Selina's POV
I knew what I was doing when I led Logan through the fire escapes and roofs of Gotham City's finest buildings. If I said that I was actually moving slower in my older age as I climbed my way through the city, I'd be completely lying. I was in fact moving slower so that Logan could actually give chase, all the while throwing out taunting verbal cues the entire time. Logan can slice and dice and pounce like there's no tomorrow, but climbing…well he sucks at it. I perched myself at the corner of the building that I had in my sights since leaving my apartment and curled my legs around the gargoyle statue that resided there. I put my hands on my hips as I peered down at Logan growling and cursing under his breath as he made his way to the ledge beneath me a few moments later.
"Ah, there you are…I was starting to think I scared you off," I said to him with a sly grin, to which he turned a glare up in my direction.
"Normally when women ask you to give chase, it's a little sprint down the street in jest. I didn't think you were actually going to make me chase you. Jesus, how do you climb so fast?" Logan asked while seemingly catching his breath as he leaned against the railing.
"Comes with the territory, Buttercup," I answered as I lifted the goggles up onto my head so I could use my night vision and peer into the windows of the building across the street.
"So the building with the goods is right across the way there. Looks like its empty, save for a few alarm systems. Lasers, it looks like. Nothing I can't handle," I said as I slipped the goggles back over my face and began to readjust the whip around my waist.
"Alright, just give me a minute to catch my breath, would ya?" Logan asked as he let out a huff. I raised an eyebrow to him before looking left and then right with confusion.
"Oh, don't take offense, but I'm taking this one solo," I said rather matter of factly as I had assumed this was pretty obvious given the nature of the event.
"Whatta mean you're taking this on solo? Selina, the whole reason I even bothered to actually chase you the whole way here is so I could be your goddamned back up," Logan said with a slight growl to his tone. He stood straight up now, having seemed to found his breath after all as he put one hand on his hip and allowed the other to flail around to further enunciate his point.
"Logan, seriously…I got this. You're all brawn…you'd be like a bull in a china shop in there. Last thing we need is you tripping a wire or bumping into something with your bulging arm muscles, or squared…firm…shoulders and…," I started to say as my eyes began to roam over Logan's clothed form. Even in clothes, the man was an absolute vision in everything that was deemed masculinity in every sense of the word. I bit at my lower lip before clearing my throat and shaking my head back and forth.
"Bottom line, this is my thing. I got this, pretty please with extra gravy on top," I said as I interlaced my fingers in prayer in front of me for extra pleading emphasis. I watched as Logan went back and forth in his mind, a hand dragging down his face and rubbing at the stubble of his chin in frustration.
"Fine, but I am watching your every move from outside," he answered as I let a grin spread widely across my face. I leaned down so that I could reach his face with my gloved hand and let one of the claws pop out. I drug the tip of the claw just lightly enough to make a scratching sound but not actually break the skin. I felt Logan's jaw square off beneath my touch as I let the tip of the claw flick off the tip of his chin.
"I'll be sure to remember you're staring at me the entire time I'm in there," I said as I gave him an idle wink that I realize he probably couldn't even see due to my goggles. Logan licked a bit at his lower lip before slowly shaking his head.
"You, Selina Kyle…are walking trouble in a skintight suit," he said to me as I couldn't help but give out a little laugh.
"That should be my new byline. I like that. Off to work I go, be sure to have dinner ready when I get home, Sweetheart, I'm working over time," I said to him with another smirk before I immediately stood up atop the gargoyle and climbed atop the rooftop. I took a running start and pushed off the buildings edge so that I could latch my whip onto the adjacent buildings scaffolding. I glanced over my shoulder to see Logan on the other building having looked stressed at my leap of faith, as he shook his head at me and I only smiled in return. Using my increasingly popular window cutting claws, I cut a chunk out of the pane of glass to allow me entrance. Once inside, a barrage of red laser beams immediately greeted me. I actually got a bit excited, seeing as it had seemed ages since I had to do aerobatic maneuvers through a laser beam field. I rubbed my hands together in anticipation and made certain that my whip was secure about my form. I then began my snake like crawl, dips, and slides through the sea of red alarms, making extra sure to tilt my ass towards the window that I knew Logan was peering in on, watching me.
After I completed the thieving version of an open floor routine in the summer Olympics, I approached the prize that would surely pay rent for the next six years if the appropriate buyer was found. It was a rather large sapphire encrusted with smaller diamonds that used to belong to some duchess or another way back when. I hadn't cared as much about the history as I cared about the clarity and worth of the jewel itself. I quickly surveyed the jewel's surroundings, checking for any kind of pressure switch or other alarms connected. I was just about to perform an Indiana Jones technique on the pressure plate that the jewel was setting atop when I heard a shuffling sound and then a massive form moved from within the shadows…right into one of the beams.
"You've gotta be-," I started to say as the walls then echoed with the ever annoying, shrill sound of the alarm going off throughout the entire establishment. I narrowed my eyes as I lifted the goggles above my head for a moment to see the figure through the darkness.
