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"Alonzo, please run along the fences and make sure there are no holes in it. I don't want any more incidents with pollicles happening. Take Pouce with you." They nodded, moving quickly to carry my orders and I turned to Demeter and Bomba. "Can you two gather all the costumes and move them to my den? I have to check if they're all in good condition before putting them away." They nodded with a smile, asking Victoria and Electra's help. I looked around trying to remember if there was anything else I needed to do.

"Hey, Munk!" Etcetera and Jemima jumped on the tire next to me.

"Hello, girls. What can I help you with?"

"Well, Jem heard that a few cats will be throwing a party at a cellar a few blocks from here…" Etcetera started, twisting her paws and I took a deep breath, knowing what was coming.

"And we were wondering if you'd let us go." Jemima finished.

"Absolutely not."

"But Munk!"

"Completely out of the question."

"But it's going to end early and…"

"No." I stood my ground even if it pained me to see their crestfallen expressions.

"Oh, don't be sad, girls." Tugger climbed down from the car where he was napping. "Munk is only looking after you. You know how dangerous it is for two cute young queens such as yourselves to be alone in a place full of unknown toms?" He said, passing his arms over the girls' shoulders.

"But we would be careful!" Jemima pouted and Tugger pulled them even closer.

"I know you would, but sometimes that's not enough. You'll understand when you're a bit older…"

"But it's not fair… All of you get to party at the Ball and we have to stay in because we're not old enough to attend…" Etcetera complained with a cross look and Tugger looked at me with lost expression.

"How about this, girls?" I started calling out their attention and they turned their teary eyes towards me. "There's a small clearing south from here, that's full of grass and flowers. How about you organize a little party over there?"

"Oh, really, Munk?!" Jemima jumped on me, nuzzling my chest and I chuckled.

"Yes, really. The rainy season hasn't started yet, so it should be fine. But listen, the party has to start and end early so everyone can attend, alright?" Both of them nodded eagerly and I looked over to Tugger, who had a knowing grin.

"You just can't resist making everyone happy, can you?"

"Can you help them with it? Make sure they don't get too excited?"

"Of course. Come on, girls. Let's find Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer. They can get some fancy food for the party." He led the girls away, already planning out a bunch of things and I chuckled knowing I had asked the wrong cat to keep the girls at bay.

"Do ya' want to make me happy too?" I jumped around to see Mungojerrie lazily laying on top the pipe Mistoffelees used to hide in. "'Cause I can think of a few things ya' could do to me to make me happy."

"F-for me…"

"Hum?" He cocked his head and I gulped trying not to think about how adorable he looks.

"Uh… You said to me when it's actually for me. Right?" I explained stiffly. So it turns out my brain actually still works if he's not touching me. Well, sort of. Ah, this is pathetic… I thought to myself.

"No. I'm pretty sure I got it right the first time." He chuckled, getting up and climbing the tire, stopping only a few inches away from me. "I can think of the most delicious things ya' can do to me to make me happy." He touched my chest, stroking my fur lightly and I groaned, ordering my legs to move away from him, but my body didn't move. "What do ya' want me to bring? What's yer favorite food? Hum…?" He purred, taking my hand and caressing it softly.

"S-salmon…" I melted under his gentle touch, so similar to the day of the Ball.

"I'll make sure there's lots of it, then." He smiled brightly, leaning in and giving me a soft peck on the nose before disappearing, leaving even more confused about this situation than I was before. But his closeness did answer one of the questions that have been pestering my mind about him. He smelt like oranges with a musky hint of wood and recently cut grass.

"Munkustrap, my dear!" Jenny called me from her den and I had to take a few calming breaths before turning around and making my way towards her. "Could you take a look after the kittens while I go over to check on Cassandra? Coricopat said she wasn't feeling well this morning."

"Oh! O-of course, Jenny. I'll make sure they're all under control until you come back." I smiled, still nervous from my reactions and she frowned a bit.

