Kitty stared at the vaguely familiar space, her bag still in her hand. Although she'd been at the Xavier school for the majority of her life, she still felt estranged to the energy that manifested itself in the space. What she thought her life had been before this point was something altogether different from what she was expecting to experience now.
With a frown, Kat slung her bag in the corner before swan diving onto her old stiff bed. This was the last place she wanted to be, but with the stakes as high as they'd become, she wouldn't dare risk leaving Illyana's side, even if that meant putting whatever it was they had on hold.
However, facing Colossus wasn't something she was ready to deal with either, especially now that Magik had returned. She had far too much to say to him, and with those words came the possibility of losing her newfound romance with the best friend Kitty thought she'd lost forever, which yet again, a price she wasn't willing to pay.
Groaning, Kitty threw a pillow over her face, using the fluff to muffle her frustrations. Although it had been hours since her last encounter with Illyana, the tremors of the time they spent together could still be felt, like aftershocks from an earthquake.
Kat had been aware of these sensations since she left her tiny apartment in Chicago and they seemed nowhere near dissipation. With her eyes closed, she felt more aware than ever, the visions of an aroused Illyana haunting her like blissful little nightmares; dreams that made Kitty never want to open her eyes for fear of losing what still plagued her.
Slipping her lower lip between her teeth, Kat allowed her hand to run across the center of torso, her touch softer as if to mimic that of Magik's. It wasn't the same, but as Kitty squeezed her eyes closed she did her best to fall away from the world and back to that moment.
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Illyana settled in alright, bag unpacked in the dresser and her gear stored in the corner. Flopping down on her bed she sighed deeply. burying her face in the nearby pillow. Everything always followed her from Limbo. No matter what she did, it was a curse that apparently couldn’t be lifted.
 Magik found her thoughts drifting to Kitty, remembering the tense moments before their interruption. She’d practically run away from Kitty as soon as they arrived and now she was kicking herself for the childish reaction.
 Maybe visiting her wouldn’t be a bad idea? It wasn’t like being her would change how Kitty felt about her. Surely she wouldn’t mind a quick visit? Magik stood up and quickly creating a portal, jumping straight to Kitty’s room, not wanting to run into anyone in the hall by walking.
 “Well… I guess you don’t need me afterall…” Illyana giggled coyly as she approached Kat’s bed. “Please… don’t let me stop you now…” Her voice came out in a purr as she slinked her way over to the bed, desire obviously present in her eyes.
 Kitty had only just undone the fly of her jeans, the tips of her fingers barely grazing the lace at the top of her underwear when she heard the sound of Illyana’s voice. If she hadn’t known better, she would have thought her mind had conjured the sultry tones up all on it’s own, but all too soon Kitty came to the correct conclusion, her body rigid from the shock and embarrassment of being caught as her eyes snapped open.
 “Oh my god...” She gurgled, forcing herself to sit upright on the mattress. “I- I thought Poitr was getting you situated. One minute I was being bombarded with questions and welcome backs and the next you were gone. I- and I was a little tense from the way we left things so I...”
 Kitty attempted to rattle off an explanation, her voice hoarse from the cloud of lust she’d just been immersed in; her skin a bright red scarlet letter she couldn’t hide.
 Illyana laughed at the rambling girl laid out in front of her. “Mh-hmm.” Magik was now on the edge of the bed, slowly crawling up towards Kitty. In seconds she was now straddling the smaller woman, one hand on either side of Kat’s body.
 “You’re cute when you blush.” Illyana dropped a soft kiss to the nape of Kitty’s neck, biting gently before meeting the other woman’s gaze again. “This all feels kind of dirty doesn’t it? Here in your old room, takes me back to when we’d spend the nights curled up, just the two of us, watching old movies and spooning… If I knew then what I know now…” Illyana let one hand slide up Kitty’s side, taking the fabric of her shirt with it. Before she could follow her fingertips with her lips, there was a knock on the door, so Illyana jumped up, sighing with frustration.
 “Coming…” The irony in that simple word did not escape her. Illyana opened the door to reveal Kurt, night crawler, standing there, arm full of sweets, popcorn and a DVD. “Oh… Magik, I didn’t know you were here…”
 He moved into the room without another word, walking over to Kitty who had barely pulled herself together in time. “I figured we had some catching up to do yes?”
