|queenoftheskies (queenoftheskies) wrote in 80sficpicalooza,|
@ 2008-05-21 10:23:00
|Entry tags:||^thundercats, author: queenoftheskies, may 21|
Down and Dirty, Thundercats (Tygra/Panthro)
Title: Down and Dirty
Warnings: m/m sex
Word count: 836
Summary: Tygra and Panthro get it on.
Prompt: - Thundercats, Tygra/Panthro: Dirty sex – Vehicle grunge is sexy on you.
After the heat of the Desert of Despair, Tygra was thankful for the shade cast over the stone veranda by the looming hulk of Cat's Lair. He wiped the sweat from his furred brow, making a beeline for the front door until he saw the thundertank off to the side of the lair in the shadows. Not Panthro's normal parking spot.
Better go have a look. He shoved mental reminders that curiosity was not always a good thing from his mind. He was at home. Just because ThunDERians were notorious creatures of habit didn't mean that they couldn't break from routine now and again.
Except that, under normal circumstances, none of them ever did.
"Panthro?" he called when he drew closer and there was still no sign of the big cat.
He heard the mumble of words, a jumble of grunts and groans, and took off running around the side of the thundertank, whip drawn. But, instead of trouble, he found excitement of a different kind. The big cat squatted beside the thundertank, back in the shadows almost behind it, cock in hand. With each stroke, he moaned, head thrown back against the metal hulk, eyes closed.
The sight stirred him and Tygra felt his own penis rise. Panthro was such a private cat that he'd never considered that the panther had needs like he did. A growly purr rose deep in his throat as unbridled need burned through his body.
Panthro's eyes snapped open, though it took him a moment to focus. Instead of rising, he stayed put, though his hand ceased its slow milking motion.
"Cheetara's in heat," he said. "I couldn't stand it any more."
"Great." Just what they needed. They'd have to keep an eye on Lion-O. "What about..."
"Sent him off with the kittens. They should be gone about a week."
"So, in the meantime, just us to worry about, eh?"
Panthro grinned. "I'm sure we can come up with something."
Tygra dropped his whip. "Why, Panthro, are you coming on to me?"
The big cat growled softly. "Whatever gave you that idea, Tygra?"
Liquid dripped from the tip of Panthro's penis and onto the dark fingers wrapped around it, matting fur, spilling onto the ground. Tygra padded forward, his movements slow and deliberate. If he startled his big friend, they could have more on their hands than a little sex play. He didn't want to battle for dominance right now, or have one of them driven crazy enough to take Cheetara while the others were away.
The other cat watched him through slitted eyes. The movement along his penis began again. Tygra disrobed as he approached, dropping the restrictive clothing alongside the thundertank. A part of his mind hoped Cheetara didn't come looking for them, while another part of him knew he'd like to bury himself inside the pretty pussy.
They didn't need any new kittens in this harsh, gods-forsaken world, so some hot panther ass would have to do instead.
Though he wondered, as soon as Panthro leapt to his feet and pinned him, whether he was going to be getting any panther ass at all. The bigger cat had the weight advantage and though he probably had the advantage in grace and speed, he had to get out from under the big cat before he could climb on top.
Still...as Panthro's teeth closed around the scruff of his neck and the big cat's cock pressed at his ass, he trembled just as surely as if he'd been the one dominant with the panther beneath him. He bit back a startled cry as Panthro entered him, hot and wet and pounding.
Any doubts he'd had about fulfillment vanished as soon as one of the panther's huge hands wrapped around his own dick and caressed his length. With a half-hearted growl, he submitted to Panthro's capable hand, rocking gently as they settled into a rhythm and the pleasure grew until he could hardly see.
Panthro had been superior in many ways, but in the end, always fair, had let Tygra take his turns on top. The tiger had lost track of how many times he'd come, how many times Panthro had spilled inside him.
By the time they'd collapsed together, exhausted, they were both satiated, both covered in thundertank grease and oil. Panthro had set about grooming him immediately and, while the rough tongue came close to arousing him again, Tygra had to admit there was something nice, something comfortable, about having someone else lick you clean.
He eyed the panther's broad chest as the bigger cat leaned over him to lick down across his lighter colored stomach, looking forward to the time it would be his turn to clean the mechanic. He had plans already, plans that involved much more than a mere bath.
His cock twitched.
"Oh, ho!" Panthro laughed. "Ready again already, are you?"
"Have I ever told you," Tygra asked, leaning back against the tank, "that vehicle grunge is sexy on you?"