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Disclaimer:- Not mine! *sobs* Why?!
Hey guys I'm back with another Rogan and this one is about my most favorite time of the year- Christmas 😁! This one had been revolving around my head for weeks so I had to take it out of my chest today. Hope y'all like it 😉!
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Marie was jerked awake by a faint knock on her door. She turned her head and looked down at her snoring friend. Jubilee and her eye masks were peacefully enjoying their time in Dreamland. She groaned and lazily climbed out of the bed to answer the damned knock that destroyed her steamy 'Logan dream'.
She opened the old door and almost shouted in mild horror when she found herself standing before the star of her fantasies in nothing but a grey tank top and matching panties.
"Logan?! What the hell?!"
"Whoa, kid-"
She slammed the door in his face and hurried to her wardrobe to pull anything 'coverable' out.
Jubilee was awakened by the loud slam. She pulled her eye mask up. "Whoa, what was that?"
"Nothing," Marie grumbled, rummaging through her wardrobe. "It's just Santa who's come early this year."
"Uh-okay." Jubilee gave a groggy nod, yanked the mask down and went back to snore like a buzzsaw.
She pulled on a filmy nightgown and picked up her gloves from the stand before running back to the door so she could greet her just returned BFF properly.
"Is that how ya respond ta all the knocks, kid?" Logan had a mischievous smirk. "In a pair of tank top and panties?"
"Don't make me feel any more embarrassed and just give me a damn hug, sugah." blushing furiously, Marie yanked the feral man in a warm hug. "So how did the mission go?"
Logan pulled back and tucked her right platinum strand behind her ear with a soft smirk. "Well, It would've gone smooth if Scooter hadn't pissed me off every five minutes. By the way I'm really sorry about missin' yer 21st birthday, darlin'."
"Well you weren't here to attend my last three birthdays, either so it's not a big deal, hon." Marie gave a taunting smirk.
"Trust me kid, I was gonna be here for this one." Logan had a meaningful look this time. "But unfortunately, Chuck's goddamn mission clashed with the date. But don't worry, I'll make it up to ya. That's why I'm here at this time actually. Let's go out and get some booze tomorrow."
"BOOZE?" Marie's jaw hit the floor. "YOU're gonna take ME out for some booze as a compensatory gift?"
"Yeah, why not?" Logan grinned. "Yer twenty fuckin' one now, kid. Ya deserve somethin' better than 'Ro's strawberry cheesecake."
"But what if anyone finds out?"
"Just don't chirp it out before the firecracker, I'll see the rest."
"Well if you're saying so," Marie grinned like a fucking Cheshire cat. "Let's have a blast tomorrow."
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"Get ready kid," Logan extended the first shot of the night toward Marie. "You're gonna spend a night in heaven."
With a nervous glance, Marie picked up the tiny glass. "To our friendship."
Smirking, Logan raised his Whiskey on the rocks. "To our friendship—if ya can call it that."
Chuckling, Marie downed the first glass of the night with a soft grimace that soon turned in a horrendous cough.
Chuckling like a true asshole, Logan rubbed Marie's back. "It's common in first-timers."
Slightly encouraged by that, Marie picked up another one. "Then lemme try a second time."
Another after another, Marie finished a whole round and now Logan knew that it was time to take his blind drunk Belle out of here.
"Okay that's enough fer tonight," Logan grabbed Marie's wrist and gave it a gentle yank. "C'mon, time ta go home."
"Whaat? Nooo!" Marie gave a wide broad smile. "The paarrty has just gotten starrted, sugaah.." with that Marie pulled her hand out of Logan's grip and dragged the pull of her jacket down, revealing a heavy bosom she'd never sported before.
Wolverine's eyes sprang out of their sockets.
Damn, wanna nuzzle those perky pillows all day!
Before Logan could get his head out of Wolverine's horny fantasies and stop Marie, the girl had reached the dance floor and started showing some cringeworthy moves.
Logan smacked his forehead.
"What the hell have i done?!"
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Like every other first-timer, Marie woke up with a horrible headache. The bright sunlight coming through the half-open window was burning her eyelids. Her energy-less body rolled to bury its face into the warm pillow and suddenly realized that she was totally naked beneath the blanket.
The deep chocolate eyes snapped open.
Ignoring the throbbing pain in her head, Marie sat up on her elbows and slowly lifted the blanket to take a peek. The guess was right.
Holy freaking...
OK don't panic! Don't panic! DON'T FUCKING PANIC!
She hastily turned her head to see Jubes on her bed but unfortunately, THERE WAS NO OTHER FUCKING BED! She ran her baffled gaze around. Another giant surprise was waiting for her.
"It was...LOGAN'S ROOM?!"
