With a 'bamf,' they appear in Kurt's bedroom and fall back on his bed,
Romana landing on top of him. "Now," Romana says as she sits up and
straddles his waist. "Where was I?" she delicately grabs Kurt's
excitedly swishing tail and runs her mouth along it, the short soft
fur sensitizing her lips. Kurt moans and puts his hands on her thighs
under the skirt as his eyes close to the sensation. "Oooo. sensitive,
are we?" Romana asks mischievously and runs the tip of her tongue
along the edge of the spaded end of his tail. Kurt gasps and arches
his back slightly as his hands roam higher up her body.
"Uh huh." Kurt manages to get out.
"Oh yes. I remember." Romana says as her expression brightens. She
then leans down over Kurt and unbuttons his shirt. "I believe I was
making the point." she runs her fingernail down his chest, leaving a
light scratch mark, until she gets to his belt line. Kurt shivers as
she continues, "that I don't need to use any magic spells to turn you
on." She then follows the trail of her nail with her tongue. When she
reaches his belt line, Kurt grabs her shoulders and pulls her back up
to him.
"I think I've got it, liebling, but let me go over it again just to
make sure." With a grin, Kurt flips Romana over onto her stomach
beneath him. "But first zings first," Kurt says as he straddles her
rear and begins unlacing her corset. As his hands busy with the laces,
though, his tail gently caresses her leg, slowly moving higher until
he brushes against her thigh. Romana's body convulses at the delicate
touch. "Oooo.sensitive are ve?" Kurt mocks her earlier question as his
tail continues with the tickle torture.
"I'll get you my pretty." Romana mutters into the pillow before her
body jerks again.
Kurt bends over her with his hands on each side of her and whispers in
her ear, "I'm counting on it, liebchen." He then gently lifts her hips
up and slides the corset down her legs and onto the ground. Romana
tries to flip over then, but Kurt stills her with his hand on her
back. "Nein, liebling. Stay still." With a groan of frustration,
Romana thumps her head into the pillow. Kurt then gently removes her
skirt and blouse, leaving her in her underwear and strapless bra. He
folds the beautiful outfit carefully and places it on his dresser, and
then picks up a bottle of massage oil which he proceeds to rub into
her shoulders.
"Wha-ow-w-oh!" Romana exclaims as first she tenses in surprise at the
cold oil, then the muscle pain, and then relaxes as his powerful
fingers rub the soreness away.
"After all ve did zis morning, liebchen, you really should take care
of yourself. You don't vant to vake up stiff as a board now." Kurt
then digs his fingers under her shoulder blades and massages some of
the larger knots in her back.
"N-not w-what I had in m-mind, darling." she stammers out as she
squeezes the pillow tightly.
"But it is vat you need, Romana." Kurt concludes and kisses the back
of her neck gently. He then continues to massage her lower back and
calves, until the groans of pain turn to soft moans, and then to the
heavy breathing of someone fast asleep. I want to be with you, Romana,
but there are things that I have to do first; for me, and for us.
Gently he moves the hair off her face and sits in a chair beside the
bed so he can watch the moonlight play across her sleeping body. -She
is a timeless beauty indeed, full of joy, love, und understanding.
und she vants to share it vith me- Kurt laughs softly as he brings his
legs up into the chair and leans back into it. I have to tell you God,
your timing could use some vork. Not even a year in seminary school
und now I fall in love. Kurt drifts asleep in the chair after a while,
until someone talking stirs him.
"No.don't,"
Kurt clears his eyes and sees that Romana has been tossing around in
bed. "Romana, are you okay?" he whispers.
"Don't.don't take him away." Romana mutters. " Don't leave me.mama,
papa,"
Kurt sits on the bed beside her. "Romana, liebling, es ist just a
dream," Kurt reassures her softly.
"No.bastard takes them all away.everyone I love.can't stop it.can't
join them." her nightmare gets worse and Kurt has to hold her down to
keep her from thrashing.
