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Chapter 1 - What Happens Before the Jellicle Ball - Part 1 – The Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffolees

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WARNING: This Fan-Fic will contain some sexual content, minor language, and though I regret having to give spoilers, eventual Mpreg. If you do not like any of these, than this is not the story for you, and I would appreciate if you refrained from using this story to complain about how Mpreg is impossible, against God, or just how much you hate it.

I gave a fair warning and it is all down to your choice of whether you read it or not.

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The rainy season had come early this year, causing the usually, dry junkyard to become partially flooded from the rain waters coming in. This did not go unnoticed amongst the Jellicles. In fact, many of them were forced to relocate to a different den because of water damage. Normally, they didn't mind a little rain on occasion, and a bit of flooding was expected, but this week was supposed to be the Jellicle Ball, and if the rain persisted at the rate it had been for the past few days, it would be sure to ruin the festivities, and the Jellicles would just have to wait another year to see who would be allowed to be reborn into the Heaviside Layer. The only two that seemed not to care about the current weather conditions were two very naughty tom-cats that were more concerned with each other to even worry about the rain and flooding or the effects it had on the Jellicle Ball.

"Tugger... Do you really think we should be doing this?" A young tuxedo cat mumbled under his breath while a much larger, tom cat, lying on top of him was licking the fur gently around the tux's hardening length.
Tugger, the mysterious cat amongst the Jellicles, was in fact too busy trying to get the nervous tux aroused that he did not even try to attempt to answer the question. The only thing that he cared about was that the male that he had come to be in love with was in it as much as he was, and it turned out he was. Tugger smiled when he heard the young tux begin moaning with pleasure as his member began hardening from his persistent licking around it.

"Oh, all right... You win." Mistoffolees moaned, carefully rolling over, so he wouldn't come before Tugger even had the chance to put his hard length inside of him. Tugger wasted no time in gently beginning to massage Mistoffolees' opening, getting exaggerated purrs, hisses, and moans from the young tux, in response. He did not wish to hurt the young tux, especially since he knew that it was his first time, but he was getting eager. He gently slid his erection into Mistoffolees' , now loose, opening, taking care not to cause any discomfort to the male. He listened for the small tux's groans of pleasure before beginning to thrust his hips back and forth, going deeper and then pulling back a bit in order to further loosen up his opening.

"Tugger... I'm losing my hard, here." He stated, sounding a bit irritated at the fact that Tugger was trying to be so gentle with him. Tugger took this as a sign that it was time to kick it into overdrive. He began thrusting with more urgency, grunting in time with his thrusts. He could feel his own member beginning to throb and spew out pre-cum within Mistoffolees. This made the tux groan in ecstasy as he, too, came close to orgasming, his length throbbing against the bed that he laid on. Tugger grunted with renewed vigor when he heard that Mistoffolees was enjoying it as much as he was. Both toms screamed out in unison as both came at the same time, Tugger inside of Mistoffolees, and the tux on the bed that he was lying on while Tugger worked his magic.

Both toms were breathless after releasing their loads. Tugger slowly removed his softening length from Mistoffolees' opening and laid next to the sweaty tux. Both of them exchanged a look of affection, wishing that it hadn't gone by so fast, but they were at least thrilled that they shared similar feelings and were able to express them in a manner that they deemed appropriate.

"Tugger?" Mistoffolees whispered, running a paw through Tuggers mane which was not fluffy as it usually was, but drenched in sweat from their current interactions. Tugger nodded to the tux in response, still trying to catch his breath after the exciting events that had just taken place.

"I Love You." The tux admitted, his face turning bright red in response to his own statement. Tugger simply gazed at Mistoffolees in shock and excitement. He had never had anyone admit such strong feelings to him before, and he had to admit, he had never thought about settling for just one cat until he had met the young, tux.

"Misto... I Love You, Too." He whispered, taking his paws and cupping Mistoffolees' cheeks before he began kissing him, gently at first, but soon turning it into one of great passion as he slipped his tongue into the tux's mouth. They kissed for a good two minutes before they were broken from their romantic moment by a knock on the door. Mistoffolees automatically hopped to his feet, trying to pat down his fur, so as not to arise questioning from whomever it was at the door by looking so disheveled. Tugger gave him a slight shrug as he went to answer the door.

