Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 12: Capturing An Feeling

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After their ‘escapades’ at the gym, Jean and Wanda made a stealthy getaway from the boys locker room and left Scott and Kurt to changed back into their normal clothes while they did the same in the girls locker room. They later met up with Betsy, who was quickly able to notice something different between them just by looking at the way Scott and Jean were smiling at each other and staying a little extra closer than usual, but she chose not to say anything and pretty much tried to ignore it like she always did. However, what did surprise her was that Kurt and Wanda were now holding hands and looking at each other differently. Both Scott and Jean noticed it too and quickly surmised that they must have finally got tired of flirting and took it to another level. And even though neither of them said anything, both Kurt and Wanda did make it fairly clear that things were now different and more serious between them…Which simply gave Betsy another excuse to roll her eyes in annoyance at being surrounded by couples now.

They all eventually parted ways and went to their respective homes to rest up after a long hard day. After an exhaustive workout at the gym, with some activities being more exhausting than others, they all needed to rest their bodies and minds in preparation for the weeks ahead. It was Friday and the weekend was upon them, but midterms would still hang over them for the most part and they would have to manage their time if they were to stay a step ahead of the stress.

For Kitty Prdye, however, she had whole other reason to be nervous now as the hours ticked by and closed in on her scheduled session with Piotr at his studio apartment not far from the art center on the academy campus. She was still having a hard time believing that Piotr Rasputin, the nice guy that she had been crushing over for months now, wanted to use her of all people as a model for his portrait. She had never modeled anything before. Sure Jean had told her about it from her experience as a swimsuit model and had even encouraged her to try it at one point because she said she had the body for it, but she never went through with it and truly didn’t know what to expect at this point.

After she got back to her apartment, she felt excited and eager at the prospect of serving as the source of artistic inspiration from somebody like Piotr…But the more she thought about it, the more nervous she became. She had tried to take a nap in order to rest up for when the time came and to recover her strength for later tonight, but with so many thoughts going through her mind that was nearly impossible. She must have lain in her bed for nearly an hour and a half wide awake, wondering what it was going to be like doing this for Piotr. Over and over again, questions kept going through her mind.

‘What am I going to have to do? How am I going to keep my cool? Will he want me to pose nude?’

She truly didn’t know what to expect. She was both excited and nervous, but hoped she would be able to keep it together for when the time finally came. Besides, a nervous model couldn’t possibly be a very good one and if she was going to do this for him, she knew she would have to set aside her nervousness, not to mention her attraction towards him, so that he could do what he had to.

As Kitty tried to occupy herself the rest of the afternoon with TV, books, and studying she found herself unable to escape her anxiety about it. She had just been attracted to this man for so long now…Was this really the way to go in order to take the next step? She may not have been as adventurous or forthcoming about hooking up as some of her friends were, but she was never truly this nervous when it came to an attractive guy. Piotr was the tall, dark, handsome man that most women could only dream about, yet Kitty knew him. From the top of his crew all the way down his strong Russian body, he was the kind of man that Kitty knew to be rare and she truly didn’t want to squander this opportunity with him. She just wished that she wasn’t so nervous about it.

As the sun began to set and the evening drew nearer, Kitty made herself a large helping of leftovers from take out she had gotten earlier that week. Her eyes remained fixated on the clock as she watched the minutes tick by at an ever faster rate towards the inevitable. As more time passed, she only grew increasingly nervous. She tried thinking about something else, but it just wasn’t working. Her mind wouldn’t stray from this one critical issue. As she finished her meal, she was uncertain of what she was going to do next in order to clam her nerves.

Feeling as though she needed somebody to talk to, she picked up the phone and dialed Jean’s number, hoping she was home.

“Hello?” answered Jean after two rings as Kitty sat in a daze at her kitchen table.

“Jean? It’s me Kitty,” she said in response.

“Hey Kit! How’s it going?” said Jean, who was laying on her couch in her apartment reading over some of her biology notes for her midterm.

“I’ve been better,” she answered with a sigh which seemed to spark Jean’s curiosity.

“Why? What’s wrong?” asked Jean, knowing it was unusual for Kitty to sound anxious like this even during this time of year.

“It’s just…” began Kitty, struggling to find the right words, “I’m kind of nervous about something.”

“Nervous? About what? Midterms?”

“I wish,” replied Kitty, “No…About something else. It…Has to do with Piotr.”

Immediately, a feeling of great interest came over Jean, for she knew that Kitty had been carrying a flame for this young man for quite some time now and only something like this could possibly make her sound so anxious. Normally, Kitty was very upbeat around guys and willfully embraced their company, but for some reason Piotr had this effect on her and Jean was certain that it wasn’t without reason.

“Oh my God! You did it! You finally asked him out didn’t you?” said Jean, feeling excited about the prospect of Kitty finally taking her interest in the young art student to another level.

“What? No, it’s not like that,” said Kitty quickly in response.

