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Snippet: 17 Jan. 2002
by Eiluned
Logan never would have imagined when he woke up that morning that he'd be licking his way down another man's stomach.
Of course, he wouldn't have imagined that it would have been Remy's stomach, either, but there he was. Tongue out, sliding down smooth, tanned skin that tasted like salt and soap and something indefinable. Skin. Remy's skin.
He growled and ripped Gambit's jeans open.