No More Tears

"ya can cry darlin'. yer holdin' that for too long.." She didn't move, still looking at the sky.

"I wish it could rain.. I love when it rains.. it's so soothing.. like if all my anguish was wiped away.. it's like if the sky is crying for me.." Holding back her tears.

"ya've got nothin' t'be forgiven fer.." coming closer.

"yes I have (lower tone) I may not be as dangerous as you are... Heart's pain is worse than flesh wound you know. I killed him. I hurt him.. I broke his heart and put a foot on his humanity I did a very bad thing that can't be mended."

"I 'm sorry.." he whispered.

He felt he had to excuse himself. she was a very strong woman and so fragile at the same time. Asma became important in his eyes.. he knew it and had to admit it. And her smell...true, there still was Victor's smell but hers.. hers was stronger..fresh grass and ground. Logan couldn't help but drawing closer to her and holding her in his strong arms. Asma was a beautiful pink flower that needed to be protected. She shrugged and hugged him tighter and for a long moment the beautiful black woman cried silentely, her sadness, anguish, despair, revealing themselves to the feral mutant. He took them for himself..sharing her pain and that how it hit them. god! they felt so right together, it felt natural.. it was good being in his arms, she felt safe.. Logan was her shelter.. and she was so soothing to him.. smelling his raw smell, the young woman nuzzled his big muscled arm and broke the embrace to clean her face.

"Thank you Logan" She whispered trying to smile.

"yer welcome darlin'" he simply said, scartching his neck.

"I guess I have to come to see the others.. it wasn't polite to leave.." she bit her lower lip, hands put on her luscious legs.

"It was the best ta do. come one babe.. we're goin' back."

And they went back finding the others at the same place. blushing and ashamed, the pink haired lady bent her head. Tender gazes were set upon her and Charles Xavier talked to her.

"Asma Please..Don't be ashamed. What you told us was a very intense story. Surely it is a wonderful thing that Victor experienced love. a wonderful thing you experienced it too. But.. what happened to you. is beyond words Asma! it wasnt' your fault if he did that to you.. you didn't deserve that, no one deserves to be abused.. don't blame yourself please. I understand that Creed was lost and upset but what he did has no excuse! we're sorry for you Asma, upset, sad and a lot of feelings that are hard to name but we're all there for you.. we'll always be.."

She nodded and put a hand on his shoulder feeling really better. in a way what Logan did wasn't a bad thing.. he'd set her free from her heavy cross

"I know professor.. and I thank you so much..you're my family..I mean.. I want to be part of that family.."

"But you're already part of that family. you were the moment you put a feet here." said the Weather goddess.

"I'm not that sure 'Ro. you were suspiscious at first sigth but thank you for your comfort.. really.. thank you."

And she hugged the windrider who summoned a sweet warm wind to ease the whole team. Jean, Kitty and Rogue came closer to Asma and hugged, kissed her cheek and forehead and most of all talked! Scott, Piotr, Kurt gathered around Wolverine to know what happened there. but uneased at speaking, he only growled. Asma, needing some time alone, said.

"I need to rest a little my friends.. make sure no one die at your mission tonight."

"you can count on me tovarish.. we won't die tonight" said a little confused but cheering Colossus.

"They'll come back in one piece.. and don't forget your daily appointment with Remy and me right?" reminded prof X.

And she went sleeping for a while. it was a hard night.. well not that bad since she was dreaming of Logan again. it still was a wet dream and a very hardcore one and unfortunately for the pink haired lady, the awakening was harder than she thought. Fully awake, Asma remembered that the X-Men went on a mission and they were supposed to come back this morning. As Asma wasn't a full member of the team, she couldn't go to missions with them. besides, she still had to understand and learn how to have good use of her powers. hungry, the black woman went downstairs, simply covered by a red tanga and white caraco.. a view to kill. that was almost what happened when Colosus and Wolverine saw her. the team was exhausted and only wanted to eat their breakfast and to go sleeping. even Logan who heals fast wanted to take some rest but when he saw the yellow-on-black eyed woman...He missed a breath. Her gorgeous features, curves and her scent.. -well, you take out Creed's one- mix of her natural one, her arousal, her wetness, some remnants of her sleep, and her sheer joy to see them back home. She smelled so good. he growled and stiffened his already hard body.

"Welcome home everybody! no one's dead?" she asked in a worried tone, but Ororo soothed her.

"We're wounded, but we came back in one piece."

"Ah'm tired sugah.. breakfast is ready? you get up that early?" asked Rogue with a grin.

"Couldn't sleep darling, I made the Breakfast."

