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First shot at a yiff series so be nice..before anyone asks questions, Kopa is younger than Kiara in this fic.

This is aimed at readers of adult legal age, if you are younger you read at your own risk of legal consequences/nightmares/getting caught masturbating etc. I do not own The Lion King, however this story is my intellectual property. Please ask me before using my ideas if you want to use them yourself. Other than that, enjoy!

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It was nearing midday in the Pridelands and the heat of the sun was beginning to radiate throughout the land at its greatest strength in the highest point of the azure sea of sky. The cool breezes were dying down, forcing everyone outside to seek shade. The clear weather brought a sense of peace to all, especially now that the kingdom's own affairs had become more tranquil. Zira, leader of the outlanders, was gone forever and no longer stirred hatred in the denizens of the two prides, now one under Simba's rule. No more exhausting vigilance twenty four hours a day, no more pondering imminent action plans, and best of all: no more interrupted sex. Hopefully. All of this ran through Simba's mind as he lay comfortably on his back with Nala cuddling in to his mane, her paw draped over his chest.

The two mates lay in the shade happily, catching up on long lost time they didn't get to spend together during the war. A deep purr rumbled in the Lion King's throat, reverberating from his chest and vibrating through Nala's paws. This was the first time they had been able to relax with each other like this since the birth of their youngest cub, Kopa. Simba had also noticed now that the war had ended, his mind was no longer preoccupied with the pride's safety as much and it was much easier to relax and recall happy memories. He never forgot that day; the joy and love that made up his life, his own growing family, the awe and praise they awarded him and his wife for producing a handsome little son and the pride he gleamed with. A small smile crept onto the King's face as he shut his eyes peacefully. Simba forgot what it was like, to be mentally and emotionally carefree. The days in the jungle also flooded his mind as his smile grew. How young he felt...

"Simba..." Nala uttered quietly into his mane.

"Mhm.."

"You're not asleep, are you?" she asked him, lifting her head to look at him.

"No, why?" he replied, opening his eyes and looking back.

Nala hesitated before speaking again and nuzzled him softly.

"...I'm worried about you and Kopa."

Simba was trying to not think about that. Sure, he was enjoying the memories of his son's birth but he was also trying to shut out the fact that they were currently arguing with each other. His mental bliss swiftly ended.

"Oh Nala let it be, it'll work itself out" Simba replied dismissively.

"You know that won't happen."

"Yes it will, now leave it..." Simba rolled over stubbornly, facing away from her.

"Simba."

Already, Nala put on what her husband called 'the voice'. It was her most stern, serious tone a lioness could ever possess and when Nala used it, she meant business.

"No stop, don't use the voice!" Simba protested in a childish whine, putting his paws over his ears.

But Nala would have none of it. If there was one thing she could do to her husband without fail, it was pin him and pin him good, which she did.

"Simba!"

As childish as he was being, Simba knew he could not escape this time, so he surrendered and listened to his dominant mate.

"There is no reason for this to go on. I will not have my son and my husband holding a grudge against each other when the fighting around us has finally stopped...please! This has gone on long enough between the two of you..." Nala finished her lecture with another soft nuzzle.

Kopa, their teenage son, had been distant during the war with the Outlanders. Simba kept a tighter eye on him than he did with Kiara, their older daughter, allowing her very little freedom and Kopa even less. While teenagers needed their space to grow, Simba kept an iron pawed rule under his roof while Kopa kept breaking it and running off. There were even times when he went beyond the kingdom's borders completely, leaving his parents exceedingly worried and frightened. Bitterness began to grow between father and son, both exchanging reasons for doing what they did and consequently hurling abuse at each other. Now Kopa seemed to be avoiding Simba, while the King had left him alone coming up to the final battle with Zira which was interrupted by Kiara and Kovu, Zira's son who fell in love with Simba's daughter.

"He just needed time, Simba," Nala continued on more quietly, "he needed time to think and to grow, especially with everything going on around him."

Simba truly did not hold any resentment towards his own son; he still loved him more than anything, he was just afraid to express it after all that had happened between them. The constant disappointment, fear and worry grew tiresome every time Kopa had run off, leaving Simba with little ways on dealing with it. Now that he thought about it, he was sure that Kopa was getting tired of being watched all the time and berated like a cub, as well.

"I know, I just...you know how worried we both were. It was exhausting, especially when I had to keep everyone else safe as well! Always having to think of everyone in the kingdom, always worrying about intruders, and Nala..." Simba finished listing with a heavy sigh, looking at her with tired eyes, "not getting a proper fuck at all the entire time!!"

