I'll Hold You: An Incubus Tale.
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I'll Hold You: A Incubus Tale.
Sevuuna Malta
Summary: Valkyrie Alitov has lived alone for nearly 5 years, with a past of failed relationships. What happens when a strange entity, after a steamy first encounter, begins to haunt...or rather, take care of her? And why does he call himself Kurt?
Timeline: Takes place about two months after Uncanny X-Men 524. Sort of AU.
Chapter 2: Learning/Lernen
(Thursday Morning-Afternoon/Donnerstags-Morgen-Nachmittag
The next morning, Valkyrie noted that the bed was empty, but there was incense and brimstone in the air.
Had last night been a dream?
When she got up, she was sore, so it seemed that either she'd had a very vivid dream, or she was going crazy. Sighing, she showered, wrapped a towel around herself, and was drying her hair off when she felt hands on her waist. She sighed in content, knowing that last night was not a dream, and leaned into him, as he whispered,
“Gute Morgen, Fraulien.”
She smiled, “Good Morning, Kurt. That is your name, correct?” He chuckled a little, and said,
“Yes, zhat is my name.”
She then asked, “Exactly what are you? I mean...the way you feel...since I've never seen you...” He whirled her around to look into the mirror. There seemed to be a slight white mist around her, and he continued just wrapping his arms around her waist, “Vhat I am...? It's complicated. For now, you can't see me. Vell, you can see my aura in a reflective surface, but by tonight, you should be able to see me. I should warn you...plus, you'll be the only one who can see or hear me for a while.” Valkyrie reached up to find his cheek, and when she found it, stroked the velvet. Oddly, it felt natural to her. She smiled, and shyly complimented, “I like your accent.” He chuckled, a deep purring noise sounded like it began in his chest, and continued throughout his body,
“Danke. It's German, like me.” The woman then asked, concern in her voice,
“Why are you here, with me?” For a moment, there was silence, then he slowly said,
“I had a mate picked for me from the moment of my birth. I never found her...in life, at least. It seems that you are my mate, otherwise I vouldn't have mated with you last night with zhe intensity zhat I did. Hopefully, we can resume that activity zhis morgen. Hm?” Valkyrie blushed, committing to memory his statement, and whispered, “I'm still sore.” Kurt sounded like he was smiling.
“I see. I'll give you until the end of breakfast to rest, and then ve're back to getting to know each other.” Valkyrie distangled herself from the man, as her towel fell to the ground, exposing her body completely and Kurt, after some low growling drawled,
“On second thought, you have twenty minutes.”
On her way out, she felt him smack her ass. This time, she didn't want to cry, this time, she actually felt sexy.
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A half hour later, Valkyrie was sitting in the living room in a shirt and sweats when she noticed the white aura in the window pane, and the temperature went up a little.
“Kurt? Where did you go?”
“Nowhere in particular, Valky. Just to check up on one of my friends.”
“Hm? Okay.” She felt him sit next to her, and pull her into his lap, and she curled against him, asking, “Are you sure you aren't Satan trying to get my soul?” Kurt responded, with some mock hurt, “Nein. I'm a devil, but I'm not after your soul.” She smiled, then looked at the clock, and muttered, “Oh, shit!” She was going to be late for work, having gotten so comfortable that it was amazing. She attempted to get up, but Kurt held her tightly.
“Kurt, let me go, I'm late for work!”
“Zhen vhat am I to for zhe day?!”
“Um...I...I have a computer, if you want to use it...there's the TV...There's...wait, what am I saying, I have work! I have to get ready! KURT LET ME GO!” Instead of letting her go, he picked her up, walked up the stairs, and deposited her on her bed. She got up, noting that he was now sitting on the bed, watching her. She said, glaring at the space he occupied,
“Will you get out?!”
“I fucked you yesterday.”
“Kurt...”
“You enjoyed it. Vant to do it again?”
“Kurt!”
“Ach, you're just getting dressed, frau!”
