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The Darker Side of New Thundera	By : Crystalandra Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 7628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bored waiting, Lumar left and returned--he was now idly sitting in the posh parlor surrounded by grocery bags of things he had picked up for Schwenk to eat. The smiled to himself while busily poking at a plastic bag that was filled with unconscious micrits--lunch for himself and Pandora. He glanced up seeing Schwenk slowly coming down the stairs.
He moved at a snail’s pace slowly descending. "Wow..." Schwenk said softly.
The Beni cocked his head to one side watching his tiger brother’s actions, "Well...if you don't mind my asking, how was the lynx? Was she everything you expected?"
"Not exactly...I wasn't expecting...a Siberian!"
"Siberian what?" Lumar asked frowning. "You don't mean a Siberian tigress do you?"
“I do indeed..." he grinned.
The tiger was flummoxed. "Schwenk...you're joking! You had sex with a Siberian tigress? Um...they're BIG and BOUNTIFUL! I'm surprised she didn't crush the living day lights out of you!"
"Well...she would have done...but I was on top..." he smiled.
"It must have been like sitting on a mountain."
"A wonderful mountain....oh Lumar, I think I'm in love..." Schwenk laughed.
The tiger didn't know what to make of this--he grinned because he was delighted to see the experience had left Schwenk in high spirits. "I'm adventurous too, but personally I wouldn't go near a Siberian tigress I'd be afraid she'd crush my balls...Speaking of which are yours intact?"
"I think so...not sure if she swallowed them down or not...She was great!"
"I hope you left her a big tip."
"Oh....ah....I haven't paid yet!!"
Sure enough the cheetah they had met earlier came rushing up to Schwenk with a big smile on his face.
"You look happy....considering you may have sent me to my death..."
"Wasn't Feezara to your liking, young man? Did she not satisfy you?" The cheetah asked concern clouding his face.
"Never met the girl...I've just spent 2 hours with Tee-Lara..."
"Tee-Lara?" He asked; he consulted his paper. "Oh dear...there seems to have been a mix up...You were supposed to get Feezara the Lynx." The cheetah paled. "Goodness me...I've never made a mistake like that before!"
"Well....turns out it was a lucky mistake...my tiger friend will pay you...May I pop back up and give her a tip?"
"Yes...yes of course...go ahead." The cheetah glanced at Lumar smiling. "Because of the mistake, there will be a 35% discount."
Schwenk walked up to the room and knocked on the door.
"Yes...come in?" Tee-Lara called; she beamed when Schwenk entered the room. "Back for more sugar pie?"
He smirked. "You’ve sucked me dry....No, I have your tip..." he walked over to the bed, the tigress sprawled over the silk sheets. She was naked apart from a skimpy thong. He pulled some bills and looking deeply into her eyes he gently put the money in the front of her thong.
She giggled. "Be sure to come by and see me again..." The tigress aggressively grabbed the human nipping him gently on the neck.
"Would you want me back? I'd like that a great deal..."
She nodded. "Of course I would--I don't say that often to my customers...You're cute Gaston...I love your tiger smell...it's a real turn on!"
"I have my friend to thank for that...even though he's a disgusting slob. However, I will not introduce him....you'd probably fall for the goon!"
"Why would I fall for him when I have you?" Tee-Lara giggled pinching Schwenk's cheeks. "You are so adorable!"
"Cute enough to eat..." he winked.
She smacked her full lips making Schwenk blush to his amazement.
He winked and kissed her lips. "Soon..." he promised and went to the door.
"I'll be waiting..." the tigress replied purring.
Schwenk trotted happily downstairs. "Ba-ack..."
"It sure did take you long enough." The tiger grouched; he hastily gathered the grocery backs and when he did little voices whimpered in distress. "Let's go--I'm starving!"
"You're always hungry, dope!"
"I can't help it...I have a fast metabolism. Do you want to help me carry this stuff?"
"Do I want to? No, not really...you're double my size, you carry it!"
Lumar sighed; again when he shifted the bags in his arms, the cries were there but louder. "Damn." He swore and gave the bag a shake; the voices fell silent.
"Hey....what's wrong?"
