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Jubilant Aniversary	By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Jubilee Views: 3010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Love Canadian Style

By Trynia Merin

Chapter 3

Rating: This isn't for the kids! Story is rated R for adult situations such as M/F consentual heterosexual sex in later chapters, and a few four letter words. Jubilee is 19 going on 20 in this story and has been dating Logan in a committed relationship.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wolverine, Jubilee or the X men, Marvel does! So there's no profit to be gained except the intangible joy of reading some good fanfiction.

Summary: This is an Alternate Universe set in the Animated Series. I know what you're thinking� ANOTHER Wolvie/Jubes story! This is fluffy folks, just good ol' hanging out and hooking up, but it's kind of an interlude taking place a year after Day after Graduation, my PG story on Fanfiction.net.

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"Your place or mine?" she joked as he took her hand and led her up the stairs. Half of her expected he might just suggest they go their separate ways.

"Your choice darlin� either way I'm not too picky," he urged, voice low and guttural. Jubilee grinned. Things were looking up, judging from that gleaming feral spark in his blue eyes with pupils dilated twice their size. Also the tension in his body told her that he was hoping to get her away from any potential interruptions.

"Mine's closer�"

"Yeah, but I ain't keen on wadin' through the garbola, if ya don't mind," he murmured, suddenly impatient as he tugged her after him. Jubilee stifled a giggle as she stumbled and then he half carried her the rest of the way.

"That's SO not fair, Logan�" she pouted.

"C'mere darlin'," he whispered. He set her down outside his door, drawing her to him for a kiss. She threaded her arms behind his head, glad that they were the same height. Reaching around her he grabbed the keys from his jacket pocket and unlocked the door. Only his arm and reflexes stopped him from toppling into her and sending them rudely on the floor.

Instead he rolled her along the wall, and kicked the door shut as he continued a rather promising kiss. His lips and tongue were sweet with whisky and soda, while hers tasted of cherry coke. She giggled, sliding her hands down and pinching his muscular backside, while his hands strayed over hers. Amused at her boldness, he nipped at her neck. She stifled a yelp, and blinked.

"Hey, I can't SEE�"

"I can see just fine," he teased in the gloom. He parted from her, and pushed his jacket off her arms. Shrugging out of it, she let it drop. Wolverine didn�t bother to pick it up; rather he picked her up by the hips and swung her around with a playful growl.

"Hey! No fair!" she yelped, as he swung her in dizzy circles. "Put me down you dweeb!"

"That's what ya get for throwin' my jacket onna floor�"

"If you put me down, smartass, I'd pick it up! Or you could�"

"Got my hands full, an' so do you," he murmured, letting her slid down his chest into his arms again. Lips hungrily covered hers, nibbling on the bottom of her mouth. She yelped in excitement, grasping the back of his neck to hold the kiss as long as she could. Then she became aware of being carried further into the darkness. Only the silver light of stars and moonlight beamed in from the slats of the venetian blinds. Strong hands set her on a yielding surface, and then reached down to pull her boots off. They were Harley boots, high heeled lady versions of the sort he sported now.

Soft silk whispered under her fingers, and she shivered when she realized she was sitting on the Japanese silk bedspread she'd seen so many times. For a time he had sneaked into her boudoir to snuggle in her twin bed, so to keep nosy people from barging into her business. It was rarer however for him to share his room with her.

Weight shifted dramatically when he sat next to her and tugged his own boots off. She then felt him reach for her again. Jubilee kissed him gently at first, and then gasped when he pulled her down on top of him. He rolled her over diagonally so they were both in the center of his full bed; Jubilee sprawled over with her knees to the side.

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Insistently she tugged at the buttons of his flannel shirt. He put his hands on top, and she realized he was encouraging her to tug his shirt out of his jeans. From the way he was yanking at her own shirt, she knew it was okay to keep going. Slowly she fumbled with the buttons, her fingers shaking. Patiently he lay there, keeping his arms at his sides till she pulled the halves apart and ran her hands over his chest covered in just a cotton T-shirt. He shrugged out of the flannel, tossing it aside. Then she raised her arms as he tugged her own babydoll T up and off her head. Fingers reached down to undo her belt and unsnap her jeans. She stood up for a moment, slyly shimmying out of them to his amused chuckle.

