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Forward note: This is a story that Of The Wilds gifted to me a while back because he's awesome like that. I obviously forgot to upload it on my account, so I am here to make things right for all of us. This story is about a cheetah named Kavic who tries to survive in an inhospitable land that he shares with a lioness acquaintance. Since the prey is scarce, the cheetah encroaches ever closer into the lioness' territory, until the day where he is held accountable for his trespass in the most unexpected of ways.

Original submission link: https://www.sofurry.com/view/951682

The Fastest at...everything!

Serala tracked the trespasser across her territory. A warm summer breeze rustled the lioness' golden fur as she slunk from shadow to shadow. She glided between the towering spires of red stone that marked the Broken Savanna like twisted thorns. Serala chose her steps carefully, staying silent. Her padded paws absorbed the crunch of dried grass. She flicked her rounded ears, sniffing the wind she kept at her face. The air carried the trespasser's scent.

A cheetah. Male. Young adult.

The scent was familiar. She knew this cheetah well.

Smiling, Serala continued to stalk the young cheetah named Kavic. He might be a friend, but she couldn't let him get away with trespassing and hunting her domain without permission. Besides, if the spotted runt was going to continue skulking about other people's lands, she may as well help him learn the rules of the world.

Wasn't as if he had anyone else to teach him.

As the winds shifted, Serala followed them to remain downwind of her quarry. When the distant form glanced her way, the lioness flattened herself out against the ground. Her golden fur blended well with the straw color of the Broken Savannah's sunbaked grass.

The Broken Savannah.

She considered the name as she waited for the cheetah to turn away. It seemed a strange thing to call the place, as it implied it could be fixed. Serala imagined it made more sense back when the savannah was whole, long before the three spheres of flame turned in the sky. When the ground first shattered into pieces, and spires of red stone rose from the earth, the land would have seemed broken. After that the name must have stuck, passed from pride to pride, generation to generation. But broken or not, it was Serala's home.

In the distance, the cheetah broke into a trot. Serala eased back to all four paws, slinking after him. Her tufted tail flicked in excited agitation. She did so love stalking things. Especially things that didn't know they were being stalked. She resisted the urge to break into a sprint and chase him down. If he saw her coming and bolted, she'd never catch him. Speed was the one advantage his kind had over hers.

Serala followed the cheetah across her territory, moving just enough to keep from losing sight of him. Sometimes he walked, sometimes he ran, and sometimes he slunk. He was hunting, but not having any success. Too impatient. Kavic kept himself fed, but only just. He seemed a bit slender for a male, even by cheetah standards. Maybe after she taught him a lesson for poaching her prey, she'd give him a lesson actually catching it.

It wouldn't be the first time she taught Kavic a lesson. Even when she'd first met him a few years ago, only half grown and already wandering on his lonesome, he tried to challenge her for her territory. No matter how many times she'd knocked him on his spotted ass he always tried again later. Serala liked that about him, but sometimes feared his spirited nature would get him killed. That was part of the reason she let him linger at the edges of her domain. If she chased him off he'd end up getting eaten by something far less merciful.

The lioness ascended a grassy rise for a better vantage. An old acacia tree shaded the hill with its wide, flat canopy. The lioness savored the cool shade, surveying her domain. Serala ruled a wide stretch of terrain broken in places by giant chasms, and islands of rock. Jagged spires of twisting red stone rose from the ground in uneven rows, as if the earth itself had grown claws and teeth. More flat-canopied acacias dotted it. Snaking lines of towering green elephant grass dotted the old river beds, and grew alongside her lake.

Down below, Kavic slunk alongside the elephant grass, stalking something Serala couldn't quite make out. She decided to close the distance while his attention was fixated elsewhere. Serala padded down the hill, using taller strands of dried grasses to help hide her approach. While Kavic crept, she picked up her own pace, closing in on him.

Just as she neared him, Kavic exploded into a sprint, hurtling across the ground. Serala grit her sharp teeth, hissing under her breath. So much for that idea. As irritating as it was, it gave her a chance to admire the cheetah's form. Muscles rippled beneath his beige, black-spotted pelt. With his ears back, and his short-muzzled head pushed forward as he ran, he looked sleek enough to outrun the wind itself. For a scrawny little spot-cat, he'd grown into a handsome male.

