X-Men
The
bed was all crumbled up. He took the blanket to straighten it. The pillow was
neatly placed on top of it. There, done.
*Plop*
He
heard the popping sound but it was to late. Before he could turn around, two
strong hands met his bare back and pushed him tumbling head down on the recently
made bed.
His
face was shoved roughly against the blanket. He couldn’t see.
Not
the grinning face with eyes sparkling of passion. Or the tail moving forward to
take his two hands in a strong grip.
His
shorts were yanked down and strange hands with just three fingers roamed over
his naked behind. He groaned, half in pain and half from pleasure as those
fingers pushed hard inside of him.
“Yes, Du magst das, nicht wahr?”
He
managed to lift his head up. He turned and looked at his capturer. A low rumble
echoed in his broad, hairy chest.
“I
like ya doin’ this!”
His
muscles swelled and with no effort he flipped the both of them over until he was
on top.
A
metallic sound hissed through the room as he extended his claws.
Huge
eyes looked up at him when he slipped them under the shirt, slicing it open,
exposing tattoos all over.
Sharp
Adamantium scratched over velvet skin without cutting it. The claws moved down
over the bulge between his legs. A harsh intake of breath was the response.
A
dangerous grin spread over Logan’s face. He let his hands with the claws fly
and before the startled sound reached his ears, his lover laid naked under him.
“You
messed up my work!”
“Entschuldigung…”
The
answer was soft and spread the smile even further over his face.
“No
excuses!”
He
lifted one of Kurt’s naked legs over his shoulder, spreading the other apart.
His eyes never left those of his lover when he entered him hard and with a
single thrust.
A
quiet whimper reached his ears, turning quickly into soft sounds of pleasure.
His pace was fast but steady, strong but loving.
Blue
hands reached up and found their grip in thick, black hair. He pulled Logan’s
head down into a kiss. Rough and demanding, full of passion muffled the kiss all
cries of rising pleasure.
Kurt’s
tail came up and pulled Logan as close at he could.
The
motion pushed his rock hard shaft even deeper inside. Feelings exploded and
shattered his body into a thousand pieces, leaving Kurt like melted ice cream on
the soft bed.
The
hands still held Logan’s head close. He saw his lover coming undone and knew
he was the reason for it.
The
thought and the muscles tightening around his cock sent him over the edge. He
swallowed down his scream and pressed his lips instead in a crushing kiss on
Kurt’s slightly trembling mouth.
Feeling
the heavy body collapse on his own let Kurt sigh in delight. His arms wrapped
around the muscle-build hot body.
He
felt the whisper more than he heard it close to his neck.
“Ya
do the bed now!”
A
light chuckle answered Logan’s request.
“Wie Du möchtest, dear!“
Translation:
Du magst das, nicht wahr?
You like
that, dont you?
Entschuldigung
Excuse me
Wie Du möchtest
As you wish