Surprise
School was over!
Sure, Rogue had decided to do some college classes online and work toward some degree while she stayed at the mansion with Logan and the team, but for the most part she was done with classroom's and the rigors of school.
It was summer again and she was looking forward to finding a way for this one to beat the last.
The totally free weeks and months ahead promised all kinds of vacations for her and her lover and she couldn't wait!
Unfortunately they still had missions and chores to do for the X-Men like the one that was taking them to Las Vegas.
She really wasn't clear on what this mission was, but it was a pretty big deal.
Jean and Scott, who'd gotten back from their first year of college just yesterday, were with Logan, Rogue, Betsy, Brian, Kitty, Kurt, Tabitha and the Professor in the Velocity while Hank and Ororo were flying the rest of the team in the Blackbird.
As they were going to a well populated place, they were all in civilian clothes rather than their uniforms. Rogue understood that they needed to blend in with the crowd as much as they could, but she had no idea why the Professor had ordered them all to dress up.
All the men, even Logan, were in some kind of suit and the girls, herself included, were fancied up in dresses.
It felt a bit weird, but as she was the only one that seemed to be questioning the situation she went along with it.
They landed their aircraft at a private runway just outside the city.
Everyone quickly rose to exit the Velocity, but Logan snagged her wrist to keep Rogue from following.
"Wha - " she asked as he sat her down and closed the doors behind the departed team members.
Without saying a word he moved to kneel on one knee before her and pulled something out of the pocket of the black blazer he wore.
She gasped as he held out his hand to reveal a small black velvet box, the kind she knew typically held rings.
"Rogue," he began gruffly as he looked into her startled eyes, "will you marry me?"
Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as he followed the question with the opening of the box to reveal to her the most beautiful emerald engagement ring she'd ever seen. The small oval shaped emerald was the deepest green she'd ever seen and on either side of it were two round gems she'd bet her life were actual diamonds. Knowing how she was allergic to gold, he'd gotten it in a platinum setting that was utterly perfect.
"Oh mah Gawd," was all she could say as she stared at the ring and wonderful man holding it.
"Darlin', my knee's getting' a lil stiff. Should I take that as a 'yes'?"
With tears gathering in her eyes, she threw herself against him and began raining kisses over his jaw, noticing for the first time that by some miracle it was clean shaven.
Suddenly she froze as the pieces all started coming together.
The whole team being together and dressed up.
A mysterious mission to Las Vegas, the quickie wedding capital of the US.
Logan proposing marriage.
"Oh mah Gawd. Now?!" she pulled away to stare down at him, "Ya wanna get hitched now?"
"Well, yeah," he said simply.
"Just lahke that," she demanded in disbelief. "Just load up tha team, drag me ta Vegas and what … get married bah some Elvis impersonator?"
"Not that last part. Charles has us formal minister waiting at the hotel."
"But ya ain't denyin' tha rest of it are you?"
"Course not," he sat in a seat and pulled her onto his lap. "We've been livin' in sin almost a year now, darlin', and I sure as hell don't want some big fancy shindig. This is perfect for us."
"Perfect fer you, shuga. Ah always wanted a nice, white gown and brahdesmaids and all," she pouted against his chest.
"Ya got those, darlin," he bent to kiss her lips. "There's a boutique in the hotel for ya to get a nice gown and the girls are all ready to act as your bridesmaids. Hank's gonna be my best man and the Prof. can walk you down the aisle and we've even got Irene here for the ceremony."
"Ahrene? Mah foster mothah, Ahrene?"
"Yeah. She's cares about ya, kid, and I figured you'd want her here since she pretty much raised ya."
With a tear running down her face at his thoughtfulness she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips to hers for a tenderly passionate kiss.
Pulling away, she wiped the tear from her cheek then thrust her left hand forward.
"Yes," she said with a wiggle of her ring finger.
Smiling, Logan dropped a quick kiss on her lips then bent to pick the ring up off the floor of the helicopter and slide it on her waiting finger.
"Ah want you ta wear one of these, too, ya know," she said as she admired the perfect fit of the ring on her finger.
"Ya think this'll keep the poachers at bay?"
Her eyes moved from the ring she wore to look at the second ring box he'd removed from his suit jacket. This one contained two wedding bands. One a dainty little ring of platinum for her to match the engagement ring and his a much wider band that would be clearly seen by anyone that glanced at his sexy fingers.
"How long ya been plannin' this?" she had to know.
"Since Christmas."
Shaking her head in awe of this man she whispered against his lips, "Ah love you."
"I love you, too, Rogue," they kissed for just a moment before he pulled back, "Let's go get hitched."
