Hey everyone! I'm back with a small collection of short, erotic stories about Nightcrawler and my OC, Angelica. She is Warren's (a.k.a. Angel) younger sister and she has the same mutation than he has (the wings) and she will later discover that she can heal any kind of wound. When her wings got out, Warren brought her to Xavier's school and she's been part of the X-men ever since. Nightcrawler and Angelica started dating in high school and they have been together since. The stories take place a few years after high school.

Warning: graphic erotic scenes. Don't like don't read.

Disclaimer: I only own Angelica.

Angelic pain.

The howls could be heard in the whole neighborhood. It was the day she became the woman that she never thought she'd be. Angelica's childhood had always been quite ordinary, but her story was about to take a whole different turn. Kneeling inside her bedroom, she hugged herself and screamed her lungs out as her metamorphosis changed her body. Her father was standing in the doorstep, paralyzed by the shock and fear of his daughter transforming into one of them. Her brother; a handsome young man, kneeled at her side and whispered words of comfort into her ear.

A shout escaped her lips as the new muscles and bones moved underneath the skin on her back. Unable to endure her cries of pain anymore, Warren; her brother, tore off her blouse from her body, leaving her in her underwear, and, taking the knife in his pocket, he tore through the skin to free the newly grown wings from the body of his young sister.

Angelica woke up, startled, and sat up in her bed. Her brow was sweaty from her dream and she panted silently, trying to forget that fateful day; the day she became a mutant. Just like her brother Warren, Angelica had grown beautiful, large wings that looked like those of an angel and soon after her metamorphosis; he took her to Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters so that they could take care of her. Since then, her life has been as abnormal as the life of a young mutant could be.

She jumped as a noise caught her attention, looking over to the balcony of her room, she sighed when she saw Kurt, or Nightcrawler, enter the room as silently and agile as a cat would be, wearing his dark blue sweat pants that made him look so sexy in the moon light. She smiled but his frown stayed firmly in place. "Are you all right Katzchen?" Her smile widened; her boyfriend always seemed to know when something was wrong. "It's only a nightmare, Kurt, don't worry." He titled his head to the side and his frown deepened. "About vhat?" Angelica giggled at his accent and his face, always so cute. He sat on her bed beside her; the mattress sinking at his movement and brought her to close to him, his arm placed around her shoulders.

Kurt had always been there for her when she needed him, he always seemed to know when something was up with her and she wondered if it was because of his oversensitive sense of smell or because he knew her too well. She placed her head on his shoulder and spoke in his neck, like she always did. "I dreamt of the day where I became a mutant…" He seemed to stop breathing for a moment, and he let out the breath that he was holding before whispering softly: "Do you vant to talk about it?" Angelica smiled and kissed his cheek lovingly, "No, I'm fine, but I'd like you to stay with me tonight."

He looked at her in the eyes, indecisive. "Are you sure about it Katzchen? I vant you really badly, but I don't vant you to rush this kind of thing for an unworthy, blue, fuzzy demon like me…" She smiled again and, never leaving his gaze, she replied enthusiastically: "I want you too Kurt. I've had for a while now, and I think it's the right moment…" She kissed his lips passionately and he replied to the kiss instantly. "God, vhat have I done to deserve an angel like you in my life?" She looked at him and frowned slightly. "I think you're more of a saint than anyone in this damned world, Kurt."

Their lips joined again, as if it was meant to be that way. His three-fingered hand went to her hair and he pulled it kindly for Angelica to bend her head behind so that he could reach the sweet skin of her neck. As he kissed and sucked tenderly on her skin, she moaned quietly and caressed the soft fur on his chest, shoulders and arms, his lips sending delicious shivers of pleasure down her spine. He unbuttoned her brother's blouse, overly large for her, but so comfortable to sleep, one button at a time, driving her insane with his sensual slowness, his lips returning to hers in an erotic dance of tongues and lips. When he was finally done unfastening the blouse, he gently pushed the sleeves down her arms, caressing the soft skin there.

He backed up; gazing at the wonderful treasure he had just found and smiled as his Angelica seemed to glow in the moonlight, her white skin seemed as soft as it actually was and her blonde hair fell over her shoulders perfectly. Her blue eyes shined in lust as she stared back at him and her lips were red and puffy from all the kissing. Her wings were stretched around her, forming a beautiful halo of feathers surrounding her body. Her breasts were just the perfect size to fit in his hands and her belly was flat from all the dancing she did. She was sexily kneeling on her long, slender legs and was wearing white, lace panties, a pink ribbon surrounding her hips. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the small, darker stain on her panties, showing that she was already wet with want.

