Disclaimer: The SWAT Kats are owned by Hanna Barbera and the Tremblay Brothers. I own the OCs.
For those who want a little more action, its coming up in the next chapter.
For now, this picks up where the last one left off. Then what occurs at the Dance Club.
Enjoy!
The Morning's sun rose, spreading its light into Jasmine's bedroom windows, and onto the bed's two occupants. After several heated moments, they fell asleep in each other's arms, completely bare.
Jasmine felt the warm rays of the sun, streaming in through the slats of the blinds, warming her, and started to waken. She stretched out her left arm, and felt an un-familiar weight on her right. Her gaze shifted to the right, to see Marissa, still peacefully sleeping. 'So last night really happened,' she thought and lifted the covers to see Marissa's right arm draped across her waist. After she lowered the blanket, she started running the fingers of her left paw through Marissa's hair, saying, "Marissa, I need to get up. You can stay, if you want."
Marissa's response was to pull Jasmine tighter into her body, resting her head on Jasmine's right shoulder. Then letting out a purr on contentment.
Jasmine giggled for a second, then said, "Oh, she's the type who wants to cuddle away the morning." She quickly looked at the clock on her nightstand, read the time, and curled back up next to Marissa, figuring she could spare a few more minutes of cuddle-time with her now lover.
Just as she was settling in, there was a knock on the door to her apartment. She ignored it at first, basking in the warmth from the sun and Marissa's very warm, naked body. But whoever was outside of her apartment, knocked again. Jasmine lifted the covers from her body, carefully removed Marissa's arm, laid it back down, and slipped out of the bed. She grasped her phone from the nightstand, and accessed the apartment's security cameras. Once the application loaded and established a connection to the server, the screen showed the camera facing the outer hall, and her tomfriend, Sean, dressed in a pair of fitting blue-jeans and a red shirt. "What's he doing here!?" Jasmine asked herself. Then went back to the bed, to wake Marissa.
Marissa felt Jasmine shake her, but since she was larger, she was able to pull Jasmine on top of her, kissed her, then said, "If you wanted to make love, one more time, Jas, you need to be a little nicer when waking me."
As appealing as it would be to make love to Marissa again, now was not the time, especially with Sean outside. "Marissa, Sean's outside, I don't think he is ready to find out, his girlfriend is sleeping with another she-cat quite yet. You need to let me up, and get up yourself." She then smelled her bedroom and quickly realized it wreaked of musk and sex. She hoped the odor didn't leave the bedroom.
Marissa let her go and flung the covers from her body. As she search for her clothing, she asked, "Did I leave my bag out in the living room last night? I sort of need some new underwear after you tore mine from my body."
Jasmine slipped a cream colored robe onto her body, as she answered, "I have no idea, Marissa. What I do know is Sean is going to be looking for the spare fob to my apartment any minute, and I don't need him seeing you in all your glory. I'm going to answer the door, and hopefully, get him to leave, without too many questions." She then left the bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Jasmine almost ran through her apartment to get to the door, before Sean let himself in. She managed to open the door in time to see Sean reaching up over the door jam to get the spare fob, with his shirt stretched tight across his abs. "Hey, what are you doing here this early in the morning, Sean?" She asked.
As Sean lowered his arm and he looked down at his girlfriend, who was wearing a short robe, he said, "Good morning to you too. I wanted to take you out for a decent breakfast before you headed to work this morning, Jasmine."
"That's sweet of you, Sean. But I really don't have time for breakfast this morning." She said.
Sean took a quick glance at the time of his watch and noticed it was only 6:30 in the morning. "Jas, you don't have to be at your shift until eight. It's only 6:30, you have an hour and a half before you need to report in. You have plenty of time to have breakfast."
Then, there was a crash from the bedroom, which caused Jasmine to wince.
"Who's in there, Jasmine?" Sean asked, obviously concerned.
"No one, I'm here by myself," she said.
There was another crash and this time, Sean lifted Jasmine out of the way, so he could enter the apartment, to see what could have caused the noise.
