FIC: An Unexpected Visitor, (NC-17) 22/?
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*m/f sex in this chapter*
It was 5:50 P.M. and all the party arrangements were finally done.
Logan and Rogue had after a long day of hard work, gone to their room
to make themselves ready for the party.
But Logan was certainly not going to dress up very much. He would
attend wearing jeans and a flannel shirt, as always. Although he was
going to shower and perhaps even comb his hair. This was a party,
after all, and he did not attend parties very often. One could make
some efforts at least.
Rogue was in the shower at the moment. Logan could hear the
splashing of running water from the bathroom. He could still not
quite believe it was true.
Rogue could start having a normal life again. Without gloves, and
without fear of accidentally killing someone only by brushing him or
She would have to take shots every morning and every evening, but
that was a small price to pay for the freedom it would give her. And
they could have sex.
Suddenly Logan got an idea. Quickly he stripped, took a towel,
which he tied around his waist, and went toward the bathroom. Of
course the door wasn't locked. Logan pressed down the doorknob and
carefully opened the bathroom door.
He could see Rogue's silhouette, like a shadow through the drapery,
and her sensual motions when she soaped and washed her body.
The sight made Logan very aroused. He took off the towel, left it
on the toilet lid, and approached the shower stall.
He pulled the drapery aside. - Hi, sweetie! Logan grinned. Can I
Rogue was just washing loads of lather from her face, and could
therefore see nothing. The fear when she suddenly heard Logan's voice
next to her ear made her jump.
- Logan! she exclaimed. You scared me! You can't do that!
- I'm sorry if I frightened you, said Logan. Can I come in?
He didn't wait for a reply. The sight of Rogue's naked, wet body;
her small, yet firm and conical breasts, flat belly, and round,
shapely buttocks had made Logan's arousal increase. At once he
received a rock-hard erection, pointing right into the air.
- Alright, come on, then, she said, but then he had already stepped
into the shower stall, and stood underneath the hot jets of water.
He came up behind her, and pulled her slender body into his
muscular arms. He inhaled the scent of her warm, newly washed skin,
and started kissing her neck and shoulders.
Rogue immediately felt Logan's erection pressing against her
thighs, and realized how aroused he was. He was sucking her neck, and
his hands slowly passed over her body, squeezing her soft breasts,
then her belly, and finally his hand found her crotch.
Logan caressed Rogue's nipples, and with his other hand he caressed
her sex; slowly his finger slid in between her labia, and quickly
found her clit, located just before her vaginal opening. He touched
the hard little nub, and heard her moan.
Her cheeks flushed red and she threw her head back.
- Oh, Logan... she breathed. Oh...oh...
- You like this, sweetie? Logan growled, as his kisses and caressed
became more and more fervent. He took her earlobe between his lips
and gently nibbled it. Rogue bit her lower lip to hold back a drawn
Logan added another finger, and this time he let his two fingers
slide into her vagina, all the way to the knuckles. She was warm and
wet inside, and he longed terribly for the feeling of that tight heat
around his member, which was now as hard as it could possibly get.
He had to have her. Now. At once. Otherwise he would explode.
- Spread your legs, he breathed in her ear.
Rogue did what he asked, since she was almost as excited as he was,
and desperately wanted to feel him inside her.
- Logan... the party... she murmured and tried to think clearly,
although it was hard, with Logan's fingers doing such an amazing job
inside her, and his kisses, and...-
- There is time, Logan murmured back. I need this now, and so do
He was right. She needed it. She was not going to stop him.
Further encouragement was not needed. Logan pulled his fingers out
and instead brought the tip of his penis in between her thighs from
behind, and as soon as he had found the tight little slit, he pushed
He moaned, and Rogue gasped for breath. Starting slowly, he moved
in her, simultaneously caressing her breasts and her clit, and
kissing her where he could get his mouth.
Rogue stood with her hands against the wall in the shower stall,
and screamed as the hot water washed over them both, and made them
remain wet. Logan's chest hairs tickled her back. It was a great
feeling she had missed during the past five months, when they
couldn't have any physical contact.
In time his thrusts became more and more rough, and their pleasure
grew. If he could have had it his way, he would have slammed her
slender body against the wall, but of course he didn't, but realized
he had to be gentle and adjust to her.
- Oh, God... oh, Marie... I'm coming! he panted. Oh...oh!
Logan almost roared when he finally came and shot load after load
into her passage. He kept thrusting all the time while he ejaculated
in her, and his hold of her tightened spasmodically.
Marie had reached orgasm twice. When Logan was finished, it felt
like her knees would buckle, and she would faint.
Exhausted, and warm, she leaned against the cool tile wall, while
Logan leaned against her back, and the water washed away all the
traces of their lovemaking.
Logan stayed in her for another while. He was still semi-hard. At
last he pulled out of her and turned her against him, so he could
look into her face.
- Marie... he just said. I love you...
- And I love you... she whispered.
For a while they stayed in the shower, quiet, leaning against each
other. Then they stepped out, still a little shaky, and wiped
themselves and got dressed.
Logan pulled on a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt. Rogue chose a
wonderful evening gown made of red velvet, which was tight around her
figure, with matching high-heeled shoes in the same colour.
She looked marvellous. She put on some make up, (something she
usually didn't) and made herself an elegant, feminine hairstyle that
made her look older.
When the time was five to seven in the evening, they left the room.
The party was to start at seven sharp.