Too bad he was probably gonna blunder into the wrong creature's domain and get himself eaten.

In the distance, a flock of birds with brown and red feathers sprang into the sky, wings beating a fearful cacophony. Kavic leapt after them with a snarl, claws flashing in the sunlight. He caught one of the birds and yanked it back to earth. It flopped against the ground, beating broken wings. Kavic snatched its head in his jaws and shook the bird back and forth. The cheetah bit down against his prey, and the head came clean off. The carcass flew into the distance, blood trailing. Kavic spat the bird's head out and darted after the rest of it.

Serala pressed a forepaw to her muzzle to keep from laughing. Stupid cheetah. At least it kept him distracted while she resumed her stalking. She crept alongside the elephant grass, using the golden-brown lower half of the lofty stalks as camouflage. The smells of mud and water wafted from the lake beyond. Something small splashed about, unseen. Her ears swiveled to the sound, but she kept her focus on her prey.

Ahead of her, Kavic picked up the dead bird in his jaws, and then trotted across the grass towards another small hill. He strolled up the side of it, and then dropped his prey onto the ground. The cheetah settled onto his haunches and plucked feathers from the bird with his paws. He set each paw full of feathers aside, turned the bird over and kept at it. Serala smirked as she crept after him. Damn picky cheetah.

As Serala snuck up the rise behind him, Kavic paused plucking his prey and gazed into the distance. He tilted his head, his ears perked. Serala knew what he was staring at. Far beyond Serala's lands, three spheres of roiling crimson fire gradually turned in the sky, above the horizon. Unlike the sun, they remained fixed. They did not rise, nor did they fall. Some days they swelled, other days they shrank. At night they cast red-orange light across the far skyline, shrouding the distant stars. Growing up, some in her parents' pride simply called them the fire wheels. None of her old pride truly knew what they were, or how they'd come to be. Stories were passed down that-

"What do you think it was like?" Kavic spoke up without glancing back. "Before the sundering, I mean."

Serala flattened back her ears, scowling. "How long did you know I was here?"

"Since forever." The cheetah mewled laughter, turning to grin at her. Patterns of small spots marked his cheeks. Black tear streaks ran from his eyes over his blunt muzzle to the base of his mouth. "Or at least since you climbed that hill back there."

Serala rose out of her stalking crouch and padded up the slope to sit near him. Though she'd never say so out loud, she had to admit she was proud of the spotted whelp. Wasn't that long ago she could have damn near bitten his tail before he even realized she was stalking him. Maybe he wouldn't get himself eaten after all.

"Not bad, kitten." She curled her tail around her paws, gazing at the slowly rotating fire wheels.

"I'm not a kitten." The cheetah dropped his head and tore a chunk of flesh from the plucked bird. He chewed it up, a droplet of blood dribbling down his chin. "I mean it, though. What do you think it was like?"

The lioness shrugged her hackles, staring across the land. "Different. Flatter."

"Do you think it's true what they say?" The cheetah glanced at her, then took another bite of fowl.

Serala splayed a single ear at the noisy way he chewed. "You're going to have to be more specific."

"You know. All the pride tales." Kavic licked his muzzle, then ate another chunk of bird.

"How does a wandering cheetah even know about pride tales?"

The cheetah flashed his teeth. "I know stuff. I know plenty of stuff. And I meant...you know...like what I'm doing right now."

Serala gave a playful snarl. She lifted a forepaw, and flicked unsheathed claws at the mostly eaten carcass. "You mean poaching?"

"Oh...ah, about that. Um...sorry?" Kavic mewled nervous laughter. "But no. I mean, the tales! The stories about how different things were before. Well..." He waved his forepaw at the spires of stone, and the fire in the distance. "This. How different we were."

The lioness cocked her head. Her tail flicked against the ground. "Is there an actual question to go with all your rambling?"

