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Primary Needs	By : RaveXTM Category: X-men Comics > Slash - Male/Male > Remy/Logan Views: 5181 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PRIMARY
WANTS

By
Rave XTM

Authors
note's: Okay,
I didn't had a sequel in mind, but here it is anyway. It shorter, but
well... Enjoy! And everyone, thank you so much for your lovely
reviews! They made my day!

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Before
Remy could do so much as blink his eyes he felt weight shifting,
straddling at his knees.

“Logan,
chère, please, I just… really need some- merde!“,
he started and grasped for air, twitching underneath Logans mouth who
just started teasing Remy’s still too sensitive cock. Logan
stilted him by laying a hand on Remy’s stomach, pressing
slightly while he continued to work Remy with his mouth, who was
getting hard again already.

Remy
felt everything fade, everything went completely blank. Grasping for
air, hands tangled in Logans hair which felt surprisingly softer as
it looked, demanding him to take in more, urging him to stop. He felt
his entire body spasm and relax and didn’t even try to stifle
whimpers and moans and screams, pulling Logans hair so hard he
stopped his activity, sneering at Remy with a cocked eyebrow. Remy
totally ignored it, finding the strength to push himself up, throwing
himself at Logan, pushing him flat on his back.

Looking
rather surprised, Logan decided to play along. He did not force the
Cajun to submission, he just was submissive. Remy himself would
figure it out in time. He was so obviously turned on by his rough
performance, if Remy in charge could possibly turn him on more than
before it would get seriously dangerous around here.

“Darlin’,
how exactly were you plannin’ on-“ Logan started, but his
sentence was cut of by a gorgeous looking Remy; he was leaning
over him, messy hair covering half his face but still showing the
best parts of it; that wanton mouth of his and, now brightly shining,
one demon eye. His hair darted a little bit with every heavy breath
he took. Slender but strong hands closed over his wrists, pressing
them down firmly. Remy’s lips crushed to his and he almost
immediately started to grind his hips against Logans. Logan, being a
lot stronger, pushed his hands up to fold one into Remy’s hair,
the other one slid down to grab Remy’s cheek to encourage the
rhythm.

“Merde,
Logan, chere, Remy wan’ you. Remy wan’ you now”,
Remy breathed between kisses.

“Rems
-“, Logan started, but already felt Remy’s hand slide
down, teasing his opening.

Logan
felt himself grasp for air, tensing up.

“Easy
chere, Remy won’ hurt y”.

“Rems,
I’ve fucked many people in many, many different ways, but I
never ever bottomed for a guy”, Logan said, wondering slightly
why, since it would come to that one day with Remy.

Remy
did not seem surprised at all.

“Chere,
de big bad Wolverine ‘s a virgin? Don worry chere, Remy make it
extra special for y”, Remy said, ignoring Logans obvious lack
of enthusiasm and his fingers continued to tease Logans opening.

“I’m
not sure I – “, Logan tensed when he felt something cold
and slick slide inside him. He shuddered, trying to get used to the
unfamiliar and unnatural sensation.

“Relax
chere, relax. Let Remy take care o’ y. Don’ concentrate
on it, concentrate on my other hand chere. Just relax”, Remy
muttered sweet nonsense in Logans ear, to ease and distract him.

And
Logan got distracted while Remy’s right hand slid down his
body, barely touching him, sending shivers down his spine. He felt
his length harden under Remy’s delicate and experienced touch.
Though he did like it rough and hard and sweat and noise and screams
and nails digging in his flesh, he was surprised to find slow sex,
barely real touches as intense as pinning his bed partner down, his
vision blurred by lust, growling and drilling him into the mattress
or lifting him off of the desk with every thrust, maybe even more
intense.

Remy’s
hand closed around his member, started shifting up en down, up en
down, up and down and slowly. Slowly. He was about the relax and
enjoy the ride when Remy added another finger. Though he did it
careful, so careful, he felt the already tight ring of muscle tighten
even more. Remy continued to babble nonsense in a voice above a
whisper, his hand continued to stroke Logans cock, getting harder and
thicker and more every second. After another finger was added, it did
not take Remy long to withdraw and position himself between Logan's
legs and slit himself in. Slowly. Agonisingly slowly.

Logan
immediately tensed at the sensation, his breath hitched and he was
about to call of the entire show when he felt Remy's charm wash over
him again, only in a small amount this time.

“Sshh,
relax, chere, Remy go slow, non? Remy aint forcing anything, chere,
just relax”, Remy muttered, breathing heavily, managing to hold
himself still.

Logan
placed his hands on Remy's hips, feeling the urge to fool himself
into having any say in this.

Then,
gods help him, Remy started moving. Slowly. Slooowly. Logan forced
himself to relax and surrender himself to Remy's mercy. He let out a
breath he didn't know he was holding.

After
a few slow thrusts, Remy shifted and made him see stars. Surprised by
the sudden change of sensation, his sigh turned into a moan, fueling
Remy's fire.

His
thrusts did not speed up, but he did thrust harder. Hitting Logan's
prostate with every single one, each with increasing force.

Logan
felt himself melt, making noises he never thought he would. He
finally completely relaxed, letting Remy take care of him.

And
Remy did. Slow, hard and deep. Finally Remy bent down to crush his
lips against Logan's and he felt himself reaching his orgasm. He
reached between their body's to grab Logan's impossibly hard cock and
started moving his hand again, with twice the speed of his thrusts,
which was still everything but fast, but more than enough for Logan
to handle, after three more thrusts, he came, hard, grunting and
trashing. The spasm of the muscles around Remy's cock was enough to
drag him over the edge, screaming and spent.

Exhausted,
Remy dropped himself on top of Logan, who had his eyes closed and a
somewhat pained expression on his face.

After
a few minutes, Remy regained his speech.

“Chere,
you look like it hurt”.

Sighing,
as if the last thing Logan wanted to do right now was talk, he opened
one eye to look at Remy and said “Rems, darlin', I've got a lot
of catching up to do”.

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