"Sean, there really isn't anyone here," Jasmine said as she turned around, closing the door behind her.
Sean entered further into the apartment and when he came around the left side of the couch, he almost tripped over Marissa's Overnight bag. Once he regained his footing, he slowly turned to the left, picked up the bag, then asked, "If there is no one else here, who's bag is this? I know its not yours, Jasmine!"
"Sean," Jasmine started saying but Marissa exited the bedroom, wearing a pair of black capri leggings and a black tank top, saying, "The bag is mine, Sean."
"Yours? Not that I don't mind seeing you, Marissa, but why are you here?" Sean asked.
Marissa went over to Jasmine, took her left paw in her right, then said, "Jasmine and I have something to tell you."
"Why do I have the feeling, I should be sitting for this," Sean said as he sat on the couch, lowing the bag to the floor.
"Sean," Jasmine said. "I didn't expect this to happen, I'm.. Marissa and I.."
"Let me, Jas," Marissa said. She faced Sean, then continued where Jasmine faltered, "Jasmine and I started seeing each other."
"Seeing each other as in, going out for drinks, strictly platonic, or seeing each other, as in dating and sleeping with each other?" Sean nervously asked.
"Mostly, the latter," Jasmine said.
Sean leaned forward, resting his head on his hands, then asked, "Where does that leave us, Jasmine? I love you, I don't want to lose you."
"I don't want to lose you either, Sean. I love you too, but, I also feel real good when I'm with Marissa. I'm as confused about all of this as you are. However, I don't want to stop seeing either of you," Jasmine said.
"I have a suggestion, if you don't mind hearing from the Other She-Cat?" Marissa asked.
"I never thought I would hear that phrase used, when it pertains to my love life, but go ahead," Sean said.
Marissa grasped her paw tighter, then said, "We all share. You continue dating Jasmine, Sean, and I get to date her, as well. Nothing is a secret from another. Well, almost nothing."
"You can't be serious?" Sean asked.
"I am, unless you want to be in a relationship with both of us? Although, I think you wouldn't mind, sleeping with two very beautiful she-cats at the same time," Marissa said.
"That never crossed my mind," Sean said. He rose to his feet, looked at the two lovers, then asked, "I was planning on taking my girlfriend out for breakfast this morning, I guess, we can make it a three some and figure out this, very strange relationship."
Several hours later, Artemis was running a brush through her hair, while Roland tied his shoes. They both looked hot. Artemis was wearing a yellow dress with a pair of thin straps over her shoulders. The top showed off everything from the top of her chest up, a semi-tight bodice, and a very light skirt, that fell just above her knees.
Roland was wearing a pair of light-tan slacks, and a polo shirt that matched Artemis' dress. Per her request, he left the buttons open, to show off more of his broad chest. He looked over to her and instantly felt very warm, the longer he looked at her legs, peeking out from under her dress. 'How I managed to get her to say yes, I'll never know,' he thought, then asked, "Who are we meeting tonight?"
As Artemis put the brush down, she answered, "My friend, Callista and her husband, as well as Mr. Valdez and his wife, Camille."
"And where are we meeting them again? I vaguely remember you saying something about dancing?" He asked, checking his own hair in the mirror.
Artemis rose from the chair she was sitting in, spun on the ball of her left foot, then danced her way over to Roland. She spun him around to face her, kissed him, rather deeply, then said, "A Latin club on the upper east side of the city. Mr. Valdez wanted to know how good of a dancer I was. So, he invited us to join him and his wife for a night of dancing."
Roland encircled is arms around her waist, then said, "I maybe a black belt in Martial Arts, dear. But that doesn't mean I can move on a Dance Floor, especially at some Latin club."
She kissed his nose, then said, "You are going to be fine. Just because Mr. Valdez and his wife dance competitively, doesn't mean they are going to wipe the floor with you. Mr. Valdez is a very nice and polite tom, and I'm sure Camille is just as sweet. We are going to have a great time tonight. Besides, all of that Latin music. Gets me in the mood for, another type of dancing, one that is, quite intimate."
