off the supply to the teachers wing, where the leak was. Cyclops had the feeling it had something to do with Logan, but what he wasn’t quite sure. Then they’d all heard the scream, it sent Anne pale and Bobby into a very concerned frame of mind especially when he told Cyclops who it sounded like, it sounded like Rogue. Anne was left behind with Jubilee on bucket duty as the two men ran to the upper floor, both of them wondering exactly what was going on and what had happened to Rogue.

There was no heaven this was torture. Every nerve was firing and her body was sending her mixed signals, pleasure centre overloaded she was feeling with her hind brain. Everything was scratchy, lumpy and uncomfortable until Logan laid on her, it was like being wrapped in the worlds best duvet. His skin heated her through, sending new messages through to her nerves, bringing her back up from the sleep she’d been heading for. Feeling him against her, the ridges of muscle as he moved over her boneless form. Kissing her lightly on her face, taking his time as he worked his way down her body. This was one thing she’d never dreamed of of feeling so happy so complete laid under him. She’d follow him anywhere if she could have this, even if it was only once more, she’d do it. Lifting her arms took effort but she managed it, wrapping them around his neck and touching him lightly with her fingers. Watching as his shoulders lifted under her touch, seeing the warmth in his eyes as they met hers, knowing he loved her as much as he possibly could. Understanding that this wasn’t a one shot deal, this was ‘the’ deal. She was his. Smiling as she felt his growling kisses cover her belly and wrap around her skin, his sideburns tickling her as he travelled down her skin. Still wrapped in the bliss of her orgasm she didn’t hear the footsteps along the corridor.

Feeling her come round as he worked his way down her body Logan wasn’t finished with her yet, her body couldn’t take anymore of him he’d hurt her if he hadn’t already. The memory of her body bucking under him went straight to his groin and he could feel blood returning. There were times he loved being a mutant and this was one of them, he could pleasure Marie for hours, keeping her just simmering with pleasure letting her spike as and when he wanted her to. Growling at the thought of it as he worked his way over her belly, his senses too absorbed in Marie to even hear the thump of footsteps approaching. His nose flooded with their scent as he reached the juncture of her thighs, knees resting on the edge of the bed hands either side of her hips he filled himself with it. Hearing a deep deep growl leave his throat, rumbling through the room getting her attention and seeing her head lift up to catch his eyes. Marie smiling as she understood the look in his eyes, his mouth about to form words as the door to the room opened wide. Changing her look from one of bliss to fear in an instant as her mind quickly processed what was happening. Logan finally caught the scents that had been approaching his room and was turning as the door opened fully. Seeing the look of fear cover Marie, shattering all his hard work making her afraid switched The Wolverine into fighting mode. Feeling his claws fire he roared out his displeasure to the intruders.

The corridor carpet was damp outside Logan’s room and they both heard the long deep growl sound out through the door. Looking at each other they both jumped to the wrong conclusion, that Rogue was in danger from Logan, that something had happened. They both knew how volatile she could be and she’d pushed him just too far, an image of her on his claws flashed through both their minds. Cyclops pulled out his master key and put it in lock hoping he was in time.
The sight that met his visor was the one he’d feared until he heard the strangled cry of a naked Rogue. Logan was crouched on his bed half turned toward them, both sets of claws extended and a roar already sounding out in the room. Cyclops and Bobby watched as Rogue tried to get under the sheet but ended up falling off the far edge of the bed. When her naked body was out of sight they finally turned their attention to the huge angry mutant in front of them. He was barely holding it together, stark naked and very aroused it finally dawned on Cyclops what had happened. Grabbing a dazed Bobby who was still looking at Rogue, seeing Logan follow the young mans gaze he saw the rage slip free in Logan. Dragging him out of the doorway he threw him aside and slammed the door, his face just being missed by a set of adamantium claws. Bobby looked at the claws and at the pale face of Cyclops who just whispered “RUN!” The carpet squishing under his feet Bobby took off like a rabbit down the hall, the image of Wolverine flying toward him with claws drawn something that he’d carry with him to the grave. Cyclops had been so wrong and now he had a very angry Wolverine on the other side of a door that didn’t seem so thick or safe. Seeing the blades retract from the door he heard Logan shout at him through the wood. “NEXT TIME I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! GOT IT?” Cyclops almost answered but he thought better of it and just concentrated on finding Bobby and the girls. They could clean up later, at least the problem had been traced and they could sort it out later when Logan was feeling a little more relaxed. The image of Rogue naked was one he’d not forget easily but how he’d managed to survive was something else. As he walked down the corridor it finally dawned on him how big a thing this was for Rogue and just what he’d done to ruin it. He had to find Xavier and tell him he’d know how to smooth this over, he just hoped Bobby would have the sense to get out of the grounds for a while. Logan would find him and if he found him alone he shuddered to think of how many pieces they’d find Bobby in.

Marie watched as Logan shouted through the door, her knees wet the carpet under her squishing as she moved. Seeing him defend her made it feel a little better but it was the shock of having the door open on her while she was naked. No-one but Jubilee had ever seen her naked, Jubilee only had because she’d needed to pee one night and had just walked in on her while she’d been in the shower. She’d felt embarrassed but she’d just told her there was no difference between that and a skimpy bikini so what did it matter. But Bobby and Cyclops had seen her naked, Bobby she could understand his curiosity but Cyclops? Then the uncomfortable wetness under her got through and she looked at the dark stain that covered most of the floor. Pulling a sheet with her she squished to the bathroom and saw the blocked drain and the overflowing bath. Pulling the drain clear and taking the old flannel away she watched the water drain away, taking her good feelings with it. Tightening her grip on the sheet she felt herself slipping away from everything and losing herself in the fear and shame of being with Logan. Cyclops had found them together, he was supposed to be looking after her, making sure she didn’t do stupid things like this. It was like her father finding her with Cody, him laid out like a dying fish and her father screaming at her to tell him what had happened. She felt alone again in herself, the fading pleasure being replaced by guilt as she watched the water empty.

Logan was so angry, he could tear the whole damn school apart for what just happened. He was still swearing under his breath when he heard Marie move, her footsteps making little wet sounds as they crossed the room. Noticing that something was actually wrong with the floor he looked down and saw the dark stain covering the entire floor. Marie went into the bathroom and he heard the bath being unblocked and the shower being turned off. They’d managed to flood his room that’s why they’d come in, “Fuck.”

Walking to the bathroom he saw the sadness in Marie’s eyes, the change in her scent as she clutched the sheet around her. She’d been hurt and it was his fault, if he’d just taken the time to shut the damn shower off they could still be finding ways to make each other smile. Now she looked as if the world had just been given a brand new naked poster girl and it was her. The thought appealed to him but it wasn’t the kind of thing you want your ex-boyfriend to have or your father (even if Cyc really wasn’t but just acted like one to her). Wrapping himself around her he felt her tears fall against him, stood in a little puddle of water he tried to soothe her. “It’s alright they’ve gone.” She gripped the warm body wrapped around her own and felt so small wrapped in his frame. Nodding she just let the tears fall, all her fears quickly sliding away as he held her remembering what he’d said to them both through the door.
“Would you?”
“Would I what?”
“Kill them for me?” Logan smiled as he heard her voice gain some of the strength he’d heard earlier.
“For you always, how do you want em? Sliced? Gutted? Blinded? That’s my favourite at the moment.” Giggling she lifted her head to look into his eyes seeing them shining with concern for her, with love for her.
“That’d be no good Logan they’d remember the reason why they were blinded and that’s a view I want them to forget.” He nodded as the sense of it wormed through to him.
“Yeah but the last thing they’d see would be my claw going through their socket.” The cruelty of the words entered Marie and her smile faltered.
“I don’t think I want that Logan, besides Cyclops needs his eyes for his ability.”
“Yeah but freezer burn doesn’t.” At the mention of Bobby she felt Logan tense up, he was jealous! It made her smile and snuggle him closer to her.
“Well there’s one thing you can do that he never could.”
“Oh yeah what’s that?” She brought his face to hers and smiled at his jealousy.
“This,” bringing her lips to his kissing him deeply, his hands pulling the sheet away from her, holding her tightly to him. Only breaking the kiss when her stomach rumbled loudly. “Logan I’m hungry.” Smiling he moved his lips to her neck and gently bit it, making her knees go weak again.
“Me too.”

She knew exactly what he was getting at but she was really hungry now and the food on the tray was a little old. Pulling away a little she shifted herself and felt the rough slide of her thighs.
“I need a shower and then some food, I suppose we’ll have to go downstairs soon. Face them all eventually and I’d rather do it now rather than later.” Looking at the flooded bathroom Marie looked at the very naked Logan and smiled. “Come on we can use mine. I’m sure Jube’s and Kitty won’t mind.” He grinned evilly as she picked up her sodden one piece.
“You sure you want to go to your room? I mean it’s not as if there’s any soundproofing in there and I’m sure you don’t want them watching us while we get friendly.” Her face almost paled at the thought and she looked around the floor of the room, noticing Logan’s clothes were laying in the water on the floor.
“Logan do you have any more clothes?” A little confused about why she was asking he answered her.
“Yeah a spare change in the duffel.” Marie looked over at the bag it was canvas and had soaked up water like a sponge, smiling she picked up the last large towel from the rack and wrapped it around her. Dropping the sheet she stepped back into the bedroom before she told him.
“Logan your duffel is wet through as your clothes will be and I’ve got the last large towel. I need it because you might be able to touch me but everyone else can’t. So there’s only the small towels left, seeing as the other one you used went on the floor.” Marie was backing toward the door, when she reached it her hand was already turning the handle. “It should be big enough Logan, it’s not that you have much to cover anyway.” Laughing she slipped out of the door and away down the corridor toward her own room.

Logan just stood there for a second mulling over his choices, snatching up the sopping duffel he threw it over his shoulder and ran after Marie stark naked. Hell Cyc and Bobby had seen him naked today and it wasn’t as if he hadn’t been naked before. Seeing her turn and see him chasing her down without anything to cover himself with made her eyes sparkle. He was following her wherever she took him and he didn’t realise she’d taken him a different way.
That is until they went through the small rec room on the second floor, several heads snapped round when the voice of Jubilee rang out across the small room. “Oh my GOD!” He just shot her a look as he passed by her and saw the leer plastered across her face. “Go Chica! Damn he puts Playgirl in the SHADE!!” Every eye was on his naked rear as he ran down the empty corridor to Marie’s room, just managing to get inside before she shut the door on him. Red and laughing she backed away from the door, one hand holding up her towel the other raised to fend him off.
“Now don’t get mad Logan it’s the quickest way to get back to my room. I didn’t know anyone would be in there, it’s not as if I go running through the school with only a towel on every day now is it?” Dropping his duffel he spread his arms wide as she tried to move around him to get to her clothes.
“No but you knew someone would be in there didn’t you?” Her eyes flashed amusement and mischief at him, oh yeah she’d known. “Wanted to show your little friends where you’d been huh?” He made a false grab for her and she squeaked as she dodged out of his grip into the real one. “Gotcha! Now want to tell me why you brought me through that little den of vixens?” His lips were so close to hers now she thought she’d stop breathing if they didn’t kiss her soon. Slowing her breathing right down she found his eyes and saw the delight shining in them.
“Yeah I’ll tell you. Because it’s the first and last time they’ll ever see you naked and happy.” Her hand brushed against his erection making him flinch he hadn’t even realised he’d grown hard as he’d chased her down. “They’ll never get to touch you Logan but it’ll give them something to think about when they get lonely.” Seeing the heat in her gaze as she said it, the thought of all those other young women lusting after him and knowing that he was hers alone. After all the times they’d flaunted their boyfriends under her nose, she’d gotten one over on them all, hers had chased her buck naked and as hard as iron across the school.

