Hello strangers :) hope you're all well and good and enjoying the summer.
As I've said many times, this is just what happens when I find myself bored with nothing to do, the equivalent of me just accidentally sitting down on the keyboard (actually, scratch that, could never happen. My laptop's the most expensive thing I've bought and even though it doesn't really get all that much use, it still is up there in the top 10 most prized possessions and I would never ever sit on it, accidentally or otherwise. So you're wondering, "carmelcate, why on earth do I need to know that your beautiful red laptop is in your top 10 most prized possessions? In fact, why on earth am I still reading this little paragraph?", and my answer to you would be "good point.") So the meaning of the most pointless few sentences I've ever written in my life? Well, simply: there is no story line, this is just me letting my inner fangirl out on walkies and I thought "hey, if my warped mind finds these ideas kind of cute (and not just a little bit sexy, right?) the wonderful world of just might as well".
So that's my explanation for this chapter. I know this little idea's probably been reworked and reworked to death, but oh well.
Warnings!: Well, there's Logan, and there's Scott, and there's a not-so-locked door and a bed. That means male/male relationship, I'm sorry if that kind of content offends you, and if it does then get out of my office, if not then thanks for reading :) x
Oh, and major out of characterness that allowed me to write this fluff :D
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No copy right infringement malarkey intended.
I will in fact shut up now, and if I haven't scared too many of you lovely fanfictioners off with my ramblings... read on my pretties!
Jean (ps... when "this is happening" it means Jean's speaking to people through thought. Stating the obvious i know, but might as well. "Hope you enjoy!")
"Okay, hurry up," I chivvied the younger students into action, trying to sound alarmed and urgent. The professor had warned me that there was going to be a test run evacuation this week and I guess he just had to make it at midnight.
I'd got most of the first floor dorms out of their beds now and they were following me, all hushed voices and terrified little faces looking up at me – I did feel kind of bad for tricking them, but I guess it had to be done, like a fire-drill or something. Well, I guess they weren't that little anymore – Rogue was walking beside me, her boyfriend next to her and trying the best he could not to drool over her all too sexy nightdress.
"What's going on?" She said breathlessly.
"We need to evacuate the school," I replied, "That's all I know," I added, so I wouldn't have to justify the drill.
I opened another door, repeating what I'd said for the last thirty dorm rooms I'd walked into, "We need to get everyone out, come on." It came out a little more sardonic than I had hoped this time, but oh well, they didn't seem to notice.
Storm had got the floors above me, I think, and I could hear Hank moving about downstairs so that meant I only had the rest of this corridor to do. Wait. Where were Scott and Logan?
I paused for thought. Did they even know about the drill? I hadn't mentioned it to them, and it had all been kind of last minute – I don't know when the Professor would have had a chance to do it either, I'd been practically by his side non stop for the past few weeks; using Cerebro took a lot of practise.
Oh shoot, they'd be together. Like, together together – not that I minded – it's just Scott's a sensitive old soul and with me bursting into their room, and the few students who didn't already know that the two shared a bed would find out and the rest would just simply see.
I just thought it was damn hot. I'd had a few issues with it in the beginning of course, it was like any ex moving on but still. Our relationship had fizzled out long before Logan came into our lives. I saw Scott as my best friend now, as he did to me, and I couldn't think of anyone better for him: the overprotective totally head over heels in love, Logan. And Scott was good for Logan, too – he'd been much happier lately. They were perfect together.
I could see that now.
And boy, did I see it in the danger room! I've accidentally walked in on them twice now, in the Danger room, when things obviously got a little bit too heated.
I rounded the corner, having raised a dozen more students, all bleary eyed and asking what was going on. There was Scott and Logan's room.
I gave a quick knock on the door, calling out, "Evacuation, everybody up!"
There was no reply. Scott had always been a deep sleeper. I heard movement though, which meant I'd woken someone up, I hoped.
I knocked again, "Up!"
"Come back later," I heard Logan yell through the door. He sounded a bit strained actually, which must mean that he didn't appreciate being woken up at god knows what time it is for a fake evacuation, not that he knew. Anyway, I digress.
"Who's in there?" Jubilee, who had just been woken up said curiously, "Why don't you just open it like you did the rest?"