Hearing that she wanted to sleep with him again, made Roland blush, then take her paw and pulling her out of the room as fast as possible.
Another hour later, they pulled into the Parking Lot of the club. Roland was forced to park in a far off spot, away from the rest of the Patron's cars, so they wouldn't be scratched or dinged by his beat up sedan. However, once the Valets got a good look at the gorgeous she-cat that emerged from the passenger's seat, they quickly changed their tunes to wanting Roland to park in their sections.
In response, Artemis bent her left knee and placed her paws on her very feminine hips, while she waited for Roland to slip out of the car.
Roland closed his door, and darted around the front of the car to get to Artemis. But, she had other ideas. As he rounded the front of the car, she twirled on the ball of her right foot, letting her skirt float in the air, exposing more of her thighs to the Valets, then wrapped her arms around Roland's neck, before she kissed him.
Roland kissed her back, slipping his tongue into her mouth, while his left paw found purchase on her backside, giving the shapely globes a firm squeeze.
Her eyes shot open in surprise, then closed as she fell under the spell of Roland's kiss.
His paws left her backside and landed on her lower back, never stopping kissing her once.
Callista and Ulysses arrived at the club. She was assisted out of the car by one of the valets. She turned to him, and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Its always a pleasure to assist such a beautiful she-cat," he said.
Ulysses rounded the front of the car to Callista's right side, slipped his arm around her waist, then said, "And she's my wife."
"My apologies," the valet said.
"No harm done," Callista said. She rubbed the valet's left cheek, as she said, "I appreciate being called beautiful, by a much younger tom."
The valet closed his eyes and let out a purr, so deep, it reverberated into Callista's paw.
She pulled her paw back, as she said, "That's not a polite way to behave with a she-cat you don't even know!"
"I.. I don't know what came over me!" The valet said, obviously shocked by his own actions. "I'm sorry I purred for you, but your touch felt so heavenly, I simply couldn't help myself, please forgive me!"
"I'll forgive you on one condition!" She said.
"Anything!" He said,
"You are to volunteer, next weekend at The MegaKat City Battery Center for She-Cats. Do what they ask of you, and I will let this little transgression, slide," she said.
The valet reached out and took her paws in his, then said, "I'll be there, I promise and I sincerely apologize for my behavior." He went to tend to the next vehicle.
"You really should be the Mayor, Callista. This city needs someone like you," Ulysses said.
"I've spent far too much time, being a queen, Ulysses. I love my much simpler life, with my husband by my side. Besides, I have a Community Center to help run and those very young sorcerers and sorceresses to nurture." She looked over her left shoulder, and saw Artemis and Roland in a very passionate lip lock. She giggled, then said, "Young love, there is nothing like it."
Ulysses turned in the direction she was looking in, and rolled his eyes at the sight. He leaned over to Callista, then asked, "Do I have to break that up?"
She leaned back into him, then said, "You do, and you will be sleeping on the couch, with Persival."
"Isn't he at the house, with Callie and her kittens?" Ulysses asked.
"Yes he is, and so can you. Callie could use an extra set of paws to help with the girls, grandpa," Callista said, then laughed.
Her laughter made its way to Artemis' ears. She pulled back from hers and Roland's kiss, then said, "My benefactor is here. Come and meet the she-cat who can guarantee my acquittal."
Artemis took Roland's paw in hers, led him over to Callista and Ulysses, then let go of Roland and hugged Callista. "Thank you for believing in me."
Callista hugged her back, and said, "You're welcome, Artemis." She let her go, looked at the dress she was wearing, then said, "I remember when I could wear something like that."
"You still can wear this, and what's with the Trench coat? There's not a cloud in sight?" Artemis asked.
"The dress I'm wearing is a surprise for my husband, which will be revealed, on the dance floor," Callista said.
