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Chapter 14

She chuckled, and then he released her. There was an audible rustling of cloth, and she saw Logan moving in the shadows, reaching for something in a pile of shapes. A soft object hit her in the face, followed by another.

"This should work," he said.

She nodded, feeling the shape of a T-shirt, and slid it on. It was generous and she realized there was also a pair of his boxer shorts that he'd also tossed. Pulling them on, she sat on the bed and saw him shimmy into a pair of jeans. He looked incredible in the morning light as it shone through his dark hair. Not to mention it left a soft glow from the white shirt he pulled on. The thump of boots being pulled on and his steps against the floor accompanied his shape striding over to rest his hands on her shoulders.

"Ready?" he asked.

"As I'll ever be," she nodded as he helped her up. He steadied her with an arm tightly around her hips as she stumbled on shaky legs.

"Watch out� close your eyes," he urged as he unlocked and opened the door. He put something else into her hands and she realized it was his Harley vest.

"What's this for? I have a T-shirt�"

"I shredded your bra. An it IS a white T shirt I handed ya� and I don't want someone ELSE getting any ideas�" he murmured as his grip on her tightened.

"Ah," she nodded, feeling a strange sense of foreboding, and a secret thrill. This must be more than just a one time deal with him being suddenly so possessive.

"Come to think of it, why don't I just wear one of these?" she said as she let go of him. "What I wore at the cabin�"

"If ya really wanna, darlin," Logan trailed off.

"Modesty and all," she winked. Logan grabbed his bag and pulled out one of the neatly folded kimonos. He watched as she slid off his vest and pulled the silk garment around. Chuckling, he turned and helped her to wrap it and fasten the belt around her waist, just under her bust. Her hairbrush lay in the midst of the pile and he ran it through her long dark hair. Mariko let him, sitting down on the bed. It only took a minute to twist her hair up. She rose and began to make the bed.

"Now look, you gotta stop that!!! The cabin was ONE thing but baby this is getting to be ridiculous!"

"I insist Logan-chan, considering I made part of the mess myself," she said, batting his hands away. He shook his head with an amused sigh as she straightened it out, and he walked around to help her.

As they walked out together she took a moment to slide her feet into her wooden sandals before taking his hand again. Through the hallway of the boy's dorm they strode, and Logan let go of her hand to slide his arm around her hips. She in turn curled her arm around his back.

Wooden sandals clopped next to his steel-toed boots, and they were a strange dichotomy in the hallway mirror. Both about similar height, as they peered at their reflections.

Tiptoeing through the hall, Kitty was carrying something up the stairs when she saw them together. She gasped when she saw Logan. "Omigosh� Logan I�"

"Good morning, Pun-kin," he joked.

"Um� Michelle�" she got out. "Is THAT you?"

"It's all right kiddo," he said as he playfully bopped her chin. "Not my business�"

"Where is everyone, Kitty?" Michelle asked, as Kitty was staring at the intricate silk on the household kimono she sported. Sometimes she'd seen Michelle wearing them around the mansion when the others paraded in tight spandex or sweats or sundresses. It astonished her to see a modern Japanese woman wearing such traditional clothes.

The door opened and Piotyr Rasputin saw Kitty standing there with a tray and several mugs. Mariko rescued the tray from Kitty's shaking hand and passed it to Colossus. "I believe this is yours?"

"Pete," Logan nodded.

"Logan," nodded Piotyr with a knowing smile. "It is a good day, isn't it?"

"The best," he nodded. Kitty blushed as she took Piotyr's hand.

"Not a word, I promise," Logan mouthed.

"Da," Piotyr mouthed back. Kitty gave a conspiratorial smile as she watched the couple walk down the halls. The sounds of faint snoring from Drake's room reached their ears, and then they reached Gambit's room. There was no sound whatsoever.

"Hope for his sake Jubes is in her room," Logan gave a dangerous look. He banged on the door with a sharp rat-tat.

"Mmm, go away," came a French accented voice.

"Yo, Cajun, you alive in there?" Logan yelled. "Bed check!"

"Mes ami, you too cruel! Remy's only just opened his eyes!" came the response.

"Anything I should KNOW?" he asked. "You seen Jubilee?"

"Non� she was in her room last night�"

"Go away an let us sleep, dammit," came Rogue's voice. Logan raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Never mind� carry on!" he called loudly. He grabbed Michelle's waist and hurried her along before anything eventful happened.

"I'm not so surprised," Mariko chuckled as she and Logan rushed down the stairs. She almost tripped over her sandals, and Logan grabbed her and swung her over his shoulder.

