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watch_the_nails and 45825243_t78_a. It's mostly canon, kinda sorta, and is mostly played on AIM. These are a few things from there, because they were not only awesome, but I want them commemorated somewhere other than in our memories and my chat log.
I call this the "Kitty realizes her true feelings" arc. Not just for Logan (which came first), but for Victor too (which surprised her).
It all started with a kiss
Kitty: Come here then, you big lug
Logan: *wanders over and sits on the floor between her legs*
Kitty: *gently starts rubbing his temples*
Logan: *takes a moment to relax into it... OK, maybe more than a moment*
Kitty: Come on... take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Logan: *grumbles a bit but does it anyway, finally relaxing a bit*
Kitty: *adds a second finger on each side of his head, rubbing in larger circles*
Logan: *exhales slowly, again, and leans back a little, closing his eyes*
Kitty: *resists the urge to lean forward and just hug him, instead keeping up the massage, moving her fingers around to the top of his noggin*
Logan: *OK, this? This is him relaxing! Savor the moment, for it is rare. He's even gonna make soft noises from time to time, enjoying her touch*
Kitty: *she even squeezes her knees around his shoulders a bit as she works, smiling when she hears the happy noises*
Logan: *happily surrenders to her touch, leaning his head back a little, trying to get closer*
Kitty: You're warm. *doesn't stop rubbing* You feeling okay?
Logan: Yeah.... *doesn't really feel like talking, but he makes an effort, in his own way* Good.
Kitty: *stops rubbing just long enough to lean forward and kiss his cheek* Good. *resume massage!*
Logan: *his eyes pop open at the kiss, a little surprised, but not unpleasantly* .... You're good at this, darlin'.
Kitty: Thanks. Guess I just like to make people happy. *uses all 10 fingers now, massaging and circling*
Logan: Well, you oughta be happy yourself, too... *soft moan*
Kitty: Seeing you happy makes me happy. *rubs a little harder*
Logan: *leans back further still, opening his eyes to look at her*
Kitty:* smiles down at him and moves her hands to his shoulders, squeezing the knots there*
Logan: *whatever he was looking for in her face, he's found it. Closing his eyes again, his hands find her ankles and stroke them a little*
Kitty: *she closes her eyes and makes a small happy noise deep in her throat - his hands are always warm. She rubs harder at his neck and shoulders, trying hard to work out those kinks*
Logan: *he's just going to keep going, relaxing too much to even think about doing anything else, his fingers tracing the curve of her ankles*
Kitty: *her hands move a little lower down his back, working his shoulder blades, her chin close to his shoulder*
Logan: *leans back a little, subconsciously moving closer to her, until his face is brushing against hers, and he opens his eyes, turning towards her to say -.... he forget what he wants to say the moment he sees her*
Kitty: *her hands stop and her heart skips a beat, but she doesn't move away, unsure if she's reading the look in his eyes correctly*
Logan: *he shouldn't, dammit, but he does it anyway, risks everything; he closes what little distance was left and kisses her*
Kitty: *the position is awkward but she doesn't care, she's been hoping for this moment since the last time they kissed. She leans as far as she can, one hand cupping his chin, her lips parting slightly as she deepens the kiss*
Logan: *he turns around for better access, awkwardly moving around on his knees while trying desperately not to get too far away from her and break the spell*
Kitty: *she slides out of her seat so she's on her knees in front of him, pressed tight between him and the chair and it feels good. The hand cupping his chin moves up into his hair, the other resting lightly on his shoulder, nothing broken, wrapped up in the moment*
Logan: *one of his hands moves around her neck, gently pulling her close, almost beckoning, before he kisses her again, leaning against her a little as if to keep her trapped*
Kitty: *eyes closed she kisses back, harder and more urgent this time, arms snaking over his shoulders so she can press her body against his*
Logan: *as his upper body leans in, his lower allows some room for her to move - to press against him, stretch out, lie down... Whatever she wants. He's lost, doomed, but right now he wouldn't want it any other way. He curls an arm around her waist, under her buttocks, squeezing as he pulls her up against him*
Kitty: *she feels the shift and moves with him, spreading her legs slightly as she lies back, pulling him on top of her. She feels tiny, feminine, fragile beneath him and is surprised to discover she likes it. She trusts him completely, with everything she has. She slides her tongue between his lips, wanting to taste more of him.*
Logan: *he deepens the kiss, every bit as ready for this as she is. Whatever happened, something's changed, his reservations gone - now, at least. As he supports himself on one hand, the other trails down her body, feeling her as if sampling what he is planning to take, moving down a leg, then up between her legs*
Kitty:* she breathes in sharply when his hand moves between her legs. Her mind races - "it's really happening, it's really gonna happen, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"*
Logan: *he's trying to take it slow - what for him is slow, anyway - fingers sliding under her shirt before they start working on undoing her pants and opening them*
Kitty: *she draws his tongue into her mouth, sucking on it, her hands tugging at the base of his shirt, trying to get it over his head. She feels a brief jolt of nervousness, then remembers he's seen her naked before, more or less.*
Logan: *that she wants this just as much as he does - really wants it - is enough to get him hard, speaking to the alpha male in him; on some level, he loves being wanted. He lifts his arms, briefly, so she can pull off his shirt - no shame or nervousness on his part, of course - and then pulls down her pants and panties, hands sliding down her legs*
Kitty: *she sits up just enough to pull her own shirt off over her head, then reaches down and starts unzipping his pants. She can feel his hardness through the denim, and the stark reality of what's about to happen hits her. She's afraid to say anything, to break whatever this is that's driving them, but she's not the careless type. They need protection.*
Logan: *protection is not the first thing on his mind, or the second... Hell, it barely features at all. In the heat of the moment, these things can be lost to him, but helping her push down his jeans, he feels his wallet, and remembers, fumbling to take out the condom before tossing the wallet aside and kicking off his jeans with a little more urgency*
Kitty: *This being her first time, she's of course nervous, scared, worried it will hurt, and all those things rolled into one. But she can also appreciate the gorgeousness of his body, and she doesn't want to pass up the opportunity to explore it. She rolls them over, straddling him across his thighs, running her hands along his stomach before bending down to kiss his chest*
Logan: *the move surprises him, knowing she isn't experienced; it's pretty damn bold, but he likes it, leaning up to try to reach her too, kiss her. His hands - now free - trail along her sides before cupping her breasts, gently*
Kitty: *her hand drifts down to his hardness and she circles her fingers around it, experimenting, feeling the hardness beneath such soft skin for the first time*
Logan: *opens his eyes again to look at her hungrily, fighting the urge to get up and take her; instead, he just looks, focusing on breathing*
Kitty: *she strokes lightly, experimentally, slowly. This act, one she's only done once before, distinctly reminds her of Victor, with whom she did this just a few days ago. Then she remembers - she promised. She promised Victor she wouldn't sleep with Logan.*
Logan: *he pushes himself up on his elbows, letting her investigate, but she doesn't seem eager to continue, and he assumes this is because she doesn't know what to do* Doin' good, darlin'...
Kitty: *she looks up at him and smiles, knowing he's trying to be supportive, and not know how to tell him she can't sleep with him now that they're both naked and he's obviously aroused... maybe, just maybe, she can get him feeling so good doing something else that he won't want to stop*
Logan: *still assuming she's just awkward because she's new at this, he sits up some more, giving her a chance out - but only to do something else* Lie back, darlin'.
