The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

THE HEART IS A LONELY HUNTER CHAPTER FOURTEEN (NC-17)
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, Kristen and Lucas were miffed that I haven't mentioned them in a while, so here they are... lol. InterNutter, TC and Maxwell Pink are wonderful, fantastic and groovy. So there. :) Readers/Reviewers: Gah! Challenges everywhere! LOL...The Killer Kitties (tm) are lurking-they're a little afraid their mistress might smitem oem or something... But on the bright side, the platypi population seems to be in hiding... Mille grazie for reviewing and reading, y'all!


Kurt was not quite sure what to think. His brain had reverted to primitive impulses thirty seconds prior and the most articulate sound he could make was "Huh." _Okay, mental rewind...Kitty, normal. Want to go to lunch and a e? e? Sure...She goes to change, I meet her down here and she's that girl from *She's Outta Control. * Kit Kitty shifted nervously under his stare, but he did not see that. All he could see was Kitty, in the stuff of some of his more embarrassing fantasies, with far too much skin exposed for the coldest day Bayville had seen in ten years. "Katzchen," he finally managed after sputtering for a moment. "What are you wearing?"
Kitty smiled brightly, feeling naked in front of the small crowd gathered in the foyer. "Like, clothes, silly! Come on... I want to make the one o'clock show..." She started forward quickly, nearly pitching forward on the rather clunky boots Tabby had chosen for her to wear with that outfit. "Whoa!"
Kurt lunged forward and steadied her, glaring at the tittering Jubilee. "Liebes, go change! I'm not going out in public with you like that!"
"Uh oh," Jean murmured. Amara nodded in agreement but smiled, obviously enjoying the burgeoning show.
Kitty stiffe "O "Oh? And just what is wrong with the way I'm dressed? Don't you think I look nice?"
Kurt sighed. "Ja, _too _ nice...Schatz, every guy in viewing distance will be staring at you!"
"Um, Kitty...pull your skirt down in back," Rogue said, emerging from the rec room with Todd and Lance in tow. "Your undies are showing."
As if on command, Scott, Todd, Remy and Lance all leaned to see if Kitty was indeed flashing the world her knickers. "Hey!" Kurt cried, grabbing Kitty and pulling her to him, her back against his front to hide any revealed underthings. "What the Hell do you think you're doing?" he snapped at his friends.
"Er...sorry..." Todd flushed brightly and averted his gazut Lut Lance looked unashamed. Scott merely flushed and tried to look as if he had been examining his shoe.
"Katzchen," Kurt said quietly, firmly, "go put on something else..."
"Kurt," she said, forcing calmness into her voice, "If you think I look that bad, just say so...I'll go put on my jeans and we can stay here and watch a tape."
Remy shook his head. "Can't win dis one, homme," he murmured.
Kitty pretended not to hear him but relaxed in Kurt's grasp as he said, "Fine. Get a coat. I'll meet you at the Jeep." Kurt let her go and turned, striding out of the foyer and through the rec room, the kitchen door slamming telling them all his mood was far from good.
Kitty sighed. "Well, here goes nothing..." Smoothing her skirt down and sidling past Todd and Scott, careful not to turn her back on them, she followed Kurt out to the garage after a stop by the hall closet for her long coat.
There was a moment of tense silence, then Jubilee broke it by bursting into whoops of laughter. "That is the best thing I've seen since Logan fell off the ladder and into Storm's roses!"
Jean scowled. 'You boys get your money's worth of the show?"
"Jean, someone says a girl has her underwear showing, you look," Rogue said in the defense of the males. "Hell, I looked and you're not snapping at me..."
"You're not a guy!"
"SO that makes it okay? If a girl ogles a girl, that's fine, but if a guy ogles a girl, that's bad?" Rogue tapped her foot in agitation.
Scott, Remy, Todd and Lance exchanged looks as Jean fumed. "Well, yeah..." Lance finally said.