He rushed back to her, going mad with want for the angel, kindly offering herself to the demon that he was. He kissed her lips passionately, but soon traveled down to her neck and collarbone. Reaching her breasts, he caressed the soft skin and kissed the sensitive skin of her neck as she moaned loudly as the sensations became more intense. She gasped when her peek was surrounded by the warm wetness of his lips as his hands caressed both her breast and traveled down to the apex between her legs. His tail was possessively wrapped around her waist, keeping her close to his body as if he was afraid that she would try to escape his grip and undid the ribbon with his tail sensually. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her body on his, desperately searching for some kind of delicious friction between them.

Once Kurt reached his destination, he pushed her panties aside and rubbed the jewel of nerves he found there. Angelica gasped, panted, moaned as the tingles and shivers turned into shots of electricity that coursed throughout her entire body. He lied her down on the bed, careful for her not to be hurt by her wings and pulled the piece of lace down her legs. Slowly, he pressed one of his large fingers to her entrance and pushed in, watching for any sign of pain on his angel's face. Seeing none, he dove in and licked her entrance completely before focusing his licks and nips on the bundle of nerves above her entrance, pumping his finger in and out of her.

The sounds that his girlfriend made drove him mad as she moaned and soon, she bit her finger to muffle the screams that threatened to escape her throat. They had done this before, but that night seemed special for some reason; that night, he wanted his Angelica to have a taste of heaven. She arched her back and the muffles she emitted became louder as she climaxed, he accelerated his thrusts inside her and intensified his sucks on her clitoris until her body became rigid and she bent her head in an expression of complete surrender to her pleasure. Satisfied with himself, he wiped his lips on the back of his hand and kissed her lips hardly.

Smiling lazily, she pushed him back, bending over his seating form on the bed and kissed the same path on his body that he had done her. She kissed his lips and went to his collarbone and neck, caressing the soft fur from the tip of her fingers. She smiled between kisses when Kurt started to purr like a cat as an answer to her caresses, she'd always love the way it could feel comfortable to have him around her; his soft fur was perfect to rub her face on it and his purring was soothing. She kissed down his flat belly, with a trace of abs. He had grown a lot of muscles since high school, and she wasn't one to complain.

Reaching the hem of his pants, she pulled on it, but a blue, devilish tail stopped her by wrapping around her wrists. "Are you sure about this Katzchen?" He looked at her, worried. She only scoffed at him and pulled on the sweat pants and the boxers all at once. At first, her eyes popped out of their sockets at seeing how large he really was, but she slowly reached for it and caressed the tip from her fingertips and smiled when her man gasped and moaned at her touch. She was amazed at the strange liquid coming out the tip, but used it to rub the rest of his member.

She didn't get to have fun for long though, for Kurt stopped her wrists by tying them again with his tail. He placed her above him, her arms tied and supporting her body on his belly. He guided her hips over his member and slowly brought her down on him. He saw her crinkle her nose in pain, but he whispered apologizing words to soothe his girl, he caressed her body from his three-fingered hands and rubbed her skin relaxingly. When he saw that pain had disappeared from her expression, he guided her hips up and down on his shaft, moaning at the sensations rolling around in his body. Soon, her body reacted to his and she moaned loudly as the tingles of electricity came back to her.

Angelica picked up the pace and soon made one of her own as Kurt caressed her clitoris again, intensifying the shivers of pleasure that created goose bumps all over her skin. She got lost in the rhythm of her hips against his and the sweet friction of his calloused finger against the sensitive bundle of nerves near her entrance drove her mad as she licked and sucked at his tail, still tightly wrapped around her wrists, unaware of the feelings it woke in her man. Kurt automatically moaned and bit his lip as Angelica sucked on his tail and danced the most erotic dance he'd ever seen on top of his body.

Her body soon went stiff once more, and she moaned loudly as her climax hit her like a ton of bricks, still rolling her hips on Kurt's, she bent her head behind and moaned her pleasure to the heavens. Her muscles stiffened and wrapped around his member tightly and Kurt came too, squeezing the hips of his angel and pumping into her like a mad man.

She collapsed on his body, exhausted beyond possible, but still smiling. She kissed his lips and cuddled close to his body, her head on his chest to be able to hear his heartbeat. She dozed off slowly in the arms of her beloved, but she heard a faint: "Ich liebe du, Katzchen" and tried to answer, but merely smiled in her sleep, snuggled up in her blue, fuzzy demon's arms.