Series: No Greater Love
Title: Reconciliation
Author: Sasha
Summary: The boys go back to the beginning.
Rating: NC-17 for language, graphic m/m sex
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein, not mine, yadda yadda, Marvel, blah, blah, I receive nothing but feedback and the enjoyment of writing the story.
Author�s note: Story switches between Logan and Kurt�s pov, this time starting with Kurt
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Logan and I talked for a long time that day. I was finally able to allay most of his fears and he was able to do the same for me. Both of us have been around long enough to know that it is difficult to go back to being just friends once you have taken the next step, so we were left with one question.
What now?
I was extremely happy when he chose not to let this affect our friendship, but that still left me in the precarious position of wanting more from him than he might be able or willing to give me.
I knew what I wanted from him so after dedicating a lot of time and effort on pleading my case, I eventually wore him down and got him to agree to at least give me a chance to show him a relationship between two men, namely us, could be good and things got better after that.
As of today we have been dating, in secret, for four months. Since we weren�t sure if this would even last, we thought it best for the others not to know. I already knew I was on shaky ground and I didn�t want to have the additional strain of opposition to us dating to destroy our chances of having a good relationship before it could even get off to a good start.
And I am in Hell.
Now don�t get me wrong. I knew that Logan wasn�t ready for that kind of scrutiny yet. He�s a private man and to be perfectly honest I wasn�t ready to come out either.
That�s not the problem.
I am extremely satisfied with the way our relationship has been progressing.
But that�s not the problem either.
The problem, the reason for my suffering has to do with the physical part of our relationship. It took a lot of time and patience to get Logan relaxed enough to accept even gentle touches from me without jumping or jerking away every time I did it. Once we got past that hurdle, I eased him into kissing. Once I got him there, things progressively grew more and more heated between us until even the slightest touch could result in a hot and heavy make out session. But every time I thought he was ready for more, he�d get nervous and put a stop to what we were doing.
We�ve been having a lot of close calls between us lately and I sometimes wish he could remember our one time together so he wouldn�t be so skittish about it.
Or maybe I was a little hasty. Because right now I�ve got my tongue down his throat, shirts off, and my hands on the fly of his pants. And this time he�s not pushing me away or making any move to stop me. This time I manage to unzip the pants and I struggle to push them past his hips when I hear the Professor in my head calling for all of his X-Men.
I growl and rest my head on his shoulder, breathing hard.
I�m torn between finishing what we�ve started or going downstairs but the decision is taken from me as my boyfriend moves from underneath me, straightens himself out then tosses me my shirt.
�Let�s go elf. I�ll make it up to you later.�
Later.
Right.
At this rate I�ll be lucky if my dick doesn�t explode first.
*****
I�ve got to give it to Kurt. I wasn�t too keen on this whole dating thing but he can be pretty persuasive when he wants to be. And the man has the patience and temperament of a saint. There have been so many times in the recent past that I wanted to take the next step in our physical relationship, but I didn�t because I am afraid. I think Kurt believes we haven�t done it yet because that level of intimacy with another man terrifies me.
He�s only half right.
While I am scared of taking that next step, what I�m really concerned about is whether or not I will be able to please him. I got over most of my gender issues a while back. Knowing Kurt is the only man who gets to me this way helped a lot with coming to terms with these feelings. I just wish I could remember what happened that night so I can have some idea of what to expect, what to do, and what he likes. I pride myself on being the best at what I do, but right now I�m on uncharted territory. I thought about asking him for details about that night but I just couldn�t bring myself to do it.
But I don�t think I have to worry about disappointing him anymore. Especially not when he has his tongue down my throat, and I�m so hot for him that my lack of knowledge and experience no longer matter to me. And when he starts tugging at my pants I lift my hips off the bed to help him when I hear Chuck in my head asking me to come downstairs.
I sigh, letting my head thump against the pillow, and I try to control my breathing as I realize this is going to have to wait.
