Creed's Firecracker | By : Polymer Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 4069 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Reclaiming Jubilee
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Events of their meeting swirled through Creed's mind and Jubilee. The sounds of her sniffling jerked him into the present. Anger burned inside of him along with the protectiveness. Dammit, what was wrong with him? She was a frail, and she wasn't old enough, was she? Yet the idea that someone had gotten to her before he did… or almost did was driving him insane. Thanks to those stupid shits, she would be forever gunshy so when he DID want to…
"Shit, I gotta do something…" Creed mumbled, releasing her.
She curled up, hugging herself. "We're dead, we're dead…"
"Kid I hate to tell ya this, but they're gonna expect some action since I busted in on business…" Creed mumbled.
"I know… god I know… they think I'm your whore right," Jubilee shivered as Creed rubbed her shoulders to warm her. "
"I know it ain't the Ritz, Jujubes, and I ain't yer favorite, but we gotta make it look good…" he said.
"Don't touch me… oh god…" she groaned, flinching from his touch.
"I ain't gonna hurt ya, Jujube," Victor growled lightly. "Ya know I can't afford to knock off a little tiger n' training…"
"Very funny… NOT!" she sniffled, and buried her head in his chest.
"Aww hell…" he snarled in frustration, feeling her tears soaking his shirt.
"Why should I trust you…" she whispered.
"Fer starters, the runt would have my guts for good if I harmed a hair on yer head. Nah, I'm not gonna let 'em get their hands on ya… promise…"
"They didn't… almost…" she shivered. "Oh god I'll never be able to… they just…"
"Ya didn't deserve this," he muttered. "Didn't expect this t' happen. For what it's worth, I'm sorry…"
"No offense, Vic… but that sounds really funny coming from you," she said.
"I know, right. Life's funny dat way," Creed mumbled, sitting next to her on the bed. He reached over and poured a glass of water, sniffing it lightly. Convinced there was no toxin or drug, he held the glass to her lips. Teeth chattered against the rim, and she sipped it haltingly. Sniffing her blood he licked the scrapes on her face lightly with a sandpapery tongue.
"Shit…" she sniffled, realizing it felt like a large pussycat licking her lightly. He tasted the iron taint and licked his lips, then nosed into her hair, purring deeply.
"Victor… please don't…" she sniffled. "I can't get the feeling of his hands off me… I'll never…"
"Dat's it. You want my help kid?" asked Creed gently as he slid his arm around her shoulders.
"What could you do that would possibly…" she trailed off.
"Maybe if ya didn't think of me like a man… ya were okay as long as ya thought I was some kinda pet or something," he mumbled. "As I remember ya said ya liked pussy cats… esp over grown ones…"
"That sounds INCREDIBLY Fucked up but sweet now," she shivered.
"Close yer eyes," he whispered. "They only see ya as a piece o' meet. A frail. And they're gonna probably try an bump ME off too, so we're both stuck. But we ain't gotta settle for it, see… cause I got a plan. But the only way for us to get outta this an' help save the runts behind is for you to play along. I know ya wanna stick a knife in me, but…"
"Oh god no," Jubilee whispered. "If there's one chance in a hundred you could… erase what they did… I'd take it…"
"I promise ya pup, you're not gonna remember his slimy hands when I'm done with ya," Creed whispered. She felt his touch. Gentle and she shivered in fear as he kissed her forehead and then her ear softly. Lapping lightly with his sandpapery tongue he laved strokes over the cuts that stung. She felt the scraping massage of Victor's tongue gliding over her bruised cheek, and the purring in his chest when his furry cheek rubbed against her bare skin.
She lay down, whimpering as Creed arched over her, and gently unfastened her shoes. He cupped her face in his massive hand, and she saw him remove his sunglasses. Squeezing her eyes shut, she kept her legs tightly together and prayed she would wake up from this nightmare. A soft caress from his clawed hand brushed her hair from her face, and she felt him pull back the blankets and pull them up around her.
"Keep yer eyes shut if ya want… forget I'm a man and just pretend I'm a big furry sometin' or other…" he whispered. She felt lips touch hers, and shivered in fear, revulsion.
