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One-Way Ticket On A Runaway Train	By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Marie Views: 16062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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One Month Later:
Racing each other up the long driveway after their morning roller-blade tour of the neighborhood, Scott and Kitty came sliding into the kitchen and almost collided with Jean.

"Take those damn things off in the house, you'll mar the wood floors!" Jean yelled at the giggling pair.

"Yah volt, mon commandant, ve vill obey," Scott said, giving her a 'Heil Hitler' salute, which Jean evidently didn't find amusing.

"Oh, grow up!" Jean snapped, "Or is that going to be impossible, now that you've apparently reverted back to your childhood?"

Kitty just stared down at her feet trying, without luck, to hide her embarrassment. Scott glanced at Kitty and noticing her mortification, felt the anger rise in him.

"Jean, just because you've forgotten how to have fun, doesn't mean you have to suck the life out of everyone else's attempts to have a good time."

"You can't bounce around here acting like a giddy teenager. You're the Leader of the X-Men, for God's sake, so you should act more dignified. I mean, really Scott, bike shorts? You're not eighteen anymore, in case you've forgotten," Jean huffed.

"No, but I'm not even thirty yet, either. Maybe when I hit my thirties, I'll be a real grown up........just like you," Scott snapped back, knowing how much Jean hated to be reminded she was already thirty-five.

Kitty had to cover her mouth to suppress a giggle, earning her a dark glare from the frosty redhead. Withering quickly under Jean's fierce scowl, Kitty made a hasty exit, mumbling an excuse about needing to take a shower.

"Did you have to be such a bitch? She's just a .........." Scott stopped himself.

"What were you going to say, Scott? She's just a kid? I was right about you. You have turned into a pedophile."

"We were skating around the neighborhood. There's nothing sexual about that. You have a sick mind, Jean."

"Oh, please, spare me. You're both wearing skin-tight bike shorts and you're in a tight muscle shirt and she's barely covered by a bikini top. If that doesn't scream 'look at me', I don't know what does."

That comment caused Scott to stop dead in his tracks. He'd never considered the outfits they wore while skating as 'statements' before. Had he missed something? Overlooked the subliminal messages they were sending each other? No, this was Kitty - his in-line skating teacher and Driver's Ed student. Ugh, there was that word again - student. Jean's constant references about him being a pedophile were still ringing in his ears, compounded by the fact that he did find Kitty attractive. When he caught himself looking at her the way a man looks at a woman, he tried to push those thoughts away, lest he prove Jean right.

"It's not like that, Jean, and even if it were, that's none of your goddamn business, anyway," he finally managed to spit out.

"Well, just for the record, the way you two are always hanging all over each other is downright embarrassing. She obviously has a crush on you, and you shouldn't encourage it."

"First you were against Logan and Rogue being together and now this? You're like the opposite of a dating service. Can't you find a new hobby?"

"This is the Charles Xavier School For Gifted Youngsters not Melrose Place. Some of you seem to have forgotten that. It's becoming more like a soap opera around here - 'Days of Our Mutant Lives'."

"Well, you certainly didn't have any complaints when we were together. So now you're no longer a contestant in Mutant High's version of the Dating Game, nobody can play?"

"Fine. Do whatever the hell you want, Scott. Shall I give you a roster of all the female students to make it more convenient for you to work your way through the entire school and while I'm at it, would you like it alphabetized or by age?"

"Gee, would you? I think I'd like to start with the youngest ones first. Well, those that have hit puberty anyway, 'cause I'm not really interested unless their tits have already grown in."

Scott grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and clenching it tightly in his hand, turned to leave. He was almost out of the kitchen when Jean decided to get in one final dig.

"Oh, Scott," Jean called out to him with a parting shot, "one more thing. When you fuck Kitty, be sure to wear a condom this time. Unless the plan *is* to replace the child that Logan will be playing daddy to."

Scott's only reply was to give Jean the finger.

~*~*~*

Scott was looking decidedly down in the mouth during Kitty's afternoon driving lesson. He'd stopped at the grocery store on his way back from his late morning workout at the Salem Center Fitness Club and allowed himself to be 'picked up', but now he anticipated the date with dread instead of enthusiasm.

