Chapter 4

Marie's POV

I don't know if anyone could ever tell, but I had a 'thing' for the Wolverine. Ok, everyone could tell, but I liked to pretend like it wasn't that noticeable. Now, he was comin' for me, and I couldn't help but glow with excitement.

"You are, mah fiiiire, the one, desiiiire!" I sang walking down the hall to the Danger Room.

I peered into the room to see if anyone was early to the session that was to start in 15 minutes, but it was empty as per usual. I walked in and continued to sing, twisting and stretching in the black leather. It takes a while to make it a bit more comfortable and flexible. Who's idea was it to have us wear these ridiculously tight suits?

"Tell me whyyyy, ain't nothing but a heaaartache! Tell me whyyy, ain't nothing but a miiiistake! Tell me whyyy, I never wanna hear you saaaaay, I want it that way!" I sang and plopped down on the floor to stretch out my legs. I loved this song and it was stuck in my head.

All of a sudden, the mic from the above control room squeaked and I looked up, "Can you sing any good music?" Logan asked, smiling down at me. Good music? What was he talking about?

I stood up and began to stretch my arms, "The Backstreet boys are fantastic, don't hate!" I yelled.

Logan laughed and I watched as the lights in the control room went out and Logan disappeared. He exited through the small door that came out from the stairwell to the control room and walked in front of me, "Are you ready for today's lesson?" he asked, running his index finger along the blonde streak in my hair.

"Depends, what are you teachin' today?" I smirked, grabbing the zipper to his X-suit and pulling it down a little bit before he grabbed my hand and pushed it away lightly. Damn.

"You're nothin' if not persistent, but today's lesson is defence," he winked.

I reached out quickly and grabbed the bulge that was significantly noticeable in the tight leather. He groaned at the sudden and unexpected move., "Your reflexes are a little rusty, sugah," I whispered in his ear as I continued to hold his package through the distressed leather

"Reflexes? It has nothin' to do with relexes, darlin', how do ya know I wanted to stop ya?" he winked, "You're the one that could use a little help," he smiled and then turned me around in one swift move so that my bottom was now pressed tightly against his bulge and he whispered against my neck, "Looks like you're the rusty one."

I smiled and wiggled my bottom a little against his growing bulge, "Hardly." I moved my hips to the left and hit the back of my fist against his balls and he collapsed, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, and here I was thinking the Wolverine didn't have a weakness," I giggled. He can't get away with teasing me, he should know.

Logan, who was on the floor, holding what was left of his manhood, stood up and shook off the pain, "You are gonna get it, missy!" he chuckled.

"Ooh, I'm sooo scared!" I said sarcastically. For those who want to yell at me for hitting a man in the bulge, this is defence class, and I was defending my dignity.

"You should be," he whispered as he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. Just as a heated kiss was about to ensue, a heavily pregnant Storm walked in. Oh yea, did I forget to mention she was preggers? She and Beast are having a baby and she's due in about 3 weeks. It was actually great news at first, I was excited to have a little baby running around here, and even more excited to see what powers it would have. But soon after you get over the "OMG a baby!" stage, you start to realize the downside... Storm is naturally bossy, high maintenance and just plain annoying, but now pregnant Storm is about 10 times worse.

"Have either of you seen Hank?" she exclaimed, one hand pointing at Logan and the other resting on her belly.

"Uh, no, why?" I asked, slipping out of Logan's hold.

"He's probably hiding," Logan laughed.

"I'd tell you to go fuck yourself, Logan, but what you're saying is most likely true, I'm trying to find his hiding place," Storm replied.

"He and Scott usually hangout in the Teacher's Lounge, there's a door in the back that looks like a janitor's closet, but it's another room, a 'man cave' if you may," I smiled. Guys think they're so clever.

"How did you know about that?" Logan asked, turning to me and giving me a confused look.

"Spilled coffee doesn't clean itself, if you really wanted to be so clever, you woulda put it in the guy's washroom," I answered.

"Thanks for the hint, Rogue," Storm smiled, "Don't scare the kids too much, Logan, or you're the one who'll be hiding!" she yelled as she walked out, the steel door slamming shut behind her.

"Now where were we?" Logan asked, turning towards me and grabbing my hips again. Just as I was about to make contact with his lips, Kitty phased into the room.

"Oh, oh gosh, I'm so sorry!" she gasped, backing away from us, noticing our close proximity and arms wrapped around eaachother.

