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Forever Yours: Whether I Like It or Not...	By : Tristatt Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 3825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, nor do I own the characters from it. While the original characters and scenerios are my own, I do not own certain X-men related phrases and terms. I do not make money from this.

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I had alot of trouble with this chapter. I had alot of hit or miss trials with how I was going to go about things. At one point I finished the story in three chapters but realized I had rushed through everything and that's no fun. I am hoping that now that I've finished this part, writing will become easier. I am open to suggestions because writer's block has been a bitch lately.
Until next time~~~
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A warm hand on the side of Kate’s face nudged her from the haziness of her sleeping mind. It was enough of a push to open her eyes and ruin any chance of being pulled into another lapse of unconsciousness. Besides the voice, now white noise, droning in the background, there was the blurry version of Kurt’s face; too close and out of focus for her to make out any of the details. As the seconds rolled on by, things began to clear up; her mind became sharp again, the droning was Sinister’s little parting gift informing everyone in the vicinity that she was just injected with epinephrine, and Kurt’s expression was that of a worried demon. She shot up, shrugging out of his grip and tried to slow her body down- now shaking from the adrenaline, “This thing’s going to be the end of me.”
“Actually,” Kurt spoke in amazement “I think it saved you.”
Kate’s surroundings took the forefront of her attention, “Where are we?”
“Wo?” He rolled his eyes- though Kate couldn’t tell, “You teleported here-“
“Did I?” Perhaps the defibrillator did more harm than good, “Then how did you get here?”
“Of all the concerning events in your life, you want to know how I got here, and you don’t know where here is?” Kurt was pondering whether or not this was an argument to have here and now.
Fighting against the constricted breaths, she managed a response, “I think you were here and you did that thing- where I get-“
“No-“Kurt put a hand on her shoulder and bamfed them to the roof of the institute. He was quiet for a moment, concentrating on something else; no doubt communicated with Xavier, but he then turned his attention to her. “I could feel you go away,” he looked down and scratched the back of his head, “I felt you when you teleported – like,” he put his hands on his abdomen, “a pit in my stomach.” He took a moment to gather the rest of his thoughts, Kate all the meanwhile anchored to his other arm in fear of falling off the roof somehow, “I didn’t need to see where I was going, I just knew-“
Kate, while she was sure this was supposed to be a touching moment, felt uncaring for whatever sentimental explanation he had cooked up, “Oh, so now this whole teleporting to random places is my fault? How did I teleport here in the first place,” her demeanor switching back to anger; her strong suit, “in front of you before when I first came here- you have to know where you’re going-“
“I don’t know how it happened the first few times,” he became defensive, “I had never met you until you had shown up in the pofessor’s office,” he gave her some distance, “but I did feel it faintly, like a limb- ” Kurt’s accent weighed heavily on his tongue as his explanation drew lengthier.
“A limb?” she looked at her arm and held it up, “I feel like an arm or a leg?“ she became suspicious of Kurt moving away from her.
“You’re a part of me,” he tried to have conviction but found it hard when she took the hand she had held out for her ‘limb’ demonstration and made a gun gesture; shooting herself in the head, “ob du es wollen oder nicht.”
“Whatever nazi boy, A limb? You jumped at me in Albany, I somehow teleported myself home to Massachusetts unknowingly- which, you can’t do on your best day, and I’m a limb?” Perhaps the sentiment had been lost to the cause.
“You haven’t been able to teleport that far since-“ it was less informative as it was just stating the obvious; meant more or less to sting her pride.
“If I could have at any point, I’d be-“ She was cut off when she had discovered her private conversation was public – Logan and Ororo made their way towards Kurt and Kate. Kate looked at Kurt, feeling betrayed but not surprised, “So much for comradery.” It was all she could mumble before a swift knock in the back of her skull sent her flying forward onto Kurt.
Kurt seemed puzzled for a moment, but then cracked a smile, “That was a bit excessive, don’t you thing herr Logan.”
“You had your shot.” Logan had felt instant gratification the moment the bitching and moaning stopped spewing out of her mouth.
