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16 September 2006 @ 01:05 am
Sneak, sneak (open to Logan and Ororo)  
Getting in Xavier's this time wasn't so easy as it was last time. The climb was by far the easiest part. Once near the hangar bay, Natasha had to circumvent the security system. It was a little more difficult than the last time, but Tasha still manages to get past it.

The tunnels were the tricky part. True to his word, Logan had gone through and done some upgrades. Still, she was a superspy and a world class athlete. This time she does break a sweat, but she blames it on the pregnancy. The lasers in the tunnel had almost gotten her, but a last second twist kept her from being fried.

She took a few moments to catch her breath after the tunnels and made her way into the mansion proper. This was the next easiest part. Sticking to the shadows, she makes her way up from the lower levels toward Logan's room. There were a few people moving about, but Natasha was as silent as a breeze and almost invisible in the shadows.

She had thought about not risking life and limb to come here, but after that damn dream she had to get laid. She had been frustrated to begin with and the dream had made it worse. Silently she curses the Registration shit as she moves through the shadows.
 
 
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Logancanadianwildboy on September 16th, 2006 08:20 am (UTC)
Being torn in two different directions was nothing new. Feeling like he had to be somewhere else and right here now was going to drive him crazy. It wouldn't be so hard on him if Natasha wasn't pregnant. With the shit going down, something primal in him needed to protect everything that belonged to him.

Frustration make it impossible to sleep, and confinement made Logan pace like an angry tiger. He wandered the halls checking doors, inhabitants and windows. On his fourth lap of the mansion, he crossed a familiar scent that hadn't been there on the first three. Maybe it was because she was in the back of his mind, but he could have sworn it was Natasha. Which shouldn't be happening.

Suspicious, with a heavy dose of horny thrown in for good measure, he retraced his steps to find out where the scent was coming from.
Natasha Romanova: Uniformed Bodyredheadspy on September 16th, 2006 08:27 am (UTC)
It doesn't take her long to get to his room. The shadows were deep and plenty this time of the night and make her goal easier to reach.

She opens the door and slips inside, surprised to find the room empty. She doesn't worry. He is in the building and will eventually return.

She peels off her uniform and slips into his bed.
Logancanadianwildboy on September 16th, 2006 08:44 am (UTC)
When the scent leads him to his own bedroom door, he stopped outside the door and shook his head. He'd told her not to make the trip through the caves under the mansion, that he'd come to her, but the woman never listened to sense in her life. For which, tonight, he was not complaining.

He opened the door quietly and stepped inside. The pitch dark of the room gave no hint there was someone making use of his bed.
Natasha Romanova: Comic Thinking 2redheadspy on September 16th, 2006 08:46 am (UTC)
"Took you long enough to follow my scent," she said softly in the darkness.
Logancanadianwildboy on September 16th, 2006 08:53 am (UTC)
"Checkin' on things as I went," he admitted. He leaned back against the door and folded his arms. His eyes adjusted quickly. Her clothes were in a heap by the bed, and the soft pale shadow of her face and shoulders glimmered in the dark. "Was thinkin' maybe I dreamed it. Maybe I wished too hard an' it was playin' tricks on me."
Natasha Romanova: Sultryredheadspy on September 16th, 2006 08:55 am (UTC)
"You missed me that much?" she asked with a touch of amusement in her voice. "Why don't you come over here and see if I'm a figment of your imagination."
Logancanadianwildboy on September 16th, 2006 08:59 am (UTC)
"Yeah, I missed ya." Too much? Was too much possible? She smelled so good. Pregnancy did that too a woman, and this one was all his.

He made no move to go to her. "My imagination played this out a little differently."
Natasha Romanova: Comic Thinking 2redheadspy on September 16th, 2006 09:03 am (UTC)
She smiled even though he probably couldn't see it.

"Is that so? Showing up in your bed naked isn't good enough?" Silently she prayed that he's not going to pull a Matt and turn her down for a tussle between the sheets. What is it with them?
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Ororo Munroe: Do tempt me - formidable Stormororo_munroe on September 17th, 2006 03:02 am (UTC)
A brown elbow slammed into the neck of a humanoid drone, immediately causing it to collapse to the floor. Red dirt and smoke immediately cleared away to reveal a calmer scenario of steel walls and floor of the Danger Room.

She hadn't been able to sleep well since returning to the mansion. And when she did, she dreamt about cages. Being locked up in a prison, locked down to an operating table, the feeling of something crawling inside her skin begging to be free.

Damn you, Tom Cassidy.

She hit the showers in the women's locker. Hardly bothered drying off before stalking back toward the upper floors of the house, the midnight hour barely concerning her with the appearance of decency.

She didn't bother flipping on any lights as she prowled through the corridors.
Logancanadianwildboy on September 17th, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)
Logan followed the tugging on his hair, lifting his head to catch Tasha's lips in a heated kiss. With all the care he was taking with her, without her realizing it, he didn't consider her loss of control. Her teeth sank into his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.

