As with all of my stories, disregard Remy the fact that Remy was in 'Origins'.
Within two days, they made it to Las Vegas. Marie kept sticking her head out of the sun roof of the car as Logan drove, so he snatched her in. She laughed and nudged him, "Come on! This is a vacation! We're supposed to have fun, aren't we?"
She poked him in his side making him suppress a smirk as he grumbled, "Yeah, but that makes you look too much like a damn tourist."
"This is Vegas, Logan. Everyone's a tourist!"
She had a point there.
They checked into the Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino. One thing Logan loved about Las Vegas was the fact that you could stay in a really nice hotel for next to nothing. The other thing he loved was the never ending supply of surgically enhanced hotties.
Logan didn't know if he would get the opportunity to partake in the latter with Marie around. He didn't feel comfortable abandoning her in a strange city for a booty call.
When they got to their room, Marie was giddy with excitement. She opened the curtains and gasped, "Oh my god! Logan! We gotta view of the whole strip! Look at this!"
He nodded from where he stood near the other side of the bed, "Yeah. Nice."
Marie smirked, "Is the Wolverine afraid of heights?"
"First of all, you know I prefer you, of all people, to call me Logan. Secondly, I'm not afraid of heights. I just happen to know how bad it hurts to fall out of a 30 story building. If anyone else ever lived to tell the tale, they'd hate heights too."
Marie cringed a little and closed the curtains, "Ok! Wanna go down to the casino?"
He snatched off his jacket and smirked, "Thought you'd never ask."
"Wait! I wanna freshen up first!"
Logan rolled his eyes and plopped down on the bed.
Fifteen minutes later, Marie emerged from the bathroom wearing extremely short black shorts, high heels and a red tank top with sparkles on it. Her hair was curled and she was wearing make up.
She blushed a little when his eyebrows shot up, "Damn, Logan...if I look as good as your face tells me I do, I might score some digits tonight."
"Don't flatter yourself, kid. Let's go."
Marie playfully bounded behind him, "Don't hate me cause I'm sexy."
They went down to the casino and played a couple of slot machines before Marie pulled him over to a craps table. They watched for a while before she placed her own bet. She cheered and jumped up and down when she won.
Her adorable, yet sexy giddiness caught the attention of a rather handsome man with neck-length hair at the other end of the table.
She flashed him a shy smile and looked back down at the table to place another bet. In the meantime, Logan watched as the guy inched closer.
Soon, he was standing directly next to her.
Logan listened as the guy made his move, "You seem to be really lucky, belle..."
Marie smirked, "Yeah. I have my moments."
"Care to share some of the luck by blowin' on my dice?" he asked as he held out his hand with the dice inside.
She blushed and softly blew on the dice, making Logan grit his teeth briefly.
Long haired guy threw the dice and won. He handed Marie a one hundred dollar chip, "Merci, belle...what's your name?"
Logan, meanwhile, continued playing as Marie flirted, "Marie..."
The man extended his hand and gently kissed her hand, "The name's Remy LeBeau...and I hear you have a mighty thick accent. Would you mind tellin' me where you happen to originate?"
"You sure do have a lot of questions, LeBeau."
He favored her with a mischievous smile, "My apologies. Shall I buy you a drink first?"
Marie smiled and stuttered a little as she pointed over her shoulder at Logan, "Uhm...I...I'm here with my friend...Logan..."
Logan grumbled, "Surprised you remembered I was still standin' back here."
She sharply jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow and murmured out the corner of her mouth, "Be nice..."
Remy extended his hand to Logan, who ignored the gesture and crossed his arms as he looked back at Marie, "It's getting late, kid. We should go."
Logan didn't wait for her to reply before he walked away.
Remy looked down at Marie and sighed, "That your boyfriend?"
Marie ran a hand through her hair, "No. He's just a friend...just a friend."
"Well, Marie...if you're ever lookin' for more than just a friend while you're in town, gimme a call...I'm in room 625 at the Bellagio."
She smiled as he laid another kiss across her knuckles and turned around to leave.
Marie walked over to where Logan stood and crossed her arms, "Maybe you should whip it out and piss a circle around me. That should keep every eligible male away."
He scoffed and walked to the elevator as she followed close behind, "Oh come on kid...he's a skeeze ball. That long hair and fake southern charm...guys like him are trouble."
She put her hands on her hips, "Since when do you care about the type of guy I date?"
Logan rolled his eyes and folded his arms across his chest, "I promised to look out for ya, that's what I'm doin'. You shouldn't end up with a player like that."
"No...but I can have fun with a player like that."
