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Enter the Realm	By : SilverSakura Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She stood out in the rain, letting the cool drops run down her skin. Rain on Earth was much different than the rain they had on her planet. She loved the feel of the clean, fresh water roll off of her flesh and the crisp, fresh scent that came with it. The world around her was a much different place when the rain came. It was almost as if a lull came over everything and, for a brief time, she could pretend that she was home again.
She could smell his approach before she heard him and the thrill sent shivers down her body. Logan's steps were always soft and sure. He was as much of a hunter as she was and a shiver went through her as she remembered the way his body moved when he was stalking something. She closed her eyes and let the water drip from her short hair and down her bare arms. It had been a week since he came back, apologized over the confusing incident with Bobby and in that time Wolverine had been pretty distant with her, only speaking to her when he needed to. They had continued to train together during their scheduled time in the Danger Room but he always left right after the sessions ended.
"You're going to catch a cold standing out here, darlin'," his voice purred in her ear.
"My people don't catch colds," she replied, opening her eyes and glanced at him. Heat flared up at the sight of him. He was telling her she was going to catch a cold when he was standing beside her only wearing jeans.
He met her eyes, "Why the hell do ya come out here each time it rains?"
"I find peace in it. As if all the world is being cleaned and will start fresh once the rain has gone."
Logan made a noise.
"You don't find things smells better after the rain has gone?" she asked, turning towards him.
"Things smells just fine," he replied fully aware of the way that Rae's clothes were clinging to her body, each curve clearly defined.
It was hard to keep his eyes from drifting down and appreciating the swell of her breasts with the chill of the rain having caused her nipples to perk up through the material of the thin, yellow tank top. The outline of each breast was clearly defined, the dark, round areolas standing out visibly through the material. The heat from her body radiated towards him and the smell of her- like orange blossoms and sunshine-made him want to drift into it.
"Logan?" her voice drew his attention back and he looked up to see her looking at him, a cross of amusement and curiosity in her eyes with her head cocked to the side in the way that he loved.
She laughed, "I asked you if you found it peaceful to be out in the rain as well. I had noticed you leaving the mansion each time it rained so I was tempted to do the same. Is that why?"
He shrugged, "It gets too fuckin' loud inside. I hate being cooped up with all the noise. Everyone, Jubilee mostly, always tryin' to get me to play some stupid game or another."
Rae cocked her head to the side again. She was amused with Logan's answer. He always acted like he never cared about anything but she had found early on that he had a caring heart. She suspected that his past demons kept him from letting anyone get too close. It felt like it had been so long since they had spoken this much to one another and just as long since they had been alone together, besides during training.
"Yes, I agree," she nodded before turning away and closing her eyes. She lifted her face towards the sky and allowed the rain to fall on her face.
She loved the rain here on Earth, it wasn’t the same as the rain that landed around her village. A rain season that lasted for months but only provided enough water each rainfall that it would sooth the parched lands around the village, allowing their gardens to grow green and lush but causing them to rely on most of their drinking and bathing water to come from the rivers and streams that continuously flowed down from the forests at the foot of mountains. And how she missed those forests of her home world. Running through the dense trees, bare footsteps so silent that she could creep up behind a Tildastag and drive a blade into its heart without it ever knowing she was there.
Logan watched her quietly, longing to reach out and kiss those raindrops off her face and after a few moments he realized that it wasn't just rain that was dripping from her face. He could smells the salt water mix in with the rain and when he realized that she had begun to cry his instincts took over. The instinct to protect this foreign girl who had literally fallen from the sky and into his life, grabbing his heart on her way down. He took the step between them to close the gap and pulled her into his arms.
Rae instantly felt all the loneliness that she had been feeling at that moment melt away. Logan had taken her into his large, hairy arms and she was finally where she had longed to be since the moment she had opened her eyes in the infirmary and they found his. For the first time in the months since she had used her strange new powers and had been forced by her empress to leave the war-ridden home world she loved so much, Lo'Rae let her emotions go. The tears rolled even heavier from her eyes and she began to wail. Logan pulled her to him even tighter and stroked her sodden hair, shushing her softly. He wanted to make her pain go away and wanted her to know that with him, she would be safe. He scooped her up-still sobbing heavily-into his arms and started walking into the woods.
