Monet, Kurt and Meggan
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xp_logsWell, that started out awkward, didn't it?
A slightly disheveled Monet opened Kurt's door, calling "Kurt! Come on. Your room. Now." As she entered, she blinked slightly and said "Hi Meggan...."
Kurt, sitting on the couch next to his youngest sister, blinked back at her, then at Meggan. "Um. You are being very direct today." Not that it was entirely unusual, from his tone.
"Yes, well." Monet leaned across the back of the couch to nuzzle Kurt's ear. "Now?"
That got a slight involuntary shiver, as it always did. "In a moment, liebchen", and he looked apologetically at Meggan. "I am sorry, little sister, but perhaps we should continue this conversation another time."
Meggan’s eyes had widened, but now she hurriedly nodded. “Oh. It’s fine, Kurt. We can talk tomorrow, because I don’t need to be seeing this,” she said with a nervous laugh, as she pointedly averted her eyes from what Monet was doing to him. Blushing furiously, Meggan began a hasty retreat. “I’ll just…give you two as many hours or days as you need, and then I'll knock to warn you. Loudly.” She only returned a second later to shut the door, before leaving again.
"Thank you!" Monet called, moving around the couch and straddling Kurt's lap, kissing him.
He'd heard the door close and, as much as he knew he'd have to apologise to Meggan later, for now all his attention was on the beautiful woman in his lap. He kissed her back with equal enthusiasm.
Monet scooted back slightly and began to slide her hands under Kurt's shirt. "Bedroom?"
"Bedroom", he agreed, pulling her back closer and shifting in preparation to stand. "And for now at least, my love, I am all yours."
"Good."
Kurt got up then, lifting her with him as best he could, and made it a few steps from the couch before kissing her again.
Monet floated out of his hands, landing nearby. "I can walk. It's more fun if I walk," she said, walking backwards in front of him and tugging her shirt off.
"Oh, very much more fun", he agreed readily, not taking his eyes off her as he followed, unbuttoning his own shirt and dumping it behind him.
Her bra followed. "Get the door!" Monet ordered.
Kurt laughed and reached past her to obey, then pulled her into his arms once it was open. "Your wish is my command."
Monet smiled and stepped through. "Now close it."
A slightly disheveled Monet opened Kurt's door, calling "Kurt! Come on. Your room. Now." As she entered, she blinked slightly and said "Hi Meggan...."
Kurt, sitting on the couch next to his youngest sister, blinked back at her, then at Meggan. "Um. You are being very direct today." Not that it was entirely unusual, from his tone.
"Yes, well." Monet leaned across the back of the couch to nuzzle Kurt's ear. "Now?"
That got a slight involuntary shiver, as it always did. "In a moment, liebchen", and he looked apologetically at Meggan. "I am sorry, little sister, but perhaps we should continue this conversation another time."
Meggan’s eyes had widened, but now she hurriedly nodded. “Oh. It’s fine, Kurt. We can talk tomorrow, because I don’t need to be seeing this,” she said with a nervous laugh, as she pointedly averted her eyes from what Monet was doing to him. Blushing furiously, Meggan began a hasty retreat. “I’ll just…give you two as many hours or days as you need, and then I'll knock to warn you. Loudly.” She only returned a second later to shut the door, before leaving again.
"Thank you!" Monet called, moving around the couch and straddling Kurt's lap, kissing him.
He'd heard the door close and, as much as he knew he'd have to apologise to Meggan later, for now all his attention was on the beautiful woman in his lap. He kissed her back with equal enthusiasm.
Monet scooted back slightly and began to slide her hands under Kurt's shirt. "Bedroom?"
"Bedroom", he agreed, pulling her back closer and shifting in preparation to stand. "And for now at least, my love, I am all yours."
"Good."
Kurt got up then, lifting her with him as best he could, and made it a few steps from the couch before kissing her again.
Monet floated out of his hands, landing nearby. "I can walk. It's more fun if I walk," she said, walking backwards in front of him and tugging her shirt off.
"Oh, very much more fun", he agreed readily, not taking his eyes off her as he followed, unbuttoning his own shirt and dumping it behind him.
Her bra followed. "Get the door!" Monet ordered.
Kurt laughed and reached past her to obey, then pulled her into his arms once it was open. "Your wish is my command."
Monet smiled and stepped through. "Now close it."
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