Title: Captive Hearts
Author: Karen
Verse: X1
Pairing: Scott and Kitty
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd have Scott kick Jean to the curb in X2 and jump Kitty at the first opportunity.
Summary: Scott and Kitty are kidnapped by the Brotherhood.
Author's notes: I've always felt that Magneto's strategy would be more psychological and sneaky than an all out brute-force attack. I mean, who does he have on his team that could seriously take on the X-Men, besides Sabretooth? Toad looks like he'd wet his pants at the first sign of any real threat and Mystique would be too busy *posing* to do any real damage. (Picking a model wasn't the best choice for that role - what's she gonna do *vogue* the enemy into submission.)
Second note: As this was written long before 'X-Men Origins: Wolverine' this is Tyler Mane's version of Sabes. And as with all my fics, my version of Kitty is the one played by Sumela Kay because Ellen Page (still) looks about twelve years old and that's just too nasty to contemplate pairing her with Scott.
Original Publication Date: April 2002
~ Captive Hearts ~
On what started out as a normal Thursday afternoon, Scott had reluctantly agreed to drive Kitty to the Westchester Mall to purchase a gift for Jean's birthday. He'd been conned into taking her, as her usual contingent of mall accomplices were not available. Well, at least it was the quiet and sweet Kitty. It could've been worse, he could've been shanghaied into accompanying the ever-hyper-shouldn't-be-allowed-to-ingest-anything-containing-sugar Jubilee. At least Kitty wasn't irritating. Claiming she needed his opinion, she must've dragged Scott into every girl-related store in the mall – everything from 'Bath and Body Works' to every single clothing and accessories store on both levels. And why did girls need so much accessorizing anyway? Why can't they be more like guys? Scott thought – a pair of pants, a shirt, a pair of shoes – not even necessarily socks and sometimes not even underwear and they were good to go. Kitty finally found something she considered worthy enough for Jean and now he was stuck waiting outside the ladies' room while she freshened up. He also couldn't understand the female need to constantly primp. Finally, Kitty emerged, looking no different from when she first went in. Scott simply sighed and they were finally heading back to the car.
There were within mere feet of reaching the SUV, when they were attacked by Sabretooth and Toad. Magneto's henchmen swiftly rendered the X-Men Leader and his student unconscious.
Scott awoke with a pounding headache to find himself in some type of cell. At least he was lying on a large bed and not the concrete floor. Kitty wasn't in there with him and he immediately started to worry. What had Magneto done with the young girl? Kitty's screams soon answered his question. Running to the front of the cell, he started yelling, hoping to catch someone's attention. He also tried sending out a mental S.O.S signal hoping that the Professor or Jean would pick up on it and send help. Unknown to Scott, Magneto's entire lair was impenetrable to either the Professor's telepathy or Cerebro. There would be no way for the X-Men to know their exact location and therefore, no rescue mission could be attempted.
Meanwhile, Kitty was in another part of the compound on the floor being manhandled by Sabretooth, who was running large, hairy paws all over the young girl he had pinned beneath him.
"I'm gonna have so much fun with you, girlie," he growled menacingly.
Kitty screamed even louder. Sabretooth made no attempts to shut her up as her screams just excited him even more. Her eyes were wide with terror as she saw his obvious enormous erection outlined against his pants. He had the front of her sweater unbuttoned and reaching under her short skirt, he slipped a clawed finger under the fabric of her panties and rubbed her obscenely.
"Nice pussy, Kitty," Sabretooth teased, his foul breath a breeze on her face.
Kitty felt sick to her stomach as Sabretooth continued to violate her, one finger about to push inside her. Just then, Magneto walked into the room and brought a stop to the Neanderthal's fun.
"Stop it, Creed. She's not meant for you. You soil her and you'll ruin my plan. Put her back in with Cyclops. NOW!" Magneto instructed.
"You never let me have any fun," he retorted, as he stood up and dragged Kitty to a standing position.
"You can have her after she's dead. She won't put up a fight then."
Sabretooth got a look on his face, like he'd never thought of it that way. Kitty got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach again, as she realized what he was gonna do to her, no matter what. She struggled futilely in the large man's powerful grip.
"If you attempt to escape by phasing, my dear, I will let my associate here gut your leader just enough for his death to be slow and extremely agonizing. Do you understand?" Magneto asked a still struggling Kitty.
"What do you want with us?" Kitty spat out.
"I can't tell you that. I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. I can tell you this much, though. Neither of you is getting out of here alive. How long you continue breathing depends entirely on my mood," he told her ominously.
Kitty just broke down and sobbed. She had no doubt that Magneto intended to make good on his threat to kill them.
