Reformed Sinner or Expecting the unexpected

A/N: - ok. I'm on my knees *begging* for reviews for this chapter, literally begging - please please please please please review this chapter! I need to know if it works alright, if its In Character (relatively cos most of what I write is blatantly OC) - I need you people! pleeeease ^^



Chapter six



Kurt opened the door to Creeds room - he'd long ago lost count of how many time's he'd had to and - teleported to the corridor wall behind him in sheer suprise. The Wolverine and Sabretooth were sat opposite each other at the desk beneath the window...*not* ripping each others throats out...this must be a-



"Um, Guten tag" He trilled nervously as he walked into the room, the short fur on the back of his neck rising at the tension he could feel,



"Hello elf" Logan half growled as they both stood,



"Ich glaube es nicht" Kurts voice seemed to have evaporated, coming out a breathless whisper, in the face of the two predatorial men stalking towards him as if...as if he were prey. Kurt gasped, not realising he had been backing away, as he bumped into a wall. He'd often heard the expression 'undressing with his eyes' but he had never really understood it until now. Two sets of eyes - one gold and feline slitted the other a rich hungry chocolate brown - raked over his form, stripping him bare with their heated gaze. Kurt whimpered, half hard already and untouched as yet, as they leant on the wall either side of him,



"We've had a little chat - " Wolverine breathed into his ear, lithe body held perfectly taunt, not once coming into contact with Kurts -



"After we finished beatin the shit out of each other" Creed added with a smirk, his head resting against his palm, elbow resting against teh wall,



" - and we decided that neither of us were willin' to let you go" Logan finished. Kurt pushed away from the wall as misguided realisation hit home, a pit of fear and hurt opening in the base of his stomach,



"Oh! You decided this vithout me?" He asked with an angry geasture, "Verdammt -" Kurt was cut off as he was sandwiched between the two hot, hard bodies, arms wrapping around his shoulders and waist, hands on his shoulderblades and flat against his stomach at the same time - both ignoring his struggles until he calmed down, amber eyes narrowed as he glared uselessly at the broad expanse of Sabretooths chest. A clawed finger forced his chin up until he looked up into a smirk,



"You think I'd give up the chance of having this piece of ass -" Creeds hand snaked down, roughly squeezing Kurts backside, "because of *him*?" The assasin snorted,



"God he smells good..." Wolverines growl reverberated through Kurts back, causing the blue man to shiver and push back as the tip of Logans nose skimmed up the back of his neck,



"CK for men" Kurt gasped out, clutching at Creed as Logan carried on his exploration of the teleporters neck with his mouth. Wolverine huffed a laugh as Creed chuckled,



"Wagners jokes get worse when he's hot" Creed smirked as Kurt looked up at him, lust filled eyes half lidded,



"Usually I vould have a quick vitted retort but - uhn" Kurt let his head drop forward, forehead presed to the crook of Sabretooths neck as Logan placed harmless bites against his sensative flesh, " - I can't think" Creed laughed wickedly at the lost little whisper, one hand slidding between them to tug insistantly at the hem of Kurts shirt. There was a cold breathless moment when Logan and Creed stepped away, drawing Kurts shirt up and off before Nightcrawler was once again pressed hard between two demanding, wanting predators,



"Wanna know a trick?" Creed growled, smirking as he looked at the Wolverine who was placing a million bites along Kurts shoulder. Logan looked up with a questioning expression, "Here" Creed tapped the delicate, sensative skin between Kurts shoulderblades making the smaller man in his arms shiver,



"Neun -" Kurt panted, having a hard enough time keeping his wits together as it was without -



"Trust us" Creed murmured softly. It was as the assassin leant down that Kurt realised Creed was all but holding him upright before he was kissed - his mouth plundered and ravished, lips swelling under the heavenly commanding assault and -



"Mein gott! Ach -" Kurt broke the kiss with a loud groan, his head falling back as he felt Logans lips press questiongly against the space between his shoulderblades,



"Told ya so" Creed grinned smugly as Kurt melted against him in a shivering blue puddle of want,



