Behaving Badly

Kitty Pryde and Jubilation Lee sat together in the kitchen of Xavier's mansion. It was nearly two in the morning and everyone else was asleep. The pair didn't usually hang out together, but tonight they'd started talking a little, and managed to bond over a couple of pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream. Their conversation, eventually, turned to Logan.


"So, does he ever scare you?" Jubilee asked, licking her spoon. "I mean, *really* scare you." Kitty paused, her own spoon halfway to her mouth and looked pensive.


"Nope. Not really." She said. "I mean, sure he's pretty frightening in Berzerker rage and all, but he lays it out there for everyone to see. 'Hey, I'm a big scary Canadian with monster claws and a short fuse.' Not like its surprising or anything when he loses it." She shruggd. "Anyway, he and I sort of bonded when he was having problems once, so I guess that I always felt I had his strength working for me instead of against. I guess that protectiveness imprinted on me like a baby duck or something."


"I guess I understand that." Jubilee said. "Baby duck, good analogy."


"So what about you?" Kitty asked. "Did he ever scare you?" The other girl shook her head


"I was a little nervous, but like you said, he doesn't hide his anger or violence, so I'm always ready for it." Then she tilted her head a little and regarded Kitty across the table. "Was there ever anyone here who did scare you?"


"You mean *really* scare me?" She asked with a grin. When Jubilee nodded she bit her lip for a moment before answering. "Yes." She said, and abruptly returned her gaze to her ice cream.


"Do tell."


"Iafraafraid you won't believe me." She said. Her eyebrows knit together and she didn't look up from her bowl. "It's just not who you'd think." She thought back a few years and her features darkened from the memory.


**


Katherine Pryde was getting over the worst cold she'd ever had when she stumbled into an unexpected situation, literally. The effects of the nasty virus affected her system in an unexpected way. When she sneezed, her molecules would lose corporeal form and she would be propelled backwards in a phased state, often ending up in unexpected areas. She was on some heavy cold medicine that sapped most of her spare energy and she found that she couldn't phase at will very well, or for very long. Since she couldn't always feel the sneezes coming, she was forbidden to go near any of the computers or sensitive equipment for fear of accidently destroying them. She was being driven mad with boredom and had gone to the library to look for something to read. She'd been reaching up to a shelf when a very large sneeze erupted from her. The force of the air leaving her lungs sent her down through the floor and into darkness. .


Kitty tried to steady herself and bring her molecules together carefully until she could feel her surroundings without solidifying within anything but air. She curled into a ball and when she was certain that she wasn't touching anything, returned to her normal state and landed quietly on a pile of shirts. She shook her head to clear it and looked around her. She was in a laundry basket in a closet. She couldn't tell whose closet she was in due to the darkness, but she could hear music in the bedroom, and by the smell, she guessed it belonged to a man. The closet doors were slatted and she could see a little light coming in through them. She placed her hand on the door to push it outward when she heard and unfamr sor sound. At first, Kitty thought she'd been mistaken. With the music playing it was tough to be certain. Out of curiosity she peeked therough one of the slats at the bedroom before her. The magazines and posters on the wall proclaimed it to be Bobby Drake's. She spotted him sitting on his bed, facing her. He had a magazine in front of him, but he didn't appear to be reading it since it was tilted sideways.


Bobby wasn't wearing a shirt, and his jeans were open. His erection jutted out of them and stood at throbbing attention. Kitty had never seen a man naked before. Her parents had been modest around her and she'd had no experience with men other than swimming in the pool where the Professor made certain that everyone was adequately covered. She watched, fascinated as Bobby spit into his palm before running it down his swollen length. He let out a low groan, and Kitty realized that it was the sound she'd heard earlier. Her heart pounded in her chest and she licked her lips. She shouldn't be here. She should just concentrate really hard and phase through the floor. But she didn't. With rapt attention, she watched the motion of his hands. The organ itself was bigger than she'd guessed. She knew from health class, that they increased in size when aroused, but it was a little startling to see one up close.


