WARNING: This chapter contains violence against one Jean Grey. *muahahahaha* Um … *clears throat* If such situations are not to your liking you may want to skip over this installment or just skim bits of it. Before you start reading though, I want to make it clear – Red sooooooooo had it COMING!

Here are some delightful tunes that inspired this chapter: Nivea "Don't Mess With My Man" Stroke 9 "Kick Some Ass" Dream "He Loves You Not" and "Get Ready" from the Ready to Rumble Soundtrack. :-)

Enjoy! :-P

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Don't Mess With Mah Man

"Whoa, this bed is huge," Kitty exclaimed as the girls entered Logan's bedroom carrying Rogue's things.

"You guys are gonna be bumping uglies all the time in this thing," Tabitha teased as she put down the box she carried and threw herself on the king sized mattress. "Check out how it bounces!"

Giggling, Kitty put down her burden then made a running leap into the bed.

The two girls rolled and bounced around on the bed while Betsy and Rogue rolled their eyes at their antics.

When Tabs snagged Kitty around the waist and started pretending she was Logan about to ravish Rogue on the big bouncy bed, they all started laughing.

Betsy and Rogue both put the items they carried down on the floor to join the goofballs in bed.

"No, no," Rogue said while turning Tabitha to face her, "mah man doesn't kiss lahke that, his kisses are more lahke this."

While Betsy and Kitty watched in surprise, their friend placed her hand over the blonde's mouth and proceeded to press her back to the bed as she passionately kissed the back of that hand.

Tabitha started laughing so hard Rogue couldn't stay on top of her, so she rolled off the blonde and nearly out of the bed.

That near fall had them all collapsing back against the mattress and giggling hysterically.

"So, like, what else can you tell us about your man?" Kitty eventually sat up to ask while rubbing tears of laughter from her eyes.

"Oh yeah, you're not gonna get out of telling us this time," Tabitha said with an eager gleam in her eyes. "What's the big badass like in bed?"

Rolling her eyes at the younger girls' prying, Rogue turned to Betsy to get help shutting them up. Only to find her friend leaning forward in eager anticipation of whatever Rogue would reveal to them.

"Oh, grow up," the center of their attention groaned while grabbing a pillow to smack at them all.

They just laughing and wrestled the pillow away.

"Come on, luv, just give us a few little details," Betsy urged.

Smiling reluctantly at their pleading expressions, Rogue laid back on the bed with a resigned sigh.

"Whaddya wanna know?"

~*~*~

"On the table?" Tabitha exclaimed in wide-eyed wonder. "Right on the table?"

Blushing with pride at how her lover's exploits and abilities with her over the weekend awed her friends, Rogue nodded.

"I've gotta get Bri to try that," the blonde said with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

The other girls laughed and playfully smacked Tabby with pillows. In the past thirty minutes, BoomBoom had gotten that thoughtful look in her eye numerous times as some intimate detail Rogue revealed gave her all kinds of ideas of what she could do with Brian.

"That is the last time I want to hear you mention my brother's name with that look in your eyes, luv. It's truly disturbing," Betsy stated with a chuckle.

Suddenly, while the other girls laughed and continued to chatter, the British girl stiffened and turned her attention to the bedroom door.

Her blue eyes narrowed into a furious glare as her telepathy detected Logan approaching the bedroom.

With one persistent little redhead dogging his steps and keeping him from reaching his room.

Slowly, the others detected her stiffness and growing fury and looked at their friend questioningly.

~~ Jean's got Logan pinned down in the hallway, luv. ~~

Rogue's green eyes widened in disbelief at Red's nerve then narrowed to mere slits as they focused on the door.

~~ Ah got this one, Betts. ~~

~*~*~

"Look, Jean, can't this wait until later? I've gotta get Rogue moved into my room and I want it done before dinner," Logan growled in frustration as the redhead again placed herself in his path and gave him a pouty look.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about, Logan," the girl moved toward him until he was pressed against the wall trying to avoid her. "You don't really want that … girl moving in with you. You're a man. The Wolverine. You need a woman, not some scared insecure outcast like the Rogue."

