A/N: Here's the first of the two, both of which have been written specially for and entirely dedicated to kathknight. Hope you enjoy reading these as much as I enjoyed writing them!

WARNING: EXTREMELY ADULT LANGUAGE AND MALE/MALE INTERCOURSE

During the Ball each year, my biggest regret was always that I wasn't a better dancer. I kept telling myself that I'd swallow my pride and ask someone to help me improve, but I never could gather up the confidence to do so. I probably never would have if I hadn't Mistoffelees dance for the first time. The dance he did during his conjuring turn was a sight to behold, and on top of it all he managed to bring back my father. Needless to say I was more than a little impressed. Of course, it didn't hurt that he was both adorably cute and sexily svelte at the same time.

Watching him dance was utterly intoxicating. His body moved with a grace I'd never seen before in a tom. Sure there were a couple queens that could dance as well as him, but no other tom could come close. The way his coat shone beneath the Jellicle Moon had me spellbound. I felt my heartbeat quicken as I watched him leap and twirl around the clearing. I still get chills down my body whenever I close my eyes and watch his dance again in my mind's eye.

After the Ball I couldn't stop thinking about him. I'd see him chatting with Victoria or rehearsing with Cassandra and my stomach would tie itself in knots. I'd see him flirting with Tugger and I'd be overcome with jealousy. Every time though, I'd have to pull myself out of it. I wasn't gay. I was very happy courting Demeter and we'd become mates at the next Ball and have kittens and we'd be happy together and that would be that. That didn't mean I couldn't acknowledge that how attractive he was though. How his eyes would sparkle when laughed. The little smirk he wore when he was up to some mischief. Those toned legs and shapely rear. One needn't be gay to notice those things.

Eventually, about a week after the Ball, I gathered up my nerves and approached Mistoffelees. He was curled up and fast asleep on his pipe in a pool of sunlight, lips curled up into the most unnervingly cute smile. Keep it together Munk. You've known him his whole life. So maybe now you've noticed how damn sexy he is. Wait. No. Not sexy. Just attractive. Nothing wrong with being able to see that another tom is attractive.

"Hey, uh, Misto?" I said feebly, almost hoping he wouldn't hear. No such luck. The tux's eyes fluttered open and he stretched himself out with a yawn. I couldn't help but run my eyes up and down his body, eying the his toned limbs hungrily.

"See something you like Munk?" he asked, with that wicked little smirk on his face and his piercing blue eyes staring up at me.

"What? Umm... uh... what...?" I was so flustered by his comment that I couldn't even form an complete thought.

"Relax, I'm just teasing you," he said warmly, smirk fading into a genuine smile. "What can I do for you?"

"Oh... um... well I was sorta hoping you might help me work on my dancing?" I couldn't even look at him as I asked, opting instead to study a small crack in the pipe.

"I'd be honored to Munk." I looked up and saw him still smiling gently at me. "Shall we get started? I don't wish to be rude, but I get the feeling we're going to need as much time as we can."

"Really? I- um... thanks." I flushed a bit, and hoped he'd credit it to embarrassment at my dancing skills.

"Of course," he said as he stood. The moment he was on his feet he was pressing himself against me. "Besides, it'll give me plenty of time to do all sorts of naughty things to you while we're alone." He ran his paw along my jawline and I fought to stifle a moan. Fight it Munk. You're not gay. YOU ARE NOT GAY. Not a moment later he was doubled over, laughing. "Everlasting, Munk, your reactions are just priceless. This is going to be fun."

"What's going to be fun?" I asked nervously.

"Oh nothing... nothing at all..." he replied, smirk returning to his face, before turning and walking off, batting my face with his tail. He paused after a few steps, and looked over his shoulder. "Are you coming?" He vanished in a cloud of smoke and reappeared behind me. "Or just breathing hard?" he whispered in my ear before walking away again.

Thankfully I was able to contain my shudder until he had stepped away and wouldn't notice. It took me a moment to collect myself before I followed the tux to a clearing even I had been previously unaware of.

"Where are we Mistoffelees?" I asked as I surveyed the unfamiliar area.

"This is my private practice space. You and Cassandra are the only two in the junkyard to have ever been here," he said seductively, leaning in close.

"I'm honored. But may I ask how you manage to keep this place so secret? I thought I knew every inch of the junkyard."

He ran his hands down my sides before whispering in my ear. "You know a magician never reveals his secrets." He took one of my paws in his and placed my other paw on the small of his back, before placing his own on mine. "Now why don't we get started with something simple? I'm going to lead, all you have to do is keep in time with me and follow. Shouldn't be too hard, as long as you can focus on the rhythm instead of imagining all the things you want to do to me." My jaw went slack at the comment, and the tux began chuckling again as he began to lead us around the clearing. "You need to loosen up a bit Munk. Not take yourself so seriously. It makes it so very easy for toms like me to take advantage of you. Or make you take advantage of us."

