The *Dibs* Series
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X-Men: (All Movies) › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
6,790
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the X-Men movies, or any of the characters from them. I make no money from from the writing of this story.
Is This Covered by Blue Cross?
Part Three: Is This Covered By Blue Cross?
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Logan winds up in the medlab... again.
Great, I'm in the fuckin' medlab again. Is this place magnetized or what? Just once I'd like to walk off the Blackbird after a mission instead of bein' carried off on a stretcher. Okay, Logan try and focus. Jeannie's liftin' up the bandage. Now she's runnin' her hand along my side. {Hey, sweetheart, you grope all your patients this way?} Better say somethin' to let her know I'm awake before she gets any further south.
"That tickles."
"Hey. How're you feeling?"
{You tell me, you're the one doin' the gropin'.} "Fantastic," I replied instead.
"That was a brave thing you did."
She must be referrin' to my *loanin'* the kid my healin' power. Yeah, brave or incredibly stupid - the jury's still out on that one.
"Did it work?"
It would be kinda pointless if I'd been layin' here buck naked, gettin' felt up if the kid had bought it anyway.
"Yeah. She's fine. She took on a few of your more charming personality traits for a while, but we lived through it. I think she's a little taken with you."
{Taken? Who the fuck says 'taken'?}
Just then I noticed Kitty had walked in. I better say somethin' that insures I'm not sleepin' on the couch tonight.
"Well, you can tell her my heart belongs to someone else."
Kitty gives me a big old million-watt smile for that comment. Yeah, that worked. No couch for me tonight. Jean turns toward Kitty and I can see her shoot her an icy glare. Guess Jean must still be pissed that I chose Kitty over her. No offense to older women, but when I decide to make little wolverines, I want someone whose eggs aren't about to expire and the shelf life on Jeannie's are just about up.
Kitty steps over, leans down and plants a juicy one on me. A minute later I'm sittin' up, pullin' the electro-monitorin' thingies off me, ready to head back to our room, and decidin' which position we're gonna be in first. Kitty grins at me wickedly. Yeah, she's missed me. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and hop down, lettin' the sheet fall away to give Jean a real good final look. Kitty just smiles conspiratorially. She knows I'm just a big tease. I slip on a pair of sweats.
{Sorry, Jean, show's over.}
"Thanks for patchin' me up, Jeannie. Send me the bill," I tell her as I wrap my arm around Kitty's waist and steer her out.
"You hungry?" Kitty asked me.
"There's only one thing I wanna eat," I replied huskily.
"Well, in that case..........." Kitty says, detourin' us through the kitchen and grabbin' a can of whipped cream outta the fridge.
I love the way my girl thinks.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Logan winds up in the medlab... again.
Great, I'm in the fuckin' medlab again. Is this place magnetized or what? Just once I'd like to walk off the Blackbird after a mission instead of bein' carried off on a stretcher. Okay, Logan try and focus. Jeannie's liftin' up the bandage. Now she's runnin' her hand along my side. {Hey, sweetheart, you grope all your patients this way?} Better say somethin' to let her know I'm awake before she gets any further south.
"That tickles."
"Hey. How're you feeling?"
{You tell me, you're the one doin' the gropin'.} "Fantastic," I replied instead.
"That was a brave thing you did."
She must be referrin' to my *loanin'* the kid my healin' power. Yeah, brave or incredibly stupid - the jury's still out on that one.
"Did it work?"
It would be kinda pointless if I'd been layin' here buck naked, gettin' felt up if the kid had bought it anyway.
"Yeah. She's fine. She took on a few of your more charming personality traits for a while, but we lived through it. I think she's a little taken with you."
{Taken? Who the fuck says 'taken'?}
Just then I noticed Kitty had walked in. I better say somethin' that insures I'm not sleepin' on the couch tonight.
"Well, you can tell her my heart belongs to someone else."
Kitty gives me a big old million-watt smile for that comment. Yeah, that worked. No couch for me tonight. Jean turns toward Kitty and I can see her shoot her an icy glare. Guess Jean must still be pissed that I chose Kitty over her. No offense to older women, but when I decide to make little wolverines, I want someone whose eggs aren't about to expire and the shelf life on Jeannie's are just about up.
Kitty steps over, leans down and plants a juicy one on me. A minute later I'm sittin' up, pullin' the electro-monitorin' thingies off me, ready to head back to our room, and decidin' which position we're gonna be in first. Kitty grins at me wickedly. Yeah, she's missed me. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and hop down, lettin' the sheet fall away to give Jean a real good final look. Kitty just smiles conspiratorially. She knows I'm just a big tease. I slip on a pair of sweats.
{Sorry, Jean, show's over.}
"Thanks for patchin' me up, Jeannie. Send me the bill," I tell her as I wrap my arm around Kitty's waist and steer her out.
"You hungry?" Kitty asked me.
"There's only one thing I wanna eat," I replied huskily.
"Well, in that case..........." Kitty says, detourin' us through the kitchen and grabbin' a can of whipped cream outta the fridge.
I love the way my girl thinks.