Now with dedicated "sex" icon!
[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]