Hey all this is chapter TWO! Oh yeah feel it, feel the love and the power… ahem anyway.. same warnings and other crap applies so , read on my little smut lovers. The smut bunny has bounced.
Kitty dropped her robe, revealing the soft silvery material of her lingerie. It was nothing more than a wisp of nearly see-through material that made a form fitting top that stopped at her ribs. Kitty's once small and budding breasts had become full and round. They weren't as big as Rogue' or some of the other girls' around the mansion but they filled the top very nicely. Her nipples were peaked already and the fabric showed that. Her lower half was only covered in a thong, and a thong didn't cover much.
Sweeping lip-gloss over her mouth Kitty smirked, Piotr didn't stand a chance. She had picked his favorite flavor. The one he always said was yummy after they had kissed, then he would come in for another taste. The flavor that always made him lick his lips when they were done making out, and made him lick her lips while they were. The one Kitty had stocked up on and wore when she was trying to seduce him. Kitty licked her own lips, tasting it quickly with a little laugh. Who would have thought that big man Piotr would fall for a girl who wore gummy-bear lip gloss.
Kitty grinned leaving her bag and robe in a pile at the foot of her man's bed. Then with a sly smile she slid into the soft cotton heaven, positioning her body so she didn't disturb his arm, which was flung out and sticking over the edge of the bed slightly. Grinning, she carefully pressed against his warm side. His skin was just as warm as she knew it would be, and within seconds his heat and musky masculine smell had surrounded her.
As she began to stroke her hand slowly and lightly across Piotr's lower belly, just above the hem of his boxers, he shifted muttering her name under his breath before shifting and settling back to his dreams. Kitty stifled a giggle. He was dreaming about her. Kissing his mouth lightly, she glanced down to see the front of his boxers rise with his erection. Glancing back up at him as her hand drifted over the growing cotton covered bulge, she saw him lick his lips and moan slightly.
Slithering down his body she planted a gummy-bear kiss on his rib cage, her fingers flicking over his nipple which hardened immediately. Slinking lower she kissed his well built abs, swirling her tongue in his navel before her finger slipped under the hem of his boxers. Kitty had bought these for him a while ago, and apparently they were his favorite pair judging by the remarks he got from the guys after danger room sessions concerning his 'Kitty shorts'. He seemed to wear them a lot.
They had little kittens prancing all over them. Piotr had laughed and asked if she thought he needed a reminder of who he belonged to, Kitty had responded with the same question concerning a beautiful pair of silky boy-shorts that had his name 'Piotr' embroidered across the buttocks. At which point he had given her a playful slap on the ass and pulled her in for a kiss.
With a grin she phased his shorts off throwing them across the room before turning her gaze back to Piotr's groin. So this was what had given her so much pleasure through denim. Touching her fingers to him she stroked upwards hesitantly, her eyes widening as he lengthened and swelled under her touch. With twinkle of feminine power in her eye she began to touch his cock more firmly, and he continued to grow under her hand.
Piotr had begun to thrash lightly, caught in an erotic dream about her. His body kept shuddering and his mouth kept whispering her name along with words she didn't understand. By the time Kitty had wrapped her fingers around, which didn't fit, he had stopped growing. When she added a second hand so that she could cover his entire width, he was saying her name very clearly along with softer word of encouragement the Kitty caught. Thick veins had appeared on his shaft, light blue and kitty trailed her fingers over these veins, which made his hips buck.
Just as she dipped her head to lick the hard tip of his cock, Piotr sat straight up, his eyes wide as he panted.
He stared down at her for a moment, then he shook his head and looked around, like he was trying to find out if he was still dreaming. Apparently he decided he was awake because his mouth dropped open and he sputtered at her. "Katya, vhat… vhat are you…" Piotr had to swallow then, because Kitty had just given his swollen head a long lick. He gasped reaching down to grip her shoulders, forcing her away from that sensitive and responsive part of him. "Vhat are you doing!"
Kitty purred lightly squirming and wiggling so that he could see her outfit while she spoke. "I'm making love to you Peter. I'm past 18 now. You can take me… I want you to take me." She licked her lips, a move that Piotr copied as her breasts swayed under the silvery material. He groaned, tasting the lip gloss as he watched her breasts move almost hypnotically.
Piotr was succumbing to her, she could see it. His eyes were fastened on her breasts and his hands had loosened on her enough that she slipped through them with a little wiggle. His hands dropped to the sides of her waist as she moved back up his body, her silky smooth legs rubbing against his slightly hairy ones. He watched her through slightly glazed eyes, panting.
