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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 5: Full of Surprises
- WAFF, Oral, Fetish
How did this happen? Kurt wondered, not for the hundredth time, as he glanced over at his date for the afternoon.
Amanda Sefton, the shy girl from his math class, had asked him to the Sadie Hawkins dance, which they’d attended together a few nights ago. During the dance, the young woman confessed to Kurt that she’d seen what he looked like without his holographic disguise. To his eternal surprise, the sight of his blue, furry self intrigued, rather than appalled, her, even after she’d gotten a much closer look at him. They ultimately fled the dance, thanks to an outbreak of hell-beasts entering this world through rifts triggered by Forge experimenting with Kurt’s powers.
Despite what must have been the most insane, bizarre dance possible for either of them, Amanda had treated Kurt to her favorite ice cream parlor afterwards.
Now, a few days later, they sat in her car at a bluff overlooking Bayville, nursing cups from that same parlor. Amanda had invited Kurt to celebrate her getting her driver’s license. With no Danger Room session scheduled for the day, Kurt had eagerly accepted.
“I had a great time the other night,” Amanda reminded him, her soft voice breaking into his frenzied thoughts about how to proceed with his first date (that didn’t involve a tuxedo, anyway).
Kurt swallowed a mouthful of dairy delight and turned to grin at his date, whose dark eyes regarding him seemed almost infinite in their depth. “I did too,” he replied. “Sorry it got so crazy.”
Amanda covered her mouth to giggle, a habit Kurt had noticed in the short time he’d known her. “It’s okay, Kurt. Actually, it was really exciting!” She licked her spoon clean of blue cotton-candy ice cream. “Does stuff like that happen often?”
Kurt sighed; he’d hoped to broach this topic himself, but he felt glad nonetheless for the opening provided. “All ze time,” he answered honestly. “Every veird thing zat happens at school is because of me or one of my friends at ze Institute… or zose guys from ze Brotherhood.”
“Who?”
“Uh, Lance Alvers, Pietro Maximoff, Blob and Toad,” Kurt answered, chagrined at failing to realize Amanda wouldn’t have encountered them in their troublemaking “supervillain” personas.
To his surprise, Amanda didn’t look frightened at all as she regarded him with those fathomless eyes. “Do they all… secretly look different too?” she whispered, voice laced with barely-restrained excitement.
The furry mutant, still disguised since they were nominally in public, laughed at the unexpected question and excitement behind it. “No, I’m afraid zey’re lucky enough to blend in without a sci-fi gizmo,” he replied in a sad tone.
Amanda shook her head firmly. “No way! You’re the lucky one for being the most beautiful shade of blue,” she protested. “I just… hate that you have to hide the real you.”
Kurt blinked in shock at the sincerity of her response. Not knowing what to say, he worked on his ice cream for a bit. Stolen glances revealed his date doing likewise, her cheeks darker where most girls would blush.
This time, after a few minutes, Kurt broke the silence, if only to stave off brain-freeze: “If you keep hanging around me, you could be in danger a lot. Even if it seems exciting now,” he warned her, “it might not after a vhile.”
Amanda frowned slightly. “You did that before, Kurt,” she objected, “assuming how I’d feel about something. Please don’t do that.”
Kurt looked down at his hands. “Sorry,” he apologized, “but I don’t vant you getting hurt because of me.”
“I don’t want the guy I like to coddle me,” she snapped, as close as Kurt – or anyone he knew, for that matter – had heard to anger from the shy girl. “It’s just…” she sighed, the flash of anger over. “I get enough of that at home. My parents are so, so strict.”
The young man looked up to see Amanda staring at her own hands. “I’ll try my best,” he promised, “to keep ze girl I like safe vhen strange things happen to me.” Taking a chance, Kurt reached over to take her hand.
The dark-skinned beauty met his gaze and squeezed his hand. “I… you… I mean… what about all those other gorgeous girls at the Institute with you?” she stammered.
Kurt shrugged. He didn’t want to lie to Amanda, but he didn’t really want to delineate his entire benighted romantic history just now, either. “I guess you could say zey’ve had zeir chances,” he settled on.
“Frankly, I don’t know how they’ve kept their hands off of you,” admitted Amanda with an embarrassed smile and shifting in her seat.