The cheetah laughed again, happier this time. "Do you think it's true what they say about our ancestors? That until the sundering no one could speak, or use their paws for tools and things?" He picked up the half-eaten carcass and passed it back and forth, twisting it and manipulating it with his forepaws as if to illustrate. "Don't you ever think about it? Doesn't it fascinate you?"

The lioness scrunched her muzzle. "Who cares? The world is what it is, and we are what we are. To fret over what our ancestors were or what they couldn't do is just a waste of energy. This is what we are." She smirked, splayed her paw as if to show off her opposable digit, and instead snatched the young cheetah's ear, twisting it. "And what you are is a trespassing poacher!"

"Ow! OWWW!" Kavic dropped the carcass and leaned onto his haunches, grabbing at her foreleg with bloodied paws. He yowled, his muzzle scrunching. "Ow ow ow! That hurts, leggo already!"

"Say you're sorry." She twisted harder, her grip tight. "And that you'll hunt my lunch."

"OW! Okay!" He pried at her fingers in a futile effort to free his ear. "Sorry! I'll hunt your food!"

"That's more like it." She kept his ear captive a moment longer. "If I'm going to let you wander my lands, you've got to learn to ask permission to hunt my prey. And you're old enough now to start earning your keep." She released his ear, then cuffed him over the head. "Got it?"

The cheetah stumbled away, then rubbed his sore ear, growling. "Yeah, I got it...and now you're gonna get it!" He snarled and crouched down.

Serala perked her ears, grinning. His defiance was always fun. It gave her an excuse to really show the young cheetah who was boss. "Oh? Is that why you've trespassed?" She cocked her head, smirking. "Come to challenge me for ownership of my lands?"

Kavic growled as he slunk around her. "Maybe I have." He swatted her tail tuft. "Whaddya think of that?"

The lioness canted her head as she watched Kavic circle her. The cheetah's limbs still looked a little long for his black-spotted body. "I think you're still too lanky to call yourself an adult."

He snapped his teeth, prowling around her. "I'm full grown and we both know it! If I was in a pride, they'd consider me an adult, right?"

Serala nodded, her eyes half-lidded as if he bored her. "True enough. Alright then, intruder." She pushed herself to her paws in a slow, smooth motion and turned to face him. "Shall we fight, then?" Serala lifted a foreleg and unsheathed all her long claws. "As adults?"

Kavic froze, his greenish eyes wide and fixed upon her claws. "...Not with claws and stuff!"

Serala laughed. "Oh, my mistake, I thought you were challenging me." She shook herself, ruffling up her golden fur. "I guess you just want a little kitten wrestling match."

"I'll show you a wrestling match!"

Kavic launched himself at her with a roar, only for Serala to deftly sidestep him. He skidded across the dry grass, spun around, and pounced her again. This time she just backed away and swatted him across the muzzle. His yelp made her grin. He shook his head and snapped his jaws. Then Kavic surged forward, and faster than she could react, slapped her across her own muzzle. It stung more than she expected, but it also earned a proud laugh.

"Not bad, kitten!" She rubbed her muzzle. "Quickness is your advantage."

"I'm not a damn kitten!" He snarled at her, a hint of wounded pride in his voice. "I'm gonna beat you someday. May as well be today!"

Serala circled him, smiling. "That's the spirit, kitten! Just remember, if we're doing this as adults, I might make you hurt."

"Bring it on!" The cheetah hissed, baring fangs. "I'm not afraid of you!"

"Which is both admirable, and foolish."

The cheetah sprang, unleashing a flurry of blows with his forepaws. He was faster than she'd ever be, but his blows weren't aimed at anything vital. She ducked her head and turned it away to protect her throat and eyes. Serala let him batter her head till she had an opening, then swatted the side of her forepaw against the cheetah's throat.

"AACK!" Kavic stumbled back on three paws, clutching his throat. He wheezed, bug-eyed.

Serala cocked her head and watched, impassive. "Lesson one, cub. While speed is an advantage, it can also be your undoing. You need to make those strikes count. Even claws out, all you'd have done is make me angry. You need to aim for something more effective, or vital." She glanced at her own paw. "Which is lesson two. Protect your own vulnerable spots. I just ended our spat with one blow."