 Kitty was already halfway phased through the bed by the time Kurt had made his way to it. It took every ounce of the brunette not to scream and throw him straight out of her room, but this had been a hard time on him as well, and although she knew exactly what she wanted to be doing with her time, Kat was also aware that Kurt didn’t take rejection too lightly especially since she’d become the closest friend he had before she up and left the academy.
 “You alright there, Kätzchen? You look a little.... piqued.”
 Forcing herself back onto the surface of the tousled comforter, Kitty smiled back at Nightcrawler, pushing herself from the bed as her eyes met Ilyana’s. With them she pleaded, begged the woman to stay, even if just to steal a few snuggles in the dark.
 “Absolutely. Chicago did me some good. Better than ever, actually.” Kitty quipped, forcing herself to turn back toward her blue friend who seemed far too pleased by his DVD selection; his mouth already full of twizzlers.
 “Illyana, care to stay and check out whatever bland film noir Kurt has picked out for us this evening?” Kitty asked, her voice slightly shaky as she took another step closer to the blonde.
 “Hey! Spellbound is a classic!” Kurt screeched from the bed, his eyes slits as he crossed his arms haughtily over his chest.
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“Sure… just like old times.” Illyana threw an arm over each of them and smiled. If playing along with all of this meant she could be close to Kitty, then she’d do it. No matter how frustrated it would make her. They group slid onto the couch, popping in the old film as Illyana tugged a blanket over her and Kitty, Kurt already too focused on the movie to even notice, besides, he had not reason to believe anything more than friendship existed between them.
 It took all of 2 minutes for Illyana’s hand to begin tracing patterns on the tops of Kitty’s thighs, smiling as the girl’s breath hitched a few times. She’d never do anything to make Kat uncomfortable, but a tiny bit of teasing was harmless right? Fingertips ghosted across the woman’s stomach, the blonde digging her nails in slightly across the exposed skin. “You’re so fucking hot…” Illyana whispered into Kitty’s ear at just the right moment in the movie so that the sound would cover her voice.
Kitty bit down on her lower lip in a vain attempt to stop the smile from spreading across her cheeks. She was thankful Illyana stayed, and although she would have been much happier alone with the woman, sneaking was turning out to be fun, and awfully sexy.
 Grabbing the thick duvet, Kitty pulled it closer to her chest in order to readjust; her leg slipping over Magik's. The familiar  heat had crept through her body making Kat feel a little more like her feline counter part as she slinked down lower on the couch. She was tempting Magik, bating the woman to take matters into her own hands.
 To say she was turned on was an understatement. The tightening happening between Kitty's hips was almost too much to handle, but she didn't want to stop, circumstances be damned. Instead she ran her fingertips over the top of Magik's palm, guiding it farther toward the inside of her thigh.
Part of Illyana felt bad about the situation they had put themselves in, simply because their good friend Kurt was completely oblivious. But what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him… right?” Magik’s fingernails dug into the soft skin on Kitty’s upper thigh, edging closer to the apex of her legs. Kitty wasn’t the quiet type, so of course, Illyana wondered how long she could hold it in to avoid discovery.
 Her hand moved up past Kat’s warm center to grip the woman’s hips, massaging the soft muscle there. Her eyes remained trained on the screen, trying to hide any signs on her face that could give their game away. Slipping her fingertips under the fabric of Kitty’s pants, Illyana toyed with the soft hair that covered the wetness Magik was sure she’d find. She’d never touched Kitty, and this wasn’t really where she wanted it to happen, but who said she needed to touch her to make this entertaining. Her fingertips danced along the crease of where her legs met her core, dangerously close to the woman’s outer lips, but not close enough to satisfy the desire building up inside of the brunette.
 “I’m really glad you’re both back...  I missed you two far too much.” Kurt smiled, glancing towards the girls, causing Illyana’s hand to come to a halt.
 “I missed you too Kurt, Limbo just wasn’t the same without you.” She winked at him, hoping he’d turn his attention back to the screen.
It took every ounce of Kitty not to moan, or to straddle Illyana right there on the couch, but as luck would have it, they were no longer in her apartment in Chicago, and they weren't alone.