"Whassa matter?" Kitty asked, concern etched on her face as she noticed the tense set of his jaw.

"I have this date tonight and I need to get out of it gracefully," he sighed woefully.

"Why?" Kitty inquired, genuinely curious.

"Just not in the mood to do the whole 'first date' bit tonight," Scott sighed.

"Where'd ya meet this one?" Kitty probed, having become Scott's unofficial 'date analyst', listening patiently, while trying to hide how much it pained her to hear about him and other women.

"At the grocery store. She was behind me in the 10-items or less line and we both realized we each had eleven items. So she put back her copy of Cosmo and I put back my pack of Lifesavers. Anyway, we both started laughing and 'cause the lady ahead of us needed a price check on something, we got to talking and the next thing I know, we'd arranged to go to that new Italian restaurant tonight."

"Sounds like fun. You should go," Kitty said, trying to sound encouraging.

"Why, so it can end as badly as all the others? As soon as they find out the glasses aren't a 'fashion statement', they make some polite excuse and change their phone number. I'm so tired of the whole, polite getting-to-know-you conversations of those first dates. I've repeated my 'first date' polite dialogue so much I'm actually starting to drone when I talk."

"Maybe this one will be different. You can't just give up."

"I'm not giving up completely. Just for tonight. I'm gonna call her and make some excuse," Scott said determinedly.

"Well, I don't think you should mope around here. It's not good for you, Scott."

"Okay, I won't mope. I'd still like to check out that Italian restaurant, though. It's no fun to eat alone, so why don't you go with me?"

"Okay. I guess. I love Italian. Sure, why not," Kitty replied, her heart soaring as Scott smiled broadly at her.

~*~*~*

Later than evening in the bathroom of Kitty and Jubilee's room ~
"Somebody's got a *hot* date," Jubilee said in a sing-song voice as she watched Kitty carefully applying make-up.

"It's not even a date, and certainly not a *hot* date," Kitty replied defensively.

"Then what do you call it?" Jubilee challenged.

"I call it two friends going out to dinner. That's all. You're reading way too much into this........as usual."

"Yeah, then why are you wearing the good undies?" Jubilee asked, indicating the matching lilac bra and panties Kitty was wearing.

"Oh gee, ya got me. I'm so totally busted. I'm planning to lure Scott off the mansion's grounds and to one of those motels up along the turnpike. You know, the ones that charge by the hour - with the 'themed' rooms. I'm thinking of requesting the 'jungle room', so we can play Tarzan and Jane."

"Then shouldn't you be wearing the leopard print set?" Jubilee asked, laughing.

"Oh ha ha, very funny. Unplug the curling iron, please."

"It just seems that you're going to an awful lot of trouble for this 'non-date'."

"I bum around here all the time in shorts and t-shirts. So what, if I want to dress up a little to eat at a nice restaurant?"

"I didn't think the fancy restaurants required women to wear push-up bras."

"Jubes!"

"Kitty!" Jubilee mocked back.

"It's not like that.......no matter what you think."

"You'd be so much more convincing, if you weren't standing there in a Wonderbra."

Kitty brushed past Jubilee, went out to their bedroom and slipped on the pale lilac silk sleeveless Vera Wang dress that was lying on the bed. As she smoothed the dress down, Jubilee let out a low wolf whistle.

"Hmmm, extremely short clingy dress that shows lots of bare legs, sweet little curves and a decent amount of pushed up cleavage.........noooo, you're not aiming to get someone's attention.........oh, no, definitely not."

"I'm leaving now, and you and your dirty thoughts can have the room all to yourself."

Jubilee reached into the drawer of her nightstand, picked up something and tossed it at Kitty.

"Here, for your 'non-date'.........just in case it accidentally turns into an actual date."

Kitty looked in horror at the condom Jubilee had thrown her.

"You're very amusing this evening."

"Thank you, I'll be here all week."

"We won't need a condom."

"Well, I know you're not on the pill, so unless you wanna take the risk of creating a half-brother or sister for Rogue's baby."

"Jubilation Lee! Get your mind out of the gutter. I told you, it's not gonna be that kind of evening."

