Just fucking make up your mind. Logan said it in a
Its not that simple, Scott replied.
Sure it is.
Theres a lot to consider before
Fuck that. Theres bugger all to consider. Voice
rising now as he continued. Just one thing. One
question. Do you want her or dont you? If you do,
ask her. If you dont, stop jerking her and the
rest of us around.
Scott opened his mouth to reply again, but Charles
stepped in before he could. I agree with Cyclops.
Logan looked up, surprised, as if hed forgotten that
he and Scott were not the only people in the room.
This is not an easy decision and not one to be made
precipitously, the professor continued.
Youre making this too simple, Ethan Leeds chimed
in, agreeing with the other two. Its often one of
your strengths, Logan. You know how to unloose the
Gordian knots you manage to cut through unnecessary
complexity and see the simple solutions.
Unnecessary bullshit, you mean.
Ethan smiled. That, too. But not all complexity is
bullshit, and this time I think the problem is more
complex than you are recognizing.
Professor Xavier nodded. Cassandra has powers that
are potentially of great benefit to the team. On the
other hand, we have other factors to consider before
we offer her a place on the X-Men.
What other factors?
Morale. Unit cohesion, Scott answered, calmly, in
spite of the belligerent tone in which Logan had asked
the question. Her powers are useful to us, but
theyre also unsettling to the team. I dont know
that the rest of them are going to accept a precog who
only predicts catastrophes.
And theres Cassandras emotional state to consider,
as well, Ethan Leeds weighed in. Shes still
dealing with the trauma of what happened in Vermont.
Cassandra is still adjusting to the huge changes shes
undergone in the past year. Shes working on coming
to terms with the loss of her livelihood and home in
Washington, working on developing a new view of
herself, reflected by her new name. Shes still not
entirely comfortable with her mutant status
altogether. Obviously I cant go into details, but I
know its no surprise to anyone in this meeting that
shes an emotionally fragile individual. Cassandra
has been through a great deal of trauma in recent
months. I cant really vouch for whether or not shes
emotionally healthy enough to be on a team like the
Fuck that. If emotionally healthy was a
requirement to join this outfit, there wouldnt be any
X-Men at all, Logan snorted. The Professor there
would be a one-man combat team. Well, maybe Jean,
too, at least before the Phoenix got into her. But
aside from the two of them, the X-Men have always been
a bunch of nutcases and wackos. Take a look around.
We asked you to join this meeting, Wolverine, Scott
emphasized Logans codename slightly, because
Cassandra has been training with you. We wanted you
to give us a clearer picture of her combat-readiness.
You were not invited here to comment on her mental
health, or that of the rest of the team. Logan
didnt respond. If you dont have anything
productive to contribute to the meeting, you might as
well leave now, he added, coldly.
Logan stood up and began to walk out, but Charles
stopped him. No, dont go, he said. Logan stopped
where he was, but didnt return, didnt sit down. He
stood there looking at Charles, waiting to see what
Charles turned to Scott. Where did that come from?
How are we to come to an informed decision without
Logans input? What is happening with you two? He
looked from Scott to Logan and back, but neither man
answered. I havent had to deal with this kind of
conflict between you in years. I dont want to be
dealing with it now. You both have more important
things to do. He looked from one to the other.
This is an unsettling time for us all, I recognize.
I look to you, Cyclops, to lead the team not only
with orders, but by example. And, turning to Logan
now, Im looking for your support. Whatever your
differences are, settle them privately. Outside of
Professor Xs words and tone left little room for
argument. Logan rejoined the others, sitting down
next to Ethan, without looking at Scott. Tension had
clearly not dissipated, but the meeting got back on
track, with all four men weighing in on Cassandras
suitability as a member of the team, each offering his
own information and expertise. A tentative consensus
emerged, a belief that the precog was potentially an
X-Man, but not ready at this point to be a
full-fledged team member. Her combat skills were not
sufficient for the task, and there was still concern
about her emotional stability and consequent ability
to function in high stress situations. It was agreed
that Cyclops would talk to her, explaining that they
would like her to join the main team after further
preparation and training (and, implying but not
explicitly stating, that further therapy would be a
good thing as well). In the meantime she would be
asked to assist in non-combat assignments and would
continue her combat training with Logan.
