I started writing this as soon as the last chapter was posted, mainly cause I really wanna have regular updates and I also have another fic Idea which I would feel bad for posting if I'm not updating the fics already out. So hopefully you guys like where this is going or aren't bored. I could understand if I've lost readers since it's taken so long. Again, really sorry, health isn't cooperating :( Also, I OWN NOTHING and the songs quoted here are "Earned it" by the Weeknd and "A thousand years" by Christina Perri. I would suggest listening to them to get the full chapter effect
Chapter 21: Come in for a coffee
The four mutants all decided to turn in early, for various reasons. Victor and Lola had no qualms with openly displaying affection, both teasing the other with lingering glances and Victor going between a near constant purr and growling at his mate. By the time dinner was over, they barely managed a good night before disappearing upstairs.
Used to being on their own anyway, both Marie and Logan decided to follow suit. Logan was looking forward to sitting in front of a large screen TV to watch the game and Marie thought she might play with Pollock awhile before going to bed.
However, it occurred to both that perhaps the other had expectations, now that they were making an attempt at a relationship. As such, Marie was only mildly surprised when Logan stopped her outside of the door going into her room.
"Hey uh.. was just thinking I'm not really into the teams playing tonight anyway… so I mean, if you uh, you know, wanted to stick around or maybe have me come by…" He trailed off, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck. Marie was internally breathing a sigh of relief, the entire walk up she'd been trying to figure out how to ask him if he wanted to hang out. Now she smiled and tried her best to play it cool.
"Absolutely! Ah mean.. um, if yah want. Ah wouldn't mind. Ah just wanna get in mah PJ'S first. Is- is that okay?"
He nodded, almost as quickly as she'd given her answer and shifted to his other foot.
"Yeah course, gotta be comfortable right?"
"Right."
Marie rubbed her arms and Logan shifted again,both looking at just about everything but each other.
"So ah'll just um.. Ah'll just go an do that now. If- if yah wanna come over in like… 10 minutes?" She suggested. Logan nodded again, hands now jammed in his pockets. "10 minutes is good, that's real good Kid."
Her head bobbed and he tried not to drool. Marie always looked good to him, but something about her sleepy bedroom eyes always had him raring to go. Evidently trying not to stare didn't work, because the girl reddened and took a step back into her room.
"So ah'll just- uh, go do that. Now." Marie finished lamely. He nodded, irritated with himself for being tongue tied and continued to stand there while she closed the door.
This is why you need to let me out.
Not happening.
You can't even talk to her now!
It's fine, we're gonna go see her aren't we?
You're acting like a pansy, get it together!
He snarled but begrudgingly admitted that the animal was right. This was Marie, not some side chick or back alley whore. Their girl had never expected anything, never demanded anything but that they take care of themselves. Valued who they were, not just their claws.
So what if they were changing their relationship? He'd loved her just as much before, and now he knew she felt the same. He could do this.
We can do this. Just love her, that's all she wants.
Right.
He gave Marie about ten minutes or so, leaving his boots in his own room and trying not to pace. He didn't do romance and she needed time to work with her mutation.. He would wait until she was ready, when she could feel good about her control. But could he help somehow?
At the end of the ten minutes, he went through the bathroom to her side and let himself in. He could hear music, on the opposite side of the room she was messing around with her laptop and he assumed that's where it was coming it from. He took a quiet moment to do nothing more than observe. The rise and fall of her breasts in one of his shirts. The small furrow between her eyes as she concentrated, her gloved fingers flying over the keyboard. The song changed a few times before she noticed him standing in the doorway.
"Sorry ah was.. Um.. just listenin tah some music while ah got changed. Have yah been waiting long?" He shook his head, once again unsure of himself. She smelt as nervous as he felt, hands wringing themselves and hesitating to even stand.
"Kid… I don't bite."
"Ah- ah know.."
"Unless you want me to that is."
She rolled her eyes but something in the air shifted, the tension cracked and then broke like an egg.
"Easy there cowboy, gotta buy meh dinner first." She chided. Logan grinned wryly. "Name the place darlin." Marie giggled and he felt himself relaxing. This was them. The playful flirting, the teasing and the comfortable atmosphere between the two. "Kinda late for dinner seeing as we already ate, but we could do somethin else probably." He came into the room further, shutting the door behind him.
"Come dance with me." He suggested. Marie blinked in surprise, standing at his request. "Ah didn't know yah danced sugah." Truthfully, neither did he. But it seemed a given, what with the music and all. It also occured to him that it would be a good way to ease into more intimate touching, maybe help get Marie headed towards the full control she craved.
"One dance won't kill me. Probably." She rolled her eyes again but started to walk towards him, stopping only when he added, "No gloves." A nerve in his head throbbed when Marie physically moved away from him yet again.
"Ah- ah can't." Logan sighed. "Yes, you can. You won't hurt me Marie." She swallowed, taking another step back. "But- but ah could if-" Refusing to let her continue to worry, he strode forward and hugged her to him, pressing every inch of their bodies against one another and pressed his lips to her neck.
"I got you Marie." He murmured. She made an odd sound, like she might cry, before she nodded against his shoulder. Slowly her arms came up around him, he could feel her easing off each glove and dropping them to the floor. Still holding her close, he began to sway, gradually loosening his hold enough that their eyes could meet while he held one small hand over his heart.
