Together?
~*~
What's the matter, girl
Don't you think I'm good enough?
This old heart's had a whole lot of breakin' down
She's got all these reasons in her head
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
They went into the store and he picked up two six packs and a couple cartons of cigarettes. Pete had to restrain himself from decking a few guys who made rude remarks to the blushing Kitty. He settled for slipping a possessive arm around her and saying simply. "Time to go, luv." They got back onto the bus.
"I hate men," Kitty said wrinkling her nose.
"Come on, Pryde, ya know that isn't true." He lounged back in one of the seats smirking up at her. "You don't hate me do ya?"
"No, not hate," Kitty said. "Just a strong dislike. Most of the time." He reached out grabbing her hand pulling her closer. He gently massaged her hand in his.
"And the other times."
"The other times you're, like, okay."
"Just okay?" he asked feigning surprise. "Aww, Pryde, you're hurtin' my feelings."
"Idiot," she chuckled. He pulled her down onto his lap. "Pete-"
"Calm down, luv, I'm not goin' to do anything you don't want. I can't, you're powers won't let me, remember?" She nodded. "Good." He lowered his head and kissed her gently. "Luv, I have wanted to do this since I saw you fall off of the porch. You've consumed me. I can't get you out of my bloody `ead." He nuzzled her neck. "I don't know where you got this idiotic idea that I didn't want you but I `ope that I can dissuade you of that thought." He kissed her neck softly.
She smiled shyly as he pulled back to meet her eyes. She reached out gently touching his face. He leaned his head back closing his eyes and just enjoying the feel of her soft fingers as she traced his lips and combed her fingers through his hair. He took her hand and softly sucked on her fingertips before reaching towards her and lacing his fingers in her hair and pulling her down for another kiss. He slid his tongue over her bottom lip twice before she got the hint, opening her mouth to him. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth coaxing hers to play.
She moaned softly at his slow kiss. Kitty could taste the cigarettes in his kiss but surprisingly this taste was almost erotic. Pete was in heaven. He was holding her and kissing her, two things he never thought he'd be able to do. She broke away panting for breath and looking into his eyes dazed. "Wow," she whispered.
"That just about covers it," he smiled.
"Pete, what does this mean?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
"I-I don't know. Maybe we should get back." He sighed with disappointment.
"All right." He stood lifting her up and got into the driver's seat. She sat down in the abandoned seat and attempted to sort out her feelings. They arrived and Pete walked to her kneeling so they were at eye level. "You okay, Pryde?"
"Fine," she said standing. "I'm just a little confused."
"Just want to make one thing clear," he said looking into her eyes as he also got to his feet.
"What's that?" she asked fearing that he was going to let her down.
"I'm okay with any decision you make, but don't ever think that I don't want you." He kissed her, a long lingering kiss and stepped away. "Understood?"
She smiled wryly. "Yes sir."
"In that case, let's go." He picked up the bag and brought it out side handing it to Logan.
"You're a lifesaver, Wisdom," Logan said looking severely pissed.
"Mr. Logan, how'd you get all wet?" Kitty asked. She looked at the older mutant. That question caused him to growl. Lockheed came flying towards them and straight into Kitty's arms. He sniffed her and growled at Pete.
"What were you two doin'?" Remy asked Pete grinning.
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," Pete said leaning against a tree. Kitty looked up at him raising her eyebrows. He just smiled at her and winked. Flushing, she went to join Rogue. Remy smiled watching this.
"Remy guesses you two sorted things out," Remy said.
"You can say that," Pete said.
~*~
"He kissed me," Kitty told Rogue grabbing her friend's hand. She then proceeded to tell her friend about what had occurred during their little trip.
"What are you going to decide?" Rogue asked.
Kitty frowned looking down. "I don't know. I mean, why would he like me? I'm not like you guys . . ."
"Kit, he obviously wants you."
"I know, but what did you say? 'If all he wants is sex Ah ain't interested'?"
