King of Pain

King of pain (two)

I do not own them just renting
Rating(nc-17)

What one man will do to have the woman he wants.

Jubilee and Rogue avoided Logan at dinner that night. The other children just stared at him with fear watching his every move.
Logan sat at the far end of the room closest to the door just in case things got a little heated.
Scott sat with Beast and the Professor at another table.
The minute Ro set foot in the kitchen area Scott looked at Logan and saw the Wolverine spying her.
Ro laughed at Gambit immediately spewing his love for her if she brought him another fork.
Logan tingled inside from her laughter and he wasn’t the type to tingle. But she made him tingle from head to toe.
He lowered his head so his black hair covered part of his face when she looked over at him. He could still see her gorgeous body.
What the hell was wrong with him? He was already in trouble because he kissed asshole’s girlfriend. He knew from the moment he kissed her that she was not the one.
He had to make a clean break from her so he waited until asshole came into the library to pull away from the kiss. He could smell him a mile away. Now that there was a big blow up, he could get down to getting the Goddess. What the hell is wrong him?
“Logan!”
He looked up to see her smiling down at him. Her white hair was touching his forearm ever so gently. There was that tingle.
“Sorry Ro. Wha cha need?”
She continued to smile at him. “Are you okay?”
One corner of Logan’s mouth curved upwards slowly. “Worried about me darlin?”
“No.” She frowned. “You were staring at me.”
Logan chuckled. “Get use to it darlin.”
“I am not your darlin.” She mocked him. Logan chuckled louder.

Scott frowned. What was she doing talking to him? What could she find interesting in a man like Logan?
Jean sat beside the Professor and quietly ate.

Logan looked Ro over slowly. She had changed into a pair of jean shorts and a white v neck shirt. He wanted to lick all over her body.
When his eyes met hers she turned and left him staring after her.
Gambit was now complaining at her for taking so long to bring his fork.

Logan smiled at his thoughts. Why does she wait until he is done looking her over to walk away? He took a drink of beer and noticed someone watching him. One-eye


“Gambit comprends vous demain?” The Cajun found his work partner outside enjoying the warm night air.
“Yeah Cajun”
Ro stood some distance away on the lawn before them. She reached up and pulled the ribbon from her hair and let it fall down to her waist. She began to float off the ground turning slowly as she did, rubbing her legs against each other and raising her hands above her head. A gentle rain began to fall on them.
Gambit and Logan just stood there watching the weather goddess enjoying the rain.
After fifteen minutes she descended to the ground and walked towards them soaked to the bone.
Logan tingled a lot. Her shirt clung to her ample breasts and the nipples were hard and large and yearning to be free. He wished.
Ro smiled at them “I didn’t do that you know.” She noticed they weren’t paying attention to her. Sure they were looking at her but not listening. She looked down and saw why her arms surrounded her chest and she quickly flew away.
Logan watched her go. “I’m gonna take a shower.” He left Gambit standing there still staring at the spot she left.


