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This is a work of fanfiction.
Sweet Marie
5 of 5 Pieces
When Rogue heard the familiar sounds of thrashing and groaning through the vent in her room, she knew that he had finally fallen asleep.
She slipped out of her room and tiptoed down the hallway to where Logan was reliving an undoubtedly painful part of his past.
Rogue flinched as a memory she had stolen from him surfaced.
She could feel her pulse quicken and her hands get damp but she continued down the hall anyways.
When she reached his door, she walked right in. She promptly shut the door behind her as to not alert anyone else to her intrusion.
When she turned around Rogue took a moment and drank in the sight of him.
His sheets had been tossed to the side revealing his choice of sleeping apparel.
Sweatpants with no shirt.
Rogue could feel her hunger for the man growing.
"Logan wake up" she whispered now hovering mere inches above him.
She wanted to reach out and touch him.
"Logan."
His eyes snapped open but he stayed lying down. He had taught himself not to attack blindly after the incident from last time.
A low growl emanated from deep within his throat.
"What are you doin' in my room?"
"You were having a bad dream."
"Didn't learn your lesson last time?"
"Didn't you?" she asks him and looks down at her bare hands for emphasis. When he did not reply or look away, she climbed onto the bed and straddled him. "I knew you'd come back."
"Get out Rogue"
"Since when do you call me that?"
"That's yer name, ain't it?"
"Sure is Wolverine." She replies with a sly smile and begins to grind her hips over him.
"Marie was the lost and scared little girl I picked up in Canada. You ain't a kid anymore."
"So glad you noticed." She replied with a purr and began lowering herself onto him.
"I'm not even sure what you are." he admitted before pushing her.
She was completely stunned when she landed on the floor. She gasped in absolute horror at his reaction and felt as though she might drown in embarrassment.
The moment was brief however and her rage was quick to take over.
With a look of complete spite she set her eyes on his and refused to look away. "You bastard" she practically spat the words out at him.
He looked down at her with pity and simply said 'yeah' before flipping over onto his side and turning his back to her.
Big mistake.
As soon as he did it Rogue sprang back onto the bed.
"Damn you" was what he heard as she grasped his face with her hands and forced him to look at her.
His eyes burned with emotion that Rogue had not expected.
Rogue could feel him inside her head, his most recent thoughts mingling with hers.
He had been searching his memories for a time when she might have been 'Sweet Marie', but could not help but second-guess every one.
'What happened to you kid?' he asked, trying to understand.
But Rogue did not want Logan's pity.
"You did" she answered.
Then with a soft and tender kiss - she drained him dry.