"Don't mock my accent, sugah, you suck at it."
Kitty giggled sitting beside her friend. "I, like, just don't know what to do."
"Remy and I are sharing his tent tonight," Rogue told her friend.
"You are?" Kitty asked her eyes widening. Rogue nodded.
"Ah'm so nervous though."
"Well, yeah, that's, like, totally understandable!"
"He told me that if Ah wasn't ready that he'd wait but ever since mah powers began Ah wanted to be able to be intimate and ever since Ah met him I wanted it to be with him."
"So you're, like, sure."
"Positive. I'm just a little scared."
"Well, all I can say is just go for it. Hell, if I could I'd be jumping Pete's bones."
"Ah don't think he'd mind."
"Yeah, but, Rogue, can you actually see me doing that?"
Rogue laughed, a sound that used to be so rare, yet now was often heard in the Institute. "No, and Ah'd like ta keep it that way."
Kitty laughed at this. "How do you know if you're ready?" Rogue shrugged. "You realize that now I'm going to be the only virgin in the group."
"There's always Jamie."
Kitty laughed again. "Great, me and the fourteen year old."
"Well, if things continue with you and Pete it'll just be Jamie."
"Right." Rogue stood as Logan announced that dinner was almost finished. Kitty followed her back sitting next to Pete.
"`Allo, luv," he purred softly. She looked up blushing a little as she met his eyes. He found this little embarrassment endearing. Kitty stood and walked over to Logan looking up at the older mutant for a few seconds.
"Do you want somethin' half-pint?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Kitty said. "Um, I have a question."
"Yes?" Logan asked after she paused again.
"We've been doing a lot of training in the Danger Room and everything but I just don't feel like I could hold my own in a fight without my powers."
"Yeah."
"Would you train me? You know . . . like, teach me how to fight."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I just felt helpless, if I was ever against him again what could I do? Even if I phased, what good would it do, I could only keep it up for a while and then."
Logan nodded squeezing her shoulder. "Okay, half-pint. If you're serious about this we'll start Monday." She grinned hugging him quickly.
"Thanks, Logan!" She went back to her seat beside Pete and Lockheed flew to her lap.
The group began eating. Lockheed stole Pete's hamburger causing Pete to chase the dragon around until Lockheed flew to Kitty for protection. "Damn flying rat!" Pete exclaimed
"Pete, you can't hurt him," Kitty said. "He's just a little dragon." She looked down at Lockheed. "You have to stop messing with him. He's not hurting you, or me. Pete is a nice guy." She glanced up at the man in question. "Most of the time. He's my . . ." she trailed off looking up at Pete who was leaning back watching her intently. " . . .friend." "Come on, luv, you can do better than that," he whispered smirking.
"Bite me, Wisdom," she said playfully shoving him.
"Mmm . . . I like that idea," he murmured. "Where?" She gasped softly and slapped his arm.
"Pig!"
He grinned. "An' proud of it." He looked down at the dragon. "So what do you say, dragon, do we have a truce?" Lockheed regarded Pete for a full minutes before sticking his tongue out at the mutant. "You saw it that time, didn't you?"
"Lockheed!" Kitty exclaimed. "That's not nice!" The dragon looked down as though he was ashamed.
"I'm amazed at the fact that he seems to understand everything you say," Rhane said approaching.
"Me too," Kitty said. "He's a smart little dragon, aren't you?" Lockheed looked up at that and his small chest puffed out in pride.
"Great, give the flying rat an ego," Pete said rolling his eyes.
"Afraid someone will compete with you in that compartment, Wisdom?" Kitty asked innocently.
"Very funny, Pryde," Pete said. She simply smiled up at him. "I do not have an ego." There were several muffled laughs. Pete rolled his eyes.
A couple hours later Kitty stood. "Well, I for one am exhausted. Come on, Lockheed." She stood surprised that Pete also stood to walk her back to her room.
"So the rat gets to sleep with you," Pete said.
