Constant Craving

CONSTANT CRAVING CHAPTER FIVE (NC-17)
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A/N Foxy rocks. (I'm out of superlatives for now...bad week. But she's still a goddess even if her honey has a potty mouth... lol). InterNutter, TC and Maxwell Pink are super wonderful lovely people and will get full body massages by the three naked famous people of their choice. So there. Readers/reviewers...:) I love you...I honestly love you (oy. Olivia Newton John moment...at least I'm not watching Grease...yet.).



Remy's face bore a smile like a cat would wear when it saw a rather tasty mouse. Jubilee was bouncing down the stairs, earphones already on and clothing only half-buttoned, exposing a rather tempting slice of golden flesh on her abdomen. She almost danced past him but froze as she passed his station near the front door. It was turnturn to take Jamie to school and had been waiting for fifteen minutes, partially hoping to catch Jubilee before she herself had to go to class. The Asian girl was mid-step and turned on one foot, a slow grin spreading across her face. "Hey, babe!"
"Ah...you not mad at me no more, chere?" Remy held out his hands, asking without words for an embrace.
Slipping her earphones off, Jubilee stepped into his arms and smiled cherubically. "I never was mad, per se. Just....miffed."
"Miffed? What be dis 'miffed'? Sound dirty..." Remy frowned deeply, making Jubilee giggle. "Quoi?"
"It's like pissed but not so much...So, what're you doing today?" She rocked back and forth in his arms, making him sway with her movements Re Remy sucked on his lower lip and appeared to give his schedule great though. "Lessee...first dere be de breakfast wit de queen o' England...après ca dere be de tea avec God, et den I spend de rest o'de day auditionin' mo'filles pour my harem!"
"Ha. Very funny, Gumbo!" Jubilee slapped him lightly on the arm and twisted away. "I've got to grab something to eat and haul ass...Scott's gonna leave me if I'm late again!" She walked to the kitchen, followed by Remy, jingling his car keys. "Anyhow, want to catch a movie tonight?"
"Mmm..." Remy found he could not keep his hands off of his girlfriend. Slipping his arms around her waist, he nuzzled the back of her neck. "How bout we stay in an make a movie, eh?"
"Remy!" Jubilee started in embarrassed pleasure, accidentally sending an array of sparks into the breadbox. "Heh...toast!" she said as the smoke cleared. Remy's hands strayed to her ribs as he studiously ignored Jamie's calls from the foyer and Kurt's startled _*bamf * _ into the kitchen.
Jubilee, however noticed Kurt's entrance and tried to wiggle away unsuccessfully. "Hey, Elf boy!"
Kurt smirked, a little disconcerted at the sight of Remy pawing Jubilee, but soldiered onward. "Guten morgen...um, bread?"
Remy catecated Jubilee's misfire. "Not no more...I be tinkin' it charcoal." His cool tone did not go unnoticed by Jubilee or Kurt.
"What's with you all of a sudden?" Jubilee finally managed to free herself and turned to face Remy directly.
"He thinks I think that he's going to betray the X Men to the Brotherhood," Kurt said around a mouthful of granola bar he had purloined from Kitty's stash.
Remy sneered. "Well, you do."
"Please!" Kurt snorted, spraying granola all over Remy's coat. Jubilee noticed and fought a giggle but Kurt had already turned to rummage for juice in the fridge.
Remy drew himself up to his full height and jerked his chin up in a manner befitting a Regency rake. "Homme, you apologize right dis instant!"
"Huh?" Kurt had another mouthful of granola, this time mixed with banana. His cheeks bulged with the effort to keep it all in and his eyes were wide in query.
Jubilee shook her head mournfully as Remy took a deep breath, no doubt preparing to tear into Kurt, when Kitty sauntered into the room, looking slightly guilty but smiling at her boyfriend nonetheless. "Hey, sweetie. Swallow first then I'll kiss you..."
Kurt swallowed obligingly and Kitty pressed a chaste kiss to his lips as she passed him on the way to the cereal, kept in the cabinet on the far wall. "I think Remy's upset," he offered by way of conversation.
"You bet I be upset, homme...I be nothin' but loyal to y'all an' _you _ betray _ me_ by accusin' us former Brudderhood o'plottin' behind y'all's backs!"
Kitty scowlmovemoved to defher her boyfriend. "Wait just a minute here, Remy! Kurt never said that!"
