Ok now I'd like to warn everyone before they read this one that I intentionally left it hanging.
Just so you guys can take it and run with it. Please do. I'd love to read what you think happens next.
Hay how about everyone adding a chapter? Could get really interesting.
Alex.
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Title: A Simple Test.
Author: Alex Quinn
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing: Logan/André Logan/André/Scott implied.
Summary: Logan gets pulled over by a cop and interesting things happen from there on.
Archive: Mpreg, WWOMB, ask first.
Rating: NC17 for graphic m/m sex.
Parts: 1
Status: WIP
Series/Sequel: None as of yet.
Website: None
Disclaimer: Marvel owns the X-Men and their world. Just having a little fun.
Authors notes & Warnings: I left it unfinished to let you guys take it a run if you want. I'd love to see what you write. Also just to clarify that André just happened to be the name that popped into my head as I wrote this one. Don't have a clue as to why.
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As Logan raced down the dirt path that led to a curved road he didn't see the cop car parked waiting for a speeder. As he heard the sudden siren he sighed, but slowed down and pulled over to kill the engine. He reached for his wallet just as the cop walked over.
"Do you know how fast you were going?" The cop asked eyeing Logan's ass a little longer then walked to stand next to him.
"Not really," Logan said handing his license and insurance card for the bike to him.
"Well Mr. . . Logan you were going about ten miles over the limit." "Really? I haven't seen any signs down the dirt path. I'm new to the area."
"Yes I see. I guess I could let you go with a warning. . . If you promise to learn the speed limits for the area."
"You got it."
"Where are you from?"
"Alberta, Canada."
"Well, that makes sense then. They've got a different idea on speed limits. Nice bike. Looks hard to handle, but your strong enough I bet."
"Yeah it is, and I am. You look like a big guy. . . Let's see if your as big as I think you are," Logan said getting off the bike and moved to stand real close to the cop.
In answer the cop just moved to face him with a smile.
Logan removed the utility belt and draped it over the bike seat. He then slowly unzipped the fly and reached in to fondle him to instant hardness.
"Hmm, you are big. Let's see just how big?" Logan said dropping to his knees and freed him to grin.
The cop just rested his hands on Logan's shoulders and moaned softly.
"Oh yeah, nice and big. Perfect," Logan said then gave the head a lick as he fondled the shaft.
"Oh yes!"
Logan looked up and smiled seeing that he had the man with his head thrown back biting his lower lip. He then licked the head all over then slowly took it into his mouth and sucked. He lowered his free hand to his own trapped cock and began to rub it to moan around the hard flesh half way down his throat.
The cop moaned deeper and looked down to watch as Logan so expertly sucked his cock to find him rubbing himself through his jeans and grinned. He wanted to bury his hard cock into his ass. He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled when that got him to look up.
"That's soo good Logan! Make me come?"
Logan moaned letting his eyes slide closed and sucked him harder while he fondled his balls.
"Oh gods yes! LOGAN!"
Logan grinned as he pulled back to pull his bandana out of his pocket and wiped his face off.
"That was soo hot, but I want more," the cop said pulling him to his feet.
"More?" Logan asked with a frown watching as he tucked himself away and grabbed the belt.
"Oh a lot more. I want you," the cop said pulling him close and fondled his ass.
"You want to fuck me?"
"I want to make love to you. Don't you want me up your ass?"
Logan remembered that Charles and Scott were waiting for him back at the mansion. He had no idea how long this man wanted him for, but he didn't want to get him pissed.
"Yeah I do. Where?"
"Have you ever done it in the back of a cop car?"
"Uh, no. You sure there's enough room?"
"Yeah," he said to pull Logan to it.
"So what's your name, or do ya want me to call you cop?"
"André."
"Ok André, how do you want to do it?"
He smiled and went to the door facing the woods and opened it. He then removed his shirt putting both it and the belt into the front. Logan walked the bike back to be hidden behind the car and removed his jackets, shirt and jeans to drape them over the seat leaving his boots next to it.
He then let him guide him inside to remove his boxers. He then removed his own and grabbed a tube of lube from the glove box to quickly stretch him and coat his hard cock. He leaned over him and thrust into him slowly only to stop once all the way in.
"Feel good?" André asked.
"Yes!"
"Good," he said and began to thrust to lean down for a deep kiss.
