Through the Fog, part 9-11

[ladydrace]

Title: Through The Fog
Series: X-Men Evolution
Pairings: Nightcrawler/Toad
Part: 9-11/19
Rating: Various ratings across chapters.
Warnings: Future fic. (In this part, kinda explicit sex.)
Beta: None on this story. I take full responsibility for any and all errors.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own any prehensile goodies, green or blue. Damn it all.
Summary: Todd gets an unexpected visit from his past after 10 years, and the war moves in again.


Chapter 9

When Todd woke up, he felt much better. Sitting up gingerly, he found that his cuts had healed. So the asian girl had been there while he slept and fixed it. Very nice. He carefully slipped off the table and felt his legs wobble. Oh well. You couldn't have it all. The room was empty, but Todd suddenly noticed something on the small table next to him that made him stare.

In a small vase there was a few wild flowers. Flowers? Nobody had ever given Todd flowers. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Checking again that he was alone, he bent closer and smelled them. Nice. No wonder girls liked it. And gay guys. Well, it was only a matter of time anyway before Fuzzy made a move. And if he did have to start somewhere, Todd supposed it could be worse than a few flowers.

He carefully tested his skin and rolled his shoulders, stretching and bending gently to regain his flexibility. He felt dead tired and slightly hung over, but otherwise he found he was in great condition. Very handy having a healer around. He jumped when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

“Guten Morgen. How do you feel?”

Todd clutched his chest and laughed.

“Jeez Fuzzy, don't sneak up on me like that!”

Kurt walked over to him and helped him remove the drip still in his arm.

“Sorry. Are you feeling better?”

Todd nodded, feeling suddenly awkward that Kurt was so close.

“Uh yeah. Much better thanks. I gotta remember to thank that Sascha girl next time I see her.”

Nodding at the flowers he grinned at Kurt.

“Flowers huh? Just felt the need to point out how gay you are?”

Kurt blushed and fiddled with the wad of cotton he was pressing against Todd's arm.

“Ja sorry. I just vanted to give you something nice to vake up to. I vasn't sure you vould like them, but you vere sick and...”

Todd cut him off and put his hand on the furry arm close to his own.

“It's ok Fuzzy. Really. I like 'em.

Kurt's face lit up like a christmas display and he smiled relieved at Todd. They were very close together and Todd was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable. Baby steps here. Baby steps. Kurt caught on after a few moments and moved away still smiling.

“Uhm... what time is it? Naw scratch that... what 'day' is it?”

“It's Friday and it's almost noon. The professor vould like to see you this afternoon if you feel vell enough.”

Todd sighed and wondered of there was any peace at all to be had.

“Right ok. Lemme get somethin' to eat and freshen up a little.”

Kurt nodded and gave him an odd look.

“Ja a shover vould probably be a good idea. You look awful.”

Todd grinned.

“Oh please, don't sugar coat it, say it like it is!”

“Sorry, but you do look horrible. If you go vash up, I'll fix you some lunch.”

Todd agreed and Kurt did him the favor of teleporting him up to his room before leaving him to it. When he looked in his mirror he understood what Fuzzy meant. He had dried up blood all over his body. Red crusty lines all over his body showed were the skin had cracked and split, and he was still dry and flaky from the poison.

He took his time in the shower and allowed himself to just stand under the stream and soak. As long as he didn't pay for the water and heat himself, he might as well enjoy it a little. Looking himself over in the mirror, he felt a rare surge of vanity and frowned at the added fresh scars all over his face. His lips were still slightly swollen from all the splitting and he looked bruised in several places. His long hair was a mess and he took the time to brush it, instead of just pulling it back in the ponytail as usual, smoking a badly needed cigarette at the same time.

Still damp, the hair hang limbly around his face and shoulders and he thought he looked pathetic. His greenish skin color was always more clearly green when he was wet and he thought it made him look sick. His yellow eyes and tired folds under them didn't improve the look any. He stuck out his green tongue at his reflection and went back to his room to find Kurt waiting there. He was standing at the window, looking out on the rainy grounds with a sombre look on his face. He smiled however when Todd came in.

