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Piotr was sprawled in a large chair in the living room of the Xavier Mansion. Kitty was curled in his lap, her small body tucked in his arms and her brunette head was resting on his shoulder. They were both watching a movie on the large television against the wall in front of them. Pressing a kiss to her forehead Piotr cuddled her closer, tightening his thickly muscled arms around her briefly before relaxing again. Kitty smiled, snuggling into the wall of his broad chest, tilting her head up to kiss his jaw.

Piotr's chest rumbled in appreciation and after a few minutes of gentle touches and kisses, they both settled down to finish the movie.

When it was over Piotr rewound it and put it away before taking Kitty's hand and tugging her up to follow him. He led her into the garden and sat down on a bench, gently pulling her down beside him.

"Keetty… I love you so mooch. You know zhat don' you?" Piotr looked nervous and Kitty smiled leaning into his arm. "Of course Peter. I love you too."

Piotr sighed, sounding relieved and he stood. Kitty started to follow, but he shook his head. "No vait… I vant to… talk. Joost please listen, da?" Kitty looked at him oddly but she nodded, sitting back on the bench. Piotr swallowed and began to pace slowly in front of the bench.

"Before I met you, I zhought zhat zhere vould be no girl as perfect as Illyana. You know how mooch I love mine sister." Piotr knew how it sounded. To anyone who hadn't seen the two siblings together it seemed like Piotr was in love with Illyana, in an incestual way. It wasn't true; Piotr was very attached to his family though. After loosing his brother first to space then to insanity, and Illyana to Limbo, he had become far more protective of his sister… more than the average older brother.

"Boot, I vasn't all zhe vay happy. I didn' know zhat boot it vas true." Piotr sighed. "I love you in a vay different zhan Illyana zhough. You make me feel... so happy Keetty. So happy zhat I joost vant to jump off every roof in zhe vorld and fly to zhe moon!" Kitty blushed and smiled at him with a goofy grin that matched his.

"All mine life somezhing vas missing Keetty… I vas noot full in mine heart. I vas not empty, boot noot full. You…" Piotr paused, swallowing and looking at the sky for a moment. Then he looked at her, his blue eyes piercing her to her soul and branding her heart.

"You fill me up too mooch. I spill vith happy like glass too full of vater. I don' ever vant to be a leetle bit empty again." Tears filled Kitty's eyes as she smiled at him. Piotr had already turned away as he paced again, and Kitty quickly wiped them away before he could see.

"I love you, and it is noot because you are sveet. I don' love you because you are sveet, or kind, or caring. Not because you are beautiful, or smart, or cute. I don' love you because you are soft all over boot still strong, or because you vrinkle your nose zhen you laugh, or how your hair touches mine neck. I don' love you because you make a leetle noise vhen I kiss you joost right, or because you blush so preety."

Kitty's mouth dropped open. Had he just listed a bunch of reasons why he DIDN'T love her! She glared at the back of his head, a sour look on her face. What a jerk, didn't he just say he loved her? Suddenly Kitty wanted to cry. Piotr, who was usually so observant and sensitive, who always kissed her tears away when she was sad, didn't even notice. He was too caught up in trying to talk to her about his own feelings.

"I love you because… You are all zhose zhings, und more. You are everyzhing Keety. Everyzhing zhat ever mattered in zhe vorld." Piotr turned and crouched in front of her, nuzzling her jaw, which had snapped up as he spoke. "If Illyana is mine snowflake, you are mine sunshine. I cannot live vith out sunshine und I cannot live vithout you…noot ever again Keety."

"I vant to be everyzhing you need… I vant to take care of you, und love you every night und every morning. I vant to hug you and hold you. Protect you. I vant to make you happy." Piotr looked up at her, his eyes looking for something in her face. He seemed to find it and he wrapped his arms around her waist, giving her a little hug. "Do I make you happy, Keetty?"

"Oh Peter…" Kitty threw her arms around him, kissing his face. "You do… I love you too. You make me so happy that sometimes I want to cry." Piotr's eyes widened and he looked at her oddly, his confusion evident. Kitty laughed kissing his mouth gently. "Don't worry, Big Guy. That's a good thing, I promise." Piotr blinked at her, not understanding some thing that was obviously a girl thing, so he just gave her a weak smile.

"Keetty… I vant… Um.." Piotr flushed and he seemed to be struggling. Kitty's eyes widened.

"Piotr I told you… I don't want to have sex until I get married. I told you that…" Kitty looked at him pleadingly. They had talked about this briefly the day after Kitty became his girlfriend and then a few months after they started dating. Kitty had explained and Piotr had seemed to understand, he even agreed, saying that he would want the same thing for his sister.

Piotr's face went bright red and he spluttered for a moment before he burst out. "Neit! Zhat is noot vhat I vant. Vell… I mean…" Piotr cleared his throat. "I do vant zhat… Boot zhat is noot vhat I vas asking you…" Kitty sighed in relief… She wasn't sure she could refuse Piotr. He was not only a hunk, he was smart, and he a perfect gentleman… Except when he was squeezing and cupping her ass and groaning into her mouth when they made out, but Kitty didn't count that because she usually encouraged him. God he was a good kisser. He was good with his hands too, great even. Kitty shivered slightly.

"I vanted to ask you…" Piotr reached into his pocket and picked up her left hand, kissing it lovingly. Something glimmered in his hand and Kitty stifled a gasp. "Vill you be… mine vife? Mine bride?" He swallowed hard, wanting to do this right. "Ekaterina Pryde, Vill you marry me?"

"Oh my god!" Kitty shouted as she threw her body against his with all the force of her small frame. Piotr caught her easily, rocking back on his heels with a soft chuckle. "So zhat means yes, da?"

"Of course that means yes! Oh Peter!" Kitty began showering his face with kisses, and Piotr put up with it for a few moments before he got frustrated and captured her lips with his, kissing her deeply, sending shudders through her body and making her whimper.

Piotr groaned, tightening his arms around her and tilting his head to the side, deepening the kiss. With a quick move that left Kitty breathless he looked around to make sure there was no one around before lowering her to the soft grass where they began to make out heavily.