"I'm not homosexual Misto. That's never going to happen." I attempted to keep my voice cool and collected as we continued to dance around the clearing, to no avail.

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself of that fact Munk?"

"What ever happened to vague and aloof? I seem to recall Tugger using those words before claiming there's no one shyer." I'd had enough of Mistoffelees toying with me. I was not gay and that was that.

"Tugger is only ever interested in the things he can't have. So if one wants him to want them, they need only make it clear that they have no interest. Within moments Tugger will be burning with desire for them."

"So all that was just an act to get Tugger to mate with you?"

"It worked didn't it?"

"You actually fucked my brother?"

"A few times. The Ball was the best one though. All that energy, the magic of the Jellicle Moon... It was heaven." Try as he might to hide it, I saw a hint of his smirk through his outward apathy.

"Nice try Misto. You'll need to work on your poker face before you try that one on anyone else."

"Damn. I had you for a minute though," facade now gone, his face instead bore a cheeky grin.

"Ok fine. Maybe one minute."

"It did its job though."

"What do you mean by that?"

"During this whole exchange you were focused entirely on me, and yet you never once fell out of rhythm. You never once stopped to think about what your body was doing. You let it flow naturally. You're doing it now and you're not even realizing it."

It took a second for his statement to sink in, but when it did I realized he was right. "How in the blazes did you do that? I've never been able to keep rhythm to save my life!"

"You've been overthinking it. Every Jellicle has a natural sense of rhythm. Yours just was never developed properly because you were being trained to take on your role as protector."

We continued to dance around the clearing for the rest of the day. We'd stop once in a while to add a new step in or catch our breath. By the end of the afternoon I was leading and we were flowing around the clearing without a care in the world. There was something special, dare I say, magical, about our time together that day. I couldn't help but wish that being with Demeter made me feel that way. Stop it Munk. She loves you, you love her. You're making this more than it is. Part of me wanted to believe that little voice in my head, but part of me knew it was wrong.

As we walked out of the clearing I had to fight the urge to kiss him. I still don't know where the urge came from but it came hard and fast. Maybe it was the way the evening light made his fur glisten, or some left over high from the dancing. Whatever it was, it set my loins ablaze and left me quivering. Nothing for this one, voices? Care to try to talk us out of this one? No? Didn't think so...

We made the journey back to our dens in a pleasant silence, neither of us willing to break it. When we arrived at his den, we stood there staring at each other for a moment before I broke the silence.

"I had a really good time today, thank you Mistoffelees," I said, trying to hide my nerves.

"I'm glad. I did too. We've still got a long way to go, but you made an excellent start."

"So, um, I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"You know where to find me." He moved in close, wrapped his tail around my legs and began running a finger along my chest. "Unless of course, you'd like to come inside?"

"You mean inside your den?" I asked meekly.

"Wherever you want," he said with a teasing smirk, moving his paw down my chest, over my stomach and then...

"Misto!" I hissed as I backed away, uncomfortably trying to hide my arousal. Meanwhile the tux was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes.

"Everlasting, Munk! Your reactions just keep getting better and better!"

I rolled my eyes and began the walk to my den. "Goodnight Misto."

"Night Munk."

As I walked away my mind became a churning maelstrom of questions and doubts. Did I really have feelings for Mistoffelees? For Demeter? Was this all just some passing fancy, or a result of pent up desire? Every answer brought with it another onslaught of questions in this seemingly unending tempest of emotion. By the time I reached my den I still was caught in the monsoon, but was graced with the eye of the storm as I spent a few moments alone with Demeter. Just the two of us, no thoughts of Mistoffelees. As I lay in bed with her sleeping in my embrace, the hurricane renewed its strength, tossing me every which way.

I hardly slept a wink that night, tormented by my mind. Even as I lay there with Demeter in my arms I couldn't help but wish it wasn't her, but Mistoffelees instead that slept beside me. Whatever this was I had to put an end to it tomorrow. Maybe it was a game to him, but to me it was much more. There was no other way to describe it: I was in love with him. But what if he wasn't in love with me? What if it was just a game to him? Something to pass the time? What then? I forced the thought out of my head. If nothing else, I'd still have Demeter. It felt wrong to think of her that way, but it was the truth. I simply didn't feel the same way about her anymore. I still loved her, but I didn't want her any more. I wanted him.

Eventually I did fall asleep, but I slept restlessly. Even sleep couldn't calm my mind. From the moment I awoke I was nervous about what was to come. I had to tell him. I couldn't let this continue. I didn't even know how I really wanted it to end. My body wanted him. My heart wanted him. But my mind just wanted this to be over. To let things go back to the way they were. I steadied my nerves and set out in search of Mistoffelees.

I found him sitting on his pipe, grooming himself casually. He looked up and smiled at me as I approached.

