Thread: X-Men Evolved

Better. Wade snuggled up for the last time, resting his chin on top of Bobby's head. He inhaled deeply. You're smaller than Petey, he mumbled. --- Cassie gave a puppy whine, I want you in. Please? Bobby had an awkward grip on Wade's arms. He murmured into the other's shoulder, I might not be in all areas. --- Hey, Logan kiss her softly, sweetly. Just relax. Soon, I gotta recharge. He stroked her cheek, You kinda wiped me out last night. Got that right, Wade snorted. I think that cute cock of yours might even be bigger than mine. --- Then you are getting old, Cassie teased him. Her foot stroked his calf before she hooked her leg over his hip. Ignoring his request to wait, the woman squeezed a hand around her goal, angling it so she could impale herself on Logan's barely-there erection. Cassie smiled, eyes fluttering closed, and she sighed happily when their hips knocked together. With a little effort, she had kept every drop of his come locked inside and now relaxed. You're burning hot, she murmured, forehead against his chest. You're so weird, the blonde shook his head. --- Logan hissed, and his hips instinctively snapped against her. He gruntes into the crown of her head, Stubborn brat. And yet.... The merc shifted and ground into Bobby even though his body wasn't showing a even a hint of arousal. Here you are. --- Cassie just giggled, an arm draping around Logan's middle. I've decided, she said quietly, eyes closed and body still. Bobby's throat clenched. His lower belly had been stirring, but the mercenary's action really started to fan flames. Don't do that, Bobby grunted. --- Logan rose a brow, hand on her back and gentle, Decided what? A wicked grin stuck itself to Wade's face. Why? He repeated his action. Does it bother you? --- I do want a ring. Wade, the blonde pressed his forehead to the other's shoulder. Stop. --- Logan smiled, placing a kiss to the top of her head, he didn't mind sitting still. Want to come with me to get it or do you want it to be a surprise? What's this? My baby boy doesn't anna play? Wade teased. That's no good! He rolled his hips again, his legs that were wrapped around Bobby's holding him in place. --- Cassie gave a groan that soon turned into a quiet laugh. More decisions, she complained through a soft smile. Bobby huffed, biting onto Wade's shoulder as his hips tensed up and his nails dug into the other's arms. --- The wolverine nuzzled the top of her head, If you need to think about it, I can wait. So you do like that? Wade stilled, smirking. His arms around Bobby squeezed tight for a moment and he buried his face in blonde hair. One of these days I'm gonna tie you down and love on ya every way I want. Would you like that, Ice? --- Stop being so nice about everything, Cassie pouted, poking him in the stomach. Lips pressed to his sternum, she mumbled, You're just making it harder. No, was the muffled response of the blonde. --- Logan snorted, rolling his hips, You're the one going around and making things harder. You would love it, Wade purred. Wouldn't feel anything but pleasure. A hand rubbed gently over Bobby's back. Mind blank, thoughts gone. The only word you'd know'd be my name. And you'd look so beautiful. --- Cassie squeaked, a hand coming to rest of Logan's hip. Wouldn't be doing anything if you'd just keep still, she giggled. I don't that, Wilson. Just let go, Bobby murmured around the shoulder. --- Logan shook his head, I was the one who said to wait. Why, Blondie? Wade whined. You'll be rid of me for weeks in a few hours. Be a good boy let Daddy do what he wants. --- But we never get to do this, Cassie complained, fingers petting his jutting hipbone. And I like it. Bobby sighed, Because I can enjoy myself better when I can breathe, and I like you better when my body isn't burning. --- Logan fingers found hers, intertwining as he hummed, I always love on you, though. Wade let go, lightly pushing Bobby away and moving onto his back. Fiiinneee, he heaved, sounding offended. Be that way. If you don't like me.... --- I meant this, Cassie smirked, consciously closing her muscles around him. I should go check on Willie, she finally sighed. Bobby chuckled a sigh of fresh air. He looked to Wade, I like you. Sometimes. --- Logan huffed, his fingers squeezing hers lightly as he grumbled, Is that who texted you? I know, Wade smirk arrogantly. I just like to hear you say it. --- Who else would bother me at 7am on a Saturday? Cassie asked sarcastically. She smiled, nuzzling against his chest. Bobby stuck his tongue out at the other, curling on his side and hoping to hide an trace of the minimal arousal that stirred at his loins. --- Nobody should be, the wolverine murmured. Nobody, but him. Wade winked before looking back up at the ceiling, one hand behind his head as he laid out comfortably on his back. I wasn't kidding, you know. 'Bout tying you up. That's definitely happening. If I can't convince you, Petey will. If only his little spiderboy wasn't busy, Wade'd drag him out here and they'd all make a weekend of it. Oh, and if Wolverine wasn't going to try to kick his ass in about... T-minus ninety minutes, the boxes told him. --- Willie does a lot of things nobody should, Cassandra rolled her eyes. I still haven't figured out if he asks me to do dumb shit like Bobby's laundry because he knows I won't say 'no' to him, or because he gets off on it. Bobby rolled a thought in his head, Do you think he'd let me fuck him? Like, top? --- Logan rose a brow as he was officially becoming flacid when Bobby was brought into the picture. Bobby's-? He shook his head, I'm not gonna ask. Hell yeah he would! The merc glanced at Bobby, grinning. Petey'll do just about anything. My own personal fuckdoll. I love that boy so much. --- Cassie smirked up at Logan. Wanna see the pictures? she offered teasingly, knowing he absolutely did not. Bobby grimaced, not quite fond of the idea of Wade trying to recruit him as another fuckdoll. Isn't that kinda boring, though? the blonde inquired. --- Logan gave a sharp smack to her ass, No. It's impossible for Petey to bore me, Wade sighed wistfully. He could be entertained by Peter reading the phone book, watching that beautiful mouth work and listening to his sweet voice that still cracked when he was tired. It was such a shame Spidey didn't live here, so he could keep both his boys in one place. And if I wanted to be challenged, I've got you. --- Cassie squealed, squeezing Logan's hand. I was only kidding, she pretended to pout. You don't need to spank me Bobby deadpanned, So weird. --- Logan smirked, If I really wanted to spank you, I would have thrown you over my knees. Don't worry, Wade hummed, still grinning broadly. I'll have you trained, too, soon enough. It doesn't take long. --- Just the thought made Cassie blush, skin heating up. That wouldn't be fair, she protested, managing to keep up their playful back-and-forth even though her mind was now stuck in fantasy land. I haven't done anything to deserve it. Bobby didn't hesitate to give Wade the bird. Not a chance in Hell. --- Logan snorted, I have a list that could run through this whole school that would prove you wrong. Sure, Blondie, Wade chuckled. You keep telling yourself that. And after all I got you to do last night? He shook his head, not saying anything else go give Bobby time to remember. --- Like what? Cassie challenged, actually a little miffed at his accusations. Bobby flushed. I just got caught up is all. It's not like you can just get me to do anything anytime you want. --- Like the fact that you are gonna leave and get another man's scent on you, the wolverine replied before nipping at her neck. Can't get Petey to do that, either, Wade shrugged. Hell, I can't even get Mickey to do that, judging by how long it's taking her to get up here. But that's not the point. --- Might get more than that, Cassie said