Nala playfully rolled her eyes at the typical male her mate was, although she could relate to his frustration. She was used to having sex mostly every hour of the day; and any sex she had with Simba during the war was either interrupted from an emergency update on affairs by Zazu, or just plain unsatisfactory due to how exhausted they both were. As a result of this, the times they did screw became less and less.

"I know, honey," Nala gave him a sympathetic lick on the cheek, "but I want my family back together again...I want my baby to stay with us. Get rid of any ideas you've both built up about each other now and get on with life..."

"Yeah, I know..." Simba sighed again, pulling her closer, "I love him, Nala, I really do but...I'm just scared of what he'll do once we see each other again. I haven't seen him in a while...I just wanted to relax a little bit before we dealt with this, see?"

"Then you should let me help you, darling...isn't that what I'm here for?" Nala told him in a soft, soothing murmur, "Just lie back now...that's it."

Simba lay back again onto the grass, once more enjoying the gentle heat in the air and closing his eyes. He felt Nala plant a kiss on his cheek before she began to stroke his belly softly with her paw. It didn't take long for Nala's belly rub to elicit more purring from her husband, taking advantage of his weaknesses to ease him into a completely relaxed state. Gradually as her paw very gently traced every patch of fur on the King's belly, Simba's muscles became less tense, loosening all over as he let his mate relax him further. As well as the rubbing, Nala began to softly kiss and lick at Simba's neck, a spot where she learned during their time together was nice and sensitve for her to stroke with her tongue and lips. The purring from Simba's throat instantly grew stronger, she was hitting all the right spots so far and she could tell. Simba was loving his mate's treatment from her tongue and paw and he could not stop himself from expressing it. He pulled her in closer to him so he could join his own muzzle with Nala's. Their tongues wrestled with each other in a loving kiss, both of them now purring in unison. After a moment of expressing their love for each other, Nala gently pulled away and let her paw travel down to in between her King's hindlegs, rubbing and kneading his furry sheath and sac. The touch to his most sensitive male parts finally encouraged a soft moan from the big lion.

"There now, just relax..." Nala cooed, licking his lips.

She kept rolling her paw over his genitals fondly, grasping his balls and rubbing his sheath, it wouldn't be long before her lover would be fully hard and standing. Simba fully embraced the gentle touch of his mate to his most sacred area after not having been touched by another there for so long. He had forgotten the carnal corners of his mind which he hoped had not become too dusty; for he felt that now that a time of peace was upon the kingdom, he and Nala would be keeping every animal up all night long with their much needed banging sessions. The feeling of most enjoyable lust came flooding back to him, the pure want of sexual pleasure completely consumed his senses, he didn't care who was watching them.

It didn't take long for the King's cock to rise up fully out of its sheath, standing proud, thick and tall as the biggest cock in the Pridelands. Nala instantly took hold of her lover's lionmeat and began to stroke it slowly from the base to the tip, teasing his barbs along the way. Simba's moaning became more frequent in short, soft gasps, clearly showing his enjoyment of the long needed nursing.

"Mmm...I haven't seen my big boy for a while..." Nala purred mischievously.

It was all coming back to them; Nala's seductive tone, the sheer naughtiness of pawing off the King in public and the entire atmosphere, they both revelled in it.

"Ohh Nala...oooh!"

She picked up the pace and began beating him off faster, Simba started to let out small huffs and pants from all the excitement Nala was giving him. She stroked him even faster still to get his mind fully in the mood for fucking. Nala was his seductress, and Simba knew just how good at it she was. Any time, any day; the Queen could put her King into a state of total carnal lust whenever she wanted to. After a while of thoroughly stroking him down, Nala withdrew her paw and brought it to her mouth, sassily licking any precum she caught on it.

Simba opened his eyes from feeling the cool air on his cock with no paw to keep it warm, but it kept its shape after he saw Nala teasing him. She then went down to lick her way down his belly, until his daydreams came true; she kept going down between his hindlegs and gave her lover's meat a long, provocative lick before engulfing it entirely, looking at him mischievously all the while. Simba enjoyed every expression she made while pleasuring him and enjoyed seeing her head bob up and down on his royal pole. The suction Nala applied to his throbbing meat sent her King into high heaven, who tucked his paws behind his head in the blissful relaxation he had been wanting. It was good to be King.