"Would you rather if he slept with you?" Kitty asked causing a horrified look from both. She sat Lockheed down and faced Pete. "Goodnight, Mr. Wisdom."
"Back to that now, are we, Pryde?" he asked raising an eyebrow. He placed an arm around her waist pulling her closer.
"Are we?" she repeated cocking her head slightly to one side and running her tongue slowly across her lips.
"You little tease," he growled playfully. She just smiled as his head bent lower his lips brushing hers. He straightened back up.
"Get back down here," she ordered grabbing the back of his head and pulling him to her and kissing him gently. He took the initiative deepening the kiss but keeping it soft. She smiled against his lips as his hands moved restlessly on her back. His hands then moved lower grabbing her butt firmly causing her to gasp. She pulled away looking at him.
"Sorry, luv, couldn't resist," he grinned.
"Idiot," Kitty smiled.
"Goodnight, Kitty," he whispered.
"Goodnight, Pete."
"An', if you will, please remove your rat from the leg of my pants." She laughed grabbing Lockheed. Pete kissed her once more before leaving her side to go back to the fire. She smiled holding Lockheed and watching him. Pete said down smiling himself. The other guys applauded him.
"That was a nice show," Roberto said with a smile.
"Who'd think the ice queen had it in her?" Bobby said but Jubilee hit him in the back of the head. Pete looked at Bobby levelly.
"Allow me to say this simply," he said finally. "Any insult upon Pryde will be taken personally by me. I'm sure you blokes don't want that." Remy and Logan were the only males wise enough to stay out of this. Logan tossed Pete a beer, which visibly calmed the older mutant. "You are my favorite person."
"Sorry, dart-boy, you're not my type," Logan smirked.
Pete didn't respond to this, he merely opened the beer and took a long swig. "It's been too bloody long."
"Je sais," Remy said raising his own beer in a salute. He and Rogue were merely waiting for the others to go to sleep so they could go to their tent without being conspicuous.
~*~
What's the matter, girl
Don't you think I'm good enough?
This old heart's had a whole lot of breakin' down
She's got all these reasons in her head
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
They went into the store and he picked up two six packs and a couple cartons of cigarettes. Pete had to restrain himself from decking a few guys who made rude remarks to the blushing Kitty. He settled for slipping a possessive arm around her and saying simply. "Time to go, luv." They got back onto the bus.
"I hate men," Kitty said wrinkling her nose.
"Come on, Pryde, ya know that isn't true." He lounged back in one of the seats smirking up at her. "You don't hate me do ya?"
"No, not hate," Kitty said. "Just a strong dislike. Most of the time." He reached out grabbing her hand pulling her closer. He gently massaged her hand in his.
"And the other times."
"The other times you're, like, okay."
"Just okay?" he asked feigning surprise. "Aww, Pryde, you're hurtin' my feelings."
"Idiot," she chuckled. He pulled her down onto his lap. "Pete-"
"Calm down, luv, I'm not goin' to do anything you don't want. I can't, you're powers won't let me, remember?" She nodded. "Good." He lowered his head and kissed her gently. "Luv, I have wanted to do this since I saw you fall off of the porch. You've consumed me. I can't get you out of my bloody `ead." He nuzzled her neck. "I don't know where you got this idiotic idea that I didn't want you but I `ope that I can dissuade you of that thought." He kissed her neck softly.
She smiled shyly as he pulled back to meet her eyes. She reached out gently touching his face. He leaned his head back closing his eyes and just enjoying the feel of her soft fingers as she traced his lips and combed her fingers through his hair. He took her hand and softly sucked on her fingertips before reaching towards her and lacing his fingers in her hair and pulling her down for another kiss. He slid his tongue over her bottom lip twice before she got the hint, opening her mouth to him. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth coaxing hers to play.
