X-Men Fic: 'Longtime Coming' (1/1) NC-17
Title: 'Longtime Coming' (1/1)
Fandom: X-Men (Movie)
Author: deep_salt_water
Pairing/Character: Rogue/Pyro, Rogue/Logan
Disclaimer: The X-Men aren’t mine; they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox.
Word Count: 1429
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Logan finally realises he wants Rogue, but discovers she already got herself a lover. Could she accommodate one more?
Placement: Um, post-X3 but the only thing referred to is the Cure.
Spoilers/Warnings: X3
A/N:
A birthday request from skybluerae who was looking for some "Logan discovers Ryro, but doesn't leave." Hope this fulfills that!
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They moved without urgency, as if time meant nothing to them. As if they belonged together, and that the simple act of sex was merely an extension of their-
Logan refused to even think the word. He could not understand how she could care for that jumped up fire starter, let alone love him. No, he would not acknowledge that anything more existed between them except lust. If he did, then he would feel even guiltier for watching them.
Her body enveloped Allerdyce, creamy white legs wrapped around his waist; slender fingers knotted in his bleached locks. Her rich chocolate eyes stared up at him as he slowly moved in, and out. In, and out. Her moans filled the room, alternately begging him to continue, and praising him for bringing her such pleasure. For being the only one to do so.
Logan growled low in his throat, cursing Allerdyce. Marie belonged to him, no one else. She had done since hiding away in his trailer. It had just taken him a while to realize it. But he’d been laying the groundwork, subtly shifting the boundaries in their relationship. Biding his time to make his move. Letting her come to some realization, but knowing Marie she would have known well before Logan.
She had given him no reason to think that she too did not want their relationship to evolve. That she did not love him. That she did not want him. In fact, just the other night she had come to his room in little more than a silk robe. Her excuse had been the residual nightmares she still suffered, despite taking the cure. But her scent, her eyes had said something else. Her body had said something else. She had curled up in his arms, kissing him with those sweet lips. Tasting him with her tongue.
The kiss had lasted all night, Marie’s robe staying firmly tied. Logan had not been looking for more, not until she was ready. He was happy just to drink in her scent, feel her body against his. Have her soft mouth against his. He had made no attempts to hide his reaction from her, and she had placed a hand on his erection.
The memory, combined with the thick scent of her arousal, and her loud moans all served to turn Logan rock hard. He growled again, picking up Allerdyce’s whispered words regarding how wet, and tight, and hot Marie was.
Marie’s own cries were getting louder, demanding John for release. Logan stepped out of his hiding place, ensuring he was in Marie’s line of sight. Her brown eyes widened, but she said nothing. She made no move to stop John, instead pulling his head down in a silent command for him to kiss her throat. He obliged her, and Marie had a better look at Logan. She licked her lips, brown hooded eyes holding his gaze.
The increase in her arousal hadn’t escaped Logan. Apparently his girl enjoyed an audience. Her eyes flicked down, a dragged out moan escaping her when she saw just how hard he was. John slammed into her, and she came apart. Her body shuddered, and she cried out. John followed not long after, grunting her name as he spilled his hot seed into her.
Marie held her to him, stroking his hair as she continued to look at Logan. “Now you know.”
Logan raised an eyebrow, trying to keep his eyes on her face, and not on Allerdyce’s ass. “How long has it been going on?”
John chuckled, withdrawing from Marie and rolling onto his back. “Since she got here, Wolverine.”
Marie nodded when Logan looked to her for confirmation. “It’s true.”
Logan frowned. Marie’s hand had strayed to John’s cock, idly stroking it. The sight made Logan’s dick throb, and he felt a sudden urge to climb on the bed and bury himself between Marie’s thighs. Her sex was still glistening with her own arousal, and John’s. The thought of adding his own to the mix was strangely intoxicating. As if she could read his mind, Marie widen her legs further, her other hand trailing over her sex.
“You wanna join us, sugar?”
Logan growled, looking at John. “What’s he gonna do?”
John smirked, taking Marie’s hand of his cock and placing a kiss on the palm. “Don’t worry, Logan. I’m not into guys. I’m just into getting Marie off.”
Marie smiled, again stroking her sex as she looked at Logan. “He knows everything about me, sugar. He knows my kinks and my faults. He knows the little things too. And he knows I’ve always been in love with you. That there was always a third person in the relationship, even if you weren’t aware of it.”
Logan watched as Marie turned her head to kiss John before her lover moved off the bed. “So he’s fine with this?”
John ran a hand through his hair, taking a seat on the chair by the closet. “I’m fine with this. But I’ll be watching, just like you’ve been.”
Logan’s gaze flicked from one to the other. Allerdyce may well be fine with this, but Logan wasn’t entirely sure he was. The idea of sharing Marie with any man, let alone a member of the Brotherhood was never something that had crossed his mind.
