There were bruises all over her, from her neck to her ankles, the only place she hadn't been bruised was her face. She'd been found laid on her bed by Jubilee, her clothes trashed, the room a mess, her body covered thankfully by the body stocking she always wore but it had a few new holes in one area especially.
Jubilee had taken off immediately, gone to get help for the Rogue who'd finally pushed the Wolverine a little too far.
She'd come round with a very serious faced Scott peering at her with open concern on his features. He looked like he wanted to carve into someone and Marie knew exactly who that was, Logan. She tried to get in the first blow, "It aint what you're thinkin'." Scotts face was
beginning to blotch as he tried to keep his temper under control.
"Just exactly what do you think I'm thinking right now Rogue?" The tone was cold, ice cold, the same tone as she'd heard him use when Logan asked whether he wanted human prisoners at a lab or not.Usually he said no and it was in this tone she was hearing right now.
"Rogue?"
She kept silent, if she told him she'd gone to find Logan on purpose he'd freak, send someone after Logan and try to make him pay for taking advantage of her, when it had been the other way around. She'd taken advantage of *him*.
"Scott I'm nineteen, I can choose who *I* sleep with." Her own anger beginning to rise as she realised just what Scott was thinking. The colour drained from Scotts face as she realised she'd just sounded the death-knell for them both. Moving back a little he schooled his
features to look like he was calm but underneath she knew he was fuming, gone past angry and accelerating. "Scott I..." he just held up a hand and walked out of the med bay. Alone she got out of the bed, wincing a little as her body complained after being so thoroughly fucked.
As she moved her mind replayed the conversation that had gotten her here, she'd been in the debrief of the mission him and Pete had gone on, Logan looked tense. No scratch that he looked as if he was ready to claw the living shit out of anything that annoyed him, and that meant someone just breathing too loud right now. so when he'd left
she'd put her arm through his and made her move.
"Hi there sugar, you ready for some down time?" He'd groused and tried to shrug her off but she'd gripped him hard and wafted her scarf under his nose. She'd slept with the scarf over the last few days impregnating it with her scent, especially after she'd made herself
orgasm twice with it. He'd caught the scent of her as it passed him and his mood hadn't lightened.
"Don't play with me Marie."
He'd used her name, her real name and he never used that unless he wanted her to listen to him. She put her hands on his chest, pushing her leg between his leather clad thighs smiling as she heard him growl as she did it.
"Who said anything about 'playing'. I'm serious Logan; you need it, *I* need it. *I* need you, you said you'd take care of me and I said only if I got to take care of you. So let me take care of *you*." He'd checked her scent then and finding her own arousal building he'd just
pulled her along to her room.Thrown her to the bed and started cutting her clothing off her.
The image of his blades carefully skimming over her skin made her flesh shudder as she walked down the quiet corridors trying to find Logan before Scott did.
The sound of fighting met her ears as she got to the garage, a metal subframe blew past her as if it was nothing. Crumpling on the back wall into the pieces Logan had put together last week, "You son of a BITCH!"
That was Logan's voice, hurrying inside she caught Scott about to blast into Logan when she just opened her lungs and screamed.
As a child she'd once gotten lost at the state fair, the only reason her momma said she'd found her again was because of her scream. There was nothing else like it, high pitched and just on this side of nerve grating. The sound made Logan put his hands to his sensitive ears,
Scott soon followed and the fight stopped before it had the chance to become fatal.
Now she had their undivided attention she walked over to the both of them, her eyes flashing dangerously. Logan caught her look and just hung back knowing the sight of his own personality in her eyes, Scott wasn't that lucky. Walking straight upto him she began poking him in the chest, her voice hissing as she ground out her words to the now filling garage who'd come to see what the scream was about. "LET me get one thing STRAIGHT with you *Scott*, I fuck *who* I like, *when* I like and that has *nothing* to do with you, the team, or anyone else
for that matter. Do I have that clear in your head?"
Scott for his sins looked appapleptyic, his voice wouldn't work and Logan sniggered at his enemy's weakness. Only to see the twin darkness land on him,
their depths telling of punishment to come and the smile slid off his face. Turning to see her audience Marie decided to get this out once and for all, her team mates were there as was Jean and Ororo. "Logan?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you force me to fuck you?" He laughed before answering the assembled group and Marie.
"No. No matter what anyone thinks, you came to me,laid it out and took exactly what you wanted from me." He saw the flush and smelt the doubt coming from the group listening, "You always do, check the tapes if you don't believe me." He knew that they would but it didn't matter to him, it did to her.
"That's right, that's exactly what I did. I wanted him and I asked him, the only man brave enough to fuck a girl who could kill him in a single touch; never mind kiss." Logan smiled at that they'd used her scarf for that, the one she was wearing right now in fact and his body was
remembering the delights of her scent and feel under his hands.
She was still angry and he liked the way it made her eyes sparkle, damn he wasn't going to lose time argueing about it. Moving toward her he just pulled her into his grip and kissed her without a barrier, Scott was white as was Jean when he broke away feeling drained and a little
wobbily on his feet but the point had been made. She'd chosen and he was it whether they liked it or not.
Looking at their surprised faces she just laughed at them all, "Come on Logan let's make some more bruises, the ones you gave me earlier seem to have disappeared. I like others seeing I'm with someone; someone who's not afraid of me." Laughing Logan took her back upstairs, determined for these bruises to stay put until they healed naturally.
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Author's Chapter Notes:
I love this one, I can just see this happening in the course of their relationship at some point. Marie having to point out a few things to the clueless around her.