flippantly. You know how Willie gets. Bobby had to sigh a little in relief. It was good to hear that Peter wasn't that much of a pleasure-pushover. --- Logan rolled so he was abover Cassandra, hovering over her as his hands sunk into the mattress on either side if her head. That's why I don't like you around him. The point is, Wade continued, shifting onto his side to get a better look at Bobby, I'm gonna have a lot of fun with you.... --- Cassie shuddered, eyes closing, as the man pulled out of her but she quickly regained her composure. She smiled innocently up at Logan, Well, maybe that's why I like him. Only when I say, Bobby reiterated. He pulled a knee up closer to his abdomen to make sure that Wade couldn't see him. --- Logan sighed, rolling and sliding off the bed. He rubbed the back of his neck, Gonna take a shower. Well, you are in bed with me, Wade reminded him, as if he made is possible for Bobby to forget. So whaddya say, Blondie? That throat of yours feeling any better? --- Aww. Cassie sat up, still smiling. Did I hurt your feelings? Not really, Bobby frowned. And, neither is my ass. --- Logan didn't say anything. He picked up a towel from a pile and went into the bathroom. A soft click of the lock sounding off. Want Daddy to kiss it better? Wade teased, reaching out to pinch Bobby's face like some annoying grandmother. --- Cassie smile dropped off pretty quickly. Apparently that's a 'yes', she mumbled to herself, also getting up. She located her pajamas pretty quickly - because who wears real clothes on Saturdays? - and pulled them on, just a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top. She glanced at Logan's bed, figuring if she was going to wash Bobby's sheets she might as well do their own, and stripped it bare. She ran a hand through her hair to get rid of that 'recently fucked' look and slipped out the door, heading for Bobby's room. Bobby pushed away Wade's hand, Daddy needs to stop calling himself that. But then you wouldn't be my baby boy! Wade continued reaching for Bobby, trying to plant a kiss on his forehead. Bobby kept trying to keep Wade's hands at bay. I don't want to be your baby boy. But you already are! Wade cooed, not letting up. Not because I want to be! Wade's arms dropped limply and his bottom lip jutted out. You don't wanna be with me? Bobby groaned, his hands slapping against his face, You're exhausting. Seeing an opening, Wade lunged for the blonde and wrapped him up in his arms once again. I'd love to wear you out even more, he purred. The blonde grunted, You can't possibly do any worse. I can't resist a challenge, Wade chuckled. Blue eyes looked up, I would be surprised if you could. Wade met Bobby's gaze and sighed, ignoring the remark on his character. Those eyes just kill me, baby boy, he murmured. One hand stroked down the blonde's back and over his hips to his stomach, lightly tickling his muscular 'V'. The prettiest blue I've ever seen. Bobby twitched at Wade's touch, but he looked up into the other's eyes stubbornly, Can you say no to these eyes? Wade slowly shook his head, his other hand coming up to cup Bobby's face. Depends on what they're askin'. They're asking for some peace, Bobby sighed. Can I nap? No! Wade whined, pressing their foreheads together. Nap when I'm gone! Lemme treat you, Blondie. Please? he begged. And what is treating me? The blue eyes blinked innocently. Opening you up, Wade murmured, staring down into those hypnotizing eyes. Taking you nice and slow. Loving you all lazy-like, a perfect Saturday morning. Bobby pouted with big puppy dog eyes, But I still hurt. Then don't you want me to make you feel good? Wade asked, raising his brows. Take all that pain away. You know I can. He touched their noses briefly. Don't think I haven't seen that boner you've been trying to hide, either. The blonde flushed while his forming erection twitched. He reached for one of Wade's hands and placed it over his arousal, Maybe if you make this feel good, I won't feel so bad. Wade trailed one feather light finger down Bobby's half hard dick, sealing their lips together when he got to the head. You wanna get off like this, Blondie? the merc asked, barely touching the hot skin as his finger back up to the base. In my hand? With this, Bobby kissed Wade, letting his lips linger before swiping his tongue across. Even better, Wade smiled, nibbling on Bobby's bottom lip. How do you want this, baby boy? Want me on my knees on the floor? I'd love to take you on your back. Bobby kissed the mercenary, again. Just do it now? The hand on Bobby's prick moved to his hip to maneuver him onto his back where Wade wanted. Braced over top of the younger man, the merc leaned in and slowly, slowly kissed his way down to the trail of hair leading to Bobby's navel. Wade nuzzled his nose into the sparce blonde curls, leaving a kiss on his pelvic bone every few seconds. Bobby arched his back a little. He spread his thighs and ran his fingers through the dark hair. His hips twitched and he keened. Beg for it, Blondie, Wade prompted in between suckling a hickey into Bobby's hip. Beg me and I'll touch you. Wade, you're supposed to be making feel good, the blonde huffed. So do it. Wade rolled his eyes, smiling into the sensitive skin. He kissed lower, brushing his lips over Bobby's dick and leaving an open mouthed kiss on the hardening member every so often. Fingers tightened in Wade's hair and Bobby tried to shove the man's mouth closer. Letting Bobby push him around, Wade found himself with a leaking tip right in front of his face. Not one to let good precome go to waste, he lapped almost shyly at Bobby's swollen head, tongue just barely touching. Wilson! Bobby groaned, rolling his hips upwards as he was getting frustrated. Smirking, Wade kissed the tip in front of him sweetly before going in for a long, hot lick all the way up to the base. Better, Blondie? he chuckled before sucking at the joint of Bobby's pelvis and dick. Bobby whined, his spine tingling, Stop teasing, damn it. Wade nosed at the hardness he was worshipping. You got it, Blondie. He took the head in his mouth for a moment before pulling back, sucking as he eased off like it was a Tootsie Pop. Wade did this once more before slowly easing all of the blonde down his throat. He swallowed reflexively when his nose bumped into Bobby's pelvis, eyes closing. A gasp filled Bobby's lungs before he released it into a low groan. His hips rolled, and a mewl passed his lips. Without warning, Wade sucked hard enough that the inside of his hollowed cheeks touched the sides of Bobby's cock. Still sucking, he pulled almost all the way off before slowly taking him back in, tongue ravishing the leaking slit. Bobby's knees jerked and clamped onto Wade's head. He whimpered, his hips and legs shaking. He groaned, nose flaring and flushed features growing from the tips of his ears to his collarbone. Wade brought his hands up around Bobby's thighs, holding him down and apart. He swallowed again, trying not to drool. To keep the other distracted while he got a bottle of lube out from underneath the mattress and slicked up his fingers, he repeated the overly harsh suction. Bobby's toes were curling. One hand left Wade's hair to reach up and back to grip into the pillow. His back arching and teeth clenching. His chest heaving burdened breaths. One hand held Bobby down, anticipating a strong reaction when Wade slipped a finger halfway inside. He was only up to the second knuckle of his index finger but he still tried to keep Bobby's mind off it with short, rapid suction just in case he was sore. Shit, the blonde gritted. He lifted a knee that pressed to his chest, opening himself more to Wade. Hurts. Wade hummed low, sending vibrations through Bobby's cock in an effort to ease the blonde's discomfort as the rest of his first finger buried itself in tight heat. Bobby released an unabashed