"Please, don't hurt me…" she begged. "Victor…"
"I won't pup. Relax… cause it's me, ol' Vic touching ya. Not that slime. And he's gonna pay for what he tried t' do to ya…" Creed rumbled in her ear. She felt his body weight shifting the bed as he curled up next to her, and leaned over to cup her chin. Over her lips his tongue flickered, and memories of her pet tabby crossed her mind. That little kitty who she remembered her Aunt hope had given her. Rolling over and bumping her fuzzy chin under her hand. Victor grabbed her wrist and bumped his head under it, and slid his cheek back and forth so her fingers brushed over what felt like fur.
"How's dat… don't feel very human does it now?" he rumbled, far deeper than any kitty cat, but more like a tiger growing at the zoo.
"Mmmm…" she shivered and petted his face then the cascade of golden hair. She pulled the ponytail holder out and he chuckled at the scratching nails dragging his scalp.
"Mmm yerself… go ahead n scratch… I love it…" he purred. Seeing the fear vanish, he smelled the instinctive arousal of her young body. His lips watered and he wanted to claim hers with his. His lips were large, but his kiss was surprisingly gentle. Jubilee shivered convulsively as he caressed her body with large clawed hands.
Her lips parted, and she was scared of his kiss. But his tongue lightly teased at her mouth, and his body arched over hers, and lay alongside as he drew her into his arms. She shivered against his massive chest, crying as he rubbed her back, and pulled her alongside him. For a time she cried, and Creed continued with soft kisses on her lips, making them more chase as he kissed her shoulder and rubbed her back.
"Gotta get rid of some of these clothes. Why doncha put this on, and get that rag offa ya while I do that…" Creed rumbled. She saw the oversize T-shirt that he held out, and held it to her, shaking as he turned from her and walked over and turned his back away.
She saw him reaching down to take off his boots, and unbutton his shirt. A marvelous shot of his powerfully muscular back met her gaze as she tore off the dress and pulled on the shirt quickly. Each muscle was covered in a fine sheen of gold body hair, as abundant as Logan's dark hair was. She could pretend he was nothing more than a beast, and it made things easier to handle.
Throwing the dress to the floor she spat on it, and tore off the stockings and other cheap trappings. A clean pair of underpants was passed to her, and she slid under the covers by the time he called her name. "Ya decent Jujube?"
"Yeah," she muttered as he turned. He fastened his hair into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, and turned to her. His eyes were that fiery blue, but they were softer, more like those of a cat that you could scratch under the chin. He sat down on the bed, and she saw he had removed all but his pants. Jubilee lay back, hugging her body as he slid under the covers, and cuddled up to her. Soft fur caressed her skin, his purring rumbling against her.
"Relax, I ain't gonna hurt ya… all ya havta do is kiss me, and fondle me a little. Nothin' else…"
"I'm scared to death. I don't wanna die…" she whispered, petting his body fur.
"You won't, sweetie baby," he muttered as he lay down, and pulled her towards him. Jubilee felt his lips touch hers, and his arms pull her protectively close.
Taking a deep breath, she slid her hands into his blonde curls and moved her lips over his. Tears flowed down her cheeks and he kept his mouth closed, letting her just give him tentative kisses that were chaste and nothing close to sensual. He was lying down and letting her come to him, kissing her with soft lip touches as she shakily touched his hair and his bare chest. In a strange way with the lights dimmed, she could almost think he was Logan. Why had he saved her life?
"Won't hurt ya Jujube," he growled softly and she kissed him halfheartedly, seeing the red gleam of the camera. Whimpering she lay there, crying into his shoulder as he rubbed her back, and avoided touching her breasts or any other private area.
"How's dat feel, pup?" he snarled lightly.
"Mmm… nice…" she answered. As she felt his body warmth and his fingers massaging her back, she had to admit he was doing anything BUT making out. The kisses were soft, and amazingly tender. Victor wasn't a bad kisser, for his lip touches were just the right sort that made her relax, and fool herself into thinking that she could stand this. She kissed him back, and felt his tongue gently tease her lips.
"Hey, dat ain't a bad kiss. Yer learning quick, but I got a few more pointers that'd make it better," he mumbled.
"I don't want to be bitten… I saw your metal mouth," she whispered.
"Won't bite ya," he mumbled as he thrust his tongue into her mouth and wrapped it around hers gently. She lay across his chest, with her legs to the side as he deepened the kiss, and massaged her tight back. Her hands rubbed his chest, and she felt herself fall into the kiss because it was so different from the groping filth of Shaw and the other men.
"This… isn't so bad," she whispered, sighing with relief.