"No worries," I smiled, breaking away from a disappointed Logan.

More students started shuffling into the room until all 25 Session A students had arrived.

"Alright," Logan shouted, cracking his knuckles, "Let's kick some ass!"

-2 Hours Later-

"Fucking hell!" I hissed as Logan ran a cold bath in the ensuite in my room. Half way through the session, a virtual Pyro burned me on the thigh with a fire ball, needless to say it hurt like a bitch.

"Kay, now, come here," he motioned me towards the bath. I had on a bathing suit, sure he had seen me naked, but it's still nice to appear decent in case another student barges in, there are no locks on the doors... the professor's idea.

I stepped into the freezing cold water and shuddered, grabbing his shoulder as he knelt beside the tub, "Shit, that's cold!" I squealed.

"It'll help the burn," he hushed me. I sat in the water and almost screamed as my body shuddered and I gasped.

"Just breathe, just breathe," he calmed me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

It was almost comical the way my teeth were chattering. After a few minutes, the initial shock faded and the burn was feeling better. Logan sat on the edge of the tub that was built into the wall and talked to me as I waited out the 15 minutes he prescribed. Then, I decide to have a little more fun.

"Can you grab that bottle?" I pointed to the orange bottle of shampoo that was on the far side of the tub. I hoped he wouldn't notice the fact that it was shampoo, since I wasn't washing my hair.

He leaned over the tub to grab it, and fell right into my plan. I grabbed his waist suddenly and pulled him into the bath, I can be quite strong when I wanna be.

"Ah, fuck!" he hissed as the coldness of the water made his body shake.

"Ahaha, I told you!" I laughed.

He was lying on top of me now, but he was holding his weight off of my small frame. I leaned in to kiss him and he ran a hand down my side to rest on my hip. We made out for a few minutes before he reached behind my back and pulled the pink string that tied my top together. It came undone with a slight of the hand and my nipples hardened as the cold water had even more contact with them.

Logan expertly latched onto one and licked and sucked at the sensitive flesh until I was writhing beneath him. I was panting and really excited that I was able to drag him into the tub... this seemed like pretty good foreplay to me. But in true Logan fashion, he got up. He stepped out of the bathtub as his clothes were soaking the floor. He walked straight through my room and out into the hall as his footsteps got quieter. What the actual fuck? What was that? I could have cried I was so worked up. He was not getting away with it that easy.

I too got out of the tub, having forgotten about the burn that was still visible on my thigh. I strung my bikini top back up and didn't bother to dry off as I strode down he hall to his room.

The stares I got from peers and kids in the halls were almost unbearable, but I wasn't focused on that right now. They all seemed to do a double take as I was almost naked, wet and pounding on Logan's door.

"Logan, you open this goddamn door right now or I swear, I'll drain you of every last ounce of strength you have and throw you out of your own fucking window!" I shouted. I wasn't actually that angry, but I knew if I overreacted and caused a scene, he would succumb to letting me in his room just to silence the onlookers.

I kept pounding on the door before the professor rolled up and cleared his throat, "Rogue, what exactly is going on here?" he asked, clearly puzzled. I turned around to face him, and face away from the door, still inches from it.

"Well, you see professor," I started to say very loudly, so Logan could hear even if he tried to tune me out, but mostly so that all the other students could hear, "Logan and I were in the bath together and he was just about to fuck me when-" the door swung wide open as two large arms grabbed me and pulled me in then slamming the door shut again.

He let go of me and I spun around to face him, "Oh hey, there!" I said sarcastically.

"What the fuck are you doin'!?" Logan exclaimed.

"Telling the truth... but I could ask you the same thing!" I jolted back, "You shouldn't have just 'gotten up and left!"

"I needed to cool down, the animal was rattling the cage, I want this more than anything, but I can't just take you right then and there in the bathtub, I'm thinking this over and-" he started to say as I cut him off.

"Oh nonono, you are not gonna tell me that now you're thinking having sex with me isn't a good idea! " I shouted.

"No, that's not what I'm saying, I want it to be special. For you," he replied and I swear I almost shed a tear. My rough and tough Wolverine wanted my first night to be special. Fine, I can do special, it just needs to hurry up and get special real quick.

"That's very sweet, I'm sorry for freakin' out on ya," I sighed, batting my eyelashes to try and convince him I was sorry.

