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BEAUTIFUL DISASTER	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 6

A quarter to seven Remy was already entering Logan’s house.
“Logan, when do you plan on unpacking all your things.”
“I unpacked what I needed. The rest can wait.”
“If you need help I could come and…”
“NO!”
“Fine, fine…. Why don’t you come with us to the party?”
“I don’t want Marie to feel uncomfortable with a parent around.”
“Very funny! Please Logan, come with us.”
“What do you need me for? You will have your pals there, cheeks and beer, everything you need!”
And then Remy actually started to wonder. Why? Why did he need Logan? He hardly even knew him!
“But it would be better if you were there. Please…”
“One more time, Cajun and I’ll go back to ignoring you completely!”
“Fine… But I think Marie would feel better with you around too.”
“And I think that Marie will do just fine without me. She’s a big girl. Besides she knows everyone there and if anything unpleasant happens to her I’ll assume it was YOUR fault.”
Remy smiled knowing it was a joke.
“Remy will protect your daughter and her honor with his own life!”
“I told you not to make fun of my daughter!”
“I wasn’t…”
Logan grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the door. They picked up Marie. Remy complimented her outfit and flirted making her happy.
On the dashboard she finds a sunglasses.
“Wow! Cool. Yours?” She tried them on and looked at Logan.
“No… I think they’re his. Cajun, don’t leave your shit in my car.”
“Sorry, homme.” He apologizes but left the glasses exactly where they were.
Finally they reached the lake. The party was on and it was pretty crowded. Marie went to her friends but Remy stayed and pulled Logan out of his car ‘just for five minutes’. Their friends surrounded them in an instant and made Logan drink some beer. They also tried to talk him into staying. He just sat there on the hood of his car with a beer and talked to the guys. Remy sat closely beside him the whole time, not moving from the spot even once before Logan finally decided he had enough.
“Look guys, I’m off.”
“So early?” Remy sounded desperate again.
“It’s three in the morning, Cajun! And it’s actually already Monday! You and Marie can stay if you want. I’ll come and get you.”
“Non… We’ll go with you…I have work on Monday too.”
They dropped Marie off at her house.
“Logan… Could I crash at your place?
“…Sure…”
Logan mindlessly drives to his own home.
“How about one more beer, kid? Or a drink?”
Remy eagerly complies so Logan fixes them some drinks.
The couch was comfortable and the drinks tasty, not too strong, not too sweet. Perfect. With Logan everything was always like that… Remy realized he wouldn’t mind spending evenings in his company instead with his friends. That realization was something unexpected but he really did prefer to sit with Logan on his old couch in front of the ugly coffee table than waste time on another party. Did that mean he was getting old or something? He was so completely lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even register when or how his head landed on Logan’s shoulder. He was much closer to the other man than he had been before, when they started drinking. He wanted to nuzzle into the warm body of his new friend…
Logan decided it was nice. It felt good. He was already beginning to miss the warmth of some attractive body at his side. He missed Scott by his side. He turned his head and smiled at the boy. Remy looked like he was about to fall asleep any moment now but he still smiled back and threw his arm across Logan’s stomach pulling himself closer. His hand was on Logan’s stomach and his fingers lazily traced some invisible patterns somewhere around his navel. Logan didn’t feel like stopping him. The kid didn’t do anything wrong after all… He was just… just… sliding his fingers under the hem of Logan’s shirt.
“What are you doing, kid?”
“Nothing…”
Logan liked this answer. It calmed him down. It probably was just that - nothing… and they weren’t doing anything wrong. Remy’s fingers were caressing his stomach, patting, scratching teasingly or just… moving… Logan didn’t mind. It felt nice. Scott used to do that a lot but…. It was also arousing. When Remy’s suddenly very nimble fingers moved downward to undo Logan’s pants a strong hand stopped them.
“You said you’re not gay.”
Remy’s shaky breath was fanning the tanned skin of Logan’s neck.
“I’m not… but when I see you… I…. I always want to do ….this.”
After finishing this sentence Remy grabbed quickly Logan’s trousers and pulled freeing his semi erected cock.
“Shit… Don’t… ” Logan really didn’t want to stop him but knew he probably should. Still, before he managed to say anything more something soft, wet and warm slid over his throbbing manhood.
“Oh fuck...”
