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I'm back and I have a new chapter. :p And Mac getting handsy on poor shy Munk ;p

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"I'm going to murder you, Tugger." I muttered, gritting my teeth as I got down of my car, handing the key to the valet.

"Why? He was completely right. That color looks amazing on your fur and it brings out the color of your eyes." He answered with an honest, almost innocent, tone and I took a couple of seconds to wonder if my brother was actually retarded.

"Just smile, my dear. You have to look like you're enjoying yourself." Macavity said, brushing a hand on my lower back and I fought to not glare at him while we waked towards the lively chateau. A cheery young tom welcomed us to the party and took our coats, before leading us to the big Persian queen who was surrounded by guests.

"Oh, Munkustrap, am I right?" She got up and walked towards us, her coat opening and revealing her scandalous outfit.

"I-huh…" I stuttered, trying not to look at her body, so obviously put on display.

"Say something Munkustrap!" Tugger snapped through the hearing device.

"Lady Griddlebone," I coughed, taking her paw and placing a light kiss on top of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my lady." I plastered a smile on my face, making a point of not taking my eyes from her face.

"My, viscount, are you always this bashful?" She asked with a flirty tone, while putting a paw on my chest, and I froze, not knowing what to do. Wasn't she with Growltiger?

"I can guarantee he isn't at all shy when we are alone, are you, love?" I felt an unpleasant shiver run down my spine, as Macavity snaked a paw around my waist and pulled me closer.

"OH! The Mystery Cat himself!" She stepped back, clapping her paws in joy.

"Macavity, my dear." He took her paw and kissed it, before pulling my body tightly against his. "And this is Quaxo, my apprentice." He motioned to Misto who had a pleasant smile was his face and a murderous gleam in his eyes. Thankfully for us, that went nicely with being the trainee of a psychopath.

"Pleasure to meet you." The tux bowed and looked to us, leaving as soon as Macavity nodded.

"He will find our double agents, so we can bring them in the plan. Just in case you need any help," Tugger informed quickly as Griddlebone told us to follow her.

"He has been expecting you. We weren't sure if you would be able bring an end to your incarceration before the party, but we hoped so," she mentioned, leading us through the vast corridors of the house. "Here. I have to go back to the party, I can't be gone for too long." She opened the door, waited us for to enter, then closed it again.

"Macavity." The deep, rough voice came from the end of the room and the ginger cat moved quickly, hugging the dark tom next to the fireplace, before turning around, motioning me to get closer.

"Growltiger. This is Munkustrap, my friend." They smirked together and I stepped forwards, shaking hands with one of the most wanted criminals in the UK.

"How are you feeling, Munk? Shaking hands with the Bravo Cat, pretending to be the Napoleon of Crime's lover?" I smiled through Tugger's teasing, reminding myself that this was for the greater good.

"Oh, the viscount. Griddlebone couldn't hold her excitement when she heard back from you." I studied Growltiger for a second, surprised that he was actually shorter and much older than me. While his lover made a point of flaunting her beauty for anyone who'd care to look, appearing very concerned about her appearance, judging by the number of jewels she wore and the amounts of well-placed make up on her face, he was exactly the opposite. Aside from the medium sized hair combed back to perfection, he looked like he couldn't care less about what he looked like, wearing a robe and, quite possibly, sleepwear under it. "Your friend, huh? I suppose you had something to do with getting him out of the big house. But it looks like you forgot something." He chuckled friendly, tugging lightly at Macavity's shirt, making the inhibitor apparent, and I smiled as charmingly as I could, feeling the ginger's paws wonder over my bum.

"Well, one step at a time, right? I got him out of jail much faster than I thought, which was a surprise, but I'm no miracle worker. That will take some time and some very good behavior." I joked, thumbing his jaw in a loving motion, while I dug my claws to the back of his neck.

"I like this young tom." Growltiger's booming laugh made us look a back at him. "Can I offer either of you a drink? I have scotch and red wine here." He moved towards a small fridge, pulling out two bottles.

"I'll have the wine, please."

"Same." He nodded, with a smirk, pouring then giving us our drinks, before leading us towards two big arm-chairs, next to the big window.

"I'll ask a maid to get us another chair."

"Nonsense." Macavity said before I could thank Growltiger for his surprisingly gentle manners. Every report we had on him always lead me to believe he despised other breeds. Everyone, really. Well, he is planning on blowing up the world and decimating everyone. My mind supplied. "He'll sit on my lap. You don't mind, do you, love?"

"Of course not…" I pressed my teeth together, telling myself to smile, while he pulled me onto his lap and put his paw really far up in my thigh. They started talking about Growltiger's activities over the years Macavity had been incarcerated, while Tugger updated the information we had, and I forced myself not to react to the ginger cat lightly rubbing my inner thigh. I felt my face burning in embarrassment when I realized, not only Growltiger seemed very interested in our interactions, but that I was starting to feel aroused by Macavity's touches. I gulped, touching his arm gingerly, stopping him from going any further up, and he dug his nails lightly on my skin, making me moan and close my eyes. "Stop it, love…" I choked, ignoring Tugger's laughter.

"Oh, don't worry, I don't mind," the Bravo Cat chuckled, downing his scotch before getting up to get more.

"He's watching us." Macavity whispered, petting my ear, turning the hearing device off and, sliding his paw to the back of my neck and pulling me towards him. "I'm going to kiss you." He said before pressing our lips together, forcing his tongue into my mouth and pawing my groin extravagantly. I groaned in surprise. I knew full well I couldn't fight him without causing some suspicion, but I actually found myself enjoying not only his touch and the knowledge that we were being watched. It brought me to a whole new level of pleasure. "He looks convinced. So and do you…" He whispered, massaging my waking member and I sneaked a paw over his stopping his movements, moving my lips towards his neck, nipping the flesh with unnecessary strength.

"Do this again and no one will ever find your body." I said as lowly as I could, digging my fangs into his neck, smiling when he went completely tense and groaned in pain, before taking off his hand from my groin. "This is an incredible collection. Mac and I were just discussing it, is it yours?"

"Yes, it is." He chuckled, looking towards the stacks full of books. "Griddlebone isn't quite the reader, she prefers more dangerous activities as a past time." He spoke with deep fondness in his voice and I nodded, sliding a paw to the back of Macavity's neck, scratching it lightly in warning. "Now, let's move on to business, shall we?"