Top Cat and Fancy
       
       “Ugh… another fine night alone…” Groaning and kicking rocks, Top Cat stumbled toward his trashcan with a nasty scowl on his face. He set a paw on his lovely home and patted it encouragingly. “Dames just don’t appreciate fine accommodation these days. What can I do?” He shrugged. 
       
       Complaining about the lady’s taste didn’t really do much to solve his problem though. Now, here he was, with the place all dolled up and no one to enjoy it. He’d set up a blanket right next to the can, a couple of cushions he’d found by the street corner, and even a couple of scented candle stubs. Heck, he had even strolled by the perfume counter at the department store earlier that day.  Now it was all going to be a waste. 
       
       He sighed and leaned against the can, pondering what to do. The sun was well past set and the moon was high. Setting up another date wasn’t looking promising, especially without even a dime to share for the company. Most likely he would have to take care of his ‘needs’ on his own. The very thought was humiliating though. Maybe he would just have to distract himself with a game of pool or three instead.
       
       While TC tapped his fingers against the trashcan and ran through his options, he was suddenly confronted with another somewhat promising opportunity. To his surprise, it looked like he wasn’t the only man left alone and pathetic on a Friday night. The number one playboy of New York City was sauntering his way over right at this moment without a girl in sight. 
       
       “Fancy-Fancy?” Top Cat shook his head at his approaching friend. “And without a lady in his arms? Do I believe my eyes?” He grinned and relaxed against the can. It was genuinely comforting that he wasn’t alone in his shame. “It truly must be something in the water for a couple of eligible bachelors like us to wind up alone on a weekend.” 
       
       “Oh, uh, not alone, Top Cat.” Fancy smiled awkwardly and scratched his neck. “I actually was working on this pretty blonde number nearby. Thought I heard you call.” He mimed rapping his fingers against something in the air. TC got the message right away.
       
       “Oh yeah?” The blonde-furred cat rapped his fingers against the can impatiently for emphasis, and at least a bit out of anger. “Don’t suppose you could still call her down on short notice?” 
       
       “I, uh, don’t think so, Top Cat.” Fancy glanced over his shoulder nervously. TC followed his eyes but didn’t catch much going on behind him. He did take Fancy seriously though. The brown-furred cat was looking genuinely out of sorts. “I get the feeling I’d regret it if I tried…”
       
       “Huh? Well, you know what they say, nothing ventured, nothing gained.” Top Cat moved quick, abruptly putting a paw on his pal’s shoulder to give him comfort, mostly for his own benefit admittedly, but still, a bit of comfort. “Tell you what, if she doesn’t seem interested, you can just send her my way and I’ll take the punches. Even that bit of female touch would do me more than good right now.”
       
       “You don’t say?” Fancy responded to the paw on his shoulder right away, smiling and nodding. “And here I was thinking you already had someone settled on for tonight.” He looked over the boss’s set up, taking particular note of the hastily laid out blanket. “Looks like quite a set up for a night in alone.”
       
       Top Cat shook his head and snarled at that one. He wasn’t quite sure he liked the tone in Fancy’s voice. But, if he wanted any chance of scoring tonight, he would have to let it slide. “Easy come easy go, what can I say?” He wandered back to the trashcan, playing up his frustration and throwing his arms up. “Girls just don’t appreciate a class act these days! What’s a man to do?”
       
       “Tell me about it, TC. You’re preaching to the choir.” Fancy commiserated, setting himself down on the ratty old blanket and getting comfortable nice and quick. “Don’t suppose you set aside some wine for the occasion did ya’?” He mimed taking a drink. 
       
       Shaking his head again, Top Cat acted positively shocked. “Did I set aside wine? What kind of cheap date do you take me for?” Quickly, he leaned over the side of the trashcan and rifled through his belongings for a bottle of wine. He hadn’t planned on sharing his stash tonight, sure, but he always kept a half drunk bottle of red somewhere. He came back up with it and a pair of shot glasses in no time flat. “Of course I set aside a tipple. Can’t treat a girl proper without it, right?”
       