The unexpected candidness elicited another laugh from Kurt, which his date soon echoed. As their laughter continued, the two teens edged closer and closer. Kurt felt his heart leap when he saw those lovely eyes drift shut and those soft-looking lips pucker. He noticed her put her ice cream in the cup-holder and followed suit.
Contact between their lips sent a jolt to the tips of Kurt’s fingers, toes, and tail. Every single hair on his body, it seemed, stood on end. Amanda’s soft whimper and the gentle movements of her mouth exuded both inexperience and eagerness, a potent cocktail that left Kurt’s head swimming. The cotton-candy flavor on her tongue only enhanced the experience.
After a while – neither teen had any notion how long – they pulled apart. Kurt grinned, and Amanda licked her lips. “Wow,” they both whispered simultaneously.
Amanda giggled. “Did I, um, do okay? I never…” She giggled again as she trailed off.
Kurt couldn’t help but laugh at the way his date’s voice sounded, so eager and nervous all at once. “Amanda, you did great,” he reassured her. “In fact, I’d like to kiss you some more. If zat’s okay.” He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.
The young woman chewed her lip, thinking. With a shy smile, she finally replied, “Only if you move us to the back seat first. The way only you can.”
On hearing Amanda asking him to use his power, the disguised mutant grinned wider; he’d never expected to encounter such naked enthusiasm from a non-mutant. With a flash and a puff of smoke, the two teens shifted from front to back seats. Before Kurt could even ask whether she’d enjoyed her second trip – the first “just for fun” one, since the true first one had occurred to escape from the hell-beasts on the night of the dance – Amanda lunged in to recapture Kurt’s lips.
Their kisses grew steadily more passionate over the next few minutes. Without the center console armrest in the way, the two teens could scoot closer, to the point Kurt slipped an arm around Amanda’s waist, while she buried her fingers in his hair. She pressed herself against him, nearly climbing into his lap. The conjunction of their lips muffled the noises of enjoyment both were trying to make.
Upon reaching the limit of her stamina, Amanda pulled back, gasping for each breath but grinning ear-to-ear all the same. She stroked Kurt’s cheeks and chin with gentle, inquisitive fingers. “Better than okay,” she breathed. “I’m so… happy… right now… I could shout from the highest mountain!”
Feeling exactly the same way, Kurt beamed in response. Distantly, part of him felt thankful for all those grueling Danger Room sessions, since he currently felt only the slightest bit winded from making out with the cute girl in his arms. He savored the taste of her lips and tongue on his own, but he resisted the building urge in his hands to explore the contours of her body, even clothed, since he didn’t want to push the shy girl too fast on their first date. Instead, he responded by telling her, “You’re qvite enthusiastic, more zan I expected.”
Amanda shrugged with a sheepish look in her eye. “I guess you might say I’m a little sheltered,” she answered, “so I’m excited to explore this with you. Just a little,” she added, perhaps a bit too hastily.
Kurt rested his forehead against hers. “I don’t vant to pressure you, either, Amanda,” he reassured her.
“That’s just the thing,” she replied. “I feel really… safe… showing you a side of me I keep to myself.”
“Vhat do you mean?” asked Kurt with a furrowed brow.
Amanda tittered and bit her lip. “You’ll think I’m weird,” she demurred.
Kurt laughed and took her hand in his to kiss it all over. “You’ve met my friends, Amanda. I can handle veird.”
With a deep breath to prepare herself, Amanda answered: “Before asking you to the dance, I thought a lot about what it’d be like to kiss you. I, uh, also thought about… y’know… other stuff, beyond just kissing, a lot too.” Her dark eyes seemed to focus everywhere except Kurt’s own, as if she were ashamed of the admission.
Already feeling the stirrings of excitement from their extended lip-lock, Kurt swallowed upon processing what Amanda had implied. He couldn’t help imagining her alone in her bed, running her hands all over her beautiful bare brown body, gasping as her fingers danced over her most sensitive spots, all while fantasizing about him, a blue-furred, demon-tailed, teleporting freak. The young man shifted in his seat, attempting to let his stiffening erection settle into place in his boxers. “Zat’s not veird at all,” he finally managed to reply. “Everyone has zose thoughts sometimes.”