"Can't let ya trip down these damn stairs�" he laughed as she playfully whacked his backside.

"That might not be the main problem� if I get motion sickness!" she laughed, as he gave her behind a swat and he reached the second landing.

Ororo yawned as they saw her walking towards the kitchen. She caught sight of Logan and Mariko laughing, and gave a slight smile. "About time," she muttered.

"Another round of hangover medicine?" Hank asked as he poured something into a few glasses. Logan walked in, Michelle over his shoulder. He set her down carefully.

"What does a guy haveta do to get some grub around here?" Logan bitched good-naturedly.

"Oh� there you are� are you all right Shelly� holy�"

"Let me help with that, Hank," she said as she moved over and grabbed the coffeepot.

"That's not necessary," Hank said.

"Let her or she'll drive ya even MORE nuts," Logan commented as he saw Storm wandering in. Rubbing their eyes, Alex and Lorna trudged in, soon followed by Gambit and Rogue. They arranged themselves around the table and sat down.

Nightcrawler materialized, helping Jubilee who was blinking. "Don't tell me you tried that stunt again after last time�" Bobby groaned. He was standing at the door, rubbing his eyes.

"It's not so bad," Jubilee laughed. "Thanks Fuzzy� gotta get to the pop tarts before Drakester�"

She rushed over and grabbed them out of the closet, rushing past a blinking Bobby Drake. He grumbled and plunked into a seat near Jubilee and Nightcrawler. Muttering and laughing came from all around as everyone sat down and started eating the waffles that Hank had made. Mariko was rushing about, pouring coffee.

"Who's the hottie in the robe?" Alex whispered to Bobby.

"Dunno�"

"That's Michelle, and better watch out what ya call her," Jubilee hissed a warning to them. Logan was glancing around for a seat. He grabbed one at the end and sat down.

"C'mon darlin, do we have to glue ya to a chair?" Logan asked as he glanced at Mariko.

"He's right, Cherie, why not rest those pretty feet of yours," Gambit said as he caught her hand and kissed it.

"Move yer hand or loose it bub," Logan growled audibly to Gambit. He widened his eyes.

"Pardonnez moi�" Gambit said as he let go. "I'm very sorry�"

"Yeah, yeah, will ya sit down already, darlin' or do I have to make ya?" Logan asked as he grasped her wrist and pulled her toward him. She was surprised when he planted her on his lap in full view of everyone. Eyebrows went up all around the table.

"Cripes woman, sit DOWN and eat�" Logan said as he repositioned her there. Most of the attention was on Gambit and Rogue who were fussing over the syrup and Tabasco sauce to notice them sitting together.

Kitty and Piotyr were tiptoeing in, glancing around and relieved to see that Storm was already teasing Rogue for wearing a shirt that was exclusive property of Gambit.

"Logan� don't be silly," she said.

"You stop with the domestic stuff, and eat something or I'll punish ya," he joked half seriously. "Stop getting into that geisha mode�"

"I thought you liked it when women waited on you men hand and foot," she whispered back.

"Only around me," he whispered.

"Something you wanna share, Logan?" asked Storm with a grin.

"Yeah, you seem pretty� cozy� you two�" said Bobby as he looked at them, blinking.

"None o' yer business, bub," Wolverine said curtly.

"Marie� something you need to tell us girlfriend?" Storm asked loudly. Logan shot her a look of thanks for taking the awkwardness of Michelle and he.

"Shh, pipe down," Rogue complained. "Mah head hurts�"

"Remy, how'd you�" Bobby whispered, glancing at him.

"There be ways around such things, Mon ami�" he whispered back. "Not polite t' speak bout it in front of the ladies� but later�"

"I wanna know�" he winked.

"Gimmie a break," Logan mumbled, shaking his head as he speared a piece of waffle. Holding it on the end of his fork he fed Michelle. She grabbed a piece of toast and smeared jam and butter on it. Logan eagerly took a bite, and then shifted his arm so she wouldn't slide off his lap. The silk was very slippery against denim.

"So, thanks for covering for us," Kitty whispered to Logan and Michelle.

"No problem, Pun'kin," Wolverine nodded. "Providing ya behaved yourself."

"Would you doubt me?" Piotyr asked with a knowing gleam in his eyes.

"Not at all, compared to SOME folks," Logan nodded.

"He was a gentlemen then?" Michelle winked at Kitty. She blushed and nodded.

"Tell ya later," she whispered back.