"And tell Mr. Summers that even if he were to blast his way out of the 'guest room'… we're on an island. A very remote island. You'd both either drown or be some shark's snack before you ever made it back to the mainland," he warned.
Sabretooth returned her to Scott's cell, opening the door of bars just enough to toss her in. Kitty landed with a hard thud on the concrete floor and Scott was at her side in a split second, gathering her in his arms and trying to soothe her.
"You okay? Did he hurt you? Did he touch you?" Scott asked.
"I'm okay. Magneto stopped him before he did anything … this time. Scott he's gonna let him...let him ...do things to me," Kitty choked out and then started to cry.
Scott hugged her tightly, trying unsuccessfully to calm her fears. He could imagine exactly what that crude man had in store for the young girl. She curled up into a ball in his lap and continued crying as he stroked her hair. He picked her up and deposited her gently on the bed.
"Try and get some rest," he admonished her, looking down into her innocent, and he realized, beautiful face.
Kitty reached out and put her hand firmly on his arm.
"Don't leave me. Please, Scott, stay right here," she implored.
He sat down on the edge of the bed. Kitty reached out and pulled him down next to her. Spooning behind her, he pulled her in tight next to him. She let out a small sigh and seemed to relax slightly. Scott, however, was anything but relaxed, as he found his body reacting to the close proximity of such an attractive young woman. Kitty felt the results of his reaction against her bottom and found herself smiling. Whoa, Mr. Always-In-Control suddenly wasn't – that was a surprise.
"The Professor will find us and the team will come get us. It'll be okay," Scott tried to reassure her, as he unsuccessfully fought to regain control of his body.
"He's never gonna let us go. He'll slaughter us before they'll get a chance to get here," Kitty responded.
Scott had a sinking feeling she was right, but didn't want to upset her any further.
"We can't give up. We have to keep positive."
Kitty turned around in Scott's arms and looked up into his face with pleading eyes.
"Scott, I don't wanna die a virgin only to have Sabretooth desecrate my body."
"That won't happen. Magneto will either negotiate our release with the Professor or the team will rescue us before it comes to that."
"Magneto told me that we're gonna die, and I believe him." Kitty was openly crying again.
Scott tried to comfort the stricken young woman, who clung to him tightly, doing nothing to help his body's involuntary response to her. Embarrassed that he could be having improper thoughts about her, especially at a time like this, he suggested they do something to take their minds off of anything morbid.
"Make love to me," Kitty pleaded.
Not what he'd expected and about the last thing he needed for her to say, Scott stammered, "Kitty…I…I…"
She interrupted him by reaching up and kissing him gently on the lips.
"Please," she pleaded again, more insistently.
Scott leaned down and captured her lips with his. Parting them with his tongue, he sunk it into the warm recesses of her mouth. He gently explored every corner, as she returned the kiss with desperation. Sliding one hand up her smooth leg and under the short skirt, he first cupped her delicate bottom and then moved his hand to the front. Running his fingers over the damp cotton material of her panties, he slipped two fingers under the soft fabric and caressed her mound. Kitty whimpered against his mouth, but didn't stop his exploration. With gentleness, he stroked her outer lips and then her clit. She squirmed and moaned again. With his other hand, Scott unbuttoned the pale pink sweater, revealing a delicate white bra with pale pink rosebuds. Shifting the material aside slightly, he leaned down and ran his tongue over the pink areola and little bud of a nipple. Drawing the nubbin into his mouth, he sucked on it tenderly. Kitty helped shrug the sweater off completely, reached behind her and unclasped the bra, pulling it off and tossing it aside. Scott then lavished both perfect breasts with equal attention. Then he pulled the little gray skirt off and reached for the band of her panties. Sliding them down her legs, he tossed them on the floor.
He then stood up and quickly divested himself of his shirt and once neatly pressed pants. Kitty let out a small giggle when she realized he hadn't bothered with underwear. Scott was glad to hear her laugh. It meant she was distracted enough not to be thinking too much about the severity of their situation.
Crawling back onto the bed, he was soon above her. Despite the fact that they probably wouldn't live through the night, he didn't want this one experience to be a bad one for her. He started running his hands over her tiny frame, exploring with gentle caressing touches. Leaning down, he plied her with tender kisses as she moaned softly. He worked his way all over her body including the delicate hollow of her neck and the small swell of her breasts, lavishing her with soft butterfly kisses everywhere. He tried hard not to imagine what Jean would think of what he was doing.
Parting Kitty's legs, Scott moved between them and prepared to finally consummate the act.
"Kitty, are you sure this is what you want?" he asked, wanting reassurance.
"Scott, I don't want Sabretooth to be the first…to be the only one. Yes, I'm sure," she responded.