 Illyana's hands moved with a precision and tenacity that Kitty hadn't expected. She was delicate with her, deliciously so in a way that made Kat pant in anticipation.
 Kurt's voice broke through the thick haze that surrounded Kitty, her eyes wide as she turned to face him. For a brief moment she forgot all about her friend nand the fact that they were in the same room together, much less on the same couch.
 "I missed you too Kurt, it really has been too long. But we will be here for awhile... Plenty of time to catch up."
 These weren't the normal comments Kitty made to Nightcrawler, but she was far to preoccupied to attempt true conversation. With fingers crossed, she watched as his brow furrowed for a moment then relax as he turned his head slowly back toward the tv screen.
The minute Kurt’s attention was redirected, Illyana’s hand continued it’s torture, ghosting over the very place Kat wanted to be touched. As much as it was driving Kitty crazy, Illyana couldn’t help but feel the fire build in the pit of her stomach. She wanted to badly to feel Kat, to taste her even, but now was not the time and place, so when the credits began rolling, Illyana slipped her hand out of Kat’s underwear and tried to pretend like nothing ever happened. Good thing Kurt wasn’t a telepath.
 “Alright! I’ll let you two ladies get back to your evening. The professor wants to see you both bright and early at 7 in the danger room.” Kurt hugged both of them tightly and popped right out of the room.
 The tension sat in the air between them for a moment before Magik turned towards Kitty and pressed her lips hard against her best friend’s. The blanket fell to the floor as Magik moved to straddle the brunette. “That… was torture….” Illyana’s hands were roamed over Kitty’s body, tracing the curve of her breast over the thin shirt her best friend wore.
Kurt was gone in a whirlwind, leaving Kitty and Illyana to their own devices. In an instant Kitty found herself compromised, her blonde best friend now on top of her as if to claim her reward for being so patient.
 Magik was beautiful and dangerous hovering over Kat the way she was. In an instant Kitty’s libedo shifted to overdrive, her hands taking on a mind of their own as they tangled themselves in the thick gold strands of hair at the nape of Illyana’s neck.
 “You’re tellin’ me...” It was the most Kitty could muster as her back arched, forcing her breast fully into Illyana’s palm. The pressure left Kat breathless, her mouth hungry to find Magik’s before she moaned loud enough for the entire west wing of the academy to hear. She found it quickly, her tongue diving past Illyana’s lips to find it’s mate, the growl in her throat finally making it’s muffled escape.
 “I need to lock the door.” Kitty whined, her voice hoarse as she tore her lips away from Illyana’s for a brief moment. “I’m so fucking tired of getting interrupted. If it happens again, I may very well come completely undone.”
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Illyana nuzzled into the nape of kitty’s neck, inhaling her scent as a way to calm her excited nerves. “Maybe it’s a sign?” she whispered, placing a few soft kisses across the other woman’s bare skin. “You know… we were supposed to take things slow…” Magik eased off of Kitty, still staying snuggled up to her. “As much as I want to rip all of your clothes off and have my way with you, the universe seems to have other plans, Katya…”
 It was frustrating to say the least, but they shouldn’t let their desires get the best of them. There would be time to give in later… wouldn’t there be? Illyana splayed her hand out across Kitty’s stomach, smiling softly as she felt the rise and fall with each intake of breath. “This is going to be hard to keep secret… especially since I can’t keep my hands off you…” Illyana nibbled lightly at her ear. “But I don’t want everyone in our business yet, we have enough to worry about than being the center of the Academy gossip mill.”
 If Illyana’s touch was capable of driving Kitty mad, then she was over the brink and falling, not sure if she’d ever be able to make it out alive; but as quickly as the feeling pulsed through her veins, it was gone, replaced by a longing that made the brunette grit her teeth in frustration.
 Illyana was right though. To give herself up so quickly could cause far too many troubles in the future is she wasn’t careful, and although the prospect of sleeping with Illyana was mind blowing, it could turn out disastrous for the both of them if anyone in the academy were to find out.
 “I wish you weren’t right.” Kitty huffed, her lower lip trembling slightly. Quickly, she sucked it in between her teeth, forcing her anger back as not to get the best of her. “But when will the best time be?” Kitty questioned, her gaze finally moving from the hand tracing lacey lines over her t-shirt to the startling blue eyes that stared back at her with the same longing she felt.
