Pretending

Uh oh, sex? INDEEDY.
Uh, hold off on those torches and pitchforks for Scott a little while longer, 'kay?

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Scott blinked as Kurt teleported with the usual fuss, caught between a sigh of exasperation and a chuckle at the other boy's cheek. He shoved the bag in his mouth for a moment, shrugging off his jacket and throwing it on one of the pegs before heading upstairs to his own room. His hand was on the doorknob of his room when he heard someone shuffling about in Kurt's room, he grinned and tapped on the door.

"And here I thought you'd abandoned me," he called out.

Kurt poked his head out, a couple fries hanging out of his mouth. "Md ere on at," he said around the food, before finishing stuffing it in his mouth.

"Attractive Kurt, really... really attractive," Scott grinned, shaking his head. "And, uh, would you mind translating that sentence from french fries to English?" He asked, trying not to laugh.

Kurt grinned and, after swallowing the food, said, "I'd never do that." He leaned up and kissed him quickly, leaving traces of salt from the fries.

Scott licked away the salt without thinking about it, too busy trying to come up with something clever to say in return. "Can I come in or do you want some time alone?" He asked before smiling a little. "You can have my fries if you let me in," He teased gently, trying to let Kurt know he didn't have to.

Kurt smiled and opened the door wider. "Sure, you can come in." He took a step back then turned and headed back over to sit on his bed.

"Aah, you just want me for my fries," Scott teased, following Kurt over and smirking. "So thought about it any?" He asked in amusement.

"Well, duh," he said, smile growing. He got comfortable on the bed and picked up more fries. Kurt glanced over at Scott, his head tilted just a little. "About what?"

"Well, I recall someone saying something about finding a way to shut me up before this certain someone teleported upstairs," Scott smirked, fishing out a milkshake from the bag before handing the fries to Kurt. "I was just wondering if you'd figured out how to do it yet."

"Oh, no. But don't worry, you'll know when I do," he said with a wink. He grabbed the fries and dumped them into his own bag before grabbing his burger and unwrapping it.

Scott laughed, sitting back and watching Kurt eat. It was quite an experience. "Fast metabolism," He murmured to himself with a bit of a grin before asking in teasing tones. "Do you even chew?"

Kurt pretended to look offended and stuck out his tongue. "Of course I do. And do you ever actually eat, Slim?" he asked, teasing back.

Scott stole a single french fry, holding it up for emphasis before eating it. "There, I ate" He said, sticking his tongue out and trying not to grin. Honestly, Kurt's sense of humor was starting to rub off. "I'm not all that hungry really," He said, his smile fading a little. "You go ahead and eat. It's not like you take that long anyway."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Nu uh. You're eating, even if I have to force-feed you," he said, a smirk growing on his face.

"Oh yeah?" Scott asked, carefully placing the milkshake out of harms way before folding his arms, trying not to grin all the while. "I'd like to see you try, Blue," He challenged.

Kurt quirked an eyebrow and crawled over to him then pushed him down. He grinned, eyes glowing a little, and straddled his thighs, leaning over him closely. "You sure you want to see now?" he asked softly.

Scott grinned right back, even as a slow, low heat began to crawl down into his groin at the contact, his hands settling automatically on Kurt's hips. "You sure you want to show me?" He asked quirking an eyebrow as his fingers flexed.

Kurt leaned down the rest of the way, meeting him in an open-mouthed kiss, as his hand pulled the food closer. He pulled away suddenly and sat back on his legs, stuffing Scott's mouth quickly with a bunch of fries, a wide smirk on his lips.

Scott glared up at him - a useless expression thanks to the ruby quartz glasses he wore. "Oo aah ea'!" He accused, one hand slipping round Kurt's hip to pinch his ass playfully, his other snaking up to see if Kurt's ribs were ticklish.

Kurt jumped slightly and laughed, moving his tail to tug gently at Scott's wrist. "Hey, you asked for it. Don't blame me!"

Scott swallowed and laughed back, careful not to pull too hard against Kurt's still tender tail. "Asked for it?" He said incredulously. "Look just because all of us don't eat as much as a baby elephant doesn't mean you can go 'round force feeding people in such a cruel and heartless manner," He teased.

Kurt's eyebrows rose and he grinned, trying not to laugh. "Right. Little Scotty doesn't think it's so cruel," he said, wiggling his eyebrows and teasing.

