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The Model and the Street Cat	By : ulyferal Category: +S through Z > Top Cat Views: 1555 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Top Cat. It belongs to Hanna Barbera and I make nothing from writing this story.

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Let's Do This Again!
Later that night, T.C. pulled the mag out and stared at Misha's picture again. 'Why does he haunt me so? He was just a great lay nothing more.' He sighed and felt the heat rise in him again. 'Yeah but what a lay and soo beautiful. Snap out of it! He's a male you only do that once in a while. Time to look for a bit of female entertainment." He told himself firmly.
But hours later, a disgruntled T.C. returned to his can dissatisfied. He found a female friend but it fell flat and he bid her a good night without taking her up on her offer to spend the night. He found himself shockingly not interested. This just wasn't like him. He went to bed upset with himself.
Across town in a classy apartment complex....
Misha stared around his fancy apartment. He was depressed. His encounter of the other night had been the most intense of his life. When he had been younger, the glitz, the females, and the pampering was all he looked forward to but as time passed he found himself chafing under it all. He ate on someone else's schedule, dressed in clothes he didn't like, moved, stood, sat, or laid as ordered for the cameras, traveling constantly to shoots. It was an exciting life but all the people he encountered were shallow and looking out for number one. The hectic pace was wearing and he was surprised to find that he was very tired of it. The females only wanted him for a quick lay or to have someone beautiful to escort them to the whose whose of the fashion set.
What he wouldn't give for another night with that handsome alley cat or maybe a permanent place with him. He stopped shocked at that thought. That single encounter was not enough to throw his life away and live on the streets but oh how much he wanted to see that tom again. He wanted to feel that intense sensation of lust and fire once more. It made him feel alive.
Unfortunately, he'd told the tom he wouldn't be able to come again. His chances of finding that stray tom in such a huge city was astronomical. It had been just dumb luck that first time but he couldn't stop thinking about it. Hours later, unable to sleep, Misha finally gave up. Dressing in T-shirt and jeans he took off in his sports car and headed for that alley where he'd met the scruffy cat and prayed for a miracle.
Back in Top Cat's Alley...
After trying to sleep and failing, T.C. finally crawled back out of his can, dressed and made his way to that special alley. He knew he was being stupid. The chances he'd find Misha there again were absolutely zero but he couldn't stop himself. The beauty had to have been slumming as the wealthy tended to do when they were looking for new thrills. But Misha didn't seem the type.
Catching the rear of a passing street car, T.C. rode it to the uptown alleys. Reaching his destination, he jumped off and began prowling the alley ways again. He was about to give up after looking for an hour when in a recessed doorway came a soft call. He stopped and moved closer and was pleased to see Misha.
"Well fancy meeting you here?" He said warmly, his heart leaping for joy.
"My prayers were answered, handsome one. I sincerely hoped I would find you here." Misha said relieved. "I had hoped you would be pleased to see me."
"Oh yes very much so. Was kinda hoping I'd find you too." T.C. quietly admitted. Misha blushed happily. "However, I've since found out who you are, Misha." T.C. said watching the cat for his reaction.
"Ohh. I guess you don't want me now." Misha said turning away heartbroken.
"I didn't say that. So you are the famous model, huh? I just didn't want to be considered some thrill you were seeking and when through just thrown away." T.C. said honestly though he wasn't certain why it was soo important to him that it wasn't a fling.
"Oh no! Never that!" Misha protested. "I admit I came down here for a little company of real people instead of the fake kind I deal with every day but you're not what I expected, you're different. I couldn't stop thinking about you and how much we seem to connect. How intense it was between us." Misha said not wanting to lose T.C.
"Really?" T.C. said studying Misha closely. The cat seemed very sincere.
"Yes really!" Misha said blushing. "No ones made me feel that way before at least no female ever did and I've never been with a male before until you. Please don't turn me away!" He pleaded softly.
"Honestly, I couldn't do that. You make me hot and feel things I've never known before. I like females but with you it was soo intense. I need to know why that is so I came looking for you. Never dreamed I'd find you...want to see where this goes!" T.C. said hotly closing the gap between them and laying a kiss on the beautiful face before him.
When they came up for air, Misha asked shyly. "Would you be willing to come to my apartment? Though, where we went last time was nice, my place will allow us to shower afterward and eat breakfast in less hurried surroundings. Please?" He breathed hotly licking T.C.'s face.
Shuddering, T.C. thought about it a moment and decided to take a chance. "Alright beautiful. Let's see your place." He smiled and gave Misha another hot kiss.
Grinning happily, Misha took T.C.'s paw and pulled him excitedly out of the alley and around the corner to a secluded spot where he'd stashed his car to keep it safe.
"Woah! Some wheels there Misha!" T.C. admiringly as he caressed the car.
"Thanks, glad you like it. You ready?" Misha smiled as he got in.
"Hell yes!" T.C. grinned like a kid in a candy store
Misha gave T.C. a thrill by taking the long way to his apartment. He could tell his lover was really enjoying himself. Very soon though, he was pulling into his private underground garage and parking. Still smiling happily he led T.C. to the elevator and took him up to the penthouse.
T.C.'s eyes widened in amazement as he looked around the ritzy apartment. He gave a low whistle. "Wow! This is some place, Misha. You could fit a whole army in here."