“I hope you like meat pies and salad.”

Todd's stomach rumbled in reply, making Kurt giggle.

“Hey, I'll eat anythin'.”

Kurt looked at him with wonder for a minute.

“No offence, but I seem to remember you used to eat flies. You don't do that anymore.”

Todd sighed and shrugged.

“Still do sometimes. Easier to control the urge when I ain't starvin' to death. Even bugs are food when you havn't eaten in days.”

Again that look of pity. God how he hated pity. He quickly changed the subject, pulling a sweater over his head.

“Well, let's not keep ol' Baldie waitin'. Let's eat!”

They ate quickly and Kurt made no effort to hide his joy at stuffing Todd with as much food as possible. Todd would have thought it funny if the situation wasn't so complicated. Oh well. He would figure something out. Right now he needed to focus again on what Xavier wanted. Todd had a creeping suspicion what the meeting would be about and he was prepared for the worst.

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Chapter 10

Just as he had expected, Xavier again asked to read his mind. Scott was absent for some reason and Todd felt if he was ever going to do it, this would be a good time. He resigned himself to it and laid down on the couch in Xavier's office, feeling he was baring his throat to a hungry lion. Kurt sat right next to him and looked on with worry. Todd couldn't decide whether he wanted Kurt to be there or not. It was comforting, but his thoughts about him made Todd even more nervous to have his mind read. Even though he knew Xavier probably wouldn't say anything about it, it was still personal and something he would prefer to keep to himself for now.

The hands were on either side of his head. Xavier asked him to relax. And then there was invasion. Todd had no other word for it. He felt slightly violated and it was really hard letting someone in that way. His thoughts whirled around too fast for him to really see any of them, but as it was beyond his own control, he assumed Xavier made sense of it somehow.

Memories zipped past him with nauseating speed, revealing glimpses here and there. His father's stinking fists, shattering his nose. His mother's drunken laugh. Homeless old men, kicking him away when he tried to warm himself by their fires. Hiding in a cardboard box half buried in snow. Shelter upon shelter. Young Kurt Wagner kicking him in the face. The Brotherhood mutants, fighting the X-men. Lance making parts of the ceiling fall down with anger. Wanda slamming him through a wall without even looking at him. Freddy turning his wide back to him, and closing the door for the last time.

Kitty and Rogue laughing at him. Pyro leering at him from his own window. The cold streets he walked alone. That old, disgusting guy who was the first to pay for a night with a starving, freaky kid. Heavy work boots breaking his ribs in a dark alley. His boss wrinkling his nose at his smell. Bane and his creepy offer. Kurt Wagner dangling from the ceiling. Raised voices behind a door. Bane again, with needles closing in on his face.

He whirled around in a chaos of images until he finally came to a halt long enough to recognize a place and a memory. Strangely enough, he was outside himself, and was looking at the memory from a different angle. He saw himself, fifteen years old and dying. Face down in a filthy gutter, his arm at a weird angle, and his head bleeding profusely. Looking up at a nearby streetlamp, he just managed to see a fifteen year old and very bruised Kurt Wagner looking down at him horrified, before disappearing in a flash. The memory was so vivid, that even the smell of sulfur was detectable. Funny... he couldn't even remember what the fight had been about. The vision blurred at the edges, and since this memory had already gone farther than he originally remembered it, he assumed his younger self was passing out. Just before the scene went black, he noticed a figure suddenly crouched over him. Had he not lived with the person for years, he probably wouldn't have recognized him from such a short glimpse. But there was no doubt who that platinum blonde head belonged to. Pietro.

He whirled again, and saw himself on the doorstep of the Brotherhood House, heavily bandaged, being stared down by Freddy. The memory was very crisp and clear, and he had no trouble hearing the words being uttered behind the door, as it was shut in his face. 'Traitor'...

Before he had a chance to absorb any of it, he whirled again. Suddenly a very strong arm grabbed him around the throat from behind. It felt very real and Todd was scared out of his wits. A deep rasping voice growled in his ear while cutting off his air supply:

“Time to forget, little toad...”

