"Remy...I'm not ready for that..." Marie said as she put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him away.
The cajun groaned in frustration, "I'm just tryin' to kiss ya, belle."
"I know, but I'm just-"
He cut her off, "It's someone else, isn't it?"
She gave him a long look and sighed, "Remy...look, I-"
They were interrupted by Logan's arrival, "Not walkin' in on anything, am I?"
Logan walked into the den with his hands shoved in his pockets. He knew he wasn't really walking in on anything...he would have smelled Marie's arousal if he had. Remy gave him an annoyed glare and turned back to Marie, "I'll see you later, belle."
Logan tensed a little as Remy kissed Marie's cheek, stood and walked out.
She sat back against the couch with crossed arms, fully frustrated with her predicament. She like Remy, but she was married to a man she was so sexually attracted to, she had to stop herself from drooling in his shirtless presence. He sighed and frowned, wishing he could throw her down and kiss her to make her forget about that idiot swamp rat.
He nudged her, "You look like you need to work off some stress...come on."
About a half hour later, he had successfully dragged her down to the Danger Room. Before they got changed in their X Men Gear, they went up into the control booth to pick their simulation and difficulty level.
"Would you stop?" she exclaimed as she swatted his hand away from the controls and reset the difficulty level back down to 4 from his 9. She rolled her eyes at his smirking, "I am not in the mood to kill myself working out today."
"Fine...then I get to pick the simulation."
She crossed her arms, "Is it gonna involve a scantily clad Mystique?"
He raised a brow, "Why? Jealous?"
"You're a jerk."
"Ah come on, kid...you like it that way."
The mischievous glint in his eye made her smile. She murmured under her breath, "You fuckin' drive me crazy."
As she turned back to the controls, he decided to just make a move and see what happened. What was the worse that can happen?
He stepped up behind her and placed his hands on her hips, cautiously pressing his groin against her ass as he leaned over and breathed against her ear.
At first, she stiffened, but as his lips found her neck, her body began to relax. Her breathing grew ragged as he whispered against her skin, "You drive me crazy, too, kid."
He let out a loud "oof" as her elbow connected with his stomach. She turned around and put her hands on her hips, "Just what the fuck do you think you're doin', Wolverine!" Logan held his stomach for a second, then straightened. He stuttered a little, but she was still ranting, "We can't just get married, have drunken sex then have non...drunken...sex! It doesn't work that way! We need to make a clean break from this and move on!"
"It'd be a lot easier to do that if you'd stop staring at me like I'm a damn piece of meat!"
She scoffed and crossed her arms, "I do NOT stare at you like you're a piece of meat..." Ironically enough, she picked that inopportune moment to allow her eyes to wander down to his arms.
He pointed accusingly, "See? You're doin' it again!"
"You're an a-hole!"
"Yeah? Well you're a cock tease!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
They were barely an inch in front of each other as Marie almost growled, "Fuck it."
She suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and forced his lips down to hers, kissing him so hungrily, she almost bruised her lips against his. He gripped her waist and yanked her body to his as he eagerly returned the kiss.
He lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the control panel as he reached beneath her skirt and snatched off her panties. She whispered against his lips, "I want you so bad..."
Logan smiled as he ran his hand up her legs and got a whiff of the sweet scent of her arousal. Oh yea...he was going to remember every delicious moment of this...
Marie ran her hands beneath his tank top in order to get a good feel of his abs before undoing his pants and yanking them down off of his hips just enough to free his erection.
His lips moved from her lips to her neck as he sucked and bit at the soft flesh there. He growled in anticipation as she took a hold of his cock and began guiding it toward her awaiting entrance. He was surprised by the fact that she didn't seem to care too much for foreplay...but then again, they were in the Danger Room Control room...
He grabbed her ass cheeks and yanked her to the edge of the control panel as he impaled her on his dick, making her throw her head back and cry out in pure ecstasy.
Logan kissed up her neck and chin as he began to quickly and forcefully move in and out of her. She wrapped her legs around him and bit her bottom lip as he leaned down and kissed her neck, yelling out, "Fuck baby...you feel so good!"
She quickly covered his mouth, afraid some random person walking through the lower levels might hear the Wolverine's roars of ecstasy.
Her fear of getting caught was nearly realized when Logan pulled out, spun her around and bent her over the control panel. As he re-entered her, she looked down into the Danger Room to see Peter, Storm, Jubilee and Kitty standing there. She couldn't hear them, but she could tell they were doing a pre-simulation briefing.
Marie was caught off guard at the deep, brutal thrusts Logan began favoring her with once she had turned around, so she put her hand against the glass in front of her to keep from falling forward.
The thump of her hand against the glass made the people below look up into the dark control room.
She knew they could only see her, leaning close to the glass, looking extremely flushed. Logan started to move his hand beneath her shirt to grip her breast, but she grabbed his hand and squeezed, stopping him. She whispered urgently, "People...down there..."
Logan slowed his movements and grunted, "Shit."