       Fancy’s smile was positively glowing when TC looked at him again. “Yeah, but we ain’t got any girls right now, do we boss?” He mimed taking another drink. “So, how’s about you and me share it tonight? Misery loves company, so I’m told.” 
       
       Top Cat snarled again, suddenly put off by how comfortable the brown cat was getting. It was getting more and more clear by the second that he wasn’t exactly the savior that he’d hoped for. But, then again, drinking was at least something to do. So TC shrugged and got comfortable on the blanket too. “Eh, why not? Don’t have nothin’ better to do.” Casually he tossed Fancy a glass and set the wine down between them. “Just don’t go nuts, okay? This is pricy stuff.”
       
       Before Top Cat had even finished the thought, Fancy had the bottle in his paw and was taking a swig. Two sizable gulps by TC’s measure. “Ah! You aren’t kidding, Top Cat. Swipe this from a club?” Fancy shook for a moment, his smile becoming wider while the liquid courage set in. And it got even brighter when TC swiped the bottle back from him and took a drink himself. “Yeah, there you go, boss. Think we’ll need a bit for tonight.”
       
       After getting a nice big swallow in Top Cat set the bottle down, but he didn’t let go this time. “Yeah, don’t remind me.” He shot the smiling cat a bit of a glare. He was starting to get a bit shaken by just how casual Fancy was about this little bachelor party. For just a second, he wondered what angle his pal was working on him. “Not even a dime around to buy a cheap night of fun, right? Let alone the sense to go pick someone up.” He smirked quietly shutting down any ideas that Fancy might have had. Much as he was generally in for a scheme, tonight was not the night.
       
       To his surprise, Fancy took the shut down easily. He just smirked right back. “Thinking all the time, huh, Top Cat? Yeah, looks like we’re stuck for tonight.” He shrugged and spread himself out on the blanket a little more, leaning on his hands. “I don’t mind though, you’re good company.”
       
       Top Cat nodded. “Sure, that’s why you always come rushing!” He took another drink. He was still a little suspicious about the other cat’s intentions, but for now he’d made it clear he had nothing to offer, so he could relax. After his drink, he took a nice breath in. “Ah! Why is that anyhow? Don’t get me wrong, but I wouldn’t pass on the chance for some tail this late at night.” He smiled genuinely at his friend, even passing him the bottle back. 
       
       Fancy took the bottle, but this time only for a small sip to savor. Something about that nearly put TC back on edge, mostly the way that he licked his lips after such a small taste. “Ah! Well, what’s a missed opportunity or two for the sake of a good pal?” He winked, flashing Top cat a curious, sideways smile before passing back the bottle.
       
       “Heh, suppose with charms like yours you get to be choosy?” TC smirked again, and Fancy nodded. He even stuck his nose up and flashed that sideways smile again. Suddenly it struck Top Cat that Fancy was showing off how he charmed his girls. “How is it you do that anyway? I can spin a net or two, but somehow you’ve got every girl around wrapped around your finger?”
       
       Fancy raised his nose up even higher, positively glowing as he closed his eyes and sang his own praises. “Oh it’s easy TC, easy! All you need is the looks and a little confidence!” He looked back at Top Cat with what could only be called a confident, hungry look in his eye. At some point, he’d gotten close, real close. Close enough that Top Cat was faintly aware of a paw brushing against his leg. “Though, being honest it’s mostly about choosing the right targets.”
       
       Top Cat felt goosebumps running up his leg and down his spine, but strangely he didn’t pull away. He was pretty certain he was starting to get a read on Fancy’s angle now. He had to admit he was surprised, but, more surprisingly, he wasn’t resistant. “Oh yeah? And how’s that?” He smirked at the charmer, not really sure how to go ahead just yet. 
       
