Continuing as Couples
Chapter one: Tugger and Bombalurina
"Well Tugs," Bombalurina smiled, "I have to admit, you made a better choice this year."
"Yeah, I think I did," Tugger grinned back, nuzzling Bomba's neck. She giggled in a very un-Bombalurinaish way. The two cats were reclining in the flat bed of Tugger's truck/den. Rum Tum Tugger had this scarlet bombshell pressed against his golden chest and was purring happily. This Jellicle ball had been the happiest of his life for two reasons. One, seeing his daughter laugh and smile as she danced with her friends and her mate just made him the proudest tom in the world. And Two, he had actually convinced Bomba come to his den to talk.
At the moment though, Tugger was just happy snuggling up with his favorite queen and Bombalurina wasn't complaining. She started licking Tugger's ears and he purred happily, nuzzling deep into her neck. Bomba smiled, nipping at the tip of his left ear causing a throaty moan to erupt from Tugger's throat.
"Wait Bomba," Tugger pulled himself away from her, "I need to talk seriously before I get carried away."
Bombalurina smiled in a way that made Tugger really want to get carried away, but he composed himself.
"Bomba," Tugger clawed at the blanket that carpeted his den, "These last few months, you have really been supportive of me. With Asteria coming and me learning the truth about Lil . . . about my past, lots of queens in your place would have left."
"Yeah, a claw to the face is a lot better," Bombalurina laughed.
Tugger chuckled, remembering Bomba's tirade when she discovered Tugger bonding with his new daughter.
"Besides that Bomba," he grinned, nudging her slightly, "You really have been all a tom could ask for."
"Well," Bomba grinned in return, turning her face to press it against Tugger's cheek, "What are friends for?" She licked his face slowly, matting down his whiskers.
"Right, friends," Tugger purred, grasping her backside with his paws for the second time that night, before pulling himself away.
"Damn it Bomba! Stop distracting me," he growled, yet still smiling.
Bombalurina stretched her claws and gave a surprisingly seductive yawn.
"But it's so much fun, Tugs," she smirked.
"Heavyside!" Tugger swore, getting up and starting to pace.
"What's the matter Tugger?" Bomba asked, getting up and rubbing her paw against his back, "Normally you call me up here for some tail, but lately you've been acting different. Almost like a normal cat. Is something wrong?"
Tugger laughed again.
"Quite the opposite," turning to Bomba, he clasped her paw in his, "Bombalurina, my daughter coming home has taught me some important lessons. But the most important one was to never let the one you love slip away from you."
He turned away again and swallowed deeply.
"I let one love leave and then I almost lost my only daughter too. But there's one more thing I don't want to lose now and that is you."
He craned his neck to look at her
"We've had our ups and downs Bomba, but I know we can work through them. And never want you to leave me."
"Tugger, I'm not going anywhere," Bomba touched him lightly on the shoulder.
"I know," he swung his body around fully to look at her and Bombalurina saw he had something clasped in his paw, "I just never want to take that risk again. Bombalurina, will you be my mate, for life?"
Bombalurina gasped. Tugger was holding a heart shaped collar tag with "T and B" scratched on it.
"T- Tugger . . ." she spluttered, "Are you serious?"
"Dead serious," The famous Rum Tum Tugger grin spread on his face, "My days of fan clubs and flirting are done. All I want to do now is settle down and live my life with you. If you'll let me."
Bomba just gaped. Her eyes watered slightly. She wondered if Tugger had an evil twin and had switched places with the real Tugger. But the glint in the mane coon's eyes told her he was real and sincere.
"Well . . ." Tugger was looking scared now.
"I'm sorry Tugger," Bombalurina gasped, "I'm just still in shock. You've really come a long way."
A smile twitched her mouth.
"I think I am ready for this Tugger," she managed to murmur, "I am a little scared of so serious a commitment, but for you I am willing to try."
Tugger's smile stretched like a Cheshire cat. With trembling paws, he hooked the tag onto Bombalurina's spiked collar. It shone in the light of the slowly rising sun.
Bomba looked at Tugger, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks.
"I have never said this to anyone before," she sniffed, pawing at the tears on her cheeks, "but, I love you Tugger."
"I love you too, Bomba," he reached out and stroked her cheek. Bomba purred happily and pressed herself against his chest again. Tugger began licking the top of her head, moving down her cheek to her neck. Bombalurina moaned and reclined back to give Tugger full access to her neck.
Tugger growled, nipping just below her collar, making her new tag chink against the spikes. She wrapped her arms around his back and neck, her paws tangling in his mane Tugger smiled. He and Bomba had done almost everything possible with each other, but tonight felt different. Tonight, he was going to mate with his mate. And he never felt happier.