The Owl and the Pussycat

A/N: The End!

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Many years later…

“DAAAAADDY!!!!” came the giggling voice of six-year-old Selene as she ran into the living room and threw herself at the man reading his paper. He of course set it aside to catch his little blue haired girl and give her a quick kiss before his mate entered looking quite worn out from a simple play date.

“Hello love,” Owl said as Cat bent down to give him a kiss before the younger man took himself into the kitchen to make snacks. “You look tired, what happened?”

“Selene and Amadeus decided they were having too much fun playing in the garden and Cherub and I had to play tag with them. I’m getting too old for this,” complained the now thirty-year-old cat.”

“I’m sure Cherub is saying the same thing,” chuckled Owl as he stood to his feet effortlessly with his giggling daughter and took her into the kitchen. It had been eleven years since that day in the hospital room and both men had vowed that unless it couldn’t be avoided they were both done with hospitals. They had even had their daughter brought to them from said hospital by her grandmother because their resolve was so strong. It wasn’t quite romantic but it had been six years ago and no one cared anymore.

“Papa I want raisins!” Selene ordered her younger father knowing she had him wrapped around her little finger.

“Yes Leeny.” Cat smiled as he leaned forward and kissed her nose. There was more giggling as she wiggled out of Owl’s arms and went to play in her room. “I swear she’s gotten bigger.”

“Of course she’s gotten bigger I’m going to have to take her to buy new clothes here soon, it’s gotten so much worse since she’s decided she can dress herself.” Owl sighed in a fatalistic fashion as he helped his mate make the snacks though dinner would be right around the corner once his timer for marinating the chicken went off.

“Hey, you remember what tonight is yeah?” Cat asked suddenly with that [i]look[/i] on his face.

“Of course, Bo and Peep are coming in a little bit to get Selene for the sleepover with the twins and Amadeus.”

“Those twins are going to be serious trouble when they are older,” predicted Cat of the seven-year-old boys. “Oh don’t forget we’re returning the favor for Jack and Jill on Thursday, though I don’t know how we’re going to entertain a twelve-year-old and a six-year-old at the same time.” Cat paused to give it thought while Owl simple laughed. The domesticity of their entire conversation was entirely amusing. After they had returned together to The Birdcage within the next few years a small baby boom had taken place. First of course was the already expecting Jack and Jill who delivered a healthy girl they named Arabella, then a few years later Bo helped Peep welcome their twin sons Georgic and Merlin and after that Devil and Cherub along with Owl and Cat welcomed their own children into the crazy world that was The Birdcage. Amadeus and Selene were only days apart in age and had very similar personalities which meant they could be holy terrors when given free reign.

“It’ll come to us I’m sure, Leeny honey come eat your snack before Auntie Bo comes to get you!” he shouted to his daughter who came sprinting out of her room to devour the raisin dotted peanut butter celery sticks that had been made for her. There was then a flurry of activity as both fathers made sure that Selene had everything she needed for her “big girl” sleep over and assured her several times that if she really needed them that she could call. Then Bo was there whisking her away and both men stood staring at the door for a moment.

“She’s finally gone,” Cat sighed before turning to ask his mate a question. Except Owl wasn’t there anymore.

“Owl, where are you?” he asked aloud right before the kitchen timer went off. Grumbling at the sudden intrusion Cat shut off the timer and put the marinated chicken into the oven for their dinner. The table was already partially set for their panned romantic evening and Cat couldn’t help the smile that crossed his face when he looked up at the date circled on the calendar. It was their anniversary, set on the date that Owl woke up in the hospital and Cat promised that he would always come back to him.

The weeks, months and years that had followed were filled with tears, the occasional loud argument and most importantly, love. Owl had confessed every day how much he loved his mate and how stupid he’d been not to realize it before. Thankfully they were past that raw point in their relationship and when Selene was born they both realized how ready they were to settle in and be parents. It was hard raising a daughter in what was essentially a sex club but they worked around it with play date’s and frequent babysitting swaps with other couples when date nights were needed. At least Owl and Cat were lucky, Selene’s curiosity stopped at their closed bedroom door whereas Devil and Cherub were constantly fielding questions from their own son.

As Cat prepared the rest of dinner Owl entered the room again with a yawn before pressing a button on a state of the art sound system to start some romantic classical music to drift through the air. “Lookit you making diner, thanks love.” Owl smiled as he set the table with the dishes he had set out that morning.

