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Changes	By : jjblazer Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Marie Views: 6452 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Changes

Author: jjblazer

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Rating: NC-17

Summary: movieverse (kinda�.)

Changes - 03

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There was an awkward silence. Logan stood with his arms crossed and stared hard at Marie. He seemed to have forgotten Jubilee was even there.

Jubes took a breath and looked back and forth between them. Piping up with false brightness she said, �You�re welcome for the ride, Wolvie.� No response, not even to that ridiculous nickname. The two of them were looking daggers at each other. �Ok then. I�ll just see myself out.� Again, nothing. Jubilee heaved a sigh. �Earth to Marie? I�ll be back in an hour, ok?� She certainly didn�t want to leave Marie with no out in this situation. Putting Logan on a time clock seemed the best option.

Marie shook herself out of her seeming trance. �Yeah. Yeah, Jubes. Sure.�

Jubilee took her leave.

Marie crossed her arms and resisted the urge to tap her foot. �So? Something you wanted?�

Logan snorted and moved around her apartment, looking things over. Looking, damn him, like he owned the place.

He stopped and glared at her from across the room. �So. You were gonna tell me about this when?�

Marie dropped her arms and her hands curled into fists. �When I was damn good and ready!� Which, probably, would be never. She had to move on. And if he was too thickheaded to figure that out, that was his problem.

�Don�t swear, Marie. It doesn�t set well on you.�

She gaped at him. Was he fucking serious? He was �still� going to try and run her life? Uh uh, no way. Not any more.

Marie marched to the door and opened it. �Out.�

He stared at her, stunned. She couldn�t be fucking serious. She was throwing him out? Uh uh, no way. Not until they got this straightened out. Whatever �this� was.

At a loss, he said the first thing that popped into his head. �When you coming home?�

�Home?� She took a look around. �I think I�m there already.�

�You can�t stay here. Not alone.�

She looked at him pityingly. �Logan, I�m alone wherever I go. You see to that. Remember?�

He seemed to cringe under the accusations, looking away from her. In spite of her spiking anger, she didn�t really have it in her to purposely hurt him. So, she backpedaled a bit. If he�d come here for explanations, he was gonna get �em. Not that he�d like them.

�Logan, I don�t want to be alone anymore. Getting this under my control has been hard, terribly hard. And I don�t even get any benefit from all that hard work. True, the others at the school don�t flinch away from me quite as often anymore when they remember that I can touch now without killing them. But I want more than just �not� to be a freak among freaks. I want love. I want sex. I want to touch someone. And I want someone to touch me.� She crossed her arms and tilted her head at him. �And since you, mister, don�t seem to be wanting to fill that need for me, this is where we part company.�

Cornered, he started talking � or at least he tried to. That she had mentioned sex and himself in practically the same sentence scared him silly.

�Marie � look, close the goddamned door, would ya?� Reluctantly, she let it swing closed. And then he just stood there, not having any idea what to tell her. He took a look around and decided on the couch. Flopping himself down, he nailed her with a penetrating look. It was one that had in the past always gotten her to do whatever he told her. He hoped it would still work.

�Come �ere. We gotta get this straightened out.� He held out a hand to her and warily, she crossed the room and joined him on the couch, pretending not to notice his outstretched hand. Sitting sideways next to him, she again waited for him to say something.

Actually somewhat relieved that she hadn�t reached for his hand, he let it fall to his thigh, hoping she wouldn�t notice how awkwardly it sat there.

�You say you want love. I know that, Marie. Everybody wants that.�

Surprised, she murmured quietly, �Even you?�

His mouth tightened and he looked away. �We ain�t talkin� about me. We�re talkin� about you. And you know I love you, Marie. I�ve always looked out for you, there�s nothin� I wouldn�t do for you.�

�That may be true, Logan. But it�s different now. I�m not a little kid any more that needs looking out for. In case you haven�t noticed, I�m a twenty-three year old woman and the kind of love you�re talking about just isn�t � isn�t enough.�

He blinked at her. Twenty-three? When did that happen? He looked her over like he�d never seen her before.

She huffed out a sad laugh. �Yes, time marches on. Not for you, maybe, but for the rest of us it does. You�re just going to have to face up to that fact.�

He was silent for a long while. His number one excuse for not letting himself think of her �that way� didn�t exist any longer. It hadn�t for some time. There was still a sizeable difference in their respective ages � but there was a sizeable difference between his age, whatever that really was, and just about everyone else in the whole world.