When she climbed over his body she settled her thighs on either side of his hips, straddling him like she had before, only she didn't sink down onto him. Kitty leaned forward her breast touching his chest through the filmy material, her mouth hovering over his. "Tell me you want me Peter. Touch me how you want to touch me. Don't make me touch myself anymore…" Kitty purred sensually against his lips, not quite letting him have the kiss. Lifting one hand she leaned back placing it on his chest, still held up by her thighs and not letting his hard length touch the silky, hot, wet apex of her panties.
She lifted a hand, the other resting against his chest gently running her nails over his skin. She licked her fingers before her hand dropped to cup her breast. Using her wet fingers she twisted and plucked her nipple bringing it to a hard aching point while he watched, his lips parted and his eyes fastened on her. Whispering her love for him in Russian was the last straw.
His arms reached for her pulling her forward and up, her breast level with his mouth before he secured the hot wet cavern over her nipple, suckling roughly while his hands gripped and squeezed her waist, the fabric still frustratingly between them. Kitty sighed, her fingers threading through his jet black hair, holding his mouth to her breast the way she had dreamed of doing. When he used his teeth on her, she moaned, pressing forward into his mouth.
Piotr pulled back making Kitty groan at the loss of contact. Lifting his head he kissed her mouth and Kitty brightened kissing him back with passion. By the time he was done he had sucked, kissed, licked and nibbled all of her lip gloss away. He gave her a grin of pure wicked male satisfaction when she blinked at him dazedly. He put his mouth to hers again and she sank into him until her nipped her. Hard. Gasping she pulled away, one hand going up to her lips brushing them with her fingers. That was going to leave a mark, which seemed to be his reason for doing it judging by his smile.
Swatting him on the arm she leaned forward setting her head on his shoulder as his large slightly rough hands fondled and played with her breasts, he was instantly forgiven as his large fingers tweaked her nipples, sending jolts of wet heat between her thighs. She jumped arching against him and he only chuckled. His hand drifted down and Kitty's anticipation grew as he lifted the hem of her top. When he pulled it away, dropping it next to his bed, her body was almost completely bare and he grinned.
"Keetty, you are so beoti-ful beautiful." Using only his arms again he lifted her, burying his face between the two soft pillows of her breasts feathering kisses over the pale skin. While he did this one hand held her up, the other had traveled down to investigate her thong. He tugged, twisted, and played with the strap in the back until Kitty was mewling with need. He was tormenting her with her panties, gently moving the fabric so that it pressed and rubbed in all the right places, including against her clit.
With another grin of pride at bringing his girl to such a state he gently eased her down until she was resting against the heavy male muscle that was standing erect at his groin. She whimpered and tried to move but Piotr was holding her so that she couldn't. Kitty felt like she was going to cry. The friction and the goal she had been striving for was being denied her. When she sobbed with arousal Piotr whispered soothingly in her ear stroking her back and body with long soothing strokes until she was calmer.
Then with a smirk her rolled her onto her back and pinned her with an arm resting firmly on her ribcage, just under her breasts. He moved down her body kissing her quivering belly. Kitty gasped knowing what he was about to do, and she wanted it, but not right now. Right now she wanted the real thing. "Peter, please!" Her voice hiccupped as his fingers dipped between her thighs just barely brushing over the wet folds and small string of her underwear. "Peter, I need the real thing, I need you inside me…" She gasped trying to squirm towards and away from his blunt fingers at the same time.
She couldn't move though, he was holding her in place gently but very effectively and when his hand twisted in the front of her panties and he gave her a look of warning she gasped gritting her teeth as he gave the fragile material a jerk, ripping it easily, but stimulating her even further. Planting a kiss just above her small patch of curls, he spread her thighs, settling his wide shoulders between them. Then ducking his head he nuzzled his nose against her clit. Her hips bucked against him, and he took that as a sign to bring his tongue into action.
His arm dropped from under her breast with a brief brush over her shivering body before both his hands firmly gripped her hips, his mouth opening to drink some of the warm juices that had accumulated in her folds. She bit her lip, a soft wail keening out of her, and his tongue swept up the line of her cunt, fluttering over her clit before moving down again. Positioning his mouth Piotr pulled her towards him, her skin sliding erotically against the bed.
His tongue circled the small and tight hole of her body with wide strokes of his tongue. When she went limp panting he slipped his wet muscle inside, wiggling it slowly, back and forth. Kitty's hands clutched at the bed and she was panting his name now, her body quivering close to release. As he thrust his tongue in and out Kitty began to thrash her body, Piotr's hands the only thing holding her to his mouth. Her legs finally found purchase wrapping around his shoulders as best they could as she tried to lift her hips against him.
