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Apologize for the long delay in writing up the next chapter but life has been really hectic and I do not have much time to myself to really write much or better yet, beta read my own stories. So, production of writing this series would seem to take longer than usual.

And now, here's the next chapter. Quite the long chapter.

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Internal Auditor 8

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The following day wasn't an eventful one for anybody; namely Shaun for that matter. Things were a little out of hand for the wolf as a handful of investors were beginning to question his integrity towards the management. As they have feared, or to some, giving the benefit of doubt, there may be a problem of agent and principal between them. Shaun did show great benefit and prowess for a few months back till a year but as the interim reports showed up, some were doubtful about the profit margins of the company. Investors questioned him up on the phone, tried contacting for a conference and better yet, mostly wanted to have an Extraordinary General Meeting, as known as, EGM.

Despite their protest and claims, Shaun continued to give assurance that things were going smoothly. They were damned by this fact when a few shareholders started dropping out from the stock market. Stocks showed a decline prior to today but the wolf managed to gain some confidence through a few strings. His cohorts and promised men and women managed to persuade them to stay on in investing but behind this intention, they knew what would happen to their money.

Time and time again, Shaun lied towards his staff and he wasn't deterred by the fact that he was responsible for the fall of this company and the lost of their jobs. He wasn't interested in small matters like these. Rather, the bigger picture. He saw himself enjoying life to the fullest and with the money gained through his malefic actions; there was no telling how long he could sustain these incomes. Instead, diversification of portfolio was the best. Within a short period of time, Shaun managed to open up several portfolios to invest in and diverted this substantial wealth towards other companies.

Plantation, Electronics, Property and development, Steel, Commercial; you name it, he has it. It didn't matter where but he knew that by now, the wolf had secured his place as a successful man. The problem would be trying to survive till the end of the audit period. It was taking far too long for Smith to make an escape plan for him but he knew that if he pushed the tiger further, the rest of the team would be suspicious over him. It was bad enough that the tiger worked closely with the audit team but he knew that Smith was about to double cross him.

Evidently enough, Black and Blake took turns inspecting at the tiger and his controlling activities. It was like a ritual. Smith comes in at eight in the morning, clocks in at half past eight and locks himself in his office, followed by the audit team. Consisting of a large tiger, short-tempered bull, boisterous Raccoon and know-it-all pony; it was hard to not rouse suspicion. However, it seemed that two were missing from work today.

Speedy was the last to enter into the office as both rhinos eyed at him vehemently.

"What happened to the girls?" Blake jabbed at his brother.

"How should I know? I'm not a physic." Black sneered.

"What's gotten into you this morning? Gotten at the wrong side of bed?" The youngest snickered.

"Shut up," Black pushed him off, walking towards the pantry. He had to limp lightly and the number of steps that he took to reach his destination was far longer than he had expected. "Fuck. My ass is too sore to move today."

Blake slapped against that bubble butt and jeered. "Practice makes perfect. Another round tonight?"

"Gods... no... I need to recover." He winced. The younger rhino smiled and quickly assisted him towards the room.

Even as they walked off, Speedy watched closely through the door, amused at the antics of both brothers. He had his intuitions. Most of them time true but at times like this, it was hard to say what was right and what was wrong. These two rhinos were on the wrong side of the battlefield and they knew it. Even after their talk to Smith about the death of his father, they seemed to continue working for the other side and Speedy may have the intention to bring them back to the true path.

Even so, it was hard to persuade them. Judging from their past experience with life, they wouldn't want to risk everything because of some minor incident like this. Guess... money talks a whole lot in this matter. Speedy sighed quietly and closed the door with a click, locking the room that held his team.

It was going to be a long day and many issues were expected to be resolve by the end of it but without Chamil and Alice, things may move slower than given. It has been a week and the progress that they had made were minimal and compared to their last assignment, they were at a terrible pace. Piles after piles of papers were strewn around the office from last night's work and it didn't help much with how disoriented the place was. Unwashed coffee mugs, files scattered everywhere and plenty of crumpled paper on the floor.

Largo couldn't help but shrug at the mess. It was to be expected. If they weren't messy as it is now, that would worry him up to no end. It shows that no work has been done but the clear mess wasn't doing them any good either. The bull had difficulty allocating issues concerning sales and purchase and each invoice that were received seemed to be mixed up. He growled in annoyance when he found out that the invoice numbering weren't in sequential order and there were hundreds of transaction a month. This was beginning to be a chore.

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It might take a life time but somehow I'll see it through.

And I won't look back. I can go the distance.

And I'll stay on track, no I won't accept defeat.

It's an uphill slope but I won't lose hope

Till l go the distance and my journey is, complete.

*Click*

"Hey! What was that for?" Smith cried out.

"It was beginning to irritate me." Largo switched to another station, selecting one that played smooth jazz and a few instrumental voices.

Smith groaned and placed a paw on his forehead. "Kill me now."

"Deal with it." With that, he continued compiling his work and double checking on the accounts.

Speedy had to chuckle away. Without the presence of those two females, things were quiet. By now, Chamil would have started chattering away with her daily lives or something about fashion which none of them really cared. Alice showed some interest in it but never really gotten herself into the conversation. Today, they were in complete silence; save for the melodious clicks of the calculator. Besides that, things were beginning to get dull. If that wasn't bad enough, Smith had predicted the day to be hotter than usual and he was right.

Right after lunch, Largo and Speedy had unbuttoned a few from their shirts and began fanning themselves out. Even with the help of the air-con, it didn't ease the heat down to a comfortable level. Surprisingly enough, the three males had yet to be irritated with their work. The tiger would have estimated that within a few minutes, either Largo or Speedy would have roared and raged out by throwing papers off from the table but none of that took place.

The heat was unbearable. Minutes passed and with a soft click, the machine died away slowly as it hummed to a stop. Evidently, cold air had stopped flowing through and the hot pressure began sinking down into the room. Smith suspected for overheating and he was right. The technician came through and explained that it needs cooling down and some fixing, which he would have done after work. And now, they were forced to work in the atrocious heat.

"I can't take it anymore!" Speedy pushed the chair back and headed towards the door. "I'm going to the washroom." His shirt was taken off and tossed to the side without care; Smith cared a whole lot. Eyes wandered with glee at the bulk and frame of his dearly beloved tiger. The contours and frame could have succumbed females to swoon all over him but he had the utmost pleasure of having front row seats to feel those raw muscles. Each move and ripple of that body was symphony in motion and couldn't have asked for more.

