Time of the season - Butch lesbian!wolverine x reader
You and Logan have been living next door to each other in the X-mansion but barely speaking, until one night when you are left alone together.
a/n : yayayay more butch logan, again afab he/him pronouns because i love a bitch with a weird ass gender, reader is afab as well, their mutation is wings like big fat bird wings (and yes that is important and im aware that i basically stole angels mutation and name js pretend he doesnt exist okay), adult Rogue cuz fuck the movieverse Rogue, also JUBILEE MENTIONED!!
Warnings : fluffy at first, eventual smut dw, wing...play? wing kink? idk what its called but touching the wings makes you horny, thigh riding, finger sucking, fingering, biting but like in a chill way
ao3 link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/87413996
You had lived in the x-mansion since you were a kid. Your parents tossed you out when your wings got too big to hide, they couldn't be seen with a mutant after all. Xavier took you in when you were 17, you grew up in the mansion and eventually became a teacher.
Last year, around winter, you got a next door neighbor. Logan Howlett, The Wolverine. You knew a little about him from eavesdropping and speaking with the professor. He was brought here because of his involvement with what happened with Magneto and Rogue, he had little to no memory of his past, and he snored. Loud. But oddly enough, you had spoken very little. Bumping into him in the hallway occasionally and talking to him in meetings.
Truthfully, you did really wish you knew him better, it's just that he was not an easy woman to know. You would try to initiate conversation and be met with a grunt or a few words, nothing ever substantial. You had been secretly crushing on him for months now and you way too scared to try harder at a conversation, let alone do something about the way you felt. It was now winter again, and you were less than ecstatic about spending another winter alone and pining over a woman who barely knows you exist.
Which is why when Xavier left you and Logan in charge while everyone else was out on a mission, you were equally excited and scared. You weren't too worried about holding down the fort, you'd done that with other x-men countless times, but because you knew you'd have to speak to him eventually tonight.
"This should be like a dream come true for you, a night all alone with secret girlfriend" Rogue said, dragging out the word girlfriend in a teasing tone.
"He is not my girlfriend, I barely know the girl, he's impossible to talk to" You say from behind her.
"Well that's just not true, you need to try harder, you're being too shy" She says turning towards you, "Now, I need to leave and I need to trust that you two aren't gonna be awkward so promise me you will try to talk to him?"
"....Yeah fine I promise" You said reluctantly after a few seconds of silence. "But you guys better be back quick"
"Yeah yeah we'll try" She says turning to walk away, "Tell me how it goes!" She said over her shoulder as she joined the others.
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When the team left, virtually everyone had gone to bed already, apart from the few kids who either couldn't sleep or just didn't. You went to your room to retrieve the book you had been reading, and you placed yourself on the couch for the evening. As for the Logan situation, you would cross that bridge when you got to it. It wasn't your fault if you didn't try to talk to him if you two never crossed paths. The mansion is a big place, after all. That's what you would tell Rogue at least.
You weren't sure how long you had been reading, losing track of time completely. You looked up at the clock on the wall and realized it had been nearly 2 hours. Figuring you should at least do a lap and make sure everyone was alright, you stood from the couch and started down the hall.
After looking around the first floor, you went to the kitchen for a quick snack before looking around the rest of the mansion. That's where you ran into him. Hoping he would ignore you like always, you open the cabinet and grab a granola bar without acknowledging him. He looked up at you from behind the island, and assumed you didn't see him. He cleared his throat, clearly trying to get your attention.
stupid question but whatever, off to an okay start. He kind of looked around before responding stiffly,
"You know, babysitting. Same as you"
Yeah that might have been on you. But at least the ice was broken. Somewhat.
"You want a drink?" He asked, getting up and walking towards the fridge
You accept, something for your hands to do, you thought, and he passes you a soda.
You began to turn to leave, the awkwardness becoming too much for you to bear, when you hear him start to speak.
"God, you'd think for two people who live next to each other, we'd have more to talk about" Logan said, acknowledging the tension in the room. And he was right. You did live right next to each other, so you did have something you could bring up.
