Logan's Favorite Words
Rating: M
Disclaimer: No own, no sue.
They'd been fuck buddies for a couple of months shy of a year and Logan was itching to tell her he loved her. He could tell that she was starting to want more, too, but she never said anything.
Although he was hesitant to properly verbalize his true feelings, he continued to shower her with the affection that only a man truly in love would give.
When they played football with some of the kids on Thanksgiving, they looked like the perfect couple.
The holiday game was actually Logan's idea, but he made Marie plan it since he didn't want to look like a big ole softy. There were a few kids who were unable to go home and he felt bad for them, so he suggested that Marie schedule a game for the afternoon before Thanksgiving dinner was served.
He actually allowed other people to hear his laugh and see the genuine smile that he only usually favored Marie with in the privacy of their room.
As he "tackled" her, he picked her up from behind and playfully lifted her in the air as she giggled uncontrollably. Storm was busy snapping pictures and caught several adorable ones of them together.
When they lined up for another play, Logan was on offense while Marie was positioned at defense. She pointed over the line and yelled at him, "You're goin' down!"
Yep, I am...on you...tonight.
She must've known what he was thinking because she wriggled her eyebrows and flicked her tongue out suggestively.
That little show of hers made him almost drop the ball when it was snapped. Logan was unable to find any open receivers, so he opted to run it. Marie caught up to him and jumped on his back, but he ended up carrying her all the way into the "inzone" for a touchdown.
The kids had a field day with that.
Marie was laughing so hard she almost fell completely off of his back, but he hooked his arms under her knees and held her as she wrapped her arms more securely around his neck.
"Don't I get a kiss for whoopin' your sorry ass?" he laughed.
She giggled and favored his cheek with a soft kiss, "That's all you get, mister! You know ya cheated!"
One of the kids ran up to them, "Nuh uh! Mr. Logan played fair and square!"
Logan smirked as he set Marie on her feet, "Yep. You tell 'er, kiddo."
He ruffled the boy's head and guided him back to the line up before tossing the ball back to Peter.
Marie kissed his cheek again and smirked, "I love it when you show off that brute strength of yours..."
He grabbed her by the waist, but she whispered something about not being naughty in front of the kids. He grinned, "You think I'm naughty now, just wait til you see me tonight."
A couple of the younger girly girls who were sitting on the sidelines serving as cheerleaders stood and began chanting, "Logan and Rogue sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love...then comes marriage...then comes Wolverine with a baby carriage."
He grumbled and eyed the little girls warily as Marie rolled her eyes and squeezed his arm, "There there...calm down." She began running back to the other side of the field and playfully yelled back, "Who knows? They could be right!"
"Wouldn't that be somethin'", he thought as he got a faraway look in his eyes. Jubilee had to yell his name to snap him out of the daydream that was filled with Marie, their home and their future children.
After a fun afternoon playing football, everyone returned to the mansion to get ready for dinner.
Marie and Logan had a quickie in the shower and made it downstairs just as everyone was getting situated in the lunch room.
After the professor said a few words, then everyone dug in. Storm spoke up as the meal was winding down, "How about we go around the table and say one thing we're thankful for?"
How about, let's not...and say we did.
Jean smiled and looked at Scott as she squeezed his hand, "I'll go first...I'm thankful for everyone here and the fact that our world is becoming better for you kids to grow up in...I'm also thankful that, by this time next year...we'll need an extra place at this table..."
Storm screeched happily, "You're pregnant?"
Jean nodded as her friend grabbed her into a hug. Congratulations poured in from every end of the table. Even Logan raised a glass and nodded toward the happy couple.
Marie was proud.
The children were given their opportunity to tell what they were thankful for and Logan couldn't help but get bored.
A random, little voice blurted, "I'm thankful for the flowers!"
I'm thankful for Marie's luscious lips.
Another child yelled, "I'm thankful for the stars in the sky."
I'm thankful for Marie's tight, round ass.
"I'm thankful for the new Nintendo Wii in the rec room!"
I'm thankful for Marie's mile long legs...wrapped around my hips as I-
He suddenly heard Storm call his name, "Logan, it's your turn. What are you thankful for?"
The professor suddenly interjected, "He's thankful for Rogue..." Logan's eyes bugged out slightly as the professor's calm eyes met his. Charles smirked at Logan before he continued, "He's thankful for her for putting on such a wonderful football game for you this afternoon."
Logan nodded and coughed a little, "Yeah...and I'm thankful for all this delicious grub. Great job Storm. Jean."
Logan heard the professor's voice in his head, 'Logan...please try not to project so loudly when I'm in the room. I may be tolerant of your arrangement, but I still think of her as a daughter and no father wants to hear those kind of thoughts about his daughter.'
Sorry, Chuck...Happy Thanksgiving.
By the time Christmas arrived, Logan was able to get copies of the pictures Storm took at the football game blown up and framed to give to Marie as one of her presents. He figured it was a nice change from all of the expensive, meaningless shit he bought her.
He presented it to her on Christmas eve.
She must have liked it, because five minutes after she opened it, she was giving him a blow job. Ten minutes after that, she was on top of him, fucking his brains out. She slowed her movements and placed her forehead against his, "Logan...Logan...I love you."
He grabbed her hips and suddenly halted her movements before taking her face in his hands and tilting it up.
He whispered, "Marie...look at me..." She slowly opened her eyes to stare into his. He kissed her lips softly and whispered, "Say it again...look at me and say it..."
Her body trembled against his as she looked into his eyes and whispered, "I-I love you..."
His mouth dropped open as he stared at her, "Holy shit..."
Marie averted her eyes, "I'm sorry...I know I shouldn't have said that-"
He quickly ran a hand through her hair before pulling her face close to his, "I fuckin' love you so damn much..."
Before she could say anymore, he kissed her hungrily and rolled them over as he began desperately pumping into her. She moaned into his mouth and arched her back, pressing her body closer to his as they began cumming together.
Logan laid worshipful kisses all over her face, neck and chest. He rolled off of her but kept her enveloped in his embrace as he continued laying butterfly kisses over her forehead.
She smiled and idly traced invisible designs over his pectoral muscles, "I was so afraid you would freak out over me sayin' that. It just popped out..."
He smiled and squeezed her for a brief second, "Truth be told...I'm glad it did."
She looked up into his eyes, "Get dressed...I wanna show ya somethin'."
Within ten minutes, Marie was silently leading him through the halls of the mansion. She led him into the library, which was only lit by the fire and the lights of the large Christmas tree in the room.
He had seen it before, but never at night...next to the glow of a warm, crackling fire. He looked at her as she closed her eyes and took a deep whiff of the air, "Smell that? Smells like Christmas."
He smiled and pulled her close, "Smells good..."
They eventually laid down on the couch together, staring at the tree and the fire. She laid her head on his chest and yawned as minutes began to tick by, "Merry Christmas, baby..."
"Merry Christmas, darlin'."
Soon, her breathing grew even and her eyes closed. He smiled and pressed his lips to her forehead.
Those three precious words turned out to be the best gift he'd ever gotten.
Review! I do hope you enjoyed this one. It was fun to write.
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Since this "Logan's Favorite..." series has sprung SO many parts, I plan on consolidating all parts into one story and deleting the separate little parts, so keep an eye out. Don't panic, it will all still be there for your repeated viewing pleasure, just under one story entitled "Logan's Favorite..."
