They'd been dating for three months when Peter asked the professor if it would be alright if he used his cabin in the Catskills for a weekend. After he got the keys, he set off to ask Marie to go away for the weekend with him.
He was planning on it being the weekend that they consummated their relationship. He knew that having that much intimate, alone time with her was damn near impossible if he was in the mansion, so he figured a remote cabin in the mountain was his best bet.
When he found her in her room, she was wearing a bathrobe and had just gotten out of the shower.
He smiled, "Wow...don't know if I deserve this kind of welcome."
Marie wrapped her arms around his neck, "Aw hush up and kiss me."
Peter obeyed and kissed her gently on the lips. She allowed her hands to drift over the back of his neck as they ended the kiss, "So what's up?"
He shrugged a little, "I have a surprise for you."
She playfully raised her eyebrows, "Oh really?"
Peter caressed her waist and laid another light kiss on her lips, "Mhm...I'm gonna take you away for the weekend."
Marie briefly furrowed her eyebrows, "Oh...wow."
He cocked his head to the side and examined her expression carefully, "You don't seem as happy as I thought you would..."
She slowly moved her hands from around his neck, "No honey...it's great. It's just...I'm...I've never been away from Emily for that long."
Peter groaned and ran a hand through his hair.
Marie looked down, "You're mad aren't you?"
"No."
"Yes, you are."
He turned away from her and rubbed the back of his neck, "Fine...so what if I am? Is that enough to make you stop playing house with a man who isn't your boyfriend and a kid that isn't yours."
Marie blinked rapidly and shook her head, obviously taken aback by the sudden anger in his voice. Her confusion soon turned to anger when it registered that he was insulting her position in Emily's life.
She narrowed her eyes and took a slow step forward, which was quite intimidating, despite the fact that she was nearly a foot shorter and over a hundred and fifty pounds lighter than him.
Marie pointed at him, "You need to slow your roll, Colossus. You know full well I'm the closest thing that baby girl has to a mother figure. If you wanna call that playin' house, fine...but you throwin' a temper tantrum isn't gonna do a damn thing to change me bein' apart of her life."
Peter lowered his head and sighed, "I'm sorry, honey...I really am. But what if you and I one day get closer and want to get married...and have our own kids?"
She put her hands on her hips and looked away, "I haven't thought of that..."
He slowly step forward and took her hands, "Well I have...I think about it all the time. I really care about you Marie..."
Marie bit her bottom lip and looked up into his eyes, "Really?"
He nodded and pulled her closer, "Let me take you away from the weekend. Emily will be fine..."
She sighed, "Fine."
That evening, Logan was heading down to the gym after putting Emily to bed. He heard Peter and Bobby talking, so he slowed to a stop. Part of him just wanted to walk into the room to keep from hearing anything he shouldn't...but the other part of him desperately needed to know just how serious Marie's relationship was.
He allowed his sensitive ears to listen as Bobby spoke, "So...sealed the deal yet?"
"Not yet...but I'm putting some plans in motion."
Bobby snickered, "Oh yeah?"
"I'm taking her up to the professor's mountain cabin this weekend. I need to get her away from all her little...distractions...if you know what I mean."
Logan suppressed a growl as Bobby responded, "Nice. Congrats, man. Marie's a catch."
"Oh trust me...I know. I'll be a fuckin' hero for finally breaking into those panties...not that it's all about the sex. I mean, Marie's a great girl. She's funny and smart...but damn she's hot."
Logan heard Bobby snort in agreement, "How'd you get her to agree to leave the kid?"
"I fiddled with her biological clock." Peter suddenly began speaking in a mocking tone, "Oh honey...what if we getting married and have a baby...yeah right...like I want any rugrats running around me. Pretty soon, I'll have her forgetting that kid's name!"
Logan rolled his eyes and walked away as the boys cackled and favored each other with high fives.
The next day, Marie walked into the television room to find Logan watching football, while Emily sat on the floor, drawing.
Emily perked up and hopped to her feet before toddling over to Marie with her newly finished picture.
Marie smiled and knelt down to take the picture, "Hey baby girl...what's this?"
"Pic-show of you and daddy!"
"Well, it's gorgeous. Can you make me one of me and you?"
Emily nodded and ran back over to where her paper and crayons were. Marie turned to Logan, who scooted over to make some space on the couch for her.
She slowly took a seat beside him and lowered her voice a little so that Emily wouldn't hear, "Peter's taking me out of town this weekend."
Logan tensed a little and grunted, "Oh...ok. Have fun with that."
Marie gave him an odd look, "You ok?"
He groaned and sat up. Luckily, Storm chose that moment to walk into the library.
Emily screeched, "Antee Stowm!"
Logan stood and pulled Marie up with him, "Storm, you mind watching her?"
"Sure! I was actually coming to see if she wanted to come with me for ice cream!"
"Iceee cweeem! Daddy! Can I go? Pweeease?"
He fished some money out of his pocket and handed it to Storm before looking down at Emily, "Be good, ok, kiddo?"
When Emily and Storm were gone, Logan led Marie to his room and closed the door behind them.
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "What's wrong?"
He paced for a second, then stopped in front of her and looked into her eyes, "Peter's not who you think he is."
