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Met at a Bar-by PS

Part Seven

Logan entered the quiet cabin and sniffed.

Ororo was in the bedroom, and by the sound of her even breathing she was asleep.

Logan crept to the large bedroom and looked in; Ororo lay on the bedspread, her silken hair spread around her, her face wet from tears leaking tears.

His heart and body both longed for her.

He licked his lips and inhaled her scent from across the room.

Rain, sandalwood, and the salt of tears.

The beast shook it's head at the last scent, it wasn't happy with him, nobody was apparently.

He shook his head to himself and went away from the doorway, heaving his lusting body away from the soft woman that lay sleeping only yards away from him.

He laid down on the couch and tried not to inhale to deeply, lest her scent reach his searching nose...

Ororo sat up, her body was shivering from the sudden cool of the night, and her head felt fuzzy.

She blinked sleepily, looking around the room in a daze, trying to remember where she was.

She remembered.

She gasped quietly and pushed her snowy hair out of her face, getting up from the comfortable bed, and padding softly down the hallway.

She glanced in each room, finally finding Logan sleeping restlessly in the tiny living area, his stocky body laying on the couch, which, she thought, looked rather uncomfortable.

She shook her head softly and went into the kitchen. It was small and painted a cream color, like the restroom, and it was surrounded with granite countertops and, of course, kitchen-like appliances. She crept over to the refrigerator and opened it quietly, as of hoping not to wake Logan. Inside was a large amount of food that made her sick to look at.

She finally fished a small glass out of one of the cupboards and ran water from the faucet into the cup, leaning against the counter and drinking thirstily.

She stared out into the living room from the doorway and watched as the feral mutant slept, tossing, and muttering to himself quietly in his sleep.

Watching him made her heart clench.

She set her arms under her breasts and walked a bit closer, seating herself firmly in a green chair close to her muse.

She watched as his perfect lips shaped one word that came forth like a warm summer's breeze, "Ororo..."

Her eyes widened in response as said lips curved into deep smile, one that brought a smile to her own lips, but, her smile faded when he uttered the next words.

"Faster Ororo, faster..."

She swallowed silently, and tried not to wake him as she leaned forward and touched his lips softly with her fingertips.

He moaned softly, making her blush in the dark, she set her glass on the floor and trailed her other hand down his chest, making him moan deeper, "'Ro..."

She bit her lip and felt for the fly of his jeans, when she reached is she undid the button and unzipped his pants, trying to remain quiet.

She licked her lips as her hand came into contact with his manhood, which, in turn, drew a loud hiss from the wild man.

She rubbed her fingers lightly over his erection and tried not to laugh as he moaned, grunting out her name in his sleep.

She increased her pressure, running her other hand up and down his chest, trailing the tips of her nails over his nipples and abdomen.

After a few more minutes of this practice Logan gave a hoarse cry, and Ororo shivered as he climaxed, releasing his cum all over her hands and himself.

Ororo bit her lip gently and looked at her hand in the dark, she raised a finger tentively up to her mouth and licked his seed.

She nearly moaned outloud as the concoction hit her tastebuds and made her blood boil.

She looked back at the man in front of her, whom was still asleep and starting to regain his breath and whispered into the darkness to him, "you will be mine Logan."

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