"Romana! Vake up, liebling!" Kurt commands, afraid she will hurt
herself if he lets the nightmare continue.
"Nuh.Kurt!" Romana sits up with a jolt and holds him tightly, tears
streaming down her cheeks. "Oh God, Kurt.he took you away and there
was nothing I could do.I was left alone for eternity," Romana sobs
into his shoulder.
"Liebling.you aren't alone. I am here venever you need me, und the
Eternals will never harm you again. Your bravery took care of zat."
Kurt consoles her and strokes her hair until the sobs quiet down.
"Do you know what it's like, Kurt? Seeing everyone you love turn to
dust, leaving you to suffer alone?" Romana asks as she tries to hold
him tighter.
Kurt thinks of all his friends that he has lost along the way as he
closes his eyes tight to the memory. -Rachel. Illayana. Moira.Piotr,
his brother, Wisdom, the list goes on-. "Yes, liebling," he whispers
sadly. "I know vat it's like."
"Then please, hold me tonight, iuberia." Romana begs.
Kurt gently kisses the tears from her face as he lays her back down on
the bed. He then strips down to his boxers and lays down next to her,
spooning her body to his. "Rest, liebchen," he whispers as he pulls
the covers over them both. "Ve shall get through der nacht together."
The next morning.
The sound of birds singing and people outside the window gradually
stir Romana from her sleep. As she stretches her legs out, she feels
the soft warm velvet of Kurt's fur rub against her skin. As she thinks
back to the night before, she smiles as she remembers Kurt's deft way
of dodging her pass at him. -Not exactly the way I was hoping things
would end up.but that's okay. As much as I would like to make love
with Kurt.just being with him is enough-. As Romana wakes up more, she
realizes she has wrapped herself around him in her sleep, her body
half draped over his sleeping form, with one of Kurt's arms around her
and his tail curled around her leg. Romana carefully shifts and braces
her head up on her hand so she can look at Kurt while he sleeps. -Such
handsome, chiseled features, with such a beautiful soul.-Romana
delicately traces the lines of his brow and down his cheek to his lips
with her finger. -And to think that a little fur and fangs kept them
all away.-Romana raises an eyebrow and smiles. --Besides, the tail
just makes it more fun!- As she runs her finger across his lips, Kurt
begins to stir.
"Mmmn. guten morgen, meine liebchen." Kurt says as he stretches out,
his tail uncurling from Romana's leg to join in the exercise. "And vat
are you zinking?" Kurt asks with a smile. "You look like der katchen
zat swallowed der canary."
"I was just thinking," Romana answers as she trails her hand to his
chest and plays with his fur, "that I am an incredibly lucky woman,
and that the rest of the world are idiots to leave you alone for so
long."
Kurt grins and lets out a short laugh as he grabs Romana and flips her
onto her back. "I vould have to agree vith you zere, liebling, zough
it is I who am der lucky one. Not many people can look beyond my
appearance."
"Why should I do that, Kurt?" Romana asks as with a smile as she
stretches her arms past his neck. "I find everything about you to be
desirable, from your pointy ears down to the tip of your tail. Your
looks only compliment your beautiful soul, iuberia."
"Ach, Romana, " Kurt says with love shining in his eyes. " Vere vere
you 10 years ago?" Kurt then bends down and kisses Romana, her arms
curling around his shoulders. Kurt then breaks the kiss with obvious
regret as he says, "Alas, as much as I vould like to spend der day
vith you in bed, liebling, zere are zings zat I have to do." He sits
up and stretches again, then turns to Romana. "Feel free to avail
yourself of der facilities; zey have all said you are more zan
welcome." Kurt then gets up and pads into the bathroom to start a
shower. Romana languishes in bed for a while longer, enjoying the
warmth and scent of musk and brimstone from Kurt's side of the bed.