Oh that girl was evil embodied. Her little smirk that she was doing her best to conceal made it known that she knew just exactly whose room this was, and who would be in it.
"Fine," I said coolly, not wanting to create a scene and, to be honest, quite wanting myself to see what was beyond the door. I was picturing both men snoozing gently, Logan's arms protectively wrapped around Scott's slim figure, like two birds in one nest.
I knocked again and swung the door open.
Oh.
My.
God.
I did get a picture, but not the one I was expecting.
They were locked together in a passionate kiss, Scott's hands tugging at Logan's hair while Logan himself was above Scott on the bed, the bedclothes pooling at their hips, thrusting. Scott was moaning, Logan was growling – Scott noticed me first and his breath hitched, eyes finding me, face contorted in pleasure, writhing.
"Logan," He hissed. I was unsure whether he was trying to get Logan's attention and put a stop to the embarrassment, or simply calling out his lover's name in the heat of the moment.
Which, let me tell you, was a very heated one.
The way they were with each other... apart from being almost impossibly sexy, was somehow tender and gentle. Just what I would have expected from the slightly more sensitive Scott, but Logan?
Love does weird and wonderful things, I guess.
Logan was still moving, he closed his eyes, arching his back slightly and said through panted breath, barely a whisper, "Jean, get the fuck out."
And I did, closing the door but not before I heard Scott's moans of pleasure escalate into what sounded like-
"Oh my god..." Rogue whispered behind me.
The children! Their innocent eyes! I've traumatised them for life! I whirled around to see the bulk of the crowd blushing and whispering, grinning openly, others frantically asking what had happened that was so important that had made us all stop in their tracks.
"That was so hot!"
"Was someone having sex in there?!"
"It sounded like two guys?"
"It was Scott and Logan!"
"Oh my god!"
"You're so lucky you got to see!"
"I knew it! I knew it!"
"Did you see the way he was holding him?!"
"I know!"
"So cute!"
"Not to mention sexy..."
"That's enough!" I put a stop to the torrents of hushed whispers and giggles with my icy glare #34. I had no idea what to say next, with all of them staring expectantly at me, "Now, that wasn't what it looked like in there..." That was the only thing I could think of? Oh god.
My mind drifted to the other side of the door. Their emotions were really mixed up, which was to be expected after mind blowing sex. I could feel immense pleasure, that was also to be expected but on top of that was annoyance; which was probably from Logan, and complete embarrassment; from Scott.
Good to know they weren't too furious with me. As soon as I realised what I was doing; prying again into another personal moment for the two of them, I butted out of their heads.
I was still standing there, with my mouth hanging open, no clue what to say or whether I should wait outside for them to recover and then give an explanation to the beaming group of gossipmongers.
"I knew they liked each other, but I didn't know that much," Bobby was chuckling to Rogue, while Rogue herself had turned as red as a tomato, rivalling my own blush.
"Isn't there an evacuation going on here, miss?" A student piped up, sounding rather worried.
"Oh," I had completely forgotten, "Yes, yes..." I searched for Storm, extending my mind to her, "Storm is coming down the stairs next to the kitchen, meet her there. Now." I said shakily.
"You aren't coming with us?" Rogue asked.
"No, I'm going to wait and take Scott and Logan to the meeting point, I'm not sure they know where it is..." I lied. Well, only half lied. Logan would have no clue where an assembly point would be, but Scott being Scott...
"Well can't I wait with you?" Rogue asked. She and Logan had always been close, they treated each other as best friends; Rogue always looking to Logan for advice.
The majority of the group was running down to the kitchen, where Storm was, eager to spread the mental picture of Logan and Scott.
"You really should get to safety..." I mumbled, using the fake evacuation card and looking at the door. "And this is a private matter."
"Yes," She agreed, "But I would feel much safer here," She smirked.
"Let her stay," Bobby backed her up loyally.
"Fine, but at your own risk," She probably thought I was talking about the drill. I was referring to Logan's potential wrath, which I could feel bubbling up behind the closed door.
I waited till I couldn't hear the quick footsteps of the other students before hesitantly knocking on the door once more. "Scott? Logan?"
"Fuck! Where's my shirt?"
