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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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The day was hectic as always but Spook was enjoying himself. It was amazing. He felt a fulfilment he'd never known before in this high paced job. Though he still was uncomfortable around T.C.'s lover, he conceded the Balinese was a professional and a very nice cat besides. If he didn't think about him with Top Cat he could ignore the guy/guy thing.
This morning he was taking calls for Gina while she was in a meeting with their boss, Staner when Misha's manager, Dodgson came in.
"Where's Gina," He asked gruffly.
"She's in a meeting with the boss." Spook answered politely.
"Tell her I really need to speak to her about Misha's next photo shoot." He snapped.
"I'll let her know."
Glaring around the room a moment longer, the surly manager stalked out.
'Hmm, now what was that all about?' Spook wondered.
About an hour later, Gina came out of the boss' office a little irritable. Spook told her about Dodgson's request.
"That man! He's a nasty one...he is," she said in disgust. "Don't know how such a sweet cat like Misha could have gotten hooked up with him." She shook her head as she searched her desk for something.
"Not very honest, huh?" Spook asked carefully, coaxing her to give up a little more info.
"Humph!" She sniffed still shuffling files around. "Rumors only, but I've heard he isn't above using blackmail on prospective clients to insure Misha gets the more lucrative contracts. I'm sure Misha isn't aware of his tricks. No one can catch him at it though so whatever he's got on these people it must be pretty nasty for them to keep their mouths shut." Gina said distractedly. She finally found what she was looking for and reached for the phone.
'Finally, a line on the bastard. Can't wait to tell T.C. about this.' Spook thought excitedly.
Later that night, Spook went to their alley and used Dibble's phone. Just this once, Dibble allowed them access to it without complaint. T.C. had told his gang to only call Misha's place if it was so important that it couldn't wait for their end of week meeting.
"Hello?" Came the soft tones of the Balinese.
"Hi, Misha. Got a hot message," Spook said carefully.
"Right, just a minute," Misha said turning the phone over to T.C.
"What's up?" T.C. asked tightly.
"Got a hot piece of gossip on our target," Spook said quickly and relayed what Gina had told him.
"Good work! I'll take it from here. See if you can find out anymore from her, like names of clients she suspects are being forced." T.C. told him.
"Will do! See you later this week," Spook said with a smile and hung up.
T.C. put down the phone and turned to his lover. "We've finally got a break. It seems your manager has been blackmailing clients to insure you get the pick of the best contracts. It's rumor but it's a place to start poking into," he said excitedly.
Misha moved into T.C.'s arms and said, "That is wonderful news my love. Looks like your plan is working."
"I'll know it's working if this lead pans out, but thanks for the vote of confidence, love," T.C. purred, nuzzling Misha.
Later that week...in a certain special alley...
The gang gathered around a card table and chairs, enjoying pizza Top Cat had brought. It felt nice to be able to just order and eat like ordinary people. No more scrounging for their next meal. Though that had it's fun points sometimes...being hungry too often...didn't.
Spook had to admit, their new circumstances were much more enjoyable. 'I guess we were all due a change. We weren't getting any younger. Knowing where your next meal will be, having a warm place to stay all the time, and getting a paycheck makes me feel secure for the first time in my life since I left home. It still makes me a little queasy to know this all came about because T.C. feel in love with a male but if I don't think about it too much I can get used to it,' he thought happily munching down his third slice.
Everyone was chattering happily about their jobs, the people they worked with, their new apartments. T.C smiled benevolently at them. It felt good to see his gang so content.
When most of the pizza had been consumed, T.C. started the meeting. He pulled out his notebook and pen.
"Alright guys, who wants to be first?" He asked.
"I got a little something for ya, T.C.," Choo Choo spoke up.
"Okay, date, who you got it from, what was said..." T.C. said getting down to business. The gang knew the drill. It insured that the information was complete and as accurate as they could manage.
"Right! It was Thursday, came from Marno and this was what was said...Marno was speaking to me personally. He was upset and annoyed. It seemed Dodgson had interrupted Marno during a busy fitting session with Angela. Dodgson told him to set aside time on Monday for a special fitting for Misha. Marno objected, saying that he was booked that day. Dodgson said, didn't matter, it was important that Misha get this done because the showing was that night. Marno was angry and said he knew of no show coming up. It wasn't on his schedule. Dodgson said it was a special show, last minute with a big client and buyer. He said it was for Jurgenson's Nightwear Line and the buyer is from Zimmerli, a very top drawer company. Marno complained but promised to get it done." Choo Choo finished his report.
"Very good Choo Choo. This could be another possible blackmail job. I'll look into it. Next?" T.C. said very pleased.
"Okay, I've got something. I didn't think it was important until I heard Choo Choo's report," Benny began, "Anyway, Brain and I were making a run for Roberto. When we got back we heard him arguing with Marno. It was about that same night show. Marno was telling Roberto that he had to change his fitting to be able to do Misha's emergency one. He wasn't happy about it at all." Benny said.
"When was this?"
"Oh, sorry, it was yesterday." Benny said blushing.
