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Macavity was a mystery cat, and mysterious was his nature. He could steal the shoes from off a cop and never be in danger. His motives were as hard to grasp, it often could be said. Why Macavity did what Macavity does is easily misread. No one knows why the hidden paw has a fondness for jewels and treasure. Some say he steals for money, others say for pleasure. Whatever the case one thing is clear, Macavity is to be feared. All the Jellicle cats knew to steer clear of the thief wherever he appeared.

At least one of the Jellicle cats had clearly not listened to those tales and rumors close enough. Because Victoria continued to spend time around the dangerous, mysterious tom. The uncombed ginger cat who put so many others on edge.

That same young feline, not yet a Queen, who had been trying out a very different kind of style, if those clothes were anything to go by. His sweet little Jellicle Jewel was wearing the sort of things only Rumpleteazer would have convinced her to slip into. Macavity was quite a bit more interested in slipping her out of it.

His eyes trailed down from hers, along the nearly see through swath of black fabric, covered in crawling black vine design. Unfastened, hanging open enough to grant him a glimpse of her soft, pale skin, and the laced black bra holding back her breasts. She had her arm tucked around her stomach, holding the fabric partially closed, as if self-conscious of her naturally beautiful form.

One of Macavity's arms was leaned against the wall to one side of her, the other had slipped down so his hand covered hers at her side. The robe was hiding nothing more than her underwear and a pair of thigh high tights, and he imagined it must have been for one of Gus' dress rehearsals. Perhaps she had been trying on new costumes. Whatever the case, his jealous anger could wait in the face of very different emotions now, and he leaned in, the hand over hers curling so his thumb could caress her palm as his lips brushed against her ear.

"You look very lovely, my shy Jellicle jewel."

He was certain she was flushed again, as she had been that first night, when he had given her his coat. He would not push himself on her, his movements, even to get them to this point, had been slow and full of compliments and charm. None would ever believe the sweetness Macavity could be capable of, and he would like to keep it so. But not with her. Not with his delicate queen who had only ever seen or heard soft, warm things from him. Reassurances and compliments and smiles that were never harsh or threatening.

"What have they done to possess you with ideas of such a dress? A tom might get ideas..."

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[jelliclejewel]

Victoria was indeed rather shy, and while some of the costumes worn on stage could be somewhat revealing, this was in fact not something she would readily agree to dance in. She was in many ways innocent, and it had taken her a while to understand what the others were alluding to with their elbow nudges and half-asked questions.

What was it like, they asked, with him? The only one who might know, or at least was rumored to know, was Demeter, and nobody would ever think to ask her.

Once she did get it she had to answer, of course, that she didn't know, drawing gasps and giggles from the others. What other reason could there be to hang around with such a tom? Nobody believed her when she spoke of his kindness, his soft words and elegant compliments. His sweet gestures and patience with her silliness.

But it did make her wonder, after a while... what would it be like? So she had decided to seduce him, not realizing that all she'd had to do was say the word and he would let her find out however much she wished about his desire. It probably hadn't helped that this plan had been encouraged by her friends, who probably mostly wanted to see if the sparkling and pure little jellicle had it in her.

Well, apparently she did, and a most pleasurable shiver ran down her spine when he spoke into her ear like that, and she could feel the press of the fabric in her bra against her nipples as they hardened just from his light touch and mildly suggestive words.

"I think... I think that was the idea."

Spoken in a somewhat trembling voice. This sort of talk really wasn't her strong suit.