Lifting his mouth he wrapped his lips around her swollen nub, suckling lightly, When Kitty yelped, he gave her a rough pull of his mouth, her body coming apart under his mouth, flooding with her release. Piotr licked and drank her until she was lying trembling on his bed, her eyes closed, her head thrown back on his pillows. With a smile he licked his lips moving his large body up her limp form kissing her hips, ribs, breasts, neck, and finally her mouth.
When Piotr settled his body to the side of hers, his large hands traveling over her petite body Kitty gave a weak smile turning her face to nuzzle into his neck. Piotr used one hand to stroke her face, sweeping her soft slightly tangled hair off her face, his mouth kissing her forehead. Kitty panted, her body quivering next to his, "Piotr please, I'm ready… please." Kitty lifted her hips pressing into his thick thigh in need.
Piotr shook his head, "Neit my little Keetten Kitten. You are noot not ready." When Kitty started to protest Piotr covered her mouth with his. "You are vet wet…" Piotr grinned his hand traveling between her thighs to brush over her damp curls. "nice und and vet wet." He kissed her again, roughly, hungrily. Before lifting his head to look down at her. "But you are noot quite ready."
Kitty was about to ask what he meant when his large blunt finger pushed into her. She gasped her hips lifting into his hand then sinking back. Kitty had thought she was ready but as his finger sank deeper into her, she gasped, her body stretching with a soft aching pain spreading through her pelvis. When Kitty started to whimper in pain, Piotr pulled back. Kitty sighed in relief, then when Piotr sank his finger into her again she squirmed. The pain was duller but was still a throb, but it eased with each slow thrust of his finger.
When the pain had dissolved into tremors of excitement, Piotr began to twist his finger while thrusting his hand deeper. This brought pleasure and a bit of pain as part of her was penetrated. Suddenly his finger bumped against something and Kitty yelped, Piotr's finger gently rubbed the soft wall of her virginity with the blunt tip of his finger, his thumb stroking over her clit.
After a few minutes of that Kitty was warm and writhing under his hand, panting and gasping his name. When he pulled his hand away Kitty groaned, trying to grab his hand and force him back to her body. Piotr only chuckled using his other hand to pull her arms above her head, pinning her wrists. Then his fingers were back touching and stroking her folds. When one finger slipped inside Kitty smiled, when a second finger thrust in next to it she screamed, her face turning to muffle against the pillow as she sobbed.
Piotr gently kissed her face, sipping her tears away and giving her warm loving kisses, his fingers not moving inside her. When she had calmed down and her body was clamping lightly around his fingers her muscles adjusting by themselves, Piotr slowly began to twist and move his fingers. They went through the same thing when he added a third finger, but instead of making noise Kitty had bit her lip stifling her cry of pain. Piotr brought her to climax then, using his three fingers and his thumb strumming her soft nub.
"Now you are ready, mine dearling." Kitty sighed when he used the soft pet name, but shook her head. "Peter, I don't think I can. I've already come twice… I don't think I can do it again." Piotr grinned down at her with a wicked male twinkle in his eye.
"Kitten, you vill will come many times zhis this night. You moost must troost trust me." Piotr smiled, rolling away from her and reaching into his night stand. He pulled out a stack of plastic sealed condoms. They didn't have any markings or brand names on the package. "Peter, I know those are condoms but what are they?"
He chuckled, "I asked Mr. McCoy to make me coondooms condoms. Store brands don' feet fit." When Kitty's eyes widened Piotr grinned in pride, his swollen erection twitching. Kitty laid back and watched him with wide eyes as he ripped open the package and pinched the tip, rolling it over his length. When Piotr kneeled between her legs leaning forward to lay on top of her, holding his weight on his arms, Kitty purred. This was nice, oh this was very nice.
Piotr smiled and guided her legs around his waist, helping her hook her feet behind his back. Then he pressed forward his tip bumping against her opening before pushing inside. Kitty closed her eyes, her body tensing as his large erection stretched her even further than his fingers had. Piotr froze, whispering for her to relax. When she did, he pushed deeper, her body spasming and clenching as it adjusted and shifted around him. Finally Piotr was bumping up against her thin barrier.
