Summer Heat.
Author: AmberEyes
E-Mail: Ambereyes_lovesthenight@hotmail.com
Spoilers/Continuity: The first X-Men movie
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; they belong to Marvel Comics and Stan Lee, much to my disappointment. I'm just using them for my own purposes. I also don't have permission to use the titles of the Johnny Depp movies mentioned or the titles of the rock songs mentioned, I'm using them totally on my own .
Rating: R rating for sexuality.
Pairings: Rogue/Logan (of course)
Jubilee Lee/Remy LeBeau
Scott summers/Jean Grey
Category: Romance
Archive: WRFA (also posted at www.Fanfiction.net )
Summary: Set a year after the first movie. Summer vacation is upon the mansion and being in love (or at least having sex) is on everyone's minds. It's just the difficulties that everyone has getting there that's the problem… It's really a PWP but hey you'll never know if you like it unless you read it right?
Author's Note: The way this story works is kind of weird but bare with me. Its three parts set over one summer in the X-Men Mansion focusing on three couples in three months. June focuses on Rogue and Logan, July focuses on Remy and Jubilee and August Focuses in Scott and Jean but all three stories show the progress that the couple from the last story has made, their still in it, and what their going through. I hope this is okay. Feedback, please…. I live off of feedback and if I don't get it I'll slowly fade away into the shadows never to be seen again……No, really I won't but give me feed back please because it lets me know what the hell I'm doing and if I'm doing it right.
By the way, marks like this () and italics, in this fic mean telepathic speaking or thoughts between Jean, the Professor or anyone else.
II
July
Marie was dying.
She just knew it, any minute now she was going to kick it and find herself in hell.
Or maybe she was already there.
Logan's face loomed over her with a smirk that she wanted to kiss off so badly but in her present condition couldn't. However the next words out of his mouth made her want to recant her thoughts and she glared as he spoke. "I thought you said you could handle the weights, darling?" he said raising an eyebrow as he spoke, squatting down beside her, as she lay on the weight bench and struggled to lift the weighs to finish her repetition. He laid his chin on his arms as he watched her, looking too smug for his own good.
Marie glared at him again sideways, sweat beading on her neck and forehead, and putting every bit of strength behind her, managed to lift the weights into the resting bar. "Ah can" She said sitting up, feeling like her arms were going to drop off, and crawl away on their own. This is what she got for training with the Wolverine she thought "Ah'm just a little out of practice, Sugah"
"A little?" Logan said, helping her off the bench and watching her take a gulp of water from her water bottle. He could barely take his eyes off of her , she was dressed in a short tank and Lycra stretch pants with a shear body stocking on underneath. All he could think about was getting her back to their room and having a completely different type of work out. "When was the last time you worked out?"
Marie grinned sheepishly "Before you got back" She watched the shocked look faded from his face to be replaced by one of annoyance. Well let him be, she thought, it was his fault for keeping her distracted with other more interesting activities. Returning the gym to work out, had been Logan's idea because not only did it give them time together, but it also helped her get into shape so one day she could join the team and help fight Magneto and The Brotherhood. That's what all the students were training in here for, she thought looking around at Jubilee and Bobby on the tread mills and Remy hitting the punching bag with Colossus.
"Oh, that's great darlin", he said, adjusting the weights to what he liked, and settling on the bench and starting his repetitions "I've been back for over a month, you should have said something, we could have stared slowly" Marie resisted the urge to laugh at the thought of Logan doing anything, slow. She almost blushed, well almost anything anyways.
"Ah'm fine", she insisted "Really, ah'll be sore tomorrow but other than that, ah'll be fine Sugah" She watched as he lifted the weights almost effortlessly, that was her guy , strong and mean, just the way she liked him. She smiled at him, as he quickly went through his reps, and stood up, motioning her to fix the weights and go through her last set.
Marie was just lifting the weights to the rest, when a crash, sounded from across the gym. Colossus had hit the punching bag, so hard that the rope had snapped sending, the heavy sand bag crashing to the floor. It had happened before; unfortunately both Marie and Logan were distracted by the noise and the weights Marie had been lifting, slipped off the edge of the rest and, by sheer force of luck, slipped off backwards and hit the floor behind, the weight stand instead of crashing down on Marie's neck. What wasn't so lucky was that Marie was still holding them at the time, so her arm went partly with them before she fully drop the heavy equipment. She let out a gasp of pain as something popped in her left shoulder, and pain radiated from her left wrist all the way up to her shoulder blade.
"Marie" Logan said "God baby, shit I'm sorry, are you alright?" he watched as she sat up slowly, hugging her left arm to her chest. Damn it, he felt guilt radiated through him, he was supposed to be spotting her, it was his job to make sure nothing like this happened to her while she was working out. He eased her off the bench, and looked her in the eyes "Are you alright?" he asked again, seeing obviously that she wasn't.
" Ah'm fine Sugah, just damn Peachey", she said through gritted teeth, as she clutched her arm protectively then proceeded to pass out cold, giving Logan just enough time to catch her before she hit the ground and the students began to mill around them.
With a muttered cruse, Logan scooped her up and began to head towards the med lab. Jeanhe thought as he walked.
I'm here, I'm on my way Logan, she thought back from where ever she was in the school. I'll meet you in the med lab
Right Logan said grateful not for the first time, that the closet Doc around was the school's resident Telepathic, Telekinetic. He looked down at Marie, who was just beginning to come around. Her eyes fluttered and she looked up at him.
"Logan", she said weakly "What happened?"
"You had an accident", he said walking into the lab, and setting her down on the closest table. He could hear the click of Jean's heels on the tile floor and her scent told him she was almost there. He brushed the hair off her forehead "Everything thing's going to be fine now though, I promise"
He watched as Jean came hurrying through the door, and then he stepped back and let her get to work.
