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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 - 05

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Logan let go a heavy sigh as Jubilee quietly closed the door, shutting out a wedge of blindingly bright light from a sun gone low in the sky. It momentarily dusted the air with tiny flecks of gold. He took another look around her apartment, wondering what it would be like to live away from the school. Then wondering if she�d even let him.

�Marie, uh� I didn�t mean to just - well, lay claim to your place here. That�s for you to decide.� There was a whole bunch of stuff to decide. And he didn�t have a clue where to even start.

Marie straightened up on his lap. She lifted a hand and pointed. �Bedroom�s that way.�

His eyes darted to her face. And damn, he couldn�t help but laugh.

�That mean you�re inviting me there?�

�No. That means you�re going to carry me there.�

His crooked grin began to fade, then fled entirely. He gathered her closer and stood. And did exactly what she�d told him.

The room was steeped in shadows. Logan lay her on the bed and cautiously sat down, one long denim-clad leg stretched out to the floor, the other casually bent at the knee where he sat on the bed next to her. She ran a hand wonderingly up his arm, just feeling him. It was still such a shock to her, to be able to touch someone like this. His skin, his bare skin under her palm. She dusted her fingertips over his forearm and he shivered.

Her eyes shot to his face and she quickly withdrew her hand. �No?�

He leaned down over her face. �It�s ok, darlin�. You touch me any way you want to. But I think we oughta take this slow. Real slow.� He knew she was still trying to process the fact that she could do this and not hurt him. And as much as he wanted to strip her naked and explore every uncharted inch of her, he also knew that it wouldn�t happen like that. If anything, she needed first and foremost to be the one to reach out. To know, without any doubt, that her touas tas the source of pleasure and not pain. Not death. Not a life-altering absorption of another�s psyche � that she now had clearly defined boundaries protecting what she identified as herself. And that she wouldn�t lose any of herself by touching someone.

He picked up her hand and pressed her palm to his mouth. �Darlin�, there�s no rush. Neither one of us has to even make an appearance at the school for a few weeks yet.� It was late summer and the fall semester was still almost a month away. As instructors, the summer break was time just for them. Aside from the occasional saving the world duties. Even that had been quiet for a little while now. If they were lucky, neither one of them would soon be facing danger or bloodshed or rescue attempts of others like themselves.

The last such mission had gone terribly, terribly wrong. At Logan�s insistence, though Marie didn�t know this, she hadn�t been included � and Logan was still grateful that she hadn�t been. He damn near hadn�t made it out. That they�d managed to get their own team out without losing any of them was all they�d really accomplished, besides shutting down another of those god forsaken experimental labs. The few children held there in captivity hadn�t been so lucky. There was not a single one of them still alive by the time they�d breached the perimeter � and it had turned into an ambush of gargantuan proportions.

Logan was still highly suspicious of Xavier�s ties to his former �friend�. Erik was a steely-eyed manipulator of the highest order and Logan wouldn�t put it past him to take a swipe at Xavier�s team in such a manner. Obliterating his political opposition seemed to drive the man to the utmost extremes.

Marie lightly placed her hand against his chest. �Lemme see?�

He knew what she was asking. She�d seen him come in off the Blackbird, covered in blood and mangled leather. Scott had half-carried, half-dragged him to the medlab and dumped him on a table, his ripped and torn flesh healing more slowly than any of them liked. He�d been hit with drug-laden darts and that shit had screwed up his healing factor but good. Marie had stood by in open-mouthed horror at the site of him.

He gave her a faint lopsided smile. �I�m good as new, baby. You know that.�

�I know. But I still wanna see.�

He straightened up and dragged his t-shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. He watched her eyes make a roaming inspection of his chest.

Incredible, she thought. There wasn�t a thing wrong with him. Anywhere. His beautifully scud chd chest, his arms and shoulders, were an artist�s dream. She wanted to run her hands and her mouth over that inviting expanse of bared skin, wanted to lick him and bite him, to make him moan in pleasure. She raised a hand to touch him but hesitated at the last second and changed her mind.

Wondering about his comment that there was no rush, she asked him. �Logan, what did you mean when you said you were staying?� She was hoping he didn�t mean just for tonight. He�d just said something about them having a few weeks yet�

�As long as you�ll have me, darlin�.� He again leaned down over her and his presence was simply overpowering. It nearly took her breath away.

His voice a whisper, he nuzzled at her cheek. �Baby, we start this, it�ll be for keeps. There�s no going back from this.�

She�d better be thinking straight about this. He knew they�d face some serious objections to their being together and although he didn�t give a damn for himself, he did give a damn about driving a wedge between Marie and the only people she�d ever called family.

Her eyelids fluttered and her breath caught as he feathered the lightest of kisses along her jaw. God, did he mean it? Did he really mean it?

It was an effort, but Logan made himself pull back from her a bit. They studied one another, their look communicating an unspoken understanding. The doubts that Jubilee�s word had slammed into him began to fade. Marie had never looked at him with anything but trust in those beautiful dark eyes of hers and that�s what he saw there now. What she saw in him, he didn�t have the faintest idea.

Marie took a tiny gulp and struggled to find her voice past the lump in her throat. �I want this, Logan. I want you. For always.�

If he�d been standing up, he thought his knees would�ve probably failed him. Locking away his last shred of doubt, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply but somehow also carefully. Though it was killing him, he made a conscious effort to touch her nowhere else. His cruel aggressiveness of last night was something he swore she�d never see from him again.