       “That’s the easy part.” Fancy leaned in even closer. Top Cat felt his paw brush against his leg again, and this time Fancy went further, resting the paw on his boss’s thigh and grabbing it tight. Top Cat looked down at it, stunned by the gall of the act and even more by the fact that he wasn’t stopping it. Fancy took the chance to lean in even closer, speaking confidently right in TC’s ear. “I can hear the call of a desperate blonde from miles away.”
       
       “Ugh, ‘working on a pretty blonde number.’ I should have caught on.” TC rolled his eyes. Fancy’d been working this angle from moment one. He shot an annoyed look at the charmer, though he was stifled a moment when he saw the cat’s bedroom eyes soaking in every bit of his face. Embarrassingly, he had to admit that Fancy was handsome. He was handsome enough that Top Cat had to drop his hat to cover his eyes and keep the sight away from him. “So, what’s the plan then here, Fancy-Fancy? I think you know I’m no cheap trick, right?”
       
       “Perish the thought, Top Cat, perish the thought!” Fancy flicked up the lid of TC’s hat, making sure to make eye contact for just long enough to make TC blush. Then, he lifted his nose high again and flashed TC the charming sideways look from before. Top Cat kept his eyes on that smile this time, lest Fancy lean in even closer without him noticing. Doing so left the rest of his body open entirely though. In a second, Fancy had a paw on Top Cat’s hip, and he had set his tail on top of TC’s. “Just trust me, and I’ll show you a real good time.” He casually pulled Top Cat closer with a strength that sent another round of goosebumps up the blonde cat’s body. 
       
       And there they stayed, for an uncomfortably long second. Fancy’s paw squeezed Top Cat’s hip on occasion, and his tail wrapped properly around his waist. But after that, nothing. He just let TC soak in the warm embrace. It was uncomfortably comfortable. Top Cat almost let himself sink into the warmth, even letting his body fall naturally against Fancy’s. He stopped himself just short of closing his eyes. “Uh, what’re we doing here, Fancy?”
       
       “Whatever you want to, Top Cat.” There was another squeeze on his hip, and then the paw wandered upwards to TC’s chest, tucking under his vest and rubbing his belly. Fancy turned back to him and hit him full force with the bedroom eyes again. It was then that Top Cat noticed that, at some point, he had sunk low enough he was looking up at Fancy. That wasn’t right. “Just tell me what you like.” His smile got a bit toothier, showing some fangs. “Unless you’d like me to take charge, baby.”
       
       Top Cat shot him a vicious smirk at that nickname. “Don’t forget who’s in charge here, ‘baby.’” He worked up a bit of nerve and reached out to grab Fancy’s hip. “Almost got me or a second there, but we can’t forget who’s Top Cat around here, right?” He winked up at Fancy. Then he forced himself back just enough to make sure they were properly eye to eye again. “If you’re serious, then maybe we can cut with the mushy stuff. You’re hoping to screw right, Fancy?”
       
       Fancy’s smile didn’t falter. He nodded and pulled himself closer, close enough to brush TC’s whiskers. “You bet it, baby. So tell me Top Cat, how do you want it?”
       
       Frustrated at the name coming up again, Top Cat reached up and pinched Fancy’s check finally wiping that smug grin off his face. Well, he kept smiling, but it was much less disarming for a moment. “Well, ‘baby,’ how would you feel if I said it was my birthday, and I want a special present?” He smirked wide enough to bare his own fangs for Fancy, trying hard to get control back. 
       
       Annoyingly, Fancy kept smiling, utterly unfazed. “I’d say sure thing, Top Cat.” Fancy licked his lips and acted quickly, moving a paw to Top Cat’s groin without a moment’s pause. Struck by the sudden touch and how willing his partner was, TC dropped his guard again, putty in Fancy’s paws. 
       
       And the cat took the opportunity to go for the kill, leaning in closer than ever, and planting a juicy kiss right on his boss’s lips. TC got the goosebumps again, and just like before he let them happen without resistance. Actually, this time he went along with it, wrapping his arms around Fancy and holding on tight while the other man’s tongue wrestled with his. Fancy was an expert, probing every inch of TC’s mouth with a rough but loving passion that took his breath away. 
       