moan filling the room as his nails dug into Wade's scalp and tugged at the roots. Wade quirked his finger, angling it slightly. He knew exactly where Bobby's weak spot was. He sucked down hard before easing up and swirling his tongue around the hard member filling his mouth. At that moment, Cassie walked through the unlocked door. She had dropped her own laundry downstairs before flying back up to collect Bobby's. The woman was expecting both Bobby and Wade to be in bed together, but she definitely hadn't been expecting them like this. Willie, we need to talk about the times of day it's acceptable to text some- Jesus Christ!! she exclaimed, completely caught off guard. Wade jerked his head up, grinning as he sat on his knees, thrusting his finger in a jerky motion. Mickey! Hey! Hearing his friend's voice, Bobby couldn't look from the source. His eyes clenched and his body spasmed. Squeezing onto Wade's digit, the blonde moaned, reaching his climax and sprinkling his abdomen with his own mess. Wade frowned, but continued to curl his finger within the Iceman, Mickey, you made him come! That's my job! What the f-! Cassie glanced behind her and stepped in the room, closing the bedroom door behind her. What the actual fuck, Willie? You got me out of bed for this?? She gestured at the blonde, No offense, Bobby. Bobby winced, one hand in the pillow and the other in the mattress as Wade continued to work him, his lips parted slightly. Make him stop, he mewled. Uh-uh, Cassie shook her head, holding a palm up. I am not part of this. I cannot believe you, Willie. I mean, I can, she muttered, because this is totally something you would do, but still! What? Wade giggled. Can't you see he's having a blast? He wiped his free hand through the semen on Bobby's stomach, See? Take it like a man, Bobby, Cassie snapped when the Blondie whimpered loudly. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she grumbled at Wade, I can see you're enjoying it. But whatever happened to 'don't involve others in your kinks without their consent'? You came here didn't you? Wade beamed. Because you asked me to pick up the bedding! Not to-! I-! What? What- what- what am even doing here? What part of this am I? Meanwhile, Bobby whined quietly, hands scrambling as he was unable to hold onto anything hard enough to keep himself grounded. Wade.... Wade, please... stop, he panted. Oh, shush, you, Wade purred, slipping a second finger into the blonde and continuing jis assault on the tender flesh. He turned to look at Cassie, Of course you're here as the audience. Cassie, Bobby whined. Please...make him....stop...! Shut up, Bobby. You clearly asked for this. Eyes on Wade, Cassie raised her brows. Audience, huh? Well... she didn't have anything better to do while Logan was pouting in the shower. And if Bobby was talking to her, he must not mind that much. Yeah, alright, the woman finally agreed with a shrug. Hear that Blondie? You're on stage now, Wade giggled. Bobby bit his lip, the fingers digging into the mattress creating a patch of ice as blue eyes clenched tightly. He shook his head, back arching and hips snapping. Cassie hopped up to sit on Bobby's desk, settling in. So this is what you guys do all day? she inquired, sounding a little bored. She had no problem watching Wade do his thing. You could even say she was used to it. But she was mildly uncomfortable watching one of her best friends get fingered and consciously kept her eyes from lingering too long on Bobby. She felt a little guilty and kind of skeevy every time she looked at him. It's not what you do with Wolvie? Wade's two fingers rapidly alternated tapping on Bobby's prostate. One hand was one the blonde's stomach, holding him down and drawing patterns in his come. You used to like this kinda thing, Mick! Both of Bobbies knees came up to his ribs. He panted openly, neck craning back as his fingers twisted into his own hair. The back of his mind was screaming, unable to believe he was in a situation like this. Fuck. I didn't say that, Cassie replied, rolling her eyes. Not that it's your business. I showed you mine, it's only fair that you show me yours. Wade grinned, twisting his fingers harshly, Oh, Mickey! You got him to swear! Normally he just whines and begs for me. Do it again, Blondie, he prompted. Say something for your friend. The blonde twisted, knees tucked and twitching. Damm it, just end it, Bobby whined. You gotta come again first, baby boy, Wade told him sweetly, booping him on the nose with a come-covered finger. Maybe if you ask real nice, Mickey'll help you He aimed his fingers towards Bobby's prostate again. And you'd better start asking soon, cuz you've still gotta get me off. Unless you want to watch Mickey do it? Hands trembling, Bobby hesitantly retracted his hands from his scalp and onto his chest. His fingers playing with perked rosy buds, twisting and tugging and the blonde let his jaw go slack. Look how sensitive he is there, Mickey! Wade nearly bragged, glancing back at the woman to make sure she was watching. Why don't you have any vibes hooked up, then? Cassie asked curiously. The merc shrugged. Didn't want to take the time. He jackhammered his fingers into Bobby's prostate for a few seconds before removing his touch from the gland completely, stroking around it instead. Would you like that, Blondie? Two little bullets turned on high and taped down to those sensitive nipples of yours, so you couldn't get away from them? Cassie shifted in her seat atop the desk. It wasn't the scene in front of her that was turning her on - well, okay. It played a little part - but the way Wade talked. The scenarios he laid out wormed their way into her head except with her in Bobby's place and she shifted again, crossing her legs. Do it, Bobby begged with a whimper. Just let me come. Gotta come. Whaddya think, Mickey? Wade slowly stroked his two fingers on either side of the spot where Bobby needed it the most. And he hadn't touched the blonde's weeping cock in minutes, nor did he plan to. Should I let him come? Up to you Bobby would hate her when he got his head screwed back on straight, but Cassie couldn't help herself. Wade always did bring out the worst in her. No, she said simply. Bobby whined, his wrists flicking as he worked his nipples, No, please. Please. You're so cruel, Mickey, Wade gushed happily. He wrapped a tight hand around the base of Bobby's cock to keep him from reaching releasing as his fingers tortured his prostate once again. I love it Take it like a man, Bobby, Cassie repeated, pulling one knee up and resting her chin on it. The blonde's spine arched. Biting his lip, toes curling, he panted out, Hurts. Bet it does. Wade winked over his shoulder at Cassandra. Beg her, Blondie. If you want to come, you're going to have to beg. Cassie, blue eyes clenched. Cass. Cassie. Please please please. It all hurts. Make it stop. Cassie ignored him. Instead, she slid off the desk and moved to drape herself over Wade's back, arms over his shoulders. Damn, you really can get him to do anything, she commented. You should've seen him last night, the merc scoffed. He came so hard he pissed himself! No way. Way. Think you can do it again, Blondie? Put on a nice show for our guest? The flush under his skin has grown down to his breasts. The blonde shook his head, Don't. He tried to open his legs a little wider, Please. No, I think you should. Wade ground two fingers into the abused spot inside Bobby before adding a third with no warning. Push down, he instructed his audience, see what happens. Never one to say no to Willie, Cassie reached over him and with a flat palm put light pressure just below Bobby's navel. Bobby's eyes shot open before he clenched them shut. His nails dug into his chest, scraping skin and he cried out. A light splurt of urine escaped him, but his thighs tensed as he tried to hold it in. No! See? Wade