Fan Fiction ❯ Feral Shadows ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Aiyen Lebeau 
think about it for a minute, then ask questions
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.16.2004 | Updated On: 01.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
think about it for a minute, then ask questions
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.16.2004 | Updated On: 01.14.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Author Note: what else is there ta say, peoples? sort of ties in with my fic Shadows of the Night, since an event in that story triggers this one. i have nothing better to do with my time than write hentai fics, so just read it!
Disclaimer: i don't own X-Men, just the non-existant plot of this story and Aiyen
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Title: Feral Shadows
By: Aiyen LeBeau
Genres: Hentai/ Romance/ Humor (nothin' better than funny sex, right?)
Pairings: Logan/ OC, implied Scott/ Jean
Summary: a Logan/ OC fic worthy (in my opinion) of an ice cold shower
Warnings: language, oral, masturbation, lots of growling, PWP, very rough sex
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Aiyen was sitting alone in her room, watching a porn movie on the adult channel she'd found. She'd heard Jean and Scott talking about it earlier, even if she was listening telepathically. She had been listening in on everyone, trying to catch some body in the act of fucking some one else. She didn't need telepathy to know what was going on across the hall, she could hear the sounds of their love making just fine if she listened.
The thought of what was happening across the hall made her sex throb, and the movie she was watching wasn't helping the matter too much. She crossed her legs tighter, hoping the throbbing would go away. As expected, it only got worse from being neglected.
Damn Jesse ta hell and back, and his 'just-sex-has-no-side-effects' theory wid him! Aiyen thought and stood up, dragging her pajama bottoms and panties down her slender legs. Sitting back down and spreading her legs, she roughly shoved the middle and index fingers on her right hand into her opening. The friction her fingers caused pushed her toward the edge of orgasm, but not over it. It had been getting harder to bring herself off since she had to heal afterwards so no one would notice, being shy about her bodily exploration.
She pumped her fingers in and out of herself quickly, strangling the sounds of her orgasm so no one could pick up on her activities. Logan was walking upstairs when he caught the arousing smell of (A/N: drum roll, please! :: drum rolls across floor ::) human arousal, and started trying to figure out who to blackmail.
Damn, Jeannie and One-Eye again. Everyone knows 'bout them, so no blackmailin' those two. Wonder who the other scent belongs... smells female. He had to walk towards the scent to get to his room, so he figured the room might give the person away. He sniffed his way down the hall, stopping where the smell was strongest: right outside Aiyen's room. Hm, kid must be pleasurin' herself. Smells tasty, too. I wonder if she'd let me... NO, BAD LOGAN! She's only 17, no dirty thoughts about teenagers. Aiyen heard his mental scalding and could sense his presense, now that she was paying attention anyways. Knocking lightly on the door before he opened it, he faught his animalistic instincts and kept his eyes closed when he poked his head inside. "Ya okay in here, kid?"
"Quais, I'm okay. Why?" Aiyen said from under the sheets, falling out of bed trying to put the lower half of her clothing back on. Logan lost the fight with his instincts, his hungry eyes roving over her pale form. "I- uh, I- I was... jus' gettin' dressed. Now would you kindly leave, Logan?"
"That's not what yer TV says ya were doin' and yer scent betrays ya, too." Aiyen blushed and continued fighting her pants on, blushing darker when Logan dropped his jeans and briefs. "Now we're even, can I stay and watch?"
"Pervert." Aiyen muttered, her eyes on Logan's erection. "Uniforms don' lie, do dey?" She said under her breath, Logan's heightened hearing catching what she said as clearly as if she'd spoken normally.
"If yer anythin' ta go by then no, they don't." "Dat s'possed ta be a compliment, Wolvie?" "What of it, kid?" "You should try it more offen, and as for you 'kid' remark... " Aiyen stood up and slowly worked her pajama's down her legs, leaving her standing there in her revealing panties and sports bra. It took every shred of self-control Logan had not to pounce on her, but the raw animal heat behind his eyes didn't go unnoticed on Aiyen's part. "You know dere's two dings I pride myself in, Logan, and one of 'em is my intelegence." "What's the other Aiyen, yer looks?"