"Oh nothing that I can't handle." He peeked inside the bag snarling. "They're quiet now...no more trouble."
"Who are quiet??"
"Huh?" the tiger asked rather absently; he continued walking.
"You said they were quiet now.....who?"
"Who what?" Lumar was carefully trying to evade answering Schwenk's question.
"Don't play dumb, now tell me or I'll bite your striped tail..."
The tiger gave a small laugh. "Oh Schwenk, your teeth are dull--I won't feel anything."
"Care to try?"
"No--not really...What were you asking?"
"Who has stopped making noise now?!" he replied tersely.
Lumar's whiskers twitched. "Micrits...the micrits have stopped screaming."
"Oh....you've bought some.....cool..." was the simple reply.
"They were at a good price and fresh...they were just captured. I-I couldn't resist...the butcher had gassed them for me but apparently the gas wore off and they began to yell."
"It's OK...they'll be somewhere warm and cozy soon, right?" he chuckled.
"Well...sort of...I was going to put some in a blender--crush them up and the others freeze for later like a midnight snack."
"Oh no..." he shook his head. "Lumie...eat them as the Gods intended....it's more respectful...Please, for me..."
The tiger stopped walking. "Sometimes I just don't understand you Schwenk...Why would you even care how they are processed? I was hoping to try out a new recipe the butcher gave me on how to prepare micrits...Putting them in a blender is supposed to be delicious."
"A blender?? How impersonal...Lumar, if I were micrit sized and you stood over me...I'd prefer to be picked up, considered, popped in your maw and it ends...not in a nasty bladed blender....no, no...You’re a tiger...be a damn tiger!!"
Lumar shook his head exasperated by Schwenk's humanitarian behaviour. "It's just food...shouldn't matter one way or another how I choose to eat the micrits."
"It SHOULD!!!" he snapped. "Fucking hell!! You just don't understand do you...IDIOT!!"
The tiger calmly regarded the human. "No I admit I don't understand...Why don't you enlighten me?"
“What are micrits??"
"Food." Lumar simply replied.
"What species?"
"They are tiny annoying vermin that get in the way of things."
"They belong to the human race....my family, not yours..."
"They are not human...don't even go there." The tiger growled; he reached inside the grocery bag removing a sealed sandwich bag filled with tiny, frightened micrits all huddled together.
"They're more human than cat!!"
"We see them as annoying little insects meant to be eaten."
"Then you're all jerks!"
Lumar shook his head. "Schwenk, it never used to bother you that I snacked on micrits...why this sudden change of heart? Why are you attacking me like that?"
"It's just that I don't want them being treated like ingredients....you want to eat micrits....then eat them!"
The tiger threw up his hands in surrender. "All right...fine--I won't treat them as ingredients...I suppose now you want me to release them too?"
"...and what good would that do? How long will they survive on the street??"
"They wouldn't someone would more than likely eat them." Lumar popped the sandwich bag back among the grocery; he picked everything up and resumed walking. "Was there something else you wanted to chew me out about ?"
"I'm not chewing!" he protested. Meanwhile, from a distance the pair was being watched…
They made it back to the apartment; the smell of cooking meat wafted down to the pair.
"Smells nice...maybe Pandora can cook!"
Lumar went a shade of green. "It smells...I hate the scent of cooking meat."
Schwenk chuckled. "…and I hate raw...we should get married!"
The tiger snarled and climbed up the stairs with Schwenk following...all this was carefully observed...
"Did you just snarl at me....brother?" Schwenk goaded.
"Oh no...Couldn’t have been me." Lumar replied sarcastically. "It's all your imagination. Can you open the door for me--my hands are full."
"OK, although I'm surprised your tail isn't talented enough..." he smirked.
"My tail is for balancing...Uh thanks...Pandora...we're back."
"Me too..." Schwenk called out cheerfully.
The panther was by the stove, "Wonderful...” she replied without any enthusiasm in her voice, her back was to the men. "I've got your steak cooking...how do you want it blue, rare, medium, or well-done?"
"Rare please....Lumie will take it as blue as possible..."
"He will take his meat raw like me." She sniffed; Lumar entered the kitchen with the groceries. "I've brought micrits and some supplies." Pandora finally glanced at the tiger and her eyes went wide taking in the tight shirt that clung to his body accentuating his perfect physique.