Everything went dark and then he was suddenly staring at the ceiling of Xavier's office. The hands on either side of his head withdrew and Todd promptly rolled off the couch and vomited on the floor.

“Todd! Are you ok?”

Kurt's hands were on his back, gently rubbing and stroking, while Todd emptied his stomach on the expensive carpet.

“Professor couldn't ve have vaited vith this until tomorrow? He is obviously not recovered yet!”

Xavier's voice was concerned but serious.

“I'm sorry Todd, but we are running out of time. I had to know now if you knew anything we could use.”

Coughing and spluttering Todd sat back on his toes and wiped his mouth with the tissue Kurt handed him.

“So... was it worth it?

Xavier let his fingertips meet in his typical thoughtful manner.

“I'd say so yes. Your memories has confirmed a suspicion of mine. Thank you for your help Todd.”

Todd nodded and breathed deeply for a few minutes, before looking at Xavier again.

“I've done my part. Now you do yours.”

Xavier smiled and nodded.

“I will admit that I still had hopes that you would stay with us, but I honor my promises. I have arranged for a safe house for you, along with a few other mutants. Jean has agreed to take you there secretly in the jet when she gets back in two days. In the meantime you are welcome to stay in the mansion and relax. I'm sure Kurt will gladly keep you company.”

Todd felt his breath hitch in his throat. How much had Xavier seen in his head? Was he implying something? Xavier looked completely calm however, which was more than could be said for Kurt. A sideways glance revealed to Todd that he too was watching Xavier intently, but the Professor didn't look at him, so Todd wasn't sure he noticed.

After assuring them that he would have the mess taken care of and thanking Todd again for his help, Todd and Kurt left the office, slowly making their way through the mansion. Passing the windows, Todd could see it was getting dark. How long had he been in the office? It felt like seconds, but obviously it had been a lot longer. Kurt walked next to him with his hands in his pockets, looking thoroughly dispirited.

“So... you'll be leaving on Sunday then?”

Todd bit his lip and looked out into the rainy dusk, to avoid looking at Kurt.

“Yep. That's the plan.”

He could feel Kurt's eyes on the back of his neck but refused to look. He didn't know what to do with all these feelings already and looking at Kurt would make it worse.

“There's no vay ve can convince you to stay?”

Kurt's voice was small and defeated and Todd felt guilty for no real reason. He hadn't promised anything. In fact, he thought he had made it very clear that he wasn't staying. It couldn't come as a suprise to them really.

“Nope. Not that I can see, Fuzzy.”

Boy, how he needed a cigarette. He made his way towards the front doors and heard Kurt following him a few steps behind. The rain fell heavily outside, giving everything blurred edges in the growing darkness. Still tasting the remains of his returned lunch he stuck out his long tongue to catch some rain. It was no good, but then he spotted some kind of plant with large furled leaves. The rain pooled in several places and he rinsed his mouth with the fresh water from the shallow bowls of the leaves.

Kurt stood in the doorway simply watching him. Todd lit a cigarette and didn't bother to move out of the rain. He just stood there enjoying the freshness of the water and the nicotine from his damp tobacco. It would have been nice, if the air between the two mutants hadn't suddenly turned thick as glue. The emotions stuck between them were so heavy and serious that you could cut through them with a knife.

Todd tried to ignore it, but he was so inexperienced at it, that he shuffled his feet nervously, waiting for something to break the tension. Anything. But nothing happened. Kurt just stood there looking at him so intensely that Todd finally couldn't take it anymore.

“What Fuzzy? What!? You expected me to stay? Why? Nothin' for me here but bad memories and a cause that ain't mine.”

To Todd's surprise, Kurt smiled weakly and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I know. But I'm a fool. A fool who hoped to the last that you vould change your mind.”

Todd's mouth opened and closed in the rain, while trying to think of some sort of reply to that. Eventually his wonder broke through and he gasped out:

“Why? What the Hell do I have to offer? A twisted loser with no money, low IQ and a bad attitude?!”

He had expected pity again, but Kurt simply looked slightly surprised.

