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Starting with an accidental encounter	By : BluePixeledRedFox Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 5389 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Much to my depression, I do not own Marvel, X-Men, or the delicious Nightcrawler... Only Lacy and her dysfunctional self. Also, no money is made from this by anyone, since it is not for profit.

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_{Oy! Sorry everyone, freaking Comic con running crazy over here. Got last minute tickets and had to deal with that, but here is the next chapter. I'll leave you all with the thought that even though it was crazy at Comic con, it was worth it; Stan Lee's autograph, need I say more?!} _{Oh, yes, additional warnings; squirting, is that a warning? Well, it happens.}

Kurt sat at the table, his tail twitching while he stared at his breakfast with a satisfied smile on his face.
Kitty set her mug down on the table before joining him and raised an eyebrow. "Hm, have a good night last night?"
Kurt looked up to her, a blush rising on his face as he realized he must look like the cat that ate the canary. "Ah, ja..."
"Did you find out why your girlfriend doesn't have any pictures in her place?"
"Oh, ja," Kurt told her. "She grew up in an orphanage, and vas adopted later. She has some pictures, but she keeps zhem in a book so zhey don't get ruined."
Kitty looked up thoughtfully. "That's a pretty good reason. Maybe she doesn't have as many issues as I first forecasted."
Kurt looked at her with his eyebrows together. "Maybe she doesn't have any."
"Kurt, it's not a big deal, we all have issues," she told him. "I'm a mutant, you're a mutant, she has a panic attack when you call her darling... Everyone has their own stuff."
Kurt looked down at the food left on his plate, pushing around the ham.

Lacy laid in bed for most of the day, enjoying the feeling in her muscles from the night before.
She turned, stretching, and the memory of Kurt taking her body, touching her, thrusting into her and driving both of them crazy filled her mind, the memory of him demanding she say his name turning her on more than a little.
When the sun had started going down, she started thinking about what she could do to repay him, and realized that he'd spent most of the night a while ago finding her sensitive spots and driving her crazy with them.
Maybe she would do the same.
Lacy dug through her drawers, finding the sexiest underwear she had and pulled it on under her jean shorts and T-shirt. She went into the bathroom and made sure her legs were as smooth as they could be, digging into her closet and finding the one pair of sexy high heels she owned and pulling them on.
There was a knock at the window, and she looked up from her shoes then around her apartment. "Just a second," she called, deciding on laying on her chair sexily. She hurried over and laid across the chair, letting her legs dangle over where he could see them while she laid back. "Come in," she called, and Kurt opened the window, climbing in and closing it before looking at her.
Kurt saw a pair of black stilettos hanging over the chair's arm, highlighting the shapely pair of legs they were on the end of. He swallowed, wondering what Lacy had planned, since she usually wore no shoes in her apartment. "Hallo, Lacy," he greeted.
"Hi, Kurt," she smiled, motioning with one finger for him to come toward her. He swallowed again and obeyed, standing next to her and staring down at her. "You can sit down if you want to, but, I thought you'd like to sit here tonight," she told him, taking her time to stand so his eyes were drawn up every inch of her.
She was just about an inch or so taller than him with those shoes on, and he automatically straightened so he was at his full height, just barely taller than her, now. She smiled and motioned for him to sit, but he stayed where he was. "Vhere vill you sit?" He asked.
"Well, I had planned to sit in your lap..." She bit her lip as she smiled, letting it slip out slowly as she pushed him towards the chair.
She climbed onto his lap, facing him, and leaned in for a kiss when Kurt asked semi teasingly, "Ah, Lacy, you're not just using me for zhe great sex, are you?"
She raised her eyebrow to him. "What?"
"I asked if you are just using me for sex," he repeated, sounding a little more serious this time.
"N- Kurt, no!" She pulled back a little. "I-" her cheeks tinted pink. "I'm just a little turned on from thinking about last night... Do you want me to stop?"
Kurt looked up at her, seeing her surprise at the idea. "No, I just vanted to ask," he said.
"What would make you think that, anyway?" Lacy asked, still leaning away from him.
