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Innocent Of Evil	By : KMac Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 2974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Flashback

Jerrin�s image leaned forward, placing a silvery hand
against Kurt�s temple in what was a shadow of her real touch.� Frowning, she looked down into his
eyes.� �My, it�s a mess in there.�

He gave an incredulous snort, but didn�t bother responding.� She kept her hand in place, just observing
the chaos of his thoughts for a long time.�
�There, that image, the one you keep rejecting.� That is a true image.�� She brought it up to the forefront of his
mind; a chimeral view of a male Jerrin with a weird intermixture of
genitalia.� Kurt shook his head,
rejecting it again.� �Don�t shake
your head at me, that�s what I�m like as a male.� I don�t keep my testicles hanging on the outside; mine are always
inside in my torso, like my ovaries.�
Look again.� I don�t have a
scrotum at any time, instead I have an almost vestigial vaginal opening behind
my penis.�� Kurt faced the image at
last, and couldn�t help but shiver at the strangeness.� It almost looked like Jerrin had been
castrated, but this was his normal masculine form?

�Look at this� I saw this on the surface of Logan�s mind
during that first interrogation.� This
is how he found us�� A picture
formed in Kurt�s mind, of Jerrin, as a male, lying naked and supine on
something like a large gym mat. �He was
also naked, lying half on top of Jerrin, the dark blue of his form contrasting
with the grayish pale of Jerrin.� He was
straddling one of Jerrin�s legs, and his tail wrapped loosely around Jerrin�s
penis, leaving the cleft between Jerrin�s legs clearly visible.� Kurt�s own member lay on Jerrin�s thigh,
half erect and slick from recent use.� �I
don�t know if it will make you feel any better, but you never did have anal sex
with me, you only made use of my front entrance, when I was male.�

He flushed in embarrassment.� �Mr. Logan saw us like that?�
Oh Gott.� Are� you
different as a female?�

She nodded.� �Internally,
yes, of course.� Even as a female I
possess a male reproductive system on the inside.� Externally, though, I look a lot closer to human norms in my
female form; nearly identical, in fact.�
It�s as a male that I can�t pass a cursory exam.�

He let out a breath.�
�That�s one of the ones that had me doubting my sanity, and it�s
true.�� He looked down, trying to figure
out what he needed to know first.� �Tell
me� tell me what happened that last day I remember, when they gave me the
drug.� Don�t hedge it, just� tell me.�

She looked at him, and then nodded, looking off as she spoke
softly.� �Several more guards
arrived, and some of them came into my cell, and they backed me up against my
bunk.� They tore my paper clothes open,
and pushed me down.� I thought they were
going to rape me, something I�d been afraid of since I woke up there, so I
fought them, or tried to.� They pinned
me down, and the guy who gave us the injections knelt between my legs and
penetrated me with his fingers.� He
fucked me roughly like that while telling me what a freak I was, until my body
couldn�t help but moisten from the stimulus.�
Meanwhile, all I heard from you was growls and roaring.�

She squirmed, looking uncomfortable with her memories.� �They carried me to a big room, with
observation windows along all the walls.�
It had a bare commode in one corner, and a big open shower in
another.� A third corner had a big bin of
what looked like monkey kibble.� There
was a mat in the middle, and the last corner had the door.� They put me on the mat, and left.� Then they opened the door and shoved you
through.� You were naked, and they had
you by the throat with two of those wild-animal nooses, the kind on long
poles.� They closed the door on the
poles while you twisted on the nooses like an angry cat, hissing and clawing at
them.� They loosened the nooses and
slipped the poles out of the crack of the door until we were sealed in
together.