"I'll attempt the Logan pout again if you don't finish what you started," He mock-threatened, his other hand sliding round to cup the Nightcrawler's ass, squeezing a little in the hope of seeing a blush. "And watch who you're calling little, short stuff."

He did blush and wiggle a little. "Oh, yeah, because--"

"Hey, Kurt I just wanted to say I'm--" Kitty paused, body half through the door literally.

Kurt blushed deeper and scrambled off Scott as Kitty's face became bright red. "Sorry! Sorry, I'll just, um... Sorry..." She backed out of the room.

Scott was caught between growling and laughing as he called out. "Learn to knock!" He chuckled, sitting up once more. "If that was because of your sister there is going to be some serious pain," He sighed, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck before looking up at Kurt. "Good news is we didn't spill anything," He half smiled.

Kurt nodded a little, still blushing deeply. Well, now he just felt really awkward.

Scott frowned and reached out, gently rubbing circles on Kurt's back, trying to soothe out some of the tension he found there. "Am I that embarrassing?" He asked, smiling a little to show he was teasing.

Kurt shook his head, smiling a little and making himself relax again. "No, of course not."

"Good," Scott smirked. "I'd be worried otherwise," He teased, wondering if it was too soon to kiss Kurt again. He wanted to taste those lips but with Kitty butting in like that... His hand drifted down Kurt's back, rubbing gentle circles almost unconsciously as he shifted a tiny bit closer, questioningly.

Kurt stuck out his tongue, but his smile widened a little more. He leaned against him gently, the rubbing relaxing him more.

"If you start to purr, I'll use it as blackmail," Scott warned, turning a little so he could use both hands to carefully massage Kurt's back, working out kinks and knots of stress gently, using it as an excuse to get closer still. "You're being far to quiet, Wagner," He teased gently.

"Mm," Kurt mumbled, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against Scott's shoulder. "If you do, I'll tell Logan you said his sessions were too easy," he said, grinning just a little, using the fact he still didn't have to train yet to his advantage.

"You sneaky little..." Scott trailed off, shaking head and laughing softly before his eyes lit on something very interesting. Right next to him, right there in fact if he moved just right, was an expanse of neck, unguarded and unsuspecting. Moving slowly, so as not to upset Kurt, Scott pressed his lips to the skin and mouthed gentle, soft kisses on the warm flesh there.

A noise escaped his lips-- somewhat of a cross between a gasp and a groan-- and he tensed, muscles bunching and quivering a little as a shiver crawled down his spine.

Scott froze, feeling the tension come back at an almost snap, his lips hovering over Kurt’s neck. "Good or bad? Should I back off?" He wanted to know, wanted to be sure that he wasn't reminding Kurt of things best left buried.

Kurt sucked in a breath and let it out, making himself relax again. "It's... it's okay," he muttered, burying his face into his shoulder.

Scott's arms slid around Kurt and he pressed a gentle kiss to the tender skin just beneath his ear before sitting back a little, drawing Kurt into a gentle embrace. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with," He murmured calmly before smiling a little. "You're just kissable, what can I say," He teased gently.

Kurt shivered again, relaxing more at the small kiss. He glanced up at him and smiled softly, snuggling against him. He kissed him gently, pulling away just a little after a second. "So it's all my fault now, huh?"

"Oh totally," He half grinned, placing a kiss on the end of his nose. "I could list everything about you that's kissable but then I'd have to prove just how kissable you are," He said mock solemnly, nodding his head a little to emphasize the point before a smile began to creep up on him.

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "I'm not sure if I believe you," he said, a mischievous look coming into his eyes.

Scott's jaw dropped in mock shock as he looked down at the smaller boy. "Oh, is this a challenge I hear?" He asked teasingly, shifting a little as two fingers gently traced Kurt's jaw, lifting his chin slightly and leaning down till his lips were almost, almost brushing Kurt's. "Want me to prove it?" He asked in a whisper.

He smirked, half closing his eyes at the touch. "Mm, if you think you can," he said, running his good hand up Scott's arm.

Scott tried very hard to repress a light shiver at the touch but didn't quite succeed, sitting back quickly - careful to support Kurt. "Well, you know me," He said, trying very hard not to grin. "I'm never really confident of what I'm doing so maybe I'd be better not disappointing you," He teased.

Kurt blinked a couple times, his heart twisting a little thinking the worst. But he smiled lightly and shook his head. "You with no confidence? Mister I'm going to lead the X-Men to victory every time? Right."

