Saturday Match

Saturday, bright and early in the afternoon and Sugar prances up to the door of Melody’s department, holding closely to her belly a black and white soccer ball. The bell chimed, echoing through the house. The door opened to the curious look of Trixie of the other side.

"Sugar? What'cha doin' here?"

"Don't tell me you've forgotten already,” Sugar said, annoyed that Trixie had forgotten what was happening.

"Err...?" The clueless look was enough for Sugar to guess.

"It's Saturday, remember?" Sugar tried her luck.

"Oh! The match!" she quickly came to.

"Well, so, you ready?" Sugar asked, bending over restlessly.

"Well, I s'pose but..." Trixie thought about the day, rubbing her rustled chin.

Sugar turned away and walked off the porch, "Well if ya scared...?" Sugar twirled the ball up on one finger with her back turned to Trixie with a wicked smile.

"I’ am not!" Trixie stood fiercely.

"Well then come on," Sugar turned back around with the ball still twirling on her finger. She pushed the ball up lightly and caught it in front of her and threw it to Trixie. Trixie caught the ball swiftly as Sugar watched her with her cunning narrow feline eyes.

"You’re on!" Trixie hugged the ball and leapt out to Sugar.

"Well I hope you're ready for the game of your life."

"You bet, just bring it on." Trixie boasted.

Both Sugar and Trixie frisked off in a rush through the roads and paths of Poinsettia, past houses, past forested pathways, in one fur flying race to the grounds.

"Well I guess that's one point to me," Trixie announced proudly mimicking Sugar by spinning the ball on one finger, as Sugar caught her breathe back crouching to the ground. Trixie switched the ball to her other paw and twisted it around her waist and back spinning on one finger again, "I'm ready when you are," Trixie said watching the ball spin, totally ignoring Sugar. Sugar glared at Trixie antagonizing and picked herself up wearily of Trixie's over-confidence. Sugar walked up to Trixie as she took the ball back in both paws and held onto the ball with Trixie, "Let's go then,"

"Hay!"

Sugar quickly snatched the ball away from Sugar childishly and she placed the ball centerfield. Trixie mashed over in front of Sugar, two halves facing each other with a ball in the middle of it all. Sugar and Trixie faced off from either end of the ground. Trixie crossed her arms tauntingly watching over at Sugar. Sugar readied herself at her end, paws out and firm, ready to charge for the ball. The wind bristled by the ground, herding loose fragments to one direction. Sugar kept her sharp eyes on her goal as much as Trixie kept her eyes on her. Both combatants waited for the other to move, till a small flinch hurdled them off towards the ball in centerfield. Both mashed straight towards one another, strong and swiftly. Trixie took no notice of Sugar’s gleaming eyes, as she was too hazed in them. Both up on the ball, Sugar glided along the ground towards the ball, Trixie falling head over heels over her legs. Sugar cleverly quickly picked herself up and shot the ball towards the goal.

"I s'pose that's one point me," Sugar said wittingly.

Trixie grumbled. The ball was set up again in the middle, Trixie playing more seriously now. Both Sugar and Trixie set off from the goal square in one big race. Trixie shredded through the grass strongly as Sugar padded her way through the grass swiftly. Trixie made more haste to the ball and Sugar tried to tackler her down. Trixie kicked the ball up tactfully, narrowly passing over Sugar's legs. Sugar turned around from lying on the ground and watched helplessly as Trixie belted a goal. Trixie came back to Sugar as she laid defenselly on the ground and gave a paw put to her.

"That's one point to me," Trixie said modestly picking her friend up.

"Next point breaks the game," Sugar insisted.

The ball was set up in the middle again as the opponents sharpened their ears, fox-like and cat-like. Each one motionless till a single mind flinched and they both took off like rockets, charging forth immensely. Sugar and Trixie came in simultaneously with sweeping kicks. The ball popped up like bread from a toaster, flying sky high into the air. The ball been burst from two prying feet, motionless; Sugar and Trixie stared up as the ball became a speck in the sky and back down like a boulder. Trixie had not time to react, if reacting at all, and the ball smacked into her forehead. Sugar slowly noticed Trixie get smacked on the head by the ball and before she could figure what was what, the ball bounced off Trixie and smacked into her in the face. Sugar and Trixie crashed to the ground, feeling slightly stunned and gullible. The ball landed close by Trixie and she was the first to get some sense back and try and scurry to it. Sugar forced herself up quickly seeing Trixie on hands and knees and pounced on top of her.

"Hay! No fair that's cheating!" Trixie said keeping herself up on a lean with her arms while Sugar sat lumped all over her lower back.

"No it's not," Sugar stated,"House rules."

One of Sugar's arms came firmly round Trixie's neck, who was a little shocked and nervous, as the other crawled down through her fine navel fur. Trixie came to quickly realize what was coming and couldn’t see herself stopping as she braced for it. Sugar's paw slipped snuggly in Trixie's tight pants as it searched around for a different sort of therapy.

"That's no fair Sugar," Trixie said trembling from the ruffling deep down underneath.

"All's fair in love, war and winning a game of one on one," Sugar said delicately deepen her touch. Trixie gnawed lightly, drooling sensationally, on Sugar's finger as it came into her mouth.

Sugar slid down on the ground, up against Trixie, and concentrated right down on her ‘other’ goal for the day. Trixie lost all control and concentration coming to feel it. Sugar took no time to enjoy what she was doing, purring softly as Trixie tried to hold back her moaning and groaning. Sugar dug a little deeper, hitting right on the G-spot.

"Argh...," Trixie arched back, releasing her pleasure.

Sugar's paw became damp and she brought it out of Trixie. She cooed softly for awhile.

Sugar busily licked her paw as Trixie steadily got up.

"Hmm, game set and won," Sugar toasted with one last lick of her paw.

Trixie was totally down in the dumps, feeling glum kicking the ball up to herself, "I can't believe you Sugar, a peeping tom cat could of been wha'chin and everthin'."

"Ah' so what?" Sugar was totally flamboyant about the matter. Trixie grumbled feeling a bit stubborn. Sugar got up a racked up a smile and arm 'round Trixie. "Ah' you worrin' 'bout nothin', there's always next week."

Thought Trixie tried to ignore it, arms folded and glancing away, there always was 'next week'. Both of them walked off the field, Sugar still lying off Trixie.

"Yea but next play, I’ll get the advantage."