Title: People Change
Disclaimer: Don’t own the X-Men…….
Rated: R/NC-17
Summary: Things are starting to get H-O-T!! LOL Read on!! Y’all are really gonna like this one!!
Chapter 5
Ever found yourself in a love triangle, well our resident weather Goddess was definitely in one. After the ‘accident’ in the greenhouse Ororo headed straight to the danger room hoping to relieve some stress. She wanted to take her anger and frustration out on something or someone before she said by to Forge. As she opened the massive steel doors of the Danger Room she realised she wasn’t the only one trying to let off some steam.
“Hey Roro”
“Hello Scott” She hid her disappointment for not being alone and smiled at him politely. “What are you doing here?”
“I was just trying to work out a little, by the way I wanted to discuss a few training routines with you. The Professor is worried that the Brotherhood might be planning to attack, again, and I need everyone in top shape”
“Can we talk about this in the conference room?”
“Yeah, sure. Just give me a minute, I’ll meet you there”
Ororo nodded and left. On her way to the danger room she bumped into Logan.
“Hey, Ro”
“Logan” the tension between the two was so thick it could be cut through with a knife.
Storm nervously looked around trying as hard as she could to avoid his piercing gaze.
“I have to go” she walked hurriedly towards the conference room not once looking back. Logan was about to call her back but decided against it.
*What the hell am I supposed to do? I need to get away from here, from her* after making his decision Logan headed towards the garage and climbed on his bike hoping to clear his thoughts.
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While Ororo and Scott discussed about the training routines, Rogue and Remy relaxed in the living room watching T.V.
“So, what’s got yah so worked up sugah?”
“Nothin chere”
“Don’t lie tah me, Gambit” Rogue grinned a little at the frown on his face.
“Ya know Remy don’t like that new codename chere” he smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her. Rogue shifted slightly to make herself more comfortable in his embrace and stretched her legs on the sofa. “Remy, yah still haven’t answered my question sugah”
“I don’t wanna see Stormy get hurt”
“What do yah mean?”
“Chere, Logan’s back. I know her, she still has feelings for him”
“Remy, anyone can see she’s in love with Forge and plus she’s got Marcus to think about as well. Am sure that whatever happened between them before is over”
“Remy aint so sure bout that. Have you seen da way she look at the homme? And he does the same, he watches her every move”
“Logan does that to everyone Remy”
“This look is different chere, Remy can tell”
Rogue sighed and shifted again. This conversation was going absolutely nowhere. “Look, Ororo’s a big gal sugah, yah don’t have tah play the role of the protective brother anymore. I know yah care bout her but yah gotta let it go.”
“I know belle, I know” he sighed once again and kissed her forehead.
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Logan didn’t know where exactly he was going but it was better than having to face Ororo again. Things had gotten awkward between them since they kissed just like when they broke up six years ago. He didn’t want to go back to that, things seemed to go well until he kissed her. *I can’t hide my feelings from her anymore, but how the hell am I supposed to deal with this. What if she doesn’t…….no, she must feel something for me, after all she kissed me back* he thought. He reached the top of a hill not too far away from the Mansion. The hill gave a wonderful view of the city. *I bet Ro would love da view from here* it was no use. Everywhere he went he would think of her, of their kiss and the way she felt against him. Logan couldn’t help but think of what it would be to make love to her once again, after all these years. *Ah fuck this shit!!* growling with anger and frustration the wolverine climbed on his bike and headed into the city hoping to get as drunk as his healing factor would allow.
*If she doesn’t love me then I’ll accept it and move on….…but fer now I need to get her off my mind, if that’s even possible*
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“So I was thinking we could get Hank and Forge to work on an upgrade of some sort for the danger room and the security system. Plus we’ll have to make sure that everyone is in top shape, even the younger members of the team. So what do you think of sharing the schedule with me? It would be a lot easier for us don’t you think?”
Silence.
“Ororo?”
“…..”
“Storm!!!”
“Sorry Scott, my mind was somewhere else. What were you saying?”
Scott eyed her with concern, “Ororo is everything okay, you’re never distracted when we talk about important matters…….do you want to talk about it?” he placed the paper he was holding on the table and sat next to her.
