Need

"Kitty, you're really out to kill me." He heaved, getting his breath back. He held her ankles in front of him and rubbed little circled with his thumbs. He glanced up at her and noticed her expression of uncertainty. She caught her lower lip with her teeth and worried it nervously.
"So, um, do you want to watch a movie or something?" Her toes curled involuntarily. Kurt slid his hands up to her calves and rubbed them as he moved upward.
"Or something." He said, keeping his expression serene. He shifted so he was on his knees, sitting on his heels, with her feet resting on his thighs.
"Yahtzee?" Her voice squeaked a little. His fingers brushed the sensitive underside of her knees and he felt the gooseflesh rise on her skin. He tilted his head as if considering it for a moment then shook it slowly.
"Can't say I ever cared for Yahtzee." His thumbs moved over her kneecaps and then slid between her legs, parting them an inch.
"How about Chutes and Ladders?" Kitty was suddenly more nervous than she'd ever been around Kurt in her life. They'd already had some pretty mind blowing sex, but now there was time to think about things, and time to be awkward with each other.
"How about a rematch?"
"You mean in the danger room?"
"I mean right here, Liebling." He grinned at her. "I followed your lead downstairs, but I'd like the opportunity to do things my way for a change." He leaned forward and brushed his lips against her shin.
"You mentioned something about gentleness, right?"
"Mmm Hmm." He moved his lips upward, gently kissing the abrasions on her knees.
"I could go for that." She said with a shaky voice. He smiled and continued his gentle assault. He kissed his way up to the edge of her skirt and slid his hands underneath it, along the outsides of her thighs. He moved forward and came off his heels so he was kneeling in front of her as if in prayer. He hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them over her hips. He drew them down her legs and discarded them. Then he pushed her knees apart and moved her skirt up. He kissed the insides of her knees and made his way up her thighs. Kitty leaned back on her elbows and tried to relax. What Kurt was doing to her made her feel dizzy and excited. The butterflies in her stomach were trying to beat their way out of her.
"Tell me whenm inm in the right spot." He whispered; his breath touched her at the apex of her thighs and she sucked in her breath. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and Kurt's dark head was poised between her legs. She looked down at him and he smiled a little, showing his teeth. Sometimes he really looked like a demon, she thought, then he lowered his head and she was no longer coherent.