Never Let Go

Logan guided the boy backward as he kissed the full mouth with deep need. Remy's legs struck the bed and he fell onto the springing surface with a muffled gasp. His face creased in pain and he couldn't cover it fast enough. Logan was straddling him and caught his chin in a strong hand before the boy could speak.

"Damn it Gumbo! I can smell the pain and..." he paused to sniff deeper. "Are ya bleedin'?" he said his voice a husky growl. Remy panted and shook his head.

"Logan--cher-- it's not what you tink!" he said trying to calm the feelings swirling in his head half of which were from the feral. He pushed at Logan's chest.

"Move a second." he said as he looked up at the big man with pleading. Logan moved off the boy staying very close as he watched Remy roll to the side. Logan snarled when the cotton of Remy's pants started to turn red. The boy held up his hand and tried to catch Logan's attention.

"Logan, it's a wound on my 'tigh." he said and pointed to his bag. "I need da first aid stuff." he said and Logan took a moment looking from Remy to the bag to the blood.

"Why didn't ya tell me ya were injured, Gumbo?" he asked and he moved off the bed to the bag. He pulled out the bandages and antiseptic the kid had gotten at the store. He walked back to the bed and nudged his head.

"Take those damn things off, and lay on yer belly." he commanded and waited while the boy gingerly drew off the garment and roll over adjusting himself as he lay face down.

"I didn' tink it was that deep." he said hissing at the sting of the air on his wounded flesh. Logan had to take a moment to quell himself as he looked at the boy's backside. The 'wound' as Remy had called it was a set of scratches starting at the crease where the boy's leg met the cheek of his ass and ended mid-thigh. Logan knew that mark and noted with rumbling rage that it matched the scars on the boy's hips and belly.

"Why didn't ya tell me?" he said his voice going low as he knelt next to the boy and opened the antiseptic to wash the blood off.

"I had it handled." the boy mumbled and looked back at Logan. "It not what you tink." he repeated. His eyes were glassy as he willed Logan to look up at him.

"Not like before." he spoke with a slight shake in his tone. Logan looked away from the bleeding scratches and held the boy's gaze.

"He tried though." Logan commented and Remy nodded biting his abused lip.

"Oui, but I ain't de pup I was before." he said as his long standing anger over the past incident bubbling up. Logan poured some liquid on a tissue and brought it to the wound.

"This is gonna suck." he said his brows creasing in sympathy. Though Logan healed faster then anyone they knew, there were still those times it took that much longer for something really bad to heal and he remembered the sting of Beast's antiseptic in the mansion's lab. Remy hissed and closed his eyes as the burn ran down his leg like a red hot knife. Logan was quick and pressed the cotton pad to the scratches to quell the pain as he reached for the medical tape.

"Not the pup ya were? Jesus kid how old were ya, cuz yer still a pup." he chuckled. Remy turned back to look at the ugly bedspread.

"Fink I was bout seventeen." he said and closed his eyes as the pressure eased the throbbing in the wound. "Not a pup, 'ol man." he said his teeth gritting as Logan taped the bandage down. Logan worked quickly and soon had the scratches covered and secure.

"Tell me the whole thing, Gumbo." he said sitting back on his heels and looking down at the boy's rounded ass. He had to stifle the urge to lower his head an bite the firm flesh. Remy rolled on to his hip and looked Logan with hooded eyes.

"Tanks cher." he said and licked his lips. After stalling in silence as long as he could Remy told him what happened.

"Dunno how he got away from you. I was tryin to get my clothes back on and he just yanked me from my hidin' place." red eyes blinked and his lips turned down. "He knocked me silly and slung me like a sack o'tatoes. Then I was in a room wif him." Logan could feel the boy's emotions spiking.

"I was tryin to fight da daze, he said his usual crap, finks I'm his, finks he need to remind me." the Cajun waved his hand as if Creed were an irritating fly. "Den he punch me in da face. I went black for a bit, dats where dis came from." he said his fingertips grazing the violent bruise on his eye.

"When I come to he had my jeans down and was gettin' ready to do it." his eyes looked very vulnerable as he held his shaking back. "I couldn't let him do it again. I fought, kicked and punched for all my might." he spoke in a slow manner and Logan tried to keep his burning rage in check. He reached out and clasped the boy's hand in his.

"My fighting him wasn't 'spected I guess, and I slipped off da table he had me on, dats when he claw me. When I hit da floor I charged da table before rolling away. Made it to da hall before it blow." he said and looked like the little speech had taken a lot out of him.

"When de 'splosion ended I found a cloth to staunch da bleeding and got my clothes in order, den you were der lookin' for me." he said and took a deep breathe. "I know you want me to have told you but der jus wasn't time." he said Logan nodded his head.