“Maybe,” conceded Amanda with a shrug, “but I guess I always thought girls didn’t think about that kind of stuff as much as guys, or maybe we’re not supposed to, or something.”
Kurt stroked the young woman’s cheek. “If you can like me for everything I think is veird,” he murmured, “I can like you for everything you think is veird.”
Amanda’s breath hitched, and her head shot up to meet Kurt’s gaze. “I guess,” she whispered in epiphany, “I hide the real me… just as much as you do.” Her hand trailed down Kurt’s chest, bringing a soft smile to the disguised mutant’s face. “I just wish I could see the real you all the time,” she sighed.
Kurt’s fur rippled at the idea. A glance out the window revealed the presence of some other cars, likely carrying other couples. Even with those cars’ occupants remaining occupied with other pursuits, he still felt the risk of dropping his façade too great. “I don’t think today’s ze right time,” he sighed.
“It’s okay,” answered Amanda, who also seemed to notice the other cars nearby. “I’m not sure how much I’m ready for either, especially on the first date.”
Kurt kissed her softly to show her he didn’t mind and wasn’t upset and hopefully quell any number of concerns his date might’ve felt after a statement like that. Amanda’s soft yelp of surprise drew his attention from her lips just as he realized his tail had slipped from his holographic projection to drape across the young woman’s lap. “S-Sorry,” Kurt laughed, running a sheepish hand through his hair. “It has a mind of its own sometimes.”
Amanda tittered. “I thought that phrase applied to, um, other body parts,” she joked, triggering another laugh from both of them. “Anyway, I… wanted to see this part up close,” she admitted, now staring at the inhuman appendage, “and… ask some questions?”
“Ask avay.” Kurt’s tail flicked as if in confirmation.
Licking her lips, unable to stop staring, Amanda fidgeted with her braided hair. “It looks really flexible,” she muttered to herself. “What kinds of things can you do with it?”
“I can grab and pick up things with it, like an extra hand, or maybe more like an elephant’s trunk,” answered Kurt, feeling an odd swell of pride in a part of himself about which he normally felt shame. “At ze same time, I can carry people vith it, and even hang upside-down from it, up to about an hour.”
“Sensitive yet strong,” Amanda cooed. “That’s quite a combination.” She glanced over at him wearing a shy smile, giving Kurt the impression she wasn’t just talking about his tail.
Kurt’s tail flicked at the compliment. The young man himself shrugged. “Ze sensitive part’s not so great vhen it gets stepped on or pulled.” His date emitted a soft, sympathetic whimper.
After a long pause, Amanda licked her lips and whispered, “Can I touch it?”
Rather than respond directly, Kurt coiled his tail around his date’s wrist, a move she rewarded him for by giggling. They spent the next few minutes playing, letting hand and spaded tip dance a waltz of fleeting caresses. As the time passed, they grew bolder; Amanda ran her fingers along the edge and point of the spade, while Kurt stroked her palm with the flat. The young mutant felt utterly relaxed under his date’s gentle ministrations.
“This is beyond awesome,” enthused Amanda. “The skin is so smooth and… not soft, exactly, but it feels nice on my hands.”
“I like ze vay you touch it,” agreed Kurt with a soft chuckle. “It’s relaxing, but also exciting, in a vay. Nobody’s ever touched me like zis before.”
The young woman’s tongue darted between her lips, there and gone again in an instant, in a way that set Kurt’s fur rippling. “Could I… I mean, would it be weird if… um, y’know,” she stammered. The self-deprecating giggle that followed seemed to clear the logjam of her words. “I’d like to kiss it, if that’s okay.”
Kurt stared, and his mind whirled, both in utter disbelief of what he’d just heard, or thought he heard. “You… you vant to… kiss my tail?” he sputtered. Amanda’s eager nod assuaged the mutant’s apprehension, so he gave her his assent with a smile.
The young woman lifted her hand, bringing with it the unusual appendage. Kurt fought to keep his tail from twitching as Amanda leaned close; her warm breath washing over the tip’s sensitive skin made the task that much harder. Her lips proved equally warm, if not more so, when they made contact, brief thought it was, and Kurt found himself unable to suppress the gasp that escaped at the surprisingly-pleasant sensation.
