You Know Me

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*Please note:The events in this story are based on the events as they stood at the end of the first X-Men film. I know that certain elements of this story don't apply after having seen X-2. Sorry!!!


Chapter Three

Inside of her mind she mentally closed the door on her powers and sighed at the feel of his whiskers on her fingertips. The rough hair of his muttonchops sent a shiver up her arm that followed the length of her spine. How long had she yearned to feel the texture of them?

“Marie?”

“It’s amazin’, Sugah. I’ve wanted to do this since that night that I came into your room so many years ago.” Her eyes closed at the sensations traveling from her fingertips to her brain, carefully processing them each on their own.

“How long can you do this?” He growled as he reached up to hold her hand to his face, pressing her palm against his lips, bringing a gasp from hers.

“I’ve held the Professor’s hand for a little over an hour and haven’t hurt him. I don’t know how long I can keep it up because I’ve never tested it.” She saw no reason not to be honest with him. “I’ve wanted to touch you for so long.”

“I’ll bet you I wanted it more than you did, Darlin’. I’ve wanted to touch you since that night we left Laughlin City. You were so damned sexy sitting in my truck and so damned young. I knew that I wouldn’t even if I could, but that didn’t stop me from wanting to. When you pulled away from me and told me about your power you gave me the control I was fighting for.”

Marie smiled and laid her forehead against his chest with a sigh. Then she remembered why he had come with her and the tears began anew.

“I still remember the look on his face that morning when I left home. He was so relieved that I was going. I could see it in his face. Mama had spent the night at the hospital with David’s parents, waiting to know how he was. I don’t think Daddy had slept a wink that night. His face was so haggard and his eyes were red. I remember thinking that he probably hadn’t been able to sleep without my Mama being home, but since have realized that he was probably up all night trying to come to terms with the fact that his less than perfect daughter was actually a mutant.”

“Honey, that’s going to be a hard thing for any parent to deal with,” Logan pulled her tighter against the solid wall of his chest. “You have to remember that he had quite a shock. If I remember right, you said that your power manifested very suddenly. None of you had any warning until that boy wound up in the hospital.”

She laughed bitterly. “My first and only I sent him into the intensive care unit.”

Logan cupped her jaw, lifting her face so that he could look into her eyes. “Was that really your one and only kiss, Darlin’?”

“First and only that didn’t involve material covering my mouth, so yeah, Sugah, I guess it was.”

“Do you think we’d better do something about that?”

Marie bit her lip, feeling a little silly for feeling so shy at her age. She was almost twenty-seven and had never really been kissed. She had no real memory of her lips ever touching a man’s. For years she ached to touch Logan as she was now, to be held and stroked by those strong hands. How wonderful it was to finally know the feel of his hands upon her face and to know that it wouldn’t endanger his life.

“Sugah, if you don’t kiss me soon, I think I might die.” She admitted with a whisper as she lifted her face to meet his gaze.

“Neither of us is gonna die anytime soon, Darlin’, I promise you that. I’ve wanted to be with you for years and I’m not about to let you get out of it now that we can actually do something about it.” He chuckled as he brushed the silkiness of her hair away from her neck and bent low to press his lips against the velvety smoothness of her bared skin. “You smell like heaven, Marie.”

She smiled and ran her hands up his arms. “And you, Sugah, are about the hairiest man I’ve every seen in my life and it feels wonderful to me.”

He laughed aloud at her observation and grinned down at her. “I don’t want to rush things for you. I’ve wanted you for years, but I think you’ve known that for a long time, haven’t you?”

“A girl may know it, but she still likes to hear a man say it. And desire is a wonderful thing, but it won’t keep you company when you’re old or soothe you when you’re hurtin’.”

The grin slipped slowly from his face and he studied her for a long minute. He felt like he needed to sit down, but he was damned if he was about to let go of her after finally getting his hands on her bare skin and not winding up on a gurney with Jean sticking needles into him for his trouble.

“I’m not a hearts and flowers kinda guy, Darlin’. I think you’ve known that about me for a long time now.”

“Yeah, I have.” She admitted ruefully.

“But I think that you’ve known for a long time now that I love you, too.”

Marie felt tears prick behind her eyes again as her heart melted. “Yeah, Sugah, I have, but I’ve needed to hear it for almost as long as I’ve known it.”

Logan sank onto her sofa and pulled her down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her as close as he could. “I’ve wanted to tell you, Marie, but it just never seemed like the right time. For so long you were too damned young, then there was your mutation. It never really mattered to me, cause certainly there are ways to work around it, but you just seemed so hurt that you couldn’t touch anyone and I didn’t want to add to that. It just became easier to accept that this wasn’t going to happen for us.”

Marie smiled and slid her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his ear. “But, Logan, I’ve loved you since I was 16. I’ve been ready for you to rush things for me for ten years. Why do you think I’ve worked so hard every single day with the Professor and Jean for so long? Certainly not so that I can spend an hour holding the Professor’s hand, I can promise you that!”

“For me?” He growled against her neck.

“You betcha, Sugah. I’ve been wantin’ you forevah.”

“Well, damn, Darlin’. I’m humbled.”

Marie stood up and turned to face him. “Would you do something for me, Logan?.”

“Darlin’, I’ll do anything for you if you’ll just come back here for a minute first and let me get that kiss.” He grinned lasciviously.

Marie flushed with pleasure and felt an unfamiliar surge of the female power that came from the certain knowledge that the man she desired wanted her in return. She moved slowly as she stepped closer and pushed him down onto the sofa and lowered herself onto his lap. She placed each knee on either side of his hips and straddled his thighs. “Kiss me, Sugah.”

Logan tensed as he felt what had to be most of the blood in his body surge into his loins. He gripped her thighs and ran his hands up to her hips. She grinned sexily as he pulled her closer and settled her heat over him. “Aargggggghh! Jesus, Marie! Kiss me, Darlin’.”

She giggled coyly, reveling in this new feminine power. “I believe that was your job, Sugah.”

Logan slid a hand up around her neck and pulled her slowly closer. “Your first real kiss is a lot of pressure, Darlin’. I hope it‘s worth the wait.”

Marie gasped as Logan’s lips met hers. They were like warm velvet that moved and flowed against her. When her lips parted he increased the pressure ever so slightly, encouraging her to open to his invasion and she shuddered as he captured her lower lip between his teeth, tugging just hard enough to make her feel it. She felt moisture rush suddenly between her legs as heat surged through her, tingling in her lips where Logan’s teeth had abraded them. Just as unexpectedly he drew her lip between his and sucked gently on it before covering her mouth more fully with his and letting his tongue surge inside.

A hungry groan rumbled deep in her chest as she pressed closer to Logan and met the urgent touch of his tongue with her own tentative response. She followed his lead, exploring his mouth as he explored hers. How wonderful it felt to press her body against his and absorb his warmth, thrilling at the masculine hardness of his body against the softness of her own. She’d never realized before how cold a person can feel when they don’t have someone they love to warm them.

Kissing Logan was everything she had dreamed of and more. He was both rough and gentle at the same time, just as she knew he would be. Her lips still tingled from his teeth and probably would for hours, something that pleased her, thinking that later that night she would touch her fingers to her lips and feel that tenderness and know that it had come from him.

Logan pulled away from her hesitantly and swiped his lips ever so gently across hers one more time. “I hope that met with your expectations, Darlin’.”

“Mmmmmmmm. Very much so. I’d love it if you’d kiss me somewhere else too, Logan.” She grinned and bit her lower lip as she watched his reaction.