Speedy knew that a pair of attentive eyes was staring right at him with great detail but didn't care. At least now, he had some breathing room. Little droplets of sweat trickled down his upper torso, resulting in a strong scent of tiger musk permeating through the room. If he stayed on longer, he knew that Smith couldn't hold back his lust and pounce right at him; ignoring the fact that Largo was watching it all unfold.

The tiger chuckled and shook his head, heading out joyfully as he teased his audience with a single tail flick. As soon as he closed the door behind, the image of an empty office took his attention. No one was around and this must have been Shaun's idea. It did help a little for him. No transactions were coming in and out and movements of inventories were unchanged; easing the problem of recalculating stocks.

As he continued along the empty hallway, slight scribbles of pen could be heard through some of these private rooms, no doubt preparing for the year-end financial statement. Being in a large company, it wasn't surprising to see others sleeping in the office and waking up way early in the morning to finish up their work. There was more than work itself and the tiger learnt it the hard way. He gingerly entered into the washroom and looked at himself solemnly into the mirror.

The doppelganger of his other half reflected immediately and the tiger looked at himself with great pride. His years of working in this field had taken some of its toil into his face and his fur was beginning to ruffle up and shed. Despite his large muscles and powerful strength, it wasn't worth any shit if he were to looked despicable all over. Reaching out to touch the mirror, Speedy gently drew an outline of his face and allowed his mind to wander off.

When was the last time he had fallen in love? A long time...

Of all places, why here? Why now? Why at the place of work? Because it was the only way and chance he could meet with him. Furthermore, it was fate that brought them together.

Would this relationship even last long enough? Perhaps it would.

What would happen when Shaun counter attacked their work? There's always an opening to every single argument and transaction...

Would this even work? It must work!

"Why aren't things going as it should be?" Speedy roared and punched against the wall. His anger had begun to well up and it wasn't due to the heat. Instead, his emotions of love for Smith were beginning to bloom and he wasn't going to let some asshole wolf take him away. No, he would fight till the end and if he were to die from it all, revenge was the best dish served cold.

The evident sound of water sloshed and Speedy cupped a pawful of water and splashed against his face, gasping and grunting in between. He needed to be awake, aware, diligent and most of all, concentration. He couldn't afford to lose this now, not now, not ever. Another splash and the tiger gasped in annoyance. As if on cue, a pair of shoes clopped in, each step stronger and heavier.

As much as he disliked the guy that came in, Speedy couldn't turn away from him. A tall and bulky mammal stood before him and he had to look up slightly to gaze into a pair of menacing eyes. He clawed on to the basin counter and growled deeply, rumbling of anger in his chest. Just what he needed, one of the bad guys coming in while he was having a moment to himself.

However, the stripped feline couldn't recognize the rhino. He had to pause for a moment and raked his brain, long enough to identify which of the two brothers was with him now.

"Hey." Casual, short and easy.

Speedy looked away. "What do you want?"

"Just wanted to reintroduce myself again. Hi, I'm Blake." His paw reached over for a shake.

Skeptical as he may be, it was mannerism that made him shake that large paw. As they exchanged their unpleasant greetings, an awkward silence began to set in; silent as the night. Speedy washed his paws over and ignored the large male.

"I should be going back to work."

"Wait..." Blake pulled the tiger over on his shoulder and stopped him in his tracks.

"If you know what's good for you, keep your paws off." Speedy forcefully shrug it off.

"Speedy, I'm not trying to make enemies but friends."

"Friends?" He turned to face the obnoxious rhino. "You know which side is good and yet you want to help Shaun? What kind of friends is that?"

"Even if I made friends with you, I'll make enemies with Shaun. It goes both ways, either this or that. It doesn't really matter, does it?"

Speedy was about to retaliate but forced himself to pull back. He spoke the truth and there's no falling back now. If he helped them, Shaun would have their heads and both of them depended on the wolf for income. Why would they want to work for the good guys anyways? There's nothing in it for them and venturing out into the corporate world, money talks the most. Monetary incentives weren't present on their side but compared to Shaun, they would have gained more.

"Go help him and if you lay a finger on Smith, I'll tear your balls off... bare handedly. How's that?" Words seethed through teeth.

"Understandable but you may need my help." Blake fidgeted.

"Us? Your help? Don't make me laugh!"

"Will you throw off that ego of yours and start thinking about what's best for you, Smith and for everyone?" Blake slammed against the nearest door, voice getting louder with each beat. "I think it may be time for me and Black to repent for what happened many years ago."

"And what will you do? Beat Shaun to death? That's not a bad idea."

Blake stared at him with a deadpan expression. "Not funny. I have a... some documents that may come in handy."

That took Speedy by surprised. Was this legitimate?

"It's not safe to talk about it here. Shaun could be hearing us now as we speak." The rhino nodded and headed off to the exit. "Tonight, 10pm, hotel, room 388."

"Wait! How do I know that this isn't a trap?"

Blake halted and stared in space blankly. For a moment in time, Speedy swore that the rhino froze deep in his tracks without a sound but the soft grip of the doorknob proved otherwise. It was taking him far too long to answer and this gave Speedy the benefit of doubt. It would most likely be a trap but his instincts told him otherwise. "I'm waiting for an answer."

Another moment of silence but the large mammal smiled at him as if nothing had happened. "Trust yourself. Trust me. Please, trust me."

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It wasn't the plain fact that he didn't trust the rhino but because he worked for Shaun that made him skeptical about it. It left for an abundance of doubt since he could have double crossed them and turned the table around. If the rhino twins were concern about Smith and wanted to make amendments, this could be a great opportunity to bust the wolf as soon as possible. An absurd amount of investors were calling the company and Speedy could have heard those ringing phones from the washroom.

Despite refreshing himself through and through, the road leading back to the office felt dreadful. He was beginning to feel the pressure and hardship of his work and with the deadline nearing to an end for the financial reporting year; they needed to pick up the speed. To make matters worse, both of his female colleagues had gotten sick. Things weren't looking up for him.

Even the calming smile of his beloved tiger didn't lift his morality. It was below average and Largo hadn't said a single word ever since he got back. All he did was work everything and finish up for the day's job. Smith felt the tension rising between both Speedy and Largo; it was making him slight uncomfortable. Perhaps both of them had some sort of a bad relationship with each other, or perhaps a fight that was never resolve. Whatever it was, Largo's deafening silence was killing him.