Later that evening, Logan carried Marie back to their room because the sedative Jean had given her hadn't worn off yet. He laid her down on their bed, carefully arranging a pillow under her bandaged arm. It was just a badly sprained wrist, and two severely pulled muscles in her shoulder. It could have been a lot worse, Jean had told him, Marie's arm could have been broken or dislocated. This, of course, did not make Logan feel any better. She'd have to wear a bandage and a sling for the next three weeks, and be careful for another week after that. Logan had offered to transfer some of his healing powers to Marie but Jean had adamantly refused.
"She needs to deal with injuries normally, she can't learn to depend on you to heal her all the time", Jean had said as she gave Marie a painkiller "Logan, it's not good for you or her. What if she gets hurt when you not around? Then what's she going to do or what if she becomes immune to your powers because she's taken so much of you, and then she gets badly hurt. Your better off not to do that unless you absolutely have to, save that for when you need it." She smiled kindly at him "I know you're worried, the first time Scott got hurt in training I nearly had a total breakdown, but it's just a sprain. She'll take some aspirin, sleep, and she'll be fine" She checked something off of Marie's chart, put it back in her file and turned to go. "You can take her to your rooms; just tell her to take it easy when she wakes up. And Logan", she turned back to face him "It wasn't your fault, she knows it, I know it, you know it. So stop beating yourself up, it could have happened to anybody"
He had lifted Marie carefully into his arms and started for home, not to anyone he cared for it didn't. Not again, not ever.
Logan stood on the balcony, smoking a cigar, after he had made sure Marie was comfortable for the night, and tried to put his guilt aside. He knew Jeannie was right, it wasn't his fault but it still felt like it. She was his girl, he was supposed to protect her at all cost and he'd let something as simple as training result in an injury. He watched the smoke from his cigar curl into the air and barely acknowledged when Scott walked up beside him and leaned on the balcony rail. Great, just the person, Logan wanted to talk to. The urge to throw Scott over the balcony, was overwhelming with the mood Logan was in, but he figured Wheels would frown on that so he didn't. Instead he exhaled and looked sideways at Scott. After a moment he spoke "Did Jean send you out here to talk to me, Scooter?"
Scott didn't even acknowledge the insult just shook his head "Nope, she doesn't even know I'm out here, she's asleep, the baby's exhausting her" he was silent for a moment "She told me what happened though"
"Great", Logan said, eyeing him threateningly "You gonna bitch me out boy?" The tone in his voice challenged Scott to try it but all he did was shake his head.
"No", he said leaning his arms on the balcony railing. He was quiet for a moment then he spoke sympathetically. "When I first came hear Jean had already graduated but she came back to visit, that's how we met, the Professor introduced us. I'm sure she's told you that. I had no control over my eyes then, I mostly stayed away from people, I didn't want anyone to get hurt because of me again. Jean was different though, after we met she wouldn't let me mope or stay locked in my room. It took a lot to convince me to go out, but there was something between us and she convinced me I'd regret it if we didn't find out what it was. Anyways, Jean and I had been dating for about thee months when Charles asked her to help design my first pair of regular looking sun glasses. Up until that pointed I'd been wearing my visor everywhere, and I hated it, hated the attention it drew from people, the stares. She was thrilled, we worked so hard on them together, and she couldn't wait for the tests to be done so I could try them on."
He stopped for a moment then continued "We decided to try them out earlier, then we should have, just her and me, it was like an achievement for us. The first thing we had ever done together up until that point" He glanced over at Logan and waited for him to respond to what he had just said.
"So" Logan said stonily, stubbing out his cigar. "What the hell has this got to do with Marie and me?'
"They didn't work, we tried to soon I guess. We should have run more tests" Scott said, ignoring him "I opened my eyes with the glasses on, looked straight at her and blinded her for two weeks. That's how long it took for her sight to come back; we weren't sure at first if it would come back at all. Even now though, you've seen the glass she wears, that's because of me, Logan. She was lucky, I could have killed her, she got out of the way in time" Scott stood and turning began to walk back inside, calling over his shoulder" It happens to everyone, Logan, every single one of us at least once; it's the risk we take to be with somebody." With that he went inside leaving Logan alone with his thoughts in the night.
Jean looked up at Scott entered their bedroom a few moments later with a smile. "Did you talk to Logan?" she asked as she set aside the plate of Oreo's she was eating, and brushed the crumbs off the bed, then dropped the batch of exam's she'd been haphazardly marking on the floor beside the bed guiltily .
Scott gave her one of his patented half scowled, half smiles, the one's he reserved only for her and oddly enough Logan, at the worst times, and plunked down on the edge of the bed gently. " Yeah for a bit, what's this", he asked, looking at her mock sternly from behind his glasses as he took off his coat. "You, Ms. Grey, are not supposed to mark nor do anything remotely school related after nine o' clock at night", he admonished lightly, resting a hand on her belly and rubbing gently. "That was our agreement; as your midwife, Ororo said you're working too much and not getting enough sleep, or enough of anything else for that matter, like good food" he glanced over at the Oreo's for good measure
"I know Scott, I don't need a lecture", she said a tad peevishly, covering her hand with his. She could tell he was worried about her, just by his thoughts and his rigid posture "And I can take care of myself and our baby fine while she's within me. So I had a little bit of work to do, I'm a teacher, my work never ends, and I'm perfectly able to be pregnant and do my work at the same time. I'm in bed, resting, its not my fault that she's giving me shots to my kidney's that are keeping me awake" She smiled at his worried expression "Honey I'm alright, stop worrying, we'll be fine, the summer school term's almost over anyways" She could see he wasn't to be placated easily " Fine, no more work after nine I promise"
He smiled, clearly relieved, and standing began to get undressed as Jean swiped another cookie off of the tray. "What?" she said at his look and wince "Hey, you can veto my work, but if you touch my Oreos, Magneto will be the last of your problem's buddy"
"Fine, you win", he said slipping on his night glasses carefully, and climbing into bed beside her. "But don't look at me when we've got a hyperactive toddler on our hands. It's not my genes, it Mr. Christi's"
Jean sighed and turned off the light with a swipe of her hand, settling back against the cover's comfortably, as the baby finally settled down. Beside her she could feel Scott calming as well. She was almost asleep when Scott's thought bolted her awake with clarity.