Growling angrily he glared pointedly at the hand that she was stroking over his chest until she got the message and nervously dropped it.

"Rogue is none of that, Red. She's a woman in ways you'll never understand and I really do want her moving in with me."

Sensing his sincerity at the statement, the telepath first glared at him furiously then quickly rearranged her features to a come hither expression.

"Come on now, Logan," she seductively licked her pouty cherry glossed lips and grabbed his hands to place them on the mound of her breasts. "You expect me to believe you're not at all interested in having these all to yourself? And doing whatever you want with this?"

Frowning in disgust he watched her move his left hand between her legs at that second question just before she threw herself against him and tried stab her tongue into his unopening mouth.

The four girls who'd just entered the hallway stared at the pair in absolute disbelief.

Kitty and Tabitha were speechless with the belief that Logan was a willing participant, but Betsy and Rogue knew better and were reacting to the sheer audacity of Miss Grey.

While Jean was busy resisting Logan's attempts to shove him from his body, she was oblivious to their audience.

Which proved to be a typical Jean mistake.

The older girl was completely unprepared to defend herself when two hands suddenly wrapped themselves in her long red hair and furiously yanked her away from the man she'd had pinned to the wall.

Rogue quickly used her hold to throw the bitch against the wall on the other side of the hallway. She was focused completely on the skank who'd been messin' with her man, but managed to see Logan wiping all traces of the other girl's lip gloss and saliva from his mouth.

His actions assured her that he truly did love her and made Rogue all the more furious at Jean for actions.

Her narrowed green eyes watched the redhead slowly push herself up to stand leaning against the wall she been hurled into.

"Who do you think you are throwing me around like that?" she shrieked at Rogue.

"Jus' getting' some trash off mah man," the younger girl smirked as she sank into a fighting stance. "And now it's tahme ta take that trash out."

Squealing in fright, the telepath barely had time to dive out of the path of the kick aimed at her gut.

Ducking and rolling a few feet down the hallway she rose to her knees, turned to face her attacker and threw out a hand to shove the other girl back telekinetically.

Rogue was moved back only a few inches from the psychic thrust before she called dug her heels into the carpeting and lunged at the girl.

Their bodies collided with a thud that made the girls observing gasp, but the combatants didn't care.

While Jean had the breath jarred out of her from the impact, Rogue took her advantage and pinned the girl to the floor.

"Did ya really think ya could get between me and mah man, bitch?" the younger girl growled as she twisted her hands in Red's hair and pulled her head up until they were face to face. "Scott about tha only jackass who wants sloppy seconds lahke you and Ah think you've pretty much blown that."

Gasping in anger at the statement, the pinned girl used a move she'd seen Rogue succeed with in training with Logan and levitated them until the were a few feet off the ground then she rolled their bodies in midair and dropped them to the ground.

Rogue's body slammed to the floor, leaving her slightly winded as Jean had intended, but the younger girl was a born fighter and recovered before the other girl could make another move.

With a few bucks and twists the now pinned girl got her legs up between their bodies and kicked Red off of her. The unexpected move sent the other girl reeling backward with a scream as Rogue didn't release her hair while pushing her off.

It hadn't been a planned move on Rogue's part, but as she saw and felt the clumps of hair in her hands she silently applauded her instinctive action.

Tearfully, the older girl forgot she was in the midst of battle and knelt on the floor clutching her beautiful mane of hair that had gotten so abused these past few days.

Taking the opening that presented itself, Rogue leap to her feet and moved to tower over sniffling twit.

"Quit yer whinin' and fight, Jean. Yer an X-Man, fer Christ's sake, act lahke one for once."

Eyes flaming with anger at the insult, Jean didn't hesitate to retaliate.

But Rogue was ready for the automatic attack and laughing sidestepped the other girl's lunge and again grabbed onto that precious hair as her would be tackler flew past it's target. With a deft turn of her body, the younger girl used Jean's own momentum to send her crashing facefirst into the wall.

"You broke my nose!" Jean exclaimed as she felt blood trickling from her nostrils.

"Ah did?" Rogue grinned with delight at the complaint.