Plus he was a man in every sense of the word, not a boy with sweating hands and a lump in his throat. Logan could sense her pride at herself, seeing the wounds heal in her psyche. Knowing she’d flaunted him under most of the young women’s noses, it didn’t hurt his ego any but he knew it made her feel good. For that alone he’d volunteer to walk up and down naked all day, although the school would probably grind to a halt if he did.
“You did it on purpose didn’t you?” Marie just nodded a small smile on her lips.
“Your not mad at me?”
“No.” Kissing her and pressing her against him so she could feel him twitch against her belly. “Ready for that shower now?” Looking at the bathroom she nodded.
“Lets keep the plug out this time though.” Picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist he walked them both into the larger bathroom, shutting the door behind him and locking it.

Hearing Jubilee’s footsteps come into the room, “Hey Chica, just come to pick up stuff I need for later. Won’t disturb you. Although you caused enough of that Wolvie with your hot bod in the Rec room. I swear Kitty was going to have a heart attack when she saw you! See ya later guys, have fun and Rogue they’re in the top drawer if you need em!” Hearing her leave the room he heard the lock engage on the bedroom door, it was double locked so no one could get out or in without a key. Looking to Marie, seeing her blush covering her skin, her eyes on the little cabinet on the wall.
“What’s in the top drawer?” She didn’t answer but went over and pulled it open, her hand dipping into it she brought out a small foil packet and held it in between her fingers. Her eyes met his frankly and she smiled as she spoke.
“A little late really, a bit like the closing the door after the horse.” Taking the small foil packet from her he dropped it back into the drawer and closed it.
“Don’t think we’ll need em, seeing as you’re not going to be with anyone else and I can smell you when your ready to conceive. So it’s not an issue is it?” Searching her memories she found Logan in her head and looked through all the women he’d been with over the years. She nodded to herself and looked serious for a moment thinking about it before she spoke. Cuddling into him before sharing what was on her mind.
“True but you have known plenty of women Logan in your time and I just think Jubilee was trying to keep me healthy. I know I haven’t got anything because you’re the first person to ever touch me.” Her cheeks blazed with the memory of his body over hers. “But you have and we know things can’t hurt you but you could carry them.” The sense of it struck him and he felt the stab of it go through his heart. He could, he could have given her something without him knowing about it. Holding onto her even tighter, he squeezed her to him.
“I’m sorry Marie I didn’t even think, I was just so happy to have you.”
“I know Logan I know.”

Patting her rear he let her go into the shower alone.
“Come on get washed and we’ll go down to the medical bay together. Time to get checked out, both of us.” Leaving her to get washed he looked around the room for something to wear, eventually finding an old pair of joggers that seemed to fit.
When she came out Marie just smiled as she saw him in stood in the items she’d stolen from his room six months ago, she’d been using them to sleep in. Never thinking that she’d ever get the chance to be as close to him as she had been while wearing them.

Travelling down to the medical bay was quiet and they seemed to avoid everyone for once, as if the presence of both of them was enough to keep the halls empty. Logan could sense her trepidation at being down there but they both had to know if Logan was carrying anything. Even if he could fight things off Marie couldn’t, as if feeling the thought pass through her mind he kissed the top of her head as they walked out of the elevator. Marie just walked straight to the medical bay but Logan’s nose was full of a strange feral scent making him reach for her. She’d already gone out of his reach and was through the door when he caught up with her. Inside was a huge man covered in blue-black fur, reminding Logan of a bear he’d disturbed once and on instinct alone his claws fired.

Marie noticed and saw the look of anger on his face, quickly she touched his arms and felt the claws slide back in as she spoke to him. “This is Doctor McCoy, he came to be our medic a couple of weeks after Jean died, just after you left. He’s okay Logan, he’s not going to hurt me, more like I’d hurt him. He’s the one that patched up Cyclops.” She saw his eyes calm a little and throw the doc a look, she knew exactly what it meant but she decided to introduce Doctor McCoy anyway. “Doc, this is Wolverine, or Logan which ever he’s answering to depends on how he’s feeling and at the moment I’d go for Wolverine.” The huge man just smiled and shifted his weight forward on the chair he was sitting on, extending a large furred hand.
“Pleased to meet your acquaintance at last, Charles has told me much about you I hope everything is alright, he did tell me about your mutation so I understood that you’d be the last person to come and see me.” Marie watched as Logan extended his hand to meet the doctors. Taking it firmly in his grip Logan shook the pre-offered hand.
“Logan.”

A huge grin spread across Marie’s face as she saw him calm down, most people who met Doc McCoy were taken aback by his voice and manners but Logan had risen to the challenge and hadn’t batted an eyelid.
“So what can I do for you?” Logan looked at Marie who was beginning to turn a shade of red and just came out with it.
“I need you to check that I’m not carrying any infections, especially the nastier kind.” He emphasised the last part of the sentence and watched as the realisation crossed McCoy’s face, quickly flicking to Marie’s reddening one.
“Of course, but you do know about Rogue’s mutation? How it can affect you?” McCoy busied himself pulling out equipment and setting up things on a tray. Listening with half an ear to the answer that came from Logan.
“Yeah it doesn’t work on me anymore, my bodies got used to it.” The clatter that filled the room made Logan’s ears ring as McCoy turned round to give him his full attention.
“What did you say?!”
“My body’s got used to being near her,” grabbing her bare skin and pulling Marie closer to him. “Which is the reason were down here, we kind of got caught up in the moment and I didn’t think which is about usual for me but I don’t want to hurt the one thing I came back for.” Marie just snuggled into the strong arms wrapped around her and watched as McCoy restacked the metal tray. Turning to them both he saw the delight etched on her face and the possessive grin wrapped all over Logan.
“Shall we get started?” Lifting a needle McCoy looked at them both as the grins faded from their faces but not from their eyes. Releasing Marie Logan moved into a better position for the tests, waiting for the scrape of a needle against his flesh. McCoy bending to the task, his bulk almost blocking out the rest of the lab to his gaze. “If what you say is correct the new information should be in your antibodies by now. If that’s the case we might be able to find out the cause of exactly why Rogue’s mutation is permanently switched on. We might be able to control it completely, that is if you want me to try Rogue?” Both of them looked at her at the same time, a mixture of fear and hope covered her face. Understanding that she really did want to be able to touch and feel but it was a hope that was too far for her right now. Everything had changed so quickly over the last few hours and just being able to touch Logan was sending her nerves into a fit. Sensing her distress Logan answered.
“Maybe Doc, maybe I think a little bit of time may be in order for her to make up her mind. Exactly what I had in mind anyway.”
The comment stopped Marie’s internal dialogue immediately and she focussed on Logan.
“What?” He met her gaze and explained the simple truth to her.
“Your coming on the road with me for a while, you need to get away for while Marie. Besides I thought you wanted to see Alaska.”

The information slid over her, he’d come all this way to just pick her up and take her away again. He’d travelled non-stop to see her, find out what was wrong and take her away from the place she was seen as a useful member. Anger began to rise in her and Logan felt it, his steady hazel gaze held her pinned as McCoy finished with his samples. “NO arguments Marie, remember what happened with the officer. You need time away and I’m making sure you get it, with me.” Seeing his eyes heat with the last part of the sentence making her begin to blush all over again. McCoy patted his arm and he took it as the cue to get up, walking over to her he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, wiping all thought of argument out of her mind. “Now go back upstairs and get packed because as soon as these results are in we’re leaving.” Turning to McCoy he got the answer he was looking for.
“It’ll be about four hours.”
“There you go, you’ve got four hours to pack, say bye to whoever you want to and then we’re out of here.” He released her and patted her rear as he pushed her out of the med bay, “Now get going I’m not going to spend any more time here than we need to. I’ve just got to go see Xavier.” With that she was away, her mind filled with the prospect of travelling with Logan, all alone out there, seeing the things he’d seen sharing it with him. When she was out of earshot, he turned back to McCoy, pinning him with a look. “You get working on that blood and do what you can for her. She might not want it right now but she might do one day.” Understanding what Logan wasn’t saying he just nodded as he prepared the blood samples.
“What do you want me to test for?” Logan’s hand rested on the door as he answered.
“Everything doc, everything.”
Nodding he turned back to his work he’d have a busy afternoon if he wanted the results before he left but he started on the AIDS test first. If he’d been as active as Charles had made him believe, that was the one that was the most important to him right now, bending to his work he lost himself in the protocols never hearing Logan leave.

“Come in Logan,” the soft voice never ceased to calm him, even when he was in a rage he knew the soft tone of Xavier could reach him and had done on several occasions. Looking around the office he saw Scott sat in an armchair his face dropped into his chest and a look of peace on his face. Logan walked over and expected him to look at him but he just sat there. “He’s in a deep relaxation, we’ve been doing this for a few months now. His dreams are still unruly and he’s still fighting the grieving process. It helps but it’s not a long term answer. Now what can I do for you?” Clearing his throat as he pulled his gaze away from the recumbent figure in front of him and met the calm grey gaze of the man who’d brought him home.
“I need some help, I want to get Rogue out of here for a while. She’ll need some time to get herself back together and I want her to relax with herself. She can touch me, my body’s got used to her and it’s something she needs to get used to. Touching I mean, she’s been so long without it she could do something stupid if we hang around here. So I figured if she was on the road with me for a while the only person she could touch would be me and if it decides to change again at least I’d survive it.” He watched the information slide across into Xavier and watched him nod as the sense of Logan’s plan drifted down to him.
“Yes, I can see where the sense of this lies Logan but what about her duties? She took on the role of an X-Man willingly are you sure she wants to leave them behind?” He knew the answer already, he just wanted to gauge Logan’s reaction to it. The rage that flew into his eyes was something Xavier had never seen before, it over took him so quickly he wondered for a second if he was safe here alone with him.
“She’s dying by degrees and you ask me whether I think she’s upto leaving it behind!! For Fuck’s Sake Xavier she nearly killed someone! I think that’s a fucking good indication of whether she’s ready to take a break! Has anyone actually bothered to see if she’s cried about Jean?! Has anyone even thought about the pain she’s been carrying since that little fucking snowcone broke up with her just because he couldn’t cop a feel! YES, she needs to get away from here and you’ll be fucking lucky if I ever bring her back!!”
A small half smile was resting on Xavier’s lips as he watched the anger slowly drain away from Logan, seeing him catch it’s ghost in his eyes and smile thinly too. “You son of a …”
“Logan!” Charles admonished him softly, understanding the depth of feeling he had for her, happy to let him take her away from here now he knew. “Yes I agree with you we have been a little lax with our care it’s just that there was so much to do and so many minds to help. Rogue seemed to be able to cope until I noticed her behaviour had begun to slide.” A small piece of guilt slid across his face and lodged in his grey eyes. “There’s a few phone call’s I’ll need to make but you should be able to leave late this afternoon. How is she?” Finally asking the one question Logan thought he’d know the answer to.
“She’s getting there but there’s one thing you can be sure of I’m not letting her out of my sight again. Wherever she is I’ll be there Charles, even if we do come back, I’ll be with her.” Making it clear that he was intent on keeping her that nobody was going to stand in his way on this, no matter what they thought about the difference in ages between them. Xavier nodded and understood exactly what he was getting at, his eyes resting on Scott who was sat in front of him. Logan nodded at Scott. “Any chance of making him strut round like a chicken for me before I leave?” Xavier tried to keep a straight face as he answered.
“No Logan and I won’t get Jubilee to braid your hair for you when you think you’re a six year old girl.” Seeing the humorous threat in his eyes Logan put his hands up and made for the door, turning to Xavier before he left.
“Thanks Charles, she needs you but she needs me more right now. We’ll be back I promise you that, just maybe not this year but we will be back.” Smiling Xavier nodded and let him leave before bringing Scott back round from his deep sleep, making the necessary phone calls when he’d left.