beamed, looking proud. He held Bobby even tighter, wondering if he could still do it through such a strong grip. Do it again. Any embarrassment left in Cassie had been replaced with curiosity and, if she was being honest, arousal. So she did it again, warning, Don't come, Bobby. Please...stop... Bobby begged, a few more spurts dripping out, urine bubble at his tip and dripping bit by bit. No way, Blondie! This is too much fun, right Mickey? Wade jammed all three fingers ruthlessly into Bobby's prostate, twisting them harshly. Does it hurt, huh?, he patronized. You wanna come so bad it hurts, baby boy? Her chin resting on Wade's shoulder, Cassie alternated between rubbing comforting circles over Bobby's lower abdomen and pressing lightly, smirking every time he squirmed. Her other hand had disappeared between Wade's legs. Bobby's voice croaked, his entire body quaking and finally a jet spray of body fluid left the blonde. His torso and abdomen covered, dripping down to the bed and soaking it. His innards squeezing onto Wade and fluttering about him. Tears bubbled in blue eyes. Wade laughed, fingers thrusting hard. Blondie, you ruined your bed, he scolded, grinning. Ew, Cassie mumbled, wiping her drenched hand on Bobby's thigh. Aw, and you ruined Mickey, he giggled. This earned a glare from the woman and Wade sucked in a harsh breath, hand inside Bobby stilling as his chin dropped to his chest, eyes screwed shut. He recovered just as Cassie wiped something else on Bobby's other thigh, fingers picking up speed. The woman kissed Wade on the cheek as she straightened up. He can come now, she said flippantly, moving to collect the sheets that had been discarded on the floor. With that, the merc removed his hand from around Bobby's purpling cock, fingers drilling rapid circles into his prostate. You heard her, baby. Come for us. Not a sound escaped the blonde as he emptied onto his stomach. All the fluids mixing and covering him. His joints and muscles twitched and fidgeted as slowly oxygen slipped in and out of his lungs. A few more gentle strokes of his fingers and Wade finally gave gave Bobby a break. Manners, Blondie, he tutted, sitting back on his heels. Say thank you. Mouth gaping, the blonde gasped out gratitude in broken syllables. Tears freely falling and blood bubbled from the scratches on Bobby's chest. That's Daddy's good boy, Wade hummed, bracing his hands under Bobby's arms so he could lean up and languidly lick the man clean. Weirdos, Cassie muttered, taking the soiled sheets she came for and leaving the two alone, closing the door behind her. Wade alternated between lapping up the blood and come smeared around the blonde's nipples and kissing away the tears on his cheeks. So good for me, Blondie, he murmured adoringly. So strong. Took everything I gave you. Didn't even freeze up. He nuzzled Bobby's temple, licking up tears as they fell. How was it, baby boy? Can you talk to me? Blue glistening eyes looked up at Wade. The Iceman panting, his face was red and all he could do was shake his head. That's okay, the mercenary soothed, a hand cupping Bobby's cheek and wiping away his tears. Take your time. Deep breaths, baby. He kissed the blonde's forehead lightly. It's over now. No more, I promise. Lucille was in the laundry room. Not too many people came here in the morning, and she wanted to be alone. Hiding in her room was no good, since people would be bothering her if they knew she was in. Sitting in the corner beside the washer, she held her knees to her chest and chin atop the knees. Cassie pranced down the steps, quietly singing some overplayed pop song to herself. Laundry on top of the dryer, she started running water into the washing machine. The woman didn't even notice Lucille until she went to get detergent and came back to the washer. You got me in chains? You -Oh! she gasped. Goodness, Holly, you scared me. She dumped the detergent into the wash and closed the lid, lessening the noise while the machine filled up. If you're waiting for clothes to finish, you might want to wait somewhere else. There's probably spiders down there. Lucille jumped in her skin when Cassie acknowledged her. She avoided the older woman's gaze and held her knees closer to herself. No, I am fine. If you say so, Cassie shrugged. Opening the lid to the washer she shoved the bedding in and closed it before going to wash her hands in the large sink. Drying off, she shot a glance to the girl. Because you don't look fine. Lucille shrugged, I just want to be alone. Sorry then, hun. Didn't mean to disturb your public alone time. Cassie crouched down just outside of Lucille's personal bubble. Did Deimos tell you what happened yesterday? Hesitant, Lucille sniffled a little before nodding silently. Yeah, everyone was shaken up, she said sympathetically. We're all really glad you're okay. Cassie's dog tags clinked together when she touched them. You are okay, right? Being involved without actually being there... sounds pretty scary to me. Again, Lucille shrugged, Ever since we came here, we always knew something bad could happen while one was awake and the other sleeping. We've adjusted. But... Adjusted or not, that still sounds hard to deal with. Cassie rested her elbows on her knees. Are you mad? she asked. That we put you and Deimos in danger? Because you totally have a right to be won't hurt my feelings. Lucille shook her head, It's not that. I...Deimos sounded so upset in the recording. I was getting used to his voice but hearing him so upset was.. she rubbed at an eye. Recor-? Oh, Cassie cut herself off when she realized what Lucille was referring to. It was weird he'd seemed more angry than upset when she had seem him yesterday, but then again that boy was never one to show weakness. I'm sorry you can't talk to him, she told the other quietly. He might've been less upset than he sounded. Lucille shook her head, I think...he had been crying. He said...something about that Deadpool person. And, from the sound of it...I feel a little scared that there was something more to it. And, he said something about Kurt... You.... Cassie frowned at the girl. I mean... he said those things not in reference to the, uh, 'incident'? He said that the whole day was a sham, a farce. That...Kurt didn't care if we were in danger and that Deadpool guy...he pulled a gun on us. He did- no- what?? Cassandra didn't know what to address first. She started from the top, Okay, the team building got a bit out of hand, and class on Friday ended early. Kurt had no idea that any of you were in danger, she insisted, and he absolutely cared. He just about cried to me afterwards, he felt so bad. And I don't know what the hell Willie did but-! She paused mid-rant to explain, 'That Deadpool Guy', his name is Wade Wilson. You can just call him Wade. Anyway, I don't doubt that he would do something so stupid, but he's harmless. He was the one that saved everyone, after all. Lucille buried her face in her knees. I don't know what to think. But, Deimos...his voice is just ringing in my ear. Cassie really felt for this poor girl. She was obviously distraught and it wasn't like she had any real friends who would make her feel better. What can I do to help? she murmured. Lucille peeked up, cautious and a bit ashamed, I...ignored Kurt. I could have talked to him, but I just heard the recording and I...didn't know what to say. Cassie nodded in understanding. He must be confused right now. Maybe worried that you're angry with him. I can tell him what you've said, if you want. Could you...see if he's mad at me? Giving a comforting smile, the woman assured Lucille, He's not. But I'll check up on him anyway, if it'll make you feel better. Lucille's bottom lip trembled for a second before attempting a smile. Sorry. If you could? Of course, Cassie nodded, standing up. But you have to promise to do something for me, too. Lucille