He seized her by the waistband of her lacey boy shorts panties, tugging her back down on top of him. She giggled, "I think like someone's REALLY getting impatient here�. Doncha?"

"You think, babe?" he murmured.

"I don't think, I know," she purred, then yelped with a shrieking giggle as he caressed her bare sides. He flipped her over onto the center of the bed, sitting briefly on top of her pelvis as he straddled her. Only for a moment did she feel the full weight of three hundred pounds till he bracketed her hips with his denim clad thighs and braced hands on either side of her shoulders.

"Ya smell so nice," he whispered, nosing into her hair. She gasped as he kissed the hollow of her throat, nipping and nuzzling as he traveled down to between her breasts. Then down her belly to where he kissed her bellybutton and then traveled back with soft licks. Her taste was sweet on his lips, and she groaned with the hot breath fanning her bare goospimpling skin.

Involuntarily she shifted her legs. Up and down his back she massaged his powerful muscles. Feeling the protuberances of his massive spine, then gripping his backside for a brief pinch. "Tell me what you want� how much or little� tell me when t' stop darlin� cause I don't want ya to be scared�"

"I'm not scared�" she whispered, and he groaned as she slid both her legs around one of his. Her femininity was right over the bulge of one jeans clad thigh, and he smelled the arousal. Also, he knew well what she was doing when she repositioned herself and stroked her wetness over a few times. The pressure from her one knee bumped lightly over his groin, which he felt tightening. However he could control it far more exquisitely than most of the boys she must have been with.

"I know what ya want, and that's fine with me darlin, but� do you want my help?" he asked. "Hope I'm not sounding like some damn fool�"

"I so want this," she whispered, and let him roll over so he was partly on his back, and she was free to slide up and down his leg with a sigh of contentment. "And I don't feel insulted if you want to show me what to do� just touch me� please� I want it SOO bad�"

His hands were eager to caress her breasts lightly. The warmth made her push against his chest and then slid down his thigh again. Her legs latched around his and she gasped as she tried to satiate the hunger growing between her own. "Show me how you'd do it� and don't look so surprised� it's all right an' natural for a girl to show a guy how she likes to please herself�"

"It's 'get off'," she chuckled, in embarrassment. "And thanks, Logan�" she added with a soft kiss on his lips, and took his hand to slid it down in the cleft of her legs. He slid his hand and she gasped when he knew exactly where to put it. Slowly she moaned as he rubbed her and she moved up and down his thigh for her hunger, her knee pushing into his groin.

Unusual, but extremely satisfying, he chuckled to himself. He wished more women would think of such a unique way of getting themselves off that involved a man. Plus his knee was rubbing along with his hands but she was getting frustrated. "Might be even better for ya if I touched ya skin on skin� if ya want that is� I can help ya get there if you want me to� but I don't wanna push ya� if yer not ready�"

"I so want you to touch me down there," she whispered as Logan gently tugged at the sides of her panties. She then moaned as he slid his hand gently under the cotton crotch of her under pants. That sensation of his fingers touching her wetness made her almost melt and squeal far more loudly. When she bit off her cry, he kissed her gently.

"Nobody t' hear us, so make whatever noise ya want. Just me here, unless ya want me to back off," he whispered. Slowly he tugged them down, and Jubilee kicked them off her ankles eagerly.

"If you go any slower I'll go NUTS, Logan," she whined. Chuckling he slid his finger partway in, and she writhed with that pressure lightly against her.

"Just relax an' lay back� cause I'll help ya get to where you need t' go�" he growled in her ear, and she lay back with her legs parted. Logan slid his index finger in and out in a slow motion that made her legs clamp around his hand. Gasping and sighing, Jubilee rocked her hips, and rubbed back with his stimulation. Another finger slid in and joined the first, and she was mewling his name. Leaning over he bracketed her legs with his, and thrust steadily harder with roughing fingers into her moist core. Muscles clenched and moisture came all over his hand. For added stimulation he kissed her hard, and she almost bit into his tongue as she came for the first time in her life under a man's stimulation.

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"Oh god, oh god," she panted, shivering under him as he gently kissed her. "I've NEVER come THAT hard in� oh god�"

"I want to make you feel happy, darlin� don't ever be afraid t' tell me what you want or like."

"It's just that I guess, I assumed you'd like know since you've been with women before� not to sound gross or anything�" she trailed off.

