Try to Fight It

**Logan makes Tala a deal she can’t resist.

Can’t Deny It

She stepped out of the bathroom in her towel and walked to her bedroom door. Logan had been standing out there for at least half an hour and been deciding to come in or not. He had his hand against the door and Tala placed her hand on her side of the door against his and waited. He knew she was standing there he could smell her shampoo and more enticingly…her. Taking a deep breath he finally knocked on her door. When she opened it and he saw her only in a small white towel, hair dripping small drops of water down her neck and chest, Logan lost his thought and stared at her in admiration.



Since she lived there this was the most skin he’d ever seen her show, Tala never even dressed in a bathing suit around the pool, she preferred men’s swim shorts and t-shirts, she didn’t even where the X uniform. Tala would go on missions dressed in jeans or leather pants, combat boots, black vest and long black leather coat which Remy gave her for her birthday, what he saw was a ‘marvel’ indeed. He knew she was built nicely from the sessions they had together, being close in tangles and throws but feeling is very much different from seeing and what he saw made him excited and the bulge in his pants proved it.



She looked back at her mentor while he grazed up and down her body and she smiled to her self as she saw how satisfied at what was before him. Tala took a small breath making her chest heave upwards making her towel come down a couple of inches. In the instance of her taking a breath she inhaled his cologne opening her senses, oh how she wanted to sink her fangs into flesh right there but his voice interceded her thought. ‘Tala I made us some grub. Ya can come down and join me when you’re ready.’ ‘Logan, you stood out here that long to say that to me?’



She shifted her weight and the opening of her towel became wider showing the curve of her thigh and revealing a tattoo of a Japanese symbol for wolf in the curve that joins her thigh and hip. Tala could her thw grw growl rumbling in his throat from the sight and brought his attention back to her eyes before he tackled her into the bedroom. ‘You coulda just said that through the door.’ ‘That’d been rude, ya know I rather do things face to face.’ ‘I know, I know. I’ll meet you down, I gotta get dressed, see ya soon.’ *Ya don’t have t’ on my account. * He turned to leave and she smiled at his thought breaking her promise.



She closed her door and went to get dressed. When he heard her footfalls across the carpet he turned back towards the door and stood there again reaching for the doorknob. His ears picked up the sound of a scratchy material then a snap, and with that he went downstairs cursing the twitch in pants. She slid a pair of lace thongs on and picked a pink sweat suit from her closet. Under the jacket she wore a black sports bra. She put a band in her hair since she let it air dry, adjusted her pants to accommodate her tail, threw on some socks and headed downstairs to await Logan’s answer to her question.



When she came downstairs she saw that Logan made a fire in the den and headed for the kitchen. When she got there he was already seated at the table sipping is third beer. ‘Ya know Charles is gonna kill you drinking beer in the house.’ ‘Like Chuck doesn’t already know darlin’.’ Seeing his point she smiled and took a seat across from him. He made each of them hoagies, a salad for her and an orange juice for her to drink. They ate in a comfortable silence lost in their own thoughts, Tala thinking of knocking the table’s contents to the floor and ravaging Logan’s body a top the table, while Logan carefully thought how he would proceed with the situation.



When they finished eating Logan broke the silence between them. ‘D’ya know what I’m thinking?’ ‘No, you said to stay out so I am.’ ‘What if all I want is to be friends, just teacher and student?’ She looks directly into his icy blue eyes hiding her hurt from his response. ‘If that’s what you want I can live with it, but my feelings won’t change.’ He was ready for anything but that response. He expected a raised voice, dishes being thrown or her clawing his face apart, but she surprised him staying calm and being adult about it.



Still he felt a little hurt messing with her despite his true feelings for her. ‘I’m not used to this Tala. I mean these feelings, this situation.’ ‘What, the fact that I told you how I feel and didn’t keep it bottled up. Listen I’m not Jean, I mean I know how she really feels about you but her heart is with Scott. I feel something more for you, I told you and despite how you feel, I will still have these feelings for you, you know how you feel for the red head.’



Logan listened to her point, but he knew he felt like this before and was used to this. Her points were on target and he didn’t want her to hurt like he does everyday, especially if someone else came along in his life. Watching someone you want to be with is with another is a hurt in it’s own class and the girl before him deserved better than that. He really did have genuine feelings for her but with her being in heat he thought it wasn’t serious maybe she only needed that appetite satisfied. When he looked into those mismatched eyes he knew everything she said to him was as true as it was going to get.