Kitty: *she touches his face, crawling up him to kiss him again, her hand never leaving him* I want to try something. *she then slides back down and lightly draws the tip of her tongue along his length, root to tip*
Logan: *lets out a shaky moan, his need suddenly painful; he was not expecting her to do that*
Kitty: *she's never done this before, or seen it done, or read about it... but she's a smart girl. She wraps her mouth around him, creating gentle suction, using her hand to cover what she can't take in, and begins to move*
Logan: *he curses under his breath, trying to keep some level of control, but it feels so damn good. He reaches out to stroke her hair, tangling his fingers in it, just to pretend he's in control, though he's not doing anything to guide her*
Kitty: *she almost stops at the cursing, then realizes it's a good thing. She glances up at him through her lashes and sees him watching her. She moves faster, moving her tongue in circles as she bobs up and down*
Logan: *the way she's working him, he's quickly - much too quickly - getting there, his fist in her hair tightening as his breathing becomes shallow and he begins to move with her, thrusting up into her mouth*
Kitty: *she can feel a change in him, his breathing, the way his hips are moving to meet her, the way he's growing even harder beneath her lips and tongue and hand. She smiles to herself, thinking this isn't so difficult, and uses her spare hand to cup his balls softly*
Logan: *already on the verge of breaking, that's more than he needed, and he comes hard, grunting and wailing, still grabbing hold of her hair as if his life depends on it*
Kitty: *she nearly chokes but manages to stop herself, swallowing once, then twice, wincing at the salty taste. She keeps moving slowly until his spasms stop, then climbs back up to his side, curling up next to his body which is now much hotter than hers*
Logan: *instinctively, he puts his arms around her as soon as she is within reach, panting as he enjoys the aftereffects of his orgasm* Mmm.... *he wants to tell her how good she was, but right now, that's all he's managing*
Kitty: *she kisses his chest, shivering slightly, happy to see that he's happy, and relieved she's maintained her girlhood - at least for now* Good?
Logan: Mmm... *that was a yes, while he's lazily trailing fingers along her skin, wherever he can reach* Done that often? *he wouldn't have thought so, but he's not so sure anymore*
Kitty: *shakes her head* Nope... never. *she giggles when he tickles her side* So does that mean I did it right?
Logan: Christ, darlin'... You're a natural.
Kitty: *bites her lip* I just wanted to make you happy.
Logan: Always do. *gives her a quick peck*
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And boys, brothers, being who they are... well, Logan just had to brag. Victor, enraged, tells Kitty she's "spoiled goods" and he's never touching her again.
Prompting a letter of apology
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It's a real shame, darlin'. I was actually startin' to care about you. Maybe we coulda made somethin' good outta things, an' your first time coulda been with me. But now I know y'can't be trusted an' I been messed around by enough broads in my life already. Y'want Jimmy. Girls always do. You ain't no different from the rest. So I guess you can go an' get what you want from him, an' I'll get what I want from the first whore-house I find downtown, an' it'll hurt a lot less than you tryin' to play me for a goddamn fool. Good-bye, kitty-cat. I ain't purrin' for you no more., and I don't know what I can do, other than tell you I'm sorry. I am, I'm so sorry. I should have told you how I felt about you before this happened. I don't know if I was scared to admit it to myself, but it's taken losing you to show you how much you really mean to me. I don't deserve your forgiveness, and I don't deserve to have you in my life any more. You're leaving, and I can't stop you.
But please think about what you're giving up. Are you going to find someone else who will accept your past? Someone who will listen to you admit that you've savagely murdered every other woman you've ever been with, and NOT run away screaming? Do you think there's another woman out there who will have the patience to deal with your temper and your moods and listen to you bitch about Logan... and still love you? It's true, I can finally say it. I love you. All of you. You're the one I want. You're the one I feel safe with, whose arms I want to be in.
To prove to you that I'm different, I'm going to wait for you. However long it takes, even if it takes forever. I am not touching Logan again. I'm never touching anyone again, unless it's you. And if (when) you decide you do want me, I'm yours. All of me.
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Kitty: *she's finally asleep after crying all night, as evidenced by the tissue clutched in her hand, and the pile of used ones on the floor by the bed*
Victor: *he doesn't look sympathetic much, just sullen*
Kitty: *she opens her eyes slowly, sensing someone there, surprised that it's him* Victor?
Victor: *he gives a low noise that's a half-grunt, half-growl*
Kitty: *rubs her eyes, which are red and swollen, sitting up* You... you came back?
Victor: *he shrugs* Had to see whether you were already fuckin' him, didn't I? I musta been gone at least twelve hours.
Kitty: *she flinches a little* I told you I'm not. *looks over at him* You've been watching me?
Victor: *softly* Yeah.
Kitty: *sniffles a little* Oh. So you know why I look like this. *gestures to her face, knowing she looks a mess*
Victor: Well, you ain't been havin' a ten-hour wank-a-thon, that's for sure.
Kitty: *half-laugh* Yeah. *nervously shreds the tissue in her hand* So... you here to hurt me? *because she totally feels like she deserves it*
Victor: *he flexes his claws, and it seems for a moment as if he does intend to hurt her, but then he looks away* No.
Kitty: You... you can. I deserve it. *here comes glutton for punishment - she climbs out of the bed, clad only in a t-shirt and panties, and walks over to him* Go ahead. Cut me. Do whatever will make you happy.
Victor: *he just stares at her for a moment - stares, and looks at her body, feeling a rise of lust, which makes him growl* You're bein' an idiot.
Kitty: Probably. But... you do that to me.
Victor: What, y'think I'm just gonna fuck you right now an' that's gonna make everythin' okay?
Kitty: Would it? Because I'll do it. I'll do anything to fix this.
Victor: Shut up. You sound desperate, an' that's just makin' you sound stupid.
Kitty: *swallows, mouth dry, and nods. She moves away, going to the sink to get a glass of water, back to him* So why are you here, if that's not what you want?
Victor: Of course it's what I want! *he sounds angry, and he tries to calm his voice down* You know I want that!
Kitty: *sets the glass down, not turning around* Then take it. Take me.
Victor: *he gives a low, husky growl, and it's clear that he's trying to hold back* Dammit, I don't just want you to fuck me 'cause you feel you have to!
Kitty: *turns around, holding onto the counter with both hands* You know I don't have to do anything!
Victor: I know. *he's still clenching and unclenching his fists, a sign of his attempt to keep control* So tell me. Why now? You teased me for so fuckin' long, why now?
Kitty: *Because it'll keep you with me* I think I kept holding back before because I wasn't sure how I felt about you, or how you felt about me. But now I know.
Victor: Pretty fuckin' funny time for you to realise that, don'tcha think?
Kitty: I can't help it... it took losing you to make me realize how much you mean to me.
Victor: You just wanna have me around like some big kinda trophy.
Kitty: *shakes her head* No. I need you. For me, just for me. I don't care if anyone else sees.
Victor: What, you think I want an audience?
Kitty: You're not a trophy. You're... you. *steps back over to him, reaching for his hand* And I love you.
Victor: No you don't. You're just sayin' that. To get to me. I'm sure you woulda said it to Jimmy if y'hadn't had a mouth full of dick at the time.
Kitty: I don't say it unless I mean it. I've never said it, to anyone, before you!
Victor: An' you're sayin' it now just to keep me around.
Kitty: No, I'm not. I said it over and over last night, and you weren't even here. It's the truth, it's how I feel. Whether you stay or go now isn't up to me.
Victor: An' you think fuckin' you is gonna keep me here.
Kitty: I don't know. All I know is I'm done holding things back from you.
Victor: Fuckin' hell... *he closes his eyes and snarls*
Kitty: You don't have to make a decision right now. *slips her hand into his palm, leaving it up to him whether to hold it or not* I told you I'd wait, and I will.
Victor: I don't... wanna wait... *he hisses*
Kitty: *she hates seeing him like this, and knowing it's her fault. She whispers, taking his other hand too* I'm sorry, baby.
