Captive Hearts

Title: Captive Hearts
Author: Karen
E-mail: kittenrescue@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Scott and Kitty
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I’d have Scott kick Jean to the curb in X2 and jump Kitty at the first opportunity.
Summary: Scott and Kitty are kidnapped by the Brotherhood.
Author’s notes: I've always felt that Magneto's strategy would be more psychological and sneaky than an all out brute-force attack. I mean, who does he have on his team that could seriously take on the X-Men, besides Sabretooth? Toad looks like he'd wet his pants at the first sign of any real threat and Mystique would be too busy *posing* to do any real damage. (Picking a model wasn't the best choice for that role - what's she gonna do *vogue* the enemy into submission.)



On what started out as a normal Thursday afternoon, Scott had reluctantly agreed to drive Kitty to the Westchester Mall to purchase a gift for Jean’s birthday. Scott had been conned into taking her, as her usual contingent of mall *accomplices* were not available. Well at least it was the quiet and sweet Kitty. It could’ve been worse, he could’ve been shanghaied into accompanying the ever-hyper-shouldn’t-be-allowed-to-ingest-anything-containing-sugar Jubilee. At least Kitty wasn’t irritating. Claiming she needed his opinion, Kitty must’ve dragged Scott into every girl-related store in the mall – everything from ‘Bath and Body Works’ to every single clothing and accessories store on both levels. And why did girls need so much accessorizing anyway? Why can’t they be more like guys? Scott thought – a pair of pants, a shirt, a pair of shoes – not even necessarily socks and sometimes not even underwear and they were good to go. Kitty finally found something she considered worthy enough for Jean and now he was stuck waiting outside the ladies room while she freshened up. Scott also couldn’t understand the female need to constantly primp. Finally, Kitty emerged, looking no different from when she first went in. Scott simply sighed and they were finally heading back to the car.

There were within mere feet of reaching the SUV, when they were attacked by Sabretooth and Toad. Magneto’s henchmen swiftly rendered the X-Men Leader and his student unconscious.

Scott awoke with a pounding headache to find himself in some type of cell. At least he was lying on a large bed and not the concrete floor. Kitty wasn’t in there with him and he immediately started to worry. What had Magneto done with the young girl? Kitty’s screams soon answered his question. Running to the front of the cell, Scott started yelling, hoping to catch someone’s attention. He also tried sending out a mental S.O.S signal hoping that the Professor or Jean would pick up on it and send help. Unknown to Scott, Magneto’s entire ‘lair’ was impenetrable to either the Professor’s telepathy or Cerebro. There would be no way for the X-Men to know their exact location and therefore, no rescue mission could be attempted.

Meanwhile, Kitty was in another part of the compound on the floor being manhandled by Sabretooth, who was running large, hairy paws all over the young girl he had pinned beneath him.

“I’m gonna have so much fun with you, girlie,” Sabretooth growled menacingly.

Kitty screamed even louder. Sabretooth made no attempts to shut her up as her screams just excited him even more. Kitty’s eyes were wide with terror as she saw his obvious enormous erection outlined against his pants. He had the front of her sweater unbuttoned and reaching under her short skirt, he slipped a clawed finger under the fabric of her panties and rubbed her obscenely.

“Nice pussy, Kitty,” Sabretooth teased, his breath a breeze on her face.

Kitty felt sick to her stomach as Sabretooth continued to violate her, one finger about to push inside her. Just then, Magneto walked into the room and brought a stop to the Neanderthal’s fun.

“Stop it, Creed. She’s not meant for you. You soil her and you’ll ruin my plan. Put her back in with Cyclops. NOW!” Magneto instructed.

“You never let me have any fun,” Creed retorted, as he stood up and dragged Kitty to a standing position.

“You can have her after she’s dead. She won’t put up a fight then.”

Sabretooth got a look on his face, like he’d never thought of it that way. Kitty got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach again, as she realized what Sabretooth was gonna do to her, no matter what. She struggled futilely in the large man’s powerful grip.

