When they woke the next morning, Victor stretched and looked over at Logan.
"How ya feelin'?"
"All right, I guess," Logan said in a whiney tone of voice.
Victor got out of bed and walked into the bathroom rolling his eyes. He used
the toilet, brushed his teeth, washed his face and braided his hair into
one long plait and tied the end with a piece of raw hide he brought. He walked
out of the bathroom and looked at Logan. "It's gonna be a hot day. I can
feel it already."
"Yeah, me too. How 'bout a swim after breakfast, or would you rather go before?"
"Let's eat first, before it gets too hot. Heat always kills my appitite."
Victor stated.
"Yeah, it has the same effect on me. What about fish for dinner tonight?
Logan asked eagerly. "We could catch 'em as we swim! Who ever catches the
biggest, gets a prize!"
"And what might that be?" Victor asked, intreaged.
Logan shrugged one shoulder and said, "Depends on who's the winner and who's
the judge."
Victor chuckled and nodded his head. Logan went into the bathroom and got
ready for his day. He retrieved a pair of underwear and put them on. They
went to into the kitchen and started making breakfast. Logan got the frying
pan out while Victor got the eggs and the bacon and put it on the counter
by the stove, then turned and hauled down some plates.
As Logan fried up the bacon Victor set the table. He looked in the refrigerator
for some kind of jelly or preserves, but didn't find any.
"Hey, we need to get some jelly." He informed Logan.
"Okay, we'll add it to the list when we go to the grocery store." Logan said.
"If you want to, we can go after we go swimming."
They finished cooking breakfast and sat down to eat. As they ate, they made
a list of things that they wanted from the store. When they were finished,
they put the dirty dishes in the sink with soapy water and Logan started
to wash them.
"Come on, you can wash the dishes later. Let's go swimming!"
Logan laughed and headed out to the lake. He stopped on the porch and said,
"Hey Scott, want me to get you a towel?" As soon as the words were out of
Logan's mouth, he realized his mistake. With a shocked look on his face,
he turned to Victor and said, "Oh Victor, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Victor's eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared as he stared at Logan. A growl
rumble low in his chest as he walked back into the house and into the bedroom.
Logan followed, apologizing the whole way. Victor put on a pair of underwear
and walked into the living room. Just as he was about to go out on the front
porch Logan grabbed his arm and said, "Please Victor, don't leave." Victor
growled at him and slapped his face with the back of his hand, sending him
flying across the room and into the kitchen!
Victor walked out the door and into the woods determine to get away from
Logan. When he felt he was deep enough in the woods, he let his emotions
pour out. He roared and howled so loudly that it scared the animals in the
woods and they started to cry and the birds flew out of the trees! He bared
his claws and took a swing at the branches on the tree. He ripped at the
bark and tore the leaves off the branches, then broke the branches into little
sticks.
Breathing heavy from his exertion, he dropped to his knees and began to cry.
Of all the things he could have done, calling him Scott was the worst blow
of all! He knew he had been hurting from the way Scott treated him and he
was hoping that time with him would ease the transition of not being with
Scott, but it only seen to make it worse. At least, for him. Victor didn't
know how much more of this he could take. He loved Logan, and wanted to be
with him, but at times he felt the price was too high. But, it seemed that
being without him was an even higher price that he wasn't willing to pay.
He just didn't know what he was going to do.
He decided to just stay in the woods and think about it. As he sat there
a squirrel scurried by him and ran up the tree. Victor's eyes gleamed and
sparkled as he smiled and looked up at the squirrel and thought to himself,
'that looks like a good meal.' So he quietly dug his nails into the bark
and scurried up and grabbed the squirrel by the throat. Before the animal
knew what had happened, he was dead.
Victor smiled as he climbed down the tree. 'What better way of working off
your aggressions than to kill things'? he thought. That's what he was good
at; killing. So as long as there were no people around, he might as well
get dinner.