She moaned softly at his slow kiss. Kitty could taste the cigarettes in his kiss but surprisingly this taste was almost erotic. Pete was in heaven. He was holding her and kissing her, two things he never thought he'd be able to do. She broke away panting for breath and looking into his eyes dazed. "Wow," she whispered.
"That just about covers it," he smiled.
"Pete, what does this mean?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
"I-I don't know. Maybe we should get back." He sighed with disappointment.
"All right." He stood lifting her up and got into the driver's seat. She sat down in the abandoned seat and attempted to sort out her feelings. They arrived and Pete walked to her kneeling so they were at eye level. "You okay, Pryde?"
"Fine," she said standing. "I'm just a little confused."
"Just want to make one thing clear," he said looking into her eyes as he also got to his feet.
"What's that?" she asked fearing that he was going to let her down.
"I'm okay with any decision you make, but don't ever think that I don't want you." He kissed her, a long lingering kiss and stepped away. "Understood?"
She smiled wryly. "Yes sir."
"In that case, let's go." He picked up the bag and brought it out side handing it to Logan.
"You're a lifesaver, Wisdom," Logan said looking severely pissed.
"Mr. Logan, how'd you get all wet?" Kitty asked. She looked at the older mutant. That question caused him to growl. Lockheed came flying towards them and straight into Kitty's arms. He sniffed her and growled at Pete.
"What were you two doin'?" Remy asked Pete grinning.
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," Pete said leaning against a tree. Kitty looked up at him raising her eyebrows. He just smiled at her and winked. Flushing, she went to join Rogue. Remy smiled watching this.
"Remy guesses you two sorted things out," Remy said.
"You can say that," Pete said.
~*~
"He kissed me," Kitty told Rogue grabbing her friend's hand. She then proceeded to tell her friend about what had occurred during their little trip.
"What are you going to decide?" Rogue asked.
Kitty frowned looking down. "I don't know. I mean, why would he like me? I'm not like you guys . . ."
"Kit, he obviously wants you."
"I know, but what did you say? 'If all he wants is sex Ah ain't interested'?"
"Don't mock my accent, sugah, you suck at it."
Kitty giggled sitting beside her friend. "I, like, just don't know what to do."
"Remy and I are sharing his tent tonight," Rogue told her friend.
"You are?" Kitty asked her eyes widening. Rogue nodded.
"Ah'm so nervous though."
"Well, yeah, that's, like, totally understandable!"
"He told me that if Ah wasn't ready that he'd wait but ever since mah powers began Ah wanted to be able to be intimate and ever since Ah met him I wanted it to be with him."
"So you're, like, sure."
"Positive. I'm just a little scared."
"Well, all I can say is just go for it. Hell, if I could I'd be jumping Pete's bones."
"Ah don't think he'd mind."
"Yeah, but, Rogue, can you actually see me doing that?"
Rogue laughed, a sound that used to be so rare, yet now was often heard in the Institute. "No, and Ah'd like ta keep it that way."
Kitty laughed at this. "How do you know if you're ready?" Rogue shrugged. "You realize that now I'm going to be the only virgin in the group."
"There's always Jamie."
Kitty laughed again. "Great, me and the fourteen year old."
"Well, if things continue with you and Pete it'll just be Jamie."
"Right." Rogue stood as Logan announced that dinner was almost finished. Kitty followed her back sitting next to Pete.
"`Allo, luv," he purred softly. She looked up blushing a little as she met his eyes. He found this little embarrassment endearing. Kitty stood and walked over to Logan looking up at the older mutant for a few seconds.
"Do you want somethin' half-pint?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Kitty said. "Um, I have a question."
"Yes?" Logan asked after she paused again.
"We've been doing a lot of training in the Danger Room and everything but I just don't feel like I could hold my own in a fight without my powers."
"Yeah."
"Would you train me? You know . . . like, teach me how to fight."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I just felt helpless, if I was ever against him again what could I do? Even if I phased, what good would it do, I could only keep it up for a while and then."