“If you attempt to escape by phasing, my dear, I will let my associate here gut your leader just enough for his death to be slow and extremely agonizing. Do you understand?” Magneto asked a still struggling Kitty.

“What do you want with us?” Kitty spat out.

“I can’t tell you that. I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise. I can tell you this much, though. Neither of you is getting out of here alive. How long you continue breathing depends entirely on my mood,” Magneto told her ominously.

Kitty just broke down and sobbed. She had no doubt that Magneto intended to make good on his threat to kill them.

“And tell Mr. Summers that even if he were to blast his way out of the ‘guest room’… we’re on an island. A very remote island. You’d both either drown or be some shark’s snack before you ever made it back to the mainland,” Magneto warned.

Sabretooth returned her to Scott’s cell, opening the door of bars just enough to toss her in. Kitty landed with a hard thud on the concrete floor and Scott was at her side in a split second, gathering her in his arms and trying to soothe her.

“You okay? Did he hurt you? Did he touch you?” Scott asked.

“I’m okay. Magneto stopped him before he did anything….. this time. Scott he’s gonna let him …..let him…..do things to me,” Kitty started to cry.

Scott hugged her tightly, trying unsuccessfully to calm her fears. He could imagine exactly what that crude man had in store for the young girl. Kitty curled up into a ball in Scott’s lap and continued crying as he stroked her hair. Scott picked her up and deposited her gently on the bed.

“Try and get some rest, Kitty,” He admonished her, looking down into her innocent, and he realized, beautiful face.

Kitty reached out and put her hand firmly on his arm.

“Don’t leave me. Please, Scott, stay right here,” she implored.

Scott sat down on the edge of the bed. Kitty reached out and pulled him down next to her. Spooning behind her, Scott pulled her in tight next to him. Kitty let out a small sigh and seemed to relax slightly. Scott, however, was anything but relaxed, as he found his body reacting to the close proximity of such an attractive young woman. Kitty felt the results of his reaction against her bottom and found herself smiling. Whoa, Mr. Always-In-Control suddenly wasn’t – that was a surprise.

“The Professor will find us and the team will come get us. It’ll be okay,” Scott tried to reassure her, as he unsuccessfully fought to regain control of his body.

“Scott he’s never gonna let us go. He’ll slaughter us before they’ll get a chance to get here,” Kitty responded.

Scott had a sinking feeling she was right, but didn’t want to upset her any further.

“We can’t give up, Kitty. We have to keep positive.”

Kitty turned around in Scott’s arms and looked up into his face with pleading eyes.

“Scott, I don’t wanna die a virgin only to have Sabretooth desecrate my body.”

“That won’t happen. Magneto will either negotiate our release with the Professor or the team will rescue us before it comes to that.”

“Magneto told me that we’re gonna die and I believe him.” Kitty was openly crying again.

Scott tried to comfort the stricken young woman, who clung to him tightly, doing nothing to help his body’s involuntary response to her. Embarrassed that he could be having improper thoughts about Kitty, especially at a time like this, Scott suggested they do something to take their minds off of anything morbid.

“Make love to me,” Kitty pleaded.

Not what he’d expected and about the last thing he needed for her to say, Scott stammered, “Kitty…..I…I……”

Kitty interrupted him by reaching up and kissing him gently on the lips.

“Please,” she pleaded again, more insistently.