We get to the conference room and I sit as far away from the elf as possible so he can come down and I can actually concentrate on what�s said. I know he hasn�t said anything but I know that our stunted attempts at sex have him on edge and close proximity to me right now would not be good. I don�t want to be down here anymore than he does but, unlike my furry little friend, I know that the sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can get back. As it is, we almost got caught. We were the first ones in the room when he decided a great way to pass the time until the others got here would be to slam me against the wall and try to suck my brains out through my mouth. I just barely managed to shove him away in time before a couple of the others walk though the door. Then he has the nerve to glare at me like all of this is my fault as I start to chuckle at his dazed expression and behavior.
Personally, I think if we get interrupted one more time the man just might become homicidal.
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I hear laughter and turn to glare at the source.
Logan.
It figures. The fucker is always laughing at me at the wrong time. That�s alright though. When we get back from this mission, ready or not, we are going to have sex.
If I wasn�t so on edge all the time I might be able to look at the situation in a better light.
I wish the others would hurry up and get here. If I can�t have Logan anytime soon I think I�ll cry.
*****
The meeting starts and Charlie gives us the usual �save the world� assignment with us going against a nameless group of people. We get there, do what has to be done, but towards the end of the mission I see a dart of some kind go out towards Jean so I push her out of the way and it ends up hitting me instead. When things calm down a bit, we do a little investigating. Turns out this was a plot by some nameless government agency with the express goal of testing some experimental drug on mutants. We don�t have the option of staying to further investigate, but we do manage to snag some paperwork and computer files before we go.
On the plane ride back I start to feel funny and I guess it must show because now I�ve got everybody asking me if I�m alright. We land the jet in the hangar and I remember trying to tell everyone I�ll be fine after I lie down for a while and shake off the effects of whatever I got shot with. Then my knee buckle, my vision narrows, and I see the floor rush towards me. Then I remember nothing.
*****
I�ve been sitting next to Logan for close to two hours now and he�s finally showing some sign of regaining consciousness. He lifts his arms, rubs his hands over his face and through his hair before he opens his eyes to look at me.
�Hey. What happened?�
For some reason his voice sounds huskier than usual and not in an I-just-woke-up kind of way. It�s got more of a sexual quality to it that only I would recognize. Right now my mind is replaying a couple of instances when he�s spoken like that. I start to feel guilty because he just woke up, something could be terribly wrong with him, but for some reason I find myself with thoughts and urges I shouldn�t be having right now. What I should be thinking about is welfare.
�You passed out about two hours ago. I was worried about you. How are you feeling now?�
�I don�t know. Help me sit up a second.�
He holds my right hand as I use my left arm to support his body weight as I get him into a sitting position.
I feel his hand tighten in mine and hear him groan so I look up at his face.
�Kurt, something�s wrong. I feel funny.�, he says. Then he opens his eyes to look at me and I gasp as twin bolts of shock and desire run through my body at what I see. His eyes are gold.
*****
I wake up in the med lab with Kurt at my side. I ask him what happened and as he talks I can smell the faint hint of his arousal in the air. As he helps me to sit up, I know that something is still wrong with me. I�m hot. I can�t think straight. I open my eyes to tell Kurt and I can see something throw him at the same time that I notice the smell of his arousal just got stronger. For some reason, my focus is more on that, and it�s suddenly very important to me that I touch him.
I still have his hand in mine so I use it to draw him closer to me, so that he stands between my legs, as I wrap that arm around my back. I let go and put my hands on his waist to pull him even closer still.
�Logan, what are you doing?�, I hear him hiss as I lean towards his shoulder to breathe deeply, taking in his scent, taking in him.
*****
�Logan, the others should be here shortly your need to��
The words die on my lips as he pulls down the collar of my to give my neck a little lick.
I don�t know what�s going on with Logan right now, but I�m beginning to like it. It�s a big turn on to see him take the initiative for once.
In the back on my mind though, thoughts of us getting caught by our teammates slowly filter through my mind and I think about stopping this. I think about making a move away from him and I try to think of what I can say before the others walk in and give us the third degree.
That is until he speaks again.
�Ich will dich.�
/ I want you./
Those words stop me in my tracks and my mind goes numb as he continues to speak to me, in between kisses, nips, and licks on the side of my neck slowly making his way towards my jawbone.