Victor: *he finally, almost reluctantly, closes his fingers around hers*
Kitty: *she exhales loudly, almost with a moan of relief, and leans into his chest*
Victor: *he tenses at first, still angry; but then he allows her to lean against him* If y'think you're ready...
Kitty: *closes her eyes* If you think you can be gentle with me... then yes, I'm ready.
Victor: *his breathing becomes more shallow, and his heart rate quickens* ....I want it.
Kitty: *looks up into his eyes, and says softly* Lie to me. Tell me you love me. And I'll believe you.
Victor: *he looks away* I'd be lyin' if I said... if I said you didn't mean' anythin'... I ain't gonna say I love you. But I ain't just fuckin' you 'cause the brothel ain't open yet.
Kitty: *manages a small smile* Good enough.
Victor: *he slides a hand up her back, his fingers touching at her* Fuck me, kitty-cat.
Kitty: *she arches away from his hand, pushing her body tighter against his, leaning up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his*
Victor: *he pulls away, and bares his fangs* No. Don't kiss me!
Kitty: *furrows her brow, confused*
Victor: I know where your mouth's been.
Kitty: *that was days ago! And she's showered multiple times, and brushed her teeth, and eaten....* *nods, pushing him backwards toward the bed while unbuttoning his shirt*
Victor: *he may kiss her, later; but the knowledge of what she's done is still enough to bring fresh anger in him. He finds he needs to touch her, wants to touch her, and his hands start to roam all over her body, even as she starts to undress him*
Kitty: *she unbuckles his belt, tugging his pants down before pushing him into sitting on the edge of the bed, dropping to her knees to pull them off for him* Can I kiss... other parts of you?
Victor: *okay, that draws an eager growl from him* Oh fuck, yes...
Kitty: *grins, getting back to her feet and pushing his shirt off his shoulders, her mouth dipping to kiss one*
Victor: *he manages to purr, starting to relax now*
Kitty: *she straddles his lap, still clothed, trailing kisses along his collarbone*
Victor: *he's already hard, excited, being driven even more wild by her scent* Kitty.... please...
Kitty: *she reaches between them to take him in her hand, stroking slowly* Get these clothes off me and I'm yours.
Victor: *closing his eyes, he whines with need, reaching out to touch at her, cupping her breasts*
Kitty: *she slides off of his lap, to the side, leaning over to wrap her lips round his hardness, her tongue drawing cirlces around the tip*
Victor: *it's almost more than he can stand and he virtually howls, reaching down now to rest a hand on her head, tangling his claws in her hair*
Kitty: *she doesn't stay for long, not wanting to deny him what he's really there for. After licking a trail up his stomach, and sucking hard on his neck, she lays back on the bed, ready for him to do what he wants to her* Rip them off, I don't care.
Victor: *he moves to stare down at her, shaking off the remnants of his clothes until he's completely naked; his body isn't perfect, but he's fit enough, and he's trembling with suppressed desire* You sure as hell better not phase on me...
Kitty: *shakes her head* I wouldn't dream of it. *runs her hands up and down his torso, wishes he would kiss her*
Victor: *with shaky fingers he starts to pull at her clothes, trying not to snag his claws on the fabric, trying to be gentle, not wanting to startle her into backing out now*
Kitty: *she appreciates that, helping him pull the shirt over her head, her heart starting to racing with anticipation and a little bit of fear*
Victor: *as she reveals her breasts, he gives another moan, and he reaches out to touch at one, stroking, caressing, running his fingers over her bare skin*
Kitty: *her fingers dig slightly into his side and she moans too, her nipples growing hard under his touch*
Victor: Kitty.... *he gasps, already moving to cover her, tugging at her panties*
Kitty: *she pulls them down for him, kicking them off, nervously spreading her legs for him* Lick me first? *wicked grin*
Victor: *he echoes her smile with one of his own, giving her a glimpse of his fangs; he'd already been planning on doing this, readying her for him* Like you could stop me if y'tried. *and he chuckles, sliding down between her legs, brushing his fingers across her thighs as his mouth plants kisses over her skin. his tongue laps at the outer reaches of her sex, tasting her, and he moans as he breathes in her scent, his purrs sending delicious vibrations reverberating throughout her body*
Kitty: *she groans, her hips bucking up towards the touch of his tongue, his purr sending tingles through every inch of her* God, yes...
Victor: *with growling, breathy gasps, he kisses her, laps at her, his hands stroking at her thighs even as he works her with his mouth; tasting, caressing, touching, his own fingers trembling*
Kitty: *it's obvious he knows what he's doing, touching just the right places, and quickly her breathing quickens, her thighs trembling* Victor... I'm... I'm gonna...
Victor: *he knows what she's about to say, or at least, he hopes he does; and to prepare her for it, to push her over the edge, he moves to latch his mouth about her clit, sucking, flicking his tongue over her, spurring her on*
Kitty: *that's exactly it* Yes! *she comes harder than she ever had on her own, hips bucking, nails digging into his shoulders*
Victor: *even as she rides out her orgasm he continues to lick and suck at her, keeping her enjoyment going for as long as he can, teasing, touching, pleasuring*
Kitty: *she's ready, so ready for him, and wants him more than ever. She paws at his shoulders, trying to pull him up even as she still spasms* Want you...
Victor: *he finally pulls his mouth away from her with a satisfied purr, realising that he gained more pleasure from her enjoyment than he thought he would; gasping, panting, he shifts so that his knees are in between her own, his hardness pressing at the hot wetness between her legs*
Victor: ....you sure you're ready for this?
Kitty: Yes! Please...
Victor: *he nods, hardly even able to believe he's about to do this; he's wanted it for so long, and he's aching for her. With low, soft growls and snarls he presses himself against her, almost whimpering with need, gripping at her thighs with his claws as he starts to slide himself inside her* Kitten...
Kitty: *she closes her eyes and bites her lip against the cry of pain that threatens to escape* Just do it...
Victor: *he knows that this will hurt, which is why he tries to be as gentle as possible - not thrusting, not shoving, just easing himself inside her slowly, all the while purring and caressing at her* Oh, fuck...
Kitty: *she hooks her feet around the backs of his legs, trying to relax and take him in. She's never felt so small compared to him*
Victor: *it's all he can do to hold back, to resist thrusting inside her and burying himself within her, and he gives a series of desperate, inhuman growls, panting, easing himself further inside her; his voice is a low, breathy whisper* Is that okay? You okay?
Kitty: *she opens her eyes to look in his as a tear slips out of the corner of her eye* Yeah... Don't stop.
Victor: *he knows it hurts, and he tries to be as gentle as he can so as not to scare her; just a little further now and he's completely filled her, feeling her body adjust to the size and presence of him* Kitty... oh, fuck... y'feel so damn good....
Kitty: *as much as it hurts, it does feel good too, and she tries to focus on that, tilting up to kiss his neck* So do you...
Victor: *he can't help but purr his happiness, and he starts to move slowly inside her, bucking his hips with steady, measured motions, knowing that he's the first man to ever take so much from her*
Kitty: *she gasps at the sensation, her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts* Victor... *she can't hold in the moans of pleasure, the initial pain quickly fading*
Victor: Kitty, *he moans in reply, his speed increasing slightly, unable to contain his eagerness any more* Oh, Kitty! *and before he knows it, he's losing his grip on his more human side, and he leans down to growl and kiss hungrily at her neck*
Kitty *she hisses as his teeth nip at her tender skin, the pain actually adding to her pleasure, heat and tension building again as she rises closer to another climax*
Victor: *his mouth moves from her neck towards her mouth, tracing a path to her lips, and then he's pressing his mouth against her own, kissing her, moaning and gasping while his body starts to pound frantically against hers; all that matters now is their shared pleasure, reaching their climax, his mating becoming wild and feral*
Kitty: *she kisses him hungrily, wrapping her legs around him as he pushes her over the edge once again, burying her face in his neck, teeth and nails digging into his skin*
Victor: *just as she finds that slight edge of pain even more thrilling, so, too, does he; he cries out his own passion, still thrusting into her, gasping and howling her name, snarling and whining*
Kitty: *she clings to him, not daring to move, feeling him pulsing inside her*
Victor: *he hisses and moans as he reaches his climax, spending himself inside her, moving against her eagerly, desperately* Kitty! Oh, Kitty! Oh... fuck...