Logan left abruptly when the meeting was finished.
Scott, in the midst of a conversation with Charles,
excused himself and followed him. Can we talk? he
asked, catching up to Logan as he entered the elevator
down to the subterranean secure areas of the mansion.
Scott watched as Logan silently punched in the code
for the Danger Room, and added, Come on. You havent
spoken to me outside of meetings since Vermont.
Whats going on? What did I do? Why are you so mad?
I got nothing to say to you.
Scott strode alongside him, anyway. Why? he asked,
as they got out of the elevator, looking around to
verify that they were alone in the Danger Room. Logan
went over to the simulator console and started keying
in a simulation sequence, but Scott persisted. Why
suddenly nothing to say to me? Nothing to do with me?
Its obvious to everybody. Even Charles is noticing
it. Suddenly youre just pissed off at me all the
time. Whats going on? Is it because of Jean? I told
you its over between her and me. Dont you believe
Logan turned towards him. Scott thought he was about
to speak, but not a word was uttered. He just grabbed
Scott by the shoulders and kissed him, roughly,
pushing his tongue deep in Scotts mouth. Logans
hands moved from Scotts shoulders down his back,
cupping the cheeks of his ass as his tongue explored
the inside of Scotts mouth. Still saying nothing, he
broke off from the kiss and pushed the younger man
down to his knees with one hand, unzipping his fly
with the other.
Scott thought to resist, to insist that Logan at least
speak to him first, tell him what he was angry about.
But he suddenly realized that he wanted Logan more
than he wanted to talk to him. In fact, at that
moment there was nothing he wanted more than Logans
cock in his mouth. And it was pretty clear that that
was exactly what he was going to get. Logan held his
erect dick in his hand, pulling Scotts head towards
him. Scott opened his mouth.
Logan pushed in hard, holding Scott by the back of the
head and thrusting in again and again, fucking his
face. Scott hung on to his lovers legs, opening his
lips and his throat and letting himself be used. He
sucked hard as Logan pounded into him fast and deep,
pushing so hard it wasnt clear whether he was doing
this for his own sexual satisfaction or to hurt Scott.
Maybe both, Scott thought. But just as that idea
came to him the rhythm changed, and Logan was sliding
in and out of his mouth more slowly, almost gently.
No longer just a receptacle, Scott started to feel
like they were doing something together now. He
stroked him with his tongue, using his lips, too,
hands reaching eagerly now to touch Logans thighs and
balls. Sucking, kissing, licking and stroking
offering love and need and desire with hands and
mouth. Logans hands became gentle, too, fingers
playing with Scotts hair instead of holding him in
And he was talking. Not making much sense, but
speaking in a soft, fond tone Scott hadnt heard in
some time, saying his name and words of encouragement.
Ah, Scott, he said, You got it. Like that. So
good. Scott felt hot, warm, loving. He had a
profound sense of relief to know that Logan still
wanted him, maybe even loved him. He wanted nothing
more at this moment than to please Logan. He wanted
this feeling, this connection between them, to last
forever. He kissed and licked and sucked,
exhilarating in the taste and feel of Logan in his
mouth, the sound of Logan in his ears. He took him in
deep, then pulled back, kissing and licking the head
of Logans cock. Then pulled him in again,
controlling the movements now, sure he was giving
Logan what he needed, as Logans breathing got harder
and louder and his words fell apart into incoherent
He stayed there on the floor after Logan came, leaning
against his legs, savoring the taste in his mouth and
the feel of Logans fingers, still stroking his hair,
Then he wasnt gentle anymore. He pushed Scott away
from him with a roughly casual motion, not as if he
were trying to hurt him, but like someone pushing an
object out of his way. Logan zipped up his fly and
straightened up. He walked back to the simulator
console hed been working at when Scott came in.
What? He turned on the simulator, not looking at
Do you have to do that right now?