"Non, my ability to know what a man wants from jus' t'look in his eyes. You eyes say you want it all, as do other places." Aiyen glanced at his erection again before turning her back to him, slipping her sports bra over her head and dropping it by her pants.
Casting a glance back at Logan, Aiyen dropped to her knees and (with her back still to him) slipped her right hand into the front of her panties. The other massaged her left breast, stretching Logan's control even thinner. Aiyen threw her head back and moaned her self-pleasure, almost able to hear the battle for control going on within Logan's mind. Instinct said 'FUCK HER, DAMMIT!' while logic said it was a bad idea to be there, and he should just walk away... right now. "C'mon Logan, you know you wanna come help." He was on his knees behind her in a second, his rough hands all over her body.
"Wantin' ta and needin' ta are two entirely differ'nt things." Logan growled in her ear, his left hand dropping to her pussy. His rough fingers threw her over the edge before they even entered her, drenching Logan's hand in her warm juices. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, Logan made sure Aiyen watched while he slowly licked his hand clean. His hand quickly returned to her opening, Aiyen's hands moving behind her to grab Logan's hard cock. He growled softly into her neck, bitting down just hard enough for her to feel it. Aiyen gasped breathlessly and ground her sex into Logan's hand, her gentle ministrations on his cock getting rougher. Logan growled again and attacked her throat with nips and kisses, his breath tickling Aiyen almost to laughter. Although she would never admit it to anyone, Aiyen was extremely ticklish. "If I didn't know better, I'd say ya did this before."
"Does rape count as doin' dis before, Logan?" His fingers stopped their pleasuring tourture, making Aiyen whimper "Why'd you stop?" "When were ya raped and who did it, I swear I'll kill the bastard!" "He al'eady dead, t'Sentinels that attacked before y'all found me killed him and his brother." "Damn, means he died quick. Oh well, at least they can't hurt ya again. That's my job." Logan suddenly forced another finger into Aiyen, making her fight back a scream.
Logan removed his fingers and forced Aiyen onto her back, slowly dragging her panties down her legs and adding them to the small pile. He kissed the side of her neck, trailing his lips and tounge down her body. Aiyen's breath caught in her throat when Logan lapped at her damp sex, squirming and fighting giggles at the feeling. She bucked her hips into his face, fighting giggles when he tickled her sides. Panting, but far from exausted, Aiyen yanked Logan's head up and pressed her lips firmly to his. She could feel his hardened manhood against her thigh, mentally cursing the small ammount of self-control Logan had left.
'Somethin wrong?' 'Yeah, twenty minutes ago you didn't have any control over yourself. I want t'animal to take over, and i know you want it to just as bad.' 'How does a teenager get this sex obsessed?' 'Don' complain, Logan. I can still run downstairs and tell anyone still awake dat you be up here tryin' ta rape me, or dis can git interesting.'
Aiyen moved her hips so that her heat brushed against him, almost able to see the thin line of his remaining control snap. Logan let out a soft growl and rammed his erection into her slick walls, watching the look on Aiyen's face. She cried out loudly, shoving her fist into her mouth to muffle the sound. Logan pulled her hand out of her mouth, his eyes locking with hers as he growled in an almost reassuring way.
"Don't do that, I wanna hear yer screams. I wanna know yer enjoying this, squirt." He thrust powerfully into her again, making her scream again. Aiyen couldn't speak as Logan continued to thrust, just moan and squirm. Logan wasn't sure he could talk either, so he continued their little conversation telepathically. 'Ya want somethin' else down there, squirt?'
'Harder, Logan! Please, fuck me harder.'
