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St. John Allerdyce ([info]untamedinferno) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-10-14 18:48:00

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Entry tags:kitty pryde (616), st john allerdyce (616)

Who: St. John Allerdyce and Kitty Pryde.
What: Being normal and talks to be had!
Where: Their house.
When: Monday morning.

John was uncomfortable. He felt tight in his clothes, and he felt scrunched up on his bed. In fact, his bed was just as uncomfortable as his couch. John's eyes opened to see a pair of eyes looking at him. His turtles were staring at him. Fuck they were weird. "What?" He asked the Squirtle that was patting his face. Man his voice was deep. "Please stop touching my face.." Then it occurred to him. He was him?! Pyro sat straight up as he looked at himself. The clothes he was wearing were very tight, but that didn't bother him in the immediate, but more appropriate he was him. The real him! Immediately his hands were touching and grabbing at himself trying to gauge his body. He was, a dude again! Looking to his turtles, he smiled brightly as everything came back to him. The fact that he was on the couch because him and Kitty shrunk back to an earlier age and he slept on the couch and not with his girlfriend. A pat on the head for both the turtles, he went blazing towards the stairs only to get caught up a little by the tight pants he was now wearing. Ridiculous, really. Though, John pushed through the agony of the pants.

Noisily John went flying up the stairs. "Kitty!" Well flying was a word for it. The many sized smaller pants restricted his movement and didn't exactly make it an easy endeavor up to find Kitty. God he hoped she was normal too. Finding their bedroom, John burst right through the door like a bull in a China shop. The Pikachu that they adopted spring straight up off the bed. The moment his eyes caught Kitty was normal he wasted no time taking two steps and bounding onto the bed with Kitty.

Fishing to find her under the covers, John kissed her. "Wake up." John instructed. He missed her, and the thing that was weird was he felt closer to her. The last few weird things left him wanting her to know exactly how he felt, so he kissed her again still slightly pinning her to their bed with his body. "Kitty Pryde, I love you." Welp, it was official, John was a sap and he truly didn't care.



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[info]untamedinferno
2019-10-24 01:16 pm UTC (link)
"Call me Professor." John mused with a far too happy and far too devious smile on his face. The fact that they were able to fall right into place, and continue moving forward left John warm. As cute and fun as it was to meet little Kitty, this was much better. Spending his adult dead days with Kitty, laughing and building their army of pets. Besides, being younger was overrated.

The gasp and shriek from Kitty while his cold hands found the absolute desired result was ideal. "Shh. I'm warming my hands." John said in a matter of fact way as if there wasn't even any remote ulterior motive behind his actions. "My hands are cold, and you're so warm." John teased as he purred at her kissing the corner of her mouth, his hands sliding further up her body.

With her instructing him to be nice, he laughed. "I'm the nicest." John fibbed with a light laugh. "So nice." By this point, his rough hands brushed the side of her breasts before sliding back down her torso. Okay, just a little cruel. Whispering in her ear John focused on his hands traveling and touching her body. "What do you want for breakfast. I could make you something." John offered with a little nip to her earlobe, before his hands pressed up again, this time cupping her breasts in a firm squeeze just a light graze to her nipples before pulling away again.

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