A/N: Peter and Kira work on healing today, so slight warning, Peter does end up hurting Kira. He isn't doing it out of spite though, it's just a part of the training and he's careful, as gentle as he can be. Also, more sexual tension ;) muhahaha but at least this time, Peter let's Kira know he returns her feelings (well he doesn't admit it outright but... -cough cough-)
Also, delving even further into my version of Kitsune lore. I've looked up some stuff, and what I've seen is that there are Kitsune and Nogitsune. Kitsune are the "good" or "light" foxes while Nogitsune are the "bad" or "dark" ones. In the show, we see the Nogitsune as a Void Fox but that from what I've read... it seems like any type can become a Nogitsune. This helped shape my idea for why Kitsune "take decades" to earn their Tails and how I'm getting around that by having Kira learn at a much faster pace XD
Peter mentions "kits" in reference to baby foxes, just in the same way I've had Werewolves refer to their offspring as pups. Just throwing that out there in case it threw some of my readers off.
*Tuesday*
Kira was biting her nails, leg bouncing as she stared at the clock, jumping when Lydia admonished her suddenly.
"You are as bad as Stiles, stop it! Don't you know how bad chewing on your nails is?"
"Sorry I just… can't wait to get out of class," she mumbled back.
It was the last class of the day, ten minutes left in Biology and she just wanted to get out of here. It was time for her second Tail already! Well, maybe… if she actually learned… whatever it was they were working on today… Kira snuck another glance at her Kitsune notes, the ones she'd slipped into her binder, just so she could study it in her free time. The most likely was healing today since that one seemed easy and also pretty necessary but maybe Peter wanted her to learn how to do hornet summoning? No way to know until she got there.
"What's so important? I've never seen you this eager to get out of school. Did Scott finally ask you on a date?"
"What?! N-no, Scott hasn't… he's been busy, and then I'm busy… It's nothing like that- besides he has practice today. And with that new kid… Liam right? Scott's totally worried that Liam is going to make captain and it's stressing him out…"
Lydia sighed, understanding, "It's hard competing with lacrosse for attention. Once Scott realizes that he's got such an advantage because of his… condition, he'll do fine. It's rare for Coach to make a freshman the captain. Besides try-outs were weeks ago…"
"Yea but Coach hasn't decided on a captain yet, he made the roster and everything but he's holding off on captain until just before their first game, which is this Saturday so, Scott's still feeling the pressure. Wait, I thought Jackson was captain when he was a freshman… that's what I always heard."
"Coach is playing them, didn't think he was like that. Normally he announces it right away but he wants Scott and the other upperclassmen to try harder and beat Liam. Liam is good though… And yes, Jackson did make captain his freshman year, but that's why I know how rare it is- he told Jackson that he was the first freshman captain in 9 years." Lydia got a sad look on her face, apparently still thinking about Jackson made her sad… or maybe he had reminded her of Aiden…
"Oh, right, I-" the bell rang, excusing them. "I'll see you tomorrow then!" Kira said hastily before speeding out of the room. She'd told her parents about having to go to a study group, asking if she could borrow a car instead of just going home with Dad and thankfully they agreed to let her. So Kira hopped into her mom's car and drove to the loft, sitting in the car for a quite a few minutes, trying to gather her nerves. Peter hadn't mentioned the kiss at all, he was being an adult and moving past it, she should as well. If she didn't, Kira wouldn't be able to face him and would be too embarrassed to learn anything. So she got her butt out of the car and into the elevator, hoping that Derek was indeed gone. She strode to the loft door feigning confidence she didn't really feel, slid the door open and then slammed to a halt, jaw dropping. Peter didn't have a shirt on- he was just standing there, waiting for her, bare-chested.
"Oh, there you are. I thought I heard a car pull up. Are you coming in or…?" Peter asked, raising a brow.
And because life never seemed to go smoothly for Kira, her bag slipped off her shoulder and thudded onto the ground just to emphasize her blatant, open-mouthed staring. She'd seen Peter in some tight shirts, gotten a peek at his abs when he'd stretched, even his muscled arms but… damn! "Wh-why aren't you wearing a s-shirt?" Kira finally managed to tear her gaze away, flushing and staring at the ceiling like she'd walked in on him changing or something.
"Well, the plan was that you'd join me in the disrobing…"
Her mouth dropped open again and a high-pitched squeak came out. "E-e-excuse me? J-join you?"
"Yea, unless… you want to get blood on your clothes?" Peter kept his face as innocent as he could, not used to someone just being so innocent and shy. Normally, a woman would play his game right back, swing her hips and smile at him, but Kira just turned into a tomato and gaped at him. He'd never seen her act this nervous around Scott, so it looked like the boy wonder didn't have so much to offer after all. That was an intriguing thought.
