Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Marvel characters or any of the X-men. The same can be said of the wonderful world of J.K. Rowling. I am not making any profit, but simply having fun. I did however create Emma Winter.
Memories and dreams are in italics.
Edited in March 2021 during lockdown.
Emma had walked for half an hour in the snow to get to Logan's cottage on the other end of Xavier's property, now and then she stepped on the long skirt of her dress and stumbled on the snowy ground. Logan had promised to pick her up after dinner to go to the cottage to have their legilimens session. When he didn't arrive, and no word came from him the witch decided to walk to the cottage to see if Logan was already there and had just simply forgotten to pick her up.
The witch had become quite worried because Logan had been so adamant that they would meet up to continue their sessions so Emma worried that something might be wrong with the mutant. No one had heard a thing from him since that afternoon when Logan had gone into town to buy some spare parts for the official school bus that had to be ready for a field trip that was happening the week after.
When Emma was almost at the cottage, she noticed Logan's bike parked directly in front of the cottage. She went to the bike and felt that the engine was still warm signalling he had not been there long. Even more so he had not even removed the keys from the engine.
Emma grabbed the doorknob and the door opened quietly, and the witch walked into the familiar cottage that she spent every Friday evening with Logan. She heard the shower running in the back and decided to let Logan know that she had arrived for the session.
Emma knocked on the door, stepped in and blinked in surprise. What she saw made her jaw almost fall to the floor in surprise and her mind was moving very slowly in processing what was in front of her eyes.
There was Logan, apparently in fantastic shape and in no immediate danger. He was buck naked in the shower having what appeared to be having a really good time with himself if fast movements of his hand over his engorged member was any indication.
Emma stopped dead in her tracks and stared in shock, many scenarios had been playing in her head on the way, but seeing Logan pleasuring himself was not one of them. Murder and mayhem, sure that was to be expected from her short-tempered friend.
Naked in the shower, his eyes closed as he neared release?
Not so much.
The mutant roared his release, Logan's mind filled with images of Emma Winter as she had laughed loudly with him earlier that day before hugging him tightly, her soft body pressing against his and driving him wild with lust. The lust he had felt had been overwhelming and Logan knew the only way to be able to face the witch for the session would be to find a release before the two met again.
His confused feelings for the witch, combined with the burning lust he felt for her was driving him wild. Logan hadn't touched another woman ever since the cinnamon scent had hit his senses a few months earlier, the Wolverine wanted only the dark-eyed witch that had ensnared him with her charm.
As Logan came down from his intense orgasm, he could hear a startled gasp that his senses noticed over the water sounds from the shower.
Logan turned his head in the direction of the sound and snarled at her before a hand with three enormous knives slashed the air and ready for a fight. His eyes softened when he saw who it was, and he retracted his claws at seeing Emma's startled, extremely flushed face.
"Sorry!" Emma yelled out the apology as soon as her brain turned on and she slapped her hand over her eyes instinctively before turning to walk quickly out of the room. Lust burned at her insides after what she had seen, and she was certain she would never forget the image of Logan naked in the shower touching himself.
Disorientation had kicked into mega drive because of her mortification and instead of walking out, Emma walked hard into the frame of the door almost breaking her nose when her face slammed hard into the frame.
"Merlin," the witch growled under her breath after her face hit the door frame, and her mortification grew with every passing moment. Emma could hear Logan saying something, but she didn't want to talk, she just wanted to get out of the cottage.
The witch took her hand away from her eyes feeling horrified with embarrassment, even more so when the lust took over her own body. This was not the clean exit she had in mind. Emma shook her head in an attempt to get rid of the stars that were floating in front of her eyes. The witch knew she was making a fool out of herself but didn't know how to stop it.
"Goddammit, are you ok?" Logan growled loudly at her as if nothing was out of the ordinary and she was being the weird one.
All right? No! She was not all right! Emma wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. The witch had just witnessed her closest friend coming with a roar before she had gotten a full-frontal view of said friend. A very explicit full-frontal that would be burned into her brain until the day she would die.
Emma was not all right at all! She was half dead with embarrassment and wanted nothing more than that the earth would just swallow her whole. The perfect time for a hole to open up and swallow her would have been at that exact moment but as always when she needed something to happen, nothing did.
The young witch stumbled out of the bathroom, though the living room and out on the veranda. A clean getaway was her only thought and she saw Logan's bike remembering that the key was still there. Maybe if she was fast enough, she could be on the bike and away before he would come out.
The situation didn't improve when Logan emerged to the veranda wet and naked calling for her. He had no issues when it came to waltzing around unclothed all over the place. Emma had enough issues for both of them. In her life, she had only seen one naked man and he had looked the complete opposite to Logan in every way imaginable.
"Em, wait a second," Logan growled trying to stop the witch from having a complete meltdown and injure herself by running away in the crazy state of mind she was in.
Nope, she wasn't going to wait. Emma tried to ignore Logan's voice, stumbled towards the steps of the veranda when strong arms grabbed her before turning her around. The witch was staring straight into a very nude chest of what she knew was a very naked Logan.
Emma swallowed a few times trying to find the right words, but nothing came to mind. The mutant pressed closer to her, his nose scenting her neck vigorously before he faced her, his hazel eyes locking in on hers.
"I'm sorry I didn't know you were ..." Emma flushed crimson and decided to change her sentence immediately when Logan smirked down at her his eyes glittering with amusement.