"I understand, darlin'." he said and then lowered his head to press a soft kiss to the boy's still red lips. "Ya're amazin' ya know that, Cajun?" he said truly stunned at the boy's ability to survive. Blue eyes looked a little pained as he caressed the graceful jaw-line. Remy worked his lips.

"Can feel you are worryin' bout somthin', Cher. What is it?" he whispered as he held Logan's eyes. The feral was silent for a long moment and then he huffed out a breath.

"Christ Rems, ya were only a baby when he got his paws on ya, I don't want to remind ya of that in any way." His chest felt tight as he spoke an amount he was so not used to.

"Ya got to promise me right here and now if something we do makes ya feel wrong, ya tell me right away." he said his face a open expression of his earnestness.

Remy was struck to his very heart at the feral's depth of concern and sensitivity toward him. He felt his throat tighten and his eyes sting with welling emotion.

"Oh Logan." he whispered and pulled the bigger man down on him in a desperate kiss. Thief's fingers twisted into the thick dark hair and clung to Logan like a life line. He was needy and searching as he drank from Logan. The feral felt the boy's intensity throb along the link and his body responded instantly.

"Rems." he mumbled against the boy's lips. Remy shook his head.

"No, you won't hurt me Logan, I know you won't." he said his eyes showing a fierce belief and trust. Logan felt the boy's determination and need, it echoed his own.

"Let me touch ya, baby." he whispered and slipped his hands down to pull the tee shirt over the boy's head. Once Remy was bare below him with shining eyes, Logan was breathless for a moment. Gods the kid was beautiful even with the cuts and bruises.

Logan's large hand moved reverently over the boy's hip, caressing the soft skin. His head bent to kiss and taste the taut abdomen making Remy giggle slightly.

"Tickles." he panted hand still threaded in Logan's hair. Logan snorted and nipped a little more firmly. Remy moaned softly and Logan's length twitched in response. Kissing up the long torso Logan found the crux of the Cajun's neck and shoulder, breathing deep the boy's now clean scent he growled and bit down. Remy cried out in both pleasure and pain. Logan's teeth sank deep, marking the boy as his and no one else's.

Remy was excited by the bite and what he knew it meant. His stomach tightened and he breathed out the feral's name. Logan smiled against the boy's skin and kissed his lips before slipping back down the lengthy body. His hands were gentle and searching as he explored the boy finding various scars and ink he hadn't known about. As Logan nuzzled the boy's groin he mumbled a deep tone.

"Tell me about the wings." he demanded and stunned the boy by taking his sleek length deep and swift.

Arching up from the bed Remy cried out in Cajun curses. His hands slipped to grasp the bedding in a hard clutch.

"Mon Dieu!" Logan grinned around the cock in his mouth and slowly began to suck up and down. Remy panted and groaned his eyes rolling back as Logan showed a very surprising skill at cock sucking.

"Tell me, Remy." he said and then wrapped his mouth around the weeping cock again. Remy groaned and tried to gather his wits.

"Dey be a reminder, of past sins. So I-I d-don't f'get what I done and what I got ta atone for." His teeth chewed at his bleeding lip and he quirked a smile.

"Dey look good wif my devil eyes too." he added. Logan's head came up and he looked hard at the boy.

"Ya ain't a devil, Remy. Yer my angel." he held the boy's eyes for a moment and the dipped his head once more.

Tongue dipping and swirling, Logan drew the sounds out of the boy with ease, relishing the way Remy responded. Slowly building to a faster pace, Logan flashed his eyes up and took in the sight of the Cajun's upturned chin which exposed his long white neck.

Gods, how long had Logan dreamt of just the angle? How may times had he envisioned the boy submitting to the pleasure he knew he could give him? A thousand? A million? A lot that was for sure. Being careful not to jar the boy's injured leg Logan settled in to bob his head with great enthusiasm.

"L-Logan....Cher, Gonna....Ugh..." he panted and gasped trying to hold off the climax Logan was literally sucking from him. Logan was focused and targeted on bringing the boy over the edge. A large hand pressed to the boy's hip holding him steady when the thief tried to wiggle away. He could smell just how close the Cajun was, as well as feel the clamoring lust in his head.

Remy jerked and made a low feline sound before bowing his back off the bed and crying out sharply. Logan's throat was filled with spicy, bitter fluid that he happily swallowed. He delighted in the flavor of Remy. His feral mind marking it as something he would never forget. The boy's feelings had flooded his head nearly making him cream his new jeans. Only his ironclad control kept him from doing so.

Pulling from the softening member he snuffled his way up to the boy's gasping mouth kissing possessively sharing the taste before murmuring he would 'be right back'. Remy lay dazed on the bed, his mind whirling with the shock of the amplifyed orgasm. It had flowed out from him and swirled around in Logan only to come right back to Remy making it feel like his head was going to pop.

His brain was just beginning to clear when Logan returned from his trip to the bathroom. Remy indulged in the sight of the powerful, nude body walking across the room with his thick manhood jutting out proud and eager. The boy swallowed hard and looked the littlest bit nervous.

