Marvel Teen Avengers - Wolverine<br/><br/>1.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4971734#msg4971734">Quote from: vin26m on 24-07-2011, 15:35:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Logan (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112944.msg4914738#msg4914738)</strong><br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/Teen_Logan_small.JPG)<br/><br/>Logan stormed off to his room.  He felt like breaking something.  Instead of fumbling with his key, he "picked" the lock with his claw, rendering it useless, then kicked the door in.  He had a feeling a little lock wasn't going to be enough to keep out other powered students.  Soon, his reputation alone would make anyone think twice about invading his privacy or stealing his stuff.  Not that he owned much.  He had jeans, boots, tank tops, a leather jacket, a motorcycle and some uniforms.  <br/><br/>Key word.  Uniforms.  Not costumes, which was the word Storm was using.  Thanks to his hearing, he could eavesdrop on her conversation.  Costumes are for Halloween parties.  Uniforms are for combat.<br/><br/>He also picked up the scent of Steve, the blond guy who helped him out earlier, as well as the scent of another chick he didn't know yet.  <br/><br/>He took off his jacket and stood in front of the mirror on the back of the door.  He popped his claws and took a gander at himself.<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b0/Wolverine_claws_jeans_tank.jpg)<br/><br/>He also unpacked his uniforms and hung them up.  He put one of them on.  It was a new one he hadn't used yet.<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Wolverine_claws_X-Force_standing.jpg)<br/><br/>Maybe Storm had a point.  It's better to avoid a conflict that get into one.  But he wasn't one to use words to persuade an opponent to back off.  If anything, Logan used words to goad enemies into fights.  But the right appearance can intimidate them into backing off.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>2.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4972282#msg4972282">Quote from: Neysha on 24-07-2011, 19:27:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Joystick</strong><br/><br/>Janice wasn't even short on breath as she arrived at school just late enough to miss the opening speeches at Stormvalley High, but not late enough to get settled in her dormitory at the Avengers Tower. Not that unpacking was hard, living on the run with her Dad, so to speak, meant she was used to traveling and packing light. A backpack, a gym bag and a carry-on sized suitcase was all she ever really needed and this was no different.<br/><br/>It had taken her about half an hour to get settled, as she heard the commotion outside her room in the tower. Having already gotten her room assignment and had her meeting with the Student Coordinator earlier, she figured that pestering her now again about what was going on wouldn't be a good idea. She knew she was training to be an Avenger, a bonnified Super Heroine, but was sure as heck unsure of how to even begin that. From what she saw on her dormitories television, a monster was on the loose in the city which is what she assumed the commotion at the tower was about, but since her superheroine career began this morning, she was figuring that she'd sit out of it.<br/><br/>But she wasn't positive either way, so she didn't go to Ororo, but she didn't stay in her room. She decided to go exploring the tower, having picked up that an old... acquaintance was also a young Avenger here.<br/><br/>She didn't know what room he was in, but she figured it out when she saw the clawed up door lock on one particular door. Logan was never a fan of keys... or civil behavior in general, oftentimes.<br/><br/>And she knew something else about Logan. How to push his buttons in a way no one else could.<br/><br/>The lock was broken, she could've just swung the door open with a simple push.<br/><br/>But instead, after taking a wary glance both ways to make sure the coast was clear, she delivered a powerful superhuman kick to the door, shattering it horizontally as the center of the door splintered away and two large chunks hung loosely off the doors top and bottom hinges, swinging loosely. Then... she gently pushed the remnants of the door aside and grinned as she found Logan how she usually left him when they encountered each other months ago.<br/><br/>Half naked...<br/><br/>"Hey there Logan," Janice said with a smile, leaning against the ruined door frame. "I can tell from your lack of dress that you've been expecting me. Got anymore of those special cookies waiting for me too?" she asked, knowing full well her appearance was a surprise to him, just like the first time they met.<br/><br/>She then gestured across her chest, revealing she was wearing the same High School letter jacket before, with the strangely phallic looking gaming joystick sewn over its right breast, and her nickname in cursive written over it. "You haven't gotten lost in all of those High School poseurs to have forgotten about me have you shorty?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>3.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4973538#msg4973538">Quote from: vin26m on 25-07-2011, 00:42:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The crash of Janice's entrance did nothing to startle Logan after he turned away from the mirror on the door.<br/><br/><em>"Hey there Logan, I can tell from your lack of dress that you've been expecting me. Got anymore of those special cookies waiting for me too?"</em><br/><br/>"Of course I've been expecting you, Janice," he said over his shoulder.<br/><br/>"In fact, I smelled you when you got on the floor," continued Logan, his mask in his hand with the top half of his uniform hanging down behind him from his waist.  <br/><br/>"I smelled you when you entered the building."  He turned around, facing her, his whole body sporting a thin layer of hair.  He threw the mask over his shoulder, making it land on the bed.<br/><br/>He stepped toward her as she leaned against his doorframe.  His grumble became a whisper.  "I smelled you when you woke up this morning."<br/><br/>He reached out and grabbed the souvenir he gave her that she was wearing.  "What the hell did you do to my old jacket?"  With their height difference, her chest was in front of his face.  <br/><br/>"You know, most girls just wear the jackets that guys give them, they don't replace the letter with a phallic symbol, or change the name.  Then again, you ain't most girls, are ya, kid?  And I didn't give you that jacket, I traded it to get my jeans back.  Of course, that was after..."<br/><br/>He smiled at the memory.<br/><br/>"... that was after you stole my cookies, and I called ya Joystick, since yer so good at handlin' a rod."<br/><br/>He walked away from her and lay back on his bed, putting his arms behind his head.<br/><br/>"So, just visitin' little old me?  Or you think yer good enough to join this crew?"<br/><br/>Already his uniform was tenting, but he didn't bother hiding his arousal for her.<br/><br/>He looked over at his desk.  The only thing on it was jar of cookies.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>4.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4973817#msg4973817">Quote from: Neysha on 25-07-2011, 01:47:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">A perpetual smile was fixed to her face, knowing full well she could control the amount of sweet and spice in her interactions with Logan to bring out what she wanted from him... most of the time. She was eyeing him as he laid back out on the bed.<br/><br/><em>"So, just visitin' little old me?  Or you think yer good enough to join this crew?"</em><br/><br/>Her smile remained unchanged. "I know I'm good enough for this crew," she said, glancing to make sure no passerbys could look in and see what they would be doing on his bed in a short amount of time, at least unless they ducked in. But in that case, Wolverine could smell them coming. "I was good enough to handle you after all, and your regenerating sperm bank after all," she says, glancing at the cookies on the table, then back at him laying on the bed. "But you look tired, maybe those cookies can give us both a bit of spring in our step," she then said, rounding the edge of the bed while shrugging off his... now her... jacket and revealing the white tank she was wearing underneath. <br/><br/>She grabbed the jar of cookies and sat down beside him, taking one out and waving it above his face, before feeding it to him with a smile. "I know you don't Logan," she said, glancing at the bulging tent in his uniforms pants. "But I prefer milk with my cookies. Can you help with that, or would you prefer to take a nap like some old man shorty?" she finally asked teasingly.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>5.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4974477#msg4974477">Quote from: vin26m on 25-07-2011, 04:41:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Sorry, kid, no milk here," said Logan, pulling the lower part of his uniform down, exposing his cock.  Logan was had a thick build for his height, but he was short.  His cock belonged on a taller man.  Having it lay there going up his stomach made it even look bigger.  Pre-cum was oozing out of the tip.<br/><br/>"Sperm, on the hand, I got plenty of."  He fisted his cock from base to head, squeezing out more pre-cum, enough to pool on his chest.<br/><br/>"And it's coming out, Janice, with your mouth on it or off it.  But if you use those skilled hands, this place will be raining cum.  You thinking you can pull that off again?  No one else can work me like you can."<br/><br/>He put his hands at his sides after wiping the crumbs off his lips from the cookies, waiting for her next move.<br/><br/>"Just like last time, kid.  Tug the balls.  Work the shaft.  Nibble on the head.  Gallon of 'milk,' at least."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>6.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=112961.msg4974681#msg4974681">Quote from: Neysha on 25-07-2011, 05:27:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She smirked, raising an eyebrow at him as she put the cookies aside and then kneeled at the foot of the bed, sliding her hands up his legs as she drew her body up between his legs and leaning in low, slightly brushed her nose and lips just an inch over Logan's exposed groin area, close enough that he could feel the hot breath of her tempered exhalations across his sensitive manhood, from balls to the domed glans of his shaft. At the same moment, she took in the raw masculine scent of the mutants manhood, letting the pheromones he was exuding and the smell of his groin further intoxicate and excite her already aroused passion.<br/><br/>As her smooth hands slid up his hairy legs, they soon slid over the base of his hard cock, her fingers splitting up as they gripped the base of his shaft, giving it a few firm strokes, as she closed her eyes, remember the familiar firmness, the thickness, the heat of his member. It had been months since she assumed they would never meet again, but here they were, reunited again. <br/><br/>"You don't need to tell me Logan. I know how to drive a stick," she said, her light breaths wafting over the head of his cock before she closed her eyes again. "And don't call me kid. I know your an old soul, but you ain't much older then me shorty," she then added, complimenting him on his character, but unaware of how old he actually might have been as she opened up her mouth, taking the purplish broad cockhead of Logan's phallus into her warm, waiting mouth. A second later, he felt her familiar mouth humming softly, the strumming vibrations shooting through his ultra sensitive glans, as her tongue rolled and flickered over his dome, lightly working her lips on the lower edge of his cockhead and suckling as opposed to sucking his manhood while her breasts pushed up against his balls, until they were resting on her firm pert tits, and her hands were working the entire length of his throbbing manhood.<br/><br/>Even though she was just sucking his cock, she was enjoying herself. Just worshiping a magnificent cock like Logan's, it was satisfying.<br/><br/>She only hoped no one would investigate the shattered door, peek inside and notice their not so subtle behavior.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>