Lonewind Valley

7.20.06 Righto… so yes it’s been… well a very long time since I even looked at this one… but in preparing for an old west themed faire, I decided it was time to work on this one again.. a few changes to some parts, and major updates to others.. ENJOY! Please leave feedback, I love it, good or bad, it helps me write better! –Jade

A/N: I own none of these characters, I make no profit from this. I simply enjoy borrowing them to produce much smutty goodness!

Lonewind Valley, Arizona- Middle of May

Scott sat in the old wooden chair tipped back on its back legs leaning against the outside wall of the local prison. He couldn’t stand sitting inside there all day, the office was stuffy and the prisoners were rowdy.
With a sigh Scott tilted his hat down just a little further to block the sun from his closing eyes. Just as he was about to nod off he heard the door hinges squeak and boots fall on the wooden deck. With two steps they stopped and he knew instantly who it was. Only one person in the world could make their presence known so strongly by just standing there.
“Summers you sleepin on the job again?”
“What in the hell you gonna do about it deputy?”
“Nothin”
“That’s what I thought”
“I just figured that the marshal should keep both eyes open at all times”

With a grunt Scott Summers disregard his deputy’s opinion. Serves him right though… never hire a woman to do a man’s job… even if that woman is Emma Frost.
“Why don’t you go check on the prisoner Frost”
“That’s all I’ve been doin the last few hours boss… I figured you could take a shift whilst I go get myself a drink”
“That aint why you don’t want to watch no more”
“And just what in hell does that mean Summers?” The woman said as she pulled the hat off his head
“Nothing… just that I know you have other reasons for wanting to visit that saloon”
“Well no offence marshal but you don’t do it for me… at least not anymore” She replied as she tossed the hat back on his head and stepped down onto the dirt road.
“You look good Frost… He’s a lucky man” Scott called after her only to receive an obscene gesture from the rapidly vanishing woman in too-tight pants.
“Dammit, why in the hell did I ever let that woman outta my life?” He mumbled to himself before he tipped the hat down again and began to nod off.

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She watched as the tall, thin woman entered the saloon. For the last six months it was always the same, at 11 am, when the boss was on his break she’d show up. Emma Frost. She liked the woman and all but she just thought it wasn’t fair that she got into the deputy slot instead of her. What was it that Emma had that she didn’t? Oh wait that’s right…Emma use to fuck the marshal. Rogue realized then why she was just the bartender, and not the deputy. She couldn’t lower herself to the level of sleeping with Summers just to get a job. As the woman approached the bar Rogue put on her best smile and turned her attention towards the woman.
“Morning Emma”
“Morning Rogue. Where’s Logan?”
“He’s out back smokin his cigar as always… I’m sure he’s waitin for ya to show up there sugah” her sweet southern accent always seemed to fall through every word she ever spoke.
As Emma rounded the corner of the saloon’s interior exiting through the employee’s door, a sudden ruckus was overpowering the normal amount of shouting in the saloon. Remy Lebeau had been caught cheating… again.

“That’s it you damned thief! I am very much done with gambling against you!” Bobby Drake shouted as he threw his cards down on the table.
“Mon Deiu Bobby… What did Remy do?” The man said throwing his hands into the air.
“You cheated you bastard!” Bobby said as he pushed his chair back so hard it fell over with a very loud thud. Rogue picking up on the possibility of a fight in the saloon set down the glass she was drying and sauntered over to the fighting men.
“Now what in tarnation is going on over here boys?” Said a sugary sweet Rogue.
The two men stopped fighting almost immediately as they both set eyes on a very attractive sight.
Rogue was not only wearing a dress, but a very tight one at that. A beautiful dark green satin dress with an off the shoulder neckline and a corseted top, with full flowing skirt that accentuated each and every curve that she had… and then some. With her soft brown hair falling in curls about her neck with one single white streak that seemed to frame her perfect face, the look was complete and she knew it.
“Why miss, you’re looking mighty fine tonight” Bobby spouted as poetically as any actor could. He was after all the local star of the stage, not counting one Miss Jean Grey.
“Now Mr. Drake ya wouldn’t be hittin on lil ole me would ya now?”
“Well I just might” Bobby said as he took a step closer to her.
“That wouldn’t be a very smart idea now Mr. Drake”
“And just why not?” Bobby said as he went nose to nose with her, he wasn’t expecting what came next. Rogue simply smiled and put her hands on his shoulders making like she was leaning in to kiss him, but when her knee came up quickly and made contact with his groin, she smiled wider.
“Cause Ah already have a man,” She said as she stepped over the now twitching Bobby Drake to sit in Remy’s lap. “And ah do love him with all mah heart” she said before kissing him passionately.
Bobby writhed on the floor and was only able to utter one simple phrase. “Damn bitch”.

