Later, Macavity would have something to do about those friends of hers. Putting such ideas in her head, and such clothing on her back. Another Tom would not be so capable of remaining in control at such a sight.

All that stunning skin on display for him, and this time, when he kissed her, he deepened it further, coaxing her back to play with his tongue searching her mouth, tasting his sweet Queen.

His fingers were light on the skin of her back, dancing along muscles and bones until they brushed against the clasp of her bra, and carefully he unhooked it, letting that material come loose as well.

With her body pressed up against his own, his want for her would have been impossible to hide, even if he had sought to.

Instead, he let one hand smooth down her spine with a warm, soft touch, and press at the base, pressing her closer against him.

"That was all you needed do or say, my Queen. I am glad to give you what you want."