"He didn't have to!" Lance strode into the kitchen with a scowl to match Kitty's. "All of you think just because we were once Brotherhood, we're gonna blow you up or sell you out!"
"How do we know you won't?" Scott appeared behind Lance, making the lanky youth cringe involuntarily, bruises marking their last meeting suddenly livid on Lance's skin.
"We may be Brotherhood, but we have some honor, fuckwit!" Lance hissed. Remy, for once, seemed to be completely on Lance's side. He moved to stand with the thin boy as he faced down Scott.
"Hey, now!" Jubilee gave Kitty a panicked glance and wormed her way between the males, holding her hands out as if in surrender. "Let's just let this go, huh? I mean, we're all here together and we all basically want the same thing, right? Just we have different opinions on how to go about it..."
"Jus' cause we Brotherhood don't mean we be tinkin' dere methods be good, chere," Remy snarled, staring Scott down.
"Look, Gambit, no one is accusing you or Rogue of anything..." Scott began.
"Why are you bringing Rogue into this?" Kitty raised one imperious brow at Scott and he gaped like a guppy as he searched for the best explanation.
Kurt eased next to Kitty and slid his arm around her waist in a placating manner. "Now, Katzchen, we're not saying Rogue would turn on us..."
"But Lance and Todd would? And Remy?" Kitty sounded hurt, making Kurt wince. She pulled away from him and stood next to Jubilee, looping her arm through the Asian girl's in a show of solidarity.
"Nein! Not Remy."
"Too late pour de backpeddlin', Kurt." Remy and Lance exchanged glance. "Homme, I tink I be knowin' where I not be wanted, eh?"
"Same here, man..." Lance snarled at Kurt and Scott. "I'm goin' to school."
"I'll drive ya..." Remy walked a few steps before seeming to remember something. "You comin' chere? We kin discuss our plans for tonight..."
Jubilee looked faintly ill. "I'll ride with Kitty."
"Well," Scott said smugly, "I'm leaving in five minutes."
"We're leaving in ten!" Kitty said harshly. She tugged Jubilee past Kurt, who reached for his girlfriend's elbow only to find her phased.
"Well..." Scott finally said. "That was awkward as ass."

School was unbearably tense for Kurt. Kitty had not spoken to him all morning and he found himself writing note after note to her, some angry, some pleading, only to throw them away in a fit of pique when he thought of that morning's exchange in the kitchen. _Why shouldn't I feel that way about the Brotherhood, even if they are living with us now? Isn't there some saying about enemies at the gates or something? _ Kurt sighed glumly and stared at the jumble of Algebra on his paper, deciding to turn it in as is, not to even bother with double-checking the quiz. _Who cares anymore? _ With a resigned shuffle, he made his way to the teacher's desk and dropped the page into the box marked "In-Tests, Quizzes, Homework". _I wonder where she is...third period, so that means she's in Russian class. With Pietro, if he decided to show up today... _ For the first several months of school that semester, Pietro's attendance was spotty at best. It was rumored that he was into drugs or even worse, but Kurt knew better. He knew Pietro was avoiding the X Men like the plague since so many of his former teammates had defected to their side, a fact which punched little holes of doubt in Kurt's theory that Lance and Todd were at the Institute to sabotage the X Men in some way. _Maybe I am just paranoid, but after all the shit they've pulled over the years, we can't chance it! _
"Kurt!" Jean's voice snapped him out of his reverie.
"Yeah?"
"Class is over..." She stood in the doorway, peering in at where he sat, still at his desk from returning from the desk.
"Oh..." Kurt hastily gathered his books and joined Jean in meshing with the throngs of students flooding the hallway. "Where's Kitty?"
"On her way to world lit, I guess." Jean raised a brow. "What were you thinking of?" _Don't lie to me...you wprojprojecting like Hell... _
Kurt sighed deeply and led Jean aside towards his locker. "This morning...did Scott tell you?"
"One way or the other...yeah, I know what happened." Jean paused to let him dig his lit book out of his locker, continuing when he slammed the metal monstrosity with a satisfying clank. "Tell me the truth, Kurt, because you know I can find out...Do you really think Lance and Todd are still the bad g"
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Kurt scowled and fiddled with the band of his holo as they stood outside the classroom door. He could hear Kitty's voice inside, lilting as she talked about something with Amara, who in turn sounded rather sour. "Honestly, Jean, I think it's entirely possible. In fact, I don't trust either of them further than I could throw them."