"Yeah, then how come you're still hanging onto the condom?"

Kitty tossed it back to Jubilee, who pitched it right back to her. "Take it, Kitty. Give me peace of mind, okay?"

With a sigh, Kitty dropped the small foil packet into her purse. "Happy now?"

"Have fun," Jubilee called out as Kitty walked out.

Scott was standing in the foyer as Kitty came down the main staircase, trying to walk in her new Manolo Blahnik high heels that were already hurting her feet. Kitty caught her breath as she saw Scott standing there looking very dashing in a dark gray Armani suit.

"Wow! Looking pretty sharp," she informed him.

"Looking pretty good yourself," he replied, as he let out an appreciative whistle.

{God, she looks beautiful. Down, boy.}

Kitty stepped down onto the marble floor and did a slow twirl.

"You like?" she asked.

Scott grinned as he gave her an obvious once over sweep. Had Kitty been able to see his eyes, she would have noticed how they lingered on certain areas a tad longer than is customary when looking at just a friend. Luckily for Scott, his glasses afforded him the safety from discovery.

"Very much," he answered, offering her his arm, "Your chariot awaits, mademoiselle."

Looping her arm in his, they walked outside to the driveway where Scott politely opened the passenger door of the red Ferrari. Sliding into the driver's seat, he turned to Kitty and flashing her a bright smile, asked "Hungry?"

"Starved," Kitty replied, her stomach actually turning too much to be able to eat, but hoping she could fake it through dinner.

~*~*~*

At the restaurant they both ordered the Caesar salad, fettuccine alfredo and split the tiramsu for dessert. Scott told her all about his recent disastrous dating forays and Kitty listened intently, while feeling as if her guts were being shredded - slowly. If only Scott knew how difficult it was for her to continue smiling with a knife through her heart. The one thing that all of Scott's recent choices had in common, were that they were all women in their mid-to-late thirties. Apparently, Scott wouldn't think to look twice at someone Kitty's age, so Jubilee had been right with her cryptic comment about him working out that particular kink with Rogue.

Little did Kitty realize that Scott was deliberately avoiding younger women just to prove Jean wrong. That he was forcing himself to divert his attentions with women who were decidedly not his type, because he was afraid to explore what he really wanted. Kitty couldn't see his eyes beneath the tinted glasses or she would've known how he stared at her, taking in every curve and line, watching how the fork slid between perfect rosebud lips or the way her nose crinkled when her ice tea needed more sugar. She didn't know that when he playfully fed her the last of the tiramsu and saw a little crumb flecked in the corner of her mouth, that he wanted to lick it off, settling instead for wiping it away with his napkin. They walked back to the car hand-in-hand, deliberately slow.

Tempted to ask her if she wanted to *park* at Lookout Point and then deciding that really was too 'high school' for a twenty-seven year-old man, he reluctantly pointed the car in the direction of the mansion.

They pulled back into the garage and sat there in the car, continuing to talk, both seemingly reluctant for the evening to end.

"Well, it's really late and I should be getting to bed," Kitty finally sighed.

"Yeah, you're right. I had fun tonight, Kitty, but then I always have fun when I with you."

"That's me - fun Kitty," she said with a tinge of sadness in her voice. "Well, good night, Scott." And with that she leaned over, gave him a quick peck on the lips and then sprang out of the car and bolted for the house.

Stunned for a moment by the brazen move, but definitely intrigued, Scott leapt out of the car and chased after her. Catching up with her in the main foyer, Scott grabbed her by the arm and spun her around.

"What was that for?" he asked, as he released her arm. Could she feel the same way about him? Did she have a crush on him like Jean said?

"The kiss? I'm sorry. It was nothing. I didn't mean anything. Forget it happened," Kitty pleaded, hoping she hadn't ruined her friendship with him, with that one stupid gesture.

"Kitty what's happening here?"

"Scott, I'm so sorry. I just got carried away, that's all. It was starting to feel like a real date and I......."

"Kitty, I think somewhere along the way, it did turn into a real date."

"But I'm not your type. You've been going out with all those women Jean's age."

"That's only because of a snide comment Jean made to me about being a pedophile because of what happened with Rogue," Scott admitted.

