Dark Angel

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Title: Dark Angel
Chapter(s): ?
Archive: Please ask
Fandom: X-Men
Character(s): Logan, Vanquish, Remy and Kurt
Summary: Logan has been busy and not being the dutiful boyfriend, can Vanquish find someone to pay attention to her?

One Year Ago.....

'So yer the new girl huh?'
'Yup.'
'So what made ya come here with the rest of the freaks?'
'Dunno?'
'Don't talk much do you?'
'No.'
'I'll change that.'

A year ago that's how it started between Vanquish and Logan a little meaningless conversation. Since then, they grew into a very nice couple and tag team when it came to the X man stuff. Not really an official X-Man Vanquish preferred to be behind the scenes when it came to saving the world and even further whenever she was with Logan. Logan didn't at all mind the privacy she wanted in the beginning of the relationship it was a comfort to him. After workouts, training, the Danger Room or dealing with the scum of the world having a nice peaceful dinner on the patio or in either of their rooms was very inviting. Logan tried his best to get Vanquish out of her shell, talk more do more things with the group. He knew there was something in her past that prevented her from opening up but he didn't push, he'd been there...etc. etc.

The first time the made love was a memorable one. It wasn't her first time but it had been in many years, she thought herself a born again virgin and Logan would've been her 'first'. She and the X-Men were called to action but Xavier asked Vanquish to stay behind. Now during their courtship she noticed that Kurt and Remy had taken a liking to her. Being best friends with Kurt, Logan didn't mind her being with him he was harmless, but the Cajun was a different story. As the team moved out to a facility in Oregon, the Professor asked for Kurt and Remy to stay behind in case something else arose in a nearby area. Logan didn't like the Cajun being alone with his girl so he asked for Kurt to watch him. Agreeing Kurt wondered why he was defensive with Remy and not him, Kurt considered himself quite the 'devil'.

Basically sitting around the empty mansion awaiting trouble like some mock Avengers Vanquish gets up and leaves the control room.

'Wear ya headed petit?'
'Oh nowhere, just bored.'
'Oh well Remy got at least ten tings that could cure dat.'
'Well does one of dos tings involve food monsieur?' she said mocking his cool accent.
'If dat's what you want chere, Remy get da syrup an' whip cream right now.'

Vanquish laughed and left him with Kurt heading to the kitchen from the control room. She busied herself making something for herself and the guys as she sensed herself being watched. She turned to look at the doorway but didn't see anyone only to turn back and find Remy standing in front of her.

'You scared me Rem.'
'Oh Remy like dat, only you call him dat alright?'
'Okay Rem,' she said seductively.
'Now why you play wit me like dat? Don't you know you turn Remy on just wit dat smile?'

She smiled moving her head away from him. Her hair fell covering her face blocking Remy's view. His fingertips extended past the fingerless gloves brushed through her long dark hair moving it away. His thumb brushed along the curve of her neck then cupped the back of her head as he turned her to face him.

'What you see in that Logan? What he got dat Remy don't?'

He asked her this kissing her neck moving his tongue slowly tasting the beads of sweat he was putting there.

'You tell Remy non? Does he make you feel dis good? Does his tongue make you shake like dis?'

Vanquish had no time to answer as he kissed her lips with full heated passion. Remy drew her close to him; the clanking of the knife for the sandwiches didn't even make Remy flinch. Vanquish put her hand against his chest trying to ease him away, but he grabbed it pulling it down between their hips. He pressed her slender fingers against his cock wrapping it around it through the tight material of his uniform. He nibbled her lip as he stopped the kiss to catch his breath.

'Does he hunger fo' you like dis ma chere, does it feel like it could explode just from your touch?'
'I.....'
'Non, tell me, does he beg to taste you like I do?'

His hand moved down her thigh pulling at the hem of her skirt feeling the warmth between her legs.

'Oh fuck petit does he make you dis wet?'

His voice never raised, it was low, soothing and Vanquish couldn't believe she was falling for it.