Scott leaned down and captured her lips with his. Parting them with his tongue, he sunk it into the warm recesses of her mouth. He gently explored every corner, as she returned the kiss with desperation. Sliding one hand up her smooth leg and under the short skirt, he first cupped her delicate bottom and then moved his hand to the front. Running his fingers over the damp cotton material of her panties, Scott slipped two fingers under the soft fabric and caressed her mound. Kitty whimpered against his mouth, but didn’t stop his exploration. With gentleness, he stroked her outer lips and then her clit. Kitty squirmed and moaned again. With his other hand, Scott unbuttoned the pale pink sweater, revealing a delicate white bra with pale pink rosebuds. Shifting the material aside slightly, Scott leaned down and ran his tongue over the pink areola and little bud of a nipple. Drawing the nubbin into his mouth, he sucked on it tenderly. Kitty helped shrug the sweater off completely, reached behind her and unclasped the bra, pulling it off and tossing it aside. Scott then lavished both perfect breasts with equal attention. Then he pulled the little gray skirt off and reached for the band of her panties. Sliding them down her legs, he tossed them on the floor.

He then stood up and quickly divested himself of his shirt and once neatly pressed pants. Kitty let out a small giggle when she realized Scott hadn’t bothered with underwear. Scott was glad to hear her laugh. It meant she was distracted enough not to be thinking too much about the severity of their situation.

Crawling back onto the bed, he was soon above Kitty. Despite the fact that they probably wouldn’t live through the night, Scott didn’t want this one experience to be a bad one for Kitty. He started running his hands over her tiny frame, exploring with gentle caressing touches. Leaning down, he plied her with tender kisses as she moaned softly. Scott worked his way all over her body including the delicate hollow of her neck and the small swell of her breasts, lavishing her with soft butterfly kisses everywhere. He tried hard not to imagine what Jean would think of what he was doing.

Parting Kitty’s legs, Scott moved between them and prepared to finally consummate the act.

“Kitty, are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, wanting reassurance.

“Scott, I don’t want Sabretooth to be the first……to be the only one. Yes, I’m sure,” she responded.

Scott positioned himself at her entrance, already wet with desire and ready for him. Not worrying about birth control, he eased into her slowly. Kitty winced at the invasion and Scott almost stopped.

“I’m okay. Keep going,” she urged him, “I’ll be fine.”

At her barrier, he hesitated again for a moment, before pushing through. Kitty lifted off the bed as the sharp pain cut through her and then relaxed slightly as the pain began to subside. Scott pulled out just a little and then slowly eased back in again. Soon he established a slow, but gentle rhythm and Kitty began lifting up to meet his thrusts. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Scott moved deeper inside her, angling himself to rub against her clit. Kitty writhed beneath him as he caressed her body and licked at her neck. A quivering tingling sensation started in the pit of Kitty’s stomach and splintered out and she was soon experiencing her first real orgasm. She felt like she was going to shatter into a million pieces as she climaxed, crying his name. Scott gave two more thrusts and emptied himself into her with his own release. Still inside her, Scott gathered Kitty to him and she snuggled against his chest.

“Thank you,” she murmured against him.

Scott just kissed the top of her head, saying “You’re welcome” seemed inappropriate. He pulled out of her as he softened. Soon they both drifted off to sleep. Neither one had noticed the camera in the upper corner of the room, capturing every moment of their lovemaking.

The next morning, Scott awoke, startled that they have survived the night. Kitty was sleeping peacefully in the crook of his arm and he looked down at the no longer innocent young girl. Just then Kitty stirred and looked up at Scott with sleepy eyes.

“Good Morning,” he said softly.

Kitty responded by pulling his head down and kissing him full on the mouth. Scott reciprocated and they kissed hungrily. Soon they were making love again, with Kitty a lot more aggressive than she’d been the day before. Their lovemaking included Kitty boldly taking his cock into her mouth, sucking him until he came and then swallowing expertly. Then she had Scott lay on his back while she straddled him, impaling herself on him and riding him hard. Scott had just come for the third time, when suddenly Kitty morphed into Mystique! Pushing her off in horror, Scott backed away from the blue mutant.

“What the hell have you done with Kitty?” he screamed.

“Don’t worry, your little play toy will be back in a little while. I just wanted to have my share of the fun, Cyclops,” Mystique laughed, “You’re a hellava fuck, by the way.”

Scott suddenly had a sick thought. “Was it you last night, too?” he inquired.