nodded, I could try. Could you move those sheets over to the dryer when they're done? she winked. Lucille hiccuped before chuckling, Yes. Thanks, Cassie smiled. And don't worry, hun. Everything'll be fine. Um, Lucille prodded. Is he still here? Deadpool? Cass nodded. Yeah, he is. But I don't think he'll be wandering around or anything. He won't bother you. Lucille nodded, I understand. Thank you. It's what I'm here for, Cassie shrugged with a smile before hopping back upstairs. Her phone was still in Logan's room, so she decided to text Kurt while checking up on her pouting Fianc. Kurt was in his room. He was scrounging up some change as he wrote down a list of things that he needed. His lips were quirked as he was bubbling from the inside. He knew what he wanted to do for Holly. Cassie had grabbed her phone from Logan's bedroom but when she discovered he wasn't there, she didn't feel like hanging around without him. The headmaster hadn't said anything about having to do something today, and the fact that he hadn't waited for her to come back was kind of weird, but Cassie shrugged it off Logan always did Logan things, this wasn't new. Still, she felt a little bad that she hadn't gotten to apologize for ruining his mood earlier. Standing in front of Kurt's door, she pushed these worries out of her mind and knocked The indigo man's ears twitched at the sound. His tail twitched as he hoped to be Holly. He flattened the list out on his desk befor answering it. His mouth twisted slightly at seeing that it was Cassie, but he still smiled. Halo, Cassie. Mornin', K, Cassie chirped. You free? Uh, vell, Kurt looked over his shoulder. Do you need me for long? Um, I guess not, Cassie shrugged. Holly just wanted me to talk to you. Oh! A toothy grin overcame the man. Come in. I vas just about to head out, but I can spare a few minutes. Whereya goin'? Cassie inquired, accepting the man's invitation and stepping inside his quarters. Kurt closed the door behind her, Just down to ze craft store. Cassie raised a brow, settling in cross legged on the end of Kurt's bed. Craft store? You're... into crafts now? Crossing his arms, Kurt smiled awkwardly, You could say I've been inspired. Inspired? Cassie giggled. Alright then, Mister Mysterious. Just don't get glue in your fur. Kurt stuck his tongue out, So? Vhat did Hol-Lucille vant you to talk to me about? Oh yeah! So, um... Cassie fought a smile, she shouldn't be laughing at someone else's emotions. She's actually worried that you're mad at her. Obviously, I told her that wasn't possible, but she wasn't convinced. He rose a brow, Vhy vould I be mad? Isn't she ze one mad at me? Cassie rolled her eyes, You guys are adorable. It's like a bad romcom where the entire plot is miscommunication. She shook her head. Holly's not mad at you. She was distracted this morning and didn't know what to say to you, so she just kind of ignored you it sounds almost like it was an accident. Both brows rose, Kurt looking surprised, Is...zat so...? That's what she told me, anyway. I even asked if she was mad about us putting her in danger - and I did say 'us', not 'you', because it wasn't your fault, Cassie specified, and she said she wasn't. She was kinda stressed about the whole 'dying when you're not even awake' thing, but I can't do anything about that. I see... Kurt rubbed at his chin in thought. Vell, I... He looked to Cassie, smiling. Danke for telling me. Course! Cassie beamed. But... she also said something about.... Her smile turned into a slight frown. Well, she said Deimos sounded like he had been crying when he left his message. Her eyebrows came together. I didn't think he was that upset about what happened? The woman decided against spreading the word that Wade had apparently pulled a gun on Deimos. The less people that knew that, the better. Kurt nearly gaped before his hands flew into his hair, Mein Gott. Deimos...I should apologize to him...und Lucille. To Deimos, at least, Cassie agreed. Apparently he thought you didn't care about them? I mean, I don't even know if he'd listen to an apology. Kurt sighed, shaking his head, I still should. Cassie nodded slowly. He'd probably appreciate it. So, uh.... if you thought Holly was mad at you... is that who you're making crafts for? Caught off guard, Kurt suddenly became sheepish, Er, ja. I vanted to make her somezing. I...vanted to make her smile. Your face already does that, she smirked. Because you're both gross and sappy and adorable. But that's really sweet. I'm sure she'll love it. Don't make me sound like Rogue und Remy, Kurt frowned. I don't zink I could handle zat. Cassie laughed brightly. You'll never be as bad as Remy, she told him, but I'm expecting you two to be gushy and lovey-dovey when you finally get to. Rubbing the back of his neck, Kurt couldn't fight his blush, I'm a gentleman, not a highschooler. Neither is Remy, she teased. But Holly is. Kurt's tail twitched. He wasn't even going to say that he hoped she wouldn't be for much longer. Then, he remembered about their guest, Is Vade still here? Last time I checked, Cassie confirmed. Which wasn't too long ago. But he's with Bobby so... she shrugged. Why? Kurt shrugged, I just get nervous vhen he is around. I know you two are friends, but after vhat happened vith Deimos I get uneasy. Cassie cringed slightly. Sooo... Deimos might have also said something else in that message. There was a pause. Was? Okay, you can go beat his dumb ass or drag him to hell for a few weeks for whatever, but please don't tell Logan, Cassie begged. He's already in a weird mood and just- just don't mention it to him, okay? Cassie, Kurt was scowling, if you say it like zat, I'm not sure how I feel about zis. Depending on vhat it is, zen I vill tell eizer Jean or ze Professor. Don't say anything to anyone until we know what actually happened, Cassie countered. Because Lucille doesn't even know what happened. Kurt sighed, Cassie, vhat could you be...vait...nein! I know vhat you are talking about! Remy vas zere, he told me! Oh. Well, then, there ya go. Cassie gave a weak shrug. Nein, Kurt insisted. Remy told me ze two had a fight und zat Vade broke some jewelry of Deimos'. Your vords are saying zere is somezing more to ze story. Uh, well, I mean that pretty much explains it, Cassie deflected. They got in some fight. Kurt was suspicious, Zen, I am sure Logan vill know soon. Hank vas supposed to see to Deimos. Awesome, Cassie grimaced. Hey, do you happen to know where Logan is now? The indigo man shook his head, I have not seen him since yesterday. Hm, okay, Cassie nodded, brows furrowing in thought. Well, Lucille is hiding in the laundry room when you've finished your crafting. Vhat? Kurt wasn't sure if he should laugh or frown. Vhy? I-I don't know, Cassie shook her head, lifting her palms up. She said she wanted to be alone? Why she chose the laundry room of all places I have no idea. Kurt snorted before covering his mouth. Holly was an interesting girl. I know, Cassie giggled. You sure know how to pick 'em, Kurt. Kurt attempted to frown, She's a good girl, und an individual. I'm just teasing you, she grinned at her friend. I like Holly. Lucille. Whatever. Cassie waved a hand. She's great. A little awkward but it's high school, so who isn't? Kurt sighed, She called me 'Professor' zis morning. She doesn't call me zat in private anymore, so I vas so scared she did. As I said, Cassie rolled her eyes, still smiling, awkward. She told me she was just really distracted when she saw you this morning, so don't worry about it. And then you'll give her your gift and you two will make out or whatever and laugh about how silly you were and all your problems will be solved before Monday! She clapped her hands together. Right? Ve von't make out, Kurt looked offended. Ve haven't kissed since- he immediately cut himself off. Cassie gasped. Her elbows rested on her