The Best LAID Plans

Author's note: here is the ;ast bit. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did


Kitty spent the three days following her visit to the forest in misery. She went to school and her eyes kept straying to the empty seat where Kurt usually sat. She went home, ate dinner, ran around the grounds and trained in the danger room. In between these activities, she was usually crying. She felt like a coward for running away, but she felt that her fears were justified. Kurt’s sleepily whispered confession had her at odds. He claimed to have loved her for some time but hadn’t expressed it, even after Kitty had broken up with Lance. She wondered how long he had felt that way, if he did, indeed love her.

The little insecure voice inside Kitty’s head told her that Kurt’s feelings would dissolve with the wane of his hormones. She couldn’t bear the thought of spending blissful days in his bed only to face cruel reality. She returned to the mansion from school and dumped her books in her room. She sat beside the window, preparing for a good sulk, when she saw a jeep pull through the gates and drive toward the garage. Kurt was the only person with a jeep at this time so Kitty did what she thought anyone would do in her situation. She jumped into her shorts and sneakers and fled. As she passed Jean’s room she stuck her head in the door.

“Jean, I’m going for a run in the woods, I’ll be back in about an hour.”

“Hey did you know-”

“Yeah, why do you think I’m running. I’m not ready yet.” Kitty turned and phased through the floor and down to the hallway where she sprinted for the back door. She passed the kitchen and Logan looked up as she ran past. He knew the elf was due back today, he figured Kitty’s hasty exit probably meant he’d arrived. He chuckled to himself and went to greet the blue teenager.

“Hiya doin,?” He asked as Kurt pulled into the garage. He lifted out the large knapsack from the back seat and ushered the young man into the house. “Sleep much?”

“Nein.” Kurt answered. Then, “Where is she?”

“I think she went for a run a little while ago. She’ll probably be back soon if you want to shower.” Kurt took his pack from Logan and walked to the laundry room. He thought it best to get his clothes cleaned as soon as possible. He dumped his stuff in his room and collapsed on his bed. He hadn’t had much real rest and knew he should take a nap. He lay still for about a minute before pulling on a clean sweatshirt and teleporting outside. He went looking for Kitty and started with the trails they usually ran together.

Kurt was nearly a quarter of the way down the path that led through the forest when he felt, rather than heard, the pounding of feet on the ground. He waited up in the branches of an oak tree until he caught sight of her through the leaves. He dropped down in front of her without a sound.

“Kitty.” He said, holding out his arms to catch her as she ran smack into him. She knocked him over and fell on her side. “Not the greeting I was hoping for.” He said, rubbing his elbow. “But I’ll take it.”

“Kurt.” Kitty said. “I, uh.” She thought about lying but her shoulders slumped instead. She couldn’t lie to him. “I saw you pull into the gates and I ran away like a chicken.” She blinked her big eyes at him. “I’m getting pretty good at running.”

“Ja, I noticed.” He said, moving fluidly to his feet and offering her a hand. She took it and he pulled her up, bringing her face up to within inches of his. “So are we going to be polite to each other now, Katzchen?” he asked softly.

“Is that what you want?”

“Nein.” He replied, tightening his fingers on hers. “I am feeling quite impolite right now.” His eyes seemed to glow with restrained anger and frustration. “I don’t know what I said to make you run from me, but I won’t have it.”

Kitty’s heart jumped in her chest. He’d been polite for years and now she wanted him to fight her on her decision to run. She wanted him to stand up and tell her that she was wrong for doubting him. “Logan filled me in on a few things, and I can see where you might think I was caught up in the moment.” He tilted her chin up with a blunt finger. “So I’ll tell you now when we’re both awake. I want you, Katzchen and I have no intention of letting you go. I don’t mind sharing most of my things, but not you.” She raised an eyebrow and he cut off her train of thought. “I you you are a feminist and you are your own woman, but I will not give you up. And I’m through waiting for you to see me.” He pulled her forward and kissed her soundly on the lips. "And I don't care if you don't love me back, yet."

Kitty wrapped her arms around Kurt’s waist and kissed him back. He backed her up a few steps and she felt the rough bark of a tree on her back. She moved her hands underneath his shirt and stroked his furry chest. She pressed herself against him eagerly but he broke the kiss and took her hand. He ‘ported them both back to the mansion and walked up the stairs, pulling her behind him. They walked to her room, since she didn’t have a roommate, and Kitty didn’t bother to open the door, she just phased them through. Once inside, she wrapped her arms around her companion and kissed him again.

Kurt was relieved to have Kitty in his arms, returning his ardor. He was afraid that without his pheremones, she wouldn’t be attracted to him. That did not appear to be the case here, though. He broke their kiss to pull his sweatshirt over his head. He walked forward and Kitty backed toward her bed.

