《Bounty Cats》Book Two: Chapter 2
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The rocking rave music was loud, but not loud enough for Luna to hear her sweet kisses on her latest prey. In the corner, she pushed the dalmatian girl with green hair against the black wall, smooching her lips.
"Wow! You are rough!" The canine dancer exclaimed.
Luna purred. "I don't like being soft."
While stroking the girl's unique hair, Luna dived for her lips again. Sucking them as if she was licking a lollipop.
The dancer has an outstanding athletic body with a black tank top, skinny gray jeans, and beautiful golden earrings through her floppy white ears. Watermelon vapor scent coated her white and black spotted fur as if she stepped out from a candy store.
While kissing her, Luna squeezed the dog's tight rear and rubbed her hands on the dog's lower back. She enjoyed women with good tough meat in their flesh. And they say cats and dogs can't get along.
Luna! Rei's voice echoed inside the panther's head. Luna!
The panther kept kissing her mate until they switch places. While Luna leaned against the wall, the dalmatian zipped open Luna's leather jacket, and she kneeled to lick the panther's abs. She has to take this girl back to her apartment.
Luna! Her partner shouted.
What! Luna replied sharply, placing her hands on the dog girl's head.
Do you see the target?
Luna peeked at the edge of the balcony as she moaned. Uuuuuuuuuuh, nope
Rei growled. What do you mean, nope?
I can't….. See him….. Luna watched the dalmatian rose and nibbled Luna's neck. Her fangs bit Luna's throat, but not too hard. It actually felt nice, making Luna purr seductively.
Luna? Are you making out with someone? Ren asked.
No! Luna shuddered until the dalmatian licked her face and kissed her.
Yes -you-are! I can tell your mind isn't focusing on my voice! O jebal!
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Luna narrowed her eyes. Are you my therapist now!?
Just look! We need the money to pay our rent! Remember?
Luna groaned, remembering about the mission.
The dalmatian stared into her eyes, tightening her dog face. "Is everything alright?"
Luna sighed and touched the dog's chin. "Sorry….. I need a drink."
The dalmatian smirked. "I'll be back with a couple."
"Take your time, cutie." Luna slapped the dog's butt as she headed to the stairs.
A fine dog with a fine ass. Luna couldn’t wait to get her number.
Back to business. The panther dashed toward the balcony and peeked down.
Below, different Humaminal shadows danced across the flashing rainbow-colored dance floor. Zebra, cats, dogs, birds, and one elephant dancing in a plastic suit. A few humans swung their bodies around with the group. It must be like a wild safari to them.
Through her cybernetic eyes, Luna zoomed closer on the crowd. At the center on the dancefloor, a weasel in a black-and-white striped suit, grooving between two pig girls. He has a black spiky mohawk and a goatee on his smooth tanned fur.
Luna opened the target’s profile in her computer vision.
Name: Jude
Age: 31
Race: Weasel
Occupation: Smuggler
Crime: Drug trafficking
Wanted: Alive
Reward: 30,000 bitcoins
Drug trafficking wasn’t the only thing the weasel committed in the city. Every time he visited a nightclub, he roofed the girls' drinks to easily molest them, using his own drugs to have his own way.
Sick creep! Luna wished she could kill the perverted weasel for his crimes against women, but the MCPD wanted him alive. They needed to interrogate him in order to find his customers and shut down every sex drug operation he established. If his hidden drug rings weren't stopped, more girls could get raped by other freaks without warning.
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Do you see him now? Rei asked.
Luna rolled her eyes. Yeah, yeah. I see the asshole. He is dancing with two fatties at the center.
Joh-eun! I will pursue him now.
Don't scare him away. Escort him out carefully. I will watch your back.
You better!
Oh, come on, kitty cat. You can trust me. Luna grinned.
Sometimes.
The dalmatian girl returned, holding two glasses filled with green alcohol that glowed like radioactive toxic waste. "I got the beverages!"
Luna turned toward her, smirking. "Now where were we?"
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Rei squeezed through the dancers, trying to reach the center. She pushed a camel aside and ducked past a hammerhead shark man.
This is why I barely go to nightclubs! Toward the center, Rei could finally see Jude shaking his rear behind a Doberman woman in a red dress. The pig girls might have left him, or they weren't with him in the first place. But whatever was the case, he should be easy to approach.
Rei checked her pink dress to make sure no beer stench landed on her delicate fabric. And her tropical flower was still hanging in her short-bladed orange hair.
To catch him off guard, Rei followed the rhythm of the techno music, blending in with the crowd. All she has to do was get close to him and threaten him to move toward the extraction spot outside without frightening the clubbers.
She couldn't believe Luna got distracted by a girl. She thought Luna was a professional bounty hunter who never turned to incompetence. But the Over the Rainbow nightclub was full of beautiful women, depending on which guy or girl thought the other was beautiful.
Rei didn't have time to survey the club for a potential date. Grabbing the target was the only important thing she must do tonight.
Rei sashayed toward the Jude, rocking her elbows while moving her hips. "Yeoboseyo!"
Jude narrowed his eyes at her. "Huh?"
"Sorry, I'm South Korean!"
"Oh! How could I tell?"
Rei giggled. "Wanna go someplace private? All this dancing is tiring me out."
The weasel smiled a mischievous grin. "Would you like a drink first?"
"I actually drank enough. Hehehe! If you don't mind, I want to move straight to the action." She licked her lips. "If you know what I mean."
Jude chuckled. "I rented a private booth in the back. Nobody will find us there."
Rei smirked. "Good….."
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