Fireworks and the Healing Begins | By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Jubilee Views: 5549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Mac's hands moved over the buttons on his console. An image of Wolverine walking out to the beginning of the training area flickered next to another image of Heather and Michael Twoyoungman, better known as Shaman. Yet another image flickered on the large screen in his office of the rest of Alpha Flight gathering in the Observation Area.
"Are we ready?" asked Mac.
"Vindicator, they've reached the commencement point," said Northstar from beside Wolverine, on the display screen.
"All systems ready?" asked Mac.
"All functioning normally," came the voice of Heather.
"Is the trainee ready?" asked Mac.
"She's on her way now," Aurora answered.
"Good," Mac Hudson nodded. "Shall we commence with the testing exercise? Have the combatants been briefed?"
"Yes sir," said Heather. "Both of them are in the starting position at opposite ends of the Zone now…"
"Excellent… commence phase 1…"
"Phase one… referees and combatants are the only ones that should remain on the field… Northstar, Aurora you will keep in light contact then join the others in the observation area till called… make ready to drop your agents…" said Heather Hudson. He pressed another button with his good hand, and called up the image of Wolverine being carried under the armpits by Northstar.
"Well this is it," said Northstar.
"Can you go any fucking faster, I wanna get this over with, pal," Wolverine mumbled as they streaked across the mile or so towards the red end of the training field.
"So do I… but I don't think the others agree… they're taking wagers already…"
"Perfect…" Wolverine grumbled. "They have a sick sense o' humor…"
"What can I say? You're a popular event lately…"
"Just cut the jabber n' drop me off already, Northie," Wolverine growled at him.
"As you wish, Monsieur," said Northstar with a smirk. "Best of luck to you…"
"Hah fucking hah," Wolverine answered as Northstar released him. He chuckled as he heard the surprised "HEYYY!" as Wolverine plummeted earthwards.
He flipped into a small ball and caught the tree branch nearby to twirl around and flip to the next one before dropping onto his blue boots. They crunched into the new fallen snow as he hit. Breath misted around his mouth and in front of his face as he sniffed the air for his quarry.
A smell of ozone and light receded, and the streaking hiss of air vanished as Northstar streaked back to the observation dome. He was alone in the Red Zone, glancing back and forth and opening all senses to the task at hand. Memories surfaced of the last time he'd done this… back when he'd joined Alpha Flight.
Ahead of him were the winding paths receding into tall trees. Snow lightly touched his bare arms, and he ran lightly along the snow, making little more noise than a deer. Stealthily he crept from the cover of one tree to another, tracing that distant feminine scent he knew only too well.
"All right Jubes, this is it… hope ya forgive me darlin' cause this sure as shit ain't gonna be a Danger room workout…"
***
"Ready?" asked Aurora as she streaked towards the White Area, and Jubilee swallowed hard.
"Holy SHIT! Do you just… drop me?" she gasped.
"Yes… but I'll try to find someplace soft…"
"I'll manage," said Jubilee. "After all, flying's one thing, landing's another…"
"All right…" said Aurora. "Good luck to you!"
Jubilee felt Aurora's hands let go, and she spread wide her arms. Twin streams of sparkling plasma cascaded from her fingertips onto the fast approaching ground. She jarred a bit as they held her up, and she slowly reabsorbed them as she broke her fall.
Glancing around she saw the dark shapes of trees and rocky terrain, which blocked all but a small patch of sky. A white streak shooting across like a comet indicated Aurora was on her way back to watch. Inhaling deeply, Jubilee took one step forward, followed by another. There was no sound except for trickling water, and the whistle of the wind. Each step crunched the snow, and she was sure that Wolverine wherever he was could pick it up.
For a time she moved towards the west, hoping that the receding sun was indicating the direction of the Red Zone where she'd expect him to come towards her. The rules were simple: whoever could make it closest to their opponent's zone first, or fight their opponent to a stalemate was considered successful. If there was any blood drawn, that was a penalty.