knees and her chin was in her hands, she looked like a child ready for Story Time. So you guys HAVE kissed already! I knew it, I knew you couldn't wait. Rubbing at his eyes, Kurt cursed himself in German before peeking up at his friend. It vas only once. On Christmas. Awww, Cassie cooed, that's so grossly romantic! And you tried to pretend you weren't a sap Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. She looked up at the ceiling, thinking. Except, you know, like Bobby and Rogue and Forge and.... Kurt grimaced, Cassid, I could get into trouble! Oh, sush. They're our friends, they wouldn't rat you out. And the more people that know, the people that can cover for you, Cassie told him, as if that was something he needed. The indigo man didn't look convinced as he seemed anxious, But, vhat if Logan gets vind of it? Okay, well, yeah, Cassie admitted. Then you'd have a problem. But let's be honest, if he was going to hear it from anybody it'd probably be me. She shrugged, not looking nearly as guilty as she should. You know how I talk. I know! Kurt was exasperated. Zat's vhy don't tell anyone, please? But what's the point of a secret if you can't tell anyone? Cassie whined. Secrets aren't meant to be shared! Cassie just booed him, pouting. Fine, I'll try not to tell anyone, she finally agreed. I'm like the only one who cares, anyway. Und, please don't tell Rogue. The woman frowned, looking at him suspiciously, Why not Rogue in particular? Kurt shifted uncomfortably, She isn't against my feelings for Holly, but she is very nervous about me slipping up und...I don't vant to vorry her. Well, she clearly has a reason to be worried, Cassie raised her boys teasingly. Since you've already 'slipped up'. Even so, she drew an 'X' over her heart with one finger. I won't tell Rogue, she promised him. Kurt beamed, Danke shn. So do I get to know what you're making? Cassie inquired. Kurt turned bashful, It isn't much. I vanted to give her somezing zat showed I care vizout drawing attention to it. To give back for ze carving. Cassie's eyes narrowed. You're not going to try and carve her something, are you? Because the Riggs' are, like, SUPER good with knives and whittling takes a lot of practice and well.... She wrinkled her nose, You only have six fingers to begin with. Kurt chuckled, I am good vith swords, but viddling is an entirely different art. It then occurred to him that he should try to woo Holly with his swashbuckling nature. I vanted to make her a bracelette. A sort of...promise bracelette. Like if a promise ring and a friendship bracelet had a baby? Something occurred to Cassie and she frowned. So is like a... 'I promise to ask you to marry me eventually' kind of bracelet or...? Kurt bit the inside of his cheek, Somezing like zat. But you want a family, right? she asked pointedly. J-Ja, the German looked at his friend a little perplexed from her attitude. You know I do. Yeah, but then Lucille... with the...? Cassie made some vague gesture. So can you guys even...? Together? O-Oh, zat, vell... he cleared his throat. Of course, ve have not discussed zis topic, yet. However, I have looked into it, und...intimacy is achievable. No, no, no, Cassie shook her head. I figured that much. It's just.... The woman decided to get scientific to releave some of Kurt's awkwardness. If Lucille doesn't have a functional uterus or ovaries, she can't be a mother. Kurt blinked a few times before his tail drooped. Right, he numbly sat down beside Cassie and sighed. I don't even know if she vants to be a mozer anyvay. I mean, perhaps zere are zings ve could look into, but of she doesn't vant to, zen zere is no point. Cassandra wanted to disagree, even if it was just to make Kurt feel better. But she knew he was right. She placed a hand on the blue man's knee, bumping their shoulders together gently. I hate to be 'that guy', K, but... how well do you two really know each other? I mean, if this promise bracelet you're giving her is just for, like, dating then you've got some time to figure it out. But if you're going for something more serious.... You should be on the same page for the important things, at least. Kurt leaned against his friend gently, I just don't vany her to zink zere is anyone else. Vanda vas here, und Deimos had given me a strange look. I vas vorried he said somezing to her. Bobby told me zat at Christmas she even zought zat you und I vere more zan just friends. I don't vant her to feel zat vay. I...I understand zat she could wake up und decide she does not need an old man like me. Ve may not make it until marriage, und I am honestly not trying to zink about it. I vant out relationship to develop naturally, but I vant to put some of her vorries to rest if I can. Then... I think what you're doing is a good idea. You should include a serious conversation somewhere in there where you tell her all this stuff, too, but you know that. Cassie tipped her head to touch his. If Lucille's anything like me, she'll really appreciate the tangible promise. Kurt snorted, If she is anyzing like you, I might be in over mein head. Cassie laughed and playful joslted her friend. Be nice! she scolded knocking elbows with the elf. Kurt smirked, allowing the abuse, I love you, Cassie, but only a man like Logan can handle you. Cassie just grinned. You don't even know how big of a compliment that is, Kurt. Kurt wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in to place a kiss on her forehead, Bitte schn. Giggling, Cassie hugged her friend. After a moment, she pulled away. Alright lover boy, she smiled, get crafting. There's a lonely girl waiting for you in the laundry room. Ja, Kurt stood, his tail lively once more. He grabbed his list and stuck it into his pocket before walking to the door. He opened it and smiled, Danke for coming. I really needed it. Cassie hopped up and followed him to the door. You know I want you and Lucille to be happy. It's the least I can do to play messenger for a day. Again, Kurt placed a kiss to her forehead, I vill see you around. Giving his arm a quick squeeze, Cassie echoed Kurt, See you around. Let me know how it goes. Kurt bobbed his head, and as soon as she left, he locked his door and ported elsewhere. In the time since talking with Kurt, Cassie had gone back down to the laundry room and collected her own things. She texted Bobby to let him know where his sheets were, she wasn't getting sucked back into that mess again today. The woman had remaid Logan's bed and cleaned up their own mess that lay around the room before flopping on top of the covers to cool off and relax. It was a shame Logan wasn't there to relax with her, Cassie felt, as she got out her phone to check if she had any messages. She was almost disappointed that there weren't any messages from Logan, even though that was dumb because Logan didn't leave messages because Logan hated these awful new phones with their stupid touchscreens and too many options and constant errors. She was still smiling to herself over her fianc's general techno-illiteracy while she surfed through Twitter, the DL way she kept up with the student's gossip train. The doorknob turned and the door opened Logan was looking exhausted when he entered the room to the point he almost didn't see his fiance. When he did spot her, he sighed and slammed the door closed behind him. Cassie had glanced up from her phone when Logan walked it, but her smile vanished the second the door slammed. Easy, she mumbled, mildly annoyed. It's not even noon, people are still sleeping. Leaning against the door, Logan didn't even want to mention her smell as he growled, Just talked to Hank. A brow raised in concern. Everything okay? Wilson, he snarled, pulled a gun on Deimos last night. Eyes going back to the screen in her hand, Cassie tried to sound as casual as possible, I heard.... Logan paused a breath before running a hand through