“I can’t remember the last time things were quiet.” Kurt rubbed the back of his head, and bamfed the four of them inside.
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Kate never remembered waking up, just that she had her eyes open and the realization of where she was had dawned on her little by little; back in the lab. A quick jerk of her body and the failure to move anywhere was to the efforts of restraints around her wrists attached below her body level – this gave her the sensation of giving the mattress a bear hug, and she was particularly never a ‘hugging’ kind of person. “What the fuck!?” she screamed out; huffing and puffing against the pillow.
“I see you’re awake.” Beast dryly commented and appeared in Kate’s view.
“Can you see that I’m pissed, too?”
Beast gave her a pat on the shoulder and had meandered out of her eye-line, “Yes, and that is why you’re-“
“-even more pissed off than if you’d left well enough alone!” she cut him off.
“You have a tendency to get belligerent despite my good intentions, so precautions have to be taken – either way, you were going to be upset.” He returned to his computer and divided his attention.
“Where’s Kurt?” Directing her anger elsewhere may prove to be more fruitful.
“I can imagine he’s busy with the rest of the X-men, on a mission.”
“Doing what?” It was becoming clear that there was going to be no one to rightfully give an earful to. Beast didn’t respond- all too wrapped-up in his keyboard. “Hello?”
“I’m sorry, I’m not really the greatest company- am I?” Genuinely friendly.
“What are you doing over there?” Unable to see past her own shoulder.
“I’m trying to determine if I can get your device to retract itself.”
She gave a ‘hmm’ like she had known otherwise, and she had. Captain scary pants with his red glowy eyes and his pale pasty skin made it clear it wasn’t coming off- it was a part of her. “Let me know how that goes.”
“Here’s a thought,” Beast rolled the chair he was on and came very close to Kate’s face, “if there is something you know, anything, why don’t you share it?”
“Why?”
He threw his hands in there air, frustrated and still clinging onto a sense of humor, “So I can help you,” he returned to his even spoken voice, “you’re very guarded, and it’s without reason. Do you or do you not want this thing off?”
“I suppose off is the way to go-“
“Enough with the sarcasm, yes or no will surfice. Even when you ‘give in’ you’re never really giving in, you always have to be fastidious. I’m trying to be your friend.” He drew in a breath and let it out in a long sigh.
She mulled it over for a minute- friend with a blue hairball? Despite his freakish appearance, he had been more than decent and tolerant of her… “Yes, I’d like it off of me…please.” Though aware it was typical behavior to ask for help- she felt somewhat defeated.
“Tell me everything from the top.”
She did tell him everything- openly and honestly. She revealed how she had woken up and the painful procedure that she was subjected to at the hands of Sinister. All that he had revealed to her and what his hopes for her were, “and that’s pretty much everything- I’m stuck with this thing and Kurt.”
“So, exactly who has control of this device if not you?”
“I don’t know. You somehow deactivated the voice command thing – the part when you had to say ‘system’ in order to make it do stuff. Now, whenever anyone demands anything it just reacts.”
“Hmm, let me try something,” Beast suggested and in response Kate wiggled her hands to show that even if she said ‘no’ there wasn’t much she could do about it.
“Uh…system- do you have a list of control codes?”
“System acknowledges- Command Codes are present. Last command code; required subject to refrain from movement- do you wish to reactivate last command?”
“Uh,” he was blindly going through it and it made him uneasy, “No, that won’t be necessary - How can I restore the requirement of addressing you as system?”
“Command is too complex, do you mean restore security settings?”
“Sure-“
“Command accepted- security settings reestablished –“
“Shut up!” Kate yelled over the synthesized voice that sounded off from behind her.
“Subject is not a verified user, command not accepted.”
“System; Who are verified users?”
“Verified users are; Administator, all users have access to subject.”
“Fuck me…” Kate filled with anxiety at the thought of everyone having control of her- everyone except for her.
“System, can I restrict access to subject?” He had Kate’s best interest in mind.
“System acknowledges request- voice is required for imprinting.”
“Hank McCoy.”