“Then…Did he ask you out?” she guessed again, “I mean it’s clear the guy likes you and if he did you should…”

“No Jean…It’s a bit more complicated than that,” said Kitty, cutting her off before she could finish.

“Wait…” said Jean, now getting confused, “Then what the hell is it?”

Kitty took a deep breath as she explained her situation to her friend. She told her about how Piotr had kept on stressing about his midterm project and how he seemed so down when all the sudden he just looks at her and suddenly gets this spark in his eye that makes him want to paint her. As she went over it, the whole thing seemed all the more surreal to her in that it was almost too unbelievable to have actually happened. She had been struggling for hours to understand what it was that prompted Piotr to ask her to model for him. What did he see? What was it about her that he wanted to capture? As Kitty went over the details, she hoped that Jean would have at least some advice. However, when she finished, she didn’t exactly get the response she hoped for.

“Kitty…You mean to tell me that a guy you have had a crush on for months invited you to his apartment…And you said yes? What’s to be nervous about?” asked Jean, not seeing why her friend was stressing over something like this.

“What’s to be nervous about?!” said Kitty in response, sounding somewhat hysterical, “Jean, a guy I really happen to be attracted to invited me to his apartment to pose for a portrait!”

“I’m still waiting to hear the downside,” laughed Jean, thinking Kitty was just making a bigger deal out of this than she had to.

“Come on Jean! Take this seriously,” urged Kitty, “I’m really nervous here! I mean…You know I like the guy. You and pretty much everybody else know that I’ve been flirting with him for a while now. But this is just….I honestly don’t know how I’m going to do this. I’ve never modeled or posed for anything before.”

“Oh Kitty, don’t worry, it’s easy!” coaxed Jean, speaking from her experience as a former swimsuit model, “All you have to do is sit still and look sexy. There’s nothing to be nervous about.”

“But this isn’t some gig or a photo shoot…This is sitting in front of a really nice guy who I really happen to like while he paints something for a serious grade using me as his inspiration.”

“So what’s wrong with that?” asked Jean, hoping to get Kitty to stop seeing things as being more complicated than they really are, “That just means that Piotr saw something within you that he felt was worth capturing. That alone says a lot…”

Kitty thought about that for a moment. Whether she liked it or not, Piotr had seen something in her that he was willing to use his amazing talent as an artist to immortalized. She may not have seen it…But he had. Did that mean he saw something in her? Did that mean he liked her?

“You really think so?” asked Kitty, still feeling a bit uncertain.

“Of course Kitty! Have I ever lied to you?”

Kitty tried to keep herself from breaking down in a fit of laughter after hearing that, but couldn’t help but let a little escape much to Jean’s amusement.

“I think I’ll plead the fifth on that one…” said Kitty as she felt herself smile, which helped to ease her nerves to a certain extent.

“Whatever Kitty,” said Jean as she shook her head at her friend’s disposition, “Just remember you have no reason to be nervous. If he finds you beautiful enough to paint, then you should take that as a good sign. You’re attracted to him…He’s attracted to you…It’s that simple!”

“Jean, you make it sound as though there’s nothing to it.”

“Well there isn’t…You should be excited, not nervous,” said Jean confidently, “Piotr is a nice guy and you know as well as I do that he’s a hell of a step up from your last boyfriend.”

“Don’t remind me…” said Kitty as she rolled her eyes at the thought of her ex-boyfriend, Lance Alvers.

“All the more reason to take a chance with Piotr,” reasoned Jean, “Who knows…Maybe if you play your cards right with him, he’ll let you pose nude for him!”

Kitty felt herself blush upon her saying that, but at the same time a part of her did entertain the possibilities of such an act. In fact, it had been one of her deep sexual fantasies for quite a while now. From time to time she would have some rather interesting dreams about Piotr and the ways he could put those paints to some ‘interesting’ use on her. The thought of standing completely naked in front of him while he marveled and captured every detail of her body was definitely something Kitty found very arousing and often in her dreams it would go beyond simply posing to far more hands on activities. But these fantasies were just fantasies to her. They couldn’t happen in real life…At least that’s what she kept telling herself.

“I…Don’t think he’ll want to do that for a mid term assignment Jean,” said Kitty in response after recollecting her thoughts from her momentary daze, “Remember, he’s doing this for a grade.”

“Hey, that doesn’t mean you can’t dream,” replied Jean, thinking Kitty was just making too big a deal out of this.

“Who’s to say that I don’t?” teased Kitty as she looked back over at the clock hanging on her wall, seeing that it was almost time.

“Yeah, like I don’t know you well enough not to suspect that,” laughed Jean, thinking that definitely sounded like the playful, giddy Kitty that she knew, “Just be yourself Kit. You’ll do fine. And remember…Don’t waste an opportunity like this. There’s no telling if you’ll ever get a chance like this with Peter.”

“I’ll try…But I guess I’ll just have to play it by ear,” said Kitty as she put her stuff in the dishwasher, knowing she would have to leave soon if she was to be there in time.

