Special Note:  OK, this chapter has taken me an obscenely long time to write
and I apologize in advance if it absolutely sucks.
 

Notes:  /..../ - indicates thoughts
 
 
 

The single lightbulb hanging bare from the ceiling threw minimal light across
the room Remy had led Logan to and it took his eyes a brief moment to adjust
to the dim atmosphere.  The music from the club vibrating the walls with
heavy bass wasn't enough to drown out the muted sounds of voices crying out
in pleasure drifting through the thin barrier that separated the room they
were in from it's neighbour, and the feral mutant could feel his blood
beginning to flood the surface of his skin as desire once more threatened to
take control of his senses.  Shifting his attention away from his
surroundings and back to his companion, Logan exhaled softly through his
nose.  Remy hadn't stopped walking once inside the door, as he had, and was
now leaning casually against the far wall.  Heavy lidded eyes regarding him
with flashes of ruby red glittering in the darkness of a face framed by
loose, auburn locks that had Logan itching to tangle his fingers in and draw
those full, pouting lips down into a possessive kiss.  Sparing one last
glance at their furniture-less surroundings, he swallowed past the tightness
in his throat and stalked across the floor to his waiting lover.

He could feel the waves of desire the Cajun was projecting crawling through
him and Logan's chest began to rumble in a low growl.  Quickening his
strides, he drew to a halt scant inches from the other man and tilted his
head up at him, his own eyes a darkened blue of lust and want and need all
rolled together.  Unable to resist any longer and feeling what final
reservations he might have had crumble beneath the sensation of long fingers
stroking across his shirt before curling behind his neck, Logan surrendered
to the moment.  Bringing his own hand up to tangle into the hair at the base
of Remy's skull,  he dragged his head down and crushed his mouth to the
thief's, dragging a soft groan from his lover that he promptly swallowed as
his tongue pressed with fierce determination to gain access to the deeper
recesses of that sweet mouth.  Breaking the kiss with a sharp nip to Remy's
lower lip, the shorter man used his considerable body weight to press the
other man firmly to the wall as one thick thigh found it's way between long,
lean legs.

"What do you want, Rem... tell me... I wanna hear you say it...." he purred
into Remy's ear, growling at the sound of his bristled jaw scraping over
smooth skin and the feel of the whippet thin body undulating beneath him as
the Cajun ground himself shamelessly down onto his thigh.  When panting
breaths were the only reply he received, he tightened his grasp in the other
man's hair and pulled back, arching that deceptively delicate neck backwards
and baring a clean line of skin.  Biting down firmly on the now raised
tendon, he grinned around his mouthful at the loud whimper his actions drew.
He'd been tentative in their first encounter together, unsure and unfamiliar
with what to expect.  But now... now, the beast lurked so close to the
surface and the burning need to possess and own the thief had him nearly
incapable of coherent thought.

"Answer me, Gumbo.... what d'you want...." he growled louder, drawing back
slightly to soothe the abused flesh with flicks of his tongue.

"Merde... oh dieu... Logan.... baises-moi.... baises-moi.... s'il te
plait..." Remy struggled to gasp out, glazed eyes staring up at the ceiling
as Logan continued to alternate sucking and biting at his neck.

"English, Cajun...."

"Logan.....ahhhh, dieu...... fuck m'.... please, God, fuck m'...."  The words
sent an electric current racing through Logan's body and he felt himself
growing impossibly harder at the hoarse, begging words.  Releasing his hold
enough so that Remy's head lolled forward on weak muscles, he met glowing
eyes and grinned, licking his lips appreciatively.

"Thought you'd never ask, darlin'...." Not waiting for, and not expecting a
response, the shorter man spun his partner to face the wall.  Sliding the
battered leather duster from the other man's shoulders, he quickly removed
the silk shirt beneath.  Grasping thin wrists in his meaty hands, he slapped
Remy's hands palm down against the smooth wall and leaned up to growl into
his ear.

"Keep 'em there..."  Not moving until the thief gave a shaky nod in answer,
Logan stepped back and regarded the lean, muscular body before him.
Shivering beneath the sheer weight of desire coursing through him, he raised
his hands and slowly caressed the tense, heated skin of Remy's back.

"Logan... please..... please...." the thief whimpered, body trembling with
want.  Logan's nostrils flared again, drinking in the heady scent of lust
emanating from him.  Shedding his own jacket and shirt in short order, the
feral mutant leaned in to press against that bare back, mouth dipping down to
nip at one shoulder.

"Don't worry, darlin'... I'm gonna take care of you.... fuck you real
good..."  His lewd words drew another shiver from the body beneath him and
Remy moaned softly.  Grinning at the thief's response, Logan reached around
with one hand to roughly cup the hard swelling beneath soft leather pants.

"You like that, huh?  You like it when I talk dirty to you?  Tell you what
I'm gonna do to you?"  he purred, as he rubbed firmly against the Cajun's
growing erection.  His own body was shaking, his head swirling with the
rampant desire to bury himself in the other man's heat.  He'd never fucked
another man, not that he could recall, and the thought alone made him harder
than he'd ever been before.  Raising his other hand, he pressed the tips of
his fingers to Remy's parted lips.

