Carne Vale

CARNE VALE CHAPTER TWENTY THREE (NC-17)
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, I'm not sure why, but Joaquin and Billy are suddenly afraid of Joris...I think there was some scorching of kilts involved... InterNutter, TC and Maxwell Pink make me giddy as an anime schoolgirl for their archiving. :) Readers/Reviewers: Save yourselves...the ducks are back and armed! (Well, winged, if you want to argue semantics) I haven't heard from the Killer Kitties (tm) for a while so who knows if they've fallen prey to the evil ducks...

Kurt let out a pent-up breath. _Two periods down, six more to go...I can do this. Kitty's only in three of my classes and lunch, so this won't be so bad. _ The date to the museum had been stressful to say the least. Despite Rogue's best efforts, Kurt found himself staring at Kitty's breasts more than once, even when she was trying to talk to him, and then Todd caught him trying to smell her hair during the planetarium show. At home, things had been easier. Kitty was ensconced in the Danger Room's control center with Logan, getting a lesson on the finer points of electronics repair so Kurt was able to distance himself, playing video games with Bobby and Jamie or working on the homework he had put off during the break. Now, though, Monday morning taunted him. Kitty had considerately ridden to school with Rogue, Jubilee and Amara so that he would not have to sit next to her in the Jeep and in the first class they shared, she had switched seats with Amanda, who pouted slightly at her separation from Paolo but conceded out of courtesy. _The down side is all the rumors are starting already...Two people so far...and it looks like number three is on the way. _ Brian, his secret admirer from Valentine's who he had studiously avoided since the incident as Kurt was coming to call it, was making a beeline for him outside third period math. "Kurt! Got a sec?"
"Nein...I have to turn in...things. Lots of things..." He spun around to dash into the classroom but fell back, bouncing off Duncan Matthew's chest. "Shit."
"Hey, freak-boy...where's your little slut of a girlfriend?" Duncan asked, leering despite the hardness in his eyes.
Brian spoke before Kurt could. "Duncan, back off...I'm trying to talk to Wagner here!" Brian edged closer to Kurt, making him distinctly uncomfortable.
Duncan smirked. "You swing that way, freak? Makes sense...Kitty's the beard then."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Ja, that's it exactly. I've gotten over my crush on you and am now moving on to Brian." He saw the brief flare in Brian's eyes, then the droll expression as he caught on, nodding slightly. "We were about to discuss our plans for this weekend. Would you like to bring a date along with us? I'm sure you could wear something pink and frilly..." Kurt tensed, ready to take the hit or spring away. He knew he was taking a gamble taunting Duncan in public but was erring on the side of caution, that the football player would not hit him where he could be caught and punished. Duncan clenched his jaw visibly, stepping forward until Kurt found himself uncomfortably sandwiched between the two football players. _Ugh. Homoeroticism at it's creepiest. _ "Why, Duncan! In front of Brian, too! I'm shocked!" As the tardy bell rang, he heard Brian bark in laughter and felt freedom as the shorter of the two athletes stepped back. Kurt seized the chance and dodged around Duncan and into the classroom. Calling back to Brian, "Sorry, mein Freund, but I'm still with Kitty..."
Brian, still smirking at Duncan's fuming, called back, "You know where to find me if anything changes."
Kurt ignored the whispers and giggles of his classmates as he slunk into his seat, offering Scott a weak smile when his friend gave him the patented Fearless Leader "what were you thinking?" expression. Kurt found his thoughts distracted as they tended to be of late with thoughts of Kitty. _I wonder how her class is going? Did she have to turn in that project today or tomorrow? She looked really cute this morning...She should wear blue more often... She has those blue panties that I can practically see through if the lights just right and she does that thing where she arches her back and oh, God don't let me be called up to the front of the class because I don't think I brought my book to hold in front of me... _Scott was giving him an odd look and he realized then that the bell had rung, signaling first lunch. "You okay, Kurt?" the older teenager asked, shoving his binder into his beaten back pack. "You've been kind of spacey all morning."
"No, I'm fine. Just...thinking."
"Mmmm. Let me guess...about Kitty, right?" Scott smirked and chucked his friend on the shoulder. "I was just messing with you about having too much sex, you know...you shouldn't take these things to heart!"
