You asked, so I give! Here's chap three of TTWT.
Chap 3: Waking up the Kat
An hour later, Kurt had cried himself to sleep. Mr. McCoy checked on them every now and again, taking Kitty's vitals and checking Kurt, mostly because the boy kept on twitching in his sleep. Beast shook his head. The poor kid. He'd finally been making some headway with Katherine after she and Lance had broken up two months ago. It had taken the sensitive boy a month to get close to her again. And now this.
Hank quietly left the room once more, turning in for the night. Any drastic change in the girl's signs would register on the machines and alert him immediately.
In the early hours of the morning, Kitty stirred on the bed. Ohh, man, everything ached. It felt like she'd had way too much time in the danger room with no painkillers. She sat up to try and stretch the kinks out of her muscles when she noticed where she was. The med room? When did I get here?
She tried to think back. 'Okay, the gang was playing twister, I was with Kurt, Rahne and Ray, he tickled somebody, we all started tickling people. I was tickling Kurt when'-she gasped out loud in memory.
Kurt had wrapped his tail around her leg, the spade tip on the back of her knee, the thicker base up her thigh. More specifically, it was directly on the area where her legs came together. That had given her some concern sometime in the fight, but she hadn't worried because Kurt was gentleman. He'd never do something like that intentionally.
But then his tail flexed. Muscles had rippled, rolling against her. Every nerve in her lower area had caught fire, making her gasp. He'd thought it was from the tickling, but in reality? He'd given her more pleasure than she'd thoguth humanly possible. She'd never let Lance touch her there, despite how much he wanted to, and that had been why they'd broken up. And now Kurt had just-just-wow. Then he did it again, harder. And she'd felt that incredible rush again. Then a third time even harder. Her eyes had rolled back, near screaming. Oh, god, it had felt so good. Then he noticed what was happening.
And moved his tail to pull away, the whole length of it sliding along her juncture, the tip of it had flicked some spot on her as he yanked it away and----dear god. It had sent such a massive jolt to her body, she'd blacked out. The pleasure had been so great-
'I-I think I came. For the first time.' Kitty blushed at the thought. He'd done all of that through her clothes! And he hadn't even meant to do it! Imagine what would have happened if he'd really tried. She nearly fainted again. Kitty pushed the sheets back from the bed. Noticing all the wires attatched to the machines, she began to pull the adhesive patches off her chest and arm, carefully putting them on the monitors. That was certainly going to alert someone, she just hoped it wouldn't make a ruckus. The girl really didn't want to wake anyone up.
Boy did a shower sound good right now. She went to the bathroom and began to run the hot water. Steam billowed out the door as she stepped back out into the room to see if she had a spare set of clothing to change into.
That's when she saw Kurt in a fetal position on the bed next to hers. "Kurt?" She said softly. She walked over and touched his arm, lightly stroking the fur. He moaned at her touch, still asleep. She looked closer at him and gasped at the damp streaks near his eyes and cheeks.
"Katherine?"
Kitty whirled, only to be faced with Dr. McCoy. She smiled and twitched her nose like a rabbit. "'eh, what's up, doc?"
Beast smiled outright. "I'm glad to see you're"-she shushed him, pointing to Kurt. Hank lowered his voice to a soft whisper. "oh, he's still asleep? Not surprising." He glanced down at his watch. "It's three in the morning."
Her eyes went wide in surprise. "Really?" At his urging, she sat back down on the bed while he did a quick check of her signs. "You read normal. Kitty, what happened?"
Kitty blushed for all she was worth. "Um, could I tell you later? I, like, really want to take a shower before I try and get some more sleep. I'm kinda tired, you know?"
Hank nodded in understanding. "I'd rather have you stay here for observation for the rest for the night, okay?" She nodded agreement. "Goodnight, Kitty."
"Goodnight, Mr. McCoy." He left as silently as he came, leaving Kitty to wonder again how on earth a man that big could move that quietly. She hurried back to the shower, that had still been running all this time.
She did have a change of clothes, probably brought down by a thoughtful Jean. But since she was going to sleep, she looked for something more comfortable than pants and a sweater. Another pile of clothes was next to the door and she went to check them out. A note was on top of her favorite loose t-shirt.
'Kitty
Hope you feel better soon, thought you might want this for sleeping in.
Rogue'
The girl had to smile. The goth could really be thoughtful when she wanted to be, something she hid with all her might. But Kitty had seen that gentle side to her, and wished she'd show it more often. She'd have to remember to thank her roomie somehow.
Speaking of roomies, she went over to Kurt's side. She'd tried to be as quiet as she could so that he could sleep, but Kitty could see that it might have been better to wake him. He looked awful, even sleeping. Kurt's face was positively haggard. His cheeks hollow, and despite the fur, the undertone of his skin was pale. He was still curled up like a ball, like a dog that had been kicked too many times. His tail was twitching in jerks too.
Kitty couldn't stand to see him like this. She slowly walked to his bedside and lowered the rail so that she could reach him easier. She brushed hesitant fingers down his cheeks to smooth the ruffled fur made by his tears. Slowly she traced her fingers up to brush the soft hair off his face and tucked it behind an ear. For the first time she noticed that the fur on his outer ear was slightly longer than everywhere else. 'Like the guard hairs on a cat's ear,' she thought.
He stirred slightly and she froze before moving again. Those hairs were ultra sensitive, so she'd avoid them for now. It occurred to her that she'd never really looked at Kurt. Seen him, yes, but never really looked. She decided it was time for her and the elf to get better acquainted.