I shook my head, trying not to find the situation too amusing, despite the fact I was holding back a giggle. I closed my eyes, concentrating, speaking to them through my powers.
"You two do know there's a drill going on, don't you?"
"Scott, did you hear that?!" Was heard. Logan sounded slightly panicky. I resisted the urge to go 'awww', knowing that would only worsen his temperamental mood.
Bobby and Rogue exchanged confused looks.
"Yeah, it's fine, it's only Jean," came next.
"No one told us about any drill!" I heard Logan's yell... and so did the students.
"It's only a drill?" Bobby said, exasperated, "I could have stayed in bed!"
"Bobby and Rogue are out here," I sighed, "Are you two decent?"
"Yeah, give me a minute," Scott yelled back.
I stayed put, smirking I said, "You know, I had no idea you were such a screamer, Scott."
Through the door came Scott's groan of embarrassment, "How many people... saw?"
"About fifty students, but I can tell you, a lot more probably heard it," I giggled, unable to keep my mouth (or mind) shut.
"What's going on?" Rogue asked me.
"Nothing, they'll be out in a minute," I shook my head, still laughing.
"Cruel, Jean!" Logan growled back through the door.
"You two should really get a lock on this thing." I said, slightly more serious.
"That's what I keep telling you, Logan," Scott whined.
"Well now I'm convinced," Logan's voice came back, slightly miffed.
"Jean," Rogue interrupted my thought conversation, "Jean, do we have to go down to the meeting point or can we just stay here, and then go back to bed?"
"I suppose just go back to bed," I mumbled, put out.
"Come on then," Bobby said softly.
"No, not just yet," She giggled.
"Hurry up, you have an audience waiting," I smiled.
The door opened just as I said that, exposing a slightly more dressed Scott and Logan; both looking flushed and annoyed. Scott was at the door, while Logan was sitting on the bed, pulling on his socks.
Rogue merely smirked at them both.
"Yes?" Scott looked at me expectantly. His face was still flushed, his lips still red from Logan's kisses. He was wearing a nice shirt I'd got him last Christmas that did nothing to conceal the bites and hickeys on his neck and collarbone.
"I just wanted to know," I hissed, suddenly pissy, "Why on earth you were doing that in a school, with kids outside! Scott, I expected better from you!"
"As I recall," Logan growled, standing up from the bed and giving me a fully fledged death glare, "You were the one who opened the door."
Uh oh. I'd just yelled at Scott, Logan was going to kill me now. My last words? Oh, let me think-
"I knocked. Twice!"
"I told you to come back later," Logan said through gritted teeth.
"What would you have done if that were a real evacuation then?!"
"That's enough," Scott said quietly, "Shouldn't we be helping with the drill?"
"Fuck that," Logan said dangerously, "They'll be fine without us, Scott."
And with that, he sharply slammed the door in my face.
I could hear Scott on the other side of the door yelling at him for being so bloody rude, and Logan, obviously upset that Scott was angry, taking a far more sensitive and understanding route than he did with me.
Then there was silence behind the door, and I could only begin to imagine what was going on in there...
But no, I was too angry to daydream.
I ended up walking away, stomping out my rage on the corridor floor with Rogue and Bobby giggling in the background, I was unable to take his incessant 'I'm wolverine, I'm a man, I'm a manly man, look at me!' babble. I didn't mind him defending and protecting Scott (whether Scott needed/wanted it or not) because I thought that was damn cute but he was just too aggressive for my liking some of the time.
I guess he did have an excuse to be grumpy. He'd just been interrupted by half the students and I while fucking the love of his life, and five seconds away from coming.
I'd let him off just this once.
As I walked down to help out with the now very insignificant drill, the only thing filling my mind was 'Wait a sec, why didn't Scott make those sounds when he was with me?'.
Hope you enjoyed it, if you have a spare second leave me a review, I'd love to know what you guys think :D
As ever, thanks for reading!
Don't know what you guys think about a chapter Six, but there's one in the making. Now, because I am already late going out, I will simply copy and paste what I've said last time – I'm completely and utterly open to suggestions and stuff too, if you guys have an idea you wouldn't mind seeing written down, or want Logan to do something or Scott to do something, then please don't hesitate. Request away!
I will love you and leave you, thanks again! :)
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