He wanted to let her be the one to pace things. Left to his own soaring passions, he was afraid he�d quickly overwhelm her with sensations for which she had no frame of reference. This was going to be a delicate dance of give and take, of domination and surrender. And if he had to be the more passive one this first time, the one to do the surrendering, so be it. It was something he could give her, wanted to give her � to let her do the taking.

He scooped a hand behind her head and pulled her up with him to sit up.

�Darlin�, I want this to be easy for you. And I know it probably won�t be.� He could hear her galloping heartbeat, could see her pulse ticking under the delicate skin of her throat. He ran a hand into her hair, cupping her face. When he started running his fingertips down the side of her neck, she flinched the tiniest bit.

He placed both his hands on her shoulders and lightly ran them down the length of her bare arms, feeling her and watching her face carefully.

She took a sharp intake of air, seeming to steel herself into accepting the unknown feel of someone touching her skin like this, stroking her. It almost burned. She couldn�t quite decide if it was pleasurable or painful. She made a sudden grab for his hands, not even sure what had made her stop him. What the hell was wrong with her? She wanted this, needed it.

He could see the confusion about ready to carry her off her with conflicting desires. �Too much, ain�t it?�

Her mouth set with a fiercely stubborn pout. She couldn�t seem to think straight. She tried to answer him and nothing came out.

�Come on, baby, it�s ok. We just gotta take this slow. Anytime you wanna say stop, that�s ok too.�

She shook her head in denial. �No! No, Logan, I don�t want to stop.� She�d waited years for this. What on earth was the matter with her? �I want this. I do.�

They each suffered with the issue of touch in an entirely different way, but suffered nonetheless. Marie had been, for ages, fearful of interacting with the world around her. Her touch brought terrible pain, perhaps death, to those unfortunate enough to come into contact with her. She�d inflicted such pain on the very man now sitting on her bed, the one she wanted more than anything to take this burden of guilt away and make it different, make it right. To let her show him that
her touch could now bring him pleasure.

For Logan, touch had at one time meant the most agonizing suffering imaginable. And ever since, the wounded animal he was on the inside was always on the alert against anyone getting too close. He scared people off with snarling intimidation when he chose to, which was frequently. Even his one-night-stand trysts were taken with a degree of wariness. He was the one in control, always. And though he�d let women pleasure him, in many ways, emotionally he�d never allowed anyone near him. Is tos too great a risk somehow. Trust and acceptance of another just didn�t happen.

Until her. She was just a kid then, stranded on the side of the road, gutsy enough to try and stow away and steal a ride from him. And all they�d been thru together since landing at Xavier�s six long years ago had undeniably bonded them. She�d taken a chunk of his soul from the inside out, almost the first night they�d spent in the safety of the school. That safety hadn�t proved to keep them safe from each other. They�d damn near killed one another. But she�d crawled right up inside of him and stayed there. And he�d never let himself admit that, until now.

�I know you want this, Marie. I want this, too. I�m just sayin� that maybe it�ll be too much for ya, right at first like this.� Christ, what was he saying? It might prove too much for �him�. He had to shut his eyes for a second.

�I can lose control pretty damn fast and I don�t wanna do that.� He huffed out a frustrated sigh as he tried to make himself understood. �Baby, you can touch me any way you like, that�s not the problem here. I just don�t want you to feel like you gotta let me do somethin you�re not quite ready for. I know you want it. But that doesn�t mean you�re gonna have an easy time with it. This is a pretty big deal here, darlin�. Ya know what I�m sayin�?�

Somewhat stunned, Marie blinked up at him. He pulled her hands to his bare chest and held them there. �It�s ok, baby. Whatever you do is ok.�

Marie took a tiny gulp of air. She finally understood what he meant. She could do whatever she liked without fear of in turn being on the receiving end of anything that proved to be too overwhelming. And she knew that would be terribly difficult for him. Restraint was not one of Logan�s finer characteristics.

She looked at her hands, planted firmly against his naked chest. She so wanted to feel him, to explore him, all of him. Her face flamed with arousal as well as with sudden shame and feelings of inadequacy as it occurred to her that she didn�t really know how to please him.

Marie understood the mechanics of all this well enough. She and Jubilee had giggled their way thru more than one soft-porn video and she read voraciously. But actually doing it left her feeling terribly awkward. What was she supposed to do next?

She braved a look up into his face. �Logan, show me? What to do? How to�� Her brow furrowed with uncertainty.

He wrapped his arms around her and she gratefully planted her face in his chest, suddenly unable to look at him. He must think her a complete idiot.

Realizing that leaving the role of aggressor up to her was more than she could handle right now, Logan thought for a bit and stood up. She needed some space, even if for a few moments.

�I�m gonna go grab us something to drink.� He cocked an eyebrow at her. �You got glasses and some water in this place?� The apartment was for the most part bare, cheap rented furniture and a few scattered rugs.

She gave as good as she got and met his teasing tone. �Why, yes. I do believe it came with running water.>
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�Then get those clothes off and I�ll be back in a sec.�

Her eyes widened a bit and she tried unsuccessfully to keep them from dropping to the too tight crotch of his jeans. Speechless, she merely nodded.

Try as he might, he couldn�t keep the smirk off his face. He saw her look. He turned away, hopefully before she noticed his noticing, and headed for the kitchen.

This was gonna be a long night.

(to be continued�.)
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