"Y'know, you should get checked for sleep apnea" You say abruptly, sounding a little more serious and dry than you intended.
"I can hear you snore through the damn wall" You said smiling, trying to keep the intent of the statement light-hearted.
He looks a little surprised at your bluntness, but he quickly retorts,
"Well, if you're so worried about health, then maybe you should cut down on the all-nighters. I have the theme songs of all your favorite shows memorized at this point" He settled into the back and forth you had started.
"Hey! That's not fair, you wouldn't know I was up all night unless you were too! So, really, that's a point for me!" You said matter-of-factly as you leaned back onto the counter, your wings readjusting themselves.
"Oh we're keeping score now?" He raised an eyebrow at you,
"Duh. And I'm winning, as per usual" You said with a smug look, sipping your drink to punctuate the sentence.
He let out a quiet chuckle and took a swig from his beer that you honestly didn't know how he got in to the school. A comfortable silence fell over the two of you and you zoned out looking out the large window behind Logan.
"Why don't you ever go with them?" He asked snapping your attention back to him. "You're always the babysitter, doesn't that get boring?" He finished, moving now to lean on the front of the island, directly across from you.
You were worried he'd ask about that. You were always embarrassed of your lack of contribution to the X-men, it wasn't due to a lack of trying though. Turns out, binding down bones and muscle while they are developing doesn't exactly result in the best outcome. Your wings were moveable, and with enough training with Storm and Jean, you could even lift yourself off the ground, but you knew that wasn't enough. You could hold your own in a fight, hence all the babysitting, but you were a liability on a mission.
"You don't have to tell me" Logan says sympathetically, clearly noticing the shift in mood.
"No no, it's okay," You start, standing up fully again, "My parents weren't big mutant fans, and didn't want people to know their own daughter was a one, so they took measures to hide it. It fucked up the way my wings formed and they don't exactly work how they should." you pause for a moment, "I stay back so no one is worried about me screwing up the mission." You responded, taking another drink to try to feel less awkward.
"Are you dumb?" He says, raising both eyebrows now.
"What no?" You say, a little taken aback. You're looking up now, noticing how visibly surprised he looks.
"I've seen you in action, you're better than Scott on a good day" He says it like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"You're just saying that because you hate him" But even as the words leave your mouth, you know that's not why he said it.
"Well, training the kids is a lot different than a high pressure situation and I'm a liability" You say in a serious tone.
"Those people put up with a lot worse than some malfunctioning wings, trust me" He sounds completely sincere now.
You look around the room awkwardly. You knew he was right, Rogue had told you the same thing before. You had always felt a distance between you and the team, maybe it was time to stop staying behind.
"Yeah, I guess you're right" you say, smiling again now.
"so, Angel," He started, stepping ever so slightly closer to you. The nickname caught you off guard and there was something intoxicating about how he said it. A hint of teasing, mixed with something else that made your head fuzzy. You wouldn't mind hearing it again. "Is that another point for me?"
"Are you serious right now?" You say with a grin, "You're ridiculous! I just bore my soul to you!" You playfully hit him on the arm and shake your head.
"Who's winning now" He says mostly to himself, taking another sip of beer. God, you couldn't get enough of him. He was standing close enough for you to smell him now, it was leather and cigar smoke and you never wanted to be away from it ever again. You almost couldn't believe this is what you were so afraid of.
You suddenly became aware of how cold the kitchen tile was, and how unhelpful your halter top and sleep shorts were against the winter chill that had been seeping into the mansion. So maybe you moved just the slightest bit closer to him. He is like a walking heater and it would be impolite of him not to share.
"Okay, Wolverine, my turn for questions," You say, looking up at him while you set your drink down behind you, "How come you don't ever talk to me? I mean I was almost convinced you didn't like me" You ended with a giggle, trying not to sound too accusatory.