She!
We're having a she, Jean?
Go back to sleep Scott, if you keep me up any longer I may be forced to castrate you mentally
Night, Jean, love you
Yea'huh, love you, too
At, that moment, in the east wing media room, Jubilee sat up with a start and looked around. The room was dark, save for the TV on but with the sound off. She mentally cursed Kitty for leaving her there, after she had clearly fallen asleep half way through their Johnny Depp, drool-a-thon. She'd only seen part of Pirates of the Caribbean, and Chocolat for peat's sake, and she'd obviously missed the other movies all together. She lay back on the couch, debating on whether or not to go up to bed, or just stay where she was until morning. She was warm and comfortable, thanks to the blanket Kitty had thrown over her, and it just seemed like such an effort to move upstairs to her room.
Footsteps, coming down the stairs, jolted her awake fully as really she wasn't supposed to be downstairs after eleven. She cautiously peered around the corner, and watched as Remy came down the stairs and headed for the kitchen. She lay down quietly, hoping he wouldn't see her. They hadn't spoken much since the day; they'd fallen asleep together, the month before. She'd woken up and he'd been asleep beside her. For being someone, so full of energy, Remy looked as peaceful as he slept, she'd brushed the hair off of his fore head where it had fallen as he slept and then had crept out of the room before he could wake.
She'd found out the next day, by sheer luck of the draw, she'd barely passed her history exam and she'd been so happy she'd put that day out of her mind until the next time she'd passed him in the hall. He'd smiled that seductive smile at her and whispered, so just she could hear him as he passed "Da cherie be beautiful when she sleeps" and kept on walking to the game's room.
Jubilee had thought she was going to have a panic attack and die on the spot but she'd forced herself to remain upright and make it to her room before she'd collapsed on her bed and tried not to die of shock. Now, she lay on the couch and tried to put him out of her mind as she heard his returning foot steps, her crush on him had gotten worse over the last month. After all he'd seen her at her worst, sans make up, and he hadn't run away, it showed he had some character.
"Jubilee, Cherie, dat be you?'
Jubilee looked up to see Remy, clad in a black pair of silk boxers and a white t-shirt, standing in the doorway to the Media room, holding half a sandwich. He looked in, through the darkened room trying to see who was obviously lying on his couch. The place he sat, every Friday night, to watch late night TV. Jubilee smiled and sat up "Yeah, its me", she said, praying he wouldn't think it was some sort of romantic set up.
"Watcha be doin down here P'tite. It be a little late for you don't you think?" he asked, coming into the room and plopping down beside her on the couch. Polishing off his ham sandwich, as he made himself comfortable on the sofa, he smiled crookedly at her and waited for her answer. His black on red eyes, searching her for any clues.
"Nothing", Jubilee said, running a hand through her hair "Really, I just fell asleep here, that's all and Kitty didn't wake me up"
"Oh, it be okay cherie" he said, picking up the remote, and fiddling with it "You don't have da lie to Remy now, he won't criticize your choice of pastime." he nodded towards the TV. "So, Jubilee like's be da erotic films, huh"
It was then that Jubilee looked at the TV for the first time since she'd woken up and her eye's widened. The two people on the screen were, in fact, very naked, very busy with their hands and mouths, and doing things to each other, that until that moment Jubilee didn't know it was humanly possible to do to each other. Or legal in the state of New York to do to another human being.
Porn!
It was Porn and he thought she'd been watching it.
Even more, he thought she liked it.
Jubilee felt her face go red, this smelled of a practical joke. Leaving her asleep on the couch, leaving the sound off the TV, and it on the correct channel.
She was going to kill Kitty for this one, when she caught her.
"Oh... no", she croaked, trying to get things under control "I didn't even realize this was on, really, I ... I… was looking for something... educational", she winced a she said this, realizing how lame it sounded.
"Really", Remy said, sidling a little closer. He was starting to get that smoky seductive look to his eyes, that Jubilee and the rest of the female population of Xavier's, had realized along time ago was dangerously appealing. "So you watch for da educational purposes, instead of pleasure"
"No", Jubilee protested, grasping a hand and almost melting when he took it in his own and pressed a kiss to the back of it.
"So the cherie watches for pleasure and education", he said moving closer to her and resting her hand on his shoulder, until his lips were almost on hers. "Sounds like Remy's kind da women" She opened her mouth to say her wasn't his kind of women, she knew what kind of women he liked. Namely skankey ones, and he could take a jump in a swamp for all she cared, but quickly found her resistance fading. Before she could speak though, Remy had captured her lips with his and she quickly found herself speechless, as well as unable to form coherent thoughts or moves. She rested her hand lightly on the back of his neck, threading her fingers into the hair at his nape, and kissed him back hungrily. They finally broke apart, after a few heart stopping moments, and she rested her head against his, trying to catch her breath furtively.
Oh, but dear Lord, that boy could kiss.
It wasn't like she hadn't been kissed before, but nothing had compared to the way Remy had just kissed her. She heard him, clear his throat and mutter something to the akin of " Remy been tryin to do damn well dat, for the past six months"
"Then you'd better do it again", Jubilee said, pulling him to her and kissing him hard.