�You went around sniffing at things, almost on all fours�
and I started to get nervous.� You
weren�t acting right.� You came up to
me, with your fur all bristled, growling, and all the training I�d ever had
about how to deal with wild animals came to mind.� I made eye contact, and�you, the Kurt I knew, wasn�t in
there.� I stayed still, and you
approached me, sniffing me up and down.�
Especially down.� You started
snuffling at my crotch, and I pushed you away.�
Wrong move on my part.� You
jumped on me aggressively, snapping your fangs in my face.� I still had the disorientating drugs
affecting me, but what they gave you seemed to burn them out of your
system.� You touched my wetness and
smelled it, growling at me to keep still.�
You� liked it.� A lot.� You started rubbing yourself on me, and it
didn�t take you long to figure out where to put your cock.�

Jerrin looked over at Kurt, and he made a rueful face,
showing he was just as uncomfortable as she was.� �That first time was rough.�
The only thing on your fuzzy little mind was your pleasure, and you
barely let me move without snapping at me.�
I wet some more, I couldn�t help that, but it didn�t exactly feel
nice.� You finished, and just panted on
top of me for a minute, before you started right back up again.� Whatever it was that they gave you made you
insatiable.� After you finished again,
you moved away a little, but when I tried to get up to get a drink, you leaned
over and sank your fangs into my arm.�
Deeply, with blood oozing around the bite that you just held there,
while glaring at me.� I was deathly
afraid you were going to tear out the flesh you held in your jaws� so I
violated you.�

That last comment seemed so non sequitur that Kurt looked
up, confused.� �You violated me?� What do you mean?�

�I used every bit of psychic energy my fear could help me
dredge up, despite the drugs, and I forced a link deep down in the primitive
levels of your mind that you were operating from.� If you were gonna to hurt me, then you were going to feel it too.� That connection, effectively a mental rape
on my part, is the core that started the empathic link between us.� I meant it when I said the guilt wasn�t just
one sided, Kurt.�� She stroked the
side of his face with her ghostly hand.�
�The limbic bond worked immediately, as you whimpered from my
pain.� You released the bite and let me
go.� I went to the shower and washed off
the blood.� It wasn�t as bad as it
seemed at first, but needless to say I was feeling a bit abused at that point.

�When I came back to the mat, you approached me again, but
more diffidently.� You minded the sore
arm, and you soon noticed that when you made me feel good, it made you feel
even better.� That wasn�t quite what I
was trying to accomplish with the link but it was a nice side effect.� I could feel your pleasure, and more, I
could feel the fierce imperative that drove you to want sex incessantly.� You never really noticed the watching
observers, and I really stopped caring about them before too long, myself.� This was the point where things started to
be more reciprocal between us.� With a
few hitches, things went okay for several days until I Changed again.�

�What happened then?� he asked.� Despite the dryness of her delivery, the nature of the
conversation was having an effect on him.�
He shifted uncomfortably, trying to hide his reaction, only to see her
image raise her eyebrows knowingly at him.�
Right.� The nature of the link
made it impossible to conceal his arousal from her.

�When you woke up and I�d Changed, well�� she
chuckled a little and put a hand on her upper chest, tightening the fabric over
her breasts with the other.� ��it was
like I�d taken away two of your favorite toys.�
You were� quite upset.�

His jaw dropped, not only from the view she�d just given
him, which made his groin tighten further, but also her turn of phrase.� �I can�t believe you just said that.�

�It was the main thing I could figure was bothering you,�
she said.� �The way you pawed my
then-flat chest made that pretty clear.�
In case you�ve never noticed, Kurt, you�re a breast man, believe me on
that one.�� He gave her a grin and
looked down deliberately at the way the shirt still clung closely to her chest.

�Ah, gotcha.� You
already knew that about yourself.�
Anyway, back to the story.� When
I was female and I became too sore to accommodate your usual attentions, you
accepted me orally pleasuring you as a substitute.� As a male, then, I knelt before you, to show you that I was
still� available to your needs, and you accepted.� When I finished, you were calm enough to explore me all over
again.� Despite the fact that I had a
penis, instead of a clitoris, you found I still had the opening you preferred,
and although it was harder work to get into, you seemed to enjoy it as
much.� You got used to stimulating me in
a new way, and we just continued as we had for a couple more days until the
X-Men got there.�

She folded her long legs double in front of her, and faced
him steadily.� �That�s the gist of
it; the barebones of what happened.�
Anything more would be� pornographic, as I�d have to get into the
individual couplings between us.� I can
tell you how vile the kibble tasted, or how humiliating it was to use the
commode or shower when they were watching, but are those the things you really
want to know?�

He held up his hand.�
�Let me think.� I think I can
make better sense of things now�� She
nodded, and laid her face on her raised knees, and seemed soon to be lost in
thought.� One of the images he had from
when he�d first remembered, of Jerrin kneeling before him, sucking him, both as
a male and as a female, clarified.� He
could see the occasions it happened in his mind, almost feel them�� His body stiffened, yellows eyes wide and
blazing as he was caught in a full recall from those times�

He woke hungry, but not for food.� His lover� his mate� and the Kurt from �Now� felt a shiver as
he remembered that he�d thought of Jerrin that way, �lay beside him,
drowsing.� The dark blue of his hand
roamed over Jerrin�s torso, stopping to stroke and fondle the pale penis.� Silver eyes slitted open, as his thick
fingers reached past Jerrin�s member to push softly at the tight opening behind
it.� Jerrin�s hands stroked his tousled head,
and pulled Kurt up for a kiss that set his heart racing, and his cock throbbing
with need.� He made a noise in his
throat somewhere between a moan and a growl, and gripped Jerrin�s cock firmly
with his tail, stroking it to hardness before pushing his fingers at Jerrin�s
entrance again.� He pushed one broad
digit inside Jerrin, stroking in unison with the movements of his tail until
the narrow channel moistened sufficiently.

Jerrin groaned, and Kurt levered himself over his lover, and
bracing his upper body with hands placed on either side of Jerrin�s face.� Using his tail to keep Jerrin�s cock out of
the way, he pushed his own inside the tight channel that his finger had just
prepared.� He lifted his face in slack
jawed ecstasy at the first full stroke in, never failing to be surprised at how
good it felt to move like this, so deep inside Jerrin.� His limber body arched over where his busy
tail worked, while his hips thrust powerfully to pump his cock repeatedly
inside his lover.� The Kurt of Now
worried his lower lip with his fangs, the crashing memories sending the full
sensations of the lovemaking thundering through his nerves.� With a strangled moan, he reached into his
sleeping shorts and stroked his painfully hard cock.� He couldn�t help it� it was too much to withstand.

Words that he didn�t understand at the time whispered softly
out of Jerrin.� �Ah, Kurt.� It�s so good like this.� What you do to me� I can�t stand it for
long.�� Jerrin�s long form squirmed
under him, and hands roamed through the nap of the fur at his sides.� Kurt grinned fiercely as he fucked his
friend, and lowered his head to drag his fangs carefully over the flat nipples,
making Jerrin hiss and arch.� There were
quivers in the channel that squeezed him, and he sped up his thrusting to set
off the strong spasms that felt so good around his cock.� Jerrin�s vagina rippled around him and Kurt
writhed as he pushed past them, reaching for his own release.� �Kurt, I�m close� so close.� Ah, fuck me!� Hard!�

�Kurt�� he looked
up, in the Now, to see Jerrin watching him as he desperately pumped his cock in
his fist.� �I feel it too� I see what
you�re remembering.� Dear Lord�� She quickly unbuttoned her shirt, letting it
hang it open to his hungry eyes, as one her own hands dipped past her waistband.� The other hand squeezed her pert breasts,
and played with her nipples.� �Together,
love.� As much as we can��

In the Then, his orgasm surprised him, his seed spurting
inside Jerrin.� Kurt lunged down to bite
his lover�s neck, and struggled to keep moving until Jerrin�s cock spilled it�s
own release between them.� He collapsed
on top of Jerrin, and stretched to catch Jerrin�s lips, saliva and blood making
a thin magenta smear around both their mouths.�
With hardly a warning, the memory spun and changed, and he knelt close
behind Jerrin, who was more rounded.�
His hands were fondling and toying with her soft breasts.� �The same breasts he could see her
playing with Now, in front of him.�
He raked his fangs gently on the nape of her neck as her head lolled
back from the way his tail spade was flicking around her clitoris.� She groaned, placing her hands on top of his
and pushing them harder against her breasts, and rubbing her butt against his
hardness.