Jean smiled at Logan as he entered the kitchen the next morning.
“Good morning Logan.”
He nodded in her direction and kept looking for his favorite cup that Rogue had made him.
Jean came towards him with the cup. He took it and poured out some coffee.
She continued to stand next to him inching closer. Logan moved his neck to crack it.
Logan felt her body heat and looked at her. “We agreed ta let it cool down.”
“What I can’t be near you?”
“No ya can’t.”
Logan walked to the other side of the counter his nose was telling him his favorite donut was close by.
Jean frowned at him. “Logan if everyone knows about us why not be together?”
Logan looked up at her. “You love Scott.” He picked up the plain glazed donut.
Gambit came into the kitchen dragging his ass.
“Hey homme” He stood behind Jean. “Gambit come back when you done guarding the coffee.”
Jean moved. “I’m sorry Remy.”
“D’accord Jean” Gambit began to make his coffee.
Jean looked at Logan as he frowned at Gambit making his coffee.
“How many spoonfuls of sugar does it take Cajun?”
Gambit keep spooning it in after the fifth he tasted it and then continued with the sugar.
Logan growled at him. “Come on.”
Gambit smiled. “Patience” He just wanted to piss him off. There was no way in hell he was drinking it.
Scott appeared in the kitchen. Logan met his eyes as he got a cup of coffee.
Jean moved away from them.
“So I hear you two get to clean out the old medical room.”
Gambit smiled at him in response.
Scott nodded and then looked at Jean watching Logan eating his donut watching him.
Ro walked into the kitchen wearing an oversized t-shirt.
Logan chuckled. Ro glared at him as she walked by Scott.
“Good morning all.” She said coming to stand beside Gambit watching him spooning in the sugar.
“Since when do you drink coffee?”
“Today” Gambit said smiling down at her.
Logan growled. Gambit glared at him.
Scott looked over at Ro. “Why are you up so early?”
“Helping the girls paint their room.”
“I doubt they are up.”
Ro smiled. “No. I’m going to tend to my flowers first.”
“Would you like some company?” Scott asked her.
Ro looked at Jean usually the doctor would help her. Jean smiled. < It’s okay Ro>
Logan frowned. What is he doing? He doesn’t know anything about plants or flowers? Wait he didn’t either.
“Logan. I ready mon ami.”
Logan looked at Ro as she and Jean began talking. Scott looked at him and smiled.
Anger began to settle in the pit of Logan’s stomach.
“Logan!” Gambit glared at him. Logan growled at Scott then walked by the angry Cajun.

They stood in the doorway of the old medical bay just looking around at the clutter.
“Who da muth...”
“Look at all that shit over there.” Logan growled out then he glared at Gambit.
“We’re gonna be here for weeks because yer an idiot.”
Gambit got in his face. “Nobody treats my stormy like a common slut.”
“I would treat yer stormy like a goddess.”
“What?”
Gambit frowned at Logan. “I mean the way she deserves ta be treated.”
Logan walked away from Gambit. “We better git started before ya start ta get a cramp from standin longer than twenty minutes.”

“Scott what exactly do you know about flowers?”
He smiled. “Not a thing.”
Ro smiled. “Well just watch than.”
Scott stood next to her watching. Ro went to get the pruning scissors.
“Logan likes you.”
Ro frowned. “Really I haven’t had breakfast yet Scott.”
He chuckled. “He is a charmer.”
Ro frowned. How could a big, muscled, opinionated, lethal, protective and muscled and lethal wait I already said muscled
“Ro”
“Huh?”
“Do you think Logan is a charmer? Jean said he is.”
“Scott there has to be something already there for her to fall for him.”
Scott frowned. Ro faced him. “I’m sorry.”
“No .You are right. I wish she was more like you, strong like you. Logan could never tame you sort of speak.”
Ro smiled at him. “The woman who Logan wants would be in for a wild ride.”
Scott smiled at her moving her hair behind her ear. “You deserve someone safe.”
Ro turned away from him. “Gambit thinks I need some practice and he’d be forced to teach me.”
Scott laughed. “I’m surprised he’s let you go this long without trying to tame you.”
Ro faced him. “Please Gambit can’t even stand for twenty minutes without getting a cramp.”
Scott smiled. “You two are a pair.”
Ro smiled.” I love him.”
“What about me?”
Ro shrugged her shoulders. Scott laughed and hugged her.
He didn’t feel at all like Logan, with his huge muscled chest, the powerful arms surrounding you and that raspy voice and those muscles.. What is wrong with you? Your best friend hates Logan and you’re comparing them. Logan’s thick black hair was probably soft to the touch.
Jean watched them from the doorway. They would always be best friends Scott would never betray Ro. She sometimes wondered why he always talked to Ro about his feelings and never her. It was like she was his girlfriend or he wished it to be that way.

To be continued