Logan nodded squeezing her shoulder. "Okay, half-pint. If you're serious about this we'll start Monday." She grinned hugging him quickly.
"Thanks, Logan!" She went back to her seat beside Pete and Lockheed flew to her lap.
The group began eating. Lockheed stole Pete's hamburger causing Pete to chase the dragon around until Lockheed flew to Kitty for protection. "Damn flying rat!" Pete exclaimed
"Pete, you can't hurt him," Kitty said. "He's just a little dragon." She looked down at Lockheed. "You have to stop messing with him. He's not hurting you, or me. Pete is a nice guy." She glanced up at the man in question. "Most of the time. He's my . . ." she trailed off looking up at Pete who was leaning back watching her intently. " . . .friend." "Come on, luv, you can do better than that," he whispered smirking.
"Bite me, Wisdom," she said playfully shoving him.
"Mmm . . . I like that idea," he murmured. "Where?" She gasped softly and slapped his arm.
"Pig!"
He grinned. "An' proud of it." He looked down at the dragon. "So what do you say, dragon, do we have a truce?" Lockheed regarded Pete for a full minutes before sticking his tongue out at the mutant. "You saw it that time, didn't you?"
"Lockheed!" Kitty exclaimed. "That's not nice!" The dragon looked down as though he was ashamed.
"I'm amazed at the fact that he seems to understand everything you say," Rhane said approaching.
"Me too," Kitty said. "He's a smart little dragon, aren't you?" Lockheed looked up at that and his small chest puffed out in pride.
"Great, give the flying rat an ego," Pete said rolling his eyes.
"Afraid someone will compete with you in that compartment, Wisdom?" Kitty asked innocently.
"Very funny, Pryde," Pete said. She simply smiled up at him. "I do not have an ego." There were several muffled laughs. Pete rolled his eyes.
A couple hours later Kitty stood. "Well, I for one am exhausted. Come on, Lockheed." She stood surprised that Pete also stood to walk her back to her room.
"So the rat gets to sleep with you," Pete said.
"Would you rather if he slept with you?" Kitty asked causing a horrified look from both. She sat Lockheed down and faced Pete. "Goodnight, Mr. Wisdom."
"Back to that now, are we, Pryde?" he asked raising an eyebrow. He placed an arm around her waist pulling her closer.
"Are we?" she repeated cocking her head slightly to one side and running her tongue slowly across her lips.
"You little tease," he growled playfully. She just smiled as his head bent lower his lips brushing hers. He straightened back up.
"Get back down here," she ordered grabbing the back of his head and pulling him to her and kissing him gently. He took the initiative deepening the kiss but keeping it soft. She smiled against his lips as his hands moved restlessly on her back. His hands then moved lower grabbing her butt firmly causing her to gasp. She pulled away looking at him.
"Sorry, luv, couldn't resist," he grinned.
"Idiot," Kitty smiled.
"Goodnight, Kitty," he whispered.
"Goodnight, Pete."
"An', if you will, please remove your rat from the leg of my pants." She laughed grabbing Lockheed. Pete kissed her once more before leaving her side to go back to the fire. She smiled holding Lockheed and watching him. Pete said down smiling himself. The other guys applauded him.
"That was a nice show," Roberto said with a smile.
"Who'd think the ice queen had it in her?" Bobby said but Jubilee hit him in the back of the head. Pete looked at Bobby levelly.
"Allow me to say this simply," he said finally. "Any insult upon Pryde will be taken personally by me. I'm sure you blokes don't want that." Remy and Logan were the only males wise enough to stay out of this. Logan tossed Pete a beer, which visibly calmed the older mutant. "You are my favorite person."
"Sorry, dart-boy, you're not my type," Logan smirked.
Pete didn't respond to this, he merely opened the beer and took a long swig. "It's been too bloody long."
"Je sais," Remy said raising his own beer in a salute. He and Rogue were merely waiting for the others to go to sleep so they could go to their tent without being conspicuous.
