Their Night on the Town
After lingering over a big satisfying meal at The Winchester Restaurant, Logan and Rogue decided to walk around the town a bit as night slowly began falling over it.
They could see the grocery store they'd need to stop at before going home, but they didn't move in that direction.
Instead Rogue cleverly maneuvered her man toward a place she heard music coming from.
Standing outside the bar and grill where they could both hear country and rock tunes playing, she looked up at Logan.
"Looks lahke we shoulda eaten here."
"Too loud," he replied frowning at the establishment.
"Aw, now, it ain't that bad," she began trying to pull him inside the bar.
"I thought we were just burning off our dinner before we got what we need from the store and went back to the lake?" he growled.
"And that's ahll we will do. Dancin' is a great way to burn calories and ya still owe me one from last nahght."
"How ya figure that?"
"Well, shuga, Ah seem to recall you askin me ta dance at the restaurant last nahght before ya got all impatient and drug me outta the place," she reminded.
He growled at the reminder, but she was looking at him all sweet and pouty so he caved.
What's the harm in one dance, he reasoned.
~*~*~
Rogue was a naughty little girl.
Logan knew this now without a doubt as they finally rose from the booth they'd been sitting at to have their dance.
Just as she had last night, she unzipped and removed her leather jacket to reveal the teasing little top she hid beneath the concealing rawhide.
Tonight it was a little denim vest type thing with white laces up the front that stopped covering her body about half way down her ribs.
It left her arms and midriff bare and all he wanted to do was yank open the lacing until all of her was exposed to him.
But the little witch had chosen to reveal her outfit to him in a public place and he wasn't about to let these yokels get a peek at his girl.
Growling possessively he slid an arm around her waist, held her tight against his chest, stepped onto the bar's small dance floor then wrapped his other arm around her and began moving slowly to the song that was playing.
She smiled up at him, all happy, as her arms slid up around his neck and she swayed with him to the music.
"I think we can guarantee Hank that his little potion works," he said as he began kissing her bare neck.
Her head fell to the side so he could reach more of her throat and she moaned a little while her fingers sank into his hair.
"Ah should think so. If mah skin didn't kill ya last nahght Ah think we can safely say it's no longer an issue."
He slid a leg between both of hers, pressed his growing erection against her hips and licked her ear lobe.
"Woulda been worth it," he whispered as she gasped at his actions.
It took a moment for his words to sink in, but when they did she stiffened a little and pulled her head back.
"Whaddya mean?"
"Dyin' last night. Woulda been worth it to have done what we did," he explained.
His words first made her blink then she blushed a little and tucked her head into the crook of his neck.
"Don't be silly," she said against his shoulder, but he could feel the smile on her lips as she said it.
Smiling himself, he pressed his cheek against the top of her head and they simply danced like that for the remainder of the song.
When another ballad followed the one they'd been dancing to they just pressed closer together and continued moving slowly to the music.
Their movements eventually became more about foreplay then dancing.
Logan's hips were rocking softly against hers and Rogue was discreetly grinding herself against the leg he still had between hers.
Her lips had begun to kiss his neck and shoulder and he lowered his to nibble on her throat.
While her hands were massaging his head and back his were running up and down her spine, his fingers sliding up under the back of her top then dipping down into her tight jeans to teasingly touch the curve of her bottom.
Soon the world around them melted away as their kisses and caresses became less discreet.
Until a few pointedly cleared throats reminded them they were in public.
"Let's get outta here, shuga," Rogue suggested.
Having been about to make the same suggestion, Logan happily led her off the floor to get their things and leave the bar.
~*~*~
"How are just tha two of us supposed ta eat all this?" Rogue asked as she and Logan began unloading the groceries they had had to go back to town to buy.
For some reason they'd forgotten all about needing to buy perishables at the grocery store after leaving the bar and before returning to the lake, she remembered with a smile.
"Easily, darlin'. Jus cook it an' eat," he replied with a half-smile.
She turned, stuck her tongue out at him for that answer then threw a bag of chips at his head.
"Ah meant that it's way too much stuff for just us just this weekend."
Catching the chips, he slowly approached her until she was backed against the counter. He then placed the chips on that counter before bracing his hands on it at her hips, effectively trapping her between him and the counter.
"Trust me, darlin', it'll all get eaten," he said leaning down to nibble on her ear. "I've got a big appetite."
The way he breathed into her ear as he spoke those words with their double meaning made her eyes fall shut, head fall back and knees go weak.
She wasn't so virginal that she didn't know he was referring to more than his appetite for food and the statement made her all the more eager to get out of this kitchen and into the bedroom they'd chosen to settle into for the weekend.
As if reading her mind, his lips moved from her ear down her neck to the V-shaped neckline of her denim vest top.
Her hands dropped back to grip the countertop as his lips parted so his teeth could capture the end of one of the strings tying that vest together.
Growling slightly he pulled his head back until the laces started coming undone and the top opened.
A moan escaped her as his hands brushed the denim aside and his mouth began exploring the soft skin above her bra.
"Logan," she cried out when his tongue slid between her beasts as much as the bra allowed.
He smiled at her reaction and moved his mouth up to claim hers while his hands flicked open the front closure of her black garment.
Shaking as his hands cupped her bared flesh, she wrapped her arms tight around his neck and parted her lips for a deeper kiss.
She became restless as their tongues thrust and slid against each other during the passionate embrace.