The room goes very quiet he looks away from you. If you didn't know any better, you would almost think he was nervous. You desperately hoped you didn't fuck this up so soon. You fidget with the hem of your shirt for a moment before adding,
"you don't have to tell me"
He lets out a quiet scoff, before setting his beer down. He turns to you, and you finally make eye contact again, the look he was giving you was foreign to you. You felt like you shrunk down three sizes and you were anxiously waiting for his next move. He takes one more step forward, finally closing the gap between the two of you, and brings his hands to your waist.
"You really are dumb, aren't you?"
"Hey wha-" You're interrupted by his lips on your own. The kiss was gentle at first, sweet. Almost like he was scared he would break you. In your surprised state, it took you a moment to kiss back. But when your soul finally came back to your body, you kissed back hard.
You grabbed the back of his head and pulled him even closer. You ran your hands through his hair and ran your nails softly against his scalp. He pushed you back up against the counter and you suddenly remembered where you were. And the sound of a crash upstairs reminded you what you supposed to be doing.
You both broke away and jerked your heads towards the stairs.
"Shit" You said beginning to jog towards the stairs, Logan close behind you. When you arrive, you see Jubilee splayed out on the floor in front of one of the windows, a vase now shattered on the floor next to her. It was obvious she had snuck back in, and if she hadn't been so clumsy, she would have made it.
"Oh uh..heyyyy you guys....good to see ya.." She said trying to get back up as smooth as possible, picking up her shoes. "Ok well, getting late, goodnight!" she said quickly, trying to escape punishment.
"Oh uh uh, not so fast, this is the 3rd time you've done this, Jubilee. We are going to have to report this to the professor" You say, hand on your hip.
"uuugghhhh okay, but its late and my feet are so sore" She says with a pout. You could never bring yourself to be very strict with the kids, and unfortunately for you, neither could Logan.
"Alright kid, just get to bed and don't let it happen again." Logan cut in and Jubilee practically jumped for joy and scampered off to her dorm. You giggled a little and turned to face Logan, and then you remembered what happened before Jubilee had interrupted.
"So.." You started, rocking back and forth on your heels, trying not to die from the tension.
You weren't really sure where to go from here. You wanted to get back to what you were doing, I mean you had wanted that for damn near a year now, but you also knew you should probably stay focused. God forbid one of the kids walk in on that, or one of your fellow X-men. You couldn't decide which would be worse.
"Was that stupid" He asks abruptly.
"Because we're never gonna hear the end of it from the team? Yeah of course. But I didn't mind it, I quite liked it actually" You say, walking to him sliding your hands around his neck
"We should probably continue this later Angel, wouldn't wanna get in trouble" He says, his body language completely betraying his previous statement. You were about to agree, when you heard the jet above the mansion
I guess she did make it quick
You swiftly pulled yourself off him and ran back to meet the team at the jet. You watched as Storm landed the jet, and they all unloaded waving at you and Logan, no one thinking twice about it because he was careful to keep his distance from you. That was until Jean and Rogue stepped off together, looked at you, then Logan, then each other and burst into laughter.
Rogue whispered "you owe me $20" to Jean, and practically ran up to you and dragged you inside with her. You weren't exactly sure how she managed to put it together that fast. It could have been Jean reading your mind and telling her telepathically, but you had a feeling it was just her ability to read you look a book.
"Alright, Rogue before you get all giddy, it was just a kiss" You said before she could start interrogating you.
"Well I was gonna start with a lecture on why you two let Jubilee sneak out again," She said, mostly sarcastically although you could tell she was a little annoyed, "But oh my god, you kissed!?" She said with glee.
"Yeah, it was short though. Because Jubilee snuck back in and I realized how stupid we were being, hey how did you know about that anyway?" You said, now looking over her shoulder at the fast approaching Logan.
"Saw her down at some party when we were leaving, didn't have time to stop" She said quickly, following your gaze.
"Logan" She said, nodding her head at him
"Rogue" He said, remaining still.
"Okay well, off to bed for me," She said, pushing you towards the brown eyed woman. "Don't get up to too much trouble now, sugar!"