~*~*~
"Ok, that'll be the something new, now we need old, borrowed and blue," Tabitha said as Rogue chose her wedding gown from the hotel's boutique.
"Oooh, like, here's the blue," Kitty said as she found a silky light blue teddy for their friend to wear under her gown.
"Ah, I've got old and borrowed," Jean exclaimed.
They all watched with some surprise as the older girl removed the silver ring she wore on her right hand and slid it onto Rogue's finger.
"It was my grandmother's wedding ring. She and grandfather were together 62 years before he passed away and she loved him until she died five years later. It's always brought me good luck, so it's perfect for your wedding day."
"Jeannie," Rogue gasped tearfully as she hugged the girl tightly for her actions.
Soon Amara, Betsy, Kitty and Tabitha joined the two girls for a tearful group hug.
"I can't believe you're getting married, luv. It's so …. So perfect," Betsy said.
"Ah wish y'all coulda heard him propose. It was tha most beautiful thing in mah whole lahfe."
"You guys are so perfect together," Amara gushed. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone as happy as you two have been this whole last year."
Rogue sniffled and hugged the young girl, "Ah've nevah been this happy. Ah nevah thought Ah could love anyone lahke Ah do Logan."
"Ok, girls, we've totally gotta knock off this mushy talk. We're running our makeup," Tabitha pulled back to rub at her watery eyes and order.
"Indeed. Not to mention we've got a room full of impatient men waiting to get this wedding started," Betsy said.
While they all giggled and pulled compacts out of their little purses to check said makeup, Rogue went into the dressing room to put on the gown the Professor had ordered her to charge to the hotel's honeymoon suite, which he was providing the couple with for the weekend.
She put on the teddy Kitty had found and rolled on her stockings before carefully stepping into her white gown. Zipping it up, she smiled at herself in the mirror while placing the veil atop her head then stepping into the white heels Tabitha had selected.
Just like that, she was ready to be married.
~*~*~
Jean, Kitty and Tabitha walked down the aisle together moments before Betsy, who was acting as Rogue's maid of honor.
Seconds later, the wedding march began and the bride appeared just inside the doorway.
She had her left hand resting on Charles' shoulder as he wheeled his chair down the aisle, leading her toward Logan and the minister.
The groom stood as if transfixed as he watched his soon to be wife approach. She looked like an angel, in her flowing white gown and long veil. Through the gossamer fabric of that veil he could see her green, love filled eyes looking back at him as her soft lips curled into a beautiful smile.
The moment she placed her hand in his to begin the ceremony was one of many with her he would have loved to freeze and hold forever. It was a moment where everyone else in the whole world melted away as their eyes saw only each other and their hands joined with all the love and trust they felt for one another.
Charles and the minister both had to clear their throats to get the couples attention.
For the most part, the wedding was a blur to them both. They said "I do," exchanged rings and recited their vows when prompted, but they both snapped out of their happy little daze for the best part.
"I know pronounce you husband and wife," the smiling minister announced as he closed his Bible, "You may now kiss the bride."
With a huge smile on her face, Rogue flipped back her veil and slid into her new husband's arms for a kiss that was deep and passionate and wholly inappropriate for a public viewing.
Still the whole team hooted and hollered their encouragement until they noticed that the bride was just moments away from pushing the groom to the floor and pouncing on him.
At that point, the bridemaids rushed forward to laughingly pull the woman away from her man who stood there smiling smugly even though he himself was slightly restrained by Hank.
"Let's go gamble," Kurt said as the wedding was now over.
"You're a bit young for that yet, Nightcrawler, and we've still a reception to attend in the restaurant," Charles said to the assembled guests.
"Actually, Charles," Logan said as he stepped away from Hank to sling an unsuspecting Rogue over his shoulder, "I think we'll be heading up to our room. You all enjoy the meal though."
Blushing red as her veil fell to the floor, the bride smacked his butt and demanded to be put down.
Slowly the eager groom complied and returned her to her feet.
After picking up the fallen veil, she rushed around the room dispensing hugs to Irene and all her friends, kisses their cheeks and thanking them sincerely for all they'd done. Just as eager as her new husband though, Rogue agreed with the idea of skipping dinner and finished the thank yous quickly before grabbing his hand and dragging him from the room.
"You'd think after a year some of that would have worn off," Tabitha said with a touch of envy.
"When it's real it never wears off," Scott said as he wrapped his arms around Jean's waist and pulled the girl back against his chest.
The redhead turned in her boyfriend's embrace and tenderly kissed his lips at the sentiment.
"How long before you two have one of these?" Kitty asked.
"After college," the couple stated, indicating they'd already discussed the matter.