He glanced away. "Vell, I guess you told me your life story yesterday, I can tell you zhis... I lived in zhe circus for a long time, and ve vere all like family, so sleeping vizh vone of zhem vould be a little veird for me. I vas a virgin vhen I arrived here, and for a vhile after, since zhe place I am staying doesn't have very many people my age, let alone females.
"Vone day, zhere vas a voman my age who came to zhe mansion, and after a little vhile, she decided to, I believe it is called raiding zhe liquor cabinet? Anyway, she brought a bottle of whiskey and ve ran somevere zhat no vone vould look for us, at least for a vhile. Ve vere out in zhe garage, in a storage room, and after ve had drank zhe whole bottle of whiskey, she- zhought zhat I vasn't too repulsive to have sex vizh. Und ve did, awkvardly, in zhe storage room, on zhe cold concrete floor.
"Vhen ve voke up, nude and in zhe room, it vas easy to figure out vhat had happened, und I apologized for, vell, vhat had happened... But, later, a couple of days, she came to my room, for a second, sober, taste, I guess. I vas avake, and vas surprised vhen she turned off zhe light, but more so vhen she climbed into my bed, telling me to kiss her.
"It vas a little difficult at first, since all of my instincts told me to do zhings vizh all of my body, and she... vas uncomfortable vhen my tail touched her, or when it vas obvious I'm fuzzy, or zhat my hands are strange...
"I vasn't sure zhat she had liked it very much, but a few veeks later, she came back, telling me vhat she vanted me to do, I guess she had put zhought into vhat vould make it so she could forget vhat I look like... She... She just vanted to- have zhat itch scratched... Zhat vent on for a short vhile, and zhen she left..."
Lacy pulled his face to look at her and took his tail from where it was, over the arm of the chair, running it down her face and nipping it. "Kurt, I like your tail, it's done very nice things for me." She let his tail drift down as she took his hand next, running it across her cheek. "There's nothing wrong with your hands, they're exactly as they were meant to be, as is your soft, fuzzy skin," she ran her hands up his arms. "And the lights are on, I'll leave them on if you like... And I love it when you kiss and touch me," she told him, leaning down to kiss him. It took a moment for the shock to wear off and Kurt to kiss her back, his arms wrapping around her.
Lacy leaned back a little and whispered in his ear, "would you like me to stop what I had planned to do? I do enjoy spending time with you, and I'll try to control myself and be a good girl."
Kurt felt a tugging in his heart as she stripped away the very notion that she worried about what he looked like and only wanted sex. "Vell, if you have made plans, ve shouldn't let zhem go to vaste..." he told her, moving her lips back to his.
"Are you sure?" She asked before they touched.
"Ja," he told her, kissing her and pulling her close against him. He felt her smile against his lips and felt the tugging at his heart again.
She pulled back and his hands ran down her body as she stood. "Just a second," she said, turning to the stereo and pushing a few buttons, making a song that sounded like it belonged in a club start playing. She smiled and turned back to him, coming closer and turning the chair a little so he could see her. Kurt's eyebrows raised as she smiled, winked, and told him jokingly, "please remember; don't touch the dancers."
She waited until the next song started and walked toward him, sauntering sexily. She stopped, slowly pulling her shirt up to reveal her stomach, slowly dragging her hands up herself, taking the shirt with it when she got to a very revealing lacy bra.
She pulled off the shirt and threw it behind her, swinging her head to make her hair fly in an arc and fall around her face messily. She pulled the hair behind her, letting her hands trail down her shoulders and slowly over her breast to her stomach, unbuttoning her shorts but leaving them on as she walked towards him again, her shorts slipping low enough to see the top of the matching panties she was wearing.
Kurt gulped as she stood in front of him, wondering what she had planned next. She leaned over, moving so her breasts almost touched his nose as she stood back up. She turned around and let her upper body drop, keeping her legs straight. She looked at him as she slowly straightened, running her fingers up her leg. She did the same thing on the other leg, this time running her fingers up to her breasts and around them, back down to the waist of her shorts as she turned to face him again.