“No, unfortunately, just this morning. It really was your little Miss Pryde you fucked last night,” Mystique answered, then pointed at the camera and added, “It was quite a show, too. Maybe you should be renamed the X-rated Men.”

“You’re a sick bitch,” Scott spat out as he quickly pulled on his pants.

“Yes, with an entertaining home porno to prove it,” she chuckled.

Mystique got up to leave the cell just as Toad tossed Kitty back in. The door slammed shut and Kitty ran into Scott’s arms. Scott decided not to tell Kitty about Mystique’s deception.

“Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?” Scott asked, running his hands over her to check her out.

“No, I’m fine. They just had me tied and gagged in a chair for the last couple of hours. I don’t even know why.”

Scott knew why, but wasn’t going to share that piece of information with her. Kitty started pressing moist kisses to the side of Scott’s neck and he realized the young girl wanted to make love again. Picking her up and carrying her over to the bed, Scott spent the rest of the morning trying to erase the memory of what he’d done with Mystique. Meanwhile, Mystique was watching the latest events taking place in the captive’s cell on a monitor.

“Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?” Magneto asked, as he entered the room and noticed what Mystique was so enthralled with, “The X-Men certainly are a good-looking bunch, aren’t they?”

“I’d rather be in there having him fuck *me*. Take her out and let me replace her again.”

“He’s not likely to fall for that one again. I’m afraid that you’ll just have to be satisfied with your one shot at him.”

“What are you going to do with them?”

“I’m going to release them back to Charles in a few days. What they’ve done while they’ve been our ‘guests’ will wreak more havoc on the X-Men team as a unit, than if I’d killed them. Conquer and divide, my pet.”

Mystique returned her attention to the small screen as she watched the pair make love.

Three days later, Scott and Kitty found themselves in front of Magneto.

“I do so hope you’ve enjoyed your stay with us. My associate, Mr. Creed will return you to where you were picked up.”

Scott looked puzzled. “You’re letting us go? Just like that?”

“I know what I’m doing,” Magneto began, “Oh, and a little *souvenir* of your visit.” With that, he threw a videotape in Scott’s direction. Reaching out and catching the tape, Scott knew immediately what it was.

“No, thanks,” he replied, tossing it back to Magneto.

“Well, fine then. I’ve already sent a copy over to your precious Jean by courier this morning. Maybe she’ll let you borrow her copy.”

Mystique let out a sinister snort and Scott felt his blood run cold. Jean would know what he and Kitty had done. It was too bad that Magneto hadn’t killed them before Jean had the chance.


Chapter two: Released

Summary: Scott and Kitty are released by Magneto and return home.

Scott and Kitty found themselves unceremoniously dumped in the parking lot of the mall from where they’d been kidnapped nearly two weeks earlier. As expected, the SUV was not where they’d left it, having either been towed away or retrieved by someone from the school. Scott started walking toward the entrance to the mall, presumably to a pay phone to get someone to come and pick them up, as the battery on his cell phone was long dead. It surprised Kitty when he walked right past the bank of phones and into the mall itself.

“Scott, aren’t you gonna call the school?” Kitty asked, completely perplexed.

“I need a cup of coffee,” he replied as he headed for the food court.

It suddenly dawned on Kitty that Scott was afraid to go back to the school, afraid to face Jean. Kitty trailed after Scott silently, not sure what to say.

At the Starbuck’s Scott turned to Kitty and asked, “What kinda coffee do you want?”

“I’ll have a large cappuccino with whipped cream, please.”

“Do you wanna muffin or a scone to go with it?” Scott asked.

Despite her stomach rumbling, Kitty knew she was too nervous to eat, so she just replied, “No, I’m fine. The peanuts on the flight were enough.”

Scott smiled at that and Kitty felt better that she’d been able to break the tension slightly.

They sat at one of the small tables sipping their coffees and Scott picked at a large blueberry muffin, doing more picking than actual eating.