Despite this, she steeled herself to expect Wolverine to come crashing out of the trees with a snarl any minute. It would be far better than flinching at ever crack of branches, or every stray rustle of leaves. Jubilee tired of the next half hour of wandering the trees aimlessly, and decided to show him once and for all just WHERE she was. Raising her hand, she shot up a flare of gold that hissed upwards. It exploded into a starburst of purple, gold and silver. For a brief moment the clearing was washed in blinding light and she saw a dark shape moving.
"Gotcha," she grinned to herself, moving towards it.
***
"Jesus Christ," Logan thought to himself when the blinding light seared his eyes. Pretty much what he was expecting, he thought ruefully. Not a bad start, considering she just gave away her position to draw him out. But he wasn't buying it. He could hear the inhalation and the hiss of her fireworks, and smell the smoky plasma mingled with Jubilee's scent.
What the flaming heck was she wearing, anyway, he wondered as he tracked back to the mental image he had before the Fourth of July blinded him temporarily. Red, white, and black, which didn't conform to what he recalled her uniform resembling. Then he scolded himself for forgetting they would have given her a trainee uniform in these conditions.
"You think I'm coming out to get ya darlin… you know me better than that…" Wolverine said to himself as he scrambled up into a tree, and then waited for her scent to approach. A few twigs snapped, and he grinned to himself. She'd fallen for it.
"Come out and get me already!" Jubilee's voice hollered over the wind. "C'mon goddamn it.. .it's COLD!"
Her voice echoed on the rocks, and Logan had to admit it was bold as brass of her to expose herself so soon. She could have done any number of things to get him now, and she was walking right into his trap. Hadn't he taught her anything?
A searing blast of white and red exploded against the tree, and he leapt out of it as the one next to him caught fire. He ducked out of the way, as the blaze was siphoned off with a huge burst of snow. So jubilee had learned how to use her power to propel missiles to a limited extent. Nice trick. Probably made her plasma tangible and cold enough to cup the snowball and shoot it towards him like Gambit tossed cards.
Shaking snow off him, he crept around the trees, hearing the crunch of her feet in the snow, and the inhalation and exhalation. Her scent was tangible, almost on top of him when his sight slowly returned in a gray blur. Healing factor worked well, and soon he was able to see her red and white uniformed shape hurling snowballs left, right and center. Another exploded against the tree ten yards away, and he chuckled.
It was now or never, as her back was turned. So obvious, but he knew he had to do something sooner rather than later. He let himself drop, not bothering to unsheathe his claws and give himself away. There was not a sound as he landed behind her, and pounced.
Jubilee barely whirled in time when she heard the thump, and a shot of plasma hit Wolverine square in the chest, knocking him over. It stung, but there was not much heat behind it, except enough to get his attention. He let escape a snarl as he rolled over to face her.
"There you are," said Jubilee. "Took you fucking long enough already!"
"Where the hell do ya think yer going, Jubes?" he asked, his voice low and gutturally. She seemed unfazed, a small smile on her face as she drew back her hand, and tensed. However he waited, his fangs bared a bit as he waited for her.
A shower of pyro sizzled, and he had left the ground while Jubilee flipped over on her hands. Wolverine missed her, but turned to see her send off another round of plasma in his direction, fanning out from her hand like an arc.
"Nowhere now," she laughed, her pink visor hiding those blue eyes as effectively as his mask obscured his. She flipped again, and then gained enough momentum to scramble up the side of a tree, and grab the nearest branch. Beast must have taught her that, for he saw the smoking holes left by heated fingers that sizzled into the trunk.
"Cute," he muttered. Note to self, the firework can climb…
Wolverine circled the tree, and then leapt upwards towards her. The SNICKT of his claws was a welcome sound, and she knew he wasn't playing with her anymore, or was he? Jubilee leapt off the tree with a laugh. Wolverine growled, baring his fangs as she dropped. . There was no thump, and he saw she was pushing down with two streams of fireworks like she'd seen Havok do those years ago when they fought X Force.