Kitty: *she kisses everywhere she can reach, whispering his name over and over, caressing him, loving him, not wanting it to be over*
Victor: *he finally pulls back, panting, whining and purring, slipping himself from her body to lie with her, nestling against her neck* Kitty...
Kitty: *they're hot and sweaty and she doesn't care, tangling their legs together, holding his head to her chest* How long until we can do it again? *she manages to ask between pants*
Victor: *he grins, and laughs wickedly, reaching up to absent-mindedly stroke at her hair* Gimme a few minutes...
Kitty: *as the glow starts to wear off, a dull ache sets in. The warmth and safety she feels in his arms far outweighs it, and she decides not to get up, though curious to know if and how much she's bleeding*
Victor: *he's calm now, calmer then she's ever seen him before; warm, contented, sated. He purrs as he nuzzles at her, kissing at her neck, his body close and warm* You want more?
Kitty: I... *the ache is a full-on throbbing now* Can we just stay like this a while?
Victor: *he nods, continuing to purr* Sure thing, doll.
Kitty: *A small part of her can't believe he's staying, just like he said he would* Was it... did I do it right?
Victor: Y'did just fine, darlin'. Just great. Y'liked it, right?
Kitty: Gods, yes! *laughs* It was better than I'd ever imagined. You couldn't tell what you were doing to me?
Victor: So y'did think about it, huh? *he grins mischievously, and laughs, cuddling against her* Oh yeah, I felt it alright.
Kitty: *chuckles* I felt it too. *she looks and sees her teeth marks in his shoulder, and draws her finger over them* Did I hurt you?
Victor: *he gives another smirk* That ain't even a scratch!
Kitty: *speaking of... she's got his scratch marks on her and doesn't even notice* You were perfect, you know that? I didn't know you could be that gentle. *kisses his cheek, then the other one* I liked it.
Victor: *he's still happily basking in the warmth of his afterglow, and he soaks up the compliments* Been a long time since I been with a girl the first time, y'know that?
Kitty: Really? Does that make me special?
Victor: Yeah. Really. *he nods* An' last time, I had to pay, too...
Kitty: So I'm a slut, not a whore?
Victor: *he shakes his head* Nah.
Kitty: That's the difference, right? Whores get paid?
Victor: You ain't a whore.
Kitty: Right, because you're not paying me.
Victor: I was wrong. I just - I wanted you to myself.
Kitty: *lifts his chin so his eyes meet hers* You have me.
Victor: I know. An' I'm stayin'. Tonight, at least. I got a warm bed an' a good woman.
Kitty: *She's not used to being called a woman* I guess we should get cleaned up.
Victor: No point in gettin' cleaned up if we're just gonna get dirty again...
Kitty: *chuckles* I guess... *realizes something* You can smell blood, right?
Victor: Yeah. I can smell blood. *he knows what she's getting at* You ain't bleedin' like crazy or anythin'.
Kitty: *deep breath* But I am?
Victor: *he shifts down the bed and breathes deeply, sniffing the air* Yeah, just a little. You're gonna be okay. It's normal to be like this after your first time.
Kitty: I guess you'd know...
Victor: Hey, I didn't - *too late he realises he may have said the wrong thing*
Kitty: You have more expierience with this than I do
Victor: That don't mean - I mean - okay, I been with a few girls the first time, but that don't mean you don't count or anythin'...
Kitty: I understand, I do. *caresses his face and snuggles in closer* So do I still smell like catnip, or do I smell like you?
Victor: Y'smell like me. I covered you with my scent now. *and for good measure, he nuzzles the side of her face with his own*
Kitty: *giggles* What if I want my scent on you? *licks his cheek*
Victor: Then you got it. *he gives another purr* Now.... how 'bout that second round....?
Kitty: *nips at his earlobe* I'm kinda sore...
Victor: Hnh. Well.... how 'bout givin' me a hand here, then...
Kitty: So to speak? *reaches down and is actually a little surprised at how hard he is* You seemed to like my mouth more...
Victor: Uh-huh... *he grins at her expectantly* You hungry?
Kitty: I could go for a bite... *starts kissing his chest, stopping to flick her tongue across a nipple*
Victor: *he gives a cry of pleasure, unable to keep his hands from touching at her body*
Kitty: *this makes her smile - he's so much fun to play with! The tip of her tongue trails over to the other nipple, licking and tasting it before working it between her teeth*
Victor: *he arches his back up off the bed, already wound-up with his arousal, eager for his next release* Kitty....
Kitty: *she slides her body down his, his erection squeezing between her breasts until her moutch can reach it. She runs her tongue along the full length of it, root to tip, teasing the sensitive spot, before taking him completely in*
Victor: Oh, yes! *he closes his eyes and gasps, bucking against her, sliding his length even further inside her mouth* Kitty.... please..... oh, fuck...
Kitty: *she's been doing her homework... she creates just the right amount of suction, moving on him at a steady pace. At the same time, she phases her finger inside him and softly strokes at his prostate*
Victor: *at first, he tenses and gives a sudden growl at the unexpected touch - but then he realises what she's doing and relaxes, giving himself over to her, allowing himself to lay back and enjoy it*
Kitty: *one hand inside, the other at the base of his cock covering what her mouth can't, she sucks harder, bobbing up and down even faster, urging him on*
Victor: *he's already close, so close, and he can't help but growl and whine, moving against her, moving with her as she excites him and brings him towards another climax*
Kitty: *one hand inside, the other at the base of his cock covering what her mouth can't, she sucks harder, bobbing up and down even faster, urging him on. With each upstroke she teases his head with the tip of her tongue and massages his prostate even more. She can feel him getting harder, getting closer*
Victor: Kitty! *he moans, writhing beneath her, digging his claws into the bedsheets* Kitty.... so close.... oh, Kitty... Kitty... oh! *and then he's coming for her, unable to hold back, arching his back and snarling as he reaches his peak*
Kitty: *she doesn't stop when he starts emptying into her mouth, swallowing as quickly as she can, slowly decreasing the pace as his spasms slow. She licks him clean, planting small kisses as she makes her way back up to kiss just beneath his ear*
Victor: *he falls back, panting and gasping, his face filled with a look of complete and utter satisfcation - and then he pulls her to him, kissing her, not caring that he shares his taste with her*
Kitty: *she'd missed that kiss, that sweetness mixed with the hint of danger his teeth posed* Good?
Victor: *he pulls away, grinning, showing his fangs* Uh-huh. Good.
Victor: *and then he nuzzles against her, and asks* Kitty...
Kitty: Yeah baby?
Victor: ....I said I wasn't gonna leave as soon as I was done with you. So I'm gonna stay.
Kitty: *nuzzles into his arms* Was that a question?
Victor: Yeah, I.... is that okay?
Kitty: *wraps her arms around him and squeezes tight* Don't you dare leave. Or you'll have more than just scratch marks on your back.
Victor: *he grins even more at that* So now I'm your big, bad ol' tom-cat, an' you're my lil' kitten? Or do I not get to call you mine?
Kitty: *looks up and nips at his chin* I was yours before you screwed me senseless. Before I smelled like you. So... meow? And you're big, but you're not so bad...