“Getting dressed is completely different, Kurt. GET OUT!” She flung a slipper after the aura, which she could see in her mirror, and he dodged it, laughing hysterically, “Fine, fine, I'm leaving!” She heard the pad of footsteps get farther and farther away, and go down the stairs, and a minute later, she heard the TV click on. Valkyrie rolled her eyes, and began to pull on her uniform, which consisted of a white blouse, black skirt, vest, stockings, and heels. She pulled her hair into a bun, and walked down the hall to her office, got her things together, and walked down the stairs. Monty seemed to be resting on Kurt's lap, seemingly hovering off of the couch. “I thought cats didn't like ghosts.”
“Now that I haff your scent, he trusts me. Plus, unlike you, he can see me fully.” Rolling her eyes cockily, she then said,
“I'll be back by 5:45, at the least. There's food in the fridge, you can touch things, right?” Kurt responded, “Ja.” Valkyrie sighed in relief. “Good. Monty is going to need to be fed, around 12:00, I can't come home for lunch today, and please, please, don't leave the house.” Valkyrie went to say something else but Monty's jumping onto the carpet signaled Kurt had gotten up, and she felt him over her, and he kissed her, lightly massaging her tongue when his own. That alone made her want to stay home for the day, here with this strange entity that said his name was Kurt, getting fucked until she couldn't stand...but she dismissed those thoughts as the heat pooled in her stomach. He whispered,
“You're going to haff to explain your schedule to me.”
“I'll do it when I get home, maybe.”
She patted him on the cheek, earning something that sounded suspiciously like a purr. Then she walked to her car.
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“Would you leave her alone?!”
Penelope Sames-Takadana, her fellow secretary and best friend yelled at the other workers (white and male) as soon as the taunting started. Penelope was nearly 5'8 in contrast to Valkyrie's petite 5'3, blonde, blue eyed, with a natural tan, was half-white, half-Puetro Rican, and grew up on the wrong side of the Bronx with her parents and 4 older brothers. She was now married to a fellow game freak (Japanese man), who owned a chain of game stores, and they had two children. Penelope caught the dreamy look in her friend's eyes, and smirked, leaned in, and whispered,
“Chica, did you get laid?!”
Valkyrie blushed, and whispered, “Penelope, shut up!” The woman teased, “Oooooh....someone got happy time!” Valkyrie playfully hit the girl, and giggled, “Shut up!” When the lawyers left, and it was just the two of them in the cream-colored office, she whispered,
“His name was Kurt.”
“Kurt? Doesn't sound like much to me, honey.” Valkyrie breathlessly whispered,
“If I told you the whole story, you wouldn't believe me.” Penelope rolled her eyes, and said, “You are talkin' to a former mutant and game freak!” Penelope, before M-Day, had the ability to manipulate plants, but she had lost the ability. Or had seemingly lost it. Valkyrie leaned in and whispered,
“An incubi took my virginity.”
Penelope didn't say anything again until they went for lunch, and she then whispered to Valkyrie, “Honey, I care about you, and I love you, but that is dangerous! Has he talked to you? Did he bite you? Did you stop breathing while you were...y'know?”
Valkyrie smiled slightly. “Yes, he has talked to me, he has a German accent. He's a bit of a jokester, I had to chase him out while I was dressing. Yes, he bit me, but not enough to hurt.” She pulled her shirt down to reveal the small love bites on her neck and chest. “No, I was perfectly capable of breathing the whole time.” Penelope frowned at her friend, and then slowly stated,
“I love you like a you're my sister, Valkyrie, mi hermana. If anything happens I know a really good exorcist.” Valkyrie smiled, and hugged the woman.
“Thank you, Penny.”
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“I'm home!”
Valkyrie called out as she walked in, and kicked off her heels at the front door, balancing a stack of reports in one hand, her bag in the other. She threw these things into her office, and collasped on her couch, sighing desperately. Morty must have been in another part of the house, she realized, but she didn't want to move. She was comepletely content until she felt something tickling her.
A spade. “Kurt...” Then a hand, and she muttered, “Kurt, stop...” She warned, but too exhausted to actually live up to any of her unspoken threats. The man chuckled and leaned over her, kissed her forhead, then moved away and growled,
“What days are you going to leave me alone? I vas bored.”
“Tuesdays through Thursdays. Friday to Mondays are my free days. I quit my actual job about 3 years ago. I used to write...adult...novels, and made a good bit of money.” Teasing her with his tail again, as she attempted to grab it, he chuckled, “And until last night, you were a virgin.” Valkyrie then sighed, rolling her eyes as she stated, “Tomorrow's Friday. I have to deal with you?”