Logan obliged, suddenly glad he'd picked up on telepathy recently. Aiyen whimpered like an injured puppy, her hips bucking to meet Logan's thrusts. His claws trailed lightly over Aiyen's body while her fingers dug into his shoulders, warm blood pooling around them. He retracted his claws and trailed his hands the rest of the way, hoping logic beat instinct this time. He wanted to mark her, and didn't see any real harm in it short of causing Aiyen more pain. Logan didn't want to scare her, so he decided against it.
Logan felt her muscles clench around his erection and started thrusting harder, smirking when her screams rang in his mind. He could barely hear her panting and moaning, the look on her face one of pure joy. Logan groaned as his smirk faded slightly, watching Aiyen's glassy eyes on the night sky. Or was it morning already? The room wasn't quite as moonlit now, but it didn't look like it was that close to dawn yet.
'Logan, what d'we do if we wake everyone up?' 'Easy, brag about it and listen to Nightcrawler's lectures about sex outside of marriage.' 'Lemme guess, t'two across t'hall do it all t'time?' 'Yeah, Red and Cyke can keep the whole mansion awake unless they all congrigate in Beast's lab.' Aiyen's weak laugh turned into an even weaker moan, she couldn't even muster up the energy to scream again. Logan groaned and collapsed next to her, feeling his healing factor take effect. 'Scoot over a bit, or are you forgetting the uses of my spirit form?'
Logan growled lightly and inched away, his eyes looking her body over. Except for a few battle scars, her body was perfect. She shrugged in his direction, sitting up and stretching. Her body was compleately repaired except for a few old scars, confusing Logan slightly. He didn't press the issue, though since Aiyen's evil smirk forced the thought from his mind.
"Bed dis time, Wolvie?" Logan growled and scooped Aiyen up, dropping her on her bed and sitting next to her. Aiyen giggled softly and forced him backwards, sitting on his chest with her back to him. "Jus' 'cause I'm new ta dis don' mean I don' know what I'm doin', you know."
"Naughty litle girl, ain't ya?" Logan said teasingly, giving her sides a good tickle. Aiyen squirmed and slapped him, getting the point across that she didn't like being tickled. "I want an explaination of yer powers, kid"
"I'll explain later, I wanna have some more fun now. I will tell you dis, i's gonna be harder ta get me off now." Aiyen's lips moved along his shaft before taking it in her mouth, her hands and tounge making him come quickly. She swallowed a bit reluctantly and continued her ministrations, being a bit of a spitter. She moaned in surprise and pleasure when Logan pulled her hips toward his mouth, lapping lightly at her wetness.
He stopped and layed her on her back when she stopped sucking him, thrusting deep inside her core again. Three hours later, they still weren't done and weren't anywhere near exausted. She hadn't been lying when she said it'd be harder to get her off, but Logan still got her to scream his name some more. He collapsed next to her an hour later, the sounds of their panting matching perfectly. Logan wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, Aiyen didn't even bother struggling to get away so she could heal. She just snuggled her back against his chest and closed her eyes, not caring that it was already 5 am.
"Je t'aime, Logan." Aiyen muttered before falling asleep, barely catching Logan mutter: "Whatever you said, Shadow. Sleep tight."
"What's for breakfast?" "Newsflash, it's almost dinner time!" "It is?" "Yeah, try looking at a clock more often." "Shut up, Bobby." Aiyen came downstairs a second later wearing form-fitting black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt, earning her many an appreciative look from the guys in the room. "Logan still asleep, half-pint?" Aiyen had him pinned to the wall in a second, an ademantium blade against his throat. "Shit."
"You don' have much room ta talk, Cyclops. I'll let you in on a little tip; you mention anyding you heard las' night or dat Jean told you 'bout, and you never keep dis perverted teenager up 'till all hours again." Aiyen's voice was barely above a whisper, making sure no one else heard or caught on. "I'm gonna let you go now, so you remember what I said." Aiyen sheathed her blade and stepped away, smiling warmly at Logan when he sniffed his way into the room.
