It wasn't a matter of not wanting to. Hell, of course Logan wanted to. Ororo was there, there were beads of water dripping down her throat and chest, and this close, he could hear her heartbeat in his ears. Feel her pulse in opposition was his, feel her breath against his mouth. The water canceled out a lot of her other scents, but that didn't really matter right now, not when she was being a damn smartass with him.
"No, I don't," said Logan. A strong arm slid around her waist and pulled her naked body against his. That was his gauntlet, thrown down, his lips still a breath from hers.