"Oh my God, are you guys engaged?"
"We didn't want to take any attention for Logan and Rogue's day, but since they've run off," Jean looked at Scott, who nodded, then she turned the gold ring on her left ring finger until a lovely diamond solitaire was revealed to them all. "It became official on the drive back from college."
~*~*~
While the team celebrated that announcement downstairs the newlyweds, clothing and hair noticeably mussed, emerged from the elevator to stumble down the hallway toward their honeymoon suite.
They were wrapped tightly in each other's arms, kissing and touching the whole way and only parted for a second for Logan to fish the room key from his pocket and open the room.
Neither of them paid any attention to the lovely interior of the small living room or the champagne and flowers awaiting them in it as they began kicking off shoes and removing clothing on the way to the bedroom.
Once there, things slowed down as Logan carefully removed her wedding gown and draped it over a chair. He then returned to stand in front of her, bare chested from Rogue's eager hands shoving off his blazer, tie and shirt, as she stood in nothing but stockings and her teddy.
Smiling gently, he just looked down at her for a moment before slowly running his hands from her hips up to hold her chin and tilt her head back for the softest kiss he'd ever given her. It was almost worshipping and it brought tears to her eyes.
Her hands slid up over his chest to stroke his jaw, which was once again covered in stubble, as her watery green eyes looked deeply into his loving brown ones.
"Ah love you, Logan, with ahll mah heart," she whispered.
They kissed again for a brief moment before he rested his forehead against hers, looked into her eyes and gruffly stated back, "I love you, too, Rogue, with all I've got. You're my mate. My wife."
His hands tangled in her hair, which she was allowing to grow out and now reached a bit past her shoulders, "You're my life, darlin'."
Unable to find any words that came close to expressing the depths of her emotions at that moment, Rogue slid her fingers into his hair and brought their lips together for a kiss she poured her whole soul into.
It left them both breathless and as their lips parted for much needed oxygen, Logan gently scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
Standing beside it, he lowered her tenderly to lay on the mattress then straightened to roll the stockings down her legs. He then unfastened and removed his pants before joining slowly laying his body down on top of hers.
For a while they were content to simply lay against each other, kissing and caressing in ways more intended to express love than arouse.
Soon, though, the closeness became too much and he pulled back to slide the teddy from her body.
Rogue's breathing grew ragged and her eyes fell shut as he bared her flesh to his hands and lips. Those hands drifted over her ribs, stomach and thighs while the lips kissed and licked their way down her neck to her chest. There they parted to lovingly bathe her breasts with his rasping tongue until she was gripping his head tightly to her and calling his name.
At that moment he removed the last of his clothing, urged her legs apart and settled between them.
"Look at me," he whispered.
Slowly she forced her dazed eyes to open and meet his as instructed.
The moment their gazes locked, he joined their bodies.
"Love you, Rogue," he growled as he stilled for a moment, buried deeply within her.
"Ah love you, Logan," she whispered, looking deep into his eyes as her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her hips began moving against his.
Not once in the slow journey to their first climax as husband and wife did they break eye contact. Both had times when their eyelids fluttered with the pleasure they felt or they gazes became unfocused with passion, but they continued to look straight at each other.
Went over the edge together, each crying out the other's name as they saw the love and joy they felt in that moment reflected back in the other's intense gaze.
It was a loving not quite like any other they'd yet had and as they returned to sanity they were curled tightly together in the bed and quite ready to sleep.
"Mah last shot wore off last week," Rogue said quietly against her husband's slightly sweaty chest. "Ah didn't let Hank give me anothah one. We may have just made a baby."
"Honey, if we didn't use anything I can guarantee you we made a child just now. That's the kinda lovin' it was," he nuzzled and kissed the top of her head.
"We've nevah talked about kids before," she looked up at him, "D'ya want them?"
"With you? More than anything else. Are ya ready for all that if you are pregnant?" he asked while stroking her cheek.
She nodded against him.
"It's why Ah didn't go see Hank for anothah shot. Ah wanna have yer babies and now that Ah ain't in school Ah couldn't wait anymore ta start tryin'."
"Babies? Plural?" he asked.
"Uh-huh. Ah want at least two, maybe three and Ah want 'em to be boys. Adorable little Logan's ta have runnin' around tha mansion."
"Well then, we'd best get started if ya want more than one rugrat," he growled playfully as sleep was forgotten in favor of the arousal that had been stirred at all the talk of her wanting his children.
"Mmmm," she moaned contentedly as he again moved over her, "and we'll have ta do this lots and lots of tahmes till we get it rahght, shuga."
"I can do that," he leered down at her until she giggled and raised her head for a kiss.
