I dont own xmen evolution. This is the sequel to Dance with Me. Dont flame.
The Wedding Night
She barely had enough time to kick off her shoes before he had her feet off the floor and was ravaging her neck. He held her by her thighs with her legs wrapped tightly around his lower torso and an arm around his neck. He did carry her across the threshold of their beautiful new home, but then she immediately jumped him and started disrobing them both. She finally had her shoes off, since he hadn't worn any in favor of keeping his feet comfortable, and his jacket was left on the living room floor while she worked the buttons of his dress shirt with her free hand. Pulling the tail ends of his shirt free of being tucked in his pants, she slid her hand under the white t-shirt he wore and dragged her nails along his furry abs up to his chest, while she kissed him with such an abandon it left them both breathless.
She tore her lips from his with a sheer force of reluctant will when the need for air was too demanding, but he took the opportunity to return to her delicious neck. She nibbled on his pointed ear before licking then blowing on the fine hair there and whispered her lustful seduction in his ear with one word, "Kurt."
Kurt shuddered at her hot breathe across his ear and growled in pleasure. He wrapped his tail around her waist to steady her and pull her closer as he hoisted her further up his body before depositing her lithe form on their brand new queen sized bed. He pushed her bridal gown to the top of her gorgeously long legs and pulled at her by her thighs closer to him. She moaned while smiling as their centers rubbed against one another, feeling how hard he was already for her. His deep accented voice spoke the only word the moment needed, "Kitty."
Looking up into his glowing dark gold eyes, she felt herself become awash with the need to have him, and only him, inside her. Hell, they were married now, and after waiting months and months for this night to come she was finally going to make love to the man she was in love with. She briefly took a moment to remember the beginning, after he had proposed.
~Morning after the proposal~
Kitty couldn't have slept better if you put her in a coma. She continuously dreamed of the pleasures Kurt inflicted on her last night, her body throbbed and her heart still fluttered, even in the dream, at the remembrance of his actions. She rolled over and stretched out her arm, but her eyes snapped open when she found only an empty space next to her. Leaning up on her forearms she looked around frantically, thinking Kurt had abandoned her in the night, until she finally settled on his form next to her. He was sitting up with his elbows on his knees and his chin resting on his knuckles, he appeared to be in deep thought.
She rolled over and slid in behind before wrapping her arms around his chest and pressed her naked breast to his furry back. The sudden contact startled him but when she laid gentle kisses on his neck he relaxed almost immediately. Kurt took her hand and kissed the ring on her finger. She then held it in front of them to see it shine in the coming light of dawn, and awed at his gorgeous selection of diamonds.
Looking back at his face she saw he had that distant expression again, so she cupped his cheek and kissed the side of his head, lingering a little longer to draw him out of the inner conflict she knew he was undoubtedly having. "What are you thinking about?" she whispered in his ear.
Kurt turned at her with a mixture of hesitation and happiness. "I'm afraid I have forgotten a very important zing." He took her hand again and rubbed against the ring with his thumb.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"In my religion, it is customary to ask ze faza for ze hand of his daughter." He felt Kitty go rigid against his back but continued, knowing the next part would bring some peace to her. "But, in our current state, I vould need to seek out ze head of household und ask for zere blessing."
Kitty smiled ear to ear, "So . . . you would need to ask my mom." She couldn't help being giddy, she had told her mother about him already including his unique mutation and her mother had asked when she would get to meet him in person, carefully stating him as a 'special' friend. Kitty couldn't remember blushing so hard before in her life. "Then this is great!" she said cheerily.
He still looked apprehensive, "But Keety, vhat do you zinc is going to happen vhen ve meet face to face, vithout mein inducer?" he looked down shamefully at his body, "I don't zinc she vould approve of a demon for her only daughter's intended."
Kitty cupped his face and brought his gaze back to hers so she could give a chaste little kiss that soon bordered on passionate. "Trust me Kurt; she's going to love you."
~Three days later – on the way to the Pryde home~
Saying Kurt was frantic would be an understatement. He had spent the better part of the morning trying on different formal clothes and had washed and preened his fur at least three times. The reason for his anxiety: Kitty's mother. They had planned the morning after he asked her, that they would drive to her home to properly introduce the two. This was why Kitty was currently laughing to herself.
"Kitty, zis is not funny!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Kurt, relax, we're going to be fine." Kurt huffed, so Kitty put her hand on his forearm, "Do you trust me?"
He looked at her like she just asked if the sky was red, "Of course I do."
