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Passion of Love: Chapter 1 - Part 1 “Left Behind” & Part 2 “Morning Sickness”
Author: Patricia Anne McCarty
Total Word Count: 1785
Author’s notes:
This is for all my Fans of my Fan Fic who have read “Daddy’s Little Girl” And have been begging me to finish it , Well I am working on that fitting it in with all the other things I need to do. Mean while, This story is How Sash Lynn Grey came to be. And other stuff too.
Warrning LOVE SENE and it may be too much for some. PG-13
This story takes place two years after a war known as “White Rain”.The war was an effort of ethnic cleansing the human race of what some viewed as a stain on humanity. Any mutation with-in the human race qualified for the action of… cleansing by death. What they didn’t know, is SOME mutants were able to survive.
Professor Charles Exavor spent most of his life trying to preserve mutant rights by educating people on what it means to be mutant. He has always taught that mutants are part of humanity and a not a threat to the human race. But his efforts seem to have fallen on death ears during the White Rain War.
Some mutants had contradicted Exavor’s teaching and stepped against the humans thus giving rise to the war. These mutants wanted to rain supreme, and rid the world of the lower life forms…the humans.
The Human formed their own fanatical group in great numbers known as The Sons of Humanity. Their followers were known as The Anointed Ones. With the help of a mysterious figure that lurked in the dark shadows called the Deliverer, the humans had developed a kind of death gas that only effected those who carried a mutant gene. But not ALL mutants fell victom to the chemical warfare.
So many lives lost, so many teams that did not return from their missions. One such team was the team Scott Summers was on. He and four other mutants were sent to survey the area known as sector 19 located on one of the Canadian Arctic Islands called White Island. Sector 19 is where the creator of the mutant weapons and head of The Sons of Humanity was believed to be, the mastermind himself, The Deliverer.
When Jean Gray Summers heard the news of her husband Scott’s death, she fell into a great depression, she wasn’t the same Jean the XMen knew and loved. She even looked different. Sad and deer eyed, full of tears still left from the night before was the face she now wore. Logan, a fellow team mate whom has always loved Jean, was there for her more than anyone else. He put his own needs on hold to take care of Jean, becoming a dear and even closer friend than before. It was during this time that Jean had fallen in love with Logan and was coming out of her depression.
Passion of Love: Chapter 1 - Part 1 “Left Behind”
Rated PG-13
One night Jean was crying alone in her room, Logan heard her and walked to her door and softly Knocked.
“Red, you ok darling?” he asked softly.
“No Logan, (sniff) I’m not.” she sobs quietly.
“Want to talk about it darling?” he asked.
“I don’t know, but I sure could use a hug right about now.” (sniff)
Logan opens the door and walks towards her, he see her sitting on her bed with a box of Kleenex and a wedding album laying across her lap . Logan sits down beside her and hugs her closely as she cries deeply and hard into his chest ,soaking his red flannel shirt with her tears of pain.
“Why?!” she asks with an angry forced tone. “I Just feel so cheated!! We were planing so much. He even wanted to have a child.” She explained as she looked up and tried to wipe her eyes dry, but the tears kept coming faster than she could dab them away. “You know, the night the professor called Scott to duty was the same night we were talking about building a family. Part of me blames the professor for Scott’s death. I feel so guilty! I hate myself!” Her voice was now shaking as she spoke.
Logan held her closely. He kissed her on the head and stroked her hair.
looking her straight in the eyes he replied.
“Red, if it would take away your pain, I would gladly trade places with Scott.”
Jean could feel his love and empathy and her heart pounded with in her chest at the sound of his words.
“Oh Logan, that is the sweetest thing I ever heard,” she said
“I met every word Jean.” he stated firmly
Logan never was one to toss words around. He’s always been a man of his word.
Jean put her arms around Logan’s neck and kissed him passionately. Softly whispering in his ear the words till now he only dreamed about. “I want you Logan.”
Logan pulled away a little surprised and he asked in a direct voice, “Look me in the eye and say that Jean. Don’t play with me, are you sure? Are you REALLY sure, ‘cause once I start, I aint gonna be able to stop darling.”