Kavic took a few deep breaths, still wheezing. "Not...over!"

Serala flicked her tail, laughing. "Never is, with you." Then she softened her tone. "You alright?"

Kavic hissed at her, gnashing his teeth. "I'm fine! You just...got me with...a cheap shot!"

"Cheap shot?" The lioness tossed her head. "If I'd used my claws, you'd be dying right now. So when something bigger sinks their teeth into your belly as you bleed out, be sure to remind them it was a cheap shot."

"I'll...cheap shot you!" The cheetah jumped at her, aiming a few awkward blows for the lioness' throat.

Serala sidestepped Kavic, lashing out to trip up his other forepaw. Kavic stumbled over his own feet and crashed down onto his chest, banging his jaw on the ground. His spotted haunches stayed up in the air while he caught his breath, half-dazed. Glimpses of his beige-furred testicles peeked out on either side of his tail. The lioness strolled up behind him, laughing.

"You look like a bratty cub waiting for a spanking." She swung her forepaw, slapping him hard on his spotted butt. "That's for letting your temper get the best of you, kitten!"

"OW!" The cheetah struggled to his feet, his ears pinned. "Stop calling me that!"

"Act like a kitten, get treated like a kitten."

Kavic turned to face her, his tongue bumping his teeth while he panted. He narrowed his greenish eyes, his ears still back. "I'm gonna spank you!"

"Oh?" Serala laughed, her fur bristling in excitement. She backed away, smirking. "Bold threat, even for you. You think you'd dare to put your paw on my haunch like that?"

The cheetah shook himself, matching her smirk with one of his own. "Yeah! I'd dare, alright!" He took a single step, more cautious this time. "I'll...pin you! And...hoist your tail and spank your butt!"

"Spank my butt..." She clicked her teeth, shaking her broad head. "Yes, nothing kitten-ish about you. Though I suspect if you were hoisting my tail, it wouldn't be my butt you'd be fixated on."

Kavic stopped, his eyes widening.

"Aww, bet that's got your little cheetah sheath tingling, hmm?"

The cheetah gulped and glanced away. "S'not little."

"Now where'd all your bluster go?" Serala sighed, disappointed. "And here I thought you were going to..." She dropped her voice into a silken purr. "Pin me under you, and hoist my tail. Guess you are still a kitten."

She turned away and swayed her haunches. The lioness glanced back. The cheetah was staring. "Come on, spank me if you can. But if you can't get your paws on my ass, I'm going to pin you."

Serala smiled, walking away from Kavic. She'd let him try, and then? Then she was gonna put him in his place.

"You...you can't pin me!" The cheetah raised his hackles, taking a few cautious steps after her.

"Aww, there's that bluster I like." Serala waggled her rump, flicking her tail up to flash him her sex. "Go on, Spots. Swat my ass if you can."

Kavic's eyes crossed over his spotted muzzle trying to focus on what she showed him. He drew nearer, his own speckled tail swishing back and forth in growing excitement. Serala doubted it was the only part of him growing excited. As he neared her, he lifted his forepaw. She shook her golden-furred butt once more to egg him on. Kavic swung his paw and she darted forward just out of reach, laughing.

Kavic stumbled when his paw only caught air. "Hey!" He hissed.

"Hey what? I didn't say I was just going to stand there and let you do it." She laughed, swaying her hips back and forth, slower than before.

The cheetah didn't reply. Instead, he just followed her motions with his eyes, panting.

"Want to try again?"

"Of course." The cheetah licked his muzzle, then surged forward, lashing out with his paw.

Serala was ready for it, and despite his speed she was able to dodge him again, still laughing. "Missed me again, ya little kitten!"

Kavic stumbled, growling. "You call me a kitten one more time, and I'm gonna spank you silly!"

That only made Serala laugh harder. "You can't even touch me, let alone give me a serious..." She purred the last few words. "Spanking. So...kitten, kitten, kitten!"