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Meanwhile in the den, the two newlyweds were enjoying each others company to their fullest. Kovu was tightly sandwiched between the interior wall and his lover, Kiara, who was carrying out a full scale assault of his muzzle with her own. Their tongues wrestled furiously, both lions eagerly expressing their passion for each other with their wandering paws and mashing lips. With no more bigotry or hatred separating these two young lovers, they intended to be together fully and completely, body and soul.

"Mmf...Kiara, I'm horny..." Kovu moaned between his mate's kisses.

"I know, me too" Kiara panted back, pushing herself against Kovu's raging erection.

She enticed a moan from her new husband's lips and decided to tease him even further by lifting her hindleg and curling it around him to scratch his rump cheek with her pawtoes. Her forepaws then ruffled through Kovu's exoticly dark mane and pulled his head closer so she could create a full seal between their lips.

This one was frisky indeed, Kovu thought, making him even more glad that he married her. He fully responded to her acts of lust by sliding a paw down her smooth form underneath the leg that she curled around him.

"You've been making me want you all day, with that wonderful ass of yours..." Kiara whispered silkily into his ear, giving his rear another touch with her toes.

"Oh yeah? Well you know you've been doing just the same to me, showing off and lying down so I could get a perfect view?" Kovu retorted playfully, sliding his paw up her hamstring to grope and squeeze at her beautifully soft ass cheek.

She giggled with excitement and gave him a gentle nip at his neck, the want and lust dancing between them freely.

"You've been a naughty girl..." Kovu growled seductively while delivering a firm slap to her butt, "I know you want me, I had to endure you teasing me all day; lifting your tail every time I was behind you, stretching out on the ground with those sexy legs wide open...you need to be punished."

The dark lion gave his lover another sound spank, enjoying the control he was asserting over her. Kiara gave a high pitched whimper with every slap she received.

"Oooh yes! I'm a baad girl!! Ohh!!"

Kovu gave her a final spank and forced her off of him, purring deeply as he stood tall over his mate.

"On your front" Kovu ordered in a playfully rough tone, licking his lips and eagerly stroking his cock.

Kiara instantly obeyed and gave a small smirk, she enjoyed this new roleplay they had picked up all of a sudden.

"What are you gonna do to me...?" she asked innocently, heightening his sexual instincts.

Kovu purred louder and kneaded her ass with both paws, enjoying the texture before giving his mate another spank.

"Quiet."

She made another squeal from the impact, although she enjoyed it. Not long afterwards, she felt two pawtoes being stuffed into her cunny, making her squeal even louder in surprise. They withdrew then were quickly re-insterted; brushing through her delicate, wet pussy folds as far as they could go, drawing more and more soft moans of pleasure from the Princess. Kovu was thoroughly enjoying himself, he loved hearing his wife squeal and mew because of him and he loved the feeling of her warm cunt as well as her soft ass cheeks, which he was still kneading. He had never fucked Kiara before, although they both already had sex before with others and they knew sex was imminent, but hell were they up for it. Kovu's lionmeat was dripping with precum and he could feel Kiara's pussy folds soaking with her juices, they were both incredibly excited for their next endeavour.

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Nala was huffing and panting louder than she thought she ever had before as she held on to Simba's mane and rid him like a horse. She missed the feeling of her lover's huge cock filling her pussy, both of which were soaking with sex juices and making loud squelching sounds every time Nala slammed her rear down on Simba's thick meat. The two of them were going at such a pace that outmatched the rate their hearts were beating, which at this stage in their intercourse was quite fast indeed. The King and Queen were both catching up on some much needed, heavy sex which they did not get to indulge in during the long war with Zira, and by heavens were they enjoying it. Simba was also groaning loudly and pounding in tandem with his mate; she forced herself down on him rapidly while he held her flanks and pistoned his cock upwards with his powerful hips, creating such intense waves of pleasure in their loins that drove them to fuck each other even harder. They loved every milisecond that passed during their heated screwing, nothing ever felt as good as this. The royals had been going at it for at least an hour now, the shade no longer covered them so the sun could shine down and increase the heat radiating between these two lovers to a higher intensity.

"N-Nala...I'm..OOOH!! I'm gonna..." Simba warned her as he grabbed her and pumped his meat with the greatest vigour into her pussy for the final stretch.

"Where do...ohh..where do you want it?" Nala tried to ask him through her moans and huffs.