He cringed at that. Marie was "the kid". He didn't want to think about her "having fun" with anyone...especially a slime ball like the smooth talker from down stairs.
Later that night, when she climbed into her bed, she whispered, "Hey Logan...you sleep yet?"
He grumbled from his bed, "What is it?"
"You wouldn't flip out on me if I decided to go have a drink with Remy, would you?"
He turned over to look at her, "No...but you better watch yourself. Guys like him are up to no good."
"I know...but I'm on vacation. I wanna have fun..."
He sighed, reached over and picked up a glass of water from the night stand, "Just don't want ya to get hurt, kid."
She watched as he took a sip of his water, "You know I'm not a virgin."
That statement made Logan choke and spit out the water. He coughed and let out a breath, "Well...uh...congratulations...I guess."
She chuckled a little, "I just wanted you to know that I don't plan on fallin' in love with him if I sleep with him...it'll just be a little fun."
"I'm goin' to sleep."
The next day, after they ate breakfast, Marie called Remy and set a date with him for that evening. After some wandering around the shops at the hotel, they decided to hang out at the pool.
Logan had to go buy some swim trunks because he wasn't usually a swimmer, so Marie decided to get a head start on her tan while he was busy shopping.
She slipped into a bright red bikini and covered herself in sun tan lotion before making her way to the pool and laying out on a lounge chair.
An attractive woman with the biggest fake breasts Marie had ever seen sat down beside her, "Hey...do you know what time they start serving the pool side drinks?"
Marie shook her head, "No, but I'd love to find out. I had no idea they offered pool side service."
The woman smiled warmly and laid back on her lounge chair, "Girl, it's fabulous. The bar tender here yesterday made the best Long Island iced tea ever! Cute butt too. That alone made me tip big."
Marie laughed, "Yeah. I just got here last night and I can already see this place is crawlin' with hotties."
The woman laughed, but something caught her attention that made her immediately fall silent. Her mouth dropped open as she nudged Marie, "Oh. My. God...speaking of hotties...check out the ten at two o'clock!"
Marie turned her head to where the woman was gawking and had to stop her own mouth from dropping open. Logan seemed to move in slow motion as his shirtless, board short wearing form made his way toward them.
The woman who was sitting next to Marie scrambled to straighten out her appearance, "Oh my...that's not a man. That is a god! Holy shit! He's coming this way!"
Marie stuttered a little and nodded as she raised her sunglasses and set them on top of her hair. When he finally stood before her chair, he smirked down at her, "Nice bikini, kid...hope you have enough lotion to cover all that skin."
She could have sworn she said something coherent, but the only thing she got out was "waaahaaa..." as she continued to stare at his impeccably sculpted naked chest, arms and stomach.
Logan laughed a little after he followed her eyes to his chest, which broke her out of her reverie. Marie cleared her throat and put her sunglasses back over her eyes, "Hey...yeah. Sun tan lotion."
The woman next to her cleared her throat, "Do you two know each other?"
Marie glanced over at her, "Um, yeah. This is my friend, Logan...Logan this is...sorry, didn't catch your name..."
The woman completely disregarded Marie's existence as she quickly extended her hand to the standing Logan, "Hannah...nice to meet you, Logan...very nice."
He let out a brief chuckle as he shook her hand and noted the obvious flirtatious tone of her voice, "Yeah. Nice to meet you."
Marie motioned to the lounge chair beside her, "You wanna sit down?"
He shook his head and looked at the pool, "I think I'm gonna get in."
Marie nodded as he walked away and jumped into the pool. Hannah gasped and grabbed Marie's arm, "That's your friend?"
"Yeah..."
Hannah's mouth dropped open in disbelief, "Did you two ever hook up?"
"N-no..."
Hannah blinked rapidly as they both stared at Logan as he emerged from underneath the water and pulled himself up over the edge of the pool. Again, he was moving in slow motion. Marie watched as beads of water traveled down his chest hair and for a moment, she wished she was one of those lucky droplets of water...
Hannah gasped again, "My god...you mean to tell me you're friends with that...and you've never had sex with him? My God! How can you...I mean...he is sex, girl...he's sex personified..."
Marie watched as a smirk played across Logan's lips. It was obvious he could hear what big mouth Hannah was saying about him, but the poor woman had no idea he was a mutant with enhanced hearing.
Marie stood, "I'm gonna go check on those poolside drinks."
Logan enjoyed the view as Marie's sexy little ass walked away, but he turned his eyes back to the woman whose tongue was literally hanging out for him.
By the time she returned, Hannah was handing Logan her cell phone number.
After she left, Marie approached, "So do you have your booty call arranged for tonight?"