If that wasn't enough of a pressure, the mere fact that the air-conditioner was malfunctioning and the heat wave warming up the office didn't help much with his concentration. Smith had to open up a few windows to allow proper ventilation but that wasn't enough to keep them cool. Grunting in frustration, he didn't care about his garments and took them off, leaving only his boxers. His thoroughly soaked shirt was thrown to the side, followed by his pants, breathing a huge sigh of relief. Finally...

"You plan on becoming a strip dancer soon?" Speedy stared with both arms crossed against his chest, clearly enjoying the view of a half naked tiger.

"Highly doubt so. This body ain't suited for pole dancing," Smith chuckled. "Not enough male sexiness."

"You've got to be kidding," Largo said as the final reporting book was slammed shut, pushed off to the side. The bull looked up at him and scrutinized the muscled body that belonged to a handsome stud. "You pass with flying colours as a strip dancer. All you need is a pole."

Smith blushed underneath but tried to conceal his embarrassment. "Nah, I'm not able to do that."

"Guys, aren't we suppose to be doing our work?" Speedy grumbled.

"Live a little, man. I'm kinda tired with all those numbers. In fact, it's a little too hot for work." As those words were spoken, Largo immediately unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and shed it off, revealing a pair of godly muscled pecs with abs that could have been chiseled by the Greeks gods themselves. His beautifully coated brown fur travelled all across his underbelly and they were wet with sweat. Besides portraying as a much higher quality prime meat of bull than others, Largo had the brains to go along with it. "I assume that you like what you see."

"Me? Oh, um... w-ell..." Smith rubbed the back of his head and blushed hotly. "...you make a better pole dancer than I do."

"Don't be so modest with yourself. You're getting there. Of course, Mr. Grumpy here has done so before." He pointed.

"Don't fucking listen to him! He's full of lies...." Speedy held back momentarily. "... and bull!"

He ignored his claim and continued talking. "Should have seen him, wiggling that tight ass of his in front of the public while teasing the audience with his delicious tiger meat."

"Really?" Smith leaned forward, listening attentively.

"That burning passion of sex lingered around his body like a guy magnet. Money was thrown at him endlessly. Heck, even the manager gave some himself."

Smith widened his eyes and ohhs and ahhs along with his words. As for Speedy, he was angry at the bull for spreading lies and better yet, in front of him. However, as much as he wanted to break the charade, Smith's expression of amusement and bewilderment were priceless. His eyes opened wide as he absorbed the information, that beautiful boxer ass swinging back and forth with a cute tail to accompany it with. Occasional nod in between words, he agreed much to the bull.

Speedy pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. He couldn't believe how the tiger could easily acknowledge every word that Largo said and every story that was uttered out from his mouth were quickly exaggerated into epic proportion that it was hard to reverse the effect. "Why don't you give us a preview of your dance few nights prior?"

Speedy broke out of his reverie and blinked stupidly. "D-Dance?"

"Yeah! Dance!" Smith leaned back against the chair and grinned maliciously.

The tiger blushed underneath and rubbed the back of his head slightly. "Um... shouldn't we be finishing our work? I have a dinner appointment with somebody tonight..." He hoped that that was credible.

"Dinner appointment?" The tiger questioned.

"Yeah. A friend of mine nearby wanted to have a chat with me about something. So... I'll need to finish off. Those Sales Purchases ain't gonna inspect themselves you know."

A sudden swipe of papers fluttered by and the topless brown bull gathered the tiger's working paper, each stacked neatly over to his table. "I'll do it for you. Now you don't have a reason to not dance."

"B-But..!"

"Shake that butt!" Smith raised both arms into the air triumphantly.

Largo stifled a guffaw. "Yeah! Shake that sexy ass of yours."

His cheeks burned even hotter. Who was he to deny the demands of the people? There's a big demand for a sexy dance and he could supply for those needs perfectly. As the graph of demand and supply says, followed by the law of equilibrium, this would be the right price and supple for it. Raising both hands into the air, Speedy gently swayed his hips back and forth in a gentle motion. He clearly was nervous and inexperience with pole dancing or performing a strip dance but he couldn't show his naivety towards Smith. That tiger expected him to be more than that.

Largo sensed his uneasiness but kept quiet, grinning maliciously towards the tiger. Speedy saw that smug face and growled underneath his breath. He's so gonna get it.

The bull was the first to break the awkward situation. Even though Speedy did his best to accommodate for such carnal act of exposure, the uneasy feeling of being violated by the bull kept running through his mind. Largo shoved his pants off and underneath those trousers hid nothing. A large bull meat slapped against his thigh with an audible smack and both tigers stared at it in awe and surprise. For Speedy, this wasn't his first to watch him free that fucking piece of bull meat but for Smith, this was definitely his first.

Smith gulped and licked his lips at the sight of a large cock. Compared to the other bull he fucked out there at gym in the sauna area, this male was the largest he had ever seen in his life. Who on earth could accommodate such a fucking piece of meat! It was pure quality bull and those hanging ball sacks weren't something that one should joke about. They hung loosely like a pair of pendulum and Largo pretended that nobody was around. In fact, he completely ignored them. "I make a better strip dancer than you do, Speedy."

Speedy was taken aback by that comment but what he spoke was the truth. True, Speedy was large compared to Smith but by the winning species, Largo wins this paw down. No matter what the consequences, they couldn't deny the fact that bulls were larger in nature than tigers and he was the standing proof of such stereotype. Largo placed both hoofed paws on his chest and moaned gently like a female in heat. His sweaty musk permeated from his body and sweat trickled his brown muscled stature. Those large paws continued to move downwards in an agonizingly slow manner as both tigers watched attentively at how they were teased.

His hips swayed to the left and back to the right at a sharp point, cock followed along at the direction of his body, sweeping the air like a broom. Murring to himself, Largo was beginning to get into the act and decided to take the role of a prestigious pole dancer. His parched lips were licked sensually as the heat of the day began to seep into his body and subsequently aroused his lust for more.

Speedy stared, dumbfounded and rooted to the ground as his eyes were averted towards a dancing bull that showed off most of his luscious muscles. His pecs hardened up and the way his lower torso swayed, he swore that those washboard abs were winking and teasing at him like a likely prey. At this point, the tiger was amazed at the sudden change of attitude from him. The bull had never shown such act of sexiness before and during his five years of audit engagement with him, never once did he portray himself as an exhibitionist. The pure act of dancing sensually in front of them was a sure sign that Largo enjoyed himself thoroughly and perhaps, one of his lifelong fantasies of showing what he was capable off.