“That’s the spirit!” said Jean, thinking Kitty was starting to get the right idea, “Go for it girl! You’ll do great.”

“Thanks Jean,” said Kitty, feeling a little less anxious now, “I had better get ready to go. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Later Kitty. Good luck!”

As Kitty hung up she looked back over at the clock. It was twenty minutes till eight and it was almost time for her to leave. Throwing on a pair of tight fitting jeans and a light blue halter top that matched well with her eyes, she knew it was now or never as she went off to meet up with Piotr at his apartment.

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Kitty Pryde now stood before the door to Piotr’s apartment. Like most art students, he lived in a special building near the campus where each room had its own mini-studio. It was a great privilege for anybody to have, but because of Piotr’s talent and scholarship, he was one of the lucky few who got a chance to work in such an environment. This was good in Kitty’s mind because it offered privacy, but at the same time it also made her a little nervous in a sense that it would mean she would be alone in an apartment with a handsome man that she really liked. But this wasn’t a date or a fling like with other boys she had been with, this was her doing him a favor and helping him with an assignment. There were so many other possibilities as well as many chances to screw up…But with a determined feeling in her mind, Kitty wouldn’t let such anxieties hold her back.

After arguing with herself for several minutes, Kitty finally knocked on his door and waited anxiously.

“Coming!” said Piotr’s voice from inside the apartment.

Kitty took a deep breath as she heard his footsteps draw ever nearer to the door. She knew it would be tough hiding her anxiety, but she had never been one to let such things affect her around others before and she sure as hell wasn’t going to start now in front of Piotr.

As Piotr opened the door, he smiled to see the young valley girl standing before him. She smiled back as she took in his appearance. He already seemed ready to paint, wearing a pair of dirty and tattered blue jeans with numerous paint stains all over them and a tight fitting white shirt that showed off the imposing muscles of his upper body very well. Kitty couldn’t help but admire his sexy appearance that was so well accentuated by his simple choice of clothing, but she forced herself to set those thoughts aside…For now at least.

“Katya…I’m glad you made it,” he said, sounding both excited and nervous in a way not at all dissimilar to the way Kitty was feeling, “Please…Come in.”

The Russian art student then proceeded to lead the young valley girl into his apartment. The smell of paint was clearly present and all the lights were on a soft, semi-dim setting that gave the whole apartment a gentle, welcoming feel to Kitty. It was a little warmer in the apartment than she had expected, but she didn’t know if that was because of the poor ventilation around the studio or because of her being in such close proximities of a man she found very attractive. As she looked around, she noticed that Piotr kept pretty organized for an artist, most of whom were notorious throughout the campus for being messy. Everything was very well ordered in terms of layout. Each part of his living space was built around a central area that was cleared specifically for painting. The kitchen and the living room where there was only a small couch and TV seemed to exist solely around this one area where Piotr used his artistic talent to create. Only the small doorway off to the side leading to the bedroom and bathroom was separate from the studio area and it was clear that a great deal of thought and care had been put into this setup.

“Wow…” said Kitty in amazement as she took in the overall atmosphere of Piotr’s studio, “This is really nice.”

“Why thank you,” said Piotr with a smile, “Can I get you something to eat or drink before we begin?”

“No, I’m okay. But thanks,” said Kitty as she turned her attention to some of the paintings that were framed on the wall.

There were many blank and incomplete canvases laid against the wall and strewn along the floor as well as papers of sketching stacked on nearby tables, but what stood out most to Kitty was the work that Piotr had chosen to frame upon the wall. Some were small sketches of the landscape around campus, some looked like buildings from the city, and others were of majestic scenery that were all crafted meticulously and carefully with painstaking effort and detail. There was clearly a great deal of emotion and passion presented in each picture and it really showed just how much talent that this man had. Kitty couldn’t help but stare in awe at some of the things Piotr managed to do with just a paintbrush, canvases, and paint, for they were truly images that could grab one’s attention and hold it in a way few things could.

“My God Peter…Did you really create all of these?” she asked as her eye wandered up and down the many pictures.

“Indeed I did,” said Piotr proudly, happy to see that Kitty admired his work so much, “I’ve been painting and drawing for as long as I can remember. From my childhood in Russia to when I came here to go to school, I’ve always found comfort in just sitting down and taking in the world around me, creating something out of imagination and inspiration.”

“Well I can definitely see why you’re the art department’s star student,” said Kitty as her eyes feel on several beautiful landscapes that she suspected as being images of his homeland in Russia.

“Well…I don’t know about being a ‘star’ student is very accurate,” said Piotr humbly as he rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment at Kitty’s praise, “I just paint what inspires me.”

“And you do a truly amazing job,” said Kitty as her eyes feel on one sketch in particular.