Kurt froze, mid-packing. "You were _messing with me? _" he growled. "I gave up sex for Lent because I thought I was objectifying Kitty and reducing our relationship to the purely physical because I thought it was so blatant everyone could tell but me, and you tell me now that you were _messing with me? _"
Scott blinked in surprise at Kurt's vehemence. "Can't you just forget this whole Lent thing and get back to normal with Kitty?"
"Nein!" Kurt snapped, slinging his book bag over his shoulder angrily. "It's penance! I can't break it!" He stalked past his friend with a snarl and headed to the cafeteria with a scowl on his face.
Scott sighed to himself. _Well, they were kind of at it a lot...all the time, actually. It probably won't kill them, unless he has some sort of hemorrhage from high blood pressure or something. _ His thoughts were interrupted by Brian hovering just out of his line of sight, pacing distractedly. "Yes?"
Brian cleared his throat nervously and said, "I know Kurt said he and Kitty are still together but, um..." he blushed slightly as he said, rushed, "is there any chance that there's sort of a break on the horizon?"
Scott fought down a laugh. "I think tre pre pretty solid right now, man, but if anything changes...you'll be the first to know."
Brian nodded somewhat dejectedly, picking at the peeling plastic edge of his binder. "Um, just so you know, because you're Kurt's friend and all, Duncan Matthews is out for blood and seems to think Kurt needs to bughtught a lesson about something...I dunno what. I'd...I'd really hate to see him get hurt, you know?"
"Yeah," Scott said to Brian's retreating back. "I know..." _I guess it isn't just chicks that dig the fuzzy dude... _

Kitty bit her lip, working against the forces of cardboard as she tried to gain access to the juice within the cafeteria-regulation carton. "Damn it!" she cried when it gave way beneath her fingers, apple juice all over her tray and shirt. "Great! This is a new sweater, too!"
Jean swallowed her mouthful of yogurt and said, "Go rinse it off in the bathroom. It's just apple so it shouldn't stain..."
Kitty nodded glumly but said, "If I do that, I have to walk around with a wet sweater all day... It'll be easier if just mop it up and stick it in my locker until it's time to go home." As she spoke, she pulled the sweater over her head, leaving her in a plain white t-shirt. She pushed her hair back out of her eyes where it had come loose from her barrettes and blinked in surprise as she saw Kurt where there had been no one before. "Hi!"
Kurt swallowed, his throat suddenly parched. He had been fuming when he strode into the cafeteria, heading for the usual table that they all used when it was too cold or wet to sit outside, prepared to rant and rave at whoever would listen, but was brought up short by the sight of Kitty pulling her sweater off, her almost too-tight t-shirt riding up enough to expose a span of creamy white flesh to his hungry eyes, the lacey cups of her bra obvious through the restraining fabric of the shirt. Kurt shook his head to clear his thoughts only to find Kitty, slightly tousled, staring at him. Her eyes were bright and her cheeks were flushed, though he did not know it was from frustration about the juice. To him, she looked almost exactly as she did when she was really turned on. When she licked her lips, that was his undoing. "Kitty, we need to talk. _Now. _"
Kitty saw Jean glance from her to Kurt and back again, elbowing Amara to move. "We'll be back...we need to get some...um....tampons from the machine in the girls' room!"
"Eeeew, Jean!" Amara groaned. "That is so not necessary to talk about!"
Kitty stood and waved them down. "No, that's okay...We'll be back in a few minutes." She cocked her head to one side at Kurt's intense expression and let him lead her from the cafeteria, past the influx of their friends coming in late from the far side of the school. Kurt's fingers were loose around her wrist as if he were hesitant to touch her. _Which is kind of true, isn't it? _ She knew he had been staring at the museum and actually rather enjoyed it. She had been anticipating his touch all day while they were out, an errant brush of the hand as he held the door open for her or even a stray caress as he pushed her bangs back as he did sometimes when he felt like flirting with her. She had been keenly disappointed when she caught Rogue and Todd preventing him from such contact, but knew without being told that he had asked them to, to help him keep his promise. Kitty realized with a blink that they were in an alcove off the gym where some old vending machines had stood until the school removed them to make way for water fountains, which had never been installed. "So..." she said quietly, Kurt's fixed gaze somewhat unnerving.
"I found out that one of the reasons I made this promise for Lent wasn't true, per se. But I think that maybe I made it true..."