“Is that really how you see yourself? Or is it vhat the vorld has made you think? Being different never meant being stupid, strange or a loser. Life is vhat you make of it.”

Suddenly Todd felt angry. Was Kurt talking down to him? How dared he?!

“Aw gimme a break Fuzzy! Do you really think freaks like us can make a difference in this fucked up world?”

“I like to think so, yes. But then again, I have alvays been a naïve, romantic idiot.”

Todd deflated at the quiet words. So that was what hung between them. Belief and lack of same. Even if Fuzzy did love him, they could never be anything permanent. The gulf between them was simply too big. Even love could never bridge a gap that wide.

But he had two days yet. Perhaps he could have just a small taste of what couldn't be in that time. No need for trust that could be broken if they knew what the game was. Two days and two people, nothing more. Even though a small voice in the back of his head told him it was a very bad idea, Todd decided he would take whatever Kurt could give in the short time he was still here. Then he would leave and hopefully he would still have his heart relatively intact. If it was just a fling, he could deal with it.

Feeling determined, he flicked away his cigarette and returned Kurt's intense look. At first they just stared at each other through the curtain of rain, but as Todd refused to look away Kurt slowly furrowed his brow in wonder. Todd moved closer, coming out of the rain as he stepped under the arch of the doorway. Dripping wet he just stood opposite Kurt, unable to make the first move, but making it clear that he was willing.

Kurt looked up at him, still with his arms crossed and brow furrowed. Todd had grown a few inches taller than Kurt in the years passed and the golden eyes looked up to his with wonder. They stood like that for several minutes. Close, but not touching, each looking for some kind of answers in the eyes of the other. The only sound was that of the heavy rain falling and nothing moved as they silently tried to say all that they felt they couldn't.

Kurt swallowed and let his arms fall to his sides. Letting his gaze drop to the ground, he reached out his hand towards Todd. Stopping before touching him, he waited. The hand was not reached out as it would be for a handshake. It was reached out as if it was waiting for another hand to close around it. Todd couldn't make the first move, but he could accept an open invitation. Slowly and carefully he wrapped his webbed fingers around the furry, blue hand between them.

Kurt's eyes fell closed as he felt it and he sighed deeply. Todd felt the hand in his own shaking slightly and he squeezed it warmly to calm it. Kurt's golden eyes opened again and their glow seemed to burn right through Todd, warming him to the core. All the love shining into him made him feel completely unworthy, but also woke the hunger always lingering in him. His never satisfied longing for love and affection. That longing he only ever admitted to himself in his darkest moments. But here it was. Impossible to contain in the face of such splendor.

He felt his heart pound as Kurt moved in slowly, stepping that last step closer until they were so close they could feel each other breathing. As his own breathing all but stopped he could feel Kurt's gaining pace and in a heart stopping moment they were simply holding it there. Last chance to turn back. Then the sweetest butterfly light kiss was placed on his lips and he felt himself to his own surprise shivering. He never knew anything could feel like that. Soft, warm lips on his own. Not moving, simply touching and connecting.

A soft hand made it's way to his shoulder and slid behind his neck, rested there, and pressed his lips just a little tighter against Kurt's. After what felt like an eternity, Kurt deepened the kiss ever so slightly and Todd felt like he was burning by the time their tongues met. His stomach fluttered and bubbled and he forgot all his thoughts of the moment before, as he felt the kiss deepen with no hint of disgust from his partner. Now there was nothing else in the world than those soft lips and warm hands. He thought he would burst if he didn't do something, so he wrapped his free arm around Kurt's waist and pulled him as close as possible, reveling in the feeling of their bodies touching.

Suddenly he was so needy and desperate for more that he deepened the kiss roughly, and pressed himself tightly against Kurt. He furiously kissed that inviting mouth, until it suddenly pulled away, leaving him gasping and feeling empty.

“Slow down Todd. There's no rush.”

At that moment Todd had to disagree.

“But... I want...I need...”

Kurt smiled lovingly and stroked his hair gently.

“I know. Me too. But I vant to enjoy it for as long as possible.”