The bullshit he said about being friends hurt her but she was hiding it like a pro. Tala reached across the table and took his hand rubbing his knuckles with her thumb. ‘Logan, I’m not Jean; I can’t hold these feelings inside any longer. This goes beyond something more than just meaningless sex, I want more than that from you. Hell! I that’s all I wanted I woulda slept with Remy or Kurt a long time ago.’ He rose an eyebrow in surprise by what or rather whom she said. ‘What?’ ‘Fuzzy?’ ‘Hey just because he’s blue and furry doesn’t mean he isn’t sexy ya know. I find Kurt very attractive. Maybe I have a thing for men with furry chests, fangs, and nice tails.’ ‘Cajun doesn’t have any of those.’ ‘No but he has an accent that make women’s blood boil.’



Now that she’s admitted it’s more than just an insatiable appetite that needs feeding, he sat and evaluated his feelings further. Being with her on a more adult level wouldn’t be bad. She’s like the female version of him, brash, volatile, bloodthirsty, a loner, and a protector of what’s hers and would do anything for a friend even give up her life for them. He saw her in battle and like him it takes a lot to put her down, Tala never gives up her body has to before her spirit does, and if her sex drive is as intense and her fighting….Logan’s dick jumped at the thought knowing what she was capable of when provoked into battle, man how she would be if her body was teased until it was unbearable. Logan took a long swig of beer at the thought glad that she promised to stay out of his thoughts.



‘Listen Tala I still don’t know, I mean there are issues between us that could get in the way.’ ‘Issues, like what, my age?’ ‘No not like that.’ ‘Is my appearance?’ ‘What, girl hell no there is nothing wrong with the way you look. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve seen honey, and let me tell you, I’ve been around the block or should I say world a few time. Trust me darlin’ you’re perfect.’ ‘So you don’t mind the tail, the different eyes, the fact I howl at full moons.’ He laughs at her last remark because it was true and he would watch her out his window while she did it. ‘No believe me, it takes more than that to turn me off, that ‘s just you being natural and I respect that.’



‘Then what issues. Please don’t tell me you’re talking about your past wives, or Sabretooth, Nick Fury, or Weapon X?’ ‘Exactly.’ ‘Okay, uh..who cares they’re gone, fuck him, fuck him twice and they have to come through me to get to you and they don’t want that.’ He would love to see her let loose on the Weapon X program and the men who hurt him for years. As far as old Sabre went she went toe to toe with him and came out of the fight with only a broken arm, which healed in a matter of minutes.



He took her face in his hands and leaned in close to her. Her face began to grow hot from his touch and his lips looked so inviting, but she used all her willpower to resist sliding her tongue across them. ‘I care about everyone in this house too much to bring my past bullshit into their lives, that includes you missy, I’m not trying t’ hurt ya I just care too much t’ put my urges first. Ya see how Sabretooth loves fuckin’ with my life honey, that’s why I’ve been alone for so long. I can’t have him hurt another again.’



The look in her eyes made him withdraw from his hold on her. They looked at each other for a long moment making him very uncomfortable. ‘Fine if that’s how you feel then this discussion is over. I don’t want to bring pain into your life. Thank you for being honwithwith me.’ Tala gets up and starts clearing the table and runs water in the sink. Logan sits at the table with his beer in his hand and watches her tail sway back and forth as she washes the dishes. ‘Why don’t you go in the den and I’ll bring us dessert.’
He remains seated and she turns to face him. ‘Go I’ll only be a minute.’ He searches for a sign of hurt in her eyes but she stills hides it.



Reluctantly he gets up, polishes off his beer and leaves her alone. Tala follows him with her eyes out the kitchen and when he’s far enough away she escapes out the kitchen window. She runs to the vast forest that borders the property and stops at three big oak trees. Frustrated sexually and mentally she takes it out on them, cutting on in half with her claws, kicking another uprooting it and punches holes in the last one. Taking a deep breath, she returns to the house not feeling any better.



Logan could hear her and the trees hitting the ground and decided to stay right where he was, he didn’t want to end up like those trees, regardless of a healing factor. He let her vent her anger her way helped enough he thought. When climbed back in the window she shut it and removed the splinters from her hands throwing them down the garbage disposal, then finished washing their dishes. She began cursing him in native tongue and Logan was in the den pacing back and forth thinking about what he was going to do.