"What's fer breakfast?" "Dammit! Has sex addled your brains so much that you two don't know what a clock is, or am I paranoid?!" Jean froze in the doorway, both her and Aiyen extremely red-faced. Cyclops and Logan both had smirks on their faces until they saw Aiyen and Jean blushing, then they glared at Bobby. "The whole mansion heard you guys going at it, and I must say the lot of you have stamina." "Shut yer mouth, boy, 'fore I shut it fer ya!"
"I'm going ta McDonald's, see y'all later!" Aiyen said, quickly running upstairs and grabbing 20 bucks from her stash. She ran back downstairs and grabbed Logan by the hand before he killed Bobby, dragging him outside. Jean joined them on their lunch trip, dragging a cursing, royally pissed, Cyclops by the ear.
"Let me go, Jean! I swear I'm gonna kill that boy!" "That's exactly why I'm not letting you go, Scott." "C'mon, I'll even make it quick!" "No!" "Please?" "God dammit, I said NO! You can't kill Bobby, and that's the end of it!" "I really didn't wanna hafta do this, you know." Cyclops plastered a puppy dog look on his face, the ruby-quartz glasses he wore hiding his eyes. "NO!" "Damn, it usually works."
"Does t'puppy look work on you, Logan?" Aiyen asked, plastering a more believable puppy look on her face. Her red on black eyes looked up at Logan with a sad look, and Aiyen even forced out a whimper. "Stop that!" "It works, score one for t'woman!" "Don't press yer luck, squirt." "I ain't pressin' my luck, I was jus' seein' if the puppy act worked on you."
Aiyen smirked and laced her fingers through his, feeling the slight pressure of his hand closing over hers.
Enjoy your moment of peice now, X-Men. It won't last very long.
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Author Note: **runs to take an extremely cold shower** now will you review it, please? **puppy dog face** oh yeah, and thanks to my betas Mystic Kaiba, Lillana Saffire, and Atkia. they absolutely loved it, so I hope you did as well!
Disclaimer: i don't own X-Men, just the non-existant plot of this story and Aiyen
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Title: Feral Shadows
By: Aiyen LeBeau
Genres: Hentai/ Romance/ Humor (nothin' better than funny sex, right?)
Pairings: Logan/ OC, implied Scott/ Jean
Summary: a Logan/ OC fic worthy (in my opinion) of an ice cold shower
Warnings: language, oral, masturbation, lots of growling, PWP, very rough sex
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Aiyen was sitting alone in her room, watching a porn movie on the adult channel she'd found. She'd heard Jean and Scott talking about it earlier, even if she was listening telepathically. She had been listening in on everyone, trying to catch some body in the act of fucking some one else. She didn't need telepathy to know what was going on across the hall, she could hear the sounds of their love making just fine if she listened.
The thought of what was happening across the hall made her sex throb, and the movie she was watching wasn't helping the matter too much. She crossed her legs tighter, hoping the throbbing would go away. As expected, it only got worse from being neglected.
Damn Jesse ta hell and back, and his 'just-sex-has-no-side-effects' theory wid him! Aiyen thought and stood up, dragging her pajama bottoms and panties down her slender legs. Sitting back down and spreading her legs, she roughly shoved the middle and index fingers on her right hand into her opening. The friction her fingers caused pushed her toward the edge of orgasm, but not over it. It had been getting harder to bring herself off since she had to heal afterwards so no one would notice, being shy about her bodily exploration.
She pumped her fingers in and out of herself quickly, strangling the sounds of her orgasm so no one could pick up on her activities. Logan was walking upstairs when he caught the arousing smell of (A/N: drum roll, please! :: drum rolls across floor ::) human arousal, and started trying to figure out who to blackmail.