Todd burned with his rapidly building desire and he wanted nothing else but to satisfy that desire right here and now.

“But... can't we just...”

Kurt's eyes suddenly flashed with determination and he looked sternly at Todd.

“Nein. Ve can't 'just'. If ve do this, ve do it right.”

Cooling down just enough to regain some of his senses, Todd nodded and breathed deeply a few times to get control of himself. Kurt kissed him gently again and after a second of hot air pressing in on him from all sides, Todd found that they were in Kurt's room.

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Chapter 11

Suddenly Todd was nervous. He had never been with anyone who actually mattered. Nobody he cared about screwing up with. But he really liked Kurt and felt almost sick at the thought of hurting him. He cleared his throat and looked at his toes to conceal his unease. Noticing the puddle of water forming at his feet, Kurt fetched a towel and gently started drying off his face and slowly helped him undress.

Not knowing how to react, Todd simply stood still and found himself shivering, more from the pleasure of Kurt's touches than his cold, wet clothes. Nobody had ever done things like this for Todd. Nobody had ever cared for him like Kurt did, nobody had ever stopped every now and then, just to kiss him or stroke his cheek. It was an unreal experience for Todd and he was completely at a loss to figure out how to proceed.

His few previous, casual encounters were no help as they had been drunk, needy and straight to the point. The only skill Todd ever believed he had in that respect was to get himself and his partner off as fast as possible, and he knew very well that this night other skills would be needed. Skills he didn't have.

“So....uhm... Kurt.... how many times have you done this?”

He was slightly embarrassed at the way his voice quivered and Kurt's name sounded strange in his mouth. Kurt didn't seem to notice though.

“Vell... never actually... not vith a man anyvay.”

Todd froze with surprise and also with pleasure as Kurt chose that moment to lean in and gently suck on his neck. That felt good.... too good. The fur on Kurt's face didn't feel like a beard at all like Todd had thought. It felt like being stroked with silk or tickled with downy feathers. Shivering, he lost his trail of thought for a second.

“O...k... so how do we do this?”

Oh Hell, that sounded stupid. Kurt let out a muffled giggle against his neck and even that felt wonderful. But he still felt he needed to save face somehow, so he tried some bravado.

“What'll it be Fuzzy? Top or bottom?”

Kurt let go of his neck and looked at him strangely.

“Does it matter?”

Todd felt still more stupid and suddenly also very exposed as he realized he was now only wearing boxers and Kurt was still fully clothed. Swallowing hard he tried his best to look like he wasn't as nervous as he felt.

“Guess not. We'll have to play it by ear then.”

To his surprise, Kurt blushed. So much so in fact that it was clearly visible as darker blue areas under his fur, even in the dim lighting of the dark room. Todd frowned and it took him a few seconds to figure out why. Noticing Kurt glancing down he caught on. Despite his unease and nervousness, Todd had a raging hard-on, very obvious through his thin, damp boxers and it was here Kurt kept looking. Todd felt himself blush too and suddenly longed for something to shift the focus, because he didn't know how.

Thankfully Kurt took the first step again, by slowly beginning to undo the uniform he always wore. Kurt took his time in peeling off the fabric, and avoided Todd's eyes. Todd was shocked at his own reaction. His breath hitched as more and more of Kurt was revealed, and he gasped when he finally exhaled. His eyes were glued to the slender form in front of him and he felt fit to burst with lust when Kurt was down to his underwear at last. The three-fingered hands shook and it finally came home to Todd that Kurt must be just as nervous as he was.

For a few long moments they simply stood opposite each other, unsure of how to proceed. Kurt seemed afraid to look at Todd, who on his part had trouble keeping his eyes off Kurt. As nervous as he was he couldn't help but be intrigued by the strangeness in front of him, that was somehow so beautiful at the same time. The fur was tussled by the removal of the clothes, but still the sheen of it was obvious, even in the dim light. Without really thinking about it, Todd reached out to touch it.