She hadn't registered his comment about the blood, was still too distracted by the 'joining me' statement from before. "I thought we were moving past the k-kiss, I mean, you can't possibly want… surely you don't…" There was no way he was thinking of her in that light.
Peter frowned and then tsked to himself, "Didn't I text you? Oh I'm sorry, I must not have hit send- forgive me. I was thinking we could work on your healing today, since that's an integral part of your survival. Really, we should have done this one first since you can't protect others if you're dead yourself. But well, maybe working on the FoxFire helped wake up the Fox and will make the healing process easier. Now please, come in and shut the door, and take off your shirt. Derek doesn't have the best of washing machines and I am not a seamstress so if your shirt gets ruined you'd have to throw it away. If your parents were to somehow find it, there would be questions, so please, shirt off."
Kira felt absolutely stupid, of course Peter wasn't trying to… to… seduce her- she had nothing to offer him! Peter was an adult, he had probably forgotten all about the kiss from Sunday, even if that was all Kira had been thinking about since then. She'd told herself to forget about it, to move on and get a hold of herself, let Peter teach her about her Tails and that's it. So she picked up her bag, closed the door, and stepped further into the loft. As she walked over to the couch to drop off her bag, Peter cleared his throat.
"Do you trust me?"
"Y-yes, why?"
"If we're going to work on your healing, that means that I'm going to have to hurt you. And I'm not talking about giving you a paper cut. Is that okay?"
Kira nodded firmly, "Yes, I understand what needs to happen. But… what exactly are you going to do? How bad will it hurt?"
"Very bad. In order to jumpstart the healing, you have to receive a very serious injury, one that your Kitsune will recognize as life threatening." When Kira's eyes widened in fear, Peter realized he might be overdoing it...
"Life… threatening? Peter… how? What if… what if I can't learn how to heal?"
Peter frowned and stepped forward, hands gripping her shoulders, "I won't let you die here. Remember what I said about confidence? You have to trust that your powers will manifest when you will them to. And if you're going to spend time in the supernatural world, you're going to have to learn to how to take pain. Don't be scared of pain, don't let the fear of being hurt stop you."
"But how… can you not fear pain?"
"You condition yourself to it, move past the pain and just keep going. We can work on that too if you want, start off slow of course. But first, the healing. Now, I'd rather not get blood everywhere so, if you'd kindly sit with me on these towels over here after taking off your shirt," Peter told her, gesturing to some towels laid out on the floor.
Kira's heart started to race, Peter's words just repeating over and over… life threatening… Slowly, she pulled her top over her head, crossing an arm over her chest. She'd gone with just a bandeau today, not wanting to get in trouble for a strap showing since she had worn a wide-necked shirt. Now she just felt even more vulnerable with the band of cloth around her chest because there was nothing to stop it from sliding down... This felt too close to being naked in front of him and she knew her face was pink.
"Kira, it will be fine. Well, it's going to hurt but you'll heal, that's what this is all about." Peter knelt down, patting the space in front of him.
She took small steps towards him, absolutely terrified of what was going to happen to her; clumsily she dropped down in front of him, crossing her legs and biting her lip, willing herself not to cry. This would be okay, she needed to get used to this. At his request, she held her arm out and her eyes were glued to where his fingers pressed into her forearm. He hadn't even glanced at her body, he was being professional- just like always. Realizing this calmed her down a bit, relaxing her muscles a bit. If he can move past the shirtlessness then so could she.
Peter was going to have to ease her into this a little more softly than he had previously thought. She was absolutely terrified right now and he felt bad about that. "I'll ask again, do you trust me?"
"Yes, I do."
"I'm going to dig my claws into your arm, okay? It's going to hurt and you're going to bleed, but I can feel the main artery and vein in your arm- I won't be hitting those. The objective is to trigger the healing, not have you bleed out."
"I thought… I thought it had to be life threatening?" Her relieved voice told Peter that he'd made the right choice.
Peter shrugged, "The more dangerous the wound, the higher possibility that it will spark your healing yes, that's true. But at the same time, Kira, you aren't very experienced, if I hurt you too badly, there is a chance you'll go into shock and die. Now, find your Release, it might be too hard for you to focus on it if you wait until after I cut you to trigger it."
"Alright, sounds good. But what if this doesn't work? What if it's not enough?"
"Then we'll move on to broken bones," he stated, claws shifting, growing.