Remy had no idea what he was doing. He never had ANY part of male anatomy in his mouth and that particular body part was certainly the last he wanted to taste but still… He just couldn’t stop himself. It was an instinct. He didn’t plan to do it. He was just close to Logan and it felt good so he wanted to be even closer. He felt, smelled and touched. It was arousing and made him want more and more of the other man. His hand just moved on its own and Logan didn’t object so Remy just let it happen.
The salty taste was weird but Remy couldn’t get enough. He sucked on the shaft and pushed it deeper and deeper into his mouth. Logan was panting and growling, his beautiful hands tangled in Remy’s copper hair. Remy wanted to take him in deeper. He wanted to bury his nose in Logan’s pubic hair. He held on the other man’s hips to hold him down and tried to deep throat knowing how good it felt. He failed. He had no idea that giving head could be complicated… He retreated a bit to calm down and not to gag.
His face was covered with sweat and it burned bright red. His own dick trapped in his sexy skinny jeans throbbed painfully and he was becoming very desperate. He took Logan back into his mouth, this time doing a better use of his tongue to play with a bridle. Meanwhile he quickly undid his own pants and pushed one hand in, to play with himself. He was never so aroused in his life. He could feel the blood boiling in his veins, running faster and faster. He bobbed his head sliding his mouth and tongue over Logan’s needy organ and masturbated listening to Logan’s moans. He really loved the reactions he was able to get from the man. Aside from grunts and soft moans it was mostly cursing. Remy found himself wanting to hear his own name falling from those cruel lips but what he got was good too. He was driving the man crazy. Logan was always so cold and indifferent toward him so seeing him like that made Remy come very quickly. After his own relief he used the freed hand to fondle Logan’s sack and the man quickly followed filling Cajun’s mouth with his semen.
Remy tried to swallow it all but didn’t manage to avoid coughing. He could see some sperm dripping from his fringe but he didn’t mind. He didn’t care. He still felt some tremors of pleasure pulsing through his whole body and wanted nothing more than to just lay there a little longer with his face buried in Logan’s crotch.
But he didn’t get a chance. All too soon he had been pushed aside, gently but firmly.
“Fuck… Fuck…” Logan hid his face in his hands.
“Logan… Don’t be mad…“
“Just… go to sleep already.”
And with that Logan was gone.
The comfy couch wasn’t all that great when Logan wasn’t there…. Wasn’t there. The blood in Remy’s veins seemed to freeze completely at the sudden realization. Logan was gone. He disappeared in his bedroom.
FUCK! He knew he shouldn’t drink around the Cajun! That’s why he didn’t want to go anywhere with that kid! But he didn’t expect THAT! He thought the kid was straight and just… well… liked him, like all the boys in town. They all loved to tag along with Logan and show off. They thought he was cool… But… Remy had just blown him… That was MORE than just normal liking. That was about an actual physical attraction. The kid probably wanted to experiment since Logan seemed to be the only man in town that swings that way. Logan wouldn’t even mind all that much if not for the difficult situation. Charlie warned him and Logan kind of promised he wouldn’t touch the kid. He didn’t say it but it was an unspoken deal between them.
But back then Logan thought the kid was harmless. He was wrong. Stupid brat knew exactly what he wanted and didn’t seem to think twice about taking it. He did whatever the hell he wanted not caring about Charlie or Logan or whatever else. He was a spoiled brat and Logan had no intention of letting him act like that any longer. That was it. They had gotten drunk, the kid did something stupid… It happened and Logan couldn’t change that. But he would never let anything like that happen again. The kid wanted to experiment and he did. Now he had nothing more to do with Logan so hopefully he would stay away.
Remy was terrified. Logan was going to kill him. He didn’t do it yet but tomorrow he would be sober and angry. Remy knew he should probably make run for it but the couch smelled like Logan…. And he was too tired…. He was always sleepy after getting off…
He got off with a guy… He gave Logan a fucking blow job! He was acting so gay around that man… And he wanted to impress him. He wanted Logan to like him and now… Oh Gods! Logan was probably disgusted with him…Shit… What the hell had gotten into him? Why didn’t Logan protest more? Remy really wanted to be friends and now he blow it… (no pun intended)… just to taste his cock… Disgusting! But he shivered just from the thought.
Logan woke up with a smile. Mornings after having sex the night before were always nice. His mood was good too. He knew he needed to get laid but Since he and Scott broken up he never really felt like it. Now he couldn’t believe it!
He got up, took a shower and put on a clean suit. He looked at Remy who lay curled up sweetly on his ragged couch. The kid looked cute and innocent….
Right!
