At Last
Author Notes: Warning!!!NC-17.Ok this chapter was not made by me. I give full credit to
jodi@whocarez2.co.uk also known as Jodi. Thank you so much.
Max broke the kiss, and looked at Logan with a newfound shyness. Desire and love
shone brightly in his eyes.
"We can take this slow," he whispered. After waiting so long for this moment,
it was the last thing he wanted to do. And the emotions were winning the battle
with his mind.
"Slow? As in, all night?" Her smile said it all. Needing no further prompting,
Logan reached for her and pulled her down on the bed, where he had spent so
many nights awake wishing she was there. The kiss was slow, but it was only
seconds before Maxfelt his hands slide beneath her shirt. It was electifying.
She moved her body closer,craving the touch of his skin on hers. She felt her
hand tugging on his shirt and again they broke their kiss. Blue eyes met dark
ones. Max sat up, pulled the shirt over her head. Logan watched as she reached
behind her back to unfasten the pink bra. He couldn't help but smile. Under all
that black, she wore a pink bra. She was so beautiful and the scar on her chest
did nothing to distract from that beauty.
For a brief moment Max wondered if the scar would be a turn off. She thought of
turning the lights off, but when she looked back at Logan, she knew it didn't matter.
"Wanna help?" she teased.
Logan sat up and ran his hands down her shoulders, leaned in to kiss her and slowing
worked the hooks on her bra. Max wanted to rip his clothes off, but she kept her
lips pressed to his as he slid the straps down her arms. He then reached for his own
shirt, and stopped kissing her long enough to pull it over his head.
He pulled her close to his chest and they fell back on the bed Kissing the top of her
head he ran his hands the length of her body while she pulled at the rest of his clothing.
"Love me Logan." she whispered.
"Do we need to..." he began. He wasn't sure what her cycles meant in terms of
fertility and he didn't want to risk complicating their lives with a baby. He'd dreamed of
the picturesqe life with Max, and those dreams always had Max holding a baby nestled
to her breast, but there was too much going on in both their lives right now.
"You mean..." Max couldn't help but be embarassed. She wasn't in one of her cycles,
but she hadn't even thought about protection. Logan, forever the protective one she though
with a smile.
"I have something." He seen a flash in her eyes, and it looked like anger. Asha. She
was thinking he had them because of Asha. It was an awkward moment.
"Max, I always believed we would beat this thing. I didn't want the moment to happen
and then have to make a mad dash half naked to look for something. Please Max
don't be angry. It's not what you are thinking."
She was smiling then. "I was thinking you still have too many clothes on."
He stood and went to a small table near the window and Max sat up on her knees
watching his back.
"I'm going to check the door and windows. Any late night visitors are just going to
have to come back tomorrow." She hopped up, and went to the living room. After locking
the door and windows, she slipped out of her jeans and left them in the hallway. She peered
in the bedroom where Logan was still at the window. She silently made her way in to the
room and if it had not been for her reflection in the dark glass, he would not have known
she was there. She cuddled up against his back and put her hands on his chest, wiggling
her fingers in his curly hairs. She could feel his breathe quicken. Her lips touched his
back and her hands continued to trail down towards his waist.
"What 'ya doin' over here?" she cooed.
He turned and scooped her up. "I was saying a few words of thanks. I'm a lucky man."
He carried her to the bed, pulled back the covers and eased her down on the mattress.
"Well?" she questioned. He pulled his jeans off left them in a heap on the floor and climbed
in beside her.
Max wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. His scent was intoxicating and
she felt her body grow warm from the inside out. Her leg slides between his and she moves
til she's almost laying atop him.
"Logan," she says softly as she reaches down to remove what's left of her clothing and his, "am
I dreaming?"
"I was just about to ask you the..." His words are cut short as he feels her hands below.
"Oh Max," It's hardly a sentence more of a moan. He pulls her completely atop him, then cups
her face and kisses her hard.
They settled into a slow rhythm as if they had been lovers for a long time. Max found herself
wondering what would happen in the morning. Would they just go about life like nothing
had happened? Would she move her stuff over here and make love to Logan every
night like they were a normal couple? What did this mean to them? It wasn't just sex.
Even if they had gotten together a long time ago, it wouldn't have just been sex. Her
heart belonged to him before she even realized it. She loved him so much, it almost
hurt to think about it. A single tear coursed down her cheek and she leaned over to kiss
him again.
"Max, are you ok?"
