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(Break)
Kurt's mission went as well as it could have. Mark was doing well and had come out at school with few problems. Kurt was still worn out as he parked the small blue sport bike he had found in the garage with his name on the keys. Setting the matching blue helmet on the seat, he sighed and ported to Logan's room, hoping to find him at the house. Upon finding the room empty, he went down the hall and paused at the top of the stairs when he heard voices.
(Break)
Gambit had arrived as Logan was putting away his breakfast dishes and wondering when Kurt would get back. He hadn't bothered with knocking, and when Logan heard the front door slam he hurried to see who had entered his house.
"Remy."
"Hello, chère. Ain't ya gonna give me a proper greetin?" Gambit crossed the space separating them and pressed himself against Logan. "I been driving quite awhile to get here." He began to kiss at Logan's neck. Kurt wanted badly to port down there and tear the Cajun off Logan, but he had to let him handle it. Logan tried to push Gambit off of him.
"Remy, we need to talk."
"Dere be time enough for talk afterward, sugar." He leaned in to kiss Logan's lips.
"I'm seeing someone." Gambit stopped an inch away and recoiled as if slapped. He took a couple of steps backward and looked at Logan quizzically.
"Who? Since when?"
Kurt. Nightcrawler. We've been together almost 3 months." Gambit thought for a moment.
"Ya mean de little blue guy?" Logan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Yes. But her prefers Kurt."
"I'll keep dat in mind. Does he know what a lucky bastard he is?"
"I do, actually." Came a voice from the stairs. Logan had never been happier to see Kurt than he was at that moment. Kurt took his time descending the stairs and when he reached the bottom he hung the heavy motorcycle jacket he had gotten while on his mission on the bannister and removed his shoes. He walked over to extent a hand to Gambit.
"It is nice to see you again, my friend." Gambit warily took Kurt's hand and was impressed by the strength the blue man was able to put into the handshake.
"Likewise." They looked at each other for a moment before Kurt turned away to give Logan a kiss that was far too brief for either one of them. Gambit's phone buzzed and he looked at it.
"It was real nice catchin up, but I'm bein summoned. See ya aroun'." With that, he turned on his heel and walked out the door. As soon as it shut behind him, Kurt jumped on Logan, wrapping his legs around his waist and kissing him deeply before porting them up to the bedroom.
(Break)
No one saw them until suppertime. They were sitting at the table talking with Storm and Kitty when Gambit ambled in and flopped into the chair across from them.
"Professor says I'll be stayin wit you, Logan." Logan nodded and Kurt cringed. Scott, walking by, couldn't resist adding his two cents.
"Better watch out or you'll catch the gay." Kurt began to rise but stopped with a motion from Gambit, who adopted a very impressive 'gay' accent, high voice, lisp and all.
"Oh, honey I don't gotta worry about dat. Logan done and screwed it into me but good years ago." Scott flushed red and left the room in a hurry. Logan sighed.
"Why do you have to provoke him?"
"Because it's fun, and if he's goin to be a jerk he deserves it. Now hurry up, we're goin out tonight and I hafta make you two look presentable." Logan groaned. "You keep quiet."
After they had finished their supper Remy dragged them up to Kurt's room, where he rifled through his closet. He pulled out shirts and put them back, finally deciding on the one Kurt had gotten while on the mission with Logan. He considered the straight jacket, then shook his head and put it back. He also pulled out tight black jeans, the dog collar and two matching faux leather bracelets that Kurt had forgotten he had. After that it was off to Logan's house, where Remy looked at his meager clothes, sighed and shook his head.
"I guess de black shirt will do, but you're goin to have to wear some of my pants." He turned to Kurt. "Go shower and be back here in 5 minutes." Kurt quickly complied and was rinsing his hair when Logan joined him. He gave him a quick kiss before reaching for the soap.
"He says you have one minute before he comes in and drags you out. Better go, he's not joking." Kurt smiled.
"I suppose I must, though zhis is a very inviting reason to stay." With a wicked grim he ported out of the shower and grabbed a towel with his tail. He dried his hair and wrapped the towel around his waist while walking out of the bathroom to find Gambit shirtless zipping up a pair of jeans. He turned away, embarrassed, but Gambit grabbed him by the arm and led him to a pile of clothes.
"You can get dressed in de closet if you're shy, but be quick about it." Kurt grabbed the clothing and ported to the closet, emerging soon after wearing the tight jeans and shirt and nothing else. Gambit had gotten a button-up shirt on and was finishing his hair so he gestured for Kurt to sit on a chair that had been brought up from the kitchen. Kurt sat and watched the Cajun style his hair effortlessly before turning and putting gel in his hair and making it stand up in curly little spikes. Kurt had never spiked his hair and he thought the effect was a bit odd.