He sat next to her, fisted her midnight hair in his hand, kissing her. “Good...” She kissed back, feeling his hands wander down her waist, and pull her closer. They remained kissing for a while, and Kurt whispered, “It's almost 7 p.m. Do you know what that means?” Valkyrie whispered,
“Do I get to see you?”
“Zhat and much, much more, frau.” Slowly, a warmth spread from his body to hers, and she felt over, in a faint, from the sheer power.
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“Fraulien?”
“MEEWW.....”
Valkyrie was on her bed, groaning slightly, when a cool cloth was laid on her head. Her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring into warm, calm golden eyes. She groaned again, and murmured,
“Kurt?”
“Ja?”
She got up, steadied by her lover, and kneeled on the bed, facing him. Her eyes focused, and she finally got to see him, and nearly passed out again.
She had to admit, he was handsome. He was covered in a sleek, velvet blue fur that had to be as smooth and comfortable as it looked. His golden, glowing pools for eyes were narrowed in concentration at her as if wondering what she was going to do, his lips shut firmly. His chest was firm looking, with defined acrobat's muscles, not too bulging, but not soft either.. A spaded tail waved around lazily, and she leaned forward to see his faun like feet. He was dressed in a white shirt with black pants. Surprisingly, she didn't run away like she thought she would. She felt...attracted to him even more, now that she could see him.
He backed away a little as she crouched on all fours, looking like he was almost ready to bolt.
Her next move surprised Kurt. She jumped at him, knocking him to the ground, with more strength that her form seemed to have, and sealed the space inbetween them, her hands roaming his body. Clothes went flying. He gripped her hips, as she rocked gently ontop of him. She placed her hands, palms down on his chest, and bit her lip, just staring down at him. He then cockily asked, his voice more clear, instead of sounding like it came from her head,
“Do you like vhat you see, or are you scared of tangling with it?” Valkyrie smirked, and got up, stepping over him, and smiled sweetly,
“I'm going to watch a movie. Do you want to join me?” He stood up, and smirked,
“I'd be delighted, frau.”
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Sevuuna Malta
Summary: Valkyrie Alitov has lived alone for nearly 5 years, with a past of failed relationships. What happens when a strange entity, after a steamy first encounter, begins to haunt...or rather, take care of her? And why does he call himself Kurt?
Timeline: Takes place about two months after Uncanny X-Men 524. Sort of AU.
Chapter 2: Learning/Lernen
(Thursday Morning-Afternoon/Donnerstags-Morgen-Nachmittag
The next morning, Valkyrie noted that the bed was empty, but there was incense and brimstone in the air.
Had last night been a dream?
When she got up, she was sore, so it seemed that either she'd had a very vivid dream, or she was going crazy. Sighing, she showered, wrapped a towel around herself, and was drying her hair off when she felt hands on her waist. She sighed in content, knowing that last night was not a dream, and leaned into him, as he whispered,
“Gute Morgen, Fraulien.”
She smiled, “Good Morning, Kurt. That is your name, correct?” He chuckled a little, and said,
“Yes, zhat is my name.”
She then asked, “Exactly what are you? I mean...the way you feel...since I've never seen you...” He whirled her around to look into the mirror. There seemed to be a slight white mist around her, and he continued just wrapping his arms around her waist, “Vhat I am...? It's complicated. For now, you can't see me. Vell, you can see my aura in a reflective surface, but by tonight, you should be able to see me. I should warn you...plus, you'll be the only one who can see or hear me for a while.” Valkyrie reached up to find his cheek, and when she found it, stroked the velvet. Oddly, it felt natural to her. She smiled, and shyly complimented, “I like your accent.” He chuckled, a deep purring noise sounded like it began in his chest, and continued throughout his body,
“Danke. It's German, like me.” The woman then asked, concern in her voice,
“Why are you here, with me?” For a moment, there was silence, then he slowly said,
“I had a mate picked for me from the moment of my birth. I never found her...in life, at least. It seems that you are my mate, otherwise I vouldn't have mated with you last night with zhe intensity zhat I did. Hopefully, we can resume that activity zhis morgen. Hm?” Valkyrie blushed, committing to memory his statement, and whispered, “I'm still sore.” Kurt sounded like he was smiling.