"You okay darlin?" Logan asked as she tensed on his lap. He felt like an idiot a second later when he smelled Jean and Scott's scent nearby.

"You're right� excuse us everyone," she said as she got up, and Wolverine stood by her. He slid his hand around her waist and walked her out of the kitchen with a wave to Storm and Hank. The others were whispering, and looking towards Havok and Lorna and a sulking bobby to notice them leaving. Close behind and to the left were Hank and Storm, who were walking to Storm's room up the back stairs.

"That went well," Mariko whispered as she felt Logan's arm tighten possessively around her.

"Uh huh. And if anyone says anything, they'll have to deal with me," he whispered.

"You're hot when you're mad," she whispered.

"Don't ya know it darlin," he laughed as he stroked her hip. "You know I like this kimono on you� although I'll like it even more OFF you when we get back to my room�"

"You just like it because nobody's going to look at me in a skimpy nightgown," she teased.

"No lies, darlin," Logan nodded. "And we've got all Sunday to prove that point� though I kinda got the urge to blow this popstand an' have ya to myself�"

"We should have stayed at the cabin," she muttered.

"You can still stay with me in my room," Logan said. "Get a few things and bring 'em in� if you wanna�"

"I think that sounds like a plan," she nodded.

"C'mon, I'll give ya a hand," Logan said as he gave her backside a gentle pinch. She flushed.

Jean and Scott happened to come down just after they had heard the breakfast clatter. Jean frowned momentarily when she felt a burst of energy slam into her. Putting down her coffee, she blinked hard.

"Scuse us, but we got business elsewhere," Kitty Pryde said as she tugged at Piotyr's hand. He glanced at her sour stare towards Scott and Jean who were sitting down at the chairs left vacant by Logan and then Nightcrawler.

"Gotta go hit the tube, you coming, Fuzzy?" Jubilee asked as she leapt out of her chair. Scott raised an eyebrow, wondering why it was no mere coincidence that more than one X Man was vacating the table just because he and Jean had entered.

"You don't have to leave just cause�" Jean got out.

"Was just getting outta here anyway," Jubilee said quickly. Nightcrawler noticed the tension so thick that he could cut it with the knife he was holding.

"Entschuldigung� perhaps I can ensure that you reach there before Bobby?"

"Nightie, you�re a real sweetie," Jubilee laughed. He gripped her shoulder and in a flash of brimstone they were gone. Jean coughed at the sudden stench.

"Not in the HOUSE!" she groaned.

"Cheaters!" Bobby yelled, and leapt up from the table, almost knocking Lorna Dane over in his haste to exit.

Only Alex, Lorna, whom he had steadied and helped to sit, and Rogue and Gambit, were left. Storm and Hank seemed to have slipped out. Scott picked up his coffee cup and glanced around, "Did we forget to brush, or what? Does my breath stink THAT bad?"

"Dunno, mon ami," Gambit shrugged. "Da group finish way before rest of us, more like�"

"It ain't always about you guys," Rogue teased. "After all, ah thought you an Scott liked a little quiet time�"

"Well that's nice of you guys, but seriously, it's a little WEIRD that everyone up and bolted when we came down," said Scott.

"Is there something I missed?" Jean asked pointedly, glancing around at the abundance of empty chairs.

"Oh, just the usual stuff� maybe they're jealous of the fact that we all are old enough to have private time in our rooms?" Lorna shrugged.

"So are Hank and Storm�" said Jean, narrowing her eyes. She rubbed her temples. Granted there was residual energies from everyone's merrymaking the last two nights. She yawned as Lorna plunked a stack of pancakes before her.

"Cousin, you okay?"

"Yeah, fine�" Jean yawned again.

"Just missed Logan n' Jean," said Rogue with a grin.

"Cherie," Gambit rolled his eyes.

"Huh?" she yawned. At the mention of Logan, she bristled and jolted awake, far more effectively than if she had drank the whole pot of Ororo's coffee.

"So he DID come back?" Scott asked, lowering his eyebrows at Jean's sudden flinching. "And did Michelle�"

"Yeah," Alex nodded. "And get this, Michelle was wearing this Japanese robe and stuff. Like she was dressing for a tea house� or for some ethnic day or something�"

"What's so weird about that?" Scott asked. "She wears traditional clothes all the time�"

"And how would YOU know?" Lorna teased.

"Um Jean here told me�"

"Yeah," Jean said, glaring daggers at Lorna. "Look, something's really irking me here, and I can just sense the whole funk everyone's in. Like it's MY fault or something�"

"Maybe you're just imagining it," said Scott patronizingly.

