Give It To Me Right

A/N So my beta didn't send this back to me so...I'm gonna post it without having it edited. I hope you enjoy. (And no, I have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote this.)


Song: Give it to me Right

Artist: Melanie Fiona

Couple: Logan x Scott

Okay, okay
He’s got my number and
You can’t, you can’t
Want me baby here I am
Either you make the time
Or just forget me

It was good. It was always good. Never great. It just…wasn’t what he needed or wanted anymore. Letting his head fall to the side, Scott looked at the small smile on his lovers lips. It just wasn’t normal.

He didn’t feel the way he used to. How had love for her turned into…something less. He still liked her as a friend and sure, adding sex was a definite benefit to not telling her. He couldn’t keep doing this. Not to her or to himself, he just had no idea how to tell her.

I’m not, I’m not
Tryna run your life
That’s why, that’s why
I’m nobody’s wife
But when I want, when I want it
You gotta be ready

“So Scott, are you planning on proposing?” He nearly choked.

“No, no…it’s not in my immediate plans.” Cyclops stated cautiously. He had no idea how Warren had gotten to that question, they weren’t even talking about women. He didn’t know why it was so hard to break things off with Jean. Probably because he wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted after her. God, that sounded horrible, he was just holding on till something better came along.

“Good to know Slim.” Logan commented as he entered the room. “Storm got called to retrieve a mutant so we’re on danger room.” Taking a deep breath to not appear relieved, Scott excused himself and silently joined Logan on the walk downstairs. The silence lasted for as long as the walk to the elevator.

“You know you should break up with her.” Logan smirked when Scott glared at him.

“Why would I do that?”

“How long you been dating Red, Slim? You don’t plan on marrying her, you should break it off…but you already know that.”

“Thanks for the advice,” Scott replied with as much sarcasm as he could muster. “but I’d rather keep dating her then to give her to someone like you.” Scott turned and walked ahead as he contemplated just how much of a jerk he had turned into in the past few months.

I don’t want it all the time,
But when I get it,
I better be satisfied
So give it to me right,
Or don’t give it to me at all

“Hey Slim, if you’re gonna break up with her, you should do it soon.” Scott turned to look at the other man. They were alone in the locker room, getting changed back into normal clothes for the rest of their day.

“I told you I’m not breaking up with her just so you can have her.” Summers sighed out. At least Logan wasn’t a total prick, he had waited till they were alone, he didn’t want this getting back to Jean. There was silence for almost an entire five minutes before Logan gave in.

“Why’d you decide you don’t want her?” His voice was…gentle, almost companionate. Human. It made Cyclops actually want to answer him.

“I’m not happy anymore. She doesn’t…” Scott didn’t know how to phrase it to make it sound any better.

“Do it for you anymore.” When Scott’s face fell, showing that it was exactly as Logan had guessed, the other man smiled just a little. “Believe it or not Slim, I’ve been there. Probably not the same circumstances, but it’s better to get it over with than to hang on.” Logan stated as he turned and left.

I don’t think you understand,
How real it is for me to find
A man who thinks he can
So give it to me right,
Or don’t give it to me at all
yeah, yeah

Sighing as he shrugged on his shirt, Scott got ready to head upstairs, but as he passed Logan’s locker, he noticed the door was still slightly open. Sighing again, he turned back to close it, they couldn’t have kids going through their things.

That was when he saw it, there was something in the back corner of Logan’s locker and it didn’t exactly look…appropriate. In fact, if one of the kids caught him with that, Logan could be kicked out of the school. Stuffing the offending item into his bag, Scott shut the locker and headed upstairs to his next class. He’d leave the thing in Logan’s room later. He really didn’t want to put much thought into why the other man would own a dildo.

On time, on time
I expect you to be
All mine, all mine
Baby in my fantasy
You can’t get it right,
Then just forget it

It was late when he got into his room. He was planning on returning the toy, but he was sure that Logan was already asleep, and waking him up to give it back was just…not an option. Setting it on the table next to his bed so he would remember to give it back first thing in the morning, Scott stripped to his boxers.

Jean wasn’t going to come to his room tonight. They had pretty much gotten their time together on a schedule. He hated it. It was suppose to be a relationship…not a…scheduled fling. Climbing into the bed, Scott sighed. He really needed to break it off with her. He wasn’t the type to go breaking people’s hearts, but he just couldn’t take it. Everything was so predictable. He wanted something…chaotic.