“Don’t think about it, Logan. Just get over here and claim what’s yours. I’ve always been yours.”
He growled, stripping off his wife beater, and jeans before making his way to the bed. Marie was grinning, holding out her hands. He stretched his body along hers, dipping his head to bite her neck as he thrust into her. Marie cried out, wrapping her limbs around him as she tilted her hips and took him in deeper. Logan held onto her, taking her with him as he rolled over to put her on top. He wasn’t going to give her the chance to focus on anyone but him. If this was to be how their first time went down, then he certainly didn’t want her looking at Allerdyce.
Marie raised herself up, thrusting her chest out as she lifted up, and slammed down. She moaned, looking down at Logan. She had waited for this for a long time. When she lifted up again, she clenched her inner muscles around him, smiling when he groaned. Her hips rocked continuously, setting up a rhythm.
Logan lifted his hips off the bed, wanting to be deep inside her when he came. He watched as her hands went to her breasts, teasing her already aching nipples. He ran his hands up her sides, raising himself into a sitting position. She gripped his hair, pushing her breasts into his face. He latched onto a dusky pink nipple, sucking and nipping at it until she moaned loudly.
John felt his lower body stir, unable to deny the scene before him was beyond hot. He had no qualms about wrapping his hand around his hardening cock, eyes firmly fixed on Marie and Logan. His dick was still covered in his cum, and Marie’s, and he used it to lubricate as he stroked himself.
Marie heard John groan, twisting her head awkwardly to try and catch a glimpse out of the corner of her eye. There was a growl from Logan, and he tangled a hand in her hair and pulled her head around so she was looking at him. He captured her mouth, his tongue demanding entrance. Marie parted her lips, her arms wrapping around him as she pushed her chest against his. Logan’s other hand roamed over her back, making her moan when he gripped her ass.
Marie pushed her tongue against his, the kiss heated and raw. She moved her hips with greater purpose, her swollen clit rubbing against his thick cock as she lifted up and slammed down. Her head fell back, his lips on her throat as she starting to shudder and pulse. His name tore from her lips in a loud cry, and she struggled to raise her head to get her mouth to his. Her inner muscles continued to clench with aftershocks, pulling Logan over the edge. He bit into her shoulder as he growled, gripping her hips as he came hard inside her.
John was the last to climax, his seed spilling over his hand as he continued to stroke himself. He watched Marie cling to Logan as she panted, the other man’s hand stroking her sweat-tangled hair.
“John,” she said quietly.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Did you come?”
He grinned. “Yeah baby, I came.”
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Fandom: X-Men (Movie)
Author: deep_salt_water
Pairing/Character: Rogue/Pyro, Rogue/Logan
Disclaimer: The X-Men aren’t mine; they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox.
Word Count: 1429
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Logan finally realises he wants Rogue, but discovers she already got herself a lover. Could she accommodate one more?
Placement: Um, post-X3 but the only thing referred to is the Cure.
Spoilers/Warnings: X3
A/N:
A birthday request from skybluerae who was looking for some "Logan discovers Ryro, but doesn't leave." Hope this fulfills that!
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They moved without urgency, as if time meant nothing to them. As if they belonged together, and that the simple act of sex was merely an extension of their-
Logan refused to even think the word. He could not understand how she could care for that jumped up fire starter, let alone love him. No, he would not acknowledge that anything more existed between them except lust. If he did, then he would feel even guiltier for watching them.
Her body enveloped Allerdyce, creamy white legs wrapped around his waist; slender fingers knotted in his bleached locks. Her rich chocolate eyes stared up at him as he slowly moved in, and out. In, and out. Her moans filled the room, alternately begging him to continue, and praising him for bringing her such pleasure. For being the only one to do so.
Logan growled low in his throat, cursing Allerdyce. Marie belonged to him, no one else. She had done since hiding away in his trailer. It had just taken him a while to realize it. But he’d been laying the groundwork, subtly shifting the boundaries in their relationship. Biding his time to make his move. Letting her come to some realization, but knowing Marie she would have known well before Logan.
She had given him no reason to think that she too did not want their relationship to evolve. That she did not love him. That she did not want him. In fact, just the other night she had come to his room in little more than a silk robe. Her excuse had been the residual nightmares she still suffered, despite taking the cure. But her scent, her eyes had said something else. Her body had said something else. She had curled up in his arms, kissing him with those sweet lips. Tasting him with her tongue.
The kiss had lasted all night, Marie’s robe staying firmly tied. Logan had not been looking for more, not until she was ready. He was happy just to drink in her scent, feel her body against his. Have her soft mouth against his. He had made no attempts to hide his reaction from her, and she had placed a hand on his erection.
The memory, combined with the thick scent of her arousal, and her loud moans all served to turn Logan rock hard. He growled again, picking up Allerdyce’s whispered words regarding how wet, and tight, and hot Marie was.
