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Laying in bed alone with the new day streaming in through the shades, Marie struggled to remember her dreams from the night before but for the life of her couldn't recall a snatch nor snippet. That she hadn't been awoken by nightmares or twisted memories though had her feeling blessed, rolling over and wrapping the blankets about her daring to find a few more minutes of sleep when a knocking came at the door.
"Who is it?" Marie asked with a yawn, running a hand through her sleep tussled hair.
"Ju Bee want's to know if you want chocolate chips in your pancakes?" Illyana asked from beyond the door.
"Yes please." Marie replied, figuring sleep was useless now as she climbed from bed.
The shower was hot, wondering then if she was the first to have hers or the last, caring not as she scrubbed and cleaned hastily hoping it would last. Tying off her hair in a pony tail and wrapping her robe about, she found her way to the kitchen to see Jubilee a veritable flurry at the stove flipping bacon and working at sausages between tending to the pancakes in a cast iron skillet. Watching her with a silly grin, Marie imagined just why Jubilee looked so merry this morn.
"Ya look positively domestic." Marie teased, a raspberry blown back at her.
"Phones still out, boys went ta go do a grocery run for a few things for tonight's din din. Oh and I think Logan took your phone so Moira can text ya whatever skinny she's dug up, we totally didn't wanna wake ya up since ya were rocking Sleepin' Beauty with bed head." Jubilee rambled, stealing a piece of bacon to give to Illyana as reward for her help.
Admitting how much a good night sleep felt, Marie smiled and was about to fetch a cup of coffee when one found its way to her. Having her first sip, she let a blissful sigh free and watched the scene before her, future sister-in-laws giggling and gabbing to another so carefree.
"So Missus Rasputin to be, when are you going to tell everyone?" Marie asked, imagining Kitty's reaction among others.
Jubilee turned to face her, plating a pancake with a few strips of bacon and a single sausage, setting it down before finding her way to a chair. A glance to Illyana bore conspiratorial overtones, the younger of the pair just nodding twice with a smile.
"Well, we gotta tell the parents first, but I can't bear to tell them something like that over the phone." Jubilee started.
"Huh? Ya mean you're gonna wait to tell them in person?" Marie asked, swiping at some of the maple syrup with her sausage to nibble away at.
"Well...apparently..." Jubilee said, looking to Illyana again who just was smiling away with her feet kicking under her chair.
"Piotr's going to let me do it just this once!" Illyana announced.
Marie looked from Jubilee to Illyana, wondering at what was going on between the two when understanding dawned on her. Swallowing her mouthful and washing it down with a cup of coffee, she was about to start her flurry of questions when Jubilee stalled her with a raised finger asking for quiet.
"Well since Pete's not here, and little Yana there wouldn't let me finish," Jubilee said, eyeing her younger sister to be with mock sternness, "I guess I get to offer ya a trip to Montana for the rest of our vacation so we can make our announcement."
"You, you mean we're going to...?" Marie asked, her voice lost in sheer wonder.
"Yep, pipsqueak is gonna get to show off and take us off to the folks. Course...I've only talked to, ahem, Mom on the phone. So like, it's the first time for a face to face. So please say you'll come!" Jubilee asked, her voice trailing to sheer plaintive.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world Jubes." Marie replied.
"You're a lifesaver Roguey." Jubilee said in relief, ambling off for some abused cup of coffee with more sugar in it than was healthy.
"Ya nervous?" Marie asked.
"I couldn't even tell ya, it's not like I've had a normal life, not that any of us have. I'm still tryin' to wrap my head around it, ya know. Anyways enough of me, how are you and rough and rugged doing huh?" Jubilee asked, turning the tables.
"Other than our current dilemma, we're good. We both got our problems, but we're gonna be there for each other ta help, no matter how stubborn we both can be." Marie replied, fiddling with her bacon as she spoke.
"Good. Ya need any help just ask, I owe ya both big after...ya know..." Jubilee said, her eyes drifting back to the stove looking for a distraction.
"I think we all have alotta baggage we gotta work through, as Logan said, I might just have ta go barkin' up some trees to see if anyone else is bottlin' up stuff they shouldn't be." Marie replied with one last sip of her coffee.
"Why do I get the feelin' I'm seeing someone with a pad o' paper and a sofa in my future." Jubilee grumbled.