Reaching over to turn off his lamp, Scott paused when his hand brushed against the toy. Why the hell did Logan have a dildo? Did he…use it? Like what he did with Jean, or what Jean did to him? He didn’t understand the sudden shot of lust rolling through him. The thought of doing what Jean did was…appealing. No, no, there was no way he could…suck on it. Though, the more he actually though about doing it, the harder he got. Besides, he was by himself, in his own room…who would know but him?

Picking up the stupid thing, Scott opened his mouth and proceeded to push the plastic past his lips. Coughing as he pulled it out, Summers sat up. Gravity had forced the toy to the back of his throat, making breathing a problem. As he wrapped his lips around the toy again, he realized that sucking wasn’t as easy as he thought it was going to be. Maybe this was why Jean just couldn’t do it.

No…the longer it was in his mouth, the better he got at it. He didn’t know when his hand had drifted down, but he found himself stroking in time with the bobbing of his head. Well, this was different…was it okay to get off while thinking about sucking on a cock?

No way’s okay
For you to go around
Uh uh, today
You better make a touchdown
You know what I like
Won’t you accept it

Logan paused at the door. He knew that this was where the scent led to. He had gone down to retrieve his toy but…it had been missing. At first he had thought it was a student, but the only one he smelled inside his locker was Summers. He was about to knock but the scent…Scott was turned on. Not just turned on, he was doing something about it.

Feeling a smirk come to his lips, Logan opened the door. Where he stopped and his smirk disappeared. He had thought Cyclops was masturbating…he didn’t expect to see only about three inches of his toy hanging out of the mans mouth. Or said man cumming into his fist. This was just so wrong to watch but…it was his toy, and he wanted to use it. Now more than ever. Putting the smirk back into place, Logan silently crossed the room. Scott was obviously bathing in the afterglow of his orgasm and Logan couldn’t help but disrupt it.

“The next time you wanna borrow this Slim, you should grab the lube bottle next to it. Works better that way.” His smirk grew as he pulled the four inches out of the others mouth with a small pop. Watching the man slowly turn red, Logan turned and walked to the door.

I don’t want it all the time,
But when I want it,
You better make me smile
So give it to me right,
Or don’t give it to me at all

This just wasn’t working. He had been keeping Jean on the edge of release for almost twenty minutes but it just wasn’t working. He couldn’t get hard. He had tried everything he could think of but…the only thing he could think about was how fantastic his orgasm had been earlier in the week.

“Scott…what’s -oh- what’s wrong?” Twisting his fingers inside her, Scott frowned as he watched her reach completion. Standing and grabbing his pants, Scott cringed as he felt arms wrap around his shoulders. “Oh…you already came?”

“I’m going to my room.” Scott stated, avoiding the question as he stood and crossed to the door.

“What?”

“’Night Jean.” Closing the door behind himself, Scott sighed.

“You better break up with her before she figures out she can’t get your dick up anymore.” Scott looked down the hall to where Logan was leaning against the wall. Slowly walking down to where Logan was, Scott reached up and pulled the cigar from his mouth.

“Stay out of this, it’s not your problem.”

Scott had absolutely no idea what the hell happened, but Logan had grabbed his cigar and Scott suddenly found himself pinned to the wall. With Logan’s lips against his. He couldn’t force his body to react as he felt a tongue press past his lips. Actually…it kind of felt…really good. Logan tasted like…chaos, it was perfect. Feeling Logan pull away, Scott swallowed his voice a few times. It may have been good, but he didn’t want the other man to know how much he would like it to continue.

“Yes, it is.”

I don’t think you understand,
If you can’t please me
I know someone who can
Give it to me right,
Or don’t give it to me at all

“Damn it Jean, listen to me!” It took him nearly an hour to find her and then she just started walking away when he tried to tell her what he need.

“Scott, don’t worry about it. We can do other things. I’m open to them, so lets talk about it tonight. I have a class to teach.”

Summers sighed after she rounded the corner. It wasn’t that she wouldn’t do what he needed…but she just…didn’t have the personality to go with it. If he had confronted Logan with this he would have at the very least thrown Scott against the wall and left him panting before he went to his next class.

Wait. When did this turn into a competition between the two of them? The moment that Logan had chose to stand in the doorway watching him instead of getting the toy later, or maybe during that kiss.

This is the real life baby
This is the life that makes me say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

He took it again. He hadn’t planned to, but he was the last one in the locker room after the Danger room. He had taken about two steps past the locker before he had turned back and grabbed it. What he had done didn’t hit him till he locked his bedroom door behind him.

He had taken the bottle and Logan’s toy. Again! With the intention of using it. What the hell was wrong with him? He set it down on his nightstand and just stared at it. Logan would know he took it, even if he put it back without using it. Would it be so bad if he did?