Marie ran back to her room to find Jubilee and Kitty sat on her bed eyes locked on the bathroom door which was still closed. Smiling she pulled Kitty’s hair, “Ow! Hey you’re out here! We thought you were….” Marie blushed as she knew exactly what they thought was happening behind that door. Jubilee looked disappointed as she noticed a dressed Rogue and a total lack of naked Logan.
“I thought you might have shared a little more naked Logan with us, that’s something I’ll be keeping for a Hallmark moment! Not that Kitty could take much more than what she saw in the rec room.” The wicked grin covering her friends face, making Marie realise how much she’d miss them both while she was on the road. Kitty answered her friends comment.
“Well you weren’t the one he vaulted over!” Remembering the close up view she got of the strong thighs and very aroused Logan that passed over her making her blush furiously.

Bending under her bed she pulled out a battered duffel and opened it in front of them both. Jubilee jumped to the wrong conclusion immediately. “Oh god your moving into his room aren’t you?! Don’t you think that’s a bit early Chica? Make him drool for after you for a while, we want to make sure his intentions are honourable to you.” Smiling as she packed her stuff she answered Jubilee.
“I’m not moving in with him, we’re going away for a while. He’s taking me to Alaska.” The quiet that filled the room unnerved her and made her look up. Kitty’s mouth was open and Jubilee had a huge grin spread across her face. “What?” Jubilee ran to her wardrobe and began to pull things out of it, throwing them on the floor and bed, her muffled cries finally stopped when she pulled out a small red box. Dusting it off she thrust it into her hands.
“Open it.” Putting down her clothes Marie took the small red box and began to open it. “Bobby asked me to get you something before everything kicked off with the soldiers. It’s been in there ever since and besides he never asked me if I ever got you anything so I think you might as well have it now you have someone to wear it for.” Inside was a green silk night-dress, the thin material heating quickly as her fingers brushed over the material. It was a woman’s item not a girls, the neckline deep and plunging. Simple in it’s construction it didn’t even carry a label to say who had made it, just perfect in it’s shape and fall. Tears sprang into her eyes and she reached out for Jubilee, the material protecting her friend from her skin as she held her. Kitty smiled as she watched them hug, a question popped out of her mouth as she thought out loud.
“How do you get round your skin?” Jubilee threw her a look to cut stone and Kitty winced and began to regret her brains usual trick of thinking out loud when Marie answered her.
“I don’t have to, I don’t hurt him anymore. His body kind of got used to me. He touched me down in the gym and it kind of stopped after a while, his body finally found a way to block my mutation.” Kitty smiled as she saw the truth finally sink into Rogue. “I can touch him Kitty, I can touch him.” Her smile was infectious and all of them were soon lost to hugs and cuddles through the green silk night-dress.

When they’d calmed down a little Kitty began helping Marie pack, picking up a pair of gloves and slipping them on to her hands. So Marie could carry on touching things, getting used to the sensations under her finger tips. Jubilee quickly did the same. “Oh guys you don’t have to,” noticing the gloves on her friends hands making her eyes glaze again with tears. Kitty faced her and saw the sparkle in her eyes.
“Yes we do, because you’re going to have to get used to not wearing them for a while. If you can touch Logan I don’t think he’ll want you to wear them never mind take any with you.”
“Well except for the leather pair,” Jubilee grinned as she spoke. “Well he does have a thing for leather if no-one’s noticed. I mean that ratty old jacket of his must be as old as him and he never lets it out of his sight. Besides anyone who can fill a uniform like him must be intimate with leather in all it’s forms believe me.” The thought of a Logan wearing nothing but leather made Kitty blush again and cough lightly.
“Well I have to agree with you he does kind of fill a uniform well.” Jubilee grinned widely as she thought about the file Kitty had on her laptop. Grabbing the item she saw Kitty’s face drop to the floor, “NO! Jubes you promised!” Seeing her two friends suddenly arguing over the laptop Marie wondered what else she’d excluded herself from. Bringing the offending item over to her Jubilee plopped down on the messy bed and opened it up.
“You can’t let her go without showing her what you’ve been upto you little perv, when people say it’s always the quiet ones that are the worst their right. Our little mouse here has been hacking into the security camera’s in the changing rooms. Including the lower levels.” The last part of the sentence made her hair stand up on end, Kitty might have seen her naked when she’d dressed in the locker room. Wondering if she’d seen her taking things out of Logan’s small cache and touch them to herself, his gloves especially. Squashing the thought down she calmly watched as the system booted up and Jubilee found the files she was looking for. “Have a look at this!”

On the small screen there were a few faces she recognised, Bobby being one of them. Slowly they all stripped off the leather uniforms they’d been training in and went naked into the showers. Kitty was blushing furiously as she watched the young men lather themselves clean and walk out completely unaware that someone was watching them. “This isn’t the juicy bit, this is just the preview!” Looking at the date on the file it was the week after they’d returned from Alkali Lake, the day that the boys had been put through their first day of training. The first day Logan had trained them before he’d left. Her eyes met Jubilee’s and she just nodded, “Yup honey, it’s the day the shit hit the fan, just watch will ya!” Returning her eyes to the screen she saw several of the naked young men get dressed and leave. Bobby was still drying off when Logan walked in. The screen zoomed in here and she knew that Kitty had been interested in this piece of the room. Logan was barely containing himself as the young man turned round to face him, the look of disgust was written all over his young features. “Logan.” Turning his back on him she could see the strain in Logan’s arms, keeping his blades sheathed.

Moving away quickly Logan went to his locker and began to strip the leather from his body, she could see his chest heaving with the effort of keeping himself under control. Bobby finished dressing and threw Logan a look, one that screamed his cockiness and self-assuredness. A half smile covering his young features as if he’d won a battle, bile rose in her throat as she realised what it had been over, her. Bobby was showing Logan in his own stupid boyish way that he had her and she didn’t want him. When nothing was further from the truth, she continued watching the screen to see Logan unsheathe his claws and shred the locker Bobby’s things were in.

Satisfied for the moment he continued to undress, peeling the leather away from his body. Until he was standing completely naked in the centre of the room, Kitty’s head had now joined them in watching the file. “See she can’t resist the draw of Wolvie!” Looking at Kitty’s eyes she saw the barely disguised lust inside them as she followed the form of Logan as he crossed the screen into the shower. They all watched in silence as each one of them wished they could have held the soap against the skin they could see being cleaned. Only Marie knowing exactly what it felt like under her hands, looking at Kitty as she saw the blush deepen into desire as Logan’s hand moved down his body. Jubilee nudged her to bring her back to the screen, “You don’t want to miss this bit Chica, believe me.” Bringing her eyes back to the screen she could see him pleasuring himself in the stream of warm water, making her groin flood with heat and her cheeks flush as she remembered the feel of him against her. Kitty and Jubilee’s breathing was almost stilled when the Logan on screen growled out Marie’s name, loud enough for the security camera’s to catch.

Jubilee just dug her in the ribs as they watched him dry off and get dressed, getting her attention again. “Kitty found this last month on one of her trawls through the security tapes. A little voyeur, if I’d known earlier we could’ve had so much more fun!” Kitty was blushing madly.
“I didn’t mean to pry Rogue, it’s just hearing you talk about him and everything, I just found the entry and decided to download it. Jubes caught me watching it one night.” Her eyes dropped away from hers, “I didn’t want to upset you with it, I knew how much he meant to you and I didn’t…” She left it open and they both knew what she meant. If she’d seen this earlier in the week she’d probably have hit her and smashed the laptop. Tears dropped from her eyes as she realised how much of a cold bitch she’d been to them both.
“I’m sorry Kitty, I’ve been such a bitch to you haven’t I?” Looking up at Jubilee as well, she saw her friends smile at her the warmth filling her heart. “To both of you. You’ve put up with me for so long and now I’m going off to god knows where for god knows how long and I’m feeling a little lost. Is it okay if I send you stuff as we go? Postcards and stuff, I’m sure we’ll have to go past some sort of civilisation eventually so I can post it to you.” Kitty launched herself at her, hugging her tight to her chest and laughing.
“Yeah I ‘d love it! One thing though,” Marie put her head up and looked into her friends laughing face.
“What?”
“Tell me what he feels like!” Jubilee howled in laughter as she pulled the other two with her onto the bed, the laptop closing on the sight of Logan leaving the changing room and winking directly at the camera in the corner of the room.

It took her nearly three hours to pack with the distractions of Kitty and Jubilee asking her questions about everything. How had they managed, what had happened to bring him home, where he’d been and how had he known to come home. The conversation about her first time had been the best though, even Jubilee had held her tongue as Marie tried to describe the feelings that were running through her when Logan’s skin had touched hers. The whole conversation about the length size and feel of one certain area of his anatomy had been almost embarrassing. But, if she could make love to him, she should be able to share the experience with them even if it was only through words. They didn’t hear Logan walk into the room until Kitty just made a strangled sound and bolted for the bathroom. “What’s gotten into her?” his voice calm and deep sending a shudder down their spines. Both of them turned round at the same time to see him stood there with his newly dried duffel dressed in his usual clothes covered by his leather jacket. Jubilee spoke first, “She’s still getting over the view she had of you earlier.” Logan cocked his head to one side still not understanding. “The small chair you vaulted over earlier in your rush to get this room? She was sat in it.”

The realisation went through him and she watched as his eyes widened and he dropped the duffel next to Maries. Going straight to the bathroom door he opened it to find Kitty sat on the floor, holding a towel to upto her mouth and biting on it. The room was filled with her scent, frustration filled the room and he knew exactly what was going on. Throwing a look at Marie he saw her smile and just nod at him, hearing Jubilee say “Oh Chica he’s not going to…”.

