Inner Conflicts

Inner Conflicts -- Part 18 Inner Conflicts Part 18 The feeling was not going away. Kurt watched Lance from the corner of his eye, feeling the wind whip through his hair as the Jeep sped along the roads. Lance looked so calm and at ease that it made him feel angry. His whole body felt tingly, and something deep inside him ached for. . . for. . . for something, dammit, he didn't know!! "Ice-cream?" asked Lance, giving Kurt a quick glance before looking back at the road. "Sure," responded Kurt, his voice slightly strained, trying to get himself under contro"Oka"Okay," said Lance, turning to his left at the stop light. Kurt cursed Lance for doing this to him.  Then he felt guilty cause Lance probably didn't realize how he was affecting him.  Here he was, feeling hot, his pants kind of t, un, uncomfortable, and Lance looked like he didn't have a care in the world. To put it in American terms, this was seriously fucked up. Lance turned into a little plaza and parked in front of a little ice-cream shop. Kurt slowly got out of the jeep, checking to see if his untucked shirt covered the bulge that was growing.  So far, things seemed okay.  He only hoped that it would go away real soon. Maybe if he "accidentally" dropped ice-cream in his lap. . . X Lance watched as Kurt took a seat.   He smiled to himself, observing how Kurt kept his legs pressed tightly together, and how he kept tugging at his collar. He ordered two banana splits and thanked the cashier when they were given to him.  Being careful not to be spotted, Lance went over to the napkin dispenser and dumped the contents of his last package into Kurt's desert.  He then grabbed a wad of napkins and headed over to their table. He sat down the bowl in front of Kurt, a friendly smile on his face.  His eyes, on the other hand, held a calculated look in them as he observed Kurt's reaction. X Kurt stared at the seemingly harmless banana split.  Strawberries swam in the red syrup as the whip cream topped each scoop.  The chocolate and carmel syrup intermingled with the strawberry at the bottom where all of them were collected. One tip of the sliced banana jutted out from underneath all the ice-cream, sof thf the vanilla slowly melting and dripping down the sides. He swallowed hard as he slowly began to eat the dessert. Strawberries and whip cream. Some woman's boobs bouncing on the tv screen. Some guy's enlarged penis thrusting into a tight hole. Hot moisture engulfing his own erection. Kurt stifled a moan as he tried to forget that day.  He looked around, hoping that something could distract him from this train of thoughts. He made the mistake of looking at Lance. Lance had his eyes closed in delight as he slowly pulled the spoon out of his mouth.  He then ran the spoon downward against his tongue, flipping it over when he got to the tip, and putting it back in with a soft moan. Kurt looked back down at his banana split, wide eyed.  A tiny trickle of sweat went down the side of his face. "Is something wrong?" he heard Lance ask. "N-no, nothing," Kurt responded, voice cracking,  He forced himself to continue eating. X Lance dipped his fingers into the strawberry syrup to pick out one of the strawberries.  He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the syrup off of them after slowly chewing the fruit. He mentally smiled. Kurt looked like he was ready to explode.   He was trembling and his eyes were now staring at the table. He chuckled to himself. Kurt was unknowingly fighting a losing battle. X Scott checked his watch.  "He's five minutes late," he said, looking aro try trying to spot Kurt. "Maybe he just lost track of time," suggested Jean, concern evident in her voice. "Ah saw Jubilee and Sam just not too long ago," said Rogue. "Maybe they saw them." "Like, I'll go with you to ask them," said Kitty.  Her confidence was now starting to feel shaky, and she didn't like it one bit. X Kurt tried to get a hold of himself.  They were in front of the Brotherhood of Mutant's mansion, Lance having invited him over to watch a movie. As he talked, his hands waved about, almost touching him.  He shuddered each time. Lance pulled the jeep up into the driveway.  He turned off the ignition.  Then he rested his hand against Kurt's seat.  "So," he said.  "Any idea of what we should see?" "I, uh. . . m-maybe. . ." stammered Kurt, earning a frown from Lance. "Kurt, are you feeling okay?" Lance asked, his hand moving to the side of Kurt's face, while leaning forward to look Kurt in the eye. Kurt felt another shudder go through his body.  