The Illusion of Danger

Chapter 6

With a small groan, the tabby shifted in his seat. His head was face down in his arms that were crossed and lying on the bar. Rocky rubbed his eyes as he sat up.

"UGHHH..."
He groaned again.
"That hooch hit me pretty hard. I must've passed out. Oh no! Mordecai!?"
He looked around the bar, but there were no patrons. The barkeep was nowhere to be seen either.

"James?"
Rocky raised his voice a bit calling for the bartender. There was no reply. Sliding slowly off the chair so he didn't fall over, still feeling a bit dizzy, he turned around to see quite the sight before him.
"Morde... Mr. Heller?"

There stood the black and white cat wearing quite the suit. He closed his watch and put it back in its pocket before looking at the tabby.
"I'm glad you're awake. I've asked everyone to vacate the premises so we may have some time alone."
He stated as he adjusted the cuffs of his tailcoat, stepping forward and offering his hand.
"That being said... I would very much appreciate it if I could have this dance."

With the hand extended to him, mere inches away, Rocky was instantaneously dumbfounded. You could almost hear his brain sizzle out. As if on autopilot, the tabby grabbed the tuxedo cat's hand. He didn't even know what to say, he just stared.

A look of gentle satisfaction crossed the man's face, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth as he leaned down and pressed his lips against Rocky's knuckles for a brief second. Standing upright again, Mordecai guided the tabby to the open floor, the small smile still present as he swiftly placed one hand on Rocky's hip and held his hand up with the other.

When the other man's lips hit Rocky's hand, every hair on his body stood on end. His tail was as fluffy as a lamb's coat. The tabby was beet red as the other guided him to the dance floor. He looked up into Mordecai's beautiful jade eyes, stunned, not knowing what to say. But the second that man's hand was placed upon his hip, he was a puddle on the dance floor.

"Mordi... pretty...."
Were the only words the tabby was able to squeeze out of his throat at the moment.

The taller cat's smile seemed to grow ever so slightly, a deep chuckle escaping at the compliment that only earned Rocky to be held closer.
"Thank you. You're quite beautiful yourself, Rocky."
He replied as he began leading them in a slow waltz, music coming into play from an unknown source. It was only them in the immediate area.

Rocky's whiskers perked at the compliment.
"Thank you..."

Mordecai was a very good dancer. Rocky almost had two left feet when it came to a more classic style. The tabby grasped the other's hip, eager to show that he could be just as good.

"Of course."
Mordecai nodded, the hand on Rocky's hip shifted to take the hand that was on his own.
"Your hand goes on my shoulder, dear, since you are the follower in this case."
He stated as he guided Rocky's hand to where it was supposed to go, then returned to holding his hip, or, rather wrapped his arm around the tabby's waist in a firm yet gentle and close embrace as they continued to dance.

The tabby's tail bristled up again. He tried to move his hand up the tuxedo cat's neck.

"Mordecai... I..."
The tabby leaned in to kiss the other, hoping he would reciprocate.

There was no hesitation on Mordecai's part, suddenly taking a wide step to the left and lunging so that all of his weight shifted to that side, bringing his dance partner with him in a swift dip.
Leaning in close, the tuxedo cat leaned in with his head tilted and crashed their lips together in a seemingly calculated and passionate kiss.

Rocky's tail flicked back and forth aggressively as if he were a dog whose master had come through the door after a day at work. His hands flew around the tuxedo cat's neck and pulled him in closer. This was happening, his wish was coming true.