He quietly roamed the woods, sniffing the air and looking for signs that
an animal had been by recently. He came upon the trail of two rabbits. He
followed in their tracks until he had them in his sights. He hunkered down
about twenty yards from them and quietly sat and watch their movements.
As he watched, his mind drifted back to last night when Logan's thrashing
and crying woke him up. He looked over to see Logan popping his claws in
and out of his knuckles and then he sat up and buried them in Victor's spleen!
He roared in pain as Logan pulled them out and went to strike again but Victor
was too fast and grabbed him by his wrists and pinned both his arms down
above his head. He struggled hard to get free, but Victor wasn't going to
let him go until he was awake. He kept calling his name hoping to wake him
up out of his nightmare. Then he heard Logan say; 'I hate you! I hate you!'
And then as tears rolled down his cheeks, he turned and said, 'God helped
me, I love you! God Scott, why did you do this to me?'
It felt like Logan had ripped his heart out of his chest all over again.
All he he wanted was for Logan to love him. For Logan to want him the way
he wanted Logan and he didn't know what to do to get it. Victor sat for 45
minutes watching the rabbits, but not really watching them. He was trying
to figure out what to do. When the rabbits started to move, he decided that
that would be the time to attack. He got up and ran, catching them both unaware.
They let out a howl as Victor grabbed them by the throat and killed them
instantly.
He took the rabbits over to where he hid the Squirrel. He removed his underpants
and place the animals in it. He chuckled to himself, 'good thing I'm a big
man with a big ass!' He put them high on a branch away from other scavenging
animals, then decided to take a walk. It was hours before dark, and there
was no way he wanted to go and spend them with Logan. He can sit alone and
dream of Scott without him as an audience. May be he can find a book and
write 'Logan loves Scott' in the margin! Who knows? But whenever he wants,
he wasn't about to sit there and be a part of it.
The moon had already rose in the sky when Victor walked in; naked carrying
dead animals in his underwear! It was a sight to behold!
X
Logan sat on the kitchen floor as he watched Victor walk out the door and
toward the woods. He got up and looked out, but he was nowhere to be seen.
So he assumed he went into the woods, his scent was heavy in the air. Logan
walked back into the kitchen and started doing the dishes. As he started
scrubbing the plates, he began to cry. It was getting to the point where
he couldn't stand himself anymore! All he did, was whine and cry and he hated
him self for it! He also hated Scott for what he did to him. Turning Logan,
Mr. 'The Best At What I Do' into a sniveling, whining, child! He would never
forgive him for that. Suddenly, he felt liberated!
He was ready to get back to where he was before. Being strong, self-sufficient,
confident and independent. After he finished the dishes, he went into the
bedroom, got dressed, made the bed and sat at the kitchen table and wrote
a note. He wrote to Victor that he was going to the store and that he would
be back soon. He took the list and got into his truck and drove away from
the cabin.
It took him about half an hour to get to town. Once there, he pulled into
the parking lot of the grocery store, got out, went in, grabbed a buggy and
began shopping for everything that was on the list and a little bit more.
He wanted to get something special that said 'I'm sorry' to Victor. The last
thing he wanted to do was alienate the one person who gave a shit about him
and he would do whatever he had to to make this greivious error right. He
took his time shopping, going up and down the aisles trying to figure out
what Victor might like. They had steak at home. He thought maybe chicken
or pork then, he came upon a roast. It was one of the most beautiful pieces
of meat he had ever seen. He quickly grabbed it and put it in the cart. Then,
he went over to the produce aisle and got 'Yukon Golden Potatoes', carrots,
green beans, sweet onion, and a bay leaf. He then went through and looked
around for other things. He bought a regular deck of cards so they can play
a card game to pass the time. He checked off each item on his list as he
got it.
After he was done shopping he went to the gas station to fill up his truck.
He wished he brought the drum can for the generator but, he figured, 'next
time.' After the gas station he drove back to the cabin, afraid Victor might
be waiting for him. When he got there he found a cabin empty. There was no
sign that Victor had returned. So he carried in the groceries and put them
away.