In the center of the wall adjacent to the windows, Kitty saw what looked to be an image of a small family. While there weren’t portraits of people framed on the wall, this one seemed to be one of the most dominate because of its level of placement and detail. In it, there was a older looking man and woman with a beautiful looking little girl that seemed to be around twelve or so and an older boy that looked somewhat like Piotr, but noticeably different. In this image, there seemed to be deeper sense of connection to these people because of the sheer level of detail that had been put into it. Because of this, Kitty suspected that it had to be something that meant a lot to Piotr and the more she looked at it, the more fixated she became.

“Hey…Who are they?” she asked as Piotr looked at the image she was looking at and smiled.

“That’s my family back in Russia,” he answered as he walked up next to her, “My mother, my father, my brother Mikhail, and my little sister Illyana…Who I affectionately refer to as my little snowflake.”

“Aww…That’s sweet!” cooed Kitty with a laugh as she turned just in time to see him blush.

Kitty knew Piotr had talent, but seeing his work had also shown her just how much heart he had as well. There was so much he put into his work. It was a true skill that few had, but many strived to obtain. In a way it made Kitty feel special in a way because he was sharing it with her on a more personal level. It would be interesting to see what he did with her for his portrait and now Kitty was more eager than ever to see just what it was that this tall handsome man could do with that talent of his.

“So, uh…” said Piotr, still sounding a bit nervous, but hiding it under a veil of professionalism, “Do you want to get started?”

Feeling a little more relaxed now that she had gotten through the first major step of actually arriving, Kitty felt she was ready to start and get on with the main objective for why she was here.

“Sure! So what exactly do you want me to do?” she asked.

“Well…” said Piotr as he led her over towards the main studio area where a clear easel stood before an a cushioned loft behind a veil of white bed sheets, “I spent half the afternoon setting up this little area for you. Now I want to start with your face…For I think that has to be the true center of the portrait. Everything must start at the face and work outwards from there. So for now, I just need you to sit on the edge of the loft, but I may need you to lay in a few positions that may help me later on fill in the overall view of what I wish to do.”

“Okay, that sounds simple enough,” said Kitty, feeling a bit less anxious, “What about my clothes? Do you need me to wear something in particular?”

“Um…” thought Piotr, not having thought that far ahead, “I’m not sure just yet. But if something comes up, we’ll just have to improvise. Right now, I just want to focus on capturing your aura…”

“My aura?” said Kitty, not knowing exactly what it about her that was driving him to do this.

“Yes…You’re aura,” said Piotr as he took a step closer to her and gently traced his hand down her face, “You have this…Glow to you Katya. I can’t really describe it…But I know it’s there. You have something that nobody else does…Something I can see, but cannot grasp. And it is that which I want to capture with this portrait.”

Kitty felt her legs go weak under the feeling of his touch and warm feeling was now growing within her as Piotr looked at her…Seeing something that he could not truly put into words no matter how hard he tried. And if he couldn’t put it into words…He would use his talent to bring it out for all to see.

“Well, uh…” stammered Kitty, trying to keep herself coordinated so that she didn’t make a fool of herself in front of this man, “In that case, let’s get started!”

“Very well then Katya,” said Piotr with a smile, “I like your enthusiasm. Just sit on the loft for now and we’ll play it by ear, da?”

As Kitty took a seat on the loft and Piotr sat down on a chair in front of the large blank portrait, the work began. Piotr started off by lightly sketching the shape of her head with a special soft-lead art pencil on the center of the canvas. His eyes began to alternate to and fro as he looked closely at Kitty’s face and back at the portrait, carefully and meticulously capturing every minute detail. The look on his face turned to one of true focus as he became totally committed to bringing to life this one image before him. There were very few instances where he stopped. He just kept drawing and sketching, working in a mindset that seemed completely streamlined towards the creation of this piece.

From time to time, Piotr would tell Kitty to adjust the expression on her face or the position of her head so he could better capture what he wanted to. Kitty made a few comments here and there and at times they both laughed, but it didn’t slow Piotr down in the slightest. It took about a half hour to get the overall penciling done, but the more progress he made, the more determined he seemed to get. The easy part was over for him…Now came the more difficult challenges.

“Okay Katya…I think I’m done with the sketching,” he said as he made one last mark, “Now…I believe we are ready to move on to the paints.”

“Cool, can I see it?” said Kitty eagerly, wanting to know just what it was he had captured from her face.

“No…Not yet,” said Piotr as he gathered up his paints, “It is just a sketch…A mere backbone to support the true details of what I’m trying to do. Now comes the hard part…Truly capturing everything that’s there while staying true to the inspiration.”

“Don’t worry Petey…” she said with a reassuring smile as she got up to stretch a bit, “I’m sure you can manage it.”

“I hope so…” he said as he took a few deep breaths and looked back at Kitty while trying to determine how he was going to go about this.

