Author's Notes: Set just before Volume 13, prequel to Volume 15. I felt Nightcrawler's crazy obsession needed some justification as it kind of comes out of nowhere. In Volume 15, Nightcrawler goes insane because he's 'lost' his two best friends (Angel has been expelled, Colossus has come out as gay), he's fallen in love with comatose Dazzler, and he's still traumatised by his time with Weapon X in Volume 2. Basically, Robert Kirkman hates Nightcrawler.
Alison Blaire was always the kind of girl who liked to play around. No matter what she did, she always seemed to end up in the kind of situation she was now with Kurt Wagner tied to her bed. She had a thing for accents, Colossus hadn't been interested so Nightcrawler was the next logical step. The fuzzy blue elf's devilish appearance was just a bigger incentive to her.
She had a couple of drinks and decided to make the demon-boy hers. That was why she now had Kurt tied to her bed in his briefs. She'd given him a little show, stripping down to her underwear in front of him. Now she was kneeling at the foot of the bed, stroking the bulge in his underwear.
His breathing was uneven, riddled with gasps, and she pressed her thumb against his crotch and stroked her fingers along it. She loved to tease and taunt. She wondered how much more he could take before he broke down and begged her to screw him. From the look on his face he was going to try and hold out for a while.
She kissed his crotch then released it and leant back. With a naughty grin on her face, Dazzler unhooked her bra and dangled it in front of him. His eyes were firmly focused on her breasts though. "I bet you wish you could give these a good feel," she taunted as she fondled her own breasts, "Then you could rip off my little panties and fuck my brains out too." For a moment Kurt looked like he would beg for her, then a sly grin crept onto his face.
"Vish I could?" he repeated with a raised an eyebrow. Then there was a bamf and the room was briefly filled with orange smoke. "I can," he muttered from behind her as one hand slid under her shoulder and around to her chest, groping her left boob fiercely, and the other placed itself on the panties she mentioned and rubbed her clit, feeling how wet she was.
Dazzler knew she'd chosen the right toy to play with as he groped her. His blue hands scurried around her tanned and tattooed skin. The hand at her crotch slipped beneath her panties and gave a gentle rub to her vagina before he tore away those knickers. "I've never been fucked by a smurf before," she smirked. Nightcrawler bared his teeth with a glint in his eye: "I assure you, I am much rougher than a smurf..."
He pushed down his own underwear and rammed her into the wall where he slammed his cock into her pussy. She cried out with lust as he pounded into her. Despite his appearance, the elf had always seemed like a kind soul, this was the first time Ali had seen a darker side to him, and she was glad she'd found it.
"Vhat made you long for me to fill your loins, Ali?" he asked as he screwed her hard. "Bad boys make me hot," she called out as he rammed into her for the last time. He felt her tense up with orgasm and that prompted him to join her in ecstasy.
"So I'm your bad boy then, ja?" he grinned. "Sure," she shrugged as she caught her breath, "But don't get too many ideas, Warren's still my good boy, this was just a onetime deal," she kissed him. "Thanks for the memories elf," she grinned, gathering her clothes up and striding out of the room with a triumphant smirk. Kurt simply sat there staring after her, a possessive determination starting to glaze over his eyes...