"If it helps, Logan agreed ta start keepin' a dream diary and see a friend o' Moira's too." Marie confessed with a small smile.
"Actually...that, uh...kinda does. Wow, huh. Did you have to do any ahem, special favours to get him to agree to that?" Jubilee asked bewildered.
"Git yer mind outta the gutter, we got Yana here." Marie growled.
Looking to the younger girl in question, she returned their looks with curious bafflement as she munched away on her pancakes. Breaking into giggles, they spent the rest of their morn finishing off the coffee and cleaning up the kitchen, chatting amongst themselves and teasing another whenever the opportunity presented itself.
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"Think yer folks would like this?" Logan asked holding up a bottle of wine.
"Yes, I'm sure they'd appreciate it very much." Pete said, once again turning his gaze to the assorted bottles of champagne and sparkling wines.
"Ya nervous, ya know, tellin' your folks?" Logan asked, wandering his way off to bottles of whiskey and browsing.
"Only because Mamma will be asking about grandchildren." Pete replied, comparing two bottles.
"Heh, I wonder if Jubes knows what she's in for tomorrow." Logan chuckled, adding a bottle of whiskey to his basket before wandering off to the chilled beers.
"As I understand, Mamma had been asking her time and again about if a ring had found it's way to her finger yet. I think she has an inkling, though she always said it was nice that it seemed she was approved of." Pete called, smiling to himself as he gave up and put both bottles in his own basket.
"You want kids?" Logan asked, browsing the from the English ales off to the German pilsners.
"Eventually." Pete replied, wandering up to browse himself.
"What about the business that gets ya there?" Logan asked with a smirk, a blush upon Pete his answer as his friend did his best to ignore the question.
"Between you and me, I think you and Jubes would make some damn fine folks yourselves. Though I see ya in the role o' Mister Mom, no offense." Logan added.
"Thank you, that does me a lot to me Logan. When that day does come, I can think of no better Godfather than you." Pete replied, a hand landing on his friends shoulder to give a pat.
Logan looked up surprised, disbelief writ upon his face that settled on into a smile with his eyes distant. Though holding Pete as his best friend for years, in that moment the trust between them was proven again anew that left him feeling wholly honoured and humbled all at the same time. Reaching his own hand up to Pete's shoulder, Logan returned the gesture in kind as they stood staring at beers in amicable silence for a time.
"Likewise Pete, that means a lot to me too." Logan said after a time.
Feeling a phone rumbling away in his back pocket, Logan pulled it out for a look, Maries that he had taken before to find a string of texts piling up all from Moira. Fighting the urge to look at them, he excused himself to pay for his purchases and wander off to the parking lot to find some quiet corner to make a call from his own phone. Picked up after the first ring, Moira greeted him in her usual manner.
"What are ye tryin' tae weasel out o' me Mister Logan?" Moira asked.
"Good news or bad news?" Logan asked, realizing he was holding his breath as he waited.
"Business or pleasure?" Moira challenged.
"What?" Logan asked confused.
"Why ye wanna know ya daft fool, this as the assistant Headmaster or as a worried boyfriend?" Moira asked, a loud sip of coffee heard along with some rattling of keys at a computer.
"Just what the heck kind o' gossip is goin' on around there." Logan asked though he found himself smirking.
"Just about the same as I expect from my 'coffee breaks'." Moira chuckled with her gruff demeanour softening.
"Worried boyfriend then ya harpy." Logan barked back.
"Her X-factor is mostly inhibited, there was a subtle difference compared to the patient's records I had from two years ago, so slight I missed it. Good or bad, I will nae know until I get the blood samples of those same patients to run through. My conclusion is that it takes much longer with skin to skin contact for it to happen, whether she is just settin' up a bit o' contact telepathy or drainin' memories and mutations I cannae say." Moira explained all the more clinically.
"Is she gonna be okay?" Logan asked, biting that bullet.
"Time will tell, I've already made some discrete calls for meetings with Mister McCoy and the younger Worthington to talk privately about this. Nae to be downplayin' this for Marie, but if I be finding a similar X-factor in my previous patients this may just have a bigger impact on everyone that took that damnable bit of muckity muck." Moira carried on.
"Have you told Ororo about this?" Logan asked, the implications striking him instantly.
"Yes, and she already has a team o' yuir X-men off tryin' to find out just where he got off tae if our worst fears comes to pass." Moira assured.