Damn, Jeannie and One-Eye again. Everyone knows 'bout them, so no blackmailin' those two. Wonder who the other scent belongs... smells female. He had to walk towards the scent to get to his room, so he figured the room might give the person away. He sniffed his way down the hall, stopping where the smell was strongest: right outside Aiyen's room. Hm, kid must be pleasurin' herself. Smells tasty, too. I wonder if she'd let me... NO, BAD LOGAN! She's only 17, no dirty thoughts about teenagers. Aiyen heard his mental scalding and could sense his presense, now that she was paying attention anyways. Knocking lightly on the door before he opened it, he faught his animalistic instincts and kept his eyes closed when he poked his head inside. "Ya okay in here, kid?"
"Quais, I'm okay. Why?" Aiyen said from under the sheets, falling out of bed trying to put the lower half of her clothing back on. Logan lost the fight with his instincts, his hungry eyes roving over her pale form. "I- uh, I- I was... jus' gettin' dressed. Now would you kindly leave, Logan?"
"That's not what yer TV says ya were doin' and yer scent betrays ya, too." Aiyen blushed and continued fighting her pants on, blushing darker when Logan dropped his jeans and briefs. "Now we're even, can I stay and watch?"
"Pervert." Aiyen muttered, her eyes on Logan's erection. "Uniforms don' lie, do dey?" She said under her breath, Logan's heightened hearing catching what she said as clearly as if she'd spoken normally.
"If yer anythin' ta go by then no, they don't." "Dat s'possed ta be a compliment, Wolvie?" "What of it, kid?" "You should try it more offen, and as for you 'kid' remark... " Aiyen stood up and slowly worked her pajama's down her legs, leaving her standing there in her revealing panties and sports bra. It took every shred of self-control Logan had not to pounce on her, but the raw animal heat behind his eyes didn't go unnoticed on Aiyen's part. "You know dere's two dings I pride myself in, Logan, and one of 'em is my intelegence." "What's the other Aiyen, yer looks?"
"Non, my ability to know what a man wants from jus' t'look in his eyes. You eyes say you want it all, as do other places." Aiyen glanced at his erection again before turning her back to him, slipping her sports bra over her head and dropping it by her pants.
Casting a glance back at Logan, Aiyen dropped to her knees and (with her back still to him) slipped her right hand into the front of her panties. The other massaged her left breast, stretching Logan's control even thinner. Aiyen threw her head back and moaned her self-pleasure, almost able to hear the battle for control going on within Logan's mind. Instinct said 'FUCK HER, DAMMIT!' while logic said it was a bad idea to be there, and he should just walk away... right now. "C'mon Logan, you know you wanna come help." He was on his knees behind her in a second, his rough hands all over her body.
"Wantin' ta and needin' ta are two entirely differ'nt things." Logan growled in her ear, his left hand dropping to her pussy. His rough fingers threw her over the edge before they even entered her, drenching Logan's hand in her warm juices. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, Logan made sure Aiyen watched while he slowly licked his hand clean. His hand quickly returned to her opening, Aiyen's hands moving behind her to grab Logan's hard cock. He growled softly into her neck, bitting down just hard enough for her to feel it. Aiyen gasped breathlessly and ground her sex into Logan's hand, her gentle ministrations on his cock getting rougher. Logan growled again and attacked her throat with nips and kisses, his breath tickling Aiyen almost to laughter. Although she would never admit it to anyone, Aiyen was extremely ticklish. "If I didn't know better, I'd say ya did this before."
"Does rape count as doin' dis before, Logan?" His fingers stopped their pleasuring tourture, making Aiyen whimper "Why'd you stop?" "When were ya raped and who did it, I swear I'll kill the bastard!" "He al'eady dead, t'Sentinels that attacked before y'all found me killed him and his brother." "Damn, means he died quick. Oh well, at least they can't hurt ya again. That's my job." Logan suddenly forced another finger into Aiyen, making her fight back a scream.
