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Post by Lauren on Feb 5, 2010 13:33:45 GMT
Mystique leaned her head back, an slight moan escaped her lips before she could stop it, so the second the shampoo was out of her hair, she stood up out of the bath and wrapped a towel around her body before Logan could get any ideas. It scared her a little, the idea of getting that intimate with him again. She was scared of being compared to Jean, scared of him breaking her heart again. She leaned over the bath and pulled the plug. "It's all yours," She mumbled, before leaving the bathroom.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 13:48:08 GMT
The second Mystique was gone, Logan groaned and leaned his back against the bathroomwall. He knew he should bloody well watch what he did, but he wanted her so bad that it hurt. So.. more cold showers, it was. But truth to be told, he'd have to get deepfrozen to take this amount of lust outta his system. He got up to get undressed and take that shower, long enough to clear his head a little.
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Post by Lauren on Feb 5, 2010 13:53:26 GMT
Mystique knew another way to get the lust out of his system. Nervous or not, the time he'd taken in the shower, gave her plenty of time to think, plenty of time to realise how incredible stupid she was. They were great together, they were fucking fantastic together, he was still the same man, she was still the same woman. She couldn't let Jean ruined that. And the best way to get the image of Jean out of her head would be to put a new image in there instead. He was going to make the effort to treat her more like a girlfriend, it was time she treated him like a boyfriend again. He'd proven he wasn't going to rush her.
Mystique got dried and tossed the towel over the back of the chair. She laid down on the bed, naked, facing the bathroom door, her hair messy and damp, sticking all over the place, but she was ready. Nervous, but ready to move on from all this.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 14:07:59 GMT
A few minutes later, Logan went back to the bedroom in his boxers, which had been the only thing not completely covered in a mix of yoghurt and chocolate pudding. The cold shower had cleared his head, for a second.. but when he walked into the bedroom and found Mystique on the bed like that, he was right back where he'd started before the shower. His body reacting to the sight of her immediately. After a few seconds of silence, Logan slowly crossed the room, walking over to the bed, his gaze never leaving hers. For a second he'd thought she was testing him, but she smelled like her nerves were on edge.. "You're nervous," He said to her, his voice low.
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Post by Lauren on Feb 5, 2010 14:11:47 GMT
Mystique kept her eyes on him. She pushed herself up so she was half sitting. "I don't find it easy putting my heart on the line," She mumbled. Her hand reached up, her fingers finding their familiar home in his hair. They curled around, clutching fistfuls of his hair before she pulled his lips to hers.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 14:31:29 GMT
Their lips met for a long kiss, which lasted while Logan moved down onto the bed with her. Once more, his world stopped at their bedroomwalls. But this time it wasn't just because he didn't have enough blood left in his head to expand his sense of reality beyond the door. This time, all he cared 'bout was right there, with him, puttin' her heart on the line, and he realized that more than ever. He would be damn careful not to break it. And hell, he wouldn't rush her, no matter how tempting it was to just take what he wanted. Slowly but surely, Logan moved Mystique to lay back on the matress, without breaking the kiss. His hand slid from her shoulder, down over her arm, to her side and to her hips. Meanwhile he pulled back enough to look into her eyes for a moment, before he moved the kiss to her tender neck.
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Post by Lauren on Feb 5, 2010 14:37:10 GMT
Mystique moaned, and leaned her head back, giving him better access to her neck. Her fingers moved down his back, gripping his shoulders. She had to admit, she'd missed him a hell of a lot. Being away had just shown her how much she needed him, even if he was a cheating bastard, he was her cheating bastard. Her hands moved down to his boxers and slipped them off him.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 14:49:17 GMT
A low growl escaped the back of Logan's troat, but it was muffled when he took the oppertunity to kiss more of Mystique's neck. His tongue moved over her tender skin slowly, then moved down to her shoulder and to her breasts. Meanwhile, his hand moved from her hip and slipped over her thigh. Although he'd tried hard not to rush her, there was an eagerness is anything he did. Hell, he couldn't hide how badly he wanted her. Especially now that her scent was changing, from nervous to sexual, and he'd missed that scent so goddamn much.
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Post by Lauren on Feb 5, 2010 14:52:42 GMT
Mystique grabbed a handful of his hair again, dragging his lips back to her. She was passed the point of not being rushed. By now, she needed him just as much as he needed her. They were back, as if nothing had ever come between them.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 15:01:45 GMT
Hours later, it looked like nothing would ever come between 'em again - least not literally, not they way they were glued together. Breathing hard and hearts pounding even harder, they were lying in a tight embrace. Logan held Mystique's naked body close against his, and brushed a last few lazy kisses on her lips. "Damn, Blue.." He mumbled, meanin' the good kinda 'damn'.
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