TITLE: "Honey, I'm Home.."

Author: Wolverine6Claws Email: wolverine6claws

Rating: (NC-17 )

Pairing: Ororo/Logan (X-Men)

Summary: Life after Xavier's finds Ro/Lo married and in their own home in suburbia, believe it or not...Logan has a legitimate job workin' the night shift ( of course) and comes home after a hard night to his favorite girl.

Note** ( From Logan's POV)

It's been a long rough night. I'm moody an' sullen, an' just wanna get home to ya', get outta this uniform and collapse. Maybe you're in the kitchen makin' me some breakfast... or maybe I'll just take a shower an' go to bed. Maybe you're just as tired an' pissed off as I am.

I pull into the driveway, an' your car is there. I turn off the ignition with a huge sigh, knowin' if you're in a bad mood ya' ain't gonna be thrilled to see MY mood. And if you're in a good mood I'll only bring ya' down. I get outta the truck, grabbin' my bag from the seat and walk to the front door.

I open the door an' immediately catch the aroma of almost burnt bacon -just the way I like it- scrambled eggs with cheese melted into it an' a sprinklin' o' pepper and your perfectly seasoned home fries...

My mood lifts a bit. I always appreciate your thoughtfulness, your attempts to make me as happy as I can be.

I drop my bag by the coat rack and close the door. I can hear ya' in the kitchen, movin' about and hummin' a tune to yourself. I put a smile on my face cuz that's where it belongs when I'm reminded of your love for me.

I walk to the kitchen and stand in the doorway watchin' ya'. The table's set, coffee's on, you're splittin' the portions in the pan between the two plates on the counter. I notice you check up and add a bit more to mine.

I smile, cuz ya' love me.

You're wearin' your cute li'l apron. Ya' only wear it when that's all ya' have on. I smile to myself, fold my arms across my chest, an' lean against the door jamb to take in the sight. You turn away from the counter to deposit the plates on the table, and that's when ya' see me standin' there, just appreciatin' the view.

You stop short with a light gasp. You' always hated how I move around the house so silently, but ya' know it's a habit I can't break. You smile, standin' there holdin' the two plates. The toaster pops and you remember. You set the plates down swiftly and go to butter our toasted bread.

I come up behind ya' and wrap my arms around your waist. I kiss the side o' your neck an' ya' tilt your head to give me all the access I want. I groan at the taste of you and you smile.

My hands glide up beneath the apron to find my 'girls' an' say good mornin'. You try to ignore me so you can finish what you're doin', but I know what I'm doin' and soon enough your hands still, the butter knife slows to a stop, and you're standin' there with your eyes closed, nipples hard and erect beneath my hands, and you' fall back against my chest, meltin' in my arms.

You lean against my chest an' let out a moan. I pull an' tweak yer sensitive peaks, I know how it turns you on to no end.

"Breakfast is getting cold," you half whisper, cuz your're supposed to say that... tradition I think. I smirk against your skin.

"I got my breakfast right here, an' she's anythin' but cold," I whisper against your neck, my lips brushin' your skin an' my rumblin' voice sends vibrations across your back an' makes you shiver lightly. I lip the gentle fold of your ear, lettin' my hot breath wash over you.

I kiss my way back down your neck to your shoulder, an' I proceed to slowly and deliberately taste, kiss an' lick every inch o' your shoulders an' around the back. Placin' kisses on your spine and shoulder blades as my hands roam your body, caressin' and explorin' beneath your apron.

I turn you around to face me an' your eyes open to look at me through heavy lids and I'm smilin' gently atcha.

"You should have something to eat," you say, tryin' to be logical.

"Got what I want right here," I say kissin' your mouth, then down your chin, your neck to your collar bone.

"You should have something in your belly... food," you drone out. Your mind tries to be sensible but your body is on my side.

I lift my head from 'tween your breasts with a soft smile on my lips. I notice the half-buttered toast in your stilled hand. I lean down an' take a bite, an' you open your eyes surprised. I smile as I chew an' take it from your hand to put it to your lips. You take a bite and we smile slyly at one another.

You drop the knife in the sink behind you as I take the toast from your hand. My eyes sparkle mischievously at you, an' you're lookin' at me intensely. You're turned on, ready for whatever I have in mind, ready to follow my lead.

I turn the bread over in my hand and slide the apron to one side, just enough to bare one of those extraordinary nipples o' yours. I rub the hardened dark pebble slowly with the buttered side of the bread, smearin' the greasy flavor over one then the other. Your head falls back slightly an' your eyes close again. You're waitin' for the feel o' my mouth wrappin' around your tits. You love that, you're so sensitive... an' you love the steamy wet heat o' my mouth around you.