"C'mon and get me," she teased as she made tracks in the snow. Wolverine launched himself off the tree, both sets of claws extended as he plummeted face first towards her.
She rolled out of the way, hoping she'd missed, when something stung her thigh. He'd tagged her, and she felt disbelief. He'd drawn blood. Wasn't that against the rules? She barely recovered before she heard his roar, and rolled over and over away as fast as she could.
"Shit," she cursed. It hurt and stung, and she saw the blood dripping from a small cut on the white side of her costume. Angrily she hurled a paff towards him just as he hovered above her, and managed to knock him away. She had just enough time to break into a run and duck behind a tree to catch her breath.
"You're in for it now," he growled from just a few trees away.
Jubilee thrust herself right before him, bursting a shot of light to blind him, or so she hoped. She couldn't help shout, "Let's see what you've got. You owe me a workout in the Danger room!"
Wolverine heard her laugh increase in volume and then fade. Her voice sounded less muffled, in an open space and he knew she had reached the clearing he'd scoped out.
"My kind of words," he laughed as he pounced on her with a roar. She twisted and flipped him over her head. Spitting out snow, Wolverine growled and leapt again. He was playing with her. She hurled a paff in his face, blinding him. However he smelled and heard her easily as she dodged a swipe of his fist. Something connected with his back, and he grunted with the force of her kick. Another paff bombarded his chest, and he flexed his wrists. The 'snickt' of his claws extending echoed with a metallic ring in the woods. Jubilee saw that he meant business now.
"Try n' stop me, woman," Wolverine said with a low guttural roar that startled her. Jubilee realized he was testing her. He'd hardly ever used his claws when they drilled. Except when he knew that it was life or death.
Before she knew it he was almost on top of her. She twisted out of the way as he shot past, and swept out her leg, catching him in the knees and knocking him.
He flipped and landed easily, his legs wide apart. Slashes hissed out and she backed away, her fingers crackling with her power as blasts knocked at him. They didn't stop him, and for one moment her heart pounded with fear as he again leapt at her. Gen X training kicked in from Penance, and Jubilee's fists blazed as she attacked him with a full grade paff.
Wolverine roared in anger as the energy pushed him back. He lay stunned in the snow. She walked up, unrelenting as she bombarded him. He rolled to his feet shakily and then the claws flashed, batting off her barrage. Jubilee was tiring fast as she hurled more energy at him.
"Can't keep me away like that, woman," he called in his battle voice. "I keep comin' back for more…"
"Not if I get you first, you stubborn son of a bitch!" Jubilee laughed in a battle hardened shrill. She leapt up, flipping over on her hands and knees as she came at him, and her sharp kick connected with his knee. They were hand to hand, her fists crackling with her power as she hit and punched, and he blocked easily. Wolverine suddenly swept out with his leg and she went into the snow, on her back. She barely had time to bring her legs up to push him off when he moved. She backed away, her eyes gleaming white as her power increased.
A wall of fireworks stopped him, but he kept slashing away, unrelenting. Jubilee couldn't keep it up, and turned away, firing another blast as she retreated. "You can run, but ya can't hide," he said. "Big mistake!"
She felt him slam into her, tackling her waist as she crashed under his weight, and twisted in fear, her heart pounding. This was a more serious game. For a second she felt he'd really kill her if he could, relationship or not. He twisted her under him and knelt on her legs, his fist shoved under her chin. His other hand pinned her wrist.
"Now what, darlin?" he asked, his face twisted into a snarl. "I gotcha now… now do I pop these one by one, and shis-kabob your pretty brains?"
A rasping slide came as his first and third claws went SNIKT on either side of her face, almost cutting her but not quite. Steel caressed her skin, and she trembled. He was seeing her as the enemy, and she swallowed hard. What was he doing?
***
"Mon Dieu!" exclaimed Aurora as she saw the image on the screen.
