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Chicks Dig the Fuzzy Dude	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 27547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
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Chapter 4: Blondes Have More Fun
- Angst, Fetish
Exhausted, Kurt flopped onto his bed. Fatigue permeated every muscle in his body, including some he didn’t even know he had. What a week, he groaned inwardly. I don’t know if I can survive three more like this…
Nonetheless, remembering the root cause of his current weariness brought a smile to the blue mutant’s face.
Earlier this week, Tabby had begun flirting with Kurt at every opportunity, including the middle of a search-and-rescue exercise on the bluff behind the Mansion. Her free-wheeling nature, and Kurt’s attempt to show her how that could cause problems, had led to Kurt nearly drowning, and the Professor had grounded both of them for their parts in the debacle. Despite his belief that his actions – throwing himself off the gurney to remind Tabby to secure a real evacuee – had constituted fair play within the context of the exercise, Kurt decided not to plead his case, lest Tabby think he was throwing her under the bus.
Chafing under the restrictions, Tabby had talked Kurt into attending the school’s fundraising carnival with her. As the evening – the date, though neither of them called it that – wore on, Kurt found himself having an absolute blast with the blonde, her sense of fun proving irresistibly infectious. She seemed to enjoy his company just as much, and the two teens shared no shortage of lingering glances.
As always, though, Kurt’s luck didn’t last. He discovered the whole date had served as a ruse for Tabby to meet up with her dad and help him steal the money raised by the carnival. The young man had swallowed his feeling of betrayal to save them when the roof collapsed beneath them while Tabby tried to talk her dad down.
In the aftermath, he had learned that Tabby only agreed to help her dad if he left her alone from now on, which soothed Kurt’s feeling of being used. Even though the Professor had promised only to punish her for sneaking out while grounded, Tabby had left the Institute and left Kurt to his fate: cleaning Scott and Jean’s cars, Logan’s motorcycle, the X-Jet, the Danger Room, and anything else that needed it. The young man still couldn’t feel angry with her, though – only pity for her based on the glimpse of the young woman’s tumultuous life before her arrival.
Kurt’s smile faded into a wistful sigh as he wished, for approximately the hundredth time since that day, that Tabby had stuck around. Thoughts of the blithe blonde had haunted the young man ever since her departure, especially the wicked gleam in her cerulean eyes when she planned yet more mischief. Just catching a distant echo of her laughter in the hallway between classes earlier today had quickened his pulse.
A chime from his phone startled Kurt from his reverie. Puzzled over who’d text him this late, he reached for the device. A few swipes of his finger later, a message from the blonde he’d just been thinking about appeared on the screen:
< Yo, Blue! Long time no see! How bad they got you on lockdown over there? >
Kurt chuckled as he read; he could practically hear the words in Tabby’s flirty alto. His fingers danced over the keys as he drafted his reply outlining the terms of his “sentence.” Thank goodness for the “large keys” setting in the accessibility options, he mused while he typed.
Tabby’s initial reply came swiftly: < Damn! That blows, dude! > A moment later, a second message arrived: < Now I feel like a real bitch for leaving ya holding the bag. ☹ >
< I understand why you left, at least partially, > Kurt assured her, trying not to dwell on his own issues with his parent. < Still, I wish you’d stayed, > he added.
This time, Tabby took awhile to reply. < Really? Even after all the bullshit I pulled? >
Kurt grinned and sent an emoji to communicate that grin. < Except for the “getting in trouble” part, I had a lot of fun with you. >
A moment later, Tabby answered, < Let me in, and I’ll show you just how much fun we can have together, Blue. > The eggplant and water droplets accompanying the text confused the young man, but the subsequent wink-and-kiss face gave him some hints. Gentle rapping on his window indicated where she wanted to enter.
Wearing a grin he hoped didn’t look too goofy, Kurt pulled aside his curtain and unlatched his window. On the other side of the glass stood Tabby, clad not in her usual hot-pink tee and jeans but instead in a baby-blue tank and khaki shorts. Her whole face lit into a grin when they made eye contact, and Kurt felt his fur ripple – his equivalent of goosebumps.
“Blue, I knew I could count on you!” Tabby gushed as she breezed into the room, sparing a moment to run her finger along Kurt’s chin, one of her signature playful, flirtatious maneuvers.
