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Eloi Chapter Forty Two
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� I think the Nap
Faerie has struck again. Moof. InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and
Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: *gold star* Morgan: Tag, you�re it. Readers/Reviewers: This might piss some people off but� it�s fic. *shrug* You�ll live. Oh and HAPPY LAMMAS!

Kurt curled
his tail around his ankles, perching like an azure gargoyle on the edge of the
thick stone wall that ran the length of the back garden. The wall was a
relatively new addition to the grounds, something the Professor had installed
during the last rebuilding incident; it was designed to look as old as the
original parts of the mansion, as were the newly rebuilt portions, but Kurt
could feel that the stone was artificially aged. It had none of the smooth edges of the old
stones, none of the soft coolness.
Instead, it felt rough and abraded, planed to look weatherworn, some
pieces bearing traces of stain that mimicked rain-wear and dirt. He let the nitpicking thoughts wend their way
through his otherwise tumultuous mind�he found it almost soothing to have a
train of thought that had not derailed in flames. He let himself get so absorbed that he did
not hear Jubilee�s approach until she was almost upon him. Shifting smoothly so that he faced her, never
leaving his crouched position, he stared down in the dark, his eyes fairly
glowing. �What do you need?�
�A lot of
things,� she shrugged. �Sanity, clean
socks, green hair dye� Peace and quiet away from Remy�s hounding and everyone freaking out
in there.� She braced her hands
on the edge of the wall and pushed herself up, sitting next to Kurt as if she
had been invited. �I heard about you and
Kitty.�
�Bitte,� he groaned, covering his face with his hands. �I don�t want to talk about it. I was verdammt bl�d[1]! I�m going to beg her to take me back in the
morning!�
�No,�
Jubilee said, a bit more sharply than she had intended. She took Kurt�s wrists in her hands and
pulled gently, revealing his face.
�Don�t do that. Look, I�m not
saying don�t try and fix things with her but it has to be both of you. Just you doing it won�t be healthy�� she
trailed off and looked up at the fine sprinkling of stars overhead. �I�m not a good one to be giving relationship
advice, I guess. Sorry.� She did not look at Kurt as she slid from the
wall and took several steps towards the mansion. �I guess I�ll leave you alone. Sorry.�
�Wait,� he
called softly, jumping down and closing the distance between them in a few
steps. �Why did you come out here? Were you looking for me? Is something wrong?� He looked down at her face, realizing that
Jubilee was one of the few people at the Institute who did not stand taller
than him. Her eyes were wide in the
dark, the black pupils almost swallowing the bright blue of the irises. Her lips parted and she sighed, reminding him
forcibly of Kitty for just a fraction of a second. _No, not Kitty, _ he thought. _Just female, woman� the sound she made is
universal to them all. _ He swallowed hard,
realizing that he was staring, and looked away.
�No, no one sent me to
find you,� she finally replied, swaying closer.
_He smells good� he smells like soap and warm and Kurt� no cigarette
smoke. I don�t know why I never noticed
his eyes before� _ She liked how Kurt treated her, she thought
fleetingly. He did not make demands on her,
did not expect her to be something she could not manage. He did not treat her like she was a
child. �And all sorts of things are
wrong,� she continued. Kurt�s teeth made
white points against his lower lip. He
could move away, she thought, her heart starting to beat faster. He could leave. She could leave, she added to herself. Just walk away. _This is nothing, _ she scolded
inwardly. _You�re lonely, he�s hurt�
you�ll hate yourself later�
_
Kurt licked
his lips involuntarily, finding them suddenly dry. _You don�t want to do this, _ he thought
bitterly. _You just want someone to
comfort you. _ Jubilee was his friend, he reasoned with
himself. He was not truly attracted to
her, despite the fact she met all his requirements for attractiveness. And they had so much in common. The image of Kitty did not leave his mind or
heart, but he felt himself sway towards Jubilee in an action mimicking her own
early shifting. �Why�d you come out
here?� he asked quietly. �Remy�s inside.� As
soon as he said it, he knew the answer.
She came out to stay away from Remy, to get away from temptation. _You don�t want this, _ he repeated to
himself. _You�ll hate yourself
tomorrow. _ �I think,� he said slowly, �I need to
go to bed.�
�Yeah,� she
whispered, her voice barely audible in the night air, �me too�� She did not know who started it but suddenly,
her lips were against his, her tongue seeking entrance to his mouth as his
hands gripped her elbows tightly. She stumbled slightly as he drew her against
him, her body yielding as his hands moved to her back, pressing her against
him. She felt him respond to her
nearness, to the soft sigh that escaped her throat as her tongue finally
slipped across his, playing havoc with both of their senses of control. Her mind screamed at her, told her she was
acting rashly, that this was not lust for Kurt or even mild desire, that she
was seeking to feel whole again, to feel wanted and needed, and that Kurt was
*not* the one to find solace with, but she did not listen. She just knew that she felt good, she felt
like she was real again.
Kurt
groaned, guilt flooding him but unable to abate his need. He felt the press of the stone wall against
his back and nearly cried out as Jubilee�s fine-boned hand slipped beneath the
waistband of his pants. It was all so
fast, so heated, that he could not think.
She grasped him, her breasts against his ribs and her mouth on his
throat, and he knew there was no stopping now.
He needed to feel loved and this was as close as he was going to
get. He could already feel the
contrition bubbling in his throat, the shame he would feel in the morning, but
he could not stop himself from moaning in pleasure as Jubilee stroked his
length, guiding one of his hands to her breast as she increased her efforts to
bring him ecstasy. He felt the weight of
her in his palm, the paradoxically firm and soft rounded flesh with it�s turgid peak, pressing into his hand and moving as she
did, her entire body rubbing against him as she stroked and pressed, her lips
and teeth and tongue nibbling and kissing and sucking on whatever flesh she
could reach through his shirt.
Jubilee
heard Kurt�s groans become louder and a smile flitted across her lips. The hot thickness of his length in her hand
made her feel oddly powerful, the knowledge that *she* was the one pleasuring
him, *she* was the one making him sound like that filling her with something
akin to pride. Kurt made no demands on
her, did not seduce her or seem to think that all wrongs could be righted with
a pretty word and a flourishing gesture.
_Be fair _ she ordered herself, rubbing her thumb across the sticky-hot
moisture seeping from the sensitive head of his length. _You love it when Remy does those
things. You�re making him sound like a
bastard and he�s not�
_ For a moment, she
faltered, but it was too late. Kurt�s
hands on her breasts were making her moan and the thickness in her hand was
pulsing with desire. Before she could do
much else, Kurt gasped and bit down on his lower lip so hard blood rose to the
surface, trickling into the darkness of his fur. His release spilled sticky and wanton across
her fingers and hand, his body sagging against the stone wall as she slowly
withdrew. Jubilee found that she had to
catch her own breath then. Kurt�s eyes
were narrow yellow slits in the darkness, the only thing about him visible in
that moment. The moon was behind a cloud
and she could not see him as she had before.
He was the darkness suddenly, and she felt alone again. �Kurt,� she began, only to be cut off.
�Nein,� he
rasped. �Bitte�
nein��
She felt
tears prick the back of her eyelids as she vanished. _You�re only lying to yourself if you tell me
you didn�t want it too� _

A/N What�s Pietro
doing? Does Tabby know Lucas is there
yet? And just what are those wacky Morlocks up to? ;)

[1] Damned stupid
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