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It's Good to be the King	By : The_God_Mandalord Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 7194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Thundercats, or its characters, or make any prophit from it. That is all own by WB.I do, however, own this universe. Not for Tygra lovers.

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The sound of swords clashing together came from one of the palace's many training yards. Young WilyKat was sparring against Lion-O for the chance at being an officer in his ThunderCats. It was a tradition as old as Thundera itself. To raise into the rank of an officer amongst the ThunderCats, any man or woman must display a rank of Sergeant Major, show great abilities in terms of leadership, and serve in over five campaigns.
The last thing was to successfully hold one's own against a fellow officer in a sword fight. Preference in weapon and fighting style is theirs to choose from, as long as it includes using a blade weapon.
In the past, deaths were not uncommon, and officers would go at a shocking rate. But now this tradition has been fined tuned to a sharpened edge that the only real injuries are just minor scratches. Though the technology has advanced to high-powered rifles, tanks that mimic small earthquakes, and artillery that brings the very sky down, it was nice to at least have something that seemed somewhat civilized by todays standards.
Since this was just a simple sparring exercise, they used wooden swords made from bamboo. Nothing lethal, but it will hurt in the morning if you received a direct hit.
WilyKat wore the standard protective armor. Heavy and bulky, but it would keep him safe... that is if the heat doesn't make him pass out. And in mid July, on a normal eighty degree day, that seemed more than likely. On the other side, Lion-O wore black hakama with red designs that ran up the right leg. His hakama was worn and frayed, but it at least kept him cool on this hotter than hell day... which could be more than said about WilyKat.
Speaking of hotter that hell, Cheetara stood in the shade of the colonnades as she watched her secret lover train the young cat. She wore her signature brown outfit that exposed her cleavage and midriff areas, under the standard cletic robe and helmet. Just because she was having an affair, did not mean she could not look proper. She also wore the diamond dagger necklace that Lion-O brought from Madera.
She played with it and admired it, like an excited school girl. It may seem cliche but that's how she felt at the moment. Cheetara was so lost in thought that she didn't notice that somebody bumped into her.
"Watch it!" she snapped. She then noticed it was WilyKat's twin sister, WilyKit.
The young kitten was a part of the twenty-first Infantry, nicknamed the Lucky Aces. That one regiment had seen more battle, death, and ruins than other soldiers have seen in a lifetime. Their nickname was earned during the Cloud Peak Mine campaign, in which they were the only regiment out of five to survive Grune's onslaught. They had proceeded to take the mines and the fortress of Cloud Peak when a freak earthquake breached its hundred foot high wall. Also, during the battle, a lost patrol from the 'Aces', lead by WilyKit, came across the fabled El-Dara beneath the fortress. Tygra was not so thrilled about that.
They had just arrived in the capital for some well earned rest and relaxation.
WilyKit sidestepped Cheetara and bowed, apologizing for her carelessness. Of the original ThunderCats, she sacrificed the most. She had suffered from a certain type of shock from what she had done and witnessed. Posttraumatic vocal disarticulation, the experts eventually declared. And although recertified for active duty, she remained silent - either unable, or unwilling, to speak. Now she spoke by simple jointing, gestures, or writing it down.
Cheetara placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's all right. It's my fault. I should have payed more attention."
WilyKit then noticed Cheetara's new necklace and started to lightly sniff her. She then pointed to Lion-O, then Cheetara, and then to her own heart. Usually Kit's actions were easy to understand, but this time Cheetara was completely confused.
A bit annoyed by the loss in translation, WilyKit decided to scribble the message in the dirt.
Are you and Lion-O having an affair?
Cheetara was slightly shocked that WilyKit picked up so quickly. But, then again, she was the most observant and had the best nose in the group. So Cheetara quickly brushed it away and wrote:
Yes.
How long?
Almost a year now.
Why?
I don't know. At first it was loneliness. Then it seemed like the perfect revenge. Now...
Cheetara stopped mid-sentence and started to drift off into space. This was a question that had plagued her thoughts through the year. She was not proud of what was doing, and the threat of becoming pregnant with his child was an ever present one. It was not supposed to get this involved... Now I don't want to go back.