You watched her walk away giggling, probably going to find Jean to tell her the details. You look up at Logan while smiling, even though you were dreading all the questions you were going to get berated with later, you were excited for what was going to happen now.
"My room, 10 minutes, make it seem like you're going to bed" You whispered it out of the corner of your mouth so the interaction didn't attract any attention, and quietly slinked upstairs to your dorm.
You shut the door, soft and quiet, and frantically tried to clean the place up a little bit. After it was sufficiently picked up, you paced around the room, your mind racing and thinking of all the things that could go wrong. You threw yourself onto your bed. What if he doesn't like what your wearing? what if your lousy in bed? What if he doesn't like you and he's just having some fun?
You jump when you hear the knock at the door. Standing from the bed, the reality of what's about to happen sinks in a little more. You cross the floor, and gently, and so slowly, open the door. As he comes into view, you feel your breath catch.
"In. Quickly." You manage to squeak out.
"Yes ma'am" He meant the response sarcastically, but it still made your heart beat just a little faster.
You step back a bit so he can make his way into your room and you shut the door behind him, making sure to lock it. He wasted no time getting his hands on you, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him. You let out a surprised laugh and flick your eyes up to meet his. He's looking at you like you're the most important thing in the world. You look away, and his hand immediately cups your cheek and turns your face back towards his.
"Y'know, I don't think its been ten minutes" You joke, bringing your hand up to toy with the hair on his neck.
"Well I've been waiting a year for this, I didn't wanna wait any longer" He brings your face closer to his, you could smell the cigar he had no doubt been smoking before returning to you.
"Then what are you waiting for?" You ask, and with that, he kisses you again. It's deeper than the one in the kitchen, less gentle but slower. Like he wants to take his time. Like there's nothing that matters more than this moment, more than you. His thumbs are drawing slow circles on your hips as he softly backs you into the wall. His hands travel from your hips, to your waist, to your lower back, his touch feather-light.
He tried to bring his hands up higher, and brushed the inside of your wings, causing you to make a noise somewhere between a gasp and a moan.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He askes, concern painted over his features.
"No, no, I'm okay" You say a little breathlessly. You were looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, you look away, "It's just uhm, it's my wings they're...sensitive." You say without meeting his eyes.
"oh. oh." The second oh was followed by a mischievous grin. You almost regretted telling him that. Almost.
He slowly pulled you back in, just close enough that you could feel his breath on your lips as he ran one finger over the inside of your wings. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut to keep from whining at the contact. You could feel your face heat up with embarrassment.
You had desperately been trying to keep this secret every since you were sparring with Storm and you came to the horrifying discovery. Now, here you are, finally having the woman you've been dreaming of, and you're crumbling apart so soon because of one touch.
Oh my god, pull yourself together
"Is this alright?" He asks, noticing your lack of response.
"mmhm" You nod, you were too scared to open your mouth, you didn't think you'd be able to find the words anyhow.
You let out a breathy 'yes' and his mouth came crashing back onto yours. You were overwhelmed with him, his light caresses to your wings radiating heat throughout your whole body. Your arms were now wrapped around his neck, pulling him as close to you as you could. He ran his hand all the way up your wing, drawing a quiet moan from you that was muffled by his mouth.
Apparently, he was bored of that now as he slid his hand up from your waist, to your breast, rubbing your nipple through the rough fabric of your shirt. You broke from the kiss for a moment, and silently took his other hand and pulled him over to the bed, and pushed him down onto the edge of it. You slowly undid the ties on your halter top, letting it fall to the floor in front of him, and pulling off your shorts right after. You stood there in just your panties, and looked at him expectantly.
"Well," You pause, gesturing to his still clothed body, "Catch up" you say, biting back a smile.
"Yes ma'am" He says it different this time. He says it the way he says Angel. In that voice that makes you wanna melt into him and never leave.
He pulls his shirt off in one fluid motion, revealing his tits to you. Then, he stands and slides off his sweats, now only in his boxers. You climb back onto him, push him flat against the mattress, and begin kissing down his neck. You took your time, savoring every piece of skin you could reach with your mouth. He pushes himself back up, and you're face to face again. His eyes are all over your face, your breath heavy and your mind racing.