Kira swallowed, broken bones really didn't sound fun, so hopefully this worked on the first try… although, getting cut open didn't really seem like fun either. Since she'd been practicing, it only took a second to Release her powers, feeling the pulse of energy increase in her body… hopefully it would be enough. She nodded to Peter, as ready as she was ever going to be, barely managing to hold in her scream of pain as his claws pierced her skin. As he raked down her arm, she sucked in a stuttered breath, flashes of stars behind her eyes from the pain. "G-gaah, w-wow that hurts!"
"Of course it does, don't focus on that though, focus on the energy, move it to the area of the wound so it will start healing."
"It's… it's hard to f-focus," Kira panted out, eyes narrowed as she concentrated. Try as she might though, her mind was too scattered to even pool her energy in her chest, her starting point. Instead it thrummed all over her body, erratic and hectic in response to her pain.
"Focus Kira, you have to focus."
"I, I know, I'm trying but…the pain is radiating up my entire arm and it's messing me up. I'm trying to pool my energy, like you showed me, so I can have it travel to my arm but…" Kira whimpered and closed her eyes as her arm throbbed- it felt like it was on fire.
"Well I'd take the pain but that wouldn't really contribute to the lesson now would it," Peter stated, watching her arm, wanting to make sure it hadn't started to bleed too much. He hadn't cut too deep but still, better to be on the watchful side.
"If I wasn't in pain though, I could focus my energy," Kira sighed, hoping he might take pity on her.
Peter chuckled, "Dealing with the pain is part of the lesson, not just the healing. I won't baby you, if you want to get stronger you have to be tough. Fight past the pain and be glad this isn't a serious wound."
Kira tried to smile but it felt like more of a grimace, "Worth a shot. Is.. is there anything you can do to help me focus past the pain? I just… my power is all right here, under the surface but…"
He knew what Kira needed was an adrenaline rush, it would produce the same effect as if she was really in danger, jolt her system and increase her power. If her energy level was high enough, she wouldn't have to focus it all on the wound, it would just light up her body and heal of its own accord. The only problem was… he didn't think that counted as mastering her healing… only one way to find out though. Peter surged forward, pushing Kira onto her back with one hand coming up to cup her head as they fell to the floor. His free hand slid up the outside of her thigh as he lay over top of her, lips almost touching hers. The effect was immediate, tendrils of electricity shooting up her arms as her adrenaline skyrocketed.
Kira mewled, hardly daring to breathe as she felt his hand on her thigh, surprised by his sudden movement. Her skin felt warm and 2 sizes too small as she felt her energy explode out from her fingers, overwhelming her; the lightning crawled over her hands and the pain in her arm faded. But all she could focus on was Peter over top of her, touching her. Self consciously she licked her lips, but he was so close to her that her tongue brushed over his lower lip and Peter's eyes flared. Kira could feel heat building between her thighs and she lifted her hips, whimpering, needing to feel more of his body.
As the Kitsune lifted her hips, inviting him closer, Peter started to growl possessively, wanting nothing more than to kiss her. His plan had only been to surprise her (which had worked, the scent of blood was gone) but now that he was this close… his control was slipping. Her mewling wasn't helping either, he could feel his Wolf howling inside, in a frenzy over the submissive sounds.
"Peter?" The sound was hardly more than a whisper but it was enough.
The dam broke, Peter's hand tangling in her hair as he pressed his lips down onto hers, hips rocking down onto her. When she gasped, he licked into her mouth, growl still in his throat as his nibbled on her lips. Caution had gone out the window, Peter no longer cared if he crossed the line, that Kira was underage, he was inexplicably drawn to her. At first he just thought it had been because she was different, some new type of Kitsune for him to study, and that was one of the reasons he'd agreed to teach her. But now he knew it was something different entirely, his Wolf wanted to Claim her. It made no sense though, she was a Fox, a shy young girl- not his type at all! But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that from the minute he saw her, he'd been intrigued and taken by surprise. It was because of his surprise that he'd kept his distance, unsure of what his feelings were trying to tell him, but when she dropped herself into his lap… he hadn't been prepared for that. But now he was touching her, scenting her, and he didn't want to stop. He was pulled out of his frantic state by a sudden jolt, mind immediately screaming "Hunter."
When Peter had finally kissed her, Kira thought her heart would stop from the overload of longing. She gasped, needing air and then she felt his tongue, heard his growls; her Fox trembled with want. Kira's whole body lit up and when she went to wrap an arm around him, Peter jolted and rolled off of her. At first she'd been afraid she'd done something wrong but then she realized that Peter was looking at her arms…or more accurately, the lines of electricity arcing from them. She must have shocked him when she'd touched him.