With a furious snarl, Kavic charged at her just as Serala expected. She sidestepped and kicked out a hind paw into his front legs. He tripped over it, staggering. As Kavic lurched past her, wide-eyed and struggling to regain balance, Serala lashed out again. This time she aimed her forepaw dead center between Kavic's hind legs. Her paw flew up under his tail and struck the young cheetah's furry testicles with a soft thump. The beige-furred pouch bobbled between spotted haunches.

"YAAWWRRRRHHHH!"

Kavic gave a startled, agonized yowl, his greenish eyes popping out. Both forepaws shot back under his belly to cradle his nuts, sending his chest crashing to the dry ground. His ears pinned back, and his fangs were bared in pained grimace. The cheetah's eyes crossed over his spotted muzzle as if trying to meet one another above his nose. Then they rolled back into his head, showing half-white before he gave the longest, funniest sounding mewl Serala had ever heard.

"UuuuhhnnnhhhNNNNuuhUUHhnnnnhhhrrrhhh!"

Serala burst out laughing, shaking her head. "By the sundering, Kavic, you should see yourself right now!" She reached out, put her paw upon his haunch, and gave him a little nudge. He flopped sideways over onto the ground and curled, still cupping himself in both paws. "And that, cheetah, concludes your lesson. Always guard your vitals! And for you males, there's nothing more vital those silly things, is there."

"Uuuhnnn! Nnnnnuhh! Uurrrhhn!" The cheetah mewled and groaned, his ears swiveling forward, then pinning back again. He squirmed in place, rubbing his hind legs together around his cradling paws. "Uuhhhnnn! Mah nuts! Aawww...Serala...you...got mah nuts!"

"Yes, I noticed that when you yowled and crumpled." Serala kept laughing as she prowled around the fallen cheetah. "You did want to be treated like an adult. And I'd sure as hell aim for those in a real fight." She paused, cocking her head. "Growing up with aggressive brothers taught me well. First time someone's hurt your boys?"

"Awwwwwrrrhhh..." Kavic swallowed a few times, nodding. He rolled onto his back, stretching out, rubbing himself openly. "Uh huh! Hurts!"

"Then it's a valuable lesson to learn, isn't it. How does it feel?"

"Aches!" The cheetah gave a little cough, then rolled back and forth, flattening out the dried grass. "A lot! Awwwh...my nuts!"

"It will fade. If you're smart, you'll remember not to leave them so wide open." She walked around to his head, watching him flop about. Serala nuzzled one of his ears. "You're cute when you squirm."

"Nrrhh?" Kavic gave her a questioning look through bleary, scrunched eyes.

Serala licked his nose, growling a throaty purr. "You're mine now, and I'm gonna have some fun with you."

Kavic released himself to try and rise. Serala put her paw on his head and shoved his chin against the ground. Then she slipped down along the prone cheetah's body, and plopped her haunches against his shoulder blades to pin him. He yowled and squirmed as Serala stretched out with her belly pressed to his back. She laid her tail over his shoulder, flicking it against his face. Serala made herself comfortable, her forelegs draped across the cheetah's rump.

"You were saying I couldn't pin you?"

"Alright, alright...now get off me!"

"No. Not till you've learned your place. And in the meantime, if I were you..." Serala stretched her neck to peer past the cheetah's haunches. She grasped his tail in one paw, pulling it aside to expose his sheath and testicles. With her other paw, she reached down and wrapped her digits around the young cheetah's balls, rolling them gently in the beige furred sac. "I would be a very, very good boy."

"Myuurr!" Kavic tensed in an instant.

Serala giggled at the cheetah's half-squeaked mewl. "Is that your, 'I'll be good' noise?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Thought so. First time a female's held your balls?" She glanced back, thumping her tail against his head, half-hidden beyond her rump.

"Y-yes."

"Thought so." She chuckled to herself, purring. "I like to hold a male by his balls. Makes me feel in charge. You know, I always find it amazing what I can do to a male with his balls." She gently kneaded the furry sac in her paw. "A little caress, and I can have him begging for more. A little squeeze, and I can have him begging for mercy. Tell me, Kavic, which one do you want?"

"Th-the nice one? Please?" Kavic tried to lift his head.

