Your Nightcrawler Love Story: Secrets and Surprises

Dirt and Boundaries

Disclaimer: I do not own Kurt Wagner/nightcrawler or x-men. If I did I would be filthy rich and would have several movies/shows all about Kurt

Apology: I'm sooooo sorry about the (how many months was it? 9?) gap between chapters, I got really busy, I'm in my first year of college, and I was having writers block. I know what direction I want to go in but I was having some issues thinking about HOW to write it. I have all writing classes for the most part this semester, so that kinda helped get my creative-mojo flowing. I'm going to try and write a few more chapters now before my spring break is over so I can publish them weekly after classes resume.

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*Several Hours After the Pool*

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Kurt sat on the bed, putting his legs under the covers and proceeded to put his arm around his wife; she snuggled next to him.

"Nice day huh?" he stroked her hair with the arm under her head and used the other to wrap the covers over her shoulders, engulfing her into a hug.

Burrowing her head into the nape of his neck she breathed in his familiar scent, "Really nice," she agreed, "you troublemaker you."

"Hey, you married me." he smirked, kissing her forehead.

"I did, didn't I?" her voice drifting to a whisper.

Within minutes they both fell asleep with smiles upon their lips.

. . .

Kurt awoke to ______ laying on his muscled chest. 'What would I ever do without you?' He thought, 'Oh stop being so dramatic' he criticized himself. Moving some chocolate strands of hair away from her face, trying to see her better, her eyelids flickered open. Multicolored orbs looking back into his golden ones. 'But it's true' he smiled lightly.

"Hey." she whispered, beaming. "Sleep well?" she asked, suddenly sounding wide awake.

"How long have you been up?" he interrogated, ignoring her question.

"A while." she grinned.

"And how long is a while?"

"A. While." she repeated, sitting up.

"And what were you doing that while?"

"Feeling your heartbeat and your fury chest against my cheek, moving along with your breathing. . ." she grinned, moving in again, closing in on his face. A curtain of long hair shading them from the outside world of the bedroom, she lightly pressed her lips against his nose.

"God, I love you." he spoke in his german accent.

"I know." she winked, jumping off the bed and grabbing her robe. "I love you too." she said before turning and leaving the room.

. . .

Kurt was just finishing up his assigned chores (he was generally assigned to things according to his powers which usually meant hard to reach places. It was chimney cleaning that day) he teleported out of the newly cleaned, brick chimney *BAMF*

"Woah!" Jean gawked at the blackened dust monster before her,

"That's gonna be a bitch to clean out." Spike commented as he walked by.