It was a quiet moan and a slight jerk of Logan’s body that woke Marie from a deep sleep. Instantly awake, Marie raised herself up on one elbow and peered down at Logan’s face. Hearing him cry out softly, Marie lightly cupped his cheek, turning his face towards hers.
“Logan. Logan, wake up,” Marie murmured, running her thumb along his pronounced cheekbone. “Yer havin’ a bad dream, sugah. Wake up.”
Rather than waking up, Logan moaned and attempted to pull away from Marie. Not willing to allow Logan to withdraw into himself, Marie wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling Logan closer. She held him tightly, murmuring comforting words in his ear as she attempted to wake him up.
“Marie, what’s going on?” Kurt asked, his voice thick with sleep.
Marie gave her brother a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry ‘bout it, Kurt. Logan’s just havin’ a bad dream. Just go back t’ sleep. Ah’ve got everythin’ under control.”
Kurt seemed a little apprehensive about it, but laid his head back down on the pillow he had pilfered from a store in a town they had passed a few days back and shut his eyes.
“Logan, wake up,” Marie murmured, leaning over him and smoothing her fingers through his hair.
All that Logan did was attempt to pull away from her again, mumbling quietly under his breath. “No. Please.... Please don’t. No. Please.... No. No.... NO!!”
Logan sat up with a jolt, his claws springing free from their human sheathes. He was gasping in huge lungfuls of air, his eyes wide and unblinking. With gentle words and a great deal of coaxing, Marie was able to get him to retract the lethal claws.
“Easy there, sugah. It’s all right. Yer safe now,” Marie murmured in his ear, stroking his chest lightly with one hand. “Just relax. Breathe deep.”
It wasn’t the first time that Logan’s night had been interrupted by a horrifying nightmare. In the week that had passed since their escape from Erik and his minions, this was the fourth night that Logan had been woken by a nightmare.
During the day, the three of them trudged through the rugged landscape, finding a safe place to sleep at night. Kurt had zapped himself into a department store one night and got them some necessary supplies including clothes and boots for Logan as well as warm blankets, pillows and backpacks to carry them during the day. Even though she was against stealing, Marie understood the necessity of it in their situation.
Food was something they didn’t have to steal. Logan had grown up as a hunter and still retained the skills he had once used to track down at kill rabbits and other small mammals. Thankfully, it was still early enough in the year-- mid-May according to Kurt --that the temperatures weren’t that cold. The only time they got really cold was at night, but blankets kept them warm. Marie also had the added advantage of sleeping with Logan’s arms wrapped around her.
Except for the nights that Logan suffered from the horrendous nightmares that ravaged his mind.
Those were the nights that it was Marie holding Logan, comforting him as much as she could. On nights such as that, Marie would hold Logan tightly, soothing him with her hands and her body.
“So real,” Logan whimpered, burying his face against her throat. He held her tightly by the waist, refusing to let her go. “Can’t make myself remember that it’s not. That it’s over. That we’re safe.”
“We are safe,” Marie reminded him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
Rolling them over, Logan pressed himself over Marie, allowing their bodies to come into complete contact. Logan was a very physical person. On their second night free, Logan had told Marie straight out that he knew he wasn’t as smart as most guys.
“It don’t bother me much,” Logan had told her. “‘Cause I know that if I can’t make you understand what I’m tryin’ to say, I could do something that would make you understand. Like loving you. To me, the words mean shit unless there’s something there to back them up. Hell, I’m not even talking ‘bout worshipping your body to prove that I love you-- don’t get me wrong, I love doing that. To me, just sleeping next to you means I love you. That I trust you enough to let you near me when I’m that vulnerable. I’m not big on people bein’ near me when I sleep, but it just comes natural with you, ya know?”
Those words had left Marie in tears which had scared the hell out of Logan who thought he’d said the wrong thing.
“Aww shit. I knew I’d fuck it up,” Logan cursed, running his fingers through his unruly spikes. “Please don’t cry, Marie. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”
Cupping Logan’s cheeks in her hands, Marie pressed her lips against his in a kiss that was both tender and intense at the same time. “Ah love ya too, sugah,” Marie whispered breathlessly when she finally pulled back.
The smile that had appeared on Logan’s face at her words had lit up his entire face.
“Ah love ya, sugah,” Marie murmured against his shoulder and Logan nestled himself comfortably between her thighs.