�Ich will nur dich, niemand anders.�
/ I don't want anyone else but you./
�Lass uns nach oben gehen.�
/Let us go upstairs./
�Okay.� I can hear myself say but I vaguely register that agreement as he breaks away from my jaw to devour my mouth with a searing kiss. Between his unexpected assault on my senses, his searing kiss, and the heated word in my mother tongue still emerging from his mouth, it�s no wonder that I don�t notice the entrance of our friends.
That is until I hear something metallic strike the ground followed by a �My stars and garters� from Hank. Until I hear a couple of gasps from Storm and Jean I assume and a �Holy Fuck� from Scott.
All this time Logan hasn�t stopped a thing. Actually he just turns up the heat a little talking his dirty little words in German as he pulls at my shirt.
�Du erregst mich. F�hl mich, Geliebter. Mach, dass ich dir geh�re.�
/ You excite me. Feel me my love. Make me yours. /
It just makes me realize that we�ve been down here too long.
�Lass mich zusehen, wenn du mich nimmst. Sieh zu, wie ich die Kontrolle
verliere. Mach, dass ich dich um ein wenig mehr anflehe, bettele und
bitte. �
/ Let me watch as you use me. Watch me fall apart under you. Make me beg, plead and ask for you to give me just a little bit more. /
And if we don�t get out of here soon, our friends our going to see a lot more of us than they were bargaining for.
�Nimm mich hart. Mach, dass ich mich unterwerfe. Nimm mich, und wenn es
endet, dr�ck mich an dein Herz.�
/ Ride me hard. Make me submit. Claim me, and then when it ends, hold me close to your heart. /
So I grab him by the back of his head and pull him back so I can speak to him.
�Logan, ich werde dich in die Bewusstlosigkeit bumsen.�
/ Logan, I am going to fuck you into unconsciousness./
I say halfway expecting shock to cross over his features. But he just gets this sultry little smile, that makes me wonder if he knows how close to the edge he�s pushed me, and he responds.
�I hoffe doch.�
/ I certainly hope so./
*****
He teleports us out of the med lab before the others can collect themselves enough to start questioning us, but his accuracy, like his concentration, is a little off and we end up just outside his bedroom. I figure it probably has something do with all that blood rushing to his dick. I don�t have time to wonder because he�s got me up against the door, working his way into my pants, and I fumble for the door knob, thankful, once again, that I don�t wear underwear. I get the door open and I drag him in, closing and locking the door along way. He gets my pants around my knees and I get his open and pushed just below his ass. I guess his patience must have run out though because he breaks away from me, turns me towards the door, and uses the fingers from one hand to stretch and prepare me a little as he uses the other hand to lube his cock.
He withdraws his fingers and I feel the head prod against my hole and I push back a wanting him in. I hiss as he enters me in one swift stroke, then I moan as he pounds in and out of me, hitting my prostate almost every time. He wraps his hand around me, stroking me in rhythm to his thrusts. I can feel my balls tighten as I feel him become impossibly harder inside me. I growl as he bites down on my shoulder and I feel him coat my insides with liquid fire. Just the smell of it has me coming hard against the door.
*****
I slump against his back breathing hard. That was intense. I just wish that I wouldn�t have been so desperate, that I could have held out longer. Next time though�. Before I can finish that thought, Logan turns to face me and places a soft kiss on my lips before he guides my body towards the floor. His face is near my crotch. I see his nostrils flare as he takes in our combined scent and I feel a flicker of renewed desire. He moves lower and begins to bathe my thighs, my hips, and the lower half of my abdomen with his tongue, always coming close but never quite touching me where I most want him to. I start to scream but it turns into a strangled whimper, my hands diving into his hair, as he takes all of me into his mouth. He licks and sucks me to hardness before he let�s me go and I let out a grunt in protest until I see him crawl up my chest and position my aching cock at his entrance.
The first time took the edge off our passion but even though we started out a little slower, we quickly pick up speed, and neither one of us manages to last much longer than the last time.
The rest of the night continues much the same way until exhaustion claims us and we lie in a tangle of limbs on the bed we finally managed to make it into. Like last time Logan is out before I am but this time he will remember. I idly trail my hand up and down his back as I wind the rest of the way down. Eventually sleep claims me.
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