Scott opened his mouth but no quick retort came to mind. "Damn it," He murmured. "You caught me." He sighed in mock agitation. "I guess I'm just going to have to prove it," He murmured, leaning forward as his smile faded to press his lips against Kurt's, a little more insistently than usual but still gentle, careful not to spook him.

Kurt smiled into the kiss and closed his eyes, relaxing once again into him. The smile fell away as he parted his lips and tentatively flicked out his tongue.

Scott made a noise between a sigh and a very soft groan, encouraging Kurt's tongue with his own, suckling it gently as his hand slid round Kurt, pressing against the small of his back to draw him closer, his other still lingered on Kurt's jaw before trailing down his neck lightly.

Kurt pressed against him, a light tingle starting forming where he touched and spreading out. A soft moan escaped him, getting swallowed in their mouths, and he shivered before deepening the kiss.

Scott smiled into the kiss, hands sliding down, easily lifting Kurt up and into his lap as he nipped playfully at Kurt's lower lip, taking a moment to simply breathe in Kurt's scent before diving in for another kiss. One hand stroked the taunt length of Kurt's thigh, the other was still pre-occupied with cupping Kurt's ass, mapping the pert little area with gentle squeezes.

Kurt shuddered and wiggled a little before settling against Scott again. He met him kiss for kiss, his tail quivering and snapping back and forth lazily.

Scott couldn't stifle a low groan as Kurt wriggled, having to break the kiss a moment as he went dizzy from blood rushing south before kissing Kurt again. He never thought he'd thank Logan for his rigorous training sessions but the muscle structure in his stomach allowed him to slowly, very slowly, lie back, his arms and hands carefully supporting Kurt.

Kurt parted from the kiss slowly and rested his forehead against Scott's, needing to get his breath back. He opened his eyes and stared at him. "Mmm, starting to believe it," he murmured softly.

Scott laughed breathlessly, his hands on Kurt's hips. "Wanna say that again without panting?" He asked, emphasizing his words by grinding his hips upwards at the same time as planting a kiss on the tip of Kurt's nose.

He groaned, instinct automatically pushing his hips down against Scott's. He shivered again and grinned just a little. "And you call me a tease?"

"Yeah, but you're better at it than I am." Scott smirked, one hand sliding down to tighten against Kurt's ass, pulling their hips closer together and causing him to groan somewhere deep in his chest as his other hand lightly explored the base of Kurt's tail. "Always did wonder about this," He murmured between kisses.

Kurt moaned then gasped softly, squirming a little. He shuddered and moved his head to bury it in Scott's neck. "It's... It's sensitive," he muttered, probably stating the obvious by now.

"Really?" Scott smiled, teasing slightly as he looked up at the other boy, very deliberately wrapping his hand round the base, squeezing slightly before stroking it with long, hard strokes. His free hand trailed up a little, tugging at the hem of Kurt's shirt questioningly

He whined softly, attempting to get back at him by nipping at his neck. His tail whipped back and forth before gently circling around Scott's arm in a small embrace.

Scott's smile had grown into a grin by the time Kurt nipped at his neck, the expression slid off and he almost forgot what he was supposed to be doing. His hand tightened around Kurt's tail a little as his other slid up the inside of Kurt's shirt, shoving the material up with it as he explored the lithe boy's torso, his hips grinding a steady, slow rhythm.

Kurt pushed down into him, muscles quivering lightly. He arched his body into the touches, another whine coming out and mixed with a soft groan.

"Mmm," Scott groaned softly, eyes closed to better hear the sounds that Kurt made, the feel of him pressed against him, smiling a little as he found a nipple and teased at it with his fingertips. "So soft," He breathed without meaning to as he let his fingers trail across Kurt's chest to locate the other neglected nipple. "Kurt, I..." He bit his lower lip, not wanting to wreck it.

Kurt shivered and gasped, the sensations dragging his mind far away from him. Hearing his name, though, he opened his eyes and pulled away just enough to see his face. "Was?" he murmured.

Scott shook his head slightly, looking up into those sparkling eyes. "Nothing," He murmured before leaning up, catching Nightcrawler's mouth with his own, his tongue setting the same slow rhythm as his hips and his free hand traveled downwards, almost hesitantly coming to rest on the waistband of Kurt's pants, two fingers hooking inside questioningly, his thumb caressing the button.

Kurt closed his eyes and eagerly kissed back, quickly getting lost again in the touches and forgetting much of anything else. He groaned lightly, pushing against his hand.