Almost absently, Marie heard the trademark pfft! that heralded her brother’s departure. After a week, Kurt had learned to leave after Logan awoke from one of his nightmares. He didn’t seem to mind the fact that he had to leave his comfortable spot for someplace farther away and, undoubtedly, colder. He knew that Logan needed to feel close to Marie after one of his nightmares and the two of them making love was the most primal and intimate way to do that.
Logan kissed her then. His lips claiming hers as his own. Marie snaked her arms around Logan’s neck in order to cup the back of his head and pull his face closer to hers. Logan didn’t protest in the least. Instead, combed his fingers through her hair, lifting her head from the ground in order to get a better angle to kiss her with. It wasn’t long before Marie could feel Logan’s erection pressing against her inner thigh through the clothes that separated their skin.
His lips never leaving hers, Logan ran one hand down the side of her body, tracing her curves with his fingertips. Marie couldn’t contain the moan that made its way from the back of her throat as he traced the outline of a puckered nipple with the tip of his index finger. He cupped her entire breast then, the pad of his thumb brushing over the hard nubbin.
Finally, Logan released her lips and began tracing a path with his lips down to her breasts. All that Marie could do was moan and writhe beneath him, her fingers still buried in his thick hair. He divested her of her shirt along the way, placing several open mouthed kisses on her flesh.
Even as his lips fastened onto her nipple, Marie could feel Logan pulling down the zipper of her jeans. His fingers delved inside, bypassing her panties in search of her sopping core. When he felt how wet she was, a low growl escaped Logan’s throat. It wasn’t long before Marie found herself divested of her pants as Logan’s continued their journey downward. Marie nearly screamed as Logan’s tongue twirled around her clit.
“Mmmm.... Logan,” Marie moaned, her fingers digging into his scalp as she guided his head down further so that it lapped over her entrance. “Logan, please....”
Logan used his tongue to suck up all the juices that were pouring from Marie’s core. He had her writhing and moaning as he slid his tongue into her entrance, his nose brushing against her clit as he did so.
“Loooooggaaaannnn....” Marie moaned as she felt herself topple over the edge of her first orgasm.
Before Marie had even come down from her high, Logan was looming over her. Sometime during the process, Logan had unfastened his own pants so that his erection jutted proudly from his body. It took only a tiny bit of maneuvering on both their parts to get Logan out of his clothes as well.
With a lazy smile on her face, Marie reached down and wrapped her small fingers around his shaft. She heard Logan moan and watched as his eyes rolled back in his head. She began stroking him up and down, her thumb brushing over the slit on the head repeatedly until she had Logan growling almost non-stop.
Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Marie guided his shaft to her soaked entrance. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Marie pulled his lower body flush against hers, driving him in to the hilt. Both of them cried out as they joined, though neither’s scream got any further than the inside of the other’s mouth.
The two fell into an easy rhythm. It was very slow and languid at first seeing as how neither was in a hurry to reach completion. Within a few minutes, however, there was almost a fierceness to their thrusts. Marie had her legs wrapped tightly around Logan’s waist, pulling him into her as her nails dug into his back deep enough to draw blood.
Marie could feel the first flutters of her orgasm at right about the same time she felt Logan’s thrusts become shorter and quicker, a sure sign that he was about to come. Trailing her mouth down along his cheek to his throat, Marie began to suck on Logan’s jugular. She could hear him moaning, but he didn’t come until she lightly bit into his flesh. Logan roared then, his seed spilling deep into her core at the same moment Marie went spiraling into her own orgasm.
The two of them lay wrapped in each other’s arms afterwards. The sweat from their bodies melded them together so that it was as if they were a single being. As Logan pulled the blanket up around them so that it was covering their shoulders, Marie brushed a kiss against his forehead.
“Think ya’ll be able t’ sleep now, sugah?” Marie murmured, pressing her cheek against his damp hair.
Logan mumbled something that Marie couldn’t quite decipher and snuggled deeper into her arms. Tilting her head a bit, Marie could see that his eyes were shut and that the almost steady rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was drifting off to sleep. Curling her body more protectively around his, Marie allowed herself to relax as well. She knew that she would probably be sore in the morning considering how wide her thighs were spread around Logan’s hips, but, at the moment, it didn’t matter to her. It was only a minor thing, especially compared to the amount of comfort she had given Logan in those few minutes. Besides, she knew that he wouldn’t hesitate to let her borrow a little bit of his healing abilities in the morning.