The right time…. that sort of thing didn’t really exist in their world did it? There was always something, whether it was a mission with the X-Men, the next apocalypse or simply people interrupting them by forgetting to knock. Illyana reached over tucking a strand of Kitty’s hair behind her ear, allowing her fingertips to ghost down the other woman’s cheek.
 “Let’s deal with Belasco… the immediate danger, then once things have settled down I won’t mind yelling it from the rooftops.” Illyana would shout it out for the whole academy to hear right now if her brother wasn’t down at the other end of the hall. “I just worry that something like this would distract a certain angry metal russian, and I don’t want to do anything to put him or anyone else in more danger…”
 Magik sighed, shifting next to Kitty to look up at her ceiling. “That sounds horrible doesn’t it? Keep you hidden just because I don’t want to hurt Piotr… Why did you have to date him huh?” She joked, playfully elbowing Kat. “He still loves you...you know? That makes this so much more complicated…”
 "It may make things complicated, but he put himself in this predicament. I have to say that I'm glad he did though, or else this... Us... Might have never transpired. I would have hated myself for squandering what we have now, and if it wasn't for Piotr, there may not have been a you and me."
 Kat let her own words sink in for a moment, knowing full well that she wasn't telling the whole truth. She knew deep down that her relationship with Illyana had nothing to do with chance, but instead with fate. If it hadn't happened in this life, it would have in the next. The soulsword was proof of that, but in order to keep herself sane, Kitty knew that she needed keep her feelings close to the surface or else she risked them taking her to the depths, drowning her until Illyana was the only thing that remained.
 "Belasco needs to be our number one concern, just as it needs to be your brother's number one concern. Speaking of which, how do you suppose he survived? How did you? Maybe your resurrection and his have something to do with one another, which makes me wonder, is killing him really the brightest idea?"
 “Remind me to thank him later then?” Illyana laughed. Even though this wasn’t really a laughing matter. Piotr may have fucked up things with Kitty on his own, but that didn’t mean he still didn’t care for her, and he was still her brother. Magik silently wished that she had told Kitty of her feelings before she passed. Then it would’ve been before Piotr and maybe things could’ve been different? But time travel only messed the universe up beyond repair, so this was their reality. No take backs.
 “I think… there would’ve always been a you and me in some way, shape or form. Be it friends, lovers, sisters… it’s just who we are, I think.” She may have been an all powerful sorceress, but that didn’t mean she knew the answers to everything.
 “So mums the word until Belasco is defeated… and to be honest, I’m not sure how he survived. He wasn’t in Limbo… or if he was, I never knew. His presence was never felt once by me or … well or others.” By the other Kitty didn’t really sound like a way to finish that sentence yet.
 “We are not tied… something else kept him alive after I drove the soulsword through his heart… If we can figure out how he came back from that, maybe it will lead us to answering the question about to make sure it never happens again.” Illyana stood up, reaching a hand out to Kitty.
“Time to get you to bed, Katya.”
The word 'bed' made Kitty more tired than she cared to be. She'd been up far too long, and with the events that pushed them closer to the edge of the day, she knew she would be going to bed with too much on her mind.
 "i guess we will find out more once we talk to the professor." Kitty huffed, allowing herself to be pulled from the couch by her best friend, the frustration so thick in the air that it could be cut with a knife. "Just promise me you won't go hunting for him on your own, okay? You know how much I worry now as it is..."
 Kat let her words trail off as she pushed her jeans to the floor, not bothering with pants for the rest of the night. She was too exhausted for them anyway. Instead, she crawled into bed, flinging her bra to the floor as she slipped under the cool cotton sheets.
 "So, I couldn't talk you into staying the night, could I?" Kitty questioned, her eyes purposfully round as she patted the extra room next to her on the bed.
 Illyana sighed and pulled the covers over Kat. “I won’t go anywhere without you… except to bed… for tonight. Because if I get in that bed right now, we can throw moving slow out the window.” Magik leaned over the other woman and placed a kiss to her lips, moaning slightly.
 “Mmm… you are a hard one to leave, Katherine Pryde. Sweet dreams.” She kissed her once more before creating a stepping disc under her feet and vanishing before she could second guess herself. A few more minutes in the room with Kat and she would’ve crawled right under those covers.
