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Post by Jean Grey on Oct 17, 2011 16:54:43 GMT -5
Jean gasped as she felt him pick her up and latch onto her neck. He was excited and so was she. Her fantasy of having him was finally coming true. His hands moved to feel her body. She winced a little as they ran over the many scratches on her body. She had no idea where they had come from. The other night she had gone out for a bite to eat and the next thing she knew she was awaking in her bed at the mansion. Her clothes were ripped and she was covered in scratches. There was also a dark bruise on her neck. She didn't know what happened but she remembered she had a dream about a large animal with sharp claws.
She pushed the thought out of her mind as she latched her arms around him. She pulled him down to her as her hands ran down the well toned back of his, feeling every muscle he had. Her leg wrapped around his waist keeping him close to her. As his hands moved more and left scratches down his back. She was an animal herself tonight and she was enjoying every second of this. Her heart was singing as she laid back on the infirmary table and looked up at him. Here was the man who had so fervently chased her and now she was finally giving in. She reached up and pulled his face to her. She kissed him passionately. As things heated up she whispered one word to herself. She didn't care if Logan heard or not.
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Post by logan on Nov 28, 2011 7:28:30 GMT -5
Logan felt those fingernails as they raked down his back, causing a low growl to escape his lips. She wasn't wanting romance tonight. No, she was wanting it right now, rough and ready. Well if she wanted the animal, she would get him. He pulled her hips against his hard, marveling at how well they fit together. He enjoyed that kiss but what really finally sent hime over the edge was that single word she whispered to herself. It was on. He slipped his fingers under her shirt and yanked it up over her head, not caring if it ripped, tossing it aside casually. His hungry mouth found the exposed skin, tasing every inch of her as he made his way down to where she was most potent. With a flick of the wrist those shorts were lying on the floor, his own jeans sliding easily down. Now it was time to take her like she wanted....
((Fade to black))
Logan lit up a cigar and stretched out on his bed, reveling in the way they basically went at each other from the ward to his bedroom, practically in every dark corner. He could easily go a few more rounds, after all he did have the stamina, but he did want to take it easy on red the first time. He looked over at her, wondering how many times he had wished for her to be right here in his arms. She looked so beautiful in the moonlight. He caught a glimmer of light on a deep scar on her. He never did get a strait answer on who or what had done this too her. Whoever it was, had no right to hurt his Jean and would pay for it.
He gently ran his fingers down her side, just enjoying the closeness of her there. His bed would be smelling like her for weeks but he wouldn't mind. Taking another drag off his cigar, he chuckled to himself and stepped out of the bed. Didn't care if he was still nude, but he did want a beer. He grabbed one out of the fridge and settled back into bed.
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Post by Jean Grey on Nov 29, 2011 22:02:17 GMT -5
Jean's dreams were filled with blood and an animal. Well, it seemed like an animal but she could see that it was really a man. A man who seemed so familiar but she didn't know him. Or did she? She couldn't place it but she knew it wasn't a nightmare because in her dream she was enjoying it. She didn't know why but she liked the blood and the pain. She liked how he gave her four long scars on her hip. They were his mark she knew that.
Her eyes fluttered open as the sun hit it and reflected off of her skin. It made her hair shine a brilliant shade of red mixed with gold. Her eyes fell on Logan laying next to her in bed. He had a beer in one hand and a cigar in the other. It made her laugh. Just like him. She wouldn't expect any less from him. Her mind fell back to last night. How they had made their way from the infirmary to his room. It made her smile thinking about it. She finally had him. After all of these years of secretly wanting him from afar.
She looked down and saw the four long scars that were peaking out from under the covers. She quickly pulled the blankets over her hips to hide them. She still had no idea where they had come from and she knew there was only one explanation for that. It had to have been the Phoenix. She had to be back. But she wouldn't think about that right now. Here was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen laying next to her. She rolled over and cuddled up to him. She didn't even mind the cigar smoke or that she was still naked. She smiled up at him.
"Good morning."
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Post by logan on Dec 8, 2011 16:49:46 GMT -5
Logan could hear her stirring beside him. He was lost in his own thoughts for the most part. He had gotten a pretty good look at those scars and he hadn't liked them one bit. As far as he could tell she didn't remember who had made those scars on her but he had seen them several times before. Mostly on women who had been raped and mawled by him. The question would be wether or not to actually tell her or wait for her to remember. There really would be only one explaination but he didn't want 2 let on about it. He reached over and put the cigar out as she started curling up next to him.
"Good mornin' darlin'. Did ya sleep well?"
Wrapping his arm around her, keeping her close to him, he took another sip of his beer and set it aside. His head turned down to her, his eyes looking over her outstretched body. God she looked gorgeous. He had been watching her sleep fior the last few hours and he'd noticed the restlessness. One gruff hand tucked a red strand behind her ear before brushing against her cheek. He bent over and claimed her lips in a sweet yet deep kiss before pulling a little back.
"Ya happy red?"
Last night was amazing but there were bigger issues on his mind right now. The last thing he needed was to ruin everything like he tended to do. He still had a class to teach today and to get his workout in, plus breakfast. Well maybe she would enjoy some breakfast in bed? He did have a small stove and some things in the fridge. He could wait a moment, after all he was trying to enjoy her company.
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Post by Jean Grey on Dec 10, 2011 15:03:07 GMT -5
Jean kissed him back just as deep. She felt him brush a strand of hair behind her ear and his hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against his hand. She loved the feel of him. His roughness mixed with gentleness. Then she heard his question. 'Was she happy?'. Of course she was happy! How could she not be happy? The only thing that was on her mind was the random scars and scratches that had show up on her body recently. She still had no memory of what had happened and she had racked her brain to try and figure it out and she had still come up with nothing but the strange dreams that she had been having. She looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"I'm happier than I've been in a long time."
Something was on his mind. She knew Logan well enough by now to know when something was bothering him. Something always seemed to be bothering him but this time it was different. His face was mixed with a hidden rage and concern. But he tried to hide it she could see that as well. She rolled over onto her stomach so she could get a better look at him. She leaned on her elbows as she reached over and took his face in her hand. She didn't want him to be so conflicted with himself.
"Whats wrong, Logan? Something is on your mind. I don't need to read it to know that."
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