“Sorry I was just thinking about something, there’s nothing wrong. Please carry on”
He still wasn’t convinced but he knew Ororo wouldn’t open up to him. Sure they were good friends but the only people who were truly close to her were Jean, Remy and Jubilee. “Well as I was saying we need to organize our schedule for the new training routine”
Even as she listened to him talk about routines and schedules, Ororo couldn’t focus on what he said. *How the hell am I going to be able to face Forge when he leaves with the Professor this evening. Most of all why did I kiss Logan back!! I’m over him, I don’t have feelings for him anymore we broke up years ago, I love Forge now……So why did I feel so good when Logan kissed me? Goddess help me*
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It was about 6.00 o’clock in the evening and the weather seemed to be respectively good, even so Ororo still decided to stay indoors. Jean and Jubilee had just come back from the grocery store with bags full of food and things to fill up the almost empty fridge in the Kitchen.
“Well it seems that we won’t need to fill up the fridge for a little while, heh” said Jubilee as she placed Scott’s car keys on the key rack. “Jean you think Scott will be angry if we tell him you dented his car?”
Jean looked at Jubilee grinning, “Who says we’re going to say anything to him”
They both giggled and sat in the kitchen making sure to put everything in place.
“So what time are you going to start making dinner?” asked Jubilee as she placed a drink in the fridge.
“Ow, about sixth thirty. You wanna help”
“Sure”
At that very moment Ororo entered the kitchen looking rather tired. Jean smiled at her friend and started making some coffee.
“Ororo, are you okay?” asked Jubilee.
“I’m fine, so what did you two get?”
“We just went to the grocery store to get some food. The fridge was totally empty and you know how the guys get when there’s no food” Jubilee excused herself and went to the bathroom while Ororo and Jean talked.
“So what’s going on with you sweetie, you seem really tired” asked Jean. She sat on the table while she waited for the coffee to be ready.
“Jean…..I-I don’t know what to do….”
Jean placed her hand on Ororo’s and gave it a light squeeze. “What’s the matter?”
“I…Logan and I…” before she could finish her sentence Forge strolled in the kitchen. Jean immediately noticed the fact that her best friend didn’t want to talk about this in front of her husband.
“We’ll talk later, okay” she whispered. Storm mouthed a ‘thank you’ to her friend.
“Hey Forge, how’s your arm” asked Jean casually while she poured coffee in two cups, one for herself and one for Storm.
“Well as you can see my arm is getting better, although I don’t see why Hank should follow us. I’m perfectly fine”
“Forge he’s just trying to keep an eye on you. Those wounds were pretty bad” said Ororo.
“I know Roro, I know. So what were you two ladies talking about” he asked innocently.
“Just girl talk, nothing you’d be interested in” Forge watched his wife for a second, she seemed uncomfortable talking to him. “Roro, honey, are you okay?”
“Yes, Goddess, why is everyone asking me this!!!” Both Jean and Forge looked at her with surprise. It was rare for Ororo to raise her voice like that, even when she argued with her husband. *Bright Lady, what is wrong with me. There was no need to yell them like that* she thought.
“I’m sorry, will you two excuse me for awhile” Jean and Forge exchanged looks and looked back at Ororo who was now leaving.
“Forge I think you should let her relax a little. I sense that she’s a bit stressed. I’ll try to talk to her later when she’s calmed down”
“Thank you Jean” he sighed and sat on the table.
“So do you want any coffee? I made some for me and Ororo but…”
“Ow, yes thanks. I could use some coffee right now”
“So when are you and the professor leaving?” asked Jean
“After dinner”
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“Gimmie a beer bub” Logan sat in the bar not really paying attention to anything else but his drink. As he gulped it down he noticed someone watching him, it was a woman. She seemed to look quite young, in her twenties. She had beautiful blonde hair and perfectly shaped legs. Logan looked at her from the corner of his eye and just chuckled inwardly. The woman slowly approached him swaying her hips seductively while she walked. Logan had to admit she was quite attractive but he wasn’t interested, he had the intention to get drunk, alone, and that was exactly what he was going to do.
The blonde sat next to him, stealing a glance at him every now and then. *I’m not in the fucking mood to play games right now!!*
“Hi” the blonde said.
