Enjoy. . .
He looked into her eyes, those soft, beautiful brown eyes. . .
The ginger menace was silently creeping around the edges of the Junkyard. He was eyeing the inside and could see the clearing where some cats appeared to be walking around. In the dying sunlight he could make out a few of them but not very well. He could see a scarlet cat, one with a big fluffy mane, a small black and white cat following an older black and gold cat. He didn't remember those last two.
There was a twinkle of glass somewhere behind him and he turned around. He looked out over the piles of junk around him, smaller piles in comparison to what was on the other side of the fence. He warily turned back around to look at the Yard. A light figure landed on him! He gasped as they went down and tumbled a ways before stopping. He didn't get a good look at his attacker but he could feel that it had to be female.
He grappled with her and they went into a roll over each other. She suddenly flung herself away from him and hissed.
Suddenly Macavity stopped, he looked up and in his excited haze he didn't recognize the tux queen at first. His first instinct was to take her back to his lair and rape her but when he caught sight of her soft brown eyes his heart skipped a beat.
He hadn't he queen before him in six long years.
"Callestia!?"
She froze and her eyes grew big, "Macavity!" Suddenly she sprung at him and held onto him tight.
Both had missed each other with a deep longing and now were shocked to be together again. She felt herself smiling so hard that her cheeks ached. He pressed her against him and could feel just how much she had grown in the six years he had been gone. She was definitely a queen.
He took her in his arms and swung around with her happily, taking in her familiar scent. He put her down and fully looked at her, "My you've grown," he whispered. She was seventeen now and she had filled out quite nicely in his opinion.
"Oh Macavity! I missed you so much!" She shouted and then buried her face back into his chest fur. She purred loudly and smiled as he held her.
Later that night Macavity sat with Callestia leaning into him, he held her paw lovingly and rubbed it against her lips. She smiled and purred.
"So what is the tribe up to these days love?" He asked.
She shifted her shoulders as if she didn't want to talk about it, but then relented, "Well. . .Deuteronomy had another son he named Admetus. Jelly had a tom after you left named Alonzo, he's six now. Besides that not much has changed."
His eye lids dropped seductively, "And what of Jennyanydots and Skimbleshanks?"
She smiled and blushed, "Rumpleteazer is doing fine, growing fast and as ornery as ever. They moved into their own den since Bombalurina and Demeter moved out."
Macavity looked at his kittenhood crush closer, "You've changed a lot love. Do you. . .have a tom at the Yard?" His voice was smooth and didn't have any bit of hostility at all to it.
She shook her head and then looked straight into his eyes, "Never. It was always you."
She snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He responded by falling back and pulling her on top of him. Before the two knew it they were mating. They rolled around as one and their time together was full of love and passion. Callestia had waited for Macavity and in the back of his mind he was sad that he hadn't waited for her. Regret didn't matter now though because she was here and being with her was truly more amazing than being with any other queen in the years since he had left. Neither of them cared when he released himself inside the queen.
When they were done Macavity held her in his arms. Her fur was ruffled and she was panting, there was a faint pain between her legs but Macavity had been gentle with her. His chest was going up and down with her paw onto of it as he caught his breath. Callestia leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, he pulled her closer and nuzzled his nose into her soft head fur.
That night she left him and they promised to return to the same spot the next night.
For nearly half a year this went on in secret. She would go on late night patrols and make a secret rendezvous with her tomfriend. He would be waiting for her and sometimes they would play a game of hide and seek, and when they found each other they would make love. One night in the middle of another night of love making Callestia and Macavity could hear the dignified voice of Bustopher Jones calling for his sister. She groaned and had to stop herself and her tomfriend.
"I'm sorry Macavity," she said breathlessly as he pulled out of her and let her sit up. The two rested before Callestia moved again, her brother's voice becoming more persistent. She frowned and sighed, "He's always interfering with my life. I know he loves me but he would never approve of this relationship." She looked at Macavity sadly.
He frowned back, "It doesn't have to be that way." Her sad eyes showed a flicker of hope, "Come with me Callestia," he offered. "Back to my warehouse and we'll be happy, you and me and future kits. I'll need an heir for the empire I'm building, you love me, I love you. We won't want for anything because I can get whatever your heart desires." He cupped her chin in his paw and tilted her head up to look closer into her brown eyes. "You and I both want kits, you know that. I'd love them just as much as I love you. "
Callestia thought about it and then heard Munkustrap's voice as he too joined in calling for her. By the sound of it the newest Jellicle Protector was getting close.
She thought quickly, "Give me a day to think about it. I do love you Macavity, I really do. It's just. . ." she glanced over her shoulder and oculd see the silver tabby making his way to where she was. She slowly turned her head back to the ginger tom, "My family. I can't just up and leave them, not like Griddlebone. Her family didn't care about her, mine does." She bit her lip.
Macavity's look was one of deep understanding. "Alright my love. Take all the time you desire." He kissed her on the cheek and then dashed away into the shadows.
Munkustrap came up behind Callestia, too late to see his enemy dissapear. He smiled when he saw the younger tux queen standing in a small clearing, "There you are Callestia. We've been calling you. Haven't you heard?" He put a comforting paw on her shoulder as he led her back to the Yard.
When Demeter came back from being held prisoner by the ginger siblings, Callestia had helped ease her terrified mind. The two became close friends and the tux helped the younger queen be herself again. Still, the events of her captivity had left the gold queen with horrific nightmares. With permission from Bombalurina and their aunts, Munkustrap had been allowed to move in with the scarlet and gold sisters. He was there to care for Demeter when her nightmares came over her.
She shook her head, "No, sorry Munkustrap. I was, uhm, staring at the moon." They both looked up and saw a beautiful white orb above them. "Isn't it amazing?"
He nodded, "Indeed. I couldn't agree more."
She looked at her older friend, "How is Demeter? Any more nightmares?"
Munkustrap blushed and shook his head, Demeter had become his queenfriend a year ago, which was another reason he was allowed to live with her. "No, not lately. I think they're finally starting to go away. She's still paranoid that he's around though." He shook his head again, "That damn bastard. Scared her so badly that she cant stand being alone for more than a few hours. Its terrile what he did to her." He refered to the day Macavity killed his sister and forced Demeter to watch.
Callestia looked at the ground, if only he knew what she had been doing. "And what of Asparagus's ward? Mungojerrie?"
The silver tabby sighed, "Ever since he took off we haven't been able to find him. I've contacted friends by the docks but no one has seen him. We think he's off trying to find his mother."
The tux queen nodded. "I remember he kept talking about that before he disappeared." She looked at her friend and her ears went forward. "Do you think he'll find her?"
They were nearing the Yard now, unaware that yellow eyes watched their backs from where they had come from. "I don't know Callestia. The times we live in these days are strange. What with Macavity running around and wrecking havoc, who knows where anyone could be."