Kurt flinched at the first touch but he didn't move away, and Todd, who had hardly even noticed the flinch, very carefully stroked the fur from the middle of the chest to the navel with the hairs, and then up again against them. A whimpering sound escaped Kurt and he shivered violently as the hand reached his chest again. Todd looked up to make sure Kurt was alright and was reassured by the closed eyes and shallow breathing of his blue partner. He was fascinated by the texture and felt goosebumps erupt all over his skin from the softness and unique feeling of the blue hairs against his smooth hand.

The fur was longer on the chest and Todd grabbed a fistful and tugged it gently, testing the feel of it. Kurt moaned and his golden eyes flew open. Todd met his gaze and was slightly shocked to find Kurt's eyes burning with a lust easily matching his own. With a choked sound Kurt gave in and flung himself at Todd, who stumbled from the force of it, but returned the attentions eagerly. Kissing fiercely and rubbing against each other, they both forgot all insecurities and doubts. Kurt's claw like nails drew delicious red trails all over Todd's back and he moaned as the sharp canines of his demon lover scratched his neck and shoulder. His own webbed hands wove through the fur and hair, and pulled the most exquisite sounds from Kurt.

Hearing that his ministrations were so well received Todd felt much more confident and let himself tug, rub and nibble every bit of Kurt he could reach. Licking over the pointed ears made Kurt whimper loudly and Todd made a mental note of getting back to those later. Meanwhile Kurt was fumbling with that last piece of frustrating clothing on Todd and it took their joint efforts before they were both gloriously naked.

The short separation of their bodies to remove the clothes was pure agony and with cries of intense pleasure they met again, desperately grinding their bodies together and closing even the smallest gap between them in their close embrace.

Todd felt almost high from the assault on his senses. Being sober and fully alert was certainly an advantage and he was bombarded with the most delicious sensations everywhere. Not just in his needy groin, but every spot their bodies touched burned with pleasure. Oh boy. Todd never knew anyone could feel so soft and yet so hard at the same time. The fur felt electric against him and the hard muscles under the skin flexed and coiled with every frantic movement.

He couldn't get enough of the kisses. Even though he broke off now and then to nibble Kurt's jaw or lick his ear, he always quickly went back to those soft lips. When he finally found someone who wasn't grossed out about his tongue or the slime, he was certainly not going to let the opportunity pass him by. And it was bliss. Completely without comparison to anything he had ever felt before. Even the very intimate touch of their erections was nothing to Todd, compared to the playful wrestling of their eager lips and tongues.

Kurt didn't seem to hold back at all anymore and explored every inch of Todd's mouth. He sucked on the extendible tongue and seemed fascinated at how flexible it was, even in it's drawn in state. Todd had always been embarrassed about his tongue and for a moment felt very insecure at Kurt's persistent exploration of it. But it felt so good... And then, hardly aware of what he was doing, he slowly extended his tongue into that soft mouth on his own and let it roam. Kurt froze but didn't move away. He simply stood stock still in their close embrace, while Todd was in his own little world of tasting and touching.

He accidentally bumped Kurt's uvula, making him gag and suddenly he realized what he was doing. He pulled back and broke the kiss, stammering his excuses.

“Aw shit I'm sorry Fuzzy, I didn't mean to do that, I'm really sorry...”

Soft blue lips broke off his rambling and it took only seconds for Todd to get the message and realize that he'd done nothing at all wrong.

Feeling how his need bubbled and intensified, Todd couldn't wait any longer and moved them both towards the bed behind Kurt. Catching on, Kurt let himself fall backwards and moaned as Todd laid himself on top and pressed him down on the mattress. Todd's urgent desires made him rub himself tightly against Kurt's deliciously furred thighs, slipping between and nudging that little pleasurable knot nestled there. Kurt hissed and his previously closed eyes flew open again, uncertainty suddenly revealed in his glazed, but glowing eyes.

Todd stopped moving, afraid he had caused pain, and searched Kurt's face for signs of discomfort. He found none. Only the sudden hesitation from Kurt made Todd pause and wonder if he'd done something wrong somehow. After swallowing forcefully a few times, Kurt finally spoke in a breathy voice.

“Have... have you ever done this before?”

