Later that night
They sat a long time snuggled on the sofa, grieving silently the predicted loss and sharing the comfort of grieving together. Neither of them moved, shifted or stirred. They just sat calmly, leaning on each other. At least, they were not alone to face this. It was long past dusk, and the room had fallen to a nearly complete darkness, where only Max - because of her enhanced nightvision - could see properly. Logan's glasses laid on the couchtable, since he couldn't see anyway and he didn't want to either. There was no point, and everything seemed so numb, he just didn't care. He just wanted to sit there forever, leaning on Max, feeling her warm body against his - as long as he could feel with his body. He was not at all ready to face his life. He tried not to think of the future. Just sitting there was avoiding to face the reality.
After a long time sitting next to Logan, Max finally caressed gently his face. He turned a little bit toward her with a questioning look. Then, she softly and slowly began: "I love you and I want to feel you inside me, as long as it's possible." She returned the questioning look up to him, which was lost on him. Albeit his eyes sparkled of emotion and with the rest of moisture inside them, which gave Max a sting in her stomach. Was that too bluntly formulated? She didn't want to hurt him further, but they had to face it, right? With a pondering heart she tried to read his expression. He seemed to be overwhelmed and not quite able to respond. So Max continued: "Do you mind if we go to bed and snuggle a bit over there?"
After a long gaze at the direction of her eyes, Logan gave in. "Yeah, we can do that. Mind if you bring me there? I don't wanna turn on the lights, I kind of need the darkness right now, seems to matches my mind." - "Sure.", with that, she got up, lifted Logan to his chair and pushed him towards the bedroom. He transferred to the bed, pulled off his clothes and made himself as comfortable as possible inside the bed. Max instantly began to draw circles around his navel, caressing his abdomen and stomach. She smiled a little bit, as she saw goosebumps on his skin as a reaction to that. Logan shoved with his right hand through her hair, still moisture in his eyes. Tentatively, Max began softly again: "Is it ok for you, if we do that now although you can't feel..." she bit her tongue. Damned, she could not formulate it the right way. How could she ask him that?
But Logan now took her hand and said steady and calmly: "Hey, it is MY turn to aks, if it is ok for YOU. Besides, I don't know, if my lower parts still work at all in that function. I mean, it is more than two weeks, since we had last... " Max interrupted: "It will, I am sure." - "Max, I am grateful that you even try it with me, although I am that broken. Hell, I even can't give you a full-service normal functioning relation." Max soothed him "Shh... you give me everything I want. Trust me, we'll figure this bitch out." With that, her fingers began caressing his important lower body parts until they responded on their own. "See? Your little friend is still alive.. let's not dissapoint him..." With that, she kissed him senseless and he let slip his consciuosness and gave way to his pure feelings. God, he loved that girl.