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In the moments before, Dirt had to admit he had his doubts. It just didn't seem possible that such a cute kitten, the sweetest spotty cat around, could possibly have a dominant side. Maybe he could be a bit of a powerbottom when he was really worked up, but that was one thing. The last thing he ever expected to see out of the girly kitty was the kind of ferocious dominance that had him face down on the sheets, pinned flat, the entirety of the leopard's weight on his back as those long fangs cradled his throat, preventing him from even managing to let slip any of those excited cackles. Instead, the room was filled with the thunder of the big cat's roaring voice, rumbling and rattling the walls around with the resonant bass tones of his more feral side, brought out by his intensely lusty state seizing control of his mind and body alike.

Even fucking that cat to a drooling, purring state hadn't taken it out of him. If anything it only seemed to amplify his rut. He was all tooth and claw as he took the hyena down, tackling him to the bed and planting himself firmly atop him, chest to shoulders, knees squeezing on each of Dirt's hips to ensure he was exactly in place. Mahiri might have been the smaller of the duo, but he made up for it with passion, intensity, and the dangerous clamp of his jaws around the back of the hyena's neck. There was plenty of scruff to bite, but the leopard wasn't focused there, locking his jaws in a deathgrip around Dirt's entire exposed throat while he ran his claws down his shoulders. He didn't go so far as to harm him, simply holding him in place as he buried his cock balls-deep beneath the fluff of the hyena's tail, spanking his spotted ass with that that swollen sack, kitty nuts taut and plump with need.

He had already accelerated into a swift, manic pace, playing a savage drumbeat on Dirt's rump, making the bed shake and sag with the force of his fucking. The cat's cock was pulsing, rock-hard, expanded even bigger than it usually got. That made all the pointy nubs near the tip perk right up, allowing them to scrape and tingle along as he pounded the giggler's ass, adding that much more stimulation to every stroke. Those barbs might have looked intimidating, but they were soft and flexible enough to ensure they caused no harm. Instead, they propelled the hyena into a state of such bliss, such convulsing, twitching, toe-curling delight as he got his pleasure button massaged again and again by those rapid pounds against his body. Dirt was as incapacitated by his own bliss as he was by the leopard's possessive grip.

If he tried to rise, he got a snarl in response, feeling those claws dragging along his skin, marking but not piercing. Or maybe Mahiri would bite a little harder, briefly keeping him from drawing breath. He was an animal, thumping, bucking, ramming himself into the hyena's tight backside, filling him with gobs of pre shot out hard enough to splash deep within his body. Yet he still took the time to look like a cat, his back in an elegant arch, his tail curled and lifted high, hips rising and falling with efficient, potent muscular torque. The kitty was normally so soft, so curvy and feminine, but exerting himself like that revealed the extent of his athleticism, flexed taut, even bulging in places, especially around those juicy thighs as he worked to rut every single last urge out of his system. Dirt just had to stay sprawled there and absorb it all, to soak in drop of the leopard's insatiable lust like a sponge.

He was soaking up plenty more when he felt that sudden twitch. The cat's cock bulged, giving a hefty throb, going even more rigid inside of him before the cat was shuddering his way into a rowl, a rumble, and finally a roar. It was every bit as impressive as a lion's, or at least it sounded that way to the pinned hyena, as he just writhed there beneath the big cat while he flooded the room with that powerful, deafening eruption of sound. Soon after he was filling up the hyena's insides with hot jets of leopard cum, shooting them deep enough Dirt could feel the warmth spreading through his entire body. He was heated to the core, increasingly overflowing with feline seed, gushing forth into his rump, splattering within, leaving him feeling a slight weight against his abdomen as that kitty dick just kept on spurting until the flow finally trickled to a slow drip.

If he had a moment to reflect, Dirt might have been briefly disappointed that the leopard finished so early. Except, Mahiri never actually stopped fucking him. Even while he was gushing out that cum, his pace didn't even slow. He perhaps paused slightly as those spasms of climax screamed through him, but he kept pounding away at that spotty butt beneath him even while he was cumming inside of the hyena. That meant he was plunging into a mess of his own seed, splashing it out over spotty cheeks, getting some on Dirt's back, or his thighs, as well as the cat's own belly. None of it slowed him down in the slightest. If anything, he was just gliding along the fresh, creamy lube sloshing inside the hyena to even greatest speeds, thumping hard enough to make Dirt arch his back, bending him backwards with the force of his desires, inflicted right there between two slightly numb cheeks as he hammered down repeatedly, spanking that 'yena butt with balls and hips alike.