Then he stripped off his clothes and went to the lake to catch that night's
dinner. He swam around looking for fish. One swam by him and he unsheathed
his claw and skewered it. He went to to the surface close to the edge of
the lake and threw the fish on the bank, he watched as it flopped around
on the grass, then layed still. He went back under the water and found another
fat fish and skewed it in the same fashion. After he caught four fish, he
went up on shore and sat.
He took the fish in the cabin put them on a plate and set them in the refrigerator,
then went and got a cigar and sat back outside. He lit it, but kept one ear
open, listening for Victor's return. When the sun started to go down he got
the grill ready, put the fish in aluminum foil and got the vegetables ready,
and cooked dinner. Dinner was complete when the sun set. Logan set the table
and got everything ready for Victor's return. When Victor didn't return,
he sat down and ate his meal alone.
After dinner, he went back outside and smoked another cigar. The breeze blowing
was cool on his skin and he sighed. He told himself he was not going to cry!
That was over! He'd had just about enough of his cry- baby ways. He didn't
care what Victor did to him or how he punished him, he just wanted him home!
He got the deck of cards and opened them and played a game of solitaire.
One game turned into five. He was getting ready to start the sixth when the
door open and in walked Victor, naked and carrying his underwear with what
looked like dead animals in it!
He walked over to Logan and threw his underwear on the table. "Here." he
said, "I caught 'em, you can clean 'em." Victor walked into the bathroom
and grabbed a towel and headed for the lake. He threw the towel on the bank
and waded in to the water. He swam in the cool water, letting it cool his
body and his mind.
Logan came out and called to Victor, "Mind if I join you?"
"Yeah I do. I'd rather be alone." He answered as he swam around the lake.
" Please Victor?"
"I said no. Go clean the animals that I caught and leave me alone."
There was something about the tone of his voice that told Logan not to push
him. So with slumped shoulders and a bowed head, he went into the cabin and
took the animals to the side of the cabin and began to clean them. He skinned
them and gutted them and got them ready to be cook.
After about 45 minutes Victor felt refreshed enough to come out. He wrapped
a towel around his waist and went in to the cabin to retrieve a cigar. He
went back out and sat on the bench and lit his cigar. He sat back and let
the air dry him as he enjoyed the smoke. Logan went over and sat down next
to him and said, "What do you want done with the skins?"
"I don't care," he said shrugging his shoulders. "You can give them to your
girl, she might like 'em and could make something out of 'em. Or you can
do what ever you want with 'em, I don't care. I don't want 'em."
Logan reached out his hand and touched Victor's thigh. "I'm glad you're home.
I missed you. Are you hungry?"
"No. Take yer hand offa me Logan or I'm going to take it off! And believe
me, you ain't gonna like it!" He growled. "Now get the hell away from me
before I throw you away from me!"
With a quivering lip, Logan got up and walked into the cabin. He thought
about playing another game of solitaire, then decided against it. He went
into the bathroom and took a cool shower. He stayed in there for about half
an hour and then got out. When he came out of the bedroom, he had on a pair
of underwear and a t-shirt. Victor had on the same kind of clothes and was
sitting at the kitchen table, eating his dinner. When he finished, he put
his plate and utensles in the sink, then began playing solitaire. One look
at him, told Logan he was not welcome. So he went into the living room and
sat down in one of the easy chairs.
He picked up a dog eared version of Gone With The Wind and opened it. He
read the first paragraph about four times before he shook his head, threw
the book down on the table and went to bed.
Victor waited an hour before he went into the bedroom. He made a beeline
for the bathroom and then he came out and got into bed. He looked over at
Logan to see if he was asleep yet, his breathing was regular, but Victor
didn't think he was asleep.
"I'm sorry, Victor." Logan whispered.
"Shut up and go to sleep!" Victor demanded.
Logan sighed and nodded his head, then rolled over and close his eyes. He
knew that it was going to be a very long night. Victor also rolled over.
He thought to himself, 'If Logan had another nightmare, he was going to sleep
on the couch! He can work out his own bad dreams.' And he certainly didn't
feel like being a pin cushion for Logan's claws again tonight!