For a long moment, Amanda stared at him, likely trying to determine whether she’d harmed her date. Kurt donned what he hoped was an encouraging or soothing smile. Amanda beamed and, surprising the young man yet again, began peppering kisses all over the spade-shaped tip of Kurt’s tail, right up to the line where the fur began – or ended, based on how one thought of it.
“I told you after the dance, Kurt,” Amanda murmured with a small smile. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I think everything about you, every part of you, is fascinating.” With that, her tongue flicked out, across the pointed tip of Kurt’s tail.
A jolt of pleasure shot from the point of contact all the way up Kurt’s tail and spine into bright flashes behind his eyes, along with a detour into his already-aching erection. The young man felt as if he’d grabbed a live wire with his tail. The sensation of Amanda’s rough tongue along the edges obliterated his conscious thought, leaving him awash in ecstasy.
Every muscle in Kurt’s body seemed to relax under Amanda’s ministrations. The rough of her tongue, the smooth of her lips, the warm and wet of both, all combined to leave the young man speechless, unable to articulate beyond guttural utterances. Amanda’s soft noises as she licked and suckled barely registered. A familiar tightening in his groin signaled his release, but he couldn’t have asked his date to stop if he’d wanted to – not that he did, of course.
Kurt’s eyes rolled back in his head. A long groan escaped his mouth. Pulses of pure pleasure poured through him, nowhere stronger than his manhood.
When Kurt’s conscious thought returned, he noted Amanda had released his tail and wore a dumbfounded expression. “Did you just… did I just…?” she sputtered. At Kurt’s exhausted nod, the young woman grinned and gushed, “Awesome!”
Kurt chuckled. “Zat vas… wunderbar. I never expected… anyone would try zat, or for it to feel so good.”
Amanda giggled, covering her mouth as always. “I can’t believe I just… I mean, with my mouth, no less!” She licked her lips and fidgeted, and her mouth quirked in an apparent effort to articulate her feelings. “I never thought of myself in that way, y’know? As a girl who could be…” She sighed and shrugged.
“Sexy?” supplied Kurt.
Amanda nodded, looking down at her hands again. “There’s always been this big… gap for me, between desiring and feeling desirable, or maybe feeling desired?” She glanced at her date.
Kurt stroked the young woman’s cheek, trying not to lose himself once more in her fathomless dark eyes. “I know ze feeling, Amanda, all too vell.” He leaned over to kiss her again, gingerly due to the dampness in his boxers from his release. She tasted so good, though, he didn’t want to stop yet.
“I should probably get back home to change,” he informed her with a sad sigh as they finally parted.
“S-Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to,” apologized his date with a sheepish smile.
To assuage her concerns, Kurt squeezed her hand and kissed the back and palm. “I’d love to keep exploring zis, Amanda, at any pace you like,” he promised.
Amanda beamed, and Kurt felt as if he might float away at the sight. “Sounds fun. We both should go home now, though,” she sighed.
Half an hour later, as they pulled up to the Institute, Amanda fidgeted. “One more question?” she asked. At Kurt’s nodded assent, she continued, “Are you… that same shade of blue… all over?”
Kurt laughed, surprised once more by his date. “All over!” he admitted with pride, having a pretty good idea what she was really asking.
Amanda squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip to contain a moan. “Awesome! I can’t wait to see that!” she gushed.
“Just try not to let ze thought distract you on ze vay home,” Kurt teased as he opened the car door.
“I’ll, uh, just have to wait until I’m there to, y’know, think about it,” replied Amanda in a suggestive tone, though her cheeks bore that same darkening Kurt had noticed earlier.
Waving as the young woman’s neon-blue car disappeared in the distance Kurt reflected on the romance blossoming with Amanda. She likes the blue; she likes the fuzzy; she even likes the tail! I never expected such a shy girl to seem so… eager. Whatever other surprises Amanda has in store, I can’t wait to find out!
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A/N: Greetings, readers! Those of you who watched the show likely remember the episode "Shadowdance," which introduced the character Amanda Sefton, who became Kurt's girlfriend for awhile. I think she's an underrated character on the show, and an underused one since she gets phased out partway through Season 3, when the plotlines move away from high school hijinks. She won't be going away anytime soon, though, so rest assured you'll get to see more of her over the next few chapters.
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