Ororo and Logan came to a patch of woods and Storm tapped his shoulder signalling him that this was their stop.
She climbed off of the bike and grabbed Logan's hand so she could lead him throught the forest. On the other side of the dense group of trees was a beautiful clearing. The clearing formed a circle, beautiful green grass surrounded a small lake that was bordered by a beautiful display of flowers from jasmins to daisies.
The moon cast a reflective image in the pool of water and also cast a romantic light on the evening.
Ororo cleared her throat and Logan brought his attention back to her and away from the nature that was as much of a part of his soul as the beautiful Goddess that stood beside him.
Wow 'Ro it's..."he looked up at Storm's face and the clearing seemed to be no more then a blank canvass compared to her magnificance, "Breathtaking."
He was awarded by a shy, yet dazzling smile, and was struck by how insignificant that one word was in comparison to her.
Storm spread a blanket on the cool grass and began to place all of the items of their meal on it. Logan sauntered over to her and helped her with the preperation.
When all of the food was done and they began to eat, a welcoming silence covered them and with slight use of her power, she cleared the clouds from the sky so they could shine down on them in all of their brilliance.
"How did you ever find this place?" Logan asked from where he lied eating an apple by her side.
She looked over to him at his question and once her eyes fell upon him lost all thought. He looked so perfectly at home and relaxed there. The moon's beams caressed him like a lover, making him look to the world like a statue, for no human could be that perfect. And as some juice from his apple escaped his lips and slowly dribbled down his chin, Storm felt torn between envying the tongue that came out to lick away the sweetness, and desire for that tongue to twine with her own.
He appeared to be at least fifteen years younger then he normally seemed.
The lines of life had been ebbed away by nature and although she had never called or even considered a man beautiful before, in that instance it was the closest word she could find to describe him.
He was looking at her questioningly and with a start she realized that she had not only been staring at him but floating as well. She lowered herself back to the ground and then shyly began to pick at the quilt in embarassment as she answered.
"I've just had me, myself, and I for as long as I can remember and so when I first came to the institute it was quite a shock to now be surrounded by so many people, and so when ever I was overwhelmed I would come here. It was just a lake the first time I came here, but I started planting and tending to it, and now..."
she let the sentence trail off. Logan looked at her with new wonder and once again questioned what he had done as to be so lucky as to have her in his life.
The evening drifted onwards with quiet conversation and a tour of the grounds, Ororo taking great pleasure showing Logan her work and teaching about the various plants and flowers that surrounded him.
Unfortunately it was beginning to get late and with a heavy heart Storm suggested that maybe they should get ready to leave. Logan nodded and Storm collected all of her belonings before once again climbing onto the back of Logan's bike. The bike came to a halt in front of the school and after Logan climbed off of it he stood to find himself toe to toe with Ororo. The tension was thick and with a step forward Logan grabbed Storm around the waist and drew her body to his own. Her arms and hands moved and caressed the hot form and tried to pull him yet closer to her starving body.
Unbeknownst to them two jealous eyes looked on.
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