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Fic: In Bloom (Ororo/Kitty, R)
Title: In Bloom (Sequel to Perfect Fit)
Fandom: X-Men (movie-verse)
Pairing: Ororo/Kitty
Rating: hard R
Warning: Kitty is jailbait, so Ororo’s being a bad girl.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them, though I do covet them.
Inspired by: This pic
Ororo wasn’t surprised when she felt a pair of small hands come to rest on her waist, but she did inhale sharply at the contact. She had become accustomed to Kitty sneaking up on her. It was after all what the young woman did best. What she was still adjusting herself to was the reason the young woman had become so adept at sneaking up on her.
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” Ororo asked softly turning away from the plants she had been tending so that she was facing Kitty, the girl’s hands still resting lightly on her hips.
“I’m officially in the washroom,” Kitty responded smirking, her thumbs brushing against Ororo’s belt, “which means I don’t have much time.”
“Someone may come looking for you,” Ororo replied knowing that of the many responses she SHOULD have given that wasn’t one of them.
“No ones going to come looking for me,” Kitty assured her, feeling the familiar tension running through her lover’s body, knowing that it would disappear with time as always. “Dr. McCoy’s class, he’ll be too busy stopping people from blowing things up, and everyone else will be preoccupied almost blowing things up to notice how long I’ve been gone,” she continued her hand moving to the buckle of Ororo’s belt expertly undoing it.
Ororo breathed in deeply, exhaling with a sigh as Kitty tugged her belt out of the loops with a flourish and allowed it to drop to the floor.
Ororo cupped Kitty’s jaw in her hand, her thumb running over the girl’s cheek tenderly. She had spent a lot of time in recent weeks studying Kitty’s face, especially in the moonlight but found it equally lovely no matter what kind of lighting was present.
She knew that what they were doing was wrong, and that the onus was on her to stop it. But she had opened a door she wasn’t sure she had the power to stop that night she had lifted her covers allowing Kitty to slip into bed beside her. And if she did have the power, she knew that it wasn’t with her today.
Ororo leaned forward, Kitty meeting her halfway to her lips, their mouths joining. The contact was now familiar and comfortable and for long pleasurable minutes they leisurely explored each others mouths, before Kitty’s hands began to work at Ororo’s waist once more.
Ororo quirked an eyebrow as the girl undid her pants and Kitty smirked. “I have to get back before the end of class,” was all she said in response to Ororo’s look before dropping to her knees.
Kitty quickly and efficiently tugged down Ororo’s pants was she was on the ground and the dark woman braced her hands on the table behind her, hearing the plants she had been tending rattle, before stepping out of the material pooled at her feet.
Once free of the material bunched around her feet she reached down running her hand through Kitty’s hair before turning her head to the side. “Over there,” she whispered nodding towards the counter at the side of the room. The table she was holding onto at the moment wouldn’t be strong enough to support what they were about to do, and the last thing they needed was a bunch of crashing plant holders bringing people up to the greenhouse to investigate.
Kitty crowded in behind her as Ororo started towards the counter, the girls hands running up and down the backs of her thighs, moving up to cup her buttocks occasionally as they walked. When they reached the counter she braced her hands on the edge preparing to mount it, but Kitty’s hand on her hip stopped her.
Smiling Kitty simply dropped down to her knees once again. She needed Ororo standing on the ground for what she wanted to do.
Ororo sighed, her head tilting back as Kitty nudged her legs apart and then moved forward, burying her face between her legs, the hard edge of the counter against her back in sharp contrast to the softness of Kitty’s mouth against her most sensitive flesh.
One hand remained firmly on the counter and the other tangled itself in Kitty’s hair as the girl continued to work between her legs, her mouth sucking at Ororo’s moist folds as her nose nuzzled her clit, her hand running up and down her thighs, squeezing and scrapping deliciously at her skin.
“Kitty,” Storm gasped, her hand tightening in the girl’s hair drawing her tighter against her and her legs began to quiver.
Kitty felt the hairs on her arm begin to stand on end and new that Ororo was close. Grasping her hips firmly in her hands, Kitty attacked the flesh in front of her again, smiling as she heard Ororo’s breath hitch, using all of her strength to keep the older woman’s hips down as they began to buck as her orgasm tore through her.
Kitty placed a kiss on Ororo’s stomach as her undulations began to calm, standing up fully a moment later, wiping her mouth before leaning up to brush her lips against Ororo’s still panting mouth.
“I’ll see you later?” Kitty asked briefly glancing down at herself to make sure she didn’t look like she had just gone down on her history teacher when she got back to class. Satisfied that she looked presentable she looked back over at Ororo to hear her response. If it had been up to her she would’ve phased into the weather witch’s bedroom every night, but Ororo insisted that they had to be careful and her roommate would notice if she began spending every night away.
Ororo simply nodded reaching out a shaky hand, grasping Kitty’s in her own for a moment before allowing it to fall.
Kitty smiled and walked backwards for a few steps grinning at her and then turned around walking quickly towards the door.
Ororo watched until she disappeared from sight, then suddenly feeling as old as she was dropped her head into her hand covering her eyes before chuckling darkly to herself and shaking her head. Kitty, she thought, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty.
