Belonging

Ororo ran down the hallway, trying to reach the outside before anyone caught up with her for one reason or another. It’s the first day of summer and she wants to relax in the outdoors.

The 22 years old is in a slinky white maxi dress with spaghetti straps and gold heels. The high slit gave her plenty of room to run and flash her whole leg.

She ran into the unsuspecting Wolverine, she would have fallen if he didn’t encircle her waist with his strong arms. She smiled at the newest member of X-men, he had yet to open up to anyone but Rogue and Jean.

“Easy darlin’!” he exclaimed, “Is there an emergency?”

“Oh no Logan!” she answered, “I am just anxious to get outside and enjoy the first day of summer. I finally have a free summer and want to let my hair down as they say.” She smiled a dazzling smile and was rewarded with a masculine laugh from Logan. A rarity she is sure of! “Would you like to join me in my greenhouse?”

Logan looked startled before an air of calm overcame him, for a split second she saw the true Wolverine. The half man half beast longing for a pack, but unsure he will be accepted. His hold on her waist became tighter, pulling her into his solid form.

“You don’t have to be so nice ta me darlin’. I won’t bother ya.” Ororo felt sad that Logan had no self worth and felt he was saving her from himself. She also took note of how he still held her to him and wasn’t trying to hide his arousal from her. It sat proud and warm against her belly since she was shorter than him.

“I can make you come,” Ororo breathily told him, as Scott, Hank, and Charles walked by.

“Oh my stars and garters!” Hank called out. Logan smiled as Ororo blushed and covered her mouth. Scott glared at how close Logan held Ororo, while the Professor winked at them.

“Did wheels just wink at us?” Logan asked as Ororo gaped at him, “What?”

“You are incorrigible Logan! That is not his name you know.” she told him, laughing as he grinned and released her. Ororo put a hand on his cheek, rubbing the stubble softly. “And you are worthy Logan, join me?”

“Even of a Goddess?” he whispered, closing his eyes to the sensations she triggered in his body with a simple touch. Logan’s eyes snapped open when soft pillows pressed against his firm ones, she was kissing him!

His eager mouth sipped from her innocent ones greedily. Logan moaned and grasped her face, afraid she would pull back from him. He finally felt a sense of belonging.

Finally Ororo was doing her rounds when she heard her name moaned. She lightly padded to the rec room but saw no one, until she heard her name whispered from the couch. She walked over in her silk black nightie and black robe, her hair bounced in curls about her lower back.

Her heart skipped a beat to the sight before her; Logan was lying shirtless on the couch with a raging hard on in his low riding black lounge pants. He moaned her name and stroked himself through the pants, as he arched off the couch.

A blush graced her cheeks and she became wet, Logan sniffed in his sleep and growled. [Dear Lord, he can smell arousal], she thought. She gaped at that, [He must go crazy with all these hormones, and me getting wet when he walks by.] Then she walked closer as he moans and fists himself.

“Suck it ‘Ro,” he moans, “Suck it!” Ororo’s nipples harden and a moan slips from her lips. She freezes as he wakes up and groggily sits up. “Hnnh… ‘Ro?” Whatcha doin’ up darlin’?” He was oblivious to what had transpired just minutes before.

“Hello Logan,” she greeted huskily, which he caught on to. He sniffed, and slowly smirked at the young X-woman,

“Smellin’ good ‘Ro and soundin’ husky.”

“Logan! That’s so rude!” She blushed and went to back when Logan stood up and pulled her to him, his arousal trapped between them. Logan rubbed against her and moaned when she wrapped a hand around him.

“Logan! Logan! LOGAN!”

“What tha fuck!?!” Logan yelled as he fell of the couch. Ororo was tapping her foot and blushing really hard, Jean was glaring while Bobby, Scott, and Remy were laughing. “Whatso goddamn funny?”

“You grunting, moaning, and calling ‘Ro’s name,” Scott answered as Logan stood up, not bothering to cover his hard on. Jean eyed it and Logan felt repulsed by her blatant staring. Ororo was walking to the garage, so he followed with Jean on his heels.

“Jean go bug yer man,” Logan told her, “What do you want?”

“You,” Jean whispered, rubbing his chest, “I can ease the pressure for you. She won’t, you know. You are just not her type Logan.” Logan grabbed her by the neck and turned her to Scott and Remy, who were listening,

“Leave me the hell alone, better getcha girl Cyke.” Logan shoved her to Scott, but Scott let her fall as Logan went to the garage.