Piotr stared at the sketch on his portrait as he considered how to make this every bit as perfect as it deserved. As an artist, he had always been one to strive for perfection in whatever it was he created. But with Kitty…It was definitely going to be a challenge. There was just so much to capture…So much he saw that he could not define no matter how hard he tried. The more he drew of her, the more connected he felt to that enticing aura that drew him to her as if she had him under her spell. As he mixed the colors and gathered he brushes, he soon found himself at a crossroads. Looking back at her face and her sexy petite body, he knew there was so much there…But he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable.

“Are you ready Katya?” said Piotr as he wiped some of the sweat that had gathered on his forehead from all his intensive focus.

“Yeah, I think so,” she said, taking a deep breath as she prepared to continue.

“Now I may need you to position yourself a bit differently during this part,” warned Piotr, making sure she knew what his intentions were, “I understand this area can get a little hot and muggy because of the ventilation, but we still have a ways to go.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind,” assured Kitty with a smile, “I know it’s hot, but I said I’d help you and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

Piotr couldn’t help at smile at the young valley girl’s kindness. She had an energy all her own, but that was just one of the many things he really liked about her…And one of the things he found so enticing. Then as he saw some of the sweat forming on her face as well as his, an idea came to mind…But he hesitated briefly before saying it, not knowing how she would react.

“Well uh…If the heat bothers you then…” he stammered, obviously sounding slightly nervous in a way that Kitty couldn’t help but find cute, “You can take your shirt off or whatever you feel would help…But I don’t want you to be uncomfortable with this. I…I just want to…Uh…”

Kitty giggled somewhat at his nervousness and stammering and she too blushed a little…But for some reason, she felt it might make things more ‘interesting’ if she added a little spice to the atmosphere.

“Well, would that make it easier for you to do what you have to?” asked Kitty with a reassuring smile that helped Piotr ease his anxieties over what he had just said.

“It…It most certainly would,” he said, still stammering somewhat, “But I just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“Don’t worry Petey,” assured Kitty, “As long as I’m helping, I’ll do it. Besides…I’m pretty comfortable with my body.”

A dry feeling filled Piotr’s mouth as Kitty removed her shirt and tried to look away, but that was all but impossible for him. He tried to regain his composure…When suddenly, Kitty took it a step further and removed her jeans so that now she was only in her bra and panties. Piotr’s eyes widened at the sight before him as he practically forgot how to breathe for a brief moment. She wasn’t wearing overly sexy underwear like that of a Victoria Secret ensemble. She wore a simple white cotton bra and panties, but it definitely showed off her body from her well developed breasts to her slim, fit core, down to her smooth sexy legs. As a man, Piotr couldn’t help but feel a sudden tightness in his pants, but as an artist he quickly shook it off in order to focus on the task at hand. And while he tried to keep his reaction from showing, it had been abundantly clear to Kitty that he liked what he saw and she couldn’t help but smile at his shyness.

“There…That’s better,” said Kitty with a playful grin that made the Russian art student blush.

“I’m glad…” he said in response, trying hard to hide his fixation on her with little or no success, “Are you sure you’re comfortable with this? I mean…You certainly have nothing to be ashamed of and…”

“Stop worrying Petey,” said Kitty with another laugh, “Its okay…I’m fine with it. I trust you. I’m just glad you seem to find my body so attractive.”

“Well…I’d question the mental health of anybody who didn’t,” said Piotr with a light hearted laugh, which helped him to loosen up a bit and get back into his zone despite the attractive young woman standing before him in only a pair of bra and panties.

“Aww…You’re too sweet,” she cooed playfully, “So how do you want me to sit?”

“Hmm…” he said looking at her and then back at the nearby loft, “I was thinking…Maybe you could lie down flat on your stomach with your arms supporting you so that you still look forward, but with a more…Accentuated position.”

“Sounds like a plan!” said Kitty as she jumped onto the loft and propped herself up as Piotr said.

With a few minor adjustments, they were ready to go and Piotr began to paint. Once again, he brought himself into his own world of intense focus, shifting his eyes between Kitty and the canvas almost methodically as he began painting over the outline sketch, bringing into full color the face of the beautiful young woman laying before him in only her bra and panties.

From time to time, Piotr would come forth and adjust her head and play with the workings of her hair to maximize the full vision of what he was trying to capture. Kitty found that his hands were gentle despite his imposing muscles. And with each touch, it set off a fiery sensation within her that added to the growing feeling of warmth within her as she saw the slow, rhythmic movements of Piotr’s broad muscles. As Piotr worked, Kitty made a few comments here and there in order to keep them both relaxed. It was obvious that there was still some powerful tension in the air…Namely because Kitty was in her underwear. But despite this, the work continued as the night set in and the lights outside began to shine in through the windows.

While Piotr was working, Kitty couldn’t help but think certain erotic thoughts about her current situation. She was just in her underwear now…It was almost like some of the naughty fantasies she had about him at times when she would be in a similar situation, only completely naked and with her body as his canvas. Such thoughts only made her feel more aroused at her predicament as her mind continued to wander while she remained still so that Piotr could work.

