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Remy "Gambit" LeBeau (aceoheartscajun) wrote in nofandompolitix,
@ 2009-04-29 10:53:00

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aceoheartscajun, remy/logan, savagewhore, smut

Oh Wolvie... Gambit Has A Surprise For You!

[[ooc: No prizes for guessing what that surprise it, and THIS IS A SMUT THREAD. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE SMUT. THANKYOU]]

Gambit's curiosity got the better of him and he randomly opened a door. This one happenned to lead to a new room: The Seduction Room! Black and red bedsheets, a jacuzzi, Champagne in the ice bucket, platter of fruit and molten chocolate... it looks like the perfect place for Remy to whisk his innocent victims off to!

Naturally Remy wants to get some use out of this room, and so he places a little note on the door to his best friend, Logan.

"Logan, mon ami,

Remy got a surprise for you! Just behind this door...

-Remy"

[For Logan, obviously]

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savagewhore
2009-04-30 10:16 am UTC (link)

Logan grins as he takes the note off the door and pushes his way in. Looking around at what seems to be a room custom-designed by his friend, he gives a low whistle of approval.

"Wow, Rems...you sure know how to tempt a fella."

The steam from the Jacuzzi conspires with...other things...to make it much too hot for clothes. However, the Canadian only peels his shirt off for now...he knows Remy likes it when he strips for him, just like he loves watching Remy undress.

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aceoheartscajun
2009-04-30 10:33 am UTC (link)

[Remy is of course watching Logan, from behind. Hiding behind a door can be a helpful trick. So what if Logan already knew.... Remy wanted his fun!]

[Remy came up behind Logan, rested those gentle, dextrous hands on the stocky man's shoulders]

"Bonjour mon cher...." [His voice low, purring into Logan's ear, his hands massaging the thick muscles around the feral's neck] "Remy jus' wanna say t'ankyou for being de bes' frien' he ever had...."

[And his teeth slowly start nibbling on Logan's neck]

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savagewhore
2009-04-30 10:59 am UTC (link)

Logan isn't surprised to hear Remy behind the door...the man does like to keep in practice. His hands on Logan's skin, however, does make him jump.

After that, it's a toss-up between what makes him the happiest...the sound of the Cajun's voice vibrating over him like water on naked skin (Thank fuck for super-hearing!), or the hands exploring his shoulders and neck like an expert masseur. Either way, his jeans just got a whole lot tighter.

"Can't take all the credit, babe...funny thing about friendship is, it goes both ways. Ya been real true ta me, too..."

An' I love ya for it. But that's not something he feels the need to say out loud.

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aceoheartscajun
2009-04-30 11:07 am UTC (link)

[Remy smirks as the fingers dance across Logan's flesh... they gently yet firmly press into the muscle, some fingers warm flesh, others clad in leather]

[He leans in even closer to Logan's ear, nibbling slightly at his earlobe before continuing, his voice quieter yet somehow just a touch smoother]

"Can' help being true to you mon ami... you never bluff, 'cep' in a game o' poker..." [he smiles, not smirks, but smiles at that.. Logan was not a rampant, erratic variable, but a known quantity... and Remy knew that deception and betrayal were not his weapons]

[The hands move further down, past the shoulders and onto the biceps]

"Remy gonna give you somet'ing... some'ting showing my appreciation for you mon cher..."

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savagewhore
2009-04-30 11:46 am UTC (link)

Logan looks Remy in the eye, liquid brown meeting red-on-black. Those scary, sexy eyes...almost as much of a turn-on as his voice.

"Poker's the only time I'm ever gonna lie to you, Rems. Believe me..."

He lets a small smile slip free as he feels Remy work on him. Tension slides out of him under his friend's ministrations like water off the back of the proverbial duck.

He visibly perks up at the Cajun's promise...just when he thought his jeans couldn't get any tighter without ripping clean off...

"What'cha have in mind, sexy?"

