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Logan, every night since he started training Marie on Monday. Including the night of the Assault. (Occurs directly before the "Logan and Marie: Strike Up Another Mandolin of Discipline" scene.)


He punched and blocked his way through the Tong Il Hyung, only to have her follow each footstep, match each arm movement. She was his equal in all things.

The blades in her hands. The dried blood on her cheek. These things only served to make him fight harder, want more.

Her dark hair swayed against her back, against the black leather of her suit. He wasn't ready, would never be ready for this. She scraped her claws down his cheek and he /moaned/, pushing forward, claws through her chest. She gasped, black eyes wide, and then /smiled/.

She smiled and climbed up his body, using his claws to hold her steady, her green eyes heavy-lidded. He could hardly breathe through the want. Need.

A lock of snow-white hair brushed over his face and he pushed, driving them both to the floor. Killing her was the /last/ thought on his mind.

They hit the cold concrete with a thud and she arched up. He could feel it, feel her, against every inch of his body. He retracted his claws and felt her hand slide down his chest, over the thick leather, toward his belt.


He sat up in bed, breathing heavily, with one arm flung out in front of him, his hand sticky-wet. Opening his eyes, he saw Marie standing there. Her face was pale with shock and pain and she gurgled his name around the blood in her mouth. He screamed.


And then he woke up.

Date: 2004-01-22 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-rogue.livejournal.com
I now declare myself officially owned by Bonnie. Indeed. v3.0 is yummeh.

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