Ororo stood in front of the open garage door watching the rain, the mist causing her tight white tank top to cling to her breasts. Logan saw her pant and her nipples poke through, he smelled her musk and tried not to growl.

He watched her run her hands over her large, rounded breasts then pinch her nipples. Logan walked up to her and cupped her breasts from behind, she gasped and turned.

“Logan! What are you doing?” Logan cupped her face and kissed her softly,

“What I should have done.”

Walk Away

A quiet intriguing sound came from the kitchen as I found ‘Ro eating ice cream and moaning. I was bombarded by images of her under me moaning and urging me on. I growled before I could stop it and she shrieked and jumped, dropping ice cream on her breast.

She scooped it up and threw it in the sink she went to wipe her chest but I grabbed her wrist. She raised a brow and I lowered my head and licked the remaining ice cream, she tasted good! I licked up her neck and nipped her chin. I raised my head and pulled back realizing what I did.

“Sorry I scared ya,” I whispered, “Ya taste good ‘Ro.” She blushed and wiped her chest and neck quickly, I stoked her arm to calm her, but it only raised her heartbeat.

We had been keeping our distance from each other since Scott and Jean got engaged, I’m not sure why. I want her but she pulls back. “Did I do something? Yer avoiding me lately.” She didn’t deny it just looked away. She bit her lip leaning against the island, I leaned against it too and stroked her shoulder.

“I want you Logan,” she whispered, “But I don’t want to hurt Jean. She still feels for you I think and it would hurt her.” I cursed Red for making ‘Ro become a martyr.

“She chose Cyke and doesn’t get to rope me off from anyone, especially someone I love and they have feelings for me too!” I told her. She looked up surprised then closed her eyes, I cupped her hip and pulled her to me. “I feel for you Ororo, not her.”

“Ororo how could you?” Jean screeched. We turned to find Jean in a tight nightie and makeup with a red face. ‘Ro blushed and tried to leave, but I held her to me. “I told you I felt for him and you still persue him. I broke my engagement to see if Logan and I can work.” ‘Ro stood frozen and tears finally fell, she looked horrified.

“I’m sorry you threw away your relationship, but I don’t feel for ya anymore. When ya chose Cyke that was it! I accepted it and moved on, ‘Ro picked up tha pieces.”

‘Ro looked at me as I held out my hand to her, she took it. “Yer too late Jean and selfish fer making her give up her happiness fer yer amusement.” I kissed ‘Ro wiped her tears she collapsed against me so I gathered her in my arms. Jean glared as I walked away from her with a goddess.

“Do you see this Cyke?” a gravely voice asked.

“It’s nothing Logan,” a man replied, “They are best friends. Don’t tell me this isn’t a wet dream come to life!” A grunt is the only response as the two women in question started to stir.

“All I know is someone other than me is touchin’ my woman!” gravely voice hissed.

“Your woman!” the man yelled, “That is…she isn’t…how long?!”

“Quit trying to see who is longer!” Jean moaned as she woke up on a very warm squishy pillow. Then she felt it slide against her cheek. She opened her eyes and saw she was lying on top of Ororo. Her pillow was Ororo’s breast, her hand grasping the other and they were entangled with each other. Jean giggled and sat up stretching,

“Sorry ‘Ro, I slept on you. You are still comfortable to sleep on.” Ororo woke and laughed,

“It is okay, I didn’t feel a thing Jean. Through my breasts are sore now!” Logan and Scott cleared their throats, and the women turned to them with wide eyes,

“Havin’ fun with my woman?” Ororo blushed as Logan looked at Jean then looked at her intensely.

“Good morning Logan, we stayed up late drinking I’m afraid and fell asleep here. I hope I didn’t worry you too much.” Ororo untangled herself from Jean and went to Logan, who lifted her in his arms and carried her out. Swatting her ample backside playfully, Logan growled as Ororo laughed and kissed him.

“I don’t wanna see even Jean feelin’ ya up, even in her sleep! Yer mine darlin’, only mine.” Scott and Jean laughed at his possessiveness as he shut the bedroom door.

“I see you two had fun and you won the bet,” Scott told his scheming wife as she crawled to him on the bed.