"Dreams again? Are they hardcore? you seem to have had a hard night.. hehe.." teased Kitty but the pink haired lady shot her a dark look. Logan smirked, already knowing she was dreaming of him. Ashamed Asma hid her face.

"Come on Darling.. don't be that shy! your dreams should be that good, I can tell you're still troubled by them." added with a grin Betsy. sighing loudly, Asma answered.

"almost real yeah..go to the living room.. I'm gonna fetch you your breakfast."

And they didn't complain. Jean, was so tired she was sleeping between Scott arms, Colossus took Kitty, Kurt and Bobby to the living room and Betsy took Ororo's hand to go as well as the others. Marie devilishly smiled to her friend but Rémy made her leave the room. Only Logan stayed with the dumbstrucking beauty who frowned an eyebrown.

"What are you still doing there Logan? you have to go.. I'll bring the breakfast." She said in a caring tone.

"watching ya.. I wanted to know how you were feelin'" He drew closer to her and huskily whispered at her ear making the poor girl gasp. God! she loved his voice.. loved his body that close to hers..loved his hot breath on her sensitive skin.

"hum...(panting) as fine as you can see.."

"why me?.. why did you choose me?.." He asked all of a sudden. She widely opened her eyes and nipped her lower lip.

"stupid question Logan.. you can't choose who you'll.." But she cut her mouth. he arched a eyebrown and asked her.

"you'll?..Finish yer sentence.." He ordered in a very commending tone.

" I.. (moaning a little bit as he pressed his body on her back).. huf.. can't remember what I wanted to say.."

" Really?" He nibbled her ear, and put his hands on hers.

"Please.. Logan.. please.." She moaned again.

"it's fillin' my every senses.. yer smell..so intoxicatin'.. yer voice..so arousing..(low husky voice sending shivers down her spine).. yer skin.. so soft..it's really hard Asma.. to stay quiet..yer callin' my beast.. yer callin' out my freakin' nature.. and it's givin' me a hard time to contol it." Admitted the feral mutant to her great surprise.

"L...Logan? (blinking).. that's..oh.. haaa.. please..stop that.. they could hear us.." she moaned again..that sweet voice got him hard. fuck! why did she have to feel that good? to sound that good?

"yer already dreamin' o'me and they all know it!" He said sucking her earlobe. she quivered and answered.

"but. it's only dreams..argh.. please.. that's mean.. you know that I'm horny.. you use that for you're own purpose.." she complained.

"(smiling sharply) only wanted to warm ya up let's meet the others." And he left her, panting and blushing.. Gosh! why did he always do that to her? he only had to be there and to work his magic and she was hot as hell in a couple of minutes.. well.. seconds.. that was unfair! he had some advantages because of his senses.. and somewhat it made her hornier! crap! what was fucking wrong with her?

She realized that in fact the Wolverine and her were flirting and teasing each other.. and Asma admitted she wanted more and more of him. She needed him that was a clear statement. and Logan, who was smirking, realized that he was liking that pretty game between the two of them. it was pleasant and frustating as well in such ways that the black haired mutant knew he was yearning for more! having Asma for himself.. that seemed so easy for the two of them but a lot of questions and unsaid things were set between them.. When the couple entered the living room, Kitty said with a big grin.

"uh ho.. Wolvie, you spent quite a pleasant time there.. I can tell by your smile."

"Go to hell Kitty Kat!" He spat with his wolfish smirk.

"Why are you being that rude Logan? didn't she tell the truth?" Asked a teasing Ororo.

"Coz I dunno want the kid to play wit' my mind, she's pushin' the limits" he aswered while sitting next to the former goddess.

"Relax, Kat is right you know.. you've got a very big smile on your face" stated Jean.

"Somethin' that says ye had a real great time wit' Asma" added Rogue with a big smirk. Logan shot her a playful and full of meanings look.

"But too short Rémy guesses.." added the Cajun.

"Stop messing with him, here's your breakfast everyone!" said a very smiling Asma sitting next to Marie and Rémy.

All eyes were looking at Logan and Asma during the meal. Breakfast time was really nice and they talked, cared of each other and when it was over, everyone went sleeping. Asma took a shower, went to the greenhouse watering the plants. She liked having her time with nature as Storm and Wolverine it was the only way to feel whole. running naked on the green, or under the rain, laughing out loud, dancing in the forest..or among the plants. working on her link with Mother Nature that was what she like and maybe that was why she understood Logan and Ororo. She had to meet Prof X and Rémy at the end of the day for her daily mind work. that would be another hard thing to do as Asma's mind was a battle field.. filled with monsters and fears that only Charles could fix for a while.

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