Control: An X-Men Adventure and Wolverine Romance

Afternoon Off - NSFW

The second part of our "session" had left a trail of discarded clothes, items knocked from the dresser and even a decent sized crack in the plaster of the wall, but none of these things were on either of our minds.
We were now stood by the bed as I left a descending trail of kisses from Logan's ear to his navel. He shuddered as my lips grazed the skin of his abs, and I slowly unbuckled his jeans.

As intended, I could tell that the deliberate slowness of each of my carefully planned actions was driving him crazy. Once i'd tugged away his jeans, I pushed him down onto the bed, where he reclined backwards, propped up on his elbows. I crawled on top of him, straddling him and playfully nibbling his ear lobe, making sure to breathe in his ear a little.
"Now who's the wound up one?" I teased.

Grinding onto him was putting him into a frenzy and his hands gripped my hips so tightly I felt like they would bruise.

"Lie back," I whispered, and he did as I asked without hesitation.

When he finally looked like he couldn't stand it any longer I finally began to ride him for real. He didn't seem to be able to stifle his own moans, as his hands found their way to my chest.

"That's it princess," he growled.

I didn't even have a come-back for once, and instead focused on keeping my body in the rhythm as he brused his fingers over my tight nipples, sending little waves of electricity through my body.

As we both seemed to be on a crescendo,
He trailed both hands back down to my hips, gripping them even tighter than before, bucking up into me with each of my own motions, causing me to moan out loud. I slid my hands over his arms and pushed them up, pinning them either side of his head by gripping him at the wrists.
I gasped as I felt myself hit the peak.

It felt like everything was falling away around me. Almost as soon as I tipped over the edge, Logan followed after me. I felt him shudder and even the movement of his claws under his wrists as they shot out. He let out a final kind of animal growl as we rode out the last waves together.

Panting for breath, and sweating from the exertion of spending a good few hours tiring each other out in this way, I rolled off of him and onto the bed. He immediately looped his strong arms around my waist and buried his face into the back of my neck, holding me close as the heat radiated from our bodies and our breathing slowly returned to a resting pace.

Eventually, I turned around to face him. He rolled onto his back and lifted an arm so that I could scoot closer and rest my head against his chest. He let out a kind of contented sigh as we continued to lie like this for a long time.

"It's a good job we have the floor to ourselves," I mused.
"True..." he replied, gently stroking my hair with one of his big hands.
The rhythm of ours breathing seemed to synchronise as we laid peacefully for some time this way.