Author's Note- WARNING consensual sex ahead!
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Back to England
~*~
If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do
Tonight's the night, I'm gonna prove it to you
Do I have to break down, baby just to break through
If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Two weeks later
"Katya!" Kitty paused turning around hearing the voice calling to her.
"Hi, Peter," she said.
"I heard that you are going back to England."
"Yeah, I'm leaving this morning." She gestured to her bag where Lockheed's head was peeking out.
"Are you sure that you want to go their all alone?"
"I'm sure, Petey, I'll be fine."
"But, Katya-" Kitty smiled at him and walked towards the gate. "Are you sure you don't want company on this trip?" Kitty paused looking up at him realizing who he was talking about.
"Thank you, Peter but I'll be fine, besides, I'm totally not alone; I have Lockheed."
"Yah!" the little dragon agreed.
"Very well," Peter said. "If you're sure."
"I am," Kitty said. "But thanks anyways." She walked out where Remy and Rogue were loading a few boxes.
"Two weeks," Rogue told her once they had finished.
"Why so long?" Kitty asked.
"So you have some extra time with your English lover," Rogue grinned.
"Whatever," Kitty said allowing Lockheed to fly the bag into the plane. "So I'll see you guys soon."
"Be careful, Kit," Rogue ordered.
"I will," she said. "Watch out for yourselves." She hugged her friend.
A couple hours later
Kitty landed in the same spot as she did before surprised to see a truck waiting for her. "You're late," a man said hopping out. Kitty smiled wryly.
"You're not happy to see me?" she asked climbing out.
"Never said that." They unloaded and reloaded the plane. "You comin' back?"
"Yeah," Kitty said. She walked with him back to the truck shouldering her bag.
"Did you have to take the rat?" Pete asked.
"Lockheed and I are a team, right, dragon?"
"Yah," Lockheed agreed happily.
"Just out of curiosity, does the aardvark talk?"
"What?" Kitty asked confused. "Of course not. Why?"
"Just curious," Pete said thinking that he must have imagined it. They drove in silence until they reached the gate. After a few minutes she was settled in his room. "How long are you stayin'?" he asked as they walked into the living room.
"I don't know," Kitty admitted. They sat on the couch both waiting for the other to bring it up. John walked in saving them the trouble.
"Everyone was wonderin' where you were," he said spotting Pete first. He then saw Kitty. "I'll just tell them that you're occupied." Pete saw Kitty's blush and spoke up.
"I `aven't had a drink t'night," he said. "You want t' go see the others?"
"Yeah," Kitty said a little reluctantly. John looked between the two and shook his head. The four walked, or flew in Lockheed's case, to the main building. Romany sat with Jardine, Betsy, and Brian. The four were talking about a new defense system when they saw the others walk in. Lockheed flew to Betsy nuzzling her and cooing happily.
"Miss Pryde," Jardine said. "It's wonderful to see you again."
"You too," Kitty said. John sat next to Romany, which left one seat left.
After a few seconds Pete sat down. "C'm `ere, luv," he said opening his arms slightly. Kitty walked to him and he carefully pulled her onto his lap. She tensed briefly before wrapping her arms around his neck breathing in the scent of cigarette smoke and alcohol that was Pete. Romany and John exchanged amused glances. They talked for several hours when Kitty announced that she was going back to the cabin. "I'll be there in a few minutes," Pete told her. She nodded and started back.
"Go after her, stupid git!" John exclaimed.
"She's barely spoken to me since we got back here," Pete said.
"That's because you haven't brought up what happened before you left, luv," Betsy said.
"What `appened?" John asked. "And why was I not told?"
"He just kissed her," Betsy said.
"Could we not talk about this?" Pete asked glaring at Betsy.
"Go talk to her," Betsy said. "She's all confused."
"Fine," Pete said standing. Taking a deep breath and lighting a cigarette he left. He walked into the cabin and saw the Lockheed was lying alone on the couch. He went into his bedroom and sat down next to her. "We need t' talk, Pryde."
"About what?"
"You bloody well know what," he said. He sighed trying to sort out his thoughts as he slipped his shoes off.
"Look, you don't have to say anything," Kitty shrugged.
"Ya know, you're right," Pete said. He leaned towards her and kissed her softly. He pulled away looking into her eyes and took one of her hands in his. "Okay, luv, it's this simple. I want you."
"That simple?"
"It's far too soon to use the word love. I don't know what's goin' t' `appen in future. But I can tell you this much, you are quite possibly the sexiest woman I've ever met." She snorted at that. "`Ey, I'm serious, Pryde. For starters, you are beautiful." He softly stoked her fingers in the hand he held. "But you're also confident, and your body is perfect."
"It's not-" Kitty started. She stopped but he could read the thought in her eyes, which were now down turned.
