I Am the Hunted

I'm really not the best at fight scenes so bear with me here, I started it so I gotta finish it, but more Logan goodness towards the of of the chapter.

Magneto was the first to make a move, picking Logan up deftly and hurling him against a tree. Charles tried to talk to Magneto through his mind but Magneto would hear none of it. Charles just sat back and worriedly watched what progressed. He tried to pry into Magneto's mind to see what it was that he really wanted. Magneto felt himself being opened up like a flower and he fought to shut it back up. But bits and pieces leaked into Charles' mind. He wanted Logan to help in some sort of plot to destroy humanity, with the help of Mesmero and Magneto's team. That was all he needed to see.

The other students took on their opponents thoroughly, causing some damage to Magneto's team. While Pyro was trying to fry them, Iceman efficiently froze his guns and took care of him for a while. Pyro grunted in disgust. He hated that smug little bastard. Every time he was there he got iced. Sabertooth and Beast took each other on as they were similar in size and strength. They were a mess of tangled arms and legs, clawing, punching, kicking, and otherwise trying to beat the crap outta each other. It all was not a very pretty sight. Piotr took off after Kitty, who phased through him and went in another direction. Gambit threw a flaming card towards Rogue, who ducked and missed it just in time. He ran towards her and pinned her to a tree. "Whatsa matter chere, you no like Remy?" Rogue just smirked at him and removed a glove from her hand. She touched his cheek softly, effectively retainsomesome of his powers while Remy collapsed to the ground. He'd have to remember to be careful near her next time. She stole the pack of cards from him and began tossing them at her opponents left and right. Her eyes had even taken on his trademark demonic look.

Magneto was not winning here. Although Logan could not really fight him, he could still see that he wasn't going to win this battle. At least not this time. Charles' meddling in his mind and the thorough beating his team was getting was enough to send Magneto retreating for the moment. After Magneto gathered his men back up and was off, the X-team went back to the mansion. Charles briefed all of them on Magneto's plan and why he had come after them. Well, not really them so much as Logan. They all understood and were told to be on guard now at all times as Charles knew that Magneto wasn't finished yet.

Logan stayed briefly after with Charles to discuss the implications of Magneto's plan for him. Charles felt worried for Logan but he knew Logan could look after himself quite well. After a fight like that Logan was in no mood to sleep just yet, he was too worked up. He paced around the mansion like a caged tiger, wanting to feel the tiredness overtake him so he could sleep. But nothin' doin'. He shed his sweaty shirt and walked around in just a pair of old jeans. He really needed to let off some steam so he went off to the Danger Room to work it off. He turned on the lights and gathered some materials that he could beat the crap out of, like an old punching bag. He started hitting it and began to lose himself in it when he heard a muffled *bamf* behind him. "I thought I would find you here Herr Logan," Kurt said with a grin. "I'm not in the mood Elf," Logan said curtly as he began hitting the bag again. Kurt just stood there and watched him, not leaving, and certainly not taking his eyes off of Logan's body as he moved.

"I don't believe you Liebes," Kurt said with a mocking tone in his voice. Logan snorted and turned on Kurt. "I've got a fucking team of Magneto's after me that I just fought with and I'm really not in a very good mood right now," Logan said, glaring at Kurt. Kurt really did know how to bring out the animal in Logan and it was working quite well right now. Kurt bamfed out of sight only to return beside Logan and he nipped at Logan's ear then bamfed across the room again. Logan turned to face Kurt again and lunged at him before Kurt bamfed away again to perch on one of the punching bags. "You've lost your fucking mind Elf," Logan growled. Kurt bamfed in front of Logan who grabbed him and pinned him to the ground. This time Kurt didn't try to move away. Logan's eyes gleamed in a feral, animalistic way as he smiled and licked his lips. Kurt groaned under Logan's enormous weight and from the enormous bulge that was pressing into the thin layer of his boxers and against his own erection. He thrust his hips up against Logan's, wanting more, but Logan was too far gone at the moment to really notice.