"What?" she asked, confused. "Um, I'm lost, babe."
"Part of the reason I made the decision to give up sex for Lent was because someone...Scott, actually, pointed out that we seem to do it a whole lot and at the time, I was worried because I thought that maybe I was degrading what we had. Now, he tells me that he was just messing with me and didn't mean it really..."
"Ooookay...." Kitty frowned. "I'm not sure how to feel about that."
"But the thing is, I realized that I *do * think about sex a lot. Specifically, sex with you. And the more I think on it, the more I realize that maybe we do have sex a lot more than most people our age..." Kurt sighed. "I can't break the promise, you know."
"I'm not going to ask you too," she said firmly. "It's frustrating, I know, but I think we can do this." She laid a gentle hand on his forearm and said, "Isn't the whole point of Lent giving up something that you enjoy or care about? Well, it's not a shame to like sex, especially with someone you love. So this is just another thing we deal with. At least it's our choice to give up sex and not some rule that the adults are making us follow or something." She smiled at him brightly. "Could be worse...at least it's only forty days. Could be eighty or something."
Kurt let out a breath he did not know he had been holding. He liked how she had claimed the choice for hers as well as his because he knew that she could have refused, called his choice stupid or been offended. With a small smile, he said, "I just have to get over Scott's joke that made me do this."
"Maybe it's for the best, you know."
"What do you mean?" He stepped closer to her to get out of the way of a gaggle of drill team girls heading towards lunch and inadvertently brushed against Kitty's chest. She stiffened slightly and blushed, the contact making her nipples pucker and thoughts race. Kurt noticed her reaction and slid gaze away, unwilling to take the chance that he could look at her without wanting to touch her again at that moment.
"I mean...how could it be bad? It just proves to everyone that we're in a mature relation and and don't need to have sex to prove we love each other. And it'll give them a rest from walking in on us, huh?" she teased, crossing her arms self-consciously across her now-hard nipples. Kurt smiled more broadly and ducked his head, recalling how many times they had been caught or nearly-caught since they had started their relationship. Kitty's voice was near a whisper as she said, "And I think a break could be good. You know, build anticipation for when we're able to be together again..."
"Trust me, Katzchen. I don't think we need any more anticipation." Kurt sighed and looked at her again, blowing his bangs out of his face. "I don't regret why I gave it up, I'm just mad that Scott made me do it with a joke."
"Kind of like getting tricked into taking your medicine when you were a kid, huh?" she said, swaying towards him as she shifted her weight.
Kurt reached out and brushed a lock of hair from her eyes. "I miss sleeping with you," he said suddenly. "It's hard to sleep at night without you there."
"I know," she sighed, catching his hand in hers before he could take it away. "Waking up without you there kind of sucks, too."
Kurt laughed ruefully at her turn of phrase, given the train of thought he was currently riding. Kitty was so close to him that he found he was having trouble controlling the urge to kiss her. His breath caught in his throat as she looked up at him and he was struck by how small she was compared to him, somehow an endearing quality that made him want to swing her off her feet and press her against the wall, wrapping her legs around his waist and grinding his arousal against her softness and..."Huh?" Some part of hiain ain kicked in and told him she was speaking to him.
"I said, I need to leave. I really want to kiss you right now and I don't want to make you ruin Lent..."
_Just this once, _ the devil on his shoulder whispered. _You can confess it after school...beg penance for it. It'll be worth it to taste her again. It'll get you through the next few weeks... _ The angel on his other shoulder shouted, _Don't do it! You'll feel guilty! You'll hate yourself for giving in and...oh, Hell. _ Kurt had pulled Kitty forward suddenly, surprising her into gasping as he frantically kissed her, hard at first as he sought a familiar feeling then softer as she met his darting tongue with a soft sigh, her hands coming to clutch at his hips as he stepped back, pressing her against the wall of the alcove. Kitty made a whimpering noise in her throat as his hardening arousal pressed hard against her stomach, making her own quickening heat all the more acute. They fought briefly for dominance over the kiss before Kurt had to break for air. Kitty's kiss-swollen lips and hazy eyes made him feel guilty all of a sudden. "I'm sorry!" he blurted before dashing down the hall towards the main part of the school.
Kitty let her head fall back against the wall with a dull thud. "Damn it."