Leaving the door open Logan made his way to Kitty, seeing her flinch with each step he made toward her, the Wolverine inside him beginning to growl as he recognised prey behaviour when he saw it. Gently he took hold of her arms and lifted her up from the floor, pulling the towel out of her hands. “Kitty?” Her eyes widened with the sound of her name falling from his lips. “I’m sorry if I upset you earlier, I didn’t mean to give you such a shock. I didn’t know you were in the chair, my attention was somewhere else at the time.” Kitty couldn’t believe that she was alone with Logan in her bathroom, the same bathroom he’d been naked in earlier. Her skin flushed further and her scent deepened in the small space, seeing it reach him and watching his pupils widen as he understood it’s message. She was caught, like a rabbit in the headlights of a truck she just froze as Logan turned his head and shouted. “Marie come here a minute. I want you to watch something.” Kitty felt herself flinch as her brain did a quick calculation and came up with something that was on one hand very pleasant but on the other could end up very unpleasant.

Kitty saw Rogue appear in the doorway and was moved around so her back was to Rogue, Logan was facing her, he just nodded at Kitty. “She wants me.”
“Yes she does Logan, as long as I have probably.” She could see him work something out and Kitty began to squirm until he tightened his grip on her. His eyes boring down into hers until she stilled again, “That’s better.”
“Mall rat, come here, now.” His tone deep not allowing for refusal. Kitty tried to get away again and Logan whispered in her ear, “Try that again and I’ll put you over my knee.” The image of her being so close to certain areas of Logan’s anatomy stilled her quickly. Jubilee popped her head around the doorframe. “She ever had a boyfriend?” Jubilee shook her head. “Ever been touched by anyone?” Jubilee gave it some thought and answered.
“Nope complete blank here Wolvie. Not even danced with anyone yet. Our Kit-Kat always manages to disappear when the guys get interesting.” Jubilee’s own eyes twinkling with mischief, she never avoided the attention that Kitty managed to.

Looking into the furiously blushing Kitty, he could feel her emotions struggling to be kept under control. Flicking his gaze to Marie, Logan saw her smile and nod quickly as she understood what he was trying to do for her friend. Taking hold of Jubilee she pulled her away from the doorframe and grabbed the door pulling it closed. He’d gotten his permission from her, they’d both supported her while he’d been away and had helped her to retain the core of herself, to keep Marie alive. He could pay her back this way and help her grow up some, she was a wallflower but she didn’t want to be if her scent was anything to go by.

Kitty was beside herself when she realised the door had closed trapping her with Logan, the Logan she’d seen naked more times on screen than she was willing to admit to. The Logan she'd felt attracted to the moment she’d seen him but had known that his heart had been caught by Rogue. So she’d kept it secret to herself until she’d been caught by Jube’s watching her little montage of clips of him. Kitty was glad Jubes had shown her the other file and not her clip file, that would have been too much to bear. Trying to focus on something else she began to recite prime numbers in her head, anything to distract her from the man in front of her.

Looking at the young woman in front of him Logan could hear her heartbeat, sense her arousal at just being near him and it made him smile. Shrugging his coat off he let it fall to the floor, keeping one hand on her at all times. The shirt was next and he heard her breath stop in her throat, she’d closed her eyes to him and he smiled. She was trying so hard not to feel him there, not to see him there but her senses were working against her and he could feel her skin goosing. Dropping his shirt with his jacket he heard the conversation outside the door reach him.
“Your not jealous?”
“No.”
“Why not, if it was me I’d be insane by now!”
“That’s because you’re not going to be spending the rest of your life with him. I am.” With that he heard the room door close and lock, she really was amazing, his Marie.

Kitty was almost burning with desire now, she was so close to getting to touch him but she couldn’t, she just couldn’t move her arms or even remember to breathe. She felt his hands run over her arms and up toward her neck, making her flinch with the heat from his hands. Whimpering as she felt him touch her cheeks with his hands, knowing he was so close to her. Her instincts screaming at her to touch him, to hold him but fear held her still, terrified of moving making her vulnerable.

She was so vulnerable, so easily hurt, so much more fragile than she ever let anyone see. Jubilee was the strong one, the one with the balls to shout at the world and make it accept her. Kitty was one that would be lost in it, crushed by it if she wasn’t here and even then she could so easily slip away if no-one was watching. She needed so much but no one even looked her way to see it. Well he’d soon solve that, bringing his hands upto her face he felt her body trembling like a small deer under the wolf and he suppressed a growl as he brought his lips gently to hers.

A first kiss is never what you believe it’s going to be, it’s never the best kiss of your life but it helps you to define what you want. The lips that touched hers were soft and warm, his own particular scent reached her nose and she breathed him in. The warm spicy scent reaching down past her thinking brain and straight into her instincts, flicking all the switches open. Her hands freed from the fear that kept them still she gently put them on his waist as she felt the lips leave hers. Inside she screamed ‘NO!’ they couldn’t leave her now and her eyes snapped open to find his face still next to hers, his hazel eyes burning into her own blue. “That’s better I can see you.” The words rumbled through her, they were whispered but they seemed to fill the entire world.

Moving his hands from her face he grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands up his body seeing her eyes widen as he pushed her palms over his flesh. “One chance Kitty, don’t waste it.” Releasing her wrists he smiled as she allowed herself to touch him, knowing that this was a one time offer and would never be repeated, so she’d better make the most of it. Feeling the heat under her hands made her own deepen in one particular area of her body and she recalled the conversation they’d had earlier with Rogue. What he’d felt like against her, inside her and here she was with her hands on him. She could feel blood pulling away from her stomach and pooling somewhere else, somewhere lower and as she moved her jean clad legs she felt herself pulse with it. She was still wearing gloves and realising quickly she took them off so she could feel him better. Removing her hands she pulled at the material and watched as Logan shed the last shirt, her hands frozen as her eyes watched his muscles move. She’d watched them before but never this close and the pulse between her legs deepened in its intensity and she shifted to make the pleasure increase.

He could smell her now, she was almost there and all he’d done was take off his last shirt. She really was as innocent as he’d been told but she wouldn’t be for long. Bringing her hands back to his skin he felt her move her legs together, knowing that she was feeling the spikes of pleasure going through her. Seeing them pass her eyes as she tried to keep them silent, growling he bent back to her lips and pushed his own thigh between hers. Bringing her onto him and feeling her relax at last against him, one hand on her back and neck the other on her ass as he pushed her hips forward into his thigh. Smiling as he felt her breath hitch as the pleasure went through her, taking advantage of the space her mouth had given him and filling it with himself.

Her mind was all over the place, she wanted to get on her knees and open those jeans but her rational mind screamed away from the thought. She couldn’t do that, she shouldn’t do that, everything was silenced when he brought her hands to his skin and left her there. Her hands were wired directly to her groin as she moved them over the huge muscled chest in front of her. Shifting her legs together she didn’t notice his own leg until she was already half on it and he was kissing her again. Hearing his growl fill her, feeling his hand grab her ass and pull her tight on him so her own thigh brushed against his own burgeoning erection made her gasp. The mixture of the pleasure and the grip he had on her freeing her body to react in the way it had always wanted to but had had no one willing to be with.
Her fingers gripped his back as Logan kissed her, feeling him guide her head being gentle with her when she knew from his body he didn’t really want to be. Pulling her onto him again, making the pleasure spike in her centre and spread out across her body. A moan finding its way out of her mouth and into his, making him growl into her, feeling herself freefall into the sound and the emotions it opened in her. This was her only chance and she’d make the most of it.

The Wolverine was beside itself with glee, he had two, two of them! Maybe the other would like him too? Logan quelled it with a glance, pushing the animal down inside he growled into her as he pulled her onto him, grinding her against him. Guiding her head so she could relax into the kiss, feeling her move against him as she got the clue. Moaning into him, she freed the wolverine inside him quicker than anyone ever had and he struggled to keep it in check as she moved on him. Sliding his hand up the back of her shirt he felt her skin pucker as he touched it, bringing his hand around to the front. Grabbing hold of her breast as she moved against him, no longer needing his support, her own hands gripping his back as her hips bucked against his thigh. Each movement making his own erection harder and harder making him wish she was naked under him. Pinching her nipple tight between his fingers he rolled it as his hand wound around her breast. Feeling her hand slip off his shoulder and down his chest, making his stomach tighten as he knew where she was heading. She was making up for lost time and making sure she’d have something to remember.

Senses reeling she felt her body move against him, she knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. Instinct had her in its teeth and she was just following it, no matter where it took her. Feeling his hand move up her shirt, come round to grip her tender breast, fingers gripping the sensitive nipple and roll it between them. Sending a surge through her body, knowing she wanted to feel him under her hand, to feel his length pulse under her. Dropping her hand over his chest she felt him flinch as he worked out where she was going and he tweaked her nipple hard. Breaking her lips away from his she found his eyes, they were so dark, so hungry as she touched him through the denim. Her voice so quiet as she spoke his name, “Logan.”

Her voice was so soft and her eyes so trusting he almost lost everything he had right there when she said his name. Her hand had him and she was rubbing her palm across him, all her reserves gone she was doing what she’d wanted to do for years. Fighting to keep himself from going over he released her breast and brought his hands onto Kitty’s hips, pulling her to him. “Come for me Kitty. Come with me.”

Her eyes glazed as he pulled her to him, hearing him say her name, telling her what he wanted. Gripping his thigh tightly she ground herself against him, letting the pleasure build in her. Forcing her hand between her leg and his so she could rub against him, making him come with her. Feeling herself speed up with the pressure he was forcing on her, knowing she couldn’t hold out much longer. Bringing his head to hers catching his lips as the first wave of pleasure rode over her, tensing her back as the pleasure rode through her nerves. Blinding her with it’s intensity, Logan still moving her on him, her own hand feeling the first pulses of his own climax strengthening hers. Tearing her lips away she looked into his eyes as she felt the full force of it hit her and felt Logan hold her still. Gently grinding himself against her hand and seeing him grunt as he came, keeping his mouth tight shut but showing his teeth to her.

Breathing finally returned to her as the feelings subsided, her position finally coming clear to her as she felt him twitch under her palm. A blush beginning from her boots and rising quickly through her. Seeing it cross her skin Logan pulled her back into a kiss full of tenderness and caring. His eyes still full of heat, “Now you know what I feel like.” The words echoing her question of earlier, the one he must have heard. She blushed even more and tried to get out of his grip. “Where are you going?” Logan held onto her and pulled her back onto him, making a secondary wave go through her. “Your not done learning yet and Marie’d never let me get away with half a job. That is if you want to, it’s your choice Kitty but it’s the only one you’ll ever get.”
He let her arms go and waited for her to make up her mind, seeing her wrestle with the guilt of doing this but knowing it was the only chance she’d ever get to have him. Rogue would probably come back married, she’d be gone to college and everything it would entail. She met his gaze a little unsure but she met it square on.
“Show me.” Logan smiled and reached for the top drawer in the cabinet and winked at her, feeling her body flush as she knew what was coming. She’d heard about it earlier now she was going to feel it too.

