X-Men,
Movie-verse
Wolverine/Scott
Arguments
over Jean Grey can lead to some really interesting endings.
Rated: Soft R
"Your wife's a total nympho, bub," Logan grunted as he and Scott walked away in disgust from an innocently smiling Jean Grey.
"She is not… she's just… sexually uninhibited…" Scott defended weakly.
Logan glanced at the taller man out of the corner of his eye and scoffed.
"Because a normal wife would ask that of her husband?"
"Of course!" Scott replied with a conviction he didn't feel.
"So this has happened before then? With other men?"
"Well, not this exact situation of course… but… I suppose so…" Scott was tingeing slightly pink on the shell of his ear.
"Hmm… so I take it your not a novice then?"
"Err… I don't suppose so," he squirmed slightly, worried about where this line of questioning was heading.
"So if I shoved you up against a wall," Logan began proceeding to do so and wedging his knee between Scott's legs. "You'd be alright with that?"
"I suppose…"
"And If I pulled you down by your collar?" he did so, bringing their lips within centimeters of once another. "That's fine right?"
"Uh huh…"
"And if I ravished your mouth until your lips were raw, you'd b—"
Scott didn't give him a chance to finish as he crushed his lips against the chapped ones of the man in front of him and plunged his tongue into his mouth, carefully avoiding the wild man's sharp canines.
Wolverine pulled away and nodded.
"Good to know," he gasped.
"Uh huh,"
"So… my bat cave or yours?"