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Who: Alice and Logan
What: Alice gets around
When: Another tower of procreation day
Where: Some abandoned building
Status: Complete
Rating: High



Logan had expected today to involve more fighting, and less sex, but then sometimes you took the cards dealt you and when two very attractive mages wanted your attention you kind of rolled with it.

There weren’t too many of the mercenaries around, and the few he’d come across had been more interested in each other, or getting into his pants.

Occasionally, they were interested in other people, and he caught the scent of fear. Approaching a building, he entered carefully. Several of the mercenaries were snooping around, and from the snippets of conversation he could hear, they were looking for someone. His claws popped out, metal screeching on metal in a characteristic snikt sound.

One of the mercs turned, only to get three blades in his face. Logan tossed him aside, dodging a clumsy attack from a second. That one he stabbed in the chest. Two remained, and they stared at him.

“You wanna go, bubs? I know you’re hunting, and I ain’t having none of that.”



Alice had thought that hiding in this building would be a good idea, that she’d be safe from other people but she could hear the footsteps coming closer to where she was crouched behind a door, hand pressed over her mouth so they wouldn’t hear her as she tried to control her panting breaths. And ignore the arousal that had been burning inside her all day. It was tempting to do something to draw their attention to the room she was in so that she could get a few minutes relief and she felt her face heat up as she realized she’d actually started to move to knock something over so that she’d be found. She needed to get a hold of herself. Letting these people use her that way would just be a temporary solution. She knew that. The desire would only come back. She’d learned that earlier. No what she needed was to get back home where she could hide in her room until this passed.

She heard the thump of a body on the floor and let out a small cry as she realized it was right outside her room. They were right outside her room. She didn’t know who it was that was talking out there but maybe they weren’t as bad as the ones that were searching for her. Maybe she’d be safe with him. Or at least not have to worry him killing her after he was done with her. She stood up slowly, turning so that she could see through the crack in the door and try to get some idea of what was going on out there. There seemed to be some kind of standoff, two against one and she knew it was unlikely but maybe just maybe this man would be able to survive. She’d have to thank him for saving her. Maybe they could take care of her arousal at the same time she was thanking him for saving her life. If he lived. She hoped he would.


He heard the door open, but didn't turn his attention away from the other men. His claws glinted in the hallway light as he lifted his fists again. "Touch this girl an' I cut you in half. That really worth it?"

The two soldiers exchanged looks, then turned and bolted down the hallway. Logan rolled his eyes, the claws sliding back into his arms. He turned, stepping over a body. His voice was a little gravely, but kind. "Hey. You okay darlin?"

Logan could pick up the scent of Alice's arousal, which wasn't at all helping his own. He really should have just stayed in one place, but he had that whole compulsion about helping people.



Alice waited until the men had run off to step outside of her hiding space, trying to avoid the blood in the hallway as she went to meet him, nodding her head before tearing her eyes away from the body. “Yeah. Now I think. I thought I’d found the perfect hiding spot from them,” she said, reaching up with one hand to wipe at her face. She didn’t realize she’d been crying until right now - she must have been more frightened than she realized while hiding in there. “Guess I was wrong about that.” She murmured.

She wrapped her arms around herself, biting down her lower lip as she looked at him, trying to ignore how horny she was getting again. This wasn’t normal. At all. Not for her at least.“Thank you. For saving me from them.”



"It's okay." Logan couldn't help it, reaching over to brush at her tears with a calloused thumb. "They ain't gonna bother you now. But maybe I should get you someplace a little safer."

He could feel it again, that need for release, to have his way with someone and her scent was like a pheromone driving him crazy. Last time, he'd been near someone he'd known. This time, it felt a little wrong.

Maybe because Alice seemed like someone who should at least be wined and dined before being dined on. Okay. He'd get her some place safe from them and also from him.



Alice did try to bite back the soft almost whimpering sound that escaped her at Logan’s touch but she wasn’t entirely successful, letting out an almost whining sound and she blushed as the sound hit her ears. Why wasn’t this out of her system already? She leaned into his touch slightly, eyes closing partway. “Not sure there actually is any place that’s safer around here.” She said quietly.

She was trying to ignore the need flooding through her system but it was probably obvious in her eyes as she opened them to look at him. “I don’t even know your name and you saved me…”



She had to look at him like that. Not that Logan was ever a bastion of self-control, but the expression in Alice’s eyes was the spark to the tinder. “Logan,” he growled, rubbing his hands down her arms before pulling her against him and into a kiss.



