Sipping Kisses

Title: Sipping Kisses
Author: Karen
Email: kittenrescue@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Marvel, Fox, and Stan Lee own these characters. I’m just playing with them.
Feedback: Better than a fake orgasm.
Summary: This is an alternate universe companion piece to “One Way Ticket On A Runaway Train”. This is what would’ve happened if Logan’s reaction to Marie’s news had been better and he’d come home straight away.

Marie had finally had a miraculous breakthrough – she had achieved full control and she could finally touch and be touched.

Marie celebrated by accepting the Professor’s generous offer to purchase a new wardrobe and she, Jubilee and Kitty planned to hit the mall with a vengeance right after Jubilee’s last class of the morning.

Having an hour to kill before Jubilee would be free, Marie decided it was time to call Logan and share the good news. She was so excited as she dialed his cell phone.

An obviously sleepy Logan answered on the fourth ring. Marie had forgotten that he’d probably been at a bar, cage fighting until the early hours of the morning.

“Logan, ah’m so sorry. Did ah wake ya?” she asked apologetically.

“It’s okay, kid. What’s up?” he replied.

“Ah was just so excited ta tell you mah big news, that all. Logan, Ah’ve had a breakthrough. Ah can control mah mutation and not just for short bursts, either, but fer as long as ah want. Isn’t that great?”

“That’s wonderful, Marie. I’m so happy for you,” Logan replied, still somewhat sleepy.

“Ah’m so excited. Ah can actually be a normal woman now,” Marie continued.

At that statement, Logan was suddenly wide awake.

“Marie, what do you mean by a ‘normal’ woman?” he asked cautiously.

“Ya know, dating and stuff,” Marie replied and then added shyly, “Kissing.”

“You have a boyfriend?” Logan asked, the shock seeping through.

“Well, not yet, but there’s a definite prospect,” Marie sighed.

“Listen, Marie. I have news, too. I’m on my way back to Westchester,” Logan announced.

“Really? When?” Marie asked, trying to hide the excitement in her voice.

“I was just gonna head back today, actually. I should be there by mid-evening Friday, ” Logan replied, wondering if Marie could read between the lines.

“Ah can’t wait ta see ya. Ah’ve missed ya, Logan.”

“I’ve missed you too, Marie. I hope you’re not out on a date when I arrive. I’d hate to miss seeing you straight away, after so long.” {Oh God, could I possibly sound anymore desperate?}

“Well, Bobby did ask me ta go fer pizza on Friday, but ah guess ah can tell him that ya need an official welcoming committee when ya arrive.”

{Crap, I’d better kick it in the ass and get back there pronto, before Ice-boy makes his move and I have to kick ‘his’ ass.}

“Yeah, tell Ice-boy to cool it,” Logan suggested.

“Okay, Logan. Ah’ll see ya Friday then,” Marie responded, “Drive carefully.”

Marie hung up and a tingle ran all through her. Logan was coming back. She went to find Bobby to tell him their date would have to be postponed. If things worked out the way she hoped, the date wouldn’t just be postponed, but cancelled completely. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Bobby, he just wasn’t Logan, but then nobody had ever come close to Logan. Even Mr. Summers, who certainly was a ‘hottie’ in his own right, still didn’t radiate the sheer raw sexuality that was the Wolverine. Marie was nearly nineteen, it was time to put aside childish things and be a woman, and Logan was going to be the man to help her achieve that goal.

Marie explained to Bobby about Logan coming back and how he’d be disappointed if she wasn’t there to greet him. Bobby, knowing Marie’s crush on Logan, took the news surprisingly well. Of course, he didn’t let on to Marie that he knew, so he just went along with her lame explanation. Bobby knew he couldn’t compete with Logan, so he wasn’t even going to bother wasting the energy trying.


The next two days went agonizingly slow, with Marie unable to concentrate on anything. Jubilee and Kitty teased her mercilessly about it, too. By Friday night Marie was worried that she’d read too much into Logan’s return. Maybe he was planning on coming back now anyway, and her news had just been a coincidence.

“Chica, you call him, tell him you have your mutation under control and boom, he’s coming back. No, babe, it’s no coincidence. He’s coming back for you,” Jubilee proclaimed.

“It’s so romantic,” Kitty sighed, lying across her bed, hugging a stuffed dog.

Just then the sound of a motorcycle engine could be heard through the open window.

“HE’S HERE!” Marie screamed, as she started running toward the door.

Jubilee grabbed a hold of her friend, swung her around and said, “Calm down. Don’t go charging out there and throw yourself at him – that would not be cool.”

“Yeah, Rogue, we all know you wanna jump him, but Jubes is right,” Kitty agreed.

