Macavity slunk around the Junkyard.
"Macavity! Macavity! Eeee! Macavity!"
He rolled his eyes.
Paranoid girl...
He felt some urge to kidnap someone, but it wasn't Demeter.
As he rounded the corner, he saw him.
Who he wanted to kidnap.
Who he wanted.
To love.
To kidnap his heart.
He wanted him so badly.
The need built up inside of him.
It was so much.
He needed Munkustrap.
So badly.
Munkustrap moved with ease through the shadows, Demeter's paranoid screaming still in the background.
"You needed me?"
"...Yes.."
"Tonight's my off night. Demeter's less of a mate now."
"I know."
"Mmm..."
They embraced in the pale moonlight.
"Wanna fight?"
"Why?"
A nip.
A nibble.
Another kiss.
Munkustrap looked up at the ginger tom.
"It's so hard to pretend..."
"I know."
Macavity wrapped his arms around him and carried him off to a secluded part of London.
"It's our anniversary..."
"Yeah..."
"One month since we first mated.."
They smiled.
"Right here..."
"On a night like this.."
"My god.."
"I want you..."
"Not half as bad as I need you."
Macavity bent downa nd Munkustrap mounted him holding onto his neck with his teeth, possessivly, as if to tell the world that Macavity was his.
All his.
Munkustrap's breath was hot on Macavity's back and it made him shudder.
The grey tabby began to slowly insert himself in Macavity's waiting body.
It felt so good to both toms and they each let out a grunt of pleasure.
"Good."
"So good."
"I love YOU!"
Munkustrap groaned loudly as he began thrusting.
"Tight...Tight...So tight.."
Macavity growled, his large claws digging in the ground and he shivered slightly as he arched his back, feeling Munkustrap's hands pushed down on him.
"Don't stop or I'll slice your neck.."
"Cheeky today?"
"God, yesss..."
Munkustrap's seed erupted inside of Macavity and he grunted slightly.
"Oooh..."
Macavity moaned loudly.
"I love you..."
Munkustrap stroked the sides of Macavity's face.
"Ungh..."
Macavity let out a soft whimper as Munkustrap dismounted and came around to the front of him and they kissed softly.
He dug out two small glasses of milk and gave one to Macavity.
"Here's to a good month and may many more pass by..."
He smiled.
"To you, my Napolean of crime!"
"And to you."
They kissed again, before drinking the milk.
Life felt perfect to them.
In that short calm, they were happy and that was all that mattered.
"I've kidnapped your heart, Munku..."
"Well, wear it proudly, no ransom will ever free it from you..."
"I hope not.."