his hair. Right, of course you did, he nearly scoffed. Lucille told me, Cassie frowned, hoping to shatter his assumptions. Yeah, but I heard from Hank, not you. Sending a glare in Logan's direction, Cassie informed him, I would've told you if I had seen you. When I got back you had left not my problem. You should have contacted me, Logan was trying hard not to raise his voice. You should have told me right away. He didn't hurt anyone, Cassie countered cooly. You wouldn't even know if Hank hadn't said anything. And that's what pisses me off! Logan snapped as his fist slammed into the wall. You're always defending him, always making excuses for him! Cassie flinched at his action but merely rolled her eyes in response. Well excuse me for being a good friend, she muttered, going back to her phone. That's not the point, Cassie, Logan growled. You should be looking out for the kids, putting them first. But, you'd rather protect a friend who is just insane enough to gun down a student with no remorse. His voice gained volume and venom as he spat, If you can't put the students first, then maybe you don't belong here. Now her head snapped up and she met his dark gaze full on. Are you serious? she replied angrily. If I had been there, I would've done something! But I wasn't and nothing happened and he wasn't bothering anyone by the time I heard about it. If I brought it up to anyone, especially you, they'd cause a scene and put more than just Deimos in danger! Why would you automatically assume I'm only concerned with myself? Because that's what you do, Cassandra! He hollered. This place is supposed to be safe 'nd help the kids feel comfortable, but every time this asshole comes it's nothing but harrassment and danger. You don't care what he's done, but it's not about what he's done, it's about what's going to do. And, that is just repeat his sick game of messing with people for entertainment. We can't have him here when these parents are thinking this is supposed to be a safe haven. Things are better for mutants, now, yes, but they can't get the training anywhere like they can here. If they pull these kids out, who knows what will happen. We can't just let hin walk around after threatening not just one, but two lives. Not just because you want to fucking play around with him. Cassie felt herself getting angrier and more emotional as Logan yelled. Until that last line.... Putting her phone aside, she leaned back on one hand. Taunting the Wolverine was definitely NOT a good idea, but she was going to do it anyway. You're jealous. It wasn't a question. Logan snorted, Don't try to twist this into some psychological inner struggle bullshit. Isn't it? It ain't. Cassie shrugged, That's what it looks like from my end. And, from my end it looks like you're puttin' your friend above your students. I'm not, she said softly. Why don't you trust me? Because I have to look out for the kids, Logan was stern in voice, but his eyes fell. If it looks like you aren't doing your job, I can't take any risks. I'm not! Cassie repeated, more exasperated this time. It's not like I invite him here! But you are always against him being ejected from here. Once he's here, you beg for him to stay. Even if it's not in the best interest of the students. The only person he's ever hurt here is you! Cassie protested. He just saved the lives of seven students, is that not in their 'best interest'? Not if he's just going to start pointing guns at them! Then maybe Deimos shouldn't pick fights! Cassie retorted. Logan's jaw tightened. His wrist flicked to twist the doorknob before he opened the door. Get out. Cassie crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. You have got to be kidding. I ain't, he snarled. Out. No! Cassie barked a laugh. You can't start pickin' on me then kick me out. Logan crossed his arms, My room, and only one of us is leavin'. Got it? I can't deal with you right now. Nu-uh. That's not how this works anymore, Cassie shook her head. It is now, Logan growled. Logan-! Cassie stopped and sighed, head dropping. Please. Just... She looked back at him and held a hand out. Come here. Logan said nothing. Though, after a pause he held his hand out as well. He wasn't going to move. Smiling slightly the woman rolled her eyes - he was always so stubborn. Cassie stood and stepped closer, taking Logan's hand in both of hers. Look, I'm sorry, okay? she said softly, not meeting his eyes. I'm sorry that Willie's a jackass and I'm sorry he comes around uninvited and I'm sorry that he makes everyone nervous. But he's one of my best friends, you can't blame me for wanting to see him as much as possible. One of her hands squeezed his lightly, asking sincerely, What do you want me to do? Heaving a sigh, Logan kicked the door closed. He pulled Cassie close and embraced as he said, I don't want you hidin' things from me. I didnt-... I didn't mean to. Her arms went around his waist as she rested her head on his shoulder, forehead touching the side of his neck. I didn't even know what really happened or even when. Cassie was quiet for a moment then, even quieter than before, You believe me, right? Logan's nose twitched, I believe it. He ran a hand from the crown of her head downwards. Do you really think I don't belong here? Cassie mumbled. Logan sighed, Honestly? It feels that you don't always take your work seriously. And, that you don't always put the kids first. A hot tear dripped onto Logan's collarbone, even though Cassie didn't sound like she was crying. Do you want me to leave? Logan held her tighter, No. I...I'm just...pissed. Frustrated. Confused... What can I do? The woman whispered, pulling a hand up to wipe tears away. I need you to promise me you won't hide shit like this, again, Logan answered. He pulled back and gripped her chin so she would meet his eyes. I mean it. But I didn't! she insisted once again. But, you wanted to, didn't ya? I-! Cassie averted her eyes from his. I didn't want you to get in a fight with him. It wasn't a lie, it just wasn't the complete truth. Ya can't think like that, the wolverine sighed. Whether it's for me or for him, ya can't think like that. What's best is to tell if not me, then Jean or Chuck. Then, the three of us will decide what to do with Wilson. Cassie didn't answer. Instead she pulled her chin out of his grasp and looked guilty, picking at imaginary lint on Logan's shirt. Don't do that, Logab grumbled as he gripped at her wrists loosely. Cassie stilled her hands in Logan's grip. If you hate him so much, she murmured, sounding almost bitter, why do you let him hang around? Logan sighed, Because it's not just my decision to make. Jean and Charles think that one day we can get him to join up, and that would somehow be a good idea. Also... he placed a kiss to her forehead, because you would never forgive me if I pushed for him to be banned seriously. Damn right I wouldn't, Cassie gave her fianc a half hearted smile. But... if Jean and Charles want him to be part of the X-Men, doesn't that mean they think he's safe enough to be here? Regardless, they need to be informed of things like this, as much as I do. Hank's telling them, now. Yeah, okay, she sighed, leaning into Logan. She grimaced at the thought of snitching on Wade for every little thing. And as far as Deadpool went, pointing a gun at annoying little shit like Deimos counted as 'little'. Does Hank know if Deimos is...? I mean, Holly said.... Logan rose a brow, What are you talking about? Deimos is what? Well.... Cassie shrugged. Is he okay? Holly said he might have been crying last night, after the gun thing. He always runs to Hank with all his problems, so I thought he might know. Oh, that, Logan sighed. The kid got upset that Wilson taunted him about his body. Things got worse when the idiot broke the kid's chain. It had some sentimental value so the kid kinda lost it. In the middle of