Hot Babes Hot Nights

Secrets in the House of X

‘Hello ‘Ro.’
‘Logan I thought I asked you not to call me that.’
‘And I said that you would like it once I get through with you.’
‘And exactly what do you mean by that?’

Ororo’s back was turned to Logan as he approached her unbuttoning his pants slowly taking down the zipper. He watched her stand up from pruning her roses when she turned only to find herself being tripped and on top of a pile of unused soil. The shears still in her hand stabbed Logan in the stomach, unphased he pushed them away tossing them across the greenhouse with a loud clatter. Ororo saw the intensity in his eyes and she felt the hard bulge through his pants as he leaned in for a kiss.

Logan’s mouth moved to her neck and he didn’t see her azure eyes turn white as her hair as she summoned a gust of wind carrying Logan off of her to the entrance of the greenhouse. His claws caught the door’s rim and he launched himself to his feet. He walked towards Ororo who backed with every step he took forward. Logan shed his shirt and let it drop from his arm to the floor. Ororo watched his small yet very muscular frame approach her like she was cornered prey.

‘Logan I don’t know your intentions but I suggest you stop this right now.’

She watched as he took another step and one of his claws slid from his knuckle, a trickle of blood followed as it dripped at the end of the blade. Her eyes looked at the claw then back to Logan. Her eyes dropped from his and trailed down his body to his hips as she watched his jeans move with his hips. She soon noticed he wore nothing underneath as he began to break through the denim and metal of his zipper. She gazed intently not noticing she was running out of room to escape. Logan quickly extracted another claw on the other hand only faster. Ororo jumped and lost her footing. Logan jumped catching her in his arms and slammed her back against the glass.

About to object her protests were diminished when Logan placed his lips on hers. Even though Ororo was four inches taller than him he had no problem reaching up to kiss her. She found her hands were working trying to push him away but they were soon subdued, pinned to the glass beside her head.

‘Keep ‘em there,’ Logan growled.

The lust in his voice made Ororo’s body quiver and she did as he said. For months now Logan tried everything he could to get her attention but she always in a loving playful way turned him down. She thought Logan was joking when he made lewd suggestions to her. Telling what he wanted to do to her and she to him. Whispering distinct details of how he wanted to pleasure her body, make her pussy quiver with excitement as his tongue played with her clit until she screamed. She never took it seriously until during a mission they were alone parted from the group when a barrage of bullets punctured Logan’s back. Protecting her and dying at the same time, he looked at her with a cocky smile and leaned in close to her neck sniffing her scent. Not sure what to do she attempted to blast the soldiers with a bitter arctic wind when Logan caught her hand and dragged his tongue slowly along her neck. In shock lightening bolts rained down inside the facility striking everything. The bullets stopped but Logan didn’t. His mouth sucked on the leather covering her breast then she pushed him back with a bolt knocking across the room. She kept her distance since then.

‘Logan stop! I mean it stop this!’
‘’Ro, I’m gonna fuck ya no matter what ya do.’
‘I don’t think so!’

Ororo called forth a wind that took out the windows of her greenhouse taking Logan across the property. Catching himself on a tree he landed on his feet and watched Ororo standing outside the door trying to find him. Logan chuckled to himself and walked back to the house.

‘If ya won’t today, maybe tomorrow.’

Horny from his encounter with Rogue and Ororo he sauntered into the house looking for something else to appease his growing appetite. He knew that Rogue took his diary back to the girls to read and hoped she did as he said letting the others see it. He wanted to get a reaction out of the girls, a unique one. Reading a personal diary of his fantasies about the X femmes would bring a heated situation. Logan thought to himself, the hotter the better, either way it would get the girls riled up.

Logan went to his room to extract pieces of glass from his body as Ororo made it back to the mansion furious. She bumped into Scott almost knocking him to the ground.

‘Storm slow down where’s the fire?’
‘In Logan’s pants.’
‘What?’
‘Nothing. It’s nothing.’
‘Bull. What is that little dwarf up to now? Did he do something to you?’
‘No, nothing I couldn’t handle.’

She left to go change when she walked past the den and overheard Jubilee mention her name and Logan. Not wanting to interrupt she leaned against the wall and eavesdropped on the conversation.

‘Are ya sure ya want to finish this Rogue, I mean ya look a little rattled,’ Jubilee asked.
‘Yeah I’m fine. I almost got caught by Mr. Logan but I…I…’
‘What Rogue?’ Jubilee asked looking her in the eye.
‘I handled it alright. Just finish the damn story.’

Ororo wondered what Rogue meant by she handled Logan. Her mind raced as she thought about what he almost did to her but he wouldn’t dare attempt to hurt any of the younger kids, would he? Jubilee started again as Rogue sat in a corner by a window staring out. Ororo peeked in an saw Rogue who had a strange look on her face, confused but happy.

Upstairs Logan heard pounding on his door and ignored because he could smell Scott miles away. The way his body was registering he knew something happened between him and Ororo, but not enough because he would’ve blasted the door off the hinges.

‘Open up ya little jerk I got questions I want answered!’
‘I’m busy Slim, go away.’
‘Open it or I’ll open for you!’
‘Go away Slim.’
‘Fine!’

Before Scott could lower his glasses the door opened. Logan stood on the jamb with a towel around his neck and that was all. Not phased Scott yelled and raged about how he should respect everyone here especially the women and Logan let it go in one ear and out the other.

‘Is that all Slim?’
‘Ya know what Logan, if it weren’t for your years of experience you’d be outta here.’
‘I always never had a problem finding a place t’ lay my head Slim, never.’

Scott got the door slammed in his face before he could retort. Mad he retreated down the hall into his room to calm down. He never wanted his team to ever see him rattled so he took the time to get himself back together. Logan got dressed again. This time wearing a tank top and a pair of gym shorts with his tennis shoes he headed downstairs on the hunt for Ororo. Getting to the bottom of the steps he could smell her. Anger and curiosity filled the air as he stood watching her leaning on the wall. His ears caught Jubilee’s voice reading another entry. This was even better he thought to himself.