Scott smiled a little, slowly undoing the buttons, giving Kurt time to stop him, his free hand still ministering to Kurt's tail before he slipped inside of the warm, musty heat, finding a familiar hardness and rubbing the heel of his hand against it, pulling his head away to watch Kurt.

His breath hitched and he bit his own lower lip to choke back a cry, eyes fluttering open then closed again. He drew in ragged breaths, pushing his hips forward again.

"Don't -" Scott let go of Kurt's tail momentarily, the heel of his other hand never once faltering before he wrapped his hand round Kurt's hard length, to run a trembling thumb over his lower lip, pulling it gently from beneath his teeth. "- don't do that. The sounds you make are beautiful," He breathed, panting a little as he ground up for friction, the hand on Kurt's cock stroking firmly. "I want..." He breathed out, too busy trying to focus on the rhythm of his hands, the sounds Kurt was making, the growing ache in his groin to be aware of what he was saying.

Kurt groaned softly, flicking out his tongue to wet his dry lips. His hips bucked lightly and he shuddered, body tight and burning with need.

The hand that had been on Kurt's tail slowly untangled itself and moved lower, sliding under the now loose waist band to massage Kurt's ass insistently, his middle finger slipping between his cheeks, exploring the heated crevice even as his strokes on Kurt's cock became more demanding.

Kurt whimpered softly, mind flashing back momentarily. He forced his eyes open and looked down at Scott, eyes mixed with lust, fear and love.

"Okay?" Scott asked, surprised at the voice that came out of his mouth, deep and breathless, his movements slowing down a little, loosing some of the desperateness at the hint of fear in Kurt's eyes.

He pushed back his fear as best he could - he needed this, he's wanted this, and damn if he was going to let Creed ruin it for him - and leaned down, kissing the corner of his mouth before mumbling, "Don't you dare stop." He held back another shudder and kissed him, closing his eyes again.

"Is that a challenge?" Scott teased between kisses, his tongue dipping into Kurt's mouth at slow counterpoints to the movements of his hands. He closed his eyes behind his glasses as he ground up, the index finger of his left hand finding Kurt's entrance and circling it lightly as the thumb of his other hand swept over the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum over the hard flesh.

Kurt moaned into the kiss, tongue rubbing against Scott's. He tensed a little before making himself relax and pushed up against his left hand.

"Mmm," Scott broke the kiss as a burst of heat at Kurt's moan made his cock twitch in sympathy. "Lube?" He whispered, ducking his head a little to nibble at Kurt's neck, concentrating on the delicious curve between neck and shoulder.

Kurt swallowed with some difficulty and shook his head. "D-don't..." He shuddered, automatically tilting his head to the side. "Only l-lotion," he muttered.

"Where?" Scott breathed against his skin, his voice starting to sound desperate, his fingers digging into Kurt's ass, his index finger pressing against Kurt's hole - not enough to slip in - as he ground his hips up, the movements of his hand stilling for a moment.

"On the... the desk," he said, voice breaking for a gasp and moan. But he didn't make a move to get it or move away, not wanting to be the one to break contact.

"Kurt, we've... I've got to... Fuck..." Scott said, his mind too busy trying to cope with all the sensations running through him to concentrate on something as boring as words. He kissed Kurt hard, his tongue flicking ticklish patterns over the roof of Kurt's mouth before he pulled away, leaning their foreheads together. "Don't wanna hurt you," He breathed, eyes closed behind his visor as he tried to remember just what it was he was supposed to be doing.

Kurt shivered again, panting as he broke away. He opened his eyes just a little and stared down at him. He lifted his head, glancing over at his desk and for a moment wished he had Jean's powers so he could just float the bottle over. Reluctantly, he pushed away and stumbled off the bed. He walked over and quickly grabbed the soothing lotion Hank had given him to help around the stitches earlier before moving back to the bed.

Scott reached out, pulling Kurt back on top of him, kissing him deeply but gently. "Sure about this?" He asked, tapping the bottle even as the fingers of his other hand pulled Kurt tighter against him.

Kurt pressed against him and returned the kiss. He nodded shortly, not trusting his voice, and moved to press small kisses against his neck.

Scott groaned deeply at the kisses and all but snatched the bottle up, flicking the lid open. He poured some onto his trembling hand and sent a quick prayer out that he was doing this right before reaching down to Kurt's ass with his slick hand, the other returning to Kurt's cock. "Maybe you should take your jeans off?" He asked breathlessly, managing a shaky smile even as his fingers found Kurt's tight little hole once more, smearing the slick lotion around it.