"Merde, she's in for it now," Northstar shook his head. "She forgot that it's no use drawing him into the open…"
"You have to admit she lasted a long time against him…" Puck said.
"He won't hurt her, surely, it's all for show… sooner or later Heather's going to stop it…" Aurora whispered.
"How's she gonna get out of that… he looks like he's gonna pop his claws!" Walter shook his head.
"He can't do that, can he?" Aurora whispered.
Wolverine's fangs were bared, and his fist was pushed up against the skin of Jubilee's exposed neck. Her own lips were twisted into a gritting defiant expression as she squirmed under him. Those remote cameras had tracked it all, and everyone fell silent as the seconds ticked into two full minutes.
"Look at that…" Northstar pointed. He saw a quick jerk from Jubilee's hand that was snared at her side. He blinked, watching as her hand grabbed the side of Wolverine's masked face.
"What's she doing?" Puck asked.
"Activating her power…" Northstar whispered.
"She won't hurt him will she…" Aurora whispered back.
"I knew she'd pull something… power's building up…" Northstar laughed excitedly. "YES!!! She's got HIM now…"
"How can you sit there and watch this?" Aurora yelled at him.
"Better question is why the hell Heather hasn't stopped this!" Walter shouted "Guardian! What's going on… they're in a stalemate!"
"Not till I see clearly… it doesn't look like either one's going to yield!" said Heather.
Michael Twoyoungmen's voice cut in, "Both their respiration and heart rates are through the roof. Adrenaline's surging… I think they might kill each other if we don’t'…"
"He won't do it, I know he won't…" Heather gritted. "He's just showing her what he's made off…"
"That's the weapon X I remember… shit…" Puck mumbled in awe.
On the screen they saw the two faces fixed in each other's stares. Jubilee's teeth were bared considerably, her eyes glowing white hot behind her visor. The misting around her hand had increased to a steady glow, and Wolverine began to snarl low in his throat as the heat increased. Pheremones blistered pure and hot, pulling out the animal in her as his challenged the flight or fight. Despite her anger, she felt her nipples studding out through the tightness of the white and red uniform. Anger turned momentarily to hot lust before surging once more to prove who was dominant.
***
"Give up, darlin', give up now…" Wolverine gritted. "It's over…"
"You can't stop me like some poor asshole… not before I'd barbecue your brains!" Jubilee hissed. The urge to prove that she was savage enough to survive was paramount.
"Seems we're at a standoff," he breathed.
Wolverine's fist pushed harder into her jaw, and her fingers clamped down on his cheek, her hand increasing in heat on his skin. For five seconds their eyes met, wild and unfettered, Jubilee's body rising and falling under his hips as he pinned her, and he saw himself in her eyes. Her heart pounded audibly, and her scent reeked of violence, and an anger that burned deep. This was not the Jubilee he had reckoned with. Rather the glazed sleepwalker who was about to snap and incinerate him, or mate him silly.
"Yeah, how about that… you are the best at what you do, but when it comes to what I do… you're gonna see some SERIOUS SHIT!" she trailed off before Wolverine snared her wrist and pinned it and her other hand behind her head. Why hadn't Heather stopped the test? What was she waiting for?
"I'm still the best at what I do, Jubilee, you have to give up now…" he panted, the animal rage supercharging him as it had so many times. With the adamantium he was now unbeatable.
"Damn you! I won't give up," she gasped, unable to stop the anger that was growing inside her ever more and more. She was teetering on the edge of something, and couldn't stop the rage that coursed through her stomach. Everything was screaming this was wrong, but why couldn't she stop her powers from heating up? He was groaning from the pain, and some small part of her was glad to see him suffer. What am I doing… and why can't I stop… before I hurt him… I can't hurt him…
"I don't wantcha to, darlin' but you gotta calm down… this isn't about me beating ya… you've gotta stop whatever's building up inside you now, or you'll get worse," he growled. He still leaned over her, and she looked up at him, torn.