However, even for the Russian artist, he found some aspects of this setting to be…Distracting. With Kitty only in her underwear, even his legendary focus couldn’t keep his thoughts from entertaining more sensual feeling towards her. It didn’t help that her current position gave him a rather clear view of her sexy cleavage and that the more he painted of her, the more intoxicated he became with her. It was as if there was more than just focus driving him to paint her image…No, there was definitely something more.

Time itself seemed to lose all meaning as Kitty remained in her position on the loft and Piotr kept painting with his vision guiding him. Every so often he stopped to mix a few colors, but it was never long before he was working again to capture every detail there was about the beautiful, sexy young woman before him. With every detail he finished, he found more to add. But with every section completed, he brought himself closer and closer to capturing her in the way he so desperately wanted. He may have complained to himself at first about having to do a portrait, but now he had pretty much completely forgotten about that fear as he painted with a sense of enthusiasm the likes of which he never felt before. This aura…This energy…This unique beauty that was just so incredible to him was driving and motivating him on a whole other level. There was so much to do…So much to capture…And he would make certain he captured everything he could in this very special painting.

After a good long while, Piotr was reaching his limits. He was close…Very close in fact. He could feel the full completion of this painting drawing ever nearer, but there were still some parts he could not capture…Some parts that he could not grasp. He kept filling in what he could, working swiftly and efficiently to tie everything together as if it were an epic story nearing the end. Then finally…He reached the furthest he could go. There was still more to capture…But this was the most he could do at the moment. He knew it wasn’t complete, but he just didn’t know what more to add.

As he stopped, Kitty grew curious as she noticed the puzzled look on his face.

“Why are stopping? Are you done? Can I see it?” she asked eagerly.

“No…Not yet,” he said as he looked at the painting and then back at her, “There are still a few things left…But I just…I don’t know how to fill them in.”

“Well, maybe we should take a break,” she said as she got up from the loft and stretched, “Maybe it will come to you later.”

Piotr then got up from his chair and wiped the sweat off his head as he looked back at his unfinished work.

“I don’t know Katya,” he said with a great deal of uncertainty, “What I’ve done…It just seems as though…As if I wasn’t able to capture everything. Perhaps it is beyond my understanding.”

“I don’t believe that,” said Kitty as she looked back at the tall Russian with her deep blue eyes, “But then again…I don’t know what it is you see in me that personifies so much mystery. I’m just another college girl.”

“No…You’re more than that,” said Piotr as he walked over towards her and stood close to her, “When I look at you, I see many things and…I feel many feelings. In all the time I’ve known you, I’ve admired your spirit, your kindness, and all the little things you give to others.”

Kitty blushed profusely at his words, but she could not help but smile at every one of them.

“I am who I am I guess,” she said in response, “And I admire many of the same things about you too. It’s one of the many reasons why I like being around you Peter…You just have this…I don’t know…I really can’t describe it.”

Piotr smiled back as he looked at the beautiful underwear clad girl before him. Then, as she looked back into his eyes, a mysterious smile spread across her face as she sauntered over towards him in a way Piotr could only describe as beautifully erotic. She then proceeded to wrap her arms around his strong, muscular neck as she pressed her body up against his, causing a great deal of blood in the Russian’s body to diverge.

“You’re a very sweet guy Peter,” she said, the smile never leaving her face as she looked deeply into his eyes, “And I don’t know if you’ve figured it out by now, but…I’ve been pretty attracted to you for some time now.”

Kitty Pryde couldn’t believe what she had just said…But she didn’t care. She had been waiting for so long for the right moment to come along for her to say what she felt and at this point…She was through keeping it in. She could see it in his eyes…She could sense it from the way he described her. And as she felt his strong, powerful arms wrap around her and reveled in euphoria as he softly run his hands along her sooth, sexy skin…She knew right then and there that this was the perfect moment…Right here, right now.

“Katya…” he said, at a loss for words as he felt the sensual arousal of her body feed his desire as he touched her exposed skin, “You have…You’re just…So amazing. A work of art all your own.”

“Coming from you…That means the world to me,” she said as time seemed to freeze around them.

Then, while in their embrace, their faces drifted closer and closer together until inevitably…They met in deep kiss. It started slow at first, but it quickly became more passionate as they held each other closer, running their hands around each other’s bodies and growing increasingly aroused by the sudden rush of passion. The kiss grew deeper as Kitty slipped her tongue into Piotr’s mouth and began to feel his strong, rugged muscles underneath his shirt. His imposing figure was dripping with a manly build that greatly added to Kitty’s heightening desire as an increasingly wet feeling grew within her private areas. Piotr could also feel a stiffening feeling in his jeans as he caressed and rubbed his hands over her skin, touching her still covered breasts and rubbing over the wet area of her panties.