"Kommt, sleepyhead!" Kurt says as he sits beside Romana, already
dressed and ready to start the day. "Don't make me use der tail." Kurt
warns playfully. With her eyes still closed, Romana smiles. "Zat does
it." growls Kurt as he pulls back the blankets and pounces on Romana,
his hand holding both of hers as his other hand and tail tickle her
ribs and behind her knees.
"Okay.okay! You win!" Romana gurgles between fits of laughter as she
convulses underneath Kurt. "I'll get up! I'll get up!" she pleads as
Kurt finally has pity and stops his tickle torture. Romana leaps out
of bed and out of reach of his tail. "Goodness.can't a girl sleep in
once and a while?" she pouts.
Kurt sits against the headboard and laughs. "You make such a delicious
sight vith your pink cheeks und tousled hair, liebling, zat I couldn't
resist. Zat, und I vanted you awake for my kiss before I leave for der
church." Kurt walks over to her and takes her into his arms. With a
flourish, he puts his hand behind her head, spins, and dips her for a
deep kiss. "Now, does zat make up for getting you up?" he asks as he
sets her upright again.
"It's a start," Romana says with a half-smile and raised brow. "You
can make it up to me when you get home, love."
"Never have I been happier to be in debt." Kurt grins as he straps his
image inducer on his belt. "Auf Wiederzehn, liebling." With a 'bamf'
and a puff of smoke, Kurt leaves.
-I just hope I have enough time to do this-.Romana quickly takes a
shower and changes into bell-bottomed jeans and a dark green velvet
top with mid-length sleeves and a v-cut neckline. She then makes her
way to the elevator and presses the button for the library floor.
-Please let Hank be there.I wouldn't know where to look for him
otherwise.- Romana steps out of the elevator and opens the door to the
library. "Hank?" she asks quietly as she searches the bookcases. "Mr.
McCoy?"
"Please, just Hank," says a voice from above. "Come join me for a
beautiful sunrise." Romana climbs the spiral stairs to the second
level of the library and finds Hank sitting in a window seat and
drinking a cup of tea. "What can I do for you this fine morning?" he
asks.
"Well, I guess I am on a quest," says Romana. "You have all said that
Kurt celebrates his birthday in December, so I need your help to find
him the perfect gift."
"And what might that gift be that you need my services?" Hank asks
curiously.
Romana then tells Hank of how, during the Dark Ages, she was taken by
an evil Inquisitor who chose to punish her as a witch for her
abilities and resisting his charms. After her 'drowning,' she managed
to escape by swimming far downstream where she was found by a kind
friar of a local church named Father Dominic Sarducii. He took her in
and sheltered her from the Inquisition, as he had his own secret. He
was one of a small group of religious men who were translating the
lost teachings[1] of Christ. As she learned to read and speak Latin,
she later found out that these teachings were about universal love,
understanding, and finding God in ourselves, not in the church. Such
thoughts then might have caused much unrest amongst the people with
the ruling church, so they did their best to hide their secrets from
the Inquisition.
Father Dominic was very old, however, and he knew his health would
fail him soon. He sent the originals back to others in the group and
told Romana to hide the transcripts in the church where he dedicated
his life.
"I know where those transcripts are, Hank! I just need your
help to find out if the church is still there, and then I can figure
out how to get there." Romana pleads.
"Hmm... truly a rare gift that you would give a man of the
cloth," Hank says as he scratches his chin. "The first place to start
would be the Vatican directory, I believe. They keep a listing of all
their associated churches that are still functioning. There is a
terminal nearby. Let's see what we can find, shall we?" Hank says with
a smile as he stands up and holds out his hand to Romana. After much
searching through the Internet, they finally find the listing of the
small church which although not in active use, is still relatively
intact.
"That's it!" yells Romana as she points to the picture of
the small vine ridden stone church. "Now I only have to find a way to
get there without raising Kurt's suspicions..." Romana says to
herself.
"I assume that Kurt never told you about our
Blackbird..." says Hank with a grin as he pushes up his glasses.
----------------------- [1] In 1945 a scroll was discovered in Nag Hamadi, which is described as "the secret sayings of the living Jesus."