"Croc? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, having recognized that scaly monstrosity any day. Since when had he taken up cat burglary and how had he managed to eye the same jewel I had? I had begun to think before the sudden realization slowly started to come to mind. My form flew past a stunned and very angry Croc towards the window, not paying any mind to running through the beams since the alarm had already been set off. I poked my head out the window, spotting Logan who was currently pacing back and forth on the building across the way, as if contemplating how he was going to jump across.
"Oh, Logan! We're about to get-," I started to shout before a man came flying through the window above my head, a loud growl escaping from the mutated creature behind me.
"-company," I said to finish my statement as I watched Logan's eyes grow wide and without another moment to think it through, he took a few steps back and catapulted himself between buildings, making a not so graceful landing on the scaffolding outside the window. His weight almost made the scaffolding crash to the ground before he unsheathed his claws and used them as leverage to pull himself in through the window.
"What are you doing here Selina?!" Croc roared as I could hear dozens of footsteps starting to clamor up the stairs, barreling towards us.
"I could ask you the same thing! Since when do you bother with theft before decapitations?" I asked as Croc rolled his neck in preparation for the ever-looming sounds of men for him to pummel.
"A job is a job, Cat," he said and I shook my head rapidly back and forth as I felt Logan's body moving closer to my own as if protecting me.
"Listen, Croc, that's the Humans Against Mutant Authority out there and they are NO joke. They're after all of us and if they catch any of us, we're going to become earthworms on a dissection table. Get my drift?" I asked and Logan stepped forward in front of both of us, throwing his fists out to the sides as it seemed every single one of his veins was saluting his efforts and bulging themselves to the surface.
"Then we better make sure that doesn't happen," Logan said and Croc left out a hearty chuckle, throwing his head back and everything.
"I like this guy," Croc said after the chuckles had settled. We all stood at the ready as the footsteps slowed outside the door. I rested my hands on either side of my hips and decided that my claws should also be unsheathed because there was no point in pretending they weren't there at this point. Croc raised a single eyebrow…or where there would have been an eyebrow on his scaly head.
"Those new?" he asked and I glanced over my shoulder to him with a smirk.
"Long story," was all I said before the door burst open and dozens of HAMA agents began pouring in to attempt and capture us all; undoubtedly, we were three of the most lethal subjects they'd ever attempt to ensnare. Those poor, poor souls. Logan immediately ran forward as the first man raised a gun and pointed it towards us.
"If you all come quietly and without a fight, it'll make this all a lot easier on all of us!" the man bellowed as Logan answered his plea with his claws colliding through the man's gun holding hand, lopping it off at the wrist. The hand still gripping the gun fell to the floor and the man's eyes widened in horror before he screamed.
"You Goddamned animal!" the man bellowed as Logan rose both sets of claws and sliced them through the air near the man's neck, decapitating him in an instant. He stood still a moment, blood dripping from his claws as a few of the other men filed in from outside.
"You want some too, Bub?" Logan asked as the lead man raised his hand and made scrambling gesture above his head.
"Get these assholes!" the man yelled as Croc let out another hearty laugh and the rest of the men filed in; I took a few steps forward, preparing myself for the first attack. The next ensuing moments that occurred were a clashing of humans versus gifted beings; claws slashed, jaws snapped, and growls emanated all around. I myself was using my claws as a backup plan while mostly using my fists, knees, and whip to slow the men down. Logan seemed to be even more willing to send the men to an early grave if they didn't take a hint and high tailed it out of the building, away from the dangers of three beings with animal instincts and sharp claws. I paused a moment amidst the chaos to watch Logan. As fists and blood flew around me, the room seemed to fall into slow motion as I watched Logan in all his glory. What transfixed me was clearly one of two things; the sheer masculine, carnal nature that he exuded as he fought and slashed his way through his enemies, or the fact that he decided to rid himself of his white tank top once one of the men caused a rip in it.
I watched as Logan lunged forward, slammed his claws into one man's chest with a primal growl, and then shoved his boot into the man's chest to remove said claws. I watched as he ran past several men, as they shot at him, not caring if the bullets landed in their destination or not as he slashed left to right and de-armed the entirety of gun wielding men. It was when a man landed a punch across my face that I was brought back to reality, in a very large way; rage consumed me as my eyebrows furrowed behind my goggles and I immediately slashed my feline claws across the man's face. It was in the midst of this endless bout of enemies that I managed to spy Croc making his way to a nearby window. He held the sapphire up for me to view with a devilish grin before he escaped out the window.
"Shit!" I bellowed, realizing that Croc was using us as a distraction, not only to escape the HAMA agents, but to also get away freely and easily with the jewel that I had had my eyes on for months prior to the incident. I started to take out my frustration on the men more so then ever now as Logan continued to do the same until the floor was littered in dead, bloodied bodies. Either the rest of the men had fled, or we truly killed every fucking one of them. Logan and I both turned our bodies to and fro, our chests heaving, our claws still bared, waiting for another wave of enemies to appear, but they didn't. We slowly turned to look at one another; our eyes stared intensely as we waited for our bodies to catch their breath. I hadn't been sure at the time what came over me, but I suddenly ran forward as Logan followed suit and our bodies collided into a furious bout of kissing and groping, despite the fact that both sets of our claws refused to hide themselves yet.