"I can't wait to see it," Artemis said. "Callista, Ulysses, please meet my fiancé, Roland. Roland, this is Mr. and Mrs, Feral. She is the one who hired Mr. Valdez as my council."
Roland extended his right paw to them, and said, "We both can't thank you enough. She would still be in prison, if it wasn't for Mr. Valdez."
Callista took his paw first, then said, "Artemis needed a good layer, I wasn't about to let the Public Defender handle her case. I've known Eduardo for years, he's helped me on more than one occasion, and always won." She leaned into Roland, then whispered, "You two look very good together."
Roland ran the finger of his right paw through his hair, as he said, "Thank you, Callista."
She quickly kissed his cheek, then said, "You were destined to marry her, Roland. And have three kittens with her. She's almost in her cycle, I hope those kittens don't come too soon." And walked back to her husband, with a knowing smile on her lips.
Roland was flabbergasted. He did love Artemis and wanted to have kittens with her, eventually. But he questioned, 'How does she know we are going to have three kittens and where Artemis is in her cycle?'
Eduardo and Camille pulled up to the Valet stand in his Vintage Powder Blue Cadillac convertible with the top down. He stopped at the stand and another valet opened the passenger's door for Camille. He reached inside with his right paw and his left arm tucked behind his back, and said, "May I help you out of the car, Senora?"
Camille took his paw with her left, rose out of the car, as she said, "Gratias tibi valde. Et stud calidus!"
Eduardo listened to his wife call the Valet a Hot Stud and had to chuckle. In the forty years he's known her, she was always a Harmless Flirt. But she was his, and their love was very strong. However, he couldn't resist playing with her, whenever he had the opportunity. "Camille, mi carissime uxorem. Puto te in hoc calidum effectum, exspecta usque ad occursum duas feminas accubans apud nos. Et pulchritudo tam esse regina."
Camille turned around to face her husband, then said, "You think our dinner companions are quite beautiful, mi Amore?"
"Ita I do. Sed non est similis tui pulchritudinem eorum," Eduardo said, with a smile.
"Come here, my husband," Camille said.
Eduardo walked around the front of the car. His black suit with white lapels fit him perfectly, which Camille definitely noticed. She let out an almost silent purr, then said, "Cum autem in hac nocte tuus cauda mea!"
Eduardo stopped in front of his wife. His eyes wandered over her and saw her long curly black hair, that was very lightly streaked with gray, her dark brown eyes, very kissable lips, and despite being 55, had a body that made lots of younger she-cats jealous. Then there was her choice of attire. Her dress was silver sequent, with black silk trim around the edged, which was quite form-fitting. It had two straps holding the dress over her shoulders, and the right hem was higher on her thigh than the left. He leaned forward, kissed her, then said, "Audivi te satis bene, Johann et cauda non est mea, usquam vos volo. Et adhuc tecum sum demens in amore cum omnibus illis annis."
Callista understood Latin and laughed, quite loudly.
Eduardo and Camille turned their heads to face her, then Camille asked, "Something funny?"
"Not at all," Callista said. "You two compliment each other, perfectly. I can see why you both fell in love with each other.
"Si, I fell in love with, my dear Camille, almost at first sight," Eduardo said, latching his right arm around Camille's waist. "And I love her more, each day."
"Speaking of love, I would love to get in there!" Camille said. "I heard the band is calidissimus! Come, Eduardo, we have a date with the Dance Floor!" Then, she pulled Eduardo into the club.
Callista, Ulysses, Artemis, and Roland followed them into the club, and almost instantly, their ears were flooded with the sounds of Latin music from the band. They found Eduardo and Camille already dancing the samba, with large smiles on their faces.
Roland found an open table for six off in the corner. Since the music was quite loud, he pointed to the table, motioning for the rest to follow.