       Top Cat was actually disappointed when it was over, even though it left him gasping when Fancy pulled away. Maybe part of the disappointment was that Fancy had pushed him down a peg though. He was smiling over TC again when it was done, this time back with the bedroom eyes. “There’s the first surprise, but I think I know what you really want, right, baby?” Top Cat couldn’t catch his breath for long enough to try and turn the nickname back on him this time. What little breath he had left in him at all was forced out the moment Fancy dived back in to kiss his neck. 
       
       Fancy was both fast and practiced. He had Top Cat’s vest unbuttoned in a flash, and he kept Top Cat stunned through constant kisses while he traveled down the cat’s body. In spite of himself, TC started to moan, and he had to steady himself just so he could focus on catching his breath. Every kiss stretched out for seconds while he waited, absolutely certain of Fancy’s course. 
       
       Then, Fancy finally made it to his destination. His paw had been lingering there the entire time, massaging Top Cat’s dick and making sure it was good and hard. Now, Top Cat had to look at it. His friend was laying on the blanket with his head between his legs, and he was licking his lips while he massaged the other man’s cock. The whole thing was absurd, but also pretty as any picture TC could think of. 
       
       He smirked and set a hand on Fancy’s head.  The playboy had given him just enough time to catch his breath and was staring up at him eagerly. Top Cat had no illusions about taking control back now, but it was nice of Fancy to humor him. “Well, come on then, boy. Go ahead and get started.”
       
       Fancy grinned up at his boss cheerfully and leaned against the petting hand for just a moment. “Sure thing, Top Cat.” He licked a fang one more time while looking up at his boss. Then, his attention turned fully to the cock in front of him. 
       
       Top Cat watched as long as he could. Fancy dove in with gusto, licking up the cock and purring like a wildcat while he did. Both the vibrating and the warmth got a nice big sigh out of Top Cat while he allowed himself to soak up the sensation. Then, he had to close his eyes and really sink into it once Fancy really got going. After a few volleys of licks, he wrapped those pretty lips of his around Top Cat’s head and started sucking. 
       
       “Oh yeah, that’s the stuff!” Top cat managed to open one eye briefly enough to enjoy the sight of his friend working the shaft and to make sure he was rewarded with a few wonderful pets. But then he had to sink again. His vision blurred enough that he had to blink over and over again just to keep the picture in sight. 
       
       The warmth of Fancy’s mouth radiated up his whole body, and he laid back and enjoyed every second of it. His cock was throbbing like mad against the other cat’s rough tongue. Fancy made sure to keep it there, pressuring it hard with ever suck, and all the while he kept his fingers running over the base of it in a way that was driving TC crazy. 
       
       “Oooh boy, Fancy!” His breath was starting to get heavy again in short order, though he kept his petting steady and tried to blink away the tears. He wanted to see his boy swallow everything. But he couldn’t even try to open his eyes for a glance anymore. “You ready, Fancy?” He laid back and started to purr, knowing it wouldn’t be long. 
       
       At least, that was until Fancy suddenly stopped. Top Cat still groaned, and his cock pulsed hard when Fancy pulled off of him, but he knew it was just short of an orgasm, nothing but a gasp and a splash of pre against the other man’s tongue. Still, it was enough of a shock to totally disarm him. With that groan, he fell back entirely, stiff and powerlessly grabbing at the ratty blanket underneath him.
       
       Fancy used that opportunity to take his chance. Lifting one of TC’s legs and setting himself even lower than his lover’s cock. “Sorry, baby. Normally I’d let you have this one, but I don’t want you to miss the main event.” Top Cat felt the goosebumps rack him more powerfully than ever, even running up his cock. He went with them without thinking, not resisting even when he felt Fancy spread his ass wide and pull his tail aside. 
       