"Told ya… now I'm gonna touch ya a little. Don't be scared… cause it's just me…da big sabretoothed tiger," he whispered and softly cupped a breast. She froze in fear, and he pulled her hand to his. "Show me how ya like to be touched."
She did, and relaxed as he caressed her body carefully, his long nails dragging lightly over her skin. She lay against him, burying her head in his shoulder as he kissed the hollow of her neck, and shifted so they were laying side to side.
"Am I supposed to… like do it with you?" she asked, terrified.
"They're gonna expect it…Jube," he muttered. "Only way outta dis cage is STRAIGHT thru it."
"I can't… I… I mean I always wanted to know what it was like but… NOW?"
"Yer a virgin, I know," he said.
"Can you smell it or something like that?" she asked, choking.
"Nah, I just can tell. This is just really freaking perfect. They wanna take it away from ya… they broke ya or tried to like some animal…"
"I'm so scared… god I want to scream and tear their eyes out but I can't…' she whispered. "I didn't want it to happen like this… Victor I’m so mad I wanna tear them apart but I feel so helpless… and you're trying so hard and I’m just being stupid…"
"I know I ain't the one you wanted to give it to… but it's sure as shit better for me to show ya what it's like fer a man ta be with a woman and like it, than to give it to them… right?"
"Yeah I guess…" she sniffled.
"I know ya wanted the runt to have it…"
"How did you…" she asked, and his talon on her lips silenced her words.
"I ain't stupid, girly pie. I know yer sweet on him. And that ain't anything sick or nuttin."
"God I so like wanna jump his bones," she confessed. There, it had been said. To a stranger who had become an unofficial partner in several capers? Granted he had his own code of honor, however dubious, but he was still the one who saved her.
"I'm gonna tell ya a little secret, Jujube…" Creed whispered, nibbling lightly on her ear. But his lips were overtop of his teeth and she felt his tongue instead, hot and sandpapery like a cat's tongue. A rumbling in his chest continued to sound like an oversized pussycat, and she found her fingers tracing through hair. Against her body she imagined the tiger's fur, so rich and powerful.
"What?" she asked as he pulled her into another kiss and wrapped her protectively in his arms.
"The runt an me, we're related like," Creed whispered. "He's a relative o' mine…"
"You're crazy," she laughed awkwardly as she got used to him touching her lightly and pulled her hands to touch him.
"I'm serious pup. He an me is related. Don't EVER let dis outta da room, but he's some long lost cousin or brudder or sometin… So's in a way me doing you is like you doin' him…" he muttered.
"Imagine that… and you wanna kill him…"
"Damn right. Cause ya had da jones on HIM, not me…" he mumbled.
"You and your goddamn left handed compliments… don't know if I wanna kill ya or kiss ya…"
"Do both an it's just as big a turn on," he half laughed, half snarled, nibblign on her ear.
"You are just like some puddy tat," she mumbled.
"And ta tink dose idiots called me a dog," he laughed.
"Dog? Oh plueez!" she groaned.
***
Her breasts ached for the sandpapery tongue. Then he pulled her hand down to touch the stiffness that poked her hip as they rolled over. She flinched, feelign the velvety softness casing rock hardness. She whimpered, "Is this the only way?"
"Fraid so Jube," he mumbled. "I'll take it slow like… cause I know it's gonna hurt like hell…an I got the parachutes in my pocket…"
"God," she shivered as he covered her lips with his large ones, and hot breath surged through their mouths. Jubilee was getting the hang of the slow kisses, and tasted the whisky and something like nicotine along with the rest. "Relax… I'm not gonna hurt ya," he whispered. "Much."
"You're like… frigging ginormous… how are you … no it's stupid…" she whispered, stroking her hand over his shaft, to show him that she wasn't going to back down.
"Pretty smart question kid. Ain't nutin wrong with asking it," he mumbled. "IF that makes ya more relaxed then keep chattering away…"
"How are we gonna do it… I mean you're like six foot nine or something, and I'm just shy of five… and you're like pretty well endowed in the family jewels department," she murmured. He guided her hand and she felt the extent of his desire. She was shaking as he gave her another soft kiss, and caressed her cheek sensually. Another kiss down her arm and he took her fingers in his lips, sucking on them without biting her with those adamantium jaws. Jubilee felt him set her on his hips, and Victor sat up in bed, bracing his back to the headboard.