Logan stilled his hand and pulled her to him hips first, making her hiss with the pressure she already felt growing at her groin. “Ever seen a man naked Kitty? One that’s not on a computer screen?” Her eyes widened as the statement went across her, he knew! Kitty felt everything go cold inside her and she felt fear rising in her, something Logan picked up on immediately. “I can hear things very very well Kitty and when your busy tapping on a laptop anyone can come up behind you and see what you’re hacking into.” Logan winked at her and pulled her face closer to his, whispering now. “I mean if you’re going to look at me naked you might as well do it in the flesh.” Her voice tried to speak but she found her throat had closed and all she could do was squeak. Smiling he quickly brought her lips to his, forcing her lips open with his tongue. Hearing her throat rumble with the feeling, freeing up her vocal chords, quickly learning to follow and chase the expert muscle in her mouth. Breaking away from her lips Logan waited for her to speak, “When did you do that? When did you know?” He quirked an eyebrow at her question, “The computer I mean?”
“After Liberty Island, you were in the library by yourself. I wondered why you weren’t with everyone else, now I know why. You’re afraid of them, you don’t think you match up to them.”

Kitty felt as if her heart was going to explode, he’d seen her and noticed her even if it had been for a moment. He knew why she’d hidden away from them, that they scared her with all their confidence and ability. She was a geek, a nerd, a computer just waiting for the right user but she didn’t want to be. She wanted to have the confidence of Jubilee, the drop dead gorgeous hair that Rogue had, the air of grace that Dr.Grey had had, the seeming goddess like calm that Storm had.
What did she have? A body that was too tall, too gangly, hands that were long and too thin, a body that had yet to develop properly or so it seemed. She was always the last to do anything, taste anything, play anything and she’d hidden in the background until he’d come into the School.

The first day he’d walked into their physics lesson with the professor she’d almost swallowed her tongue. Having forgotten her bag she’d had to go back for it and ended up phasing through the door she was so nervous to get out. Since that time she’d always tried to see him at least once a day, to allow herself the dream of touching him. When he went away she’d helped Rogue cry herself to sleep, never telling her how she felt that she knew he’d come back for her. Even through the past six months she’d known he’d come home because that’s where his heart was, in Rogue.

So she’d just quelled everything she’d felt and pushed herself into her class work, making herself top of each class and having a scholarship because of it to Harvard. But now she was here alone with the one thing she’d wanted for so long she didn’t know what to say or how to react. He’d found her out and he was doing this out of pity for her, for her being so kind to Rogue while he was away. The thought burned in her, she was a pity case, no one wanted her so he’d give her something to remember something to dream for, something she could never have. Anger spiked in her stomach and she pushed herself away from Logan, her voice found and angry. “Don’t pity me Logan, if that’s what this is I don’t want it.” She found his eyes and saw the confusion settle in their depths for a second before it cleared.
“You think I’m here because of pity?” She just nodded unable to look him in the eye in case she was right. She felt the growl rumble through him as he grabbed her tightly and forced her to look at him, his eyes were blazing as he spoke to her, each word hammering home to her. “I wouldn’t do that to you Kitty, you’re a beautiful young woman, any man would give his right arm to be where I am right now. Besides you want this don’t you? Who do you think I was winking at every time I left the locker room? There was only one person I knew of who watched those tapes. You.” She could see the hurt she’d caused by her words and she wished she could take them back but it had been said.

“I guess I screwed it up again.” Kitty backed off a little and felt Logan let go of her arms. He wasn’t going to make her it was her decision and she could see the disappointment run through him as she went to the door. Her heart was in pieces and the despair was literally dropping off her, Logan could see the pain in her and he couldn’t leave it like this. Letting her think that she was less than anyone else in the world, hell he’d wanted her when he’d found out who had been watching him. Listening to their conversation earlier as he’d passed their room he’d heard the need in her voice, especially when she’d asked what he’d felt like. She could touch but she never had, and if the mall rat was to be believed she’d never touched anyone.

“Fuck it,” he just spun her back to him and pushed her against the door, burying his mouth in hers. Hand on her breast and one at the top of her jeans rubbing her roughly, breaking away for a second he saw her dazed look and the fire that was inside them. “Does this feel like pity?” Taking hold of her hand he pressed it against his erection, “Think there’s many that can get this reaction out of me so quickly?” Kitty shook her head, “Good because you’d be right, there’s only one other.” Moving her hand, he pressed into her, opening her legs so he could fit between them, pressing himself home. Feeling her body buck against him, telling him what her body wanted from him. “Well?” The question was there for her to answer, her body was telling him what it wanted, but it was her mind that mattered. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes like small diamonds as the wave of emotion finally broke inside. She just nodded into his neck, whispering his name into the skin she found there, her mouth already tasting the salt of him.
“Yes, Logan please.” The Wolverine howled and he bucked fiercely against her, hearing her moan as the growls he’d been suppressing came out. His voice rough and deepened by want, “Top Drawer NOW!” He dropped her to the floor and Kitty felt her legs almost give out as her hands fluttered to the cabinet. She could hear Logan stripping his trousers behind her and her heart was in her mouth. Her nerves were lost and a strange anticipation and excitement were there instead of the fear she thought she’d feel.

Turning back round Logan was naked. She almost died right there, he was perfect. Running her eyes up his body from the tiled floor, she took in everything he was. From the large solid feet to his strong calves taking in his balanced knees and onto his magnificent thighs. The muscle shifting as she ran her gaze over them, following the seam of muscle to his groin and the large powerful erection she’d been feeling through the denim of his trousers. Now freed it moved as her gaze wrapped around it, taking in every single detail before she moved her gaze upward to his stomach hardened by fighting and work. Listening to his rising growl as her gaze continued upward, resting on his chest for a moment before taking in his thick neck and the face that sat above everything. As she met his gaze her heart jumped a beat, she could see Wolverine, he was riding so close to the surface she could see him twitching under his skin, as if he was wearing Logan like a blanket. Stilled by his gaze she saw him move forward into her.

She was wearing too much, taking hold of the t-shirt he just ripped it apart and took it from her body, eyes locked onto his, perfect trust shining out at him. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and he quickly latched onto a pale pink breast, his hands working on the jeans she was wearing. Snapped out of her stillness she helped and quickly shed the tight denim, flooding the room with her scent. Logan reacted to it and bit her lightly as he tried to calm down a little, Kitty understanding why he’d stopped, her hands just resting on his back. Listening to his voice as he spoke into her skin, “I WANT you Kitty.” Lifting his head from her breast, he helped her step out of the jeans that were pooled on the floor. Seeing her white cotton underwear he smiled and slid down her body until his face was in front of her scent, in front of her sex. “You smell so good,” gripping her hips so she couldn’t move he licked her through the thin barrier. Feeling her hands grip his hair lightly as he nuzzled her through the fabric, filling himself with her musk, the sweetness of her body. Finally recognising why he needed her so badly, she was ready to conceive, her scent had the deep undernote he’d come to recognise over the years.

Pulling the final garment away slowly from her checking she was still willing, eyes meeting hers and seeing them glazed with need. Blowing gently on her as she stepped out of her remaining clothing, feeling her breath hitch as his lips touched her for the first time. Using his hands he spread her skin softly so he had better access to her, laying gentle kisses on her at first getting her used to the touch of his mouth. Listening to her breath as it sped up almost smiling to himself as her hips bucked forward on their own, her instincts forcing the issue. Plunging his tongue inside her sweet folds and hearing her breath stop as he lapped at her. Taking one hand, he found the one that held the small foil packet and took it from her. Letting go of her hips entirely he quickly tore the small packet open and rolled the condom down himself. Shifting away from her to check he was ready and feeling her slick folds he knew she was about as ready as she could be. Running his tongue up her skin as he made his way back to her face, back to the flushed skin that covered her body. Feeling the tension mounting in her, it wouldn’t take much to bring her over again, guiding her mouth to his he slicked two fingers and gently eased them into her.

This was too much, her every thought of how it would feel was destroyed ripped apart by the truth of it. Nothing could hold a candle to this, there was nothing you could compare it to there was only this and the feelings he was creating in her and on her. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t going to be permanent all that mattered was that she was being touched, being explored, having someone with her, someone who wanted her. As she shed her underwear her heart had skipped a beat when she felt his lips against her, so often she’d thought about it, how it would feel.
Her imagination wasn’t upto the challenge of the reality, it was all she could do to breathe. When his eyes met hers she thought she’d faint with the strength of his gaze, he wanted to eat her alive. The thought opened an old fairy tale in her head, the real little red riding hood, where the wolf wins. She was red riding hood and Logan her wolf, as he worked his way back up her body she knew he was ready for her. She just hoped she was ready for him, when she felt something slide inside her, the tension that had been building inside broke and she felt herself shudder as her orgasm went through her. “L-l-logan!” Her voice high and reedy as it passed through her, his mouth closing on hers as his fingers stretched her wider, feeling her body writhe against him. Hands locked in his hair pulling tightly, feeling him growl into her throat. His fingers sliding out slowly making her feel empty, eyes meeting his and seeing a hunger in them that filled her with a delicious fear. Releasing her mouth for a moment he shifted her so he was supporting her, pulling her legs around his waist so she was resting above him. Hearing his voice reach her through the fog of want that filled her, “You want this, you ready? Kitty answer me.” Finding his eyes, seeing he needed her so much but he’d stop if she asked him to but she didn’t want him to stop now. Nodding furiously she answered “yes, now Logan please. I want you.” Permission given he put her against the wall, supporting her weight better, so he could control his entry into her.

“This may hurt,” his words didn’t register as he entered her, the feel of him sliding into her body removing everything else but the sensation. Feeling her body shift down to meet him, legs pulling him tight into her, long strong thighs holding onto him as her body reacted. The slight tearing sensation drowned in the pleasure of being filled so completely, the stimulation too much for her body to cope with and shutting down for a moment.
She came to with Logan supporting her still, frozen in place. Seeing her head move Logan shifted his gaze into hers, “You okay?” Still not able to speak yet she just nodded. “I’m going to move now,” slowly he shifted against her body and Kitty felt herself stretch further. Voice found she cried out against his skin.
“Oh God! Logan, please, faster please!” Smiling at her words he increased his pace a little making her grab hold of his shoulders as he moved against her.

She was so tight, her legs were strong and pulled her light body down onto him. She knew what she wanted and he’d give it to her until she’d had enough. Seeing her fade out for a moment when he entered her almost made him come right there and then. She was so fragile but she had a strength to her too, underneath she was feral a predator like him. When he’d told her he was going to move and started to she’d told him to go faster, making him smile. If she wanted her first time like this he’d give it to her, it wouldn’t last long but it’d be damn good. Feeling her nails dig into his shoulders he dropped his mouth to hers and plundered her.

It wasn’t enough, inside she knew what she needed and it wasn’t this, she wanted more. Opening her mind to the feelings she’d hidden she let them free, allowing them to rise through her and into him. Biting the tongue that was in her mouth and grinding her hips against him as he thrust into her, showing him she wanted more. Growling herself as the need overtook her mind, curling her fingers into claws, mimicking his own and dragging them across his shoulders. Feeling him rise to her challenge.