"Maybe we should continuing working on control," he smirked. She just had to be a Thunder Kitsune. God that shock had surprised him more than when Allison got him with her baton. It was good though, brought him back to his senses- he could not get caught with Kira like this. "Looks like we got a little off topic here, I just meant to help you jumpstart your powers, 'overload the system' as it were and make you heal."
"Well it worked," Kira told him, still a little breathless as she looked over her arm now that the current had died down.
"But it didn't help teach you how to control it, you won't get your Tail until you can heal on your own terms," Peter sighed, sitting up. Here he was, supposed to be teaching her and instead he's corrupting her, although judging by her scent, it wasn't like she minded.
"So, you basically knew that my body would react to you being so close, and that by overcharging me, my energy would go everywhere and I'd heal?"
"Yea, that's the gist of it." Peter tilted his head, waiting for her to get mad, say that he manipulated her, react out of embarrassment, something. Because that's exactly what he'd done, he manipulated her body into doing what he wanted, played off her feelings for him (never mind the fact that he hadn't intended to lose control), all to get a result. Lydia hated it when he did that, so did Allison, Scott, Stiles, Derek. The only difference this time was that he'd actually tried to do it for her, not his own agenda; she could still get mad though if she wanted. But instead, Kira just bit her lip, looking at the floor. "What?"
"N-nothing!" Kira mumbled. Here she thought that maybe… she'd forget about the kiss eventually but now, god now she was breathless just thinking of how his teeth pulled at her lip. He'd known just how her body would react to him- he'd done it on purpose! Did that mean… he liked her? She turned red as the electricity started to arc from her body again, reacting to her elevated heartbeat, reacting to thoughts of Peter. Wait… Peter never failed to make her nervous, get her worked up… maybe she should use thoughts of him as a Release instead. Use this embarrassing crush to her advantage… The only problem was… now she was having trouble reining it all back in!
"Kira?"
"I'm- I'm fine! Just… give me a second," she panted, doing her best to just empty her mind. But her brain wasn't cooperating, instead she envisioned Peter over top of her again, recalled the feel of his hand on her thigh.
"Yea, we're definitely working on control, healing can wait a minute."
"No, I'm fine-"
Peter fixed her with a stare, "Your eyes are glowing Kira, did you know that?"
"N-n-no, I don't want them to be…I'm trying… Don't get to close! I don't want to hurt you…"
"Then don't hurt me," Peter said softly, stepping closer to her. She was still sitting on the ground so he knelt in front of her, hand reaching out.
"What are you doing? I'm going to end up shocking you like earlier…" Kira was frozen in place, half of her wanting Peter to touch her again, and the other half remembering how he'd jumped off of her when she'd touched him in this state.
"Confidence, remember? If you don't want to hurt me, then don't hurt me. You are in control of the lightning, remember that. It doesn't control you- you control it!"
Kira whimpered but nodded her head- she had a few moments to cut off her power before he touched her. If things weren't under control by then, he'd get hurt. A sudden calm came over her as she remembered that she had her Tail for FoxFire already! She knew how to control it! Maybe she wasn't a total expert yet but she'd earned her Tail and that meant Peter was right. The lightning didn't control her! She repeated that again and screwed her eyes shut, willing the arcs to calm down, to dissipate.
"Good girl," Peter whispered as he touched her cheek.
Kira leaned into the touch, happy to be calm again. This was going to be a lot harder than she thought, maybe she was too young to be earning Tails… Kira jolted upright, realizing something. "Peter, I don't think I can earn this Tail…"
"Can't? What do you mean can't?"
"I just learned about my FoxFire, it's way too soon for a second Tail. Mom said it takes decades to learn Tails… It hasn't even been a week and I'm trying to learn healing… no wonder it isn't working right."
"That's a load of bullshit and I can't believe your mother is sipping from the kool-aid…"
"What?"
Peter stood up and narrowed his eyes, "That's why I can't stand some cultures. I was so pissed when I'd learned about the lies Kitsune spread to their kits! Wolves are always spreading knowledge, wishing for the next generation to become strong, be self-reliant! We work together because we're stronger together." Hell, even Peter felt that pull, it was why (albeit hesitantly) he taught Derek and Scott tricks on how to be better Alphas. The reason he was hesitant was mostly because he only barely felt like Pack so he wasn't as influenced by the growing strength like the others were. "Kitsune are the exact opposite of that and it's absolutely ridiculous, they all live in fear!"
Kira got to her feet as Peter began to pace, "Please explain… Did I say something wrong?"
