Nightcrawler x Reader (Requested) – Temptation

mrskurtwagner:

Your Mutation: Ability to control plants
Pairing: Kurt
Best Friend: Scott
Age: Kurt and you are both 19
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Angst and mentions of sex
Notes: Thank you to the anon that requested this!
Background: You started dating Kurt when you first came to the school about a two years ago

As the credits rolled on your favorite movie, Kurt leans in and gives you a nice peck on the cheek.
You and Kurt had been dating for two years and although the emotional and mental connection was instant, the physical one was painfully slow. Kurt loved you very much, but he was still strongly Catholic. His kisses were always sweet, but his strong blue hands rarely wavered from your waist. The few times the making out got passionate and out of hand, Kurt’s self control ended things before they got too far. As much as you respected Kurt’s religious reasons to wait, you were impatient. Kurt was your true love and, at nineteen, you were ready to lose your virginity to the sexy blue mutant.
Turning off the tv, you grab Kurt’s hand and begin leading him upstairs. Kurt looks at you quizzically, but follows along. You lead him up to your bedroom. As you shut and lock the thick, oak door, Kurt gets a little uneasy. “(Y/N)? Vhat is going on?”
Not answering, you push your boyfriend onto the bed and crawl on top of him. Before Kurt can ask anymore questions, you lock your lips on his. Opening your mouth, you run your tongue over his bottom lip. He realizes you are asking for entrance. Kurt complies and as the kisses grow deeper, his self-control falters.
You rip off his shirt. Kurt’s hands firmly grasp your waist, holding your bodies close. Your hands run through Kurt’s soft black curls and to your surprise, Kurt flips over, leaving him on top of you. The heat and weight of his body makes your head feel fuzzy.
Desperate for more, you wrap your legs around Kurt’s waist and reach to pull your shirt off. The sight of your stomach slowly being revealed shocks Kurt. He immediately teleports to the other side of the room.
Groaning, you fix your shirt and ask Kurt why he stopped. Smiling, he walked over to the side of the bed and sat down. “My liebe,” he whispered. “I love you very much, but…” He sighed, shaking his head of the lingering lust, “Ve must vait. You know zat.”
Kurt throws his shirt back on and climbs behind you on the bed.
“I love you too. It’s just hard to wait sometimes.” You snuggle closer to Kurt.
Kurt spoons you gently, whispering sweet German sayings in your ear. Slowly you fall asleep in your boyfriend’s strong arms, content – for now.