Those sloppy seconds produced such wonderful noise, schlorping and smacking as flecks of cum went sailing off in all directions on every impact. The constant battering was making Dirt start to lose the feeling in his legs, numbness creeping up from his toes as the leopard fucked him to a tight, clenching state of near-climax that peaked for so long it felt like he was defying gravity. Every other sensation just seemed to melt away as he closed his eyes tight and convulsed with cackles there beneath the leopard. Mahiri at least let him do that, loosening his possessive bite, slipping it back to wrap around the hyena's scruff instead. Tugging on that just brought more wild snickers of pleasure from Dirt, driving him over the edge and into an orgasm brought on by the constant drag of the kitty's stimulating barbs grinding in and out of his body, sending constant tingles from his prostate all the way up his spine and to his scalp.

He almost threw the leopard off him with his sudden bucking, going like an unhappy bull as he rocked beneath the cat, feeling his claws prick and scrape him while he thrashed in delight. He managed to even get to his knees for a brief time, cumming on the bed, unable to hold back with the cat so mercilessly pleasuring him like that. Mahiri didn't cease at any moment, just digging in deeper, plunging every single inch of his shaft between those firm cheeks, going down hard in effort to drill the hyena right back down to the bed. Dirt made a puddle of his seed beneath him, shooting right past his planted palms, and that meant when he did collapse again under the onslaught of the leopard's girly hips bashing against his backside, it was like splashing into a puddle. He was immediately immersed as he smacked right down into his own mess, splattering the walls as he thudded to the bed, taken down by the leopard who had his teeth around his throat once more. It tickled at some inner instinct of his in such a way to ensure he blew his load longer and thicker than he was even prepared for, leaving him shaken and smothered in the pleasure that swam through his nerves as he sprawled for the ferocious cat who had claimed him.

Though Mahiri was more or less a backpack for him, all wrapped around him, arms locked around his chest, pulling firm enough to lightly constrict his breathing, Dirt still didn't feel like he could get up. He was just going to have to serve as a rag for his own cum, wiping it up from the sheets, getting it all soaked into his fur and skin as the cat just kept on plowing him. He was relentless, never seeming to show a single sign of fatigue. Dirt knew he was an athletic little kitty, but he was also soft and curvy, not the kind of feline built for these kinds of marathons. Yet there he went, plunging into that cum-stuffed hole, smacking the yeen's ass and sack with his own nuts, rutting to a wild speed like a malfunctioning machine. He couldn't have rhythm when he was going that wild, just drilling that bigger male at an unflinching rapid pace while his snarls continued right there near one of Dirt's lifted ears.

The cat pounced forward, arching his back, showing his flexibility as he mounted the hyena in a whole new way. That had him with his feet planted right beside each of Dirt's hips, his hands planted on the hyena's shoulders, teeth finally releasing throat and letting those cackles free. Such a position, looking like he was mid-pounce while he got that ass bouncing and thumping on the hyena's own, gave him even more control, even more torque to ram the laughter right out of the big hyena while he fucked his ass numb, displaying his seemingly unending feline stamina as he rutted deep, again and again. He had probably reached some three-hundred strokes a minute, keeping Dirt from ever even properly coming down from his first orgasm, breeding his backside and tingling at his prostate to leave him glowing and twitching as pleasure swallowed his whole psyche.

It didn't take long for Mahiri to fuck his way to climax again. This time he pulled free at the last moment, while his snarls rumbled deeper once more, growing thunderous, bassy to the point they were more felt than heard as Dirt wriggled underneath that ferocious cat. He was still pinned, still held in place by those claws digging into his shoulders. The cat twitched some, his claws dragging along the hyena's hide, piercing just a little, but it was enough to get a yip or two out of the bigger male. That was all he got out before the cat was cumming on him, and not modestly. He was hosing down those spots, rocking in place, dragging his claws up and down the hyena's back while he plastered his fur in fresh kitty cum, spurting from spine to shoulders and even on the back of Dirt's head. The hyena was left slowly rocking back and forth as he got doused and marked, his fur matted down by the heavy load getting milked out all over him, until he was left with rivers running down the divots in his back muscles, pouring down to the sheets below as he remained pinned and mounted by the horny leopard.