"Hmm, Misha never told me about a show on Monday night. I think he doesn't know about it yet. Dodgson is apparently getting all the players in place before he does. That's not how a manager is supposed to work. They line up the jobs for their models but they always ask the model first if they are willing to do it. I have a feeling this creep accepts the fact that Misha never says no. That's about to change!" T.C. said coldly.
"But T.C., what if it's legit...you might cause Misha to lose contracts if you interfere," Fancy Fancy cautioned.
"That's why were going to check it out this weekend. Do a little digging. What about you Spook? Anything more on what you heard from Gina?" Their leader asked.
"Nah! Gina got tied up too much for me to get anything more from her but the up side of her being busy with the boss is it allowed me to peek into her more private files. Here's a list of possible blackmail victims based on some of Gina's personal comments in the files," Spook grinned as he handed over a list.
"That's great, Spook. Good work," T.C. said ecstatic by this piece of good fortune. "Okay, here's the plan...Spook and I will check out this Jurgenson client. From this list I want you to find out what you can...speak to their secretary's, wives, kids, associates...see if they are being coerced by Dodgson. You'll be in pairs... Fancy Fancy and Benny...Choo Choo with Brain. You guys have a week...bring me what you got by our next meeting. Spook...you and I will be getting this done this weekend. Thanks for coming, keep up the great work and I'll see you next week. Spook meet me at Jurgenson's office in an hour," T.C. rapidly gave out his orders.
Everyone cleaned up the area, some lingered to chat a little longer while others left. T.C. quickly walked down the street to catch a street car to Misha's place. He wanted to tell his lover he wouldn't see him this weekend and to ask him a few questions.
Misha's apartment was quiet and Top Cat was afraid he might not be home until he went to the master bedroom and found his lover sprawled asleep on the bed.
T.C. smiled and moved to the bed. He stood a moment just looking down at the beautiful male. He felt truly blessed to have met this incredible cat. Still smiling he leaned over and kissed Misha awake.
Misha blinked sleepily and beheld his love leaning over him. Smiling warmly he reached up and pulled T.C. down on him. The golden tom made a woof sound as the air was forced from his lungs. Giggling, Misha then rolled them both over until Top Cat was on the bottom.
Kissing his lover senseless, he didn't allow T.C. a moment to catch his breath. Once his lover's eyes were glazed with pleasure, Misha moved down the golden body, nipping and licking as he went until he reached the already erect and weeping cock. He licked and teased the hard pole until he had T.C. begging him to finish. Smirking, he inhaled it to the root and sucked hard. T.C. was too on edge to last and roared his climax.
Blinking at his lover in dazed satiation, T.C. blearily wondered what Misha was going to do next. He didn't have long to wait as Misha raised his lover's legs in the air and pressed his own now weeping cock near his lover's opening. Grinning down at him, the Balinese leaned forward for another hot kiss as he took his lover in one thrust. T.C. groaned heatedly as he was filled up. It felt so wonderful.
Too hard to wait much longer, Misha set a fast, hard pace hitting the sweet spot every time making T.C. howl and writhe under him. A fiery tingle swept through Misha and he climaxed spilling his seed into his lover's hot channel. T.C. orgasmed again moments later.
Panting and languid, Misha collapsed on top of the golden cat and felt the hard drumming of their hearts as they caught their breath.
"That was incredible, my love. Glad you're were quick about it though since I have an appointment to keep..." T.C. looked over at the clock, "...in about twenty minutes," he sighed kissing Misha again.
"An appointment?" Misha asked in surprise, frowning unhappily.
"Yeah, I really don't want to leave you either, babe but the gang brought some really good leads. One of them has a time limit, so Spook and I have to check it out this weekend. I also have some questions for you that tie into that," T.C. said more seriously as he stroked his lover's back.
"Oh, that is good news. I'll miss you though," Misha sighed stroking T.C. face gently. "So what are your questions?"
"Do you have a private show Monday night?"
Misha blinked in surprise, "Why yes, Dodgson just told me today." He frowned, "He also told me I had to do a fitting earlier in the day before it as well. He really didn't give me much information about it at all."
"That's illegal babe. According to the manager's guidelines, I looked up, he's supposed to present you everything well in advance so that you have the opportunity to say yes or no and to sign a contract on it. He's been doing that for you and that's one of the things we can catch him on. All we have to do is get a copy of the contract and see whose signature is on it," T.C. said excitedly. "My other question is...does he do this often with you...I mean does he always get the clients to use you without ever informing you what's going on?"
Misha sat up, upset, he was beginning to realize that his manager had been doing a lot of things that could be considered unethical as well as illegal all along.
T.C. sat up next to him and rubbed his back comfortingly. "I'm sorry babe. I guess that's a yes answer. He's really been screwing with you a long time. Don't worry, my gang and I will make that guy pay and insure he never does it to any one else," he said softly.
"Thank you love. I feel like such a fool. I can't believe he's been doing this behind my back and I never realized it," Misha said miserably hanging his head.
T.C. pushed his head back up with a finger, "You didn't know, love. He was supposed to be on your side. He's the one who was dishonest in this relationship. Don't give it another thought. It will be over soon," he promised.
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