"Keetty, zhis is going to hart hurt." Piotr whispered, and Kitty nodded bracing herself, her arms wrapped around his neck as his hands held her hips. Exhaling against her hair Piotr thrust forward, leaning his broad muscular shoulder over her face to help muffle her noises. Kitty's mouth dropped open to scream but when his skin brushed over her lips her mouth lifted, instinctively sinking her teeth into the thick muscle as heat and pain speared through her small body.
Piotr found the bite to be extremely erotic and before he could stop it his hips had bucked thrusting slightly deeper. He grit his teeth, his dark blue eyes closing as he fought to stay still. Piotr didn't want to hurt her, but now that he had he didn't want to make it worse. So he stayed as still as possible, trying to think of something not related to Kitty or the fact that she was in his bed.
Mean while Kitty had her eyes open and was looking up at him. The pain had faded and now she felt very… restless. Wasn't he supposed to be moving? Piotr was holding himself above her, his arms braced around her body. His face was tense and his eyes were clenched closed, he was breathing slowly and mumbling in Russian. From what Kitty could translate in this situation, which made it very hard to concentrate, he was talking about paint colors.
"Uh... Peter?" Kitty hesitantly whispered. "Are you alright?" Piotr swallowed and nodded, his voice rough as he whispered, "Keetty… Does it stel still hart hurt?" His eyes were still closed tightly, but his forehead had dropped to press to hers, his mouth pressing light kisses to her face and lips.
"No… Wh why..OH!" Kitty started to ask him why he wasn't moving, but almost as soon as she said it didn't hurt any more, he had started to move, making her gasp in surprised pleasure as his thickness moved inside her. Above her Piotr groaned, his head dropping again to rest in the crook of her neck. His breath was moist and warm as he spoke again, his eyes finally opening while his thick black lashes brushed over her skin in butterfly kisses.
"Keetty… Hold on." He couldn't say more, he was caught up in kissing and nipping her neck. Kitty gripped his neck and shoulders tightly, her arms wrapped around him. With a deep sound in his chest, Piotr dropped more of his body weight onto her, his hands sliding down her body to grip her hips in his hands again. His body flexed and he pulled away from her, making Kitty whimper. When he slammed forward Kitty cried out, her fingers digging into his body.
As he pulled back again, her eyes landed on the bright red bite mark. The indentations of her teeth were purple and would probably be a bruise in the morning, but she hadn't broken the skin. As he thrust forward, his heavy length sinking deep inside her, Piotr's body lurched up. Kitty opened her mouth in a gasp and when he pulled back, she licked and suckled the spot where she had marked him.
Piotr bucked involuntarily and groaned loudly, the vibration of his chest reverberating against her. His body bumped up against something inside her and Kitty froze. When he did it again, she arched, trying to press closer to him, her tight walls clamping down making him throw his head back, the corded muscles tight and visible.
Kitty climaxed quickly, her body going soft and satisfied beneath him. With a small smile for her that was quickly forgotten by Piotr, he thrust a few more times before he shuddered, his whole body trembling above her. He orgasmed, his own teeth fastening near her collar bone lightly. As his body relaxed, he still tried to keep his weight off of her, his tongue rubbing over the bite gently.
His muscles were quivering and Kitty realized what he was doing. When he tried to shift his body to the side, weak with the deeply relaxing feeling flooding through him, Kitty lifted a hand to his jaw. Cupping his face she nudged him to look at her. With a loving smile she gently pulled him down, directly on top of her. Piotr protested at first, he weighed 250 pounds while Kitty only weighed about 110. He was over twice her size and he didn't want to crush her.
But when Kitty kissed his upper arm, which was quivering as he tried not to collapse on top of her, he gave in. Carefully, his deep love for Kitty obvious in the care he took not to crush her, he lowered his bulk to cover her small body. As his cock pulled out of her with a soft movement, he leaned to the side, reaching down to remove his condom. Kitty watched him as he did this, and with a flick of his wrist, Piotr threw the used latex in the trash can.
With a deep sigh, he lay down, his arms wrapping around her small body, their heads sharing a pillow. Kitty cuddled against his naked body, her eyes drifting closed. Piotr watched her yawn, her small tongue curling just like the pet she was nicknamed for, and he smiled, rubbing his cheek on the top of her head.
"Dearling…" Piotr whispered and Kitty responded with a soft murmur, "Dearling… I vant you know how mooch much I love you. I vill love you forever…" Kitty smiled sleepily nodding against his chest. "Zhere vas a Keetty shaped hole in mine heart… None can ever take your place…" Dropping a gentle kiss to her mouth, both of the young lovers fell asleep, Kitty cradled beneath Piotr's large protective body, while her arms wrapped around him holding him lovingly.