THIS NIGHT

This Night:
By: Tiffany
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The day of Rouge's eighteenth birthday, Logan finally gave Rouge her present; a small, precious, kiss. It might of been tiny and nothing special, but it made Rouge feel ontop of the world. He gave Rouge a ride on his motercycle, and finally took her to the mansion. She got off the motercycle, suprised to see Logan still not off the bike.

"Aren't you coming inside?" She asks, alittle worry is heard in her voice.
He sighs, "Look kiddo...I'm gonna leave for awhile..."
She shows no emotion at all, but inside, her spirit crumbles.
"Ar...are you coming back?" her eyes scream for her to cry.
"I...I dunno..." he replies.
His words, go right through her heart. She feels her stomach turn into a knot, her eyes finally start to tear.
Logan sees her tears shine in the night, he reaches for her and wipes her tears away.
"Kiddo...I..." he pauses, right now is not a good time to call her names..."Rouge..."
Him...saying her name? Logan? Him saying her name, it was...so sweet.
"Rouge...don...don't cry, alright? I don't want you to cry anymore, your stronger then that..."
As strong as Logan thought she was, she couldn't help but breck down and cry her eyes out.
Logan couldn't take looking at her...this way. But as much as he didn't want to hurt her, he needed to leave, spend some time alone.
"Rouge...I need to go...don't make it harder then it already is..."
She stands there, her head down, still crying. She pulls away from his hand, and turns around.
Logan, just on his motercycle, is hurt that she wouldn't even say anything or hug him, nothing?
She just stands there, lifeless, saying nothing at all.
"Rouge..." her body twitched when he said her name, "I need to go...so..."
Without even saying good-bye, he turns on his moter and rushes into the dark street.
Finally, she screams out "LOGAN! PLEASE COME BACK HOME SOON!"
Those words, went right to his heart, he knew he was going to keep those words with him...he'll treasure them, with care.

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Three months after Logan left, Rouge and the others have been living a normal life. Some battles here and there, fun on some days...everything was normal. But yet, Rouge always knew something was missing from the house. Just like a piece of a puzzle, you can never complete the picture without the final piece.

A knock at the door, everyone wondering who it was. The team made Rouge get it, she walked down the small hall and got the door. When she opened that door...it seemed like nothing else was there except her, and the person outside, waiting to come in. Her face flushed bright red, her body just went numb.

"Not gonna welcome me home, kid?". Rouge just couldn't believe she was looking at the person, who stole her heart, and took it with him.
"Lo...Logan..." she could barley speck, its like the words were pulled right out of her.
"Hey...kid" he was back to his old name calling ways, but she didn't care. Logan was here, and thats all that mattered.
She practically jumped right ontop of him, full of joy. She hugged him as tight as she could, breathing in his familiar scent. She couldn't let go, she was too happy, no, not happy, thrilled.
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The day went by good, everyone greeted Logan back and the team had a huge dinner, just like a big happy family, like it should be. Rouge couldn't help but smile the entire dinner, her jaw didn't let her stop. And Logan, couldn't help but smirk a bit back.
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After dinner, and washing dishes. Everyone went to the resting room to watch television and play games. Everyone except Rouge, who was in her room.
Logan was doing what he usually does, drinks beer and watches TV. He looks around the room, and sees everyone except the one person he wants to see the most. He gets off the sofa and leaves the room, walking up the stairs.
He walks down the giant hallway, trying to find her room. When he finally does, he sees her in a very akward moment.

Rouge turned the radio on, to her favorite rock station and started singing and dancing on her bed. He smirks and starts to chuckle a bit. When she finally opens her eyes she couldn't believe who was watching her, she loses her balance and falls off the bed.
Logan rushes into the room, closes the door and puts his beer down on the desk.
He puts his arm out, to help her get up. Her face was as red as it could get, how could she embarrass herself like that, in front of him!?
She gets up and sits on her bed, her face still red. She didn't know what to say to him, but, what was to say?

