Title: Heat
Name: Joy
Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
Rating: R (Explicit foreplay imagery- no actual description.)
A/N: Thanks to Rachel/Litbit for the concept of both Max & Logan being in heat.
Much to Max's chagrin and anticipation her period of heat was coming upon her quickly. This was the first time the heat hit her since Logan and she had become intimate. She had casually mentioned that he need to stock up on more condoms then usual as a hint and as the day approached she faked an illness at work so Normal wouldn't give her flack about being off for a day or two. In general, she was looking forward to seeing if her twelve-hour record with Logan could be stretched to longer because of the situation.
What she had no idea of was that he was acutely aware the day was approaching. He had been stockpiling condoms for the occasion. Having been given a large quantity of her blood gave him a strong awareness of her pheromones that had developed over time. The longer they were together the more aware he became that his body was in sync with hers. Every time she had a normal menstrual cycle, he knew it. But this was something else. He could smell her before she entered the room. He gazed at her longer with more desire than usual, if that were possible. As the day approached, he swore he never been so aware that he was an animal in his life. The drive that she had described to him in the past was nothing like anything he had experienced before. The concept that there were other women in the world other than Max was completely lost on him. His desire was focused; he only hoped that somehow her desire would be the same as his this time around. If so, he was sure he was going to pull something in the process, but he was too excited to care.
Logan went to the farmers market to stock up on fresh fruits and Max's favorite foods. The last few days he had concentrated most of his brain, that is his actual brain not the appendage that seemed to have taken over most control of his actions, on Max and what she needed. As he unloaded the groceries with Bling, his friend noticed the selection was surprisingly filled with things that required no preparation. "Logan, why did you get all food that you don't have to cook?"
Completely unaware of his action, he responded, "Did I?"
"You have tons of fruit and sliced meat. If I didn't know any better, I would guess you're going camping or something."
At that thought Logan chuckled. //I guess in a way I'm planning to be camping out in my bedroom. // "I just felt like it."
"Uh huh… What are you up to?" Bling asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Logan stated and then he smelled something. It was her. "Max is here!"
Bling stared at him a minute like the man had lost his mind. "What are you talking about? The elevator hasn't come anywhere near this floor," Bling said trying to figure out what gave Logan the impression Max was in the near vicinity. Logan grabbed a fresh orange and stood in front of the large metal doors. "Logan, you're freaking me out!"
The elevator doors opened and there was Max with a bright smile for the man baring fruit. "How did you do that?" Bling said exasperated.
"How did he do what?" Max asked innocently.
"We were in the kitchen and he said you were here. He grabbed the fruit and stood in front of the elevator doors for like a minute. Now here you are. So how'd he do that?" Max 's face became red at the realization that Logan was picking you her scent. She knew Zach and Zane could do that, but Logan?
"Now why are you blushing? You don't do that either… I'm so confused," feeling the world had just gone sideways.
"Bling, take the rest of the day off. Now!" Logan commanded. "I'll see you in a few days, preferably three… Keep my sister occupied too," Logan stated with extreme desire in his eyes.
His lack of subtly disturbed Bling a bit, but he left just the same. //Dear God, their both in heat! I have no way to get in touch with Fiona because she left her cell at my place. Agh… she was planning to come over this afternoon… Well, maybe she won't… I can only hope. //
Max stared into his eyes for a few seconds. "You know its coming… don't you?" she asked quietly.
He shook off as much of the hormonal overload as he could, to be sensitive to her insecurity. "Yeah, I now understand why women call men dogs. I have never felt more like an animal then I do right now… The concept that you aren't even in heat yet just… scares me… I'll go take a cold shower."
"No wait…" she said touching his arm. That was all it took. Logan pulled her to himself and kissed her long and hard. They stumbled from the kitchen to the living room, falling back onto the couch. Logan caressed Max's tongue with his own; running his hands up the inside of her shirt a long her back.
She went for his neck then ear. Max began unbuttoning his shirt while he found her breasts with his hands. Not content with her shirt on, Logan soon removed it over her head. He lay beneath her on the couch with her straddling him. She ran her finger nails down his chest, when Fiona walked through the front door.
"Logan, I need to know if…." was all of the sentence she got out before she realized what was going on in front of her. "I'm sorry…" she mustered as she scurried from the apartment.
"Give me three days… then you can come back," Logan yelled after his sister completely unfazed. He giggled a bit before turning his attention back to Max's neck.
Between gasps Max said, "Why… do you keep… saying… three days?"