Logan looked at her, she seemed even more attractive from closer but it had no effect on him. Her face was all covered in make up unlike Ororo’s naturally beautiful face. *There I fucking go again, comparing every fucking woman to her, what the fuck is wrong with me!!* Logan banged his drink on the table rather loudly, causing the woman to jump a little.
“Sorry” he mumbled.
She watched him for a second and gave him a sexy smile. “So, what’s your name?”
*Oh Boy, I don’t need this right now*
“What’s it to ya” he responded rather rudely.
The woman frowned and walked off obviously not pleased with his answer. Logan shrugged it off and carried on drinking.
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X-Mansion, 7.00 pm.
Marcus and Bobby had already returned home and made it just in time for dinner, afterwards they joined everyone else in the living room and watched some movies on the giant Flat-screen T.V the professor and Scott had bought jus a few weeks ago.
Forge, Hank and the Professor were about to leave when Ororo came in to say goodbye to her husband. “Hey, are you feeling better now Roro?”
“Yes, I’m sorry about my outburst before Forge. I was just a bit tired”
“I know, just take it easy okay” he stated looking deep into her eyes. Ororo was on the verge of tears, but she held them back. When he got back maybe she would have enough courage to talk to him about what happened between her and Logan. “I-I will” she stammered.
After they shared a brief kiss Forge went inside the Blackbird followed by the Hank and he Professor.
“Good luck, Charles” she said as she put a reassuring hand on the shoulder of her mentor.
“Thank you Ororo. I will see you in three days”
“Bye” after that the professor wheeled himself into the Jet. Ororo walked back to the living room and sat next to Bobby and Marcus.
“Hey, O, what’s up”
“Forge just left”
“Ow I see, ya miss him already huh”
“Well, yes I do” she said giving him a weak smile not knowing if that was the entire truth.
“Scott looked up from his newspaper and looked at no one in particular. “Has anyone seen Logan?”
Ororo suddenly perked up at the mention of his name but remained calm.
“Nope, guess he must have gone out or somethin” said Bobby. Scott nodded and went back to reading his paper. While her husband was busy reading his news paper Jean watched Ororo, she was seriously concerned about her friend.
Storm looked at her son while he slept peacefully in her arms. She smiled at his peaceful expression, he was the only one in the mansion to be able to make her smile even when she was in a fowl mood. It was like he had some kind of aura around him that calmed her.
She absently caressed his hair and looked at Iceman.
“What did you two do today, I’ve never seen Marcus sleep this early”
Bobby smiled and looked at him. “I must have worn out the poor kid. You want me to take him to bed?”
“No, don’t worry I’ll tuck him in”
“Cool”
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After putting Marcus to bed Ororo headed outside for some fresh air. Even though she didn’t want to admit it Ororo was more than curious to know where Logan was and why he hadn’t turned up for dinner and lunch.
As she relaxed on the grass and let the cool air wash over her Ororo reflected on the complicated situation she had gotten herself into. Suddenly the noise of a motorbike engine caught her attention. It seemed to be coming from the garage. She walked to wards it and found Logan sitting on his bike. *He must have just returned from wherever he went* she thought.
Logan sniffed the air and caught her unmistakable scent, he smiled to himself and climbed off his bike. As much as he tried to get drunk his healing factor just didn’t allow it. It was times like these that he hated his mutation.
“I know yer there darling”
Ororo walked up to him and gave him what seemed like a glimpse of a smile.
“Hi”
Logan sighed and got off his bike. He closed the door of the garage and looked back to Ororo.
“Ro…” he was still hesitant about what he was going to say and seeing that Ororo was still uncomfortable with him he sighed and decided to talk to her at another time.
“Forget it”
“No……..Logan, we need to talk” Ororo was as surprised as Logan was when the words came out of her mouth.
“Fine, let’s talk”
“I-I’m not sure how….how to handle this Logan. I don’t know what-”
Logan couldn’t explain what came over him but for the second time that day he kissed her. Ororo tried to fight him at first but slowly gave in, surrendering to him. Logan’s lips weren’t rough and demanding but they seemed soft and passionate. He placed his hands on her waist and pressed her against him. His tongue slowly probed her mouth and met with hers. Ororo felt dizzy with want as he moved his lips to her exposed neck.