"You're gorgeous, y'know that?" He says, his hand coming up to toy with your hair. You felt yourself blush and you didn't even bother holding back your smile.
"You're not too bad looking yourself" You say while dragging your fingers down his abdomen. He squeezes your thighs and shifts your body over, so you're sitting on his thigh. You let out noise of surprise and quickly realize what's about to happen. He grips your hips and slowly, painfully slowly, starts rocking you back and forth. You try to hide your face in the crook of his neck, but he pushes you back.
"Uh uh baby, like I said, you're gorgeous, I wanna see you like this" He says, one hand still on your hip and the other is now groping your chest. You can't help it as a small moan escapes your lips, your hips now jerking forward desperate for more friction. You grab his waist to stabilize yourself and roll your hips in rythym with his hands.
"Fuck" You breathe out, letting your eyes close and your head tip back as he begins pushing his leg up into your thrusts.
"Sound so pretty, baby" He now has complete control over your body as you lose yourself in pleasure. He scoots you closer kisses right below your ear, then your pulse point, your collarbone, sternum, and finally your tits. He bites and sucks, making sure to leave bruises behind. He takes your nipple into his mouth and flicks his tongue over it, and bites down on the bud, causing you to hiss, and then whine his name.
After he decides that he has you sufficiently worked up, he stops moving you. You whine out of reflex and now its his turn to push you flat against the mattress. He settles on top of you, and you slam your mouth back to his. God, you missed how he tasted, how he kissed. Sure, it had only been for a few minutes but to you it was an eternity.
He pushes his tongue between your lips and you shove yours into his mouth as far as it would go. You're a mess, groping his tits, squeezing his ass, but it wasn't enough. You wanted to feel all of him, everywhere.
"Touch me" You whine, "please"
Well, how could he hold out any longer when you asked so nicely? He lifts your hips and pulls your panties off, tossing them to the pile of clothes strewn about. He begins pressing gentle kisses to your temple and drags a finger through your pussy. With two fingers, he slowly rubs circles on your clit.
"You're so wet for me baby, already so close, I can smell it" You whine at his lewd comments and gasp as he slides a finger into you.
"Is it how you dreamt it? All those nights, moaning for me in your sleep. Am I living up to it?" Under regular conditions, you would be mortified, he had heard your wet dreams about him. But you couldn't bring yourself to care, because he was living up to them. Hell, he was succeeding them.
"Yes, fuck yes, your mmm so much better" You struggle to get the words out between moans. He slides another finger in.
"You think about me while you play with your pussy, Angel? I could smell it every time, such a sweet scent you have baby" He continues, looking down at you while he thrusts his fingers in and out, picking up his pace.
"mhm" You jerk your hips up, your pussy clenching around his fingers. "God, I wanted you to walk in on me so bad" He curls his fingers into you, hitting that sweet spot and making you cry out all while his thumb is working on your clit.
"come on baby, cum for me" He whisper in your ear, and that's all it took you to unravel. Moaning his name loudly and gripping the bed sheets in your hands.
He pulled his slick fingers from you and you grabbed his hand, taking his fingers into your mouth, sucking them clean and pressing kisses to his knuckles. For a moment, you both just lay there, looking into each others eyes, the moonlight coming in through your blinds illuminating your faces. It's calm, tender. You could get used to it. You reach out to him, grabbing his jaw and kissing him deep and hard, and then you broke the silence.
"What?" He looks confused.
"To make a move, what took you so long?"
"I guess I was intimidated" He admits, shrugging and rolling onto his back. You look at him in disbelief.
"You? Were intimidated by me?"
"You're a very pretty girl"
"Yeah but you're The Wolverine. I mean, c'mon you're the hottest woman I've ever seen. I have literally never been more attracted to someone" You reply, sitting up now to look at him.
"Well, why don't you prove it, Angel?"