As Rae continued to sob she was aware that Logan was carrying her somewhere but she didn't care. She was full of so many strange new emotions and her chest was tight from them. She had been trained and molded since she was young to control her emotions, that as a warrior the only emotion she should feel is that of survival. Work as a team with your fellows but don’t allow the emotions of their loss effect your performance in the heat of battle. What had this planet done to her since she came to be here? A place where emotions were displayed as openly as a piece of clothing and it was expected.
The tears wouldn't stop and she was sobbing heavily into Logan’s barrel of a chest, the course hair brushing against her cheek. She never realized how much she would miss the brash sound of her father shouting at her during trainings, telling her how soft she was because of the cub she had brought to him wounded or the sympathy she would sometimes express after a hunt. She even missed the ways that her two brothers would torment her daily with setting traps or honing her senses by plotting ambushes. Waking up to the sound of wooden weapons crashing together or the smells of the market in the center of her village.
Logan pushed open the door of the small cabin nestled in the woods of the mansion property. He had actually just left the cabin after starting a fire when he had caught Rae's scent through that of the rain. The interior was warm and dry and he gently set Rae down in the very chair in front of the fire that he had been sitting in not long before. He quickly grabbed a blanket off the large cedar trunk at the foot of the bed and draped it over Rae's shoulders. He crouched down in front of her and using a corner of the blanket began to gently wipe the water and tears from her face.
She has to be the most beautiful thing that I've ever seen.
With surprise he realized that a few months ago he had thought the same thing about Jean. Since Rae had joined them he hadn't even had a single thought about Jean. He brushed some drops of water that fell from Rae's hair and noticed that she had stopped crying and was watching him intensely.
"Where are we?" she whispered, still catching her breath.
Logan wiped another droplet of water from her face with the corner of the blanket, "Little place I built. I come here to get away sometimes." He shrugged.
Rae's violet eyes never strayed from his face and when a drop of water fell down her forehead, trailed down the side of her nose and clung to her upper lip it took everything Logan had to not kiss the drop away. Instead, he reached up and brushed it away with his thumb.
He’s magnificent. I’ve never known a man as beautiful as this one. The strength and ferociousness of an adult canlion but he also has the gentleness of one of their newborn cubs, she thought as his thumb barely touched her lip.
At his touch Rae's chest tightened and she couldn't stop herself from closing her eyes in response. Sighing she leaned into his hand when it rested against her cheek. When his lips brushed against hers a second later she couldn't help but to smile slightly against them and she welcomed his lips by parting hers in response.
Logan didn't hesitate when he felt her lips part and pressed his mouth firmly against hers. He placed his hand at the nape of her damp neck, pulled her to him and touched his tongue to hers. A low growl vibrated in the back of his throat and he pulled Rae harder against him, sliding her off the chair and into his lap. He pressed his mouth so hard against hers that she was sure her lips would be bruised but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his.
Logan ran his hands down her body as she wrapped herself around him. His thumb brushed up against one of her stiffened nipples and he felt her body shudder as she moaned against his mouth. He pinched at the nipple and her body stiffened in response. She gasped at the touch, digging her nails into his shoulder. He pulled himself away from her swollen mouth and buried his face in her neck, biting her shoulder as he grabbed at the hem of her tank top. Rae relaxed in his arms and when the damp fabric of her top started pulling away from her skin, she lifted her arms in response.
Once the wet top was pulled free from over her head she sought Logan's lips again and shifted her position so that she was straddling him and his hands dropped to cup her ass. When Rae pulled away to catch her breath Logan dove his face into her chest, taking one breast into his mouth. One hand slid down under her ass and his fingers pressed up against the thin fabric of her jogging shorts, massaging her moistness. Rae pressed herself down against his hand, panting as his tongue flicked at her nipples. He wanted all of her at once. It was like a drug, he couldn’t get enough. His hands flew all over her body, touching and tease each and every piece of skin that he could get at.
His hands slid up and down her arms then they would drop down to her legs where he would start at a hip, glide to her ankle and back up again. He was still amazed at the fact that her people hardly had any body hair and that her skin was silk under his calloused palms. He drew his hands up her back, cupping the back of her neck in one hand and her ass in the other.
