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Of Cats and Men	By : Collip99 Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 4261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After eventually having a hot bath and shave Schwenk got dressed in clean clothes and hit the city. He walked to the city centre, via the burnt out lab. Police still swarmed the area and he didn’t hang around for too long. He crossed the river into what was known as the ‘Old Town’. Here the streets were narrower and the buildings crowded the skyline. It was in the Old Town that business was done. Gaius ran his operations from the Old Town, but Schwenk was going to give him a wide berth for some time. Aurelio would take back his amended message, Gaius would hit the roof and then Aurelio would hit the streets again, looking for Schwenk when his sister was not around; Schwenk knew how the game was played.
He pushed the door open and a little bell tinkled. The human shopkeeper entered from the back.
“Hello Sir, how can I help you today? I’ve got lots of lovely things in!”
“Spare me Digger, I wouldn’t buy your crap!” Schwenk replied.
“Aaah, your loss Gaston” he chirped.
“Doubt it, most of your produce is dangerously flammable, except of course, ironically, your candles!”
“So what’s your business today then?” Digger enquired.
“Storage” Schwenk replied as he was examining some crystals.
“Oh? Let’s have it then.”
Schwenk handed over the small box to Digger.
If you value your life, do not open it…I have a feeling this one’s a can of worms” Schwenk said edgily.
“Really? That’s good, I can store it with my other cans of worms” he said, walking out the back.
“Spare me the humour, I’m having a bad day”
“How so?”
“Gaius is on my back, metaphorically speaking. Aurelio is on my back, literally speaking…oh, and did you know that Lani is Aurelio’s sister?”
“Is she!? Well I never did….that could explain her temper I suppose” Digger rubbed his stubbly chin.
“Hmm. Possibly” Schwenk rubbed his still sore neck.
“How’s business anyway?” Digger tried to change the subject
“Not so shabby at the moment I guess. I still want ‘out’ though, the walls seem to be closing in again.”
“Oh? Not going to have one of your…’turns’ again are you?”
“No! I seem to remember asking you not to bring that up again!” Schwenk shot back.
“Terrible memory, me!” he chuckled.
“Yes…quite. Right!” Schwenk said emphatically. “I’m off! I’ll be in touch”
“Right-o!” Digger replied.
Schwenk left the shop and turned right, further into the Old Town, along the river. He made his way through various market stalls, the streets were packed with traders. In a few days it would be Sol Invictus, the ‘unconquerable sun’ and food and wine would flow. Schwenk desperately hoped that Myra would be back by then. He really wanted to spend the festive period with her. In the meantime, he knew someone who would cheer him up. He entered the little Inn called the White Horse and pulled up a bar stool.
“Hello stranger!” the leopardess beamed “long time no see!”
“Hi Gaynor…it’s been a while for sure.” Schwenk replied as he took his jacket off.
“What’ll it be, love?” Gaynor asked.
“A beer I think, make it a lunchtime beer, don’t want to get wrecked by mid-afternoon” he smiled. Gaynor then poured him a beer and slid it over to him. Schwenk took a large mouthful.
“Oh yes! That’s the stuff!” Schwenk exclaimed. “Is this a new supplier?”
“Yeah….they’re from the Borden Hills, bit pricier, but they do make some bloody good beer.”
“You not having one with me?” Schwenk looked disappointed.
“Still a bit early for me, love” she replied. “So…you here to see….”
“Yeah, I’m here to spend some time with Jaada, that’s if she’s available” Schwenk added.
“Yep, she’s up there…have fun!” Gaynor winked.
Schwenk walked up two flights of stairs and knocked on the door.
“Enter.” The smooth voice replied. Schwenk walked in and took a lungful of heavily incensed air. Through the thick coils of smoke Jaada walked in, almost silently. Without a word she swooped her hand to the bed, inviting Schwenk to sit down.
“By rights I should be very upset with you” Jaada purred.
“Oh…why?” Schwenk replied.
“You’ve left me here for such a long time…naughty human” she purred in his ear as she slowly pushed him onto the silken covers.
“I’m sorry….work has kept me so busy and…..”
Jaada put her finger to his lips and silenced him. The female panther stroked his hair and purred loudly.
“Don’t say anything, just drift away with me” Jaada lay next to him and embraced him. Physically she was larger than Schwenk and her soft arms held him like steel. She first licked his ear, then nibbled on it. Schwenk lay and thought he was in heaven. She rolled him onto his back and then got on top of him, one powerful leg either side of him.