Alice let out a soft moan as Logan pulled her against him, kissing him back eagerly as she felt her skirt riding up slightly. She’d lost her bra and panties both earlier in the day and the material brushing against her nipples had them hardening between her and Logan as she broke the kiss and gave him a flirtatious smile. “Alice,” her voice was breathier than normal.

“Is there something I can do to thank you?” The offer was obvious in the way she looked at him, biting gently on her lower lip.



Too far gone (and pushed even further by the obviously missing bra), Logan nodded at her. His voice was thick as he ran his fingers through her hair and he thought about what else she could do with those lips. "I can think of a few ways."

His other hand was already moving down Alice's hip, pulling her dress up higher. "Tell me what you want, Alice."

There was a thin line between using her the way he wanted to use her, and making sure she enjoyed herself in the process.



Alice made a sound that was almost a purr at Logan’s fingers brushing over her skin as he pulled her dress up. His request pulled her out of her haze and she licked her lips, swallowing before answering him. “I want you to fuck me.” She said, her answer coming out more honest and blunt than she might normally have been. “I don’t want you to treat me like I’m going to break.” It had been a problem in the past (not today necessarily) with her lovers being afraid to get rough with her. And she didn’t mind a little roughness.



Logan grinned at her and ran his hand around and over her rear. Something about the way she’d said that hit every button in him, and it was the last thing he needed to hear before giving in. He kissed her again, harder than before and pushed her back with his body until they were back in the apartment she’d been hiding in. And he discovered he was really looking forward to this.

But then, looks innocent but is secretly wild was most people’s thing.



Alice reached out to shove the door partway closed as Logan pushed her past it, not wanting any of the soldiers that might still be in the building to join them. She felt her back hit the wall and she broke their kiss, reaching down to his waistband and undoing them. Her patience was quickly running out in the face of how bad she wanted him now. Wanted this now. “Promise you won’t treat me that way?” She asked, her voice husky as she looked up at him before kissing him again, every bit of her desire obvious in the passion that was in that kiss.



Alice’s dress was easy to get into, and he was momentarily caught off guard by the lack of anything underneath. But that only made him kiss her harder and with more passion, his fingers expertly exploring her as he held Alice aloft with his other arm. He broke the kiss, and promised, “I’ll treat you like a lady, but I know plenty of ladies that like gettin’ fucked into the ground.”

The good kinda sore.



Alice moaned into their kiss as Logan's fingers explored her, one slender hand sliding into his pants and wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking it.

She smiled at his words. “You can go ahead and me to that list because that's exactly how I like it Logan.”



There were times when Logan wanted to drag it out, tease and taunt until she couldn’t walk. And then there were times where he needed release, to use and be used and even if Alice hadn’t told him he’d have been able to tell she was on the same page.

“How ‘bout the wall instead,” Logan suggested, while he still had sense enough left to speak with her hand wrapped around him. He lifted her up, pressing her against the wall and pinning her there with his body as he kissed her again. He only pulled back long enough to pull her dress off completely. If something ripped or his claws cut through the fabric, well….sometimes women liked that, right?



Alice definitely wasn’t going to complain about her dress getting torn as he pulled it off, she’d already known she was going to probably end up getting rid of it after today. Or at least sending it out to be dry cleaned and then hiding it in the back of her closet. Today had been pretty rough on her outfit and there were probably spots as proof of what she’d gotten into all day. Or maybe better phrased - what and who had gotten into her. And there was something very sexy to her about him using those claws she’d first seen in the hallway to get the dress off of her. She took advantage of him pulling back to whisper “The wall definitely works,” there was a definite husky note to her words as she kissed him again, doing her best to get his pants down off his hips from the position he had her in.



Letting out a husky laugh, Logan lifted Alice up and pressed her against the wall. He kicked his pants off, helping Alice get her legs around him. He might be short, but he was strong. The kiss deepened, an almost growly sound coming from his throat as he gave into instinct and drove himself home.



There weren’t many men that she’d use the word sexy to describe their laugh but Logan? Was going to be on that list from now on. Possibly even at the top of it. She broke their kiss as he thrust into her, moaning loudly. She was going to be sore tomorrow but it was definitely going to be worth it. More than worth it actually. “Yes….” she breathed out, eyes closing part way.