Kurt shifted in the chair as she unzipped the shorts and swayed her body, moving her hips from side to side hard enough that the shorts slid down her legs, and she stepped out of them, kicking them to the side.
As Lacy leaned down, her hand moving down one leg and up the other, Kurt could feel just how hard he'd gotten from watching her. She leaned over the chair again, this time climbing back onto his lap, running her hands up his chest, following them with her breasts, the lace feeling nice against his skin as she moved.
He took a breath, reaching for her, but as she moved her body up his and back down, she whispered, "sorry, Kurt, no touching the dancers."
"Aber du mich berühren," he pointed out. {But, you are touching me}
"You're not a dancer," she smiled, leaning forward and running her lips up his neck and jaw, pressing against him again as she moved up and back down. Kurt's eyes closed as his hands gripped the chair.
Lacy's tongue followed the trail her lips had made, her lips drifting to his and she brushed her bottom lip against his lips, rubbing up him, her breasts pausing over his face as she moved her hips so they'd move down him, pressing against the bulge in his pants and moving back and forth to tease him.
His breath came in a hiss as his hands tightened on the chair and his tail moved towards her. Lacy smiled taking his tail and moving her hand up it from base to tip. There was a spot that made him moan near the base, and she ran her hand back down it, only getting a response in the same spot. She pulled his tail closer, and his eyes snapped open when she took the tip into her mouth.
She licked it, running her tongue around it, trying to find any sensitive spots. Kurt's breath increased as he watched her treat the tip of his tail as she had his cock, which was aching to switch places with his tail.
She felt her face heating and let go of his tail as she pulled up his shirt, licking up his chest to his neck, kissing and nuzzling, trying to find any sensitive spots he had as he helped her get rid of his shirt. She followed his collar bone down and around his neck, but found nothing.
She pulled back and stood, pulling him with her to the bed. He was glad, because his amount of patience was just about out with the torturous dancing she'd been doing. Lacy pushed him onto the bed on his stomach, crawling up him and kissing up his back, running her hands up him as well, finding the scratches she'd given him and blushing as she tried to find any tender spots she could use like he did hers. "Was machst du?" He asked, trying to turn over. {what are you doing}
"The same thing you did to me," she told him, letting him roll over and kissing down his chest. He tried to push her over and roll over her, but she pushed him back, reaching to the nightstand and grabbing a long ribbon she'd used to braid into her hair and thrown there after work some day last week, wrapping it around his wrists quickly and then to the bed post. "There, that should keep you," she smiled, returning to kissing down his stomach, pausing and running her hands over him as well. She unbuttoned and zipped his pants, pulling them down his legs.
"Lacy," he said, and she looked up, a smile on her face as she ran her hands up his legs until she got to his hips. She smiled at him, reaching behind her to unhook her bra and slowly let it drop, letting it fall to the floor at the foot of the bed and smoothing her hands over her breasts, fingering the nipples for a moment.
Kurt's eyes had darkened, and he felt a growl growing in his chest. She leaned down and licked his cock, making it moist enough for lubrication, but instead of her hand, she scooted forward and wrapped her warm tits around him. He watched as she moved, making them slide up and down. A moan slipped from his mouth and he glared down at her. "Lacy," he warned, but she just smiled up at him.
"I'm just trying to repay some attention," she told him, licking the tip of his cock before taking it into her mouth and sucking as she moved her chest up and down.
"Lacy, zu stoppen," he told her. {stop}
"Hm-mm," she hummed no, making him take a quick breath at the feeling. She pulled away and straddled his hips, pulling her panties out of the way as she took him into her. She let out a sigh and started awkwardly moving up and down. His tail wrapped around her, pulling her back a little.
She tried to stop at first, but followed his unspoken instructions, seeing why he'd done it as his cock rubbed across her g-spot. Her eyes closed as she tried to go faster, his tail helping her as his hips thrust up into her gently. She panted harder, moaning and letting herself go, moaning louder as she came, tightening around him.