"Just tell them to be careful, we still have some business to take care of but I think we'll be callin' our vacation short. If you can't get a hold of us by phone, as of tomorrow just call the Rasputin's." Logan said, running a hand through his hair and letting a growl of frustration free.
"Pete and Illyana's parents, what are ye doin' going there for, and just how are ye gettin' there?" Moira asked.
"You'll find out soon enough, thanks Moira, give everyone our best." Logan said, hanging up the phone without waiting for any further questions.
Shaking his head to clear the whirlwind of thoughts, trying to find the good news in it all and pushing aside the darker implications, he looked up to find Pete standing by the truck making a call himself. Even without his sharp senses he could tell just by his friends posture who he was talking to, always amazed at how a call to his mother stripped the years of maturity from his friend to leave him looking like a young boy. Walking up and throwing his purchases in with the rest of the groceries they had bought, he stood watching and listening in.
"Yes Mamma, no Mamma we'll be careful so no one sees. Tomorrow, I'll ask if they want to be there for breakfast. Okay, okay I'll tell them we'll be there for breakfast. No Jubilation isn't here, sorry Mamma, yes Mamma we're still dating." Pete carried on with his side of the conversation, holding a hand to the phone to let out a weary sigh.
Wearing a grin and chuckling at the sight, Logan watched and painted a picture of the Matron of the Rasputin household that he'd hold up against the reality come tomorrow morning it seemed.
"Yes, we're bringing Logan and Marie. Marie is a friend, yes Mamma. They're dating, I'll tell them that none of that goes on in the house...Mamma that's not what the barn is for! Mamma I didn't need to know that...!" Pete carried on, his voice raised at the end and his face bright red when his jaw fell to hang open in silence.
"Yer mother dearest just tell ya she used ta go for a roll in the hay?" Logan asked with a smirk.
"Mamma, I love you but I have to go. We'll see you tomorrow. Tell Pappa I love him. Goodbye." Pete said quietly, hanging up the phone before falling to into a squat with his hands covering his face.
"Want ta get a brew and a bite before we head back?" Logan asked, offering his hand to help his friend up.
"Yes, yes I could. You can drive back, I need to forget that my Mamma just told me I was conceived in the hayloft." Pete said sullenly.
Breaking out into laughter, Logan slapped his friend hard on the back and guided him off to the shotgun seat. Climbing in and bringing the truck to life, they headed off to the local bar and grill in the one horse town they had found backtracking their way to civilization so they could enjoy their last night at the cabin in high spirits. Intent on wiling it away with friends, food and drink.
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"Run away!" Marie yelled at the top of her lungs, taking Yana into her arms and kicking the door open.
"What?" Jubilee asked as she stepped out of her bedroom.
Catching a movement from the corner of her eye, she turned to look at a sight that had her freeze in place and stare into the beady eyes of a skunk with it's butt raised. Too nervous to even move her head, she looked to the door and saw both Marie and Illyana staring at her from a very safe distance away.
"Don't move!" Marie whispered though more easily read from her lips.
"No, really?!" Jubilee mouthed in reply.
Looking back to the intruder, it had lowered it's behind and waddled back to a wall to stare her down. Caught in a stand off that neither could win, she started wondering just how in the heck it had gotten into the cabin in the first place. The rusty creak of the door rattled away as it was propped open, the skun looking off to it before looking back to Jubilee.
"Look Pepe, there's a nice skunk striped lady that away." Jubilee whispered, daring to turn her head enough to find Marie glaring at her.
"Here I am tryin' to help ya Lee, I should just leave ya." Marie whispered back.
"It's kinda cute." Illyana remarked, laying out some nuts leading off from the door.
"We have got to work on your definition of cute Yana." Jubilee whispered.
Watching it waddling off towards the door to nibble away at one of the nuts, Jubilee waited until the most dangerous butt she'd seen in her life finally passed the frame before racing into one of the bedrooms to make her escape out the window. Rallying with her friends a safe distance away, they watched the skunk finally find it's fill before vanishing into the forest.
"Ya think there are any more in there?" Marie asked with a glance to the cabin.
"You wanna go check?" Jubilee asked.
"Not it!" Illyana said, beating them both.
"We weren't even, you little sneak." Jubilee grumbled.
"Not it!" Marie chorused.