"Scott, don't tell me you've got your head up your ass! You know that everyone's been avoiding us. I mean ever since the night at the bar�"

"Jean, you're getting a tad bit paranoid, doncha think?" Rogue laughed.

"Maybe so, but Storm hasn't said two words to me, and Michelle's been avoiding me�"

"Maybe she's got other things on her mind," Lorna shrugged. "After all� she DID seem awfully cozy with Logan�"

"Terrific�" she said. "You see� you guys have the NERVE to lecture ME on butting out� but this WHOLE thing is messing with the group dynamics!"

"Jean�" Scott sighed. "We've been OVER this� they're adults�"

"Yeah, but this whole avoidance crap started when they were seeing each other!" Jean snapped. "Half the people are pissed at me, and you're snapping my head off, and Storm and Rogue are treating me like I�m invisible!"

"Jean, get over it. I know you have some weird hate complex over Logan�" Scott trailed off. "But I thought YOU of all people would be happy he was leaving you alone�"

"That's NOT what this is about," Jean growled.

"Touchy," Remy clicked his tongue.

"Jean, do I have to repeat myself?" Scott sighed. "Just knock it off!"

"When a relationship starts to mess with the team, it's my job�"

"Then maybe you should make some changes on your team�" said Scott. "The professor's already made the changes�"

"Fine. But if he steps outta line, and hurts her, don't tell me I told you so! He's fucking with a teammate� and I won't just stand by and let him get AWAY with it! And if you don't see it, then the hell with you," Jean snarled as she leapt up from the table.

"Jean, you're out of line!" Scott snapped back.

"Jean, hon, calm down�" Lorna said quietly.

"Um sugah� maybe you and I should take a NICE long drive�" Rogue suggested. "The three of us girls�"

"Fine. Just get me the hell outta here before I flip out. SOME people have lost all sense of reality here."

"Jean� I know you mean well but you're just letting this eat you up," said Scott with a sigh. "Logan's NOT my favorite person� but this is just getting a tad bit obsessive�"

"He's right," said Remy. "Listen to da man."

"Fine. But don't come crying to me. You should DO something if it gets out of hand. And if he hurts her I'll make sure I do� if you don't�" Jean said.

"Let's go pick an outfit Jean and get outta here for a while," Lorna said as she grasped Jean's shoulder. Sighing, Jean Grey let herself be urged out.

"Oh shit," Alex shook his head. "This is really getting deep�"

"Dammit," Scott cursed. "I hope the Professor is on his way home, cause I don't think this is gonna just go away. She just won't let it go!"

"Maybe she's jealous�" Remy shrugged.

"No kidding," said Scott angrily as he slammed his fist on the table. His sunglasses crackled with a power surge, and Alex rolled his eyes. How hard headed was Jean going to keep being after all the talks lately?

"Sooner or later she's going to blow up, Scott. You remember what she did to the helicopters after you were� dead?"

"Yeah� don't remind me� wait a MINUTE you aren't saying that�"

"Dude� Bro, she's acting JUST like she did. Anger management and all. To say she's got aggression issues is an understatement�

"Remy's wondering if da femme is on the rag?"

"Gambit, you son of a bitch�" Scott sighed.

"This isn't just PMS," said Alex.

"Jean been permanently pissed at Logan cause she t'ink he kill you, Scott," Gambit said, steepling his fingers. "Maybe she don't like dem to be happy."

"I hate to admit it, but Gambit here might be right. This is a new Jean and she's scaring the HELL out of me�" Alex shook his head.

"So you're saying she can't STAND to see him happy?" asked Scott. "Is THAT it?"

"Yeah man," said Alex. "You NEED to do something and NOW before Michelle gets hurt�"

"Yeah� but WHAT?" Scott asked.

"Wish I knew, bro," Alex sighed.

"Doing not'ing's worse den somet'ing," Remy said as he got up and left the kitchen. "You da leader Scott, she listen to you� and what kind of leader she be if she dat mad? Gambit t'ogut dat da good leader be cool headed� dat something da Cherie will never be."

"He's right. How can she lead if she can't keep her personal feelings out of the way?" Alex asked. "Get REAL Scott�"

He chuckled as he walked her upstairs. He unlocked his door and stopped to give her a kiss before pulling her inside by the hand. Locking the door behind them, he turned to her, and wrapped his arms around her. He growled meaningfully and pressed her against the wall. Lips covered hers and he pressed his body to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Laughing she let him unfasten the kimono and strip it aside.