Logan bent my body backwards from the sheer ferocity and aggression of his kiss, his hand gripping the back of my head as the other hand engulfed one of my hips, his claws mere centimeters from cutting into my flesh. We stopped for a moment staring at one another, as if taking one last chance to back down from what we were about to do, as if there was no coming back from it and everything was about to change. I peeled the hood from my head to make my blonde locks sprout out as Logan leaned into me and unabashedly took one long inhale of my neck, an animalistic growl escaping his throat as he gripped onto both of my hips and pulled me into him further.
"Christ, just the scent of you is driving me fucking insane, I don't think I can control myself if you kiss me like that again," Logan said to me and one of my hands rose to the zipper at the front of my suit as I slowly began to pull it down towards my navel, exposing part of my breasts.
"Then don't," I said quite simply as we stared at each other for one last moment before our animalistic urges took over and sexual chaos ensued. Our mouths worked at one another like we were trying to devour the other as Logan raised his hands to rid my top half of the suit, my breasts now fully exposed to the cool air within the building as his warm, bare chest pressed into my own. He walked me backwards until I felt my back collide with a nearby wall and I let out a grunt. He then stopped kissing me and dropped his mouth to my shoulder, giving it a bite that bordered on pain but didn't actually break the skin. One of my hands gripped at his back, my claws lightly digging in to the point that I did draw blood, which made Logan growl and scoop his hands under my ass. Next thing I knew, I was lifted into the air and dropped, not placed, onto a nearby table, as he took no time in gripping onto my cat suit and removing the rest of it from my body, boots and all.
I lifted up onto my elbows once I was completely naked and displayed in front of him with a seductive grin. My body leapt from the table, my bare feet navigating around the dead bodies as I reached a hand up to grip at the back of his hair to lift myself up to his mouth again, taking his bottom lip between my teeth, causing a bit of blood to escape from it.
"Not sure how you feel about foreplay, but I may just have to force myself on you if you try to drag this out right now," I said into his ear, the tip of my tongue grazing his ear lobe, my claws lightly dragging down the scruff on his jaw. My hands were busy undoing the buckle of his jeans as Logan gave me a growl in response. My body was suddenly turned over as I felt the wooden table pressed against my breasts and peered over my shoulder to see Logan relieving himself of the rest of his jeans and boots. I felt his form lean over me as his teeth grazed my shoulder again, this time causing a bit of blood to escape as I let out a light hiss in response, biting the air in front of his face. He smiled wickedly at me before he wasted absolutely no time and plunged his way inside me from behind. I let out a gasp as my head flew backwards slightly, my hands gripping onto the edges of the table as he began to thrust.
I felt large, rough hands gripping onto each of my hips for leverage, his claws lightly grazing my sides as the occasional grunt escaped from deep within his chest. I arched my back to present myself even further for him as his one hand moved to grip on my hair lightly, freezing my head so that I was looking at the ceiling for a moment before he leaned forward, planting his fists on either side of my shoulders on the table, his hips continuing to gyrate behind me. My claws began to dig grooves into the table as I continued to grip as hard as my hand strength would allow, continued moans escaping my throat. I bit down on my lower lip as the all familiar sensation started to build in my lower regions, my eyes squeezing shut as the climax overtook me. Every muscle in my body clenched and I couldn't help but let out a cry in appreciation. I felt Logan's movements begin to intensify before he too reached his release, a deep guttural growl that almost sounded like a yell, escaping his lungs.
I crawled my way up onto the table and let myself fall onto my back, my hands resting above my head as Logan followed suit. Once he too was lying on his back on the table, I turned onto my side so that my chin was resting on his chest. He furrowed his eyebrows, finally sheathing his claws, almost seeming embarrassed.
"I'm sorry…Christ, did I hurt you?" Logan asked, a bit alarmed and I shook my head back and forth.
"Nope. So long as you continue to impale me with Fido Jr. and not your claws, I think we'll be ok. Not that that would make much of a difference either, but I may take offense to the intent," I said with a wicked smile as he raised a hand to move a piece of hair from my eyes.
"Take note...after this HAMA situation is dealt with, I am personally hunting down Croc and gouging his eyeballs out with my claws until he hands over that jewel he took. Fucking bastard," I said with a scowl. Logan reached his arm down and off the edge of the table, rummaging through his clothes before he raised a large red jewel in his hand and held it out to me.
"Would this constitute as a consolation prize, or are you still set on blinding a mutant crocodile?" he asked and at that moment I hadn't even cared how he came across it, but more so that he took it for me and didn't give a rats ass that it wasn't under the 'good guy deeds' column. I smiled widely as I snatched the ruby into my hand and moved so that I was straddling his lap and peering down at him.
"Wouldn't happen to be ready for round two already would you, Wolvie?" I asked, fully prepared to display my appreciation for his gesture. He sat up as he moved one of his hands to the small of my back and I felt the answer to my question as it began to solidify against my butt cheeks. He smiled wickedly up at me before speaking.
"Thought you'd never ask, Kitten," he said and I proceeded to ride my appreciation straight out of him.
