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2/1/2019

Disclaimer:- Don't own anything but borrowing my Rogan for this Valentine's Day πŸ˜‰

Hiya guys, I'm back with another Rogan (Yeah yeah, I'm really obsessed with these two, I know) that is a funny, fluffy and smutty Valentine's Day fic! Don't try to find any logic or reasoning, just enjoy... πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚!

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"So, how is it?"

Marie twirled around to show off her new black O-Neck mesh lace top and cherry-red mini skirt. "Do ya think Logan's gonna like it?"

"Hmmm..." Jubilee straitened her eyes and gave the outfit she'd selected herself her critical inspection before bursting another bubble.

"Flip your right stripe over your shoulder and take that brown leather belt from Gucci and you will send our wolfman into the rut, Chica."

Marie giggled and smoothed a hand down her new skirt. Her nose wrinkled up when her eyes halted on those black sheer stockings. She looked back to her besty with a pleading pout. "Do you really think we should hide it from Logan for so long? I mean, what if he gets angry?"

Jubilee held her friend's shoulders and squeezed gently with the face of a Love Guru. "Believe me, Chica, it's necessary. He's totally gonna lose it if you saved that eye-widening surprise for Valentine's Dayβ€”that is tomorrow. Every single person in the manor knows how much you guys crave each other and Valentine's Day is the perfect one to release all that sexual tension burning your pubes."

"Jubilee?!" reddening more than a goddamned tomato, Marie slapped her friend's arm. "You really need to do something about that potty mouth of yours."

Jubilee grinned and raised her palms defensively. "Hey I just say what I see."

Marie cocked her perfect brow mischievously. "And when did you see my pubes?"

Jubilee's face transformed into a crumpled tissue paper. "Ewww! Chica now you need to do something about that potty mou-"

Her last word was eaten by the screeching halt of Scott's Harley Marie's crush shamelessly 'borrowed' without asking him every time. Marie's face brightened up like a 100 watt light bulb.

Jubilee's eyebrows waved mischievously. "Go ahead, sweetheart, your prince charming is back to grace you with his presence."

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Wolverine whistles loudly.

Lookin' cock-teasin', babe!

That was the only disgusting thought Logan could expect from his dirty critter as Marie slowly walked down those stairs in that super cute and SUPER SHORT red skirt like a supermodel, unlike all other times that she just hurried down the stairs and jumped into his arms like a little pup.

Slow and sexy, the biggest tip from Jubilee, the Love Guru of Xavier's Ashram.

She flashed an innocently seductive smile dipped in her Southern honey. "Welcome back, sugah. How was the journey?"

Logan wiped the wolfish look off his face quickly. "Uh-It was great but look at ya, ain'tcha a sweet sight for sore eyes?"

Blushing slightly, Marie walked to him. "Did you like it? It's Jubes's pick."

"Of course." Logan once again let his hungry gaze scan Marie's nubile body before clearing his throat. "Looks like I need ta sharpen my knives ta murder alotta teen bastards tomorrow."

"Don't you dare!" Marie slapped his arm with a mock growl before raising her arms to snake them around her feral heartthrob. "By the way i know you're missing your welcome back hug i always give you so come her-"

Before Marie could trap her crush in a strangling embrace, a call on his phone pulled Logan's attention. He hastily yanked his cell out of the pocket of jeans and read the name. His happy face suddenly changed into a serious, blank one.

Letting the phone keep ringing, he looked back to Marie and gave an awkward smile as he started walking away. "Sorry darlin', It's an urgent one...I-I'll see ya at lunch, okay?"

Now that definitely narrowed Marie's eyes.

And trust me, narrowed eyes and mascara always clash with each other.

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"Damn, I missed these trays on the roads so much."

Marie laughed and put her meat loaves on Logan's tray too. "So just finish it all like a horse, sugah. No one is gonna stop ya today."

A few hours later, Logan and Marie were sitting in the den and devouring their lunches, talking about random stuff occasionally. It was almost like a tradition, something they always did whenever Logan returned from his long search for his past, looking like a werewolf with all that long beard and grown spikes.

A very sexyyy werewolf for sure.

"So how's the school life goin'?"

"It's going great." Marie grinned around the large bite. "My training as a senior X-Man is starting next week."

"And any icy trouble?" Logan cocked a playful brow.

Marie laughed. "Well, Kitty took care of that a couple of weeks ago. Honestly, she and Bobby make a way better couple than me and Bobby did."

"True that." Logan swallowed another soul-pleasing piece of Roast Beef. "That ice dick can phase inta Kitty's kitty whenever he wants, for all I care."

Marie's laugh caused her to choke on her next morsel. "Logan?!"

"What?" Logan grinned back. "Shadowcat isn't my responsibility, ya are. By the way I'm just one call away if ya need anything."

Smiling intently, Marie glanced at Logan's profile. "I know."

Logan smirked back and got up to wash his hands. "I'll be right back."

Marie nodded and turned her attention back to her tray. As she picked up another spoonful, a messege popped up on the screen of Logan's phone.

Call me quick, my guapo ;-}!