Stifling a laugh of pure admiration at his girl's skill, Logan decided it was now time to break things up as the abused telepath slumped, dazed and bleeding, against the wall.

He slid his arms around Rogue's waist and pulled her tensed body back against his when she would have moved in for the kill.

"Ya showed her who's boss, darlin'. She ain't worth getting' the Prof. upset at ya," he murmured while nibbling her ear and neck.

Smiling in triumph at the girl on the floor, Rogue melted into her lover's arms and moaned passionately at his kisses.

To show Red, who was glaring up at them and holding her nose in both hands, just how much Logan belonged to her, the girl tipped her head to the side and encouraged her man to put on a little show for the tramp.

With a growl that sent shivers of delight down her spine, he obeyed her body's urgings and began running his hands possessively over her body.

Those hands ran over her breasts, stomach and thighs in a manner that had Betsy, Kitty and Tabitha blushing and feeling like voyeurs.

Rogue was quickly forgetting that she was making a point and not simply being seduced by her lover as his hands pressed harder against her body and his lips became more demanding on her throat.

~~ Mahne. ~~

She finally focused enough to begin projecting to the rejected telepath.

~~ He is mahne and he lahkes it that way. You had to force his hands onta yer tramp body, but Ah can barely keep them off mahne. ~~

Eyes blazing with passion and possession for the man who held her, Rogue shifted the neckline of the shirt she wore to display the lovebites that marred her pale flesh from their time at the lake.

~~ He's put his mark on me. He's movin' me in with him. He loves me. Ahll you've done is piss everyone off bah messin' with him. Now get yer bony ass out of mah sahght and stay tha hell away from him or no one will stop me from teachin' ya what happens to poachahs on mah turf. ~~

Knowing the girl meant every word, Jean pushed quickly to her feet and turned to run, but Rogue had one last parting shot for her before she left.

"Ah don't blame ya fer wantin' him, Red. He's more man than you'll evah have, but remembah if ya evah make a move on him again you'll regret it," she warned aloud so everyone present bore witness to the warning. "If Cahke ain't man enough to please ya, Ah suggest ya trah diddlin' yer own fiddle and givin' up on tha fellas."

Humiliated, the older girl gasped then choked out a sob and ran in the direction of her bedroom.

Betsy, Kitty and Tabitha just continued to watch the scene in silence as, after banishing her enemy, Rogue turned in her lover's arms and threw herself against him.

Logan lifted and wrapped her legs around his waist while her arms slipped around his neck and her lips pressed feverishly to his.

Growling he ran his hands from her thighs up over her back to tangle in her short hair and hold her in place for a devouring kiss.

The unbridled passion between the couple was awe inspiring to the trio watching them, but it was a private thing – even if it appeared that the lover's were gonna rip each other's clothes off and do it right there in the hallway where anyone could come along and see them – and they knew it was time to make their own exits from the scene.

Betsy had to drag both the other girls away from staring at the couple as they kissed and moaned and growled and ground against each other.

As soon as the purple haired girl had the little voyeurs tucked around a corner and hidden from the sight of the lovers, all three of them expelled breaths they been holding and leaned against the wall.

"I gotta go find Brian," Tabitha exclaimed after a moment before rushing off to search for her boyfriend.

Betsy didn't need her telepathy to know that the blonde girl would be jumping her twin's bones the second she found him.

"Wow," Kitty said as she stayed leaning dazedly against the wall. "And I thought it was intense when you went after Jean."

Betsy chuckled and silently applauded Rogue's success in that all too brief battle.

A door slamming in the hallway they'd just abandoned had the British girl peeking back around the corner to see what had happened. Seeing that the hall was now empty except for the shirt Logan had been wearing and Rogue's shirt and bra lying discarded on the floor, Betsy again cheered for her friend.

Bloody good thing they took it to a bedroom, though, she thought as moaning cries of "Oh, Logan" were now clearly heard from within Logan's room.

Turning to usher an eagerly eavesdropping Kitty far away from the enthusiastic lovers, Betsy smiled and hoped that Pietro would be able to make her act like that when their time came.