Romana landing on top of him. "Now," Romana says as she sits up and
straddles his waist. "Where was I?" she delicately grabs Kurt's
excitedly swishing tail and runs her mouth along it, the short soft
fur sensitizing her lips. Kurt moans and puts his hands on her thighs
under the skirt as his eyes close to the sensation. "Oooo. sensitive,
are we?" Romana asks mischievously and runs the tip of her tongue
along the edge of the spaded end of his tail. Kurt gasps and arches
his back slightly as his hands roam higher up her body.
"Uh huh." Kurt manages to get out.
"Oh yes. I remember." Romana says as her expression brightens. She
then leans down over Kurt and unbuttons his shirt. "I believe I was
making the point." she runs her fingernail down his chest, leaving a
light scratch mark, until she gets to his belt line. Kurt shivers as
she continues, "that I don't need to use any magic spells to turn you
on." She then follows the trail of her nail with her tongue. When she
reaches his belt line, Kurt grabs her shoulders and pulls her back up
to him.
"I think I've got it, liebling, but let me go over it again just to
make sure." With a grin, Kurt flips Romana over onto her stomach
beneath him. "But first zings first," Kurt says as he straddles her
rear and begins unlacing her corset. As his hands busy with the laces,
though, his tail gently caresses her leg, slowly moving higher until
he brushes against her thigh. Romana's body convulses at the delicate
touch. "Oooo.sensitive are ve?" Kurt mocks her earlier question as his
tail continues with the tickle torture.
"I'll get you my pretty." Romana mutters into the pillow before her
body jerks again.
Kurt bends over her with his hands on each side of her and whispers in
her ear, "I'm counting on it, liebchen." He then gently lifts her hips
up and slides the corset down her legs and onto the ground. Romana
tries to flip over then, but Kurt stills her with his hand on her
back. "Nein, liebling. Stay still." With a groan of frustration,
Romana thumps her head into the pillow. Kurt then gently removes her
skirt and blouse, leaving her in her underwear and strapless bra. He
folds the beautiful outfit carefully and places it on his dresser, and
then picks up a bottle of massage oil which he proceeds to rub into
her shoulders.
"Wha-ow-w-oh!" Romana exclaims as first she tenses in surprise at the
cold oil, then the muscle pain, and then relaxes as his powerful
fingers rub the soreness away.
"After all ve did zis morning, liebchen, you really should take care
of yourself. You don't vant to vake up stiff as a board now." Kurt
then digs his fingers under her shoulder blades and massages some of
the larger knots in her back.
"N-not w-what I had in m-mind, darling." she stammers out as she
squeezes the pillow tightly.
"But it is vat you need, Romana." Kurt concludes and kisses the back
of her neck gently. He then continues to massage her lower back and
calves, until the groans of pain turn to soft moans, and then to the
heavy breathing of someone fast asleep. I want to be with you, Romana,
but there are things that I have to do first; for me, and for us.
Gently he moves the hair off her face and sits in a chair beside the
bed so he can watch the moonlight play across her sleeping body. -She
is a timeless beauty indeed, full of joy, love, und understanding.
und she vants to share it vith me- Kurt laughs softly as he brings his
legs up into the chair and leans back into it. I have to tell you God,
your timing could use some vork. Not even a year in seminary school
und now I fall in love. Kurt drifts asleep in the chair after a while,
until someone talking stirs him.
"No.don't,"
Kurt clears his eyes and sees that Romana has been tossing around in
bed. "Romana, are you okay?" he whispers.
"Don't.don't take him away." Romana mutters. " Don't leave me.mama,
papa,"
Kurt sits on the bed beside her. "Romana, liebling, es ist just a
dream," Kurt reassures her softly.
"No.bastard takes them all away.everyone I love.can't stop it.can't
join them." her nightmare gets worse and Kurt has to hold her down to
keep her from thrashing.