Both the message and the contact caused Marie's eyebrows to draw close because the number was saved by the name of The Sweet Bee and as far as she knew Logan and his phone, she had never seen this contact on his list before.

She looked around to make sure Logan wasn't back yet. When she was certain, she picked up Logan's Nokia and unlocked it easily because Logan's knowledge on modern technology was as big as an ant in the ear of an elephant. He was completely dependent on Marie about all this stuff and the girl often took advantage of it.

But unfortunately, as Marie unlocked the phone, Logan jumped out of nowhere and snatched his phone from her as if it had his dirtiest secret in it. He scolded Marie like he did any other kid playing out there. "What the hell are ya doin', kid?!"

Marie gulped. "N-Nothing, I was just-"

"Ya were doin' what?" Logan growled, reading the message. His expression softened immediately. "Readin' my personal stuff? Don't ever touch my phone again!"

With that Logan hurried out of the den to call that mysterious contact in private, leaving Marie super confused again.

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"Hope Logan's nose'll like this new perfume."

With a soft but still alluring smile on her lips and a couple of chilled beers trapped in her left hooked arm, Marie lifted her free hand to knock at Logan's door. Logan's favorite beverage was the best way to lighten his spoiled mood.

But her hand froze in the air as Logan's light chuckle entered her ears through the close door. The brown pools narrowed again. Who the heck is Logan chatting with at this time?

Her hands grasped the twin bottles as she decided to use her heightened hearing she'd absorbed from the feral dude years ago. She took her ear close to the door and tried to eavesdrop on the conversation like a nosy neighbor.

Logan's nose caught a heavy perfume in the air but his diverted attention ignored it and continued his chat. "-damn Beatriz, that was really funny, darlin'."

Okay that definitely tightened Marie's jaw. Logan is grinning at a girl's joke? He was allowed to laugh only on hers!

"Funny is the last adjective I expect from a breath-taking stud like you, guapo (handsome)."

The thick Spanish accent drowned in heavy flirtation made the tightened jaw start grinding furiously. The bitch is hitting on her man!

Logan rubbed the back of his head with a shy laugh. "Oh c'mon, darlin', yer makin' me blush now!"

Marie rolled her eyes with a silent huff. Just a little bit of flirting and this man is blushing like a chick in the middle school?!

"Awww eso es tan lindo! (That's so cute!) I wish I was there to capture this epic moment. By the way what's your plan for our first Valentine?"

Okay Marie was now on the verge of tears. She had made so many plans for this 14th of February she wanted to spend with Logan only and he'd already found a goddamn Valentine date/fuck/another notch for his bedpost!

Logan's grunting laugh pierced Marie's ears again. "I was thinkin' about some restaurant, how about Hometown Bar-B-Que? Marie and I've often tried it, their barbecue is really awesome!"

Marie's jaw hit the floor this time. The asshole had even told that bitch her real name?! Her grips around the necks of bottles tightened even more. He's gonna fuckin' pay for this!

"Great. I'll be there by 10. Be ready, my guapo."

As the bitch hung up, Logan's nose caught a faint scent of fresh tears in the air, he lazily walked to the door but as he opened it, a couple Molsons met his head.

*SMASHHH!*

"WHAT THE FUCK, MARIE?!" Logan screamed in great pain, rubbing the wound that healed before it could even bleed. "Why the hell did ya do that?!"

"Oh I'm sooo sorry, sugah." Marie caught her chest in a overdramatic way and drawled with an overly sweet smile. "It was just a slip of feet."

With that Marie spun around to stomp off to her room, leaving a bewildered Logan still rubbing his just healed injury.

"What the hell...?"

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"Okay so lemme get this straight," Jubilee paced Marie's room like a caged lioness. "Logan is in a relationship with some Latina named Beatriz and they're going to celebrate their first Valentine in Hometown Bar-B-Que, right?"

"Yeah!" Marie sobbed and pulled one more tissue out of the box. "That's what he said on the phone..."

Jubilee flinched at the loud sound of Marie blowing her nose but soon turned her attention back to the real problem before them. "So that means that all we need to do is follow him secretly and collect information about that woman and catch her in private so we can tell her that she's hooked on YOUR man!"

"B-But ah don't think that would be right, Jubes..." Marie wiped another round of tears. "Ah mean...beside bein' my crush...Logan is my friend, too. Ah just wanna see him happy and if he's happy with that Beatriz, then it's-"

"Then it's what? Okay? Are you kidding me, Chica?!" Jubilee suddenly jumped into the bed and grabbed Marie's shoulders. "It's not okay at all, Rogue! Logan is YOUR friend and YOUR love! He's met that Spanish chick recently but you've claimed him years ago so you should definitely make at least one attempt. Besides, that chick could be just a pretty face who's temporarily stuck on Logan and his ripped flesh."

"Ah think yer right, Jubes..." Marie tossed the tissue box aside and stood up with the new confidence puffing her lungs out. "Logan is MAH man and ah should definitely stand up fer mah love!"

Jubilee grinned triumphantly. "Yeah, that's what I'm saying, Chica! Let's give that bee a taste of Southern tongue tomorrow!"

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Next time:- Y'all know what's going to come next time- SMUTTT πŸ˜‚!