"Lacy," he said sharply, and she looked up to him, about to ask what, but he wrapped his tail around her tighter, pulling her down as his feet held her ankles, coming out of her as he rolled over so he was straddling her. He leaned down and growled into her ear, "Sie besser diese Höschen aus, bevor ich zerreißen sie ab." Lacy felt her cheeks heat and she panted a little as she looked up at him. "Jetzt," he demanded. {you better get those panties off before I rip them off. Now}
Lacy reached down, but she couldn't get to them since he was in the way. "I- I can't," she told him.
"Ich werde es tun, dann." He pulled his hands from the ribbon, making Lacy look at him in surprise. "Albern Lacy, nur darf ich spielen," he told her, kissing down her stomach and turning her so he could get to her back, his tail pulling her panties off. {I'll do it, then. Silly Lacy, only I am allowed to play}
"How did you get out?"
"Ich im Zirkus gelebt, schon vergessen? Flucht Künstler waren auch da," he told her. {I lived at the circus, remember? Escape artists were there, too}
"I just wanted to find your tender spots," she told him. "Like you did almost all of mine..."
"Fast?" {almost}
She pointed to a spot above her butt, half way between her spine and her side. "You missed that one..."
Kurt's tail wrapped around her wrist, pulling it away as he moved to reach this spot. He put one hand on her hip, kissing the spot, eyebrow raising when she jumped at the contact. He kissed her again before licking the spot. A sigh left her lips and he looked up at her for a moment as a mischievous smile spread over his face. His arm slid under her and around her hips, holding her against him as he nipped the spot, making her gasp. "Oh, Lacy, sollten Sie nicht diese von mir so lange versteckt haben," he told her, nipping the spot again. {Oh, Lacy, you shouldn't have hidden this from me for so long}
A soft moan drifted down to him and he licked the spot again before actually biting it. She cried out and arched, her lower body stiffening. Kurt held her tighter against him, letting out a groaning laugh into her hip. "Ah, ja," he mumbled. He held her hips against him tightly as he kissed and sucked the tender skin gently. She gasped and stiffened again, arching as he bit her again.
His hand moved down between her legs, spreading her and finding her clit, rubbing against it as he licked, kissed, and sucked the tender spot. His finger slipped in, hitting against her g-spot when she arched from his biting. He kept going, his hand taking care of her clit as he thrust his finger into her, starting to pant against her hip as she got closer, moaning and crying out as he bit her. "Kurt," she moaned as she started convulsing around him.
"Wieder," he told her, continuing, thrusting harder against her g-spot, his tail lifting her leg so he could get deeper into her. {again}
Her breath came in pants and moans as she got closer, turning louder when he nipped at her. She was close, he could tell from the way her body arched and she held on to the pillow above her. He bit her again, making her cry out and her shoes fall off as her toes curled, and she tightened around his finger again. "Ah, ja," he growled against her hip, not waiting for her to stop convulsing as he demanded, "wieder."
She panted, her breath coming out almost in sobs as he thrust his finger against her g-spot, which had swollen a little at all the attention it was getting. His thumb rubbed against her clit, making her hips shake due to it's tenderness, and the way he was treating the tender spot behind her hip just pushed her closer to orgasm after orgasm faster.
Lacy panted, still sounding like a half sob as she came around his finger again. He paused long enough to demand, "wieder," and move so one hand could take care of her clit and the other could thrust into her, making sure he hit the sensitive spot inside her every time. She had no chance of keeping quiet this time, she felt every fraction of every movement of every part of his body against her tender flesh, and as he bit her again, she arched, her muscles tightening as she cried out.
She felt the tightening in her stomach, making her crazy and a little dizzy, but also, as Kurt thrust against her g-spot, she felt a pressure starting to push against that as well. 'Oh, no,' she thought. "Kurt," she gasped. "Kurt, you have to stop," she told him.
"Nein," he told her between licking and nipping the spot behind her hip.
"No, Kurt you have to, I'm- I'm gunna-" She tried desperately to warn him, but he bit her again, making her unable to talk as she moaned loudly and arched. "Ah- ah- oh!" She cried, her cheeks catching fire as she felt it.