The lioness wriggled her golden furred haunches against his back. "Head stays down, Kavic. You don't get to watch, just feel. But you know, you're lucky I like you. I've never gotten to play with a cheetah before. So I'm going to explore you a bit."

Serala released the cheetah's balls, and trapped his tail under a foreleg to keep it out of the way. She stretched her neck for a better view of the cheetah's haunches and what lay between his hind legs. She squeezed and rubbed his rump, ruffling up his spotted fur. In the savannah heat, the cheetah's testicles dangled loose in their beige-furred pouch, nearly overhanging his short feline sheath. The cheetah's balls were plump and rounded, though not as large as those of a lion. As she kneaded his thighs, his balls shifted and bobbled. A bit of pink peeked from his sheath.

"You got cute balls, cheetah." Serala flicked her tail against the top of his head, circling a single digit around the cheetah's left testicle. More pink flesh glided from his sheath. She smirked, tracing her pad around the other furred jewel. "And you don't seem to mind having them at my mercy. Aren't you afraid I'm going to hurt them again?"

"Mrrrfff..." Kavic's reply was a muffled groan. He splayed his ears on either side of her tail. "I...I dunno..."

Serala smiled as she felt him shudder under her. She shifted her grip, isolating a single feline testicle. She gently rolled it between finger and thumb, watching it slide around inside the beige-furred sac. The cheetah's maleness continued to expose itself as she toyed with him. She released his jewel to let it drop back into place, then rubbed a toe pad against the increasingly unveiled red flesh. Kavic gasped and arched his back against her.

"Nhrrrrrhhh!"

The lioness smiled to herself, hooking her finger under his pointed length to lift it. "First time someone's touched this part of you? Not counting your own paw, of course."

"Nnrrh. Y-yeah." Kavic's gulp was audible.

She glanced back at him, wriggling her haunches against his shoulder blades. "I thought as much. Quite a few firsts today, then. Your first smack in the balls, your first time unsheathed in front of a female, let alone touched. And my first time..." She stroked her curled finger against the underside of the cheetah's member, purring. "Touching a cheetah's mating tool."

Once the cheetah was completely erect, Serala examined him. His maleness was not that different from a lion's. It was a similar shade of red, and held the same basic design. It tapered to a pointed tip, smooth aside from a few faint little barbs. It jutted from his short sheath, rigid and twitching with the cheetah's heartbeat. Though not as large as the lions she'd played with, it was well-proportioned to the cheetah.

"Hard as a rock, little cheetah, and at my mercy." She rumbled a satisfied purr, grasping the cheetah's balls again. Serala rolled them around in her paw, relishing having them trapped in her grasp. "Just the way I like it. Now that you're an adult, Kavic, I can't just have you traipsing about my lands, doing as you please without my permission."

The lioness tugged the cheetah's balls, made them bulge against their silken enclosure, then silenced any complaint by swirling her tongue around them. Kavic moaned as the lioness' tongue ruffled the fur of the cheetah's scrotum. She lifted her head again. "Are you listening, Kavic?"

"Uhhh....y-yeah."

"Are you?" She flicked an ear back, then twisted her tongue across the cheetah's captive balls again. "Because this is important."

"Oooooh!" Kavic took in a deep breath, then let it out in a hissing sigh. "That's niiiiice."

"I bet it is." Serela laughed, and let a single finger wander down the cheetah's member. "You be a good boy, and you may feel my tongue somewhere else. Now." She splayed her paw, and swatted him hard on the rump. The impact made his balls jiggle, and he gave a clipped yowl. "Pay attention!"

"Okay, okay! Don't spank me!"

Serala did just that, swatting the cheetah's haunch three more times in quick succession. Her paw pad smacked loudly against his furry flesh, and by the third smack his yowl was not so clipped. He wriggled and squirmed. Serala smiled.

"That's for telling me what to do. You don't give me orders. Especially not when I've got you pinned." Her paw roamed his hind end, drifting across his genitals. His erection hadn't diminished at all. "Or the next smack might get you here. Got it?"

Kavic swallowed, shivering. "Yes, Serala."