"Now close your eyes and don' move." Kurt closed his eyes and felt eyeliner being applied, then soft strokes on one of his cheeks. Remy put his collar and bracelets on and pulled him off the chair and over to the mirror. "Now open dose eyes." Kurt complied and could hardly believe what he was seeing. Remy had put just enough eyeliner on him to accent the yellowness of his eyes, and drawn a little skull on his cheek. Paired with the collar and bracelets, the spiked hair looked incredible. All in all he looked dangerous and sexy as hell.
"I don' suppose I can get ya to take dis off?" Remy touched Kurt's silver bracelet.
"Nein." Just then, there was an irate yell from the bathroom and Logan stormed out wearing only a towel.
"Dammit Remy I told you I am NOT wearing- holy shit what did you do to Kurt?" The ass-less pants he had been holding dropped to the floor as he gaped at Kurt.
"Close your mout an wipe up de drool you're gettin all over. You can screw him after we go out, I didn' do all dat work to have it wasted. Look under de shirt an you'll find pants wit all dere fabric." Finally Gambit was satisfied and they left in his car with Logan driving and Kurt up front so Remy could stretch out and smoke in the back. After a 10 minute drive Logan parked the car behind a big building with lots of neon and a sign proclaiming it to be 'Jerry's Place.' When they reached the front of the building, there was a huge line, but Gambit merely led them to the bouncer, who nodded in recognition and opened the door to let them into a long darkish hallway.
At the end of the hallway was a door lined by rainbow colored lights, and Gambit opened it to reveal a vast room like Kurt had never seen before. The bar stretched from the front of the room to the back, and there were at least 10 bartenders moving back and forth. The front half of the room was a dance floor, and the back half appeared to be set up for socializing with tables, chairs and couches scattered around. It was still early so there weren't as many people as there would be later and Gambit led them to a table in the back where the music wasn't so loud. He motioned them to stay and disappeared, coming back after a few minutes with drinks. He handed Logan a beer, Kurt a blue drink and he kept a red drink for himself. Kurt tried his drink and was impressed.
"Vhat is zhis?"
"It's called a Berry Bomb. You like?"
"I love!" Kurt took another drink and grinned. Logan pulled Remy aside.
"Are you tryin to get him wasted? Those things are way more potent than they taste."
"I know what I'm doin. Jest wait till after he's had a couple an we'll see if I'm right." Sure enough, after Kurt had finished his Berry Bomb and had gotten partway through another, a popular dance song began playing. Kurt jumped up and down like a little kid.
"Ooh, I love zhis song!" Before Logan could say anything, he had run to the dance floor to join the other men dancing.
"So, you fed him alcohol to see if he would dance?"
"Pretty much." Kurt stayed on the floor for 5 songs before coming back, elated and covered in glitter.
"Zhis is fun!" Logan pulled him close and gave him a kiss, to the delight of a nearby group that began to cheer them on. After they broke apart, to the disappointment of the group, Kurt jumped up on Logan's lap to rest and drink some more. He looked around and noticed fishbowls scattered around, full of brightly covered objects. After studying them for a moment, he concluded that they were condoms and wondered why they were all over, then flushed when his buzzed brain realized the reasoning. Sure enough, he saw a couple walk up to a bowl, fish one out and disappear into a door.
Over the next few hours Logan had fun watching Kurt enjoy himself dancing even though he got dragged out for a few slow songs. Remy disappeared a couple of times with different guys, and Logan made sure he stopped at a fishbowl on his way out each time. Near the end of the night, the three were sitting and watching people when Gambit pointed at a couple making out in the corner.
"Dat guy looks mighty familiar." The guy in question was turned partway away from them, but he did look familiar. Brown hair, sunglasses, something about the set of his shoulders. Logan mentally subtracted the blonde man attached to his lips, turned him and damn near fainted as he realized who it was. He spoke into Kurt's ear.
"Don't you recognize those sunglasses?" Kurt peered closely, then gasped.
"Es kann nicht sein! SCOTT?" Upon hearing his name, the brunette broke away from the kiss and turned, then did a double take and tried to leave very quickly. He was stopped by a huge hand grabbing his elbow, and turned to see Logan, Kurt and Gambit glaring at him.
"Uh, hi?" He said weakly. When nothing but more glares replied, he sighed. "I guess I owe you guys an explanation?" Kurt nodded. Just then the blonde man put his arms around Scott's waist.
"Hey, what's going on?" Scott turned to him.
"I have to talk to my friends for a couple minutes, Tim. Go dance and I'll get you when I'm done." The blonde man shrugged and pranced off to the dance floor.
Back at the table, Logan, Kurt and Remy looked at Scott expectantly. He took a drink, cleared his throat and began.
"Ok, so the day you decided to use me as a yo-yo" he pointed at Kurt with his wine cooler bottle "Professor Xavier called me into his office and we had a long talk about why Jean and I broke up, and why I was reacting so violently toward you two." Here he indicated both Logan and Kurt, then took a long drink. "Anyway, he did his mind-reading thing and helped me remember some things I'd forced myself to forget. I took some time off to clear my head and ended up here. As soon as I walked in I knew I belonged here, and the first time I kissed a guy it felt better than it ever had with any woman. But I just can't bear for anyone to find out, so I've been acting like a jerk and I'm sorry." Kurt began to speak but Gambit silenced him with a hand on his arm.
