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Kitty Pryde | X-Men (286 photos) (Patreon)
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The Danger Room was offline, the mansion quiet as a tomb. Kitty Pryde had slipped out after midnight, phasing through the walls of the X-Mansion like a ghost in her sleek black-and-gold suit. The latex clung to every curve, the X-belt low on her hips, ponytail bouncing as she moved. She wasn’t here for training. She was here for him—a stranger she’d only met in encrypted messages, a voice in the dark who knew her codename and nothing else.
He was waiting in the abandoned subway tunnel beneath the city, a place mutants avoided. Tall, lean, cloaked in shadow, his face hidden under a hood. The air smelled of rust and rain. Kitty stepped into the dim glow of a flickering bulb, her suit catching the light like liquid obsidian.
“You’re Shadowcat,” he said, voice low, accented. Not a question.
“And you’re late,” she shot back, smirking, one gloved hand on her hip. The zipper at her collar was already half-down, teasing the swell of her breasts. She didn’t know his name. Didn’t need to.
He stepped closer, the hood falling back to reveal sharp cheekbones and eyes that burned. “You sure about this?”
Kitty phased forward, her body passing through his for a heartbeat—intangible, electric—before solidifying, her lips brushing his ear. “I’m always sure.”
The tunnel wall was cold against her back as he pinned her there, hands rough through the latex. The suit tore under his grip, gold panels peeling away to expose her skin. She gasped, legs wrapping his waist, the friction of latex on denim driving her wild. He yanked the bottoms down just enough, fingers finding her slick heat, stroking until she moaned into his mouth. She phased around him—her hand slipping through his jeans to grip his cock, solidifying to stroke hard and fast.
“Fuck,” he growled, lifting her. She locked her ankles behind him, guiding him inside. He thrust deep, the tunnel echoing with the slap of skin and her breathy cries. Kitty phased in rhythm—tight when he pushed, loose when he pulled—until he was panting her codename like a prayer. She came first, powers flaring, the bulb above exploding in a shower of sparks. He followed, spilling hot inside her, hands bruising her thighs.
They sank to the ground, her suit in shreds, his cloak tangled around them. Kitty traced a finger over his jaw, smirking.
“No names,” she whispered.
He nodded, already fading into the shadows.
Some strangers, she decided, were worth the risk.
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