"Mmm" Logan grinned against the tender flesh beneath his mouth, his hands wrapped around Kurts hips as the blue man ground back against him. Creeds powerful hands skimmed down Kurts arms before lifting them, Nightcrawler instinctively wove his fingers into Creeds hair, moaning almost constantly as Logan explored the space between his shoulder with teeth, tongue and lips. Creed grunted in suprise as Kurts hips clashed against his own at the Wolverines powerful thrust. The assassin reached around Kurts writhing little form to grab Logans ass, pulling him tighter against Kurts back. The three groaned in sync,



"Stop it Creed or I'm gonna fuck him right now" Logan growled, eyes closed as he rested his forehead on Kurts trembling shoulder, his hips thrusting against Kurts ass in the little space available,



"Please, bitte, bitte, bitte" Kurt could hear himself begging, hear the breathlessness of his tone and he didn't *care*, too busy trying to decide whether to grind back against he hardness against his ass or forward into the identical hardness against his hip - he swiftly found he could do neither, pinned as he was between the pair. He summoned the strength to lean up, kissing Creed desperatly before letting his head fall back to rest on Logans bare shoulder, kissing and suckling at the suprisingly soft skin there on his neck, "bitte, anything mein liebe, bitte" He babbled mindlessly. One of Creeds hands rose - not, as Kurt had expected, to touch the blue man but to fist a hand in the back of Logans hair,



"C'mere runt" He growled, his voice almost soft,



"Fuck you" Logan retorted just as softly even as they drifted towards each other,



"Hopefully" Their mouths crashed together openly, moans and low growls mingling between them as their tongues dueled wetly, both of them fighting for dominance. Between them Kurt whimpered, there wasn't enough room between their bodies for him to erach a hand down to his unattended and achingly hard cock. He had no choice but to watch the fierce kiss and grind against the thigh that had somehow become insinuated between his legs -



"Oh my stars and garters!" The kiss froze as Logan and Creeds eyes opened before breaking slowly and the three turned to look at the doorway that Kurt had thoughtlessly left open. Hank McCoy stood frozen in the corridor just outside, one foot still raised as if he'd been walking and an invisible force had stopped him. Logan opened his mouth to speak but Creed - who had seen the new hunger in Kurts face as he looked at the kind Doctor - cut in,



"Well? Come in" He growled softly, careful to keep any trace of sarcasm or humour from his voice. Hank didn't move other than his eyes shifting to Logan who nodded and finally to Kurt,



"Bitte Beast" He breathed, running a hand down Logans arm as he teasingly licked at one of Creeds peaked nipples. Hank strode into the room silently, locking the door behind him before putting his books on the table,



"You're shakin" Logan commented quietly, his grip on Kurt and Creed relaxing a little. Before Hank could reply, Kurt had broken free of his tormentors and *pounced* at the Doctor, rolling them in mid air before they landed on the floor, Kurt beneath Hanks larger form. Nightcrawler grinned at the look of shock on Hanks face, wrapping his legs around Hanks waist and locking them at the ankles,



"You vouldn't believe how many people have pounced on me today" He explained, still grinning as he nuzzled at the silky soft fur on the doctors neck, one three fingered hand already working at the fastenings on Hanks trousers, "I thought it vas my turn" Kurt groaned, feeling a velvet covered hand run up the outside of his bare thigh, pausing to squeeze one firm butt cheek inquisitively before smoothing over the delicate curve of the small of his back,



"Is that a fact?" Hank breathed, seeking out Kurts mouth for a slow, lingering kiss. Where Creed was demanding and Logan was commanding, Hank kissed with a slow burning passion that turned Kurts bones to jelly and left him shivering. Behind them Logan watched open mouthed as the Doctor was rapidly stripped, an expanse of softly furred skin revealed, three fingered hands exploring every inch that was revealed,



"Fuck" He breathed softly, starting a little as a hand snaked over his hip, reaching round to grasp his cock and pump it slowly, almost teasingly, he looked over his shoulder a little as a firm body pressed against him. Creed licked the curve of his ear with a wicked grin, his free hand flattening against Logans hard muscled stomach, pulling him back a little until their bodies were pressed firmly together, Creeds cock nestling against the delectable curve that was the small of Logans back, leaving a slick trail of precum as Logan writhed in his arms,



