Something New For Both Of Them
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X-Men: (All Movies) › Slash - Male/Male › Logan/Scott
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
8,104
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter Eight
A/N: Someone suggested I try posting longer chapters. In response:
First off, thanks to the reviewer, Christine, for the criticism! Secondly, I have problems writing long chapters unless I have it prewritten out, like completely. The entire story, which, obviously, I don’t with this one. It’s something I’m working on, I promise! In addition, I like to leave my readers in SUSPENSE!!!!
That said, on with this thing I can’t even call a story!
The two men woke hours later, as the sun was going down. Fortunately, there were no classes the next day either; it was Sunday! That made Logan happy.
They finally got up. It had taken them all day, but they were up! As they left the room, people made cracks about it. Logan flicked ‘em all off and Scott did not deign to notice. He was concentrating on other things.
The new ‘couple’ ran into another new, and now official, couple. Hellos were exchanged, shocked stares were, as well, and then both parties went on their ways.
“So, Jean an ‘Ro, eh?” Logan asked.
“It appears so.”
“I thought you said there were no classes!”
“There aren’t.”
“Then how come you still talkin’ like an English teacher?”
“Because it’s habit. Do you not like it?”
“Just a lil’ exasperatin’.”
“Ah. Deal with it.”
“Sure, whatever.”
They bickered all the way through their trek to find food. They hadn’t eaten all day. People they passed noticed differences in their bickering. It was. . .more affectionate. That was the only way to describe it. They “acted like an old married couple,” as Bobby Drake aptly put it. They actually kinda did.
The kitchen. Unoccupied, fortunately. Just the way Logan liked it. Just him, and Cyke and food. Yay! They ate, kinda quickly, random things from the fridge. There wasn’t really much; ‘Ro and Jean had yet to go shopping this week.
Afterwards, they kinda hung out, trying to figure out what to do next. This was, after all, something new for both of them.
Finally, Logan got tired of trying to figure out and decided to listen to his hormones. He reached over, pulled Scott to him and kissed him. Hard.
Scott sighed against Logan’s mouth. He tasted so good. . . He parted his lips for Logan, and was rewarded with Logan’s tongue eagerly entering his mouth. Scott pulled him closer against him, and Logan flipped their positions, so that Scott was pinned against the center thing that we see in X2. Scott slid his arms around Logan’s neck, Logan’s went around Scott’s waist. It wasn’t long before both were moaning, wanting more than what they were getting. Logan’s hand crept up Scott’s chest. . .
. . .And they suddenly parted as though they’d been levered. Bobby Drake and Rogue had just entered the kitchen. Scott turned crimson, and even Logan showed some colTheyThey quietly, discreetly made their exit.
A/N: *smacks self in head for stupid, idiotic, pointless, obvious use of title* I’m SORRY!!! I CAN’T DO IT!! I can’t write long chapters!! *cries* Don’t hate me! I’m sorry! It’s not in me!!!! *cries more*
First off, thanks to the reviewer, Christine, for the criticism! Secondly, I have problems writing long chapters unless I have it prewritten out, like completely. The entire story, which, obviously, I don’t with this one. It’s something I’m working on, I promise! In addition, I like to leave my readers in SUSPENSE!!!!
That said, on with this thing I can’t even call a story!
The two men woke hours later, as the sun was going down. Fortunately, there were no classes the next day either; it was Sunday! That made Logan happy.
They finally got up. It had taken them all day, but they were up! As they left the room, people made cracks about it. Logan flicked ‘em all off and Scott did not deign to notice. He was concentrating on other things.
The new ‘couple’ ran into another new, and now official, couple. Hellos were exchanged, shocked stares were, as well, and then both parties went on their ways.
“So, Jean an ‘Ro, eh?” Logan asked.
“It appears so.”
“I thought you said there were no classes!”
“There aren’t.”
“Then how come you still talkin’ like an English teacher?”
“Because it’s habit. Do you not like it?”
“Just a lil’ exasperatin’.”
“Ah. Deal with it.”
“Sure, whatever.”
They bickered all the way through their trek to find food. They hadn’t eaten all day. People they passed noticed differences in their bickering. It was. . .more affectionate. That was the only way to describe it. They “acted like an old married couple,” as Bobby Drake aptly put it. They actually kinda did.
The kitchen. Unoccupied, fortunately. Just the way Logan liked it. Just him, and Cyke and food. Yay! They ate, kinda quickly, random things from the fridge. There wasn’t really much; ‘Ro and Jean had yet to go shopping this week.
Afterwards, they kinda hung out, trying to figure out what to do next. This was, after all, something new for both of them.
Finally, Logan got tired of trying to figure out and decided to listen to his hormones. He reached over, pulled Scott to him and kissed him. Hard.
Scott sighed against Logan’s mouth. He tasted so good. . . He parted his lips for Logan, and was rewarded with Logan’s tongue eagerly entering his mouth. Scott pulled him closer against him, and Logan flipped their positions, so that Scott was pinned against the center thing that we see in X2. Scott slid his arms around Logan’s neck, Logan’s went around Scott’s waist. It wasn’t long before both were moaning, wanting more than what they were getting. Logan’s hand crept up Scott’s chest. . .
. . .And they suddenly parted as though they’d been levered. Bobby Drake and Rogue had just entered the kitchen. Scott turned crimson, and even Logan showed some colTheyThey quietly, discreetly made their exit.
A/N: *smacks self in head for stupid, idiotic, pointless, obvious use of title* I’m SORRY!!! I CAN’T DO IT!! I can’t write long chapters!! *cries* Don’t hate me! I’m sorry! It’s not in me!!!! *cries more*