Night Dance [OPEN]

[X2]

With a flourish, Tugger had made his way through the junkyard, as he finished the last bit of his dinner. His tongue snaked out as he trailed it sensually up his paw; licking that last traces of chicken grease and flavor off. He made a small moan as the taste filled his mouth. Chicken was a favorite of Tugger's, and he just couldn't get over how good the taste was.

"No wonder the young gals faint at your feet." Rytt shook his head in hopeless mirth. "You need to come with an R-rating."

Tugger had rolled his eyes at Rytt. "Like you don't enjoy the show as well." He moved to the side, gyrating a little as he danced. He grinned cockily as saw Rytt's eyes watch move from side to side. But the older tom frowned and had left abruptly. Tugger wasn't sure what was Rytt's problem, or what was bothering him. But he preferred the company of Deuteronomy and Gus, and it's not like Tugger was the best suited as a confidante. He did yell to Rytt's retreating form, more to keep up appearances and his reputation then anything else. "You're loss." He twirled his way into the center of the yard, his mind drifting back to the jellicle ball as he idly danced. Sensual, alluring, and passionate radiated from his dance moves.

[EXIT RYTT]

((Open for anyone))

[seliver]

Mungojerrie and his sister had just returned from what he thought was a very successful heist; and having dropped off their new loot back in the den, were just on their way to find a bit of trouble closer to home.

As they were passing through the centre of the junkyard, Jerrie noticed a gyrating form in the moonlight, soon recognizing the tall, lithe form to be that of Tugger. He smirked and gestured to the other tom, clownishly imitating his rather R rated dance for the amusement of Teazer.

“What do ya think?” he murmured to her under his breath, sticking his tongue out, “wanna go have a dance?”

[eliaza]

Rumpelteazer followed along after Mungojerrie, paws full of a tasty snack. She wasn't sure what it was exactly, some sort of new pastry she'd picked up on their heist; she didn't remember ever trying this kind before, but it was delicious. She wondered if her brother had noticed her pull the pastry out of her pillowcase full of loot before leaving the pillowcase in the den. She guessed not, or surely he couldn't have resisted asking for a bite.

She was still debating whether to offer some to Jerrie or finish it all herself, when he paused and she had to pull up quickly to avoid running into him. Looking up, the tabby queen caught in a single glance Tugger dancing a short ways away, and her brother mimicking him. Glancing from one tom to the other, her brows creased into a slight frown. Her face heated up slightly, and she hoped she wasn't turning some shade of red. Truth was, she'd more or less been doing her best to avoid the Tugger since the Jellicle Ball. She'd never disliked the tom exactly, but she had done her best to keep out of his...'fan club' of queens, for lack of a better term. She loved having fun, but fawning over a tom who seemed barely to notice you didn't seem fun to her - especially when you were just one of many. Seemed downright silly, and not in a good way. And yet - at the Ball, when Tugger had performed his crazy song-and-dance, she'd joined right into the fawning queens! She still didn't know quite why - she blamed the Madness of the Midnight Dance. Everyone seemed to lose it a bit that night, well except some of the adults. Including Munkustrap, who had clearly seemed to disapprove - though she'd never admit it even to herself, that was probably the whole reason it even bothered her at all...

But in any case, not knowing how to deal with these weird thoughts and emotions, she'd pushed them to one side and engaged in things she did know how to do. Thankfully with the whole stray situation, there had been jobs that needed doing... And then, of course, there was always burglaring with her brother to keep her sane...

But now there was Tugger, and her brother suggesting they go and hang out with him, which she suddenly realized was the last thing she was prepared to do at the moment.

"Not if'n yer gonna do that," she answered, glancing again at Tugger to see if he'd noticed them yet. "Listen, Jerr', Oi don't feel like dancin' at the mo', what say we jus' slip on by quiet-like an'... Are you listenin'?" she demanded, accidentally-on-purpose throwing the pastry in Jerrie's direction.

Unfortunately, it missed her brother completely and landed with a small "thud" - right at Tugger's feet.

[seliver]

Mungo had always liked Tugger, even envied him a bit. If he had tried acting like Tugger did, tried talking to queens like he did, even tried seriously dancing like he did, then he had a feeling that he'd be made fun of instead of attracting a posse of fan girls. Not that he necessarily even wanted a posse of fan girls, that seemed like a lot of pressure for one tom, but it'd be nice to have the option you know? There was also the fact that a little part of him maybe felt a bit fan girlish himself when he saw those gyrating hips, which hurt his head a bit when he thought too hard about it.

For his part, Jerrie wasn't really paying attention until the pastry went flying past him. He started, coming out of his dance, "wha?" He saw the pastry land next to Tugger, and couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Ya shouldn' go throwin' stuff Teaze," he smirked at his sister, "wha' a waste o' food."

[X2]

Tugger had been too involved in his dancing and the freedom his privacy had allowed him, to notice the presence of two other cats nearby. Of course he wasn't stupid. Even if he had privacy, it was the junkyard. Sometimes he felt there were eyes everywhere; so he never completely let his guard down. His eyebrows creased in frustration when a pair of voices messed with the beat in his head and threw off his moves. Opening his eyes when he heard a thud, he had stood still as he gazed down at the pastry at his feet.

Looking over, he noticed the tiger duo, but his eyes went back to the dessert at his feet. Bending over, and giving his audience a view of his nice round butt, he scooped some of the pastry onto his finger. "You know Teazer. Sweet wasn't exactly what I was going for." He spoke, a light purr to his voice, as he stood back up straight. He closed his eyes in bliss as he licked up his finger, moaning as the sugary treat assailed his taste buds. Shaking his head, once he finished licking his finger clean he snorted. "Can't believe you wasted something that delicious."