�Darlin�, I�m sorry I kissed you like that last night. I shouldn�ta done that.�

At the endearment, her eyebrows rose unexpectedly. Quickly covering it up, she said with a degree of fatalism, �Well, it wasn�t all bad. At least someone finally did it.� She dropped her gaze. �Even if you did it like you hated me, I�ll still always be grateful that my first real kiss was from you.� And how pathetic was that? Marie was disgusted with herself and tired of the whole messy subject. �But if it freaks you out so much, you should just go.�

He made a grab for her as she rose from the couch, this time managing to snag her hand. �No! No, Marie. We gotta get this sorted out.� What she�d just said, about kissing her like he hated her, made his soul scream with guilt. He was terrified he would handle this badly, just as he had last night. This �new� Marie, one confident in her own wants, openly defiant of him, able to touch - and, most disturbing of all, wanting to �be� touched - was a Marie he didn�t have the slightest idea how to handle.

Staring at her hand, her bare hand, held tightly clutched in his, Marie�s eyes slowly dragged up to meet his � and she made a conscious change in tactics. She climbed right in on top of him, straddling his hips. It was the most physical contact she�d had with him in ages. And it felt so damned good she could hardly stand it. She decided to go for broke.

�This could be good, Logan. For both of us. You�ve taught me almost everything else in my life. Why not this, too?� She caressed his face and ran her hands, the ones that were now without those hated gloves, into his hair, her palms on fire at the tactical sensations, the feel of him.

Logan was shocked into speechlessness at her bold move, at her touching him. Her lithe body, the weight of her, felt so damn good straddling his lap that it was making it hard to think. He�d managed to avoid anything remotely like this for ages. His resolve, to never lay a hand on her, was quickly dwindling. Still, he gave it his best shot.

�Marie, I can�t do this.� It was hard to get the words out of his mouth. �You know I�m no good for you.� Both hoping and fearing she�d take him at his word, it occurred to him that if she did, he�d be leaving here without her. And she�d be starting a new life, one that didn�t include him. One that would eventually include someone else. The thought scared him so badly he couldn�t actually breathe for a second.

�No, you moron, I don�t know that!� His eyebrows shot up at her sharp tone and the sharper yank to his hair as her fingers tightened their grip. �You�ve got some terrible complex that you�re not good enough for anyone. Well, you�re good enough for me. And if you�ll have me, Logan, I�m all yours.�

Marie could see his unwillingness to truly understand her, so she clarified things for him � explicitly. �All yours. Every bit of me. Sexually. In your bed. Under you, on top of you. Inside my body and in my mouth. Any way you can think of to take me.� Her voice faltered as she laid it all on the line. If he rejected her now, after throwing herself, her heart, at him, she knew she would never be able to face him again.

This was it. This was all or nothing. That it might turt tot to be nothing scared her so badly she couldn�t actually breathe for a second.

Beyond thinking, beyond rationalizations, every deeply repressed image her words evoked shattered his ability to fight this any longer. Seemingly of their own volition, his hands went to her hips and he pulled her closer.

�You sure about this, baby? Really sure?� Jesus, he was shaking. This was it. This was all or nothing. He hoped she understood that. Because if they started this, it would be for keeps.

Unable to utter a word, Marie simply nodded, her eyes drifting to his mouth.

Logan was paralyzed. Everything he thought he understood about how things were with the two of them had changed so suddenly, had sailed right off his carefully constructed map of never-to-be-crossed boundaries, that he simply couldn�t move.

She proved to be far braver than he was. She leaned into him, hesitantly nuzzling his face.

She could feel his heart pounding, unsure if it was due to shock at the things she�d said or lust-filled longing. She hoped it was the latter. �Make love to me, Logan,� she whispered. �We pass this opportunity by, and it won�t come again. Not for either of us.� And she kissed him.

Logan felt his limbs turn to jelly as her soft mouth tentatively explored him. Chastely at first, then not so. As she sensuously pulled at his lower lip, Logan audibly groaned and grasping her hips tightly, suddenly pulled her against him, hard. Taking over, he began to lightly swipe at her mouth with his tongue and she melted. A gasp, and he was inside her, kissing her deeply and possessively.

Logan was fighting, and quickly losing, a battle with his sanity. Her tiny whimpers of response simply overwhelmed him. He was on the verge of losing his mind, wanting her so goddamn bad that rational thinking became an impossibility.

Moans and whimpers accompanied their heated explorations of each other�s mouths, the frightening, unexplored possibilities of what they could be to one another sweeping them away on a tide of passion. Reason was lost.

And Jubilee took this extremely ill-timed moment to start banging on the door.

(to be continued�.)
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