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Very much NSFW fic concluding today [tomorrow is all the footnotes]:

Fracture Fifty-Five: Epilogue

  It had been quite a year. A memorable year, certainly. The Media continued to rake over the cold ashes of the Hess trial. Hess herself continued to fight for adequate legal representation for her re-trial, though there wasn’t a single lawyer anywhere who would touch her case with a pole of any length or variety.

  Raven, unknown to a large proportion of the world, continued to

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Fracture Fifty-Four: Trick or Treat

  Hank had replaced his usual slacks and shirt with a couple of animal skins strung strategically over his massive frame, though he wore his uniform pants underneath for the sake of personal modesty. He’d also sprayed a light dusting fake snow over himself.

  “Okay,” said Charles. “Just what–”

  “I’m the abominable snowman,” he announced. “Rarr.”

  Ororo’

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Fracture Fifty-Three: Full Circle, Sort Of

  Another day, another Gym teacher. For as long as it lasted, anyway. Kurt tried not to look wistfully in the direction his troupe was, and put up with the amiable questions about the Centaurs while he waited for the new hire to appear and manage the class.

  Yes, they had two hearts. Yes, they were vegetarian, but they could eat fish, eggs and dairy products. Yes, most of them

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Fracture Fifty-Two: Home and Healing

  “*Some*body *sco-ored*…” sang a voice as Kurt escorted Kitty back towards the Institute.

  “Clappe, Andrei,” Kurt told him. “Go find some clover, or something.”

  Andrei emerged from the shrubbery, toothpick worrying at some greenery in his teeth. “Hey, come on. *I* can smell it on you and you're *downwind*. How long do you think you’re going to last against

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Fracture Fifty-One: Peace in Another’s Arms (part three)

  Just as soon as she recovered from the last orgasm, he began working on the next. Kitty was dazed. She’d already come - what? Fifteen times? And *he* had yet to fill her with his seed.

  “What are you?” Kitty panted as he began the short-stroke trick again, pressing against her cervix once for every ten thrusts. “Some kinda superman?

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Fracture Fifty: Peace in Another’s Arms (part two)

  They didn’t care how loud they were. It didn’t matter how loud they were. All there was was each other.

  Kitty all but ground herself into the base of his tail as the coiling, twining, prehensile limb filled her like nothing else. Kurt’s pulse made it jump inside her, his heart’s rhythm driving her wild.

  When she

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Fracture Forty-Nine: Peace in Another’s Arms (part one)

  They’d been planning this event for weeks. It had felt like forever, while they were trying to find a piece of time, but they’d found it. The story for their comrades and families was that they were seeking a little ‘together time’. It was strictly true, but no-one had mentioned, or asked, what they were *doing* together.

  It had

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Fracture Forty-Eight: Home Away From Home

  “What on *Earth*?” Scott boggled. “He is *not* greeting everyone by name.”

  “Heirelgart’s a small town,” said Jean. “What do you expect?”

  “Okay,” said Kitty, “That is *so* not German,” she flipped through her dictionary. “That is *way* not German. It’s not even *dialect*. What *language* are they like, *speaking*?”

  “

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Fracture Forty-Seven: An Excercise in Surrealism

  Andrei had been growing again. He was bordering on clearing eight feet. He was fiddling with a cork overshoe, worn so that his metal horseshoes wouldn’t cause too much noise or damage to the interiors of the public building.

  He put his huge hoof back down the second he saw Kurt. “Are you all right, Kasegewicht? You’re looking a little - ill.”

  “

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Fracture Forty-Six: Damning Testimony

  Kurt’s face went almost completely emotionless as he sat. Raven, under the guise of Risty Wilde, didn’t let her fear show. She just took notes, as she always did. She’d need this material to drive Hess so insane that she’d never harm another child ever again.

  Matt Murdock stood and traced his way around the table. “Mister Wagner, how long have you

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Fracture Forty-Five: Survival

  They had him in for ‘observation’, and Kurt felt creeping paranoia overcome him. Yes, it was a hospital for mutants, but it was still a hospital. Hospitals gave him hackle trouble, in that his were always up when he was in one.

  There was actually nothing wrong with the place. The staff were friendly, outgoing, patient, marvellously colourblind and could actually be relied upon to treat him like a human