Lance's concerned face was only inches away from his own.  "I..." he tried to speak, but words failed him.  What would he do if I kissed him? But why would you want to kiss him? he mentally argued with himself. I. . . I just need to be touched. I just want this feeling to go away! Can you handle it with just one kiss? Lance caught him by the chin and lifted his face upward.  "Kurt?" he asked again, softly. "L-lance?" Kurt whispered, licking his lips in nervousness. Lance smiled gently as he brushed his lips against Kurt's.   Kurt moaned as he felt the fire inside him burn greater, and in his desperation to quell it, he began to kiss back as his hands clutched at Lance's shirt. X Lance mentally gave himself a victory shout as he felt Kurt respond.  He deepened the kiss as he leaned up against Kurt, pushing the smaller mutant against the door of the jeep.  His hands slipped under Kurt's shirt, feeling the soft fur underneath. He broke the kiss and then attacked Kurt's neck, rubbing his face in the fuzz and then nipping at the delicate skin. He heard Kurt let out a gasp as his body jerked, hands moving to circle around the back of his neck, pulling him closer so that their chests rested against each other. Lance held himself in check, doing his best not to touch Kurt below the waist. He watched with growing delight as Kurt spread his legs and thrust his hips upwards, trying to come in contact with anything. But Lance kept his own hips too far up above Kurt to reach him, but still at a tantalizing distance. Kurt let out a small pain filled whimper. Lance ran one hand down Kurt's back, touching that one sensitive spot he found. Kurt gasped and held him tighter. "My room," Lance whispered, sensing his victory and at the same time his weakening resolve. Kurt nodded , and with a BAMF, ported. X Scott spotted Todd before the small mutant spotted him. "Hey!" Scott shouted, grabbing Todd by the shirt. "What is your problem, yo?" Todd asked, growling. "Where's Lance?" "How the hell should I know?  I didn't come with him. Now let go!I gotta catch a bus if I wanna get home, unless you're offering to drive me there, yo." Scott let him go with a growl. Todd scowled and then hopped away. X The first thing Kurt felt when he ported into Lance's room was the bed underneath him.  The second thing he felt was Lance's body pressing into his, especially against the growing pressure in his pants.  Kurt let out a small cry as he thrust upwards, needing the friction to relieve the ache. He shuddered as he felt Lance thrust back, grinding his crotch roughly against his. Kurt groaned. "Gods, Kurt," he heard Lance gasp out.  "You don't know what you're doing to me.  What do you want? What do you need?" He uttered the last phrase with a growl, and emphasized "need" with an aggressive th. ". "I need this to go away," cried Kurt, spreading his legs further apart, relishing the intimate contact. "Kurt, any further and I won't stop myself," Lance growled again, biting at Kurt's neck and shoulder. "Just make the pain go away!" Kurt gasped.  He was barely aware when desperate hands began tugging at his shirt.  He found his own hands doing the same to Lance's shirt, yanking off the vest that he usuaworewore. He was barely aware when Lance switched off the hologram, exposing he true self to him. Within minutes, his shirt was gone, and Lance towered over him, shirtless as well. "You asked for it, Kurt," Lance whispered.  "I'll give it to you." What the hell did I just ask for?! Kurt threw back his head as Lance began to kiss his throat, moving down to his chest and stomach, taking the time to lick at his belly button. The fire that urged him to beg Lance to do something continued to run through him, this time giving him pleasure instead of pain. Fingers tugged at his pants, and his hands moved down to hold Lance's shoulders. He lifted his hips upward when Lance pressed his face against his crotch, and then his pants were yanked down along with his boxers. His body shivered from the sudden exposure. Kurt watched in dazed eyes as Lance began to unbuckle his own jeans. "This is going to be great," Lance whispered hoarsely. X Scott suddenly stood straight. "What is it?" Jean asked. "I don't know. I just. . . I don't know. fe. felt like something bad was going to happen." Despite her worry, Jean grinned.  "Hey, I thought I was the one with psychic powers." Scott frowned at her.  "That wasn't very funny." Jean offered a sympathetic smile.  "I know.  But I'm sure he's fine.  Just. . . distracted." I hope. X Lance was glad that he thought of snatching some lube earlier that day. He read as much as he could find about properly fucking a guy up the ass, and hoped he did it right this time.  He had hurt Kurettretty bad the first time.  This time, he wanted Kurt to beg him for more. He licked Kurt's shaft as a distraction as he began to slide a lubricated finger into Kurt. Kurt let out a gasp, and he felt him tightening up at the intrusion. "Relax," Lance whispered, his voice ragged.  "Trust me, Kurt. . . if you relax, this won't hurt as much.  It'll be good." Kurt's muscles loosened slightly, and Lance continued pressing inward as he began to take the tip of Kurt's cock into his mouth. His eyes looked upward and spotted Kurt staring down at him, his upper body propped up from his elbows. He almost stopped, but continued, knowing that he was too far into the game to give in to any pleas Kurt might give now. Kurt was looking down in horror, but that soon gave away to pained pleasure as Lance began to bob his head up and down. He was able to wrench out another cry from Kurt, and the blue mutant threw his head back and dropped the rest of the way into the bed, tail lashing about underneath him. Lance continued to stretch him, his own cock aching in anticipation. X Tabitha whirled around when she heard a familiar voice asking about Lance and Kurt. She spotted the X-geeks standing nearby, shaking their heads at Rogue. So they know about them.  Hmm. . . What has them all worked up?  It's not like Lance is going to kill him and dhis his body somewhere. . . or would he? Tabitha looked around. This place was getting boring anyway.   It was time to head home. X Lance hissed as he slowly pushed himself into Kurt. God, it was more incredible than he remembered! So tight, and so hot! Kurt tensed as he sucked in air. Lance rested his hand against Kurt's abdomen, while the other wrapped around his chest.  Lance gently sucked at Kurt's neck. Sherehere he had read that starting this sideways was a bit easier, and perfect for a slow fuck. Of course, it wasn't going to be slow for long. This was just to get Kurt ready. Kurt whimpered, his body trembling. Lance lowered his hand to cup Kurt's shrinking erection, pumping slowly at it, getting it back up. Kurt's tail loosened it's death hold on his waist and twitched. Lance pulled himself out of Kurt, and pushed him onto his stomach. This was so good. X What have I done?  Why am I letting this happen to me? But didn't you ask for him to do anything? Kurt bit back tears of humiliation as he felt himself being turned onto his stomach. Lance rested against his back, kissing the tips of his ears. "I love you," he heard Lance whisper. And now he probably thinks I love him.  I'm an idiot. Kurt felt hands tug at his waist, pulling him up on his knees.   He remained in his elbows, face pressed against the covers of the bed to hide his tears.  He let out another gasp as Lance began to run his hand up his tail, then began to lick it from underneath, starting at the base and making his way to the tip. Kurt felt Lance push into him at the same time that Lance took the tip of his tail into his mouth. Kurt groaned and felt his body push back to meet Lance's hips. Why can't I tell him to stop? X Todd opened the front door and looked around. Strange. Lance's jeep was in the front.  Why wasn't Lance hanging around? Todd shook his head as he made his way up the stairs. He laughed  to himself as he remembered spotting Tabby arriving too late at the bus stop.  Good thing she'd only have to wait half an hour for the next one. A low groan caught his attention, scaring the shit out of him. It was followed by another muffled sound and heavy breathing. Todd slowly reached the top, heart pounding against his chest. Was that coming from Lance's room? Todd crawled along the wall, making his way to the room. He could see that the door was slightly open. . . by about an inch. The sounds sounded suspiciously familiar, but he wasn't sure. Todd reached the door and peered in. His eyes grew wide as his heart stopped and his jaw dropped. The fuzzy freak had his ass in the air, tail wrapped around Lance who was grunting softly as he pumped himself into Kurt. Oh. . . my. . . gawd. . . tbc