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Chap 3: Waking up the Kat
An hour later, Kurt had cried himself to sleep. Mr. McCoy checked on them every now and again, taking Kitty's vitals and checking Kurt, mostly because the boy kept on twitching in his sleep. Beast shook his head. The poor kid. He'd finally been making some headway with Katherine after she and Lance had broken up two months ago. It had taken the sensitive boy a month to get close to her again. And now this.
Hank quietly left the room once more, turning in for the night. Any drastic change in the girl's signs would register on the machines and alert him immediately.
In the early hours of the morning, Kitty stirred on the bed. Ohh, man, everything ached. It felt like she'd had way too much time in the danger room with no painkillers. She sat up to try and stretch the kinks out of her muscles when she noticed where she was. The med room? When did I get here?
She tried to think back. 'Okay, the gang was playing twister, I was with Kurt, Rahne and Ray, he tickled somebody, we all started tickling people. I was tickling Kurt when'-she gasped out loud in memory.
Kurt had wrapped his tail around her leg, the spade tip on the back of her knee, the thicker base up her thigh. More specifically, it was directly on the area where her legs came together. That had given her some concern sometime in the fight, but she hadn't worried because Kurt was gentleman. He'd never do something like that intentionally.
But then his tail flexed. Muscles had rippled, rolling against her. Every nerve in her lower area had caught fire, making her gasp. He'd thought it was from the tickling, but in reality? He'd given her more pleasure than she'd thoguth humanly possible. She'd never let Lance touch her there, despite how much he wanted to, and that had been why they'd broken up. And now Kurt had just-just-wow. Then he did it again, harder. And she'd felt that incredible rush again. Then a third time even harder. Her eyes had rolled back, near screaming. Oh, god, it had felt so good. Then he noticed what was happening.
And moved his tail to pull away, the whole length of it sliding along her juncture, the tip of it had flicked some spot on her as he yanked it away and----dear god. It had sent such a massive jolt to her body, she'd blacked out. The pleasure had been so great-
'I-I think I came. For the first time.' Kitty blushed at the thought. He'd done all of that through her clothes! And he hadn't even meant to do it! Imagine what would have happened if he'd really tried. She nearly fainted again. Kitty pushed the sheets back from the bed. Noticing all the wires attatched to the machines, she began to pull the adhesive patches off her chest and arm, carefully putting them on the monitors. That was certainly going to alert someone, she just hoped it wouldn't make a ruckus. The girl really didn't want to wake anyone up.
Boy did a shower sound good right now. She went to the bathroom and began to run the hot water. Steam billowed out the door as she stepped back out into the room to see if she had a spare set of clothing to change into.
That's when she saw Kurt in a fetal position on the bed next to hers. "Kurt?" She said softly. She walked over and touched his arm, lightly stroking the fur. He moaned at her touch, still asleep. She looked closer at him and gasped at the damp streaks near his eyes and cheeks.
"Katherine?"
Kitty whirled, only to be faced with Dr. McCoy. She smiled and twitched her nose like a rabbit. "'eh, what's up, doc?"
Beast smiled outright. "I'm glad to see you're"-she shushed him, pointing to Kurt. Hank lowered his voice to a soft whisper. "oh, he's still asleep? Not surprising." He glanced down at his watch. "It's three in the morning."
Her eyes went wide in surprise. "Really?" At his urging, she sat back down on the bed while he did a quick check of her signs. "You read normal. Kitty, what happened?"
Kitty blushed for all she was worth. "Um, could I tell you later? I, like, really want to take a shower before I try and get some more sleep. I'm kinda tired, you know?"
Hank nodded in understanding. "I'd rather have you stay here for observation for the rest for the night, okay?" She nodded agreement. "Goodnight, Kitty."
"Goodnight, Mr. McCoy." He left as silently as he came, leaving Kitty to wonder again how on earth a man that big could move that quietly. She hurried back to the shower, that had still been running all this time.
She did have a change of clothes, probably brought down by a thoughtful Jean. But since she was going to sleep, she looked for something more comfortable than pants and a sweater. Another pile of clothes was next to the door and she went to check them out. A note was on top of her favorite loose t-shirt.
'Kitty
Hope you feel better soon, thought you might want this for sleeping in.
Rogue'
The girl had to smile. The goth could really be thoughtful when she wanted to be, something she hid with all her might. But Kitty had seen that gentle side to her, and wished she'd show it more often. She'd have to remember to thank her roomie somehow.
Speaking of roomies, she went over to Kurt's side. She'd tried to be as quiet as she could so that he could sleep, but Kitty could see that it might have been better to wake him. He looked awful, even sleeping. Kurt's face was positively haggard. His cheeks hollow, and despite the fur, the undertone of his skin was pale. He was still curled up like a ball, like a dog that had been kicked too many times. His tail was twitching in jerks too.
Kitty couldn't stand to see him like this. She slowly walked to his bedside and lowered the rail so that she could reach him easier. She brushed hesitant fingers down his cheeks to smooth the ruffled fur made by his tears. Slowly she traced her fingers up to brush the soft hair off his face and tucked it behind an ear. For the first time she noticed that the fur on his outer ear was slightly longer than everywhere else. 'Like the guard hairs on a cat's ear,' she thought.
He stirred slightly and she froze before moving again. Those hairs were ultra sensitive, so she'd avoid them for now. It occurred to her that she'd never really looked at Kurt. Seen him, yes, but never really looked. She decided it was time for her and the elf to get better acquainted.
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