Disclaimer :
I OWN NOTHING 'CEPT MY PLOT. (sob, sob, But I really want to, does that count?)
A/N: Thanks to Teris, and to those who reviewed, it means a lot.
Logan looked at the clock and sighed, it was well after midnight, Max had been asleep for over an hour, and a tired glance at the screen showed him that the search on the reds was still incomplete. Leaving the search running he closed down all unnecessary programs and switched off the monitor. Then headed towards his bedroom.
* * * * * * * * * *
Max lay against the pillows and listened as Logan rolled towards the bedroom, turning lights off as he went, pausing outside her door as she waited breathlessly. Finally she was rewarded as he pushed it open softly.
He rolled towards the bed and she pretended she was asleep, reaching out he brushed a strand of hair away from her face and whispered 'sleep well Max,' as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek she moved slightly and then his mouth was on her lips.
She sighed and opened her mouth letting his tongue slip inside as he deepened the kiss. As he pulled away she opened her eyes and smiled at him, 'I'd sleep a lot better if you were in this bed with me'
He nodded and climbed onto the bed before ravaging her mouth again. After a few minutes Max took over, pushing him softly onto his back she crawled on top of him. With a smirk she began to kiss and lick her way down his body, from the sensuous mouth, down the strong neck, opening buttons on his shirt as she moved down his body, until…
1.1 She jerked awake against the pillows, wiping the sweat from her forehead, 'shit, I'm in heat again'
* * * * * * * * * *
Several very uncomfortable hours and three cold showers later Max was in a panic, she couldn't leave before she talked to him, he would worry and show up at her house later, and she would be even further in the throes of this genetic indignity.
If she could just make it thorough three maybe four more hours tops, She had to leave fairly early to get home and pick up her bike for work, say by 8.30, with a quick breakfast, maybe a little conversation and hopefully a little of Logan's mouth pressed against… No, bad, Logan and I aren't like that.
She started doing sets of sit ups, trying to lose herself in the exercise and not think of the gorgeously scruffy man asleep only one room over, she just wouldn't think about those sparkling sapphire eyes or the sexy smile he wore while teasing her. Forcing herself back to reality she tried to stay focused on the exercise.
Finally she felt in control again and stood, stretching to keep her muscles loose. Glancing at the clock she saw that it was almost 6.00 and realised Logan would be up soon.
She sat on the bed and ran through the list she had begun earlier that morning, Sit on your hands, Try not to look at him, Just eat and get out, You can do this Max, He's only a friend, We're not like that, Just don't think about it. She lost her train of thought as she heard Logan's chair wheeling across his room.
She dropped to the floor again and began a quick series of push-ups. . Down, Up 1, Down, Up 2 faster, 3, 4, 5, trying her hardest to lose herself in the exercise. She had almost reached 500 when the shower turned on and she found herself distracted by visions of water streaming over him. Over the strong supple body, the muscles that had developed from the therapy and using the chair. She was at the door of his bedroom before she managed to get herself back under control.
She fled into the bathroom and turned the shower on as hard as she could.
The water was icy against her over-heated skin, almost freezing it caused a burning pain. She welcomed the minor hurt as it brought her a measure of relief and clear thinking. She refused to let Manticore win. Logan was one of her best friends and anyway, they weren't even like that. Even if she did have the occasional fantasy about him, and even if she did have more than friendly feelings for him this wasn't the way she would want anything to begin between them. And she had responsibilities, to Jam Pony and her friends and just because she could be having hour upon hour of hot steamy sex with Logan, there was no excuse to bail on work and her friends.
Frantically she considered her options and she could only see one reasonable choice.
Turning off the water she stepped out of the shower and pushed back her hair. As she dried and dressed herself she knew that she had no choice.
There was only one thing to do.
She was going to have to tell him
Will Max tell Logan without jumping his bones?
1.2 Will Logan offer to help her with her problem?
I'll Let you know when I find out.
Feedback and Flames Welcome.