"Their relationships with Amara and...others...notwithstanding?" Jean caught herself-she nearly spilled Rogue's secret. It still made her puzzle over the attraction between the Southern girl and Todd, but Jean had learned long ago to accept things she could not understand, that it made life go a lot easier.
Kurt quirked his brow. "Others?"
"Others." Jean looked into the classroom and back at Kurt. "Well?" Kitty was approaching and Jean wanted to be done with this part of the conversation before the shorter girl arrived.
Kurt sighed and half-turned to meet Kitty, his instincts alerting him to her presence before she even spoke. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"Kurt," Kitty said softly. She was still irritated about that morning's fight. Kurt's intolerance surprised her, made her worry about what other things he would not tolerate.
"Mein Schatz," he murmured. "Are you still mad?"
Cutting her eyes sideways to Jean, who was staring at the assignment board as if she could not hear the couple, Kitty answered, "I'm just upset and confused... I mean, it's just not like you not to try and understand people, to be so...so...unforgiving!"
The class was settling in and Kurt knew the tardy bell was about to ring. "C'mon..." he led her to a double desk in the back of the room, ignoring the intense gaze of their teacher. He had a strict policy about couples not sitting together but Kurt was ready with the excuse of all the other seats being taken, which, if he timed it just right, they would be. "Kitty, it's very hard for me to even try and be friends with Lance after what he did to you, what he did to make this past year so much of a Hell for you..."
Kitty sighed. "I know it's too much to ask for you to forgive him, but what is your problem with Todd? And why can't you just...live and let live?"
Kurt shook his head as if talking to a simple child. "Katzchen, Todd and I just....we just don't like each other. I mean, we can get along but I am not going to go confide in him any time soon! I'll live and let live when they stop being Brotherhood!" The tardy bell rang and Kurt made a motion of locking a key over his lips, making Kitty scowl anew in frustrated indignation. _Later, _ he mouthed. She shook her head in return and spent the rest of class staring straight ahead.

"Where's Amara and Rahne?" Jean scanned the semi-circle again, as if expecting the two girls to appear like magic.
"Here we are..." Rahne entered through the bathroom door, frog-marching Amara. The wooden door swung closed with a hiss-thump and Amara was shoved forward into the group. "She didna' want ta come..."
"This is fucking stupid," the Nova Roman sighed, impatient. Lance had been making eyes at her all through fourth period and she was looking forward to dragging him off to a secluded corner of the gym for a good snog before lunch was over.
"Fucking stupid or not, we're about to have a huge problem on our hands." Kitty settled against the counter crossed her arms, fully prepared to meet each argument head on.
"Kitty's right...we need to figure out how to nip this infighting in the bud before someone gets hurt." Jean and Kitty nodded in agreement.
Rogue put in, "You're forgetting Todd got hit in the stomach...and Lance has some bruises..."
"Those will heal," Jubilee said. "I think Jean means hurt so that it can't be fixed."
Kitty sighed. "Right...I think we're all in agreement that the guys are being stupid. I mean, us women have no problems with the Brotherhood boys..."
"Well," Jean said, "I admit I was a little sketchy when they first moved here, but Todd and Lance seem to be fitting in just fine..."
"Remy and I did," Rogue drawled.
Kitty acknowledge this with an inclination of her chin. "I think it's time we put our plan into action."
"The whole sex as a weapon thing?" Rahne asked softly, not sure if that meant she needed to have sex with Jamie first before she could enact the plan or if she could still participate.
"Well, not a weapon, per se," Kitty said, feeling guilty for even thinking of breaking her promise to Kurt. "More like...an inducement."
"Hmmm...I don't know if I like that." Jean shook her head. "I mean, isn't that demeaning?"
"Well, it's the one thing that will get their attention!" Kitty snapped.
Jubilee put in slowly, "You know, sleeping with someone when you're mad at them is just cheating yourself out of enjoying it...so how about so long as our respective men are being dicks, we withhold? If your particular guy stops being asshole-y, then you can get back to bumping uglies.1"
There was a group-cringe at the expression but a murmur of agreement. "What about Rogue, though?" Amara asked. "I mean, it's not like she has anything to withhold from Todd...she can't even touch him!" _And she shouldn't even want to! _
Rogue sneered, pulling herself up straight. "Don't be so narrow minded..." Before anyone could ask further questions, the first bell for fifth period sounded. "C'mon..."
The girls filtered out of the bathroom, a sense of purpose dominating their demeanor but a general air of nervous guilt wafting after them.
1 I hate that expression. Really.