"Again?" she asked.

"You wanna horse around?"

"If you're driving yes," Mariko chuckled as he lifted her in his arms and hugged her tightly. He lay her on the bed and she reached up to help him off with his jeans and shirt.

"At the breakfast table, I wanted to throw ya down and pour syrup all over ya," he whispered.

"Sounds divine," she murmured. "Good thing you grabbed it�"

Logan chuckled, and grabbed the container. He squirted it all over her body, and then smeared some of the butter he'd stolen. She laughed as he nibbled all over her bare flesh with light nips and gentle growls, taking his time to taste her among certain urgency. She laughed and stoked his hair, petting and rubbing his body till he went crazy with sensory overload.

"Damn you taste so good�" he grumbled.

"You need me now� go ahead and take me�" she whispered. "This time I'm returning the compliment."

"Ohh baby you're speakin' my language."

Logan grabbed her and immersed himself with a desperate growl. It was almost relief for him as he started to move more and more deeply. He thrust his finger between them and she moaned as he added the extra stimulation.

"Ohh that's�" she babbled, as he increased his pace.

"Gonna last longer than I thought," he murmured. "But even if I don't� there's plenty more� where this came from�"

"I can't get enough of you," she whispered, kissing him hard and nipping his lips as she dug her fingers into him.

"I like the sound of that�" he snarled. "All the better�"

They rolled over for a while as he nipped at her neck and suckled on her chest. He locked his arms under her shoulders and crouched on the bed, bringing her to sit up on his lap. Her mouth opened wide and she tensed multiple times long before he was through. She had only had sex a few times before this with woefully inexperienced men, and she hoped that he didn't mind.

"Stay with me� let me take you there," Wolverine whispered, nibbling and biting at her ear. He ran his hands over the scars and kissed them, pulling out of her for a moment. She saw her self in the daylight, and noticed the ruggedness of his flesh next to her smooth skin. She lay back on the bed and raised her legs up. He nodded, smiling in satisfaction as he put her knees over his shoulders and thrust in again.

"Logan, I need you," she mock growled, and he obliged.

She shifted her hips and he let out a sharp cry as he felt himself closer than he expected. Running her hands over his forearms she rubbed along and half wondered if she could feel the sheathed claws through his skin and muscles. There was no sign or visible trace, and she soon spun into a blissful series that drove the query from her mind.

He roared loudly and thrust one last time deeply. She held him close to her as she had in that cell, wrapping tightly around him and kissing him hard. His arms crushed her to him and he buried his deepest, releasing his passion into her. Mariko let out a low moan that drove him over the edge and they collapsed on the bed together, panting. Still he was hard, and he gasped with relief as she rolled over onto his back and began to rock her hips, pinning his wrists down.

"Yeah, you ARE with me," he groaned as she slid her tongue all over his chest and left sharp bites and nips all over his skin. Her motion was teasingly slow, each time around him with muscles clenched tightly. Her dark eyes twinkled in amusement to see the contortions of pleasure and the growling moans.

"All for you, beloved� a little fun goes a long way," she teased, giving him a hard kiss as she twisted her hips to the side.

"You ain't kidding� damn don't stop�" Logan panted, breathless at the relentless clenching and rocking that was making him lose his concentration. He let himself go, spurting before she had climaxed and cursed momentarily.

"Don't worry beloved, I'll be fine," she whispered as she lay on him. Logan felt a wave of exhaustion and collapsed limp beneath her. She lay atop him, kissing the hollow of his shoulder as he sighed and licked his lips in satisfaction.

"That was flamin' amazing, M'iko," he gasped. "Damn if I wasn't a quick healer you'dve killed me�"

"You'll pay me back soon enough, love," she whispered. Logan nipped at her lower lip to show there was still some fight left, and slid his hands down her bare back and squeezed her ass, then slid up to give her breasts the same light pinch. He tugged her over him again, his healing factor giving him another reprieve.

"There we go� you ready for more?" he asked as he rolled her over and thrust a few times deeply. She nodded and he chuckled. This was something he could never do with Jean. Grabbing her body he pulled himself up and sat upright so she was squarely in his lap at a different angle.

While he wanted to try other ways to show her his love, he couldn't resist looking into her eyes she wrapped herself around him, kissing him. "I could stay here all day," she teased.

"Can arrange that," he moaned. "Pick a number between one and ten�"

"Seven?"

"Mmm, lucky number�" he murmured.
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