The Shelby

Remy lay on the hood of his brand new Ford Shelby. He watched the sunset turn into the most purest of nights. The moon was only half there amongst the blanket of bright, glowing stars. Remy had lost count after the first couple hundred. The smoke of the cigarette between his fingers slowly made its way up to the sky above. He inhaled the grassy scent in and closed his eyes for a moment.

The grass on the hill where the car had been parked was so rich it was almost blue. The reflection of the stars looked like diamonds resting on the water's surface. Truly a gorgeous night to sit there, and listen to the faint slapping of the low waves on the shoreline, and soak up the quiet night.

It had been a day of bruising jabs and harsh critiques from his teammates and enemies. Remy found it strange, at first, that the more mean the people around him became, the more humble he gave back. Rogue had her time to chide and snap but towards the end of the day she became more and more understanding towards him. The day ended with more good then bad, which was amazing counting all of the personal and professional jokes from everyone. Almost everyone, that is.

His right arm behind his head while his left hand held the cigarette as it rested on his acid-washed denimed thigh. The breeze against his bare chest moved slightly, and the warmth of another body coming closer to him felt like heaven. He smiled but didn't open his eyes. "Wanna puff?" Remy held the cigarette out for Logan.

Logan shook his head and inhaled the night air, letting it and the tangy cajun scent fill his nostrils. "Brand new, huh?" Logan nodded to the shiny car that sat in the dark, under the long cajun.

Remy opened his eyes and turned his head to the left to look at Logan before answering, "oui. You wanna go for a ride?" Crooking a smile, Remy's mind had a devilish thought. He took another puff to hide the smile and blush on his cheeks but it wasn't completely working in his favour.

Logan caught the smile and the blush and thought of playing into the little wicked idea. Shaking his head again in reply, Logan walked around to the front of the car and stepped up onto the front bumper, crawling up, overtop of Remy's long legs. He stopped just shy of Remy's hips. "Ya know, I've been thinkin about a ride, all day. Pulling on the tucked in, red denim shirt, and unbuttoning his jeans before yanking down on the zipper, he smiled up at Remy. His erection came out easily and hard. His mouth twisted into a grin, as did Remy's as a single claw on his right hand slid out. Using his left hand to hold him up, Logan reached between Remy's legs that had widened with warm welcome, and sliced along the seam.

"How do ya know I didn't jus' buy de jeans, too?" Snuffing the smoke out on his denimed thigh and tossing the butt toward the lake, Remy quirked his brow and winked at Logan.

"I'll owe ya a pair." Sheathing his claw and raising his hand to spit in it and before coating his erection with the saliva and then making a move to kiss Remy while easily sliding inside the younger man. A gasp of relief passed between them as the slow but intentional rhythm started. Logan grabbed onto a slender hip and hmmed as he felt the tension in Remy's body ebb away. The pace stepped up a notch and Remy was finally moaning music into Logan's ears. "Ya like that, do ya?"

Remy bit his lower lip and nodded, closing his eyes and bringing his arms around to wrap around Logan. His nails scratched holes into Logan's back before removing a hand down to where his jeans had become tight, and opened the front of his jeans. A sigh as he began to stroke himeself and a smile as Logan was watching what he was doing. He was only adding the fuel to the already wild fire that Logan was controling.

Logan moved the hand from Remy's hip to rest on the side of the car while he quickened his pace. He kissed Remy's jaw and made his way down to Remy's left shoulder, and then to Remy's chest. He could feel Remy's hands on his hips as they moved him deeper and faster inside his body. As he neared the breaking point, Logan threw his head back and caught sight of a figure that hung in the air, a few yards away from them. The scent was familiar but he couldn't see the face to determine the emotion they hid so carefully. His attention was drawn back to Remy as the younger man moaned and gasped and came, not waiting for Logan to catch up. A hand came up and pushed his head down to meet Remy's lips as the drops of water started; first from the sky, then from Remy's eyes as Logan finally came.

The clouds rolled in thicker and thicker with each second in between claps of thunder as the two simply laid there, ontop of the car, and panted. A shiver rolled through Rogue as she hung there. Turning around and flying off, she caught the scent of sex and sadness.

Logan stared at Remy's face and only smiled as he kissed away the tears that fell, reassuring him that they were only words, but he knew the truth that words could be the worst knife to a person. "I love ya, kid."

Remy nodded slightly and swallowed, "ditto."


End.