“Well I do enjoy cooking; if I let you do it it’ll get burned.”

“Respect your elders you little twit,” Owl snapped back playfully. Neither had changed much in the last years, Cat had been done growing ages before he came to The Birdcage but Owl was fitter, leaner with sharper edges where his new muscles were formed. He had hated being so weak after getting out of the hospital that as soon as he was cleared for physical activity he started weight training with Cat to help him.

Jokes were thrown back and forth with their kisses got longer and more frequent, their hands roaming more freely now that they didn’t have to worry about Selene interrupting them. They kissed in front of her often enough but she was six and had no business seeing them touch each other, they would reserve that for when she was older and they were trying to get her to leave the nest.

It seemed to be a trial to eat dinner and in fact the majority of it was left on the plate when an accidental brush of hand caused them both to realize that it was ridiculous to put off the inevitable any longer. They raced towards their bedroom with a laugh, shedding clothes as they both went, kissing almost frantically as they fell naked together on the bed.

“I guess we could have done it in the living room.” Cat commented as he pushed Owl up the bed and buried his mouth into his mate’s neck.

“Bed is more romantic,” Owl moaned as his body eagerly responded to the weight on top of him. Their lips met more gently this time as they embraced, tongues dancing and playing with each other.

“God you got sexier I swear,” Cat moaned when he pulled away to tease Owl’s nipples. Owl didn’t want to agree out loud but he did smile knowingly. It had been so hard and embarrassing for Owl when he’d gotten out of the hospital. For one even if he’d wanted to have sex he was too weak for it emotionally and physically it had taken at least a year after he was healthy for him to be comfortable enough to let his mate see him fully naked again. Bless Cat and his never ending patience, putting up with blacked out love making sessions or Owl’s almost fanatical insistence that he be clothed. Then of course one day Cat had walked in on him showering and proceeded to spend the next hour worshiping his mates naked body under the hot water until Owl agreed that clothing and dark rooms were no longer necessary.

For as much as Owl had been broken by his actions that day all those years ago, Cat had enjoyed building him up again, it was his job as a mate to help his lover through hard times. He realized that day in the hospital as Owl lay comatose and helpless that he never stopped loving Owl, he was furious with him, hated what he had done to them both but he didn’t hate the man himself. He was reflecting upon this as he took Owl’s member in his mouth and sucked strongly upon it.

“Oh fuck, stop, I wanna come with you inside me…” Owl begged as he yanked desperately on Cat’s hair. The younger man reluctantly let go of  his mate and returned to kiss his mouth.

“How hard do you want me to fuck you?” Cat asked as he reached for the lube to prep himself.

“Hard, sooooo hard and fast.” Owl begged. Cat loved when Owl begged, usually they took more time making love but they’d been building up to this for almost a week now. “Hurry, hurry,” Owl chanted as Cat aligned himself and pushed in with no resistance.

“Aaaahhh hell you’re so hot…I can feel you milking me,” Cat murmured as his hips rolled forward forcefully. Owl moaned loudly and wrapped his legs tighter around Cat’s waist. “Hell honey you love my cock don’t you?”

“Yes, holy fuck yes!”

“Come on, say it louder…” Cat teased.

“Fuck me!” Owl whimpered as loud as he could reaching for his mate. Cat smiled as they kissed and started to snap his hips impatiently against his lover’s rectum dragging hoarse cries from his throat as he repeatedly found that perfect spot inside Owl that made him writhe and scream in pleasure. Despite just turning forty Owl could go for hours, something Cat was extremely grateful for, he wasn’t sure what he would do with himself sometimes if he couldn’t have a good roll in the hay…almost every day.

There were a few more frantic thrusts before Owl’s strangled voice cried out and Cat stiffened for a second before milking out the rest of his orgasm inside his mate. They lay entangled together for a long time, kissing gently, pawing at each other, nuzzling and generally enjoying the afterglow of what had just been their first mind blowing sexual encounter of the evening.

As they lay there panting together Owl kissed Cat deeply once more before whispering: “Thank you for coming back.”

Cat smiled and kissed him back. “I never, ever regretted it.”

They didn’t know of course that somewhere, high above them in a private office their file and several others were safely tucked away on a special shelf, an eleven year old note written in an untidy scrawl…“And they lived happily ever after.”