Kurt felt a gush of warm liquid on his hand and pulled away from Lacy's hip to look down. He sniffed with his brow up, but it only smelled like her. He stopped and looked up at her when she coved her face in embarrassment. "I- it's not- I didn't have an accident," she told him.
"Ich weiß, ich kann erzählen," he told her. "Was ist es?" {I know, I can tell. what is it}
"I- it's called squirting- female ejaculation- whatever... I- I know a lot of men think it's gross- I'm sorry, it's just- you were hitting the right spot, and it felt so good- I tried to warn you-"
"Lacy, warten," he told her. "Sie sagen, dass es fühlte sich so gut, dass das passiert ist?" She nodded, still covering her face. "Dann ist es eine der attraktivsten Dinge, die ich je gesehen habe." She opened her eyes and dared to glance at him. "Lassen Sie es wieder tun," he told her, smiling mischievously and moving back into position. {Lacy, wait. You're saying that it felt so good that that happened? Then it's one of the sexiest things I've ever seen. Let's do it again}
"W-wait, Kurt, no-" She gasped as he thrust his finger back into her.
"Ja, Lacy, wieder und wieder, bis ich zufrieden Sie habe genug," he told her. {yes, Lacy, again, and again, until I'm satisfied you've had enough}
"Kurt, b- but, Ku- Kurt!" She moaned, and the panting and moaning turned into cries and screams as it was almost too much for her now sensitive body to handle.
"Ah, ja, singen Sie Ihre sexy Musik für mich. Lauter, Lacy," he told her, biting her. {Ah, yes, sing your sexy music for me. Louder, Lacy}
A particularly loud yell left her lips and he cursed into her soft skin. "Ach, jetzt. Jetzt, oh Gott, jetzt," he groaned, pulling away from her and letting her pant heavily as he pulled open her thighs and thrust into her. "Ah, li- Lacy, ist es gut, so gut..." He groaned against her collar bone, thrusting into her as her fingers dug into him, unable to stop herself from crying out and whimpering as he thrust, moving against her most tender spots. {Now. Now, oh god, now. it's good, so good}
His hands wrapped around her hips, thrusting harder as he felt her getting closer, the noises leaving her lips driving him crazy. "Gib mir mehr, nur ein wenig mehr, bitte..." He told her, the tightening in his stomach winding up as he got closer, feeling her body submit to his everywhere he touched it. He buried his nose in the crook of her neck. "Oh bitte, noch ein," he begged. "Nur noch eine..." {Give me more, just a little more, please. Oh please, one more. Just one more}
Suddenly, her body jumped and she gasped, crying out as she tightened around him. "Ja," he panted, closing his eyes and leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss as he thrust faster, coming, pouring his seed into her as he held her close.
Lacy panted as her arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer and nuzzling against him. Kurt's hands left her hips and pulled her closer as he turned, letting her lay on him as they recovered.
"Lacy, are you still avake?" He asked as he stroked her hair.
"Mm-hm," she hummed, cuddling against his shoulder.
"I don't vant to vait a veek to see you again."
"Mm-hm," she hummed again.
"I vant to see you tomorrow. I von't keep you up all night, but I vant to see you for a vhile," he told her.
She hummed to him again, in the same tone.
"Did you hear me?" He asked.
"Mm-hm," it was a repeat again.
"Did you understand me?" He asked, and she hummed again. "Lacy," he said, a little agitated he'd been pouring his heart out and thinking she'd been falling asleep.
"What?" She asked, startled by his tone.
"Vhat did I just say?" He asked.
"You said you want to see me tomorrow and you won't keep me up all night, but you don't want to wait a week."
He looked down at her, surprised that she'd caught it all and sounded awake. "Ja..." he mumbled.
"Yeah. I was listening. The truth is that I agree... I hate waiting to see you and I want to see you tomorrow, too, even if all we do is talk as we fall asleep. I've been thinking about it, too, Kurt..."
Kurt smiled, teasing, "wow, you really aren't using me for sex."
"Nope, but after that, could you blame me if I was?" She teased back.
He smiled and lifted her chin to kiss her. When he pulled back he was still smiling as she cuddled back into his chest, smiling as well.
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