"Lance Alvers, if you think you're going to get laid tonight, think again," Amara snapped, brushing past him and heading towards the elevators, going, no doubt, to the danger room to beat the Hell out of something.
Jean glared at Scott. "You know, I was going to apologize for earlier, but now..." She stepped closer, close enough to poke him in the chest with her finger. "Now, you'd better use some of that crap you told Kurt or I may have a headache for a long time..."
Jubilee watched her friend's retreat with some measure of amusement. "Looks like me and Rogue are the only chicks who haven't gone loco." Springing at Remy with alacrity, she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and said, "C'mon...let's go be normal..."
"Sorry, mes amis," Remy called over his shoulder as he trundled Jubilee, still clinging to him like a limpet, up the stairs. "A genl'man not gonna turn down a lady, eh?"
"Hey, who you calling a lady?" Jubilee giggled, making Rogue gag as they gained the top of the stairs.
"I think they need cold showers on a regular basis," the Goth girl said in a sigh, shaking her head. "All that sex can't be good for 'em."
"You're kidding, right?" Todd asked. "She has to be kidding," he said, letting Lance pull him by the arm towards the door.
"See you two later," the lanky teenager said to Scott. "Todd's gotta...er...help me with something. Right, Todd?"
"This is the first I've heard of it."
"Just nod and smile and I'll let you sit in front of the heat vent in the car."
"Yes, I've got to go help Lance with...something...what is it exactly?"
Rogue waved her fingers at Todd's retreating form. "Scott?"
"Yeah?" He sounded tired and his face was a battle between annoyance and amusement.
"I don't knoout out you, but given the weird things that happen around here, I think this looks like one of those months where we're better off locking ourselves in the basement until it's over..."
"Rogue, for once, you and I are in total agreement."
"You get the snacks, I'll get the Monopoly board."

Kurt could not keep his eyes of Kitty's exposed legs as they pulled down the drive. "You're going to freeze."
"Not if we don't sit outside..." She protested, but tried to tug her coat over her legs anyway. "Where do you want to go to lunch? We've got, , lo, loads of time..." It was just coming up on eleven o'clock and there were not many restaurants in Bayville outside of the food court at the mall, so their choices were limited and most likely empty at that time of day. In truth, she was rather pleased with how she looked just then; Tabby, in a fit of kindness Kitty had never seen before, had chosen clothes that flattered her fuller figure. Kitty had been slightly annoyed when Tabby steered her away from the juniors department but all in all, she reflected, the effect was quite nice. _For a call girl... _
"We have to go from the car to the building..." Kurt offered lamely, still uncomfortable with this new look she was trying.
"Well, I'll just have to hurry then." Kitty smiled in what she hoped was a seductive manner only to make the most unattractive "gerk!" noise when Kurt slammed on the brakes, making her jerk against the seatbelt. "What the heck was that for?"
Kurt tapped his fingers on the steering wheel in agitation. They were adjacent to the park entrance Rogue so often ignored in favor of sneaking in through the woods, and Kurt had felt the sudden urge to stop, to have a good talking-to with Kitty. Instead, what came out of his mouth was "Is this because of Amanda?"
Kitty flushed a deep red. In careful, tight tones, she asked, "What makes you say that?"
"Kitty, last night you were still you...now you're dressing like...like _that _ and being all...flirty!" He waved his hand at her in frustrated demonstration and made a noise akin to "gah!"
She straightened as well as she could and still keep herself covered and bit out, "Just because I want to dress sexy does not mean it's for any reason other than I just wanted to! Do you have a problem with me being attractive now?"
"Kitty, you went from zero to sixty overnight...what the Hell is goin? n? I didn't even know you owned things like this!"
Kitty took a calming breath and decided to try another tactic. "What's the matter?" she said softly, unbuckling as she did so. "Don't you like it?" Kurt jolte sur surprise as she leaned across the short distance separating them and blew in his ear.