Logan then felt the tell tale pressure at the back of his mind and tried his best to ignore it and block him. The last thing he wanted was to have Charles discover him in this position. Naked in the back of a cop car being made love to by the cop of said cop car.
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"Well?" Scott asked Charles seeing the frown.
"I can't get through to him. He's fighting me."
"Oh?"
"I believe that he doesn't want to be disturbed."
"What could he be doing?"
"I'm not sure. Let's give him another ten minutes."
"Ok."
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Logan sighed then moaned as he came hard.
"Ahh, YES!"
"Oh gods yes, LOGAN!" André said to moan as he came hard.
He gently pulled out and leaned down to lick him clean grinning.
"Now that felt amazing Logan."
"Oh yeah, it did."
"Here you can clean up with these," André said holding out a box of large wet wipes.
"Thanks."
Once cleaned and dressed again they stared at each other only to jump as the cop radio screeched to life.
"I've got to get going Logan. I really did enjoy myself."
"So did I André. See ya around," he said about to walk away, but André grabbed his wrist holding him still as he answered the call.
"I've got to get goin André."
"I know," he said pulling him close for a deep kiss then let him go to get into his car and took off.
Logan let out a sigh then raced to the mansion.
"Logan, where were you?" Scott asked as he walked in through the front door.
"Got pulled over by a cop."
"Did you get a ticket?"
"Nope."
"How so?"
"Just told him I'm new to the area."
"Ahh."
"Logan, is that why you were blocking me?" Charles asked as he heard them walk into the den.
"Yeah."
"I see. Makes sense then."
"So what do you. . ." Logan started to say then staggered reaching out blindly for support.
"Logan!" Scott gasped rushing to his side and wrapped an arm around his waist to guide him to the couch and had him sit.
"Oh man, I'm suddenly really very tired," Logan said leaning forward resting his head in his hands.
"Logan?" Charles asked moving close to him and reached out to place his hand on his head, but he jerked up eyes wide
"I'm fine. Just didn't get a lot of sleep lately," he said standing to take a few steps away from them.
Both Scott and Charles frowned, but wouldn't push him. . . yet. "I'll just grab something to eat and grab a few hours of sleep first, ok?"
"Of course Logan," Charles said still frowning.
Logan just nodded then walked off.
"Professor?" Scott asked staring at the door.
"I'm not sure Scott. I don't want to push if he really is that tired."
"Then what else could it be?"
"Oh I'm sure it's mostly exhaustion, but it's also not enough food. Go and keep an eye on him, if he'll let you."
Scott nodded. He then ran out and headed to the kitchen to find Logan leaning against the counter head down breathing deeply.
"Logan, what's wrong?"
"Damn, I'm so tired."
"Let's get you to your room then?" He asked then helped him there and to his bed.
"I can take care of the rest Slim. Night," Logan said pulling his boots off.
"Are you sure? Maybe I should stay to keep an eye on you?" Scott asked with a frown.
"Yeah, I'm sure. There's no need for ya to stay, I'll be fine after some sleep," Logan said with an exhausted smile.
"Ok. Well, good night Logan," he said and left closing the door.
"He wouldn't let you stay with him?" Charles asked seeing Scott walk back down.
"No. I'm worried. Strange isn't it?"
"No, not really."
Logan managed to strip down and slip between the sheets naked. He fell asleep instantly he got somewhat comfortable.
The next early afternoon when Logan hadn't come down Scott headed up to find him still deeply asleep and it made him get even more worried.
// Professor? //
// Yes Scott, what is it? //
// It's Logan. He's still sleeping deeply. //
// Oh? //
Scott moved close and felt his pulse noticing that his temperature was low and both his pulse and breathing was shallow.
// I really don't like this Professor, I think he's in a coma. His pulse and breathing are shallow. //
// What about his temperature? //
// Low. //
// I see. I'll send Hank up. //
// Ok. I'll wait. //
Charles went down to the lab to find Hank eating while at his computer.
"Charles, is there anything I can help you with?" Hank asked looking up.
"Logan is ill. Scott's waiting for you in his room."
"I see," Hank said then got up and left.
Scott sat on the edge of the bed just holding Logan's hand waiting.
When Hank walked in he stood letting his hand go.
"How is he Scott?"
"Completely out of it."
Hank moved over and examined him to let out a sigh frowning.
"I'll carry him down to the lab."
Scott nodded and pulled the covers from the foot of the bed.
"Scott?" Hank asked with a puzzled frown.
"I checked him over to find that he's um, naked."