Victor: We'll see 'bout that.... *he says teasingly* As for screwin' you senseless.... I ain't even started yet.
watch_the_nails and 45825243_t78_a. It's mostly canon, kinda sorta, and is mostly played on AIM. These are a few things from there, because they were not only awesome, but I want them commemorated somewhere other than in our memories and my chat log.I call this the "Kitty realizes her true feelings" arc. Not just for Logan (which came first), but for Victor too (which surprised her).
It all started with a kiss
Kitty: Come here then, you big lug
Logan: *wanders over and sits on the floor between her legs*
Kitty: *gently starts rubbing his temples*
Logan: *takes a moment to relax into it... OK, maybe more than a moment*
Kitty: Come on... take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Logan: *grumbles a bit but does it anyway, finally relaxing a bit*
Kitty: *adds a second finger on each side of his head, rubbing in larger circles*
Logan: *exhales slowly, again, and leans back a little, closing his eyes*
Kitty: *resists the urge to lean forward and just hug him, instead keeping up the massage, moving her fingers around to the top of his noggin*
Logan: *OK, this? This is him relaxing! Savor the moment, for it is rare. He's even gonna make soft noises from time to time, enjoying her touch*
Kitty: *she even squeezes her knees around his shoulders a bit as she works, smiling when she hears the happy noises*
Logan: *happily surrenders to her touch, leaning his head back a little, trying to get closer*
Kitty: You're warm. *doesn't stop rubbing* You feeling okay?
Logan: Yeah.... *doesn't really feel like talking, but he makes an effort, in his own way* Good.
Kitty: *stops rubbing just long enough to lean forward and kiss his cheek* Good. *resume massage!*
Logan: *his eyes pop open at the kiss, a little surprised, but not unpleasantly* .... You're good at this, darlin'.
Kitty: Thanks. Guess I just like to make people happy. *uses all 10 fingers now, massaging and circling*
Logan: Well, you oughta be happy yourself, too... *soft moan*
Kitty: Seeing you happy makes me happy. *rubs a little harder*
Logan: *leans back further still, opening his eyes to look at her*
Kitty:* smiles down at him and moves her hands to his shoulders, squeezing the knots there*
Logan: *whatever he was looking for in her face, he's found it. Closing his eyes again, his hands find her ankles and stroke them a little*
Kitty: *she closes her eyes and makes a small happy noise deep in her throat - his hands are always warm. She rubs harder at his neck and shoulders, trying hard to work out those kinks*
Logan: *he's just going to keep going, relaxing too much to even think about doing anything else, his fingers tracing the curve of her ankles*
Kitty: *her hands move a little lower down his back, working his shoulder blades, her chin close to his shoulder*
Logan: *leans back a little, subconsciously moving closer to her, until his face is brushing against hers, and he opens his eyes, turning towards her to say -.... he forget what he wants to say the moment he sees her*
Kitty: *her hands stop and her heart skips a beat, but she doesn't move away, unsure if she's reading the look in his eyes correctly*
Logan: *he shouldn't, dammit, but he does it anyway, risks everything; he closes what little distance was left and kisses her*
Kitty: *the position is awkward but she doesn't care, she's been hoping for this moment since the last time they kissed. She leans as far as she can, one hand cupping his chin, her lips parting slightly as she deepens the kiss*
Logan: *he turns around for better access, awkwardly moving around on his knees while trying desperately not to get too far away from her and break the spell*
Kitty: *she slides out of her seat so she's on her knees in front of him, pressed tight between him and the chair and it feels good. The hand cupping his chin moves up into his hair, the other resting lightly on his shoulder, nothing broken, wrapped up in the moment*
Logan: *one of his hands moves around her neck, gently pulling her close, almost beckoning, before he kisses her again, leaning against her a little as if to keep her trapped*
Kitty: *eyes closed she kisses back, harder and more urgent this time, arms snaking over his shoulders so she can press her body against his*
Logan: *as his upper body leans in, his lower allows some room for her to move - to press against him, stretch out, lie down... Whatever she wants. He's lost, doomed, but right now he wouldn't want it any other way. He curls an arm around her waist, under her buttocks, squeezing as he pulls her up against him*
Kitty: *she feels the shift and moves with him, spreading her legs slightly as she lies back, pulling him on top of her. She feels tiny, feminine, fragile beneath him and is surprised to discover she likes it. She trusts him completely, with everything she has. She slides her tongue between his lips, wanting to taste more of him.*
Logan: *he deepens the kiss, every bit as ready for this as she is. Whatever happened, something's changed, his reservations gone - now, at least. As he supports himself on one hand, the other trails down her body, feeling her as if sampling what he is planning to take, moving down a leg, then up between her legs*
Kitty:* she breathes in sharply when his hand moves between her legs. Her mind races - "it's really happening, it's really gonna happen, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"*
Logan: *he's trying to take it slow - what for him is slow, anyway - fingers sliding under her shirt before they start working on undoing her pants and opening them*
Kitty: *she draws his tongue into her mouth, sucking on it, her hands tugging at the base of his shirt, trying to get it over his head. She feels a brief jolt of nervousness, then remembers he's seen her naked before, more or less.*
Logan: *that she wants this just as much as he does - really wants it - is enough to get him hard, speaking to the alpha male in him; on some level, he loves being wanted. He lifts his arms, briefly, so she can pull off his shirt - no shame or nervousness on his part, of course - and then pulls down her pants and panties, hands sliding down her legs*
Kitty: *she sits up just enough to pull her own shirt off over her head, then reaches down and starts unzipping his pants. She can feel his hardness through the denim, and the stark reality of what's about to happen hits her. She's afraid to say anything, to break whatever this is that's driving them, but she's not the careless type. They need protection.*
Logan: *protection is not the first thing on his mind, or the second... Hell, it barely features at all. In the heat of the moment, these things can be lost to him, but helping her push down his jeans, he feels his wallet, and remembers, fumbling to take out the condom before tossing the wallet aside and kicking off his jeans with a little more urgency*
Kitty: *This being her first time, she's of course nervous, scared, worried it will hurt, and all those things rolled into one. But she can also appreciate the gorgeousness of his body, and she doesn't want to pass up the opportunity to explore it. She rolls them over, straddling him across his thighs, running her hands along his stomach before bending down to kiss his chest*
Logan: *the move surprises him, knowing she isn't experienced; it's pretty damn bold, but he likes it, leaning up to try to reach her too, kiss her. His hands - now free - trail along her sides before cupping her breasts, gently*
Kitty: *her hand drifts down to his hardness and she circles her fingers around it, experimenting, feeling the hardness beneath such soft skin for the first time*
Logan: *opens his eyes again to look at her hungrily, fighting the urge to get up and take her; instead, he just looks, focusing on breathing*
Kitty: *she strokes lightly, experimentally, slowly. This act, one she's only done once before, distinctly reminds her of Victor, with whom she did this just a few days ago. Then she remembers - she promised. She promised Victor she wouldn't sleep with Logan.*
Logan: *he pushes himself up on his elbows, letting her investigate, but she doesn't seem eager to continue, and he assumes this is because she doesn't know what to do* Doin' good, darlin'...
Kitty: *she looks up at him and smiles, knowing he's trying to be supportive, and not know how to tell him she can't sleep with him now that they're both naked and he's obviously aroused... maybe, just maybe, she can get him feeling so good doing something else that he won't want to stop*
Logan: *still assuming she's just awkward because she's new at this, he sits up some more, giving her a chance out - but only to do something else* Lie back, darlin'.
