【Wolves】Sugar, Spice, and Good Taste

In fact, Scott's sleep quality was not good before, and he often woke up several times during the night.I thought it would be more difficult for me to fall asleep at Logan's house, after all, there was one more person beside me, but unexpectedly, it was the opposite.

Scott felt like a reef entangled by starfish, Logan's strong limbs pinned him firmly in a warm and firm embrace, and the sound of powerful heartbeat and breathing was as regular as the tide, which was very pleasant to Scott's ears. hypnosis.

Usually Logan slept soundly, but sometimes, Scott would be woken up by the man's heavy breathing and body shaking, usually after they saw the news about the turbulent war on TV.

Like subconsciously preventing himself from hurting Scott, Logan would let go of his arms around the young man during his nightmares and try to stay away from his lover.The man put his hands around himself, as if he was blocking something from approaching.However, when he was entangled by the nightmare, the movement of struggling and resisting would still hit the young man not far from him.

After those few accidents, Logan always scanned Scott's whole body with his eyes during sex, checking for extra bruises on the young honey-colored body.When he spotted the painful colors, he focused on kissing the subcutaneous hemorrhages, and then he made a serious proposal to Scott to sleep in a separate bed.

"Of course not, you mentioned the risk the first time," Scott chased after Logan and kissed his frown, "and I accepted."

Logan knew that Scott was also the kind of person who said nothing. He compromised in Scott's kiss, but there was still a trace of anxiety and guilt in his heart.

Late one night, Scott was punched in the face by Logan. Although it wasn't serious, it woke Scott up immediately.The young man rubbed his cheeks that were hot from being hit, and blinked slowly, his sensitive pupils could see clearly in the dark.The young man sat up slowly, pursed his lips and looked at his older lover. Logan, who was huddled by the bed as much as possible, hadn't woken up yet, and he yelled something vaguely, like "go away", the man's body was Tightened and trembling, his expression was painful and ferocious.

Scott was relieved that Logan had finally calmed down, but after a while, the man suddenly let out a choking growl.Before he could think about it, Scott stretched out his arms and pulled Logan into his arms.He pressed against the man's chest, ignoring Logan's struggle to hit his bare, soft chest, and Scott clamped Logan's legs between his legs, suppressing his movement.While Logan was moaning in dissatisfaction, Scott stroked the protruding meridians and blood vessels on the man's strong arm with his hands, and then used his fingers to comb his messy hair due to sweat and friction. The tangled scalp gradually relaxed under Scott's massage down.

He let Logan bury himself in the crook of his neck, thinking that this time he was the starfish entangled in the reef. Scott felt as if his heart had been seized by something, wishing for a person's well-being was so urgent for the second time, and the first time was when his adoptive father was injured in the spine because of a vengeance.

After all the chaotic images and noisy noises in his mind were swept away, the man woke up, and he felt that Scott was trying hard to pretend that he was still asleep, so trapped in his warm embrace, he just looked at the body that was facing him. The undefended body moved closer. With his temples still throbbing, Logan took a deep breath and closed his eyes sleepily. Scott felt that Logan's back was gradually relaxing, and his rapid breathing became calm. Hearing Logan's regular breathing, the young man felt that he was slowly getting sleepy.

The next morning, Scott looked at his bruised face in the mirror and was a little troubled. He needed to attend a meeting in the publishing house today, and it was really inappropriate to go there with the appearance of being beaten up.

These thoughts quickly disappeared in Logan's unnatural expression. Scott pretended that the bruise on his face was the result of hitting the corner of the bookcase. He explained it to Rogue in the same way, but both Logan and Scott knew that there was something in the man's furniture. There is no such thing as a bookcase.

After the young man in formal attire finished his breakfast, the pastry chef who picked him up asked for a kiss with the smell of fresh fruit and wheat-scented bread, picked up his bag and left.In the afternoon, a text message from Scott flashed on Logan's cell phone: "Something needs to be done at the publishing house, I won't be home tonight, don't feed Jim too much, he's getting fat. -S"

Logan felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the word "home".

Logan was well aware that initially Scott was trying to keep himself close to him, although there had been a few close encounters at a negative distance since they established a relationship, but those had all happened in Scott's apartment.The young man seemed to have set a limit for himself, and only showed his life-oriented side in his own territory. Even in Wolverine, he was only willing to stay in that hidden corner, quietly observing others.In fact, this is a bit similar to Logan, otherwise men would not see it.

Compared with sex, it may be more difficult for Logan to simply get along, and Logan has been said by countless people that he is an arrogant bastard, and a knife wrapped in sugar is still a knife. Sweet icing, if you are not careful, you will see blood. Logan has tried to temper his aggression, but that's just the way he is, and he can't be blamed for that.As an excellent writer, Scott’s ability to observe things, especially emotions, needs no further introduction. Moreover, he has a father who is very good at understanding people’s hearts. Although it cannot be said that Charles inherited this ability from him, it can also be said that It can be called subtle.

They "confronted" as if nothing had happened, looking for a balance in the process of getting along. They both have their own persistence, and because neither of them wants to let go because of this disagreement, since the purpose is the same, they will always lead to the same goal.

One day, Scott went to Logan's apartment for dinner, and at the time he usually left, he offered to stay overnight for the first time. Logan raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man's calm expression, then got up to help him get clean pajamas and towels, don't ask why Logan prepared these, anyway, the reason must not be Scott's slight cleanliness. Scott took them and walked into the bathroom, and Logan stared at the quickly fogged glass, the corners of his lips curled up a little.

Logan is not the kind of person who "the purpose of every date is to take down the other person's pants", although he has this ability, and Scott is indeed naked with him, he can smell the young man's body and his own Same smell as the lemon body wash. Logan put his arms around Scott, stroking him from neck to thigh, but without lust. Logan sensed Scott's confusion, but he still insisted on going his own way. Soon, Scott realized something, he paused, and shook hands with Logan.

Had a good night's sleep that night.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Logan packed up the store, went upstairs and entered the door, and Jim immediately went up to him, as if asking him where Scott was.The man rubbed the big dog's head and explained to him, and the German shepherd who didn't know if he understood shook his head and whined a few times, then lay down in the den to play by himself.

The man straightened up and looked around, and found that there were already too many traces of the two living together in the room. Some furniture had been changed according to Scott's habit, and the dishes waiting to be dried were stacked in the dishwasher. There are several magazines about "postmodern love stories" spread out, the trench coats of the two are hanging on the coat rack, and the extra items that Scott has put into the cabinet to make room for Jim, Logan thinks An indescribable feeling propped up in his chest, full of it.

The next day, Logan started to make cakes and biscuits in the back kitchen as usual, Rogue came and greeted him and started working.Recently, Wolverine's business is getting better and better, and Logan is thinking about buying some new appliances and materials.At this moment, he heard a noise coming from outside the door, and then he heard Rogue calling, with a nervous voice: "Logan, come out quickly."

The man walked to the front desk, and an old man in a black woolen coat stood in the middle of the store, followed by four burly bodyguards, all wearing black suits.The gray-haired old man frowned and looked around at Wolverine, then turned his gaze to the tall shopkeeper, and said in a low voice, "Are you Logan?"