"Beautiful ain't they?" Creed breathed as Kurt shifted and rolled the both of them over. Hank blinked as his glasses were torn away and thrown over Kurts shoulder, the teleporter sitting back over his pelvis, the both of them groaning as the heated slit off Kurts backside ground down into Hanks swelling erection, both of them shuddering. Hanks large hands trailed over the teleporters chest, tweaking sensitive nipples, the Doctor unable to bite back a groan as Kurt jerked against him,



"Looks like I'm not zer only von who is fuzzy" Kurt laughed breathlessly, leaning forward a little - biting his lower lip as Hanks cock caught the edge of his entrance enticingly - to run his hands over a soft furred chest, suprised at the firm muscles that lay beneath. He glanced back over his shoulder at the sound of a throaty moan. Logans eyes were closed, his head tilted back against Creeds shoulder, uncharictaristically exposing the colomn of his neck as Creed himself pumped Wolverine hard cock with slow, firm strokes, one hand flat against the Wolverines stomach drifted upwards, skimming soft, coarsely haired skin, two fingers sliding easily into Logans already open mouth. Kurt moaned in sympathy, his hips catching the slow, burning rhythm that Creed was using on Logan, the teleporters attention turned back to Hank when the Doctor groaned softly, large hands wrapping over the Nightcrawlers smooth hips, guiding the movement as much as he dared before his hands slid round, a finger slowly circling the tight pucker of Kurts ass. Nightcrawler fell forward at the unexpected jolt of pleasure, only just catching himself on his hands either side of Hank. Leaning down he kissed Hank desperately, suprised when his tongue was gently sucked into the Doctors mouth, encouraged to explore even as Hanks hand wrapped around Kurts aching cock, the soft velvetine fur sending frissions of pleasure through Kurts shivering limbs. The teleporter reached down, gently untangling Hanks hand from himself, "I von't last" He breathed softly agains the Doctors mouth, feeling rather than seeing Hank smile,



"It's nice to know some of my skills are of use" He laughed softly. Kurt opened his eyes to see the tender fire in Hanks eyes and kissed him briefly before the kisses moved down, exploring the soft fur of Hanks jaw, neck, chest, stomach - Kurt let his tongue dart out curiously when he located the Doctors belly button,



"You taste like Tvinkies" Kurt said suspiciously, shifting his legs between the Doctors. Hank blushed a little beneath his navy blue fur,



"I assure you - Oh! Fuck!" All three turned to look at the Doctor at the explitive, Kurt giggling against the softest fur he'd discovered yet, lips pressed to the tender flesh of Hanks inner thigh, trailing kisses upwards until he reached his goal. Hank growled, low in the back of his throat as his aching cock came to full hardness in Kurts cavernous, suckling mouth. Using his knuckles to gently massage Hanks thighs, Kurts head bobbed up and down the length of the cock in his mouth, his cheeks hollowed as he sucked, a tiny fronw of concentration on his face as his eyes fluttered closed at the delicate, trembling touch of the doctors hand on the back of his head,



"Open those pretty eyes of yours Wolverine" Creed whispered huskily into Logans ear, the hand on Logans cock tightening, "you won't wanna miss this" Logan did as he was told, unable to lift his head from Creeds shoulder, eyes widening as he saw what was happening. Hanks eyes were squeezed shut, little moans falling from his partly open mouth, one hand fisted in the rug as Kurts head bobbed up and down between his legs, his ass, round, perfect, tight ass, wriggling a little with the movement, "want it?" Creed asked, letting his fingers slide free from the Wolverines mouth, barely noticing the bite marks he'd left,