"Are you alright, dear? You look a bit shaken..." She said, stepping forward and touching my face with care.

"I'm just fine. I just got a bit lightheaded for a moment." I forced a smile, but she didn't look convinced. "I promise you, Jenny, I'm alright. Now, how many kittens are in your care today?"

"All of them…" She smiled sheepishly and I could feel my eyes bulge.

"All?"

"Yes. I know it's a lot to ask, but it shouldn't take too long and…"

"No, it's fine, Jenny. I was just surprised. I'll just have to find someone to help me, that's all." I smiled at the Gumbie Cat, who nodded relieved. I knew she was feeling overwhelmed since Jelly had to stay a bit longer than planned on her human's den, meaning Jenny and Skimble were the only ones in the Junkyard with healer training and, while the railway cat was doing his best to help his sister, it was starting to take its toll on both of them.

"I'll help." A cheery voice said and I stopped breathing. I thought he had left! What was he doing here?

"I don't think…"

"Oh, Jerrie. How very nice of you." Jenny cut off my weak attempt to refuse. "They are playing right now. Come inside." She rushed us inside her den where we were greeted with excited shrieks and nuzzles, before the Gumbie Cat called the attention of the kits. "Kits, I have to go out for a while and I'm leaving both Munk and Jerrie here to look after you. I want you all to listen to them and behave, alright? If I come back and hear a single complaint about you there will be consequences, understood?"

"Yes, Miss Jenny." The answered dutifully and went back on playing with each other.

"They know better than misbehaving, so you shouldn't have much trouble handling them. And you Jerrie, help Munkustrap instead of behaving like one of the kits, alright?"

"What? Aunt Jenny!"

"Don't Aunt Jenny me, I've known you your whole life, Mungojerrie." She held her paw up and he huffed in annoyance, before agreeing to her and moving towards the kittens, proposing a game to them. "Now, if there's any problem…"

"Jenny. Just go. And take your time. I know you've been awfully busy lately, taking care of the kittens and being one of the only two healers currently in the junkyard, so go and see Cassandra and then stop by Skimble's den and take a nap, alright? I'm sure he won't mind. We'll handle the kittens until you return." I smiled at her, despite how nervous I feeling about staying alone with Mungojerrie. Jenny deserved some time off and, as the Jellicle Protector, it was my duty to make sure everyone was safe and healthy. Besides, we weren't exactly alone, there were more than a dozen kittens scattered around, so he wouldn't be able pull off any stunts with them here. Right?

"Oh, Munk, you're a gem, you know that?" She nuzzled my shoulder affectionately. "I'm so beat from the last few days, that I might just take you up on that offer." She smiled at me and I led her outside the den after checking and seeing the kittens completely entranced by Jerrie, who was explaining the rules of a game. "In about an hour or so they should start tiring. Take them to the kit's room, put them on the blankets and wait for them to fall asleep. Singing works like a charm, if they are too restless." She left after I reviewed the information and I sighed before entering the den again and saw all the kits moving around carefully completely hypnotized by Mungojerrie, who was in the middle of the room with a red piece of cloth over his eyes. After a couple of minutes one of the younger kits stumbled making some noise and suddenly all the kittens were running around, shrieking in delight, trying to escape from Jerrie's grabby hands, until he caught Augustus, taking off the blindfold and tickling the giggling tomkit, until all the youngsters ganged up and jumped on his back to help their friend.

I thought I was going to have to step in to help, but the orange tom had everything under control and handled the situation rather quickly. Before I even sat down they were already playing again, chasing each other around. I was impressed by how much energy Mungojerrie had. He spent a great part of the last hour running, jumping up and down and entertaining the kits without ever looking tired. It got me wondering for a second where else he could apply this energy, but as soon as that crossed my head I cringed and focused on playing with the few kits who weren't being chased by the orange tom, making sure they didn't get my tail.

"Okay, everyone, it's time for your nap." I said seeing most of them faltering and yawing.

