Inner Conflicts

Inner Conflicts -- Part 23 Guilty Conscience Inner Conflicts Part 23 Lance pulled up to a bald spot in the woods. He turned to glance at Kurt.  "We're here," he said. "Vhat is this place?" asked Kurt, looking around, as Lance pulled out a blanket and began to set up a section for a picnic. "This is where you and I first...you know. . ." Lance turned to look at him, before turning back to his task. Kurt stared at him with fearful eyes. Lance sat down and motioned Kurt over. Kurt hesitated for a moment, then moved forward and sat next to Lance. "I still think about that night, Kurt.  And how I hurt you.  I still hate myself for it, and I wish that we can start over."  Lance turned to look at Kurt.  "Can we pretend to start over?" Kurt said nothing, his chest rising quickly as if trying to keep his breathing under control. Lance reached out and touched the side of his face, feeling the blue fur.  He then leaned forward, his eyelids lowering. Kurt closed his eyes as well, and waited. Lance mentally grinned. It was a long week, but by the end of today, it would have been all worth it. X Tabitha knocked on Lance's bedroom door.  She hadn't seen or heard Kurt, so she hoped that he was somewhere on his own.  Maybe she'd be able to find him and talk to him without Lance's presence. "What do you want?" she heard Lance growl out. "I'm looking for Kurt," Tabitha responded, biting back the urge to blow down his door.  Maybe his jeep... "What makes you think I know where he is?" replied Lance. "Well, you all seem to be hanging around together," Tabitha bit out. "Does that mean we are constantly joined at the hip?" "No," Tabitha responded. At least I hope not... Tabitha sighed as she moved away from the door.  Maybe Kurt was still studying at school... Inside Lance's room, Lance was finally playing out his library fantasy. Kurt was impaled on his cock, back to the desk, legs draped to the sides of him.  Lance continued to help him left his hips up and down, sliding in and out. Kurt came first, and Lance followed a moment later. He smiled at Kurt as he brushed damp hair out of his face. Kurt didn't look up at him.  Instead, the blue mutant stared at the floor, body trembling from the release, but obviously troubled. "I love you so much," Lance whispered into his ear, ignoring everything else that the blue mutant was feeling. X Lance's lips were gentle, feather light, asking for Kurt's permission to let him in. A gentle hand grasped his neck, holding him steady. Kurt let his lips part, and Lance's tongue began to slip inside, and teeth gently nibbled along his lower lip. Lance's face moved away, those gentle lips moving down the side of his face, tracing the jaw line, and moving down to the neck. Kurt's hands moved up and touched Lance's shoulders, grasping at the vest the taller mutant wore.  His breathing came out harder as his body began to respond without his consent.  His head tiltedk, gk, giving Lance access to his neck. Lance sighed against his furry skin, giving him chills that seemed to excite his body more. Another hand began to slide under his shirt. Kurt felt himself being pushed back down until his back rested against the floor. Lance returned to his lips and moaned softly. Kurt felt Lance's hand leave his neck and grasp at his leg.  A few moments later, Lance was pressed down on top of him, body between his legs, his kiss a bit more demanding. Then the kiss was broken, and two pairs of eyes looked at each other, one filled with lustful desire, the other a mixture of lust and fear. Ragged breathing was heard as both boys tried to catch their breaths. Pale eyes closed as a hairless hand traced the contours of his face, lips, and chin. A small kiss on his lips. A hand tugging at the buttons of his shirt.  A gentle whisper of love. X Lance moved towards Kurt.  Seemed like Tabby was trying to get Kurt all alone.  Was she the one?  Did she know about their relationship? There was no way in hell he was going to give her a chance to ruin what he had accomplished so far. "Hey, Kurt," he said in greeting, sliding up to his side.   Tabitha glared at him.   Kurt looked at him for a moment, then stared at the floor.   "You needed to research some stuff for history, right?" Kurt nodded.   "Come on then, I'll take you out." Kurt nodded and followed Lance. "See ya around, Tabby," said Lance, giving her a wave. Tabitha growled. X Lance rocked himself against Kurt, causing the smaller mutant to arch against him. Both of them were beginning to feel the pain from not being able to release. But soon. . . Lance will have Kurt crying out his name, and begging for more. X Pietro shook his head. Something wasn't right. Yeah, Lance mentioned that the X-geeks had gotten into a fight, but why did they all look like they permenantly lost a team member.  