As he requested Jean looked Logan in the eyes and stated with all honesty. “Yes, I’m sure.” She closed her eyes and pulled him close to her then kissed him repeatedly. Logan’s whole body charged as if an electrical volt hit him. He felt more alive then he had ever remembered feeling before. Still, a small voice in the back of his head kept saying “no”. he could barely hear it, and soon the rushing of his own blood drowned it out completely. He kissed Jean hard and with ownership at first, then the kiss grew into a passionate inferno between the two would be lovers.
Feeling his fire was more than Jean could ignore, she soon realized that she was not going to be in control for long and let Logan take control of her.
It was unlike anything she ever felt with Scott. Logan was not a man who played games, he loved her and he was showing her in his way. It was different than she ever thought. She now knew he was able to control how much of his thoughts she was able to read. Jean thought she KNEW well his feelings for her over the years, but she didn’t see how deep and powerful they truly were… until now.
He took his time with her, exploring every inch of her with his eyes as well as his fingers. it was as if he was memorizing her intire form, burning her very image into his mind. Logan didn’t rip her clothing off as she expected. he was gentle and respectful in removing her garments. Jean found this rvery exiting, and could hardly wait to have her turn at him. Each time Logan pulled her shirt up he looked her in the eye and kissed her softly and tenderly, as if he was making sure she really wanted to be with him. A few kisses latter her shirt was comletely removed and tossed onto the floor where it laid still and out of the way. He did the same with her blue jeans leaving her green laced matching undergarments on. Logan moved in for a finial kiss and began to take off his flannel tear soaked shirt when Jean stopped him. He had anticipated she may have second thoughts about this, so he stopped and let her lead. To his surprise, Jean did NOT have second thoughts, she just wanted to be the one to remove his clothing. He smiled at the site of her in that sexy green satin laced bra and pantie set , sitting with her legs folded under her before him, her red hair flowing as she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. He could tell she was pressed to control her pace.
“It’s Ok Red, you aint gotta hold back darling, just do what you feel like doing.” he reassured her in a quite deep voice as he ran his hand up and down her side.
Jean didn’t say a word and pulled him out of his shirt only to find a white tank under shirt. She decided to follow his moves and leave that on…for now. But when she got to his blue jeans he formed a wicked grin that ran across his face as his blue eyes seemed to gleam. Jean looked up and took note of this.
“What are you grinning about you old devil?” she asked with a soft giggle.
“Devil? Me?” he said in a smoldering almost wolf like voice. “You really want to know what I’m grinning at?” he asked.
“Yes” Jean said.
“Ok, I’ll tell ya, see when you get past this belt buckle darling, you’re gonna know I don’t wear underwear.”
Jean stopped and put her hands to her face pretending to be shocked… “REALLY? Well who would have thought that?” she laughed.
He just looked at her with that same sinister grin. Then it hit her, there went her plan to follow his lead! And HE KNEW THAT.
“Well Logan, what’s a gal gonna do?” She joked as she unbuckled his belt. Logan could have “popped off” right then and there at the way she handled his belt and pulled the zipper down. “Now who’s PRESSED to control himself?” she teased with a smirk.
Suddenly Logan’s jeans seemed a bit too tight. “Oh you’re funny, aint yeah doll?” he smiled as he pulled her on top of him and laid back opening his legs and she gently settled between them. He resumed kissing her with that same passion he had been storing up for years. Jean slipped out of her bra and removed her underwear tossing them aside thinking Logan would jump out of his jeans and take her right away. But to her surprise he did not. He caress her breast with his warm hands and pulling her closer to him rolled her over on her back and kissed every inch of her with soft little kisses that felt like fluttering butterflies. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his efforts.
“mmmmmm, Logan I want to feel your skin on mine, feel your warmth”. she spoke.