Schwenk sat down at the table with a beer, watching the overture the feline pair were playing.
Lumar smiled at her while putting the things away. "Is there something wrong?"
She gulped, "No--no of course not!"
"She has the hots for some tiger loving..." Schwenk interrupted, spoiling the mood.
The she-cat hissed, picked up a fork, and stabbed it through the meat. Grabbing a plate she dished out the cooked meat, plopped a potato next to it then dumped it in front of the human. "There...enjoy." Pandora stalked out of the kitchen into the living room.
Lumar frowned. "Nice going..."
"What? You asked, I helped you out because you were too dumb to see what was happening...Don't blame me if you're socially inadequate!"
The tiger sighed. "There was nothing happening...at least not yet." He passed utensils to Schwenk.
"The night is young, you're lustful and she's horny....face facts....it's going to happen..."
"Schwenk you are incorrigible..." Lumar opened the fridge grabbing a beer then some micrits; he sat at the table.
Schwenk saw Lumar was miffed. He got up and walked through to the panther. "I'm sorry....please...come and eat with us....if not us...then at least with Lumie...Please..."
Pandora toyed with her long black shiny plait, "All right..." She got up followed Schwenk into the kitchen and sat at the table. Lumar offered the she-cat a beer which she took. "Want some micrits? They're fresh." She accepted chewing their heads off.
Schwenk ignored the screams and the crunchy slurping all the while he quietly ate his steak, which was pretty good.
Meanwhile it looked like there was something slowly brewing between the tiger and the panther from the small meaningful glances they were giving each other..."Schwenk, do you want some sauce to put on your steak?" Pandora asked.
"Oh no, thanks...it's tasty enough without...Look, let me eat it in the other room. You've still a few micrits to go..." he picked up his plate and cutlery.
"It's not necessary for you to leave, Schwenk." Lumar protested taking one of the micrits and feeding it to the panther.
The micrit for his part screamed as he was slurped whole and alive into her capacious mouth. "Well...if you're sure..." he sat again.
"No trouble at all..." Pandora echoed slowly chewing; she picked up two micrits and fed them to the tiger. He swallowed them in one go...the panther this time picked up four of the creatures popping them one by one into Lumar's waiting mouth.
Schwenk tried not to think about being alive whilst in a feline stomach with the pulped remains of their peers, being slowly digested. He was glad to be normal size.
Between the two, Lumar and Pandora had nearly polished off the sixty micrits he had bought at the market; the four remaining micrits were weeping resigned to their ultimate demise. The tiger and the panther each grabbed two, leaned their heads back, and neatly dropped them down their throats swallowing the creatures whole.
"That was delicious!" Lumar exclaimed patting his stomach; Pandora boldly raked her claws over the tiger's perfect six pack purring...
Schwenk got up, he decided he knew that the micrits would have a noisy and sex filled end to their lives. "Time to visit Tee-Lara...” he thought.
The panther nipped at Lumar's neck; he noticed Schwenk leaving the table. "Where are you going?" He asked responding to Pandora's advances.
"I'm going to grab some me time...you two have fun..." he winked.
"You're going out? Out alone?" The tiger was purring throatily.
"I'm fine...See you later!"
Lumar didn't answer his tongue was busy exploring Pandora's tonsils; Schwenk left the apartment and bounded happily down the steps...The silent observer across the distance was watching and waiting for instructions...
Schwenk stopped halfway to Tee-Lara and picked up a dozen micrits, he wanted to treat her too. He continued to the place where she lived....well....worked.
Unbeknownst to the human he was being carefully trailed...”watch him--do not intercept just yet...see if there is a pattern”...the individual was told...”Do not strike just yet”.
Schwenk waited at the front desk for the elderly Cheetah again.
He came seeing the human and recognizing Schwenk, he smiled in greeting. "Back so soon? My that was quick!"
"I know...I got lonely...I hope Tee-Lara is still available..."
The cheetah grinned. "I don't know what you did to her, young man, but she has been refusing customers...Yes, go on up...she's still in the same room you left her in."