“Vhat do you vant from me zis time?” asked the young man in a flat tone. While he liked Tabby, he’d also gotten wise to her ways of using her wiles to sway him.
The blonde donned her most potent pout. “Who says I want anything?” Upon receiving Kurt’s bemused stare, Tabby sighed allowed, “Okay, I guess I’ve earned that, the way I treated you. But that’s why I’m here: to apologize to you, Blue, for…”
Her face fell, and her gaze grew distant. “Holy shit,” she muttered. “I’m just like my dad.”
Kurt frowned and shook his head. “I think you’re still a good person deep down. You just learned from him how to manipulate people, and to see zem for how zey can help you get vhat you vant.”
Tabby turned away, her eyed glistening in the dim light of Kurt’s lamp. “Jeez, don’t forgive me so easily, Blue! Make me earn it!” she joked, but her voice cracked as she said it.
“I’ve never really believed zat forgiveness needed to be earned,” replied the blue-furred young man earnestly, taking one of Tabby’s hands in his.
Tabby blinked her brilliant blue eyes to fight the tears. “Asshole. You’re gonna make me cry if you keep being nice to me,” she murmured, voice thickening.
“I don’t really know how else to treat you, Tabby,” Kurt responded with a shrug. “Let’s get you some tissue, at least.”
Tabby accompanied Kurt further into his room. Rather than sit at his desk like he’d expected, however, she opted for the edge of his bed. With her trademark mischievous smile, the blonde patted a spot beside her. “Don’t worry, Blue; I won’t bite… unless you ask,” she teased with a wink.
Kurt chuckled and sat beside her, not too close but not too far either. “I’m glad you’re here, Tabby,” he told her with a small smile. “Even zough I’m grounded forever, it vas almost vorth it.”
Tabby leaned in, giving Kurt quite the view down her top. “Me too. If you can believe it, I didn’t want Dad to actually spot me.” She inched closer, making Kurt’s tail lash. “I’d tell him later, ‘Oh, I looked all over for you,’ but the school’s money would’ve been safe.”
The young man laughed and leaned towards his companion. “Not a bad plan, I guess. Too bad it didn’t qvite vork.”
“Damn right, it’s too bad,” replied Tabby, who wrapped her arms around Kurt’s neck and pressed herself close. “I had other plans that night, too,” she purred, “plans to show you such a good time when we got back here.”
Circling his arms around the blonde’s waist, Kurt grinned, particularly at the feeling of her breath on his lips. A shiver climbed his spine. Tabby’s rich blue eyes glittered with mischief and promise and desire in the lamplight. Days’ worth of pent-up longing propelled him to meet her lips with his, and her response’s passion indicated she’d been feeling the same way. They fell together atop the bed, Tabby astride Kurt.
The young man groaned when the blonde kissing him ground her groin against his long-stiffened bulge. Kurt’s hands explored, and Tabby’s did likewise, both unafraid to slip beneath fabric barriers. A surge of pride filled the teen when he managed to unhook, behind the back and purely by touch, the blonde’s bra with his large, sometimes-clumsy fingers.
Tabby nipped his lower lip and sat up; the saucy expression on her face dampened Kurt’s spike of concern that he’d somehow managed to misinterpret the timbre of this encounter. In one smooth motion, the blonde peeled off her shirt and bra, leaving her hands stretched high to show off her breasts. Not quite as large as Jean’s, they hung proudly from her frame, crowned with rosy nipples and dotted here and there with a few tiny birthmarks.
Kurt’s eyes fixated on them, prompting her to lean down, teasing him with the barest brush against his chest. “Like my tits?” purred the blonde into his ear. He responded by grabbing them with both hands.
More kissing led to more roaming hands, which led in turn to the removal of more clothing. Kurt lost track of Tabby’s hot-pink thong once he’d removed it. For her part, Tabby worked Kurt’s underwear off with gusto, murmuring “Fuck yeah!” as she exposed him; his member twitched under her gaze.
“You’re really sexy, Tabby,” Kurt groaned as the blonde stroked him.
“You too, Blue,” replied Tabby, climbing into position atop the blue-furred young man. “I can’t wait to try your bratwurst.”