"No, I'm not mad at you," the Wolf assured her, taking a deep breath to calm himself. "Kitsune live in fear of Nogitsune, the dark, power-hungry Foxes."
"How many Void Kitsune are there?"
"No, it's not Void Kitsune they are afraid of. Any Kitsune can become a Nogitsune if they lose themselves to the darkness. Just like any Wolf can become a Rogue to be hunted down by those like Chris and Allison. It is prevalent with Void Kitsunes because they have the Tail for chaos manipulation, which tends to get abused by the trickster part of your spirits. But not every Void Kitsune becomes a Nogitsune, and not every Nogitsune is Void."
"I… I had no idea…"
"Of course not, because your parents have taught you nothing!" Peter growled out.
Kira stepped forward, putting her hand on his arm, trying to calm him. "So, Nogitsune are just in general, powerful, dark Kitsune?"
"Yes. And because Kitsune don't want to be overrun by Nogitsune, they curb the learning of their offspring. Kira, like I told you, how long it takes to earn your Tails all depends on you. You don't have to be a certain age to start learning, you don't have to wait any length of time between Tails. They lie to the kits because they don't think teenagers can handle the power! They think any Kitsune under a century old just doesn't have the worldly experience to handle having more than one or two Tails."
"Wh-what?" She stepped back, mind reeling. Her mother had lied to her? It was one thing… to omit information… but to lie?
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you like this… I just get all worked up over it. I thought maybe, since your mom has spent so much time here, away from a majority of Kitsune, she might have raised you differently."
"So, if I'm skilled enough, theoretically, I could all my Tails in a week?"
Peter laughed, "Well, you'd be absolutely exhausted but I mean, yea theoretically you could."
"Attack me!" Kira told him suddenly, eye narrowing.
Now it was Peter's turn to ask, "What?"
"If I don't have a time limit, then I'm going to master my Tails and show Mother that her way of doing things is wrong! I don't need to live for centuries to know that hurting people is wrong!"
Peter made a contemplative face, "Eehhh, sometimes it's okay to hurt people but I get your point. Are you sure?"
"I will learn how to heal before I go home! Even if it takes all night!"
"You know… maybe I should take this time to work on your fighting skills as well," Peter mused.
"I know how to fight though, that's about the only thing Mom has taught me."
Peter scowled, "She taught you how to fight enemies with swords. Tell me, do you see a sword in my hand?"
"N-no…"
"And is there one in yours?"
"No."
"Well then, let's see how well you do." With that, Peter charged at her, clawed hand swiping at empty space as Kira reflectively danced backwards. As he went to slash at her again, she knocked his hand away, slapping it to the side and then made a kick at him. But Peter didn't dodge, instead he turned, bending his knee to absorb the blow and catch her ankle, throw her off balance.
"No fair!" she cried out before twisting her leg free.
"Anything is fair in a fight Kira, enemies don't play by rules." Peter knew he was going to regret this but he knew that this was about the Kitsune right now. "Use your FoxFire! You know how to wield it now, the whole point of earning that Tail was to be stronger. That Tail is designed to protect a Fox in the event they lose their weapons in a fight."
Kira shook her head and danced away as Peter continued to attack her, "No, I'll hurt you…"
"Then I'll show you just how strong I really am. I'm not afraid of a little lightning, now use it." This was probably going to hurt…
"I'll try…" Kira widened her stance, done with the defensive, ready to do the attacking now. She summoned her FoxFire, easily calling it to her hands; at the very least, with the current in her hands like this, every time she blocked an attack, she'd wound her opponent. She yelled out as she ran at Peter, instinctively bringing her hands up to her chest; lightning gathered between her hands, forming a ball and Kira knew what to do. When Peter moved forward to accept her challenge, Kira pushed off of one foot and leapt into the air, spinning mid-flip to release the orb. She smiled at Peter was forced to dodge away but she paid for even that brief lapse in attention.
Peter quickly countered while Kira was still in the air, dodging around the ball of lightning and jumping up to meet her. He lightly dug into her sides, just enough to draw blood and cause pain; the two of them landed back on the floor, Kira hissing at the pain. He watched as she covered her left side with her hand, helping her to focus on that spot while her right hand extended towards him. The arc of lightning hit him square in the chest and his muscles tightened painfully. But he pushed forward, ignoring the fact that his leg gave out on him with his next step. By that time, Kira was healing her right side now but she still needed her hand as a guide- not good enough! Peter roared and bared his fangs, spinning in the air and pushing her back with a kick. Thankfully she was fast enough to block it, Peter hadn't wanted to break a rib. Instead she whimpered a bit, something in her wrist snapping, It made him pause, just long enough to make sure she was still willing to carry on. The electric fist to his face was a yes.