Fuck she was good! He felt her shift from passive to aggressor, no longer content with being the passenger she wanted to drive and floored the pedal. Fine, if that’s what she wanted she’d get it! Pushing harshly into her, making each thrust a little deeper a little harder seeing her face erupt into joy as he pushed her. Feeling the first tremors of her orgasm ripple along his length, feeling her thighs tighten as she fought to follow the sensations. Kicking it up a gear he growled into her neck and bit the soft sensitive skin there, hearing her cry out as the wave broke. Her pulses taking him with her, grabbing her hips tight as he came hard inside her. Showing her his heat as his eyes met hers, seeing the fire in her burning through her skin and lodging in her soul.

Feeling him shift into a better rhythm, a harder one, a faster one Kitty pulled him into her. Raking him as she felt herself coming apart at the seams, everything bunching together to fly apart around his erection buried deep inside her. Feeling his teeth sink into her skin sent her over the edge of the peak, hearing herself cry out as she was lost to the intensity of the feelings going through her. Feeling her body writhe against him lodged deep inside her, gripping him so tightly and feeling him release inside her, hands holding her steady as he buried himself deep. Opening her eyes she saw the Wolverine’s heat lodged in his eyes and saw it reflected in her own heart. He’d been her first, the one she’d wanted, the one she’d denied herself, the one she’d always carry with her no matter where she ended up. He’d taken her and every other would have to match it. Whether it was a blessing or a curse she wouldn’t know until she found someone she wanted to be with.

Still locked around him she began to relax quickly becoming boneless in his arms, he didn’t pull free of her she still gripped him. Her breath was shallow but even and sweet and Logan kissed her again, seeing her senses recover a little and her eyes focus better on him. “Kitty? I have to move so relax.” She nodded and closed her eyes to concentrate on her single set of muscles that weren’t ready to let go yet. Slowly she released him and he could slip out of her, making sure the condom he was wearing was still in place. Smiling he quickly removed it and dropped it in the small bin, seeing Kitty’s eyes follow its path. When she looked back at him still hungry and looked back behind him at the cabinet and the top drawer. Her voice was husky and cracked when she spoke. “One chance?” Holding her tight to him, licking her chest he nodded to answer her, taking a nipple in his mouth and biting it gently. Listening to her intake of breath as he did so.
“Uh-huh, one shot deal Kitty. Once that door opens I’m gone and off the menu for life.” He could hear her mind working this out before she answered.
“Rogue, she knew what you’d do?” Logan busied himself with her other breast as he nodded. “She doesn’t care?” Lifting his head to look at her he answered.
“Course she cares, just that it’s something you need. Someone you want, would you rather it be Bobby or another ‘boy’?” He put the emphasis on the word ‘boy’ as if it was an insult, “I can show you what it feels like to be loved by a MAN, not a boy.” His hand crept up to her and slid a finger inside her opening, watching her rise with it, “See the difference?” Kitty just nodded as she felt him inside her, “Now you ready to stop?” Withdrawing his finger from her and seeing the disappointment fill her face, finding voice she answered him.
“Fuck no!” Surprised by her own choice of words she blushed at his smile that shone across his features with her answer.
“Good, a man should never finish till your satisfied Kitty remember that. Only boys think of themselves first, a man thinks about you and himself.”

Unwrapping her legs from his waist he slid her back down so her feet were on the tile, steadying her while the blood returned to her legs. Turning his back on her for a moment he pulled out a couple more silver packets and put them on the bathside. Seeing Kitty’s eyes widen he realised, she didn’t know about his stamina. Turning back to her he buried his head in her neck and whispered. “Longest I’ve ever been is four days on the trot, even then it was only a rest for food. Not got as long today Kitty but a good hour should be enough, you’ve got to walk tomorrow.” Seeing it spelled out plain in front of her she no longer felt guilty for her pleasure here with him. Rogue had him for the rest of her life, she had an hour and she’d make the best use of it she could with his help.

Jubilee was sitting with Rogue in the large common room when Dr McCoy came in with the paperwork in hand, seeing them together he went over and gave her the good news. “Ah Rogue there you are, you’ll be pleased to know that Logan is entirely healthy. Although he has some very interesting antibodies so I’m culturing them now, he even has a smallpox antibody in his blood so I’m sure his blood will give up some very interesting vaccines. But yes your completely safe.” Taking a look round at the room he tried to find Logan to share the news with him but drew a blank. “Where is Logan by the way Rogue?” Jubilee answered for her.
“Probably making Kitty wish she could stop time right now.” Rogue gave her a smile and a punch in the arm as the information went into Dr McCoy. He looked at Rogue and then followed the thread of Jubilee’s comment.
“You mean he’s with Kitty?” Rogue nodded and smiled. “But I thought he was with you.” Confusion settling on the Doctors features.
“He is.”
“But Jubilee just said he was with Kitty.”
“He is.”
“Don’t you find that a little upsetting?” Rogue looked at Jubilee who was grinning madly at her and him.
“That’s what I keep asking her but she just says ‘No he’ll always be mine’.” Rogue looked at her friend with mock horror and laughed at her.
“Yes he will be Jube’s! He’s just doing something for me right now, something I should have noticed a while ago and since we’re leaving for a while and Kitty’ll probably be gone when we get back. She’s going to Harvard on the scholarship and seeing as all the men there are a bit wimpy, we just thought she ought to know what a real one feels like before she went.” Dr McCoy just looked at the pair of them and decided to leave them to it, if what was happening upstairs was with Rogues approval then who was he to judge.
“Okay Rogue but you’ve both got a clean bill of health and no problems. I’ll be working on the other problem when we have time in the research lab, we might have an answer for you when you get back. Enjoy Alaska.” With that he walked away leaving Jubilee bursting with questions which she decided to meet head on.
“Before you start, yes we did go bareback and I’ve just spent the last couple of hours worrying about it so don’t go there.” Seeing her friends face finally relaxing after finding out she was okay, even better than that Logan was okay.

“Okay, what’s ‘the other problem’?”
“It’s Logan, if his body has found a way to combat my mutation, maybe its something in his blood like an antibody. If so they can immunise everyone here.” The thought of getting an anti-Rogue shot made Jubilee giggle.
“Chica you’d be a Pure Virus then honey!” Laughing together they didn’t notice Bobby and few others come into the rec room, making their way over to them both. Flopping down in the chairs opposite they watched the two girls laughing until they noticed they were there and stopped.

Rogue pointedly avoided Bobby’s stare, while Jubilee encouraged several stares of her own. The war of silence didn’t last long as a brand new camper drove up the driveway and parked outside the main windows. Cyclops got out and locked the door throwing a look inside the main room, finding Rogue he made for the patio doors. Jubilee shot her a look and then bolted for their room. If Cyclops wanted to talk to Rogue he wanted to talk to Logan and he’d come and find him, the last thing they all needed was a dead Cyclops. “I’ll go give them the heads up, you stall fearless leader!” Rogue pushed up out of the sofa and met Cyclops before he had the chance to come in.
“Hello Rogue, where’s Logan I need to tell him a few things about the transport your taking. I don’t know if he’s ever driven something like this before, I almost ditched the damn thing just bringing it up here.” Rogue smiled and wrapped her arm around his and walked him over to the new camper.
“So tell me, I can drive too and I’m sure Logan won’t want to drive all the time we’re away. So why not show me?” Smiling she hoped Cyclops would take the bait and almost whooped for joy when he did.
“Well yes you did pass your test with flying colours Rogue but there are several things you need to know, so you’ll have to spend a bit of time practising.”
“I’m sure he won’t mind, I bet he’s just napping somewhere or being grouchy at someone. You know how he likes to spread the joy around when he’s here.” Seeing Cyclops smile as he opened the door of the camper.
“You can say that again.”

Jubilee was almost there when she saw Bobby and Peter about to knock on her door, knowing they must have sprinted up here to get here first. Her voice loud and clear as she hailed them both. “Hey guys what do you want?” Seeing Bobby turn to face her and the odd look he had on his face, almost disappointed to see her he struggled for a reason to be there.
“We’re looking for Kitty, she said she’d help us with our revision.” Jubilee smiled a totally predatory grin that they should have learned to fear by now. “Yeah? She’s probably down in the library waiting for you, you know how she looks forward to being sat next to two hunks of manhood like yourselves.” Making sure her voice carried through the door, to the ears she knew could hear her through two sets of walls and doors. “Come on lets go find her. I want to see what else she’s downloaded for me, I asked her to find me some mutant Porn. Wonder if she’s found any?”

Perking Peter’s interest Jubilee grabbed them both and pulled them back down the hallway, away from danger. Smiling to herself as she realised that Wolvie owed her big time and wondered if she could get something out of him when he got back. Flashing a smile at Peter she caught the daggers coming from Bobby and ignored them, he should be glad he’s still alive. If he’d knocked on that door they’d have an ice sculpture by now. Hoping that Kitty would be able to speak later when she had the chance and wasn’t fully occupied right now.

Logan had just turned the shower on when he heard the two sets of footsteps stop outside the door, moving Kitty aside he walked to the bathroom door to listen better. Two voices, one he recognised, Snowcone! Wolverine growled as he heard the rustle of clothing as someone was trying to find a key, then he heard her. Jubilee, her voice broadcasting loud and clear knowing exactly how loud she was being but this time for his benefit. Listening as she removed the two interlopers and took them on a fruitless search for Kitty. Flicking his gaze to Kitty he could see her hands waving in the warm water coming from the wall. Her eyes closed and focussing on the pleasure of the water, seeing her step into the warm rain trying to see the mouse girl he’d walked in on earlier and failing. She was awake now, she even moved with more confidence, not overly so just a little more definite in her movements. No longer second guessing herself with every tiny action, trusting herself to act in the right way first time.

Rechecking the locked door Logan climbed in behind, hands wrapping around her breasts and squeezing them gently. Feeling Kitty push back against him, moving her body against the solid warmth behind her. Just doing what she wanted to, allowing his hands free reign over her slick skin. Smiling Logan whispered in her ear, “How many times have you watched me Kitty?” Her own hands moving over his thick thighs, moving ever closer to his groin, her movements still a little unsure. She didn’t answer him and he bit her neck gently and growled, releasing her skin he gripped her tight, “Answer me!” He felt the shudder go through her, the spike of pleasure as he took control of her hands. Her voice quavering a little, “Since you first came here, since the Professors office.” That was the first day he’d woken up here, unsure of what was going on, who or what he was and where he fitted in this motley band of freaks and weirdo’s. Nodding into her skin he brought her hands up nearer his groin, feeling her breath deepen. “See what happens when you answer me?” Kitty nodded enjoying this game, feeling Logan’s tongue run along the sensitive skin at her neck. “How old are you Kitty?” She didn’t need persuading this time.
“Twenty.”
“Twenty and you’ve never had a mans hands on you?” Kitty shook her head making water fly off in different directions, as Logan moved her hands closer to her goal. “Why?” He felt her hands stiffen slightly and he brought his lips to her neck and suckled the flesh there until her hands relaxed again, “Answer me Kitty.” Dragging his teeth across her skin, using the sharp canines to mark her, feeling her melt into the touch.
“No one ever wanted me.” The sentence was full of hurt and he could feel her emotions battling for supremacy underneath. Pulling both hands he placed her hands on him, letting her delicate fingers explore him. Hearing her breathing steady again as she felt him, dragging her touch across his sensitised skin making him hard instantly. Dropping his lips to her ear Logan moved his own hand between her thighs and slid two fingers inside her. Feeling her buck into the pleasure and comfort they gave whispering as she moved, “I WANT YOU.” Voice coming from deep inside, The Wolverine speaking its need to her. “I want to fuck you Kitty, I want to see you come so hard you pass out on me. When you do I’ll fuck you till you come round and start again.” Feeling her hand grip him tight as he told her making him pulse in her palm, she was getting slicker, tighter, hotter as his fingers worked her. “You want that?” Kitty just nodded, growling Logan bit her hard this time, making her shout, stilling her hand for a second on him. Listening to his growl, feeling the rumble of it go through his chest and into her body, his words muffled but understandable, “Answer me godammit or I let you go, ANSWER ME!” Pulling her into his body hard, making her feel the rock hard erection in her back. He could smell tears but she wasn’t upset, it was release, release from all the pent up emotion she had inside. All the images of herself being destroyed as the tears fell, her voice clear and loud, her grip almost painful on him.
“YES! I want you to fuck me.” Releasing her quickly turning her round and lifting her in one swift movement, pushing a condom in her hand.
“Do it!”