Logan removed his fingers and forced Aiyen onto her back, slowly dragging her panties down her legs and adding them to the small pile. He kissed the side of her neck, trailing his lips and tounge down her body. Aiyen's breath caught in her throat when Logan lapped at her damp sex, squirming and fighting giggles at the feeling. She bucked her hips into his face, fighting giggles when he tickled her sides. Panting, but far from exausted, Aiyen yanked Logan's head up and pressed her lips firmly to his. She could feel his hardened manhood against her thigh, mentally cursing the small ammount of self-control Logan had left.
'Somethin wrong?' 'Yeah, twenty minutes ago you didn't have any control over yourself. I want t'animal to take over, and i know you want it to just as bad.' 'How does a teenager get this sex obsessed?' 'Don' complain, Logan. I can still run downstairs and tell anyone still awake dat you be up here tryin' ta rape me, or dis can git interesting.'
Aiyen moved her hips so that her heat brushed against him, almost able to see the thin line of his remaining control snap. Logan let out a soft growl and rammed his erection into her slick walls, watching the look on Aiyen's face. She cried out loudly, shoving her fist into her mouth to muffle the sound. Logan pulled her hand out of her mouth, his eyes locking with hers as he growled in an almost reassuring way.
"Don't do that, I wanna hear yer screams. I wanna know yer enjoying this, squirt." He thrust powerfully into her again, making her scream again. Aiyen couldn't speak as Logan continued to thrust, just moan and squirm. Logan wasn't sure he could talk either, so he continued their little conversation telepathically. 'Ya want somethin' else down there, squirt?'
'Harder, Logan! Please, fuck me harder.'
Logan obliged, suddenly glad he'd picked up on telepathy recently. Aiyen whimpered like an injured puppy, her hips bucking to meet Logan's thrusts. His claws trailed lightly over Aiyen's body while her fingers dug into his shoulders, warm blood pooling around them. He retracted his claws and trailed his hands the rest of the way, hoping logic beat instinct this time. He wanted to mark her, and didn't see any real harm in it short of causing Aiyen more pain. Logan didn't want to scare her, so he decided against it.
Logan felt her muscles clench around his erection and started thrusting harder, smirking when her screams rang in his mind. He could barely hear her panting and moaning, the look on her face one of pure joy. Logan groaned as his smirk faded slightly, watching Aiyen's glassy eyes on the night sky. Or was it morning already? The room wasn't quite as moonlit now, but it didn't look like it was that close to dawn yet.
'Logan, what d'we do if we wake everyone up?' 'Easy, brag about it and listen to Nightcrawler's lectures about sex outside of marriage.' 'Lemme guess, t'two across t'hall do it all t'time?' 'Yeah, Red and Cyke can keep the whole mansion awake unless they all congrigate in Beast's lab.' Aiyen's weak laugh turned into an even weaker moan, she couldn't even muster up the energy to scream again. Logan groaned and collapsed next to her, feeling his healing factor take effect. 'Scoot over a bit, or are you forgetting the uses of my spirit form?'
Logan growled lightly and inched away, his eyes looking her body over. Except for a few battle scars, her body was perfect. She shrugged in his direction, sitting up and stretching. Her body was compleately repaired except for a few old scars, confusing Logan slightly. He didn't press the issue, though since Aiyen's evil smirk forced the thought from his mind.
"Bed dis time, Wolvie?" Logan growled and scooped Aiyen up, dropping her on her bed and sitting next to her. Aiyen giggled softly and forced him backwards, sitting on his chest with her back to him. "Jus' 'cause I'm new ta dis don' mean I don' know what I'm doin', you know."
"Naughty litle girl, ain't ya?" Logan said teasingly, giving her sides a good tickle. Aiyen squirmed and slapped him, getting the point across that she didn't like being tickled. "I want an explaination of yer powers, kid"
"I'll explain later, I wanna have some more fun now. I will tell you dis, i's gonna be harder ta get me off now." Aiyen's lips moved along his shaft before taking it in her mouth, her hands and tounge making him come quickly. She swallowed a bit reluctantly and continued her ministrations, being a bit of a spitter. She moaned in surprise and pleasure when Logan pulled her hips toward his mouth, lapping lightly at her wetness.