"Damn" Remy said, after they broke apart, then smiled sexily, as he trailed a finger down her arm. "You know cherie, da say the best way to get oneself educated, is through experience, and Remy be the best of tutors"
Jubilee smiled at him and drew him close, wrapping her arm around his neck "Well then Remy, on to lesson one" She leaned close to him and whispered in his ear "I'll warn you though I'm a very quick study at subjects I enjoy"
Meanwhile, at that moment upstairs, unaware of her friends trysting downstairs, Marie stirred beside Logan and opened her eyes. Her arm and shoulder throbbed painfully, and it took her a moment to remember the accident. She looked down at her bandaged arm and had a vague remembrance of Jean saying that she'd sprained her wrist, and pulled something in her shoulder. She looked over at Logan, who was sleeping lightly, and smiled sleepily. Poor man, he was going to feel guilty for this one, when really it had been both their faults for getting distracted. As her mind cleared of the last of the pain killer's Jean had given her, she realized that her bladder was close to exploding, and that she'd have to get up or die trying. Muttering under her breath, and trying not to wake Logan, which she knew was almost impossible given how lightly he slept, she started to rotate herself out of bed. This proved to be an Olympic event, since the side she was trying to roll out of was the same side she'd injured. She tried to sit up and rotate herself and almost fell right out of bed, with a wince. Two more tries, and five minutes later, and she was ready to concede defeat, and expire quietly. She close her eyes and sighed, feeling helpless and hating it.
Suddenly a groggy voice sounded in the darkness.
"Now, what in the name of hell are you tryin to do, darlin?" She looked up at Logan, as he opened one eye and squinted at her in the darkness. After a moment, he reached over and turned on the light, nearly blinding her as her eyes struggled to adjust. He rolled over carefully and looked at her in concern, " Are you alright?"
" Ah'm fine", she said " Ah just need to get up for a minute, is all ", she struggled as she said so, and almost dumped herself on the floor again he watched in what she assumed was amusement. " Ahhh hell, Logan, a little help would nice Sugah"
She felt the bed shift considerably, and a moment later she was picked up gently and set on her feet. " Thank ya", she said, turning and heading for their bathroom. She'd moved in with Logan, the week before and she was grateful the bathroom was closer, then the one in her other room had been. She figured, he knew that was why she'd been getting up anyways, and she was surprised that he didn't offer her any more assistance. She realized, that he was afraid to touch her in case he might hurt her in some other way, and she felt touched. This was going to have to end real fast, though or she'd go crazy.
She closed the bathroom door, and for the next few moments and several embarrassing incidents later, tried to master, undoing her cloths and using the toilet with one arm and little patience. Still she eventually accomplished her objective and, flushing the toilet, she headed for bed again, not surprised to find Logan waiting for her outside when she emerged. Without a word, he picked her up and set her back in bed, adjusting the comforter around her subtly. " Thank you Sugah", she said leaning over and giving him a quick kiss through a ready scarf.
He smiled " Don't worry about it, you should have woke me in the first place", he watched as she winced in pain, and tried to get comfortable to no avail. " Do you want to take the last pain pill Jean left you, Marie?" he asked, hating to see her in pain.
" No", Marie said " It'll pass, Logan", she reached up and stoked the side of his face with a gloved hand " Ah'm fine, really, stop worrying" She laughed jokingly "What Ah'd really like is some ginger ale, all those pain pills have done number on mah stomach but its all right"
" No" Logan said " I'll go get it for you", he carefully shifted out of bed and leaning over kissed the top of her forehead, quick before her body could react. " I'll be right back baby"
Downstairs, things were rapidly heating up for Jubilee and Remy on the couch. He was toying with the buttons on the front of her silk pajamas, having already undone two of them. As they kissed, he slipped his hand inside her top, growing hard, just from the feeling of heat he was getting from her. He slipped a hand around her breast and toyed with her nipple, delighting in her gasp and the fact that it hardened in pleasure from his touch.
" Remy", she breathed, unsure.
" It be all right Jubilee", he said stroking her softly " Remy told you once before, he won't do nothin you don't want him to. If you want to stop, all you have to say is so"
He waited and she knew he was waiting for her response " Don't stop", she whispered making her decision " I don't want you to stop"
" You won't have any regrets cherie", he said. " Remy make sure of dat"
At that moment, they both heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They looked at the doorway, in time to see Logan pass by, heading for the kitchen. " I don't want to know" he said, not stopping or even looking at them.
Remy looked at Jubilee.
Jubilee looked at Remy.
Before either of them could speak, Logan reappeared with a glass of something in his a hand and walked by the doorway again. " I still don't want to know" he threw over his shoulder as he went on his way, leaving the two dazed teenagers behind him.
Up stairs Logan climbed back into bed and handed Marie the glass of soda, with a puzzled look. " What?", she said, sipping on it.
"Your friend Jubilee has odd taste in men" he said, watching as she set the glass aside.
She looked at him, decided he was sleep deprived, then shook her head " Go back to sleep Logan", she said, curling as close to him as she could, as he shut off the light and sleep claimed them both.
It wasn't Jubilee and Gambit that really bothered him.
It was the fact that they'd been making out on his couch. The one he liked to watch hockey and make out with Marie on. Now he was going to have to find someplace else, because it had been defiled by … teenagers and horny teenagers at that. He drifted off to sleep, wondering how big a TV would fit in the bedroom.
Downstairs, Jubilee was rapidly wondering what had happened to her sanity. Ordinarily, the thought of making out with Remy would have terrified her and sent her into total spaz fireworks mode. Yet here she was, lying with him and feeling more confident then she ever had with anyone else. " Remy", she breathed, as he continued to caress her. " God, don't stop"
" I'm not, Jubilee", he said, slipping a hand lower to her abdomen, and lower still, caressing her through the silky fabric of her pajama bottoms. She jumped in surprise and he smiled as he continued what he was doing. " Trust ma cherie, just trust me" He slipped his hand inside her pants and pushing her panties aside, began to stroke her with his fingers, find her wet and ready for him. She stifled a cry, as he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her clit and then began to toy with the swollen bud of desire. With his other free hand he continued to stroke her breast, until she came with a soft cry and a shudder. He held her close until her body came down, and then kissed her again. " I told you, you wouldn't have any regrets cherie", he whispered. Hearing, yet another noise, Remy sighed. " This place be a little to public cherie", He sat up and helped her button her shirt. " I think we're going to have to continue dis another time"
" But you didn't,… you know" She said, as she rose and headed for bed. " I mean I did, but you didn't." It didn't seem right to her somehow, he'd given her pleasure but hadn't taken any for himself.