He was barely holding it together inside him Wolverine had found his match, the light that was shining from her was almost blinding. She needed so much, was so hungry he wondered if he’d have anything left for Marie later.

Drawing a breath as he felt the slide of the condom over his skin, quickly checking it was snug he brought Kitty’s lips to his. Feeling the pure carnality of her just simmering under the surface of her skin it was always the quiet ones. The ones who simmered just under the surface, the ones who could say it all in one glance. Her hands roved over his skin as he lifted her up and slid into her body, feeling her grunt as he pushed inside her tightness. Breaking the kiss he found her own animal rising to sit behind her eyes, leaning herself back in his grip so he could go deeper. An idea flashed across his mind and he pulled her upright, holding her close as he laid her body on the warm enamel of the bath. Pushing her back against the far end so he was laid on top of her but supporting his weight on the sides of the bath. Using his arms to keep him steady on the slippery surface of it, seeing Kitty brace her legs against the sides of it to match him. She learned fast.

Looking at her soft body underneath him Logan began to fuck her, no softness, no whispered tenderness of lovers, just sex, hot deep and primal. Seeing the flush of pleasure rise through her skin as they met each other, her eyes boring into him, her lips open and wet as she tried to keep up with the onslaught in and on her body. Watching every muscle move as he fucked her hard, knowing she’d wanted this for so long. The nights she’d thought about trying to pluck up enough courage to even talk to him never mind touch him in the ways she’d wanted to.

That was then and this was now, her mind imprinting everything it could, the slide of the enamel against her skin. The rough warmth of his body, the wonderful spikes of pleasure that erupted from her body everytime he moved on her. The look of pure desire for her lodged deep in his eyes, seeing the other side of Wolverine, the one Rogue had known about instinctually. Feeling his movements tense as his pupils widened, he was close and so was she, trusting her instincts she moved her hips up, being rewarded by the spreading bliss of her orgasm as it went through her. Feeling herself clench tight on Logan, her breath stilled as he still thrusted against her, pulling more pleasure from him by the friction he was causing inside her. Seeing his head come down to her chest and take hold of her breast and bite, his tongue wrapping around her sensitive nipple making her peak again.
Her hands gripping the sides of the bath, knuckles white, his own large hand covering hers, eyes locked together as he came inside her. Still moving against her body, forcing more and more pleasure from her nerves until it became painful. Seeing it bloom in her eyes and taking it away by sucking hard on her breast, flicking the hardened nub with his tongue. Pulling out of her body quickly replacing himself with fingers, his thumb working her clit and watching the aftershocks go through her. Feeling her grip his fingers, releasing her breast seeing the deep red ring around it caused by his mouth. Hearing him remove the condom and watching him unwrap another, eyes pinning her still as he quickly recovered.

Grabbing her neck pulling her bodily upward her skin still singing from the last peak. Standing in the bath he shut off the water and turned her so her back was facing him, still fingering her he began to bend her forward. Feeling her resistance he spoke, “Trust me, you’ll like it.” Placing her hands on the rail that was on the side of the wall to help you out of the bath he pushed into her, his own emotions getting too much to bear. “Fuck Kitty you’re so fucking tight.” Her body was singing with pleasure, she couldn’t do anything but move back against the body that was supporting her. If she let go she’d fall and inside she doubted if she’d ever be able to get up again. Feeling Logan’s breath on her back as he covered her, one of his own hands covering hers, keeping her there the other playing with her clit. Things were beginning to grey at the edges as she felt the first thrusts of his body against hers, her sex a little sore but still hungry.

Clamping herself round him as she felt the room spin as she peaked again, feeling his hand move and grab hers keeping her in place as he fucked her.
He was as good as his word, when she came back to herself she was still being fucked, hard. His voice had brought her back up, hearing the harsh breath in her ear, growling out her name. “Kitty! Come back Kitty I’m so close, please! I want you to be with me, please!!” A large push against her body made her gasp and brought life back to her, she heard his breathy smile and felt his hand go back to her clit. Forcing it give up its last reserve for him, “Come on Kitty, come for me, come with me, let it out.” She could feel the tension inside her, the coiled spring that would unwind everything she thought she’d been. The mouse, the quiet one, the one who didn’t belong, feeling her insides turn molten as the scream began to build in her.

She felt so close, he’d fucked her as much as she could take and over it. She’d be sore tomorrow but he doubted she’d care, feeling her spasming around his already straining erection. This was different, this was the one he’d been building her to, keeping her simmering over till she was ready. This was the one he’d been interrupted in the middle of the one he’d been trying to give to Marie earlier. But he had the rest of his life with her to do it. Talking to her as he brought her nearer the edge, “I want you Kitty! Come for me, for ME!” Pushing himself as deep as he could get he felt her break under him.

It was the final push that sent her over, feeling his length fill her and open the neck of her womb snapped her hold. The sound was almost too high to be heard at first, then it dipped down into human range and let it fall out of her. Bouncing around the small tiled room amplified the sound, hearing her own voice being joined by Logan’s own cry. Feeling her body reverberate with their combined sounds, knowing she was joined so tight she doubted that she could let go if she wanted to. Her hands forgotten on the rail, flesh gripping the metal, her fingers locked into place with the effort to support herself. Seeing Logan’s claws fire into the tile either side of her hands inside blooming with pride at the thought it was her that had brought him here. To where he couldn’t control himself any longer, feeling him pulse deep inside her as her voice finally ceased, throat tight and hoarse. Logan still embedded in the wall, smashed tile laying on their feet. Still feeling light headed she tried to move and found herself greying out again as Logan shifted out of her.

Finding it difficult at first because she was still gripping him tightly but moving himself backwards slowly until he was free. Catching hold of her boneless form as she passed out again, her face smiling her hands coming off the bar. Picking her up she lolled against him, her body warm and plaint. She could never forget today, holding her up in one arm he removed the condom from himself. Taking hold of the towel rail he pulled it from the wall, the noise they made would be noticed and people would be coming soon. Wrapping Kitty in a towel he unlocked the door and poked his head out, no one there yet. Quickly carrying her across the room he opened her blankets and put her inside, making sure she was tucked in. He could hear footsteps already coming toward the room, Jubilee’s voice was rising above them all.

“I know I saw Kitty coming back this way, I just hope she didn’t surprise him that’s all! He was going to use the shower seeing as he flooded his one earlier!” Smiling to himself as he worked it out good girl! He owed her one for this, diving into the bathroom he ran the shower full pelt to get some steam going and quickly moved Kitty’s clothes into the hamper, leaving his own on the floor. Covering the condoms in the waste basket with a boot of his he got under the shower and made himself wet. He could hear Jubilee fiddling with the lock giving him some more time, getting out quickly he wrapped a towel around his waist and waited for the crowd.

Jubilee was hoping Logan had his game face on because Cyclops and Storm were with her and they’d heard the cry that had issued from the bathroom. There weren’t many people who hadn’t, even Rogue had blushed as she’d walked into the lobby with Cyclops. Her eyes meeting Jubilee’s and understanding exactly what that sound meant, Cyclops and Storm on the other hand had no idea. Cyclops had gone into leader mode and had flown up the stairs eager to find out what had caused such a cry in the first place. Quickly followed by Rogue and Jubilee and about ten others, nothing ever happened in seclusion here not even screams.

Opening the door she saw Kitty laid in bed and steam pouring from the bathroom, Cyclops was first inside after the door was opened and went straight to the bathroom, giving Jubilee her chance to tell Kitty the plan. Kitty’s eyes were glazed and her skin was flushed, she looked like she’d been boiled and when the cover slipped from her neck she could see the teeth marks Logan had left behind. “Damn, doesn’t he ever do anything normal?” Kitty focussed on her and saw everyone else in the room looking at the bathroom and her, Jubes could see Storm coming and just grabbed her whispering the plan into her ear and seeing her understand. “Oh Kitty you okay? It must have been such a shock to walk in on him! You sure you’re alright?” Storm reached them both as Kitty shifted down under the covers further to hide her skin. Hearing Storms concerned voice reach her ears she looked up into her brown eyes.
“Are you alright child?”

Kitty tried not to smile as she heard the argument going on in the bathroom. Cyclops telling Logan how irresponsible he was, why hadn’t he gone somewhere else, why use this room? Hearing him respond that it was Marie’s room too and that he’d been coming for her stuff, when he’d remembered that he’d missed out on his shower earlier. Deciding to have one here while he waited for her to get back. He hadn’t meant to scare her, she was the one that had reached into the shower for gods sake, lucky for them both he’d had his back turned or she’d have had an even bigger shock. He’d been surprised his claws had fired into the wall making him shout and he’d grabbed the rail pulling it out. When he’d turned round she was on the floor, he’d just picked her up and put her in bed. Kitty saw the concern from Storm and smiled as they both followed the conversation.

“I think you should come and see me some time this week Kitty, we need to have a talk before you go to college. We can’t have you fainting at the sight of naked men, if I remember being naked is a pastime for most male students in their first year.” She patted her shoulder and ushered the rest of the nosy group out of the room, asking them to leave them alone and to give Kitty some peace. A few faint calls of ‘I wouldn’t have fainted if it had been me’ could be heard and Jubilee just waited until everyone but Rogue and her were left in the bedroom. The argument still going on in the bathroom about who was going to fix the damage. Hearing Logan growl that he’d ‘Fucking fix it before they left!’ and hearing Cyclops triumphantly say he was going to get the tools.

