Playtime for Wolverine and His Psylocke
Elizabeth smiled, as Logan pulled onto her arm. She stopped in her tracks, as she noticed they walked near the elevator leading to the secured floors below. He stopped, and looked at her. "I got a better idea!" She smiled.
Logan raised his eyebrow, with a smirk on his lips. Everything about her; he loved. She was an extremely adventurous person; something he never thought he'd find in a woman. Their sex life was never a boring one. She slammed her free hand on the button next to the elevator. The elevator doors opened, and Elizabeth drug him into the elevator, "Come on!" She grinned.
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Logan released Elizabeth's hand, as they stood in front of the danger room doors. "And what's going on with this?" He smiled.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrow, and looked at him, with a coy smirk on her lips, "Playtime!" She smiled.
She entered her access code into the panel, and the danger room doors slid open. Logan let out a chuckle as he followed her into the danger room. The doors closed after them. "Training sim 25A; Activate." Elizabeth called out.
The simulations appeared of her and Logan's training session; large concrete blocks around the room. Elizabeth looked at him. "If you can find me, then you'll get what you want." She smiled.
Logan's eyebrow rose suspiciously as a grin formed on his mouth, "Whatever I want?" He smiled at her.
Elizabeth nodded, "Close your eyes tight, and count to ten." She smiled.
Logan's eyes clenched shut, as he began to count aloud. After he finished counting, he opened his eyes. Now this excites me, babe, he thought.
He sniffed, and picked up her scent. He rushed forward, towards a large column.
Elizabeth phased into the shadows of the column she sensed him coming towards. She sensed him creeping towards her from the side of the column.
She figured she could run; right when she did, she was speared onto the ground, hearing him growl at her as she did so. They slid forward on the ground, as he looked down at her.
Logan grabbed onto her wrists, holding her arms over her head. He was on top of her, with her back to him.
He leaned down towards her, his mouth near her ear, "Found ya." He snarled.
"The game's not over yet!" She grinned, as she used her telekinesis to throw him off of her.
He flew up into the air, held by her telekinesis. She rolled out of the way, and let him drop to the metal ground.
She flipped to her feet, "I may be drunk, luv, but I still wanna play!" She smiled.
She saw him flip up to his feet, and stare at her. "Turning you on?" She grinned.
"You don't know how bad!" He answered with a growl.
"Well, why don't you show me why you're called Wolverine off the battlefield!" She smirked.
She jumped towards him, and landed on his shoulders, locking her legs around his neck.
He grabbed onto her legs that wrapped around his shoulders, and he pushed her against the concrete block behind her.
She unwrapped her legs, and she quickly placed her feet to his shoulders. She flipped off of him, landing behind him.
They turned to look at each other, and he pounced on her. "You're about to make me snap!" He smiled.
She laughed at his comment, and quickly rolled him over onto his back.
She straddled his hips and ran her hands down his chest, making their way to his belt buckle.
She smiled, as she felt the arousal hidden under his jeans pressed up against her. She grinded against it, causing him to growl, as he grabbed onto her hips. "You want that, don't you?" She grinned.
Logan licked his sudden dry lips, as he stared at her. He grabbed onto her wrists, holding them firmly, and answered her, his voice thick and husky, "Oh yeah!"
She used the grip of her wrists to pull him up to her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, pushing her against him.
Placing her hands on the sides of his face, she planted her lips on his.
He groaned as she moved her tongue into his mouth, entwining it with his.
Elizabeth grinded herself against his arousal again, as she broke away from him. "Damn!" He growled at her.
"And what is it that makes you the Wolverine in bed, luv?" She smiled at him.
Logan grinned at her, as he released a hand of his from around her waist.
He pushed his hand under the front of her shirt, slowly moving the bare palm up her skin.
Logan clenched his fist, and let loose a claw halfway, careful not to let the tip touch her skin.
As he grinned up at her, he let the claw tear down the middle of her shirt.
She let out a laugh, as he retracted the claw, and removed the shirt from her body with both of his hands.