"Too late now, missy, Chuck is gonna have my ass on a platter for that little scene out there! ... fuck, what have I gotten myself into!" he rubbed his face with his hands, I could tell he was stressed, but a soft chuckle made the uneasy feeling go away.

"I'm sorry, I'll explain it all, I promise!" I grabbed his forearm to emphasise that he could trust me.

"Logan, a minute alone, please," a voice interrupted Logan's mind, I could tell by the look on his face, the professor was in his head.

"Too bad, he wants to see me," he laughed, tapping my nose with his index finger and the walking to the door.

Narrator POV

"Logan, can I see you in my office?" Charles asked, a serious look on his face.

"What about, Chuck?" Logan pretended to play dumb.

"Sometimes I think you forget who I am," Charles chuckled as he tapped his temple, indicating that he could already read Logan's thought, and the big bad Wolverine knew what he was going to the office for. When you're a kid, you get the satisfaction of walking out of a shocked class full of "oohs and ahs" and strut to the principal's office like a badass, but as an adult, it's just an embarrassment.

As Logan sat across from the professor, separated by a desk, he was compelled to tell Charles to just mind his own damn business, but this was the only home he'd ever known and really wanted to stay for Rogue now.

"Logan, is what I hear true? Are you and Rogue engaging in... activities... in the school?" Charles folded his hands and pressed his index fingers against his chin.

"Activities? You're gonna have to be more specific, Chuck," Logan laughed.

"Sexual activities, Mr. Howlett," Charles said sternly.

"Oh, well then I guess the answer is yes, you used cerebro to find us in that motel, so you know what's going on," Logan grinned.

"I know, but, well, I'm sure you're aware of the complications this provides as you are her teacher, but that isn't my worries here, my worries lie in the fact that this is a school, and I'm already receiving millions of projections from the students about what they witnessed in the hallway," Charles said.

"Don't you guys teach sex-ed here?" Logan chuckled.

"It was not our top priority, but I realize now that it is important, that's why, as your 'punishment', the professor slightly grinned, "You will be teaching a sexual education class tomorrow."

Logan could have passed out, how was he supposed to teach a bunch of kids about safe sex and STDs and birth control, when he himself hadn't ever followed those rules, "Come on, Chuck, you gotta be kiddin' me?"

"Unfortunately, Logan, this is not a joke, if you want to keep your job here, and your room, you will teach a class tomorrow, Storm will give you a package of the curriculum and you can review it tonight, and present it to the class tomorrow," the professor slightly smiled.

"How am I supposed to do this?" Logan threw his hands up in the air.

"Like I mentioned, Storm will give you the curriculum, then the rest is up to you. Just don't disappoint me," the professor said as he rolled out of the room, leaving a dumbstruck Logan to stare out the doorway.

"Fuck," Logan mumbled under his breath.

- Later in Marie's Room-

"You don't know anything about STDs?" Rogue asked Logan as he flipped through the booklet.

"Never had to, healing factor and all," Logan smirked.

"Well, you still shoulda learned about it," she laughed, folding some newly washed clothes.

"Now I am, and this 'Goonerya" is disgusting," Logan scoffed.

"Guaneria, and yea it is, which is why these little punks need to know about it," Marie replied, "Does the old man here know what a condom is?"

"Me? of course," Logan chuckled.

"Just checkin', Mama always said you gotta bag your groceries before you take 'em home," Marie laughed back.

"Your mom told you that?" Logan questioned.

"Believe it or not, before she knew about my mutation, she actually gave a damn about me," Marie shrugged.

"Sorry, darlin, didn't mean to strike a nerve," Logan got up and pulled her into a hug.

"It's ok, you're the only one I need now," she smiled up at him.

Logan kissed her forehead and then let go of her to sit down and continue reading up on the curriculum.

"Hey, aren't you in this class too?" Logan asked, turning to the last page to read the names of the attending students.

"Yepp, I'll have a front row seat for this little show," Marie giggled.

"You will, will you?" Logan grinned.

"Mhm, and I might get a little hot and bothered during the class, so you better watch that little nose of yours," she whispered into his ear before opening the door as Logan shuddered, "Now leave, I've got to get some sleep before your big day tomorrow!"

Logan was still a little worried about the fact that if he could smell Marie in the class tomorrow, it might make him choke even more, but he got up with his papers and kissed her on the cheek before leaving to his room.

For those wondering, we are not quite finished with the internet thing yet, since the title is still "Just Hit Send" so stay tuned, but next chapter is the sex-ed class.