Kitty gasped and covered her mouth, "She actually said that? Oh, my God, that's awful."

"So I only dated women older than me, to prove to her she was wrong, to prove to myself that I didn't lust after what Jean considered children. I felt guilty enough over what happened with Rogue, but Jean made me feel dirty and ashamed."

"Scott, one relationship with someone younger doesn't qualify you as a dirty old man."

"Yes, but when I first realized I was attracted to you, I thought maybe she was right, so I..........."

Kitty cut him off, "You're attracted to me?"

"It's part of the reason I spend so much time with you. I've just been too afraid to take it beyond friendship, all because of what Jean said. Damn her."

"So all those awful dates you've endured?"

"A cover. I kept hoping you'd take the hint every time I told you another horror story. That you'd say something coy like "Why don't we go out?" or something like that, so it wouldn't look like I was chasing after you. I was afraid to make the first move."

"You got brave enough to ask today."

"Well, that golden opportunity fell in my lap."

"I'm glad we went out tonight, Scott."

"So am I. What about the rest? Are you interested in taking this beyond friendship, Kitty?"

"Scott, how do you feel about Rogue?"

"Whoa, that one came out of left field. Why did you ask that?"

"I need to know if you still have residual feelings for Rogue?"

"Kitty, I'll be completely honest with you. When I went to Rogue's room the night we.........when we......" Scott faltered and then continued, "I didn't just screw her. It wasn't purely lust. I did have feelings for her then."

"But how do you feel about her now? What place does she hold in your life? In your heart?"

"She's the mother of my child and I care about her, but I'm not in love with her. We'll always have a special bond because of the baby and be a part of each other's lives, but that's all."

"Good, I just needed to know I wasn't a substitute for her."

"You could never be a substitute for anyone. You're very special, Kitty - all on your own merits. So how do you feel about me? "

"Scott Summers, I've had a crush on you forever. Does that answer your question?"

Scott responded by putting one hand on her waist and pulling her toward him, while the other hand went up to the back of her head as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Stunned for a second before finally reciprocating, Kitty opened her mouth just enough to brush her tongue against his lips. Scott pushed his own tongue out to lick at hers before thrusting past her teeth to explore the warm moistness of her mouth. The clung to each other as the kiss deepened, Scott's hands roaming her back and Kitty's firmly clasped around his neck. When they finally broke for air, they were both panting and Scott pressed his face into the side of Kitty's neck, inhaling the soft scent of her perfume.

"Scott.........." Kitty began to say, but Scott simply pressed his fingertips against her lips to quiet her.

"Shush," he whispered, as he swept her up into his arms and carried her up the staircase like Rhett Butler did with Scarlet O'Hara in "Gone With The Wind". Kitty put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulders as he walked them down the hall to his room. Standing outside, hesitating momentarily, Scott glanced down at the lithe creature in his arms and pressing a tender kiss to her soft lips asked, "Are you sure about this, Kitty? I don't want to rush you, to pressure you into doing anything you're not ready for? We can take this at whatever pace you want."

Kitty replied by cupping his face and touching her lips to his again.

"Scott, I'm positive about how I feel about you," she answered in a whisper against his lips.

~*~*~*

Once they were inside the room, Scott set her down on the floor, tossed the jacket of his suit over a chair and reached around to unzip Kitty's lilac dress. He peeled the dress off her shoulders as he brushed them with delicate kisses. Sliding the dress down her arms, he let it puddle on the floor. Smiling appreciatively at the sexy lilac colored lingerie, Scott lowered both straps of the bra and dusted her collarbone with feathery kisses, working lower until his lips were on the upper curves of her breasts. Reaching behind her, he unclasped the bra, pulling it off to finally reveal the creamy ivory mounds. Cupping them gently, he alternated kissing both of them all over, moving in lazy, purposeful circles closer to the areola of each one with every press of his mouth. Finally, opening his mouth over one, he licked at it softly before pulling the nipple into his mouth and sucking it gently. Kitty threw her head back and felt her legs start to give out as she surrendered to the exquisite sensations his mouth was causing. Scott looped an arm around her waist to bolster her.