Despite having clean clothes on, Scott still felt the need to replace the clothes they wore, so breaking the silence he told Kitty that they should buy new outfits while they were at the mall. Kitty just nodded in agreement. When they’d finished their coffee and Scott had given up on demolishing the muffin, they tossed the paper cups in the trash and headed further into the mall. Scott was walking ahead of Kitty and she had to almost sprint to catch up with his long strides. He was effectively ignoring her and the rejection stung her so much that she felt tears start to blur her vision.

“Where do you want to go to get…….” Scott said, finally turning to her and noticing how distraught she was.

“Kitty, what’s the matter?” he asked, the surprise and concern in his voice genuine.

At that, the tears could no longer be contained and ran down Kitty’s cheeks in tiny little rivers. Scott took two steps and closed the gap between them, gathered her in his arms and hugged her against him tightly.

“It’s okay, Kitty, it’s over. We’re safe now,” he said, completely oblivious to the real reason she was crying.

Kitty just sobbed against him, making his shirt wet as he tried to soothe her.

“I know you don’t want to go home because you’re ashamed of what happened,” Kitty finally managed to choke out.

Scott pulled away enough to be able to tip Kitty’s face toward his.

“Yes, I *am* nervous about facing Jean, but I’m not ashamed, Kitty,” Scott told her.

“Maybe we can intercept the courier and she never has to find out,” Kitty offered.

“Jean is a telepath and neither of us is strong enough to shield our thoughts from her. She’d find out eventually,” Scott said resignedly.

“Yes, but reading someone’s thoughts isn’t the same thing as seeing an actual video.”

Scott gave a small ‘hmmpf’ at that remark and replied, “I don’t know, Kitty, I think I’d be projecting some pretty vivid images.”

Kitty blushed hotly and said, “Oh.” Then just stared at her feet awkwardly.

“Look, we’ll go buy some new stuff and it’ll give us time to gather ourselves together before having to face the proverbial music, okay?”

Kitty looked up to Scott’s face and nodded in the affirmative. She knew they wouldn’t be able to delay the inevitable forever, but a small reprieve was probably in order. There would be a lot of questions to answer and neither of them was anxious to do that just yet. Another hour or so wouldn’t matter.

In Victoria’s Secret Scott surveyed the intimate apparel wondering what Kitty would look like in the teddies and various other lacey things and his mind drifted back to their lovemaking at Magneto’s. He made her blush when he picked out a black lace bra and matching thong, that earned him a conspiratorial wink from the saleslady, who convinced Scott to indulge his young lady in something from their latest fragrance line – Dream Angels. Scott added the perfume, shower gel and lotion to their purchase amidst Kitty’s weak protests.

A couple of hours later they found themselves back at the food court each in a new outfit and now contemplating what to have for lunch. They were sitting eating sandwiches from the café when a piercing scream loud enough to practically shatter glass caused them both to jerk in the direction of the source of the noise. It was Jubilee! Kitty groaned and put her head in her hand, while Scott just swallowed hard.

Jubilee sprinted across the food court in record time, screeching to a halt in front of the two missing people.

“Oh my God!” Jubilee yelled loud enough to attract the attention of the people at the next table.

“Hey, Jubes,” Kitty said simply.

“Hey, Jubes! That’s all you have to say? You two went MIA, AWOL, or whatever two weeks ago and you show up here just as casual as can be and all you have to say is ‘Hey, Jubes’? Excuse *me*, but where the fuck have you two been? I doubt it’s been here the whole time.”

“Great sale at Macy’s,” Kitty joked weakly.

“Oh ha ha,” Jubilee responded, crossing her arms over her chest, obviously waiting for a much better explanation.

“We were kidnapped by Magneto,” Scott said matter-of-factly. He wasn’t about to elaborate to Jubilee.

Noticing the bags at their feet, Jubilee asked, “So as soon as you escaped you decided to go on a shopping spree instead of heading straight home. Hmmm, what’s wrong with this picture?”