Bobby moved his hand from base to tip, then circled the engorged head. He started to stroke himself a little faster and bit his own lip to try to keep from making any noise. His face flushed and he started to pant. Kitty couldn't tear her eyes away from his hand and the motions it was making. After what felt like days, she saw his face contort as if in pain and he let out a loud grunt before she saw fluid start to spurt out the end of his penis. He continued to rub himself for a little while longer before grabbing his dirty t-shirt from the floor and wiping himself off. That's when it happened again.


Kitty felt a sudden tickle in her nose and turned away to try and phase through the back wall of the closet, but she wasn't fast enough and ended up sneezing herself through the door and onto the floor of his bedroom. When her watery eyes cleared Kitty found herself on her back, looking up into Bobby's face as he stood over her with a thunderous expression. She opened her mouth to say something but he reached down and grabbed her roughly by the shoulders. She let out a squeak when he pushed her up against the wall.


"Why the fuck are you spying on me, Pryde?" He snarled into her face. She was so shocked that she couldn't answer him at first.


"I-I wasn't trying to-" He cut her off.


"You want to tell me you just happened to be in my closet?" His voice shook with fury. Before she thought about it, words came tumbling out.


"I d-didn't mean to look." She said, her lips trembled with fear. "I just-"

"You just wanted to get an eyeful, huh?" She'd never seen him so angry. "Well you sure got a look today didn't you. How many times have you spied on me?" When she didn't answer, he gave her a little shake. "Tell me."


"Never." She said. "Never before, like, today, and I didn't do it on purpose, Bobby. And I won't say anything about it either. I promise, I, like, didn't even mean to be in there." She knew she was babbling and repeating herself, but she was embarassed and a little scared.


"Damn right you won't say anything." He snapped. His eyes were hard as he stared at her for a moment before continuing "You can't begin to imagine what I'll do to you if I even hear a whisper about this." Then, to her surprise, he kissed her. Other than a family and friends, Kitty had never been kissed before, and certainly not like this. She opened her mouth to protest and he stuck his tongue inside. The experience of tasting another person's tongue was so strange that she jerked her head back so quickly that she hit it on the wall. She put her hands up against his bare chest to try and push him away. Bobby pressed her back and held her still and resumed the angry kiss. Then he did something unexpected. While his tongue was in her mouth, he froze up.


It was like licking cold metal. Kitty's lips and tongue stuck to Bobby's when he dropped his temperature so fast that it burned her. Then, with a jerk, he pulled away from her and she cried out in pain when tiny patches of flesh came off with it. He stepped away from her and she put her hand up to her mouth. It came away bloody. She looked at him in shock and tears pricked her eyes automatically. He thawed before her eyes and reached for a tissue. He wiped his lips and spit into it.


"Bobby, you hurt me." Kitty said, surprised. She tasted coppery blood in her mouth but didn't make any move away from the wall. He stood in front of her, still panting from rage.


"That was for spying, Kid. But if you say anything to anyone about any of this, you'll wish for that kiss. I'll freeze again and have you bleeding like a virgin on prom night." The threat behind his words hit home and she automatically squeezed her thighs together when his eyes strayed down her body. There was no lust in his gaze, only anger. "You understand me, Kid?" Kitty nodded dumbly and fled the room, using the door since she couldn't focus enough to phase. She went back to her room and hid there for the rest of the afternoon.


***


"Didn't anyone notice you're lips?" Jubilee asked, when Kitty had finished her story. "What did you say?" Kitty just shrugged.


"I don't really remember anyone saying much, I think Storm asked at the dinner table and Bobby said I'd done it with a popsicle. I didn't deny anything or argue, I just drank my meals for a few days till I healed." She shrugged. "Bobby and I never talked about it, but after I practically ran away every time he came into a room he started going out of his way to be nice. He never appologized to me, but I'd like to think that he felt really embarassed about what he'd done." She frowned. "He's the only one to scare me like that becau'd 'd never thought him capable of causing me deliberate harm. I doubt I'd believe it if it hadn't happened to me."


"It is tough to wrap the mind around." Jubilee said. "He's the consummate comedian. But I've seen what the *best* of men is capable of, so I do believe you."