" Don' t worry cherie", he said, slipping an arm around her shoulders. " Remy'll get the chance dat is if you want to be see Remy again"
"I do", she said "If you want to" She was afraid, he'd revert to his old flirtatious self at anytime and she'd be humiliated.
He nodded, and kissed her neck, lingering a moment before replying "Nothing could keep Remy away, come on P'tite I'll walk to you your door, make sure you get there safely" With that they continued on their way, heading for upstairs.
The next day dawned bright and sunny, so as soon as breakfast and morning chores were done, the students and teachers hurried outside to enjoy it. Even the professor took time out of his busy schedule to spend the day lounging on the patio with Jean and the other teachers. The students hurried off to town or went riding on the schools trails and a large group hit the pool to cool off. Another group quickly formed a game of volleyball on the school's outdoor court and soon the students who weren't playing where watching as the game progressed.
Rogue sat on a bench, with Logan and watched as Remy served the ball over the net with so much force, she thought they were lucky it didn't explode. She looked down at her bandaged arm with a sigh, as she picked at her ace bandage, disappointed she couldn't play. She watched as the ball pounded into the sand, and he laughed and gave Jubilee a high five as he went by her. Rogue noticed his hand touch Jubilee's waist and linger softly as she moved to serve the ball next, it was a small and possessive gesture that she was well acquainted with from Logan. Jubilee grinned at Remy and served the ball , but it hit the net. Rouge smiled as she watched the pair, she was happy for them.
Now if only she could snap Logan out of this guilt, she'd be fine.
He sat beside her now, brooding, smoking a cigar and trying not to look at her arm, which she knew he was doing about every five seconds. She leaned her head against his shoulder as she continued to watch, and winced as her shoulder pulled. It wasn't nearly as bad today as yesterday; she'd even been able to go without the sling for a bit before Logan had pestered her to put it back on. She thought for a moment then came up with an idea. "Logan"; she said "We should go out tonight"
"What?" he said looking at her as if she'd grown two heads.
"Ah said we should go out tonight, go to dinner or something" She said, cocking her head.
"You're joking right?" he said "Marie you're supposed to rest, and take it easy."
She laughed " Well there's, nothin saying Ah can't relax while sitting in a club or listening to music or watching you shoot pool. Ah'll be fine, really . Let's go and have some fun"
'What are we going to go in?" he asked " You can't ride the Harley the way you are"
" So we'll borrow Scott's Benz"
"Oh great, the Scooter mobile"
" Logan!!"
He looked at her, then laughed for the first time since she'd been hurt. He carefully slipped an arm around her shoulders and nodded "All right darlin, if you want to go out, then we'll go" He looked stern for a moment "But if the arm starts to bother you, we're coming home, deal?"
"Deal", she said, happy that seemed things to be looking a little better at last. They continued to watch the game and after a few moments Marie noticed that Logan was giving Remy the oddest looks, like he was trying to threaten him or scare him.
She watched as Remy caught these looks, and flushed, looking worried. She frowned "Sugah, if ya keep looking at Remy like that, his head is going to explode"
"Sorry", Logan said then muttered something under his breath. All Marie caught was the words "couch" "hockey", "TV" and "bedroom". Oh, so he was upset about missing the game the night before, she thought wondering which student around the mansion was obsessed enough to have it taped. " I'll stop" he said as he fired one more of his new patented " I know what and who you were doing on my couch last night, your ass is in my sling Cajun " looks for good measure at Remy and settled back against the bench with his girl to watch the rest of the game.
On the patio, out of the sun, Jean sat with Storm and the professor and watched the children scurrying about. She leaned back in her chair and settled her hand on her stomach. The baby had been turning flips all day and Jean was grateful, to be able to sit down and take it easy. She smiled at Storm "I'm not sure about a baby shower Storm; I'm not one for fuss"
"It won't be a fuss" Storm said, sipping her lemonade "I think it would be fun, an excuse to have cake and give you gifts"
" I agree", the professor said " It'll give us something to celebrate, we've had little to enjoy at times this year"
"Well, when you put it that way." Jean said with a laugh "But if the baby gets anymore stuffed animals, we won't be able to fit them in the nursery"
"I'll make note of that." Storm said, pushing her hair out of her eyes. Without warning two young boys, bolted by the table on their way towards the woods "Boys" Storm called as the table jolted "Please watch where you're going" They threw back a reply and kept going, not slowing down in the least. "Hmm" Storm said "I wonder what made them run like that" She got her answer a moment later and Jean watched as her friend paled under her tanned skin, and her mouth hung open in shock.
Jean turned and gasped, suppressing a laugh with a hand as she watched her irate fiancée stomp towards their table. At least she thought it was Scott, she couldn't tell under all the splatters of paint he was covered in. Red, Blue, Green and Orange covered his hair, his shirt and his pants in round splotches. His glasses were speckled with Orange and Blue. Green paint coated his hair and parts of his face " Oh Honey", Jean said with a smile, "What happened?" of course she already knew, but it would be so much funnier hearing it from him.
"Water balloons, filled with paint" He said by way of answer, running a hand through his paint flecked hair "An open window ten feet up, and two rambunctious nine year olds with way to much time on their hands, don't mix, did they go by here?" Without waiting for an answer he kept going on his search, Jean wouldn't have wanted to be those boys when they were caught. They'd be cleaning out the stables, until they graduated.
On the field, the volleyball game was just heating up when Scott stalked past, on the way to the schools wooded trails. One by one the students, jaws dropped as they saw him. The volleyball forgotten for the moment, smacked Jubilee in the head and she yelped and rubbed the side of her head, transfixed.
"Hey look", Logan called, jerking a thumb over his shoulder "Its Rainbow Scooter"
"Very funny Logan", Scott said as he hurried by.
Logan turned to Marie " I thought it was, what about you?"