Feeling nearly completely entranced in a state of lust, passion, and desire Kitty proceeded to grab his shirt and lift it over his head, leaving him bear-chested before her. With his strong, well built upper body exposed to her, she jumped the strong Russian as he easily took her in his strong arms while she wrapped her sexy legs around his torso, grinding up against him and feeling his hardening erection press against her in his pants. With her in his arms, he led her back over to the loft and collapsed on top of her, still locked in a passionate kiss. Kitty let out a soft moan as his lips trailed all around her face and his hands gently massaged her breasts. Her breathing grew more rapid as the presence of her bra became too much of a burden and she quickly aided Piotr in removing it…Fully exposing her breasts to him.

With her bra off, Pitro Rasptin gasped as he took in the sight of her beautiful, well-proportioned breasts. They seemed perfectly fitted to her frame as he eagerly touched and teased them with his hands, evoking joyous, pleasured moans from the young woman, further increasing her desire. Piotr had become drunk of erotic foreplay as he continued to kiss around her face and rub her breasts. Soon, his kisses began to trail downward until he reached breasts and began to trail wet kisses around them. This once again caused Kitty to moan in pleasure as she touched and massaged the rough muscles that covered Piotr’s body. Such erotic foreplay was only heightening their lust and desire for one another as the heat of the room and the passion of the moment caused them both to sweat profusely.

As his kisses continued, Piotr once again found his face trailing lower and lower until he finally arrived at Kitty’s soaking wet panties. Her arousal was clearly apparent and the panties were now becoming too much a burden for her as arched and swayed her hips in a manner that begged him to remove them so that she could be fully naked. Wasting no time in fulfilling her unspoken wishes, Piotr grabbed hold of the side of her panties and swiftly slid them down her legs, exposing her eager wet vagina.

Upon seeing the completely naked Kitty Pryde laying before them, Piotr took a moment to look up and down her entire body from the yearning look of desire on her face down to her sexy breasts and further towards her wet pussy. It was truly a magnificent site…One beyond anything any artist could ever hope to create. This was no mere piece of art…This was real…Real life beauty right before his very eyes.

“Peter…Please…I need you,” she gasped, feeling the throbbing wetness in her vagina, begging for him to give her the pleasure she knew he wanted to give her.

“Don’t worry Katya…I’m here,” he said as he lowered his face towards her pussy.

With soft, gentle movements of his hands, he began to rub upon the wet outer parts of her labia, gently touching and pleasing the hot inner areas with his fingers. Kitty let out a high pitched gasp as he did, prompting him to take it a step further as he buried his face in her wetness, eager to taste her. As he kissed and flicked his tongue in an out of her wet heat, Kitty arched her back in delight, moaning with a joyous smile on her face at was she was feeling. She spread her flexible legs wider, allowing him to probe deeper into her wet heat, making her moan louder as feelings of pleasure inundated her body. Piotr kept kissing and teasing her pussy, driving her closer and closer towards having an orgasm. He was doing it so gently and thoroughly with the same focus he used when he was creating art. It was a feeling unlike anything Kitty had experienced as she marveled at the sexual talents of this tall, strong Russian man. It was something no other man she had been with had ever done before…But it was only beginning.

When he finally removed his face from her vagina, she shot back into an upright position and brought him into another kiss. He eagerly kissed back while feeling her hands fumble with his jeans as she worked to undo them despite the presence of the bulge sticking out in front of him. However, he helped her work around this as she managed to fully unzip his fly and eagerly pulled his pants off boxers and all, freeing his throbbing erection in the process.

“Oh wow…” gasped Kitty as she took in the size of his erect dick and gave it a few playful strokes, “I guess what they say about big hands and big feet is true.”

“And being from the biggest country in the world also helps,” said Piotr as he now stood completely naked with Kitty as they were drawn into a sensual embrace with her hands down near his cock and his hands up on her breasts, “But you know…The Russian winter is known for being very cold…However, we always have a special way of keeping warm during those chilly Russian nights.”

“Mmm…” moaned Kitty, feeling increasingly aroused by his deep Russian voice, “Well then…Would you mind keeping me warm? I think it’s a little chilly tonight.”

“Don’t worry Katya…I will keep you warm.”

As his hand slid from her breasts down to her hips, Kitty once again lay on her back as Piotr pressed his powerful weight on top of her, guiding his dick to her pussy in the process. He was bigger than most men and Kitty was petite in size, but he managed to go slowly…Working his way into her hot, tight vagina, causing her to let out a loud moan as she felt him inside her. She then spread her legs and wrapped them around his torso in tight hold that brought him into her fully and completely. Both of their bodies were now shimmering with sweat as Kitty began to aggressively rub her hands all along his muscles as he pulled out slightly and shoved himself back in.