"Suck 'em, Cajun..."  A heartbeat passed and then sudden wet heat closed
around his thick fingers, spit slicking his rough skin as a nimble tongue
swirled around the digits.  His hips jerking in response to the low sucking
noises the thief was making, Logan released a low groan of his own as his now
aching erection came into contact with the tight firmness of Remy's ass.  No
longer willing or able to wait, Logan stopped his rough attention to the
Cajun's leather clad erection and raised his fingers to deftly undo both the
single button and the stiff zipper.  Growling with pleasure as velvet heat
sprang out to brush across the skin of his hand, Logan nipped sharply at the
back of Remy's neck.

"No underwear, Rem?  You plan this?"

"It... it jus' gets in de way, cher..." Remy managed to force out around the
salty skin filling his mouth, starting to say more when the feel of Logan's
broad hand wrapping around his cock and pumping him roughly tore a strangled
sob from his throat.  Returning to his sucking of the other man's fingers
with desperate determination, the lithe thief could feel the precum seeping
out to cover the tip of his erection.

"Logan.... merde, please...." he groaned, hips beginning to thrust forward in
time to Logan's strokes.  Abruptly, those strokes stopped and the fingers
were pulled from his mouth, as two burning hands settled on the bare skin of
his waist before sliding beneath the edge of his leather pants.  Panting
through his nostrils, he fought to keep still as the feral man behind him
slipped the pants down to his ankles with torturous slowlness.  By the time
he heard him straighten again, Remy was whimpering with need and Logan had to
bite into his own lip to keep from recklessly plunging himself into the other
man.  Slowly exhaling, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them off his hips,
freeing his own erection and drawing a heavy sigh of relief from his lips.
Pressing his softly furred chest to the Cajun's back, Logan ran his spit
slicked fingers down Remy's spine and between firm, muscular cheeks.
Circling the puckered hole with teasing lightness, he grinned ferally at the
loud moans his actions dragged from his lover, amidst incoherent pleas for
more.

"More?  You want more, Rem?  I'll give it to you then...." he growled low in
his throat as he slowly slid a single finger inside the tight heat of the
taller man's body.  Pushing past the guardian ring, he had to pause for a
moment as his body shuddered with the realization that it would soon be his
own cock buried in that volcanic grip.  Mewling cries drew his attention
sharply back as he felt the thief press himself back onto his hand.
Breathing in shallow pants, he added a second, then third finger as he worked
to prepare Remy to take his thickness.  Feeling sweat beginning to bead on
his forehead as the muscles of his arm bunched with each slow thrust of his
hand, Logan leaned forward once more.

"You ready for me now, darlin'?  Ready to feel my hard cock filling your ass?
 Fucking you senseless?"

"Oh Dieu!! Ouiai, Logan, ouiai... .baises-moi... s'il te plait,
baises-moi...."  Withdrawing his fingers from their warm home, Logan licked
his lips at the whimper of protest from Remy.  Gripping his hard length in
one hand, he spit on his other and lubricated himself as best he could,
before positioning himself at his lover's entrance.  Closing his eyes, every
muscle in his body began to strain with the effort to maintain some control
as he felt himself slowly sink into the incredible heat and tightness of
Remy's willing body.  Dropping his forehead to rest against the sweat
dampened skin between the thief's shoulders, Logan gasped.

"God, Remy... .you're so tight... so fucking tight..."  The Cajun remained
still for a long moment, no doubt letting his body adjust to the sensation of
being filled and stretched. Then, without warning, that flexible body rippled
and pushed back against Logan, who nearly howled as he felt himself drawn
even deeper into his lover's body.  Leanly muscled shoulders bunced beneath
his face and then that body undulated once again, more demanding this time.

"Fuck m', Logan... .merde, fuck m'...." came the ragged whisper and Logan's
hands rose in response, clamping tightly on the Cajun's hips as he began to
piston with growing speed and force in and out of Remy.  The stale, musty air
of the room quickly grew filled with the sound of grunts and moans and flesh
slapping against flesh, and the feral mutant found himself rapidly
approaching orgasm.  Not wanting to finish before his lover, he released one
hip to reach around and tightly grasp hot, hard flesh in one hand.  Timing
his rough strokes with the movement of his thrusts, it wasn't long before
Logan was rewarded by a strangled cry from the writhing body beneath him as
Remy went rigid and liquid heat spilled out over his hand.  The sensation of
spasming muscles closing around his throbbing erection pulled Logan over the
edge and he came with a roar, slamming spasmodically into Remy's ass one last
time before collapsing against sweaty skin.

After what seemed like an eternity, Logan's breathing finally slowed enough
for him to find his voice.  Pressing a tender kiss to the nape of Remy's
neck, he drew his arms up to tighten around the other man's chest, crushing
the Cajun to him in a fierce embrace.

"Shit, Remy.... I mean.... jesus christ...." was all he could manage to say
and he shook his head with a rough laugh.  A slight shudder went through the
thief, before he raised his head from where it rested against the wall and he
regarded Logan over his shoulder, an impish grin on pleasure glazed features.

"Non, ain' God, jus' Remy.... an' if y' EVER disappear on m' 'gain, cher, or
try runnin', y' ain' never gonna experience it again, comprends?"  The whisky
smoothness of the Cajun's sultry voice sent a shiver running down Logan's
back and he tightened his hold as he buried his face in the damp hair behind
one ear.

"I ain't going anywhere, darlin'... I'm right where I belong."

End of Chapter 8