“I see. I'll give you until the end of breakfast to rest, and then ve're back to getting to know each other.” Valkyrie distangled herself from the man, as her towel fell to the ground, exposing her body completely and Kurt, after some low growling drawled,
“On second thought, you have twenty minutes.”
On her way out, she felt him smack her ass. This time, she didn't want to cry, this time, she actually felt sexy.
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A half hour later, Valkyrie was sitting in the living room in a shirt and sweats when she noticed the white aura in the window pane, and the temperature went up a little.
“Kurt? Where did you go?”
“Nowhere in particular, Valky. Just to check up on one of my friends.”
“Hm? Okay.” She felt him sit next to her, and pull her into his lap, and she curled against him, asking, “Are you sure you aren't Satan trying to get my soul?” Kurt responded, with some mock hurt, “Nein. I'm a devil, but I'm not after your soul.” She smiled, then looked at the clock, and muttered, “Oh, shit!” She was going to be late for work, having gotten so comfortable that it was amazing. She attempted to get up, but Kurt held her tightly.
“Kurt, let me go, I'm late for work!”
“Zhen vhat am I to for zhe day?!”
“Um...I...I have a computer, if you want to use it...there's the TV...There's...wait, what am I saying, I have work! I have to get ready! KURT LET ME GO!” Instead of letting her go, he picked her up, walked up the stairs, and deposited her on her bed. She got up, noting that he was now sitting on the bed, watching her. She said, glaring at the space he occupied,
“Will you get out?!”
“I fucked you yesterday.”
“Kurt...”
“You enjoyed it. Vant to do it again?”
“Kurt!”
“Ach, you're just getting dressed, frau!”
“Getting dressed is completely different, Kurt. GET OUT!” She flung a slipper after the aura, which she could see in her mirror, and he dodged it, laughing hysterically, “Fine, fine, I'm leaving!” She heard the pad of footsteps get farther and farther away, and go down the stairs, and a minute later, she heard the TV click on. Valkyrie rolled her eyes, and began to pull on her uniform, which consisted of a white blouse, black skirt, vest, stockings, and heels. She pulled her hair into a bun, and walked down the hall to her office, got her things together, and walked down the stairs. Monty seemed to be resting on Kurt's lap, seemingly hovering off of the couch. “I thought cats didn't like ghosts.”
“Now that I haff your scent, he trusts me. Plus, unlike you, he can see me fully.” Rolling her eyes cockily, she then said,
“I'll be back by 5:45, at the least. There's food in the fridge, you can touch things, right?” Kurt responded, “Ja.” Valkyrie sighed in relief. “Good. Monty is going to need to be fed, around 12:00, I can't come home for lunch today, and please, please, don't leave the house.” Valkyrie went to say something else but Monty's jumping onto the carpet signaled Kurt had gotten up, and she felt him over her, and he kissed her, lightly massaging her tongue when his own. That alone made her want to stay home for the day, here with this strange entity that said his name was Kurt, getting fucked until she couldn't stand...but she dismissed those thoughts as the heat pooled in her stomach. He whispered,
“You're going to haff to explain your schedule to me.”
“I'll do it when I get home, maybe.”
She patted him on the cheek, earning something that sounded suspiciously like a purr. Then she walked to her car.
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“Would you leave her alone?!”
Penelope Sames-Takadana, her fellow secretary and best friend yelled at the other workers (white and male) as soon as the taunting started. Penelope was nearly 5'8 in contrast to Valkyrie's petite 5'3, blonde, blue eyed, with a natural tan, was half-white, half-Puetro Rican, and grew up on the wrong side of the Bronx with her parents and 4 older brothers. She was now married to a fellow game freak (Japanese man), who owned a chain of game stores, and they had two children. Penelope caught the dreamy look in her friend's eyes, and smirked, leaned in, and whispered,
“Chica, did you get laid?!”
Valkyrie blushed, and whispered, “Penelope, shut up!” The woman teased, “Oooooh....someone got happy time!” Valkyrie playfully hit the girl, and giggled, “Shut up!” When the lawyers left, and it was just the two of them in the cream-colored office, she whispered,
“His name was Kurt.”
