The Art of Being Naughty

by ulyferal

An experiment in writing I wanted to try. A series of short drabbles that tells a story in quick shots at least I hope that's how it will work out. Anyway, its definitely alternate universe, no one is who they are in the show and its male/male action.

37. Chapter 37

THE ART OF BEING NAUGHTY

Feral looked around the beautiful penthouse apartment. It was incredible; from the art work on the walls to the comfortable but expensive furniture to the exquisite bar in the corner to the fantastic view of Megakat Bay from the large picture window he was presently standing in front of.

Leo smiled indulgently at Ulysses as the tom oohed at the view. He carried over two glasses of sherry and handed one to Uly, who took it with a small shy smile. That unconscious coy look sent the snow leopard's pulse racing. Even when he wasn't trying to, the dark tom was sex personified.

"You like it? The sherry and the view," he said in amusement at the look of confusion on Ulysses' face at the question.

"Oh, yes to both, thank you," Uly said embarrassed. "It must be even more fantastic in the morning light," he sighed turning to stare out the window again while sipping the delicious sherry. The lights of the city glittered like stars and the water's gentle waves glimmered under the moonlight.

"I suppose it is, though I haven't really spent much time looking at it of late," Leon admitted.

Feral suddenly turned his head to stare at Sheron in surprise. "But you should always pause and look at the world around you, otherwise what we do for a living becomes just so much grind with no enjoyment. I always spend my off time going to the park, the mountains or the beach alone or with my family. It's so soothing to the soul."

He blushed as he noticed Leon just staring at him. "Sorry, I do get carried away a bit sometimes."

"No, you're passionate about life and there's no crime in that. I'm certain it's the reason you are able to come up with such well thought out skits for the dancers," Leon rumbled leaning close and nuzzling Ulysses' face.

The dark tom shivered at the wonderful feeling the leopard's closeness sent through his body. "I'd like to think so," he murmured, breathlessly.

Leon captured Ulysses' chin in his paw and lifted it so he could deposit a gentle kiss on the lips of the face he held. Leaning back a bit he breathed, "I know so. You are a treasure, Ulysses and I intend to show you just how much you mean to me."