Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: R due to sexual references and a mention of drug activity
Summary: Two felines surprise each other. Crossover between Sabrina the Teenage Witch and The Aristocats.
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: Salem Saberhagen, Scat Cat, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and The Aristocats are & TM their respective owners, not the author, and are used without permission. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
He awoke to find his body entwined with one very much like his own. His dark mouth curled into a slow, satisfied smile as he listened to the deep purr resonating forth from his chest. It sounded every bit as musical as his actual music had earlier that night though nowhere near as jazzy. It beat a different melody, and his long tail swished in time to its tune.
He stretched lazily, rubbing against his fur as he did so. His tail swept over the length of his partner's body, caressing every inch it could find. He yawned and settled back in beside him with content shining on his handsome face.
Never had he been this satisfied! He had taken so many lovers over the centuries that he could never possibly name them all, and none of them had filled him quite as much as this one fantastic feline had this night. Despite mourning his loss of the human population's females to all who would listen, he had taken lovers even after being transformed into a cat, but still all had come up short in comparison to his dreams.
He had, at last, given up finding real love when this cat had come swinging into his life. He'd fought the attraction at first as he'd never had a male before, but tonight, after enjoying himself a little too much at the party and partaking in a tad too much nip and drink, he had finally allowed himself to be swept off of his paws.
And oh, what a sweep it had been! He marveled in delight as the night's events replayed through his mind. He had never seen any one move like his lover did, dancing so wildly and elegantly at the same time and never, ever letting anything or any one slow him down for even a second.
His smile grew, and he licked his lips in fond memory. Not only did he dance better than any one he'd ever seen before, but he made love the same way with speed, endurance, and elegance that none could match and always giving even more than he got.
A deep purr began rumbling in his throat as he leaned in to his lover and started licking his fur, eager for more of that awesome loving. He wanted to swing with him throughout the night and into the day until neither of them had anything left to give, and if he kept giving as he did, Salem might just want to swing with him forever. "Scat Cat," he began singing through seductive licks as his tail played hide and seek with his fur, tickling him here, there, and everywhere, "wake up!"
The bushy tom's gray tailed flicked away his own tail, and Salem frowned in dismay that quickly began to build to fury. How dare he just toss him away! He glared at him but did not turn his gaze upon his face for if he had, he would have seen one green eyeball staring back at him.
He fumed quietly for a minute, and then his mouth started to open. Before he could get so much as one syllable out, he was tackled. They rolled together on the cool grass under the full moon straight into another adventure of romance.
The End