He stopped and layed her on her back when she stopped sucking him, thrusting deep inside her core again. Three hours later, they still weren't done and weren't anywhere near exausted. She hadn't been lying when she said it'd be harder to get her off, but Logan still got her to scream his name some more. He collapsed next to her an hour later, the sounds of their panting matching perfectly. Logan wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, Aiyen didn't even bother struggling to get away so she could heal. She just snuggled her back against his chest and closed her eyes, not caring that it was already 5 am.
"Je t'aime, Logan." Aiyen muttered before falling asleep, barely catching Logan mutter: "Whatever you said, Shadow. Sleep tight."
LATER THAT DAY; Downstairs
"Sounds like one of the guys is up, and it's only... 5 pm." Jubilee said, checking her watch when she heard a shower running. Five minutes later, Cyclops came downstairs in jeans and socks drying his hair with a shirt thrown over his shoulder. That set everyone to gawking, since Cyclops didn't walk around anywhere with no shirt on."What's for breakfast?" "Newsflash, it's almost dinner time!" "It is?" "Yeah, try looking at a clock more often." "Shut up, Bobby." Aiyen came downstairs a second later wearing form-fitting black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt, earning her many an appreciative look from the guys in the room. "Logan still asleep, half-pint?" Aiyen had him pinned to the wall in a second, an ademantium blade against his throat. "Shit."
"You don' have much room ta talk, Cyclops. I'll let you in on a little tip; you mention anyding you heard las' night or dat Jean told you 'bout, and you never keep dis perverted teenager up 'till all hours again." Aiyen's voice was barely above a whisper, making sure no one else heard or caught on. "I'm gonna let you go now, so you remember what I said." Aiyen sheathed her blade and stepped away, smiling warmly at Logan when he sniffed his way into the room.
"What's fer breakfast?" "Dammit! Has sex addled your brains so much that you two don't know what a clock is, or am I paranoid?!" Jean froze in the doorway, both her and Aiyen extremely red-faced. Cyclops and Logan both had smirks on their faces until they saw Aiyen and Jean blushing, then they glared at Bobby. "The whole mansion heard you guys going at it, and I must say the lot of you have stamina." "Shut yer mouth, boy, 'fore I shut it fer ya!"
"I'm going ta McDonald's, see y'all later!" Aiyen said, quickly running upstairs and grabbing 20 bucks from her stash. She ran back downstairs and grabbed Logan by the hand before he killed Bobby, dragging him outside. Jean joined them on their lunch trip, dragging a cursing, royally pissed, Cyclops by the ear.
"Let me go, Jean! I swear I'm gonna kill that boy!" "That's exactly why I'm not letting you go, Scott." "C'mon, I'll even make it quick!" "No!" "Please?" "God dammit, I said NO! You can't kill Bobby, and that's the end of it!" "I really didn't wanna hafta do this, you know." Cyclops plastered a puppy dog look on his face, the ruby-quartz glasses he wore hiding his eyes. "NO!" "Damn, it usually works."
"Does t'puppy look work on you, Logan?" Aiyen asked, plastering a more believable puppy look on her face. Her red on black eyes looked up at Logan with a sad look, and Aiyen even forced out a whimper. "Stop that!" "It works, score one for t'woman!" "Don't press yer luck, squirt." "I ain't pressin' my luck, I was jus' seein' if the puppy act worked on you."
Aiyen smirked and laced her fingers through his, feeling the slight pressure of his hand closing over hers.
Enjoy your moment of peice now, X-Men. It won't last very long.
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Author Note: **runs to take an extremely cold shower** now will you review it, please? **puppy dog face** oh yeah, and thanks to my betas Mystic Kaiba, Lillana Saffire, and Atkia. they absolutely loved it, so I hope you did as well!