Another part of her wanted to be claimed by him the same way her mouth was being taken by his.
That part of her began grinding itself against his erection, hating the jeans they both wore that kept their bodies from joining.
"Bedroom," she pulled away to gasp. "Bedroom. Now."
Logan just smiled at her, thrust his hips against hers and bent his head to suck on a sensitive patch of flesh on her neck.
On the left, right under her jaw where he could feel her pulse beating erratically beneath the skin.
While his lips focused on that area his hands began massaging her breasts, the fingers gliding over her hardened nipples and occasionally squeezing the aroused tips.
"Logan," she cried out again as her right leg began moving frantically up and down his left one.
He just released her right breast to lower his hand and lift her leg up over his hip before kissing her into silence.
Rogue found she liked the position he'd just put her in because it allowed her to pressed more openly against his erection and press she did while he rocked his hips into hers.
Feeling an orgasm fast approaching, she latched onto his shoulders, sucked on his tongue in her mouth and ground against his hardness.
With his left hand still holding her thigh, he moved his right one from her breast to tangle in her hair and tilt her head back for the deepest possible kiss.
The move not only had his tongue sinking further into his mouth it left her sensitized nipples exposed to the rough texture of his shirt as their bodies pressed and ground together.
That proved too much for Rogue, who dug her fingernails into his shoulders, tore her mouth from his to scream out his name then began convulsing as her pleasure from the situation reached it's peak.
~*~*~
Once she came down from her climax, Rogue realized that Logan had lifted her up onto the countertop to keep her from falling when her body went limp.
She snuggled against him and kissed his neck for that thoughtfulness.
As she snuggled closer, she realized he was still very aroused having not found release yet from their actions.
"Shuga, let's go to tha bedroom," she nibbled her way up to his ear to whisper.
He growled softly at the suggestion and pulled her hips to the edge of the counter.
"Wrap your legs around me," he ordered gruffly.
Eagerly she complied and soon they were moving toward the darkened bedroom, his erection rubbing against her core with every step.
When he bent to lay her on the bed, she was all ready, willing and able to have him lie down on her and make her his.
Rather than do that, he straightened to remove her boots.
Belatedly remembering that complete nudity always helped in these situations, she smiled and lifted herself up onto her elbows to watch him finish undressing her.
Her bare breasts jiggled with her actions, distracting the man who stood over her.
A hungry growl rumbled through his chest as he dropped the boot he'd just removed and, as if he simply couldn't resist, he lowered his head to draw her left nipple into his mouth.
Automatically she moved her hands up to clutch at his head and hold it to her body. The move left her torso without any support and she fell back onto the bed pulling him down on top of her.
Neither of them minded as her fingers ran through every strand of his silky black hair and his hungry lips moved to her right breast.
There was one thing Rogue didn't much like about their new position, but she fixed it quickly by simply parting her legs so that Logan was caught between them and pressed against her center.
Feeling him where she needed him most, even if they were still too dressed to do what she wanted, had her moaning and arching beneath him.
"Inside me. Need you inside me," she started chanting as her body rose and fell against his.
"Take it easy now, darlin'," he lifted his head to urge.
She responded by yanking his head back to her chest and shouting, "Now!"
Chuckling at her response, despite his own need, Logan removed her hands from his head and pinned them to the bed.
"Hold your horses, Rogue, we ain't doin' that tonight," he said.
For a few moments she whimpered, tried to wiggle free from his hold and continued to thrust her hips up against his.
Then the words sank in and she froze.
"Whaddya mean we ain't doin' that tonahght?!" she demanded.
"We're not gonna have sex tonight."
"Now ya tell me that? What tha hell'd ya bring me here for, then?!"
"So we could be alone and deal with this change in our relationship."
"Ah'm happy with the change in our relationship. Ain't got nothing to deal with there. Let's check that off yer list," she said as she returned to trying to free her hands.
"I did not bring ya here just to have sex with ya, darlin'," he said while easily maintaining his hold on her.
"So that ain't why ya brought me here, that don't mean we cahn't do it," she gave up her struggles to pout seductively up at him.
"Don't look at me like that," he said sternly.
"Lahke what?" her lower lip extended further in pout.
"Rogue, keep your damn hips still," he growled warningly.
"Wolverine, take off yer damn pants," she countered.
Still growling he bent his head to kiss her a little roughly before rolling from the bed and stalking into the bathroom.
She just laid there stunned for a moment before sitting up.
"What ya go in there for?" she called out.
The sudden sound of water, cold she suspected, rushing through the showerhead in the bathroom gave Rogue her answer and she fell back on the bed with a groan.
Until it hit her that he was in that shower naked.
~*~*~
"You'll behave yourself now, won'tcha?" Logan asked with laughter in his voice.
Still damp from the cold shower he'd thrown her into when she tried to seduce him in the bathroom, Rogue just hugged herself in the oversized T-shirt she wore and glared at the man laying so smugly on the bed.
Continuing to glare the whole time, she stalked from the bathroom to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers with her back to him.
"Ah ain't talking ta you," she snarled.
That vow just set him to laughing out loud until she sat up and smacked him into silence with her pillow.
"See if Ah evah offer ta have sex with you again, ya moron."
At that statement and a huff she rolled over onto her stomach, placing the pillow she'd beat him with over her head to muffle the chuckles still rumbling from his chest.