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aceoheartscajun
2009-04-30 11:57 am UTC (link)

[Remy smirks as he answers, his hands sliding further down Logan's arms]

"A brain-mel'ing orgasm mon ami... wha' else? [he smirks playfully]"

[His hands travel further down to Logan's wrists, he plants a soft kiss on Logan's neck as he draws those wrists behind Logan... and the pair of adamantium handcuffs slip out of his coat]

[He knows Logan may object... he's heard him wake from the nightmares... he knows about the infusion tank... he doesn't want to bring back anything like that... he only wants to bring mindshattering pleasure to his friend... so he softly whispers again, with just a small touch of his charm power]
"Remy no' gonna hur' you mon cher... 'dis alrigh' wid you mon ami?"

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savagewhore
2009-04-30 12:38 pm UTC (link)

"Rems...what...where the fuck did you...?"

Suddenly, the whole scene has changed...Logan hates being restrained, and Remy knows it...the traumas of his past flash through his mind, juxtaposing with his present, searing, terrifying...Logan's breath comes harsh and raspy, his chest heaving with anxiety. The Wolverine in him is tense, ready to fight or flee...

Then he feels Remy's charm power touch him, a glow of familiarity, of heat and warmth amid the cold, bloody memories. His more feral side claws for it, clutching it to him like a frightened child with a security blanket, even as its fear dies down to let the man come back in control.

"I guess...guess it could be, Cajun...just do me one favor. I want you t'always be close by. Either touchin' me or talkin' to me, or else just by bein' somewhere I c'n see ya."

He looks at Remy with eyes unlike anything the Wolverine has ever shown. Fear...not necessarily of being bound, but of the animal coming out and hurting the man he loves. He's willing to do this for Remy...but the Wolverine is scared, in a way that he's never let himself be before.

"Just...don't lemme go through this alone."

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aceoheartscajun
2009-04-30 12:59 pm UTC (link)

[He feels Logan's heartbeat accelerate... the fingers dig into his armored torso and pull him close.. as if he were a lifeline.... he sees the eyes widen, pupils dilate... knows Logan is wrestling with his natures]

[His other hand, the one that isn't holding the cuffs, slides up Logan's furry chest, softly, as if petting him. Remy does not have a smirk on his face... rather a look of sincerity, understanding. He is more than happy to grant Logan's request... he never had any desire of leaving him ]

"Logan mon ami... [his free hand runs alongside the shaggy sideburn beside Logan's face] I'll always be dere... always will be touch, or talk..."

[He kisses Logan's lips (no tongue, just a soft kiss) as he slides the cuff around one of the wrists... just one... as his other arm moves Logan around to the bed]

"Remy no' gonna leave you alone" [A deep, purring whisper, liberally seasoned with charm power]

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savagewhore
2009-05-05 06:57 am UTC (link)

"OK. Then...then I'll do it. I trust you."

His hands are still trembling when he holds out his wrists. It's strange...Logan's been tied up by his enemies more times than he can count, and never flinched.

But this...this is different. There's a real possibility of betrayal here, however remote, and that more than anything else is what frightens Logan. He's opened himself up to Remy in ways no one ever has before...to have that flung in his face would be unbearable, worse than anything Logan's ever had to deal with before.

I think I'd rather be fightin' Magneto again. Least there I know where the fuck things stand.

The charm washes over him again, causes the bulge in his jeans to swell despite his fear, and as he hits the bed he looks up at Remy with fear in his eyes...and beneath that, trust.

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aceoheartscajun
2009-05-05 09:40 am UTC (link)

[As Remy looks at Logan, the man, trembling slightly, he almost feels guilty for doing this... Remy knows (from his very large body of experience on the subject) that the greatest orgasms are those not just from pleasure but with adrenaline... why else do people fuck in places where they might get caught? Why do some people like pain? Why does Logan come back from a mission still horny from the combat high? And that kind of thrill, it just melts your brain like you wouldn't believe. Remy so wanted to give that to his friend.]

[On the other hand, Remy knows a little (not much, but enough) of Logan's traumas... their joint terror of medical procedures giving Remy a large hint... and he knows Logan still to this day does his best to avoid any hypodermic needles. He's hugged the shorter man during the nightmares, feeling that stocky body shake in pure terror and relived agony beyond Remy's comprehension... Would Remy risk bringing those traumas back to his friend, just in the name of pleasure?]