Kitty: *she touches his face, crawling up him to kiss him again, her hand never leaving him* I want to try something. *she then slides back down and lightly draws the tip of her tongue along his length, root to tip*
Logan: *lets out a shaky moan, his need suddenly painful; he was not expecting her to do that*
Kitty: *she's never done this before, or seen it done, or read about it... but she's a smart girl. She wraps her mouth around him, creating gentle suction, using her hand to cover what she can't take in, and begins to move*
Logan: *he curses under his breath, trying to keep some level of control, but it feels so damn good. He reaches out to stroke her hair, tangling his fingers in it, just to pretend he's in control, though he's not doing anything to guide her*
Kitty: *she almost stops at the cursing, then realizes it's a good thing. She glances up at him through her lashes and sees him watching her. She moves faster, moving her tongue in circles as she bobs up and down*
Logan: *the way she's working him, he's quickly - much too quickly - getting there, his fist in her hair tightening as his breathing becomes shallow and he begins to move with her, thrusting up into her mouth*
Kitty: *she can feel a change in him, his breathing, the way his hips are moving to meet her, the way he's growing even harder beneath her lips and tongue and hand. She smiles to herself, thinking this isn't so difficult, and uses her spare hand to cup his balls softly*
Logan: *already on the verge of breaking, that's more than he needed, and he comes hard, grunting and wailing, still grabbing hold of her hair as if his life depends on it*
Kitty: *she nearly chokes but manages to stop herself, swallowing once, then twice, wincing at the salty taste. She keeps moving slowly until his spasms stop, then climbs back up to his side, curling up next to his body which is now much hotter than hers*
Logan: *instinctively, he puts his arms around her as soon as she is within reach, panting as he enjoys the aftereffects of his orgasm* Mmm.... *he wants to tell her how good she was, but right now, that's all he's managing*
Kitty: *she kisses his chest, shivering slightly, happy to see that he's happy, and relieved she's maintained her girlhood - at least for now* Good?
Logan: Mmm... *that was a yes, while he's lazily trailing fingers along her skin, wherever he can reach* Done that often? *he wouldn't have thought so, but he's not so sure anymore*
Kitty: *shakes her head* Nope... never. *she giggles when he tickles her side* So does that mean I did it right?
Logan: Christ, darlin'... You're a natural.
Kitty: *bites her lip* I just wanted to make you happy.
Logan: Always do. *gives her a quick peck*
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And boys, brothers, being who they are... well, Logan just had to brag. Victor, enraged, tells Kitty she's "spoiled goods" and he's never touching her again.
Prompting a letter of apology
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It's a real shame, darlin'. I was actually startin' to care about you. Maybe we coulda made somethin' good outta things, an' your first time coulda been with me. But now I know y'can't be trusted an' I been messed around by enough broads in my life already. Y'want Jimmy. Girls always do. You ain't no different from the rest. So I guess you can go an' get what you want from him, an' I'll get what I want from the first whore-house I find downtown, an' it'll hurt a lot less than you tryin' to play me for a goddamn fool. Good-bye, kitty-cat. I ain't purrin' for you no more., and I don't know what I can do, other than tell you I'm sorry. I am, I'm so sorry. I should have told you how I felt about you before this happened. I don't know if I was scared to admit it to myself, but it's taken losing you to show you how much you really mean to me. I don't deserve your forgiveness, and I don't deserve to have you in my life any more. You're leaving, and I can't stop you.
But please think about what you're giving up. Are you going to find someone else who will accept your past? Someone who will listen to you admit that you've savagely murdered every other woman you've ever been with, and NOT run away screaming? Do you think there's another woman out there who will have the patience to deal with your temper and your moods and listen to you bitch about Logan... and still love you? It's true, I can finally say it. I love you. All of you. You're the one I want. You're the one I feel safe with, whose arms I want to be in.
To prove to you that I'm different, I'm going to wait for you. However long it takes, even if it takes forever. I am not touching Logan again. I'm never touching anyone again, unless it's you. And if (when) you decide you do want me, I'm yours. All of me.
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Kitty: *she's finally asleep after crying all night, as evidenced by the tissue clutched in her hand, and the pile of used ones on the floor by the bed*
Victor: *he doesn't look sympathetic much, just sullen*
Kitty: *she opens her eyes slowly, sensing someone there, surprised that it's him* Victor?
Victor: *he gives a low noise that's a half-grunt, half-growl*
Kitty: *rubs her eyes, which are red and swollen, sitting up* You... you came back?
Victor: *he shrugs* Had to see whether you were already fuckin' him, didn't I? I musta been gone at least twelve hours.
Kitty: *she flinches a little* I told you I'm not. *looks over at him* You've been watching me?
Victor: *softly* Yeah.
Kitty: *sniffles a little* Oh. So you know why I look like this. *gestures to her face, knowing she looks a mess*
Victor: Well, you ain't been havin' a ten-hour wank-a-thon, that's for sure.
Kitty: *half-laugh* Yeah. *nervously shreds the tissue in her hand* So... you here to hurt me? *because she totally feels like she deserves it*
Victor: *he flexes his claws, and it seems for a moment as if he does intend to hurt her, but then he looks away* No.
Kitty: You... you can. I deserve it. *here comes glutton for punishment - she climbs out of the bed, clad only in a t-shirt and panties, and walks over to him* Go ahead. Cut me. Do whatever will make you happy.
Victor: *he just stares at her for a moment - stares, and looks at her body, feeling a rise of lust, which makes him growl* You're bein' an idiot.
Kitty: Probably. But... you do that to me.
Victor: What, y'think I'm just gonna fuck you right now an' that's gonna make everythin' okay?
Kitty: Would it? Because I'll do it. I'll do anything to fix this.
Victor: Shut up. You sound desperate, an' that's just makin' you sound stupid.
Kitty: *swallows, mouth dry, and nods. She moves away, going to the sink to get a glass of water, back to him* So why are you here, if that's not what you want?
Victor: Of course it's what I want! *he sounds angry, and he tries to calm his voice down* You know I want that!
Kitty: *sets the glass down, not turning around* Then take it. Take me.
Victor: *he gives a low, husky growl, and it's clear that he's trying to hold back* Dammit, I don't just want you to fuck me 'cause you feel you have to!
Kitty: *turns around, holding onto the counter with both hands* You know I don't have to do anything!
Victor: I know. *he's still clenching and unclenching his fists, a sign of his attempt to keep control* So tell me. Why now? You teased me for so fuckin' long, why now?
Kitty: *Because it'll keep you with me* I think I kept holding back before because I wasn't sure how I felt about you, or how you felt about me. But now I know.
Victor: Pretty fuckin' funny time for you to realise that, don'tcha think?
Kitty: I can't help it... it took losing you to make me realize how much you mean to me.
Victor: You just wanna have me around like some big kinda trophy.
Kitty: *shakes her head* No. I need you. For me, just for me. I don't care if anyone else sees.
Victor: What, you think I want an audience?
Kitty: You're not a trophy. You're... you. *steps back over to him, reaching for his hand* And I love you.
Victor: No you don't. You're just sayin' that. To get to me. I'm sure you woulda said it to Jimmy if y'hadn't had a mouth full of dick at the time.
Kitty: I don't say it unless I mean it. I've never said it, to anyone, before you!
Victor: An' you're sayin' it now just to keep me around.
Kitty: No, I'm not. I said it over and over last night, and you weren't even here. It's the truth, it's how I feel. Whether you stay or go now isn't up to me.
Victor: An' you think fuckin' you is gonna keep me here.
Kitty: I don't know. All I know is I'm done holding things back from you.
Victor: Fuckin' hell... *he closes his eyes and snarls*
Kitty: You don't have to make a decision right now. *slips her hand into his palm, leaving it up to him whether to hold it or not* I told you I'd wait, and I will.
Victor: I don't... wanna wait... *he hisses*
Kitty: *she hates seeing him like this, and knowing it's her fault. She whispers, taking his other hand too* I'm sorry, baby.