"Do you think that because you're not a double D that you aren't desirable?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "You're suppose t' be smart." He leaned over her and kissed her again this time bringing a hand up to cup one of her breasts. She pulled away surprised. "See? Perfect fit."
"Wisdom-"
"What?" he asked innocently. She shook her head exasperated. He noticed though that even then she didn't pull her hand away from his. Pressing his advantage a little he leaned towards her kissing her again slowly coaxing her mouth open with his. She responded eagerly leaning towards him moving her tongue against him. He groaned deeply when she softly caressed his chest through his shirt. "Pryde, luv, if you want t' stop now, tell me."
"Pete, I want to be with you," she whispered suddenly looking shy. "I want you."
"Okay, luv, if you're sure."
"I am." He kissed her again slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt. He slid the shirt down her shoulders and threw it behind him. He moved his hands down unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down, then off of her. He moved back slightly to look down appreciatively at her matching lilac bra and panties.
"Pete?" she asked nervously. He paused frowning slightly.
"Wait a minute, luv."
"What?" she asked afraid that he was going to stop.
"Is this yer first time?"
"I..." she stopped, looking embarrassed. She sat up not looking at him.
"Kit?"
"I'm afraid that you won't go any further if I, like, say yes."
Pete chuckled at that. "Listen up, Pryde, if you actually want to do this, I'm more than `appy t' oblige but you need t' be sure."
"I am."
"And I needed t' know. I want yer first time t' be slow." He looked into her eyes. "Also, before we get started, I need t' get a rubber."
"Dr. McCoy put me on the pill on his last visit, so, like, as long as you don't have a disease or something-"
"Nah, the mad witch doctor checks us out every other month."
"Who?"
"Moira MacTaggart," he said. "Now, enough talkin'." He leaned towards her and kissed her again slowly lowering her to the bed. He lifted her back up slightly to find the clasp of her bra and expertly undo it. He slid the piece of cloth off as he trailed hot kisses down her neck softly nipping when he reached where her pulse beat.
He felt her trembling in his arms as his lips moved down to the valley between her breasts. He licked his way around her nipple teasing it to erectness. He took one into his mouth as his hand played with the other. He heard her gasp and pulled away to make sure that he didn't upset her. Her soft whimper at the loss of his mouth answered his question.
Grinning, he went back to his task. She moaned softly as he suck on her nipple gently pulling on the other with his fingers. After a few moments she was arching herself into his mouth. He grinned again and switched sides. This time he ran his other hand over her stomach tracing the firm muscles there.
He ran his hand lower, sliding it under her panties. He lifted his head to move down and slide them off of her. He then moved her so her legs were hanging off the bed and knelt between them. She looked at him in confusion but he merely grinned. "Trust me, luv," he whispered.
He then slowly trailed kisses up her thigh before finding himself at the juncture of her legs. He then kissed her there as he would her lips. Kitty gasped gripping the arm of his shirt in a death grip. He smirked at this, bringing his fingers into play. Kitty moaned deeply.
He soon had to pin her thrusting hips to the bed as she neared her climax. He pulled back to watch her as her orgasm overcame her. Kitty laid before him gasping and shaking. "God, Pete," Kitty murmured. "That was amazing." He grinned moving up to kiss her. "What can I do?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"What you just did was totally wonderful, but what can I do for you?"
He shrugged. "Undress me if you want." She smiled sitting up to grasp his tie and pulling him towards her. They kissed tenderly and she slowly slipped his tie off before unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off of him. Getting impatient she phased his pants and boxers off.
He pulled away startled. "Got t' say, luv, I have a new respect for yer powers," he murmured kissing her again. She ran her hand over his chest delighting in his wiry muscles and smooth skin. She ran her hands through the surprisingly soft hair on his chest then slid her hands to his hips. She gently cupped his already hard manhood surprised when it grew even harder and bigger in her gentle grasp.
He groaned unable to control his hips as they bucked upwards. Kitty pulled her hand away startled. He took that moment to pin her down on the bed kissing her softly. He slid his hand down her stomach and began to tease her with his fingers making sure she was at peak arousal before thrusting fully into her. She tensed crying out softly in pain.
He remained still kissing her softly and whispering soft endearments to her until she began to relax. "I'm okay," she whispered.
"You are so bloody beautiful, Kit," he whispered kissing her as he withdrew to thrust into her again. "An' you feel so damn good." He began a slow rhythm building up to a faster one. She wrapped her legs around him urging him to go deeper. Soon they both reached their climaxes together. He rolled off of her laying beside her trying to catch his breath.
"Wow," Kitty whispered.