"That's more like it." Serala curled her paw around the cheetah's length, enclosing it in soft warmth. Its smooth heat filled her grasp. Kavic sucked in a breath. His mating tool jumped against her hand. "Careful, Kavic, you seem ready to burst. Now, as I was saying. You're old enough now to earn your keep. If you expect to stay on my lands, then you'll do so as my beta."

"Like...like a pride?"

Serala tilted her head. "Something like that." She squeezed his member, smiling at the way it made him shudder. Its pointed red tip peeked out from her golden furred fingers. "You'll do as you're told, you'll hunt when asked, patrol my lands, and generally serve as my second. In other words, for as long as you live here..." She relaxed her grip on his erection, and grasped his balls again, instead. "You belong to me." Serala pressed the smooth orbs against one another inside the silken-furred pouch. "And so do these. Is that understood?"

Kavic gave a cry caught between fear and excitement. "Aaaahhh! Yes! Understood!"

"And do you accept these terms?" Serala toyed with the cheetah's nuts the way she might idly play with a couple of stones she found lying about the broken savannah. "You may refuse, Kavic, and I'll let you be on your way. But you won't be allowed to poach from my lands. And knowing you, you'll probably get eaten by something bigger, and crueler than-"

"I accept!"

Serala perked her ears, smiling. "You accept belonging to me?"

"Yes..." Kavic's tail twitched beneath Serala's foreleg. "I...I like living here...and...seeing you. I...I think...I'd be lonely, anywhere else."

The lioness splayed her ears, glancing away. That wasn't entirely expected. She stared at the wheels of fire, turning above the distant horizon. "I...rather enjoy your company as well. I would be..." She trailed off, scrunching her muzzle. "I'd be happier with you around." Then she snapped her teeth, amending herself. "Only because I could use a beta."

"I accept..." Kavic nipped at her tail when it drifted past his muzzle. "Wait...I gotta ask something first..."

"Yes?" Serala kneaded at the cheetah's thigh.

"If I belong to you, in your pride...we can still be friends, right?"

The unexpected innocence of such a question was strangely heartwarming. The lioness swallowed hard, blinked a few times, and then licked her nose. "Of course, Kavic." She lifted her head, then eased to her paws. "It is settled, then. You, and your balls, belong to me. Now, roll onto your back, kitten. Spread your limbs."

"Don't call me-" Kavic clamped his jaw shut when Serala patted his balls. "Sorry, Serala."

"That's better. Now, do as I say. Roll over, and spread your limbs." She stood up over him, flicking her tail. "I'm going to toy with you for a while, and if you're good, I'll let you shoot your seed when I'm done."

Kavic shivered, his fur bristling. He twisted beneath her, rolling to his back. Kavic stretched his forelegs up around his head, and splayed his hind legs. The cheetah's belly was a paler beige than the rest of him, with fewer spots. Serala stood above him with her hind legs parted above his head. He stared up at her hind end with wide eyes, his jaw hanging open.

"Can you see my sex, Kavic?"

Kavic licked his muzzle and gave a single nod, still staring, and still erect.

"Do you like it?"

The cheetah nodded twice.

"Good. You may look but you may not touch." She swished her tail over his head, wrapping her paw around his balls. He tensed, but didn't take his eyes off her feminine treasure. "If your behavior pleases me, in the near future I'll teach you how to...please me." She purred her last few words, happy with her turn of phrase. "With your tongue."

As that concept settled into the cheetah's no-doubt lust addled brain, Serala dropped herself onto Kavic. His startled grunt amused her. She wriggled against the smaller male, her haunches against his chest, her belly pressed to his. She lowered her head and rested it against the inside of his thigh, his scent strong there. His fur was soft, and she watched his balls jiggle and shift in his beige-furred scrotum as she toyed with them. His erection jutted above her paw, rigid as she'd ever seen a male.

Serala parted her muzzle, and flicked her tongue out across the side of the cheetah's cock. The movement jarred it, and the sensation made Kavic gasp, his body quaking beneath her. Smiling, she released his balls from her paw's captivity, and curled her fingers around his maleness instead. A few beads of slick pre dribbled from its tip. Serala worked them against his shaft by giving his mating tool a very slow stroke. It flexed and tensed in her grasp, and Kavic uttered a muffled groan.