She smiled, "Then trust me now." She said soothingly. Kurt nodded.
After driving for hours they finally reached their destination, a beautiful two story house with white walls and dark maroon roofing and a porch complete with rocking chairs. Kurt was out first, after slipping on his image inducer, and around opening his Kätzchen's door within seconds, holding out his hand to help her out. Kitty gracefully emerged from the midnight blue camaro, her light blue summer dress flowing with the cool breeze. Linking her arm with his, they strolled up to the front door. After they crossed the first step the front door flew open, revealing a middle-aged brunette, Kitty's mother. She was wearing a dress that matched her daughters and had on light make-up, a touchup of mascara and faint lipstick, she did want to look presentable to her daughter's 'special' friend. She threw her arms open and spoke with much enthusiasm, "Welcome."
Half an hour had them sitting in the living room, Ms. Pryde had a platter of assorted snacks and warm chamomile tea on the coffee table between them. Kurt and Kitty were seated side by side on the love seat while her mother sat across from them, her hands folded in her lap and a warm smile on her lips. The two ladies had just finished talking about what Kitty has been up to, so Kurt could think of how to gently tell Ms. Pryde of his certain mutation without scaring her, when they finally brought him into the conversation.
"So, I am very interested to hear of the man who has stolen my daughter's heart." Ms. Pryde said after taking a sip from her tea. She wasn't dim; she saw the way her Katherine kept stealing glances at the quiet boy why he wasn't looking. And while he was previously in a relationship with another woman, Katherine had told her of her worries, only an idiot could be deaf to the passion in her voice when she spoke on the phone.
Kurt chuckled nervously, his hand rubbing at the watch shaped inducer on his wrist. "I'm sure you are, und I hope you vill still feel zat vay in a few moments." With a last glance to Kitty for encouragement, he closed his eyes and unfastened the brace keeping the inducer on. He felt his last piece of safety slip away and was now bare in his truest, disgusting form.
He waited . . . and waited . . . and waited . . . and waited. He waited several moments for the screaming of 'a demon is in my house', for 'monster, stay away from my baby girl', hell he would've settled for 'what the hell are you'. But nothing, no screaming, no yelling, not even crying.
Slowly opening his eyes he found Ms. Pryde with her hands covering her mouth and her eyes glistening. One would jump to the conclusion she was about to scream at him and call out filthy names, but he only saw compassion and kindness in her gaze. It truly and honestly stunned him, but like mother like daughter, right?
Kitty couldn't stop smiling; Kurt had spent the better part of twenty minutes explaining his mutation, what he knew of his birth, and his intentions towards her daughter. Her mother looked to her, a little concerned.
"So, you're really a half demon mutant." She asked.
"Ja, from vat I'm avare of."
"But I trust you are the same decent young man who has infatuated my daughter?"
He nodded, slightly blushing.
She smiled, "Then, if my Katherine makes you this happy, you have my blessing." She already had tears threatening to escape her eyes, but now looked sad for him. "And I'm sorry this world has been so cruel to you."
"Danke', Madam."
"Hey mom," Kitty finally spoke after being silent for the whole ordeal, "Do you think Father Parris would be alright with marrying us."
Ms. Pryde beamed at her daughter while Kurt gapped at her in horror.
~That Night ~
Ms. Pryde had scheduled a meeting with the local, and family friend, minister, and they could meet with him on the day after the next. Night had fallen and the three decided to retire to bed. Ms. Pryde had sorrowfully said that their guest room had been converted to a storage room, but Kurt informed her he would gladly take the couch. That he didn't want to impose by taking either of their rooms.
He was curled up on the couch, almost asleep, when he felt a depression behind him. He smirked, knowing who it was from how they wrapped their arms around his midsection, "And I vonder how much your muza is going to beat me ven she finds us."
Kitty snuggled closer to him and grasped the front of his shirt and completely phased it off his body. Kurt would've jumped off the cushions had Kitty not been holding him down. "Relax Kurt." She rubbed her cheek against the fur of his back and sighed contently, "I just wanna make sure this is real."
He rolled in her arms and wrapped his own around her, "Vhy vouldn't it be?"
She looked up at him with tears brimming in her eyes and he tightened his hold on her. "I woke up just now and you weren't there. I was afraid I dreamt all of this and that you were really with Amanda and you didn't love me and-"
She was cut off with a deep kiss, and when they pulled apart for air her tears were nearly gone. Kurt wiped away the few that escaped and kissed each of her eyelids, then her nose, her cheeks, her forehead, and settled on her lips. "How about now?"