Kurt shuddered and moaned softly against Scott's neck, breath rushing over his little hairs. He nodded again and pushed up just a little, wiggling out of his pants and boxers. He tugged off his rumpled shirt too and laid back down on him, though suddenly feeling nervous again.

Scott looked up at him with the shaky smile still in place as he wriggled out of his own shirt, Kurt's frame preventing him from removing his jeans at the moment. He ran a hand down Kurt's chest appreciatively.

"Not bad, Kurt... Not bad," He teased softly, though truthfully there wasn't a spare inch of fat on the boy. On his boy. His hand ran down Kurt's torso and further still until he wrapped his hand around Kurt's hard cock once more, stroking it as his slick hand teased at the blue German's entrance. "Still sure?" He breathed, praying that Kurt was.

Kurt blushed a little and groaned softly as the touches resumed. He gazed at Scott-- eyes now clouded again-- and muttered, "Ja, Gott verdammt. Oder ich werde Ihre Bälle ab zerreißen."

"Well, I caught the 'ja' part," He breathed, meeting Kurt in an open mouthed kiss as one of fingers slipped slowly into Kurt's tight heat. Some tiny rational part of his mind was surprised at just how tight Kurt was but the rest of him was too busy gently exploring the little passage, hips grinding up unconsciously as his free hand squeezed at Kurt's cock.

Kurt swallowed back something between a moan and hiss, his eyes fluttering closed again. He returned the kiss easily as he shifted his hips a little.

Scott groaned into the kiss, nibbling Kurt's lower lip, as his lovers hips shifted. Scott cautiously added a second finger, gently scissoring them together in Kurt's heat, slowly stretching him, fingers crooking as he searched for something that Evan had told him about a few hundred times. "Good?" He murmured between kisses, his hand leaving Kurt's cock to unbutton his own jeans.

His eyebrows furrowed a little as a streak of pain ran up his spine. Kurt let out a breath, trying to relax his muscles more. "I-I think s-- ahh!" He arched up against his hand, muscles quivering and weakening as intense pleasure suddenly overrode any pain.

Scott smiled as realization struck as his fingers brushed over a little nub of nerves deep inside Kurt, fascinated and entranced by the reaction it got him. He began sliding his fingers in and out of Kurt, mimicking what he wanted to do with other parts of him, careful to hit that nub on each inward stroke.

Kurt gasped and moaned, getting completely lost in the sensations. He started moving his hips in rhythm with Scott's fingers as his tail gripped around his arm tightly.

Scott groaned deeply as Kurt moved against him, slowly withdrawing his fingers. Breathing fast and hard as both of his hands went to Kurt's hips, lifting him and just holding him there a moment, looking up into Kurt's lust filled face. He didn't want to say it but he knew he'd feel awful after if he didn't, as much as he just wanted to fuck the living daylights out of Kurt.

"Sure? Last chance before I fuck you to heaven and hell," He all but growled.

He whined at the loss of contact and friction, staring down at him with glowing eyes as his chest rose and fell quickly. He wiggled in his grasp and nodded quickly, not caring about the others choice of words.

Scott's grip tightened on Kurt's hips as he tried to control himself, releasing him with one hand to guide his cock to his entrance, slowly, carefully pushing inside. His moaned loudly, biting his lower lip as Kurt's tightness surrounded him. He trembled as he tried to keep himself from just ramming straight into Kurt's body.

Kurt whimpered softly, face contorted in pain. He shuddered and pushed down on him. He started to have second thoughts as the pressure and pain in his rectum and shooting up his spine mounted to unbearable. He grit his teeth and finally let out a held breath when he was filled completely. His whole body tingled a little at the feeling and after a minute he shifted his hips experimentally, drawing out a gasp from himself when Scott's cock brushed against that spot again.

Scott bit back a groan as Kurt shifted, closing his eyes and biting his lip but unable to stop his hips from snapping up into the tight heat that shifted around him, Kurt's hole shuddering around his cock before he gained self control once more. His hands had come to rest on Kurt's hips and one let go to stroke Kurt's cock as he gave the blue German time to become a little more accustomed to him.

His tail whipped back and forth before deciding to curl around one of Scott's thighs. He moaned softly and lifted his hips a little then back down as his body started to ache for friction.

