James Logan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} savagewhore) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nofandompolitix, |
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.