**His Touch**
"Logan," Beast said to the man quietly, "I noticed you left a few things by the stairs. I put them in Danielle's room for her."
"Oh, thanks. We, uh, went to a carnival today," he said, suddenly feeling silly about it. It really had been a good day, but he never got around to buying her that gift.
Beast added in a quieter tone, "Xavier left a surprise for you two in Danielle's room, and he told me that you should claim credit for it. He said he owed you for yesterday."
Logan gave the Beast a grunt and a nod. He glanced across the room to Xavier. He did owe him for yesterday, but it wasn't his fault. Logan wondered if he should slip out to see what he was walking into. What did the old codger want him to take credit for?
"Hi Hank," Dani said when she saw the big hairy guy standing next to Logan.
"Right back at ya, birthday girl. How'd you like the uniform?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. He'd spent all day harassing their tailor to hurry up and finish it.
"It's great, I love it," she said brightly.
"I look forward to seeing you wear it on our next mission," he said. "Well, I'll see you two tomorrow. Goodnight." Hank didn't get into parties. He'd usually make a polite appearance and then find something else to do. He said his 'happy birthday' and delivered his message. There was a great movie coming on, Hamlet, the Kenneth Branagh version. He loved good Shakespeare! He was going to hibernate in his room and watch it.
*****
Dani was at the end of her patience. She appreciated the party, but all the music and people were making her head spin. She didn't want to stay another minute. She had to either leave discreetly, or make some kind of thank you speech. She decided on discretion.
"Logan, I gotta get out of here, but I don't want to snub the party," she said quietly. "I just need some air. Can we sneak out of here without hurting anyone's feelings?"
"Oh, who gives a damn about anyone's feelings, lets split," he said. He took Dani's hand and led her out. No one stopped them, and no one said a word. They went to her room, and suddenly Logan felt like a kid on a first date, hoping for a goodnight kiss.
Dani leaned back against her door. "Were you going to come in?" she asked, suddenly blushing as she said it.
Logan had his hands on the door, towering over her and boxing her in. His eyes were suddenly smoldering with desire. "Just try and stop me," he said huskily.
"No one in their right mind would try to fight the Wolverine," she said teasingly as she reached for the door handle. Before she could open the door, Logan caught her arm.
"You could stop me with a word, I promise you," he said sincerely.
"Logan, I swear, if you tiptoe around my feelings like I was a child for even one more second, I'll…" she started to chew him out. She knew he was trying to be chivalrous, but good grief!
Logan interrupted her annoyed outburst with a kiss. He helped her through the door and closed and locked it. When he looked up he was completely blown away by her room. Someone had obviously put a lot of work into this, and he couldn't possibly claim credit for it. There was a tray with fresh fruit and various finger sandwiches and treats. It was the kind of stuff women like. There was a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket and a couple of glasses. Her old Xavier institute boring beige comforter had been replaced with a more feminine flowery one, in shades of purple, of course. The icing on the cake, -soft jazzy music, and the room was full of candles. Thank you, Chuck!
Dani's eyes were huge. She couldn't believe the romantic setting. "Logan, it's amazing, I can't believe you went to this much trouble for me! Thank you," she said and wrapped her arms around him. When did he have time to do this?
Well, she thought he'd done it, so he wouldn't waste time trying to correct her. "Happy birthday," he said as he held her tightly. He liked holding her, it felt so right. Logan's heart was pounding and he was burning up with excitement. Eight days he'd known her, but it felt like an eternity. He closed his eyes and just basked in her closeness. He gently raked his fingers through her hair. He was trying to get himself to calm down as he held her. He did not want to go all feral on her, and he could tell that he was on the border line. He released her, and led her to the bed. He gave her one last questioning look.