X
The nightmare started again that night, but Victor was ready for them. He
had kept one ear opened just in case. When Logan started to thrash around
and moan he sat up, pinned his arms and called his name repeatedly until
Wolverine opened his and spoke to him.
"Are you O.K.?" Sabretooth question.
"Yeah, I'm alright." Wolverine answered.
"what's your name?"
"Logan."
Victor nodded his head and let go of Logan's arms. "Another bad one, huh?"
"Yeah, I think so. It really didn't have the chance to get started. Or if
it did, I don't remember." Logan replied.
Victor nodded his head and said, "C'mere runt." He pulled Logan into his
arms and held him. He kissed the top of this head and stroke his hair cooing
soothing words. "It'll be O.K.. Shhh, I'm here. I won't let anything happened
to you. And no one'd dare touch you as a long as I'm around!" Victor promised.
Logan wrapped his arms tighter around Victor's chest. "Easy, we don't want
any more broken ribs!" Victor teased.
Logan gasped and took his hands off the Victor. "Oh God, I'm sorry. I'm so
sorry about everything!"
"Are you? Then proved it!" Victor said, his eyes sparkling with his lust.
He pulled Logan up to eye level and kissed him. He allowed Logan to shred
his clothes off with his claws. Then laying back, he took Logan's head and
put it down in his lap.
"Say my name." Victor said, just as Logan was about to take his cock into
his mouth.
"Victor. Your name is Victor." Logan answered, then took the head of his
cock into his mouth.
Victor pulled it out and said, "Again, what's my name."
"Creed. Your name is Creed. Victor Creed." He said as he licked the pre-cum,
off of Victor's cock.
He let Logan have at him, pumping his cock in and out of Logan's mouth. He
was enjoying it as he fucked Logan's mouth hard, but he stopped and pulled
his swollen dick out of Logan mouth. Logan moaned and looked up questioningly.
Victor's eyes remained closed, his head thrown back, so Logan started back
to work on Victor's cock. Victor grabbed a handful of Logan hair on the top
and yanked up.
"What's my name?" Sabretooth demanded, snarling in his face.
" Sabretooth. Your name is Sabretooth. Or, Victor Creed. You go by many names,
but I'll never call you the wrong one again!" Logan promised.
He turned his attention back on Sabretooth's cock. He licked and sucked it
leasurely. Taking his time, enjoying every bit of it from the taste, to the
texture, to the length. He licked and sucked his balls, the shaft, and head
until Creed couldn't take it anymore and demanded his release. Logan gladly
obliged and sucked, and nipped, and licked Creed's cock until it exploded
in his mouth. He let the cum run out of his mouth and down his chin and chest.
Holding it by the shaft, he rubbed the head over his lips and around his
mouth. He licked and kissed all the cum off of his head, shaft and balls,
then looked up at Sabretooth and smile.
Victor smiled back at him and caressed his face and gruffly moved a lock
of hair out of his face.
"Thanks babe." Victor said as he snuggled down into his pillow.
Logan looked at him with a shocked, questioning look on his face as Sabretooth
closed his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Logan asked.
"What's it look like? I'm going to sleep." Victor replied.
"But, but what about me?"
"Look babe, I'm tired. I had a hard day and wanna go to sleep. So shut up
and let me. If ya have to, beat off, just be quiet about it." Victor said,
closing his eyes and turning his back to Logan. Logan moved into Victor,
wrapping his arm around his waist, he began stroking Victor's cock as he
pushed his own erection insistently into Victor's ass cheek.
"Go to sleep Logan or I'll go out to on the couch." Victor threatened. "And
if I have ta do that, I'll be very angry!"
Logan whined, but stopped pushing his hard on into Victor. Logan kissed Creed's
back and said, "I'm sorry." Again. Victor just nodded his head and soon was
softly snoring. Logan let out an exasperating sigh and decided to join him.
He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep. When sleep finally claimed him,
he had no dreams; good or bad.