Prom Night Blues | By : reginafabulae Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 7725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 11: A Long-Awaited Date
Kurt was all nerves by Saturday night. They were going to a vegetarian restaurant and then to see some chick flick, since Kurt had insisted Kitty pick both the food and the film. He figured he would be either too blissfully happy or too anxious to even notice what they were eating or watching.
Finally Kitty came downstairs, and he felt his heart and stomach start doing somersaults. She was wearing a bright blue dress that bared her shoulders and showed her shapely legs. Kurt felt underdressed in khakis and a button-down shirt.
She took his hand when she reached him, smiling. “Hey, Kurt. Ready to go?”
His palms were sweating, and he blushed in embarrassment. “Um… ja, I’m ready.” He lead the way out to his secondhand Volkswagen Jetta and opened the passenger door for her.
The ride to the restaurant was awkwardly silent. Kurt’s tail slipped out of the area altered by his image inducer to wrap around her calf. Kitty smiled shyly at him in response, making him feel marginally more confident. She reached down to pet his tail gently. “I wish we could go out without the inducer... so you could be yourself.”
“Y-You do? You vouldn't... be ashamed to be seen vit me in public?” He stared at her in shock.
She smiled warmly. “Of course not. I know I was afraid of you the first time, but now I know you're a great guy... it doesn't matter what you look like.”
His holographic image blushed. “So... do zey have real food at zis restaurant?” he asked, to change the subject.
Kitty rolled her eyes. “Duh, it's all real food... more than most restaurants because they don't use processed crap.”
Kurt opened his mouth to demonstrate his incisors. “Katzchen... zese aren't just for show, liebchen.”
She shrugged. “They'll work on tofu, too.”
“Do zey have fish at least?” He figured he’d starve if there was no meat at all at this place.
She thought for a minute. “It's mostly Asian and Indian food, they have a pretty good selection of sushi.”
Kurt sighed with relief. “At least zere vill be something for me to eat.”
Kitty giggled. “If you like spicy food, their curry's really good too.”
He shook his head. “I'll pass on ze spicy food zis time. It doesn't alvays agree vit mein stomach.”
She nodded. “I didn't know you were so nervous about the restaurant. You told me to pick one.”
“I didn't think you'd pick a salad bar,” he retorted, smirking to let her know he wasn’t making fun of her... too much.
She sighed. “I thought you knew I was a vegetarian.”
“Vell, I did. Is it part of eating kosher?” He glanced over, afraid he’d offended her religion.
She shook her head. “Not really. I mean, I had less to eliminate since I already ate kosher. And I still eat seafood sometimes. And dairy, I'm not a vegan or anything.”
“Here ve are,” he commented as he parked. Kurt winked at her. “If you vere vegan, I don't think you could love me, since I love eating beef, pork, chicken and all.”
Kitty chuckled. “I don't really care what every one else eats, as long as they don't make me eat meat. Mom kept making spaghetti with meat sauce even after I told her for the twentieth time.”
He climbed out to open the door for her, and she spotted his tail still lashing about. Taking his hand to get out, she whispered, “Watch the tail.” His eyes widened and she saw it curl up into his shirt to disappear in the hologram. She sighed with regret as it vanished.
“Katzchen... you don't know vhat it means... for you not to be ashamed of me.”
She leaned in to kiss his cheek. “I guess I don't... but you mean a lot to me too.”
He opened the door for her, whispering, “Ich liebe dich.”
She smiled. “I love you too.”
The restaurant was slick and modern, and clearly doing good business as they had to wait half an hour for their table. Kurt pulled the chair out for her when they eventually got seated. The waitress gave them menus, and Kitty ordered strawberry lemonade to drink. He opted for water, commenting with a wry smirk, “I'll be spending so much on ze sushi, I'd better not get soda.”
She chuckled and the waitress left to get their drinks and let them look at the menu. He quickly picked the cheapest dish with real meat that he could find, a plate of sushi with salmon rolls. Kitty ordered vegetable curry. The food soon arrived.
He looked at the sushi and licked his lips. “Vould you like a salmon roll. He smiles as he tries to share.
She smiled back. “If you wanna trade for a bite of curry.”
He nodded and placed the roll on her plate. She speared a few of her veggies and moved them to his plate.
His foot bumped against hers as he started eating. She rubbed her foot against his absently.
Tasting the curry, Kurt couldn’t help but make a face. “Katzchen... you really eat zis?”
Kitty giggled. “Yeah... my uncle's wife is British, and she makes it a lot. But with chicken, too.”
He started eating the sushi. “Zis is zer gut…”
She ate the piece he gave her. “Yeah, it is. I was thinking about getting sushi too, but I don't get a chance to have curry much any more.”
They ate in silence for a while, enjoying the food. She smiled in relief. “I'm glad you like it... I was getting worried you wouldn't find anything to eat…”
He grinned. “It vas qvite good.”
Throughout the meal, they continued playing footsy. She captured his feet between hers, grinning. He swallowed and flushed. She smirked. “Ready to go see 27 Dresses? I hear it's really sweet.”
