It was early hours of the morning in a dark, dank alleyway of New York... Logan was prowling the street in a sour mood. Remy was no-where to be found and Logan needed his fix.

"Fucking Remy... where the hell is he?" Logan growled. He paced up and down the alleyway, noting the stench. A shadowy figure had just crossed into Logan's path.

"Bonjour, Logan. Did you miss me?" Remy's voice was velvety. Logan snarled.

"You bastard! I've been worrying like hell about where you were! Fucking tell me where you were!"

"Logan, calm down. I was on business."

"Business my arse, Remy! You were following her, weren't you? Don't fucking lie to me!" Logan charged at Remy, his claws drawn and at Remy's throat.

"So what if I was? Jealous, cher?" Remy still knew how to play it cool when Logan was in one of his moods. Logan smashed their lips together.

"I'm very jealous, Remy. You know that." Logan broke off. He used his middle claw to tear Remy's shirt from his body. He smiled when the fabric hit the floor.

"You arse. That's my favourite shirt." Remy frowned.

"Well it's not my favourite, since it's covering up that body of yours." Logan retracted his claws and put his hands on Remy's bare chest. Remy couldn't help but laugh inside. The two shared a more passionate kiss, Logan being dominant.

"So why were you following her?" Logan was biting Remy's ear, causing him to gasp.

"I-I.." Remy became speechless for as long as Logan was teasing him. "It was a mission..."

"What...kind...of...mission?" Logan made his assault on Remy's neck.

"Ah!- It's a- Mon Dieu!- rescue mission!" Remy writhed beneath Logan.

"Well, first... you can make an apology for taking so long." Logan growled. He pushed Remy against the alley wall, a poster for a strip club (A/N how appropriate! ^_^) behind his head. Logan's eyes roamed Remy's body, but was annoyed when Remy's trousers blocked his favourite view. The belt on Remy's trousers were sliced off with Logan's claws.

"Must you slice every piece of clothing from my body?" Remy huffed.

"Yes and you'll like it because I say so. You still have to give me an apology." Logan snarled and he kept Remy pinned down so he could see every part of him.

Logan's jeans were straining from the sizeable erection he was sporting. Remy noticed this and unbuckled Logan's belt and pulled both his jeans and boxers down in one go. Logan whined at the coolness of the air. Remy had lust filled eyes and slipped out of his own boxers, matching Logan in size, but not in length.

"You better be ready for me, because I'm just going to thrust in. That will be your punishment." Logan spoke lowly and he aligned himself with Remy. He pushed in one go, sheathing fully. Remy let out a cry.

"Mon Dieu! Fuck, Logan!" Remy's eyes snapped shut. Logan let him adjust first before letting his animalistic side take control. Minutes later, Logan was going for all he was worth, Remy crying out with every move. Logan changed position slightly for a better angle, which elicited a yelp from Remy, indicating he'd found what he was looking for.

"You fucking cry out for me, Remy. You want no-one but me. Come for me." Logan whispered into Remy's ear, which was all too much. Remy came violently with a yell of 'Logan!', his seed spreading all over the alleyway wall.

The muscles clenching on Logan was too much and he howled as his orgasm hit, wave by immense wave. "Remy!" was the cry which echoed the walls. Once spent, Logan pulled out. Remy collapsed to the floor.

"What am I going to wear now?" Remy looked at the state of his clothes.

"That's the other part of the apology." Logan laughed.

Remy's eyes narrowed. "Fuck. You."

"I already did. Now move." Logan growled.

The men headed down the streets, Remy wandering only in his boxers. He learnt never to keep Logan waiting... unless he was seriously desperate. (A/N :D Heh.)