Without any warning Logan stood up, holding Rae against him. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he took the few steps to the bed at the end of the small cabin. He unwrapped her legs and sat her on the edge of the bed. Looking up at him she ran her hands up his muscular chest, wrapping her fingers in the mass of hair and playfully flicked at one of his nipples with a sly smirk. He smiled down at her and placed a hand on the side of her face.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered and then got a confused look on his face, almost as if he was surprised at hearing his own voice actually saying the words out loud.
"I think you're beautiful too," she whispered back, and smiled at him.
She ran her hands down his chest and traced a circle around his navel before resting her hands on the waist of his jeans. His hand immediately encircled one of her wrist,
"We don't-you don't-" he started but Rae just lifted one brow and while keeping eye contact began to unbutton his jeans. When she slowly began to pull down the zipper, Logan closed his eyes and moaned.
Rae wouldn't admit that she was surprised by the size of his enlarged member but her eye brows went up as she pulled it from his jeans. When she encircled her hand around it her thumb just covered the nail of her middle finger and when she brought it to her lips, she knew that she wouldn't be able to fit the length in her mouth without gagging.
When her lips touched the head of his cock Logan opened his eyes and looked down at the pixie-haired beauty and placed a hand on the nape of her slender neck. He moaned as she wrapped her full, pink lips around his head and flicked her tongue against the tip. With one hand around the base of his cock, she tugged at his jeans with the other, slowly working them down his hips. When they fell to the floor around his feet she gazed up at him and slid his member as far into her mouth as she comfortably could. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from her and watching furthered the heat he already felt spreading through his body. How many nights had he sat on this very bed, stroking his cock, imagining a scene similar to this one?
Rae wrapped her lips around Logan's stiff member, pressing her tongue against the underside of it. She started off slowly, teasing him with her mouth. She could see the desire in his eyes as she looked up at him. She felt the resistance he was using to keep himself from thrusting his hips forward into her mouth and the hand on the back of her head was now a fist full of her hair. Using her free hand she ran it over the muscled thigh and around to cup one of his firm ass cheeks as she pulled him deep into her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth, enjoying the grunts and growls that came from deep in Logan's throat and when she traded cupping his testicles instead of his ass he moaned deeply.
Her mouth encircled around his cock was sending Logan into euphoric bliss but he wanted himself between her legs and the next time she pulled away from his manhood to gasp for breath he held her face away from it with a gentle tug of her hair. She looked up at him questioningly and he jerked his head towards the bed.
She stood up and reached for the band to her shorts,
"Leave them," he grunted and instead of waiting for her to move he grabbed her around her slender waist and lifted her up.
He followed her body, placing one knee on the edge of the bed as he laid her down across the worn quilt. He hovered over her, looking down her half nude body; she was perfect. A lifetime of training had toned her body into perfection and the scars of countless training injuries and battles dotted the perfection here and there. He traced a finger over an especially large scar that ran along her left ribcage, down and across her abdomen, stopping at her right hip. He looked up at her questioningly. He had seen the scar several times before but didn't feel it had been his place to ask.
"My first battle," she answered, tracing down the scar with her own finger. "Almost killed me but not before I killed him. My father, he-he saved..." her voice tightened.
Instead of letting her finish, Logan crushed his lips against hers and placed his hand over hers. He lifted the hand up above her head and dropped it to the bed, running his hand down the length of her arm, down her chest and continued until he touched the band of her shorts. He cupped her hip in his hand and pushed the waist of the shorts down. As they moved he hooked his fingers under the blue fabric and pulled them completely off, tossing them to the floor.
Logan cupped her naked mound as he leaned down to kiss her, both her mouth and legs opened willingly to him and he climbed in between her legs. He could feel the heat of her against his thighs and he slid one arm up under one of her legs, pulled it up against his side, opening her up more to him. She moaned when she felt his hard member brush against her clit and arched up slightly, eager to feel more of him. Caressing one of her tits, Logan guided himself down and into the moist slit. His body shuddered with a spasm of pleasure as he entered her, filling her with his entire girth and appreciating that she took all of him without any signs of discomfort. He moaned as he fit against her hips.
