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Kopa sighed to himself, finally having a moment of peace to himself. Standing atop Pride Rock, the lion watched the sun setting under the horizon. It had been another long day for him, having practiced the same steps and lines more times than he could count. While it was all so annoying, he understood that things had to go well for his coronation. In just a few days, he would be crowned the next king of the Pride Lands.

All the same, just standing there wasn't doing much good for him. Days worth of pressure was heavy on him and even being on Pride Rock was making him uneasy. What he needed was to get away from it all, just long enough to get his head on straight again. But that was easier said than done, of course news of the upcoming event had reached every corner of the Pride Lands. The moment he stepped out into the savanna, he would be swarmed with the Pridelanders who wanted to give praise, wish him good luck, or just ask what it was like.

The more Kopa thought, the more apparent it became that there was nowhere in the Pride Lands that could provide him with some needed privacy. Even his own den wasn't spared; Simba would pop in all too often to give either more tips or some lectures that he heard before. All he could do was just hear his dad out until it was all over. The older lion was clearly just as nervous about all this and it was understandable, having heard just how much the previous generation had gone through.

There was a place that he could go to, just beyond the Pride Lands borders yet still safe enough for him to go. There was an oasis, being home to Timon and Pumbaa. He had been taken there often when he was a cub and had continued to drop by when able to. But recently, the coronation preparations kept him too busy to even think about stopping by. But at this point he was desperate to just get away from it all, even if it was for about an hour or two.

At the moment, everyone else was busy still preparing and Kopa took advantage, slipping away and racing down Pride Rock. He did so both quickly and quietly, scampering away as soon as his paws reached the grass. With the sun mostly set, the land was getting dark. Taking full advantage, Kopa dipped into the high grasses and sought out shadows to hide in when none was available. Steadily, he stalked through the Pride Lands, tiptoeing past other animals. When in groups they were of course talking about the coronation, only reinforcing Kopa's need to get away.

In time the lion arrived to his desired destination, being the oasis. He hoped it wasn't too late for a visit. Then again, surely Timon and Pumbaa wouldn't mind if he just helped himself to the hot spring, as long as he remained quiet and didn't make a mess...

At that same time, the duo had finished eating a dinner of grubs and Pumbaa was ready to turn it. Timon wanted to stay up a little longer and agreed to join his partner in their shared nest later on. The warthog yawned and slowly walked away, wishing his partner a good night.

The meerkat stretched as well, walking away towards the hot springs. He wanted to take a nice soak before settling down himself. It always felt best at night, with the cool air and warm water making the perfect contrast. Just as he approached the spring, there was the rustling of nearby bushes. At first Timon assumed it was just Pumbaa finding more grubs, but the warthog had just departed for the nest...meaning that it was someone or something else.

Slowly Timon backed away, feeling the fur along his spine raise as the rustling of leaves got louder and closer. The oasis was overall a safe place but that didn't mean it was free from the hypothetical predator waltzing their way in. Having the explicit backup of the royal lions did much to minimize that risk but Timon was now prepared to make a mad dash for Pumbaa if he had to. But thankfully the one to step out of the foliage was Kopa.

"Ah, geez... Kopa you almost gave me a heart attack," Timon groaned, taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Oh sorry. I thought you guys were already asleep so I took a...detour," the plan had seemed better in his head, to enter closer to the spring and away from the sleeping area. But the leaves made a lot more noise than expected, let alone the meerkat still being up and about.

Kopa was able to explain himself, the two of them being submerged in the warm comfortable water of the hot spring. He ran Timon through the last few weeks of the upcoming coronation and all the preparation and practicing that came with it.

"Anyone would think it's dad's coronation the way he's just fawning over everything," Kopa huffed. Timon sat at the other end of the spring, letting the bigger mammal vent. "We practice all day, doing the same thing over and over again but it's never good enough."

Unexpectedly, Timon started to laugh. "That's funny, considering your dad never had a 'proper' coronation."

"Huh?" Kopa asked, confused.

"He wouldn't know any more about a coronation than you do now. You'll do fine, Kopa. And if he keeps complaining, just send him my way and I'll set him straight," Timon chuckled. With Simba having kids of his own, being Kopa, Kiara, and then Kion, the meerkat and warthog took the role of grandparents, being there for the lions whenever they needed it. But it seemed that his own adopted son was going overboard and it was affecting Kopa's wellbeing.

"So wrapped up in all of this... I always told him to come over when things get too stressful," Timon said mostly to himself.

