Moon Over Bayville | By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 3235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Moon Over Bayville
(NC-17)
Disclaimers: I own nothing.
If you recognize, people with money and lawyers have claim to it. The characters and names herein belong to
Marvel as does the setting. I make no
profit from this work of fan fiction. Further,
this work of fan fiction contains sexual situations between two consenting
parties and one of them just happens to be a bit…wolfie. If you get squicked by furries, anthro or
het sex, best go elsewhere.
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, Busiest
Woman Alive ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… More smut!
This fic is for ProForce because he won it in the One Hundred Words
Challenge on the Foreververse Yahoogroup.
*G * Sorry it took so long. And ProPhile, yours is on the way! Oh, the title comes from the movie Moon Over
Parador, which was a comedy. This
isn’t, lol.
“Don’t.”
Rahne
paused, closing her eyes in annoyance and embarrassment. “Jamie…”
“Just
don’t,” he said quietly. He stepped forward into the moonlight so she could see
him more clearly. “I like it.”
Rahne
frowned and stepped back. “Go to bed,
Jamie. I’ll see you in the
morning.” She reached for the robe she
had left in the solarium for after her midnight run only to find the chair
empty. She narrowed her gaze and
growled softly at her boyfriend.
“Rahne,
don’t.” Jamie moved closer, staying
between her and the door. The solarium
was lit only by the full moon overhead, casting everything in a silvery glow
and washing color from the room. He opened
his hands in pleading gesture. “This
was the only way I could think of to prove it to you, that I meant it.”
“Meant
what?” She stepped back again, bumping
into the low, glass topped table behind her.
Not quite willingly, her knees bent and she sat down on it, staring at
Jamie. “Why do you keep looking at me like that?”
He stopped
directly in front of her, so close their knees were touching. He reached out tentatively and paused just a
bare moment before touching the side of her lupine face. “Because you’re beautiful,” he replied
quietly.
Rahne felt
her jaw drop as she could do no more than stare at him for a long, silent
moment. “You’re daft, you know that?”
she finally asked facetiously.
Jamie
shrugged, smiling slightly, and bent to kiss her. He was not sure what to expect—part of him wondered if Kitty had
this same moment of panic the first time she had kissed Kurt, with his fangs
and fur and tail and pointed ears—but he quickly forgot that thought as Rahne
pulled away, slapping him. “Hey!”
She glared
at him as he cradled his cheek with one hand.
“This isn’t funny, Jamie,” she snarled, a canine growl coming through in
her voice.
“I was
trying to tell you…show you…” He vented
a harsh sigh and grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. “I don’t care.”
“What?” She recoiled slightly at the vehemence in
his tone. “What are you on about?”
“I love
you.” He dropped to his knees before
her, sliding his hands down her arms to circle her wrists. “I don’t want you to think that means just
when you’re Rahne Sinclair without the fur and fangs. Even when you’re like this,” he paused, the silence encompassing
her appearance as part wolf, part human female. “I love you,” he repeated emphatically.
She blinked
at him, her eyes taking on a strange sheen.
“You’re a bloody ponce, you are aware of that, aren’t you?” She made no other move to escape his
attentions, though.
Jamie
smiled a little more and leaned forward, pressing a kiss against her bare
stomach. He slid his hands from her
wrists to her sides, kissing her again just above her navel. He swallowed a spike of apprehension as her
fur tickled his nose—he had not really thought about how it would feel to kiss
someone with fur, just the fact he would be kissing Rahne. She felt the same but different, her muscles
somehow harder and her skin hotter than in her fully human form. Her breathing
was rapid but how much of that was from the run, he could not tell. He kissed her a third time, just below her
breast, and nearly jumped as she put her hand on the back of his head.
“Jamie, you
don’t have to do this,” she sighed, her voice different in this form than her
usual. “I get it.”
“No, you
don’t,” he protested, moving to sit beside her rather than kneel at her
feet.