She began to walk towards her discarded pants knowing that she had bitten off far more than she could chew.
The End
Fandom: X-Men (movie-verse)
Pairing: Ororo/Kitty
Rating: hard R
Warning: Kitty is jailbait, so Ororo’s being a bad girl.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them, though I do covet them.
Inspired by: This pic
Ororo wasn’t surprised when she felt a pair of small hands come to rest on her waist, but she did inhale sharply at the contact. She had become accustomed to Kitty sneaking up on her. It was after all what the young woman did best. What she was still adjusting herself to was the reason the young woman had become so adept at sneaking up on her.
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” Ororo asked softly turning away from the plants she had been tending so that she was facing Kitty, the girl’s hands still resting lightly on her hips.
“I’m officially in the washroom,” Kitty responded smirking, her thumbs brushing against Ororo’s belt, “which means I don’t have much time.”
“Someone may come looking for you,” Ororo replied knowing that of the many responses she SHOULD have given that wasn’t one of them.
“No ones going to come looking for me,” Kitty assured her, feeling the familiar tension running through her lover’s body, knowing that it would disappear with time as always. “Dr. McCoy’s class, he’ll be too busy stopping people from blowing things up, and everyone else will be preoccupied almost blowing things up to notice how long I’ve been gone,” she continued her hand moving to the buckle of Ororo’s belt expertly undoing it.
Ororo breathed in deeply, exhaling with a sigh as Kitty tugged her belt out of the loops with a flourish and allowed it to drop to the floor.
Ororo cupped Kitty’s jaw in her hand, her thumb running over the girl’s cheek tenderly. She had spent a lot of time in recent weeks studying Kitty’s face, especially in the moonlight but found it equally lovely no matter what kind of lighting was present.
She knew that what they were doing was wrong, and that the onus was on her to stop it. But she had opened a door she wasn’t sure she had the power to stop that night she had lifted her covers allowing Kitty to slip into bed beside her. And if she did have the power, she knew that it wasn’t with her today.
Ororo leaned forward, Kitty meeting her halfway to her lips, their mouths joining. The contact was now familiar and comfortable and for long pleasurable minutes they leisurely explored each others mouths, before Kitty’s hands began to work at Ororo’s waist once more.
Ororo quirked an eyebrow as the girl undid her pants and Kitty smirked. “I have to get back before the end of class,” was all she said in response to Ororo’s look before dropping to her knees.
Kitty quickly and efficiently tugged down Ororo’s pants was she was on the ground and the dark woman braced her hands on the table behind her, hearing the plants she had been tending rattle, before stepping out of the material pooled at her feet.
Once free of the material bunched around her feet she reached down running her hand through Kitty’s hair before turning her head to the side. “Over there,” she whispered nodding towards the counter at the side of the room. The table she was holding onto at the moment wouldn’t be strong enough to support what they were about to do, and the last thing they needed was a bunch of crashing plant holders bringing people up to the greenhouse to investigate.
Kitty crowded in behind her as Ororo started towards the counter, the girls hands running up and down the backs of her thighs, moving up to cup her buttocks occasionally as they walked. When they reached the counter she braced her hands on the edge preparing to mount it, but Kitty’s hand on her hip stopped her.
Smiling Kitty simply dropped down to her knees once again. She needed Ororo standing on the ground for what she wanted to do.
Ororo sighed, her head tilting back as Kitty nudged her legs apart and then moved forward, burying her face between her legs, the hard edge of the counter against her back in sharp contrast to the softness of Kitty’s mouth against her most sensitive flesh.
One hand remained firmly on the counter and the other tangled itself in Kitty’s hair as the girl continued to work between her legs, her mouth sucking at Ororo’s moist folds as her nose nuzzled her clit, her hand running up and down her thighs, squeezing and scrapping deliciously at her skin.
“Kitty,” Storm gasped, her hand tightening in the girl’s hair drawing her tighter against her and her legs began to quiver.
Kitty felt the hairs on her arm begin to stand on end and new that Ororo was close. Grasping her hips firmly in her hands, Kitty attacked the flesh in front of her again, smiling as she heard Ororo’s breath hitch, using all of her strength to keep the older woman’s hips down as they began to buck as her orgasm tore through her.
Kitty placed a kiss on Ororo’s stomach as her undulations began to calm, standing up fully a moment later, wiping her mouth before leaning up to brush her lips against Ororo’s still panting mouth.
“I’ll see you later?” Kitty asked briefly glancing down at herself to make sure she didn’t look like she had just gone down on her history teacher when she got back to class. Satisfied that she looked presentable she looked back over at Ororo to hear her response. If it had been up to her she would’ve phased into the weather witch’s bedroom every night, but Ororo insisted that they had to be careful and her roommate would notice if she began spending every night away.
Ororo simply nodded reaching out a shaky hand, grasping Kitty’s in her own for a moment before allowing it to fall.
Kitty smiled and walked backwards for a few steps grinning at her and then turned around walking quickly towards the door.
Ororo watched until she disappeared from sight, then suddenly feeling as old as she was dropped her head into her hand covering her eyes before chuckling darkly to herself and shaking her head. Kitty, she thought, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty.
She began to walk towards her discarded pants knowing that she had bitten off far more than she could chew.
The End