Tala finished in the kitchen and headed toward the den. Logan could hear her coming and sat on the couch waiting for her reactions, would she cry he would hate that so much, tears are the only thing that bring him down, anger he could handle he’s been there before, hurt over something he wanted for a long time only to be shot down. He sat and hoped for anger rather than tears. While he paced he weighed his pros and cons of being with her and the pros always won. When she came in a piece of her hair fell to her face and he wanted to brush it away just like the hurt he gave her a few minutes ago but stayed seated watching her move toward him.



‘I brought popsicles, which d’ya want, cherry or grape?’ ‘Don’t much care, cherry’s fine.’ She hands it to him but sits on the love seat with her legs hanging over the arm. Logan stared at her as she began to slowly put her ‘sicle in her mouth. Tala watched the fire dance before her while she ate but sensed that Logan was watching her. She turned her head to look at him. His ice cream was melting down his hand and arm and he didn’t notice. ‘Your ice cream is melting.’ ‘Shit.’ She giggles at him desperately trying to prevent the juice from hitting the white carpet.



Tala returned to her treat and the fire while Logan quickly downed his so he could watch her eat dessert. She subconsciously slide it in and out of her mouth, her tongue making little circles around the tip of it so it could melt and she would shove the whole thing ‘deepthroating’ it. Either she was really fucking with him or she wasn’t paying attention to what she was doing with it or to it and Logan couldn’t take it anymore.



‘Could ya not do that?’ She turns to him giving him a confused look. ‘Stop doing what?’ ‘The way you’re eatin’ that damn thing, it’s..it’s…’ ‘It’s what, enticing, erotic, sexy? Well I always eat popsicles like this and suckers. If it bothers you so much stop watching me.’ She turns back around and continues ignoring him. He wanted to ignore her but the way her lips and tongue were giving it attention, he wished it was him and leaving was out of the question. He had a hard-on determined to expel from his pants and demand the same attention so he just stayed put, watching torturing himself. He enjoyed what he saw more than hated it so opting to stay wasn’t a bad idea and he was also glad that she didn’t stop because he asked her to.



She was at the last bite and it fell down her jacket into her bra. ‘Shit this always happens, never fuckin’ fails.’ Logan licked his lower lip as he watched her fingers slide down her jacket to retrieve the piece of sticky sweetness. She found it, popped it in her mouth and licked her fingers clean. ‘Oh cripes girl, please stop it will ya!’ She jumped at his voice and gave him a goofy face. ‘What is it this time?’ ‘He threw his eyes in his head and turned his head. ‘What’s your problem, what’s got you so pissy?’ He just got up and retrieved her stick and threw his and hers away. He came back to her and knelt down beside her.



He swung her legs so her feet would touch the floor and took her sticky hands in his. His eyes could only find the pink pants she wore. ‘Listen Tala you know good an’ well I like ya, I just can’t deal with anything right now, ya hafta understand. If we were to meet in a bar and it was just somethin’ physical then I would have no reservations, but I care about you, maybe more than just a student, but…’ She releases one of her hands and takes hers to raise his face to look into his eyes but says nothing. The fire makes Tala’s eyes look like they’re clear, innocent and loving. Logan just wants to take his lips and place them on hers, gently caressing them showing how he truly feels about her. His feelings were beginning to overtake him but she got up and started to leave the room.



He grabs her tail preventing her from leaving. ‘You made your point earlier, I told you no pressure. You told me the truth and that’s all I ever wanted from you..well not exactly all but everything you said had valid points. I appreciate your concern Logan I can find what I need elsewhere.’ Her saying that made him squeeze her tail involuntarily and she tried to jerk it back but couldn’t. ‘I’m sorry if what I just said hurt you, but I want more than just a fuck-buddy. My body wants this, but my heart deserves more. I won’t do anything stupid you taught me better than that alright.’ She tried to move again but he still had a grip on her so instead of trying to free herself she wrapped her tail around his wrist and led him to the kitchen.



She washed her hands and chest at the sink. When she finished she looked out at the night sky at the moon. It was in a crescent shape so she wasn’t in her howling mood. ‘Tala?’ She turned to him and placed a finger on his lips to shush whatever he had to say, released his hand and left him standing there staring blankly at the window. He needed a beer so bad but instead headed out back to the den following her perfumed trail. He stood in the doorway watching her as the flames danced around her body like fiery hands massaging her all over. He could smell her sadness and wanted to remedy that badly but what he was about to do could turn her off from him completely but he had to try.