"Shhhh, I'm fine. Just kiss me." The kiss was soft but full of hunger and it pushed them both
to the edge. Logan's arms held her close and listened as her breathing slowed. Neither
knew what to say, so finally Max got up and went to Logan's closet.
"Mind if I borrow a shirt?"
"What's wrong with what you have on now?" He gave her the goofy grin she loved so much.
"This old thing?" Waving a hand at her bare skin, she couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm headed for the shower. Care to join me?" She turned and headed out the door, then
stopped and winked at him.
(Morning)
Logan is sitting at the computer, when Max emerges from the bedroom. It took all his
willpower to leave her there sleeping, but knowing she rarely slept, he figured his hormones
could take a backseat. And he planned on asking her to come stay when he worked
up the courage. He didn't want to spend a single night away from her now.
"Good morning. Sleep well?"
She kissed him, then looked at the monitor.
"What could you be working on that's so important you weren't laying beside me when I
woke up?" She tried to sound angry, but she was too happy to effectively pull it off.
Max (nodding towards computer terminal): "Do you cyber on that thing?"
"Huh? Uh, no, of course not."
"Yeah, right." She continues to torment him.
"Really. I don't."
"Uh, huh. Sure."
"I'm serious Max"
Max (laughs) " Whatever, studboy." She kissed him again between giggles.
"If I'm going to start giggling like a school girl now, we're going to have to knock it off. Think
what it will do to my rep!"
"Your secrets safe with me. I won't mention the giggling and you won't mention
that I'm Eyes Only. Fair?"
What a difference a few hours have made. They were both laughing and playing around
like the world around them wasn't the same messed up place it had been yesterday.
But it was.
"I gotta go to work. Can I stop by for lunch?"
"Uh, Max I was going to ask you about something?" Logan didn't know where to start.
He didn't want her to go, he didn't want her to tell him no, he just didn't know what to say.
"Can we talk at lunch? I'm in such a great mood, I don't want Normal's uptight ass bringing
me down if I'm late."
"Sure, I'll have something for us when you get here."
She grabbed her coat, backtracked, kissed him again and headed out the door.
Remember I didnt write this chapter but I hope you liked it. I had someone write it
for me because I couldnt. Anyway please review like always. And the next chapter
will have a lot to do with Chasity and Manticore.
Author Notes: Warning!!!NC-17.Ok this chapter was not made by me. I give full credit to
jodi@whocarez2.co.uk also known as Jodi. Thank you so much.
Max broke the kiss, and looked at Logan with a newfound shyness. Desire and love
shone brightly in his eyes.
"We can take this slow," he whispered. After waiting so long for this moment,
it was the last thing he wanted to do. And the emotions were winning the battle
with his mind.
"Slow? As in, all night?" Her smile said it all. Needing no further prompting,
Logan reached for her and pulled her down on the bed, where he had spent so
many nights awake wishing she was there. The kiss was slow, but it was only
seconds before Maxfelt his hands slide beneath her shirt. It was electifying.
She moved her body closer,craving the touch of his skin on hers. She felt her
hand tugging on his shirt and again they broke their kiss. Blue eyes met dark
ones. Max sat up, pulled the shirt over her head. Logan watched as she reached
behind her back to unfasten the pink bra. He couldn't help but smile. Under all
that black, she wore a pink bra. She was so beautiful and the scar on her chest
did nothing to distract from that beauty.
For a brief moment Max wondered if the scar would be a turn off. She thought of
turning the lights off, but when she looked back at Logan, she knew it didn't matter.
"Wanna help?" she teased.
Logan sat up and ran his hands down her shoulders, leaned in to kiss her and slowing
worked the hooks on her bra. Max wanted to rip his clothes off, but she kept her
lips pressed to his as he slid the straps down her arms. He then reached for his own
shirt, and stopped kissing her long enough to pull it over his head.
He pulled her close to his chest and they fell back on the bed Kissing the top of her
head he ran his hands the length of her body while she pulled at the rest of his clothing.
"Love me Logan." she whispered.
"Do we need to..." he began. He wasn't sure what her cycles meant in terms of
fertility and he didn't want to risk complicating their lives with a baby. He'd dreamed of
the picturesqe life with Max, and those dreams always had Max holding a baby nestled
to her breast, but there was too much going on in both their lives right now.
"You mean..." Max couldn't help but be embarassed. She wasn't in one of her cycles,
but she hadn't even thought about protection. Logan, forever the protective one she though
with a smile.