Blushing with pleasure, Misha gave him a tour of his home. They finished in the kitchen where he offered T.C. some champagne. Sipping the bubbly drink, T.C. took stock of how lucky he was. He'd just hit the jackpot having a wealthy lover. But even with his avarice nature he stopped short of wanting to take advantage of this new circumstance he found himself in.
He came here to be with Misha and that's what he would concentrate on now. The fact it was in such rich surroundings were totally incidental to the fire he felt for this exotic cat. Putting down his drink on the counter, he wrapped an arm around Misha and began kissing him in earnest.
They swayed together kissing, licking and nipping each other for a long time before finally moving slowly toward the master bedroom. Stripping each other's clothes off they fell to the bed wrapped around each other. Moaning and caressing every inch of each other's bodies, the fire grew. Misha let T.C. take him again and again over the next few hours. Finally, Misha took command and took T.C. It was the first time for Top Cat and it blew his mind away. He never knew anything could be soo incredible. He let Misha take him again a few more times before they finally were too exhausted to continue. They fell blissfully asleep in each other's arms.
It was morning when they woke stiff and sore but still burning for each other.
"Why don't we get in the jacuzzi?" Misha offered as he headed to the bathroom.
"Sounds like a good idea. Man I'm sore in places I've never been sore before." T.C. said in amusement as he followed his lover to the richly appointed master bath. T.C. had never seen a tub this large before.
When it was full and Misha had added some bubbles, he stepped in and gestured to T.C. to join him. Stepping in gingerly, T.C. moaned in pleasure as the hot water hit his sore body and soothed. He gasped when Misha turned on the jets.
"Ooohh, this is wonderful, Misha." T.C. groaned happily.
"It is isn't it. This is my greatest pleasure after a long day of being on my feet and having designers yelling at me or photographers constantly posing me all day." Misha sighed.
"That must be exhausting. You lead an exciting life, rubbing shoulders with all those rich people, fancy places, and the travel." T.C. sighed a bit envious.
"Oh yes exciting!" Misha grimaced. "At first it was just that but now, years later its boring, tedious and way too stressful. Everyone wants a piece of you. Even my manager is only after what I can make him not how I'm feeling about it." Misha sighed sadly.
"Ohh, well I guess any job can get boring no matter how glamorous it is." T.C. said thoughtfully.
"Sometimes I wonder what it would be like having no responsibilities and no one telling you what to do all the time." Misha said looking at T.C. curiously.
"It's not all that great. I like the freedom alright, but not knowing when your next meal will be and trying to insure your friends have what they need when you have no money makes you a bit of a hustler. Always looking for ways to make a bit of cash every day. It's exciting in its own way and I have good friends who stand by me but it's no life for a family or a relationship really." T.C. said honestly surprised he was revealing so much of himself.
"So there are downsides to every lifestyle." Misha mused fascinated despite himself. He had suspected that T.C. was a bit of a rogue but he had a caring side. Especially when he talked about his friends. He might be a bit dishonest but he was loyal and compassionate. Misha smiled to himself...and that is what attracted him...not just the sex.
He moved closer to T.C. in the tub and kissed him. "It doesn't matter to me what you do, T.C. I find I like you very much. You are like a fresh breeze through my dull life. I wouldn't be able to shut the door on it. Say you will be my lover?" Misha begged as he nuzzled T.C.'s face.
"I'm not sure it would work, Misha. We are from very different worlds and I don't want anyone to think I'm using you." T.C. said in concern.
"People are going to think that anyway, T.C. even if we only just see each other occasionally and you don't move in with me. I want you a part of my life but I won't rush you. We can just let it happen gradually. I only want to know if you will let us be lovers?" Misha urged.
"Well...you do turn me on so much and somehow I know it isn't just the sex. You just do something to me." T.C. said slowly. "Alright. I won't make any promises but I will be your lover in private for now. Okay?" T.C. said tentatively hoping he hadn't ruined anything by his hesitation.
"If that is all you can do right now then that is what I will accept as long as I can see you as often as we can manage secretly." Misha agreed eagerly and to make the pact official he made love to T.C. again in the bath.
T.C. sighed in relief. He hoped he wasn't making a mistake after all this was another male he was getting involved with but it was hard to say no or leave with Misha making such sweet love to him. They had a wonderful breakfast and Misha insisted he take enough for his friends and even went so far as to make lunch for his gang. When T.C. wouldn't let him take him home, he pressed the money for a cab into his paw.
"Please, love I just want you home safe, alright. I don't intend to make you dependent on me." Misha told him sincerely. Sighing, T.C. couldn't refuse when Misha put it that way. Misha was really getting under his skin alright as he carried the food and hailed a taxi to his alley.
His gang was waiting for him with concern on their faces.
"Hey T.C, there you are! We were getting a little worried about you. Where were you?" Benny asked.
"Hi, guys. I'm okay just getting breakfast for you all. Here you go!" T.C. said as he handed out the food. "There's lunch there too so don't eat it all at once."
"Wow, T.C! Where'd you get the great chow?" Fancy Fancy asked as he took his share.
"Ohh, just got lucky is all. So what have we got on the agenda for today?" T.C. asked not wanting them to ask questions.
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