It was as if someone had died. And Kurt was acting a bit weird too. A little too weird for his tastes. Things were so much easier when the fuzzy freak was on the other side. Even Freddy seemed disturbed by the change of team members. Tabitha and Todd were acting differently too. Tabby wasn't making as much jokes, and Todd would hide from time to time. Did they know something that he didn't? If so, that sucked. Pietro hated not knowing everything. X Questioning hands skimmed over bare skin.  Shirts lay discarded in the grass. A soft breeze drew shivers from both mutants. Kurt continued to gasp for air as Lance continued to kiss him on the neck. . . his chest. . . his stomach. . . Hands kneaded his body, rubbing his fur, touchins sis sides. . . his back. The button and zipper to his pants were undone, and were then slipped off. Dazed eyes stared as Lance's eyes met his.  His boxers were then removed, exposing him to nature. His body trembled as Lance licked his lips hungrily. He watched and allowed Lance to push his legs wider apart. Lance then grabbed him with one hand, and flicked his tongue out, touching the tip of his hardening erection. Kurt let out a little gasp, his hands gripping the leather seat under him, tail jerking to one side. Lance kissed the tip, then opened his mouth, and slowly began to suck on Kurt. X Todd watched Kurt carefully. The fuzzy freak wasn't acting like himself at all. Under normal circumstances, Todd would have enjoyed trying to find out what had the blue mutant so blue, and then torment him with that knowledge...but this time...he suspected. And for reasons unknown...it was killing him. A relashipship like that was just unnatural... Sure, he knew of homosexual relationships...but forced ones?  Because that's what it seemed to be...forced. All the happiness was one sided. If Kurt wanted to be with Lance, wouldn't he have been acting a bit happier? Todd went up to his room to hide. Guilt was gnawing at his soul. He didn't know who to talk to. He was afraid to approach any of the X-geeks.  They'd probably chase him away before he got a chance to talk.   As for the Brotherhood... Hell no.  Except Tabby.... but she seemed preoccupied with some of her own problems. Todd sighed. He only hoped that it would all blow over with no serious consequences. X Kurt's eyes shut tight as he threw back his head, stifling a shout. Lance's mouth was making him feel good despite the lingering shame that he would allow someone to touch him like that. Lance continued to suck on him, then would stop to kiss the inside of Kurt's thighs, nipping at the sensitive skin before returning to his task. Kurt's breathing was still ragged, unable to get enough air. A few moments later, Kurt felt a slippery finger pressing against his anus, and he tensed up, knowing the penetration that would follow. But another flick of the tongue caught him off guard, and he relaxed long enough for Lance to push his finger in, stretching him. X Lance counted the money he had managed to snatch from some passerby. He wasn't a professional pick pocket, but ne did well enough to get by week to week between a few odd jobs here and there. Lance looked at his watch. He had left Kurt alone in the public library only half an hour ago.  He still had a lot of time to kill. Looking around, he spotted a group of girls. They were looking pretty hot, and no guys in sight. One of them was blond, leggy, and well endowed.  She was giggling like a maniac, twirling a lock of hair between her fingers. She so screamed bimbo. The second girl had long black hair, and was okay in shape.  However, she looked like an ice queen, not even smiling to her friend's antics.  Most likely she was a very serious girl.  He pitied whoever had her as a girlfriend...unless they matched each other in personality.  Now that was an exciting couple.  Another one had longer blonde hair, and she too was gushing about somebody, most likely a boy friend.  But the fourth... At first glance, no one would notice her.  She had shoulder length brown hair, wore a pair of glasses, and the way she held herself showed that she was quite shy. Without those glasses and the proper clothing, she would definitely be attractive. And the way she looked so left out of the conversation insinuated that she never had a boyfriend and that meant she was probablvirgvirgin. Lance grinned. This was a perfect way to kill time. He slowly walked up to them and smiled. The two blondes giggled as they checked him out. The ice queen just scowled. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but come and look at you up close," he said, gazing at the girl with glasses. The two blonds looked at each other amused, as the brunette blushed prettily, staring at the floor, a small smile on her lips. Ice Queen just rolled her eyes. "Name's Lance." He held out his hand. "Karla," responded the girl, shaking his hand. Lance brough her hand up to his lips and kissed it. "Ooo, Karla," giggled one of the girls, as Karla's face continued to grow more red. "There's an ice cream shop around the corner. Want to join me?" "I, uh, well, my friends..." "Go for it, girl.  I mean, look at him!" It never ceased to amaze him...that girls always grew angry when boys talked about them as f they weren't there, and yet...they did the same thing. Karla finally nodded. The only one that didn't approve was miss Ice Queen.  But she remained silent. "We'll still be here for a while," she said.  "You know our beepers." Karla nodded. Lance led her to the corner of the street. If he played his charms just right, this one would be an easy win. X Lance continued to stretch Kurt after turning him around and having him on his hands and knees. A freshly opened tube of lube rested on the edge of the blank As As his fingers scissored at the opening, his lips traced Kurt's spine from his neck down, taking time at the sensitive spot in his lower back. Kurt writhed a bit, teeth clenched from both pleasure and pain. His hands gripat tat the blanket, and his body trembled. Lance used his free hand to reach around and grasp Kurt's cock.  He slowly began to pump it in time with his finger's movements, causing the blue mutant to jerk back. After a few moments, Lance removed his fingers and positioned himself behind Kurt. X Karla giggled.   After their "first" date he ihe ice cream parlor, she had agreed to see him again. Not too bad, if Lance said so himself.   He knew he was being risky, leaving Kurt alone in the library.  There was always a possibility that one of the X-geeks would find him there. But so far luck had been on his side, and Kurt showed no signs of wanting to return to the Institute. Maybe it was because of every line that Lance had fed him. However, Tabitha was proving to be a pain now. She was definitely up to something, trying to find out where they were going, where Kurt was, occasionally knocking on his door, interrupting make out sessions. He was going to have to find a way to get rid of her, maybe chase her out of the Brotherhood. . . But under what nds?nds? Lance continued to pretend to be interested in what the girl was saying. He briefly wondered what type of underwear she wore. X Kurt hissed as he felt Lance entering him. It didn't hurt as much as the previous times. This time, everything seemed more gentle. Lance pressed forward, and Kurt couldn't help but wrap his tail around his waist. An arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him up and off of that seat. He groaned as he felt himself being further impaled on Lance as he lifted him up on his lap. Lance continued to kiss his neck, hands running up his stomach and across his chest, making Kurt lean up against him. Lance pulled at Kurt's face, making him turn his head to meet Lance in another passionate kiss. His other hand wrapped tightly around his waist, as Lance began to slide out, then slowly slide back in. Kurt broke the kiss to moan. This was torture. . . X Kurt nervously waited inside one of the classrooms. Seemed that his grades were falling despite all his extra studying, and he had been requested to attend a teacher/parent conference. His parents being in Germany, that would mean that Professor Xavier would be called. The thought of seeing the professor again made Kurt feel cold. X Kurt gasped as he was pressed forward to rest his elbows against the floor. Lance continued with his slow movements, making Kurt feel good, but being too slow about it. "L-lance?" Kurt called out, his mind melting with all the sensation. "Kurt, I love you," he heard Lanespoespond, as he pushed forward again, reaching that spot inside him that just sent tremors throughout his body. Why was Lance being so gentle with him all of a sudden? He really didn't want this. Lance was being nice. Lance was loving him. It was unfair. How was he suppose to respond when he wasn't even sure of what he was feeling for Lance. X Kurt nervously held onto his knees. "Kurt, why don't you come back to the Institute.  You obviously have been slacking quite dangerously with your work this past week.  It has all your teachers worried." "They von't vant me back," Kurt responded. "Of course they will," said Xavier. "No they von't!" Kurt leapt up, his emotions loud and clear, even to one who wasn't psychic.  "They are disgusted! I can see that when I valk by them in the halls!  If I have to live vith that, I vould go crazy.  I vould just die, by my own hands of necessary!" "Kurt, please sit down and listen.  You're only imagining their disgust, but believe me when I say it's not like that.  They are your friends." "They yelled at me."  Kurt's voice was becoming dangerously bitter. Xavier quickly scanned Kurt's brains, trying to find the source of his fears, hoping to talk him out of them. His expression must have given Kurt a clue. "Don't read my mind!  You promised that you vould never read someone's mind without asking them!" With that, por ported out of sight. "Kurt!" Xavier's right hand stayed extended, before he slowly let it drop to the arm of his wheelchair. A sorrowful sigh escaped his lips. He had apparently made things worse. X Kurt was on his back. His legs were spread wide, and Lance was staring down at him with an intense look as he continued to slowly thrust into him. That damn slow pace. His body ached for release, but Lance wasn't giving in. "Please," Kurt whispered.  "Please." Lance gav gave him a small smile, before pulling himself out almost all the way, then slowly entering Kurt again. Kurt threw his head back and let out a deep moan. He needed more. . . X Tabitha did a double take. Was that Lance with some girl? She mentally cursed when she saw that no one was there on the sidewalk. Did she imagine it? She hoped not. &nMaybMaybe it was time to stop following Kurt and start following Lance. "Lance, just you wait." X Lance gasped as his back arched upwards. He now lay under Kurt, watching as the blue mutant, slowly being driven mad with his forbidden release, impaled himself again and again on his cock. Watching Kurt pleasuring himself like that was glorifying, but he had to be careful not to end it too soon. His hands guided Kurt's hips, forcing him to slow down his actions. Kurt groaned in despair at still being unable to achieve release. Lance hissed. The little blue demon was close to being all his. X "Um, my parents will be gone for a few days.  Maybe you could, um, see my house?" Lance grinned.  "I'd love to see your house." Karla smiled nervously, before going back to her group of friends. The two blondes giggled and shrieked, while Ice Queen said something to kill the mood. "Just because you and your guy agreed to wait until marriage doesn't mean everyone has to." "Shhh!" "Oops." Lance walked away, another sure victory heading his way. X Kurt was once again on his back. He couldn't take this slow torture anymore. "Please! Harder! Faster!" His mind searched for the word he needed. "Fuck me!" Lance felt fire course through his body at Kurt's desperate pleas and coarse language. "If that's what you want," whispered Lance, increasing his pace, slamming himself over and over again into Kurt. "Lance!" Kurt cried out, hands gripping his arms tightly. Lance grunted as he felt the pressure reach it's peak. Kurt's body suddenly tightened, mouth parted in a si scr scream, eyes shut, face flushed.  Lance cried out as he felt Kurt's juices dripping down his stomach, as his own filled Kurt's tight crevice. Lance gasped for air, gently pulling himself out of Kurt and collapsing on top of the blue mutant. Kurt, too, gasped for air, his eyes dazed. Lance pulled him into a hug. Kurt's breathing slowed down, as his eyelids grew heavy. Within moments, both boys lay fast asleep. X "You know something, don't you?" "I don't know ing,ing, yo!" Todd moved away from Tabitha.  The moment she muttered something about Lance and Kurt, he had frozen. "Todd, you know.  And you know that something isn't right!" "I was hoping it would all go away! "It's not just going to go away. Lance is using Kurt and we have to find a way to make him realize this and we need to do it soon! The longer Kurt stays with him without seeing the truth, the harder it's going to be to get him to listen!" "How do you know?" "Trust me," Tabitha spat out, angrily. Todd sighed.  "How?" "Surveillance.  We need to catch Lance in the act of cheating on Kurt." "But I thought you said they weren't really. . ." "Kurt may not realize that." "Oh." X Lance woke up feeling pretty damn good. He looked in his arms and saw that Kurt was beginning to stir. Kurt's eyes fluttered open, as he looked around, confused. His eyes began to clear. Lance brushed a stray lock of hair away from Kurt's face. "I love you," he whispered. Kurt's eyes narrowed, looking as if he were thinking about something. Lance held his breath in anticipation. Kurt finally focused on him. "I...I..." Kurt looked at him in wonder. "I love you, too," came out a surprised sounding whisper. tbc. . .