WilyKit gave a long heavy sigh, and the way she held herself up made it look like she was going to regret her next action.
She handed Cheetara a letter. On it was the stamp of the White Tiger captain. Her heart skipped a beat, then started to pound faster and faster as she opened it. For someone as quick and agile as Cheetara, for once her legs felt like they were filled with lead.
She finally opened it, much to her own surprise that her legs have not given out, and started to read the letter. It was from Tygra, as expected, and it started like most of his letters did. How much he missed her. What the conditions in the field were like. How morale is at an all time high. And then the last part would be filled with empty sweet-nothings that have lost all meaning to her since they were coming from him. The thing that did make her freeze was the final sentence. I'll be home in a days.
To her, that was just the final stake in her heart. To other women, this would have been great news. Their lovers coming home from a war and they could finally be together at last. Like something out a romance novel. But now... she was not the same woman any more.
In the arena, Lion-O worked WilyKat to an inch of his life. He had already sent him through parade grounds with secret stun mine traps, and obstacle courses with air soft snipers, now the poor kitten was suffering a barrage of defensive and offensive attacks, while also fighting off the heat.
WilyKat fell to one knee as Lion-O allowed him to catch his breath. It also gave Lion-O a chance to relax his leg for a little bit
"Take it easy kid," he said. "you fought well for today, so take the rest off. We'll continue..." he then noticed Cheetara's staring emptily in space.
Leaving the ring, he walked to her side giving a strong and biding order for everyone to leave.
"Is everything all right?" Lion-O asked. He did not notice the letter, not even when she hid it behind her back.
"I'm fine, just a little hot is all." Cheetara pulled Lion-O close and whispered in his ear. "Care to join me in a swim?"
Before she could answer him, Cheetara was gone in a flash, leaving only one sandal behind as a clue for Lion-O to follow. Lion-O knew that he would never be as fast as her, but he was more than determined to find her if that meant she would be running through the palace completely naked.
He ran after her, finding different pieces of clothing along the way; all tossed away in hidden-in-plain-sight spots so that it would not draw unwanted attention. Each piece of her clothing had her scent on it. Enough to keep Lion-O in the right direction, while also keeping him interested and focused on her.
At first, it seemed that Cheetara was just teasing him. He found the second sandal. Then one of her bracelets. Then the second bracelet. Then her celtic robe. Her cat helmet. He staff. It got more interesting when he found her vest top, and her tight pants, the scent on them signifying that she was in heat…a very intense one. He then found her thin bar and equally as wet thongnot far off.
Lion-O felt his own clothes getting tight and uncomfortable. He's not sure how much teasing he could take.
He needed to have her!
Cheetara waded in knee high waters of a pond that belonged to one of the palace's many gardens. The only piece of clothing she wore was the diamond crystal necklace. A gust of wind came through the garden, picking up water vapors and lightly splashing her. She couldn't complain, it actually felt pretty good, both the wind and water and the fact that she was standing bare naked in one of the gardens where anyone could walk in on her. It was all very erotic.
Ever since starting this affair with Lion-O, her love life had received a much needed booster shot.
She continued to wait for Lion-O, hoping and praying that he did not lose her scent or get pulled aside to do some meaningless political chore. Suddenly, Lion-O grabbed her and then they both sank into the water.
After re-emerging, Cheetara, soaking wet, gasped for air. "That wasn't funny!"
"You can't honestly think you didn't deserve it, Tara." Lion-O said as he started to kiss and suck on the soft flesh behind her ear. "Running around the palace half-dressed. Leaving your scent everywhere. What if one of the guards caught your scent?"
"And what about you?" Cheetara groaned, using her feet kick off Lion-O's hakama. "All of the palace maidens were watching you. Lusting over you..."
She let out a long, loud moan. Lion-O smiled, "Are you saying that you were jealous, dear Tara?"
"Yes..." she moaned, no hesitance or shame.
"So why did you choose this spot?"
"I'm loud," Cheetara admitted. "You know that more than anyone."
