Logan and Nyx
Logan had found Nyx. In bed with another man. She just yawned, then crawled out from under Devon's arm and got dressed. "So, let's talk babe." Logan nodded briefly, his blood roaring in his ears and a slow rage building inside his chest. Nyx patted Devon's head and the guy smiled slightly in his sleep, before rolling into the warm spot she'd left.
The two walked out to the rec room and Nyx rolled her shoulders uncomfortably. Hot, hot, hot. She was so hot.
Logan couldn't get over the way she smelt. She smelt like sex. She smelt irresitable, even more so then usual...he still wanted her, even though he felt like his insides had been ripped out. He swayed towards, then held himself still by an immense effort of will. He could smell other male scents over her as well, and the Wolverine howled and rattled at his selfcontrol. HIS!
Nyx flopped down on a couch, body language screaming that she was on display and available. Logan growled softly. "So, we're talking," he reminded her in a snarl. "Talk."
"Hey, sexy, get those knickers unwadded." Nyx moved restlessly, her shirt riding up.
"What the hell are you doing?" Logan demanded. "I thought...I thought we at least meant something to you. Us." He gritted his teeth. "I thought I meant something to you."
"Look, I don't know, alright?" Nyx sat up.
"You've slept with three other guys, and you tell me you don't know?!" Logan's control snapped, and he strode over to her. Nyx watched him come lazily.
"Yeah, you'd be able to smell that."
"Damn right I can smell it! So, where you just going to crawl back into my bed and pretend nothing had happened?" He towered over her.
"No, I don't...look, it's hard to explain!" Nyx put her feet on his chest and pushed him backwards. "I'm a bloody cat, for goddess's sake! I just...I don't know, feel weird."
"So, you risk whatever it is that we have because you FEEL WEIRD?!" Logan glared at her. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"
"BACK OFF! YOU DON'T OWN ME!" Nyx snarled back.
"Yeah? There's a collar that says different!"
"SCREW YOU, LOGAN!"
"What, after three other guys? I don't think so!" Nyx screamed at that and leapt for him.
"ASSHOLE!" Nyx's claws plunged through his chest and Logan choked for a moment, then threw her off. Nyx hit the wall with a sickening crack, and then slid to the ground. She got back up, holding her head a bt dazedly, then her eyes narrowed. "Right, you want to play it that way? Want a bit of rough before the tumble? That's fine by me, sexy. Vamps play rough."
"You're the one who cheated on me!" Logan said in disbelief. Nyx flashed him a sly look.
"Yeah, I'm a kittykitty. We ain't much for fidelity."
"So I can see..." Logan couldn't restrain his anger any longer, and the Wolverine leapt forward. "I'm going to kill those guys."
"No, no you're not." Nyx put her hands on her hips, then walked over to him. Logan drew his hand back and slapped her full across the face.
"Get away from me," he said in a dead voice, then turned to leave. Nyx licked at the blood running from her nose, and said nothing as he left.