[eliaza]

Rumpelteazer rolled her eyes in her brother's direction. "Well, if y'd caught it instead o' just lettin' it sail past ya..." Even though she knew full well that her throw had been so bad, there was no way Mungo could've caught it even if he'd been prepared.

Well, so much for 'sneaking on by quiet-like.' Teazer approached Tugger, her embarrassment subsiding now that there was something to talk about. Wasn't in her nature to dwell too long on things that confused her. Besides, she was curious what others would think of the 'new' pastry, which she'd been so clever as to nick right off a human's plate, and escape in seconds flat, without even being seen. If folk in the 'yard liked it, maybe she and Jerrie could get more... "Who says I'm wastin' it?" she chuckled, seeing Tugger sample the pastry and trying to make it seem like she'd planned this all along. "Bit o' dirt won't kill any'un, righ'? So whatcha think?"

[seliver]

Mungo grinned at his sister, sticking his tongue out as he followed her towards Tugger, gyrating his hips and laughing as he did so. "Yeah, sure," he said coming to a stop with a well placed thrust, "ya definitely meant ta throw tha' delicious treat on the ground at Tugger's feet."

He gazed up as the other tom licked at his fingers, feeling a little tingly and marveling at the absolute lewdness of it. There was just something in the way that Tugger did practically anything that made it seem X-rated.

"Well," he questioned, "d'ya like it Tugger? My sister wasn' gonna share with me I notice," he winked at Teazer, "but as long as you like it then I guess tha's alrigh'"

[X2]

Tugger kept an amused eyebrow on the tiger pair as the stepped forward. He arched an eyebrow at her dirt comment and was slightly pleased with himself that he had sampled the last dirt-free area of the pastry. He noticed both of them asking him what he thought of it and he was keen on repeating himself. As if his moaning and claiming how delicious it was, hadn't been obvious enough. Still, he smirked at them both. Kneeling down he put two more fingers in the damaged and now dirty goop. Standing back up he moved closer to them and extended his finger to each tiger cat.


"Why not try for yourselves?" Both fingers had bits of the filling, and breaded pastry, along with some dirt as well. His eyes had a gleeful and flirty look as he gave Teazer and Jerrie an intense stare. "Go on, have a bite." He licked at his lips as he watched them. "Ladies first." He added.

[eliaza]

Rumpelteazer eyed the rather dirty mess on Tugger's paw as he offered it to her. She hadn't realized the pastry had gotten into such a condition already. But of course she'd walked right into this one, and there was no way she'd give either her brother or Tugger the satisfaction of seeing her reject the pastry on account of the 'bit of dirt' she'd just described as perfectly harmless. Being that they were in a rubbish dump, she could only hope it was just dirt.

Jutting her chin out ever so slightly, like a snooty human at a garden party, she wiped the bit of pastry off of Tugger's paw onto her own, and licked it off as daintily as possible. "Mmm," she crooned, "delish." And it was, too; the taste was none the worse for having fallen on the ground. She only hoped she hadn't unwittingly poisoned herself. "Bu' then, I already knew that," she added, a mischievous glint coming into her eye. "I 'ad the first sampling, after all, an' a goodly portion, too. It's you lads wot's been deprived. Go on, 'ave some more, Tuggah." She turned to her brother. "Try it, Jerrie! 'Not gonna share wif you,' indeed, wot ever gave ya that idear?" She grinned, feeling more satisfied by the minute, sure she'd turned the situation to her own advantage.

[seliver]

Mungo eyed up Tugger as he approached the both of them, that weird feeling coming back as he offered his fingers to he and his sister. He watched as Teazer pulled the filling off of Tugger's finger and into her own mouth before grinning at her mischievously, thinking of something that might be good for a laugh if nothing else.

He leaned down and sucked the filling off of Tugger's finger, licking his lips as he came up, "tastes even betta that way sis'." He waved an admonishing finger toward her, "and ya know full well tha' you wasn't gonna share that wif me at all."

[X2]

Tugger raised an eyebrow up at Teazer when she had slapped his finger while her paw had swiped the food off. "Easy with the merchandise there Teaze." He purred deeply, and added in a slightly flirtatious tone. "Unless you're trying to tell me you like it rough." His eyes sparkled with mischief as he observed Teazer's actions. Little cat and mouse. He always loved those types of games. He had played it enough with Bombalurina in the past.

His eyes went back over to Jerrie as he approached. His eyes darkened when the tiger tom licked around his finger. A smirk played out across his face. Well one of them seemed to take risks. One of them was fun to be around. He did study Jerrie slowly, trying to determine if the younger tom had feelings for him, if it was a crush or if he was just having fun. He assumed the tom was just having a bit of fun.

Which was good. Despite his reputation, he didn't like to purposely lead cats on and toy with their emotions for his own amusement. It did happen from time to time, but Tugger tried his best to make sure his flirting didn't become cruel. Which is why he tended to watch himself when he was around Etcetera. She didn't need him crushing her before she's even reached her fun teenage rebellion years. Agreeing with Jerrie, he kept his eyes on him. "Yeah. Looks like you missed out, Teazer."

[eliaza]

Rumpelteazer smirked as she glanced back and forth between her brother and Tugger. "Oh, really now? In that case..." The tiger queen reached down for whatever sticky, gooey, dirtfilled mess was left of the pastry. Really, none of the pastry bit was left at all, but only the excess frosting and sweet filling. She glanced back up at the two toms, her eyes glinting mischievously, the thought of spoiling their fun too tempting to resist. "The best way to finish it off..." She stuck her paws into the goo and proceeded to smear it all over her paws. Deliberately, she took a couple good, slobbery licks before holding out a paw each to Jerrie and Tugger. "...Is like this, eh?" She giggled at her own cleverness. "C'mon, don't let it go to waste," she urged.