Mahiri wasn't any softer, not even for a second. He wasn't gentle, either. If Dirt didn't know him to be such a gentle feline in everyday life, he might even have been intimidated. He hardly recognized that leopard in those moments, the cat leaping to the side, his cock not even swinging with the momentum for how hard it was, and then coming back at him in a neck-biting pounce as if he were prey. It wasn't something done to harm or either scare him though. Mahiri was just using the force of the movement to knock Dirt right over, flopping him onto his splattered back with a squish as he yanked him along by the throat. It felt like it should have hurt more, but maybe the hyena's body was getting numb to all the rough treatment by then.

He'd seen that same face light up with a kind, gentle smile, yet in those moments he couldn't even picture such a sweet side of Mahiri anymore. He was in bed with a wild animal, a snarling beast with a wild look in his glimmering green eyes. As much as Dirt still trusted the cat, he did have to flinch when he saw those long teeth coming for him once more. Just a little. He scrunched up his shoulders and tipped his muzzle down a little, but it wasn't enough to protect his neck completely. The leopard got his teeth on the hyena's soft throat, locking tight, holding on but not biting in. Despite the size of the cat, Dirt could feel just how much strength there was in those jaws. It was enough to keep him right in place, more than willing to go along with the rutting leopard's every whim as Mahiri set to rumbling and grabbing at the meaty thighs of his catch.

There was so much more strength in that feline body than usual. He was imbued with lust beyond his own limits, allowing him to easily handle even a male with a significant size advantage on him. Dirt didn't even think he was playing along. He just found himself behind bent in half, his legs wrenched up until his ankles were almost at his head, turning him into a u-shape while the cat rubbed and humped at him, positioning himself. He prodded the hyena's taint a couple times first, his cock sliding through the dripping cum that ran to the base of Dirt's tail. Another jab, and he found his mark, penetrating that cackler all over again, tossing his head back with a sway of his crimson locks before diving down again and latching onto that throat he was so fond of biting.

The mating chomp suppressed the wildest of Dirt's hyena noises, leaving him just faintly chuckling, vibrating in the grip of the leopard. Mahiri's hair draped over the hyena's face, shrouding both their vision, letting their other senses prevail. That left nothing but the huffing snarls, the pumping smack of impact, the squeaking of the failing bed as it sagged lower and lower, almost touching the ground as the leopard's relentless stokes pushed the springs to their limit. Dirt was similarly tested, stretched and slightly sore as he got fucked in half, or so it felt. His spine was bent right up tight, his legs flailing for a time until he just curled them and wrapped them around the cat's waist. That locked Mahiri inside him, bringing him closer, deeper, and just seemed to encourage him, working him up into a fury that had the hyena's cock shooting pre right into his own belly, along with the leopard's as it remained trapped between the two of them, grinding back and forth along the kitty's silky-soft fur while the muscles beneath worked hard to fuck him like his own leopardess.

That constant inner massage soon had his body making spasms, flexing up and tightening in places, or simply twitching uncontrollably in others. It would have been concerning if it didn't feel so good. The hyena was in such a state that he wasn't even giggling anymore. The leopard was fucking him so well he wasn't even making those characteristic hyena noises, but instead shutting his eyes tight, tilted his head back to allow full access to his tender throat, and moaning with all the voice the cat's teeth would let him use. He didn't care how he sounded, how silly, or how feminine. The constant mash of the kitty's barbs against his oversensitive, well-massaged inner button had him drooling and yelling out his incoherent bliss as his thoughts crossed over with one another, becoming like an inner highway pileup.