Storm signaled for Marie to turn the two-way microphone on so she turned around and looked at Logan, held a finger up to her mouth to signal for him to be quiet before she reached over and clicked the mic on.
Logan was too close to stop...he was going to get his and she was going to get hers, so he resumed his movements, only much slower and more deliberate. Marie struggled to make her voice sound normal as she spoke, "Hey...you guys...uh...oh...doin' a session?"
Storm nodded, "Yeah, were you?"
"Um...no, just checking the programming...you uhhh...you uhhh...uhhh...need me to load a simulation for you?"
"Yes, please. Difficulty level 7, 2020 Brotherhood Attack #12."
"Mmmmm...alright. Coming...coming...right up."
Logan smirked as she flipped the microphone back off. He gripped her hips and began fucking her harder as she turned on the simulation, making the Danger Room too dark for the students below to see anything in the booth.
She whimpered and bit her lip, "Oh god...hurry up! Make me cum!"
He happily obeyed as he began lustfully yanking her back onto his cock. He dug his fingers into her hips and thrust forward one good time as she struggled not to cry out through her orgasm.
She covered her own mouth as her body shuddered violently in ecstasy. Logan's climax was so violent, he lost his balance and made them both stumble forward. Marie stuck her hands out in an attempt to catch herself from falling, but accidentally flipped a switch, abruptly ending the Danger Room session.
Logan's quick reflexes snatched her back away from the glass front of the booth, sufficiently moving her from view. He had faintly heard Storm call her name through the thick glass and cursed when he heard her tell the rest of them to wait while she went up to the control booth to check things out.
"Fuck! She's coming!" Logan said as he helped Marie up and began pulling up his pants.
"What?"
He paused briefly, "Storm...she's coming."
"Fuck!" she exclaimed as she began straightening out her clothes. She rushed out of the control booth, being sure to close the door behind her. She intercepted Storm as she was coming up the stairs.
Storm gave her an odd look and Marie knew why. She looked a mess...her hair was a tangled mass, her clothes were disheveled, her face was flushed and she was sweating.
"Heya Storm...wassup?" she panted.
"Uhh...everything ok in there? The simulator's not on the fritz again is it?"
Marie raised her brow, "The simulator? No...I think it's fine, I just think the projector accidentally cut off, I'm sure it'll be fine. Go back down and I'll try it again...I'll monitor it...go ahead."
Storm gave her another funny look before descending the stairs and re-entering the Danger Room.
Marie reset the simulation and turned to Logan, who seemed to still be attempting to catch his breath. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, but soon, a look of alarm etched across her face, "Where are my panties?"
Logan smirked and held them out as they hung on his index finger. She smirked back at him and snatched the silken fabric away. They stood in silence, watching the team in the simulation until Logan spoke up, "I should go before they get outta there."
She nodded in agreement. He was about to walk out, but it didn't feel natural to just leave, so he took her by the waist, pulled her body against his and kissed her lovingly on the lips.
To his satisfaction, she returned the kiss. He could feel her eyes on his back as he left the room.
The next night, Marie sat in the kitchen, staring down at her second piece of chocolate cake. She knew she shouldn't be eating it, but it was the only thing keeping her from walking into Logan's room, stripping naked and jumping on top of him.
Their incident in the control room hadn't been talked about...but damnit she wanted to do it again...over and over and over again.
Her body craved him more than it craved the piece of chocolatey goodness that was sitting in front of her.
"Oh who the fuck am I kidding?" she said out loud, to no one in particular.
She scooted back from the table, stood and marched out of the room, heading straight for his room.
On the way, she almost hoped someone would intercept her and keep her from making such a stupid, impulsive decision...but no such luck. Before she knew it, she was knocking on his door.
When he opened it, she smiled timidly at his shirtless frame, "Can I come in?"
He nodded and opened the door wider, allowing her entry. As soon as the door was closed behind her, she turned around and yanked his body to hers, wrapping his lips in a passionate kiss.
"Mmmm baby...I was hopin' you'd come..."
She smirked as she stripped out of her robe, "Oh you better be sure I do...twice."
Logan growled as he snatched her body back to his, picked her up and carried her to the bed.
That night, they provided each other with hours of pleasure that was nearly unbearable.
Every surface of his room had been christened by the time he pulled out of her and flopped onto his back next to her on the bed as they both panted heavily. She trembled and laughed wearily, "Oh god...Logan..."
"Just Logan works, kid."
She smiled and glanced at the clock, "I better get goin' before Storm gets up for her early morning Pilates."
He stared at her naked back as she sat up and began trying to dress, but he leaned over and laid a sensual kiss on her shoulder blade and whispered against her skin, "Stay..."
She closed her eyes and smiled as he kissed up her neck, "I don't think I can..."
Well that was enough for him. Logan wasn't going to beg anyone for anything. If she wanted to go so badly...she could go. He plopped back on the bed and ran a hand through his hair.
Maybe he was mistaken, but the look in her eyes told him she might have been a little disappointed he gave up so fast.
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