After the Battle

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((Characters: Munkustrap, Quaxo

Thread Summary: A drugged Munkustrap gets cuddly with Quaxo as he recovers, and he accidentally lets slip his full past.))


Munkustrap dozed on and off for the rest of the night and next day. He'd stir whenever cats dropped in to check on him, having heard of what happened. Jelly came by with some catnip to help with the pain, and that caused a pleasantly stoned and affectionate Munkustrap to actually get some real sleep. When he next woke, it was halfway through the next night. He felt stiff and achy, but his arm no longer stung from Macavity's lightning, and his wounds no longer bled.

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Quaxo stayed by Munkustrap's side the entire time he was healing. He helped the wounds a little with his magic, but he was unsure of how to heal deep flesh wounds completely. When Munkustrap awoke, the young tom smiled and reached over, petting Munkustrap's fur softly. "Munk?" he asked as quietly as he could, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "Munkustrap, are you awake, darling?"

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"Mmmf." Munkustrap rubbed his paw over his eyes, then looked up at Quaxo. "What time is it?" he asked muzzily, feeling the loss of the catnip in his system. "Urg. What did Jelly give me?"

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"Catnip." Quaxo said with a quiet laugh, kissing his forehead again. "It's nearing midnight, I think, darling." He reached over, sliding his arms around the older tom's waist, pulling him close. "You've been out for a while now... I think for over a day, Munk. Alonzo's handling everything well, and Macavity hasn't returned so far. You just rest, Munkustrap."

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Munkustrap made a face. "I hate catnip," he muttered. That was one of the reasons he didn't want to be a housecat - humans liked to shower their cats in catnip. Just look at what it did to Tugger, or to Rumpus Cat. "You're sure you're okay?" He wrapped his arms around Quaxo as well, holding him carefully as he forced his eyes to focus on the little white face before him.

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Quaxo nodded slowly and smiled at his friend, rubbing his back gently, avoiding the gashes on Munkustrap's back. "I'm fine, Munkustrap. Don't worry, Macavity didn't touch me. I think he sensed something about me, Munk. I think he knew. He didn't hurt me, though." Quaxo murmured, moving one paw up to stroke Munkustrap's cheek, leaning forward to kiss him softly, carefully on the lips. "I'm just worried about you..."

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Munkustrap let Quaxo kiss him, returning it without too much energy. He was content to just lie passively next to the tuxedo tom right now, and let Quaxo do whatever. The paws on his back felt nice, soothing tight muscles. "I told you, I've had worse from Macavity before. I'll be fine." He brushed his paw over Quaxo's ear. "Does Macavity know you're here?"

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Quaxo shook his head and leaned forward, nestling his face beneath the older cat's chin and sighing quietly. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't, Munkustrap." he said quietly, lifting his head once more and staring at Munkustrap tenderly. "It doesn't hurt too much, does it, Munkustrap?" he asked, running a glowing palm down his friend's back, attempting to make his wounds feel better.

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"Oooh..." Munkustrap closed his eyes, arching against the paw. "What...?" Whatever Quaxo was doing, it was removing the pain for a few minutes. "It's not too bad." He opened his eyes and smiled at Quaxo, not needing to force the expression this time.

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"I'm glad." Quaxo said, returning the genuine smile. He sat up slowly and reached down, pulling Munkustrap into his arms and holding him against his chest. "Did my magic make your back feel better for a second?" he asked, sliding the same glowing paw down his friend's chest and side. "I learned how to do this yesterday..."

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"Yes," Munkustrap purred, once again arching into the glowing paw. "You're quite talented." It would have taken him weeks to figure out how to do anything with the bit of magic he used to have. Macavity had been a quicker study, but Munkustrap wasn't sure if even Macavity could have figured something out in just a day. "Is this what you did to Rumpleteazer?"

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"Yes, it is." Quaxo said in return, smiling at his friend's pleasure. He pressed a soft kiss to Munkustrap's cheek. "Thank you." he murmured, blushing a little. Even the tiniest compliment from Munkustrap could make him blush, still. "I think it's supposed to calm your, I dunno, spirit or something. It doesn't really heal, it just makes you calmer and makes your body want to heal faster." He pulled his paw away, sliding it around Munkustrap's waist and holding him close.

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"It feels good," Munkustrap said, still purring. "Better than catnip." He reached up and turned Quaxo's face toward him, brushing a kiss against his lips. "Thank you."

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Quaxo broke out into one of his crazy grins, returning the kiss softly and blushing even more than he had been before. "You're welcome, Munkustrap... really, it's nothing. I do it because I love you..." he smiled a little, kissing him softly on the lips once more.

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Munkustrap reached up with his other paw, holding Quaxo's face still as he deepened the kiss, feeling quite happy. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he was realizing the catnip hadn't worn off quite as much as he thought it had... or maybe Quaxo's ministrations reactivated what little was left in his system. In any event, that little part of his mind was blaming the catnip for the bigger part of his mind which was telling him that Quaxo was quite warm and pretty and deserving of a kiss or two or ten.