Then she bit harder.

He was surprised enough to lean back, tearing his lip from between her very insistent teeth, and yell.

"ARGH!"

The second it was out of his mouth and echoing in the room, along with a string of curses behind it, he caught the gleam in her eyes and growled menacingly, teasingly.
Ororo Munroe: Waiting in shadowsororo_munroe on September 17th, 2006 05:49 am (UTC)
That muffled yell swiftly makes her halt, ears pricking to track it toward a specific hallway. She follows it in the dark and it leads her to Logan's bedroom door.

Another nightmare? If so, he wouldn't hear her knock anyway, his nightmares being notoriously volatile enough. Uually, one of the more invulnerable X-Men tended to the job of waking him up, but as restless as she is, it's not in her to leave him this way.

She quietly tumbles the locks of his door to step through, hissing lowly. "Logan, wake up! You're having a-!!!"

Do black women turn red when dying of embarrasment? She makes a note to check on that as she continues dazed wonder.

" -A porntastic nightmare. I'm dreaming and walked into it and any minute now, Jack Bauer is going to strip for me."
Natasha Romanova: Sultryredheadspy on September 18th, 2006 07:08 pm (UTC)
The outside world apparently wasn't going to stay outside. The light flooding in from the hallway caught her attention. Using her elbows, she pulled back from Logan, their bodies slipping apart and she involuntarily hissed at the sudden loss.

Not being shy in the least, Natasha didn't make any more to cover herself. Instead of being angry at the sudden intrusion, a wicked smile appeared on her face.

"We've got company," she told Logan. "She's more than welcome to join in if she likes."
Logan: Logan 3canadianwildboy on September 18th, 2006 07:24 pm (UTC)
The lights didn't bother him, but the loss of skin contact did. Logan growled and tried to pull her back when her words penetrated the pounding of blood in his ears. "Comp'ny?"

Chest rising and falling with hard breathing, he followed her gaze to Ororo's paralyzed figure inside his room. The dim hall light falling through the open door seemed like a spotlight in the absolute darkness of his room. All he saw of Ro was the halo of white hair swirling around a dark figure. Her face was lost in shadows.

Then he looked back at Natasha. The wicked gleam in her eyes and sinful curve of her lips told him he was in deep trouble if he misinterpreted her words. Even as he realized this, her own heavy breathing brought his attention back to her breasts. He cupped one and thumbed the nipple on muscle memory alone.

"Say that again?" he rumbled, the voice coming from deep in his chest.
Natasha Romanova: Sultryredheadspy on September 18th, 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)
Natasha chuckled. "She's welcome to join us if she likes. I don't mind sharing with 'Ro."
Ororo Munroe: Do tempt me - formidable Stormororo_munroe on September 19th, 2006 12:07 am (UTC)
Ororo was sure she did not just hear Natasha say that.

Well, given all the other occurences in the Nexus, it was likely she did, but the sight of smooth pale skin, completely bare and straddled across Wolverine was arresting her senses to the point that she really wasn't listening. But tearing her gaze away from to glimpse the intent of an utterly focused Logan does absolutely nothing to quell it.

"I am sorry. I did not mean... forgive me."

Her voice is quiet and taut with strain, as she backs out of the room, into the hallway. Whether it's coalescing from her restlesness, the lingering aggression, or the frustration that's only increased since returning to the mansion, it serves to magnify the tension of all three. And there's an unwelcome coil of heat from within tantalizing her in ways she's not prepared to think about.
Natasha Romanova: Comic Thinkingredheadspy on September 19th, 2006 12:38 am (UTC)
Natasha rolled off the bed, much to Logan's displeasure, grabbed his discarded shirt and slipped it on. She went after Ororo.

"I knew you'd chicken out," she said to Ro's retreating form as Natasha stepped out into the hallway.
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Logan: Logan 3canadianwildboy on September 19th, 2006 09:01 am (UTC)
Logan Let his head fall back in resignation. First he finds a naked woman in his bed. Good thing. She's horny as hell. Better thing. She wants to fuck him into next week and come back for seconds. Best thing. It should've been a great night.

Now this. He heard their voices, shaking his head and rolling his eyes in turn at Natasha's deliberate goading. It wasn't good to be interrupted. His body still hummed in high gear, his temper swiftly shifting to anger. It jacked up a notch at the noticeable silence that he knew indicated they were doing something he wanted to watch. He remembered telling Natasha that he would get to watch if she and Ro were kissing on each other. It was non-negotiable.

Before he made it to the door, he heard the chicken clucking out of Natasha and knew she'd gone too far. Natasha's pregnant state must be giving her the amazing power of thoughtlessness. Ro's control was as delicately balanced as tightrope walker, something he knew intimately in himself. Tasha was pushing buttons all over. Someone would get hurt.