“Imprint complete. System acknowledges Hank McCoy as the sole verified user.” The device seemingly choked on his name, it not being preprogrammed- tried its best to make the appropriate sounds.
“What about me?” Kate asked, feeling any form of control slip from her hands.
“I’d have to agree with Sinister- it doesn’t make much sense to give you control of yourself; you’re decisions are often lacking in common sense.” Having nothing to fear from Kate, Beast had released her from the restraints and Kate threw on her shirt the way an angry teenager would slam a door.
“I want to leave, this shit’s ridiculous.” Kate had stood up, arms crossed, and headed for the door.
“System,” It was all Beast said before she stopped herself and gave him a look. He in turn, gave her a look that if anything happened- it was going to be her own fault. She ignored his threat and proceeded to reach her arm for the panel, “Contain subject.”
“System- scanning…” a split second passed and Kate pulled her arm back with a blood-curdling scream.
“Don’t be so dramatic.” Beast had figured the scream to be the love child of lack-of-control and stubbornness but upon further examination, Kate’s scream was one of actual pain. The muscle of her forearm had over flexed and created the sensation of a Charlie-horse in her arm- her fingers contorted in the muscle spasm and it appeared that her right ring finger had broken itself. She smacked him in the face when he had knelt beside her to assess the damage and he, horrified at the outcome of his attempt to gain control, didn’t retaliate. “System, hold off on restricting movement.” Beast had hoped it would end the pain, but when the device responded it hadn’t taken any further action and that the pain was a real thing to be dealt with and couldn’t be commanded to ‘go away’, he had felt that he made a terrible mistake.
“What did you think it was going to do, distract me with chew toys and laser pointers?” Kate had managed to be a bitch after all; couldn’t have hurt that badly.
“System analysis- Subject responding to rapid nerve firing- dopamine is being dispensed.”
“What the hell is that?” Kate forgot the pain in her arm and focused on having another panic attack.
“Normal responses to pain cause physiological reactions; it would seem that your device is meant to limit these.”
“I feel weird.”
“Dopamine is a chemical your brain produces that makes you feel,” it took a moment to think of the word, “good.” He’d settle for the simplest explanation. “No doubt you may feel anything from being giddy, tired, or euphoric.”
It turned out that Kate’s reaction was going to be euphoric. She had gladly settled for laying down in the room that she absolutely despised and zoned out in a peacefully tweaked out existence.

Kurt’s face came into her field of view and though she was well aware of how she felt about him, she couldn’t have imagined why. Why was she so angry with him? He was blue and fluffy and maybe even soft. He had a funny voice and his eyes were pretty and shiny. As far as she was concerned, he was the bestest person around -- she was really hard on him after all. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She could feel his hesitation; straining his neck against her grip, but it was a halfhearted attempt at resistance. He met her lips with his own and his tongue ran over the tip of hers. He smiled for a moment and pulled away, “You’re high.” He laughed, and it was absolutely at her, but she found it to be funny too and partook in laughing at herself. He had a split second of pondering whether or not to leave well enough alone. Beast had debriefed the team on the situation, but the opportunity was too rare to pass up. She sat up and pulled him back towards her, laced her fingers in his hair and pulled him back down. Kurt quickly found his way under her shirt and was rolling her hardened nipples in his fingers.
“Oh god-“ she cried without any inhibition to hold the reins. She breathed deeply with him; taking in long draws of air and exhaling it just as slowly. Her skin became hot and in the intensity her hand had wandered against his length. She gripped it gently at first and he maintained control- kissing her gently and rubbing the soft skin of her breasts. But, her grip tightened as her desire for him grew- all at once, and his length throbbed against her hand. He sucked air in through his mouth sharply; an audible sign that she had managed to have an effect on him. She parted her lips, about to protest his departure from her mouth, but returned to her, the pressure between them heavier than before. She had moaned against him mouth, and mumbled ‘please’ on his tongue. He allowed a hand to wander quite directly into the warm wetness that awaited him. He pulled his hand back and observed the anticipation she readily awaited him with, “This is a lot-“ She cut him off when she had taken his hand and started sucking on his finger. The tension skyrocketed in the fuzzy blue elf, and he had taken all that he could. Without further hesitation he slipped off his black and red suit and positioned himself over the eagerly awaiting Kate. He slid himself in, watching for signs that she was regretting it or that it had hurt her; but no form of complaint followed. He had decided he’d be soft and gentle about it and took one thrust; giving her a moment to feel secure before he went again. But, an insatiable desire consumed him in that moment; the tightness of her and the warmth that melted into his skin; compressing against his pulse.