that, Wilson pulled a gun on him. LeBeau, Logan shook his head as he murmured to himself as to why these bastards didn't follow the damn rules and always just came out of nowhere, found them just in time to pull them apart. If it wasn't for Gumbo, despite their regenerative abilities, Deimos and Lucille might have been in big trouble. Willie wouldn't have hurt him, she said, truly believing it. And he doesn't know that he was threatening Lucille too. Cassandra's brows knitted together as she thought about something. The chain... Do you know where it is? Logan didn't see the point in arguing with Cassie about her friend. Instead, he focused on her question, Hank has the pieces. Deimos didn't want Squeaks to see it. Is Hank going to fix it? Cassie inquired. Logan shrugged. He doesn't really work well with thin pieces like that. What with his thick fingers and all. The woman nodded slowly. She'd find Hank later and as to take a look at it. If it really was just a chain, two pairs of pliers and an hour of down time would be all she'd need to fix it. Did you see Bobby? Logan grimaced. Smelled him, too. Cassie couldn't suppress a giggle. Willie's... not very nice to him. In the best way possible. But, was he okay? Passed out. Logan rose a brow, Kinda smelled like you. And, you kinda smell like that room. In my defense, Cassie started, before she could be blamed with anything, I was tricked into showing up. Logan's nose twitched, The scents are strong enough to show that you were there for a while. Cassie drew back from Logan just enough so that they were no longer touching. A few minutes, yeah. Reminded Willie that it's not okay to surprise people with that kind of thing. Logan stepped closer to her, arms encircling her, but touching, More than a few minutes. Cassie looked a bit sheepish. Okay, so I may have lost track of time. Again, Logan's nosd twitched, I can't tell if you smell more like Wilson or Drake. Umm, Cassie thought for a moment. Probably Willie. But I've already washed my hands, so.... Logan gripped her hands, And what did you do with these? Cassie winced but was trying to hide a smile like a naughty child. Audience participation? He tugged her close to him, sniffing around her neck as he murmured, Did anything else participate? Cassie shook her head, still trying to shove down a grin. Eyes, ears, and hands. That's it. Logan sighed, nuzzling under her chin and intertwining their fingers, Good. You're not mad? she nearly laughed, squeezing his hands tightly for just a second. I'm livid, the wolverine growled. He let his teeth drag down her neck, I'm doing everything I can to not rip you apart right now. Cassie brought his hands to her hips, her own hands running over his forearms. In a good way, or a bad way? she grinned. Because Willie's bringing Peter over sometime soon, and well.... The hands on her hips slid up her back and into her hair, gripping hard Logan snarled, You ain't goin' nowhere near them. A-Ah! Cassie cried out, tipping her head back to try and relieve the pain. Even still, she kept up the bratty attitude. Are you sure? Because I think Willie really appreciated the extra pair of hands someone to take care of him? Logan released her, pulling back with a glare in his eyes. He was silent as he merely kept a grip on her shoulders. I'm just messing with you, she told Logan, still smiling. Cassie put a hand on his cheek, You said 'no'. I wouldn't go against that. Never stopped you before, he replied stubbornly. That's true, she admitted with a smirk. So, uh, Cassie knew she was pushing her luck here. How mad would you be if I said I had, um, 'taken care' of things? Logan scowled, Why are you always trying to make me jealous? You're the one who said 'no more hiding things'! Cassie defended herself. Logan rose a defiant brow, But, you do these things to make me jealous, don't you? Well, this I did it to help Bobby out, she skirted the question. So, by all means I should help Ororo out whenever she needs a hand? Cassie giggled, fingers wrapping around Logan's wrists. Now, now - I didn't touch Bobby that way. But, you touched someone in someway. I... mayormaynothavejackedoffWade, she blurted, hoping her smile wouldn't split her face. A brow twitched, but the wolverine said nothing. His eyes were narrowed and he was far from amused. Whaaaaat? the woman laughed at Logan's reaction. You saw Bobby? I told you Willie's not nice to him. Logan sighed, Would you be able to just sit and smile if I said I messed with someone? Cassie rolled her eyes, not really taking him seriously. Uh-huh, and how many lovely ladies have you been with over the years? Logan released her, stepping back, Then, I'll go out tonight. Stay out. Come home late. Smell like a woman. And you smile at me and tell me congratulations. Cassie snorted, patting his cheek. Sure thing, sweetheart. Why don't you cruise some jewelry stores while you're out? I want something under two carats. Logan gripped her wrists, tight, his voice cold as he replied, I mean it, Cassandra. I won't hesitate to find someone else tonight. Cassie's smile slowly dissolved when she realized he was serious. Why... are you acting like this something personal? Because it is, he snarled. I don't care what history or relationship you have with somebody, but it's personal when the person who I respect the most doesn't return that respect. If I'm supposed to just grin and bear it, you can, too. Maybe there's a reason I don't tell you everything, Cassie muttered, though she didn't try to escape his grasp. And, what reason would that be? Because you always over-react like this! Geez, if I hadn't said anything you never would've know, Cassie scowled. Logan released her and ran his hands through his hair, You seriously, don't get it, do you? He kicked at the closed door, making a dent, Shit. I thought maybe you grew up a bit, but you really are nothing but a brat. He couldn't look at her, I can't marry a child. Cassandra paled instantly. Her arms crossed over her chest in an unconscious effort to protect herself and she took a step away from him. What's that supposed to mean? It means if you can't reflect on your actions and the consequences that come with them, Logan opened the door, then this thing between us is done. He didn't wait for a response and slammed the door behind him. Logan! But it was too late. Cassie's hand trembled as her fingers closed tightly around the tags he had given her, and she sank down to the bed. Why couldn't she have just kept her big mouth shut? One arm moving to wrap around her knotted stomach, she reached for her phone. But crying to someone about this wouldn't do anything but prove Logan's point. Not that it mattered, she had no one to talk to right now anyway. Pocketing her phone, Cassie stood up and took a deep breath, shaking herself off internally. She pinched her cheeks to get some color back into them, deciding to go down to the clinic to see if Hank was in. Maybe get a look at Deimos' broken chain, to see if it was fixable. Hank was sitting in his office, drinking tea as the broken pieces of Deimos' necklace were kept out neatly atop his desk mot wanting them to knot. He was jotting down notes, what he remembered Deimos saying and how the last sixteen hours had been hectic. He knew there was going to be a meeting at some point today on what happened with both the incident and Wade Wilson, and that he was going to be called on seeing as Deimos was asleep at this time. So, he tried to organize his thoughts and make sure he knew exactly what it was he wanted to say. Hank would have lied if he said he hadn't wanted to break the mercenary to pieces for pulling a gun on the boy, but he couldn't let his instincts cloud his judgement. Cassie floated slowly down to the clinic, wingbeats lazy but with a subtle twitch thrown in here and there giving away her stress. She tucked the appendages away jus