Danielle gave him half a frown at this last opportunity to say no. She just shoved him back on the bed and kissed him. Logan pulled her down on top of him and held her as he turned a playful kiss into a demanding one. With one hand he gently held her neck, keeping her from breaking the kiss. He released her when he realized she was clinging to him and returning his ardor. He reached down to her waist and lifted her shirt up, breaking the kiss just long enough to get it over her head. He fumbled with the annoying hook and eye fasteners on her bra, and suddenly broke the kiss long enough to swear.
"Damned female contraption," he hissed.
Dani just giggled and said, "Here, let me…" as she orbed their clothes onto the floor.
Logan let out a very feral sounding growl, "Now we're talkin'!"
*****
Jubilee and Kitty were heading back to their room when they heard the growls and giggling coming from Danielle's bedroom. Both girls' eyes got wide and they smirked. Jubilee slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing within earshot of that room. When they got back to their room, they busted up laughing.
"Well, happy birthday to her," Kitty said giggling.
"Yeah," Jubilee said. "I saw that one coming…uh, no pun intended."
"You are bad," Kitty said in feigned disgust, but after a pause, both girls broke up laughing again.
*****
Logan rolled with her and sat straddling her waist, gazing down at her. This was as far as they'd ever gotten without interruption. He bent down and kissed her as his hands gently caressed her soft breasts. Her arms reached around him and he let out a soft growl of pleasure. He kissed his way down her neck and spent a great deal of time getting intimately acquainted with her breasts. He caressed one with his hand while his mouth teased the other. He gently nipped at the delicate pink nipple, teasing it into a firm bud and then suckling until Dani writhed beneath him, gasping in pleasure. Then he switched sides and continued.
Dani's fingers delved into his hair and Logan growled. He lifted his head to look into her eyes and she looked at him dreamily with a come hither expression. He could smell her arousal, knew she was nearly ready for him, but he consciously forced himself to take it slow. He moved, kissing and licking his way down her body where he nuzzled her belly and then dipped his tongue into her navel.
Dani had never felt anything like it. His hands and mouth were driving her wild. She felt a strange giddiness in her stomach and she loved it. But she was unsure of what to do. She'd never been with a man, never even seen one without a shirt except on the operating table. Her hands timidly delved into his hair. She knew he liked it, and at the moment, that was all she could reach.
When Logan felt Dani's fingers in his hair, it was enough to push him over the edge of his control. He moved back up between her legs and carefully lay on top of her, keeping most of his weight on his knees and elbows. He knew he was heavy with all the extra metal on his bones. Dani instinctively spread her legs to give him access, and he reached a hand down and gently stroked the soft folds of feminine flesh. He watched her face as he tenderly caressed her most intimate spot. Her breathing was heavy and her face was flushed. She looked into his eyes with desire, and his body instantly stirred. She was already wet and ready for him, and he was more than ready for her so he positioned himself. He knew she was a virgin, but he didn't know if she'd ever had that talk, so he paused. He'd never had a virgin, and he sure as hell didn't want to screw this up.
"It's your first time, so this may hurt a little," he whispered.
Dani rolled her eyes and just whispered, "Oh, god Logan! I'm a virgin, not a moron. Will you make love to me already?"
Dani's sense of humor broke his last shred of control and he thrust into her a bit harder than he'd intended. He felt the tell tale tear as Dani gasped softly and clung to him. He instantly stilled, horrified at his lack of control. He was about to say something, but Dani just pulled him to her and kissed him passionately. He started moving, slowly and carefully now. Dani quickly learned to mirror his movements, and it was driving him wild. His thrusts grew stronger and quickened, but Dani kept pace with him, fueling his passion. He felt the pleasure build and tried to hold back as long as he could but when Dani suddenly let out a throaty moan he came with a force he had never felt with any woman before. His pace was frenzied as the ecstasy hit like a flash flood. His body bucked as Dani wrapped her legs around him and held him to her tightly. He kissed her and buried his hands in her soft hair as finally his body stilled.
Dani was in heaven. She could still feel him pulsing within her and her own body throbbing around him. It was the most intense and magical experience she'd ever had. Logan definitely knew his way around a woman's body.
