#nightcreeper

(The heart of the operation is not to appear as someone who wants to meddle with the rich kids, but, as someone who you can spill your secrets without a care...because that person is not that important)

"Uhm, Logan mentioned something about Lady Penelope liking yellow" her eyes scrutiny tightly the yellow dresses. "Not sure if it would serve me well, better go with a more neutral shade"

A smirk forms her lips as she spots a green dress. Not shade she was thinking, yet the dress works fine for her plans. "Of course...is an expensive dress, fuck!"

As she´s on the line to pay for the dress- already thinking what she´ll do with such an expensive dress once it lived its usefulness-the ceiling glass clash as the maniacal laughter of Nightcreeper can be heard. The cashier couldn´t care less. So does Kitty.

Once she paid for the dress and safely put it in a box-yes, the boutique has a special way to wrap a dress in a box without wrinkling, maybe, is magic after all- Kitty turns around to see Nightcreeper being a lunatic, as usual.

"Hey, Creepy!" Kitty states calmly and nonchalantly at once. The fact the green being comes forward to her and swirl her around as if she´s a ragged doll didn´t phase her in the slightest.

“I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I’m going crazy. It’s because I love you. Creepy sings songs as his voice is terrible for such pop melody. To be fair, Kitty was not a fan of the original version of this son either.

"Put me down, Creepy. What are you doing?" Kitty asked bemused.

"I was in the neighborhood and saw you cross by. Why you buy such expensive dresses?"

"Because I´m going with a bang"

"Nice"

"Creepy, puts me down" she demands and the green lunatic obeys. "Now, tell me...Did you saw Ryder around here? Cause I saw him and boy...he looks as if he´s doing some shady things...like, you know, stalking" and winks at Nightcreeper who is too insane to notice.

"Nope, no stalking"

"Well, you should go and help the city against Crookes" Kitty suggested. Nightcreeper pouts but obeys.

Later, much later, Kitty calls Kurt Ryder and makes a very interesting conversation starts.

"Hey, I was stalked by Nightcreeper, again. I know you don´t believe him, is ok. This city is crazy enough to have more than one lunatic" Kitty pauses dramatically. "He told me you´re stalking me...now, I didn´t believe him, after all, I know you. However, he mentioned how a certain car was parked in the street Langdon...funny enough, it is your car"

Silence on the other line.

"It means...someone stole your car, Kurt Ryder"

"Yes, that´s what happened. I´m just reported this to the police" Kurt promised.

"Good, let´s hope the Creepy doesn´t steal cars anymore. I´m sure he has good intentions...but, Creepy needs to tone down his inner reporter" she chuckles. "good night, Kurt Ryder. See you at the party tomorrow"

"Of course"

White light flooded Kitty’s vision as her body seized and came.  Her muscles tensed, her inner walls clamping down on the cock thrusting inside her while her limbs pulled her lover as close as possible.  As the waves of pleasure died down, her eyes closed and her muscles went limp.  Her right slipped away from the scratches she’d made down her partner’s back and in her left something papery crinkled. 

Her hips shifted and she realized that the older man was still hard inside her.  Odd, Ryder usually was on a hair trigger and rarely lasted longer than she did, sometimes coming before her.  He made up for it by having an insanely fast recovery time.  Either he was learning to restrain himself or he’d come back up while she was still recovering.  “You don’t have to hold back for me,” she breathed.

A short pause, then wild laughter filled the air.  Familiar laughter.

Kitty’s eyes popped open.  The familiar features of Kurt Ryder loomed over her.  Or were they?  Even as she watched, blue eyes changed to yellow between one blink and another, and as his lips spread in an insane grin she saw his teeth elongate and sharpen.  His skin was still pale but was beginning to turn sallow and greenish.  Even his hair, normally loose black curls, was turning a verdant shade.    He leaned down to peck her on the nose.  “Uberraschung!”

For a brief moment, she froze in panic.  When she’d agreed to start dating Ryder, she hadn’t expected to bring Nightcreeper into the equation!  But after a few seconds, she forced her muscles to unwind.  This wasn’t Department K.  If things got out of hand, she could phase through the bed and the floor and call Logan or Jubilee to pick her up.  And she didn’t really object to the idea of sleeping with Nightcreeper.  She’d turned him down when he’d asked her, but only because she had already said yes to Ryder.  This would, perhaps, be her only chance to indulge her curiosity over the path not taken.

As if waiting for a signal, Nightcreeper slipped his arm behind her back and pulled her up as soon as she relaxed.  The sudden change in position surprised her, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist and dig her nails into his shoulder to keep her balance.  That drove his cock even deeper into her body and brought her front up against his chest.  From there, she could feel smooth skin be replaced by velvety fur.  The change in texture stimulated her nipples and her clit and she found herself gasping in arousal again. 