He walked behind her and began to rub her shoulders. He was surprised when she didn’t tell him to ‘fuck off’ or hit him, instead she let his hand ease the tension from her body. She closed her eyes and lulled her back on the couch enjoying his touch. He took his chance and cautiously lowered his head to kiss her. She unintentionally head butted him raising her head. ‘Ow Logan what the hell are you doing?’ He wasn’t hurt but he she was. ‘I was tryin’ t’ kiss you.’ Her head felt like she ran head first into a steel door but when she looked up at who she hit she laughed to herself realizing she actually did only it was his head.



‘Logan stop it now. I asked if you liked me, you said yes, and I asked you if we could be more than just friends you said no, now please we ended this stop playing games now.’ He let go of her shoulders and then leapt over the couch laying his hands beside her head hovering over her. His face was nose to nose with hers and before she could do anything his lips found hers. Instead of kissing her trying to devour her like she wanted him to for so long, he was gentle, his tongue never parted their lips like she wanted, he caressed them making her body melt under the sensitivity he was showing her, not at all what she imagined his kisses were like.



Realizing what was happening she managed to push him off of her. ‘Logan you idiot what did you do that for?!’ He shifted his weight making his arm muscles contract and despite her anger she still wanted to touch him. ‘What’s wrong darlin’?’ His voice was hoarse and winded. ‘That, that was my first kiss, why did you do that after what you said you’re really confusing me and worse you’re pissing me off.’ ‘I thought it was what you wanted.’ His voice was back to the gravely throaty tone. ‘Yeah, from someone who wants me Logan not just the body and a roll in the sack. I know you’ve been reading my signal, inside and out. Sure Tala could be a quick fuck right, she’ll move on and find someone closer to her age right Logan?’



He moves from her and sits on the couch beside her. ‘It’s not like that and you know it..’ ‘Shut up! Yes it is because I know,’ she says pointing a finger to her head. ‘You promised to stay outta m’ head.’ ‘No I promised not to know how you felt about me, not anything else.’ He knew she was right about that but still he felt violated and betrayed but no more betrayed than her. All he could say was *fuck* and closed his eyes. Tala gets up from the couch and he snatches her back down beside him. ‘Look Tala..’ ‘No you look, it’s not that simple…’ Angry he grabs her head and kisses her again this time more sensually. She tried to push away from him again but failed.



Logan laid her down never breaking their embrace and settled his body on top of hers. He could feel her body heat rising and her nails raked along his back making his body press harder into hers. After a long moment he reluctantly pulled away from her and stared into her face trying to read her emotions. Her eyes became brighter or it could have been a trick of the light made by the fire and dimness of the room. Catching her breath she finally formed a thought and shared it with him. ‘Why’d you..’ ‘Tala what was your intention tonight?’ ‘For you to answer my quen thn that’s all.’ ‘What if I said I wanted you right now?’ ‘I..I don’t know, not believe you.’ ‘What if I wanted you right here, right now?’ ‘I still don’t know.’ ‘Regardless of the bullshit I fed you earlier.’ She only hunched her shoulders, but waited for him to say that to her. She knew he was only playing with her but she needed him to say it to her



‘Ok how ‘bout this. What if I kiss you again, but take it further than that. If ya don’t I promise to stop, leave tear up some furniture and call it a night, how does that sound darlin’.’ She pretended to think about it but listened to Logan’s inner voice. *I hope I didn’t fuck this up, man I like this girl, please say yes for the sake of the furniture. * She gives him a faint smile, ‘Alright Logan we can see what’ll happen, but you must promise me something.’ ‘Ok what is it?’ ‘I’ll let you know after we do whatever.’ He nods his head in agreement, but before he begins he tells her something.



‘Tala to let you know, I’ve wanted ya since ya graced this place with your presence. I’m the type to hide what’s inside especially when it comes to sentimental feelings. When I saw ya in action, I got so turned on I’ve been counting the days when ya turned 18 so I could show ya what ya do t’ me and I hope you’ll give me the opportunity. so sso sorry for puttin’ ya through this crap tonight.’ She could tell what he was saying was true without her TP it was in his eyes. Tala was about to speak but Logan’s lips were on hers again, this time rougher, hungrier.