       The he sank right back down into the warmth of Fancy’s tongue. The other man was even more practiced in this arena, no doubt, because he went at it with every ounce of passion that he went at kissing. It left Top Cat just as breathless. It was the most invasive feeling he ever felt; rough, and slimy, and violating. For some reason he never wanted it to stop. “W-Whatever that is you’re doing, Fancy, keep going.” His cock pulsed like mad on his stomach continuously throbbing right at the edge of orgasm, and the rest of his body just shook alongside it. 
       
       “Aww, but that’s not even the main event!” Fancy’s sudden stop didn’t stop Top Cat’s shaking, frustratingly. In fact the moment it was done, TC was suddenly aware that it wasn’t just his cock throbbing. He hadn’t noticed, but his asshole throbbed right in time with his pulsing dick. Fancy had noticed though, he paws ran over both the cat’s cock and ass for a moment before he leaned close enough for Top Cat to feel him with his whiskers again. “You ready for the big show, Top Cat?”
       
       Top Cat snarled. Right now he was a blushing mess, and he could barely open his eyes enough to make sure that Fancy could see his glare. “Are you kidding me?” He smirked up at the other man. Fancy was just smiling down at him still, mushy and romantic now. He reached up and grabbed him hard by the scarf, stifling that smile. “Fancy-Fancy, if you stop now, so help me, I’ll have you arrested for abandonment.” 
       
       The smile came back right away, and Fancy leaned in for another kiss. Thankfully, it was just a quick peck this time. “Whatever you say, Top Cat!” He was casual and seductive in his speech still, but Top Cat could feel him wiggling with excitement as he pulled in closer. He could also feel the heat of Fancy’s excitement pull in closer to his ass, aggressively preparing to enter. “You relax, and I’ll take good care of you.”
       
       When he felt the other man’s cock, Top Cat couldn’t keep his glare or his smirk up any longer. He shut his eyes tight and swallowed hard. Then he did his best to follow Fancy’s advice, relaxing and sinking into that heat as his lover started to thrust. 
       
       It was a bit harder to sink into this particular invasion though. This felt much more like being dragged down. Though, in spite of the viciously loud yowl that rang through the alley, he didn’t want it to stop for a second. 

       Fancy kept a paw on his lover’s dick and kept up the affectionate pecks as he thrust, and neither feeling was powerful enough to distract Top Cat from the intense heat coming off of Fancy or the invasive pressure of Fancy’s dick. And to his utter shock, both feelings were unbelievably wonderful in spite of the pain they caused. 
       
       As if to make sure that pain was pronounced, Fancy’s kissing became more aggressive, and his grip on Top Cat’s cock tightened to the point of feeling crushing. Soon, he wasn’t just kissing, he was biting; chomping down hard on Top Cat’s shoulder and getting an even more powerful yowl out of him. Top Cat got his own back, abruptly wrapping his arms around Fancy and digging his claws in reflexively to make sure his lover couldn’t get away. 
       
       Thanks to that effort, the playboy was overcome faster than Top Cat himself. Releasing TC’s cock, Fancy set his paws on the ground and began and erratic, wild thrusting that left TC screaming again and again. Top Cat’s cock throbbed like crazy, free to cum all over himself while his lover filled him over and over. 
       
       And then, almost as quickly as it started, it was done. Both cats held on tight for an eternity, but Fancy’s thrusting slowed to a crawl until he was merely sitting inside of his boss. It was at that point that both cats noticed they were purring. 
       
       Top Cat stirred first goosebumps shaking him back to reality once Fancy’s biting turned to licking. “G-Gah!” He gasped aware that he had barely been breathing as he came. “W-wow, Fancy!” He sighed, allowing his hand to slide softly down his lover’s back. “I see that reputation of yours… ain’t just talk, huh?”
       
       “I aim to please…” Fancy couldn’t keep up the romantic tone for long, his own purring shaking through him like an earthquake, but he did pull back to give Top Cat that romantic smile again before pulling him into another breathtaking kiss. Top Cat sank real hard into it this time, closing his eyes right away and enjoying the embrace, the taste, and even the sting of Fancy’s dick as he pulled out. 
       
