Second part to An Unexpected Visitor. Thank you for the reviews. I appreciate each and every one of you. Hoping that I have fixed whatever technical difficulties I've been having while uploading. Enjoy!

Late at night, she heard a knock at the door. "Come in," she said. It was Logan, 'of course,' she thought. 'Thank goodness', she added. She didn't know what she would even say if it was T'challa. "We have a lot to talk about, Logan."

"I know 'Ro." He sat down on the couch, with a little distance between them. She was having none of that, and laid down with her head in his lap. He started playing with her hair. "Listen, I didn't want to be such a dick to you this morning. It just kinda happened. The time we've had so far has been amazing, and I don't want to mess it up."

She looked at him questioningly through the lamplight. "Logan?"

"'Ro, you have to promise me to let me know when I'm messing it up?" He seemed almost desperate to get across what he actually wanted to say, but couldn't.

"My sweet Wolverine." She sat up and held his head with both of her hands. "I'm not sure you could 'mess it up' if you tried. Yes I was...frustrated with you this morning, but nothing more than that." Tears formed in her eyes and fell before she could speak again.

"Just say it 'Ro. I think we know what needs to happen. Just tell me what you need from me. Whatever happens, I think we'll be okay." He raised his hands to dry off her tears. They stayed like this for a moment, both their hands cupping their faces.

"Well, I need you to be understanding of the fact that I have to leave."

"I thought so." He sighed, dropped his hands from her face, and turned his head away from her. "For how long?"

"Until I can help end the unrest in Wakanda and its neighboring villages." She dropped her hands too, but placed them over his hands. "Please, Logan. I hope you know that this is not about you, me, or even T'challa. These were and will always be my people."

"He looked her in the eyes before saying, "Yeah, I understand 'Ro. One hundred percent. But that don't mean I have to like it." He took some of her hair and started playing with it. "Now you go and handle your business, but make sure you come back to me." In more or less words, it was what she said to him each time he left.

"Ororo couldn't help but to shed a tear while flashing a weak smile. "I promise to be back before you know it." She kissed him, gingerly at first, but with each passing second their kiss grew more and more passionate until they needed to break for air. She continued kissing down his jawline and across his neck before saying, "Besides, my darling, you are my people too."

"Glad to hear it, 'Ro. You're my people too." Still playing with her hair, he seemed distracted. Ororo knew how to keep the both of them from thinking about her imminent departure.

"Logan."

He looked up. She was giving him what he liked to call "The Look". She looked like she was about to do something...unexpected.

She took hold of the hand that was playing with her hair on her shoulder, and slowly dragged it down her chest until he was cupping one of her breasts. He glanced up at her, eyebrows raised and voice just above a gruff whisper.

"So it's like that, huh?" He smirked as he moved his hands to-

"Stop."

He looked at her quizzically. "'Ro? What are you-?"

"Let me, Logan. Just let me," she whispered as she moved to kneel in front of him on the couch. She never took her eyes off him.

"She placed a hand on each thigh and moved them up slowly, trying to create as much friction and warmth as possible. She felt him harden on her way to her target. When she got there, she started unbuttoning. He would never admit it, but Ororo knew he liked it when she took control. She loved having him at her mercy.

"I like it when you get hard for me so quickly, lover. Let me see just how hard you are."

She made light work of the zipper, only stopping so that he could help by lifting himself up as she took off his pants and underwear.

"That's much better, Logan," she whispered, eyes still trained on his. She was about to do one of the things she loved to do the most. "Now just...relax." With that she grabbed the base of his cock and licked the tip.

"He closed his eyes and growled out a "Shit, 'Ro." He knew he was in for a night. It wasn't very often that she took charge like this. So when she did he was determined to burn every image of her in his mind; The way she stared at him with those eyes while she took all of him in at once, holding her head at the base, taunting him by not moving. He was completely at her will, and he loved it. He wanted to thrust just a little, but before he the full thought across, she began to move her head up and down, bobbing faster and faster.

The Wolverine was a man who took pride in the fact that he always lasted as long as he needed to with no problem. But those eyes and mouthly ministrations had him undone. Panting he asked, "Where do you want me to cum?"

Much to his surprise, she took her mouth from his manhood and simply opened her mouth wider. She grabbed both of his hands, placed them behind her head, and put his dick back in her mouth. She looked up expectantly.

Logan thought he would release just from that. He began moving her head up and down while thrusting his dick down her throat. Feeling her gagging sent him over the edge. He held her head as he came. When she raised her head and smirked at him, he assumed she would make some comment about him not lasting a while. Instead, she licked her lips, rose to her feet, and kissed him on the cheek. She walked away to her closet to get dressed for bed.

"What about you, darlin'?

She turned back towards him. "We can worry about me when I come home to you. Now join me in bed."

"I won't let you forget. I hope you save some energy for your trip back." He put his boxer briefs back on and got into bed. "You're gonna need it."

She got into bed and scooted closer to him, laying on his chest. He hated that she could take his mind off the problem so easily, but he thanked her internally. He must've said so out loud though, because before they both drifted off to sleep, he heard a soft, "you're welcome my love," followed by faint snoring. 'Her love', was his last thought before falling asleep.

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