"I see. Very well," Hank said and wrapped the sheet and light blanket around him to take him into his arms.
Scott followed him down to the lab and helped where he could. Hank scanned him then drew some blood and tested it only to sigh. "Well?" Scott asked.
"I'm not sure. There is a drug in his system that I am unfamiliar with.
I'll have to look it up."
"Professor? Oh, what's wrong with Logan?" Marie asked walking in to find him out and on a bed.
"We're not sure Marie. Don't worry Hank will have him back to normal soon. Was there something you needed?"
"Oh. Uh, yeah there's a cop in your office."
"I see. Thank you Marie. Let's head up then?"
"Sure," she said glancing at Logan one more time then left with him. She went to the den while Charles went into his office to find a cop with a strong build staring out the window.
"Professor Xavier?" He asked turning to face him.
"Yes, and you are?"
"André Stevens. Is Logan ok?" He asked with a frown.
"How did you know that he is here?"
"By his licence."
"I see. No he is not ok. Do you know anything that can help?"
He watched as André let out a deep sigh and hang his head.
André thought hard about how much to tell this man. He seemed to be something like a father figure to the kids here. He really didn't think that's how Logan looked at him, but it felt that way.
"It's. . . I think it's my fault. You see. . . Um, could you close the door please?"
"Of course," Charles said moving to close the door then moved to the chair near the window next to André.
"I'm not sure how much he would want you to know, but I. . . we that is used something that I had no idea was laced with some weird drug. I only found out this morning."
"Used in which way?"
"We made love sir," he said his head down looking embarrassed.
Charles had to fight the grin and understood why the man was so highly strung.
"Please have a seat André? It's going to be ok."
André collapsed into the offered chair letting out a deep sigh.
"This is so weird."
"How so?"
"Well, it feels like your looked to as a father figure here, and I got caught with his daughter, well. . . something like that."
"It is ok André, really. Logan is his own man. I'm sure he didn't want me to know, but I do understand that not everyone has the same needs or desires."
"Then your not mad?"
"Of course not. Now what did you use that was laced with the drug?"
"Lube. I confiscated it from some guy I arrested. I never thought it was dangerous."
"Do you have it with you?"
"Yeah. Here," he said handing Charles a small box.
// Ro, could you come to my office please? //
// Of course Professor. //
A minute she walked in with a smile.
"You called Professor?"
"Yes. Please take this down to Hank?"
"Of course," she said taking it to take it down.
Charles looked back at André to see him staring at the door after her. He then noticed him looking at him and blushed averting his eyes to stare at the floor. Charles couldn't help it but grin and laugh softly.
"André, it's perfectly normal to react that way believe me."
"I know. It's just that I feel like I have to be on my best behavior around you."
"Ah, I see. Please relax. I don't expect you to be perfect."
André relaxed again letting out a sigh.
"Now I would like to ask you something, but you do not have to answer it. It is up to you."
"And that is?"
"Are you a mutant?"
André's eyes went wide and he got more nervous then he had been before.
"Please relax André, I'm not going to judge you by your answer. I would just like to know."
"Yes, I am."
"Thought as much. You see everyone in this school is a mutant."
"Even Logan?"
"Yes, especially Logan."
"What is his mutation?"
// Charles? // Hank thought to him.
// Good news I hope? //
// Yes Logan is awake and fine. //
// Great. I'll be down with a man. //
// Very well. //
"Professor?"
"I just got word from our doctor that Logan is awake and fine."
André sighed and collapsed into the chair to smile.
"Why don't you come with me that way Logan can answer your questions?"
"Sure."
They headed down and Logan smiled seeing him walking in next to Charles.
"I'm so very sorry Logan. I had no idea that stuff was drugged."
"It's ok André, like you said you didn't know. I don't blame you," Logan said.
"Thanks. Whoa!" He said only to gasp seeing Hank.
"Hello André. Thank you for bringing the tube. I wouldn't have been able to come up with a cure otherwise," Hank said with a smile.
"Oh. Uh, your more than welcome."
"He's impressive huh?" Logan asked with a grin.
"Very."
Hank just shook his head and went back to the computer.
Scott frowned not sure if he liked this, but remained silent.
"Oh Scott, could you please get Logan his clothes?" Hank asked.
"Of course Hank," he said and left.
"So Charles. . ."
"It's alright Logan. I do not judge others simply by their sexual preferences."
"Oh. Good."