"Katzchen!"
"What?" she purred. "Not like we haven't done it before..." She blew again in his ear and reached across to rake her nails lightly down his throat to his chest.
"Kitty..." Kurt tried to find some reason to stop but could not. "Wait just a minute, okay?" She pouted but nodded, scooting back over to her seat and pulling her coat tightly around her.
Kurt took a shaking breath and shifted the car back into gear, pulling through the open gates of the park and going to the very last, most lonely parking spot, under an overhanging oak that threw shimmering shadows inside the car. They turned and just stared at each other for the longest time, Kitty fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, barely three inches below her hips, and Kurt trying his best not to give into baser instincts and have his way with her without preamble. "Katzchen," he finally said, pausing to consider how he meant to continue, but getting no chance. As soon as he had spoken, Kitty was across the car and half in his lap, kissing him frantically as he first grabbed aimlessly, then settled his hands on her lower back, pulling her to him and away from the horn that she hit twice in her squirming efforts to get closer. "Liebes..."
"Less talk, more kissing," she said between kisses on Kurt's lips and chin. Kurt broke, giving up trying to find a reason for Kitty's sudden lack of inhibition. He kissed her back with enthusiasm, parting her lips with the tip of his tongue, sampling her lower lip as Kitty's hands searched for his holo. He grunted a negative, moving his wrist out of her grasp. Kitty pulled back slightly and frowned, then shrugged as if realizing where they were. Two teenagers making out in public was one thing, but a teenager and a blue, fuzzy, demonic appearing mutant? Not so much... Kurt's hands met with an expanse of bare thigh as Kitty shifted again, rubbing against his groin in a manner that would have been arousing had he not been already painfully hard. With a soft groan, he tightened his fingers against her flesh even as his tail felt for the release mechanism to move the seat back. Kitty giggled when they jolted back a good six inches, making her jerk against Kurt, pressing her breasts almost in his face. Never one to miss an opportunity, Kurt closed his mouth over her cloth-clad breast, seeking and finding her nipple with his teeth and tongue. He could feel the nub grow firm as he suckled there, Kitty gasping softly and throwing her head back in pleasure. Kurt moved his hands to her hips, lifting her enough so that she could straddle him, her center pressing against his erection as they instinctively ground against each other, seeking what enjoyment the other had to offer. Kitty ducked her head to kiss him again, before he could move to her other breast and exact the same sweet torture he had on the first. Laving his tongue with her own, Kitty reached between them and worked his jeans open, breathing in his gasp of surprise.
_Gott im Himmel...I thought this was just going to be making out...not that I mind...what is she doing? Oh... _ Kurt lost his train of thought as Kitty, with no small amount of difficulty, pushed aside her interfering underwear enough to expose what needed to be exposed and slowly sank onto his stiff length. Kurt broke away from her deepening kiss and groaned, pressing his mouth to her neck and nipping her with his fangs. Kitty hissed her response, a wordless encouragement for more, and Kurt complied, kneading her hips and buttocks with eager fingers as he nibbled her beck and ears, Kitty rocking her hips into a desperate rhythm. They were no words between them as gasps and grunts replaced language. Kurt felt the inevitable end upon him and reached between them, pressing one finger against her pleasure center to bring her closer to her own completion. Kitty moaned and arched against him, gasping his name as she shuddered in release. Kurt's head swam as the tightness in his groin and chest resolved into a heated rush of ecstasy. He felt Kitty's nails dig into his shoulders as he held her to his throbbing member, stopping her motion but not willing to part with her warmth and silken folds.
Kitty became a boneless mass against his chest as he shrank from her, his hands absentmindedly patting her hair. "Love you, Fuzzy," she murmured, not willing to move yet.
"Me, too..." _I have no idea what the Hell came over her, but I'm not sure I mind... _

1 Movie from the 80's where the prim and proper daughter...well, the title says it all.