[And what amazes Remy so much... the trust. Logan, almost like a dog that was kicked over and over and over until he started seeing all people as threats... Logan trusted him, the demon-eyed, deceptive, manipulative charmer that could charm someone into killing themselves... Everyone else thought Gambit played life like it was poker, not entirely without reason. Thief he was, but there was some sort of honor... not the conventional type... it was loyalty to those close to him. Gambit was so tired of losing those he truly considered friends...]

[And so Remy would make sure that Logan and the Wolverine within him would know he was no threat, no chance of betrayal, never planting knives in the back of the man that watched his... he would Rareyfy the animal as he seduced the man.. the man that gave Remy his first taste of honest, direct friendship]

[Remy laid the short, stocky Canadian on the bed, on his back, cuffing both hands above his head and making sure he had enough pillows... Remy's face bore a warm, sincere smile as he straddled Logan, throwing his trenchcoat off and leaning down to Logan's ear]

[Remy kept his voice deep but soft, whispering one of the lyrics of the song from the karaoke room]
"I try to stand my ground, but its hard, so hard, to leave you alone" [the emphasis in his voice was dripping in mischief]

[The long fingers of his left hand traced a line down Logan, starting at the cuffed wrists, over the bicep, down the chest, stopping at the nipple and tweaking it slowly... his right hand rubbed the shaggy sideburn, then travelled down the neck, right down the artery, brushing over the nipple but travelling lower, the partially-gloved fingers sliding down Logan's chiseled, hairy abdomen, and finding their way below the waistband of Logan's jeans. They slowly embraced the rock-hard cock, beginning to pump an almost torturously slow pace]

[And Remy never once broke eye contact with Logan. He watched Logan's eyes as they travelled through the fear of a caged animal, the trust of a best friend, the pleasure of the depraved. Remy of course had dualities in his personality, the dashing and charming man-whore rogue intermingling with a jaded man so bored with a world of lies that he craved sincerity. But this was nothing compared to Logan's extremes. And Remy watched those extremes on the face, seeing how his actions excited both sides.]

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savagewhore
2009-05-21 11:57 am UTC (link)

Fear, lust, irritation, trust, affection...the whole of the human experience flashes across Logan's eyes, and all the while, he feels Remy's red-on-black boring into him, capturing everything in his memory.

It's almost...flattering.

Logan knows Remy hates it when he uses 'the l word' around him. Too many people have said that to the Cajun...Belladonna, Rogue, hell, probably even Sinister...and meant "I'm obsessed with you and will do anything to possess you." It's not the same thing. Not by a long shot.

Love...real love...comes with respect, with friendship, with a sense of wanting to share one's entire life with someone. Most importantly, love requires trust...the kind of trust that would allow a man who hates being restrained with every fiber of his being to be handcuffed to a bed.

All genuine, all real, these are feelings that transcend desire, transcend people's tendency to objectify that which they covet.

Not that Logan doesn't want Remy...his straining hard-on almost ripping his jeans open even before that warm, strong hand closes around it...but the feelings that come with it take him to a whole new level of emotion, even if he'd never be able to find the words to voice them if he looked for a million years.

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Now with dedicated "sex" icon!

aceoheartscajun
2009-05-21 12:26 pm UTC (link)

[Remy breathes in deeply, his eyes staring into Logan's... they were so torn with different feelings, the different sides of him pulling in so many directions. But Remy couldn't stay there, psychoanalyzing Logan forever... he was a man of action after all]

[And as his hand pumped Logan's shaft, stroking the hardness firmly and smoothly and slowly, his other hand moves to the bedside table, picking up a bottle from it]

"I t'ough' I'd use somet'ing appropriate mon ami..." [Remy smirked as he undid the cap of the bottle.... it was a bottle of maple syrup. And he drizzled a small trail across Logan's furred chest, before leaning down and letting his warm tongue pick it up... the sweet syrup intermingling with salty sweat]

"Delicious, cher" [He smirked again]