He was doing a darn fine job too.

Smith cursed loudly and began to feel the tightness of his boxer, tenting at the middle with a sure sign of pre. Nothing could tear his eyes away from the sultry movements and each move was hard poetry in motion. His biceps curled and flexed in time with the rhythm of his swaying hips. Head thrown back up to reveal his toned chest and his hoofed paws never left the confines and field of his abs. As much as the tiger wanted to reach out and grab that thick piece of cock, he wanted to watch it grow; attaining the full mass of what the bull was capable off.

Largo moaned softly and breathed a sigh of relief, looking back down to Speedy with a smile. "I do make a better dancer than you."

Speedy scoffed. "I never knew you were into this."

He stopped briefly and took a few seconds to search for an answer. "Because... I never knew how much fun and arousing this is."

"To dance and act like a slut in front of the public?"

"No!" Largo interjected. "I-It's not it. I'm not a slut..."

"But you just performed an amazing dance of muscles and proved to be envy to a whole lot of males." The tiger sat beside Smith and removed the last of his clothing, refreshed and raring to cuddle with him. "If you loved it so much, perhaps you could continue doing what you were doing and we'll just watch how good you are."

By now, Largo flouted at him. "I'm not going to do that."

"But why not?" Smith sat at the edge of his seat. "Please? Could you make that cock of yours harder and paw away? I'd love to see how much those two balls are packing."

Speedy hugged at the tiger and nuzzled at his neck. "You're such a big tease."

"But I wanna see him shoot."

"Would you want to see him shoot that load of his or would you rather want me to fuck that perfectly shaped ass of yours?" He nuzzled passionately.

"Guys, I'm still here. You act as if I'm not." Largo fumed with arms crossed. He obviously wasn't amused by the fact that he was just mere eye candy for these two tigers but deep down inside, he wanted to just flaunt it off. Yes, there is a yearning desire for him to be worshiped and watched by the eyes of thousand but he never really wanted to do so, out in reality. His fantasies were just fantasies. Even with just two audiences, it wasn't enough; added with the fact that he worked for these two jokers.

Even so, it's a start for something. The bull thoughtfully mused. Who would have expected an accountant like him, working for a stripper club? It was uncanny! Not possible! The whole stereotype of accountants being boring are just rumours and he wouldn't want to break the perception of his captivating audiences, right? Granted, it may not be much but better to make the best of it.

Ignoring the two felines, Largo muttered a soft whimper and moan that was only audible to himself. Licking his chops in glee, both calloused paws wrapped his meat with a hard grip and started stroking away as he usually would. "You want the ol' bull to shoot em' all over ya'?"

Smith nodded immediately, eyes eagerly glued to that powerful musculature. "Please, do. Gods, you're quite a hot man..."

"Quite?" He raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

"Mm.... quite cause as far as I know," the tiger turned to the side and was greeted with the warm smile of the man of his dreams. "This man is the hottest one among all." A quick peck on his lips.

Speedy returned the kiss. "Definitely a keeper."

"You two love birds wanna see some hot bull action or would you like to fuck each other?"

At those words, Smith got up and shook his tail off, revealing his puckered hole as he got down on all fours, waving seductively in front of Speedy. "How about both? Stroke that cock of yours, dance for us, and enjoy yourself while Mr. Speedy fucks me. How's that?"

"Fuck..." His counterpart cursed aloud and immediately gave that cute bubble-butt a soft pat, clutching at the mound of flesh that was offered to him for pounding. "If you're that eager, I'm not going to hold back and fuck that evening off with you." Growling competitively.

Smith moaned and nodded in response, ass continued to attract the male. His chin was raised by a finger and Largo licked on his nose, signaling a sign of agreement and affection for him. There was a hint of urge to face fuck that tiger and spit roast him to pleasure but things would probably get out of hand in mere moments and it wasn't closing time. The clock showed five pm and it was only another hour before closing down, close of the stock market and calculation of the company's daily expenses and revenue. Nevertheless, someone could have walked right in if they were too loud.

Largo contemplated for a moment and decided against it. It was best to leave things as it is and allow Speedy to take that beautiful ass. Looking down at his cock, the mere realization of being watched while another gets fucked turned him on. It practically throbbed and bounced in need as a bead of pre trickled down the cock head. Gasping and moaning audible, the large bull took a good grip at the base and started to plant some pressure upon it, squeezing another glob of pre that practically hung at the edge of his pee-slit. Another squeeze and it was released momentarily, the other paw began to stroke away as it gained its full erection. Standing at about 11 inches long, Largo wasn't lacking in terms of length and girth. No, this was definitely a prize winner.

Smith was amazed at the sheer size of it and wouldn't dare avert his eyes away. His salivary glands decided to work overtime and the tiger had to gulp a mouthful of saliva. He wanted it so badly, to wrap his warm muzzle around the head and suck it off like it was sacred water. A slap from his butt broke that thought, followed by a cold feeling of lube stretching up his tail hole. Speedy managed to lodge two fingers deep within its confines and was glad that he was able to take both in.

"Fuck..." Smith cursed once more and gasped away in both pleasure and pain. It was truly a tight fit and he couldn't remember when the last time he was fucked back there. Even as he recalled the number of sexual encounters that he had during his work here, it was always him, fucking at the other end but in truth, he wanted it the other way around. All his life, he dreamt of a large male wrapped around his body, hugged him tightly and whispered sweet nothings as they mate along.

He couldn't sustain his moans of pleasure and whined aloud, gasped and stumbled upon his knees, utterly surprised at the sudden pressure of fingers deep in his confines. He allowed his hole to relax as immense pressure was placed from deep within and in a few seconds, the familiar sensation of being filled coursed through his body. Speedy smirked at the man's eagerness and climbed on to the feline's back, whispering softly as sand papery tongue lashed out to tease even more. The male shuddered even harder as his muscles trembled under such ministration. If that wasn't enough to push him over, another thick digit was pushed in with force, eliciting voice of excitement.