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Logan stood in a corner of the stock room right next to the open door so his cigar smoke didn’t linger in the room. He heard footsteps approaching the room and then caught drift of a smell he knew all too well. Emma was the only woman in Lonewind who wore that perfume. As she opened the door and leaned in the doorframe she smiled not able to see him, but the smoke drifting in the air from the corner he was standing in.
“Could smell you a mile away” came a growl of a voice from the dark corner.
“Same here, those things are pretty powerful ya know”
“So am I” he said with a slight chuckle. “Come ‘ere” He said as she stood there smiling at him.
Emma pushed off the doorframe, she never could say no to him, he seemed to have that effect on quiet a few people. As she reached his end of the room he grabbed her wrists and pinned her up against the wall pressing his lips to hers. After a few moments she pulled her mouth from his taking in deep breaths, he knew just how to leave her breathless.
“I have been waiting all morning for Summers to let me take a break… I can’t stand being away from you so long” She moaned as she felt his hands run up her legs seeking out the waistband to her jeans.
“Why can’t ya just wear a dress like a normal girl…” she heard him mumble as he fussed with her belt buckle.
“Cause my ass looks better in tight pants” she breathed out as he got the belt and button undone and she felt his hand slip into her pants and grab hold of her ass. She heard him give a growl when he discovered she wore no underwear. She moaned when his right hand traveled along her hip and sought out her clit. “Oh god Logan…” she gasped as she reached above her head to hold onto the edge of the shelf above them. As she placed her lips to his again, she reluctantly, and with quiet an effort of strength, pulled his hand out of her pants just long enough to kick off her boots.

As he heard her boots launch off her feet and thud on the ground he took the moment to pull her pants off her legs and undo his own pants just enough to let his hard cock spring free of them. With a growl he pinned Emma to the wall holding both her hands above her head with one of his own. As he felt her legs wrap around his waist he moved his hips ever so slightly and thrust into her so hard the wall creaked as she screamed his name.

“Logan!” was the hoarse cry that escaped her and the only reply was the growl of a slowly emerging feral animal.

When he went to pull back Emma’s legs held tight keeping him from moving. “Not yet…” she whispered in a hoarse voice. It didn’t seem to matter how many times they had sex, she still needed a moment to let her body adjust. Normally her petite body didn’t have much trouble adjusting to her lovers, but Logan was different. As the pain slowly subsided and her muscles relaxed she wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her lips to his in a fiery kiss. As he drew back the wall groaned as if it knew what was coming next. Logan slammed back into her so hard it actually made dust from the wood sprinkle down on them. Emma broke the kiss and leaned her head back into the wall as her back slammed against it once more. She could feel her muscles tightening around him as he rammed her harder with every thrust. Logan’s lips made contact with her neck and bit down on the soft flesh causing a soft whimper to escape Emma. He knew her major turn on was her collarbone and slowly made his way down her neck and then ran his tongue over her collar bone as he slammed into her once again with bruising force.

Emma cried out as she felt his tongue run along her collarbone and his cock hit her sweet spot. She felt like her whole body was on fire, as her orgasm overtook her and she passed out.

When she came too again, they were laying on the ground, Logan was just smiling at her, she seemed to be the only person who could make him smile like that.

“Hmm… Did I pass out again?” She asked dreamily.
“Umm-hmm” She stated to her simply.
“Maybe next time you’ll learn to pace yourself so I can actually stay awake the whole time.” She said as she caressed his cheek with her dainty hand.
“Maybe” He replied back to her and kissed her palm. He was always so gentle with her, and lately it seemed he was only gentle when she was near him. When his hand went to her back to pull her in for a kiss, he found a few warm wet spots on her skin and suddenly he knew it wasn’t sweat. Pulling his hand back towards him he saw the red streaks on his palm and looked at her with concern showing her his palm.
“Yeah I know… you pushed me damned hard against that wall that I have splinters in my back!” she stated reaching a hand around to wipe at some of the blood. “It’s stopping now though, so no harm done, I’ll be fine tomorrow… I may not be able to walk right, but I’ll be fine.” She smiled at him re-assuring him that everything would be alright.


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