“Logan” her moan was barely audible but he still heard it.
“I don’t let go of things I want so easily, Ro” he said as he kissed his way to her mouth once again. Ororo couldn’t help but gasp for hair while his hands roamed underneath her top.
“Logan, wait….please…..not……here” she managed to breathe out.
“Yeah…..yer right” no matter how much he wanted her, he knew she had a point. If anyone saw them, the situation would get even more complicated. And right now it couldn’t get anymore complicated than it already was.
“I’ll come to your room later then?” he asked not ashamed to hide the need he had for her. Ororo gave him a weak smile and blushed a little. “Yes”
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It was around midnight when Ororo heard a soft knock on her door. She knew it was him without a doubt. Her heart had started beating faster as she thought of what would come next once she opened the door. She walked up to the door and smiled as Logan came in. He had changed into his boxers and a white T-shirt, Ororo watched as he turned the light in her room off and walked up to her with a warm smile on his handsome features. He caressed her bare arms and buried his head in her neck so he could inhale her sweet scent.
“Ro, I need to have you…..I-” He was cut off by Ororo’s lips meeting his. Logan wrapped his arms around her and pushed her towards the bed.
“Oh Goddess, Logan…..” he kissed her again, in a more demanding way.
She unconsciously moaned into his mouth, as he caressed her full breasts, alternating gentle stroking with lightly pinching her nipple. His hips dug deeper against her, as their
need intensified, and she hurriedly tugged his T-shirt away. But she wanted more, she wanted the silky feel of skin on skin. That supple, alive feeling was more luxurious than any fabric. Flesh. She needed his flesh against hers. She pulled away just a little and removed her night gown. Logan was holding his breath as he stared at her with utter appreciation for her womanly features. She was truly a Goddess.
Ororo tossed her nightgown to the floor and looked him in the eyes. There was no denying she still had feelings for him, he could see it in her eyes and it made him feel a lot better to see that she wanted him as bad as he wanted her. Logan quickly removed his shorts and tossed them in the same manner she’d tossed her nightgown. Ororo cupped his face in her hands and looked at him intensely.
“Logan, I……I still love you” He watched her move on top of him and trail kisses down his toned chest. He couldn’t help but growl in anticipation as she maid her way down to his throbbing erection.
“Rroo….wait” she looked at him puzzled.
“What’s wrong?”
He turned their position so he would be on top of her and trailed kisses from her neck to her breast. “I want this to last Ro……I want it to be special…...” he whispered weakly as he teased her nipple with his teeth. Ororo gasped and pressed her body harder against him. “Oh yes….Logan please”
Logan felt enormous happiness in seeing her in so much pleasure. It filled his heart for him to know that he could make her feel like that, that he could make her lose control.
He slid his hand between her thighs and made his way to her core. As his finger entered her slowly she gasped at the way it made her feel, Logan teased her with his thumb and watched as Storm pushed even harder against him wanting more contact.
“Logan…...please”
“What do ya want darlin, tell me. I’ll do anything ya want me to”
“Oh, Goddess…..” was the only thing she could say, all rational thoughts were long gone leaving her sensitive to his touch. Every little thing he did to her made her go literally crazy and he loved every minute of it.
“Just tell me what ya want, Ro” he held her hips in place while he went down on her.
“Tell me and I’ll give it to ya…” he purred slowly making his way to her waiting entrance. Ororo gasped in anticipation and ran her hands through his hair.
“Just tell me that ya want me….”
“AHH…I……w-want……you….” She responded with as much breath as she could muster. He looked up at her, Ororo brought him back on top of her and caressed his face. She kissed him tenderly. “I want you” she repeated simply. He sucked on her
neck fiercely, the way that always made Ororo feel as though her very soul was being drawn outward. Then he drove into her deep and hard, and Ororo cried out sharply, as she held his hips tightly against her and ground herself against him. It felt as though her spirit were being drawn from her body, as he tried to fill the void that was left with the sheer size of his body. She realized that she was still moaning, as she wrapped her slender legs about his waist.
He paused long enough for her to adjust to him taking the time to lavish in the wild explorations of her mouth, before thrusting into her again. He started slowly still giving her body time to accept him; but soon Ororo's abandon encouraged him to build up a heady, powerful rhythm. He forcefully slammed into her pulsing body, as though he could finally break through into her and cross over binding them forever.
