[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]