Logan ran his hands up her back, and finally rested them behind her head, letting her silk black hair tangle within his fingers.
He pulled her head towards him, kissing her lips hungrily.
With one swift movement, he rolled her over onto her back, and moved his mouth from hers, planting kisses down her chest, finally resting at her abdomen.
She combed her hands through his thick black hair, as he unbuttoned her jeans. "I told you to not bother with buttonin' these pants!" He playfully snapped.
She smiled slightly, biting down on her lower lip, as he removed her jeans and her black lace panties at once, tossing them behind him.
He sat up on his knees, hastily removing his shirt, exposing the fine built chest underneath.
He brushed his hands on the bare skin of her abdomen, reaching towards the anticipating valley between her thighs.
Growling with anticipation, he watched her move her arms behind her back, removing the lace bra, finally exposing her full naked body to him.
Elizabeth's eyes moved towards his belt buckle, as he quickly unbuckled it, and slipped it from his waist hooks of his jeans. She watched him remove his jeans and boxers, kicking them away from him.
Logan leaned down onto her, and smiled, as he heard a moan escape her throat, as he pushed himself into her.
His eyes searched her porcelain face, as she gazed up at him. Her hands planted onto his back, and he quickly lifted her up off of the ground.
She felt her back pressed against a concrete column, and she wrapped her legs around his hips, locking herself to him. He was standing, pushing her against the wall.
He thrust into her, as she rested her elbows on his shoulders, grabbing onto his hair. She slid up the wall with each thrust, loving the growls that escaped his throat, filling her ears.
Logan pressed his lips to her throat, as she let out a moan, with him continuing to thrust himself into her; harder and deeper. He moved his mouth to the nape of her shoulder, and bit lightly, causing a light tingling sensation to soar through her.
"More.." She moaned to him.
He looked up at her, his mouth forming a coy grin, "More of what?" He smiled, as he slowed his movements, attempting to tease her.
She smiled at him, and gripped the hair in her hands from his head, slightly pulling. He thrust harder into her, "More of this?" He growled.
Her moans became louder, as his movements caused him to penetrate deeper. He continued, burying his face into her neck, letting her moans play into his ears.
He suddenly stopped, causing her to whimper slightly, and continued to carry her, careful not to let himself slip out of her. He slowly laid onto the metal ground beneath them, on his back, letting her straddle his hips.
Elizabeth smiled, as she placed her hands to his chest. "My turn!" She smiled.
"Not exactly!" He grinned.
He grabbed onto her hips, guiding her movements, pulling her forward. He felt himself shifting within her, with each movement she did. He watched her tilt her head back, as she sped up her movements, ignoring his hands on her hips.
She looked down at him, biting on her lip, as she circulated her hips. She smiled, as his groans became louder, as she moved her hips in a circular motion, letting him feel every inch of her inside. His hands moved from her hips, finally cupping around her breasts, as she pushed her hands to his chest.
He tilted his head back, as she moved faster, reaching the intense climax from his built up lust for her from the dancing and 'playtime' she had done for him only moments before. He sat up, planting his lips on hers, devouring her mouth with his tongue, and swallowing her loud moans of ecstasy in her throat. He planted his hands on her back, grinding her forward, letting him finally spill into her, as he felt the pulsating muscles around him as she reached climax with him.
She finally slowed to a stop, pulling away from his kiss. She looked at him, and smiled, both of them breathing heavily from the desire they had just released on each other. "Damn, you know exactly what to do to turn me on, don't ya?" Logan growled.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrow coyly, with a slight smile, "Well, for one, I am psychic; two, I'm your wife, Logan." She smiled.
Logan looked up at her, his hands combing through her long silk black hair. He pulled her forward again, his mouth claiming hers. She hugged onto him, holding him close as they kissed. He broke the kiss, and smiled, as they planted their foreheads together, "You know I love ya, Betts?" He smiled.
Their eyes gazed into each other, "I love you too, Logan." She smiled at him.