He pulled his own jeans off and Kurt's boxers and tossed them aside somewhere. He seared Kurt's mouth with his own as their tongues fought with each other in their hot, wet mouths. Kurt nipped harshly at Logan's bottom lip, drawing a bit of blood from it, which soon healed. Logan tore his mouth away from Kurts and trailed his tongue along Kurt's neck and down to the curve where it meets the shoulder, where he bit into Kurt. The blood began to drip down his blue fur as Logan lapped it up eagerly. Kurt shrieked harshly, a mixture of ecstasy and pain. Tears rolled down his cheeks at the delicious pain that swept through him. He threw his head back and moaned.

Logan took his mouth away from the dimidiminishing blood and flipped Kurt over onto his stomach roughly, almost knocking the wind out of him. He grabbed Kurt's tail and wrenched it upwards, earning a keening moan from Kurt. Logan began to trail his mouth down Kurt's tail and placed small nips at it, making Kurt bring his hands into fists. His mouth reached Kurt's firm, round ass and he placed alternate nips and licks at it until Kurt was writhing beneath him. His tongue found that tight little hole and he laved it, thrusting his tongue in and out, tracing a deliciously tormenting outline around it. Kurt bit his lip as L con continued to torment him. Logan sucked two of his fingers into his mouth and placed them at Kurt's opening. "Is this what you want Kurt? Is it, whore?" Logan hissed accusingly at Kurt, all the time grinning ferally, his teeth gleaming in the light. Kurt just shook his head as Logan pushed a little into Kurt then stopped. "I didn't hear you Elf," Logan tormented. "Yes Logan, please oh God please," Kurt managed to say through a shaky breath.

Logan plunged his fingers the rest of the way in and Kurt let out a loud groan. Logan didn't spare Kurt this time as he began thrusting his fingers directly at Kurt's most sensitive spot, each time hitting it and making Kurt feel like he was going to explode. Logan pushed directly into it, purposely, harder and faster, as Kurt thrust himself against Logan's thick fingers. Kurt could feel every one of his nerves on edge inside of him. He could feel himself coming closer and closer as Logan's calloused fingers fucked his tight little ass. Logan felt Kurt's muscles tighten around his fingers as Kurt came violently, screaming hise. e. He withdrew his fingers and instead wrapped them around Kurt's slim little waist. It was his turn.

Logan lubed up his dick with his own spit as he positioned himself against Kurt's more relaxed opening. Kurt was already hard again as Logan pushed his mammoth length inside Kurt inch by inch, cruelly, torturing the fuzzy blue elf beneath him. Kurt tried to move back to get more of Logan in him, but Logan tightened his grip painfully on Kurt's waist as he finished filling Kurt up completely. Once he was completely inside he began moving slowly, unlike how he wanted to move fast, and let the sensations take over him. Kurt would alternately tighten his muscles, milking Logan's dick as he thrust inside him so slowly. Logan tossed his head back and let out a gutteral growl as he began to move faster inside Kurt. He positioned himself again so that he would hit Kurt's spot as he fucked him. There breathing came in short gasps and pants as Logan moved against Kurt.

He was losing control again. He began to slam into Kurt as the last remnants of his self-control left him. His eyes became wild as he fucked Kurt's lithe body. Kurt had his head lowered and he was moaning with every thrust of Logan's hips. Logan's orgasm was beginning to overtake him as he ground his hips into Kurt's ass. He leaned forward as he felt his release and roared into Kurt's other shoulder, biting into him much harder then he had before, marking him as the Wolverine's. As his hot seed spurted into Kurt's ass he thrust violently into him, sending Kurt off the edge and he shot his white-hot cum onto the cold ground. Logan began to lap the blood off of Kurt's shoulder again hungrily as Kurt pushed himself back into Logan. He was the Wolverine's now.

Logan began to come to his senses as he withdrew from Kurt, who collapsed onto the floor beneath him. Kurt rolled over and gave Logan a grin, grabbed his shorts and bamfed out of the room to go clean himself up and get some sleep. This left Logan alone again in the room but he wasn't much in the mood for continuing his fight. He slipped on his jeans and cleaned up the mess they had made on the floor. He knew he should at least try to get some rest so he headed back to his room. He fell onto his bed and soon he was asleep.

But in the wooded area by the mansion Sabertooth lurked, still not ready to give up Wolverine without another fight, and maybe a good fuck.