He glanced at Marie's scantily clad body and couldn't help but get a little distracted, "Sorry...what?"
"Your booty call...all ready for tonight?"
He raised a brow, "We'll see tonight, won't we?"
"No...you'll see tonight. I gotta date with a certain cajun."
Logan frowned.
She took note of his dripping wet chest, "Enjoyed your swim?"
He glanced down at her and smirked, "Yeah. Good for coolin' off. In fact...you look like you could use some coolin' down."
She began backing up as she shook her head and held her hands out in front of her, "No no no...don't you dare even think it!"
Logan suddenly grabbed her around her waist and picked her up as she shrieked and kicked. He jumped into the pool with her giggling, wriggling frame in hand.
After the pool, they got changed and went to Madame Tussaud's wax museum (per Marie's request), did some more gambling, then returned to their room to get dressed for their prospective "dates".
When she came out of the bathroom wearing a purple mini dress, he cleared his throat and nodded, "Nice."
She blushed, "Thanks..."
He held up a drink, "Care for a little party prep, kid?"
Marie took the drink, "Thanks, you better drink up too. Looks like that's the only way you're gonna enjoy your date's incessant chattering."
He let out a sarcastic laugh, "Well at least I'm not spending my night with a swamp rat."
She playfully waved her middle finger at him and finished her drink.
When their room phone rang, she rushed over to grab it, "Hello? Hey! You're downstairs? Great. Be right down." She hung up the phone and turned back to Logan, "Alright. I'm ready to go...don't wait up."
He nodded, but stopped her when she opened the door. He grabbed something out of a paper bag and handed it to her, "Here, kid...take this."
She looked at the black tube he had just placed in her hand, "What is it?"
"Pepper spray. Use it if that dick tries anything stupid. It'll help you avoid having to use your powers on him. It would suck to have an asshole like that lurkin' around in your head...and call me if you need me, ok? I'll have my phone on me the whole night."
Marie smiled warmly and gave him a hug as she whispered, "Thanks". He reciprocated the hug by allowing his arms to snake around her waist as he breathed in the scent of her soft perfume. She pulled back to lay a soft kiss on his cheek, but it ended up accidentally landing somewhere near his mouth.
That soft peck lasted for a bit too long as his grip on her waist tightened briefly. When she pulled back, they stared into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity before he muttered, "Better go...you're gonna be late."
"Right...right. Ok...so, I'll see ya. Have a good night."
As soon as the door was closed, he smacked his own forehead, "What the fuck did you just do, ya idiot?"
The first part of Marie's date with Remy was nice, but she soon found out that he had a gambling issue. He seemed to almost vibrate with excitement whenever they walked by a casino.
After dinner, as they were walking to the concert they were supposed to be attending, but he looked up at the MGM Grand and bit his lip, "Maybe just one game o' black jack, belle?"
Marie glanced at her cell phone to check the time and sighed, "Uh, ok...but the concert starts at-"
She didn't have a chance to finish her sentence before Remy began pulling her toward the casino.
A half hour and a missed concert later, Marie was standing behind Remy at the black jack table with her arms folded. When the man beside him vacated his seat, she moved next to him and groaned, "Remy, I'm leavin.'"
He briefly glanced at her and patted her ass, "Just one more game."
She clenched her teeth and glared at him before slapping his hand away. Marie began marching through the casino, but she felt Remy grab her arm, "Wait! I'm sorry, belle! Really I am...I guess I shoulda told ya I had a little...weakness for the game...won't happen again."
Marie crossed her arms and sighed, "Let's just call it an evenin', cajun. I think I've had all the fun I can handle."
Remy wasn't used to not being let off the hook so easily. His southern charm worked on every woman...
He took her hand and looked into her eyes, "I know I messed up tonight, belle, and I'm dearly sorry for that. Is there a way I could make it up to ya?"
Marie's expression softened a little as she slowly removed her hand from his, "Not tonight, LeBeau...but hey...if you're ever in New York, maybe we can hang out."
He got a funny look on his face and smiled, "What part of New York?"
"Westchester."
The look on his face got funnier, "Well ain't this a coincidence. I got a call from this guy...a Charles Xavier about visitin' some school there."
Marie's expression paled. Was this a guy a mutant? Maybe it was a trap. She couldn't risk exposing the nature of the school to someone who might be fishing for information, so she recovered and nodded.
"Oh...ok. Well, maybe you can gimme a call when you're in town. You got my cell."
She turned and walked away, but he called after her and jogged over to where she now stood. Marie looked up at him with questioning eyes as he put a hand around her waist and pulled her close, laying a sweet kiss on her lips.