He released his mouth from her breast and looked down at her with lust-filled eyes that met her passion-glazed ones as he unknotted his silk tie. Kitty undid the buttons of his crisp white shirt with shaky hands and parted the fabric, revealing the dusting of hair across his chest. Pulling the shirt out of his pants, she slid it off his shoulders and down his muscular arms. Scott then popped open the button and lowered the zipper of his dress slacks, allowing them to drop to the floor. The black briefs he was wearing barely contained his growing erection and he removed them swiftly. Kitty stared with wide eyes. Rogue wasn't exaggerating she thought happily.

Backing them up to the bed, Scott captured Kitty's mouth again in another searing kiss, as he deftly lowered them to the bed. Laying side-by-side they gently explored each other with seeking hands and inquisitive mouths. Kitty covered his torso with open-mouthed kisses and Scott tickled her breasts and stomach with feathery kisses. Dipping his tongue into her navel, and then kissing a trail lower, he reached the band of the silk lilac panties. Hooking his fingertips onto the edge of the soft fabric, he lowered them slowly, peeled them off and tossed them on the floor. Kissing her right inner thigh, he brushed his face lightly over her core as he switched his attention to the other thigh. Continuing to press hot kisses to the one thigh, while massaging the other with his fingertips, he eased her legs apart a little further. He eventually touched his mouth to taste her, as she moaned softly at the contact.

Running his tongue up and down her teasingly, Kitty lifted her hips slightly to press herself into him. He responded by licking at her clit, as she felt herself start to come apart.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," Kitty cried, as she felt the orgasm wash over her.

Scott then crawled up her body, buried his face in her neck and whispered sweet words of endearment against her throat. Kissing her passionately, he positioned himself between her legs, when they both suddenly had the same thought.

"We need a condom." They said simultaneously and then laughed softly.

Scott got off the bed to retrieve one from his wallet in his jacket pocket and Kitty fished the one out of her purse that Jubilee had insisted she take with her. They laughed as they realized they were each holding a little foil packet. Scott took the one from Kitty and placed it on the nightstand.

"We'll use that one second," he said mischievously, as he tore open the wrapper of his one with his teeth and sheathed himself quickly.

"Wow, is that a promise?" Kitty said with a giggle.

"And don't worry about being quiet. It's Logan and Rogue's turn to be kept awake," Scott said, indicating the room next door.

Kitty let out a low laugh as Scott settled himself between her legs. Resuming their foreplay, Scott made sure that Kitty was at peak arousal before attempting penetration. When he was certain she was ready, he guided himself to her entrance, lifted her hips a little and entered her slowly. He eased in a little at a time, allowing her time to adjust to him, as he plied her neck with hot kisses. Kitty wrapped her legs around his hips and pressing the heels of her feet into his butt, urged him in deeper. Pulling out ever so slightly and then pushing back in again, Scott set up a slow, pleasant rhythm as Kitty started to wriggle beneath him.

Realizing that he was already half-gone when they started, Scott held back, wanting Kitty to experience as much pleasure as possible before his own release. He continued thrusting smoothly as she writhed in his arms. They peppered each other with scorching kisses as they moved in perfect synchronization. The sensation of drowning engulfing them both as they moved together toward mutual release.

Kitty felt a heat flow through her body as if she'd flown too close to the sun, and she surrendered to the immense pleasure that rippled through her. The orgasm shattering her into a million fragments. Noticing that Kitty had finally peaked, Scott finally allowed himself his own release, as he exploded into her with a final thrust.

They collapsed against each other in a tangle of moist limbs, as the aftershocks rippled through them.

Gathering her to him, Scott whispered to Kitty, "You're perfect."

Kitty snuggled in closer and sighed contently. Scott thought about all the wasted time he'd spent trying to salvage his relationship with Jean, when he could've been so much happier with Kitty all along. Then he realized that fate or destiny was sometimes all about timing. They'd needed this time to build their relationship from friendship to this point, so it would never be just because it was safe and comfortable, like it had been with Jean or the one-night stand of two people who came together for all the wrong reasons, like it had been with Rogue. This relationship with Kitty would be different. They drifted off to sleep still wrapped around each other and when they woke up the next morning, they put the second condom to good use.
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