Whoopsie, almost forgot, you folks still are waiting for this-hope it was worth it!

Thanks again for your reviews, and since you wanted smut, you shall recieve smut.

And to all you Ro/LO shippers: I warned you, this was going to be a W&J story, so stop

crying or head over to 'Pool hunt'!

Anyway, on with this one..!

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Not the best if ideas

Every now and then, a small giggle caused him to hiccup, but the worst was over.

He actually even felt rather well now, seeing as he new vision allowed him to get even with Bobby, for a few nasty pranks the kid had pulled on him.

To imagine, Iceman had brought this down on himself.

Wolverine cackled, and the other X-Men around the table inched a little further away.

They would have probably thrown Bobby on the grill, if they had known about the silver

ring with the words 'Mr. B's slut'engraved, Bobby wore around his private parts.

And Bishop would have had a hard time explaining, why he carried the counterpart, reading 'Mr.B'.

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With a contended sigh Jubilee plopped onto the soft grass, enjoying the silky feeling on

her bare legs.

She rested her head on her folded arms, and blinked lazily into the sunset.

Life could be so beautiful!

At least it was, before a gruff voice behind her grunted:

"Mind if I join ya?"

Rolling her eyes, she invitingly waved a hand, and the feral crouched down next to her.

Several minutes passed in silence, then Logan asked:

"So, what's with the tatoo?"

"Which one?" she purred.

"The one on your-err, the one I saw peeping out under your, uh..bikini bottom?"

"What about it?" Jubilee asked back, thinking 'so he *has* been staring at my ass!'

"The heart with the letters in it. Who the fuck is this LWP? And why the hell are you his property???"

Smiling smugly, Jubilee turned to face him.

"Who said it was a he?" she snickered-

and regretted it the very second, because Wolverine gasped and clutched the shirt above his heart.

"That's..not..funny..dar..lin'" he managed, then lay there twitching, while his healing factor dealed with the heart attack he suffered.

Crawling to his side, Jubilee rested his head in her lap, and stated:

"Logan, sometimes you are really dense! Can't you guess who LWP is?"

He groaned painfully.

"Jubes please, are ya trying t' kill me in small doses?"

Her fist flew to her hips, and with a frown, she exclaimed:

"Logan Wolverine Patch, sometimes you're as bright as a nail in a barn door!"

For several mintues, the feral just lay there, while his mind tried to make sense of what

she had just said.

And then he jumped up, stared at her and babbled:

"Me? Loverone-I mean Patty-err, Pacho-Paco-Pu-Lu-Waffer-Londo-Logan?!?"

Before Jubilee could even open her mouth for a smart-assed comment, he had grabbed her

around the waist,flipped her over and lifted her short skirt.

"L.Logan. W. Wolverine. P. Patch." he mumbled, as his fingers traced the three letters.

Then he looked closer.

Gulped.

An asked in a very small voice:

"Jubes, why aren't you wearing any..panties?"

The only reply he got consisted of a moaned:

"More, pleease!"



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