“What gave you the idea that I didn’t see you?” She asked. “You were my best friend.”

“Were?” He asked, giving her nipples a tweak and making her giggle. “I’m not anymore?”

“You know what I mean.” She scolded. “How could you think I didn’t notice you?” Her eyes darkened with a mix of desire and concern. “You’re closer to me than anyone.”

“You didn’t see me as a man, Katzchen, only as a friend.” He moved his hips up and she was unable to avoid the proof that he was definitely a man.

“I saw you as a man, Kurt. I saw you as the kind of man to measure other men against. I just never thought that we would be together.” She gestured to their clinging limbs. “Like this. But not because I didn’t want you. I didn’t think anything could be better than what we had. I mean, I don’t have the best relationship track record.” She rolled her eyes, “First the disaster with Lance, then my brief…thing…with that damned Russian.” She stopped, his hands froze on her skin.

“What thing?” He asked. She bit her lip guiltily. “Pryde.” He said warningly. “Are you talking about Colossus? And when exactly did you have a thing with him?” Kitty looked a little uncomfortable. “Katzchen, when were you seeing the Russian?”

“Kurt, as my newly appointed lover, I'm making a new rule. No talking about our ex-boyfriends or girlfriends while we’re making love.” He backed up and leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

"That's it, no lovin' for you." He looked quite stubborn. Kitty raised an eyebrow that he was smart enough to take for a warning.

"Kurt, I was thoroughly ravished by you on the floor of a fishing cabin while you were under the impression that I was experienced in the whole nookie department." She crossed her arms at her waist and pulled her shirt over her head. Then she slipped out of her bra and stood with her hands on her hips, staring at him. His gaze lowered involuntarily. "Eyes up here!" She snapped pointing to her own eyes. "I've known you long enough to know when you're looking me in the eye and when you're not. And you were the one who wanted to have this discussion." He looked back up to her with some difficulty since she'd started stroking her fingers over her own breasts.

"Ja, continue."

"Now that you have found out that I have had no previous lovers, you're worried about the guys I didn't sleep with in the past?" She looked incredulous and reached for his sweatshirt. She phased it and yanked it from his body, a very handy trick she'd learned. "I know you respect the privacy of your past affairs, so I'll ask you to do the same for me." She reached forward but he held up a hand.

"I'll get it." He said, stepping out of his shorts. "You don't take chances with some areas." Kitty phased out of the rest of her own clothes and stood, naked, in front of Kurt. His body was responding to the sight of her.

"You men and your egos." She said, dropping to her knees and crawling over to him. He flattened his back against the door when she reached him. She began to play with his thickening shaft. "Just be glad that I have some experience and trust that I'm not completely inept." She sucked him into her mouth and his tail thumped against the door. She reached out and grabbed it with one hand and used the tip to stroke against her nipples, humming with pleasure when it started to twitch nervously on its own. She was definitely not inept. He decided that although it was exciting to see her under hormonal influence, he liked it better when she was in control of herself.

"I don't think you're inept liebling." He whispered. "Not at all." Her mouth was doing crazy things to him and he forgot all about the possibility of another man touching her. She was his now and he would make certain that no other man touched her from now on. He was hard and throbbing when his tail took the initiative and slithered around her wrist, pulling her to her feet in front of him. She smiled at him and took hold of his shoulders, pushing him to the floor. When he was lying on his back she straddled his hips and ran her nails through his short fur.

"God how I love the way you feel, Fuzzy." She said, positioning herself over him. She sank down onto him, feeling herself stretching around his shaft. Kurt groaned with the sensation of being engulfed in a warm, soft, tight glove. He grasped her hips and guided her up and down until she found a rhythm she liked and began to ride him like a derby racer. He arched up underneath her, trying to thrust as deeply as possible. He moved his tail to the front of her and used it to stimulate her clitoris. She arched her back and called his name softly. Kurt sat up and grabbed her buttocks, pushing and pulling her up and down on his stiff penis.
Kitty wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight as they moved together. Kurt buried his face against her breasts and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He ground his pelvis upward as hard and fast as possible and Kitty was swiveling her hips in a circle, rubbing her clitoris against him and trying to get as deep penetration as possible. Kurt covered her mouth with his when she began to spasm around him and he swallowed her cries of pleasure. He jerked into her a few more times and climaxed, feeling his seed spill out of him. Kitty panted against his neck and he kissed her ear. "Last question before I pass out." She managed to gasp as she untangled their sweaty limbs. "What makes you think I don't love you back?" She smiled at his startled and pleased expression. Then she bent down for another kiss.