Getting the check, Kurt paid in cash and left a good tip. Kitty squeezed his hand as they left the restaurant. “Thanks, Kurt. You know I would've paid, though, right? At least for my share…”
He nodded. “But you're mein date. Ze guy pays for ze date.”
She sighed. “You're so old-fashioned. Not that I mind, though. It's sweet.”
He chuckled as he helped her into the car. As he started to pull out of the space, his brow furrows.
She raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”
“I feel like I forgot something…”
She looked confused. “What did you forget?”
He smirked. “If I knew vhat it vas, I vouldn't have forgot.”
She shrugged. “I'm sorry, I don't know either.”
His tail brushed her hand. “Ach, I forgot to say grace before ze meal!”
“Oh.” She blushed.
He bit his lip. “Vell... I suppose ve'll remember next time, ja?”
Kitty nodded. “Yeah. You know, you're lucky I'm not orthodox, or we wouldn't even be able to go out right now. If I followed all the ‘rules’ for the Sabbath, I wouldn't be able to go anywhere even if I'm not driving.”
Kurt’s eyes narrow. “Ze Sabbath is on Saturdays…” he realized.
“For me, it is. It's officially from sundown Friday to the third star out on Saturday night.”
“Ve're qvite ze pair, aren’t ve?”
She smiled and kissed his cheek. “I think we complement each other pretty well.”
He flushed and smiled shyly. “Ve're total opposites, it seems.”
She smirked. “Opposites attract, right?”
His tail wrapped gently round her wrist. “I'm glad you're attracted to me, Katzchen... even if I don't understand it.”
She smiled warmly. “I love you, Kurt.”
He parked the car at the movie theater and they went up to get tickets. She insisted on paying.
“Are you sure, liebchen?”
“Yeah, it's my turn to pay.”
He sighed. “If you insist. Everyone round vill just think I'm a terrible boyfriend.”
She rolled her eyes. “You bought dinner. I'm getting the movie tickets.” But she slipped her arm around him and he noticed her hand phase through his pocket to slip her money into it. “Happy now?”
Kurt chuckled. “Danke.” He used her money to buy the tickets and they settled into their seats to watch the movie. He wrapped his tail around Kitty’s waist about midway through. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
At the end of the movie, during the wedding scene, he saw that her eyes were glistening with tears. He nuzzled the top of her head and she shifted to kiss him. He kissed her softly, sweetly. She wrapped her arms around him and he caressed her cheeks, wiping away her tears. As the credits rolled and the lights came up, she smiled, her eyes shining. “I love you.”
His tail hid from view, tracing a line across her lower back. She shivered. “Let's get back to the mansion.” Blushing, she added, “I don't wanna get us in trouble if I decide to jump you.”
His jaw dropped. “Katzchen!” he scolded, but she could hear in his voice that he was thinking the same thing.
She grinned and got up, pulling him out of the theatre. The drive back to the mansion couldn’t go quickly enough for either of them. He shifted in his seat frequently, and she did the same.
Her hands were in her lap and he could swear one was actually going through her dress. His tail coiled round her ankle, moving up and down slightly, as if feeling up her leg. His eyes kept flicking to her hands, then back to her face. Her eyes were mostly closed.
“Katzchen…” he whispered.
“Kurt…” she murmured, her hands moving more noticeably in her lap.
“Are you.. falling asleep, liebe?”
“No…”
His tail moved up to cup her chin. “Zen... vhat are you doing?”
Her eyes opened and she freezed, looking at him. “Um…”
He glanced over. “Liebchen?”
She yanked her hand out of her lap, her face bright red, practically glowing in the darkness of the car. “I was... um... masturbating.”
His jaw dropped. “You... Katzchen... you vere... right here in ze car... oh mein Gott…”
She looked down. “I'm sorry... I'm just so turned on…”
His tail curled around her wrist. “It's very flattering... zat I get you zat vorked up…”
She looked at him. “Really? You're not... like... grossed out?”
He shook his head. “Vell, I didn't think zat you... did zat... but it makes me feel good zat you get so turned on because of me.” He was flushed as well.
She smiled shyly. His tail rubbed up and down her arm gently. Her hand wandered back down and he chuckled. “Ve're almost back to ze mansion... can't you vait?”
Kitty groaned. “I'm trying.”
Kurt sped up the car a bit. “I didn't realize you vere so... passionate.”
She bit her lip. “I... wasn't until... um... the morning after the prom…”
He glanced over, brow furrowing. “Vhat do you mean?”
“I... dreamed about you... and when I woke up and you rolled on top of me... I could feel you…” She blushed. “I ended up masturbating for the first time right before you showed up in my room.”
“Oh…” There was an awkward silence, and then he chuckled. “Vow... a few moments sooner... and... I vould have valked in on you?”
She nodded. “Yeah…”
He nodded, still chuckling a bit. “I dreamed about you too.”
She grinned. “Really?”
He nodded. “Ja... I did.” His voice was a whisper, and she leaned closer. “Ze dream vas... of us... making love…”
She shivered with desire. “Oh Kurt…”
“So... vhen you felt me... zat is vhy. I had to... take care of it in ze shower... before talking to you.”
She felt him trembling with embarrassment and chuckled. “So we were taking care of ourselves at the same time.”
He nodded. “Pretty close, anyvay.”
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