Title: Tangled Webs By: Satine16
Chapter10:The Dawn Breaks
Summary: Logan and Ororo. I don't know what else to say.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. They belong to Marvel.
"Good evening, Logan."
He entered the pitch black bedroom to see her sitting up in bed, waiting for him. His face
was very coarse with stubble and he looked a little disheveled wearing only his boxers. She
couldn't help but let her eyes roam over his sculpted chest and arms. Although he was on the
shorter side he had more physical assets than most of the men she'd ever seen in her life, no
matter how tall they were. She slid gracefully out from under the covers as he closed the door.
The silver moonlight poured through her lace curtained window and glistened onto her coffee
shaded skin. Although half her face remained in shadow the half exposed to the moonlight was
that of a Goddess. Her red lips looked full and almost like candy, her crystal blue eyes looked
even more royal in this illumination and her smooth curves were accentuated by the light and
shadow toying across her body. He took in the view completely. This marvel standing before him
in a white satin nightdress.
He walked over to her and traced a sole finger along the bare flesh of her arm, sending
shivers down her spine. He saw a small trace of goose bumps and smiled slightly at her reaction,
especially since she still stood before him without making any eye contact. He continued to her
shoulder and softly glided the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder. His fingers continued to
trace to her collarbone and the nape of her neck, then around to the smooth line of her breast,
which looked considerably tempting with her lingerie slipping down her arm and exposing more
and more skin. He pulled her closely to him and kissed her square on the lips. He was surprised
when she seemed reluctant to kiss him back. He began to lift her skirt as he stroked her thighs
and he felt her give in to him. The heat of his lips slowly began to melt hers with their touch and
she was melting into him. Before she knew it she was running her hands along the rippling
muscles in his back as he pressed her into the wall. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her
collarbone. He kissed her cleavage and her lean abdominal muscles and he kissed her athletic
thighs. Everywhere his mouth touched left her body on fire and she rested her head on the wall
giving in to him completely. He lifted her into a fireman's hold and placed her upon the bed.
They awoke as the sun was rising and the golden light drifted in through her windows and
fell upon her face. With the fluttering of her eyelashes she woke from her sound sleep and
remembered the night before. A small smile grew on her face and was quickly replaced with a
look of horror. She vaulted out of bed and slipped on a black t-shirt that Logan had left in her
room on an earlier occasion. Logan was jolted out of his slumber by her erratic movement.
"You okay, darlin'?" he asked still waking up.
"Yes. I'm fine. Get out."
"What?" he questioned laughing slightly.
"You heard me. Get out."
"What did I do?" he quizzed her the smile still on his face.
"Nothing. Leave."
Logan was thoroughly confused at this point and decided he would never understand
women, specifically this woman.
He slipped out from under her sheets and she turned to face the window.
He looked at her out of the corner of his eye, "It's not like ya haven't seen me naked
before."
"Get dressed and get out, Logan."
He walked over to her an wrapped his arms around her waist, "Ya can't keep acting like
this if ya want me ta keep comin' back."
"I don't want you to anymore, Logan."
"What?!?!" he had finally let himself fall again, and this was what was happening! He
loved her. More than he had loved any other woman in his long lifetime. Although she could
never replace them, his infatuation with Ororo was much more intense.
She turned around, her blue eyes no longer looking like warm and calm waters but they
were now icy caves in which he could see no depth and no emotion.
She walked to the large maple door and opened it, "It's like you said to me once, Logan,
'If you don't put your heart out there no one can wrap there teeth around it. And if no one has
your heart, no one can break it.' You were right, Logan. You can never break your own heart.
And I cannot risk having mine ripped to shreds again. Goodbye Logan."
His stare had become one she had never seen before. It became malevolent and glared her
courage down into her stomach.
He walked towards her as he headed for the door and when he reached her he spat, "And
cowards only get to die with regrets." He slammed her door behind him and she realized the
magnitude of what she had just done. His musk was still heavy in the shirt she was wearing and
the aroma consumed her. She slid her back down the door and sat crumpled and began to cry.
She cried the same silent tears she cried when Forge left her. Only this time Logan wasn't there
to subdue her inarticulate sobs.
