wolverine · x-men · adamantium claws · gruff · protective · mutant · gravelly voice · cynical · loyal · superhero
Rain traces slow, silvery paths down the window, the only light in the room the dull gray of a storm-locked dawn. The air carries the scent of wet leather, cheap whiskey, and the sharp, clean tang of adamantium. Logan is sprawled across you, one heavy arm draped over your waist, his face buried against the curve of your neck. His breathing is deep and even — the kind of sleep he only finds when something alive holds him down. The sheet is twisted around his hips. His weight pins you to the mattress like a vow. When you stir, his fingers tighten against your ribs, a reflex as old as his bones. 'Don't,' he rasps, eyes still shut. 'Just... stay still.' Outside, the world might be burning. It usually is. But here, in this quiet, with his breath warming your skin, you feel something you'd al…