Marie struggled to answer through fits of laughter, as she rocked back on the bench. She watched Scott's retreating back, plastered with red paint, and tried not to lose what little respect she had for him left. She shook her head and stood pulling Logan with her. " Come on", she said " Let's go get ready to go"
" Dinners not for hours" Logan said, following her towards the manor " And I'm not sure what I'm going to wear" true be told he really didn't care but he wasn't going to tell her that.
" That's all right Sugah", she said with a devious smile, that made his stomach tighten and his blood flow south at an amazing rate. " Because Ah'm not hungry for food, and what Ah have planned for us doesn't require any cloths."
" Really" Logan said, visions of naked pleasure forming in his mind as they reached the house " What about your arm?"
Marie smiled " Ah'll be fine, it just gives us the excuse to be even more creative then normal, since most of the kids are outside, and we've practically got the whole Manor to ourselves. We can be as loud as we want"
"I already like this idea", Logan said as they reached their room and practically flew inside. " I like it a lot"
" I though you would", Marie said pulling him inside and shutting the door firmly behind them.
Outside, Jubilee grabbed a bottle of peach juice from an open cooler and pressed it against her neck for a moment before popping the top and taking a grateful gulp. It was great, being outside and all, but playing in the heat was killer. She glanced around from the sidelines, taking a break for a moment and tried to put her thoughts together about the events of the previous night, She still couldn't quite figure out how things had gone so quickly from talking with Remy to wear they had ended up. Just thinking about how he had touched her, made her heat up again, and she took another drink, glad suddenly she was clad only in pair of jean shorts and a yellow bikini top. She hadn't had the nerve to tell any of her female friends about it, Rogue was hurt and if she told Kitty, it would be all over the school, so she was left to ponder what it meant for her and Remy on her own. She was still amazed that he actually had feelings for her; it was beyond anything she had ever hoped for.
She was so caught up in her thought she barley noticed a pair of tanned arms slipped around her waist until Remy had pressed his ice cold pop bottle to her bare abdomen. She yelped and shot multicolored sparks as she jumped, singeing the grass beneath her. Remy laughed softly and kissed the base of her neck " You like Remy's touch dat much cherie"
" You startled me", she said " And that bottle is cold"
"Really", Remy said dragging the bottle up her stomach slowly and rubbing it over her breasts suggestively as her breath caught. "Den Remy will have to find a way to heat Jubilee up, despite the heat, won't he?" He kissed the base of her neck, nipping gently as she leaned into him. His thumb caressed the underside of her breast and her breath caught for a moment. "Dat bikini top be drivin Remy crazy cherie"
" Remy", she whispered as she glanced around to see if anyone had noticed them. " We can't do this here, there are other people around"
He laughed low " Your right cherie, we cannot . How about meeting Remy tonight, where we can be all by our lonesome?" Before she could speak he had begun to move away "I'll meet you here at midnight cherie"
" Sure", she called faintly, watching his retreating back. " I'll see you then"
Later that evening, Marie and Logan sat at a table in the corner of one of their favorite clubs, listening to the house band belt out covers of classic rock tunes like Van Halen, Areosmith, and Queen. Marie smiled as she sipped the non-alcoholic beer Logan had got her and laughed at the look on Logan's face when the band did a truly awful version of Crazy little Thing Called Love. " I can't believe that" Logan said as they got up to play pool, or in actual fact he got to play and she got to watch. " Mercury is spinning in his grave as we speak"
She watched as he racked the balls up and broke them cleanly sending them sailing around the table. She was glad she'd convinced him to come out tonight, it had been good for both of them. Of course spending the afternoon in bed making love had helped too, she'd made sure to prove to Logan that she was no frail thing, that she was fine and he had nothing to feel guilty or worry about. They'd borrowed Scott's Benz and cruised into town, Logan wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt while she had dressed in a short leather skirt and a green off the shoulder top with a tight black silk body stocking on underneath for protection, and a black neck scarf. She topped it off with a pair of soft black leather gloves, well one on her good hand anyways. For her injured arm she was wearing her bandage with a piece of black lace wound around it and a sheer black lace sling. She'd wound her hair up but left stray curls fall around her face.
"This was ah good idea", she said, sitting on the edge of the table, opposite him and sipping her drink.
" Yah,", he said " It was, I'm I thought of it"
" You thought of it", she said then saw his grin. She grinned back, Logan was back to his old self again. "Yeah right", she sidled up to him and flipping her scarf over his mouth kissed him. He wound his arms around her and kissed her back hungrily . " We have to go home soon", she murmured " Ah'd like to continue what we wear discussing this afternoon"
" I don't remember much talking going on" Logan said raising an eyebrow .
Marie smiled and ground against him provocatively " Exactly Sugah"
" Okay", Logan said quickly " As soon as I'm finished with this round we'll go" he glanced down at her glass ' I'm gonna get you another drink though first darlin"
She nodded "Ahright" and watched as he made his way through the crowed up to the bar. She looked around while she waited for him to come back and tried to think about the fact that they'd be home in under an hour. Her arm throbbed painfully, although she'd have never said that to Logan of course. She barely noticed when two young men walked up to her, and stopped a few paces away.
" Hi cutie", one of them said " I'm Shawn and this is my friend David"
She nodded and barely acknowledged them as she looked for Logan. She could smell the booze on them from where she was standing, and she wrinkled her noise in distaste and hoped they wouldn't press matters. Her hopes went unanswered.
"Hey", Shawn said loudly " I'm talking to you", he walked over to her " You could be a little more friendly. I don't talk to just any girls you know"
Marie eyed him up and down, finally speaking " Ah'm not interested ahright, please just leave me alone"
" Your not interested" Shawn said unbelievingly as Marie began to look frantically around for Logan, she could see him at the bar returning with the drinks in hand. She caught his eye, and he caught hers and began circling the crowed to get to her quicker, leaving the drinks on the bar." What do you mean your not interested?" He reached out unexpectedly and grabbed her injured wrist hard, squeezing it brutally, and she gasped in pain. " Why don't you get interested, real fast."