Marie’s own cries were getting louder, demanding John for release. Logan stepped out of his hiding place, ensuring he was in Marie’s line of sight. Her brown eyes widened, but she said nothing. She made no move to stop John, instead pulling his head down in a silent command for him to kiss her throat. He obliged her, and Marie had a better look at Logan. She licked her lips, brown hooded eyes holding his gaze.
The increase in her arousal hadn’t escaped Logan. Apparently his girl enjoyed an audience. Her eyes flicked down, a dragged out moan escaping her when she saw just how hard he was. John slammed into her, and she came apart. Her body shuddered, and she cried out. John followed not long after, grunting her name as he spilled his hot seed into her.
Marie held her to him, stroking his hair as she continued to look at Logan. “Now you know.”
Logan raised an eyebrow, trying to keep his eyes on her face, and not on Allerdyce’s ass. “How long has it been going on?”
John chuckled, withdrawing from Marie and rolling onto his back. “Since she got here, Wolverine.”
Marie nodded when Logan looked to her for confirmation. “It’s true.”
Logan frowned. Marie’s hand had strayed to John’s cock, idly stroking it. The sight made Logan’s dick throb, and he felt a sudden urge to climb on the bed and bury himself between Marie’s thighs. Her sex was still glistening with her own arousal, and John’s. The thought of adding his own to the mix was strangely intoxicating. As if she could read his mind, Marie widen her legs further, her other hand trailing over her sex.
“You wanna join us, sugar?”
Logan growled, looking at John. “What’s he gonna do?”
John smirked, taking Marie’s hand of his cock and placing a kiss on the palm. “Don’t worry, Logan. I’m not into guys. I’m just into getting Marie off.”
Marie smiled, again stroking her sex as she looked at Logan. “He knows everything about me, sugar. He knows my kinks and my faults. He knows the little things too. And he knows I’ve always been in love with you. That there was always a third person in the relationship, even if you weren’t aware of it.”
Logan watched as Marie turned her head to kiss John before her lover moved off the bed. “So he’s fine with this?”
John ran a hand through his hair, taking a seat on the chair by the closet. “I’m fine with this. But I’ll be watching, just like you’ve been.”
Logan’s gaze flicked from one to the other. Allerdyce may well be fine with this, but Logan wasn’t entirely sure he was. The idea of sharing Marie with any man, let alone a member of the Brotherhood was never something that had crossed his mind.
“Don’t think about it, Logan. Just get over here and claim what’s yours. I’ve always been yours.”
He growled, stripping off his wife beater, and jeans before making his way to the bed. Marie was grinning, holding out her hands. He stretched his body along hers, dipping his head to bite her neck as he thrust into her. Marie cried out, wrapping her limbs around him as she tilted her hips and took him in deeper. Logan held onto her, taking her with him as he rolled over to put her on top. He wasn’t going to give her the chance to focus on anyone but him. If this was to be how their first time went down, then he certainly didn’t want her looking at Allerdyce.
Marie raised herself up, thrusting her chest out as she lifted up, and slammed down. She moaned, looking down at Logan. She had waited for this for a long time. When she lifted up again, she clenched her inner muscles around him, smiling when he groaned. Her hips rocked continuously, setting up a rhythm.
Logan lifted his hips off the bed, wanting to be deep inside her when he came. He watched as her hands went to her breasts, teasing her already aching nipples. He ran his hands up her sides, raising himself into a sitting position. She gripped his hair, pushing her breasts into his face. He latched onto a dusky pink nipple, sucking and nipping at it until she moaned loudly.
John felt his lower body stir, unable to deny the scene before him was beyond hot. He had no qualms about wrapping his hand around his hardening cock, eyes firmly fixed on Marie and Logan. His dick was still covered in his cum, and Marie’s, and he used it to lubricate as he stroked himself.
Marie heard John groan, twisting her head awkwardly to try and catch a glimpse out of the corner of her eye. There was a growl from Logan, and he tangled a hand in her hair and pulled her head around so she was looking at him. He captured her mouth, his tongue demanding entrance. Marie parted her lips, her arms wrapping around him as she pushed her chest against his. Logan’s other hand roamed over her back, making her moan when he gripped her ass.
Marie pushed her tongue against his, the kiss heated and raw. She moved her hips with greater purpose, her swollen clit rubbing against his thick cock as she lifted up and slammed down. Her head fell back, his lips on her throat as she starting to shudder and pulse. His name tore from her lips in a loud cry, and she struggled to raise her head to get her mouth to his. Her inner muscles continued to clench with aftershocks, pulling Logan over the edge. He bit into her shoulder as he growled, gripping her hips as he came hard inside her.
John was the last to climax, his seed spilling over his hand as he continued to stroke himself. He watched Marie cling to Logan as she panted, the other man’s hand stroking her sweat-tangled hair.
“John,” she said quietly.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Did you come?”
He grinned. “Yeah baby, I came.”
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