"I have something." He seen a flash in her eyes, and it looked like anger. Asha. She
was thinking he had them because of Asha. It was an awkward moment.
"Max, I always believed we would beat this thing. I didn't want the moment to happen
and then have to make a mad dash half naked to look for something. Please Max
don't be angry. It's not what you are thinking."
She was smiling then. "I was thinking you still have too many clothes on."
He stood and went to a small table near the window and Max sat up on her knees
watching his back.
"I'm going to check the door and windows. Any late night visitors are just going to
have to come back tomorrow." She hopped up, and went to the living room. After locking
the door and windows, she slipped out of her jeans and left them in the hallway. She peered
in the bedroom where Logan was still at the window. She silently made her way in to the
room and if it had not been for her reflection in the dark glass, he would not have known
she was there. She cuddled up against his back and put her hands on his chest, wiggling
her fingers in his curly hairs. She could feel his breathe quicken. Her lips touched his
back and her hands continued to trail down towards his waist.
"What 'ya doin' over here?" she cooed.
He turned and scooped her up. "I was saying a few words of thanks. I'm a lucky man."
He carried her to the bed, pulled back the covers and eased her down on the mattress.
"Well?" she questioned. He pulled his jeans off left them in a heap on the floor and climbed
in beside her.
Max wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. His scent was intoxicating and
she felt her body grow warm from the inside out. Her leg slides between his and she moves
til she's almost laying atop him.
"Logan," she says softly as she reaches down to remove what's left of her clothing and his, "am
I dreaming?"
"I was just about to ask you the..." His words are cut short as he feels her hands below.
"Oh Max," It's hardly a sentence more of a moan. He pulls her completely atop him, then cups
her face and kisses her hard.
They settled into a slow rhythm as if they had been lovers for a long time. Max found herself
wondering what would happen in the morning. Would they just go about life like nothing
had happened? Would she move her stuff over here and make love to Logan every
night like they were a normal couple? What did this mean to them? It wasn't just sex.
Even if they had gotten together a long time ago, it wouldn't have just been sex. Her
heart belonged to him before she even realized it. She loved him so much, it almost
hurt to think about it. A single tear coursed down her cheek and she leaned over to kiss
him again.
"Max, are you ok?"
"Shhhh, I'm fine. Just kiss me." The kiss was soft but full of hunger and it pushed them both
to the edge. Logan's arms held her close and listened as her breathing slowed. Neither
knew what to say, so finally Max got up and went to Logan's closet.
"Mind if I borrow a shirt?"
"What's wrong with what you have on now?" He gave her the goofy grin she loved so much.
"This old thing?" Waving a hand at her bare skin, she couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm headed for the shower. Care to join me?" She turned and headed out the door, then
stopped and winked at him.
(Morning)
Logan is sitting at the computer, when Max emerges from the bedroom. It took all his
willpower to leave her there sleeping, but knowing she rarely slept, he figured his hormones
could take a backseat. And he planned on asking her to come stay when he worked
up the courage. He didn't want to spend a single night away from her now.
"Good morning. Sleep well?"
She kissed him, then looked at the monitor.
"What could you be working on that's so important you weren't laying beside me when I
woke up?" She tried to sound angry, but she was too happy to effectively pull it off.
Max (nodding towards computer terminal): "Do you cyber on that thing?"
"Huh? Uh, no, of course not."
"Yeah, right." She continues to torment him.
"Really. I don't."
"Uh, huh. Sure."
"I'm serious Max"
Max (laughs) " Whatever, studboy." She kissed him again between giggles.
"If I'm going to start giggling like a school girl now, we're going to have to knock it off. Think
what it will do to my rep!"
"Your secrets safe with me. I won't mention the giggling and you won't mention
that I'm Eyes Only. Fair?"
What a difference a few hours have made. They were both laughing and playing around
like the world around them wasn't the same messed up place it had been yesterday.
But it was.
"I gotta go to work. Can I stop by for lunch?"
"Uh, Max I was going to ask you about something?" Logan didn't know where to start.
He didn't want her to go, he didn't want her to tell him no, he just didn't know what to say.
"Can we talk at lunch? I'm in such a great mood, I don't want Normal's uptight ass bringing
me down if I'm late."
"Sure, I'll have something for us when you get here."
She grabbed her coat, backtracked, kissed him again and headed out the door.
Remember I didnt write this chapter but I hope you liked it. I had someone write it
for me because I couldnt. Anyway please review like always. And the next chapter
will have a lot to do with Chasity and Manticore.