"You on top," he said quickly. "Sit on my lap like, pup, and let ol' Vic take the lead… just like touch me here…"
His taloned finger found her sweet spot, rubbing it lightly. Jubilee bit her lips as he grew to readiness, and she shivered. "I can make it easier for ya kid… are ya willin' to let me touch ya a bit more… adult like?"
"You mean…"
"Lay down and let me get to work…" Victor whispered as he caressed her gently. "Think of the runt if ya have to… cause dis cat's gonna work ya good."
Victor's hand gently slid up and down her clitoris, and she yelped in fear as he lightly tickled her. She gasped as they rolled over and he trapped her gently, kissing her again with his lips taking hers more firmly. Jubilee moaned through it, relaxing as he put more gentleness into it, caressing her breasts and then down her hips. Slowly he slid his hand between her legs and lightly massaged. She yelped and clenched around him, and he rumbled in her ears.
"You're getting really badass with dose kisses sweet stuff," he mumbled as he released her lips. "You okay?"
"I think…" Jubilee whispered.
"Just gonna keep touching ya down there. Gotta get ya wet, ready for me…" he whispered as he took her hand. "Show me how you like it… cause I know ya must have some clue…"
"You actually know we do…"
"Frails always like to know what gets 'em off," he said. Not insulting but simply matter of fact.
She shyly showed him, and he nodded, letting her put his hand there and show her that he wasn't going to tear her to shreds. That rumbling growl in his throat reminded her so much of Wolvie, she could pretend he was in bed with her, and not his mortal enemy. He lay back and she lay against him as she felt him rubbing and caressing and kissing her breasts lightly. He teased her with his breath on her skin, and she started to feel his fingers working their magic.
"Oh god… wow," she murmured as he finished.
"That better, girly pie?" he asked.
"Yeah… it isn't so bad," she panted as he guided her hand to him again. His nose buried into her hair and inhaled her scent and he kissed her back as he pulled her towards him. Still wearing his pants, he rolled over, and handed her a wrapped square.
"Roll it out like a glove, kid," he whispered and she shyly did so, feeling his hands guide her. He reached toward her and slid his wet fingers along himself, and then reached up to her.
"Sit in ol' Vic's lap, kid… easy now…" he urged as he held her up, with his hands on her hips. She winced as he slowly lowered her, and grunted with effort as he held her there. Instead of thrusting into her, he ran himself lightly between her legs, and she yelped in surprise at the sensation.
"What the…ooohhhh…. Hmmm…." Jubilee asked as she felt the long hard shaft moving through the furrow of her legs.
"Feel okay? Cause ya sure are doin' it fer me…" he asked as she felt the intimate contact and gasped in fear and felt her heart pounding.
"I…ohhhh my god… mmmmmmm!" she got out as he gave her a soft kiss, and then set her down.
"Lemmie know when yer ready…" he urged. She nodded as she bit her lip, and slowly swung her legs around him. He held her up off him with one hand, and slowly pulled her down as he guided himself into her.
"Oh god," she gasped, biting her lip as he tugged her down. The tip of his length was prodding, unquestionably sizeable and she could already guess it was going to be something she'd not soon forget.
"Relax… kid… relax," he urged as she felt the push that seemed to spit her apart. Her body was too young but she couldn't help but feel some hunger being satisfied as he nudged in, inch by inch.
"Ohh damn… urggh…. owwch… Vic… it hurts…" she whispered. "Ack…owww…"
"Hate to tell ya, but it'd work better if I was on top… rrrrrrgrrrh," he mumbled, snorting for self-control. "But I won't crush ya, I promise…. Mmmmmmmm…."
Jubilee lay on her back, and he pulled out. He blocked the view of the camera, and she felt his arms brace him up. Sliding her thighs apart, he pulled her hips to rest on his knees, and then pulled her towards him. Achingly slow he pushed in, and Jubilee whimpered with fear and anticipation.
"Vic… oh god Vic… I…I'm never gonna be able to…" she groaned.
"Nah, yer doing great. I'm almost in," he urged, shifting his hips. She felt like she was going to die, and wondered if it would ever stop. Then Victor was guiding her hips up so her legs were against his chest and rubbing her belly as he thrust gently.
"Uhhh…oohhhhh…" she groaned.