She saw his mouth open to let out those bone-breaking chortles again.  “Shut up!”  She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down, slamming her lips over his own to swallow the manic roars that characterized the vigilante.  Kitty had no idea how Kurt had managed to conceal his identity from his neighbors but she wasn’t going to be the reason he had to change locations.

Despite that, she could feel the rumble of amusement in his chest, but he didn’t fight her, instead adjusting her legs so that she was kneeling over his own.  He gripped her hips and set up a fast pace, the movement rubbing her nipples and clit into the green fur that spontaneously grew.  So distracted by the sensation, she barely noticed something else joining in until she felt it poking another lower orifice.

She froze up again.  She and Ryder had tried pegging before and while she hadn’t hated it, it hadn’t done much for her either.  Still, Kitty couldn’t know what the differences between Kurt and Nightcreeper were.  So she took a deep breath, tensed and then relaxed, allowing...  it must have been his tail to slip into her other opening.  For all his mania, he was actually pretty careful, slowing down his thrusts and slowly pushing in, allowing her to adjust.  Sharp teeth pricked her neck in distraction, and he only started thrusting in earnest once she had relaxed again.

The sensation was actually quite different and left her moaning.  With both her holes filled, there was a feeling of pressure and fullness that had been missing in her prior experience.  The fur rubbed against her nipples and clit, sending electricity throughout her body.  She found herself clinging to her lover, her thighs squeezing him closer and her nails digging into invulnerable flesh.  “You like that, do you?”  Kitty bit down on Nightcreeper’s lower lip to silence the madman, and yanked on his shoulder-length hair, smothering the peals of laughter that threatened to disturb the neighbors and break her eardrums.

The additional stimulation had her coming even faster than her first orgasm.  As her cunt seized around her lover, she felt Nightcreeper swell, then flood her cervix.  Kitty spent a few minutes trying to get her breath back after the rush.  Then she felt more than heard Nightcreeper chuckle.  “Aw, did I tire you out too much, liebchen?”

The blonde lifted her head to glare at him.  The transformation was complete, the man’s eyes as gold as old coins, his ears and fangs needle-sharp and covered with green fur the same shade as new grass.  Based on the giggling, her bedroom eyes probably didn’t do much to improve the intimidation factor.  Exasperated, she dropped her hands from his hair to his neck and tried to strangle him.  Not that it made any difference, he just laughed louder.  “I’m not finished yet.”

“Hihihi!  Maybe this time you’ll manage to last the night!” 

She didn’t.

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Kitty woke up with her head cradled on someone’s lap.  Opening her eyes, she saw Kurt, back to his baseline human form, softly stroking her hair while he read something on his tablet.  She was sure she hadn’t made any sound to alert him, but after a few minutes he looked down at her, not at all surprised she was awake.  “Hey.”

“Hey,” he whispered back.

She cleared her throat.  “I don’t suppose you could have told me you were part of the tights-and-spandex club before we started dating?”

Pale cheeks flushed red, easily seen above the black shirt he was wearing.  “That would be easier if Nightcreeper was wearing at least that much.”  Blue eyes drifted away from hers.  “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I was . . . embarrassed?  It’s one thing to admit you go out and stop crime as a vigilante in your free time.  It’s quite another to say that your alter ego all but strips naked and is one of the people on watch lists for his insanity.”

“I feel like an idiot.  I know you’re friends with Dark Claw and I even knew that you knew Logan’s, Jubilee’s and my civilian identities.  It never occurred to me that there might be another reason Logan trusted you with that information.”

“Yes, well, Dark Claw was right there when the change first happened.”  When it was clear she wasn’t pulling away, he resumed stroking her hair and put down the tablet.  “He’s also the one who makes the counteragent that keeps me stable and not laughing like a loon all the time.”

“That explains how he knows who you are.  But how did you find out about his secret identity?”

He shook his head to dismiss the question, causing his loose dark hair to fall over his shoulders and face.  “Nothing special about that, it’s just good investigative skills.”

They spent a few more minutes in silence.  But there was one question that had been nagging her that refused to be ignored any further.  “What happened last night?  You seemed fine and then suddenly you were green and fuzzy.  What triggered the transformation?”

He coughed then held his hand out to her.  In it was one of the nicotine patches he used.  “What?”

“You probably don’t remember, but you pulled that off during the first round last night.”

“This is the counteragent?”  Kurt nodded.  “Am I going to get sick?”

He snorted, “No, you’ll be fine.  That stuff is completely harmless to normal people.”

“I hadn’t realized that Dark Claw was so skilled at biochemistry.”

“His Little Lord Faulteroy act is incredibly effective.  He goes around like an airheaded bimbo.”  

She laughed a bit at that.  “Logan’s a bit too short to qualify as a bimbo.”  She pulled herself up to lean on his chest.  She raised one hand to toy with the loose ends of his dark hair.  “I haven’t forgiven you yet, but I will eventually.  In the meantime, could you tell me how you became Nightcreeper.”