Misto's eyes widened. Had he just heard what he wanted to hear?
"What did you say?"
Munkustrap wrapped one arm around Misto's waist and slid the other up across his chest, his hand resting on Misto's shoulder. "I said, don't leave." he whispered again in Misto ear.
Misto turned his head to the left and looked over his shoulder. "Why?" he asked.
"Because I said so and because we need to talk."
Misto laughed and turned around in Munku's arms. "I'm not staying just because you say so." "And not because your arms feel so damn good around me." he thought.
Munkustrap smiled, he thought Misto's laugh was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. He threaded his left hand through the fur on the side of Misto's face and laughed softly, the laugh vibrating in his chest.
"Then stay because I ask." he said softly.
Misto smiled, his eyes teasing. "I don't know... You haven't really asked." His lips twitched in a smile.
Munkustrap saw the look on Misto's face and knew he was teasing. He pulled Misto closer and felt Misto run his hands up his chest and link his hands behind his neck. Munkustrap tilted his head down and tilting Misto's head up pressed his mouth to the smaller toms.
Misto gave a small gasp; he hadn't been expecting this, but responded back passionately. Munkustrap slid his tongue teasingly along the edges of Misto's lips, and when he parted them, Munku slipped his tongue into Misto's mouth and began to caress Mistoffelees' tongue with his.
Misto moaned softly deep in his throat and continued to duel with Munkustrap.
Munkustrap trilled a low purr and smiled when he felt and heard Misto respond in kind.
"We should stop before we get carried away." Misto hissed.
The two got in a few more kisses and then pulled back, still holding each other.
"We need to talk." Munkustrap said.
Misto nodded. "You're right."
Munkustrap hooked a nearby chair with his foot and strattled it, his arms resting on the back of the chair.
Misto sat Indian style and levitated in the air.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Tell you what Munkustrap? That I'm wildly in love with you past the point of insanity? That whenever I see you with Demeter, or any other queen for that matter, that it drives me crazy?"
He levitated so that he was at eyelevel with Munkustrap
"And that whenever you touch me all I can think about is you?" he asked, looking into Munkustrap's hazel eyes.
Munku stared back at Misto, looking into his flashing blue eyes. "I had no idea you felt that way about me."
"Yes, damnit!" Misto growled. "What about you? I just spilled my guts and you haven't said a word."
Munkustrap exhaled slowly. "Truthfully? I don't know what to say."
"You could say something about what just happened. Try that."
Munkustrap stayed quite for a moment, looking for the words.
"I've never felt anything like that before. I have no idea what the hell I should say. I could start with wow..."
Misto burst out laughing.
"What?" Munkustrap asked, surprised.
Misto choked back his laughter. "Ahem. Sorry. It's just that," he smothered a giggle. "you normally know what to say, and seeing you stumble over your words, I find it cute." he said, smiling.
Munku sulked. "Well, I glad one of us finds it cute." he pouted.
Misto leaned forward so their foreheads were touching. "Yeah, and I find that pout kinda sexy. Now you were saying?"
"You're not letting me off the hook are ya?" Munkustrap sighed.
"Nope, sorry." Misto replied shaking his head.
"Alright." Munkustrap said. "That was incredible." he whispered.
"So why am I sensing confusion?" Misto asked. "I can sense you liked it, but I'm getting a lot of confusion and a little bit of fear."
"I thought just Tant and Cori were psychic." Munku responded, avoiding the question.
"I'm not. I'm empathic. That means I can sense emotions and right now, yours are screaming at me."
Misto cupped the side of Munku's face. "Talk to me my warrior. Why are you afraid?"
"All of this scares me Misto. I'm sure I'm in love with you, but at the same time, this all scares the hell out of me."
Munkustrap stood up and pulled away, both physically and emotionally
Misto turned around and set his feet on the ground. "And you think I'm not scared?" he asked. "I'm just as scared as you."
Rising on tiptoe, Misto gently kissed Munku on the cheek. "It'll be okay. You'll see."
"So are you just lying to me to make me happy or do you really mean it?"
"I mean it."
"Good."
Both toms looked outside. It was still wet, icky and rainy out there. Misto made a face and the weather and promptly sneezed. He swore softly, rubbing his nose.
"I'm not supposed to be sick."
"You really should swear so much." Munkustrap said.
Misto shot Munku a semi annoyed look.
"And don't give me that look either."
Misto stuck out his tongue.
"Or that one."
He took Misto's hand in his. "Come on, let's get you something to eat and take care of that cold."

~A week later.~
Misto and Munku were in the 'yard.
"How's the cold? Is it gone?"
Misto nodded.
"Good." Munku replied and licked Misto's nose.
"Don't do that." Misto said, sneezing.
"But it's fun." Munkustrap said, rolling onto his back and pawing the underside of Misto's chin. The two laughed softly and kissed, not knowing that they were being watched.
Demeter growled softly to herself. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She closed her eyes and then after a moment, opened them again.
Yep, still there, she wasn't seeing things.
Mistoffelees and Munkustrap. And they were kissing.
Her eyes flashed with anger and hurt. "I thought we were together." she hissed, watching as the two embraced. She knew that couples like this happened in the tribe, but it still hurt. A lot. She stepped out of the shadows.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
Misto and Munku jumped apart.
"Demeter." Munkustrap whispered.
Misto stared back at the golden queen in shock.
"Don't you "Demeter" me." she hissed. "I thought you were in love with me! Instead you pick him!!" Demeter screamed, pointing at Misto. "Why? Why him?"
"Because I wanted this. Because I love him."
Misto smiled and squeezed Munku's hand when he heard this.
Demeter slapped Munkustrap, drawing blood. "I thought... I had hoped we were to be together, but you went and picked this scrawny little tom instead. I'll make sure you regret that."