He positioned himself at her entrance, already wet with desire and ready for him. Not worrying about birth control, he eased into her slowly. She winced at the invasion and he almost stopped.
"I'm okay. Keep going," she urged him, "I'll be fine."
At her barrier, he hesitated again for a moment, before pushing through. Kitty lifted off the bed as the sharp pain cut through her and then relaxed slightly as the pain began to subside. Scott pulled out just a little and then slowly eased back in again. Soon he established a slow, but gentle rhythm and she began lifting up to meet his thrusts. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he moved deeper inside her, angling himself to rub against her clit. She writhed beneath him as he caressed her body and licked at her neck. A quivering tingling sensation started in the pit of her stomach and splintered out and she was soon experiencing her first real orgasm. She felt like she was going to shatter into a million pieces as she climaxed, crying his name. Scott gave two more thrusts and emptied himself into her with his own release. Still inside her, he gathered her to him and she snuggled against his chest.
"Thank you," she murmured against him.
Scott just kissed the top of her head, saying ~ "You're welcome" ~ seemed inappropriate. He pulled out of her as he softened. Soon they both drifted off to sleep. Neither one had noticed the camera in the upper corner of the room, capturing every moment of their lovemaking.
The next morning, Scott awoke, startled that they have survived the night. Kitty was sleeping peacefully in the crook of his arm and he looked down at the no longer innocent young girl. Just then she stirred and looked up at him with sleepy eyes.
"Good Morning," he said softly.
Kitty responded by pulling his head down and kissing him full on the mouth. Scott reciprocated and they kissed hungrily. Soon they were making love again, with Kitty a lot more aggressive than she'd been the day before. Their lovemaking included Kitty boldly taking his cock into her mouth, sucking him until he came and then swallowing expertly. Then she had Scott lay on his back while she straddled him, impaling herself on him and riding him hard. He'd just come for the third time, when suddenly Kitty morphed into Mystique! Pushing her off in horror, he backed away from the blue mutant.
"What the hell have you done with Kitty?" he screamed.
"Don't worry, your little play toy will be back in a little while. I just wanted to have my share of the fun, Cyclops," Mystique laughed, "You're a hellava fuck, by the way."
Scott suddenly had a sick thought. "Was it you last night, too?" he inquired.
"No, unfortunately, just this morning. It really was your little Miss Pryde you fucked last night," Mystique answered, then pointed at the camera and added, "It was quite a show, too. Maybe you should be renamed the X-rated Men."
"You're a sick bitch," Scott spat out as he quickly pulled on his pants.
"Yes, with an entertaining home porno to prove it," she chuckled.
Mystique got up to leave the cell just as Toad tossed Kitty back in. The door slammed shut and Kitty ran into Scott's arms. He decided not to tell her about Mystique's deception.
"Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?" he asked, running his hands over her to check her out.
"No, I'm fine. They just had me tied and gagged in a chair for the last couple of hours. I don't even know why."
Scott knew why, but wasn't going to share that piece of information with her. Kitty started pressing moist kisses to the side of his neck and he realized the young girl wanted to make love again. Picking her up and carrying her over to the bed, he spent the rest of the morning trying to erase the memory of what he'd done with Mystique. Meanwhile, Mystique was watching the latest events taking place in the captive's cell on a monitor.
"Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?" Magneto asked, as he entered the room and noticed what Mystique was so enthralled with, "The X-Men certainly are a good-looking bunch, aren't they?"
"I'd rather be in there having him fuck me. Take her out and let me replace her again."
"He's not likely to fall for that one again. I'm afraid that you'll just have to be satisfied with your one shot at him."
"What are you going to do with them?"
"I'm going to release them back to Charles in a few days. What they've done while they've been our 'guests' will wreak more havoc on the X-Men team as a unit, than if I'd killed them. Conquer and divide, my pet."
Mystique returned her attention to the small screen as she watched the pair make love.
Three days later, Scott and Kitty found themselves in front of Magneto.
"I do so hope you've enjoyed your stay with us. My associate Mr. Creed will return you to where you were picked up."
Scott looked puzzled. "You're letting us go? Just like that?"
"I know what I'm doing," Magneto began, "Oh, and a little *souvenir* of your visit." With that, he levitated a DVD disc in Scott's direction. Reaching out and catching the disc, Scott knew immediately what it was.
"No, thanks," he replied, tossing it back to Magneto.
"Well, fine then. I've already sent a copy over to your precious Jean by courier this morning. Maybe she'll let you borrow hers."
Mystique let out a sinister snort and Scott felt his blood run cold. Jean would know what he and Kitty had done. It was too bad that Magneto hadn't killed them before Jean had the chance.
~ TBC