"Good Afternoon, Mistoffolees." The familiar voice of Munkustrap came through the door, causing Tugger's ears to perk in alarm. His brother knew that he had been seeing the young tux on occasion, but did not yet know that they were thinking of mating at the Jellicle Ball, this year. Mistoffolees maintained a straight face, trying to hide the fact that he was completely terrified of Munkustrap finding out about him and Tugger, because though he wished it wasn't true, he also had some sort of feelings for the Protector Cat.

"Yes, Munkustrap, is there anything I can assist you with?" Mistoffolees questioned the older tabby that had interrupted his and Tugger's only time to be intimate before the Jellicle Ball.

"Yes, I was wondering if you have seen my brother... I couldn't think of any other place that he might be except with you." The older tabby said, a look of disapproval on his face. Mistoffolees wasn't sure just how much Munkustrap knew about him and Tugger, but he hoped it wasn't much.

"Well, sorry, but I haven't seen him all day, either." He lied, knowing that it wasn't very convincing, because Munkustrap's facial expression turned from one of disapproval to suspicion.

"All right. Well, if you see him, tell him I don't want a repeat of his shenanigans from last year." He said, turning and walking away from Mistoffolees' den, which he shared with his sister, Victoria. Mistoffolees' sighed in relief and turned to tell Tugger the coast was clear. When he entered his room however, Tugger was gone, and the first thing that crossed his mind was that he was once again running away from the clan to get away from his overprotective brother.

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Once Tugger heard the voice of Munkustrap, his older brother, he quickly leapt out of the window of the den into the heavy rain outside. He thought the only place he could go, that would make any sense, at all, was Bombalurina's den. Munkustrap had to have known that the two of them had had a history, and maybe he could convince Bombalurina to cover for him and Mistoffolees. He had to take the long way around so his fur wouldn't get completely soaked by the rain, knowing that Munkustrap would be in any hurry to find him, the older tabby loathed Tugger because he was always the center of attention. Of course, Tugger felt bad that he caused Munkustrap to feel this way, but he was actually envious of him, getting to live a life of responsibility with his wonderful mate, Demeter. But, what was so great about his own life, always on the run, making his way through the whole clan, queen after queen and even tom after tom. That was until he met Mistoffolees. He felt that he could be himself around him, without any worry, but then there was always the constant thought at how the rest of the clan would react to a homosexual couple. He let these thoughts escape from his mind as he passed by cats such as Jemima, Alonso, and Jellylorum on his way to Bombalurina's den. He exchanged brief words with them before he continued on his way.

By the time Tugger had finally arrived at Bombalurina's den, he had already gone over what he would tell her over and over in his mind, starting with the fact that him and Mistoffolees were seeing each other, and that he needed her help in covering up their relationship when Munkustrap came to ask about his whereabouts. He nervously walked up to her front door, fluffing his famous mane before knocking on the door. Hushed voices could be heard on the opposite side of the door, but this didn't come across as much of a shock to him. In fact, he half expected her to have someone over, with how much of a slut she had become.

When Bombalurina finally answered the door, she almost slammed it shut right in his face, but he stuck his paw in to stop it.

"Please, you need to hear me out." He pleaded, as he followed the queen into the back room, the front door slamming shut behind him. Bombalurina gestured for him to wait for her inside a room that was way in the back of her den while she went and got rid of her "friend". Tugger waited in silence, unsure of whom he would see walking past the room to get out of the den. He gasped when he saw the familiar fur pattern of Mungojerrie as the male walked by and out of the den, stopping to give Bombalurina a passionate kiss before leaving.

Tugger had a dumbfouned expression on his face, unsure if what he had just seen was real, or if It were some horrible nightmare that he couldn't escape from.

"All right, Tugger, what do you want?" Bombalurina asked, a hint of irritability in her voice, Tugger having interrupted a private visit from Mungojerrie. Tugger tried to shake the images from his mind, completely disgusted by the idea of the two of them together.

"I've come to ask you a favor," He reached out to take her paw in his, "and you owe me for helping you out with mess with Macavity a few years back." He practically hissed the last part, removing his paw from hers and turning to face the opposite direction, ashamed of what he had to admit to her if she would listen to him. He took a moment to analyze the shelves that lined the dirty walls. Various jars, some shattered, some not, were in neat rows, containing various substances such as Tuna or Anchovy. Bombalurina placed a paw on his shoulder.