Chapter10:The Dawn Breaks
Summary: Logan and Ororo. I don't know what else to say.
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. They belong to Marvel.
"Good evening, Logan."
He entered the pitch black bedroom to see her sitting up in bed, waiting for him. His face
was very coarse with stubble and he looked a little disheveled wearing only his boxers. She
couldn't help but let her eyes roam over his sculpted chest and arms. Although he was on the
shorter side he had more physical assets than most of the men she'd ever seen in her life, no
matter how tall they were. She slid gracefully out from under the covers as he closed the door.
The silver moonlight poured through her lace curtained window and glistened onto her coffee
shaded skin. Although half her face remained in shadow the half exposed to the moonlight was
that of a Goddess. Her red lips looked full and almost like candy, her crystal blue eyes looked
even more royal in this illumination and her smooth curves were accentuated by the light and
shadow toying across her body. He took in the view completely. This marvel standing before him
in a white satin nightdress.
He walked over to her and traced a sole finger along the bare flesh of her arm, sending
shivers down her spine. He saw a small trace of goose bumps and smiled slightly at her reaction,
especially since she still stood before him without making any eye contact. He continued to her
shoulder and softly glided the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder. His fingers continued to
trace to her collarbone and the nape of her neck, then around to the smooth line of her breast,
which looked considerably tempting with her lingerie slipping down her arm and exposing more
and more skin. He pulled her closely to him and kissed her square on the lips. He was surprised
when she seemed reluctant to kiss him back. He began to lift her skirt as he stroked her thighs
and he felt her give in to him. The heat of his lips slowly began to melt hers with their touch and
she was melting into him. Before she knew it she was running her hands along the rippling
muscles in his back as he pressed her into the wall. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her
collarbone. He kissed her cleavage and her lean abdominal muscles and he kissed her athletic
thighs. Everywhere his mouth touched left her body on fire and she rested her head on the wall
giving in to him completely. He lifted her into a fireman's hold and placed her upon the bed.
They awoke as the sun was rising and the golden light drifted in through her windows and
fell upon her face. With the fluttering of her eyelashes she woke from her sound sleep and
remembered the night before. A small smile grew on her face and was quickly replaced with a
look of horror. She vaulted out of bed and slipped on a black t-shirt that Logan had left in her
room on an earlier occasion. Logan was jolted out of his slumber by her erratic movement.
"You okay, darlin'?" he asked still waking up.
"Yes. I'm fine. Get out."
"What?" he questioned laughing slightly.
"You heard me. Get out."
"What did I do?" he quizzed her the smile still on his face.
"Nothing. Leave."
Logan was thoroughly confused at this point and decided he would never understand
women, specifically this woman.
He slipped out from under her sheets and she turned to face the window.
He looked at her out of the corner of his eye, "It's not like ya haven't seen me naked
before."
"Get dressed and get out, Logan."
He walked over to her an wrapped his arms around her waist, "Ya can't keep acting like
this if ya want me ta keep comin' back."
"I don't want you to anymore, Logan."
"What?!?!" he had finally let himself fall again, and this was what was happening! He
loved her. More than he had loved any other woman in his long lifetime. Although she could
never replace them, his infatuation with Ororo was much more intense.
She turned around, her blue eyes no longer looking like warm and calm waters but they
were now icy caves in which he could see no depth and no emotion.
She walked to the large maple door and opened it, "It's like you said to me once, Logan,
'If you don't put your heart out there no one can wrap there teeth around it. And if no one has
your heart, no one can break it.' You were right, Logan. You can never break your own heart.
And I cannot risk having mine ripped to shreds again. Goodbye Logan."
His stare had become one she had never seen before. It became malevolent and glared her
courage down into her stomach.
He walked towards her as he headed for the door and when he reached her he spat, "And
cowards only get to die with regrets." He slammed her door behind him and she realized the
magnitude of what she had just done. His musk was still heavy in the shirt she was wearing and
the aroma consumed her. She slid her back down the door and sat crumpled and began to cry.
She cried the same silent tears she cried when Forge left her. Only this time Logan wasn't there
to subdue her inarticulate sobs.