"Well if you think I'm goin' on in there, I got news for ya." Jubilee growled, glaring them both down.
"I left the stove on, I was boiling a kettle for tea." Marie confessed.
"You...oooo...fine! But if I get sprayed I'm coming out Scarface with the bugger so you can meet my little friend." Jubilee grumbled as she stalked off to the cabin, warily walking in.
A few minutes later Jubilee came out smelling just as she had left, though carrying two cups of hot cocoa and one cup of tea. Passing them off, they wandered off down to the rocky shore to admire the view.
"Totally see why the guys like doing this, lets you just step outta yourself and just gain some perspective." Jubilee remarked after a while.
"It surely lets you step back to do some thinking." Marie added.
"How do ya think everyone is doin' back at the homestead?" Jubilee asked, finding a rock to throw off into the lake.
"Theresa and Bobby didn't have much to say, same for Moira. Guess the usual. I think I'm gonna have ta be callin' Layla tomorrow to find out how she's doin', her and Abby both." Marie replied.
"Be sure to dig for some gossip about whether Bobby and her are havin' some cuddle time yet." Jubilee chuckled.
"I can't even remember if I told her he's an ex, I should tell her so it's not awkward later on." Marie said thoughtfully.
"Speaking of cuddle time, have you and Logan been gettin' any?" Jubilee asked quietly, a look thrown to Illyana walking off in the distance rock hunting.
"That sounds like a loaded question." Marie replied just as quiet.
"Hey, I just meant have ya been ya know, intimate. Not the kind that would have ya needin' to go loaded for bear." Jubilee teased.
"Well, after dinner yesterday Logan did give me one hell o' a back massage." Marie replied.
"Was it any better than the front massage I saw him givin' ya down on the dock." Jubilee asked with a grin.
"Jubes!" Marie hissed, looking off to Illyana again though she felt herself blushing.
"Heh, your voice says no, your face says maybe. Seein' what that man can do with his hands on his Harley has me figurin' just what he can do for the other lady love in his life." Jubilee teased.
"Other?" Marie asked, her heart skipping a beat.
"Yeah, her names Veronica. Don't worry though, I don't think she's the jealous type." Jubilee carried on with a hint of a smile shown over the rim of her mug.
"Who's Veronica!" Marie demanded, though understanding dawned on her a moment later. "You mean his bike! Not cool Jubes."
"But so worth it just for the look on your face, I totally couldn't resist the day I caught him talkin' to his bike. Wind musta been favouring me that day." Jubilee chuckled.
"So Logan's good with his hands?" Marie asked after a few moments to collect herself.
"You tell me." Jubilee said with a wink.
Enjoying an indulgent smile at the memory of her first night down at the dock, she knew she didn't have to. Finishing the last sip of her tea, she set the mug down and laid down on the warm rocks to stare up at the cloudy sky. Wondering just when the gents would be back, she turned to look to Jubilee and caught her staring after Illyana again in a way she had caught her doing time and again when she surely thought no one was watching.
"You looking forward to having a little sister?" Marie asked.
"Yeah, been thinkin' of her for that way for a good while now, but it'll nice to be making it official. Having someone to call Mom and Dad again, to go for Christmas and have dinners at and all that stuff...I've missed out on." Jubilee replied with her gaze still on Illyana.
"I know how ya feel." Marie replied wistfully.
Jubilee turned to look to her, her hand reaching out for them to embrace in a simple gesture that spoke volumes. Marie looked to the touch and tightened her grip fearing that she might not be able to enjoy something so meaningful.
"Not like we were buds or nothing back in the day, but I knew we both had one thing in common bein' runaways for different reasons. What's the four double one on your folks if ya don't mind me asking." Jubilee inquired with a kind smile.
"Even if I did I think I'd owe ya for what I saw by accident, but I don't mind Jubes. I got over it a long time ago, when it happened...hurting Cody, finding out in that horrible way. Things around the house were bad, so I ran. Couple of years back I called a cousin, he was a bit surprised to hear me call actually." Marie started.
"Surprised, oh hey it's been ages, or surprised why the hell are you phonin' me?" Jubilee asked.
"Been ages. He was someone safe I could call about it. After catching up I bit the bullet and asked him about my parents, well...he got quiet about that time. Long story short, I don't have any parents anymore, but I got at least one cousin who told me to stop on by if I'm ever back down in Merdian." Marie finished, surprised to feet her eyes a touch misty thinking she still had one family member left to her.