Smith had his mouth agape as he drooled uncontrollably on all four, moaning with bated breath as the course of heat assaulted his senses. Whining pathetically, his eyes had yet to pull itself away from the much larger bull. Largo was surprised at how the male was being worked up. With the presence of his lover and a stud bull to accompany with, there's no telling how long he could hold it in. He pulled up the nearest chair and leaned over, stretched his body out for the pleasurable eyes of the tiger. The contours of those amazingly sculpted muscles rippled as they played out like a symphony of dreams, with that mighty shaft as the talented conductor.

Fuck... Smith cussed silently. Who would have thought that a bull like Largo was holding out so much for the public? That muscled body could have won countless swooning hearts and yet, he was oddly single at this age. Licking his lips in anticipation, the tiger half expected for the bull to offer up his cock but Largo shook his head.

"Eager for this?" He moved to the edge of his seat and placed the tip inches from his muzzle, dabbing a drop of pre on his nose. "Real bad?"

Smith nodded in response but arched his back abruptly when the evident push from behind lurched him forward. His cries of lust reverberated through the office as thick feline fingers gently fingered in, hitting his love spot multiple times. That unexpected push forced his own pre to dribble on to the ground and throbbed in need as his malehood continued to be left unattended. "Fuck... H-Harder..."

Speedy jammed another finger in and somehow, through the wave of euphoria, he managed to lodge three fingers in "Dammit. I thought you were still tight after much inactivity but it seemed that you're quite loose there."

"Mmmm... He is, huh? How about fucking him now? I'll be glad to bury it all for him." Largo played with the copious amount of pre that gathered off at the tip. Speedy growled and pulled the tiger upwards, clutched at his body tightly and clamped his muzzle around neck level. As much as he wanted to take in on that offer but he wasn't about to share what was going to be his.

"That ass is mine." He hissed possessively.

The bull nodded and went on to attend to his needy cock. His gaze had yet to pry off from the scene that was unfolded in front of him. It felt like a cheesy porn movie being filmed on the spot and he was the captivating audience to receive first hand plot experience. His strokes started off small and short but soon enough, it spurred the male to go on even further. Pacing himself, he was beginning to feel the joy and pleasure of masturbating for his own needs. It has been a week since he had dwelled into personal gains of sex and this was probably the peak. Long and hard strokes were given off and that turned him on tremendously. His larger than usual meat stood proud and hard for all and knowing the fact that an enthralled tiger was watching his every movement turned him on even more.

Perhaps a better view was recommended. If his cock was anything to be proud off, those hanging ball sacks were something better. They were round and large, nearing the size of a ping pong ball; if anything, one would expect how potent this bull was. He saw the evident glare of lust from Smith. He's such a slut.

By now, Speedy had lodged his own shaft deep into Smith's own tail hole and he roared aloud. The submissive tiger held on to himself as he was ridden in wild abandonment. If that wasn't enough to hit every gratifying sensation that ran through his veins, the mere fact that a bull was masturbating away at their mating session made it overly possible for a hands free cum experience. His cock slapped like a stick against his body as it hung like a loose pole, pre spraying all over the place... and he loved it. Each pulse from the other male's shaft sent pleasure after pleasure through his body, enough to make up for lost time.

Speedy kept his pace steadily but after a while, he was utterly tired from the same position. He turned the tiger off from his body and lightly laid him down on to the ground, both gazing into each other's beautiful eyes with forlorn look in their faces. What he saw in his eyes were moments of love and passion that he very much needed in his career. This could work out perfectly for him. As soon as this case was done, he'll never leave the tiger's side. Rain or shine; he'll be there.

"You're such a good fuck." He slurred.

"J-Just a good fuck?" Smith whined with both ears splayed down on his skull.

"Oh no no," both arms wrapped underneath as he pulled closer to share their heat. "You're more than just a good fuck. You're one of a kind. My one of a kind."

"I am...?"

Speedy kissed lovingly at those sultry lips and that shut him off completely. His words were stopped mid sentence and nothing could describe the utter feeling of love that they both yearned for. However, Speedy's indomitable dominance came through and continued to hump at that well earned ass back again. His ball sac slapped and smacked like a battling bat on that bubble butt and as he continued to claim the tiger, his paws never left the male's side. Their changed position was far easier to command and their mating where accompanied by signs of love and pleasure. Speedy rolled his tongue out and stared straight into Smith's eyes, eyeing his expression with greatest need. Pulling back out again, he slammed right back in without mercy.

Critical pulse and throbs from Smith's aroused shaft were left unexplored and if this continued onwards, he might just explode right then and there. His muscled arms quickly wrapped around the feline's mid torso as he clung on, as if his life depended on it. Utter moans of excitement broke off and soon, the tiger was whining and whimpering like a battered cub, his mouth opened wide, clearly enjoying the treatment that he was receiving.

On the other end of room, Largo was definitely enjoying his first class view of the two felines. Their mating rituals started off slow and steady with slight rhythm but as they continued on, evident sounds of exhilaration quickly ascended and the longer they fuck the brains out of each other, the higher their voices turned. Smith kept struggling to keep up with Speedy's pace but the feline was a better experienced top than the bottom. He knew how to fuck but the man needs to keep with the bottom's speed.

Largo scoffed derisively when he saw Speedy's pace slowing down. Finally, he took the bottom's feeling and began to understand each other's capability. From his vantage point, he took in the sight of how passionate their kisses turned out to be. Speedy wrapped himself against the body and held him in a loving embrace, relishing in the joy and feeling of being mated. With eyes closed, he knew that Smith had completely submitted himself towards the other. If anything, Smith's action spoke louder than words itself.

Apparently, Largo was left to be alone and he didn't mind one bit. As long as he managed to get himself off, that was his main priority. Days of pent up tension rose within his large ball sac and the sight of two fucking tigers, both in their prime, nearly pushed him to the edge. Each time, he had to stop for a moment to hold off from cumming. If he came too early, there's no point in continuing forth. Needless to say, Largo wasn't one of those 'potent' guys that could cum multiple times in one go. He loved to edge it out every few seconds and each tick made his cock head throb momentarily, filling in with blood, pre seeped copiously from the tip.

Speedy broke off from the tiger and stared at the sight. Fuck, that's gotta be one heck of a cock. It never ceased to amaze and the longer he looked, the harder it was to pry away. A bull with such prowess should be here with them, making into a beautiful threesome and yet, there he was, sitting alone with his right hoofed paw as the only companion; definitely a wrong painted scene. The tiger hissed aloud and got the attention of the bull, signaling him to come forth and join them. Largo shook his head and licked his slightly parched lips. He was content with what he had but the feline wanted him here, with them, performing a feat of an amazing threesome that Smith would never forget.