"Uh Cher...we gonna need ta get tings ready for dat." he said pointing to the massive thickness. Logan chuckled and tossed a small bottle of complimentary lotion on the bed. Seeing the forethought his new lover put into their coupling Remy's belly warmed. He pushed up from the bed intending to return the favor when his leg screamed in white hot pain. Tumbling back to the mattress he gasped and panted. Logan was at his side in a heartbeat.

"Hey, darlin' what do ya think yer doin'?" he said his voice showing his instant concern for the younger mutant. Remy lifted his eyes and crooked a smirk.

"Guess I'm not at my best, Wolvie. Sorry." he said feeling ashamed that his physical injury was going to impede his ability. He had waited so long to be with Logan like this and now he was a gimp. Logan slid a hand over the boy's sharp hip.

"We got all the time in the world for that." he said and moved up on the bed to spoon up behind the boy. His arm circling the narrow waist as he nuzzled into the sensitive nape of Remy's neck.

"Relax and breathe deep, baby." he rumbled as he slowly stroked the Cajun's belly in soft circles. "Want to do this right Rems, not goin' to hurt ya." he promised as he pressed his own hips forward letting the kid feel his interest.

"Told you , mon amore. I trust you." Remy breathed as he pressed back against the broad chest. Logan was gentle as he shifted the boy's injured leg forward, bending the knee slightly. His soft tracing fingers played patterns on the boy's lower back and then drifted to the rounded cheeks.

Remy stilled and stiffened for a moment and then he took a deep breath. This was Logan and there was nothing to fear from Logan. Turning his head he sought the feral's mouth with his own.

Logan's hand found the little bottle in the bedding and flicked the top open. When he broke from the boy's wet kiss he licked the taste of Remy from his lips with a wicked smile and then slicked his fingers with the lotion.

"Hope ya don't mind the smell of honeysuckle." he joked and slid his fingers to the boy's flinching entrance. Remy gripped the bedding and closed his eyes. He let out a soft sigh when the first digit pressed in. His body opening to the man's advance with desire and invitation. Logan was floored by how hot and tight Remy was around him and this was just his finger.

"Christ baby...yer so tight." he growled against Remy's ear. All the boy could do was pant.

Stroking his finger slowly, Logan worked patiently until he worked the second and then third fingers into the clenching passage. Remy's sounds got louder and more squeaky as the girth increased. His back arched in a lovely manner that made the animal inside Logan growl louder then he had so far.

"Cher..." the Cajun planted reaching his hand back to grasp the back of Logan's head, fingers fisted in the thick locks. "Now...need you now..." his voice was horse and rasping.

Logan didn't need to be told twice. He withdrew the fingers carefully and then slicked his cock a bit overzealously. He grasped the boy by one hip while his other hand found Remy's in the bedding.

"Don't let go." he said softly as their fingers threaded. He turned his face to the boy's throat and pressed himself into the warmth and tightness. The groan was shared in a breathy drawn chorus. Remy shivered and willed his body to accept the invasion while Logan fought to control himself and not slam home with all his might.

Stilling to let the thief accept the presence, Logan nipped and mouthed on the boy's neck, greedily breathing in the rich scent that was Remy. The panting from the slender body slowed and soon Logan felt the request to move in the way the boy's fingers twisted in his hair. Slowly he rocked his hips into the incredible heat and hold. Remy felt like nothing else Logan could think of. The way they were connected emotionally made this physical bonding all the deeper.

Locked in a circuit of wanting and giving they found a rhythm very quickly and the sounds of slapping skin and gasping groans filled the room. Remy was overwhelmed by how tender and gentle Logan was being when he could feel the passion vibrating their link. Logan was holding back, making sure the Cajun got just as much from their mating as he did.

"Ya know how long I have wanted to take you, Darlin'?" he growled against the boy's ear.

Remy couldn't form a word if he tried. His throat gave forth a grunt as he clenched his muscles around the feral inside him. Logan moaned at the squeeze and he sank his teeth into Remy's shoulder as his hips jutted up harder then before. The pace quickened and Logan's hand found Remy's forgotten length. He fisted the boy as he pumped into him without pause. The pace building as their cries began to grow louder.

Drowning in scented, copper silk, Logan urged the writhing body in his arms to give in. Remy could feel the rise of Logan's climax and let himself follow it's lead. The pulsing of blood and slamming of hearts and bodies reached a fevered pitch and suddenly they both stilled teetering on the edge. Logan had one coherent thought in his head and as the word slipped from his lips it sent them both tumbling headlong into bliss.

"Mine!"

Remy's mind splintered as he felt himself turn into hot honey and melt into Logan. The feral was breathless as his own heat spurted into the body he held close and the emotions feeding back and forth took him out of his body and into an abyss of floating pleasure.