X-Men, movieverse
Wolverine/another male, so long as it's not Magneto or Prof X I don't really care
Wolverine has gone feral. Again. Well, someone's got to stop him.
Rated: R

Wolverine sniffed faintly at the air in the gardens. Something was off. He sniffed again. He smelled blood on the grounds. His eyes dilated to their full extent and promised great agony to anyone who crossed him in this state.

He had just begun loping towards the woods when another scent caught his attention. A far more intriguing scent as far as his nose was concerned. He promptly forgot all concern over the blood and veered towards the muskier scent coming from the garden.

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St. John leant against the base of an old willow tree completely spent. He had finally, against all adversity—namely one southern belle, charmed his way into Bobby's pants and convinced the goody-two-shoes to fuck him senseless. Bobby had been nervous and clumsy, but it had been so worth it.

He stretched slightly and grinned at the sweet pain that shot up his spine. He and Bobby were definitely going to have to do this again sometime. He finally crawled to his feet and started heading back to the mansion for a nice hot shower.

That had been the plan at least. His only warning had been the snapping of a twig and suddenly he was pounced on by every last ounce of Wolverine's rather considerable amount of bulky muscle. St. John squeezed his eyes shut and was preparing for death when Wolverine began licking his throat.

"L-logan?" St. John asked softly, not wanting to provoke the man to fury.

The older man didn't respond, he proceeded only to remove the teenagers shirt by ripping it to shreds with his claws.

"L-l-logan… what's wrong with you?" St. John whispered.

Wolverine grunted and ignored the younger man's protests as he happily went about removing St. John's pants and sticking his nose into downy pubic hair and inhaling deeply.

St. John was about to protest again when Wolverine's mouth engulfed him completely and the words died on his lips. He really didn't care what was up with Logan so long as he kept doing that with his tongue…

Magneto snorted as he and Sabretooth left the vicinity.

"Who would have thought that that could keep a feral Wolverine occupied and unharmed."