Both girls were sat on Kitty’s bed when Cyclops came out and came over but seeing Kitty’s face go bright red as he made his way he decided to stop.
“I’m really sorry Kitty, he should have used somewhere else.” Turning his head back to the bathroom they could see the anger bubbling up under him as he spoke. “I’m just really sorry Kitty, it’s not something you expect to find is it and hopefully it’ll never happen again.” Kitty looked at Rogue and saw the amusement in her eyes at the sight of Cyclops being all protective, not knowing what had really gone on earlier.
“Yes I know but it won’t happen again.” Her gaze pointedly finding Rogues and her hand sneaking out to grasp hers through the sheet around her. Knowing that she understood exactly what had happened and why. Cyclops looked a little confused when she spoke so she filled in the gaps for him, “I’ll be at Harvard when they get back so it’s not as if there’s any chance of it happening is there?” Cyclops nodded as the information went through and he seemed happy at that but realising that she was going to be around much more than one man he began to speak when Jubilee beat him to it.
“Don’t worry fearless leader, Storm has booked her for ‘The Talk’.” Seeing him begin to blush he left them to it, his mind concentrating on the tools he’d need to get the repairs started.

Logan appeared when he heard Cyclops leave dressed now in his usual attire, jeans fastened, shirts and jackets on. Taking a quick look at the group on the bed he saw Kitty’s hand holding Maries and he nodded to Jubilee. “Hey Mall Rat, give me a hand with our stuff.” Jubilee looked at the two duffels and opened her mouth to complain when she noticed the look passing between Kitty and Rogue.
“Okay Wolf-man. Aren’t you going to repair the holes you made?” Looking her directly in the face he answered her.
“No. I’m not, besides I didn’t make them alone.” Letting the information slip out of his mouth and into her brain seeing the sparkle in her eyes light up. “Ask Kitty when she’s ready to tell you about it.” Picking up a duffel he threw it over his shoulder and walked out, grabbing Logan’s smaller one she ran after him leaving Kitty and Marie to talk.

“Thank you.” Kitty found tears falling before she could say anything else, feeling her friend hold her tightly as she cried. Able to release the frustration she’d held for so long, the thing she’d kept quiet to herself for all this time. That she’d wanted him too, needed his touch on her skin, needed to hear him say her name. He’d done more than that, much, much more.

Marie and Jubilee had talked about it, that Kitty had been hiding her files of Logan for nearly a year when she’d found them one day while looking for a history report on her laptop. She’d gotten into them by mistake and she’d asked her about them. Kitty had just blushed and had stopped talking about it, making sure her stuff was protected from then on. She hadn’t told her much until the day she caught her watching the security tapes, then it had all come out. She’d copied every single file they had with him on it and she’d watch it at least once a day. Remembering the times she’d walked in on her when she’d quickly closed the laptop, powering it down when she’d appeared. Understanding why now, she’d been watching her Logan, knowing she could never have the real one. Because he was hers and she knew that, so today this hour had been her gift to her. She’d have a lifetime of memories, Kitty would only have this hour and she knew how much she needed him. She needed him as much as she did, Kitty was being lost by degrees losing herself in work. Only seeing her tired face smiling at her through the tears could she see the woman she was going to be.

Hugging her tight to her chest Marie finally spoke, “He loves you, you know just not in the same way as me. He couldn’t just do that unless he cares about you.”
“How do you know?” Marie tapped the side of her skull.
“Still in here remember?” Kitty laughed and snuggled down further, making Marie smile. “Do you want to know how many times you cropped up in his mind?” Kitty just laughed and let the emotions free.
“No I don’t!! Thank you, both of you now if you don’t mind I think I need to get some sleep.” She nodded and let her hand go seeing her friend go into sleep, the next time she’d see her she’d be in college. Turning toward the door she saw Logan stood there, a half smile on his face. Marie walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, “Going to make me scream like that?” Rubbing herself along his body and seeing his pupils dilate as he rumbled his approval.
“Yeah as soon as we get enough distance between us and the ears around here.”

A small cough came from the bed and Logan looked over at the form trying to settle in the covers. “Give me a moment.” Kissing her deeply he let her go downstairs toward the camper and freedom. Turning his attention to Kitty he shut the door and walked over to her, coming around the side he found her eyes still open and glittering with tears. “Hey, you okay?” She just nodded as the tears fell, bringing her close to him he held her tight and felt her hands wrap around him.
“Oh Logan,” everything she wanted to say was in those two words, her happiness for them both, her joy at having the chance to be with him, knowing that he cared for her. Breathing in her scent and reading her complex message to him, her joy her pain at him leaving, her new confidence still growing in her.

Meeting her gaze he spoke to her, his eyes warm giving her hope. “Hey if you need us, just tell Xavier. He can reach us no matter where we are.” Seeing the light stay in her face as she understood he really did care for her. “Don’t ever settle for second Kitty, not in anything and if those Ivy League idiots give you trouble just let me know and I’ll be there in a heartbeat.” Seeing her smile and feeling it run through her entire body she hugged him tight.
“I will.” Bringing her face off his shoulder he kissed her lightly seeing her eyes glaze over a little.
“Hey, you know they say your first is the one ever other man has to match upto. Hope you’ve got a good measuring stick to put by em now.” Hearing her laugh dirtily as she answered.
“Hell Logan, he’d have to be a damn porn star to match that!” Winking at her he stood up, his hand reaching for her cheek and lifting her face to see his.
“No, just a good man who loves you Kitty for everything you are, not just another body. That’s the difference Kitty.” Then he let go and walked to the door, turning to see her watching him leave, “See you soon Kit-Kat and show him to me when you find him. We’ll soon see how good he is.” Smiling as he left, knowing she’d be okay if she wasn’t he’d soon know about it.

Now all he had to do was leave before Cyc got back with the damn tools.

Marie found Jubilee sulking by the camper, her usual sunny face lost for the moment, the door open and her feet swinging in the amber light of early evening. Kids were playing around the large vehicle making Marie smile, seeing her friends face so sullen disturbed her. “What’s wrong Jubes?” her hand touching her hair, lifting her face up. She’d been crying and the tear tracks were quickly removed, her usual mask slipping back into place.
“Nothing, just the kids getting to me,” she shot them a glance that sent them off into the larger garden.
“Come on spill, you know you’ll feel better if you do.” Echoing her own tone when she used it on her and seeing a genuine smile break out on her face. Hearing the large sigh pass through her as her hand rested on the camper, “You’re not coming back are you? I mean if it was me we’d never come back and I don’t think Wolvie wants to share you with anyone else Chica, not even us.” Dropping her gaze as she finished her sentence. Marie made her move over and sat beside her easily.

“No, we’re coming back. I promised I’d be here for you Jube’s and I mean it, just that you’ll have an extra bod at your final graduation.” Seeing her friend look incredulous as she imagined Logan standing still at a graduation, knowing that standing in line for food was too long a wait for him sometimes.
“Chica can you see him at a graduation? The place would be a wreck in three minutes!”
“Yeah well at least you’d have someone to drag you off the stage with embarrassment.”

Laughing as they both imagined the scene of a very frustrated and bored Logan watching the names go by until Jubilee was called. Where he would stand up, watch her walk up onto the stage collecting her diploma. Then watching him say something rude and completely obnoxious and wait for her on the other side of the stage so no one could mistake that he was with her! With them both in stitches they never heard Logan walk upto them both, his shadow covering them taking the sun out of their eyes. Finally noticing him Marie laughed at the strange look on his face, as if he was trying to work out what had caused them such amusement.

“What?” Jubilee looked up at him and her eyes were full of laughter but also tears, standing up to him she poked him in the chest.
“Don’t you dare do that to me at my Graduation Logan or I’ll tell Cyclops how the rail really came off the wall.” Totally confused he just looked over her head to Marie who explained what they’d been talking about, as it sank in he smiled his best wicked smile and looked down at her.
“Well I could always pull the whole robe thing down off you in front of everyone and nail you on the platform. Which is better?” Jubilee opened her mouth and nothing came out, no witty comment, no stinging remark, nothing! Marie folded up with laughter as her friend struggled with the image in her head, of Logan coming through the crowd at her, eyes ablaze and a leer across his face. Finally she managed to speak.
“That is SO not fair!” Logan just looked at her listening to the sound of Cyclops finally finding the tools he’d hidden a few moments ago.
“What is?” her eyes were blazing as she met her Maries and his.
“You get to have him and Kitty gets to share him and you leave that damn image with me to frustrate me till you get back, that’s what isn’t damn fair!” Her hand was pointing directly at Marie and it shook with the power of her anger. Looking over her shoulder to Marie she just smiled and laughed as he pulled an angry Jubilee round and pulled her into him.
“Aww shut up Mall Rat.” Bringing her into a kiss that pulled her off the ground, feeling her body stiffen then wrap itself around him. Hands losing themselves in his hair, body rubbing up against him, following the stream that it had started in her. Breaking away from her he looked into her stunned face, smiling he her let go walked round to the drivers side of the camper and got in. Marie closed the door and locked it, passing her friend who was still in shock she whispered, “He’s even better in bed Jubes.” Seeing her friend whimper and run for the house, knowing exactly what she was going to do with a certain plastic friend she’d bought last month. Getting in the other side she looked across at Logan, seeing his face completely happy for the first time and knowing it was her who’d made it that way.
“Ready to go?” She just nodded and belted herself in, noticing he’d done his own this time, a small laugh escaping her as they pulled out of the school leaving everything behind for a while.

Seeing Cyclops come out of the garage Logan smiled it’d be a cold day in hell before Cyc could get one over on him. He had everything he needed, Marie, transport and a credit card from Xavier for emergencies. They’d get to Alaska eventually but there was a whole lot of life he wanted to show her first, starting with finishing what Cyc had managed to interrupt earlier. Seeing Marie watching him he spoke, “What?”
“Did you have to kiss her?”
“Yup, otherwise she’d have felt left out. It’s not as if she hasn’t given you everything over the last few months is it?” Seeing her think this through and nod to herself.
“True but you realise when she talks to Kitty she’s still going to feel cheated don’t you? It was her plan to fend off the boys earlier so you do owe her one.” Taking a quick glance across at Marie he could see the half-smile on her face, she was asking him to sleep with Jubilee as well?
“Your asking me to…” She interrupted him before he could finish.
“Well it’s not as if you’ll be with anyone else from now on is it? You never know you might get tired of me one day.” Her eyes were sparking wickedly and his groin tightened.
“Darlin I’ll never get tired of you but if you want the Mall Rat to feel as good as you soon will be, well you’ll have to do some damn good convincing.”
“Why?”
“Because she can find her own entertainment that one.” Marie nodded.
“True, true, but she seems to have this very odd fascination for Cyclops at the moment. She seems to think he’s the epitome of manhood, can’t think why.” He slowed the camper down to a crawl as he looked at her and saw nothing but the truth on her face.
“Jesus Marie next you’ll be farming me out to stud!” Her hands played with her neck that was flushing as she thought about the comment.
“Well we do owe her and we both get clean bills of health from Doc McCoy.” Her eyes met his and he felt everything tighten up as her desire hitched up a notch, flooding the small space with it. Growling now he put the camper into gear and drove on a little longer, Marie looking a little upset until he stopped a mile or two down the road. “Why are you stopping now?” Undoing his belt and grabbing her he looked into the face he’d been holding onto life for and answered her.
“Because when I’ve finished there’s not going to be anyone for at least two miles round here who’ll not hear you scream when we’ve finished!” Laughing as Logan bent to her Marie felt herself complete as his lips met hers.