Blizzard

Mara was furious and hurt and no amount of sympathy from anyone would make it go away completely. How dare he, after all those years, decide that he finally wants to be closer to her. Just when she thought she had moved to a place where she could be as far away from him as possible her mother went crazy and invited him to come with her to visit. She was pretty much feeling as low as she had felt in a long time and knowing that she only had two days of peace left before he showed up there was not comforting at all. And how could she keep herself from blowing up at her mother?

But she looked up into Logan's eyes and for the first time in a long time she saw a longing and a need for her in them that tore at her heart and she picked up on his emotions with her senses. He wiped a tear from her cheek and she leaned into him and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She knew deep down that he was falling for her and she was for him. It was weird sort of, like it was meant to be, that something higher than themselves had brought them together. In the short amount of time that she had been there she had fallen in love already and had already had some of the best sex she'd ever had in her life. His burly arms wrapped around her and he comforted her. Whether she knew it or not she had been projecting her feelings to him and her thoughts, probably because she was in such a state of emotional turmoil.

Logan sighed and rubbed her back with his big hands, not caring if anyone was watching them. He may be showing his soft side to Mara, but when it came to the other kids he could still be as unyielding and tough as ever. For the first time he didn't feel embarrassed letting someone see a little deeper through the rough exterior and into his heart. His frown deepened as a fleeting thought was sent forward into his mind. At one point, and probably numerous others, her own father had forgotten how old his own daughter was and in high school, what grade she was in. How could anyone be so careless with another person's feelings? In many ways she had been tucked away like she didn't even exist and when the situation arose to introduce her and her brothers, she always somehow managed to be left out.

"Logan, I really need to work out my anger for a little bit, is there anywhere I can go and be alone and do that?" "Yeah sure darlin', I'll set up the Danger Room with some equipment ya can use fer as long as ya want to," Logan said, smiling, his sharp teeth glinting. He liked a woman who could put her anger to use like that instead of being a pissy bitch the rest of the day. They both stood up and headed down to the room, where Logan set itfor for her use, warning the others to stay clear of there for a while. But he couldn't find Kurt anywhere. What to do with Kurt. He knew that although she was falling in love with himself, she was still sexually attracted to the elf. Oh well, she'd be his someday anyhow, he just knew it somehow.

Logan was leaving her alone in the room to fight it out for a while, but before he left the room though she had already given one good, swift karate style kick to the punching bag that was screwed into the wall, sending it springing backwards with extreme force. She had a damn good set of legs on her, he had seen that in her few Danger Room sessions, but it was confirmed when her next kick shattered some of the foundation around the bag, and she, not seeming to notice, proceeded to kick the shit out of it until one really hard one sent two screws flying loose and the punching bag sagged down further. 'Good,' she thought, thinking of the brown bag as her father. With her hand she let loose a fury of punches onto the disabled bag, showing it no mercy until finally it broke free of the wall and fell to the ground by her feet.

By god, she'd broken the damn thing off of the wall. He was the only one who had ever been able to pull that stunt before. He'd clean it up later and so he really did leave this time. As Mara was about to really give it a good thrashing she heard a muffled sound behind her. She turned in time to see Kurt balanced on a beam on the other side of the room. Her tail lashed out soundly behind her, her anger still boiling and her head still a clutter of thoughts, but seeing blu blue furry god perching not too far away from her, and they were all alone, was enough to send her hormones raging again. She sniffed the air, her own heated scent flowing into her nose and then she caught his scent, very distinctly male, and very hoindeindeed.

"What're you g heg here Kurt, didn't Logan tell you that I was to be left alone," she challenged him, her words icy but her tone as hot as fire, making Kurt's dick spring into attention. "He never spoke to me Katzchen," Kurt said, his voice thick with lust and heavy in his German accent. "I think it's finally time that we were alone," Kurt said, grinning sharply, his fangs even whiter in the brightly lit room. Kurt hopped off of his perch and began stalking towards her, like she was his prey. Oh how Mara loved games like these. As Kurt neared her she ported to where he had originally been, crouching on the beam, her tail high in the air as he spun around to look for her. He walked back over there and as he drew near enough to her, she pounced on him. He hadn't been expecting that and he landed on his ass with her on top. But she wasn't going to win this fight so easily.

Kurt easily flipped her on her back before she lifted him up with her feet and threw him over her backwards. He tucked and rolled and they both stood up, facing each other. Both of their tails were furiously writhing behind them. Mara again disappeared and this time ported right on top of Kurt's back, knocking him face down onto the floor. Mara laughed sharply as he pulled the same maneuver on her and he jumped on top of her now prone body, his lips drawn back into a snarl, baring his sharp teeth. The game had suddenly become serious and they both knew it. He pinned her to the floor, lowering his face to hers before capturing her mouth with his own, thrusting his wanton tongue into her mouth, letting loose all of his pent up lust onto her. Their tongues danced together as she ran hers along his teeth, feeling the sharp prick on her tongue and Kurt tasting the fleeting amount of blood that had trickled from the now healed cuts.

He pulled his mouth away, leaving them both gasping as his tongue darted out and down her neck, tasting the mix of sweat and her own distinct flavor. She felt his teeth graze her skin there, nipping at the sensitive flesh, at some points drawing beads of blood which he lapped up like a hungry beast. He could truly be frightening and forceful when he wanted to and now was one of those times. And Mara was in her bliss. Kurt began to growl as he tore open her shirt, exposing his eyes to more creamy skin. He placed wisseisses along her collarbone, stopping to bite a little harder into her shoulder, leaving teeth marks that healed a little slower than the others. He made his way to her covered breasts and annoyed, pulled the fabric apart with a quick snap. His tongue made lazy circles around her breast until it centered in on her nipple. His glowing yellow eyes looked up at her red ones and he licked his tongue flatly over the now hard bud. "I want you Liebes," he murmured hotly before taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking it hard, tearing slightly at it with his fangs. Mara cried out and buried her hands in his hair, urging him for more. She liked this side of Kurt Wagner.


Next chapter: Kurt/Mara and more Logan/Mara and Dad arrives