"What?"
"I know this sounds weird and it's gonna seem like it comes completely out of left field, but Peter's an asshole."
Marie blinked and shook her head, "Why are you sayin' this?"
"Because!" Long pause... "Because you've done too much for Emily and I for me to let you make a mistake this big...because I-we...care about you..."
She was slightly taken aback by his words, but why would he say that about Peter?
"Why would you say that about Peter?"
He took a step forward and looked deep within her eyes, wordlessly indicating his sincerity and honesty, "Because I heard him downstairs talking to Bobby. You deserve better than him. You deserve to be more than just another notch in his bed post, kid...you're...you're more than that..."
Marie's voice lowered to a husky whisper, "How much more?"
Logan immediately heard the sensual change within her tone and took another, involuntary step forward, quickly invading her space, "A lot more..."
She was barely able to whimper his name before he pulled her into a passionate kiss. In response, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body close to his, moaning against his lips as they backed up against the nearest wall and writhed against each other.
His eyes shot open when he felt her eager hands yanking his plaid shirt out of its tucked position within his jeans. Damn...she wanted to do IT?
Marie's hands were a flurry of activity until he suddenly grabbed them and broke the kiss so that he could lean back and look into her eyes, "Kid...aren't you a...you've never..."
She grabbed the back of his neck, "No...but it has to be you...I've always wanted it to be you...I need it to be you...please."
Who was he to deny her?
Logan released her hands so that she could continue undressing him as he reconnected their lips and began undressing her.
Both of their shirts were off and her jeans were unbuttoned by the time he picked her up and carried her over to the bed. When he looked down into her eyes, he stopped all movement and just stared at her.
"What's wrong?" she whispered.
He gently traced a finger down her face, "Nothin' baby...absolutely nothin'."
She smiled as he laid a soft kiss on her plump lips before moving his mouth from her mouth, to her neck, then between her breasts.
He took his time kissing across the deliciously luscious swell of her breasts as she writhed beneath him in whispered pleasure.
Logan wanted to feel every part of her...kiss every inch of her.
Marie arched up and reached behind her back, expertly unhooking her bra and yanking the straps down to reveal her naked mounds.
His mouth immediately went to one of her nipples, which was already hardened from excitement. She gasped and placed a hand on the back of his head, almost as if she were silently encouraging him to keep going.
He did, until he had to switch to her other nipple.
When he was done showering her breasts with attention, he moved his lips back to hers as he trailed his fingers down her stomach and unfastened her jeans with one hand.
He'd definitely done that before.
It wasn't long before he allowed his lips to follow his fingers to her open jeans. Marie raised her hips slightly as he pulled her jeans and panties off.
She trembled in nervous anticipation as she watched him gently part her knees and trail kisses down the inside of her thigh.
He could tell she was nervous, so he placed a hand on her shivering stomach and looked into her eyes, "You're beautiful, Marie...you've always been beautiful to me."
Logan took that opportunity to rub his thumb over her clit, causing her to jump and gasp. He watched her eyes roll close as he slowly pushed a finger inside of her. He felt her warm pussy surround him so tightly, just imagining pushing himself inside of her nearly made him cum right then and there.
He knew for a fact that Marie wore tampons during her period...he'd been sent on a tampon run more than once during their friendship...so her hymen was not the issue...his size and the fact that this was her first time, might be...so he wanted to make sure she was as wet and ready as possible.
He kissed the inside of her thigh again as he began slowly moving his finger in and out, savoring the feeling and the smell of her sweet juices as they coated his finger and began to leak out onto his hand.
Damn she was wet.
"Please...please Logan...I need you inside of me."
He sat up and removed the last of his clothing before climbing between her legs and looking down into her eyes.
He kissed her lips and whispered, "I'll go slow, ok?"
Marie nodded wordlessly and bit her lip as she felt him push himself inside of her, inch by inch.
She gasped and arched as he settled his entire length inside of her, causing him to shiver and grip the blankets on the bed to make sure he didn't lose control too soon.
"Oh...God Marie...don't move..."
She obeyed as he shut his eyes tight, then lifted his head to look into her eyes, "Damn baby...you feel amazing."
Marie moaned and licked her lips, "Logan...oh god...please...fuck me."
He put his forehead against hers as he slowly began sliding himself in and out of her dripping wet crevice. She allowed her hands to roam up and down his glistening, toned back for a while before finally resting them on his ass.
Logan groaned in approval as he began gingerly increasing his pace, earning sighs and gasps of lust from his entranced goddess.
Marie got the hang of things pretty quickly. She soon found herself bucking upwards against him as her body involuntarily shuddered in orgasm.
Logan threw his head back and almost howled as he came deep within her, sending strand after strand of semen into her core.
His arms trembled as he struggled to keep from collapsing on top of her. He pumped into her a few more times before slipping out and flopping down beside her.
He brushed her hair out of her face as she laid on the crook of his arm and panted wearily, "I think I like you, Wolverine..."
"I think I more than like you, Marie."
They had the chance to make love once more before Emily returned from her ice cream excursion with Storm.
Her little fists pounded on the door, "Daddy! I godda go poddeee!"
YAY! They did it!