"Logan, I...um..uh..um, I didn't...uh..." she couldn't get the right words out.
He started to laugh, making Rouge blush even more.
"Wha...Why are you laughing? Its not funny!"
"Actually, it is..." he started to laugh more, Rouge just wanted to stick her head in sand.
"How could you still laugh? Its not funn-" before she could finish, he silenced her with a kiss. Rouge skipped a heartbeat at the moment, this kiss was much more needy, more passionate then the one given on her birthday. It made her feel light, and free, she let all her worries behind her, and just took in his sweet kiss.
She whimpered when he pulled away, making him smirk. He had complete control over her, he could do whatever to her and she wouldn't mind at all. If he told her to jump out the window, she would most likely do it.
"Why...did you stop?..." she asked, her voice brecking.
He looked at her, his eyes so breath taking. "Because...it's not...right..."
Rouge just wide-eyed.
"Wha...is...is it me or something?" she felt like she had no air to breath.
"No, no, kid, of course not, never...it's just that...your eighteen darlin, its not right..."
"Logan...age dosen't matter, as long as you really do love that person...Logan, don't let my age or yours get in the way of our relationship..."
"But...people will start talkin...and I dun want your good name being smeared..."
"I don't care about what people say, and nether should you...I don't even have a good name anyway...if we love each other, why hide it?"
Logan could just take in her words and look into her eyes, not saying anything. She was right, he shouldn't care about what other people say at all, he never did before, why start?

He slowley takes her hand and kisses it gently, leaving trails of kisses up her arm. Finally, her arm leads to her neck, he lightly leaves warm kisses on her neck.

Rouge felt like something in Logan is missing, he is not being himself. She finally realizes what it was...
"Logan...stop being gentle"
Her words make him raise an eyebrow, "What are you talkin' about?"
"Your being to gentle...and soft...and thats just not you...I want the Wolverine" He thinks a bit and realizes she was right. Gentle and soft was just not his 'thing'.
He finished his kisses on her neck, and suddenly just slammed his warm lips agents hers, letting his tounge explore her mouth. Soft whimpers escape from her mouth, Logan never thought he could smile so much in his entire life. He grabbed her around her waist and lightly pushed her onto the bed.
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He crawled ontop of her like a cat. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed, making her body completly helpless to his passionate strength and force.
When he let her wrists go, she started trailing her fingers gently down his back...his tan, hard, sweaty back. He was sheer perfection, a built body, it was a work of art...she loved it.
"Tell me sweetheart...is this your first time...like this..."
His question, it went from one ear, and out the other. "My fir...first time..." She wanted to play around with him, give him alittle brain sting. She begins to laugh.
"What's so funny?" he raises an eyebrow.
"Actually, my darlin...this isn't the first time i've played around with a guy..." this answer made Logan alittle shocked and made his stomach turn, how could Rouge, his Rouge, not be a virgin? This night...he wanted to change her, and no-one else could touch her, she would be his and only his.
"So...I guess I won't be able to change you darlin...not tonight..." gently getting off her. Rouge takes his arm and pulls him back down, his breath, warm. "You see sweetheart...many men have asked me...but your the first i've accepted..."
Logan closes his eyes and smirks. He knew it, why did he have to take things serious all the time.
He didn't want to wait anymore, this was going to be the night. He's going to change this kids life, forever.
"Take off the shirt..." he commanded, she couldn't believe what she was doing at the time, but there was something about him that is impossible to resist. Is just not his attitude or perfect body, it was his eyes that seemed like a magnet, and you couldn't pull away.
She rushes to take her shirt off, sweating a bit. Rustle wasted no time un-buttoning her jeans, throwing them across the room, not giving a damn anymore. His self-control was out the window, he just wanted her with him, where she needed to be.
"Baby...I don't want to hurt you..."
"You won't...I know you won't..."
He un-buttoned his jeans and took them off, throwing them away. The desire was killing him inside, but he didn't want to just jump ontop of her and start fucking her, that would freck her, not to mention, hurt.
Rouge was just half naked there, waiting for him to make his next move. She was just there, freezing before, but him being there, beside her made her blood rush right to her head. Her whole body shivered when she felt the great heat between her legs.
She reached for his hand, leading it to her back, his fingers can feel the strap of her bra.
"I don't want you to think I just want to get into your pants darlin..." he looks away, she kisses his ear and smiles.
"I would never think that..." Logan gives her a wicked grin, looks like she couldn't wait anymore ether.
He came in with force, his breath, hot. His manly hands, going up her back, un-clipped her bra, and pulled it off her body, throwing it on the other side of the bed. Her light pink nipples were already erect. Her breasts weren't that big, but anything of her's suits Logan well.
Such a small body compared to his. Her body was beautiful, just pure.