Mahiri leapt back, releasing the biting grip, and instead just straightening up so he could clutch at Dirt's hips and finish him off. That resulted in the hyena's own cock getting pointed directly at his own face and open mouth, the tongue laid out like a carpet as came within inches of just blowing himself with how hard that cat was bending him. The last few thrusts the leopard made were the harshest, no longer the rapid pistoning of before but rather huge, full-body lunges that used his entire weight just to slam into the hyena's rear with all his feral might. That finally had them erupting, both in sound and orgasm. Dirt couldn't do much more than continue those weakened, breathless moans, crying out as if in fright as climax seized his every muscle, and the leopard fell back into his roar.

This time, Dirt got to see it happening. It was as impressive as a nature documentary, watching the cute cat's face twitch and scrunch as he drew his lips right back, revealing every pearly tooth, stretching his jaws wide to let out that deafening explosion of sound, a roar that could have broken the windows if it was just a slight bit louder. He watched it for as long as he could, his ears already ringing, until his vision was blotted out. Not by the leopard this time, but by his own cum, bursting suddenly from his cocktip as it violently twitched, sending ropes of hyena seed right into his own mouth, along with the rest of his face. He was all but planted upside down like a stake, his legs up in the air as Mahiri held him by the hips, ensuring every single drop ran right down to his features as he got another orgasm fucked right out of him by the cumming cat.

Mahiri's own cumshot was no thinner than before, still a massive, belly-stuffing series of blasting shots that mixed with all the mess pumped inside already. Dirt wiggled his toes in the air, almost touching the ceiling as he got his gut filled, feeling it round and stretch, sag and slosh as he creamed himself in the face. His every single feature was coated, covered in a clinging mask of his own cum as he finally clenched to a stop, staying tight around that cumming kitty cock. The rest of him was slumping, exhausted, and he was giggling once more. It wasn't a steady sound, but rather just a broken, breathless, disoriented snicker, one that went along with his shattered, unfocused state brought on by the ecstasy running through his senses while the leopard finished filling him to bloated.

Eventually, the leopard couldn't support the hyena's superior weight by himself, and he pulled out with a spatter of cream, collapsing down with Dirt in a sloppy heap. He was swiftly just as coated in cum as the hyena, and his position briefly laying atop that taut cum-belly squeezed out even more before he shifted to the side. Just like that, the two of them were cuddling, the leopard with his leg tossed over Dirt's thighs, constant purrs coming from the spotty cat's chest. No longer those fearsome rumbles, no longer snarling or roaring, he just had a satisfied smile on his face as he generously licked the hyena's creamed face relatively clean. Dirt endured that with closed eyes, the texture of that feline tongue proving ticklish.

When he could see again, he looked over to the cat with a dazed expression, his eyes fluttering, unable to focus on any particular detail at once. He was still giving those silly giggles, like he'd been driven insane by sex, but that was just the sound of a happy hyena. Dirt sprawled out, finally able to control his body again, splaying himself like he'd just fallen out of a plane. He was flat and soaked, letting cum trickle off of him, far too content to move much at all. Mahiri didn't even sound like the same person when he so merrily spoke.

"Did I do okay?"

Dirt turned to give him a lingering look, his tongue hanging out of his jaws, his breath still rapid, his heart still pounding, his own cum still running rivers down his features. He let that be his silent answer, and it made the leopard giggle.

"Oh, good! I think I feel a little better now. Had to get that out of my system or I was just going to go crazy."

He snuggled a little closer, not caring how much of a mess they both were.

"Thanks for letting me take it out on you! You'd make a good lady-yeen, you know."

That made Dirt chuckle so hard he choked briefly on cum, coughing it up. Turning his head to clear his throat a moment, he was casting Mahiri that same look once more.

"Mmmf. Probably better me than a fem-yena, or you'd be father to some especially giggly kittens in the future."

Mahiri shot a grin back at him, reaching over to pointedly pat him on the tum. That alone was enough to make him flinch a little, producing a juicy slosh of the creamy contents. "Who says I won't be? I mean, just look at you. All claimed and bred by the rutting leopard!"

"Hah! Well, there's a thought," Dirt teased, seeming to shrug it off, though he did let such an idea linger in his head a while. Such a thing had him unconsciously rubbing at his middle, hefting it and kneading it, considering just how nice it felt to be swollen and smelling of horny leopard, taken and mated by the cute cat turned breeding stud. The warmth that radiated from within was probably just all that cum keeping him hot, but he could certainly dream.