"I'm listening... What is it?" She questioned, at least trying to act like she gave a damn what was going on with the tom cat that was supposed to mate with her three years ago. Tugger knew that he could tell her anything, without having to worry about being judged, yet he was still hesitant about revealing the truth about his homosexuality and his relationship with Mistoffolees.

"Well, for about a month now, I have been secretly seeing Mistoffolees, and... We're in love, Bomba... We plan on mating at the Jellicle Ball this year." He admitted, immediately feeling relieved to know that someone else knew of his secret other than Mistoffolees and himself, but that relief quickly turned to worry when he saw the shocked and disapproving expression on Bombalurina's face.

"Tugger, you can't be serious. Mistoffolees is too young for you, and besides... How could you possibly be gay?" She asked, completely taken aback at the fact that the years that they had spent together had been nothing but lies. Had Tugger had feelings for Mistoffolees the whole time that they were together, or had it been something fairly recent. So many questions were circling inside her mind that she didn't know whether she sould slap Tugger out of rage, or to hug him out of pity. She opted for the hug, wanting to feel the tom's physique against her body for one last time, knowing that he would soon be unavailable to any of the queens or toms, once he was mated with Mistoffolees.

"Yes, I am..." Tugger whispered, trying to bury his face within his mane, not willing to look her in the eyes. He was shocked to find out that she didn't mind this in the least, in fact she pulled him close to her, in an embrace that made him feel as if they had no prior history, and that they were becoming close friends for the first time. He was broken from his joy when he remembered that Munkustrap wouldn't be too far behind him, and would be there any minute.

"Bomba, I need you to distract Munkustrap, if he comes by here, tell him I've not been here, but you did see me leaving the junk yard earlier this morning, probably for a quick hunt, and then just distract him long enough to where he is still here when I ;return from my hunt'." He finished, catching his breath from his explanation. Bombalurina nodded with a smile on her face, letting him know that she would help him, for old times sake.

"All right, I'll help you, but you'd better get moving, I hear Munkustrap getting closer." she said, pushing him towards the back door, so that he would have time to get to get out of the junk yard so she could work her old charms on the persistent tabby.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Chapter 1 - What Happens Before the Jellicle Ball - Part 1 – The Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffolees

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WARNING: This Fan-Fic will contain some sexual content, minor language, and though I regret having to give spoilers, eventual Mpreg. If you do not like any of these, than this is not the story for you, and I would appreciate if you refrained from using this story to complain about how Mpreg is impossible, against God, or just how much you hate it.

I gave a fair warning and it is all down to your choice of whether you read it or not.

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The rainy season had come early this year, causing the usually, dry junkyard to become partially flooded from the rain waters coming in. This did not go unnoticed amongst the Jellicles. In fact, many of them were forced to relocate to a different den because of water damage. Normally, they didn't mind a little rain on occasion, and a bit of flooding was expected, but this week was supposed to be the Jellicle Ball, and if the rain persisted at the rate it had been for the past few days, it would be sure to ruin the festivities, and the Jellicles would just have to wait another year to see who would be allowed to be reborn into the Heaviside Layer. The only two that seemed not to care about the current weather conditions were two very naughty tom-cats that were more concerned with each other to even worry about the rain and flooding or the effects it had on the Jellicle Ball.

"Tugger... Do you really think we should be doing this?" A young tuxedo cat mumbled under his breath while a much larger, tom cat, lying on top of him was licking the fur gently around the tux's hardening length.
Tugger, the mysterious cat amongst the Jellicles, was in fact too busy trying to get the nervous tux aroused that he did not even try to attempt to answer the question. The only thing that he cared about was that the male that he had come to be in love with was in it as much as he was, and it turned out he was. Tugger smiled when he heard the young tux begin moaning with pleasure as his member began hardening from his persistent licking around it.

"Oh, all right... You win." Mistoffolees moaned, carefully rolling over, so he wouldn't come before Tugger even had the chance to put his hard length inside of him. Tugger wasted no time in gently beginning to massage Mistoffolees' opening, getting exaggerated purrs, hisses, and moans from the young tux, in response. He did not wish to hurt the young tux, especially since he knew that it was his first time, but he was getting eager. He gently slid his erection into Mistoffolees' , now loose, opening, taking care not to cause any discomfort to the male. He listened for the small tux's groans of pleasure before beginning to thrust his hips back and forth, going deeper and then pulling back a bit in order to further loosen up his opening.