As Peter staggered back, hand on his chin and a stunned expression on his face,Kira laughed. "You're the one that said all is fair in a fight. I noticed your attention wandered so I attacked."
The Wolf nodded in concession; it was actually good that she hadn't let the pain make her pause."How's the wrist then?"
"Huh? It's fine, why?"
Peter raised his brows, "You healed that break already?!"
The Fox looked down at her wrist, surprised, gaping when she realized there was something curled in her fist. "I had no idea I just… it hurt for like the second and then it was fine. Peter… look." She extended her hand out, opening up her fingers to show him the striped push dagger.
"Is that… really Tail number 2?"
"Yea! My other one is in my bag, over by the couch. You were totally right, it just… appeared out of nowhere! I'm going home today with two Tails!"
Peter smiled to himself as she did a little victory dance, small excited arcs flying from her body now and then. "And it didn't even take all night," he smirked as she finished up her dance. "You adapted to the new fighting style very quickly though, good job."
"Thank you! It just happened so naturally, I'd like to practice with it more, get really good at it since you never know when I won't have my weapons with me. So thank you for also telling me to try that." Kira was just flying right now- today had been amazing so far! Peter had even been the one to kiss her! And just like that, she remembered that she was wearing shorts and a bandeau- "I should probably get dressed now…"
"Yea, probably a good idea," Peter said, grabbing his own shirt off the back of a chair.
Once she had her shirt back on, feeling less vulnerable, Kira felt like they should address what had happened. "P-Peter… About earlier…"
"Yes?" Peter tiled his head, was she getting cold feet? Or was she going to tell him it was inappropriate again? Now that Peter had accepted his feelings (even though he wasn't going to admit them aloud just yet), he didn't really want to hold himself back from her. Of course he was still a little unsure about the whole thing because he didn't know how she felt about it on an emotional level. Sure, the physical response was there, no one could deny that but, did she understand the implications? Peter had done a lot of things, but he wouldn't be accused of pushing Kira into a physical relationship if she wasn't 100% on board.
"For my mental and emotional sake, I have to know… earlier, did you kiss me just to help me with me healing, or was there more to it? I need to know if it's all in my head... If it is, just tell me and I won't bring it up again, I promise."
"Did you want there to be more?"
Kira looked down at her hands, mumbling a very quiet yes, waiting for him to laugh at her, call her a silly child. If Scott, someone her own age, couldn't be bothered to return her infatuation, then why would Peter? But she'd hate herself if she wasn't at least honest with him, couldn't bring herself to lie. Peter was someone that actually listened to her, took time out of his day to teach her, and he was amazingly hot on top of that. Hell, she'd been physically attracted to him when they first met, even though it became obvious the others wanted to protect her from him. Everything about him should just scream at her to run away though- he was a killer, he was known to be manipulative to get what he wanted, and he was older. She had no concrete proof that he would be good for her if they took this beyond training her about her Tails. But regardless of that… she felt this bone-deep yearning for him- needed him. She had no idea where this sudden emotional connection had come from though… Maybe it was because he was an outsider… barely accepted in the Pack, which was something Kira could resonate with. She was the only Kitsune, an unknown, in Scott's Pack… Even Lydia had come to terms with her powers and was still kind of viewed as Human. But then maybe the emotionally attachment stemmed from the fact that he was willing to teach her; Kira was smart enough to realize that she had a bad habit of forming crushes easily. Whatever the reason was, Kira needed more and didn't care about the long term consequences. And she knew that her Fox felt the same way! The Fox felt drawn to Peter in a way that Kira had never felt when she was around Scott, surely that was a sign of something!
The Wolf noticed that Kira tensed as he stepped closer to her so he kept his tone soft. "If you want there to be more, then we can be more," he said, lifting her chin. Now that she said she wanted it, had verbally confirmed it, Peter had no reason to hold back. He still didn't quite understand where the feelings had come from but he was impulsive enough that he didn't care. If his Wolf wanted her, he wasn't going to deny himself. His hands gripped her hips, lifting her small body up so he could kiss her; her legs wrapped around his waist and he carried them over to the couch. Peter dropped down over top of her, a hand in her hair, wanting to cover her with his scent.