"So you tink dat you can treat my friends like dirt, den apologize an it'll all be roses?"
"No, I just wanted-"
"You, boy, got a lot to learn about-" Logan broke in there, thoroughly disgusted by whole thing.
"What Remy means is, buy us shots and we'll think about keepin your secret. As for forgiveness, you have to show you've changed." Kurt tried to say something about how forgiveness isn't conditional, but Logan distracted him in his drunken state with a jello shot from the tray a waiter was walking by with. Scott went to the bar and came back with four tall shot glasses topped with whipped cream.
"You guys ever do a blowjob before?" At the 'duh' look from all 3, he clarified. "The shot, I mean. You can't use your hands." Kurt grinned.
"Oh, zhis is going to be fun!" Logan grabbed his tail. "Logan, I vasn't planning on cheating." Scott plunked the shots down in front of everybody and on the count of three they all dipped their heads and took the shot glasses in their mouths. Kurt finished first, then Remy, then Logan and Scott was last. After Remy offered to let Scott practice with him (wink, wink) they all had a good laugh and Scott wandered off to find Tim. Logan pulled a cuddly Kurt onto his lap.
"Well, that sure was interesting." Kurt mumbled something in reply, but it was lost in Logan's shoulder.
"I tink you let dat asshole off too easy," Remy growled.
"I was sick of lookin' at him. Can you blame me for wanting to have a nice time with my friend and my boyfriend?" Kurt chuckled and took a sip of his drink before snuggling back into Logan.
"Nah, I guess not. How about we head on home? De party's breakin up anyway." They finished their drinks and Logan carried a giggling Kurt out to the car. He wasn't as far gone as he had been the night of the fire, but he was feeling pretty good. Gambit was pretty toasted, and Logan was only slightly buzzed. Sometimes it was handy that he couldn't get drunk easily. Remy fell asleep halfway back to the house, and Logan sighed and carried him up to the yellow guest room. Kurt had ported as soon as he tried to pick him up again, saying that Remy needed carried more. After getting him put in bed, Logan walked into his room to find Kurt, still looking like sex on legs, stretched out on the bed waiting for him. He took two running steps and jumped onto the bed to land beside Kurt, who was sobering up but still had enough alcohol in his system to make everything a little shinier. He pulled Logan to him and reveled in the feeling of their bodies pressed together as their lips met and their hands worked on removing the clothing that was in the way. Soon they were finally naked and Kurt began to pull Logan onto him, but was stopped by Logan placing a hand on his chest and shaking his head. He was puzzled as Logan straddled him and then rolled them over. He leaned down to kiss Logan and moaned as their erections met. They stayed like that for a while, then Logan pushed a bottle of lube into Kurt's hand.
"Vhat?"
"I figured it was time for something different."
"But I-"
"You've done it before, right?"
"Yes, a few times."
"Then stop thinking and go with it. You can't hurt me." Logan pulled Kurt down to kiss him tenderly and Kurt snapped open the bottle to coat his fingers. He wasn't as huge as Logan, but he was still pretty big, so he took his time preparing his lover until he felt ready. He lubed himself and pressed into Logan little by little until Logan wrapped his legs around his hips and pulled him in, slamming him the rest of the way inside. They both moaned loudly at the sensation and Kurt started slowly but ended up going at a hard, fast pace that had them both moaning and yelling so loudly the neighbors would have heard if there had been neighbors. It didn't take long before they were both at the edge of climax, and a bite and a scratch did them in, pushing them over simultaneously. They lay there panting for a few minutes, then Kurt gently pulled out of Logan and went to get washcloths to clean up with.
Lying in bed, Kurt's head on his chest, Logan made a confession.
"You're the only man that's ever done that to me." Kurt raised his head to look wide-eyed at Logan, nervous.
"Vhat? Really? Vas it as enjoyable for you as it vas for me?" Logan fingered the newest mark on Kurt's neck.
"It was incredible." He seemed on the verge of saying something else, then decided against it.
"Vhat?"
"What what?"
"You vere going to say somezhing. Vhat vas it?" Logan debated, then pulled Kurt up for a long, slow kiss.
"I was just thinking that you're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time," he said quietly, running his thumb across Kurt's still-glittery cheekbone, feeling the lines of his scars. "I love you." Kurt was speechless for a moment before quickly regaining his senses.
"Oh, Logan, I love you too!" He said, throwing his arms around Logan's neck and kissing him deeply. They cuddled together happily, and drifted off into a blissful sleep.
(Break)
In the guest bed, Gambit threw away the tissue he had utilized and settled back into bed, content. He had gotten off with three different guys, but when he woke up to hear Logan and Kurt going at it, he hadn't been able to help himself. He smirked, thinking that if they didn't want him to pleasure himself to their lovemaking, they shouldn't have been so noisy.