"Now I'll see you along with Scott in the kitchen later?"
"Sure."
With a nod Charles left.
"I'm sorry Logan."
"André, it's ok."
Scott walked back in and handed Logan his clothes to stand back.
"Scott, could you show André to the kitchen? The Professor's waiting for us there," Logan said.
"If you'll follow me André?" Scott asked moving towards the doors.
"Sure."
Logan quickly got dressed and went up to find them sitting the table talking as they drank some tea. He poured himself a tall glass and sat across from André and next to Scott. Who just shifted a little closer making him wonder.
André noticed and looked to Logan to see him frown for an instant to return his attention back to Charles.
"Well gentlemen, I have a class to get to so I'll see you three later," Charles said and left.
"So um, Logan what's your mutation? The Professor thought it best if I ask you instead of telling me," André asked.
"How about we go to the den first?"
"Sure."
They got up and walked there. Logan waited until both André and Scott were sitting down.
"Ok I have what's called X-Factor healing rate. Also in an illegal experiment a group of Canadian scientists grafted a metal called adamantium to my entire skeleton, which hurt like being burned alive from the inside out. I also have six nine inch bone blades housed in my forearms that I've called claws. The adamantium was grafted to them as well and they are extremely sharp. I can cut through anything. Even bullet proof vests and armored trucks. I also have heightened senses. All of them."
"Wow that's a lot."
"Yeah it is. If it wasn't for the healing I wouldn't have survived the grafting. I nearly didn't, but dumb luck has gotten me through quite a lot of scrapes."
"What is your mutation André?" Scott asked turning to look at him.
"I have heightened senses. I can predict with a high accuracy what people are going to do. I've been told it's part empathy and foresight, but I'm really not sure."
"That's all?" Logan asked.
"No. I'm also bullet proof."
"Really?" Scott asked.
"I've been shot at so many times that I have to have a few dozen changes of clothes in the truck of my car."
"Wow."
"So Scott what is your mutation?" André asked.
"I have optic blasts. In an accident when I was younger the part of my brain that controls them had been damaged, so I can't control them or turn them off. I have to wear these special glasses or a visor."
"He could also punch a hole right through a mountain," Logan said.
"Wow! Really?"
"Really."
"So are you interested in Logan, or what?"
"What do you mean?" Scott asked getting nervous.
"Well the way you shifted closer to him as he sat down at the kitchen table. . . I wondered if you have feelings for him. Do you?"
Scott frowned. . . he still wasn't sure how he felt about him, but André was right he had shifted closer to Logan in the kitchen, but why? Did he want him that way?
"Well Slim?" Logan asked.
"I. . . I don't know."
"Ok fair enough," Logan said then moved to kneel at his feet.
"Logan, what are you doing?" Scott asked getting even more nervous.
"Giving you the chance to know once and for all. Kiss me?"
"Logan, I. . ."
"Come on Scott, just kiss me. If you are interested believe me you'll know."
Scott took a deep breath then leaned forward reaching up to hold onto Logan's head then closed the distance and kissed him.
At first nothing more happened. Logan thought he'd pull back and say he didn't want him, but then Scott got bold and lightly licked along Logan's bottom lip. Logan parted them only to have Scott groan as he thrust his tongue in and explored his mouth to the fullest.
Logan groaned into the kiss then grabbed Scott's legs behind his knees to spread his legs to shift closer. Scott groaned again to wrap his legs around his legs and held onto him tightly. Only when he absolutely had to Scott broke the kiss to breathe panting from the long kiss.
"Well, I think that answers that," André said with a grin.
"Yeah, think so," Logan said still a little out of breath giving Scott a grin.
"Wow!" Scott panted in no hurry to let him go now.
"Wow is right babe, that was some kiss."
Scott just grinned to dive in for more to have Logan wrap his arms around him. One hand went to the back of his head careful not to dislodge his glasses while the other went right to his ass.
André got hard just from watching them kiss wrapped around each other. He wondered if there was a chance that the three could get to a room to make love to each other.
As if reading his mind Logan pulled back.
"What?" Scott asked.
"You got any classes today?"
"No. Why?"
"Let's take this out to the boat house?"
"Oh right."
"You gotta let me go first babe," Logan said and when he did let him go he got to his feet.
Scott then stood and looked at André to smile.
"Coming?" He asked and got a grin.
"Sure," he said and the three headed out to the boat house.
TBC? Maybe?