"I don't want to hurt you, don't make me…" she gritted.
"Jubilee… stop it… now…" Wolverine growled, retracting his claws and shaking her. "It's over… it's over…"
"I can't stop… I want to… but I can't!" Jubilee cried.
"Jubilee, don’t' do this… this isn't about who's better. This is just a test… just you and me… I won't hurt ya… you know I never actually would… it's only a test… please snap outta it!"
Jubilee quivered under him, letting out a startled cry and choked as her hand dropped from the side of his head. She tossed her head back and forth, sniffling, "You almost made me hurt you… what if you WERE trying to hurt me… I wanted to hurt you back… but I can't…"
"Darlin I didn't…" he trailed off as she closed her eyes, and tears steamed down her cheeks as she went limp under her body.
"Logan how could you fucking do this to me… " she sobbed.
"Aww cripes Darlin'… it's over… it's all right… I'm here Darlin…" Wolverine sighed. He tugged off his mask and reached down to stroke her cheek.
"I'll never be as good as you…never be good enough to…" she trailed off. Then he tugged off her mask and she knew he wouldn't have killed her. But what had possessed her to want to harm the one person she cared about most? The anger that he used for his purpose was now inside of her. Although she knew it was for the sake of the test, for an instant of a second she'd wanted to cause him pain. It shamed her. She would never be able to have him trust her again. It was a test, and she was sure she'd flunked it.
"Shh," he urged, kissing her cheek and tasting her salt there. "I've got years o' experience on ya… you're lots more dangerous than I thought… but there's a lot more ya gotta know… you need to be here darlin… this proves that…"
"I failed the test… Logan…" she sobbed. "I almost hurt you… killed you…"
"You'd never do that… That's why they… I'm gonna teach ya so nobody'll be able to hurt you, and you'll never go out of control like I can…"
"Logan…" she sniffled. "I wanted to hurt you… I couldn't help myself…I failed the test…"
"No ya didn't darlin, you didn't, I shouldn't have…" he trailed off.
"No you shouldn't have, goddamn it!" she yelled at him. "How could you put me through this… I thought you cared about me… I thought… DAMN YOU!"
"Jubilee, what's going on? Is this about me testing ya? Cause if it is… I didn't know… they had to be sure..." he asked her as he shifted his weight on her.
"You asshole, why didn't you TELL me that this was gonna happen?" she yelled at him.
"Jubilee," Wolverine got out.
"I thought I could trust you, I thought I could…"
"Does that count as a win, lose or a draw?" Aurora asked.
"Logan, you idiot," Puck groaned as he put his hand to his head.
"Took them long enough," Northstar snorted.
"You just met them, how can you possibly have anything to say about this?" asked Snowbird as she sighed in exasperation.
"Come on, Snowbird, you can't deny they wanted to get into each other's pants the second we saw 'em together!" Walter chuckled.
"You have a very eloquent way of putting things, sir," Northstar glanced at him witheringly. "I can see why my sister is drawn to your rapier wit…"
"Don't even start with me, brother," Aurora shook her head. "If I wasn't so happy for Jubilee and Logan, I'd kick your backside all the way to Quebec!"
"You're a lover, not a scrapper, love," Walter smirked. "Don't waste your time on your brother… especially since he's more than hot and bothered…"
"Shaddup Walter," Puck whacked him in the back of the head. "Wolverine just blew his big chance at leadership… doncha get it?"
"I thought you'd be happy about that," said Snowbird.
"Well, I was just starting to get used to having the runt around again," Puck muttered.
"So, it was a draw, big deal… that doesn't mean anything does it?" asked Aurora. "She can still join the team… we saw she could hold her own…"
"But when the chips were down, she still couldn't bring herself to…" Puck said.
"Are you mad, she had that same look in her eye at that moment," Snowbird interrupted. "They are of the same fire…"
"Great, two psychos for the price of one," Walter wisecracked.