"Maybe so, but that don't mean that this ain't special t' me now," he kissed her softly, and pulled his hand from where it was. She was surprised to see him licking his fingers, and somehow that made her more aroused all over again.

"Um you want me to um� get you off too� I mean I kinda have an idea how� but I'm not too good at it�" she trailed off.

"You don't have to do anything to impress me Jube, cause I'm just happy knowing ya wanna be with me in this way," he reassured her. "But I wanna go slow, get you used t' being with me like this, cause I don't wanna mess this up� it's far too important to blow�"

"Thinking of things to blow," she teased and they both laughed. He didn't stop her hand rubbing over the bulge in his jeans. Yet as she lowered her head and tugged at him, he stopped her.

"Ya don't have to. Only when yer ready�" he said.

"But I want to please you too�"

"This ain't just about me pleasing you, or you pleasing me� it's about making yer hands do what ya feel inside. An' if yer nervous an' not ready, I'm sure as HELL not gonna make you pleasure me with your mouth when I haven't done the same to you� whether ya done it to anyone else or not I could care less, I just want you to feel safe with me� cause ya deserve it darlin�" he whispered. She smiled gently, and lay her head on his chest.

"And right now I'd love ya to touch me� but I don't wanna embarrass ya or make you scared� I want this to be equal like�"

"This sounds crude but I could jerk you off� I mean that's touching you with my hands� right�"

"If ya feel comfortable, it's fine by me. But no pressure, Jube� ya mean far more t' me� than just getting off� I sound like some damn broken record, but I wanna make ya know for SURE�"

"So let's stop talking and show me," she whispered, as he lay back, and raised one knee. With the blanket around them, she reached for his belt. He thrust his hands behind his head, while his other guided her hand to help unfasten the confining articles of his clothes. A light growling rumbled him, Jubilee shakily tugged at the zipper to free him, and then he waited as she slid her hand inside, with his around hers. That sensation of her small fingers caressing hardness was enough to almost make him lose control then and there, but he rexierted it. Jubilee had felt someone's tightening manhood before, but not under such relaxed conditions. He replaced his hand with hers, and his fingers on her wrist were showing her just the right amount of pressure and the motions that he preferred for the desired result. Taking both her hands, she make a soft pocket and he enjoyed her small fingers gliding up and down on smooth stiffness aching for a female's touch. His hair tickled her fingers momentarily and she even slid her hands underneath to caress velvety softness. Through clenched teeth he hissed, whispering his encouragement till she felt him tense. While he could well continue this indefinitely, she was trying so hard, and he wanted her to know that he loved this sharing of mutual satisfaction.

Wet warmth came into her hands in a hot sudden spurt, and his snarl was more animal than human. His head reeled with the aftereffects. Leaning over she lay on top of him and kissed him, still rubbing his member between them both as she rocked on his body. Logan thrust his fingers into her again moist core, stimulating her as she did the same to him. The rest of his desire came hard and fast and she kept her hands clenched around till he lay still and sated. Reaching up he kissed her softly, and she lay on him with a sigh of satisfaction that she had returned his love. Still their hands were on each other's private parts, and the limited yet intimate contact was staggering.

"I don�t' wanna move," she whispered. "I think I'll sleep for a week."

"We don't have to move," he murmured.

"Ugh, I'm all sticky and I'm sure you are too," she giggled as she lifted herself up off him. "Hope you don't mind me cleaning off a lil bit�"

"Bathroom's over there, I'll get ya a washcloth� just lay there an' relax�" he gestured with his head, and licked lightly at his fingers, savoring her come there. With a flurry of motion he rolled off the bed and staggered towards the private bathroom. Like many of the older members he had his own lavatory complete with showerstall, toilet and sink.

She was also licking at her fingers, to his surprise as he returned with something in his hands. "Lie back, darlin'� an I'll clean ya up a bit�" he whispered hoarsely. Jubilee giggled with the soft strokes of terrycloth mopping her up.

"This isn't calming me down, silly," she whispered.

"Move over, Jubes," he urged, tugging at the blankets under her body. Clad only in boxers he slid between the covers, holding his hand out to her. Jubilee slid underneath the covers next to him. Overtop her legs he slid one of his, laying mostly on his stomach with his arm thrown over her. He kissed her gently as she tangled her legs lightly with his, and buried her head in his chest. Safe and protected she yielded to sleep, and he followed soon afterwards.

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