Lonewind Valley

A/N: I own none of these characters, I make no profit from this. I simply enjoy borrowing them to produce much smutty goodness!

Scott Summers sighed as he let his weight shift the chair back onto all four of it’s legs and tilting his hat back up decided that he’d best check on the prisoner. As he stood up and stretched he could hear the noise being made within, and with a yawn he went up the single step and entered the small prison building. The air was stuffy in the small room, but he didn’t dare open a window, least the noise be heard everywhere. As he went through the interior door to the cell itself he wasn’t really prepared for the sight he saw. Wanda Maximoff sat slouched on the plank of wood they called a bench, wearing the tightest pair of leather pants a woman like her could fit into and a blood red tighter-than-need-be leather corset. The gun holsters attached to her thighs made a loud clanking noise as she stood up when she saw Scott enter the cell room.
“Finally… “ She said as she stood up figuring her release was at hand.
“Not so fast Maximoff, I’m just here checking to make sure you’re still alive”
“And these?” she said holding up her cuffed hands “why in GOD’S NAME DO I HAVE TO WEAR THEM!” she yelled at him as she thrust her hands through the prison bars at him.
“Because you’re dangerous” he said as he leaned against the wall across the room from the bars
“Me? Dangerous?” she said in her most sultry voice as she gripped the bars and stood giving Scott her best innocent look.
“Yes”
“I’m not dangerous, I’m as gentle as a lamb” she said giving him a look that would have most men crawling at her feet.
“Well until it’s proven that you are, I still have to hold you here as a criminal”
“I don’t consider one little gunfight a criminal action… now please take these off…” she said in her best pouty voice.
“Wanda I must admit you’re making it very… difficult… for me… to keep you in there alone, I should throw a hardened criminal in there with you and just let him have you.” He said with a scoff.
“Oh come on Summers… if you open this door” she said softly while her delicate hands stroked the bars in a most erotic gesture. “I’ll make it worth your while… hell you can even keep the cuffs on me…” she said as she licked one of the bars noticing the slight twitch that Scott gave at her gestures.
“Wanda…” Scott said in a slight whisper as he took a few steps closer to the woman
“Yes Scott…” she said as she noticed her own breathing become a bit quicker as she really became turned on by the man in front of her. As he got closer she nearly grabbed him into a passionate kiss just by the simple heat his body let off.
“I’d have to be fucking crazy to fall for your tricks” he whispered to her before winking at her and leaving the room. He chuckled to himself as he closed the door behind him cutting out the shrill sound of her profanity. “At least Ororo comes back tonight…” he said to himself as he opened the door to the outside and sat back down in the small chair smirking at the fact that Wanda’s profane yelling could barely even be heard outside.

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The horse’s hooves fell heavily upon the dirt road that led into the small town of Lonewind Valley. The horse seemed even happier to be home than its rider who dismounted with a bounce in her step. The sound from inside the saloon poured out into the street calling any and all attention to the rowdy crowd that had built up inside. Ororo Munroe took a deep breath and a quick check of her self to be sure she was presentable and then stepped up onto the wooden deck that surrounded the saloon.. She wasn’t sure what to expect, whether they’d be happy to see her, or not… it had been six months, but she’d said she be back today, and she always kept her promises.

Remy was so caught up with the drinks that Rogue had been bringing him, and the gamblers sitting at the table with him that he hadn’t even seen her standing in the doorway. He didn’t know how long she’d been standing there… or how long he’d been holding the rim of the shotglass to his lips but suddenly all of it seemed worthless. After a moment of just staring at her, he finally took the shot, threw his cards down on the table to a distraught yell from the group of men and stood up letting his chair fall.
“Mon Deiu! Stormy?” He couldn’t have helped the smile from crossing his face if he’d tried.
“How many times must I tell you not to call me that Remy” The smile on her face was just as wide.

Rogue heard Remy shout and looked up to see what his attention was drawn to, she’d hoped he hadn’t been caught cheating… again… today. When she finally saw Ororo standing in the doorway she set the mug she’d been drying down on the bar and gave a soft scoff. *Bout damned time you show up woman* she thought to herself. The saloon had been deprived of its only bouncer when Ro had decided to take a sabbatical.

Ro was caught quite off guard when the man hugged her so tightly, she hadn’t thought she’d be missed that much. “Well I’m glad to see you to Remy” was all she could manage to get out before he finally let her go to breathe.
“Stormy, what in de ‘ell took you so damn long?”
“Well as I told you before, the job was getting to me, but I’ve rested now and am ready to go back to work” She said a slight relief in her voice. “Speaking of which where is Logan?”
“At de prison” Remy said before turning and heading towards the bar looking over his shoulder to be sure she was following him.
“At… or in?” Was her all to quick response.
“Just at sugah” Rogue piped in
“Well that’s a relief, but might I ask why he’s there then?”
“Well he wanted to see Emma off to work” Rogue said in her sweet southern accent
“Emma? When did all this happen?” She asked
“After ya left me” Logan said as he stepped through the door.

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