"All right people, enough with the MST3K," Heather barked over the intercom. "This observation's over…"
"So do they flunk or not, boss lady?" asked Puck.
"I'm still deciding, Puck," she answered over the intercom.
"You have to admit she almost whipped his backside," Northstar said. "Not bad… for a newbie…"
"Be careful brother, or I'd think you'd switched allegiances," Aurora joked.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," he glared at her.
"So, who's going to break the lovebirds up?" asked Walter.
"Good question," came Heather's voice over the intercom. "You and Michael will go over the test readings and compare them to her profiles. I hope that one of us will find a way to convince Wolverine that the test is more than over…"
"I'm not gonna volunteer. Especially since he's got six reasons to argue against it…"
"He's co leader of Alpha Flight, I don't think we can pull rank," Puck mumbled. "You're the leader Heather, you cool him off…"
"Good idea actually," said Walter. "You hear that Heather…"
"Michael, perhaps you can pull something out of your medicine pouch to calm their passions?" Heather said.
"As good as done…" came Michael Twoyoungmen's voice. "I'll be waiting for your input Walter…"
"Good as done. But what if he doesn't get the hint…"
"Perhaps I can provide an argument if he doesn't get it," said Puck. "If I have some backup…"
"This is a bad idea," Northstar mumbled.
"Since you idiots are intent on courting suicide, I will attend you," Aurora shook her head. They left the observation area.
***
"Attention combatants, please get ready to leave the testing area… the trial is over…" came Mac's voice.
"Damn, I went and hurt you, just like I promised I wouldn't," Wolverine cursed as he squeezed his eyes shut. "You've done nothing all these years but trust me, Jubilee, and this is how I thank you… I must be like him…"
"Logan," she sighed as she saw the anguish creasing his face. "No… you aren't like him don't even SAY it!"
"Jubilee, I'm not the person to help you through this, don't you see?" Logan gritted. "The others… they can, but after what I just did…"
"Don't even frickin say it," she choked as she raised a finger to his lips. "You're NOT like that mother fucking son of a bitch… I know you didn't do it deliberately… you didn't know you'd have to fight me… please say you didn't know…"
"I didn't, darlin'," Wolverine whispered, his eyes fixing into hers. "You believe me?"
"Yes," she nodded. "Even though I feel like I want to beat the shit out of you… I can't stop what I feel. And maybe I deserve this for what I tried to do… to you… to us…"
"What the hell?" Logan asked, sitting up. "How dare you say that! You don't deserve to be screwed around, by anyone… least of all me…"
"Jesus Christ Wolvie! I could have killed you as you killed me," she whispered. "That's what you were trying to test me on…"
"It was a test exercise, nothing more Jubilee. You KNOW I'd never do anything to hurt you…" Logan said quickly. "I couldn't… not after all we've been through together… Damn... there are not enough words to tell you how sorry I am…"
"Then don't keep saying you’re sorry," Jubilee choked. "You don't know what it's like to have someone you thought you could count on suddenly just take everything you ever thought was… and just twist it up and shove it in your face…"
"I do," Wolverine said gruffly, as he stroked her cheek and she flinched from his touch. "More than you'd ever know darlin. I'm not blind, and I’m not stupid. I tried to stop things before they started. Because you'd hate yourself and me. I'd end up tearing your heart out cause it's just not something we should do…"
"Dammit to hell Logan!" Jubilee cried. "What's with you? Look me in the eye and tell me now… that you don't want me because I remind you of how you could fuck up if you got outta control…"
"Why would I think that, Jubes? I can't forget that I'm just as destructive as you are, and neither can you. It's nothing to be ashamed of. I don't want you to hate me Jubilee. Don't you think I figured this might happen…?"
"I can't stop how I feel. You know that!" she shot back at him.
"Darlin', I know. I couldn't stand to lose you… I'm only here to help you… and this proves how much ya need me to be here for you. Yer NOT alone…"
"You sure have a shitty way of showing it…" she sobbed as she grabbed his face, and pressed her lips to his angrily. Her kiss was furtive and desperate, and she clung to him with all her strength.
