M rated stuff in this one. Don't own, don't profit.

(Break)

Monday morning Logan actually woke up before Kurt, and enjoyed cuddling him until Kurt woke to some internal alarm. He tried to get out of bed but was stopped by Logan pulling him back in.

"Logan, you know I have to get up."

"5 more minutes."

"Logan..."

"5. I promise, then you can get up and I'll make you green pancakes with pineapple chunks." Kurt sighed and allowed himself to be pulled back against Logan.

"Fine. Zhey better be green, zhough." Logan didn't reply, just hugged Kurt tighter to him.

(Break)

When Kurt came into the kitchen after his prayer and meditation, he found a stack of green pancakes waiting for him, along with bacon and coffee. He sat down beside Logan and gave him a kiss in the cheek.

"Maybe I should stay in bed longer more often."

"Yes, you should. It's nice waking up with you."

"It is. But I have to hurry now, or Scott vill make me do extra training for being late."

"Speaking of Scott, did Jean leave already?"

"I zhink so. Zhe yellow room is empty. I do know zhat she and Scott are on speaking terms again."

"I'm glad. Even though he's a jerk."

"Give him a chance, he may surprise you." Kurt took a bite of pancake and chewed thoughtfully for a moment. "Vhat are you going to be doing today? I have to help Storm zhis afternoon."

"I've got to go talk to Charles about a few things. It's been awhile since I've had a mission, and I have a feeling he's going to have one for me." Kurt frowned. "I know you don't like it, I don't either, but it has to be done."

"I know. I vish it didn't zhough." Kurt finished his food and drained his coffee before standing up. "I must go now, I'm almost late. Love you." He gave Logan a lingering kiss.

"Love you too. Good luck."

"Danke. I'm going to need it." Kurt ported away with a bamf, leaving Logan alone to finish his pancakes in silence.

(Break)

Standing in front of Charles's door, Logan knocked. After a moment it swung open to reveal Charles at his desk with Jean standing up and getting ready to leave. She smiled at him after bidding the professor goodbye.

"Hi, Logan. Sorry I left without telling you, but I wanted to get on the road as soon as possible. Thanks for putting me up."

"You're welcome. Good luck on the new assignment."

"Thanks." Jean gave Logan a quick hug before making her way out of the office, shutting the door behind her.

"Please, sit down Logan. I take it you have something on your mind?" Logan sat in the indicated chair and went straight to what he wanted to know.

"I do. I want to know who Kurt's birth parents are." Charles raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I have my suspicions as to who they are, but you'd have to ask his mother to know for sure."

"And that would be...?"

"I'm sure you know who I think it is. Even Kurt himself has thought of it."

"Mystique." Charles nodded. "How do I get her to talk?"

"You could simply ask her. I have a mission for you that will take you close to her last known whereabouts, if you want to take it." Logan sighed.

"Let me see it." Charles slid a file across the desk to Logan. After flipping through it, Logan looked at Charles in disbelief. "She's a former student?"

"Yes. I have tried many times to get her to come back to us, but she insists it is her destiny to kill non-mutants. It breaks my heart to do this, but she cannot be allowed to continue."

"You'll give me enough time to finish this and track down Mystique?"

"Yes. I'll even give you time off training."

"Nah, I don't need that. Kurt's been helping me practice tracking, so maybe I'll be able to move up a level soon. I'll leave tonight." He left out the part about the prize when he found Kurt.

"Very good. I suggest you not tell Kurt about your planned side trip."

"Wouldn't want to get his hopes up. See you, Charles."

"Good day, Logan."

(Break)

After afternoon training was over, Kurt went home to shower and change his clothes. Storm had the students working on camouflage, so they were all covered in mud. After shucking his clothes directly into the washer, Kurt ported up to the bathroom, turned the shower on and stood under the warm spray for a few minutes. As he was shampooing his hair, extra hands began rubbing his scalp.

"Let me help you with that, you look beat." Kurt relaxed against Logan.

"I am. Scott had us doing drills all morning, and Storm used me for a practice dummy zhis afternoon." Logan gently rinsed his head off, then began lathering him up with soap.

"I was thinking we could have an evening in, pizza and a movie kind of thing. What do you say?"

"I say zhat sounds good. Vhat's zhe catch?" Logan cursed under his breath.

"I have to leave tonight on a mission, and I might be gone for a while. I'll be back for your birthday, though." Logan rinsed Kurt off, making sure all traces of mud were gone from the deep indigo skin he loved so much.

"You promise?"

"I do. I don't care if I have to walk back over broken glass, I'll be here." Kurt turned and rested his head against Logan's chest.

"I hope you don't have to valk through broken anyzhing."

"I do too, but if I have to I will." Logan lifted Kurt up so their faces were level and he could feel how his nearness was affecting Kurt. "So, want to break in the shower?" Kurt grinned despite his tiredness.

"Yes."

(Break)

Logan was sure to check the title of the movie before he took it out of the case, and seeing that it was not porn, he put it in and went back to the couch, flopping down so his head was on Kurt's lap. Kurt ran his hand through Logan's hair before feeding him a bite of pizza. Logan spoke as he chewed.

"I could get used to this."

