|queenoftheskies (queenoftheskies) wrote in 80sficpicalooza,|
@ 2008-05-01 21:40:00
|Entry tags:||^thundercats, author: queenoftheskies, may 1|
Tastes So Sweet, Thundercats (Panthro/Lion-O)
Title: Tastes So Sweet
Warnings: blow job, m/m
Word count: 495
Summary: Panthro and Lion-O go at it.
Prompt: Thundercats, Panthro/Lion-O: Food play – How does it taste?
"This is just nasty." Lion-O picked at his food, threw it back down on his plate. "I'm so tired of vegetables I could scream. We're meat-eaters, by Jaga, and if I don't get meat soon..."
"Settle down." Panthro picked at the pile of greens on his own plate. Wouldn't do to let the cub know he was just as unhappy--maybe moreso--with the fare than he was.
"Maybe you should take Lion-O out for a hunt," Tygra suggested, a gleam of mischief in his eyes.
The young lord brightened and leaned forward, dissatisfaction forgotten.
"Can't." Had to nip that in the bud. "Got too much work to do." Not that he didn't like the lad, but he just couldn't imagine taking the cocky prince out on a hunt. He was too feisty, too loud. Any prey they stalked would have to be damn deaf and dumb to be caught. "Modifications for the thundertank and..."
"That's a great idea." Lion-O pushed himself to his feet. "Let's go, Panthro. I'm ready now."
"These things take time, Lion-O," the big cat reasoned. "Planning. Reconnoitering. Got to figure out where the best game..." He brightened. "But, I might just have something of interest to you down in the thundertank bay." He winked at Tygra.
"Be gentle," the tiger whispered as Panthro brushed past him.
The big cat patted his ass out of view of the others. "Aren't I always?"
"Hey, this is good." Lion-O shoved another meat fruit into his mouth. "What is it? It tastes like..."
"Found it growing in the wild." Panthro watched the young lord's eyes go wide as he rounded the thundertank, naked.
Wiping his mouth on the back of one arm, all thoughts of food apparently forgotten, the young lion walked a slow circle around the panther. Panthro basked in the glory of Lion-O's eyes on him; he knew he was something to look at, the most powerful of the Thundercats, the most virile.
"I can take you," Lion-O challenged.
"You think so?" Panthro chuckled, the sound a rumble in his broad chest. "You're on."
It took mere seconds for the young lord to strip out of his clothes. Panthro couldn't help lick his lips at the sight of the young cat's fine form, of his respectable erection. Spurred on by desire, he fell into a circling pattern, keeping his distance until Lion-O lunged at him.
He side-stepped neatly and the young lord staggered past. One pounce and he had the younger cat pinned. At first, Lion-O struggled. His roars echoed through the lower levels of the Lair.
Until Panthro flipped him and straddled him, his erection long across Lion-O's chest. The young lord's eyes dropped to the stiff length and Panthro felt himself throb in anticipation. He pressed forward until the tip of his cock rubbed at Lion-O's lips.
And when the young lord opened his mouth to take him inside, Panthro asked, "How does it taste?"