"Romana! Vake up, liebling!" Kurt commands, afraid she will hurt
herself if he lets the nightmare continue.
"Nuh.Kurt!" Romana sits up with a jolt and holds him tightly, tears
streaming down her cheeks. "Oh God, Kurt.he took you away and there
was nothing I could do.I was left alone for eternity," Romana sobs
into his shoulder.
"Liebling.you aren't alone. I am here venever you need me, und the
Eternals will never harm you again. Your bravery took care of zat."
Kurt consoles her and strokes her hair until the sobs quiet down.
"Do you know what it's like, Kurt? Seeing everyone you love turn to
dust, leaving you to suffer alone?" Romana asks as she tries to hold
him tighter.
Kurt thinks of all his friends that he has lost along the way as he
closes his eyes tight to the memory. -Rachel. Illayana. Moira.Piotr,
his brother, Wisdom, the list goes on-. "Yes, liebling," he whispers
sadly. "I know vat it's like."
"Then please, hold me tonight, iuberia." Romana begs.
Kurt gently kisses the tears from her face as he lays her back down on
the bed. He then strips down to his boxers and lays down next to her,
spooning her body to his. "Rest, liebchen," he whispers as he pulls
the covers over them both. "Ve shall get through der nacht together."
The next morning.
The sound of birds singing and people outside the window gradually
stir Romana from her sleep. As she stretches her legs out, she feels
the soft warm velvet of Kurt's fur rub against her skin. As she thinks
back to the night before, she smiles as she remembers Kurt's deft way
of dodging her pass at him. -Not exactly the way I was hoping things
would end up.but that's okay. As much as I would like to make love
with Kurt.just being with him is enough-. As Romana wakes up more, she
realizes she has wrapped herself around him in her sleep, her body
half draped over his sleeping form, with one of Kurt's arms around her
and his tail curled around her leg. Romana carefully shifts and braces
her head up on her hand so she can look at Kurt while he sleeps. -Such
handsome, chiseled features, with such a beautiful soul.-Romana
delicately traces the lines of his brow and down his cheek to his lips
with her finger. -And to think that a little fur and fangs kept them
all away.-Romana raises an eyebrow and smiles. --Besides, the tail
just makes it more fun!- As she runs her finger across his lips, Kurt
begins to stir.
"Mmmn. guten morgen, meine liebchen." Kurt says as he stretches out,
his tail uncurling from Romana's leg to join in the exercise. "And vat
are you zinking?" Kurt asks with a smile. "You look like der katchen
zat swallowed der canary."
"I was just thinking," Romana answers as she trails her hand to his
chest and plays with his fur, "that I am an incredibly lucky woman,
and that the rest of the world are idiots to leave you alone for so
long."
Kurt grins and lets out a short laugh as he grabs Romana and flips her
onto her back. "I vould have to agree vith you zere, liebling, zough
it is I who am der lucky one. Not many people can look beyond my
appearance."
"Why should I do that, Kurt?" Romana asks as with a smile as she
stretches her arms past his neck. "I find everything about you to be
desirable, from your pointy ears down to the tip of your tail. Your
looks only compliment your beautiful soul, iuberia."
"Ach, Romana, " Kurt says with love shining in his eyes. " Vere vere
you 10 years ago?" Kurt then bends down and kisses Romana, her arms
curling around his shoulders. Kurt then breaks the kiss with obvious
regret as he says, "Alas, as much as I vould like to spend der day
vith you in bed, liebling, zere are zings zat I have to do." He sits
up and stretches again, then turns to Romana. "Feel free to avail
yourself of der facilities; zey have all said you are more zan
welcome." Kurt then gets up and pads into the bathroom to start a
shower. Romana languishes in bed for a while longer, enjoying the
warmth and scent of musk and brimstone from Kurt's side of the bed.
"Kommt, sleepyhead!" Kurt says as he sits beside Romana, already
dressed and ready to start the day. "Don't make me use der tail." Kurt
warns playfully. With her eyes still closed, Romana smiles. "Zat does
it." growls Kurt as he pulls back the blankets and pounces on Romana,
his hand holding both of hers as his other hand and tail tickle her
ribs and behind her knees.