As my mouth envelops your pebbled nipple, your hands come up to my head. You hold me to your breast, wantin' more. You're wet already I can tell. I take my time with those luscious brown peaks. The feel o' them in my mouth makes me so hard, an' I groan around the nubs as half o' my blood volume races to my groin.

My hand slides down to settle 'tween your legs, feelin' the light fuzz you leave there. Just enough to keep it soft, somethin' for me to pet... but short enough to heighten your sensitivity to my touch, and keep the tender meat from bein' hidden from my view when you relax enough to let your legs fall open slightly.

I love ya' shaved an' trimmed so pretty, an' how the tip o' your clit peeks from between the folds even when you're not yet aroused. But when you are aroused, it's so fuckin' big it fills my mouth when I take it in to suck an' taste it's tenderness.

I move my fingers gently between your folds, rubbin' softly an' feelin' your heat as I unlatch myself from your nipple. My lips laced with the taste o' sweet butter an' coated with a light layer of grease, I come up for a deep kiss. It's heated an' passionate and ya' moan into my mouth an' I swallow the sound.

As we kiss you moan into my mouth over an' over, an' your hips start circlin' around my hand. You want it faster... you feel my animal awakenin' an' he's callin' to you.

My hand moves faster 'tween your legs as your hips swivel. Gettin' anxious now, showin' my own risin' desires an' lust-filled passions for you. I deepen the kiss, one fist twisted in your long, thick tresses pullin' your head from side to side. Breathin' heavy through my nose, turnin' my head left an' right, you try to keep up but I'm nearly mad with desire now.

You're so wet an' turned on now, an' that turns my animal on, he's awake now. He's feelin' aggressive, feelin' needy, feelin' possessive an' powerful.

You're lost in the depth of our kiss, mindless and submissive. You feel the power vibratin' through my body, and you're gaspin' and mewlin' softly as my movements get brisk and pushy.

Suddenly I break away from our kiss, pullin' your head back as I wrap my jaws around your tender throat. You freeze an' hold your breath, just the way you learned to do. Then I kiss down your neck roughly, my mornin' stubble scratchin' your skin. My movements get rough outta desperation. .. wanna feel you, wanna taste you, wanna be inside you, feel you around me...

I drop down your body, pullin' the apron off with my graspin' fingers. Landin' on one knee as I yank the material from between us an' toss it aside. Before you can react to me, I throw one o' your legs over my shoulder and take your puss in my mouth. You gasp loudly grabbin' at my hair, as you fall back against the counter, bracin' yourself there with your other hand.

You're wet an' hot an' taste so fuckin' good. I devour you, gruntin' and groanin' and listenin' to your noises from above me. Your hand comes around to press at the back o' my head an' pushes me in. As if I can get any further in. My tongue slides out to scoop your sweet, slick juice from your hot an' extremely wet openin'. My cock throbs in protest, knowin' that's where it wants to be, knows you're ready for me, knows you want me as much as I want you.

My animal calls to yours... and yours answers.

I rise to my feet and you grab onto me as I stand. You keep your leg wrapped around my hip and start unbuttoning my shirt. I kiss you deeply again and your hands start explorin' my chest and stomach, mmm, feels so good... then you latch onto my belt.

You always said you liked me in a uniform... I think it's 'cause you like strippin' it off o' me. I wanna chuckle at the thought, but I don't. I love it when your own animal awakens and tries to take over.

The next thing I know my zipper is open and your hand is down the front o' my pants playin' with me. I groan into our kiss and this time it's your turn to take in the sound. Your hand fondles playfully, but with serious intent and you let me know what you want by pullin' me closer with your leg tightenin' around my waist.

You break the kiss and I try to come in for another, but you keep me in place with your other hand on my chest. I furrow my brow in question and you give me a sly grin. Your hand massages me thoroughly, lovingly and firmly, as you look into my eyes with an intensity that tells me you want me bad. You know what you're doin' and soon I can't concentrate on anythin' but what you're makin' me feel.

My eyes close with a deep groan escapin' my lips and my head falls back slightly. Your hand keeps movin' as you begin to lower yourself to your knees, but my head snaps forward and I grab onto your arms as I open my eyes to keep you from goin' there. That ain't the way I wanna finish this. You give me that disappointed look and I smile crookedly at'cha.

"Living room," you say in that low, sultry voice.