Scott moaned, his hand leaving Kurt's cock to grip his hip once more, guiding his movements a little faster, Scott's own hips grinding up to meet him. "Yes," he hissed, half a moan before closing his eyes, his hips picking up momentum as his fingers tightened. In his minds eye blue started to leak into blonde and Sandra’s face flashed across his mind. The muscles in his thighs tensed as his hips snapped faster, driving his cock deeper into Kurt’s body.

Kurt's body shuddered harshly from the pleasure, not registering the new forming bruises from his fingers. He uttered sounds, ranging from moans and gasps to babbled German to words more familiar to Scott.

Scott's thrusts got harder as Sandra continued to feature in his mind until he was pounding into Kurt's willing body without a care. Sandra’s breasts and hips slowly changing in his mind until they were more peared and pale and red hair rather than blonde and--

"Fuck, oh fuck," Scott breathed between clenched teeth as pleasure tingled through his frame.

Kurt gasped-- though it caught in his throat-- at the new force and he fought to meet it, his hand gripping at the bed sheets as he leaned down a little. He hissed softly as his cock received friction from rubbing between their bodies. He moaned and shuddered again at another thrust, feeling himself nearing his limit.

Scott's eyes snapped open at the feel of Kurt rubbing against him, shattering his illusion before they closed once more, feeling a coil start to tighten in the pit of his belly as Kurt shifted. He leaned up slightly, his hips never once breaking rhythm as he caught Kurt's lips in a panting open mouthed kiss, whining a little as his release started to build up, holding back as he waited for the other.

Kurt kissed back eagerly, nipping at Scott's bottom lip every now and then. He groaned loudly and messily parted from the kiss to sit back up completely. His tail tightened around his thigh and he curled his toes, his pleasure burning unbearable in the pit of his stomach. "Scott... I-I can't... I... need..." he tried, words slipping from his mind.

"What do you need?" Scott grunted as he slammed into Kurt, looking up at his lover as he helped the movements of Kurt's hips with strong hands, caught between slowing them down to control the onrush of orgasm or speeding up towards nirvana. "Kurt," He whined desperately, muscles straining as he tried to control himself, tried not to watch where his cock disappeared into Kurt's body. "Tell me."

Kurt whined softly, shuddering and squirming a little. "More," he managed to whisper between pants and grunts from the thrusts.

Scott nodded, unable to form the right words, his right hand shakily closing over Kurt's cock, stroking it lovingly as his left moved back to the base of Kurt's tail, raking blunt nails over the sensitive area, leaving things like balance and timing up to Kurt as he ground upwards, hard and fast, mindlessly driving himself deep into the other boy, almost able to feel himself striking that sensitive nub of nerves.

He gasped sharply and arched his back as he shifted his legs for more balance. He suddenly cried out, body stiffening and shuddering as his orgasm came, pleasure engulfing and wracking his body almost violently.

Scott yelled as Kurt's inner muscles tightened around him suddenly, rhythmically squeezing him. His hips lost their rhythm and only two hard thrusts later Scott followed Kurt into white hot pleasure, moaning wordlessly as his seed filled the other boy, eyes clenched shut as his hips jerked in the last few spasms.

Kurt shivered, feeling the warmth fill him up. He panted heavily and collapsed onto Scott in a boneless heap, mind momentarily blank.

Scott grunted as the air was forced from him when Kurt collapsed forward, looking down to see Kurt's face peaceful if not exhausted. A silly grin started to tug at the corners of Cyclops' lips. "Hey," He whispered, swallowing thickly as he tried to catch his breath, raising a shaky hand to stroke Kurt's hair. "Still with me?"

Kurt opened a lazy, but glowing, eye. He managed a small nod and smiled lazily-- looking like that cat who just drank the cream. "That was... amazing. Not like... like--" a quick flash a pain flashed through his eyes, almost too quick to notice-- "anything I expected," he mumbled.

Using what little strength he had left Scott raised his head, managing to press a kiss to Kurt's forehead before falling back against the pillow. "I told you that you were kissable." He smirked lazily, yawning so wide his jaw popped. "We should get cleaned up," He said without making a single move to do so.

"Mmm," was all the reply he got as Kurt shifted slowly, moving to lie next to him instead but cuddled up closely. He closed his eyes, tired and satisfied and not ready to move for a good while yet.

Scott chuckled softly, shifting slightly to spoon up against Kurt, wrapping his arms around his lover and pulling him tighter to him. "In a while," He whispered sleepily, pressing a last kiss to Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt smiled as his tail moved to curl around Scott's waist and dragging him even closer somehow. With warmth surrounding him now, he started to drift off into sleep.