Kurt chuckled, then shivered at feeling her wet heat against him. “Vait… vhat about… protection?” he yelped.
“What’s wrong, Blue? Don’t wanna make blue fuzzy babies with me?” Tabby joked, grinding her hips and nestling the tip into the proper position.
Kurt seized the blonde’s thighs to hold her still. “I’m serious! Ve’re vay too young for zat!”
Tabby laughed and tapped his nose playfully. “Jeez, lighten up, will ya? I’m on the pill, ever since I moved in, and checkups say I’m clean,” she explained to assuage his concerns. “While I can’t say you’re my first fuck, you’ll still be a special one: my first bareback fuck.”
Laughing, Kurt shook his head at his incorrigible companion. He couldn’t deny that he wanted her, though, so the young man released Tabby’s thighs to signal his willingness to continue. The sensation that soon followed, of sliding into her slick heat, drew a low groan from his throat.
“Holy shit,” breathed the blonde, her whole face scrunched into an expression of ecstasy. “Bare dick feels… so different. Damn, that’s good!” she moaned as she pushed herself further down, enveloping Kurt completely in blinding bliss.
“You feel amazing too,” replied Kurt as Tabby began to ride, slowly at first but with increasing intensity. His hands kneaded her plush rear, and his tail curled around her left calf. “I can’t get enough!”
Tabby grinned, not letting up for a moment. “You like how my pussy feels, Blue?” she purred. “All hot… and slippery… on your big, hard dick?” she added, punctuating her words with undulations of her hips.
The blonde’s motions, words, and tone combined to wring another long groan from the young man’s throat. Unable to respond verbally, he thrust his hips, bouncing his beautiful bedmate, in time with her own rhythmic bucking. A grin spread across Kurt’s face when Tabby threw her head back and moaned “Oh, fuck!” about a dozen times in quick succession.
When she pitched forward and caught herself, arms on either side of Kurt’s head, gasping for breath, Kurt teased her: “Did I vear you out so soon, Tabby?”
“Bitch, please,” she shot back in a playful tone, “I’m just getting warmed up.” The blonde leaned down to nip his lower lip. “Still, I’ve never cum that damn fast before. Blue stud.”
Kurt grinned, happier to hear her praise his skills as a lover than he might’ve imagined. He kissed the young woman while her mouth remained within reach and ran his hands all over her skin when she deepened the kiss. Now that they both remained still, the young man also savored the way her sex felt around his: warm, wet, still twitching from her climax.
Before much longer, though, neither felt satisfied with stillness. Tabby resumed a languid roll of her hips. “Fuck, that’s good,” she breathed as she nuzzled Kurt’s neck. “I can’t get enough of this dick!”
“Think you might become…” Kurt paused for effect. “Ad-dick-ted?”
Tabby sat up to fix her partner with a glare. “That sounds like one of Bobby’s dumbass jokes,” she groused. A wicked grin erupted on her lips. “If you’re gonna sound like that, I’m gonna start moaning his name instead.”
Kurt laughed, but thinly. “Please don’t; you’ll hurt my feelings.”
“Don’t wanna kill the mood, do we?” purred the blonde as she rode more energetically. “Fuck yeah! That’s the spot! Right there!”
Kurt groaned his partner’s name as she bounced up and down his length. Tabby certainly makes it sound like I’m doing a good job pleasing her, but she’s doing all the work, he realized. Pleasure surged through his body with each movement of the blonde’s hips, motion which transferred up her body to her breasts. Kurt found himself mesmerized by their rhythmic jiggling. As long as we’re both enjoying it, though, does it really matter?
“Ooh, fuck, I’m getting close again,” Tabby moaned, leaning forward onto Kurt’s shoulders. “Damn, Blue, how have you not shot your wad yet? Guys’re supposed to cum fast when fucking raw pussy.”
The young man beamed with pride at her praise. “I’ve done zis before,” he replied, trying to convey with his tone that he wouldn’t name names. A familiar tightening in his loins warned Kurt that he also neared completion.
“Oh, shit, I feel it twitching,” cried the blonde, almost breathless with excitement and exertion. She nuzzled his neck again and urged her partner, “My hot pussy needs a creampie, nice and deep. Give it to me, Blue, every fucking drop.”