His hormonally warped brain tried to figure out what she was saying then finally processed it. "Well," as he ran his mouth along the smooth skin of her down toward her breast, "if … we're already… this wrapped up… in each other… God you taste so good… I figure prelim… actual… post. Three days." He slid the strap of her bra down to get better access to her breast and nipple.
"Uh… You … think so," she said amongst moans over the sensation of Logan's tongue flicking the tip of her hard nipple.
"I hope so…" he said with a rasp that she was unfamiliar with.
//So Logan can really be a guy… I guess I better put my plan into affect for work. // "I need to call in… sick tomorrow… It's be better if I do it now before we get to far along," she said pulling away from him. He followed her to the phone, touching the skin on her back while she dialed. "Normal," she said with a deep tone and fake cough. "I won't be into work tomorrow. I'm fightin' it bad…I'll have a doctor's note when I get back." She hung up the phone quickly because Logan had taken the time to remove her bra and had wrapped his arms around her to get one breast in each hand. He kissed her neck, up to her ear. Her body went limp in his arms, trusting him entirely.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. "I'll be right back," he whispered in her ear. Moments later Logan arrived with a tray of strawberries, oranges, white grapes, a pitcher of water, glasses, and a bucket of ice with white wine chilling in it. "This should keep us occupied for a while," he said quite proud of himself.
"Occupied?" she said raising one eyebrow.
Logan took a piece of ice and let it drip on Max's flat stomach, before rubbing it down her neck and in between her breasts. He was a above her and whispered, "Occupied." A shiver went through her whole body. The ice slicked down her soft skin as he glided it over the top of her left breast until the ice completely melted. In a sexy rasp he said, "I figured tomorrow we'll be insatiable, so now would good for playing before we total lose coherent thought."
"Hey, I have coherent thoughts during my periods of heat. You know that!" Max said indignantly.
"Yes, but that was before we were both in heat," he said reaching down to the ice bucket, picking up another piece of cold torture. His eyes filled with desire, he spoke softly, and "Do you realize that I have absolutely no attraction to any other women… I've been this way since we met. I see no one but you." The words flowed from him as the ice in his hand caressed her earlobe causing her back to arch, enjoying the stimulation. His hand brought the wet, slick object to her pouty lips watching her tongue instantly go to the ice to suck the liquid from it. Logan had to shut his eyes to the sight, feeling himself spinning out of control with desire for her. In a deep voice he said, "I want you…" dragging his mouth over her neck.
"Then have me…" she responded guiding him to the place on her neck that was aching to be touched.
He nearly lost control of himself at the moment, wanting desperately to give in to the throbbing he felt in a variety of places in his body. "Not yet… Before I give into my animal nature, I want some semblance of me as an attentive lover to be present."
Max reached down to the bucket and gathered a piece of ice into her hand, "Always the gentleman." She took the ice and rubbed it over his already taught nipple. Logan's body jumped and he clinched all muscles in his groin area. Her slender fingers nimbly slid the ice up to his lips but she didn't allow him to suck the dripping object. Instead she placed inside her own mouth, slipping it past her lips and then allowing part of it to protrude from her lips. In and out, in and out the ice appeared in her mouth. Max by now was sitting up and taunting Logan the cold substance. "You want it," she challenged, "Come and get it."
He pounced at her, claiming her mouth as his own to be plundered. He darted in and out of her mouth rubbing the ice between their tongues. The mating of their mouths became incredibly heated leaving each gasping for breath and the ice dissolved. Max reached down and grabbed another piece of ice and rubbed it down his chest. "Max,… I…" Logan groaned out trying to stay a little in control.
Her lips made their way to his ear. "Stop fighting…" she said. The last shred of sanity he had was gone. In moments they were naked and together. It was going to be the first of many couplings over the next few days. The aerobic nature of their activity left them both gasping for air.
Their rest was short lived, as Logan grabbed from his marvelous tray of food. He raised a strawberry to Max's mouth and let it run over her lips before allowing her to bite into the red fruit. Logan happily met the berry stained lips to see if she would share. As it turned out sharing food was still something she was unwilling to do. He made do with the taste of strawberries in her mouth, sampling the flavor with his tongue. "You like?" he asked.
"Making love to you and food: two of my favorite things. What's not to like?" she answered.
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"Bling! Are you home?" Fiona called.
"Yeah in here sweetie."
She was obviously unnerved. He hoped it wasn't what he thought. "I just walked in my brother and Max getting it on in the living room of Logan's. He yelled to me I could come back in three days… I'm truly disturbed," she said flustered.
