fic: Pryde & Wisdom: Destiny Can be so Hard, so Kick it in the Balls, PG13/R

[lyssie]

disclaimer: not mine
rating: er, Rish? sexual situations, language, but nothing explicit
pairing: Kitty Pryde/Pete Wisdom
set: semi-current canon, not long after the Wisdom LS.
length: barely 1000 (I was trying for a drabble...)
notes: for ladielazarus. All mistakes are my own. For those eying the title and going "wut", I loathe titles

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[lyssie]

This was a mistake. Kitty thinks it, but doesn't voice it. If she turns her head, she'll see Pete's shoulder, a little further and she'll see the scratches she laid into his side when he was particularly obtuse.

It had been interesting, both of them different now, and yet the same. Re-learning each other, discovering what didn't work anymore--Kitty wonders if that's a bad thing.

But the sex had still been fantastic, that first orgasm making her see stars (though it might have been her head slamming into the headboard that did it), Pete smug as he kissed his way across her chest again.

She feels no shame in the satisfaction she gets, turning her head and seeing where her teeth left a mark in his shoulder.

Maybe when she's no longer here, back in the real world, she'll blush a little at the passion that made it feel right to bite down on him as he thrust deeper.

There are finger marks on her hips, and a bruise on one shoulder when she shifted too early and he slammed her up against the headboard.

Kitty can't help the satisfied little sound she makes when she stretches, feeling the strain her muscles and body.

This was a mistake, and she knows it, even with the post-orgasmic languour making her want to sleep.

It's something she'll have to deal with in the morning.