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	Screw "icon," dedicated sex is a go. savagewhore 2009-05-27 10:00 am UTC (link)
	"Better get it all, Cajun...you know that shit's sticky as hell." Then Remy's tongue is on him, and whatever he was going to say dies on his lips in favor of moans and guttural growls of pleasure. Damn...forgot how good* he was at this!* (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Screw "icon," dedicated sex is a go.

aceoheartscajun
2009-05-27 10:24 am UTC (link)

[Remy smirks again as he hears Logan's growl. He loves that power... the power to give pleasure... to drive someone totally insane with lust and happiness and satisfaction... its not the power of a brute or a sadist... its much softer, more human, and much more fun. Plus, if there is anyone that deserves some pleasure, its Logan]

[His tongue gets every drop of syrup up.. Remy has a sweet tooth... then his mouth travels over to the sensitive nipple. Remy takes the firm flesh into his mouth, sucking and nibbling at it affectionately]

[Remy's hand still smoothly works Logan's manhood, moving up and down in time with swirls of his tongue around Logan's nipple... his other hand is massaging Logan's back, pressing firmly into all the tense muscle, taking all the stress out of the shorter man]

"How does dat feel?" [he smirks... he knows the answer already but he wants to hear pleas and demands for more]

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*CENS0RED*

savagewhore
2009-05-28 11:23 am UTC (link)

"God! Fucking...damn...Gwugh!"

Words? Asking a bit much of Logan just now, aren't we?

With that hot, moist tongue dancing around his nipples...doing to him what he so loves doing to other men...and the hand on his back spreading warmth and pleasure through him, charging him with it like Remy usually charges his cards with energy...

Then add on the handjob of a lifetime, and yeah, coherent thoughts are a thing of the past.

All Logan can do is feel, and moan, and trust. He looks up at Remy with passion and desperation in those deep, dark eyes. Trusting him. Needing him.

"P-please...Remy..."

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Re: *CENS0RED*

aceoheartscajun
2009-05-28 11:38 am UTC (link)

[And the trap has sprung....]

[Remy smirks around Logan's nipple as he has successfully rendered Logan into an pile of muscle-and-fur-and-lust-and-desire-and-constantly writhing pleasure... It was a joy seeing all that carefully-cultivated self-restraint dissolve, and yet Logan still being there, not the Wolverine but the strong, noble human]

[Remy's mouth moved lower, his hands following, a trail of kisses igniting the nerves down Logan's abdomen as Remy's hands descended down Logan's side... finally reaching Logan's throbbing shaft... one desperate for release. Remy removed his hand from Logan's cock then replaced it with short darting licks of his tongue]

[The darting tongue is supplemented by Remy's hands delicately cupping Logan's balls, massaging them slowly and gently, rolling them around in his palm]

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Re: *CENS0RED*

savagewhore
2009-05-28 12:14 pm UTC (link)

"Ohhh fuck, Remy...goddamn, that feels good..."

When those slim, strong hands cup his balls, Logan finds his voice again. And when his tongue dances around Logan's thick, swollen, aching shaft...

"Ahh! Christ...Rems...ohh, yeah...please...do it. Take me in..."

He strains for the bulge in Remy's uniform, eager to give as good as he gets.

He's still wearin' clothes...that ain't fair.

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Re: *CENS0RED*

aceoheartscajun
2009-05-28 12:29 pm UTC (link)

[Remy drops the coat and starts unzipping the top of his body armor as the tongue's darting movements get longer, slower... the tongue creeping outside his mouth longer, tasting the aching meat more fully]

[As Logan's demands get stronger, louder, Remy can't help but grant his request. In one fast, relentlessly-practiced motion, he swallowed every inch of Logan's length, surrounding it in tight, warm throat]

[His chest now bare, Remy sets his mind on sucking Logan with more lust and ferocity than anyone ever has before. Tongue coiling around the shaft, throat muscles constricting like an amazonian python, hands delicately squeezing Logan's balls, one final goal: orgasmic sensory overload