“I just wanted something clean to wear,” Kitty answered.

“Hello, closet full of clothes at home,” Jubilee directed at Kitty, “Not that I have anything against any excuse to go shopping, but really……..”

Scott cut her off, “JUBILEE!” he shouted, “It’s really not important, so just drop it!”

Jubilee looked contrite and actually shut up, which stunned Kitty. Scott gathered up the remnants of their lunch and stalking over to the trash receptacles, tossed the contents in agitatedly.

“Are you alone?” he practically barked at Jubilee.

Too stunned by Scott’s abruptness, Jubilee merely nodded in the affirmative.

“Did you drive yourself here?” Scott questioned.

Jubilee nodded ‘yes’ again.

“Give me the car keys,” Scott demanded, holding his hand out, ”I’m assuming you actually have keys and didn’t just hot wire one of the cars.”

Jubilee fished in her purse briefly and produced a key chain that she tossed at Scott. He reached out and capturing the key, turned it over in his hand and let out an exasperated sigh.

“I can’t believe anyone was dumb enough to let you behind the wheel of another car and the Jag at that.”

“Okay, so I didn’t exactly ask permission, but ‘Hot Topic’ was having this killer sale and……….”

“Uh, say no more,” Scott said holding his hand up in the ‘stop’ gesture, “Did you happen to loan yourself one of the Professor’s credit cards while you were helping yourself to the car key?”

“Look, Scott,” Jubilee offered, “I’ll make you a deal. You don’t tell the Prof that I liberated his American Express card and went for a joyride and in return I don’t tell anyone I found you two apparently reluctant to go home.”

“Deal,” Kitty said before Scott had a chance to consider the offer.


As they walked back to the car Jubilee grabbed a hold of Kitty’s shirt in an attempt to slow her down and let Scott get ahead of them, but Kitty just wrenched free of Jubilee’s grasp.

“Chica, ya wanna tell me the scoop?” Jubilee whispered.

“Jubilee, you spread gossip faster than a forest fire, why would I spill my guts to you?”

“Spill your guts? Wow, this must be good,” Jubilee said, her eyes growing huge and sparkling with excitement, “You weren’t really kidnapped by magnethead and his band of psychos, were you? I bet you two were just off somewhere for the past two weeks screwing each other’s brains out and you’re using this kidnap story as a cover, right?”

“Gee, you’ve got a vivid imagination, Jubes, you really should write a novel. What on earth made you come up with that one?” Kitty covered quickly and wondered if her friend wasn’t a latent telepath because she always seemed to be able to read her mind.

“Excuse me?” Jubilee said with mock indignation, “You’re the one who scribbles ‘Kathryn Summers’ all over the inside cover of her notebook. Believe me, it wasn’t that big of a stretch.”

{Oh, yeah – that. Guess I’m not that hard to *read*.} Kitty thought somewhat relieved that Jubilee didn’t have a mutation she’d forgotten to mention.

By this time they’d reached the car and the close quarters would negate any further discussion. Scott placed the bags containing their old clothes in the trunk, in effect hiding them Jubilee thought. When Kitty parked herself in the front seat next to Scott, Jubilee reluctantly opened the back door and climbed in, muttering something under her breath that, while Scott couldn’t quite make out exactly what she’d said, he was fairly sure it had four letters. They drove in uncomfortable silence back to the school, with Scott pausing slightly as they approached the gates. He turned to Kitty and gave her a small smile and patted her leg – a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by Jubilee, who was determined to get Kitty alone and get the whole sordid story from her, even if she had to threaten Lockheed, Kitty’s favorite stuffed animal.

When they’d pulled into the garage and gotten out of the car, Scott asked Jubilee if she wouldn’t mind going on ahead into the house, but not to say anything. As Jubilee reached the door of the hallway connecting the garage to the main house, she turned in time to see Scott lean down and tenderly kiss Kitty.