I OWN NOTHING 'CEPT MY PLOT. (sob, sob, But I really want to, does that count?)
A/N: Thanks to Teris, and to those who reviewed, it means a lot.
Logan looked at the clock and sighed, it was well after midnight, Max had been asleep for over an hour, and a tired glance at the screen showed him that the search on the reds was still incomplete. Leaving the search running he closed down all unnecessary programs and switched off the monitor. Then headed towards his bedroom.
* * * * * * * * * *
Max lay against the pillows and listened as Logan rolled towards the bedroom, turning lights off as he went, pausing outside her door as she waited breathlessly. Finally she was rewarded as he pushed it open softly.
He rolled towards the bed and she pretended she was asleep, reaching out he brushed a strand of hair away from her face and whispered 'sleep well Max,' as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek she moved slightly and then his mouth was on her lips.
She sighed and opened her mouth letting his tongue slip inside as he deepened the kiss. As he pulled away she opened her eyes and smiled at him, 'I'd sleep a lot better if you were in this bed with me'
He nodded and climbed onto the bed before ravaging her mouth again. After a few minutes Max took over, pushing him softly onto his back she crawled on top of him. With a smirk she began to kiss and lick her way down his body, from the sensuous mouth, down the strong neck, opening buttons on his shirt as she moved down his body, until…
1.1 She jerked awake against the pillows, wiping the sweat from her forehead, 'shit, I'm in heat again'
* * * * * * * * * *
Several very uncomfortable hours and three cold showers later Max was in a panic, she couldn't leave before she talked to him, he would worry and show up at her house later, and she would be even further in the throes of this genetic indignity.
If she could just make it thorough three maybe four more hours tops, She had to leave fairly early to get home and pick up her bike for work, say by 8.30, with a quick breakfast, maybe a little conversation and hopefully a little of Logan's mouth pressed against… No, bad, Logan and I aren't like that.
She started doing sets of sit ups, trying to lose herself in the exercise and not think of the gorgeously scruffy man asleep only one room over, she just wouldn't think about those sparkling sapphire eyes or the sexy smile he wore while teasing her. Forcing herself back to reality she tried to stay focused on the exercise.
Finally she felt in control again and stood, stretching to keep her muscles loose. Glancing at the clock she saw that it was almost 6.00 and realised Logan would be up soon.
She sat on the bed and ran through the list she had begun earlier that morning, Sit on your hands, Try not to look at him, Just eat and get out, You can do this Max, He's only a friend, We're not like that, Just don't think about it. She lost her train of thought as she heard Logan's chair wheeling across his room.
She dropped to the floor again and began a quick series of push-ups. . Down, Up 1, Down, Up 2 faster, 3, 4, 5, trying her hardest to lose herself in the exercise. She had almost reached 500 when the shower turned on and she found herself distracted by visions of water streaming over him. Over the strong supple body, the muscles that had developed from the therapy and using the chair. She was at the door of his bedroom before she managed to get herself back under control.
She fled into the bathroom and turned the shower on as hard as she could.
The water was icy against her over-heated skin, almost freezing it caused a burning pain. She welcomed the minor hurt as it brought her a measure of relief and clear thinking. She refused to let Manticore win. Logan was one of her best friends and anyway, they weren't even like that. Even if she did have the occasional fantasy about him, and even if she did have more than friendly feelings for him this wasn't the way she would want anything to begin between them. And she had responsibilities, to Jam Pony and her friends and just because she could be having hour upon hour of hot steamy sex with Logan, there was no excuse to bail on work and her friends.
Frantically she considered her options and she could only see one reasonable choice.
Turning off the water she stepped out of the shower and pushed back her hair. As she dried and dressed herself she knew that she had no choice.
There was only one thing to do.
She was going to have to tell him
Will Max tell Logan without jumping his bones?
1.2 Will Logan offer to help her with her problem?
I'll Let you know when I find out.
Feedback and Flames Welcome.