       And then, just like that, it was over. After lingering on that taste for a long enough time that he lost track of the seconds, Top Cat noticed his lover abruptly pulling away, leaving him limp on the floor. By the time he’d blinked his eyes open, Fancy was halfway down the alley and straightening his scarf. “Ex-squeeze me?” He was too shaky to lift himself, but he did manage to at least turn over and give the walk out a proper glare. “Just where in sam’s name do you think you’re going?”
       
       Fancy smiled back at the glare in that practiced, sideways way. “Oh, nothin’ personal, babe. I just have a few other plans for tonight.” He winked. “Easier to dodge the boots when we’re a smaller target anyway, you know?” 
       
       Top Cat smirked at him, really giving him the best glare he could muster. But, then he nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I get the picture.” Fancy’s smile didn’t falter, and he nodded back before scampering off. Top Cat just sighed and rolled back onto his back. In spite of the tomcat’s move just now, he was still purring. “Heh… men…”
       
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       That morning Top Cat woke to a sore rear and chorus of singing cats. He had pulled himself back into the trashcan the night before without bothering to clean up after taking what felt like an hour of recovery. And now he was far from in the mood to be woken up, much less woken up with a hangover.
       
       Of course this was the one time his crew came around bright and early to knock on his door. 
       
       Rolling his eyes, he lifted the lid and peered over the edge to the chattering toms gathered around. Benny was the one that’d knocked of course. The rest were just busy gathering around and shooting the breeze like always. Top Cat would have groaned at the waste of time, but then he noticed that the suitor from last night was chatting up both Choo Choo and Spook. Then he had to groan about seeing him there. 
       
       “Hey, Top Cat!” Benny sang cheerfully to his tired leader, greeting him warm as ever. “Had a hot date last night?”
       
       Top Cat glanced around, noting the crumpled up blanket, tossed about candles, ad empty bottle that were decorating the alley. He chose to play it off. “Now now, Benny, a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell. You should know that.” He smirked, glaring over at Fancy.
       
       “Oh? Well Fancy was just telling us about this cute blonde number he was wooing last night!” 
       
       “Well he’s hardly a gentleman now is he, Benny?” Top Cat’s ears twitched. He wasn’t sure how much his suitor would let slip, but he had no doubt the group had been spared the gory details. Otherwise he would probably be getting a few more notable looks. 
       
       “She sounds like a keeper the way you brag about her, Fancy. Here I thought you were a love ‘em and leave ‘em sort.” Choo Choo laughed while the group made their way closer to the trashcan. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking you’ll swindle her into another night.”
       
       “Time will tell, Choo Choo, but believe me I’ve got my tricks.” Fancy grinned ear to ear, hugging Choo Choo in close and sharing in the laugh. Then, he looked right at Top Cat. There was a twinkle in his eye that brought the goosebumps back. Top Cat resisted them this time though, sober enough to know better. “And what about you Top Cat, Brain told us he heard signs of a struggle in the alley last night?” He gave his boss a sly wink, easy enough for the group to take as innocent. Top Cat just kept glaring. 
       
       “Never you mind, never you mind, boys.” He shook his head and stretched his shoulders, trying to get just a hint of authority back in him. “So long as you’re all here we shouldn’t be talking dames we should be getting to work. Chooch, Brain, I need some hair of the dog that bit me last night. Hurry up and get moving. Benny, Spook, get started on finding us breakfast.” 
       
       He nodded, and the crew nodded back before getting their move on to their tasks. Most of them with a hearty, “Yes, sir, TC!” Though Brain of course lingered a little longer than usual before Choo Choo had to drag him off. 
       
       Of course, that left him with Fancy. As soon as the rest of the crew was out of earshot, he had a special order just for him. “As for you,” he shot a particularly vicious glare at the charmer, making it abundantly clear he wouldn’t be getting away easy. “How’s about you tell me all about this cute little blonde number you hooked last night, huh?”