Uncaring of his nude, still mostly aroused state, he stomped through the door into the hall way, giving Tasha an exasperated glare as he chased after Ororo. Didn't the damn woman realize that Ororo could accidentally light her, and the entire mansion, up with mini lightning storm that she might live through but the baby wouldn't? He had to stop Ororo and calm her down before someone got hurt.

"Christ, yer askin' for trouble," he shot at Tasha. "Dammit, Ro, come back here!"
Ororo Munroe: Do tempt me - formidable Stormororo_munroe on September 19th, 2006 11:31 am (UTC)
She shoves thick wet hair aside and keeps walking, not trusting herself to be near Natasha at the moment. The lightning is waiting beneath her fingers -acutely felt- and she fights to tame it back as the air permeates with ozone and her own aroused emotions beneath it.

But Logan catches up to her and she can't stop the warning pushing past her lips. Thunder rumbles outside, vibrating the floor of the hallway, unwilling to subside.

"Check her, Logan, or I will. She's asking to be gagged." And the scent of anger and desire increases even more at the thought.
Logan: Logan 3canadianwildboy on September 19th, 2006 08:03 pm (UTC)
"World peace would be easier," he grumbled. "I'd spank her if it'd help. Shovin' ya both in the danger room to work it out sounds good, but the baby wouldn't survive it."

He rubbed a hand restlessly through his hair and sucked in a hard breath. A tremor promptly ran down his spine. He body was cooling down, but the lungful of Ro's scent tried to resurrect it back to fever pitch. It was enjoying a measure of success.

"C'mon." He cupped her elbow in his warm hand. "Ya shouldn't be alone right now an' I can't let ya go off in this mood." He slipped his hand down her forearm to take hers in what he hoped was a comforting hold. "Trust me, darlin'. I'll even let ya gag her if she gets out o' line."
Ororo Munroe: Dark - calculatingororo_munroe on September 19th, 2006 10:45 pm (UTC)
She holds his eyes, heavy and familiar, as his reminder of Natasha's condition succeeds in taking down her anger a level. The feel of warm calloused fingers upon her arm is what opens her focus to his own natural state, solid and powerful between the shadows that camoflauge parts of him.

A shiver of wariness and awareness threads into her skin as she tries throwing her focus elsewhere. "I will always trust you. But Natasha... " She shakes her head in frustrated confusion while allowing herself to be led by him.

"I would rather make her suffer," is the answer under her breath. Thinking about those lips beneath hers, her body unconsciously betrays the method she'd prefer utilizing to induce that 'suffering'.
Logan: Logan 3canadianwildboy on September 19th, 2006 11:01 pm (UTC)
"I hear that, darlin'." Padding quietly back to his room, he drew her with him. The momentary resistance faded just as he tightened his hand around hers. The air charged again with scent, so thick he might've bathed in it.

"Hormones are drivin' her crazy, an' she's sharin' it with me every chance she gets. If ya don't want t' stay, that's fine. You'll say it, she'll understand it, an' you can leave if ya want. Nobody's forcin' anythin' out of anybody. I just know yer gonna brood unless ya deal with it now."

Tasha was still in the doorway, and he gave her a warning look. He loved the woman, (both women, if truth be known), and she was carrying his baby, but he would not see her hurt the woman who was one of his closest friends in the name of fun.
Natasha Romanova: Comic Thinkingredheadspy on September 20th, 2006 12:00 am (UTC)
"Logan's right. I'd never force you to do anything you don't want to do." She takes a more relaxed posture and fades into the darkness of the room. "I am sorry for teasing you," she says from the comforting darkeness of the room.
Ororo Munroe: Waiting in shadowsororo_munroe on September 20th, 2006 12:44 am (UTC)
Force is not the issue, she thinks, but holds her tongue in favor of keeping the peace. The apology, she accepts. Tasha presses her buttons the way few can, not that she'll admit it.

"You push, Natasha. You tease. You challenge. What will you do when you dare too much?"

Her tone is frank. Curious. And slightly husky now within the confines of the shadowed room. She doesn't draw closer to Tasha yet, choosing to wait for the answer. Her damp skin chills in anticipation of it.
Natasha Romanova: Pointed lookredheadspy on September 20th, 2006 01:08 am (UTC)
She smiles in the darkness. She is definitely under the Windrider's skin and she enjoys it. The normally austere woman has been shaken and her control had threatened to slip.

"The Widow has never backed down, my dear Windrider. And she does not plan on starting now." Her chin tilts up in response.
Ororo Munroe: Do tempt me - formidable Stormororo_munroe on September 20th, 2006 01:32 am (UTC)
"Let's test this theory then," comes the inscrutable answer, along with the control she's accustomed to wielding back with a particularly motivated vengeance.

She uses her greater height and the nudge of her winds to press Natasha backward onto the base of the bed. She doesn't stop the smooth movements until the Widow is laid out on display for both she and Logan to see, regardless of the dark.

Thunder rumbling fiercer is the sole announcement of any predatory intent as she waits for the other to enjoy the view in his own fashion.
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