If ever a cat might dare to say they heard Macavity purr, not a single one of them would be able to say they had so much as her. He gave a pleased rumbled version of a purr, his eyes half closed as he let her do as she pleased. What a brave and beautiful young cat he had caught and stolen away for himself.

His hands moved to the waist of his own pair of pants, as her lips pressed to his skin, and he began to remove the last bit of clothing keeping her apart from him.