The first thought that Rae had when she felt Logan's hips against hers was how well they fit together. He filled her completely and despite the number of lovers she had taken in the past, none had fit her like he did. She thrust her hips up to meet him and gasped in total pleasure. She wrapped the leg that Logan wasn't supporting around his hips and her arms around his neck, demanding to have her body pressed against his. Logan drove himself into her again and again, growing in her ears and biting her neck and shoulders. Rae knew that the claw marks she was leaving across his own shoulders and back would disappear within moments but the ones he was leaving would be there for all to see. She wanted everyone to see them and know that he had made his claim on her.
Logan rutted against her, sliding his stiff cock in and out of her, her juices flowing so readily that the sheets beneath them were damp. The smell of their musk mixed together in a pleasant combination and he inhaled it deeply. He didn’t want to stop or slow down. His body demanded hers and all the nights he had spent dreaming of her body against his increased his desperation. Her body responded to his with as much desperation and need as she arched up to meet each one of his thrusts.
She moaned beneath him, "Harder!" she gasped, grabbing his ass with both of her hands and pulling him tightly to her. He knew that she was as close to losing it as he was.
Grabbing both of her slender hips in his hands he began to pull her body to him with each thrust, driving himself deeper into her, his flesh slapping against hers. Her body stiffened up beneath him, her back arched up and she cried out in ecstasy, clinging to his body. Logan drove himself into her a few more times before releasing himself right into her. They clung to each other, panting. He buried his face into her neck, nuzzling the soft skin.
Rae reached for him and took his face into her hands.
"I love you, Logan," she said kissing him tenderly.
When they broke the kiss Logan looked down into her face for a few quiet moments then smiled at her before kissing her again. He slowly pulled himself off of her and stood up, stretching. He wanted to say it, he had been wanting to say it for a while now but something wouldn't let him. He was scared-scared of his past and scared of what might happen. All those he had loved in the past were torn from him and this one, this one he couldn't lose. She had been given to him, fallen from the sky and into his arms and he planned to keep it that way. Instead of responding he turned his back on her and walked over to the small kitchen. He could feel her eyes on his back but couldn't turn around.
"Thirsty?" he asked, pulling a glass off one of the shelves and filling it from the sink.
"I am," she responded
He didn't hear any strain in her voice so he turned and carried the glass to her. He watched her cautiously as he strode across the cabin to the bed.
Rae knew when she said the words that he wouldn't repeat them back to her. She hoped he would but she didn't expect it and when he walked away she wasn't angry or hurt but slightly confused. Did he regret letting himself go with her? She could tell in the tenderness that he had held her while she cried that he cared about her. Logan didn't need to tell her that he had pain and loss in his past for her to know it; she just felt it. She took the glass of water from him, took a few sips before handing it back and watched as he downed the contents then set the glass on the small table in the middle of the cabin. She didn't speak to him as he walked, naked, to the fireplace and tossed in a few more logs.
She looked around the interior of the cabin, impressed with how home-like it was. The kitchen area was small but complete, taking up much of one corner of the cabin with the door located in the other. One could walk the entire length of the cabin in seconds but it was sturdy, warm and dry. The dining table, located in the center of the small space held one chair with its mate, the chair Logan had set her in when they had first arrived, sitting in front of the fireplace. Finally there was the bed, sitting at the end of the cabin, furthest from the front door. At the foot of the bed stood an enormous cedar trunk and next to it a small bedside table with a single lamp. A small bookcase was wedged in the space left between the bed and the wall, its shelves full of books of various genres.
Standing, he placed a hand on the mantle and stood there in silence staring at the flames as they began to lick at the fresh, dry logs. She watched him a few moments longer, admiring him as the glow from the fire reflected off his body and without interrupting him, drew the blankets around her shoulder, placed her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.
He wasn't sure how long he had been standing there, lost in thought. He just knew that when he noticed how quiet it was and looked over at her, those long, full lashes were resting against her olive hued skin and she was breathing evenly. All he wanted to do that moment was curl up in that bed next to her. So, he did.
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