Victor: *he finally, almost reluctantly, closes his fingers around hers*
Kitty: *she exhales loudly, almost with a moan of relief, and leans into his chest*
Victor: *he tenses at first, still angry; but then he allows her to lean against him* If y'think you're ready...
Kitty: *closes her eyes* If you think you can be gentle with me... then yes, I'm ready.
Victor: *his breathing becomes more shallow, and his heart rate quickens* ....I want it.
Kitty: *looks up into his eyes, and says softly* Lie to me. Tell me you love me. And I'll believe you.
Victor: *he looks away* I'd be lyin' if I said... if I said you didn't mean' anythin'... I ain't gonna say I love you. But I ain't just fuckin' you 'cause the brothel ain't open yet.
Kitty: *manages a small smile* Good enough.
Victor: *he slides a hand up her back, his fingers touching at her* Fuck me, kitty-cat.
Kitty: *she arches away from his hand, pushing her body tighter against his, leaning up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his*
Victor: *he pulls away, and bares his fangs* No. Don't kiss me!
Kitty: *furrows her brow, confused*
Victor: I know where your mouth's been.
Kitty: *that was days ago! And she's showered multiple times, and brushed her teeth, and eaten....* *nods, pushing him backwards toward the bed while unbuttoning his shirt*
Victor: *he may kiss her, later; but the knowledge of what she's done is still enough to bring fresh anger in him. He finds he needs to touch her, wants to touch her, and his hands start to roam all over her body, even as she starts to undress him*
Kitty: *she unbuckles his belt, tugging his pants down before pushing him into sitting on the edge of the bed, dropping to her knees to pull them off for him* Can I kiss... other parts of you?
Victor: *okay, that draws an eager growl from him* Oh fuck, yes...
Kitty: *grins, getting back to her feet and pushing his shirt off his shoulders, her mouth dipping to kiss one*
Victor: *he manages to purr, starting to relax now*
Kitty: *she straddles his lap, still clothed, trailing kisses along his collarbone*
Victor: *he's already hard, excited, being driven even more wild by her scent* Kitty.... please...
Kitty: *she reaches between them to take him in her hand, stroking slowly* Get these clothes off me and I'm yours.
Victor: *closing his eyes, he whines with need, reaching out to touch at her, cupping her breasts*
Kitty: *she slides off of his lap, to the side, leaning over to wrap her lips round his hardness, her tongue drawing cirlces around the tip*
Victor: *it's almost more than he can stand and he virtually howls, reaching down now to rest a hand on her head, tangling his claws in her hair*
Kitty: *she doesn't stay for long, not wanting to deny him what he's really there for. After licking a trail up his stomach, and sucking hard on his neck, she lays back on the bed, ready for him to do what he wants to her* Rip them off, I don't care.
Victor: *he moves to stare down at her, shaking off the remnants of his clothes until he's completely naked; his body isn't perfect, but he's fit enough, and he's trembling with suppressed desire* You sure as hell better not phase on me...
Kitty: *shakes her head* I wouldn't dream of it. *runs her hands up and down his torso, wishes he would kiss her*
Victor: *with shaky fingers he starts to pull at her clothes, trying not to snag his claws on the fabric, trying to be gentle, not wanting to startle her into backing out now*
Kitty: *she appreciates that, helping him pull the shirt over her head, her heart starting to racing with anticipation and a little bit of fear*
Victor: *as she reveals her breasts, he gives another moan, and he reaches out to touch at one, stroking, caressing, running his fingers over her bare skin*
Kitty: *her fingers dig slightly into his side and she moans too, her nipples growing hard under his touch*
Victor: Kitty.... *he gasps, already moving to cover her, tugging at her panties*
Kitty: *she pulls them down for him, kicking them off, nervously spreading her legs for him* Lick me first? *wicked grin*
Victor: *he echoes her smile with one of his own, giving her a glimpse of his fangs; he'd already been planning on doing this, readying her for him* Like you could stop me if y'tried. *and he chuckles, sliding down between her legs, brushing his fingers across her thighs as his mouth plants kisses over her skin. his tongue laps at the outer reaches of her sex, tasting her, and he moans as he breathes in her scent, his purrs sending delicious vibrations reverberating throughout her body*
Kitty: *she groans, her hips bucking up towards the touch of his tongue, his purr sending tingles through every inch of her* God, yes...
Victor: *with growling, breathy gasps, he kisses her, laps at her, his hands stroking at her thighs even as he works her with his mouth; tasting, caressing, touching, his own fingers trembling*
Kitty: *it's obvious he knows what he's doing, touching just the right places, and quickly her breathing quickens, her thighs trembling* Victor... I'm... I'm gonna...
Victor: *he knows what she's about to say, or at least, he hopes he does; and to prepare her for it, to push her over the edge, he moves to latch his mouth about her clit, sucking, flicking his tongue over her, spurring her on*
Kitty: *that's exactly it* Yes! *she comes harder than she ever had on her own, hips bucking, nails digging into his shoulders*
Victor: *even as she rides out her orgasm he continues to lick and suck at her, keeping her enjoyment going for as long as he can, teasing, touching, pleasuring*
Kitty: *she's ready, so ready for him, and wants him more than ever. She paws at his shoulders, trying to pull him up even as she still spasms* Want you...
Victor: *he finally pulls his mouth away from her with a satisfied purr, realising that he gained more pleasure from her enjoyment than he thought he would; gasping, panting, he shifts so that his knees are in between her own, his hardness pressing at the hot wetness between her legs*
Victor: ....you sure you're ready for this?
Kitty: Yes! Please...
Victor: *he nods, hardly even able to believe he's about to do this; he's wanted it for so long, and he's aching for her. With low, soft growls and snarls he presses himself against her, almost whimpering with need, gripping at her thighs with his claws as he starts to slide himself inside her* Kitten...
Kitty: *she closes her eyes and bites her lip against the cry of pain that threatens to escape* Just do it...
Victor: *he knows that this will hurt, which is why he tries to be as gentle as possible - not thrusting, not shoving, just easing himself inside her slowly, all the while purring and caressing at her* Oh, fuck...
Kitty: *she hooks her feet around the backs of his legs, trying to relax and take him in. She's never felt so small compared to him*
Victor: *it's all he can do to hold back, to resist thrusting inside her and burying himself within her, and he gives a series of desperate, inhuman growls, panting, easing himself further inside her; his voice is a low, breathy whisper* Is that okay? You okay?
Kitty: *she opens her eyes to look in his as a tear slips out of the corner of her eye* Yeah... Don't stop.
Victor: *he knows it hurts, and he tries to be as gentle as he can so as not to scare her; just a little further now and he's completely filled her, feeling her body adjust to the size and presence of him* Kitty... oh, fuck... y'feel so damn good....
Kitty: *as much as it hurts, it does feel good too, and she tries to focus on that, tilting up to kiss his neck* So do you...
Victor: *he can't help but purr his happiness, and he starts to move slowly inside her, bucking his hips with steady, measured motions, knowing that he's the first man to ever take so much from her*
Kitty: *she gasps at the sensation, her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts* Victor... *she can't hold in the moans of pleasure, the initial pain quickly fading*
Victor: Kitty, *he moans in reply, his speed increasing slightly, unable to contain his eagerness any more* Oh, Kitty! *and before he knows it, he's losing his grip on his more human side, and he leans down to growl and kiss hungrily at her neck*
Kitty *she hisses as his teeth nip at her tender skin, the pain actually adding to her pleasure, heat and tension building again as she rises closer to another climax*
Victor: *his mouth moves from her neck towards her mouth, tracing a path to her lips, and then he's pressing his mouth against her own, kissing her, moaning and gasping while his body starts to pound frantically against hers; all that matters now is their shared pleasure, reaching their climax, his mating becoming wild and feral*
Kitty: *she kisses him hungrily, wrapping her legs around him as he pushes her over the edge once again, burying her face in his neck, teeth and nails digging into his skin*
Victor: *just as she finds that slight edge of pain even more thrilling, so, too, does he; he cries out his own passion, still thrusting into her, gasping and howling her name, snarling and whining*
Kitty: *she clings to him, not daring to move, feeling him pulsing inside her*
Victor: *he hisses and moans as he reaches his climax, spending himself inside her, moving against her eagerly, desperately* Kitty! Oh, Kitty! Oh... fuck...
