X-Men: Unfinished Business

[Lauren]

"Then my heels would get stuck up your ass," Mystique raised an eyebrow, going in the opposite direction for the 'negotiations'.

[Jacky]

"...Five?" Logan smirked. He put the tray aside so he could take her hand and pull her back into his embrace.

[Lauren]

"Five would be a poke in that shoulder wound of yours," Mystique smirked. "And before you suggest one, that'd be a slap round the face," She leaned against him when he pulled her into his embrace, putting her coffee down and resting her hand on his stomach.

[Jacky]

"Hm, better enjoy it this time then." Logan joked, as if it was a shame he only got to smash onto the asphalt once. He moved his hand over her arm, eventually resting it on her hip as he looked into her eyes.

[Lauren]

Mystique looked back into his eyes, her thoughts settling after all their jokes. She looked away and buried her face in his chest. "I can't believe you're alive," She mumbled, her fingers lightly caressing his stomach.

[Jacky]

"Better start believin' it, baby." Logan told her, his hand trailing down over her back as she buried her face in his chest. "Apparently I don't die easy."

[Lauren]

"Good. I'm very very glad to know that," Mystique mumbled, "You're still not fighting though," She smirked a little.

[Jacky]

"Dammit," Logan grunted, his attempt to ease the conversation towards that topic apparently not as subtle as he thought it would be.

[Lauren]

Mystique reached up and lightly pressed a finger against his shoulder wound, just brushing it against his bandages, to prove a point that it that hurt like a bitch, how would he cope in a fight? "You know I could fight. I could kick ass," She smirked.

[Jacky]

"Psh, you're a girl." Logan told her with a slight smirk. He tried to prove a point too, by not budging as she pressed her finger against the bandage. It really did hurt like hell though, making him gritt his teeth.