Logan stopped, turned to face him. What? You want me
to do you?
Well, yeah. But I want you to talk to me, too.
I told you. I got nothing to say to you.
Im going to tell her. About you and me, that is.
Just not yet.
I dont care what you do. None of my business you
and her. They stood facing each other, not saying
anything. After a minute, Logan said, Do you want me
to suck you? He moved closer, began to stroke Scott
through his pants, whispered in his ear. Or I could
fuck you. That always gets you off, doesnt it? He
kissed Scott on the side of his neck, still rubbing
him with his hand, unzipping him now and reaching
inside his pants. You like my big dick pushing in
you, dont you?
Scott nodded, letting himself be pushed to the floor
again. Logan was pulling at Scotts clothes and his
own with an impatience bordering on urgency. He
pulled some Vaseline off a nearby shelf and slicked
his cock with it, grunting happily at the sight of
Scott waiting for him on hands and knees, pants pooled
on the floor. And then Logan was in him, pushing hard
and fast, his hand rubbing Scott as his cock stroked
Scott came hard, Logans cock shoved deep inside,
Logans adamantium-laced body heavy on him. She
cant do that for you, he heard, right in his ear, as
the orgasm overtook him. And then, in seconds, Logan
was off of him and back at the console. By the time
Scott had stood up and come over to Logan, he was in
the midst of setting up a complicated simulation for
one of his classes. Scott tried to speak to him
again, get him to stop what he was doing, but this
time he seemed less willing to be persuaded.
It is your business. Of course its your business.
Im in love with you. Im not with Jean anymore.
Logan continued working on the simulator controls.
Scott came up behind him, pressed against Logan, put
his arms around him, sliding one hand into his shirt.
He held him close like that, kissed him gently on the
back of the neck. Logan said nothing, but his hands
dropped from the simulator and he leaned back into
Scotts embrace. She knows its over, Scott said,
after a while.
Logan turned around. How would she know that?
I told her. Well, I think she already figured it
out. I wasnt exactly acting towards her like she was
my fiancée since she came back. She knew something
was up. But I did tell her she and I are through. I
havent told her about you, but I told her that.
Logan didnt respond. Im going to tell her the
rest. Its just that its bound to be hard news for
her me in love with you. Hearing that Im in love
with someone else would be hard, anyway. Shes come
back from the dead, in a very real sense. And the
year that we lived through well, it didnt happen to
her. You know that. She was in love with me and
thought I was in love with her. I was. So, to find
out that not only is it over but Im in love with
somebody else, on top of everything shes been
through. Its too much.
And beyond that, shes got to have a hard time when
she finds out Im with a man, after we both thought
that I was going to stay with her, that that was all
over for me. I know its something shed worried
about for years. And then in the last year or so
before she... disappeared, well we both felt more
secure. I told her I could do this, marry her, stay
faithful. I thought I could. So its got to be tough
to find out that however much I meant it at the time
and I did it was ultimately an empty promise. I
couldnt love her the way she needed to be loved, the
way I need to love. But of all men well, I think
you might be the hardest for her to hear Im with.
Harder still if she hears youre in love with me,
too. He looked down. Only I wouldnt say that. I
dont even know if its true. You said it once, but
youve been acting like you cant stand me mostly
since. Logan turned away from Scott again, hands
going back to the simulator controls. He didnt seem
to be doing anything with them, though. Scott kept
trying, put his arms around Logan again, whispered in
his ear. I love you, Logan. I want us to be a team,
like we said, a team of two. Youre my best friend,
my lover. Or you were. Do you still feel that way
about me? I know you dont like to talk about this
stuff much, and I wont, generally. But tell me now
do you love me? Do you even like me anymore?
Scott didnt get to find out if Logan was willing to
break his silence and answer that question. He heard
a voice, but not Logans. It was louder than any PA
system and commanding in tone. It was in his head,
not in his ears. He knew that Logan heard it, too,
since Charles was addressing them both: Cyclops,
Wolverine to my office at once. In uniform.
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