"`At jest about covers it," he murmured back. "C'm `ere, luv." She crawled into his arms laying her head on his chest. The two slowly drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
~*~
Back to England
~*~
If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do
Tonight's the night, I'm gonna prove it to you
Do I have to break down, baby just to break through
If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Two weeks later
"Katya!" Kitty paused turning around hearing the voice calling to her.
"Hi, Peter," she said.
"I heard that you are going back to England."
"Yeah, I'm leaving this morning." She gestured to her bag where Lockheed's head was peeking out.
"Are you sure that you want to go their all alone?"
"I'm sure, Petey, I'll be fine."
"But, Katya-" Kitty smiled at him and walked towards the gate. "Are you sure you don't want company on this trip?" Kitty paused looking up at him realizing who he was talking about.
"Thank you, Peter but I'll be fine, besides, I'm totally not alone; I have Lockheed."
"Yah!" the little dragon agreed.
"Very well," Peter said. "If you're sure."
"I am," Kitty said. "But thanks anyways." She walked out where Remy and Rogue were loading a few boxes.
"Two weeks," Rogue told her once they had finished.
"Why so long?" Kitty asked.
"So you have some extra time with your English lover," Rogue grinned.
"Whatever," Kitty said allowing Lockheed to fly the bag into the plane. "So I'll see you guys soon."
"Be careful, Kit," Rogue ordered.
"I will," she said. "Watch out for yourselves." She hugged her friend.
A couple hours later
Kitty landed in the same spot as she did before surprised to see a truck waiting for her. "You're late," a man said hopping out. Kitty smiled wryly.
"You're not happy to see me?" she asked climbing out.
"Never said that." They unloaded and reloaded the plane. "You comin' back?"
"Yeah," Kitty said. She walked with him back to the truck shouldering her bag.
"Did you have to take the rat?" Pete asked.
"Lockheed and I are a team, right, dragon?"
"Yah," Lockheed agreed happily.
"Just out of curiosity, does the aardvark talk?"
"What?" Kitty asked confused. "Of course not. Why?"
"Just curious," Pete said thinking that he must have imagined it. They drove in silence until they reached the gate. After a few minutes she was settled in his room. "How long are you stayin'?" he asked as they walked into the living room.
"I don't know," Kitty admitted. They sat on the couch both waiting for the other to bring it up. John walked in saving them the trouble.
"Everyone was wonderin' where you were," he said spotting Pete first. He then saw Kitty. "I'll just tell them that you're occupied." Pete saw Kitty's blush and spoke up.
"I `aven't had a drink t'night," he said. "You want t' go see the others?"
"Yeah," Kitty said a little reluctantly. John looked between the two and shook his head. The four walked, or flew in Lockheed's case, to the main building. Romany sat with Jardine, Betsy, and Brian. The four were talking about a new defense system when they saw the others walk in. Lockheed flew to Betsy nuzzling her and cooing happily.
"Miss Pryde," Jardine said. "It's wonderful to see you again."
"You too," Kitty said. John sat next to Romany, which left one seat left.
After a few seconds Pete sat down. "C'm `ere, luv," he said opening his arms slightly. Kitty walked to him and he carefully pulled her onto his lap. She tensed briefly before wrapping her arms around his neck breathing in the scent of cigarette smoke and alcohol that was Pete. Romany and John exchanged amused glances. They talked for several hours when Kitty announced that she was going back to the cabin. "I'll be there in a few minutes," Pete told her. She nodded and started back.
"Go after her, stupid git!" John exclaimed.
"She's barely spoken to me since we got back here," Pete said.
"That's because you haven't brought up what happened before you left, luv," Betsy said.
"What `appened?" John asked. "And why was I not told?"
"He just kissed her," Betsy said.
"Could we not talk about this?" Pete asked glaring at Betsy.
"Go talk to her," Betsy said. "She's all confused."
"Fine," Pete said standing. Taking a deep breath and lighting a cigarette he left. He walked into the cabin and saw the Lockheed was lying alone on the couch. He went into his bedroom and sat down next to her. "We need t' talk, Pryde."
"About what?"
"You bloody well know what," he said. He sighed trying to sort out his thoughts as he slipped his shoes off.
"Look, you don't have to say anything," Kitty shrugged.
"Ya know, you're right," Pete said. He leaned towards her and kissed her softly. He pulled away looking into her eyes and took one of her hands in his. "Okay, luv, it's this simple. I want you."
"That simple?"
"It's far too soon to use the word love. I don't know what's goin' t' `appen in future. But I can tell you this much, you are quite possibly the sexiest woman I've ever met." She snorted at that. "`Ey, I'm serious, Pryde. For starters, you are beautiful." He softly stoked her fingers in the hand he held. "But you're also confident, and your body is perfect."
"It's not-" Kitty started. She stopped but he could read the thought in her eyes, which were now down turned.