A fist appeared out of know where and separated Marie's arm from Shawn's grasp.
" Bad move Bub", Logan growled as he stepped up " The lady said she's not interested"
" What the hell does it matter to you?" Shawn said with a drunken laugh.
"She's with me jackass" Logan said "Now get lost fast" He glanced over his shoulder at Marie "You alright darlin?" Shawn moved before Marie could speak and swung his fist around to catch Logan in the face. Logan saw it coming and ducked unsheathing the claws on his left hand, bringing them up to block the guy's next punch. With a growl, he grabbed Shawn and held him against the pool table with his claws at the man's throat.
"Logan!" Marie cried stepping up to him through the crowd that had gathered and laying a hand on his arm " Forget it, he's just a jerk, its not worth it. Lets go"
Logan dropped Shawn to the floor with a thump, and stood over him for a moment. " Your lucky, your drunk and she's my better judgment bub" he said turning and following Marie out the door of the club before security got to them.
Once outside, he turned to Marie concerned " Are you all right, he had hold of your arm pretty good"
Marie nodded weakly " Ah think so, hurt pretty badly though"
" We'll get Jean to look at it once we get home", Logan said helping her to the car. "What happened with those guys anyways?"
"
Ah don't know" Marie said " Ah couldn't get them to leave, Guess Ah should have tried harder"
"Nah" Logan said with a smile as he slid behind the wheel. "That's what I'm here for darlin" He clicked the radio on and cranked the wheel as they left the club's parking lot and headed back to the Mansion.
Jubilee crept downstairs a few moments before midnight, and out the back door to where she was supposed to meet Remy over the hill by the woods edge, still clad in her bikini top and shorts. It was no surprise he was waiting for her, what was a surprised was he had laid a blanket on the grass and set soft candles a few feet away for lighting. A basket lay a few feet away within easy grasp. He lay on his side on the blanket, and looked up as she approached. "Bonjour cherie" he said, sitting up. " Remy be glad you decided to show up" Jubilee smiled as she sat down cautiously, she was still reeling over the fact she'd had the nerve to show up. She didn't know what she was getting into or what she was doing, but god she wanted too if it mean a repeat of the other night or more.
" Remy", she said cautiously, not wanting to get in over her head. " Let's just go slow okay?'
He smile rakishly at her and extended an arm to her " If dat be what you want cherie, but dis time Remy gonna let you make the first move" She move with care into his embrace and kissed him as he settled one hand on her waist and let the other lay above her head. She curled her fingers in his hair and drew him closer deepening the kiss as she rested one hand on his shoulder.
She smiled at him when they broke apart and bit him lightly on the chin before pulling back to look at him "How's that for the first move?"
" Damn good cherie,", he said lowering his lips to her again " Real damn good"
The summer night around them was warm but they were warmer as there hands began to explore . There didn't seem to be anything in existence but the night sky, the stars and them as they lay together, caught in the grip of something much larger then ether could really comprehend. He stroked up her rib cage, and cupped her breast in his hand savoring its weight and feeling. "Shall we continue from the other night", he said stroke her through her top, she arched against him "Or begin again?" Before she could speak he had lowered his head to her breast and gently took her nipple into his mouth. She gasped and her body arched even farther as sensations shot through her. He caressed it with his tongue and sucked gently, feeling her body tense and clench as he did so. She clutched him tighter as he moved from one to the other, eventually pushing her top aside so she was exposed to the night air.
"Remy", she breathed, aware that somebody might see them.
He grinned "Don't be worrying cherie, nobody gonna see us. Remy made sure of it"
"Are you sure?' she asked.
He laughed "Positive cherie, Remy take care of you, don't worry so much"
Jubilee laughed, amazed at how comfortable she felt and sat up so she faced him. He was right; it was time to put worries aside and move on to other things.
"What Jubilee?" he said sitting back on his legs and watching her closely.
She smiled "Nothing", she said and reaching around she carefully undid her top and tossed it aside. "I just figure if you're going to do something, why not it do fully"
She watched his black eyes glaze over as he looked at her and without a word she took his hand and put it back on her breath "Touch me Remy", she whispered daringly "Don't stop for anything"
" You sure cherie" he said stroking her hair back from her face " Cause we can wait if you want, Remy won't push you or nothing to do nothing you don't feel ready to do"
"I know what I want to do", she said looking him straight in the eye "Trust me Remy"
It was all the encouragement he needed as he eased her back down onto the blanket, kissing her throat, her neck and shoulder. She pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, running her hands over the smooth plains of his chest and arms. She kissed him again "Remy"; she said trying to catch her breath and failing 'I want you very badly right now"
"Da feeling be very mutual", he said resting his head on her shoulder for a moment.
She reached over and began to undo his belt buckle, aware of the fact that his arousal was straining just under the tips of her fingers. She brushed it with her fingers, listening to his sharp intake of breath as she did so. She tossed his belt aside and kissed him again. "Make love to me", she whispered "Please Remy"
Her soft plea nearly sent him over the edge. He looked down at her "You positive cause once we start, de be no stopping?'
She laughed "I'm sure" she said, wondering when she had become so sure she wanted her first time to be with him. It didn't matter now though, she wanted him so badly she could barely breathe, she ached for him and she didn't want to stop because she was sure she'd regret it if she did.
He nodded and caressed her cheek. "Remy make sure its good for you cherie, you see" He began to undo the buttons on her shorts, tossing them aside soon enough, along with his own jeans. Her bikini bottom went next and then his boxer shorts, until finally nothing stood between them. He pulled another blanket had had brought over them and began to stroke her wetness with his fingers, getting her ready for him. She tightened around him, arching against his hand as she gasped his name. he kissed her again "One moment cherie", he said turning to grab something out of the basket near by. She watched as he brought out a condom and turned away to put it on, he knew she was a virgin and he didn't want to scare her. He really had thought of everything, and she had the feeling that he had known, just as she had that it would lead to this tonight. It just felt so inevitable like they had connected that day in her room and this was just coming full circle.