"Oh fuck yeah" Logan breathed, suddenly released and walking forward before he was aware of it. He knelt behind the Nightcrawler, catching hold of his hips in both hands. Kurt let out a muffled noise of shock as Logan pressed a firm bite to one firm ass cheek before soothing the mark gently with his tongue, exploring the gentle swell before slipping between them. Kurt released his mouthful for a moment with a hiss, burying his face in the warm, scented crook of Hanks hip, nipping at the tender flesh as Logans tongue explored his backside, slipping gently inside and wriggling. Hanks eyes opened with an effort, jerking a little at the feel of Kurts sharp teeth against him. His hand went to the base of his cock, squeezing tightly to stop himself from coming at the sight of Wolverine nestled quite happily in Nightcrawlers ass, Creed standing just behind him, cock in hand. Hanks trembling hand smoothed over one of Kurts shoulders, amazed at the warmth and softness of the flesh there. The Nightcrawler raised his head with a whine, eyes squeezed tightly shut as his hips rocked back pleadingly, mouth searching and finding Hanks hand, his tongue darting out to lap away the salty taste, to suckle at the delicate, elegant skin that he found there. Logan sat back suddenly, fingers groping for the lube - almost too impatient to use it - and coated himself thouroughly before slamming into Kurt in one hard movement. Kurt yelled as his entire world narrowed down to Logans cock in his ass, Logans hands on his hips - bruisingly hard and perfect - Logans grunts and growls as he thrust forward with more power, faster than anyone else had -



"Easy runt" Creed all but purred, kneeling behind Logan, powerful hands on the Wolverines hips forcing him to slow down, "don't want it to be over too quick" Kurt moaned deeply, one of his hands skimming up the inside of Hanks thigh as Logans thrusts - no less powerful - started to slow down a little. He lowered his head, taking Hank into his mouth once again and sucking with everything he'd got. Wolverine shuddered hard, barely controlling himself, thankful and pissed off at the same time for Creeds hands on his hips, the feel of Creeds rock hard cock pressing insistantly against his ass,



"Yeah" Logan breathed, leaning forward over Kurts writhing back, opening himself, offering himself to someone he considered his most hated enemy, "do it" He ordered. Creed growled a laugh, slicking his fingers as he watched Logan reach over Kurt to twist his hands into the soft fur of Hanks abdomen, straining forward, reaching up to tweak a nipple, making the doctor cry out hoarsely and his hips piston into Nightcrawlers mouth. Logans spine straightened of its own accord as Creed plunged two fingers into him, the pleasure/pain, push/stretch making his eyes roll back, his hips pistoning into Kurt rapidly until Creed pulled him back,



"Easy" He breathed softly into Logans ear, watching Hanks head toss from side to side as he tried to control himself, one of Kurts hands moving up to play with the doctors fuzzy balls, "open your eyes, runt, I've told you once" He growled dangerously, shivering at the moan he extracted adding a third finger,



"Now!" Logan ordered, opening his eyes to see himself disappearing into Kurts heavenly tight ass, "fuckinhellCreeddoitnowyoubastard" He growled through clenched teeth, teetering on the very edge of the abyss. Creed rammed into him with a low grunt and Logan was lost, head snapping back as he came hard into Nightcrawlers ass, his hips jack hammering as he rode the pleasure waves. Kurt whined around his mouthful, fingers tightening a little around Hanks balls and the doctor came with a short roar, his seed filling and over flowing the Nightcrawlers mouth. Three hard, powerful thrust into Logans ass caused the Wolverine to jerk into Kurts backside, Kurt releasing Hanks softening cock to scream into the soft fur of the Doctors inner thigh as he came, Creed close behind, powerful hands leaving dark bruises on Logans hips as -



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- in the still of the night four men sat up with breathless gasps in the afterwake of their pleasure. As shame, confusion, lingering arousal and disbelief. One man, a cripple and more powerful than anyone could fully comprehend, stared up at the dark of his ceiling and smiled at the emotions he could feel three floors up...Wolverine, Sabretooth, Beast, Nightcrawler...the crippled man smiled and rolled over with effort, they weren't stupid, he was sure they'd figure it out...in the end.



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A/N: - this chapter was written to the song 'animal I have become' by Three Days Grace, I highly recommend listening to it at some point in your life *grins* I forgot to mention in the last chapter that I *hated* it, with a vengance. Hated that last chapter it was pants, awkward and didn't sit right!