"But, Munk, we're not sleepy." A blue eyed brown kit, with white markings on her paws and belly, Imani, drawled almost unable to keep her eyes open before I picked her up, nuzzling her muzzle softly.

"Come on now, kits. Listen to Munkustrap. He's not the Protector for nothing. He always knows what's best. Well, almost always." Jerrie said with a wicked grin and all the easiness I had been feeling for the past hour went away. "Now, if yer're all good kits, he'll sing ya'll asleep. 'ow about that, huh?" He offered, his expression unsuspicious again and the kittens perked up, all of them following me eagerly back to the room their blankets were in. I nuzzled each one affectionately and waited for them to settled down and press against each other for warmth, before I sat back on my hunches and started singing a sweet lullaby I heard my human sing to her child once a while back. Before long they were purring loudly, yawing, their little eyes closing slowly and by the end of the song they were all sound asleep. I stepped out of room, closing the door quietly not to disturb them, and looked around surprised to see that everything was being put back in order by Mungojerrie.

"Do you need any help with that?" I asked twitching my ear nervously, not feeling completely comfortable to be around the tom, even if his attention was focused on making sure Jenny's main room was pristine.

"Oh no, don't worry. It's not that messy." He answered lowly, his accent a bit heavier on his voice and I gulped, watching his lean body move around in complete silence, while he was putting things back to their places. "I'll be done in a minute or so. Why don't ya' make yourself comfortable?"

"I'll… I guess I'll go make myself some tea, d-do you want some?" I gulped, twisting my paws against each other, but he wasn't looking at me. In fact, it looked like he made a point in avoiding meeting my eye, flaunting his body in the most sensual and sinful way instead.

"Not really." He chuckled deeply and I nodded, stumbling out of the room, rushing to boil the water and put some distance between us. I took some calming breaths, focusing on the pattern of the cloth over the can Jenny used as a table and not on the fact that Jerrie's lower back had two adorable dimples and how his muscles just asked to be touched. Or kissed. Or licked.

"That's not proper! Stop it!" I whispered to myself, turning my head to see if the water had boiled already.

"What is not proper?" I jumped at hearing his voice so next to me and my breath hitched when I felt the heat of his body. We weren't touching, but he was so close I could see the dashes of green in his caramel eyes and feel his whiskers on my face. His lips curled into a wicked smile as he caged me, putting his hands on the counter behind me.

"J-Jerrie! I…"

"Yes?" He leaned in, making me bend back. I opened my mouth to ask him what the hell was he playing at. What the bloody did he thing he was doing. But nothing came out. I just stood there, mouth open staring at him, not breathing. "Ya' mean this? The things I'm doing? Or the reactions yer having?" He took one step, pressing his body against mine and I gulped, feeling my body's response. "I guess that's the answer." He grinned moving his leg between mine, rubbing his thigh on my already awakened member.

"No, Jerrie… Oh Bast…" I closed my eyes feeling him bite my collarbone, almost melting at the heat peak I felt running through my body. He chuckled darkly, nipping my jaw, before he sucked in my lower lip and pulled me to a kiss that could only be described as pornographic. "N-no! T-this is Jenny's den and the kits are…" I turned my head, pushing him back halfheartedly and he wasn't fazed in the slightest.

"Sound asleep." He licked my ear and I clutched my paws on his shoulders, that instead of pushing him back were pulling closer. "So, just lean back and enjoy…" He purred, lifting me up and settling me on the counter. "Oh and try to keep quiet. We don't want any of the youngsters waking up." He grinned, diving in towards my chest to lick my nipple, as his right hand inched up my inner thigh until he was stroking my crotch.

"J-Jerrie… Oh! Everlasting, t-this is wrong…" Despite my words, I found myself leaning back and grabbing the fur on top of his head while he made his way down my chest. "Oh! Bast!" I moaned brokenly, my eyes rolling back, once his lips enveloped me.

This is wrong! It is so wrong!

But it feels so… Good.


There. Just two more to go now...

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