Kira held on tightly to Peter, not wanting to let go, to lose this chance; her fingers dug into his shoulders as he rolled his hips and she felt how hard he was. She sucked at his tongue, trying to pull him even closer, wishing that they'd waited to get dressed now. As Peter moved to bite down on her neck, Kira could feel herself getting too worked up again, the tight feeling returned as her energy got to be too much. "P-Peter…"
The Wolf growled as he bit down on the soft skin of her neck, only just barely keeping his teeth Human. He felt a strong tingling sensation along his back and knew that Kira was losing control but he didn't really seem to care; he just wanted to hear her crying out for more. Peter moved down the couch, lifting her shirt up so he could kiss her stomach, suck a mark into her skin. He could feel himself straining against his jeans as she arched her back and moaned, hips rubbing against his chest. Every time he kissed her, there was a shock of static, making his lips tingle and he found that he liked the feeling.
Just as Kira was starting to wonder if maybe she was hurting Peter, she heard her phone go off in her bag, "I..I should get that…" she mumbled, carding her fingers through his hair, watching small tendrils dissipate over his skin.
"Go ahead," Peter murmured against her skin, making no effort to move off of her.
Kira huffed, not really wanting to answer it either but it was her mom's ringtone and knew she couldn't ignore it. So she dug the phone out of her bag and answered it, sucking in a breath as Peter suddenly moved up higher, his hands tugging at the bottom of her bandeau. "H-hello?"
"Kira, are you alright?" Noshiko asked, suddenly worried.
"Yea I'm-I'm fine, why?"
"It's getting late. I texted you a bit ago, asking if you'd be home for dinner and you didn't reply so I called."
"Oh wow, is it close to dinner t-time already?" Kira stuttered out, doing her best to stifle a moan when she felt Peter suck a hickey onto the bottom of her breasts. Her hips were rocking against his, needing more friction and she just wanted to throw her phone across the room and say "screw it" and not go home for dinner. She barely registered what her mom was saying, concentrating instead on the feel of Peter's mouth.
"Yes, it's already 5:40, so you're coming home right?"
"Y-yea I'll be h-home soon, bye!" And without waiting for her mom to say anything else, Kira hung up and dropped her phone onto the floor. "Peter, I can't hold it in…" she whimpered, afraid to touch him now, knowing how electricity affected Wolves. When Peter finally looked up at her, tearing himself away from her breasts, Kira could see that his eyes were glowing.
"Let it out then," Peter told her, reaching up to tangle one of his hands with hers. This wasn't like all the times he'd been tortured- it surprised him that first time but… he realized now that her lightning carried a liveliness to it, a warmth. She wasn't intending to hurt him with this, she just couldn't contain all her energy, so he was going to show her that he wasn't scared of her powers.
"I don't want to, I just need to calm down a-" she was interrupted as Peter kissed her, like he was determined to push her over the edge. And it worked, Kira cried out as she felt her powers jump out of her body; her eyes flew open and she could see Peter's eye fluttering as the current traveled through his body. But he didn't stop kissing her, didn't let go of her hand. When the moment passed, both of them lay there panting and shaking, but they were smiling.
"See, that wasn't so bad." Peter could feel his body trembling and he couldn't help but wonder how intense that would've been if he'd been inside her.
"Are you sure? I know that… electricity is bad for you…"
"No, this was different. When we were fighting, that hurt, because you were actively attacking me, but this stuff was distinct, it was energizing and warm. It's definitely different, I've never felt anything like that but I know it was because you didn't want to hurt me. Because you were in a specific mindset, your lightning was different too."
"Good," Kira sighed, relieved. She tilted her head as Peter went back to biting on her neck, whimpering and gasping. "I need to be h-heading home…"
"Yea, sure, whenever you're ready." Peter should be responsible, climb off of her and let her leave but he didn't. Instead he rubbed her bare sides, leaving her shirt bunched up under her arms, ran his nose along her neck and snuffled happily. She smelled like him.
And Kira was content to just let him touch her, relishing the attention he was giving her- Peter Hale was actually touching her! But eventually she finally sighed and sat up, legs still wrapped around the Wolf, not wanting to leave. "When can I come back?"
"For training or for this?"
"Both," Kira admitted.
"Depends, what do you want to work on next? If it's something we should work on outside then that's easier but if we need to be in the loft I'd have to give Derek another errand to run," Peter told her as he nibbled on her ear.
The Kitsune whined, "Can't I just come over anyway? I don't really care if Derek knows…"
"Trust me, if Derek knew, he wouldn't let you be alone with me, he'd tell Scott and everyone else and then they'd host an intervention for you. Or they might think that I'm brainwashing you…"
"But you wouldn't do that! I know you wouldn't! How could they even suggest something like that?" Kira frowned, cupping Peter's cheek.
But he just smirked, "Have you forgotten that I've killed people? And that I planted my memories into Lydia's subconscious so that way I could manipulate her into bringing me back to life?"