Rahne
closed her eyes for a count of three, marshalling a coherent argument as to why
he should leave, but she never had the chance to make it. Jamie kissed her again, just below her jaw,
nipping her flesh sharply. She sucked
in a harsh breath, her fingers curving grip the edge of the table, trying to
keep from grabbing him. Even in human
form, her reactions to him were strong but when she was between, they were
nearly impossible to resist. She bit
her tongue to keep herself aware, pain taking the edge off of lust, as Jamie
kissed her throat, then her collarbones, tracing intricate patterns with his tongue
over her bare body. She could not
contain the muted growl that rose from her throat as his lips closed over her
turgid nipple. Rahne arched her back, pressing against his lips and tongue as
he drew on her, his hands sliding down her sides to come to rest on her hips.
She leaned back unconsciously, parting her thighs and hooking her ankles around
his legs as he shifted across her. It
was true, she thought, she had worried and thought that her in-between form was
something disgusting for him, something that would mark her apart from the
normalcy that seemed to be the hallmark of most of Jamie’s existence.n
sn
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> As his fingers traced the line of her
stomach to the cradle of her thighs, Rahne felt a little less doubt and more
acceptance, sighing as he found her already wet folds. She heard the growl rise in her throat and
could do nothing to stop it. It was as
much a part of her as the girl or the wolf and she winced as Jamie paused. “It’s okay,” she muttered, starting to
rise.
“Rahne, don’t.” He sighed.
He seemed to be saying that a lot lately. He kissed her throat again, pushing against her, only mildly
surprised when she let him press her back against the table. She looked up at him, silvered in the
moonlight and he paused. She was
breathing fast, her eyes reflecting him and the sky outside the solarium, He could feel her heart pounding through her
ribs and against his chest as he pressed against her. It felt like they were suspended for a moment, no one else on
earth, then she moved. She wrapped her
legs around his waist and arched her hips, her heat obvious even through his
clothes. His fingers fumbled with the
zipper on his pants even as she started pulling at them, trying to divest him
of clothing quickly. She growled softly
as he finally got them off, shoving them to the floor before moving to lay
against her again. She pulled him
tightly against her and it was his turn to groan softly. He could feel her heated center rubbing
against his length as he tried to regain some control over the situation,
something Rahne was making very difficult for him. She nipped his shoulder through his shirt, urging him onward,
grinding against him in her eagerness. Jamie
tensed slightly as she reached between them to guide him into her waiting sex,
the feeling of her silken heat grasping his arousal, internal muscles tight around
him. She grasped his shoulders and
pushed against him, begging silently for him to move within her.
She closed
her eyes and bit her tongue again, wondering if tomorrow, Jamie would feel
disgusted at doing this while she was not completely human in form, if he would
decide he had done something wrong or gross or just…insane. She nearly jumped when he murmured against
her ear, “Stop thinking that.” She
gasped as he pushed into her, his fingers flitting over the bud of her arousal,
sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
“I love you, even if you looked like this all the time.” He kissed her ear where it came to a point
and added, “Though you’d have to clean the shower drain yourself.”
She blinked,
then laughed out loud. “Daft git.”
“And I love
you, too,” he rejoined, slightly breathless.
The feeling
of him filling her, touching her everywhere he could reach and kissing her
fur-covered skin sent waves of heat to collect in the pit of her stomach. His lips on her breast and fingers at the
juncture of her thighs were too much for her hypersensitive state. She felt the end come long before she wanted
it to, her voice a strangled gasp, a burgeoning howl cut off before she could
give it breath, as she clutched Jamie to her tightly, her arms and legs like
living ropes binding flesh to flesh. Her
body shuddered and grasped, flooding with release and need.s"> She felt Jamie stiffen against her, the hot
spurt of his own climax filling her sex and seeping from their juncture. Still she did not let him go, even as he
softened within her. “Jamie,” she
panted after a long moment, the silver moon slipping inexorably towards the
tree line as she stared through the solarium walls, “You realize Logan’s going
to bust us for this? Not just the
smell,” which she knew clung to them like a second skin, “but we just got ass
prints all over the table.”
Jamiearedared at her a moment, then giggled. “Well…it
was a full moon out tonight…”
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