With his strong, powerful body Piotr Rasputin proceeded to pump in and out of Kitty Prdye, working his dick deep into the depths of her vagina. His size filled her completely, activating pleasure nerves that had never been stimulated before. Waves of delight shot through her body with each strong thrust into her, causing her to moan and gasp loudly in a fit of erotic cries. As they both established a rhythm, they captured each others lips in another kiss as they continued to move and hump together in sweaty sexual dance of pleasure. Piotr’s strong, powerful thrusts and his large sexy body drove Kitty to heights of pleasure she had never attained before. No other lover had pleased her like this…No other lover had treated her or touched her in the unique, special way that Piotr did. She was truly a work of art to him…One beyond anything he had experienced before with lovers back in Russia or here at the Academy. Her beautiful aura, sexy body, and unique persona had given off a feeling of sexual prowess he had never experienced before. The feeling of her erotic touches, hot pussy, and sensual kisses were bringing them both closer and closer to climax.

“Peter…I’m coming…I’m coming soon,” she gasped as her moans began to get louder.

“So am I Katya…”

His thrusts then got slower and more powerful, sending more intense waves of pleasure through her body as her pussy began to contract and tighten around his penis as she let out a single loud orgasmic cry as she released her juices upon his dick. That got him to come as well as he let out a deep, ragged sigh as he shot his load into her hot pussy, filling her up with his semen.

They both were now breathing heavily and still covered in sweat, but their desire for one another did not end there. Feeling the need for more sex, Kitty maneuvered her body and pinned Piotr on his back now so that she was on top. With his dick still hard and her vagina still wet and dripping with arousal, she straddled his waist as she guided his cock back into her as she lowered herself onto him, feeling his dick fill her once again.

Piotr then placed his hands firmly on her hips as Kitty began to work her body up and down his cock while sensually rubbing his sweaty, well built chest with her hands. Quickly, she attained a quick, energetic tempo, gyrating her hips and riding his dick into a world of sexual pleasure. Her sexy breasts bounded with each movement, encouraging Piotr to add to her pleasure with a strong thrust of his own. Kitty’s moans of pleasure filled the room as a look of great delight dominated her face…A look that Piotr found so amazingly beautiful that he couldn’t describe it with words. The sheer energy Kitty put into sex was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It brought forth great feelings of pleasure in a league of their own as she kept riding him in fast, vigorous rhythm.

As she rode his cock, absorbing each sensation that his hard dick brought to her throbbing vagina, Kitty once again found herself nearing another orgasm. The movement of her hips got more and more rigorous as she felt it coming on strong as Piotr tightened his grip on her hips, giving them a sensual squeeze as she neared her climax.

“Oh God Peter!” she moaned loudly as she felt his hard dick thrust in and out of her hot pussy at an ever more intensive pace.

“Katya…So hot…So tight…So amazing…” gasped Piotr, feeling as though he was going to come soon.

Then, with one last powerful thrust, Kitty let out a cry of ecstasy as her hot vagina released onto his cock while she felt him fill her once again. They were both fully immersed in a sea of pleasure, enjoying and relishing the feeling of intimacy they felt with one another as they soon found themselves once again sharing a passionate kiss.

Some time later after plenty more sessions of sexual play, both Kitty and Piotr stood before the finished portrait. They were still completely naked, neither having the energy nor the desire to put their clothes back on. Piotr was making the final adjustments, having found and experienced himself what it was that he had yet to add and finally completing the portrait of the beautiful young girl that had captured his heart.

“There…Finished,” he said as he stood proudly at what he accomplished with Kitty close by his side.

“It’s…Beautiful,” said Kitty, almost in tears that someone would make her look so beautiful in a painting.

“It wouldn’t be without you,” he said as he wrapped his powerful arm around her waist and hugged her to his naked body.

Kitty couldn’t believe it…Nobody had ever done something like this for her. What Piotr did with her face and body was just…Unlike anything she could ever fully describe. Her face, her body, the look on her face…It was all done with such great passion that she honestly felt there was no greater gift anybody could have ever given her. This man had seen something within her that he hadn’t seen in anybody else…He had given her something nobody else could ever give her. It brought tears of happiness to her eyes, for she couldn’t believe it…She couldn’t believe she found a man who cared about her this much. Piotr had been drawn to and fully taken with the unique and powerful aura that Kitty Pryde possessed. Her kindness, beauty, and personality were unlike anything he had ever experienced before. She was unlike any other girl he had ever met…A true majesty everything he found to be meaningful both as an artist and as a man.

“I don’t know what to say Peter…” she said, the look of joy bringing a great smile to his face, “I’m certain this will get you the best possible mark on your midterm.”

“Well…To be fair,” he said, turning back to her and looking deeply into her beautiful blue eyes, “I didn’t do it for the grade.”

And with a warm smile on both their faces, both Kitty Pryde and Piotr Rasputin met in one more passionate kiss…Knowing this would be a night that they wouldn’t soon forget.

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AN: That was for all you Kitty/Piotr fans out there! Now that’s art in its most sexy form! I hope you all liked reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Stay tuned though! There’s plenty to come! So what do you all think so far? Please tell me! I’d love to know! Send me your feedback at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the fanfiction website! Either way is fine as long as you REVIEW! Thanks a lot for reading and I wish you all the best!