【Wolves】Sugar, Spice, and Good Taste

Logan let go of Scott's hand as he slipped it into the sock, and the latter moved his fingers to find a note in the textured fabric. Scott took out the small piece of paper and spread out his hands. There was only one simple word on it, and Logan wrote the answer to the cookie puzzle that Scott had guessed in slightly scribbled handwriting.

"Forstarters, Ihad to cover your ass.*" Logan said in a strange tone, Scott looked at the unchanged answer on the paper and pursed his lips, Logan in front of him was staring straight at him, his slightly raised lips were almost a smile.

"Ididn'taskyouto." Scott saw the expression on Logan's face as if nothing could bother him, and an inexplicable burst of annoyance sprang up in his heart.

"No, you didn't. The Professordid." Because of the lens, Logan's handsome face in Scott's eyes was covered with a layer of dark red, "SodidErik."

"Erik would have tied me to the Statue of Liberty's torch* if he knew I wasn't looking at you," Logan said sincerely, scratching his hair, and Scott couldn't contain his anger.

Scott folded the note and put it next to the bedside table, he pulled his legs back and tried to get out of bed around Logan: "You're just worried about that."

"You haven't finished your gift yet." Logan leaned his body to block Scott's movement, and continued, shaking the huge Christmas stocking that was still in his hand.

The corners of Scott's mouth twitched, but he didn't laugh at Logan for acting like a five-year-old, because he remembered that one of his popular novels had a, uh... 35-year-old handsome president who used this Childish means - what's in the Christmas stocking is the gift.

The young man raised his eyebrows, but he stretched out his hand and took off the Christmas stocking from the man's hand as he said. The unfettered hand was held and opened in front of Scott's eyes. The knuckles of the fingers rolled slightly under the skin. The man's palm was wide and thick, The knuckles were prominent but shapely, and Scott remembered how those strong hands made sweet treats.

Logan grinned: "Actually, I want to cover your ass."

He grabbed Scott's wrist, and then pressed his other hand on his shoulder, and the young man's bowed body followed his strength into a lying position.In fact, when he put his hand into the Christmas stocking, he realized that maybe he really couldn't make it to work today.

Logan did what he'd wanted to do when he saw Scott last night, he gnawed on Scott's lip, the glasses hurting the bridge of his nose from misangulation.

"Fuck." He impatiently took off the thing covering his lover's face.The bedroom was not bright, but Scott still narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

Logan had endured it long enough, after the fight that could be called venting anger, he wanted to turn over and push Scott in his arms to the floor, hold his body and have sex to relieve the thoughts that have been pent up in his heart these days and agitation, but Scott's exhaustion and hard-earned relief make him let go of that idea, and he's really good at controlling desire if necessary.

Logan took off his sleeve shirt neatly, showing a nice stretch of his muscular body in the dark bedroom, the man didn't care about the bruise on his chest at all.He peeled off Scott's plain coat, sweater and shirt, throwing all the fabric that kept their skin from touching off the bed. Logan licked his inexplicably dry lips, and pressed his palms under the young man's ribs. He rubbed Scott's nipples with his thumbs, the flesh was congested and swollen, and the color change from light to dark seemed suitable for adding something.

The man who has always been very active lowered his head without hesitation, licking the top of the nipple with the tip of his tongue, and then he opened his mouth and took it into his mouth. Logan didn't use brute force, but lightly grinded with the tooth blade, sucking water from time to time. Scott had the illusion of being eaten alive by Logan, the subtle sensation of being bitten on his chest, and the tingling of Logan's stubble, making him pant and wriggle uncomfortably, he was a little helpless because of Logan's impatience. measures.The man moistened the nipples on both sides with a layer of water, and at the same time as Scott shrunk to inhale, a moderate tooth mark was left on his left side.

The man's hand on his waist ripped off the belt, and almost rubbed his body to take off his outer pants. Logan bent down on him, and gently licked and kissed the bruise on his side. Scott sighed and put his hand on the man's back and heart. He felt Logan's attack all the way down, and his lips moved along the groove of his abdominal muscles to kiss him inch by inch. The hot breath seemed to explode on his skin. Sparks, Logan took a moment to make a seductive circle around his navel, and finally pushed his tongue into the sunken hole, which made Scott feel like he was being licked by a beast.

Logan backed away slowly, burying his head between Scott's legs. He snorted first between his pubic hair, and Scott began to shiver at the touch of rough stubble on the heels of his legs. Logan nibbled the crotch line lightly, leaving sucking marks on Scott's inner thighs, he kissed the young man's roots slightly, then changed his target to lick the secrets exposed by the position, he poked with the wet tip of his tongue Prick that circle of tense muscles.Scott, who is slightly clean, takes a shower every day when he wakes up. He smells like lemon green tea, and Logan thinks he tastes like a moss clinging to the rocks on the beach in the early morning.

Scott, who didn't foresee this, only felt a burst of electricity rushing straight into his brain from the back. He jerked his waist and gasped with his head raised. Logan used his body to deftly suppress Scott's urge to bend his knees, grabbing his leg with one hand and humming a warning.The inner thighs were harassed by the man's hair, and the sensitive perineum and double balls were itchy due to the rough friction of the stubble. Scott, who was panting, wanted to reach out to touch his neglected desire, but was stopped by Logan.

Scott twisted and tensed, grabbing the sheet with his backhand.The place where he was licked caused a stack of subtle pleasures to pour down his belly, but there was no direct pleasure to make him feel empty. Logan used his tongue to simulate sexual intercourse, and the frequency was not deep. He heard Scott's unbearable panting, and waited until he felt that the muscles around him had relaxed a little, then he took the lube and stretched Scott with his fingers.

Finding a sensitive spot wasn't too difficult, considering Logan's nimble fingers, and every rub and rub of his callused fingers made Scott's arches tense and his toes curl up. Scott can't help himself from making a blush-making sound—this is his boyfriend who's hot as if he stepped out of a fashion magazine, and it's been a while since they've done it.He missed Logan's slightly rough but gentle enough touch, just like he missed those happy cream cakes.The fear entrenched in his heart was slowly eroded by the fiery desire. Although it would still appear in the dead of night, Scott no longer had the energy to think about those complicated issues.

Sweat dripped from Scott's skin, and his gasps and whimpers made the hunger in Logan's stomach more and more unbearable, and he was already too hard.The man's eyes were fixed on Scott's face, and then he leaned over to kiss the corner of the young man's lips. The latter opened his lips, let his tongue curl around his tongue, and gave him a lingering kiss back.

Asking and agreeing doesn't always require language.

*Lines from "X-MEN3"

*What Magneto did in the torch of the Statue of Liberty in "X-MEN1"