Age Of Magneto

Follow Through

When K found Logan not long after her talk with Scott, she didn't even bother taking her boots off before she took a few quick steps his way and then flat out tackled him backward onto her bed. Logan had of course, been sure to 'catch' her before they fell back, and as soon as she had her arms part way around him, she simply nestled in with one leg thrown over his waist as she nuzzled into his neck.

"Your best friend is an idiot," K almost purred out before she shifted to kiss his jaw, pause as she thought about it for a moment and then very slowly started working her way down his jawline with feather light kisses.

"Not sure I know who you're talkin' about," Logan replied, though when his hand rested at the top of her jeans for a moment, he paused to peek over her shoulder, then yanked the work gloves out of her back pocket. "Who's my best friend today?"

"Scott."

"Oh. I coulda told you he was a piece o' work," Logan rumbled. When he tried to pull her over him so he could kiss her better though, she held tight and took a better grip on him.

"You're both a piece of work but ... I'm a little irritated that your nicknames are so spot on."

"Somethin' else I coulda told ya."

K smirked to herself, her eyes closed for a moment longer before she finally looked up at him. "You have no idea with him ... he's like a little self imposed Atlas, and all the while ... he's trying to keep up with you."

Logan frowned at that, his brows drawing together as he shifted to look her in the face. "The hell're you talkin' about?"

K let out a long sigh and then picked her head up long enough to kiss the look of confusion off of him. "Have you read Scott's file?" When Logan frowned deeper at her she rested one hand on the center of his chest. "I mean all of it. Not just the stuff that you're interested in, all of it. His background, his family history, psychological profile-"

"I don't like to know most of that crap unless I'm plannin' to take someone down," Logan said, cutting across her before his serious look only deepened. "What the hell are you doin' lookin' into all that?"

She smirked at the knee-jerk protective reaction, wondering how far out the odds were that Scott would ever realize exactly how protective Logan was of him. "Oh, obviously I'm plotting your downfall. All of you," she said in a perfectly serious tone before she smirked and he pulled her into a kiss. When it ended though, she knew she needed to continue. "Everything you need to know about how he processes things is in that file."

"I've been workin' with him for a while now, sweetheart, I don't need a file to tell me how he thinks."

"You do if you can't see how much he wants your approval."

There was a moment where Logan simply stared at her in disbelief before he broke out laughing, and though she could have been insulted, K simply waited for him to get it out of his system with a knowing smirk in place. "He does, you know," she insisted. "He wants to meet up to your level, and he's still hung up on how you two started off."

"He just don't like me, honey. That's all there is to it," Logan said, smiling crookedly at her, and still in a good mood from the solid laugh he'd gotten. "Not like I didn't earn it, but it ain't never gonna change either."

K sat up as far as he'd let her move away from him, only to rest both hands on his chest. "You're really going to have to just ... tell me what it's like to be that wrong."

"I wouldn't know," Logan countered, though he frowned lightly when she refused to let him pull her tight to him again, bracing herself against his chest. "Oh, come on. Is this your way of tellin' me you'd rather join up with Cap?" His expression and the manner in which he said Steve's nickname made it abundantly clear it wasn't Steve that Logan thought she wanted to stay close to.