“Okay, yer right. Ah’ll try ta be a lady,” Marie acquiesced.

“Once you get him between the sheets, then you can let loose,” Jubilee advised her.

“JUBES!”

“Go on, go ……but nice and calmly,” Jubilee said, as she pushed Marie out of the door.

Somehow Marie managed to maintain her composure and calmly went downstairs. Logan was already in the foyer, being greeted by Ororo and Jean. As if sensing her presence, Logan looked up to see Marie standing at the top of the main staircase. She was dressed in a pair of what appeared to be painted on Levi’s and a white fluffy sweater, which made Logan catch his breath. He’d definitely made the right decision coming back right away he thought. Logan walked over to the foot of the stairs as Marie slowly descended. When she reached the bottom, she just stood there in hesitation.

“Don’t I get a hug?” Logan finally asked.

Marie launched into his arms at that and threw her arms around his neck. Tempted to kiss the daylights out of her right then and there, but realizing they had an audience, Logan contented himself with just hugging her tightly. A sight that still garnered odd looks from Ororo and Jean, anyway. Jean in particular looked miffed, as Logan’s greeting to her hadn’t been quite so demonstrative.

When it was obvious that Logan had no intention of paying any further attention to her, Jean stomped out of the foyer to Ororo’s amusement.

“Wanna help me get settled?” Logan asked Marie, as he finally released her.

“Okay,” Marie replied, a radiant smile on face.


Marie sat on Logan’s bed as he unpacked his toiletries in the bathroom. Poking his head out of the door, he told Marie he needed to take a quick shower to wash off the dirt from the road. As Marie waited for him to shower, she couldn’t stop thinking about all that luscious naked Logan just on the other side of the door and wishing she were brave enough to join him. Little did Marie know that Logan was doing a little wishing of his own – wishing he were brave enough to invite her to join him.

Marie’s lascivious thoughts were interrupted by a freshly showered and shaved Logan wrapped in a miniscule towel standing in front of her, smiling down at her. Marie swallowed hard at the sight of that glorious chest that had had the starring role in so many of her better fantasies. She just stared at all those rippling muscles and the line of hair that ran down his well-toned stomach and disappeared into the top of the strategically placed towel.

With a burst of courage that she didn’t know she possessed, Marie scooted off the bed, reached out and yanked the little towel right off a startled Logan.

“MARIE!” Logan yelled.

“Look at it this way, Logan, we can play games fer a while……or we can get right ta the point.”

“I’ve always favored the direct approach,” Logan told her.

Recovering fast, he reached for the bottom edge of her sweater, pulling it up and off in one swift move. He then undid her jeans, slid the zipper down and yanked them down her legs leaving her standing there in a white lace bra and white lace thong panties.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” he said softly, as their eyes locked.

“So are you,” Marie replied, as she tapped his nose with her finger.

Logan grabbed her finger and placed a kiss on it, then turning her hand, placed a kiss on her palm. He then proceeded to kiss his way up her arm, until he reached her neck, where he gently sucked on the skin just below her ear. Picking her up, he carried her over to the bed.

“Are you sure about this, Marie?” he asked out of politeness.

“Logan, Ah’ve waited a year fer this. Ah’m sure,” she replied, cupping his face.

Logan pulled back the comforter and depositing her gently on the bed, climbed in next to her. Marie snuggled against his bare chest sighing, as he lowered the comforter over them. Marie gazed up into Logan’s smoldering hazel eyes, as he brushed the hair away from her face and ran his fingers down her cheek, while gazing back into her liquid chocolate eyes.

“Ever had sipping kisses?” Logan asked.

“Sipping kisses? What are those?” Marie replied.

Logan leaned into her and pressed a half a dozen quick butterfly kisses to her mouth.

“It’s when you sip at each other. Sipping kisses,” he explained.

“Like this?” Marie asked, as she reciprocated.

“And when you both do it at the same time, it’s even better,” Logan informed her, as he leaned into her again. This time Marie kissed Logan at the same time he kissed her.

“I think I like sipping kisses,” Marie said with a soft laugh.

“Well, my favorite kisses are still long, deep wet kisses. Like this,” Logan said, as he pressed his mouth to hers, parting her lips with his tongue so he could invade the warm wetness of her mouth.

As the kiss deepened, Marie’s arms went around Logan’s neck as he sunk his hands into the silky strands of her chestnut and platinum hair. He loved the feel of her hair as it slid through his fingers – it was so soft and luxurious to the touch. Most of the women he’d been with tended to be redheads, but there was something about Marie’s long dark hair that turned him on like nothing before. He imagined her trailing her hair along his torso and down to wrap around his cock. Just thinking about that made him hard.