Todd frowned. He wasn't sure the answer was what Kurt wanted to hear. But he still tried to be honest, without being too blunt.

“Uhm.. yeah... a few times.”

Seeing Kurt's face change at top speed to one of surprise, Todd couldn't help grinning.

“Why? You wanna be on top?”

Kurt licked his lips and looked flustered.

“Nein, I mean... uhm... it's just...”

“Your first time... right...”

The passion dwindled in the sudden awkwardness of the situation and for a few minutes they simply lay together, gently stroking and kissing. Todd wracked his brain trying to figure out how to make this work. He'd never considered himself much of a lover, and suddenly faced with a virgin – or as good as one - he felt very unsure. He was usually the one being taken and this new role of being the experienced one was rather unsettling. If only Kurt could be the giver. Then Todd would know his role. And then suddenly it struck him. Why not? Who's to say they couldn't turn things around? There were no rules for this after all.

His own first time had been.... well it was certainly nothing he would want to repeat. Ever. Nobody deserved that. The vague memory of his first time brought something else to mind. He'd never cared one bit about protection. Never saw the point when he was living day by day anyway. But Kurt... he really didn't want to pass something ugly on to him. He felt himself blush hotly. He was never one much for bed talk. How the hell did you ask for something like that? Unwilling to face his partner for the question he had to ask, he settled for talking into the shoulder he was busy nuzzling.

“Uhm... Fuz... uh... Kurt?”

“Mmm hmm?”

Keeping his face buried at Kurt's neck, he blushed hotly while trying to phrase it.

“Got some... I mean... any...”

Shit. He was never this tongue tied. Why was he so nervous? Kurt only vaguely responded, obviously sufficiently distracted to not really catch the question.

“Hmm?”

Damn it.

“Shit... any... protection?”

He mouthed the word clearly to avoid saying it again at all costs. Kurt was absorbed in the caresses to his neck and shoulder and it took a while for him to respond, making Todd's stomach twist with worry that he had to repeat the question.

“Ja... I have some... but I don't care...”

This made Todd stop what he was doing and pull away, so he could look Kurt in the eye. He had to get this across somehow. Fighting his blush and his urge to look away, he locked his eyes with Kurt's.

“You should care. I ain't kiddin'.”

Kurt frowned, but apparently understood that this was important to Todd.

“Alright. Under the bed.”

Diving under and fishing out a few 'essentials', Todd got back to business at top speed. Determined to cut the chatter and get somewhere as soon as possible, he assaulted Kurt by kiss and touch, and the response was very positive. With one last thought to the plan of going slow, he dove down and showed Kurt a few other things he could do with his tongue.

Finally he was in his element. Finally something he was good at. Kurt mewled like a cat at the intense sensations produced by that impossibly long tongue and it was only a matter of a few minutes before he forced Todd off, to avoid ending it all very fast. Through his glazed eyes he saw Todd reaching out for the rubber and lube, and prepared himself to be taken. He felt more ready than he ever had and was only very mildly concerned about the expected pain.

He was deeply surprised however when Todd put the rubber on Kurt instead and straddled him before he could utter any protest. With an ease that only comes with practise Todd quickly applied some lube and slid down over Kurt steadily. Whatever objections Kurt had wanted to present were immediately banished from his mind in the haze of pleasure suddenly crashing down on him. He threw his head back and moaned out his defeat. Todd only grunted once at the slight pain, and then began a merciless ride, bringing them both to dizzying heights of pleasure in no time.

Loving the sounds coming from Kurt, Todd pushed himself to the limit and tried to hold on longer. Kurt however was too close to the edge and frantically pulled Todd down for a kiss, while his tail wound tightly around Todd's neglected arousal. The combination of those wonderful kisses and the maddening delight of pressure to his more sensitive place sent Todd suddenly tumbling over the edge, climaxing violently, moaning into that soft mouth on his. Kurt was right behind him on the edge and followed him over with a mewling whimper that only fuelled the pleasure of the climax.

Rocking and whimpering they clung to each other, riding the wave until it eventually died out.

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Onwards.