"No… I haven't forgotten. But I've seen the things you've done for the Pack since then… you've gone out of your way to help them! You are the reason Stiles is okay! I even know that you helped Derek save Cora when she'd been hurt. You aren't the same person that turned Scott. If I can see that… why can't they?"
"History is hard to forget, and they are probably never going to forgive me. Which is fine, because I'm not going to change. I will always put my interests ahead of theirs, I will always bend the rules to get what I want- I'm bending the rules just so I can have you."
Kira flushed, body reacting to the way he claimed a stake on her, that she was his to have. And that meant he wasn't going to let the others stop him, wouldn't be turned away from their time together. But she understood that if they at least kept it under wraps for awhile, they wouldn't have to deal with the drama. "I want to see you as soon as possible, so I guess our next meeting can be in the woods again. I don't mind."
"Then let's just continue down the list, work on the imbuing next, so you'll need to have your katana. That's going to be a long day though so it probably won't be until the weekend…"
"No, I can't do it this weekend… Scott wants me to go to the game…"
Peter stiffened, "Why does it matter what Scott wants?" Surely she didn't still have any feelings for the self-righteous Alpha… not after the way Peter had touched her- Scott couldn't possibly make her react this way!
"If I don't go… he'll want to know why and I'm just so bad at lying… He'll know I'm up to something and he'll get all suspicious- what if he follows me here and sees us?"
"True… Okay then it will either have to wait-"
"I'll skip Friday!" Kira stated, not willing to wait more than a few days. "But umm… you might have to be the one to get my katana. Dad won't let me bring it to school in the car and if I went all the way home on foot and then back to school, someone might see me."
"I can get it, just leave your window unlocked. We'll meet in the morning, after you get to school on Friday then." He was just happy that she wasn't still showing interest in Scott, wanting to go to his game to support him or something. Peter wasn't going to stand for any competition and he wouldn't hesitate to make that clear to the Alpha. Kira was just thinking ahead though, something he could definitely appreciate- keen minds were rare in this town. "You better go, before I get you in trouble," he said softly, reaching up and tucking her shirt back down for her. "Wait, before you go…"
"Yea?"
"I'd like to borrow one of your Tails- no questions, I'll explain it all on Friday. I'll take good care of it, I promise, it won't leave my sight. It will only be for a few days."
"I…" Kira paused. Her mom had taught her that her Tails were her most prized possession! She wasn't supposed to lose them or treat them casually… let alone let someone just take one… But this was Peter, and he was expecting her to trust him. "Sure, but if anything happens to it…"
"If anything happens to it, I'll be dead," Peter assured her. That was actually easier than he thought, only a second of hesitation. And she listened, didn't ask a single question. So the least Peter could do was protect that Tail with his life.
Kira pulled the Tail out of her pocket, not really sure how it had gotten there (last she remembered it was just in her palm), and handed it to Peter. "I'll see you Friday then," she whispered, gathering up her stuff. Impulsively, she leaned in and kissed Peter one last time before rushing out the door. She still couldn't believe that he was actually interested in her?! It hadn't all been in her head? Her body was still tingling where he'd kissed her, oh, the way he just… controlled the situation! Marking her body, knowing that it belonged to him now and he wasn't shy about showing it. She'd been intimate with one boy, before moving here, and he'd been so nervous and shy- the whole experience was just embarrassing and awful! Not Peter though, he'd probably never been nervous or unsure in his life! Kira could definitely get used to a man that knew what he was doing.
Peter looked out the window, watching as she drove away; had he really made a move on a 17 year old? He was 31, no one would ever approve of what they'd done- of what Peter wanted to do to her. Now that she was gone, he could think a little more clearly and he pondered about the situation. It was only after he was certain that he was nothing like Kate, did Peter finally relax. He hadn't set his sights on Kira in order to manipulate her, didn't offer to train her because he wanted to corrupt her, make her betray Scott… There was no ulterior motive that he could possible come up with that involved the Kitsune. Hell, he wasn't even the one that approached her, it had all been a coincidence when she'd found him in the loft last week. There was still that level of intrigue that Peter didn't understand but at least he could admit in all honesty that he was genuinely interested in her if anyone asked. Not that Peter had any trouble getting away with lying; he lied all the time with no one being wise to it. Feeling a little better about this new turn of events, Peter made his way out to his own car, Tail in his pocket, he had a surprise for Friday.
A/N: Just a quick thing, I'm making Peter 31 since, he was suppose to have traveled the world after high school. So that would mean, he was about 29 when he woke up from the coma, and 23 when the fire happened. That's about 5 years worth of travel to explain how Peter just knows so much about everything.