"Back from the heaven, huh?" Marie jerked her head up as she heard the smirking voice. Logan walked in with a glass of fresh lemonade. he advanced it toward the horrified girl. "The best remedy fer hangover."
Marie hastily hugged her knees to her chest and securely covered herself as much as she could before accepting the cold drink. "Thanks...so...how did I end up in your room?"
"Two things." Logan raised a couple of fingers in the air. "First, yer never gonna get ta see ANY movie ever again, and second, I'm never takin' ya out fer grabbin' some drinks again."
"Oh c'mon," Marie lowered her gaze and muttered softly. "I can't be that drunk."
"Are you kidding me?!" Marie almost yelped as Logan jumped into the bed and bored his smirking gaze into her shocked one. "For yer kind information, ya were so drunk that ya swallowed down an entire bottle of Vodka and said that yer diet soda tasted funny. Ya were so drunk that ya moonwalked on the dance floor—on all fours. Ya were so drunk that when we got out, ya grabbed a random biker with a long beard and hugged him tight, screechin' "Hagrid, you're real!" Logan wanted to laugh at her stunned reaction but he scarcely stifled his grin and continued.
"And yeah, when we came back, ya were so drunk that ya jumped into Chuck's pool, saying that ya were 'finding Nemo'. Ya were so drunk that you woke the entire school up and asked Jean if the carpet matched the drapes and the biggest cherry on the top, ya were so drunk that ya shamelessly flirted with Xavier and asked if he was single or n-"
"stop, stop, STOP!" Marie covered up her ears. "Sweet baby Jesus! Did I really... Man, tell everyone I'm dead for the next twenty years!"
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She raised her completely ashamed eyes. "And how did i reach your bed?"
Logan suddenly closed the distance between their bodies and grinned at her evilly. "Well, yer loaded state came with a small benefit last night. When nobody dared ta step forward and help ya change, I brought ya ta my room and tried ta get your clothes off your body and ta my biggest surprise, your drain force didn't hurt me one bit. Do ya know what that means? It means that yer mutation dulls when yer drunk."
Marie's eyebrows rose skyward. "What?! Really?!"
Logan nodded. "And as we realized it, things suddenly heated up between us and..." Logan completed the rest of his sentence by unbuttoning his shirt. To Marie's eye-popping shock, his entire chest was full of kiss marks of her lipstick she'd applied last night. Marie covered her mouth with both palms.
"Holy freaking COW!" she mumbled against her palms. "Did we really... I mean we both... Was it really... SHIT!" Marie grabbed her head and shook it vigorously. The whole thing was damned funny to Logan until she suddenly burst into tears. He immediately panicked and tried to calm her down.
"Whoa, Marie! What happened?!" he wrapped his arms around her blanketed body protectively and rubbed her back. "What's wrong, darlin'?"
"It's just..." sobbing loudly, Marie bit the inside of her bottom lip. "Y-Yah know...a-ah never admitted in front of yah before but...ah always wanted yah ta be my first if I ever regained control over my skin and I was sure that would be an unforgettable night but look, you're indeed mah first, but ah don't remember any damn bit of last night."
Her sobbing revelation blew a couple of Logan's brain cells. "W-What?"
When Marie nodded shakily and buried her face into the gap between her knees, Logan hesitantly began to rub Marie's shoulders and almost whispered like a child who had just broken her mom's favorite vase.
"Um-whatever I just said...was a lie."
Marie snapped her head up as she heard him and gave Logan her most furious glare. "What do yah mean?"
Logan rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. "Ya actually didn't do any of those things. Ya just passed out after yer eighth lass of Vodka and when we snuck into the school, ya came round and puked all over yer front so I had ta take off yer clothes in my room and put ya back to sleep." He narrated the entire previous night in once.
Totally embarrassed and fuming, Marie suddenly kicked Logan off the bed. "GET OUT!"
Logan sprang back to his feet and rubbed his ass. "Maybe ya didn't just hear me darlin'—this is my room."
"I know!" Marie roared. "But ah ain't gonna go out in nothin' but a fuckin' blanket and gave our teen audience a fuckin' show so get the fuck out and don't show me yer face till Christmas!"
Of course she would want him back for the Christmas. Who else would bring her a pile of gifts on the damned day?
"But, Marie-"
Marie's next reply was the alarm clock from the stand. She picked it up and threw it at him, but he was able to move out of the way as it hit the wall beside his head, leaving an ugly hole. Logan ran out of the room, grinning.
"As ya wish, darling! Now I'll come back only on Christmas with another BLASTIN' gift!"
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"You were so drunk" jokes belong to Google images 😉
Next time:- Logan has a very special, surprising and smutty gift for Marie on this Christmas 😉!