When they finally broke apart, they were both breathless. Soon Logan found himself kissing her neck and slowly moving down onto her shoulder. Marie had the sweetest tasting skin, like she’d bathed in honey. He slipped the strap of her bra off her shoulder and then continued kissing lower until he was at the curve of the top of her breast. Pressing kisses to the top of her breast, Logan slowly lowered the lacy fabric until her breast was completely exposed. Taking note of the perfect pink-brown areola, he flicked his tongue over her nipple, causing it to peak instantly. Marie arched her back, pushing her breast up invitingly, so Logan cupped it gently and sucked the nipple into his mouth. Pushing down the strap on the other side, he gently massaged her other breast, his thumb making that nipple peak, too. Then he switched his mouth to the other breast and repeated his attentions. Marie just moaned and arched into his touch. Stopping long enough to remove the bra completely, Marie was now in just the tiny pair of white silk panties. Pulling her in close and wrapping himself around her, they continued kissing, exploring and touching.

After another thorough kissing session, Logan then kissed along her jaw line and down onto the silky skin of her throat. Marie felt his hands move down her body until he reached her panties and realized what he was about to do. She didn’t protest as he slid the panties off and tossed them aside. Lying side-by-side, Logan drew her into him and they were finally pressed against each other without any barriers. Entwining their legs together as they melted into another searing kiss, Marie felt warm and dizzy at the contact of their bare bodies. The hair on Logan’s chest created a wonderful ticklish sensation against her bare breasts. Having once made a joke to Jubilee and Kitty about Logan being so hairy, Marie now understood the appeal.

Marie ran her fingers through his chest hair, as Logan explored her body with gentle touches, making a shiver run through her unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She’d done her share of imaginary petting, but never, even in her fantasies, had she visualized that anyone could touch her so intimately. Nor had she imagined kisses feeling like these – creating this burning sensation deep within her. Logan’s erection was hot against her belly and she reached down to stroke him, causing him to let out a low moan against her throat. His skin was hot to the touch and to Marie’s amazement, soft and hard all at the same time. She ran her hand up and down the shaft from root to tip – flicking her fingers over the head. Logan obviously appreciated that as he latched onto her throat with a moist sucker kiss that was sure to leave a mark. He then reciprocated by sliding his hand between her legs and stroking her gently – his fingers combing through her pubic hair and then rubbing her clit. Marie arched into his touch as two fingers probed a little more.

Disengaging himself from her neck, Logan slid down the bed until he was between her legs. Parting them a little more, his mouth replaced his fingers, as he tasted the sweet nectar that was Marie. Logan licked at her slowly and sensuously until she went over the edge. She was still shaking from her orgasm, when Logan shifted positions so that he was lying between her legs. Bending one of her legs at the knee and pushing her legs apart a little further, Logan reached down and maneuvered his cock until just the head was inside her. Holding onto her bottom, he pushed in slightly. When Marie wrapped her legs around him, he pushed in a little further. Combing his fingers through her platinum streaks, he pressed his mouth to hers, plunging his tongue into the warm depths, as his cock sunk into her with another thrust. Marie lifted off the bed as he broke through her hymen, the sharp stab of pain quickly replaced by a sense of being filled completely. Their mouths were locked in a heated embrace as Logan gradually started to move, creating a slow, but steady thrusting motion. Logan maneuvered so that with every thrust his cock was dragging against her clit, sending ripples of pleasure through Marie. She was finally making love with Logan and the reality was so much better than her fantasies. Wave after wave of pure rapture surged through her as they moved together in perfect harmony, as if they had been made especially – one for the other. Their limbs tangled together as they continued their erotic dance of touching and tasting and being so completely lost in one another that nothing else mattered. Screaming his name, Marie finally shattered in an explosive orgasm as Logan detonated in his own climax, emptying himself into her with a gush of hot liquid. Collapsing against each other in a moist heap, they were both gasping for air.

“Oh, my God, that was amazing,” Logan finally managed to get out.

“Is it always that incredible?” Marie asked breathlessly.

“Marie, it’s never been that perfect for me – ever,” Logan said, as he ran his hand over her face, as if trying to commit every line and curve to memory.

Marie turned her head to press a kiss to his palm and then cupping his chin in her hand, leaned toward him to press her lips to his. They sipped at each other with tenderness, both enjoying the sensuality of the delicate kisses.

They lay snuggling together, with Marie in the crook of his arm, her head on his chest and Logan combing his fingers through her silky tresses, both completely satiated and happy.

“You’re a hell of a welcoming committee, kid,” Logan told her.


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