“Oh Schwenk…you are pleased to see me” she chuckled.
“I haven’t come for that today Jaada….you know I mustn’t, not with Myra being away as well. I’ve come for your company and lord only knows that powerful stuff in itself.”
Jaada cocked her head to one side.
“You are a good man Schwenk, you are faithful and above all that is to be respected. I’m disappointed for myself of course…but I’ll get over it.” She said softly.
“Are you in the mood for giving a massage today?” Schwenk asked.
“Of course I am…I’m glad you asked.” Jaada gently got off Schwenk and the bed and padded over to her ornate wooden cabinet. She removed a small wooden box and brought it back with her.
“Before the oils, you know I need to relax you!”
“Oh boy!” Schwenk braced himself. Jaada then stood above him and placed both feet on Schwenks back. She then walked carefully up and down, kneading his fleshed with her feet and toes. Schwenk did his best not to cry out. This was a mixture of ecstasy and agony for him. Jaada knew how to give a massage, and she was a tall female, she was correspondingly heavy too.
“Roll over” she said softly. Schwenk did so and Jaada started doing the same on his front. Schwenk gazed up. Jaada was undeniably beautiful, a tall sleek black panther with seductive deep yellow eyes. She was strong and athletic, and yet one of the most sensual cats he had ever met. She could make most men wilt with one look and she often did. Jaada wasn’t a prostitute in the way that she would often turn men down flat, regardless of how many crown their purses held. She was a masseuse and also, for those so inclined, a high priestess. She was the spiritual spokeswoman for a small cult with an even smaller following. As Jaada’s feet moved she placed one foot on his forehead, and one lightly on his throat.
“This is where I pray that I haven’t upset you!” Schwenk croaked. Jaada looked down on him, underfoot and giggled softly.
“This is where all men should be!” then, with an athletic tumble she was standing next to him again. She placed aromatic oils in her palms, then started to massage Schwenks tired body.
“Jaada, you know something about artefacts don’t you?”
“I’m always learning” she cooed.
“I have something I want you to look at after this” he said.
“I charge no extra for looking” she smiled. Jaada finished up his sensual oil massage and Schwenk put his clothes back on. He rummaged in his inner pockets and pulled out the crystal. He hadn’t trusted it with Digger and gave him the empty box. Jaada’s eyes lit up.
“My, my…what a beautiful object!” she purred and took it from his hand. “This is extremely rare” she continued. “This is the crystal from a shamanic staff, the name of the tribe escapes me right now, but I’ll look into it for you. Where did you get it from?” she asked.
“Oh Jaada, you know I cannot disclose that!” he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. Jaada embraced him tightly, her lips brushing his cheek.
“Not even for me?” she cooed.
“Jaada….I’m sorry, I follow strict codes...you know that” he replied apologetically.
“I know” she pulled back gently “Can’t blame a cheeky panthress, can you?”
“No…I know. I’m just sorry I can’t share more with you.” He slipped his jacket back on and Jaada gave him the crystal back.
“Come back tomorrow Gaston, I’ll have more information for you” she smiled at him. Schwenk kissed her on the cheek and left a pile of gold crowns in her hand.
“Hmmm, feeling generous today are we?”
“When aren’t I?” he said, sounding hurt.
“I’m only teasing” Jaada replied, patting his arm. She then walked over to her sideboard and placed her gold crowns in a security box. She then gave Schwenk his jacket back and watched him place the crystal back in his inside pocket.
“Be careful with that…it’s rare and precious” Jaada reminded.
“Precious? How precious?” his eyes lit up.
“Schwenk!” Jaada scolded “do you only consider precious to be a monetary value?” Schwenk heard the edge in her voice.
“I’m sorry…you know me Jaada…I’m a ‘currency’ kind of guy!” he offered a weak smile.
“That’s as maybe!” she snorted “and it may well have monetary value…but some things are more valuable for their spiritual value.” She advised. Schwenk placed his hand on her arm and patted it.
“I’m sorry, I really am. I never meant any offence….”
“I know Gaston, I shouldn’t have snapped at you, and for that I’m sorry.”
“In that case, we’re both sorry and we can be friends again.” Schwenk smiled. “Until tomorrow Jaada” he gave a slight bow and left.
He trotted down the stairs and into the street. He needed something to eat, but he wanted to back to his room first and deposit his crystal, just for safekeeping.
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