"Shitty to hear about the folks, but nice on your cuz. You ever thinkin' o' paying him a visit?" Jubilee asked.
"Someday, just not ready yet. I've made sure to stay in touch though, nothing crazy, just phoning on Christmas and birthdays. But I really think I have all the family I need, I'm really looking forward to Christmas this year after finding that album in the office." Marie said, smiling at the memory of so many happy images captured.
"Pfft, it's all about Halloween." Jubilee remarked.
"Why does that not surprise me." Marie chuckled.
"Free candy and costumes, what's not to love." Jubilee giggled.
Letting a comfortable quiet fall between them, Illyana joined after a time and sat between them pointing off to curious clouds and birds flitting through the sky. With the sun hanging low on the horizon the distant sound of a truck winding it's way through the wooded lands heralded the return of their beaus and one wayward brother. Waiting for them where they were, they were joined a short time after the slamming of truck doors broke the quiet.
"Who wants dinner?" Logan asked, carrying a bundle of wood in one hand and a grocery bag in the other.
"What's cookin'?" Jubilee asked, Illyana already on her feet peeking into the bag Piotr carried.
"Hot dogs!" Illyana cheered, pulling a package out.
"Figured we'd finish this trip in style, with a good ol' wiener roast and s'mores for dessert." Logan chuckled, throwing the wood down and passing off the bag of groceries.
"Where are we gonna cook 'em?" Marie asked, glancing about.
"Here looks plenty good enough, hey sparky, got a light?" Logan asked.
With the gents fixing up the fire pit with found stones and kindling, the ladies wandered off through the woods looking for sticks with Illyana having say over every last one of them. Pointing her finger in a pantomime pistol Jubilee lit the fire with a purple puff of glowing light that erupted with a loud snap. Skewering their hot dogs, dinner was served with banter over the results, some eating straight from the stick while others enjoyed theirs on toasted buns warmed on the rocky ring.
"Well I guess if Yana gets to show off tomorrow I might as well get my turn tonight." Jubilee said some time later, licking the last of her chocolate from her fingers.
Watching her wander off down to the dock, Marie settled against Logan to enjoy the show, catching an eager Illyana siting with her brother. Nothing happened for a time, Jubilee standing down at the edge of the dock with the evening sky unfolding above her. Content in his arms though, she didn't care how long it took. The first trailing spark of green raced into the night sky to burst with a crackling bang, joined by purples and pinks and blues. Twirling together like birds in flight, they burst one after the other in a dazzling display that was filled with whimsy and mischief.
"Feel up for a repeat performance?" Logan whispered with allusions to another amorous night.
"Did you have to ask?" Marie replied, rolling in his arms to place the first of many a kiss under the sparkling sky.
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Marie woke with the dream still fresh in her mind, hands roaming her flesh and finding those places that tickled and teased her so intimately. Butterfly kisses trailed up her spine, the sheets tangling about them as they wrestled in the throes of their passion. Her eyes fluttered open to look upon the man she loved, the only she'd let caress her, a face she knew though caring for in a very different way, big gentle Pete. Her face flushed and her breath coming ragged, she looked to her friend and found her still fast asleep in the depths of her dream with the occasional mewling whimper heard.
"Sweet dreams Jubes." Marie whispered, easing out of bed and finding her robe.
She felt relieved, that whatever was happening wasn't as horrid a curse as she had before, that so far it seemed a curious dreaming of another's dreams as she lay next to them. Finding the door to the cabin open, she walked out to find another awake then smoking a cigar with his eyes lost to the moon. Logan paid her no heed, though he surely knew she was there as she settled down in the chair next to him, his hand finding hers so easily. The silence was comfortable, the night filled with the songs of night birds and the concert of crickets playing, the lapping of waves down at the lake and the cry of a loon.
"Nice night huh?" Marie asked quietly.
"Yep." Logan replied, his fingers twisting through hers as he clasped her hand in his.
She wondered what had him out at such an hour, the new day still young with the night still stretching onward to the dawn. Though there was a sadness to him that she hadn't expected to find, knowing his nights past to have been filled with fear and pain, instead he sat with almost a serenity to him as he looked on to the heavens. His hand was warm in hers, his touch gentle as his thumb trailed circles against hers.