'Yes he does Rem, he does,' she whispered into his ear.
'Oui, but has Logan ever made you scream, cry, beg?'
'Uhh...'

His finger slipped past her lips easily riding along the sticky river of her cum feeling inside her cunt.

'I see he not da best at wha he do after all.'
'Rem, please.'

Remy began playing with her clit rubbing his thumb up and down making her squirm. He was so thankful for the fingerless gloves. He moved his head resting it against hers. His dark red eyes bore into hers, that hypnotic gaze seething its way in.

'You'd never have to beg wit me chere, ever. Remy know what you need and he more dan willin' to give it to you right now.'

Remy cupped his hand under her ass and her legs willingly wrapped around his hips as he carried her to the counter. His fingers sank deep into her pussy fucking her, but not the way he eagerly wanted. Kurt watched them from the control room shaking his head. He knew it wasn't Vanquish's fault all women fell under LeBeau's spell, but instead of watching the show he did promise his friend he'd watch his girl for him. Too bad it would've been a nice show. He was about to bamf down to the kitchen when a transmission from the Blackbird came telling him they were only a few minutes out, they were returning back to base false alarm. His tail wagged as he contemplated saving Vanquish from being claimed as another one of Remy’s notches or wait until Logan came and ripped him a new one. He decided to stay put.

Remy's fingers moved with elegant grace as if dancing across a ballroom floor Vanquish's pussy his partner following him needing him to guide her to her grand finale. Her shirt was pulled up over her tits exposing such perfect round orbs of pleasure Remy couldn't resist tasting them. He rolled her nipple so gently over his tongue it left Vanquish breathless. She clawed at his coat, pulled at his hair as licked them like melting ice cream.

'Remy! Remy!.....oh Remy!'
'Just like dat.'

Remy moved his hand to the zipper of his suit and pulled it down but before he could release his cock he felt his head throbbing, his hand free of the silky warmth and the coldness of the floor. Vanquish sat on the counter top shaking her head taking deep breaths. As if in a trance she had awaken to see Logan on top of Remy with claw extended against his neck.

'Give me one reason Cajun, just one.'
'Logan stop! He's just being Remy!'
'I know so give just one reason.'
'He wants what he can't have.'

Logan knew like any other man it was true. A good-looking woman who's in her right mind and can take care of a guy is very alluring especially to the swamp rat. Logan got off of him and snatches Vanquish away. She looks back at Remy bleeding on the floor and watches him lick his fingers that played with her pussy like a skilled pianist.

That was the first part of them drifting apart. After that Logan yelled at Kurt for not keeping an eye on her then snatched her again taking her to his room. He sat her down and warned her about Remy's sleazy ways. He paced back and forth growling and sniping at how he shouldn't have left her alone with him. He stood up at the window watching the sun setting trying to settle down, while behind him Vanquish felt the heat growing even more between her legs. Remy touching her that way, thinking of how Logan touched her that way, the way Logan was furious was driving her crazy. As he watched the colored sky she stripped herself bare and sat back on his bed spreading her legs slipping her fingers between her legs.

'Logan?'
'What is it darlin'? I'm sorry I wasn't snapping.....at.....you......I....'

He watched her playing with her pussy spreading her lips apart as she grinded her finger into clit.

'Make love to me now,' she moaned

Logan moved to the bed ripping his shirt off and unzipping his pants. His cock was already hard and ready to go until he realized it wasn't him who got her this way but the Cajun.

'No yer all hot 'cause of that rat.'
'Logan please my fingers aren't enough, I want you now'
'No all you want is a fuck, and I'm not gonna fuck ya.'
'Good because I don't want you to fuck me either.... at least not yet.'

She slipped her wet fingers into his mouth before kissing him as hard as she could. He brought her down so she was on her back and slipped his cock inside her cunt. He growled feeling her wrap herself around him.

'Oh screw it,' Logan said moving his hips faster.