She smiled dreamily, "I might need some more convincing."
And he happily obliged. Ms. Pryde smiled to herself, her daughter definitely made him happy.
~Meeting with Father Parris~
Kurt sat between his lieb and her mother, fidgeting nervously, in the father's office, with a big shinning wooden cross staring him right in the face. He just knew he was on the border of bursting into flames, a hellhole opening up and dragging him to the pits, or even the priest turning out to be a demon hunter and staking him right then and there, or some other means of an unpleasant demise. Without knowing it his hand was in Kitty's, his silent need for comfort and confidence. Kitty squeezed his hand to reassure him she was there and massaged the hard knuckles with her thumb. She knew Kurt would be like this but she was hoping that the priest would do this for them.
Kurt had told her a long time ago that if he could ever get married he wanted to do it in a church, but because of his appearance he would need to where his inducer, he had also made joke about him exploding in fire once he crossed the threshold but Kitty knew better. He wanted to marry at an alter, like his foster family before him and thought because of his half-demon lineage he would never be able too.
She'd known and trusted this father and hoped he wasn't biased about the whole mutant thing; the demon thing she knew would take a little more convincing.
Finally Father Parris, a white haired and somewhat balding man, opened the door of his office, bible clad in hand and cross around his neck. Kitty and her mother rose to greet him.
"Father Parris! It's so good to see you again." Kitty said, hugging the man.
"And you as well, little Katherine, my you've grown so much!" he returned the embrace and turned to Ms. Pryde, "Sophia, it's been too long."
"I know, I'm sorry, we've been . . . busy." She stated hesitantly as she hugged him too.
"Of course. I'm sure they have." He had a hint of hidden resolution, like he knew some big secret.
He finally notice Kurt after a moment, "And who is this young lad?" he held his hand out to the young man.
"Kurt, Kurt Vagner." The father noticed the thick German accent and the unusual way Kurt shook his hand; holding his index and middle finger together and his ring and pinky finger as well. And the strange fuzzy feeling to his hand was not lost on him.
Sitting down he smiled at the three, making Kurt uneasy. "So, you said you have favor to ask of me. I'll do what I can."
"Well," Kitty started, "Kurt here and I are in love and we want to get married."
Parris raised his brow, "Wow, really, at such a young age? By my recollection you're only nine-teen."
"And that is past the legal age of consent. But that doesn't matter; I love Kurt and want to spend the rest of my life with him." Kurt felt his chest well with affection at her words.
"And you would like me to perform the nuptials." He grinned, "I'd be happy too." The three heaved equal sighs of relief. "But I don't understand why you're so hesitant to ask." He had a slight playfulness to his voice.
"Because, ve are vorried." Kurt took the lead this time.
"What about?" Parris inquired.
"We're mutants." Kitty finished and they both dropped their heads for fear of his reaction.
"I know." Their heads shot up to the Father.
"Vhat?"
"How?"
"Well, it's not that hard for me to see." Parris picked up a photo of him and a brunette haired young woman, both smiling and holding a very large salmon. "You remember my daughter?"
Kitty tilted her head, "Courtney? Yeah, but what does she have to do with – oh."
"When did you find out?" Ms. Pryde asked, fascinated.
"This past year, while we were fishing at the lake." He smiled proudly, "She can talk to animals."
"She always was an animal lover." Kitty stated.
"So what can the two of you do?"
"Well I'm only a phaser, I can walk through solid matter, but Kurt here is a teleporter, who can cross vast distances in the blink of an eye." She said with pride.
"My." He shared a parental glance with Ms. Pryde, full of love and appreciation.
"Keety is selling herself short, she has been an invaluable and irreplaceable member of ze team." Kurt smirked at her. "If not for her powers effecting technology, many of our enemies vould have overpowered us long ago."
"That's…good to know."
"Und zere is somezing else you need to know before ve do zis."
Parris nodded his consent for them to continue.
"My mutation, from birth, has taken a different course zen my dear Kätzchens'." He bit his lip slightly but continued. "A more . . . gruesome . . . course." Finally throwing caution to the wind he removed the image inducer and revealed the blue furry demon that was his body.
"I see."
"Zat's it? No words of hate, no declarations of evil?"
"I trust you are the same character Kurt Wagner that little Katherine speaks so highly of, are you not?" the father inquired.
"Nein, I am."
"So, will you do it?" Kitty asked after a long moment of silence.
"I don't see why not." Parris smiled.