He put a hand between her shoulders and pushed her forward,
and she bent for him, exposing her sopping entrance to him.� He guided himself inside with a hand, and
then slammed forward, setting an almost brutal pace.� His hands gripped her hips, and then slid up to play with her
dangling breasts, tugging and twisting on her nipples.� Jerrin gasped, and hissed back to him, �You fucker�
that almost hurts� but it hurts good.��
He growled in threat, and pulled out of her abruptly.� She barely had a chance to moan in
disappointment when he roughly pushed her on her back and thrust inside her
again.� He glared deep into the silver
eyes, and brought one hand from bracing himself to her throat, squeezing it
firmly as he ravished her body.

Her eyes seemed to understand, she lifted her chin, exposing
her throat to him.� �Easy love, easy,�
she said softly.� �You don�t like that
tone of voice.� You� oh Lord� you know
I�m yours.�� The look of love, lust, and
submission he could see in her eyes� �was matched only by the same look he
could see in them Now as their pleasures fed on each other, doubling and
redoubling between them as they separately, yet still together, struggled to
ease the unbearable longing they both felt� �the surrender in her eyes
satisfied the sense of challenge he�d gotten from her.� He let go of her throat, and leaned down to
lick and suckle at her breasts, as he kept up the sweetly punishing rhythm
inside her�

In the Then, and in the Now, he felt himself building, and
the memories finally took second place to reality.� His shorts waistband was shoved down low on his hips, and his
cock and scrotum were bare to her as he stroked the one, and fondled the
other.� Jerrin has lost her bottoms
somewhere, and one hand was moving in her wet groin as the other played with
her sweet breasts.� The spiral of pleasures
between them finally triggered him and he groaned from down around his toenails
as he arched backwards when he came.�
She cried out shortly after, and he fought with an overwhelming urge to
bite what he knew wasn�t really there, as he panted in the aftermath.

He worked to catch his breath, and slumped forward, only now
becoming aware of the mess, and of the spectacle he�d made of himself to
her.� �Whoa, that was intense,�
he heard her say.� �Hang on a
second.� I�ll send you a towel.�� Her image faded from his bed, and his breath
caught in his throat at a sudden sense of loss.� From a swirl of mist in front of him, a towel dropped on the bed
where she�d been.� Tiredly, he picked it
up, and mopped himself up.� Thankfully,
he�d only gotten himself so he didn�t have to remake his bed this time.� Her image appeared next to his bed, wearing
a towel around her and nothing else.� �You
might want to take a shower.� I am.�

�Sounds good,� he said.�
He put on his bathrobe and trudged to the boy�s bathroom, and took a hot
shower, followed by a cool rinse.� He
made a half-hearted attempt to dry himself before he put on the clean sleep
shorts he�d brought with him and went back to his room.� Jerrin didn�t have as far to go, and he�d
heard the humming of the pipes to her bathroom stop while he was still under
the spray.� He buried the soiled towel
in his hamper and sat down heavily.� He
looked up in surprise when the bedsprings of his bed shifted as she sat down
next to him, no longer an image.

�Hey,� she said.� �I
think it�s safe to talk, now that�s out of our systems.� Besides, you feel like you could use
this.�� She put her arms around him and
hugged him tightly.� He nuzzled her
neck, breathing in her cleaness and the uniquely citrusy scent that was Jerrin.� Deliberately, softly, he bit her, right
where the column of her neck met her shoulder.�
She shuddered in response, hissing at the hint of his fangs.� �Don�t get us started again, love.�� With a flair of her mist, another towel
appeared.� �You didn�t dry very well
tonight.�� She put it on his head and
rubbed his hair, being careful of his ears, and staying with the nap of his fur
as she worked her way down his torso.