"Hmm? What does that mean?" Kopa asked curiously. Timon realized what he said. But he wasn't very worried about it. Kopa was a grown lion and telling the truth wouldn't hurt him.

"Putting it plainly, kid. Pumbaa and I have been fooling around with your dad for a long time now. Even to this day. Sure he's too busy to stay for long, but when things get too much for him, he drops by for some...let's call it stress relief."

Kopa blinked and blushed a bit, trying to imagine it. But it wasn't so easy. The Simba he knew was proper and strict but in a protective way. Sure, he mated with the lionesses but Kopa just couldn't imagine his dad being the one to just so casually fool around.

Timon chuckled when seeing his grandson's reaction. "Believe it or not, Simba used to be Hanuka Matata in its purest form. Even after becoming king, he was still a wild and carefree spirit for the most part. But things changed when you came along." Timon paused and sighed dreamily. "Yeah, things change when you have a kid. You can't just look out for your own needs anymore."

Kopa began to understand. He now wondered if his dad really was just as stressed, if not even more so, having to plan a coronation despite never having one himself. The idea to go see his dad and talk to him was cut off by Timon clapping his hands together.

"Now, how about I help you relax? That is one of my specialties after all," Timon offered. As if to make his meaning clear, the meerkat climbed out of the water, revealing the erection that stuck out from his sheath.

Kopa gulped. He was intrigued by the offer but wasn't used to being casually invited to something like this. Mating wasn't something new to him but being a prince, the lessons on mating were more about continuing the lineage rather than more freeform interactions.

"Come on," Timon said after walking away a bit, tapping his foot to the soft grass just beyond the spring. Kopa nodded and pulled himself out of the water, shaking his body off before joining the smaller mammal. He wasn't sure how this was going to work, given the size difference, but got down when Timon asked him to.

"Ah, don't worry, Kopa. If anything I work best with guys bigger than me," Timon said, chuckling as he walked around the feline, stopping just behind him. "Roll on your back for me." When the lion did so, he moved in, getting just a bit lower himself.

There was a moment of nothing before Kopa jumped, feeling a touch underneath his tail. He made himself hold still, putting his trust in the meerkat. The touch came again but was more prominent, being one of Timon's hands feeling around at his entrance, rubbing and prodding with small fingers. Though light, the sensations were enough to make him sigh. He relaxed more and felt his length slipping from its sheath.

Just from feeling around a bit, Timon could tell that Kopa wasn't very experienced under his tail. So he worked slowly, getting down even lower until his muzzle was lined up with the soft pinkness. In addition to some small rubs, he began to use his tongue, licking over the entrance over and over until it was starting to shimmer with his saliva.

Catching himself off guard was how quickly Kopa melted from the sensation. Just the simple sweeping of the warm muscle was enough to send waves of pleasure through his entire body. Then it became even stronger when it was pushing its way inside. A groan slipped from his muzzle and he arched his back a bit from the mix of pleasure and discomfort from having his hole being opened from the other end.

Timon worked slowly and carefully, wanting to make this a good experience as a whole. Between using his tongue and fingers interchangeably, he spread the rim further and further. On Kopa's end the discomfort was ebbing away into pleasure. Feeling a tongue then fingers inside of him. It was a pattern that repeated over and over again, keeping the pleasure alive.

"Ooohh..." Kopa moaned, now able to feel the soft licks that rubbed at his walls for the first time. Though Timon was small, he had just enough reach with his tongue to make the lion squirm and twitch. And his hands had even more reach. On the whole, the meerkat's aim was to tease and introduce more and more feelings to Kopa before they moved on to the more intense acts.

The lion was being introduced to a whole new world of pleasure. So far had he gotten his stimulation from either his paw or the many lionesses that were clawing over each other to get a chance at him. That felt good but this time he was the one being penetrated, having a warm tongue and many small fingers smoothly gliding their way in and out. He could feel his tailhole adjusting from all that was being done, becoming just a bit looser, allowing him to take the penetration easier, giving way to more immediate pleasure.

"How you doing down there, big guy?" Timon called. Kopa was still moaning but quickly snapped out of it, chuckling quickly before responding, saying that it felt really good.

"Alright, I think we're ready for the next step," Timon grinned, easing his body up and lining his shaft up. With all the licking and fingering, he made sure Kopa was both wet and loose enough to take him without issue. Even with his small size, just ramming in would have caused some damage. He held onto the lion's backside, pausing a moment and realizing how easily he could mistake the young adult lion for his father.