He whispered as he pulled away, "You sure you don't wanna continue our evenin' together?"
She nodded and patted his chest as she took a step backwards, "Yeah...maybe we'll see each other again."
And with that, she walked away. She returned to the hotel and hung out at the bar for a while. She was on her fourth margarita when she spotted Logan across the bar...alone.
In her semi-drunken state, she yelled his name. His head snapped around and gave her a curious look, then made his way over to her, taking the stool beside where she sat.
"Why aren't you still out with the swamp rat?"
She rolled her eyes, "He's a gambling addict. Where's chatty Cathy?"
"Don't know and don't care. How many of those have you had?"
She smirked as she clumsily brought the straw to her lips, "Four...wait...this is the fourth. I'm gonna make it five."
"Five?"
"Would that be wrong?"
He raised an eyebrow and motioned for the bar tender, "Shot of tequila."
"Whoooooa! Big man's drink there!"
Logan couldn't help but smile at her loudness, "You should have a shot with me. It'll put some hair on your chest."
Marie set her drink down and moved her long hair away from her chest to reveal copious amounts of cleavage and smiled lazily, "I, sir...do not need hair on my chest."
Logan stared at her chest for a while before quickly turning back to the bar tender, "I'm gonna need to start a tab."
Two hours later, they were stumbling out of another bar, laughing their asses off about nothing in particular. Marie tripped and almost fell, but Logan grabbed her.
She hugged him, "Hey...hey! Guess what?"
He moaned at the feeling of her body pressed so close to his, "Wassup baby?"
Marie unsuccessfully suppressed a giggle, "I agree with Hannananah. You are sex personificated...person...personified..."
Logan laughed as they continued stumbling along, "I need to tell ya somethin' too..."
"Hmmmm?"
"I got a hard on when I saw ya naked..."
Marie playfully pushed against his chest and yelled, "NUH UH!"
"YUH HUH!" he yelled back.
She stopped walking and yanked him to her as she lazily trailed her finger down his chest, "Why didn't ya use it?"
After swaying drunkenly for a few seconds, Logan's lips came crashing down onto hers. He backed her up against the building they were next to and pressed his body against hers as she raised her leg around his waist and grabbed a hold of his collar.
Logan sucked at her lip as he broke the kiss and slurred, "Damn kid..."
Marie laughed and began to walk away as she pulled him along, "Let's go!"
They stopped off at one last bar and had a couple more drinks. As they walked back to their hotel, the bright lights of a 24 hour wedding chapel proved to be too attractive to the extremely drunk friends.
An hour after their drunken wedding ceremony, they were stumbling toward their room, kissing hungrily along the way. Marie wore a cheap little veil and they sported matching wedding bands.
Marie ripped Logan's shirt open and jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist as they practically burst into the room. Logan kicked the door closed as they fell onto the bed.
In her inebriated state, she had a hell of a time attempting to get his pants open, but she eventually succeeded.
Logan laid sloppy kisses across her body as he pulled her out of her dress and underwear. When he sat up to undress himself, he damn near fell off the bed, making her giggle uncontrollably until he climbed up her body and kissed her neck.
That action quickly made her giggles transform into moans of lust.
She arched her back and pressed her naked body against his as she wrapped her legs around him. Her heels dug into the backs of his thighs, silently encouraging him to enter her.
He reached down and pushed himself inside, moaning loudly against her ear as he did so. Marie arched her back and grabbed onto him, bucking her hips upwards as his cock immediately brushed against her g spot.
"Oh god...oh god!" she screamed as his movements grew faster and deeper. He smirked at the sound of her voice. She was in the throes of ecstasy and he could feel her body shuddering beneath him.
Logan sat up, pulled out and flipped her over before entering her again from behind. He reached under her and grabbed her breast as he fucked her with renewed vigor, creating a deliciously obscene slapping noise within the room.
"Fuck me! Harder!"
He obliged by grabbing her hips and yanking her back as he thrust forward so hard, he almost knocked them both off balance. His fingers dug into her hips, probably bruising her in the process.
He threw his head back and yelled, "Ahhh! Fuck baby...you're so fuckin' tight!"
Marie reached down and began frantically rubbing at her clit, "Yes...yes...make me cum!"
He snatched her backwards, making her sit up as he suddenly bit down on the soft flesh of her shoulder, causing her to gasp and yelp. He growled and licked at her skin before pushing her back down and burying himself inside of her one last time.
They cried out in unison as they came together.
They collapsed onto the bed and quickly fell into an alcohol and sex induced slumber.
Coming up: The morning after!
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