"Are you alright Logan?" Marie asked finally.
Taking a pull of his cigar with a thoughtful look, he rest the rolled tobacco in the ashtray nearby and let the smoky breath free. She couldn't help herself taking a heady breath of it, savouring it so strangely intimate.
"Don't rightly know Darlin', keep tryin' to remember something I feels important but I just can't find it." Logan said softly in reply.
Something about his calm unnerved her, climbing to her feet and standing before him with their hands still held, the light of the moon shining in his eyes as she looked to Logan. Whether the intimate moment she counted herself blessed to have bore witness too or the dream filled with feelings though not her own ones she could relate too all so well, Marie found herself longing to find brightness in the moment and she longed to share that with her love.
"Lets go for a walk hun." Marie said softly, tugging at him until he found his way to his feet.
"Where we going?" Logan asked, snatching his stub of a cigar before following after her.
"To find a hill that you could reach out and touch the moon from." Marie said grinning at the memory of a moment she had shared the day before.
A glance showed her the curious expression Logan had, wondering just how the single arching of an eyebrow with a look of disbelief could look so damned sexy. Daring to shrug it off for then, she lead the way wandering down all the trails cut into the brush along the hill that hung over the lake. In places rocky clefts dropped off with trees hugging against them valiantly defiant with their branches reaching for the sky. Lost to visions of her friends standing silhouetted against the moon, longing to find that very place, Marie cried out as she felt herself tumbling towards the earth with her toe caught on a creeping vine.
"Easy there Mare, I got ya." Logan said, holding her in his arms having caught her.
Eased to the forest floor, she looked up to him and only saw his shadow against the night sky, wondering just what it was he saw in her eyes as they looked so longingly for his. Her answer came as he laid gently overtop her, his breath mingling with hers as their lips hovered near another. The kisses that came were gentle and careful, exploring her slowly and savouring her it seemed.
"What brought that on..." Marie asked breathlessly as their lips parted.
"I need a reason ta kiss ya?" Logan asked softly with a playfulness finding his voice.
A chaste kiss her answer, she urged him over and sat atop him looking deeply into his eyes, finding the sadness still lingering in his gaze. Trailing a finger down along his jaw to his rest a thumb against his chin, she parted his lips and kissed him again seeking to dispel the dour mood that seemed to hang over him.
"Ya never need a reason..." Marie whispered in their nearness, settling down in his embrace to stare off into the dark woodlands.
"Ya have any dreams tonight?" Logan asked after a while, his fingers stroking and teasing her hair.
Blushing again at the memory of her borrowed dream, she caught him looking to her curiously then, her cheeks going even redder. Her heart started pattering away, thinking of the dream though with the face that should have met her in that moment that had shattered the illusion. Even as she laid in his arms feeling content and cozy, the dream she had shared brought back her fears wondering just how long she'd be able to enjoy moments such as this.
"Logan?" Marie asked, biting her bottom lip in indecision.
"Marie?" Logan asked, his hand reaching to gently stroke her cheek and to run a thumb down to the tip of her chin.
"You said you'd follow my lead?" Marie asked feeling nervous, her hand reaching into the pocket of her robe and finding just what she had left there just incase.
"To hell and back Darlin', just as long as ya don't got any worries ya figure ya might go regrettin'." Logan said, his moonlit eyes earnest.
"Then, then I want to, to know you like in my books. I want have as many of these moments as we can incase, incase my powers are coming back. Incase we don't have all the time in the world. Logan, I want you to make love to me." Marie said, stumbling at times to find just the words she longed to say.
Staring into her eyes, she caught herself reflected in them as he looked to her in searching, nodding her ascent as he reached up to ease the edges of her robe from her shoulders. His hands were gentle, slow and deliberate as he revealed her to the night and looked on her in appreciation and admiration. Worshipping her with his touch, she clawed away at his last garments to cast them off without care, nothing between them now but their own inhibitions.
Tearing open the little neatly pressed package, she knew she was ready for this moment more than ever, a sputtered giggle erupting as she caught the scent of bubblegum hanging in the air and the bright pink in her hands. She would have to find someway to return the kindness to Jubilee, for now though she succumbed to her own desires and let Logan have his way with her trusting him wholly as only lovers could.
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Author's Note : Many thanks to everyone, sorry this one took a bit longer than I expected to get out :) Enjoy!