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The Jailbait Is Not A Job Benefit	By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 2768 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Mystique, huh?�
Logan repeated.

�Yes, it means
an aura of mystery or mystical power,� Mystique replied.

�So what other
�powers� do you have, besides being able to make a man come �till he screams?�

Mystique morphed
into a petite brunette with large chocolate brown eyes, as Logan�s hazel eyes
widened. She was absolutely breathtaking. Logan heard his own heartbeat pound
in his ears as his jeans tightened.

�Interestin�
mutation, darlin�,� he responded, appreciating the sight of the tantalizing
image before him.

Sauntering up to
him, still in the form of the stunning brunette, Mystique wrapped herself
around him.

�With me, you
could be with someone different every night and never be bored,� she said
seductively, as she caressed his cheek.

�You didn�t seduce
me just to offer yourself as my concubine, so what do ya really want,
Mystique?� he asked.

�I have a
proposition from my employer. He�d like
to offer you a position with our organization.�

�So who�s your
employer and what does this �organization� do exactly?� Logan asked, just a
little intrigued.

�We protect the
welfare of others like us,� Mystique replied.

�Kinda like
thos-goo-gooders the X-Men? Sorry, babe, not interested.�

�Oh, not like
the X-Men � no, not at all. They�re hopeless dreamers. Envisioning a utopia in
which mutants and humans can co-exist peacefully. What a crock. Erik has a much more realistic approach to
the situation.�

�What? Bite them
first, before they bite you?�

�Something like
that,� she answered and then continued, �Anyway, he could use a man of your
considerable �talents� and he�ll pay you ten times what you earn kicking the
crap out of drunken rednecks.�

�You�re being a
little vague here, darlin�. You care to explain a bit more, so I know exactly
what I�m gettin� into.�

�Erik can
explain it better than I can. But I can tell you that aligning yourself with
Erik has many advantages.�

�So what are
you? A job benefit?�

Morphing back
into the form of the blonde, Mystique stepped closer to Logan.

�I could be,�
she said, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed up into his face.

�Okay. I�ll meet
with your boss, but no promises. If the deal looks too wacky, I�m outta there,�
Logan informed her.

�You�re under no
obligation,� Mystique assured him.

�Great, but
before we leave, there�s one more thing I wanna do,� Logan said.

�Oh. What would
that be?� Mystique asked, puzzled.

�This,� Logan
replied, as he picked her up, tossed her on the bed and climbed onto her.

~*~*~*

A few hours
later Logan found himself face to face with the great Erik Lehnsherr also known
as Magneto. The man looked harmless enough, Logan thought, until he flung
Logan�s metal-laced body across the room effortlessly in a demonstration of his
gift. Not so harmless after all, Logan realized. Logan was also introduced to a short man with green-tinged skin
aptly named Toad and a large behemoth of a man named Sabretooth, who looked
liked his parents had been a football player and a lioness. Toad didn�t appear to be able to inflict
much damage, but Sabretooth seemed able to disembowel an elephant without
breaking a sweat.

�This your
army?� Logan chortled.

�I�m always
looking to recruit new �talent�, but for now the four of us constitute the
Brotherhood. And of course, Mystique�s daughter is in training,� Erik
announced.

Mystique had a
daughter? Logan wondered if she�d
inherited her mother�s shape shifting abilities and was intrigued by the
possibilities.

�Ah, and here
she is now. Wolverine, meet Rogue,�
Erik said, indicating behind Logan.

Logan turned to
greet the most stunningly beautiful vision he�d ever seen in the entire fifteen
years his memory went back. It was the
petite brunette that Mystique had temporarily morphed into back at the
motel. As when Mystique had
impersonated her, Logan felt his breath hitch, his heart beat faster and his
groin tighten.

�Nice ta meet
ya, Mr. Wolverine,� she drawled, in the sexiest voice he�d ever heard.

�Rogue, my dear,
why don�t you show Wolverine to one of the guest rooms,� Erik suggested, noting
Wolverine�s reaction to the young girl.

�Certainly,
Uncle Erik. This way Mr. Wolverine,� she beckoned, and then turned to walk out
of the room.

Logan followed,
watching the gentle sway of her hips as she sashayed ahead him.

�Uncle Erik?� He
questioned as they walked toward the bedroom wing of the complex.

�Well, he�s not
really mah uncle. Ah�ve just been around him practically mah whole life, so ah
call him uncle,� Rogue answered.

�What about the
rest of his band of merry men? Are they all your uncles, too?�

�Well, Victor,
that�s Sabretooth, thinks he�s mah daddy. But ah think momma just told him that
so he�d keep his grubby little paws off me.�

�He doesn�t seem
like the type that would let a little immoral thing like incest stop him,�
Logan noted.

�Well, so far
it�s worked and ah�m not complaining. Beside mah mutation keeps him in check,�
Rogue chuckled.

�And what
exactly is your mutation?� Logan asked, apparently it wasn�t shape shifting
like her mother�s.

�It�s mah skin.
If anyone comes into contact with me, it can be fatal. Uncle Erik�s teaching me
ta control it, but ah still have accidents.�

Logan�s mind
suddenly twisted around all the possible ways to overcome that particular
obstacle. He�d always been known as a creative man, after all.

Just then Rogue
noticed the dog tags hanging around Logan�s neck.
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