"Some things just never change," Timon muttered to himself, smirking as he made that first push forwards. Kopa's long winded groan rang out, bringing a rise of satisfaction. The insertion was smooth and steady, being a smooth glide until the meerkat bottomed out.

"Took it all in one go, you're doing great!" Timon praised, now pulling himself out.

"T-thanks..." Kopa groaned, shuddering from the warm and hard thing that rubbed against his insides, nearly sliding fully out of him before being pushed back inside. Gripping the earth with his paws, Kopa then learned when it felt like to be on the receiving end. He could understand why the lionesses were so eager, not expecting the feelings to be so strong. Along with his sounds of enjoyment, he could hear Timon's own moans and grunts, his small form rocking back and forth without breaking the stride.

Timon was a fan of keeping things fresh during sex. While Kopa seemed content with just having his ass being softly rutted, he was already looking for a way to spice things up and found a solution just dangling above him.

Again, Kopa had to give pause from another new thing being done to him. In addition to the cock pumping in and out of his rump, there was the reintroduction of Timon's soft and warm tongue, now lapping over his balls. They were at about eye level with the small mammal. All he had to do was get his body in closer, repeatedly thumping his pelvis to Kopa's rump while his mouth began to lavish the furry sack with kisses, licks, and even some sucking.

"Aah, Timon!" Kopa called, his voice becoming more uncontrolled from it all. Both acts done onto him at the same time was too much for him to withstand at first, squirming and clawing at the ground. Taking deep breaths, the prince got himself under control, feeling the pleasure still rising.

"Hold on just a little longer..." Timon encouraged before going back to working his mouth on the warm sack. Now he was humping faster, enjoying the virgin walls that gripped his cock tightly. With every roll of his hips, the length was caressed by hot and silky walls that only got wetter thanks to his own pre. Without having paused once, he was already nearing his climax but decided to finish strong rather than try and draw it out.

Kopa did as he was told, feeling his cock twitching as the thrusts got harder, reaching deep enough to strike a certain spot. He jumped and arched his back again. It could only assume that Timon's cock found his prostate and was just long enough to keep touching it over and over. He could feel the meerkat's length straining and pulsing against his walls, having dripped with precum before.

With a final hard push, Timon huffed and moaned out around the churning orbs, feeling the overwhelming wash of his orgasm. Keeping himself pressed in deep, his cock throbbed and spurt ropes of hot cum into the warm and squeezing tunnel. Kopa felt it and shuddered from the rush of heat that was spreading throughout his body.

After a bit, Timon pulled out but he wasn't finished. He heaved himself up onto Kopa's body, getting himself positioned until he was able to lift and press the lion cock's tip to his mouth. The feline's moans filled the area once more as Timon began to suck off the shaft as best he could, making full use of his tongue and stroking the rest with his hands.

"T-Timon..! I'm gonna... Here it comes!" the lion warned, jerking and shaking as he came hard into Timon's mouth. All the build up from his ass and prostate being stimulated showed itself in the form of Kopa's generous load, being a bit more than Timon could keep up with. He gulped down the lion cum, enjoying the rush of heat that now came over him.

When it was all done, the two of them just basked in their afterglows, Kopa cleaning himself with his tongue and doing the same for Timon. He thanked the meerkat and admitted he felt much better now.

"Glad to help, kid. Now about your dad..."

As if on cue, the bushes were parted again, this time by Simba and two lionesses acting as guards. The reigning king sighed in relief upon finding his son. "Ah, Kopa. There you are. Come on, we have time for one more rehearsal..."

"Fine..." Kopa groaned, his good mood ruined. He got up but Timon made his presence known by clearing his throat.

"Wait just a moment, Simba. From what I've been told, you've been driving your son up the wall over this whole coronation thing. Can't you see how stressed the kid is?" Timon scolded.

"Well, I..." The king was cut off again and began to shrink before the scolding meerkat, leaving the lionesses and Kopa rather surprised.

"You lionesses can take Kopa back to Pride Rock, Simba and I need to have a little chat..." Timon alluded. The lionesses looked at each other confused but Simba told them to do as the meerkat said.

Kopa chuckled to himself as he walked away with the escorts. He could hear Timon scolding his dad for being too overbearing and stressing out his own kids without notice. Simba wasn't present at Pride Rock for about three days. When he did return, the king wasn't so concerned about everything being so perfect for the coronation. Some did ask where he went and the king would simply say that he was needed for some "mandatory family bonding time." Whatever Timon did, he certainly straightened the most powerful figure in the Pride Lands out.