"Do you think that because you're not a double D that you aren't desirable?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "You're suppose t' be smart." He leaned over her and kissed her again this time bringing a hand up to cup one of her breasts. She pulled away surprised. "See? Perfect fit."
"Wisdom-"
"What?" he asked innocently. She shook her head exasperated. He noticed though that even then she didn't pull her hand away from his. Pressing his advantage a little he leaned towards her kissing her again slowly coaxing her mouth open with his. She responded eagerly leaning towards him moving her tongue against him. He groaned deeply when she softly caressed his chest through his shirt. "Pryde, luv, if you want t' stop now, tell me."
"Pete, I want to be with you," she whispered suddenly looking shy. "I want you."
"Okay, luv, if you're sure."
"I am." He kissed her again slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt. He slid the shirt down her shoulders and threw it behind him. He moved his hands down unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down, then off of her. He moved back slightly to look down appreciatively at her matching lilac bra and panties.
"Pete?" she asked nervously. He paused frowning slightly.
"Wait a minute, luv."
"What?" she asked afraid that he was going to stop.
"Is this yer first time?"
"I..." she stopped, looking embarrassed. She sat up not looking at him.
"Kit?"
"I'm afraid that you won't go any further if I, like, say yes."
Pete chuckled at that. "Listen up, Pryde, if you actually want to do this, I'm more than `appy t' oblige but you need t' be sure."
"I am."
"And I needed t' know. I want yer first time t' be slow." He looked into her eyes. "Also, before we get started, I need t' get a rubber."
"Dr. McCoy put me on the pill on his last visit, so, like, as long as you don't have a disease or something-"
"Nah, the mad witch doctor checks us out every other month."
"Who?"
"Moira MacTaggart," he said. "Now, enough talkin'." He leaned towards her and kissed her again slowly lowering her to the bed. He lifted her back up slightly to find the clasp of her bra and expertly undo it. He slid the piece of cloth off as he trailed hot kisses down her neck softly nipping when he reached where her pulse beat.
He felt her trembling in his arms as his lips moved down to the valley between her breasts. He licked his way around her nipple teasing it to erectness. He took one into his mouth as his hand played with the other. He heard her gasp and pulled away to make sure that he didn't upset her. Her soft whimper at the loss of his mouth answered his question.
Grinning, he went back to his task. She moaned softly as he suck on her nipple gently pulling on the other with his fingers. After a few moments she was arching herself into his mouth. He grinned again and switched sides. This time he ran his other hand over her stomach tracing the firm muscles there.
He ran his hand lower, sliding it under her panties. He lifted his head to move down and slide them off of her. He then moved her so her legs were hanging off the bed and knelt between them. She looked at him in confusion but he merely grinned. "Trust me, luv," he whispered.
He then slowly trailed kisses up her thigh before finding himself at the juncture of her legs. He then kissed her there as he would her lips. Kitty gasped gripping the arm of his shirt in a death grip. He smirked at this, bringing his fingers into play. Kitty moaned deeply.
He soon had to pin her thrusting hips to the bed as she neared her climax. He pulled back to watch her as her orgasm overcame her. Kitty laid before him gasping and shaking. "God, Pete," Kitty murmured. "That was amazing." He grinned moving up to kiss her. "What can I do?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"What you just did was totally wonderful, but what can I do for you?"
He shrugged. "Undress me if you want." She smiled sitting up to grasp his tie and pulling him towards her. They kissed tenderly and she slowly slipped his tie off before unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off of him. Getting impatient she phased his pants and boxers off.
He pulled away startled. "Got t' say, luv, I have a new respect for yer powers," he murmured kissing her again. She ran her hand over his chest delighting in his wiry muscles and smooth skin. She ran her hands through the surprisingly soft hair on his chest then slid her hands to his hips. She gently cupped his already hard manhood surprised when it grew even harder and bigger in her gentle grasp.
He groaned unable to control his hips as they bucked upwards. Kitty pulled her hand away startled. He took that moment to pin her down on the bed kissing her softly. He slid his hand down her stomach and began to tease her with his fingers making sure she was at peak arousal before thrusting fully into her. She tensed crying out softly in pain.
He remained still kissing her softly and whispering soft endearments to her until she began to relax. "I'm okay," she whispered.
"You are so bloody beautiful, Kit," he whispered kissing her as he withdrew to thrust into her again. "An' you feel so damn good." He began a slow rhythm building up to a faster one. She wrapped her legs around him urging him to go deeper. Soon they both reached their climaxes together. He rolled off of her laying beside her trying to catch his breath.
"Wow," Kitty whispered.
"`At jest about covers it," he murmured back. "C'm `ere, luv." She crawled into his arms laying her head on his chest. The two slowly drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.