Logan took off his undershirt and then his jeans. Jean opened her eyes just as he dropped his jeans onto the floor. Her eye s widened, she was NOT expecting …”that”, seems she had under estimated Logan all these years. “Oh my God, so that’s why the women are always running after you.” she thought to herself as she pulled him down onto her soft waiting skin. His hairy chest touched her the same way his kisses did. He was very careful not to put too much of his weight on her as he entered her . Slow at first was the pace, but as soon as she was use to him that changed and all his desires were strongly revealed, all night long.
Passion of Love: Chapter 1 - Part 2 “Morning Sickness”
Rated PG-13
Jean awoke the next morning to find Logan already awake and sitting on the floor in lotus position meditating. She has known of him doing this for years but had never witnessed it herself.
As she watched sitting from her bed, she thought how strong he looked and smiled at the sight.
Jean grabbed the top sheet wrapping it around her naked form and walk a sassy walk to where Logan sat nude with his eye shut and hands placed firmly, one on each knee before him.
” Hi hansom.” she whispered in his ear as she dropped the sheet and wiggled herself in to sit between his folded legs. She wrapped her arms lovingly around his neck, planting her buttock for a snug fit kissing him tenderly on the lips.
Logan didn’t brake consecration, He continued his meditation. She tried kissing him again, harder this time, still no reaction. At this point Jean felt like this was a challenge to be reckon with there by increasing her efforts ever forward, His mind was not open to her at all and when she tried to read his thoughts she got a peacefulness sense of empty bliss that compelled her to join it. Jean had never known anyone except the professor himself able to block her so completely. It was very intriguing to her. She had to give this one last shot, “He can’t be that damn good!” she tried to convince herself. Jean tried stimulating him by pressing her seat on to him, aching her back, and pressing her chest closer. “That’s GOT TO do it this time!” she grinned to herself. Still nothing, No reaction what so ever. With an irritated sigh Jean was beginning to realize it was no use and gave up.
“Well, I’m impressed Mr. Logan.” she stated rising up to leave him to finish his meditation. Seems there were more than a few things she never really understood about him. “Interesting” she thought to herself turning to leave the room, when a gruff voice spoke out at her.
“Where ya going Red?” he asked,
“i thought i go to the kitchen and cook us some breakfast, I’m kind of hungry aren’t you?” she asked as she turned to face him, slipping a piece of her red hair behind her ear.
“Yeah” he simply said rising up and walking to her with a smirk on his face. “So Red, you planning on showin’ the whole team your birthday suit darling?”
“What?, NO. of course not, I was going to grab my robe… I was…” she laughed at herself.
It was apparent to Logan that she was so caught up in trying to get his attention she had forgotten all about her robe. He looked at her stumbling over her words with one eye brow raised and that wicked grin he so well known for.
“WELL, I AM telepathic with telacanics after all you know, I don’t need to walk across the room to get my robe Logan!” she said suppressing an uprising laugh that sat somewhere between her stomach and her mouth. Oh you think your so SMART!’ she said as they chuckled together. Jean then raised her hand up to catch her robe which was now floating towards her when Logan snatched it tossing it onto the floor.
“Oh real cute Mr. now I’ll have to pick it up again…” she began, then was quickly cut off.
“Leave it.” he ordered.
Jean cocked her head and place her hands on her hips at the nerve he was now showing her, “What?” she barked
“You heard me, I said, leave it.” he stated point blank.
“I thought you said you were hungry?” Jean reminded him
He walked even closer to her till he was with in arms reach then grabbed her hand and abruptly pulled her close to him, pressing his body hard against hers.
“Oh, I am darling. Real hungry.” he stated wrapping his finger in her thick lush hair as he pull her in for a possessive kiss. She felt her knees give way to the weight of her upper body which was now being supported by Logan’s strong arm wrapped around her waist. Scott had NEVER handled her like that, she always wanted him to, but he just wasn’t the type. Her heart pounded.
Logan chuckled to himself with the feeling of conquest at her reaction. It was as he had all way thought it would be. No matter how hard she had tried in the past to hide it, she could never denie the truth he had always known was there. She was infatuated and intrigued by him. He was unlike any man she ever knew and her very soul craved his touch. Breakfast was the last thing on HER mind.
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