He knew what he wanted, and what she wanted, and he wasn't afraid anymore. He suddenly swept her up into his arms, his mouth crushing down upon hers, almost knocking the air out of her. She moaned as his tongue pushed its way between her lips, as he guided her back against the wall.
She closed her eyes, her inexperienced hands exploring his body as their tongues came together passionately. He tasted so good, exactly as she imagined a man should taste: raw and hot, and her hands reached up to his face, ran down his rugged face, urging him even closer, to kiss her harder...
She gasped beneath the weight of his kiss as she felt him do his own exploring; those burning fingers scorching down her back, one hand lifting her thigh, encouraging her to wrap it around his hip, so that she was half straddling him. Feeling him pressing into her stomach almost sent her over the edge and there were suddenly so many sensations to process that she felt overwhelmed.
Logan must have noted the change in her responses because he promptly severed their kiss. "Am I goin too fast?"
Her eyes, weighted with desire, grudgingly opened. "No...no. Please don't stop."
He moved down to kiss her again, more tenderly this time, nibbling across the length of her bottom lip before running a long lick down her neck.
She moaned again, dropping her head back. "Lower," she pleaded.
"Oh christ, yes..." she moaned.

His mouth moved lower, his tongue continuing to stake its claim on every inch of her skin, and when she realised where he was heading a quiver of excitement coursed through her.
"Move your legs apart for me darlin" he demanded softly.
She quickly did as he asked. As two of his fingertips slid down through her triangle of hair she clenched her fists, his touch almost too intense to bear.
Her eyes screwed shut.
God, that was it. He wanted her now, and he was going to have her.
She gave out a sudden moan before his hands slid to her hips, grasping her firmly as he pushed in all the way.
She screamed out his name as she felt the first thrust, which was hard and he growled, giving her several more thrusts of the same. Since she didn’t ask him to stop he continued.
No matter how brutally he thrust into her she begged for more, feeling his heat engulf her.
'Logan...God, I...thats it...please, more Logan, more...' she moaned as he kept ramming into her. Even then she begged for more. He growled and gave her just what she asked for, losing any trace of self-control. Her cries filled his ears and he growled as his seed finally shot right into her. She moaned when she felt his seed inside her, his heat running down her leg. Even after he had given her what he wanted to release, he wasn't ready to stop just yet. He thrusted in her even harder several times, until she felt her own heat coming on.
Rouge never felt this way before, the inside of her just felt like exploding, pain building up inside her as he came in even harder and faster. The undescribable pain finally built up all the way. She screams.
"LOGAN! OH CHRIST, HAVE MERCY, PLEASE!"
All Logan can do is ram inside her faster, dissapointed she still didn't release herself. As he rammed into Rouge, tears filled her eyes. Finally, blissful hot liquid exploded, covering Logan in her heat which he wanted all along. Rouge moaned in relief. Logan just smiled, it felt so good to know that he was the one that filled her with such passion.
He thrusted one last time, took in a deep breath and let it out. He layed on the other side of the bed, sweaty and tired.
All they both could do was sigh. Rouge budgged alittle over to his side, he wraps his arms around her. Her head rested on his hard, sweaty chest.
"Did I...hurt ya darlin?" he asks, looking at the ceiling. She just shook her head, out of words to say. "Look, no-one else can have you, if any punk wants to even look at you, he's gonna have to answer to me...No-one will touch ma gurl". The words sound demanding, but they made her blood rush to her cheeks again, she felt...loved. "I had you...I changed you...your going to be mine forever...alright...". He made it sound so easy to just keep someone...but she always loved his possesive attitude.
"Yes, I am yours..."
"Forever darlin..."
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