Almost as soon as everyone was seated, Artemis' left foot started tapping on the floor in time to the beat of the music. Soon after, the tip of her right index finger tapped on the table as well. She looked at her fiancé, who was watching Eduardo dance with Camille. She watched his face change when Eduardo spun Camille and her dress lifted up, exposing most of her thighs to all in the club. That was Roland's downfall. Artemis grabbed his left paw in hers, pulled him out of his seat, and dragged him onto the dance floor.
As Roland stopped, he said, "If you wanted to dance with me, that badly, Artemis, you could have simply asked."
She started moving her hips with the music, as she said, "I know, but that was much more fun. Plus, I can't have my future husband, admiring another she-cats legs, when his paws could be on mine." She lifted her left leg, very high in the air, so her toes pointed at the ceiling, then asked, "My legs are better, anyway, right, Roland?"
Roland couldn't take his eyes off of her, not even for a second. To him, she is a goddess, and one with a perfect pair of legs. He ran his paws up her leg, starting high on her thigh and up to her calf, savoring the feel of the fine fur on her leg, before gently pushing her leg back to the floor, so all of the toms in the club didn't get a chance to get an eyeful of the color of her underwear, which was just as racy as the wearer.
Artemis loved Roland's touch, especially on her legs. She un-voluntarily let out a purr, loud enough for Ulysses and Callista to hear back at the table.
Roland heard her purr and responded by encircling his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly to him, and saying, "I absolutely love it when you purr, Artemis." He kissed her quickly, then said, "Keep purring like that, and I might not be able to control myself, much longer."
She kissed him, then said, "Maybe I don't want you to control yourself, Roland. Now, dance with me!"
"With pleasure," Roland said. They both moved out to where Eduardo and Camille were dancing, right along with them.
Camille watched Artemis and Roland danced, almost as well as she and her husband did. She leaned over to Artemis, then said, "You both are quite good. Eduardo mentioned, you teach dance, ever consider teaching a Latin Class?"
Roland dipped Artemis to the point where her hair touched the floor. Roland righted her, spun her on her left foot, and when she stopped, she responded, "I have never thought about it before. Not a bad idea at all. Of course, I would have to run it past Lisa, and of course Pirouette."
Camille stopped dancing, faced Artemis, then asked, "Pirouette! As in the SWAT Kat!?"
Artemis stopped and faced her, then said, "One in the same. She owns the studio, and could be persuaded."
"Then, let's persuade her, and I might be enticed to help teach that class," Camille said.
The band started playing a fast moving song, which made almost everyone in the club to leave their seats and start dancing the exact same moves.
Eduardo kissed Camille's left paw, then said, "Mrs. Feral owes me a dance, my dear. I think its time to collect."
He went over to the table where Ulysses and Callista were sitting, extended his right paw to her, then asked, " Utinam ego hoc choro?"
Ulysses was completely confused as to what Eduardo was saying, since he didn't understand Latin. "Mr. Valdez," Ulysses said.
Eduardo lifted his heated to face Ulysses, and said, "Eduardo, my friends never call me by my last name."
"Very well, Eduardo,"Ulysses said.
"Multoque melius est," Eduardo said with a smile. "Camille and I prefer to speak in Latin, when we are together."
"Ulysses, Eduardo asked me to dance with him, you don't mind, do you?" Callista asked.
"Not at all," he said.
"Good," Eduardo said. "Come, Callista. The floor is waiting."
Callista took his paw in hers, rose from her seat, then shed her Trench coat, revealing her dress.
Ulysses' and Eduardo's eyes went wide when Callista dropped her coat to the ground. She was wearing a red sequined dress with two very wide slits on the sides, revealing most of her long legs. The dress contoured to her backside and waist, was almost backless, and a single strap securing the dress around her neck, as well as revealing a good amount of her chest.
"Please excuse me, if this is impolite, Ulysses. Your wife is the most beautiful she-cat, I have ever seen. I'm going to be dancing with a goddess," Eduardo said, not removing his eyes from Callista.
"My friend, you have no idea how true that statement is," Ulysses said.
Eduardo turned his head in question, then asked, "Quid?"
End of Chapter