Logan took an alarm clock , set it at nine and put it on the coffee table. Then he scribbled a note for Remy and left it there too. It was time to face the world… and his former employer.
Remy hated all alarm clocks but the worst were those beyond reach. He fell off the couch and hurt his foot. Then he slowly started to wake up. First he turned off the alarm and then noticed the time.
“Fuck! I’m late… Charlie’s gonna kill me…”
Then he sees the note that says: “Lock the door and give the keys to Marie.”
Fucker didn’t even sign it… Remy pushed himself off of the floor, and went out. Somehow today knocking on Marie’s door wasn’t as easy as it has been yesterday. For some reason this time around he felt like he shouldn’t be there. People may see him and somehow figure out what he did to Logan… Was that what Logan meant when he said that people will start to ‘talk’…? Never mind. He needed to do it. Just say ‘hi’ and give the keys to Marie. But what if she asks why he stayed at Logan’s place?! Oh shit…
It wasn’t Marie who opened the door. It was once again her granny! Was it good? Should he give the key to this nice old lady?
“Are you alright young man?”
“Oui… I just…”
No, she would definitely ask why he had the keys and then she would only spread the rumors…
“I need to see Marie.”
“Oh… she’s still asleep though…. She came back in the middle of the night. Would you like me to tell her that you were looking for her?”
Oh fuck…. He was in a hurry. He promised Charlie that he would be at the garage at nine….
“Could you… give her this…”
Reluctantly he held out the keys. He knew it was a bad idea but he had no choice.
“Keys? Aren’t these Jimmy’s?”
“Yea… He’s gone and… I needed to close the door. He just… He let me to crash on his couch. I got drunk and… I didn’t want Charlie to see me like that…”
She didn’t look convinced but… a bad excuse is better than none, right?
Charlie was pissed but when he yelled at Remy the boy only stood there with his hands in his pockets with his head bowed down and listened. He felt bad. The man helped him plenty and the last thing he wanted was to disappoint him. Then the flashes of what he had done last night crossed his mind. If Charlie ever learned that he had given a head to one of his old friends he would kick him out of house and work! And he would be sorely disappointed….
“I’m sorry.”
Charlie thought that he had heard wrong. That boy never apologized him for anything. He was always so rebel and stubborn… So he yelled some more.
“I said I was sorry, Charlie. I’ll stay longer as long as takes and I’ll fix it. I promise. I simply overslept. I’m sorry… Don’t be angry.”
“You’re sorry?”
“Well… Recently I seem to not do anything but apologize… But I still do everything wrong… I have enough of this…”
Charlie calmed down. This boy needed his help. He was PLEADING for help. But to help he would have to know what is wrong first.
“Where were you for the whole night, again?”
“There was a party by the lake… Don’t worry. I wasn’t smuggling drugs or anything.”
“Where did you get that split lip?”
Remy shrugs. “The other guy looks worse.”
“I don’t doubt that. Please Remy… understand that I only want to help you, keep you out of trouble!”
“I know, Charlie. Thank you.”
Remy works for the rest of the day to take his mind of Logan. Charlie is proud and happy.
After a very fruitful meeting with his former (and now also a new) boss - Raven Darkhölme -Logan realized he didn’t have the keys to his house. He went to take them back from Marie and was once again invited for the dinner. It was nice but Marie’s grandma was acting a bit strange and she didn’t take her eyes off him. She threw Remy’s name here and there watching his reactions but she still didn’t dare to ask THE question. Well… at least food was good!
Only after the desert Marie was the one to finally bring the subject.
“Dad, why didn’t you kick Remy out in the morning?”
Logan stabed his apple pie not looking up. “Because I wasn’t in a mood for a fight at eight in the morning.”
Marie laughs. “Yea, why do you always fight so much. He’s not that bad. He’s actually pretty cool.”
Marie’s grandma interrupts: “Marie! You have a boyfriend!”
“I know, granny. I was just saying… He’s not interested in me anyway.”
That was the opening the old lady has been waiting for.
“So I’ve heard… That he follows Jimmy around instead.” She shots an inquiring look at Logan.
Marie laughs even more: “Yea! He does, doesn’t he? Like a lost puppy!”
Except Marie they all though about ‘bitch in heat’ but no one voiced it.
“And what do you think of him, Jimmy?”
Logan looked up. It was obvious what that nosy woman was asking.
“He’s a pushy little prick. Thank you for the meal. It was great.”
After spending the whole day thinking Remy decides to NOT go to Logan that night.
TBC
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