Kitty: *she kisses everywhere she can reach, whispering his name over and over, caressing him, loving him, not wanting it to be over*
Victor: *he finally pulls back, panting, whining and purring, slipping himself from her body to lie with her, nestling against her neck* Kitty...
Kitty: *they're hot and sweaty and she doesn't care, tangling their legs together, holding his head to her chest* How long until we can do it again? *she manages to ask between pants*
Victor: *he grins, and laughs wickedly, reaching up to absent-mindedly stroke at her hair* Gimme a few minutes...
Kitty: *as the glow starts to wear off, a dull ache sets in. The warmth and safety she feels in his arms far outweighs it, and she decides not to get up, though curious to know if and how much she's bleeding*
Victor: *he's calm now, calmer then she's ever seen him before; warm, contented, sated. He purrs as he nuzzles at her, kissing at her neck, his body close and warm* You want more?
Kitty: I... *the ache is a full-on throbbing now* Can we just stay like this a while?
Victor: *he nods, continuing to purr* Sure thing, doll.
Kitty: *A small part of her can't believe he's staying, just like he said he would* Was it... did I do it right?
Victor: Y'did just fine, darlin'. Just great. Y'liked it, right?
Kitty: Gods, yes! *laughs* It was better than I'd ever imagined. You couldn't tell what you were doing to me?
Victor: So y'did think about it, huh? *he grins mischievously, and laughs, cuddling against her* Oh yeah, I felt it alright.
Kitty: *chuckles* I felt it too. *she looks and sees her teeth marks in his shoulder, and draws her finger over them* Did I hurt you?
Victor: *he gives another smirk* That ain't even a scratch!
Kitty: *speaking of... she's got his scratch marks on her and doesn't even notice* You were perfect, you know that? I didn't know you could be that gentle. *kisses his cheek, then the other one* I liked it.
Victor: *he's still happily basking in the warmth of his afterglow, and he soaks up the compliments* Been a long time since I been with a girl the first time, y'know that?
Kitty: Really? Does that make me special?
Victor: Yeah. Really. *he nods* An' last time, I had to pay, too...
Kitty: So I'm a slut, not a whore?
Victor: *he shakes his head* Nah.
Kitty: That's the difference, right? Whores get paid?
Victor: You ain't a whore.
Kitty: Right, because you're not paying me.
Victor: I was wrong. I just - I wanted you to myself.
Kitty: *lifts his chin so his eyes meet hers* You have me.
Victor: I know. An' I'm stayin'. Tonight, at least. I got a warm bed an' a good woman.
Kitty: *She's not used to being called a woman* I guess we should get cleaned up.
Victor: No point in gettin' cleaned up if we're just gonna get dirty again...
Kitty: *chuckles* I guess... *realizes something* You can smell blood, right?
Victor: Yeah. I can smell blood. *he knows what she's getting at* You ain't bleedin' like crazy or anythin'.
Kitty: *deep breath* But I am?
Victor: *he shifts down the bed and breathes deeply, sniffing the air* Yeah, just a little. You're gonna be okay. It's normal to be like this after your first time.
Kitty: I guess you'd know...
Victor: Hey, I didn't - *too late he realises he may have said the wrong thing*
Kitty: You have more expierience with this than I do
Victor: That don't mean - I mean - okay, I been with a few girls the first time, but that don't mean you don't count or anythin'...
Kitty: I understand, I do. *caresses his face and snuggles in closer* So do I still smell like catnip, or do I smell like you?
Victor: Y'smell like me. I covered you with my scent now. *and for good measure, he nuzzles the side of her face with his own*
Kitty: *giggles* What if I want my scent on you? *licks his cheek*
Victor: Then you got it. *he gives another purr* Now.... how 'bout that second round....?
Kitty: *nips at his earlobe* I'm kinda sore...
Victor: Hnh. Well.... how 'bout givin' me a hand here, then...
Kitty: So to speak? *reaches down and is actually a little surprised at how hard he is* You seemed to like my mouth more...
Victor: Uh-huh... *he grins at her expectantly* You hungry?
Kitty: I could go for a bite... *starts kissing his chest, stopping to flick her tongue across a nipple*
Victor: *he gives a cry of pleasure, unable to keep his hands from touching at her body*
Kitty: *this makes her smile - he's so much fun to play with! The tip of her tongue trails over to the other nipple, licking and tasting it before working it between her teeth*
Victor: *he arches his back up off the bed, already wound-up with his arousal, eager for his next release* Kitty....
Kitty: *she slides her body down his, his erection squeezing between her breasts until her moutch can reach it. She runs her tongue along the full length of it, root to tip, teasing the sensitive spot, before taking him completely in*
Victor: Oh, yes! *he closes his eyes and gasps, bucking against her, sliding his length even further inside her mouth* Kitty.... please..... oh, fuck...
Kitty: *she's been doing her homework... she creates just the right amount of suction, moving on him at a steady pace. At the same time, she phases her finger inside him and softly strokes at his prostate*
Victor: *at first, he tenses and gives a sudden growl at the unexpected touch - but then he realises what she's doing and relaxes, giving himself over to her, allowing himself to lay back and enjoy it*
Kitty: *one hand inside, the other at the base of his cock covering what her mouth can't, she sucks harder, bobbing up and down even faster, urging him on*
Victor: *he's already close, so close, and he can't help but growl and whine, moving against her, moving with her as she excites him and brings him towards another climax*
Kitty: *one hand inside, the other at the base of his cock covering what her mouth can't, she sucks harder, bobbing up and down even faster, urging him on. With each upstroke she teases his head with the tip of her tongue and massages his prostate even more. She can feel him getting harder, getting closer*
Victor: Kitty! *he moans, writhing beneath her, digging his claws into the bedsheets* Kitty.... so close.... oh, Kitty... Kitty... oh! *and then he's coming for her, unable to hold back, arching his back and snarling as he reaches his peak*
Kitty: *she doesn't stop when he starts emptying into her mouth, swallowing as quickly as she can, slowly decreasing the pace as his spasms slow. She licks him clean, planting small kisses as she makes her way back up to kiss just beneath his ear*
Victor: *he falls back, panting and gasping, his face filled with a look of complete and utter satisfcation - and then he pulls her to him, kissing her, not caring that he shares his taste with her*
Kitty: *she'd missed that kiss, that sweetness mixed with the hint of danger his teeth posed* Good?
Victor: *he pulls away, grinning, showing his fangs* Uh-huh. Good.
Victor: *and then he nuzzles against her, and asks* Kitty...
Kitty: Yeah baby?
Victor: ....I said I wasn't gonna leave as soon as I was done with you. So I'm gonna stay.
Kitty: *nuzzles into his arms* Was that a question?
Victor: Yeah, I.... is that okay?
Kitty: *wraps her arms around him and squeezes tight* Don't you dare leave. Or you'll have more than just scratch marks on your back.
Victor: *he grins even more at that* So now I'm your big, bad ol' tom-cat, an' you're my lil' kitten? Or do I not get to call you mine?
Kitty: *looks up and nips at his chin* I was yours before you screwed me senseless. Before I smelled like you. So... meow? And you're big, but you're not so bad...
Victor: We'll see 'bout that.... *he says teasingly* As for screwin' you senseless.... I ain't even started yet.