“Yep, told you they were seeing each other and we could get him to admit it himself,” Jean replied, “Ready to pay up darling?” Scott nodded and kissed her as she slipped off his shirt.

“Oww!” Logan yelled as Ororo hit him over the head with papers.

“Logan, you can’t hand these out!” she screamed at him, “You are a teacher, act like it! No cuss words and quit being an asshole, be conducive. They need our guidance to grow.” Logan smirked and stood up towering over the African beauty, without heels she only came to his shoulders. She was suddenly wary as Logan had that gleam in his eyes before he did something totally unnecessary.

“Ya got a dirty mouth ‘Ro,” he whispered cornering her against the padded wall of the workout room. She was still in her professional clothes, so when she tried to run her pencil skirt stopped her movement. She fell forward, but instead of hitting the floor Logan caught her in his arms. “You fallin’ fer me darlin’?” Ororo blushed then laughed nervously,

“You have a huge ego Logan.” Logan helped her stand up and enjoyed the way she felt in his arms. Her skin was baby soft as he stroked her arms, wrecking havoc on her senses and his. [God she’s cute!]

“You have no idea,” he whispered, then pulled her in for a kiss. Ororo closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss her thoroughly. When they finally pulled apart for air, Logan’s thumb was stroking her cheek and she looked totally ravished. She licked her swollen lips and tasted him on them as she cleared her throat.

“Don’t think you are off the hook,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with glee.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he replied, pulling her to him again tightly about the waist.

“Hey Logan?” a voice called. Ororo groaned as Jean called for him, Logan growled and kissed Ororo again. “Oh, oh my! I’m sorry Logan, ‘Ro. I see you indeed know where ‘Ro is.” Jean giggled as her friend blushed, Logan laughed when ‘Ro shoved him away smiling widely.

Ororo sighed as she stirred her chai, she hadn’t seen Logan for a week. She thought he was busy, but now she thinks he is avoiding her. Suddenly she froze, she felt the heavy gaze of Logan on her; but she kept her back to him.

Logan walked into the kitchen and stopped at what he saw, Ororo leaning on the sink stirring some tea. She looked like an angel in a tight white sundress, her hair in a high ponytail, and bare feet. He saw her freeze, his beast growled, liking that her instincts were aware of him.

He had been avoiding her since the team and kids left on an educational vacation. They were alone with the Professor, and Logan could smell her arousal as they interacted. It was addicting and he felt the restraints on his beast slowly rip as it struggled. He had a meeting with Chuck later to talk about his beast, it was driving him crazy!

Logan walked to Ororo and dragged a finger down her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She moaned softly and that’s all it took for his beast to break free. Ororo dropped her cup in the sink as Logan wrapped an arm tightly around her tiny waist, trapping an arm as his other arm tilted her head.

He inhaled her scent and licked her neck and shoulder, causing Ororo to go weak in the knees. She smelled of fresh rain, sunshine, and earth… He growled and bit her neck hard, suckling it, trying to get as much of her taste as he could before she pulled away. He could hear her heartbeat racing in time with his louder one and smell her wet heat, calling to him. Ororo dug her nails in his arms and felt her core throb hard and quick.

“Oh my god!” she yelled as she orgasmed and slid to her knees with Logan still grasping her. He released her neck and panted, he shook his head clear and looked at Ororo entangled with him and breathing heavy.

“ ‘Ro,” he whispered and turned her face his. She kissed him without question or fear as he leaned into her, until they heard Charles calling them. “Shit, I’m sorry I hurt ya. Damn that’s going to be dark and there fer a while.” Logan kissed the mark lightly and nuzzled it lovingly, feeling his stomach and pelvis clench at the dark lust that welled every time he looked at it.

“Is this why you have been avoiding me?” She looked over her shoulder at him with a smoldering look, and he couldn’t help but kneel behind her press his hips into hers. She grasped his left hip and pulled him closer to her smaller body.

“No, this is,” he whispered as he cupped her mound, “I can smell yer dripping heat every goddamn time I’m wit ya. Ya get wetter and wetter.” Ororo laughed and moved his hand reluctantly,

“We better answer Charles before he sends a search party.” Logan stroked her cheek one last time and helped her stand as Charles came in concerned for them. But Ororo reassured him and made lunch with Logan helping. Charles watched the beginning of something important with a knowing smile.