My eyes roam appreciatively across your face. I love lookin' at you... then I nod. You slide out slowly from between me and the counter, leadin' me to the livin' room by the open waist band. I look down briefly to make sure I ain't hangin' out, 'cause that just feels foolish. 'Course you already knew that, and knew what you wanted so you kept it confined for the meantime.

As I look back up you're smilin' over your shoulder at me. You knew I would check and that makes me smile too. I hear you giggle softly as you turn back around and lead me into the sitting area.

You lead me to the couch and sit yourself down on the padded arm. I wanted you on the cushion, but before I can say anythin' your hand is pullin' my erection free of its confinement and you lower your head to take it in your mouth.

"Ahh... unnhh." Is my only able reply as you slowly bob your head on me. God, you feel so good. You know how to kiss me in the most intimate way and you know how special that makes me feel. I lay my hand gently on your head, love to feel your hair in my hands, but you know that.

A few more strokes and your hands are pushin' at my belt, slippin' my pants down my hips and thighs. One small hand cups my balls, fondlin' them gently as the other caresses my torso, feelin' the thick hair that grows there.

I groan again and my hips thrust toward you slightly as you feel my balls react to you. Then you taste my extreme arousal as a small drop escapes the tip and you slowly pull away swallowin' it with a grin. Your eyes look up at me in that sexy way you got and my eyes are dark with desire.

Your hands come up to my shoulders and push the shirt down my arms, exposing my muscular torso. You love touchin' me, feelin' my muscles poppin' and movin' as I make love to you.

The shirt slides down my arms and drops to the floor, the silver badge bangs loudly on the hard wood floor. I take a deep breath, expandin' my chest for you and you smile again. Then you fall slowly backward onto the cushion, your hips still high on the arm of the couch.

Seein' you like that gets my animal rearin' up. You see it in my face and spread your legs enticingly as your hand glides down toward your sex, as if pointin' it out to me. The thought o' you touchin' yourself makes me crazy.

But you don't. Instead you reach beyond it to grasp my cock firmly and guide me closer. I quirk an eyebrow at you, you're feelin' adventurous today. I lean down and put my hands on the cushion to give you a kiss, and you lift your head up to meet me as you guide me into your hot, wanting sex.

I moan against your mouth as I feel your heat wrappin' around me, and you reply with one o' your own as you feel me fillin' you up. I move my hips slowly while we kiss and nuzzle each other. We make love slowly for what seems like hours, just enjoyin' bein' together, feelin' lost in each other.

But, finally the inevitable happens and you're nearing your climax. You start movin' and undulating beneath me, moanin' and hissin' through your teeth. And you know what that does to me. The more active you get and the more audible you get, the faster I close in on my own.

You've picked up the pace and I hafta pull up away from you. I watch you below me, your hands caressin' your body, pullin' at your own nipples. Your eyes are closed and your head turns from side to side with loud groans and gasps.

My legs are spread wide to keep me even with your hips on the armrest, as I quicken my thrusts to give you what you need to reach your orgasm. God, you're so beautiful when you're in the throes of ecstasy... and you have no idea what it means to me to know I can be the one to bring you there.

You keep liftin' your knees, tryin' to find leverage so I hold your legs up and spread wide with my hands under your thighs. This makes you crazy, knowin' everythin' you feel, the way you feel it, is literally all in my hands.

I spread you wide and look down at us where we are joined. Love to see my cock slidin' in and out o' you like that. Love to see your feminine muscles twitchin' and pulsatin' with the rhythm of my thrusts.

Your arms stretch out above your head, grabbin' at the couch and your back arches high, and you scream my name as I pound your orgasm from you and watchin' you do this is so fuckin' erotic. Add to that your own tight muscles spasm deep inside, massaging my cock until I can't take it anymore.

I tense above you with a roar and slam my hips into you, buryin' myself deep and shootin' my seed into your womb. The heat of it and the force of it make you cry out again.

When it's over and I can move again, although shakily, I lower myself again to nuzzle my forehead against your belly. You know what I'm thinkin', although I don't say it anymore.

One day perhaps, god willin', we'll have a family... a li'l Ro... or maybe a li'l Lo - scratch that, don't need no more like me - ...

Your hands come around to pet down my wild hair, and I take in the scent o' your skin. "I love you, Logan," you whisper and I never doubt that.

"Love you, Ro," I mumble softly into your stomach, and I feel your belly twitch 'cause my lips tickle your skin. I hear you breathe out a silent laugh, and I look up at you with a playful grin.

'Cause it don't matter if we never have a family. We are a family... me and my 'Ro.

End

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