Once more, he rejected the offer but Speedy growled with teeth bare. His pounding increased slightly due to his anger and Smith had to grip on to his lover as hard as possible. Each plow were accompanied by intense pleasure that hit every nook and cranny of his anal passage, hitting his prostrate multiple times that made his cock jeered and threatened to release. Largo acknowledged the sudden increase in tempo and saw the look that leered right at him. Speedy hissed once more, whiskers twitched as his face contoured into myriad of joy of delight, cajoling the bull to cut in at any time.

Largo sighed and felt the girth upon that shaft. It was hard and seemingly read to explode at any given time, followed by globs of pre that acted as natural lubricant. A paw cupped around his heavy ball sac while the other stroked away at the base, shuddering at his self pleasure. The thought of putting that fat meat into an ass was a turn on but there's no telling how Smith or Speedy would react once they've got it in. Since Speedy had started pounding away at the bottom, and the known fact that Speedy didn't like being topped up, there's only one possibility; getting himself fucked.

He moaned at that thought and whined slightly as his fingers caressed against that puckered hole voluntarily. For him, it has too, been a long while since the last fuck. His finger searched thoroughly and tried to wiggle open that tail hole and the mighty bull gave in, pushing a digit in with ease. Pleasurable moan of forgotten lust crawled through his toned body as it registered to the new feeling of being fingered up. He has topped way too many times to enjoy the feeling of bottoming out. Even for that, Largo was quite a nitpicky fellow. The man must be at least larger than he was and had an exemplary shaft that was either as big as him or larger. He has to be strong enough, brave enough and best of all, intimate enough to claim his beloved ass. This was rare to come by and gazing over to Smith, he didn't fit that prescription well enough.

However, with months, (probably years) of inactivity, there's no telling how much he could handle. Perhaps it was best to approach for what was available rather than wait for it. Despite that thought, the bull kept berating with himself about getting claimed from behind. Should I...?

"That's a beautiful ass you've got there." The voice broke him from his reverie. Speedy had taken the initiative to make the first move and wanted some bull ass in between too.

Fuck... Largo laid his fingers deeper and soon enough lodged till it touched the base. His eyes dilated over and fluttered uncontrollably, relishing in the pressure that was given upon his puckered hole. Fuck it! I need some cock, now.

He released himself from the chair and moved closer to the two fucking feline, Speedy embedded deeply into Smith and slowed his humps slightly, smirking towards the bull. "Decided to join in?"

Largo blushed and nodded slowly. "Fucking cats."

Speedy murred at those words. "I think Smith would like some bull ass?"

Smith was enveloped in his own world to answer back. Each sensation and pulse from his lover kept him in dream land but the sudden prospect of an offered bull perked his interest. His paws reached over and felt against Largo's malehood, followed by a gentle swipe under ball sac. "If he's up to it." Grinning maliciously.

Sighing over for a bit, the hulking bull accepted the offer. This may be his first penetration after a while and he wasn't even prepared for it. He replaced Smith's position and lay down on his back, leg hoisted upwards to reveal his tail hole back again. Each clench and grip, movement from that ass muscle made it look as if it was a breathing being. Smith crawled over and lapped at the side before sniffing out musk that clung on to the bull. It wasn't foul but heavy, clearly from perspiring too much from the heat. He tried to loosen up but he was far too nervous to keep himself collected.

The tiger sensed Largo's insecurity and began to kiss and rim at his hole, lubing it up as much as possible for the forthcoming penetration. The male underneath scratched on to the ground with pleasure as his body coursed through the feeling of being eaten out. Gasp after gasp, complied by ecstasy of moans reverberated through the room and it didn't help much when a finger was entered in; tight as he may be but Smith somehow managed to get the job done. From the side, Speedy watched with anticipation at his lover's next move. His sensual laps against that muscled butt turned him on and he growled in annoyance. Throbbing between his legs, his shaft was left unattended. Few seconds ago, he was buried deep in that beautiful ass and now, nothing.

He wanted more... so much more... Not just to claim that ass but to place his essence into him. Nevertheless, he wasn't about to lose an erection. His calloused paws began stroking while the other paw went to work on his subtle nipples. Simple drops of pre leaked from the tip and tainted the ground with clear liquid. Put it in dammit!

As if on cue, Smith was in between Largo's leg, guiding his substantial cock, getting ready for the inevitable incursion. Just as the tip entered in, the bull snorted, teeth gritting at the sudden pressure. "Fuck..."

"Ungh... d-damn you're tight!" Smith had both paws on to the bull's chest for better leverage and that helped tremendously. It started off slow but within minutes, the feline had more inches deep inside. Pulling off slowly, he allowed for the male to relax and another inch went in, relishing in the tightness that enveloped against his cock. This was probably one of the best asses that he has ever seen and taken. The sheer pleasure and vice like grip was nothing he had experienced before. Soon enough, the tiger had reached down to the base and felt his balls touching over flesh. They moaned aloud, giving voice to their mating instinct.

Largo held on to the tiger as his legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him down to gain better access of that wonderful ass. What was he even thinking! How could he be so stupid to reject such an offer of being mated so closely? All this time, he was missing out on such feelings and now, he was damn fucking glad that Speedy talked him into this. As expected, Smith's malehood wasn't as big as he was but fucking hell... it hit at every tender spot that he could have ever imagined. Each time he pulled back out and slammed back in, his prostrate was tenderly massaged, resulting in a droplet of pre to smear on to his sculpted abs, painting it with pure white liquid.

Just as the tiger's ass started to move about, Smith had his ass groped out and spread open like a bitch. "Argh! Speedy!"

"Now now. You're not going anywhere." He dry humped against the crack of his ass. "How does it feel? Having your cock in him?"

Smith hissed and tried to hump deeper. "God... it feels great... He's so fucking tight."

"Good," Speedy said, a smirk evident on his face. "You're going to get a good fucking too."

"Wait! No! Ahh!!"

It was far too late to protest. The stripped feline had planted his member in and it was an easy go. The prior penetration made it easier for the second and fresh coat of pre covered every nook and cranny of that loosen tail hole. Soon enough, the three males were in a frenzy of mating with each other. Speedy crying out while hugging tightly on to the other, relentless humps of utter pleasure flowed through. Smith was in heaven. Not only was his dreams of being dominated by a larger male been fulfilled but being sandwiched in between two hunks was just perfect. Every muscles of his body were beginning to tire out but he wouldn't want to lose out to Speedy. No, he wanted the bull below to cry out and beg for more. He wanted him to moan; he wanted to break him.