"Merlin ... that you were busy."
"I should have called you darlin'," Logan said looking at her in surprise as the witch tried to squirm out of his grip. There was no way that he was going to let Emma go without them talking about what happened. The mutant was quite sure that the witch would run away from him if they wouldn't clear the air once and for all.
"That's fine, no worries. Can you let me go?" Emma said hurriedly trying to sound as normal as possible while trying to get out of this situation as soon as she could without looking like an absolute idiot.
"I didn't want you to see that, but I can now scent your lust for me," Logan said huskily and leaning in closer to check if her scent intensified as his body pressed closer to hers.
If there was one thing that Emma didn't want it was for Logan to come even closer to her than he already was. It would be the highlight of her mortification if his acute senses could feel how much she wanted him. She did not need a naked Logan any closer to her than he was as her nose almost touched his muscled chest.
"I was thinking of you," Logan murmured into her ear, causing a shiver of anticipation to run down her back.
"What were you thinking?" Emma asked before she could stop herself and the mutant grinned teasingly down at her before his teeth grazed over the skin on her neck. The witch moaned and pressed closer to the mutant that felt himself getting rock hard again.
"How you moan when you come," Logan admitted hoarsely, his hands grabbing her backside and pulling the witch even closer to him. The beast inside clawed at his ribcage wanting to come out but Logan kept it in check. The witch wasn't ready for the Wolverine, but he could scent her burning lust none the same.
"Seeing me … what did it make you feel?" the mutant whispered, and the witch looked at him wide-eyed before confessing, "lustful".
Logan brushed his lips over Emma's neck and felt deep pleasure when the witch unknowingly offered her neck to him in submission. The need to mate with the witch was overwhelming to him and with a startled gasp Logan realised that over the months he had known her Logan had fallen desperately in love with the wild witch. He only wanted Emma, only her for the rest of his days.
Logan bent down, his lips met hers in utter desperation; the kiss was heated, and Emma felt her knees weaken when his warm tongue brushed against hers in a passionate kiss. The young woman had been kissed before, but it was nothing compared to the emotions that flooded her at Logan's touch. She had never been kissed like that, with such possession and passion that set her body on fire.
Logan's powerful body pushed her roughly up against the uneven wall of the cottage. Emma moaned in lust as warmth started pooling between her legs. Logan rumbled as his lips left her mouth and started to trail kisses down her neck with desperation. A little while later Logan lifted her skirt and his warm fingers brushed over her centre making Emma moan loudly at the overwhelming feelings that were washing over her. When Logan bent down to kiss her again, the witch sucked greedily on his lower lip. The touch got a reaction from the mutant who brushed his fingers over her core again before groaning with want at the feel of her wetness. The witch was ready for him, he wanted to take her roughly and claim her as his own.
"If we don't stop, I will take you here and now," Logan groaned as her fingers stroked greedily over his hardness. They were both overwhelmed with emotion and lust that had to be satisfied.
"Do it," Emma pleaded without hesitation and Logan kissed her heatedly before lifting her into his arms and pushing her roughly up against the wall. Then with one hard thrust, he was deep inside of her. Emma gasped loudly at the overwhelming feeling of his large member inside of her.
"Are you alright?" Logan growled into her ear and the witch nodded quickly as the mutant started to take her hard, each thrust bringing her closer to an orgasm. Hearing Logan groaning, struggling to contain himself put shivers down her spine with anticipation.
Each rough thrust pushed them closer, and Emma felt her insides start to tighten up as black spots started to go over her vision. Her soft moaning changed into louder ones that drove Logan mad with lust as he lost control. When the witch started to cramp tightly around him, the mutant lost control and came hard groaning his release onto her neck. He could feel her pulse beating rapidly under his lips as the witch gasped for breath.
He kissed her softly, so softly trying to tell her all he felt for her. Emma responded and kissed him with so much love that his heart skipped a beat. The mutant put her down gently and held her tightly to his chest.
It had been bound to happen. Passion had been brewing between them for a long time, ever since they first met months ago.
"Are you all right?" Logan murmured into her ear before nipping her earlobe with his teeth. He needed her to know it was not a sudden thing, that he had honourable intentions in mind at the end of it all.
"It was wonderful," Emma whispered before kissing his lips quickly and grinning up at the mutant who was looking so tenderly down at her.
"I am not done with you witch," Logan murmured in her ear and the witch laughed before Logan kissed her hotly, his tongue domineering hers until she felt lust growing again. Logan lifted her into his arms and took her inside the cottage before he continued to kiss her over and over again.
Before Emma knew it, she was on the little cot and Logan on top of her entering her. His movements were slower as he pushed her closer and closer to release. His teeth started to brush over her neck again and Emma moaned louder each time his teeth scraped a little harder over her skin. With his teeth brushing over her neck, the mutant took her roughly. The witch cried out her release, and her twitching body pushed the mutant over the edge as he came deep inside of her.
Emma felt as if she had lost consciousness and when she resurfaced Logan was licking gently over the toothmarks on her neck, making the witch shiver with each brush of his tongue over her sensitive skin.
"This feels right, us … it feels right," Emma whispered before reaching up to kiss Logan softly on the lips. When she looked at the mutant, he was grinning happily down at her face.
"It sure does darlin'," Logan murmured before he continued to explore the warm body of the witch. The two wouldn't show up at Xavier's until Monday morning just in time for their classes.