This is the real thing baby
When I’m alone I can make me say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It hurt. It hurt really bad, but there was some sick, twisted part in the back of his mind that told him to try moving it. He could breath through the pain and wait for his body to accept that there was something in it. Pulling the toy out the slightest bit, he slowly pushed it back in.

It still hurt…but the more he did it…the better it started to feel.

I don’t want it all the time,
But when I want it
You better make me smile
So give it to me right
Or don’t give it to me at all

Scott froze as his door opened. Shit. He was suppose to be with Jean tonight, not experimenting in his own bed. How the hell was he going to talk his way out of this? It wasn’t like she would understand and-oh god.

His hand was slapped away as the bed dipped and a different hand grabbed the base of the toy. He couldn’t keep in the gasp as the toy was shoved deeper than he could have done. He already knew, but he looked down to the person sitting between his legs.

“Faster.” Scott listened to the soft chuckle from the man above him. Then he couldn’t hear anything but his own breathing as Logan actually listened to him for once without arguing with him.

His orgasm hit him much sooner than he had expected it too. Feeling the toy be pulled from him, Scott couldn’t keep the whimper in. It wasn’t that he was empty…it just felt sore. He was going to hurt tomorrow, but he found himself almost looking forward to the reminder of what just happened was real. Though, by the time he came down from his high, Logan had taken the toy, lube and had left the room.

“Damn.”

I don’t think you understand,
If you can’t please me,
I know someone who can
So give it to me right,
Or don’t give it to me at all

“What do you mean you’re breaking up with me?” Jean asked slowly.

“I need things that you can’t give me. It just isn’t worth leading you on.” Scott rarely felt when telepaths entered his mind, but he sure as hell felt the anger when Jean looked in on him.

“You’re-”

“I don’t know if I’m gay. Honestly…I would have broken up with you regardless of if I am or not.”

Give it to me right
Give it to me right

“Slim, wait up.” Scott sighed as he heard Logan fall into step beside him. “You broke up with Jean?”

“What, don’t believe the gossip running around the school?”

“Not one word of it. You broke up with her?” Scott sighed again, why couldn’t people just leave him alone?

“Yes.” Feeling Logan grab hold of his wrist, Scott stopped and turned toward him.

“Why?”

“Does it matter?” He questioned as he tried to tug his hand free. He only had a brief second of panic, listening to Logan growl before he was pushed into the wall.

“Why?”

“Because it’s not fucking normal to have that good an orgasm with something in your ass!” Summers gasped as he realized what he said. What he had just admitted to. His embarrassment turned to anger as he watched a smirk appear on the other man’s face. “What? Are you happy that you’ve finally got Jean to yourself now? Good for you, you can have her!”

“You really are a dumbass, aren’t you one-eye?” Logan leaned in close before he continued. “It’s not Red that I want Slim.”

Give it to me right
Or don’t give it to me at all

Scott paused outside the door. What the fuck was he doing? Logan had told him to come to his room that night before turning and leaving like nothing had happened. Silently turning away from the door, Scott gasped as he felt two arms circle his waist and drag him into the room.

As soon as the door was shut and locked, Logan pressed him against it and devoured his mouth. Scott wasn’t as shocked as he thought he should be. Logan wanted him, not Jean. How the hell had he not realized? Would it have mattered if he did? Probably not…though as Logan’s hands roughly pulled his shirt up, Scott thought that maybe it would have mattered. He wouldn’t have gotten things so messed up with Jean.

“Stop thinkin’ Slim. If you don’t wanna do this then why’d you bother comin’?” Cyclops just didn’t have an answer for him. He did want this…but he didn’t want to admit to it. Sighing as he gave a slight nod, Scott found himself pressed against the door with Logan’s tongue in his mouth again. Hearing a growl come from deep in Logan’s chest, Scott gave in.

He needed something in his life to be chaotic. Logan was…controlled chaos. The man knew when to stop. Feeling hands slide down his back, Scott wrapped himself around the taller mutant as Logan picked him up and carefully laid him on the bed. Scott couldn’t stop the small smile when Logan pulled back to take off his shirt. He was actually looking forward to letting Wolverine have complete control for once.

Give it to me right
Or don’t give it to me at all

Scott couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He was sore, sweaty and completely worn out. Turning to the man that was watching him come down from his high, he mentally frowned. Did Logan never show it when he came? He’d have to find out…in fact, he wouldn‘t mind finding out sooner rather than later.

“That was amazing. When can we do it again?”

“Whenever you’re ready for another round Slim.” Scott let out a small laugh. This was going to be fun.