Knowingly enough Largo felt the tiger's fervor fucks. Inches of him embedded through and he ravished every moment of it. As it stands, the pressure of the two bodies above wasn't much of a problem but it did hinder his movements slightly. Smith's favourable torso was pressed against him, not that he was complaining since it made it easier for the tiger but he was missing out on playing with his own. The tiger was out in his own world as his ass constricted suddenly, urging for him to fuck harder.

He grunted, flailed, and trashed around as the bull was used like a toy below. Smith couldn't control his desires any longer, that insatiable need for sex lingered for too long and the two heavily granted musk that permeates from both top and bottom pushed him on for more; a single thrust, followed by another, trying to match the rhythmic plow from Speedy. Great gods, that man fucks like a horny rabbit.

"Ahh... ahhh... S-Speedy..."

The tiger heard his plea and slowed for a minute, still buried in. "Mm... Too rough?"

Smith whined with ears laid back, enjoying the sudden nuzzle from above. Things didn't change, at all. So as long as Speedy was topped off in his lover, it didn't matter who was below and above him. Even Largo's presence didn't deter him from the fact that he was mating for the love of it. "Don't know how long I could hold out. I'm about to cum..." He hissed out loud.

Largo gripped on to Speedy's side and forced the male to continue on. "Keep it up, he's about to cum as well."

"Are you sweety?" He whispered softly.

The only answered that came was a single whine of comfort and warmth. Largo snorted and moaned in between as his head was thrown back, grunting and puffing away as he tried to milk the male off. He knew that soon enough, nothing could have stopped him from breaking the dam. Smith cried out but not in pain but the inevitable pending of orgasm. It was approached relatively faster than expect as the usual rhythm of his humps turned into sporadic movements. His hips thrust till it reached to the base and when he did that, true enough, he was fucking himself on to the tiger above. His ass burned with pleasurable sensation but try as he might to control his ass muscles but mentally, he was more concerned about releasing himself.

A few more grinding was ensured and based on the expression that the tiger bore, it was only a few seconds before the old faithful shoots off. He panted, mouth agape with drool dripping off to the bull's wide chest, his sensitive nose picking up the two male's heavy pheromones and musk. One... two... and that pushed him to the edge.

"F-Fuucc..cc...a-ahh....!!" The tiger roared and planted his essence with force, impaled himself with much anticipation as the flood gates broke. Strings of cum sloshed through the bull's anus and much to his delight, it felt wonderful to be mated once more. It was soft, creamy and best of all, wet like he remembered it to be. Buckets of seed were poured into him and he minded not of how he reacted towards it. Largo wasn't a slut but somehow, his inner desire to be used begun to surface as he whined like a calf.

Speedy waited with bated breath as he followed the tiger's inconsistent humps. It was sudden but expected when he heard the imminent harmony of bull and tiger, signs that one of them had spilt their seed; either one of them. It doesn't really matter. All that mattered now was his own want to claim his lover. Growling and snapping in return, Speedy arched his back and buried till their balls touched, the base reached and tightness gripped. His cock throbbed inside and with the help of pre, it wasn't much of a problem to get it all in and once that was done, he, too, wasn't able to stop it.

Substantial amount of seed creamed into the male and if he didn't know any better, Smith was starting to milk him out midway. Creamy batter of cum soaked his inside but as expected, it was far too much for one to handle. Soon enough, streams of his precious seminal fluid seeped from the side and dripped on to the ground, thick and potent as always. Another final thrust and he was finally done. His balls were milked dry and despite his undermining signs to stop that ass muscle from gripping too hard, Smith failed to recognize it; instead, convulsed to gain every drop.

Largo heard their mighty purrs of love and murrs, smiling lovingly to each other. "Guys... Hate to break it up to you two but both of you are crushing me."

Speedy chuckled and lightly grazed his paws on to his tiger's side, pulling the male upwards. "I think we better leave Largo alone." He kissed and gently nuzzled away. "Feeling snuggly?"

"Mm... Snuggly enough but I think Largo needs his own release." Smith pointed towards the panting bull. "He hasn't cum yet."

"Oh? I thought he did."

"I was too busy getting cramped up by you two." Largo groaned and thrust his hips to the air; body quaked and shuddered from edging for too long. His large member pulsed and spurted off another round of pre. By now, his abs was completely soaked with both sweat and pre. So much so that those definition of muscles were far pronounce than before. In fact, he looked far more tantalizing. "Help a guy out here?"

Smith didn't need to be told twice and he dived in for the kill. His dexterous tiger paws were hungrily wrapped around the base and began stroking away for the prize that was kept in it. Much to his joy, the bull couldn't hold it on any longer. In a few minutes, the tiger had both maw and paws enveloped around it. This was probably the best blowjob that Largo had ever had in his life. That moist cavern of saliva suckled at the tip and inched downwards for more and if he didn't know any better, he was trying to force his cum out of him.

"Y-You've g-got to be kidding me! Gurgh!! Ahh...! Where the hell d-did... you learn... to suck like that...?" Teeth clenched as his words slurred in between.

"Mm... That's a secret." He released for a moment to play around at the head and lapped away any pre that he had missed out on. "You want to do it, don't you?"

"Fuck... If you're going to tease me like that, trust me, you will regret it." Largo slammed his fist on to the ground. "Just fucking finish me off, dammit! It's driving me crazy!"

Without further claims of profanity, Smith did as he was told. His mouth opened up and took it all in, enveloping the first few inches into his maw. Up and down he went, suckling like a baby on a nipple, slurring and moaning with eyes closed. Say what you want but god dammit, this man has gotta have the biggest and largest man cock in the world. He practically choked on it and he feared for the worst. With those pair of large ball sac that hung loosely like two dangling pendulums, the bull was at his peak already.

He delivered the coup de grace when two fingers were lodged into his used hole. It was wet and moist as it should be and the scent of male musk and cum lingered around the vicinity, pushing him to the point of breakthrough. True enough, he was at its peak. Smith pulled himself off just in time as he watched in glee at a sudden spectacular view of an erupting bull cock. The first shot went sky high and splattered across his body, making an audible splat and followed by the second and third. It kept coming, relentless of any barrier. By the fifth shot, Largo had completely painted himself in white as cum oozed and drooled from his pecs. Brown moist fur that was tainted with sweat was quickly replaced with fresh scent of cum.