Schwenk grinned and he knocked politely on the door to room ten.
"I'm not accepting any customers at the moment...come back later." Tee-Lara called out.
"Oh...OK...sorry to disturb..." he called back without moving.
He heard the bed creak from behind the door and running footsteps; the tigress squealed yanking open the door, "GASTON--YOU'VE COME BACK!"
He smiled. "But if you're busy I'll come another time...Maybe I'll find another lady..." he played hard to get.
She reached out pulling the human to her huge furry meaty breasts. "Don't be ridiculous I'm not busy...I'm so happy to see you...come here you!"
"I've bought you a gift..."
The tigress dragged a willing Schwenk into her room and slammed the door shut with her foot. Pushing him onto the bed, she clapped her hands delightedly, "What? What did you bring me?"
He held the closed bag to her as an offering.
"OHHHHH MICRITS!" Tee-Lara grabbed the bag and upended the shrieking creatures into her mouth crunching down. "Mmmmmmm yummy!"
"I...erm...was going to ask whether you liked them....I guess I know now..." he chuckled.
"Oh sorry Gaston...where are my manners? I forgot to offer some to you."
"It's OK...I try not to eat micrits....bit too close to home for my liking..."
The tigress giggled happily; she sat next to the human and planted kisses all over him.
"Look....we don't have to have sex....I didn't come back for that...I'd be just as happy just to lay next to you, to sleep with you, be physically in contact with you..."
She opened her brown eyes wide and stared deeply into Schwenk's grey ones. "You really mean that? You want to lie next to me? I would love that so much Gaston...yes...stay here with me."
"Nothing would make me happier..." he started to undress.
Tee-Lara pulled back the covers on the bed; she removed her bodice slipping under the sheets...the tigress waited for the human to join her.
He got into bed and rolled over to be against her naked, hot body. He turned so he faced her.
"This is nice..." she sighed gazing into Schwenk's face. "What about your friend? You said you came with your friend before...won't he miss you?"
"He's got his own company, he won't miss me at all..." he smiled, "Besides, I've got the better deal, of that I'm sure..."
Tee-Lara beamed. "That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me...Thank you for making me feel special...I appreciate that."
"I'll make sure you get the money for me being here all night..."
"No...no...Please Schwenk...I don't want any payment...Let's just enjoy each other's company."
"But this is your livelihood...You'll have less income because of me..."
She pulled the human closer. "Don't you worry about that...Tee-Lara makes plenty and I can choose how long and when I want to work."
"You sure? I don’t want you going without!"
The tigress clucked her tongue. "There are a lot of men who go for my kind; it is quite advantageous for me being a Siberian tigress so don't give it a second thought."
He nuzzled into her aromatic neck fur. "I hope I don't fall in love with you..."
"Why would you want to go and do a silly thing like that?" She asked laughing softly. "I'll just wind up breaking your heart."
"I know...and you're a professional lover...but I'm a sucker and I can dream, can't I?" he smiled wanly.
"Yes...there is no charge there...you are free to dream just as long as you know the difference between dreams and reality."
"But what if I did want you?"
The tigress stroked Schwenk's hair. "But you don't...remember this; if wishes were horses then beggars would ride..."
"I'm under your spell...I'd do anything for you..."
"Shush now Schwenk...what you are saying is just wishful thinking...It's nice of you to say..." Tee-Lara quieted but continued stroking the human's hair.
"You're right...enough chatter..." he kissed her jawline and worked towards her mouth.
She returned his kisses encouraging his advances...
His lips and tongue reached her agape jaws. He pushed his tongue in between her razor sharp teeth. She still tasted of iron, from the departed micrits. His tongue explored her mouth.
A breathless moan escaped Tee-Lara's lips--she shifted in his arms--the she-cat had to restrain herself from biting the fragile human.
This time he wanted a change, his right hand pulled at her left shoulder, encouraging her to roll on top of him.
The tigress slightly resisted. "Gaston...I could hurt you." She protested. "I don't want to hurt you...I-I could crush you."
"It's OK; I want to at least have the 'Siberian Experience'..."
"A-are you sure?" she asked gazing down at him; his tiger aroma was really driving her wild…
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