"Kavic..." Serala squeezed the cheetah's member, and gave it another slow stroke. It pulsed against her paw pads. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were about to shoot."

"Uurrrhhn..."

The lioness lifted her head from his thigh, releasing the cheetah's tool. She bumped it with her nose, watching the red organ bobble and twitch. A few more beads of pre-seed ran down the slick flesh into the fur of his retracted sheath. With a single finger pad, she teased at the cheetah's tiny barbs. He whimpered and shivered, his balls tightening. She lifted her finger, gliding that same pad up and down against the underside of his maleness.

"Now, Kavic." Serala nosed his length again, then let it lay against her muzzle. It bobbed when she spoke. "Don't get ahead of schedule."

Kavic only whimpered.

"Do you want to feel it in my muzzle, Kavic?" Serala purred, coiling her tail against the cheetah's face. Her tongue tip brushed him. "Do you want me to....suck...you?"

"Uhhhnnn!"

Serala laughed, her muzzle bouncing against his maleness. She pulled her head back to stare at it. The lioness curled her golden-furred digits around the cheetah's cock till just its pointed tip stared back at her. She flicked her tongue across it, gave it a single slow, firm stroke. Serala swirled her tongue around its sensitive point. It tensed and flex, and Kavic gasped. The cheetah twisted beneath her, his hind legs stretched, toes splayed and curled, his tail twitching.

"Kavic, are you-"

"NNNRAAAAHHHH!" Kavic was.

The cheetah's mating tool jumped in her paw, spurting a thick burst of cheetah seed across her muzzle. It pulsed again, and a larger jet of male cream splattered her face. Startled into laughter, Serala turned her head away, pumping her paw. The cheetah moaned and writhed, his member throbbed in her grasp. More spurts of thick, whitish cheetah seed erupted against the side of her head, hot and wet against her fur. Serala stroked him quick and hard all through his release, and beyond. Only when Kavic's orgasm had abated and he squirmed from overstimulation did she finally release him.

"Gods, you cheetahs really are quick!" Serala laughed again, running a paw over the side of her face. She glanced at the sticky white smear decorating her paw, then wiped it off on Kavic's hind leg. "I knew you were fast, but I didn't think you were the fastest at everything."

Kavic whimpered, panting beneath her. "S...sorry..."

Serala eased up to her paws, turning to face him. The young cheetah's ears were flattened back, fangs half-bared in humiliation. He tucked his front paws against his chest and refused to meet her eyes. She stared at him for a few breaths, then lowered her head to wipe herself off on his chest fur. Once she was reasonably clean, she smiled at the cheetah.

"Nothing to apologize for." Serala licked Kavic's nose. "It was your first time. I'm sure you'll last longer next time." She flicked her tail tuft against his privates, chuckling when he jumped. "Probably. Couldn't be much faster at any rate."

"N-next time?" Kavic lifted his ears again, their insides scarlet in feline blush. His greenish eyes widened. "There's gonna be a next time?"

The lioness flashed her fangs, purring. "Unless you run away cause you can't handle being mine."

The cheetah offered a playful snarl. "Never!"

"Then yes, you will get to be my toy again." She patted his cheek with her paw, smirking. "Now. Come to the water and bathe me before you go hunt me some food."

"Toy?" As Serala walked away, Kavic rolled to his paws to slink after her. "I thought I was your friend...and...your beta, or whatever."

Serala glanced back, smirking. "You belong to me now, Kavic. And that means you're anything I want you to be."

Somehow, Serala didn't think Kavic was going to mind.

***THE END***

End note: This story will forever hold a very special place in my heart. First, it has been gifted to me by a person I admire a whole lot. Secondly, it's extremely well written. In addition to the humorous banter specific to his stories, Of the Wilds also included a few of my personal kinks in this, which made it all the more special for me. And lastly, I had--and still have, whenever I re-read this--a real blast reading this story, especially when Wilds doesn't really write feral big cats. So, one can definitely say that this story is quite unique in that regard ^^