Smith practically salivated on himself at what he just witnessed. Halfway through, his paw gave a few more strokes and churned the rest of that bull cum off, the final rope rained upon his mouth and lips. In the end, the remains exuded from the tip, waning off as he came down from its peak. Largo loudly snorted and exasperatedly inhaled, his body relaxed as the afterglow swiftly overcome him. "That's a wonderful blowjob there."

Smith wiped the cum off from his lips with the back of his paw. "Thanks. And you're one great cummer. I've never seen a man cum that much before. How long have you been keeping all this?"

"About a week's worth, if I'm not mistaken."

"If that's a week, I wonder what it's like for two weeks or more." Speedy lowered himself and was utterly amused at the sight of a muscled bull covered in his own spunk. To be honest, this was his first watching such a scene from his co-partner. Throughout their teamwork, they've never really paid much attention to having sex with each other. Of course, there were occasionally signals and had experienced and touched that big fat member but never the chance to watch it explode. Now that he did, the tiger regretted not being able to experience it in the past.

"Nah, doesn't really matter." Largo huffed and groaned away. "That was just hot and amazing. You two should be together."

Speedy blushed slightly but Smith the most. All in all, it was turning out to be a productive day indeed. Even through the heat, work was done in a moment, saved for Speedy's own workload. All they needed was some time to relieve their stress and it did wonders for the three males. Without the presence of both Alice and Chamil, they weren't afraid to show off what they had underneath those horrendously sweaty shirts and as time goes by, night was beginning to creep over, the sun quickly replaced by darkness as the moon rose. Smith had expected for the company janitor to fix his broken air-con but not a single hair was seen of that man. It was nearing 9:30pm and he gave up on waiting.

As said by Largo, he will help Speedy with his job since he was needed somewhere else but where he was going, no one knew. He kept telling them that he was going to meet up with some old friends over at their home but he wasn't convincing enough. Evidently, the tiger and bull gave up on questioning him.

"See you guys tomorrow," the tiger said. "Oh, and I had a wonderful time. Thanks for the amazing threesome. We should do this again."

"Feh, you bet your sorry ass we will. Just remember to come early for work, okay? We have a few more sales purchases to go through and we may need to perform some existence assertion for some assets in the warehouse." Largo stacked up some papers.

"I will and Smith," he stared at him. "Love you."

Smith blushed deeply until he had to cover his cheeks. "L-Love... y-you too... go! Y-You big lug..."

"Cute. Bye guys." The door clicked and the tiger was gone.

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I hope this isn't some trick or someone's gonna pay. Speedy got into the elevator of the hotel and waited patiently for it to close. This was the hotel that Blake stayed in temporarily. Sighing to himself, he constantly wondered why he was doing this. He was actually patronizing with the enemy but somewhere, at the back of his head, it killed him to say that perhaps, the two brothers were going to do something right. He had no proof but he just... felt it. Say what you want but his feline instinct told him to follow through.

And here he is now. Ding!!

The door opened and a yellow hallway welcomingly greeted him. Stepping away, he scrutinized at his surroundings, afraid that something or someone might have taken this opportunity to pounce at him. Another step and he stopped, ears perked up to identify any suspicious sound coming through. None...

Maybe I'm just too conscious. There's nothing here but rooms. Damn it... alright, here we go. Room... 388...

385... 386... 387... and room 388.

"Here I am, where's the welcoming party?" Speedy chuckled to himself. A joke, at a time like this, pathetic. He half expected someone to bag him up at this point and probably take him up for hostage but after a minute or so, none came. Rubbing the back of his neck, the tiger looked around and wondered how he should approach the two rhinos. A proper greeting? A knock on the door? Be angry at them?

Perhaps invite yourself in with this card. A strip of paper was slipped underneath the door and a room card was placed next to it. He lowered himself and examined the parchment.

Speedy,

Invite yourself in. This is the room card. I have some important errand to run for Shaun and I may be late for about an hour or so. Please, do go in and get comfortable. It's important that we discuss this in private and immediate. Do be careful about Black, he may come in at any given time since he's not with me.

Sincerely, Blake.

That fucking wolf. Speedy growled with fur stifled up. Whenever he heard the wolf's name, it kept him on the edge and had the strongest urge to claw up at his face. He's been fighting for money ever since taking over the company and here he is, cleaning up the mess that he made. If he doesn't get arrested by end of the month, justice wouldn't have been served. He'll probably quit his job entirely and retire from the business industry.

Despite the sudden rage that fueled his emotions, Speedy took the room key and slot it in, beeping in a click and the door was opened. The first thing that came to mind was the strong musk that wafted through the air. He knew that these two were brothers and eligible bachelors and most bachelors were either unkempt or unruly but he wasn't expecting such scent coming in from the room. To say that it was smelly, that wouldn't be right but to claim the pungent smell as arousing; that was an understatement. The whole room stank of sex and male essence, not to mention sweat in between.

I thought my room was bad, this smells like a post orgy.

As he slowly entered to the room, the door was closed behind slowly but he kept on guard, alerting himself of any danger that could happen any time soon. Whatever it was, he was ready. Pacing through the living room, all he saw were clothes strewn everywhere and unwashed plates and cups decorated the table. To the left were the kitchen and the right, a hallway leading to the bedrooms. However, what perked his interest more was the sudden sound of a moaning man. It started off soft and sensual but steadily; it increased to a tempo of wild abandonment. If he didn't know any better, it seemed that someone's having some alone time in the room.

Hold on, someone's in the room? But didn't Blake write a note saying that no one's at home? Perhaps this is a trap and trick to lure him over? Could it be? Was he ready for this?

Speedy berated with himself and his heart pounded through his chest. Adrenaline rushed through his body, claws unsheathed to prepare for any upcoming assault. If he was going to go down, he's not going down without a fight. The tiger walked gingerly towards the sound of that mysterious voice and soon, he was at the source; an ajar door with lights gleaming at the seams. He could make who was in there but he wasn't about to stop dead in his tracks.

Here goes... Three... Two... One...

He smashed open the door.

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End! Okay, not the end but I'm just going to say that I will end this chapter for a while and the next would probably be up in two months or so. The reason is because I'm working on another story for somebody very personal to me. Gonna take longer than usual but hey, I'll be back!

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