�Too tired,� he said.�
�That drained me, so much.�� She
tossed the damp towel toward his hamper, and pulled him back in her arms.� He rested there, feeling her breath on his
drying hair, and her slow heartbeat next to his.� �I feel strange� different,� he whispered.

She turned her head to face him more.� �You are different.�

He lifted to meet her eyes.�
�What do you mean?� He knew what
she said was true, but he didn�t know how, or why.

�Until tonight, there�s been an almost schizophrenic
division in your mind.� On the one hand,
is Kurt, happy-go-lucky teenager who�s never even gotten to second base with a
girl.� On the other hand is the Feral,
who by the end of that week was quite the sexual casanova, veteran of a host of
amorous encounters.� Tonight, they met,
and to some extent, integrated.� Forgive
me for saying this, but you were still pretty much a child.� You just had to grow up a bit, before you
were ready to.�

He snuggled his face back on her shoulder and thought about
that.� �Where those memories�
representative?�

�Pretty much.� That
first time was nasty, of course, but after I mind-reamed you, you took a lot
more care not to hurt me.� After we
worked that out, it got better.� You had
a hissy fit when I Changed, but we worked that out, too.�� He felt her sigh.� �You�ll probably remember more now that the dam between the
personas has broken.� Hopefully it won�t
hit you so hard as these did.� You might
even gain full recall, but I can�t see how that would be helpful to you.� You are not the Feral, and you never will
be.� Judging yourself by his actions
would be stupid.� Expecting yourself to
become him would be worse.�

He spun a lock of her hair around a finger.� �Because I can think, and he couldn�t.� I don�t have to act on sheer instinct, and
he did.�

She nodded.� �It was
what it was.� If you can gain anything
of value from that time, take an ease and familiarity with your sexuality.� It�s sort of how I think of my Initiation;
it had nothing to do the rest of my life, except that after I was no longer
ignorant in the bedroom.� Not that I�d
tried out the knowledge I gained from it until that week.�

�I don�t feel as guilty now.� Mostly, I was upset because I didn�t know� couldn�t remember� and
my imagination painted these terrible images��
I still have things I�m ashamed of, but it seems that you do, too.�

�I was that taught that forced rapports were a bad
thing.�� Her tone was chagrined.� �The fact it was in self-defense doesn�t
help much, but I can�t see how I would have changed it if I had it to do all
over again.�

�And there�s nothing I could have done to change things at
all,� he said.

He jumped when his door pushed in a little and the stocky
figure of the Wolverine stood there.�
�Good, now that�s settled, you two need to go to bed.� Separately.�

�You suck, you know that, Logan� Jerrin said,
resignedly.� Kurt tensed, anticipating
mayhem.

�You wish,� was all the gruff man said.� �Now kiss �im goodnight and get to your own
room.� I�ll check on ya in 5
minutes.�� He pulled the door shut and
his heavy tread retreated down the hall.

She pulled back and gave him a crooked smile.� He closed the gap between them, and kissed
her softly, with little passion, but with all the emotion in his heart.� He was rewarded by the warm expression on
her face as she slowly unwrapped herself from his embrace and stood by the bed,
holding his hands as if she didn�t want to let him go.� Which was true, he could feel, and he, too,
felt lost outside her arms.� �Gute
nacht,� he said.

�Gute nacht,� she answered.�
She dropped his hands finally and looked longingly at him a little
longer before turning away and vanishing in a swirl of mist.

He laid on his bed, and found that the chaos in his mind was
better.� For the first time in weeks, he
fell asleep without the nightmares his guilt conjured up.� Instead, all he was aware of was the citrusy
scent of her that lingered long after she was gone�

A/N: Wow, that was hot.�
Remembering something like that is bound to have an affect on you.� The rules still say they can�t be fully
together, but maybe they�ve found a loophole that�ll help them keep their
sanity for the time being, eh?
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