However Wolverine pulled her face lightly from his, and moved his lips over to cover hers with a force that stunned her. He turned the desperate angst ridden gesture into something far more. Jubilee trembled as his lips caressed hers with a balance of force and delicacy that spoke of years of experience. "I don't want to lose you, Jubilee… Jubilation," he whispered against her lips.
"You won't lose me, you won't," she sobbed. "I won't let you… I…"
"Shh," he whispered, rubbing her lips with a gloved fingertip.
"Don't push me away Logan, I…"
"I can't… I daren't darlin," he said with his voice deepening.
"Because you feel sorry for me, or what?" Jubilee asked, voice cracking.
"Uh uh, never… I never feel sorry for you," he growled angrily, and she shivered. Lips moved together, and she moaned against the incredible hunger building up in her body at that moment. Jubilee wrapped her arms around his neck, dizzy with the sensation of his kiss burning through her like one of her plasma paffs.
"Jesus H Hell, Logan," she gasped as she glanced up at him. His fingers brushed her hair from her face as he leaned heavily on her, and she didn't want him to move.
"I didn't want it to happen like this, Jubilation," he growled deeply. "You deserve far better than a burned out ol' soldier with a screwed up mind and a body that won't burn out when it should've decades ago…"
"Shut up Logan, knock it off, okay?" Jubilee scolded him. "Or I'll do it for you!"
Wolverine's last protest died in her next kiss, and his sounds were unintelligible. Jubilee pushed all the desperation and longing into that gesture, pulling up all those years that she wished she'd have this moment. She parted her knees, cradling his thighs as he sank between them. His body was slowly responding to their proximity, his hardness bumping against the junction of her legs.
Again he responded, cupping the back of her neck with his hand. Although she was shivering through the insulated uniform, Logan's body heat seeped through her quickly with its force. Unconsciously or consciously she rocked her hips, causing a moan through their merged lips. His hands crept around between them to run his hands over the three dimensional curve of her breasts.
"Logan," Jubilee whispered against his lips.
"Hmm what darlin?" he growled softly.
"You weigh a damn ton with those bones… I'd forgotten," Jubilee groaned. "And my back's all wet… you big doofus!"
"Sorry darlin," he chuckled. She saw the gleam in his eye as he leaned down and caught her into another kiss. However he slid his hands behind her back and tugged her up so she was sitting in his lap in the snow. It was just too irresistible, and she seized his lips roughly in return, trying to see how far he would take this. His hands slid down her back, cupping her ass and tugging her forwards to straddle him. Legs tightened around his waist, as they pressed their fronts together. Through unstable molecules her breasts rubbed against his muscular chest with erotic friction.
"So, did I flunk?" she chuckled. Her nether regions tingled, and she saw from the slight opening of his mouth and baring of his teeth he was drinking in the arousing scent of her femininity.
"Well, I can't be more proud of ya… for a minute there you looked like you'd polish me off the same instant I would you…" he panted.
"That's not funny," Jubilee said soberly, her arousal falling flat like a cold shower. It had a similar effect on him as well.
"No it ain't, darlin'," Wolverine agreed. He stood up with her in his arms, and gently set her on her feet.
"Are you two done?" asked a voice that made her jump, and she moved close to him instinctively.
"So, what took you so frickin long to come bring us delinquents back?" Wolverine commented mildly as he kept his hand at the small of Jubilee's back.
"Did we flunk out?" Jubilee asked. "Gimmie the bad news now… I can take it…"
"Non, mon ami," said Aurora with a light laugh as she soared up to levitate a few feet about them both, while Northstar approached them from the opposite side.
"I am sorry for the interruption," said Northstar. "But Vindicator is most insistent that you return for a debriefing…"
"So, how annoyed is she?" asked Jubilee, worried.
"The usual amount," Aurora chuckled.
"Recess is over I guess," Logan mumbled to Jubilee.