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	Re: CENS0RED savagewhore 2009-07-01 05:49 pm UTC (link)
	Watching that delicious, shirtless body undulate over his own makes Logan pant, his hands clutching the bedpost he's shackled to for support as his hips buck and writhe in and out of Remy's mouth. He's panting, wild-eyed and needful...and he wants to return the favor... "Rems...bring that hot cock over here...gimme a taste, babe...please..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Meanwhile, in Marvel Universe #69 (Unimaginative Titleverse)

aceoheartscajun
2009-07-01 06:15 pm UTC (link)

[A begging Logan is something that Remy simply cannot resist. The man's restrained, panting, sweat dripping down his stocky body... Remy licked his lips as his head rose off of Logan's shaft to reply]

"Mon cher, of course..." [Gambit's smirk oscillates between its usual devilish grin and a sincere, warm smile. Logan is the only man at Xavier's that rivals Remy in oral skill, so he knows he is in for fun]

[Remy repositions himself, head down on Logan's cock and legs straddling Logan's chest. Cock and balls right in Logan's face for convenient access. Whilst he waits for Logan to begin, Remy again ensnares the feral's cock in his insanely tight throat, sucking again with all his might]

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Marvel Universe #69

savagewhore
2009-07-16 07:00 pm UTC (link)

Logan is diving before Remy's finished speaking, engulfing the spicy-sweet rod of the Cajun in his warm, wet, willing mouth.

Ironically, his is where Logan feels the most human; shed of the constraints of civilization and propriety, free to indulge his basic instincts of companionship, gratitude, and lust...to please someone who's pleasing him, returning all the warmth and friendship shown him by Remy in one delicious, depraved act of debauchery after another.

He doesn't even notice the cuffs anymore; by putting them in a position of equality, Remy's demonstrated a desire to please, not to dominate. The Wolverine is grateful...or at least pacified by the cock in his mouth to the point he doesn't care...and Logan?

Logan is on Cloud Fucking Nine.

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Re: Marvel Universe #69

aceoheartscajun
2009-07-20 06:11 am UTC (link)

As Logan takes Remy's cock inside his mouth, Remy purrs deeply; sending vibrations through the thick manhood inside his throat. Damn, Logan knows jus' how to make me happy

Logan's rich, meaty flavor is savored as Remy coils his tongue around the shorter mutant's dick; circling the crown and massaging the soft spot directly beneath.

The movements of the stocky body beneath his own are in and of themselves so erotic. The strength and defiance shown as the feral struggled against the cuffs perhaps on instinct.. it was truly beautiful. And damn he knew how to suck cock!

Remy's hands travelled down the feral's thick legs, massaging the heavy musculature. The taste of Logan's precum became apparent and Remy started leaking his own.

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Re: Marvel Universe #69

savagewhore
2009-08-06 02:34 pm UTC (link)

Too good, too much, too fast, too soon...The pressure builds up in Logan's cock and he is absolutely powerless to do anything to stop it.

"Aaah...god...Rems...look out, I'm gonna...HAAAAAAAAARGH!"

With that half-roar, half-scream, the ecstasy builds to a peak and Logan thrashes beneath Remy uncontrollably as he cums, spasming and gyrating and screaming as he smashes through the walls and restraints in his mind...the physical confinement of the handcuffs seems to give him license to let his emotions, his urges, run completely wild, and all of it turns into a raw, pure orgasmic frenzy that borders on a seizure, except for the fact that it all feels so fucking good!

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Re: Marvel Universe #69

aceoheartscajun
2009-08-06 03:18 pm UTC (link)

As Remy swallowed every drop of Logan's delicious seed, he was himself brought to the apex by the feral mutant's assaulting tongue. The warmth of the body below him; it's constant struggles and relentless defiance. The look of it glittering with sweat...

He always struggles agains' de chains. I's so hot.

He couldn't resist any further as he erupted, a long and satisfied moan pouring from his mouth.

Mission Accomplished

As Remy lay down beside Logan, he felt the feelings he hated to admit. His fellow rebel, fellow lone wolf, his brother under the skin... Non Remy, mon Pere always say a t'ief mus' be pragmatic...

As he pushed those annoying three little words out of his mind, Remy just wrapped his arms around the noble savage, letting his embrace say what his mind didn't want to.

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