The young king chuckled as he advanced on her, this time she made no move to escape and allowed him full access to her lithe body. The cheetah let out a sigh as her breasts met the cool air, her hands went to his back, digging her sharp nails on them. Her hands then ran over the rough skin of every old wound and scar. She pulled him into an embrace, feeling his powerful heart beat against her cheek, tracing fingers along the old scars on his shoulder and the burns on his back. Lion-O made no noise akin to discomfort as she examined the aftermath of the wound. If he was good at one thing - minus the obvious - it was masking discomfort and pain when he wanted to.
The sun was still high in the sky causing the water on their bodies to shimmer and they could hear each others heart pounding showing that they were alive.
Cheetara was the first to act by throwing herself at Lion-O, wrapping her arms around his shoulders crushing her mouth to his, the lion's responded in gripping her slender hips, holding her as close as possible as he pushed them back to shore. His erect manhood pressed between her legs, making her moan into his mouth, pressing her nails into his shoulders. She slowly worked her hips back and forth, rubbing her moistening core along his length; in turn making him quiver with desire.
Gripping her hips, Lion-O effortlessly lifted his cheetah up and then brought her back down slowly on his erection. Cheetara broke the kiss to throw her head back in ecstasy as she was slowly filled to the brim with his manhood. Lion-O's head fell back at the feeling of her tight hot flesh, clenching and gripping tight around him enticing him to ignore her need to accommodate him properly and to just take her like a savage beast.
"Lion-O" his name fell from her lips as she fully sunk down to the base. He was buried in the very depths of her, and her womb filled in by his size. She looked down on him with misty eyes and her lips parted, her breath already in pants, giving him every signal to give her his all.
It did not take long for him to give into his primal desires; the air was filled with Cheetara's screams of utter pleasure as she was bounced effortlessly on the king's cock. Her nails clawed into the ground, leaving deep imprints as her breasts were bouncing in tandem to her movements. Her mind was completely clouded and all she could do was feel. His shaft throbbed and pulsed inside of her as he growled and snarled.
Lion-O bared his fangs in a moment of bestial weakness, his nails becoming claws, cutting into Cheetara's skin. Deep scraping noises indicated that Cheetara was suffering the same weakness, her lips forced open by a set of razor sharp fangs and her new claws razed the ground around her.
Words had become impossible to understand and only animalistic grunts and roars left their mouths as their passion grew, two orgasms had already filled Cheetara's body. Leaving her like putty in Lion-O's hands and she eagerly accepted the fact when he moved to position her on her hands and knees. It suited them better that way. Far more natural.
Cheetara was cast completely in Lion-O's shadow as he loomed over her body, thrusting unforgivingly. Another orgasm erupted inside her, making her scream loud and long into the sky. Harder throbbing and pulsing signalled Lion-O's release and his pace became rougher and more desperate. Cheetara moved back against his thrusts encouraging his release, her growls becoming high pitched submissive whimpers fully giving herself to her pleasure.
Lion-O lasted only a few minutes before a monstrous roar erupted from his throat. Cheetara gave a high pitch scream from his burning release flooding into her. Collapsing with a heavy thud the lovers lay panting in the dirt. Their heart beats slowly settled and their blood finally cooling. Rolling over ,Cheetara placed her hand in his and laid her other over his heart to which he mimicked with hers.
Lion-O kissed the top of Cheetara's head. "Dammit, I love you."
"I know," she purred, "if only things were different..."
"If only..."
A blast from the royal fanfare snapped the two lovers out of their love-drunk stupor. Cheetara took it especially hard. Lion-O could feel her heart beat as fast as she could run.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Tygra is back." she whispered.

Author's Notes:
What's up internet, I'm here for another chapter, and over fifty tigers heads on my wall. Lets just say there used to be a lot more clans, and they were delicious..
I think I might be getting into this smut suff. Let's pray it does not catch on.
Nothing really to say for this one, except I might have accidently, which is in no part caused by me, started a smut war with Fuuko. I'm screwed.
Now I have to start fishing the two love birds out of the water. They decided to go for another dip... Great. Nothing worse then wet cat.
Cheetara: Shut Up!
Peace out people
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