"Okay.okay! You win!" Romana gurgles between fits of laughter as she
convulses underneath Kurt. "I'll get up! I'll get up!" she pleads as
Kurt finally has pity and stops his tickle torture. Romana leaps out
of bed and out of reach of his tail. "Goodness.can't a girl sleep in
once and a while?" she pouts.
Kurt sits against the headboard and laughs. "You make such a delicious
sight vith your pink cheeks und tousled hair, liebling, zat I couldn't
resist. Zat, und I vanted you awake for my kiss before I leave for der
church." Kurt walks over to her and takes her into his arms. With a
flourish, he puts his hand behind her head, spins, and dips her for a
deep kiss. "Now, does zat make up for getting you up?" he asks as he
sets her upright again.
"It's a start," Romana says with a half-smile and raised brow. "You
can make it up to me when you get home, love."
"Never have I been happier to be in debt." Kurt grins as he straps his
image inducer on his belt. "Auf Wiederzehn, liebling." With a 'bamf'
and a puff of smoke, Kurt leaves.
-I just hope I have enough time to do this-.Romana quickly takes a
shower and changes into bell-bottomed jeans and a dark green velvet
top with mid-length sleeves and a v-cut neckline. She then makes her
way to the elevator and presses the button for the library floor.
-Please let Hank be there.I wouldn't know where to look for him
otherwise.- Romana steps out of the elevator and opens the door to the
library. "Hank?" she asks quietly as she searches the bookcases. "Mr.
McCoy?"
"Please, just Hank," says a voice from above. "Come join me for a
beautiful sunrise." Romana climbs the spiral stairs to the second
level of the library and finds Hank sitting in a window seat and
drinking a cup of tea. "What can I do for you this fine morning?" he
asks.
"Well, I guess I am on a quest," says Romana. "You have all said that
Kurt celebrates his birthday in December, so I need your help to find
him the perfect gift."
"And what might that gift be that you need my services?" Hank asks
curiously.
Romana then tells Hank of how, during the Dark Ages, she was taken by
an evil Inquisitor who chose to punish her as a witch for her
abilities and resisting his charms. After her 'drowning,' she managed
to escape by swimming far downstream where she was found by a kind
friar of a local church named Father Dominic Sarducii. He took her in
and sheltered her from the Inquisition, as he had his own secret. He
was one of a small group of religious men who were translating the
lost teachings[1] of Christ. As she learned to read and speak Latin,
she later found out that these teachings were about universal love,
understanding, and finding God in ourselves, not in the church. Such
thoughts then might have caused much unrest amongst the people with
the ruling church, so they did their best to hide their secrets from
the Inquisition.
Father Dominic was very old, however, and he knew his health would
fail him soon. He sent the originals back to others in the group and
told Romana to hide the transcripts in the church where he dedicated
his life.
"I know where those transcripts are, Hank! I just need your
help to find out if the church is still there, and then I can figure
out how to get there." Romana pleads.
"Hmm... truly a rare gift that you would give a man of the
cloth," Hank says as he scratches his chin. "The first place to start
would be the Vatican directory, I believe. They keep a listing of all
their associated churches that are still functioning. There is a
terminal nearby. Let's see what we can find, shall we?" Hank says with
a smile as he stands up and holds out his hand to Romana. After much
searching through the Internet, they finally find the listing of the
small church which although not in active use, is still relatively
intact.
"That's it!" yells Romana as she points to the picture of
the small vine ridden stone church. "Now I only have to find a way to
get there without raising Kurt's suspicions..." Romana says to
herself.
"I assume that Kurt never told you about our
Blackbird..." says Hank with a grin as he pushes up his glasses.
----------------------- [1] In 1945 a scroll was discovered in Nag Hamadi, which is described as "the secret sayings of the living Jesus."