Alice was worth savoring for a few moments, as Logan gave her time to adjust before he started to move. She was sexy too, and while he held her with one arm, his other calloused hand caressed Alice’s breasts and her throat, before moving across her shoulder.

Logan was also heavier than he looked, his bones laced with adamantium. He pressed her harder against the wall, rolling his hips as if demanding she let him in deeper, before he pulled out almost all the way and thrust back in hard. Logan loved that trick.



Alice ran a hand over Logan’s chest while she waited to adjust to him inside her, appreciating the feel of his muscles through his shirt. She wondered what they’d feel like directly under her fingers. She might have to try and find out one day but right now - all she was interested in finding out was how hard he could, and would, fuck her against the wall. How hard he could make her come. She gave a little cry of pleasure as Logan thrust all the way back into her. That was a new trick for her and she liked it. It made her feel him deeper inside her, more intensely.



If she wanted it harder, Logan was willing to give it to her harder. His hands moved down to her hips, gripping them tightly enough to bruise. He held her in place as he started to move, fucking Alice into that wall until it shuddered from the pressure. He kissed her again, more deeply, another growl rumbling in his throat.



Alice wouldn’t complain at all if there were bruises on her hips. Even if no one else would be seeing them, she would. And she’d remember who put them there and how. She tangled her fingers in her hair, moaning into their kiss at the combination of that growl and how hard he was fucking her, the way the wall was shaking behind her. Maybe he’d actually be able to satisfy her long enough that she could get home. God she hoped so because she seriously doubted that she’d be able to find someone else that she’d actually want to be with. Stranger or not before this - she did want him.



Those were the best kinds of markings, and as Logan got the impression she wanted them he let himself go a little more. If the wall cracked, even better, as long as that was the only thing that actually broke.

He groaned again, her name this time and wondered if he’d be satisfied. She was beautiful and flexible and tight and he wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her until he had nothing left to give.



Alice wasn’t concerned about the wall at all. If it cracked well people who chose to live in this part of the state needed to make sure they had adequate renters insurance for whatever happened. Zombies. Mercenaries. Hard, almost rough sex against the walls. Anything could happen here. She moaned loudly, nipping gently at his shoulder to try and get him to be even rougher, harder with her.



“Harder,” Logan growled. He would have pushed her head against his shoulder, but he needed both his hands at her hips to control the speed and rhythm of their passionate sex. Listening to her plea, he held her in place, pistoning into her and using her like a very loud and vocal doll.

From the nails in his skin, Logan was pretty sure Alice didn’t have a problem with that.



Alice took his command to heart, biting down on his shoulder harder, almost hard enough to draw blood. He was giving her what she was asking for so it only seemed fair she do the same for him - he wanted her to bite harder so she would.



He couldn’t last much longer at this pace, not with Alice writhing under him or the warmth and tightness that was wrapped around him. Logan groaned, tilting his head back and encouraging her, “That’s it, darlin’, a little more…”

Clearly, he wouldn’t be satisfied until she screamed, and then the wall cracked behind her. Okay, so that was pretty satisfying by itself!



Alice let go of his shoulder with her teeth, laying her forehead against his shoulder as she let out a loud moan. Her head hit the wall as she screamed out his name, her orgasm hitting her hard and her nails dug into his arms as she stayed there with her eyes closed, breath coming out somewhat ragged.



It was the last thing he needed, Alice tensing and shuddering beneath him setting him off as surely as a bomb. Logan ground his hips into her as he came, until he came to a stop, breathing heavily and groaning against the side of her neck.

His head finally felt clear, if only for a little while.



Alice was trying to get her breathing under control as everything in her mind finally started settling down again. She wasn’t sure how long this self control would last, earlier experience told her not long, but for now she wasn’t being driven by her lust. She waited for the shame to hit her but it didn’t. All she felt was satisfied. Her voice was hoarse when she finally spoke. “Hope I didn’t draw blood…”



“A little, darlin’.” Logan lifted his head and grinned at her. “It’s already healed up, but it ain’t somethin’ I mind. A little pain is good sometimes. You okay?”



Alice grinned back at him, leaning her head in to kiss him softly. “Better than okay.” She’d be feeling the effects of today tomorrow and she was going to enjoy every minute of the soreness.