'Dance With Me' Pt.IV- Things They Already Know by Kitty Wisdom () "Well? She asked, poking him in the side playfully. "Give it a minute, Pryde." He gave her a knowing smile, letting the song change before lowering himself down onto her. The song was 'Making Love (Out of Nothing at All)', but the music was one of the farthest things from Kitty's mind as Pete slowly penetrated her, his stiff manhood driving into her sensitive core. Slowly, he pulled himself away from her by just barely an inch, looked into her eyes a moment before thrusting his erection even deeper into her. His lips sought hers, almost as though a magnetic force pulled their mouths together. They gasped for breath as he broke contact to spread hungry kisses across hr jawline, neck, throat, across her alabaster shoulders. Kitty squeezed her lover's body between her thighs, sounds of pleasure escaping her full lips. She could feel his weight shift as he supported himself on one arm, freeing a hand to massage her breast. His lips and tongue worked at the other, teasing the swollen pink tip, sucking at the delicate ivory flesh, leaving reddish love bites on her skin, regarding his handiwork a moment before the flush of blood rising to the surface engulfed them, spread over the tops of her breasts down to just past the nipple. The white noise of blood pounding in his head blocked the music from Pete's consciousness. He was aware only of Kitty, of her body, hot and moist, beneath his. Of her voice, calling his name, gasping, moaning... Of her fingers in his hair, her soul binding to his as the feelings of excitement and pleasure they shared grew. Kitty felt Pete break up the rythym of his evenly-timed thrusts. She looked up at him, his blue eyes telling her that everything was all right. He knew what he was doing. She didn't, but he did, and Kitty trusted her lover. She nodded without breaking eye contact. Pete waited for a moment before letting go and finally losing himself in her completely. She could feel his whole body tense and stiffen as he came into her, the head of his arousal pressing harder against her pleasure center as he came, bringing her over the edge she had teetered on so long. A moment later, he collapsed, rolling his body off of hers, wrapping his arms around her. "Oh... Oh, Pete, you..." She gasped, searching her sex-blown mind for words. She looked up at him with misty eyes. "Kitty..." He nuzzled against her neck, inhaled deeply, smelling her shampoo and sweat. "You..." "I was good?" "Wonderful." She breathed, smiling at him. Pete coloured. "I was... wonderful?" Not that he had ever had any doubts about his abilities to bring his young lover to a screaming climax, but hearing the word from her seemed to make it somehow... more. "You _are_ wonderful." She corrected. "All the time." "I'm really... I'm really nothin' special." He blushed even more furiously. "You're special to me." She brushed his lips with her fingers, tracing his lopsided smile lightly as she watched something in his eyes soften. "Maybe I _am_ special, then. 'f you think so." He took her hands in his and kissed her, right on the tip of her nose, before barely whispering; "In your eyes... the light, the heat... In your eyes, I am complete..." He hadn't ever actually _decided_ to start singing, but somehow, lying there beside her, it all felt right. And the more he thought about it, the more the lyrics made him think of Kitty, his Kitty, who had redeemed him. "And all my instincts... they return... And the grand facade... so soon will burn... Without a noise, without my Pryde..." The gorgeous woman beside him giggled, rolled over to beep his nose. "You're cute." "I'm not cute." He mumbled, his lips on hers. "You are, though..." "Yeah?" "Oh, yeah. I think you're incredibly cute..." "You just think I'm cute 'cause I'm so naked." She joked, nestling closer to his warm, hard body. "I'll show you what I think of you naked..." Pete growled, pinning Kitty to the bed and kissing her passionately. "Do you want to use something else from the bag of stuff we bought?" "Mm... In a bit, Luv..." He rested his head against her shoulder, still holding her close. "Don't tell me Pete Wisdom is tired? After just one go?" "Mm..." He pressed his face to her soft shoulder again, closing his eyes. Right now, he wanted nothing more than just to hold her, to assure himself that it was all reality, and not some dream too wonderful to be true. "You just wanna cuddle for a while? If you feel rested in a couple of minutes, maybe we could..." "Mm... Yeah." He groaned, turning onto his back. He shifted, allowing Kitty to pull the heavy hotel-bed comforter out from under them, wrapping just the sheet and lighter blanket around them. "Aren't you glad you decided to come?" "Weren't so much a conscious decision as you makin' me." He shook his head, holding her tightly again. "Well, aren't you glad I made you come, then?" "Very." Pete grinned, inhaling deeply. "Your hair smells nice." "Mm-hm..." Kitty drifted off without hearing him, happy just to be close to him. Fin