"Tugger... I'm losing my hard, here." He stated, sounding a bit irritated at the fact that Tugger was trying to be so gentle with him. Tugger took this as a sign that it was time to kick it into overdrive. He began thrusting with more urgency, grunting in time with his thrusts. He could feel his own member beginning to throb and spew out pre-cum within Mistoffolees. This made the tux groan in ecstasy as he, too, came close to orgasming, his length throbbing against the bed that he laid on. Tugger grunted with renewed vigor when he heard that Mistoffolees was enjoying it as much as he was. Both toms screamed out in unison as both came at the same time, Tugger inside of Mistoffolees, and the tux on the bed that he was lying on while Tugger worked his magic.

Both toms were breathless after releasing their loads. Tugger slowly removed his softening length from Mistoffolees' opening and laid next to the sweaty tux. Both of them exchanged a look of affection, wishing that it hadn't gone by so fast, but they were at least thrilled that they shared similar feelings and were able to express them in a manner that they deemed appropriate.

"Tugger?" Mistoffolees whispered, running a paw through Tuggers mane which was not fluffy as it usually was, but drenched in sweat from their current interactions. Tugger nodded to the tux in response, still trying to catch his breath after the exciting events that had just taken place.

"I Love You." The tux admitted, his face turning bright red in response to his own statement. Tugger simply gazed at Mistoffolees in shock and excitement. He had never had anyone admit such strong feelings to him before, and he had to admit, he had never thought about settling for just one cat until he had met the young, tux.

"Misto... I Love You, Too." He whispered, taking his paws and cupping Mistoffolees' cheeks before he began kissing him, gently at first, but soon turning it into one of great passion as he slipped his tongue into the tux's mouth. They kissed for a good two minutes before they were broken from their romantic moment by a knock on the door. Mistoffolees automatically hopped to his feet, trying to pat down his fur, so as not to arise questioning from whomever it was at the door by looking so disheveled. Tugger gave him a slight shrug as he went to answer the door.

"Good Afternoon, Mistoffolees." The familiar voice of Munkustrap came through the door, causing Tugger's ears to perk in alarm. His brother knew that he had been seeing the young tux on occasion, but did not yet know that they were thinking of mating at the Jellicle Ball, this year. Mistoffolees maintained a straight face, trying to hide the fact that he was completely terrified of Munkustrap finding out about him and Tugger, because though he wished it wasn't true, he also had some sort of feelings for the Protector Cat.

"Yes, Munkustrap, is there anything I can assist you with?" Mistoffolees questioned the older tabby that had interrupted his and Tugger's only time to be intimate before the Jellicle Ball.

"Yes, I was wondering if you have seen my brother... I couldn't think of any other place that he might be except with you." The older tabby said, a look of disapproval on his face. Mistoffolees wasn't sure just how much Munkustrap knew about him and Tugger, but he hoped it wasn't much.

"Well, sorry, but I haven't seen him all day, either." He lied, knowing that it wasn't very convincing, because Munkustrap's facial expression turned from one of disapproval to suspicion.

"All right. Well, if you see him, tell him I don't want a repeat of his shenanigans from last year." He said, turning and walking away from Mistoffolees' den, which he shared with his sister, Victoria. Mistoffolees' sighed in relief and turned to tell Tugger the coast was clear. When he entered his room however, Tugger was gone, and the first thing that crossed his mind was that he was once again running away from the clan to get away from his overprotective brother.

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Once Tugger heard the voice of Munkustrap, his older brother, he quickly leapt out of the window of the den into the heavy rain outside. He thought the only place he could go, that would make any sense, at all, was Bombalurina's den. Munkustrap had to have known that the two of them had had a history, and maybe he could convince Bombalurina to cover for him and Mistoffolees. He had to take the long way around so his fur wouldn't get completely soaked by the rain, knowing that Munkustrap would be in any hurry to find him, the older tabby loathed Tugger because he was always the center of attention. Of course, Tugger felt bad that he caused Munkustrap to feel this way, but he was actually envious of him, getting to live a life of responsibility with his wonderful mate, Demeter. But, what was so great about his own life, always on the run, making his way through the whole clan, queen after queen and even tom after tom. That was until he met Mistoffolees. He felt that he could be himself around him, without any worry, but then there was always the constant thought at how the rest of the clan would react to a homosexual couple. He let these thoughts escape from his mind as he passed by cats such as Jemima, Alonso, and Jellylorum on his way to Bombalurina's den. He exchanged brief words with them before he continued on his way.