Already approaching the edge, Kurt shivered as Tabby’s pleas drove him over. He groaned her name while seemingly every muscle in his groin contracted, again and again, to grant the blonde bombshell her wish. He held her hips to keep his twitching manhood fully inside her.
“Holy shit,” breathed the young woman, “I can feel it! Fill me up, Blue! Goddamn, that’s hot! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck!” Tabby’s stream of curses softened when she muffled herself against Kurt’s neck.
Minutes passed before either of them could so much as think about moving or speaking; only their winded gasps disturbed the otherwise-silent atmosphere. Kurt grinned and savored the afterglow of the sort of sex he hadn’t realized he was missing. He decided he really liked having a spent Tabby, panting and glistening with perspiration, in his arms.
All too soon, the blonde began to stir. “Damn, Blue,” she purred, “that was, hands down, the best fuck I’ve ever had. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard.” She giggled. “I’ll have to thank Jubes for the recommendation.”
Chuckling, Kurt stroked Tabby’s back. “Achtung! Now I’ve got a reputation!”
“As a total stud!” emphasized the sated young woman, who started to squirm suddenly. “Shit! I think your spooge is starting to drip out of me. Fuck, that feels weird!”
Kurt scrambled to hand his erstwhile partner tissues with which to blot the mixture of their fluids dribbling from the conjunction of their bodies. Holding the wad against her groin, Tabby eased herself off of the blue-furred young man and stretched out beside him on the bed. “Damn, Blue, you really filled my pussy to the brim!” she gushed.
“You told me to!” Kurt replied with a laugh.
“I did, didn’t I?” cooed the blonde. She leaned over to give him a brief, playful peck on the lips. “I’d love to do it again, too. In fact, I’m thinking nothing but creampies for me from now on.”
Kurt frowned. “I vas… hoping you’d say something different just zen.”
Tabby stroked his cheek, but her expression fell. “Look, Blue… I’m sorry. I can’t stay.”
“Not even just for tonight?” he pleaded, taking her hand.
Cerulean eyes seemed to dim, as if a shadow passed between the two teens. “Especially not tonight. I’m trespassing, after all.” Her smirk tried to display her usual carefree attitude but somehow fell short.
Kurt kissed Tabby’s palm. “Normally you don’t care about rules,” he reminded her.
The blonde pulled her hand away as if burned. “Maybe not, but Mr. Logan’s no fucking joke. I don’t want him to catch me and chop my tits off or something.” Tabby started to gather her clothes. “More importantly, I don’t want to get you into even more trouble because of me. I’ve sure as hell done enough damage already.”
Kurt sighed and helped her, handing the blonde her shorts. He didn’t think pressuring her would help at this point, and he didn’t want to end the night on a sour note. When he saw Tabby pull her shorts on over her bare butt, he felt compelled to ask, “Vhat about your undervear?”
“Don’t feel like looking for it,” she answered breezily. “Might as well let the undercarriage air out a bit too.”
The young man chuckled and shook his head at her nonchalance about going commando. “If I find it, I’ll hold onto it for you. Until next time.”
Tabby turned to look at Kurt for the first time since she started dressing, her signature smirk on her lips once more. “You do that, Blue,” she responded as she stood to saunter to the window. “Feel free to spank with ‘em, if you want,” she added with a wink over her shoulder.
Pausing with a hand on the latch, the blonde opened her mouth as if to continue. Kurt sat up on his elbows, a hopeful expression lighting his face and his tail swishing expectantly. He couldn’t help but hope that Tabby had changed her mind about staying – whether just for tonight, or long-term.
Dashing his hopes, Tabby just blew him a kiss and a “See ya around, Blue” and slipped out the window.
Part of Kurt wanted to follow her, even so far as teleporting into her path to plead for her to stay. Part of him wanted to at least watch her through the window. Part of him felt tired – not just from the day’s and evening’s physical exertions, but also from the emotional rollercoaster that was Tabby.
With a forlorn sigh, Kurt stretched out on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He’d decided to just let her go. Maybe that saying is true: Let them go, and if it’s meant to be, they’ll find a way back.
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A/N: Much happier with this chapter than the last few, but it helps that there's more to work with - namely, an entire episode revoloving around Kurt and Tabby's fledgling relationship. Hope you enjoyed! If so, review; if not, review!
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