Ivy fly front to the mansion unsure if she would receive what she needed. She puts up a telepathic block to barricade prying creative thinker. She heads to the main spot, she knows they are in there having a encounter, not expecting, smirking she enters. Logan stands, ready to fight. She sees that Michigander is more well-favored than she imagined, something about the wild look in his eyes as he bares his claws and looks down her body, her farseeing blond hair hanging down, her short stature clocking in at 5'1 '', 36B boob, cute one shot ass, and vernal face with easygoing kissable sass. A tight t-shirt, tight pants ( like leggings ), and unsubdivided apartment being her dress. `` Who are you ? '' Logan growls, baring his teeth. Ivy lands lightly, his gaze following her. `` My name is Ivy. I 'm not here to attack you. I need your help, '' softly these words come out of her mouth, she finishes with a pleading flavor in her eyes, making sure to make eye liaison with Logan. The Prof. looks worried, `` I can not read her mind, something is blocking my telepathy, '' sternly he looks to Ivy, `` What is it ? '' `` I 'm sorry that 's me. I 'm not well-to-do with having my mind read. I 'll polish off the block.. now. '' And she does take out the block. `` You 're telepathic ? '' Prof. X asks. `` Yes, I need to find out what I am, '' Ivy 's tonicity becomes even more urgent. `` Are n't you a mutant ? '' the Prof. asks. Ivy had been facing Logan, standing in between him and the Prof. 's desk. She now turns to face the Prof. and turns her back to Logan. He had now sat down so he was eye stratum with her bring down book binding and could see that her shirt had a low back so the back of her bra was showing. `` No, maybe, I do n't bonk. That 's why I 'm here, '' she says, confusedly. While she says this she unhooks her bra using telekinesis, cognisant Mount Logan was watching. `` It 's recent, '' Prof. says, `` Logan, please show up her to an open way and we will discuss this in the morning. '' Logan gets up to leave and she hooks her bra before turning to exit. Wolverine then leads her down a hallway and opens the doorway to a bedroom. He enters and Ivy follows, closing the room access behind her. `` What the hell on earth was that ! ? '' He demands. She walks towards the bed before answering, `` What was what ? '' He aggressively walks to her and bares the claws on his right mitt. `` Your piddling spectacle out there ! '' `` Oh, that. Did you like it ? '' She begins to undress while speechmaking. `` What are you doing, now ? '' Once completely naked she walks to him, standing only an in away. `` acquiring ready for bed, love. '' He had an obvious boner and Ivy definitely noticed. She stands on her toes and lightly kisses him. Logan groans and retracts his pincer. His hired hand grab her ass and lifts her up. She then puts her ramification around his waistline. `` So you did wish it, '' she remark with a smirk before kissing him a great deal deeper this clip. He throws her pile on the bed and takes off his jacket. `` Let me help, '' she suggests and uses psychokinesis to unbutton his shirt and his dungaree. Logan takes them off exposing his abs and at to the lowest degree 8 in. blunder. Ivy looks surprised before spreading her legs, showing him her dripping wet pussy. Instead of penetrating her as she wanted he plays with her pussy, spreading apart her brim and sticking one fingerbreadth in. `` Please, please put it in me ... '' she begs. `` You sure ? '' it was now his bout to bug. `` Yes, yes, please ... '' Logan gives in and slowly puts his rock punishing cock into her. Ivy moans out of pleasance and rest. Logan takes this as a cue and goes faster. `` Uh, uh, umm, uh, yes, thank you ! '' Ivy manages to get out while struggling to take a breather evenly. Logan goes even faster and Ivy can barely talk, only moan and gasp. `` Uh, uh, uhhh .... mmmm ... '' This continues until he can palpate her cumming on his rooster. He pumps twice more before flipping her over and doing her doggy-style. Pumping just as fast. Ivy has to prick a pillow to stop from screaming out of joy. His farseeing slurred pecker stretching her pie-eyed pussy. Logan is occasionally groan cryptic, in fact if sounded more like a growl. `` I 'm going to cum, '' he growls between pant. And cum he did, at the like prison term as Ivy, shooting the tender fluid late inside her. With one last growl Logan pulls out. Ivy then sits up on her articulatio genus and licks his rooster clean. She then kisses him mystifying with lingua before standing up and heading to the adjacent lavatory. Logan stands there dumbfounded at what had just transpired and still breathing heavily. After a couple of moment he hears the water start running. And with a smile he walks into the bathroom after Ivy .