By the time Tugger had finally arrived at Bombalurina's den, he had already gone over what he would tell her over and over in his mind, starting with the fact that him and Mistoffolees were seeing each other, and that he needed her help in covering up their relationship when Munkustrap came to ask about his whereabouts. He nervously walked up to her front door, fluffing his famous mane before knocking on the door. Hushed voices could be heard on the opposite side of the door, but this didn't come across as much of a shock to him. In fact, he half expected her to have someone over, with how much of a slut she had become.

When Bombalurina finally answered the door, she almost slammed it shut right in his face, but he stuck his paw in to stop it.

"Please, you need to hear me out." He pleaded, as he followed the queen into the back room, the front door slamming shut behind him. Bombalurina gestured for him to wait for her inside a room that was way in the back of her den while she went and got rid of her "friend". Tugger waited in silence, unsure of whom he would see walking past the room to get out of the den. He gasped when he saw the familiar fur pattern of Mungojerrie as the male walked by and out of the den, stopping to give Bombalurina a passionate kiss before leaving.

Tugger had a dumbfouned expression on his face, unsure if what he had just seen was real, or if It were some horrible nightmare that he couldn't escape from.

"All right, Tugger, what do you want?" Bombalurina asked, a hint of irritability in her voice, Tugger having interrupted a private visit from Mungojerrie. Tugger tried to shake the images from his mind, completely disgusted by the idea of the two of them together.

"I've come to ask you a favor," He reached out to take her paw in his, "and you owe me for helping you out with mess with Macavity a few years back." He practically hissed the last part, removing his paw from hers and turning to face the opposite direction, ashamed of what he had to admit to her if she would listen to him. He took a moment to analyze the shelves that lined the dirty walls. Various jars, some shattered, some not, were in neat rows, containing various substances such as Tuna or Anchovy. Bombalurina placed a paw on his shoulder.

"I'm listening... What is it?" She questioned, at least trying to act like she gave a damn what was going on with the tom cat that was supposed to mate with her three years ago. Tugger knew that he could tell her anything, without having to worry about being judged, yet he was still hesitant about revealing the truth about his homosexuality and his relationship with Mistoffolees.

"Well, for about a month now, I have been secretly seeing Mistoffolees, and... We're in love, Bomba... We plan on mating at the Jellicle Ball this year." He admitted, immediately feeling relieved to know that someone else knew of his secret other than Mistoffolees and himself, but that relief quickly turned to worry when he saw the shocked and disapproving expression on Bombalurina's face.

"Tugger, you can't be serious. Mistoffolees is too young for you, and besides... How could you possibly be gay?" She asked, completely taken aback at the fact that the years that they had spent together had been nothing but lies. Had Tugger had feelings for Mistoffolees the whole time that they were together, or had it been something fairly recent. So many questions were circling inside her mind that she didn't know whether she sould slap Tugger out of rage, or to hug him out of pity. She opted for the hug, wanting to feel the tom's physique against her body for one last time, knowing that he would soon be unavailable to any of the queens or toms, once he was mated with Mistoffolees.

"Yes, I am..." Tugger whispered, trying to bury his face within his mane, not willing to look her in the eyes. He was shocked to find out that she didn't mind this in the least, in fact she pulled him close to her, in an embrace that made him feel as if they had no prior history, and that they were becoming close friends for the first time. He was broken from his joy when he remembered that Munkustrap wouldn't be too far behind him, and would be there any minute.

"Bomba, I need you to distract Munkustrap, if he comes by here, tell him I've not been here, but you did see me leaving the junk yard earlier this morning, probably for a quick hunt, and then just distract him long enough to where he is still here when I ;return from my hunt'." He finished, catching his breath from his explanation. Bombalurina nodded with a smile on her face, letting him know that she would help him, for old times sake.

"All right, I'll help you, but you'd better get moving, I hear Munkustrap getting closer." she said, pushing him towards the back door, so that he would have time to get to get out of the junk yard so she could work her old charms on the persistent tabby.

TO BE CONTINUED...