“Foreign DNA detected; subject compatibility- recording pheromone signature. “ Kurt had worried in that moment that something was going to come between him and her and quickly gave up on the candid idea of being sweet and gentle. Feeling rushed for time, not knowing how and when the device would intervene, he began to pump himself inside of her. Her compliant body somewhat lifeless rocked with the bed, had it not been for the moans and the gasps for air- he’d be worried she had died. “Signature recorded, new system administrator assigned.” Kurt didn’t know what it meant- nor did he care at that particular time, but he’d keep it on the back burner for later.
“Kurt?” She had asked out of the blue. He didn’t answer her so much as look at her with an open expression. “Harder.”
“Was?”
“Fuck me harder. I need it.” She moved her hips and it had intrigued Kurt so much so that he instinctively grabbed her around her throat and began pounding into her. The sound of his flesh pounding against her wetness became overtaken by the bed squeaking and shaking by the hastened thrusts of Kurt. She gasped against his grip and he loosened up around her neck. “Oh god, don’t stop.” She pleaded from underneath him. The request had only furthered the pleasure he had felt from her easy-goingness; the lack of guilt and the feeling of being wanted had allowed him to fully enjoy her body. His hand left her neck and traveled down to her breast where he kneaded the soft flesh with his thumb and forefinger while the other arm he used to lean on. “I’m-“ she blurted out, trying to bring her focus together.
“What is it?” He didn’t slow down, but his sense of unease began to build.
“I’m going to-“ before she could finish the sentence she came and he, who had been trying to hold back until she was ready, let himself go and strained his body as the ecstasy throbbed through his length and filled his head with a hazy sense of pleasure and calmness.
“Processing DNA-“ the device chirped out under the weight of Kate and Kurt. Kurt had wanted to collapse next to her, but he knew quite well how frequently Beast made rounds and he had worried more-so that the effects of the dopamine would wear off and Kate’s ability to enjoy basic human acts would dwindle down to intolerable.
“Kurt?” Kate softly asked under the resting weight of him.
“Ja?”
“Get the fuck off of me.” The anger could be heard in her sharp breaths, but so could the residing desire within her.
“Oh,” he pulled back to see her face, “you’re you again.” It had been a bit of a disappointment, but being in love with an intoxicated vegetable wouldn’t have proven to be much fun either.
“What did you do?” it had been redundant- she knew damn well what she did.
“Mich? What did you do?” Amusement spread on his face and when he locked eyes with Kate, her face flushed and she scrambled to cover herself. He grabbed the sheet she had tried to pull over herself and pushed the hand to the mattress, “Do you want to do it again?”
“What?” she didn’t expect that, “No! Get off!”
He slid himself back and rest his cheek on her upper thigh, making sure she could feel his heavy breath against her pink skin. It had sent a shiver up her back and it in turn made her clinch every muscle in her body. She had hoped it had gone unnoticed, but the expression on his face; a cat that finally cornered a mouse, told her he not only noticed it, but likely knew what it was.
It was then, fortunately for what ever was left of Kate’s dignity, that Beast had appeared behind the quick ‘whoosh’ of the doors followed by Logan who had been in midsentence when they had beheld the unfolding scene. Kurt kissed the back of Kate’s hand which rested nearby, got up naked, gave a bow to the two gentlemen that entered the room and bamfed himself out.
Kate was left on her own to explain or awkwardly not explain what had just happened. There was no need for explanations though; both were well aware of what they had seen and both were glad that she had something to transfix her anger and aggression onto.
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