"Vell, don't. I'm not your servant girl." Logan sat up and pulled Kurt onto his lap so they could watch the movie, eat and cuddle at the same time. As it came to an end, Logan began to tease Kurt by rubbing him through his pants. Kurt tried to ignore it, but soon he was squirming from the sensation.

"Logan, stop teasing me."

"It's only teasing if I don't carry through." Logan bit the side of Kurt's neck and sucked a little, leaving a respectable hickey.

"Vell, I'm still sore from both times last night, and zhis morning."

"Then I guess you'll just have to be on top this time."

"Zhat could vork." Kurt turned so he was straddling Logan and held his hands down as he gently kissed him. His tail snaked up Logan's shirt to tweak a nipple as his tongue gently opened his mouth and slipped inside. He reveled in the moan that resulted from the double assault. Kurt ported them to the bed, then pushed Logan back after removing their shirts.

Logan allowed Kurt to push him back on the bed and bind his hands with a handy piece of rope. He trusted Kurt entirely, so he didn't hesitate to close his eyes when Kurt told him to. Kurt kissed him again, then trailed slowly down his body kissing, licking and biting. He arched his back as Kurt's hands settled on his hips and he felt his breath against his stomach, then his pants were undone and coming off inch by inch. He moaned as he realized Kurt's hands hadn't moved. He heard a zipper, then 2 sets of pants hitting the floor and Kurt was on top of him once more, kissing him with nothing between their flesh.

Kurt's hand nudged his legs apart and Logan tried to relax as Kurt slipped two fingers inside him and began to stretch him. Kurt took more time than necessary, probably knowing that it was sweet torture. Finally the fingers withdrew and were replaced by something a lot bigger. Kurt slowly pressed into him, holding his legs so he couldn't rush it this time. Finally he was the whole way in and he straightened, took Logan's legs, put them over his shoulders and began a slow pace that hit Logan's prostate dead on every time. Logan didn't last long before he started begging.

"Please, Kurt untie me."

"Nein." Another slow withdrawal followed by a slow insertion.

"Please."

"You need to learn patience." Kurt made him beg for a couple of minutes before relenting. He released Logan's legs and lowered himself so he could kiss him while keeping the same pace. His tail untied Logan's hands and he nipped at Logan's neck.

"Open your eyes now, love." Logan opened his eyes to find Kurt's yellow gaze inches away. He wrapped his arms around Kurt and pulled him close to kiss him. Kurt broke away and whispered in his ear again. "Bite me, you know you vant to." Logan abandoned all restraint and bit and clawed at Kurt, leaving marks on his neck and furrows in his back. Kurt let out a moan and buried his sharp teeth in Logan's shoulder, which was too much for him. He came, moaning out "I love you, Kurt." At Logan tightening around him, Kurt came as well, yelling "Ich liebe dich, Logan" into Logan's neck.

They lay there for a while, too exhausted to move. Finally Kurt rolled off of Logan and made his way into the bathroom to start the tub, Logan following close behind. Once they had settled in the hot water, Kurt began to feel the scratches in his back stinging.

"Ow, you really got me."

"No worse than you've done to me."

"Vell, the difference is, you heal much quicker zhan I do."

"Sorry. If I could heal you I would."

"Nah, zhey vill heal. So vhat's your mission?" Logan sighed and lit a cigar.

"I'd really rather not talk about it. It's going to be unpleasant, and if you want to know more, the file's on my nightstand."

"I vill take your vord for it." They soaked for a while until Kurt yawned.

"Ready for bed?" Kurt yawned again.

"Nein."

"Oh come on, don't pull that little kid trying to stay up late thing with me. I know there's a bit of an age difference between us, but I didn't think it was that bad." Kurt splashed Logan playfully.

"Is it vrong zhat I vant to spend as much time vith you as I can before you leave?"

"No, but I figured you'd like to be cuddled to sleep instead of me leaving and making you fall asleep on your own. But since you don't want that, I guess I'll finish packing my saddlebags and go."

"I'm getting out."

"That's what I figured." Kurt ported out of the tub to the bedroom, where he toweled himself off and pulled on his sleep pants. Logan came out of the bathroom drying his hair, put on boxers and flopped into the bed.

"You don't need to brush your hair, just get over here."

"You are not zhe one who vill have to deal vith knots." Kurt finished brushing his hair and jumped on Logan, wrapping himself around the other man tightly. "How long do you zhink you vill be gone?"

"I don't know. I have to do some hunting for the target, so it could be a couple of weeks."

"Vell, don't do anyzhing stupid." Logan laughed.

"That would depend on your definition of stupid."

"Anyzhing zhat could get you killed."

"Ok, so I'll stay away from guillotines. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Love you."

"Love you too." Kurt laid his head on Logan's chest and closed his eyes, content. Logan absently ran his fingers through Kurt's hair until his breathing became deep and even, then he carefully eased out from under him. As he tucked Kurt under the blanket, he smiled and pushed a stray curl off his forehead, then turned to get dressed.

(Break)

Driving down the empty highway later, Logan reflected on the past six months with Kurt. He had been surprised at how well they got along, despite their many differences. Kurt seemed to be able to shake him out of any bad mood, no matter how foul or what the cause was. He was so deep in thought he didn't notice that his speedometer was nudging 100 mph until he flew past he exit he needed. He cursed and did an illegal u-turn to get back to it.