"Shh, easy… gonna go slow…" he urged as he moved slowly back and forth. Jubilee felt his movement, and his fingers sliding to touch her where he had before. It felt strangely good, and she relaxed as he caressed her hips and remained still. Another slow thrust and he pushed through to the other side and was inside her body.
"Vic…. Ackkk…..Hmmm that's… ohhhh Victrrrr…." she moaned as he thrust slowly and growled deeply.
"Ya feel good kid… pretty damn good…" he urged as he rocked against her.
"Ohhh whoa… that… mmm…" she groaned, and realized the pain was slowly fading into something else.
"How's that… that good for ya?"
"I… ohgodthatfeelssogoodImgonnacomlikenow," she gasped as he stimulated her womanhood and rocked in and out. She shivered as the silvery energy split over her, and then he pulled her into his lap, rocking more and more.
"Yeah that's it, yer taking me in fine… don't let up… lemmie show ya it ain't so bad…" Victor said with a grunt as he kissed her cheeks. He dragged his claws lightly over her nipples and she yelped as she moved with him.
"Like thissssss…" she whimpered.
"Yeah like THAT… dat's the stuffrrrrgggggh… right THERErrrrrr…" he grunted, and she heard herself moaning as she fell into the movement on his lap. He pulled her legs to balance as he pushed her lightly down, and she felt the different angle as Creed moved more quickly.
"Go ahead an' scream… nobody's gonna do nothin' to hurt ya now," Creed urged. She shuddered as he worked her with his hands and manhood to something that she was sure was an orgasm. It slammed into her and she was whimpering and shivering on him as he stopped and rode it out.
"Oh god Vic… ohgodohgodi'm gonnalikedieitfeelsogoddamnGOOD!," she yelped and he laughed as he kissed and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She felt the very adult kiss, and shivered with sensual and forbidden pleasures.
"That's it, lemmie get ya there…" he snarled playfully, and Jubilee felt a whole series of fireworks exploding in her head as he thrust relentlessly in and out. Biting her lip she arched her head and gasped, as his hands found her breasts and gave a pinch that sent her over the edge.
***
"Sweet," she murmured, nuzzling into fur. A loud purring vibrated along with the exhalation of her breath. Despite herself she couldn't erase the small smile creeping over her face. She was alive, and tingling with sparks of pleasure. Licking her lips she felt the movement of his sharp fingernails tracking up and down her spine.
"Ya still alive after all dat… shit…" he chuckled.
"Umm," Jubilee moaned as she stirred. "Yeah… imagine that…Wow… that was… that wasn't so bad after all.."
"Yer feeling better, right?" he asked with a smirk on his face. "I'd sure as shit say so. Damn frail ya weren't so shabby yourself there… grabbed me damn good from inside… fit me like a GLOVE…"
"Yeah, thanks," she sighed, blushing with embarassment at yet another Sabretooth left-handed compliment. Crass though she knew it was the truth. Slowly she dragged herself up on her elbows and attempted a kiss of gratitude on his massive lips. Creed felt her tongue tease his mouth open, and the pressure of her lips trying to encompass his. Growling he thrust his tongue into her mouth and took what she gave, deepening it along as she did. Jubilee felt her head spinning from the intensity, and the strength of massive arms crushing her to his body.
Caught up in the very adult kisses, she enjoyed the taste of his tongue teasing and sliding past hers, and the hot breath merging in their combined mouths. She reached down and dragged her nails through his furry chest and lightly pinched the hardness of the muscles pressed to her breasts.
"Like I said, not too shabby…" he licked his lips as she caught her breath.
"I was wondering if I could um…" she asked, tracing her finger along his pecs.
"Do it again?" he asked as she looked at him. "Sure, no problem… lemmie get another one and we'll give it a go… as many times as it takes to get ya off… I'm game, cause this is getting damn entertaining…"
"Good," Jubilee said as she leaned up and kissed him. Victor pulled her down and rolled her over. He felt her tongue roaming his mouth and grunted in pleasure as she rubbed his chest, and then moved down.
"Lemmie get more comfy," he urged and shimmied out of his pants. His legs twined around hers, and she felt strangely safe with him as he lay alongside of her.
"You can lay on top of me," she whispered. "I know you're not gonna crush me, right?"
"Nah, yer too cute for that," Creed laughed as he parted her legs, and then she felt him kissing her down below. That intimate kiss in her nether regions made her yelp, and she wondered if she was going to learn anything ELSE in this quantum leap.
***
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