He rejoined her, and she savored for the first time being naked with a man, feeling skin to skin with nothing to hide. She felt him settle against her and she accepted him, wrapping her legs around him and drawing him closer.
He stopped for a moment, trying to hold his control and then arching up he kissed her as at the time he thrust past all her barriers and placed himself inside her fully.
Jubilee gasped at the pain, feeling her eyes tear up, but her body quickly began to adjust to him and soon it had passed and she felt only the fullness of him inside her.
He kissed tears away, and looked down at her his voice shaking as he tried not to come. "You okay P'tite?" he asked.
She nodded silently, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. He waited a moment then began to move, slowly at first then faster as he felt her body respond to him.
She gasped his name, and clutched him closer as she felt herself began to build up to her peak. She arched one leg over his hip and drew him closer still, letting her head rest on his shoulder as he kissed her hair and murmured things to her in French. Suddenly she felt herself go over, and she cried him name as she came.
He felt her body spasm tightly around him and thrust one final time before joining her. They lay together for along time, coming back to earth, and then lay in each others arm, exhausted and spent as the moon shone over their heads and the summer wind kissed their skin.
After a few moments Remy shifted to his side pulling her with them and wrapped his arms around her tightly. He rested his head in the crook of her shoulder and kissed her neck. They lay like that for what seemed like hours but could only have been a few moments until at last jubilee dared to break the silence. She rolled so she faced him, "So what does this mean for us Remy?" she asked not wanting to hear his honest answer, but knowing she needed to know where they stood. "What are we?"
"Lovers", he said simply as if that explained it. He pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes then grinned crookedly " Your ma girl, if that's what ya'll wants too" he'd wanted her for months, and not as one of his normal "conquests". He'd never been in love but he had a feeling that that's where headed now and it was totally knew for him, he wasn't sure what to expect at all but he knew he wasn't willing to let her go now.
"It is", she said, feeling happier then she had in a long time "I've wanted that more then anything else Remy" She kissed him, and slipped back into his arms.
In the burgeoning light of sunrise nothing else needed to be said.
The next morning as Logan was smoking his morning cigar on the patio Marie burst out "Hey Sugah", she said "Wanna come shopping with me?"
"Shopping?" he asked incredulously " Where are Kitty and Jubilee, you better off shopping with them" he watched the hurt look appeared on her face, the one he hated with a passion and always vowed never to cause again.
"Kitty's off with Bobby and Jubilee got in late last night, so she's still asleep", she frowned "You don't like shopping with me?"
Logan hated shopping.
Period.
However he was more then aware that Marie did and that she could cause his forced abstinence in many hellish ways.
He smiled and lied through his teeth.
"Of course I like shopping with you", he said rising and hiving her hug. "So where are we going?"
"I've got to get Jean and Scott a gift for the baby, and a few things for the shower" She said as they slid into the car. "It shouldn't take long"
So that was how Logan found himself drifting around a department store two hours later, bored out of his skull and wondering how he'd gotten roped into doing this. They wound up down an isle filled with sleepers, car seats, baby bottles and pastel colored blankets, and there they stayed for what seemed like the longest hour of his life. Logan leaned on the cart and watched as Marie held up yet another diaper bag; they were on about the tenth one, something with cutesy animals on it in pastel colors that was making Logan vaguely nauseous. "What do you think about this one?" She asked him.
"You don't want to know" he said passing a hand over his face, and wondering if he could slip away unnoticed. "Is this from both of us?"
"Yes", she said absently as she looked at another one, one with teddy bears on it. "I like this one", she said quickly deciding not to ask his opinion again. She could see he was bored and the sight of Logan steaming in the maternity isle was enough to send any women into labor. She tossed the bag in the cart and checked her list "I've got to get some food for the party, and balloons"; she said quickly making a decision. "So why don't I go get those and you can grab Ororo's gift for her"
"Why are you shopping for Storm?" he asked.
"Because she's sick with a cold and didn't feel like shopping. She told me what to buy and gave me the money for it" She looked around "It should be in his isle or the next" She kissed him quickly through her scarf, and shoved a piece of paper into his hand "I'll meet you at the cash"
He watched as she hurried off and wondered if they'd be able to get home in time for some fun before dinner. Pay back would be sweet when he got her alone. He scanned the list she'd left him and tried to find the item as quickly as possible. "A pump", he muttered to himself, baffled "Why am I looking for women's shoes in a baby isle?"
He glanced around in confusion before an item and its name caught his eye and drew him closer. He growled low in his throat.
Marie was going to pay for this one. Big time.
Marie watched moments later as Logan stalked to the cash and set the breast pump down with a thump. Marie smothered a laugh behind a gloved hand as the cashier rang in their purchase and she paid for them. They carried them to the car in silence and got in. Finally Marie couldn't help it, she burst out laugh so hard tears came to her eyes, at the thought of manly Logan having to carry a breast pump across the store.
"Oh you thought that was funny huh, you little minx", he said grabbing her carefully and kissing her through the barrier of her neck scarf. He could feel her laughing against his mouth.
"I'm sorry sugah", she said "I'm just trying to picture you looking for it, I didn't actually think you'd find it"
"You should have seen the clerk I asked", he said grudgingly "I think I scared into early retirement" He grinned and revved up the car " Alright, it was a little bit funny but don't think you'll ever pull something like that on me again"
She wouldn't ether because after that day Logan refused to ever go shopping with her again after.
He turned the radio on "When is the shower anyway?" he asked.
"Oh not for another three weeks, mid august, just before the baby's due", Marie said with a grin "But I wanted to get all my shopping done early, so you could come with me"
Logan swerved and nearly drove the Benz into a tree as they cleared entrance onto the highway.
Three weeks, they hadn't needed to go shopping; he hadn't needed to go shopping today at all. He could have stayed home, watched the game or played pool.
It was then he realized just how much, he loved Marie. Totally, completely with no qualms at all.
As long as he never had to shop with her again.
Ever.
To be continued…