"Good morning Munk. I'll be ready in a minute. Just making sure I look perfect for our date."

"Yeah, about that Misto. Listen, we need to talk."

He looked at me curiously before standing. "Ok then. What's up?"

"Not here. I'd rather speak about this privately."

"Keep talking like that Munk and I'm going to start thinking you want me," he said flirtatiously before smacking my ass and walking off ahead of me. If you only knew how right you are... I set off after him and we soon found ourselves back in his private clearing. He turned to me and leaned in, again putting his paws on my chest. "So what was so important that we had to be alone for you to tell me about?"

I put my paws on his arm and gently pushed him away. "This Misto. This is what we have to talk about."

"Oh. I didn't realize I was making you uncomfortable. I thought we were just fooling around." For the first time, he looked genuinely embarrassed and apologetic.

"No, Misto it's not that. I... I... Well..." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Does it mean anything to you?"

"What do you mean Munk?"

"All this. Is it just a game? Or does it actually mean something to you?"

"Oh. I, um... why do you ask?"

I gave up trying to speak and decided on a more direct approach. My paws were trembling as I pulled him in and pressed my lips against his. My eyes fell shut as I savored the feeling; his scent flooding my nose, his fur beneath my paws, the warmth of his body against mine. Any doubts I'd had about this melted away as I felt him pushing back against me, forcing our lips together. It felt like a blissful eternity before we finally separated, both breathless.

"I guess that answers my question then."

"I'm still not sure about mine, Munk. Would you mind clarifying your answer a bit?"

Our lips met once again as we pulled each other close. The following moments were a blur of groping paws and grinding hips. I gasped as his rough tongue ran across my lips and into my mouth. His tongue tasted of sweet cream as it explored my mouth. I ran my paws down his sides and onto his hips, pulling him in to deepen our grind. I let out a moan as I felt him pressing against me and my hips bucked wildly, drawing a moan from him as well.

"So I guess there is one more question: your den or mine?" He asked heatedly.

"Neither. We're staying right here." I was aroused beyond belief and there was no way I was going to slow down long enough to reach one of our dens. I began kissing and biting at his neck before working my way down.

"Look who's not shy anymo- ooh Everlasting..." He was silenced by his own moans as I found the special spots on his neck and chest.

I dropped to my knees, still kissing and biting at his stomach. I paused a moment, savoring the nervous anticipation before I ran my tongue up the length of his member. I felt his whole body quiver as he cried out and thrust forward violently. I continued teasing him a while longer, enjoying the expressions he made as I found every last sensitive spot along his length. He looked absolutely breathtaking there in the clearing as he stood there whimpering and moaning at my every touch. I paused again, preparing myself, and took his length into my mouth. I moved as slowly as I could, relishing the taste of his member and the saltiness of his pre-cum. I felt his erection throbbing as I continued to bob my head and run circles around the tip with my tongue, knowing it wouldn't be long now. Just a few seconds later he shrieked with pleasure as he released warm pulses of seed against my tongue. I continued stimulating him, wanting him to feel this orgasm in its entirety.

I let him slip out of my mouth before lapping up the final remnants of his release and swallowing them. I felt his paw pulling my head up for another passionate kiss as he knelt down to my level and took one of my paws in his free one.

"Now it's your turn," he said before taking my fingers into his mouth and sucking them. He released them and guided them to his entrance, forcing them all in at once. He bit down on my neck hard as he moaned and pressed them in. Once they were in he kissed me again and rocked against them, preparing himself for the main event. He broke the kiss before removing my fingers and laying down on the ground, flat on his stomach. He looked me dead in the eye as he swished his tail to the side and revealed his entrance.

I growled hungrily at his little display and pounced on top of him. I lined up my member and began pushing into him, to his very audible delight. I purred as I began to feel his tight warmth enveloping me inch by inch. I started slowly, rocking in and out, wanting to make this last. The more I rocked into him, the more confident I became and the faster and harder I went. It wasn't long before I was pounding him violently, ramming his pleasure spot every time. Just as I began to tire he rolled over and pushed me back so he was on top, all without breaking our connection.

He bobbed his hips up and down, riding me tirelessly, forcing deep inside him. I put one paw on his hip and wrapped the other around his renewed erection and began stroking it gently. We began to build up speed again and I could feel both of our members throbbing, ready to release. I moved my paw even faster, causing him to cry out in ecstasy and release for the second time, this time spraying his seed across my face and chest. The feeling of his warm, musky release showering me and the sight of him at his climax pushed me over the edge and I released into him with a loud and satisfied moan.

He collapsed down on top of me, and we lay there breathless and thoroughly satisfied.

"Now the way I look at it Munk, we have to options for what to do next. Option one is we carry on with the lesson I planned."

"And option two?"

"We find some other way to fill the time."

"Do you even need to ask?"

"I should hope not," he said with a smirk before placing another passionate kiss on my lips.