He pushes in again and the redheaded woman moans against him thrusting her hips up to meet his movements. She's attractive, Having pursued her for over two years Logan can not doubt this,
but she isn't beautiful. When did she stop being beautiful? The woman wines when he slows his movements and gives him a sultry pout, a look that before would have brought him to his knees but at the moment only added to his dwindling interest. Pulling out he rolls onto the side of her and searches for his abandoned clothing on the rooms floor.
"What's wrong"? At first he doesn't respond but the moment he feels the telepath reaching to touch him Logan moves. Only one emotion registers within him, frustration. Sighing he shakes his head. "This was a mistake" he says. "Go back to Scott". Even with his back turned to her Logan can feel the anger coming off of Jean. "I don't get it" she shouts. "You want me all this time then when you finally get me you tell me to go away"? When he doesn't respond the woman continues her verbal assault. "Do you know what I sacrificed to be with you right now Logan, to do this?" she shouted. At this he snorted.
"And just what's that suppose to mean" she snapped. Rising from the bed Logan put on his last item of clothing. A signature white undershirt. "You wanted to get fucked and took what was Available" he responded. "No sacrifice there". Looking back at her face the man took in her features. Fiery red hair that seemed to dull before his very eyes and clear green eyes that at the moment were clouded in anger, or had they always been that dark? "How dare you say such a thing" she hissed. "I'm not just some whore you can mess around with".
He feels a tinge of anger at her words. Despite what others said about him he's not the heartless manwhore people think him to be. Other than Storm he considered Jean to be one of the few females of the house who knew that. His lip twitches at the thought of the white haired woman but his anger towards the red head in front of him shakes the brief consideration from his mind.
"You're the one who invited me in here, not the other way around" he said. Still naked the enraged telepath moved to slap him but he caught her hand holding it in place. "Go back to Scott"he said again. "Don't worry, your reputation will be just fine". She glares at him and a part of Wolverine wonders if she's actually upset about him choosing not to tell anyone.
"Get out" she hisses. "GET OUT"!
He leaves seconds later making it outside the woman's door just before her powers slammed it behind him. Looking to the right Logan pauses at the site of a mocha skinned woman with Striking white hair. She shakes her head at him but doesn't say a word. Sighing once again he turns from her feeling something inside tug at him. "You cant always get what ya want" he whispers.