"Not dead yet." He joked. Marie's lips pursed but she moved in a little closer.
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone,
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow.
"This is.. Ah nevah slow danced before." She admitted. He raised an eyebrow and she continued, "Ah wasn't allowed, mah daddy said it wasn't appropriate. Ah was supposed tah wait for that till ah was a debutante." Logan shrugged. "I don't make a habit of dancing with anybody else." He replied, kissing her head. Marie blushed but let him put her arms around his neck. More progress, he mentally cheered. Not to mention, Marie smelt really fucking good.
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
"Feeling like you're gonna zap me yet?" He asked, mock seriously. Marie pretended to glare. "When yah act like a pain, yeah." He nipped at her fingertips. "Brat." She laughed, moving in time to the music with ease until the song switched over.
You make it look like it's magic
Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you
I'm never confused
Hey, hey
The sultry music crooned on while Logan let the hands on her back slide a little lower. "Logan ah- sugah ah don't wanna hurt-" Logan rested his forehead against hers,drifting on the slow rhythm. "You won't. Just feel me darlin. Feel me under your hands. Against you. Pressed into you. Let yourself float." Her breathing slowed, the hands that were about to pull away rested back on his shoulders.
I'm so used to being used
So I love when you call unexpected
Cause I hate when the moment's expected
So I'ma care for you, you, you
I'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah
Cause girl you're perfect
You're always worth it
And you deserve it
The way you work it
Cause girl you earned it
Girl you earned it
He spun her out, pleasantly surprised when she stood en pointe and did a little pirouette. "You've been holding out on me Kid." She went red, instantly flat-footed. "Mah parents made meh take ballet till ah was 13." He smiled and pulled her back into his embrace. "You're just full of surprises aren't you?" Marie shrugged, eyes down but smiling up at him from under eyelashes. He rested his chin on top of her head, unable to stop a purr when she snuggled closer and put her nose to his throat.
You know our love would be tragic
So you don't pay it, don't pay it no mind
We live with no lies
Hey, hey
You're my favorite kind of night
"Been thinking.. Maybe we could practice control. So you'll feel better about your skin." He whispered. Marie moved in tighter,trying not to hope too quickly. "Practice how?" Slowly, almost as though he expected her to be spooked if he moved too fast, Marie felt his hands cup her curves, cradeling her against im. She could feel his heart pounding beneath his shirt, bated breath when their lips touched.
So I love when you call unexpected
'Cause I hate when the moment's expected
So I'ma care for you, you, you
I'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah
With his mouth slanted over hers, Marie cupped the back of Logan's neck to hold him fast, making her way slowly to the bed. When the back of her knees bumped the mattress, she lay back, pulling the feral along with her. He paused only to meet her eyes, bracing his weight above her. "Just say the word. We'll stop." Marie nodded, tugging him back down and shivering at the heat blossoming between her legs.
'Cause, girl, you're perfect
You're always worth it
And you deserve it
The way you work it
'Cause, girl, you earned it
Girl, you earned it, yeah
His hips rolled into hers, as languid as the music and tongue coaxing mewls out of her throat. Knowing her anxiety would trigger her skin, Marie forced herself not to think and instead let instinct guide her. One hand, unbidden, moved up beneath his shirt to feel the muscles below. Her fingers caught on the grooves of old scars, the pads of fingertips connecting just light enough to make him growl.
On that lonely night
We said it wouldn't be love
But we felt the rush
It made us believe it was only us (only us)
Convinced we were broken inside, inside
Logan shrugged out of his shirt, tossing it aside and kissing her with a renewed vigor. Marie could scarcely breathe, gasping and trembling when his hand began to fondle one tender breast. "God… Marie…" Her hips were moving back to meet his, legs tangled up in his own and she couldn't seem to get enough of him.
'Cause, girl, you're perfect
You're always worth it
And you deserve it
The way you work it
'Cause, girl, you earned it
Girl, you earned it, yeah
"Logan.. Oh sugah... more..." She wasn't sure how far they would go, how far she was ready to go. But she knew she didn't want this to stop, that she wasn't yet close enough to this man to satisfy her.
So of course, it had to be ruined by both her skin and a bored Pollock.
Her skin began to tingle at the same time as Pollock jumping up on Logan's back, eager to get in on "wrestling" on the bed. Logan yelped and Marie broke away, hastily trying to cover up any bare skin just in case. Pollock, meanwhile, meowed happily and continued to scamper back and forth.
"Son of a- Pollock!" Logan batted at the small animal, snarling irritably when the little cat tried to pounce on his hand. He sighed heavily, throwing a corner of the comforter over her, pulling his shirt back on while she mewled and tried to find her way out.
"She just wants tah play, that's all." Marie scolded him, letting her pet out. "So did I." He retorted, heated gaze dragging over her. She didn't really have an answer for that, other than to smile and hide her face in Pollock's fur. Logan didn't stay much longer, grumbling about kitten fur mittens and walking stiffly back to his room.
Marie spent another hour or so awake, thinking over every move they both had made and wondering how soon it would be before they could do it again. She rather liked this "practicing."