Why Don’t We (Noir AU)
“Are you sure this is safe?” Kitty nervously looked around, not that she could see anything outside the windows of the car.
“Why wouldn’t it be?” asked Kurt. “It’s night, no one can see us, there’s no one on the road and we’ve pulled over.”
“If you’re sure.” He’d parked his new Pilot in the mouth of an alley, then pulled her into his lap. It was just the way he liked it, too dark to really make out his features, but exposed enough that it almost felt like flaunting their relationship in public. He slipped his hand down to toy with the hem of her skirt, then started pushing it up until he could grope her ass.
Despite her initial hesitance, Kitty quickly returned his enthusiasm. She pulled down his mask to give him a brief kiss on the mouth, then turned her attention to more sensitive parts, tracing the lobe of his ear with her tongue. She undid his belt and unbuttoned his fly, moving past his cock to massage his balls. Her other hand went around his waist, untucking his shirt so she could caress his abs and back.
This was nice, but the older man wanted a bit more contact. He tugged her hand out of his trousers then used the hand on her back to push her more firmly onto him. The top of his penis rubbed against the crotch of her panties and he moaned, feeling how she’d already soaked through her underwear. He’s about to push aside the fabric so he can sink into her when-
*Knock! Knock!*
Kurt can’t tell who the figure beyond the steamed-up window is, but Kitty blanches pale enough to be noticeable even in the indirect light from the streetlamps. “I think that’s Logan,” she whispers, trying to scramble off him without damaging anything.
“Verdammt!” Doing up his pants would take too long in the dark, so he simply closed his suit jacket instead. Kitty passed his mask over, even as she tried to smooth out the wrinkles out of her clothing.
As soon as they were . . . not decent perhaps, but presentable, Kurt rolled down the window. Logan was indeed on the other side, a grin firmly anchoring a cigar to the side of his mouth. “Evening, Dr. Wagner, Miss Pryde,” his eyes raked over their rumpled clothing. “Got a call about a suspicious cab hanging around the area, bit surprised to see it’s just the two of you. I know you’re insured, but it’s a bit off the jive for you to be caught barneymugging.”
Kitty turned a pink face up at Logan. “I don’t suppose you’re willing to let us off with a warning?”
The detective chuckled. He was in a good mood, must have had quite a bust earlier in the evening. “Fine, just this once. Long as you clear outta the neighborhood, you’re giving the locals quite a scare. They think a torpedo’s hanging around.”
“Will do, Herr Logan.”
The Canadian tilted a suspicious look at the two of them. “Have a fun evening then. But-” He pointed to his eyes with two fingers, then flipped them to direct at Kitty. Kurt just rolled his eyes and Kitty ignored them both. As he walked away, the couple finished doing up their clothes.
His lover eyed him out of the corner of her dark eyes. “Guess I’ll take a check then?”
Amused, he kissed her on the temple. “Just until we get to my place. Then you can have it any way you want.” And with that, he got out to wind the car.