I'm planning on wrapping up a few fics, this one included since it's not entirely a cohesive story. If anybody has a fandom idea with either a Rogan fic, pride and prejudice, doctor who or Sherlock lemme know. Also, maybe will be posting some new fics so if anyone is interested I might mention some more on these later… Also: THIS CHAPTER IS NOT FOR YAH WEE YOUNG EYES YE HEARING MEH? This here is the m-rated lemony yum yum you've all been waiting for. You've been warned.

Chapter 10: Moth to a flame

Somewhere along the way, he'd taken her hand in his. His thumb stroked the inside of her wrist and neither of them spoke when they came to the sand. It was still warm under foot from the sweltering day and Marie stepped away, delicately putting her towel down and removing his shirt. Beside them she set up the little radio she'd brought along to keep her company and flicked it on.

"We don't have to go in very deep, ah know yah bones don't let yah float really."

She could feel his eyes burning holes in her back as she took her hair down, fought back the urge to shy away from his heated gaze. Jubilee had insisted this was just the thing to push him over the edge but they'd been dancing so close to it for days now that she wasn't sure if they'd tip or plunge right over. She tugged the forest green bikini top into place, made sure the hip-hugging bottom piece didn't leave any bits of her hanging out too obviously. Even so, the crisscross pattern of it left little to the imagination.

"Might as well be swimming naked." He grunted. She turned to look at him over her shoulder.

"Do yah want meh to?"

His head tilted, lips curling into a smirk.

"You don't have the balls."

Without breaking eye contact, she reached behind her and undid the hooks on the top, letting it drop to the sand with the towel. Her expression mirrored his, one hand playing with an errant curl.

"Tit fah tat sugah. Yah turn." He pulled his shirt up and over his head, unbothered and tossing it to the side. He let his gaze wander openly down her body, licked his lips when he looked at her breasts.

"You've got one helluva poker face darlin'." He conceded finally, still smirking. She rolled her eyes.

"Ah'm surprised yah notice mah face." Was her cheeky reply. Someone slow and steady was crooning out over the radio, she let the beat move in her hips , sway in her arms as they rose above her head.

"I always thought you had real pretty eyes. Got other pretty parts too. you plannin to dance for me?" Logan asked, voice becoming gruff as it was earlier.

"Maybe if yah come join meh." Turning her back to him, she stepped into the water still dancing. The gentle surf lapped at her ankles, the warm night air beckoning. His presence was all around her, body heat pressed into her back and hands gliding possessively over her front. Together they moved, their bodies molded to one another and his lips on the soft spot just below her ear.

Marie felt his tongue flick out, nibble at the sensitive flesh while his large hands played with her body, squeezing and toying with her breasts. Humming in pleasure, she made sure to rub her ass up against his groin and smiled to herself when he growled.

"Where'd you learn how to move like this darlin?" The hard planes of his chest warmed her back, she arched when his rough fingertips began to swirl patterns down her belly to her hips and back up again.

"Been practicing. We could go in the water if it's too rough for you. Get nice and wet so things slide together?" Her heart was beating so fast she was certain his feral ears could hear it. He growled, turning her to face him, his hand gentling.

"Didn't you mention swimming naked? Or were you all talk?" He was calling her bluff, even while he made sure she was alright. He inhaled for the briefest of seconds, checked her scent to be sure she wasn't being pushed too far. It made her love him all the more for it.

"You have to do it too." He raised an eyebrow but kicked off his boots, leaving them behind them on the sand.

Smiling coyly she turned and headed for the water, already beginning to shimmy out off the bikini bottoms.

"One chance." He called out to her retreating back. She stopped, turning back and her smile slid away. The gold was shining clear through in his eyes, one hand at the button of his jeans waiting to drag down the zipper.

"Sugah?" Something crackled between them again and he stalked closer, eyes caressing her body in a predatory once over.

"I'll give you one last chance to walk away from this. You can put your suit on, I'll grab a pair of boxers and we'll have a friendly swim. I won't touch you." He tipped her chin up, voice dropping to a low rumble that she felt down in her toes. The Wolverine gazed back at her.

"But this is your only chance. The games have been fun, sure, but that shit is done. You take anything else off and you're mine. We're gonna leave here mated and you'll have my heart till the day I'm finally six feet under darling. You get what I mean?" When she didn't immediately answer he dragged her to his body, let her feel the hardness growing between his legs.

"We'll follow you to the ends of the earth and back. There's no shaking the animal, he'll never leave you. You're it for us. That's what this is gonna mean, this isn't a game. So if you're not wanting us or if you just want sex even, I need you to tell us now. Or else we'll both end up burned, you get me?" She nodded, biting her lip and he wanted to lean down and bite it for her, wanted to bury himself in her warm ripe scent but he didn't, he couldn't.

Instead, he released her and waited for her answer.

For all their earlier bravado, his animal was pacing impatiently and Logan was doing his best not to fidget. His life was in her hands, he honestly wasn't sure how he would stand her telling them she wasn't ready, that it had just been fun for her or that she'd thought about it and she wanted his cock sure but a relationship? Yeah right. Not with him, never with him. She was pure and light and sweetness, he was a horny old man who could never deserve-

"Yah gonna stand there frowning or are yah coming in cowboy?" Sometime in between his speech and self-loathing, she'd lost the rest of the suit and was now completely nude in front of him, moonlight leaving her skin with an unearthly glow and large whiskey eyes egging him on. The seductress was replaced the minute she broke into giggles and dashed for the water, Logan shucking clothes and hot on her heels.