"Great," she mumbled back, wondering if he'd push her away. He didn't, instead continuing to pull her closer to his hip.
"One of you clowns gonna give us a ride back in style, or shall I take the long way back?" Wolverine asked as he pulled his mask down over his face again.
"Allow us," said Northstar. "Unless you feel the need to…"
"Stop fooling around and let's go… you may be our co leader, but you still have responsibilities," Puck said.
"Oh let him abuse his power, he's earned it," said Aurora.
"Stuff it, three musketeers. I'll behave…" Wolverine waved them away dismissively.
"Want a ride?" Aurora asked Jubilee.
"Go on, Jubes, I'll catch up…" he said. "I think you could use some hot chocolate and a nice hot shower… since I pushed ya into the snow…"
"I'll be waiting for you," Jubilee said meaningfully as she grabbed Aurora's hands and the two of them rose into the air. A streak of white and black, and they were gone.
"Monsieur?" asked Northstar.
"I'll find my own way back, pal, thanks," Wolverine said.
"You shouldn't keep your lady waiting," Northstar said as he grabbed Logan under the armpits and shot off after his sister.
"Hey!" Puck shouted.
"Consider it a training exercise," Northstar teased.
"You sob," Puck shook his head and laughed as he swung up into the nearest tree, and catapulted himself over the fence. It didn't take long for him to catch up in his own way.
***
"I did flunk, admit it…" Jubilee groaned as Aurora landed in front of the main entrance to the training complex.
"Oh if you did, you'd have known by now. But let's get you changed and full of something hot… before your beau comes back…"
"Jesus Christ, Aurora it just happened so fast," Jubilee whispered.
"You must tell me all about it," Aurora smiled as she whisked her inside, where Snowbird was waiting with the others.
"Nice going Firecracker," Walter said, and Jubilee shot him a withering look.
"This firecracker would whip you into shape in no time flat," Aurora grimaced at him.
"Guestrooms are ready," said Snowbird. "If you'll come this way…"
Heather Hudson entered the room, and looked at Jubilee standing there. "Good, glad to see you back here in one piece…"
"So, what's the bad news?" Jubilee asked.
"You actually passed," said Heather. "Considering the antics at the end… but that will be stricken from the official record…"
"C'mon Heather, you remember what happened when…" Walter said.
"Don't remind me. And just for that, you get the joy of showing Wolverine to his quarters… I'm sure you'll make sure he's settled in…"
"Um, no thanks… from the look on his face, I'm one of his least favorites…" Walter muttered as he saw Northstar drop Wolverine off at the front door.
"What do you have to complain about?" Heather shot back. "I'm the one who interrupted their little…"
"Later!" Walter said as he rushed off towards the medlab. "Gotta help Michael with those test results…"
"So, Red, what's the verdict? In or out?" asked Logan as he strode up to her, his eyes gleaming with something between irritation and anxiety.
"She's in. But I am worried…"
"I figured as much, Red. Do me a favor and let's just say I should've shown better judgement…" he sighed.
"I need your expertise Wolverine. I can't do this alone," Heather said. "Don't start beating yourself up because you abused your power…"
"Heather, knock it off," Wolverine muttered. "I'm already doing a good enough job beatin' myself up over this. It was a royal screw up, and if I'd just thought before I'd jumped into this…"
"It was bound to happen," Heather said with a wry grin. "And in a way I'm glad. About time you stopped pining over me… just kidding…"
"Well, jokes on me, Red," he chuckled. "But I don't want to mess this up. She's so fragile right now… I just…"
"We're all here for you, trust us."
"How can I think of leading when…"
"We need you, and you promised. So just give yourself a chance to help me, help Mac. What better place for you both than here…" said Heather. "You're two of the same kind. This I knew from the first few minutes we engaged you two in battle…"
"I need to think," Wolverine muttered.
"Then do so with a hot bath, and some decent food… we've brought your things from the inn… I've made sure your room is ready…"
***
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