“Kurt? Doesn't sound like much to me, honey.” Valkyrie breathlessly whispered,
“If I told you the whole story, you wouldn't believe me.” Penelope rolled her eyes, and said, “You are talkin' to a former mutant and game freak!” Penelope, before M-Day, had the ability to manipulate plants, but she had lost the ability. Or had seemingly lost it. Valkyrie leaned in and whispered,
“An incubi took my virginity.”
Penelope didn't say anything again until they went for lunch, and she then whispered to Valkyrie, “Honey, I care about you, and I love you, but that is dangerous! Has he talked to you? Did he bite you? Did you stop breathing while you were...y'know?”
Valkyrie smiled slightly. “Yes, he has talked to me, he has a German accent. He's a bit of a jokester, I had to chase him out while I was dressing. Yes, he bit me, but not enough to hurt.” She pulled her shirt down to reveal the small love bites on her neck and chest. “No, I was perfectly capable of breathing the whole time.” Penelope frowned at her friend, and then slowly stated,
“I love you like a you're my sister, Valkyrie, mi hermana. If anything happens I know a really good exorcist.” Valkyrie smiled, and hugged the woman.
“Thank you, Penny.”
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“I'm home!”
Valkyrie called out as she walked in, and kicked off her heels at the front door, balancing a stack of reports in one hand, her bag in the other. She threw these things into her office, and collasped on her couch, sighing desperately. Morty must have been in another part of the house, she realized, but she didn't want to move. She was comepletely content until she felt something tickling her.
A spade. “Kurt...” Then a hand, and she muttered, “Kurt, stop...” She warned, but too exhausted to actually live up to any of her unspoken threats. The man chuckled and leaned over her, kissed her forhead, then moved away and growled,
“What days are you going to leave me alone? I vas bored.”
“Tuesdays through Thursdays. Friday to Mondays are my free days. I quit my actual job about 3 years ago. I used to write...adult...novels, and made a good bit of money.” Teasing her with his tail again, as she attempted to grab it, he chuckled, “And until last night, you were a virgin.” Valkyrie then sighed, rolling her eyes as she stated, “Tomorrow's Friday. I have to deal with you?”
He sat next to her, fisted her midnight hair in his hand, kissing her. “Good...” She kissed back, feeling his hands wander down her waist, and pull her closer. They remained kissing for a while, and Kurt whispered, “It's almost 7 p.m. Do you know what that means?” Valkyrie whispered,
“Do I get to see you?”
“Zhat and much, much more, frau.” Slowly, a warmth spread from his body to hers, and she felt over, in a faint, from the sheer power.
()
“Fraulien?”
“MEEWW.....”
Valkyrie was on her bed, groaning slightly, when a cool cloth was laid on her head. Her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring into warm, calm golden eyes. She groaned again, and murmured,
“Kurt?”
“Ja?”
She got up, steadied by her lover, and kneeled on the bed, facing him. Her eyes focused, and she finally got to see him, and nearly passed out again.
She had to admit, he was handsome. He was covered in a sleek, velvet blue fur that had to be as smooth and comfortable as it looked. His golden, glowing pools for eyes were narrowed in concentration at her as if wondering what she was going to do, his lips shut firmly. His chest was firm looking, with defined acrobat's muscles, not too bulging, but not soft either.. A spaded tail waved around lazily, and she leaned forward to see his faun like feet. He was dressed in a white shirt with black pants. Surprisingly, she didn't run away like she thought she would. She felt...attracted to him even more, now that she could see him.
He backed away a little as she crouched on all fours, looking like he was almost ready to bolt.
Her next move surprised Kurt. She jumped at him, knocking him to the ground, with more strength that her form seemed to have, and sealed the space inbetween them, her hands roaming his body. Clothes went flying. He gripped her hips, as she rocked gently ontop of him. She placed her hands, palms down on his chest, and bit her lip, just staring down at him. He then cockily asked, his voice more clear, instead of sounding like it came from her head,
“Do you like vhat you see, or are you scared of tangling with it?” Valkyrie smirked, and got up, stepping over him, and smiled sweetly,
“I'm going to watch a movie. Do you want to join me?” He stood up, and smirked,
“I'd be delighted, frau.”
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