Ororo quivered as each plunge of his hardness sparked a tightening jolt where he struck deep inside her, dancing along that sweet border between pleasure and pain. Both partners were dancing that line, carried along by a need too long restrained. Her nails bit into the skin of his back eliciting a grunt, before she knotted her fingers into his hair and buried a new series of cries against his lips. His fingers dipped between their joined hips adding to that intense friction which seemed ready to sear them both.
Ororo threw her head back into the pillows, whimpering unabashedly, as she gripped the sheets of the bed, feeling her entire body constricting around this pounding invasion. She screamed out her pleasure, calling Logan's name again and again, as he steamrolled over her orgasm.
He felt Storm finally go limp beneath him, and he slowed, cradling her against his chest and kissing her tenderly. "You're truly breathtaking, Ro," he whispered soothingly. "I want to take you beyond all of this, to steal you away from Forge, and make you only mine." He buried his cheek against hers, and then kissed her with a mounting passion. He could feel her beginning to respond, and he fueled her rekindled desire with his kisses and caresses.
She slowly roused from her languid bliss, as the promise of more pleasure in his arms dawned on her. Logan rolled them over so that she was sitting astride him, as he fondled her breasts and raised his hips beneath her. She moved slowly on him, raising herself until he was completely outside her only to plunge herself upon him again, taking all of him deep and fast. She repeated the maneuver delighting in the freedom of it and the intensity of the depth he could achieve from this position.
"Yes" he hissed
Logan sat up, savaging her breasts and wrapping his arms about her steadily jerking hips. He could feel his control slipping, and he was determined to take her over the edge with him. He traced small circles over her wet flesh, honing in on that point that made her gasp in pleasure and building up a pressure there. Her rhythm broke as she came close to a second shattering orgasm, and Logan grasped her hips with his other hand to steady her. He guided her movements, jerking her down on him and lifting her again.
"Please," he whispered against her throat. "Oh God, Ro!" he panted.
Storm could feel her legs ready to give out, and she rolled him back on top of her as she kissed him passionately. He wrapped one arm around her hips, holding them tightly as he rammed into her repeatedly. Their voices mingled in guttural cries building off one another as they both held onto the burgeoning rapture for as long as possible. Surely enough the whole mansion had heard exactly what was going on in Ororo’s room.
She felt the tension building to an unbelievable height, and she closed her eyes prepared to let it wash through her and leave her destroyed in its wake. Logan's fingers against her cheek surprised her, and she stared at him feeling suddenly lost and helpless against the pull of his eyes. "Don't look away, Ro," he growled softly. She felt the pleasure cresting and breaking loose in another series of powerful contractions. She screamed her satisfaction, calling out for him.
Logan took in the magnificent sight of her lost in bliss, and he drove wildly inside her as the trembling beginnings of her contractions spurred him onward. He started to close his eyes, until the fluttering of Ororo's fingertips against his temple roused him. He stared straight into her luminous blue eyes and laced his fingers with hers, pressing her hand gently as he exploded deep within her core. That glorious tension spent itself in waves of release, and Wolverine physically emptied himself inside her tight wet channel in a series of deep thrusts, fueled by the spasms of her muscles clasping him tightly. Emotionally, he spent himself in those intriguing blue eyes, spilling out all of his careful control and revealing the shattered edges just beneath the surface. He screamed her name again, and she kissed his throat and face, holding him in her arms until they collapsed as one on the tousled sheets.
“Shit Ro…that was…”
“Shh….” Ororo silenced him with another kiss.
Their kisses were no longer urgent and demanding, but instead were gentle and giving. Their exhausted bodies were covered in sheen of sweat, making the air coming from her opened window cool against their skin. Logan wrapped the sheet around them protectively, as Ororo snuggled against his chest. They savored the contentment of still being clasped together for as long as they could
“Logan”
“Hmmn” he replied drowsily, already on the verge of sleep.
“You can’t stay here till morning, you know that” she said as she caressed his chest.
Logan sighed and slowly walked out of the bed and picked up his clothes. He wasted no time in putting his T-Shirt and Boxers back on and kissed Ororo once more before he left.
TBC……
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