I don't own cats.
Poor me
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His long fingers brushed my shoulder, and slid its way up into my gold hair. I tangled my hands in his headfur, his tongue brushed my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, letting out a soft moan as I felt his tongue explore.
"Ohhh, Mungo,"
Mungojerrie reluctantly pulled away, he smiled as he looked in my gray-green eyes, I blushed and looked down when I saw the love in his piercing emerald ones. He gently pulled my face up and kissed my nose.
"Dun't be shy, I love yeh, Flora."
"Human or not?" I whispered unsure of his answer.
"No mattah what."
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"Flora, I love ya, I want ya teh coime with meh!"
"I'm not one of you, Jerrie! What if they don't accept me?"
"They'll 'ave teh! Ya know that if they dun't, then they'll 'ave teh go through meh!"
"Ohhhh, but… Mungojerrie…"
He took a step forward, pulled me close by the waist, I felt comfort when I could feel his silky fur against my skin. I buried my face in his chest and cried into the crook of his neck.
"Do you love meh, Flo?
"With all my heart."
"Do ya want teh be with meh?"
"Everyday of my life."
He pulls my face to his so that our noses were almost touching.
"Will ya coime back teh the Junkyard, with meh, and becoime a Jellicle?"
I push my lips to his, close my eyes momentarily and when I open them and look into Mungojerrie's eyes all I can see is the future to come, me and Mungo in love, and that was all I needed to sa the word that would change my life forever.
"Yes."