Logan wrapped his arms around her and rolled to his back carrying her with him. That had been the most amazing sex he could ever remember. He knew it wasn't because he hadn't been getting any for a while, and it wasn't because she'd been a virgin. Although that was a major turn on… touching the untouched. It was because he was in love with her.
"I love you, Dani," Logan said softly as he kissed her forehead.
Dani sat up to look him in the eye, and Logan saw a smile and a tear. Her eyes were full of love. He never would have believed it was possible for anyone to be this happy. Dani had broken every wall he had ever built to protect his heart. He knew it would be safe in her hands. Damn, he loved this woman!
He thought of all the times she had trapped him in that violet gaze. "Tell me, just how do you do that?" Logan asked her.
Dani looked at him with a furrowed brow, utterly confused by his sudden question. "How do I do what?"
"How do you just look into someone's eyes and touch their soul?" he asked.
"There's really no secret to it. It's not mystical, and doesn't require a mutation of any sort," she tried to explain. "Eyes are the windows to the soul. All you have to do is keep your windows open," she said, and then kissed him.
*****
The moon was waning now, but still quite large in the sky. Storm had been fanning the clouds away all day to keep a clear view of the stars tonight. Kurt had brought her to a quiet clearing in the woods behind the mansion. They were lying on the grass looking up at the stars, and Kurt was pointing out all of the constellations to her.
"And that one is Andromeda, and there is Orion, see his belt, and his bow?" Kurt said as he pointed.
"Where did you learn so much about the stars?" Ororo asked him.
"Always loved looking at the stars, so I wanted to learn as much as I could about what I was looking at. I've read a lot of books on constellations, and the stories and legends behind some of the names," he said. "The Greeks put a lot of their myths into the constellations, and passed down their history with those heavenly illustrations."
"Tell me about one of them," she asked. She loved Kurt's stories. She could listen to his gentle voice forever.
"Perseus, right there," he said pointing, "was the son of Zeus…" Kurt began. He went on to tell her the whole saga of the myth, and Ororo hung on every word. They really needed to get him to teach a class here. He really had a gift for teaching Astronomy, or Greek mythology, or German. She would have to have a chat with Professor Xavier tomorrow.
*****
Scott bounced up the stairs carrying a bowl of popcorn. The party was over, the cleanup was done, and the kids were in their rooms. It was silent movie time, and he had a date with Jean. When he got to the door, he paused to take the fake mustache out of his pocket and put it on. He opened the door and stepped in with a dramatic sweeping motion.
"Tonight's feature is a cowboy flick, and you are now my prisoner, mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Scott said playfully.
"You can tie me up later, let's watch the film," Jean said wickedly.
"You promise?" Scott said flashing a grin.
"Yeah, but if you try to kiss me with that ridiculous mustache, you've had it!" she said seriously.
Scott reached up and immediately removed the offending prop. "Ouch! I should have just got a black hat," he said, and Jean just laughed. This was probably one of those films where the hero rescues the damsel, and then turns around and kisses his horse. Well, as long as Scott could think of a more interesting ending, she didn't care.
*****
Logan was just holding her while she slept. It felt good to be with her through the night, feeling her warmth and listening to her soft breathing. He liked her scent, like spring rain, and a little cotton candy. He smiled as he remembered how sticky they got sharing it. Logan simply could not believe that Dani had never had cotton candy before. It was definitely a good purchase.
He couldn't sleep. Logan was trying to think of how he was going to ask her. If he asked her right away, it might seem awkward or too fast. He didn't know how she'd feel giving up her freedom so soon after being a captive. He wasn't sure if she was ready for that kind of commitment. If he'd learned anything about her, it was that she was a free spirit. She definitely had her own mind about things. But he knew she loved him, and wondered what she would think of the idea. Maybe he should get a second opinion. But just who did he trust with a question like this?
