Sapphira gasped for air. Her mind was running in circles, her face was hot, and she couldn't feel her body.
"Tugger!" She screeched. The Tugger, of course, just flashed a dashing smile at her. "How long where you eavesdropping?!" Sapphira added.
"Long enough to know…" He said licking his lips and smiling that jokester smile. To Sapphira, he resembled Mungojerrie a bit, but, The Tugger was too beautiful.
"Know what?" Sapphira said with utter disbelief. "The only thing known, is that you have an uncanny knack for trailing young, innocent queens!"
"That, and that you fancy me!" The Tugger said raising an eyebrow and smiling.
"Okay. But I was forced to say that!" She retorted. The Tugger stood behind her and started to rub her stiff shoulders.
"Sure, so it wouldn't concern you at all if I disappeared off of the face of the Earth?" He countered, smugly.
"No, but what I mean is-"
"You love me!" He said circling to the front of Sapphira and grabbing her waist. "Don't you deny it" He whispered in Sapphira's ear. It was warm and pleasant like nothing she had ever felt before, she simply shivered and shrugged all her affectionate feelings away. "… Because you were right, I do know how to make a queen feel good." He said louder, thrusting his hips into hers. Sapphira didn't have the energy to stop him, so she let her lower half roll to the beat of The Tugger's pushing.
He laid her down and crawled right above her and smiled. Sapphira closed her eyes softly. The Tugger caressed her curvy silhouette. All Sapphira did was purr with delight. The Tugger kissed her collarbone and Sapphira exhaled with pleasure. She had never known what it would be like to be embraced by another cat, she didn't even know the other way around. Sapphira was so overprotected by her other tribe that she never got the chance to ever do this.
"Tugger? Tugger? This… isn't right." They stood up at the same time and clasped each other's paws.
"No, I think this is the best thing that's ever happened to you." He said grabbing her by the waist and grinding his hips into hers again.
"Please hear me out." Sapphira immediately pushed herself away from his toned chest. "I… don't want this to be the way it is." She protested. The Tugger just walked back towards her and ran his paws down her back.
"Why?" The Tugger questioned. He knew she liked him. Who doesn't? Even Misto had a fondness for him.
"She's right!" Bombalurina exclaimed. She leapt onto the top of the scrap metal pile and reached for the Tugger's hands. She grasped them and made the Tugger stroke her down her back.
"I'm so sorry Bombalurina! I didn't mean to do this with him I just-" Sapphira tried to explain.
"It's not your blame. Tugger should know not to wave around his hips in front of every queen… Even my own sister!" Bombalurina said, hinting to Tugger about an affair he had with Demeter.
"Sorry, Bomba! I really liked her at the time!" He countered. All Bombalurina did was roll her eyes and lean into him.
"Must I always be calming your impulses?" She said stroking his head and planting a long kiss on his lips. The Tugger closed his eyes.
Sapphira walked away, with the voices of Jemima and Bombalurina alerting her about how the Tugger could be. Sapphira hung her head and thought to herself, what did I do to myself?
To be continued…
Haha! I'm so glad I got this one finished really fast. I know this one has a lot of… well, you know. So I intend to make the next one a bit more quality since this story was really… meh. So remember to comment and all that jazz! Thanks!