Bling led her to his couch. /She still knows nothing about Max's past except she can fight. What I'm I going to say? / "It's OK. Really… I know it seems really weird and I'm not the best person to explain it to you, but I'll give you a little heads up… Max has a weird menstrual cycle. She is closer to an animal in that realm… By the look on your face, I'm doing a bad job here… Basically, Max goes into heat a few times a year. This is one of those times. Logan is her mate now in the most basic sense, so he is attuned to that aspect of her. So in a lot of ways they're both in heat," he explained.
"Do you know how crazy that sounds?" she said looking at him.
"Well, its true. I was over at his place before she arrived. Logan actually smelled Max before she came to his floor… As unlikely as it sounds, your brother is reduced to a basic animal right now. He'll be fine…" Bling said reassuringly.
"I'm going to have words with Max about this, when this sexcapade is over," Fiona said folding her arms on her chest.
"Come on. Let's go to dinner… I have something special for you."
"Really?" she asked like a little kid.
"Really!" Bling responded getting his coat.
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By the end of the three days, Max had gotten used to being with Logan twenty-four seven. For the first time she could see herself living with Logan. She really was committed to him; she just couldn't get past the forever idea. Somehow it seemed less foreign now.
She got up at 3 a.m. and headed to the kitchen to make herself a sandwich. She thanked God for Logan's foresight in food selection and preparations. // He is so thoughtful. Then again how many men get to have the women they love go into heat, being always ready, willing, and able for sex. //
She walked to the answering machine to see the light blinking on it. The thing had way too many messages. Original Cindy had called to check on her…uh…illness. Bling called to tease Logan that when he took a break he should stretch out thoroughly before beginning again. A few informants left brief non-descript messages. At the end was a message from Fiona apologizing for interrupting. "And Max you have some explaining to do when you come out of this hormonally driven marathon with my brother!" she said dramatically. "Plus, I have good news and I miss talking to you… So hurry up and finish screwing Logan… Oh dear God, those words should never be said… Just call me when the heat passes."
//Bling must have told her… Logan did make it sound pretty extreme with his three-day comment. I guess it's about time I tell her something… Oh well, another few hours and I think I'll be safe… Even with condoms, it will be a miracle if I don't get pregnant- just from shear volume let alone the over exuberant torn one. I'm not going to think about that now… A few more hours of fun until we have to deal with the real world again and I'm not going to waste it. //
She set the scene in the extravagant bathroom, before waking her lover. She slipped back into the bed, sliding her body against Logan's. His lips curled into a smile. "More?" he asked seductively.
"More!" she responded taking him by the hand and leading him into the large whirlpool bathtub with hot water and candles surrounding.
"You know this will wash the scent from you. I might not be as able to rapid fire without the inducement of the pheromones," trying to explain if he couldn't perform. The man had been getting it on for well over a day with only a few food and sleep breaks.
"I'm not worried…" she said coming towards him in the water. She knew he was right about the scent dying down in the water, but she also knew he had several fantasies about her involving the shower, bathtub, and the bathroom floor. "I just plan to give you exactly what you wanted." She sucked on his earlobe before saying, "We're in one of your favorite places. Wouldn't this be a great time to make some of those fantasies come true?"
Desire flashed in his eyes before he attacked with a passionate embrace. The hot animal like manner they had been banging with for the last day and a half was now replaced with a lust filled cerebral stimulation. Logan was going to satisfy all those naughty little thoughts he had from before he was with Max and she was going to love every second of it.
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The midmorning brought the couple to a tired but satisfied state. They had pancakes ala Cale as they discussed what to tell Fiona about Max's past. "I guess I should at least explain the biological stuff then see what questions she asks… It's not like if we're in danger she won't come running. Plus Bling already knows."
"Yeah, Bling knew about your heat cycles before I did, as I recall!" Logan said to bait her.
"Oh, stop it. Ancient history… Hey, what did you think of my 'heat cycle' out of curiosity?" she asked.
"Do you even have to ask? This was, well, amazing and terrifying… I didn't know I could do that for that long and that often. I think my fellas are going to be mad at me for a week for all the work they did… There's a part of me that wishes there was more making love, but that's not really able to happen while the pheromone fog was present."
Logan didn't see that Max's face was hardening with his comments, "I'm sorry it was so hard on you… Forgive the pun… I'll lock myself up again next time… I guess even when I'm with someone I have to stay in control."
He pulled her into his lap. "Oh, Max… that's not what I meant. I'm ecstatic about your vulnerability with me. I'm sorry that sounded bad… I love you and I do prefer to be more attentive and caring. I don't like feeling that out of control. But the fact that you're willing to share this with me, to be with me, I will be your mate in the truest sense of the word whenever cycle hits." Logan apologized, trying to make it sound better.
"Hey what do you think Fiona's good news is?" Max said after a long silence.
"Call her and find out."