"Start...beating me off!!!" Simba panted in response, knowing fully well how naughty this was going to be for him.

Nala instantly followed suit and hopped off her King's cock then dived down in between his hindlegs to furiously stroke his long thick meat. The point of no return was very near, and Simba saw all he needed to see to push him over the edge after months of sexual inactivity: Nala opening her maw wide and sticking that tempting tongue out before his raging red catcock which she jerked in full force. Before he knew it, strings upon strings of hot white cum were gushing from his tip into Nala's mouth and onto her tongue; the King shot his seed all over her face and soaked her fur with his lionmilk, all the while letting out a deafening roar of pleasure. The built-up pressure of burning seed in his balls did not subside for a few moments, Simba was still shooting cum all over his mate who resorted to sucking him off and swallowing down his seed. He thought he would pass out from the pleasure, he had gone for so long with terrible intercourse and was now instantly exposed to their best yet, Simba didn't know if he could handle such godly sex. Thankfully he did, and the ropes of semen became less frequent. His cock settled to intermittent twitching, sending jolts of comfortable pleasure through the King. Nala soon appeared above him; absolutely soaked and dripping with his warm cum, bending down to give him a long, intimate kiss. Simba jammed tongues with her in return, tasting his own seed and pulling her close to him.

"Wow..." he just about whispered in his heavy panting after they parted lips.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd survive..." Nala panted back to him playfully, giving him a lick.

"I'm just...glad I got to see...my little cumslut again."

Nala giggled gently and nuzzled her lover, licking the strands of Simba's semen she could from her face.

"I love my King's big cock, it's half the reason I live" she told him jokingly.

"Oh really? What's the other half?" Simba asked her, helping her to lick clean her face.

"Same as I said, because you're so huge."

Simba purr-chuckled with deep satisfaction, he loved her filthy humour, especially when they were in a dirty mood.

"Now, about our son..." Nala went on.

"After this, sweetie" Simba interrupted.

He then flipped her over onto her back and proceeded to give her the same treatment she had given him, licking his way down her stomach before parting her vaginal folds with his slick tongue. Today was going to be a glorious day...

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Kovu and Kiara had adopted a different position. Kiara was now the one sandwiched between the wall and a lion. A dark, viciously aroused lion that was pounding her pussy at a similar speed to Simba and Nala. The horny lion was huffing and panting through his nose and mouth as he pumped at a tremendous speed into his mate's cunny, supporting her against the wall by holding her hindlegs around his waist as his hips were thrusting rapidly.

"Ohhhh Kovu!!!" Kiara screamed through the den.

Her cries only fuelled his determination to fuck her and fuck her hard. Kovu delighted in hearing his lover's moans and squeals, loved the pitches he brought her to and the fact that onle he alone could do so. He was a young lion in his prime, he would not dare be denied now in the heat of his intercourse with Kiara. The only similarities between them and Kiara's parents were the pace they were going at and the loud, slapping and squelching noises made from their pounding. The Princess was not in much of a position to push back against Kovu's thrusts; which the male used to his liking, his mind and body were reeling in the self-imposed dominance of their mating session, so that he could fuck his female as much and as hard as he wanted, while she could only take it.

"Yeahh baby, squeal for me! Scream my name like a bitch!!" Kovu growled roughly into her ear as he pounded her mercilessly, giving her a firm slap to her exposed ass while she kept her hindlegs curled around him.

"Ohh Kovu!! Fuck me!!!" Kiara moaned loudly, her voice shaking at the same time of Kovu's forceful thrusting.

The dirty talk between them made Kovu's mind soar to new heights of naughtiness, he never thought that his most profound fantasies during his times alone would come true; just to fuck someone as hard as he possibly could, like two wild animals in the savannah, carefree of who was watching them and just enjoying themselves in the heat of sex. Not just someone, but the one he loved. He didn't think about why Kiara was so horny in the first place, it was probably due to them not having sex with each other before and both being very eager to engage with the other, but he really didn't care. There was only one thing on his mind from his currently primitive instincts. Just as his thoughts were catching up with him, Kovu began to feel himself near his climax, and what a glorious climax it was going to be. He already had enough fuel to get him there. Just listening to Kiara's moaning and squealing, feeling her warm tight pussy around his raging cock, groping at that sensational butt...

A growl steadily made its way from Kovu's throat as he hilted himself in his mate as securely as possible and emptied his balls into her cunny with a loud, echoing roar throughout the cave. Kiara grasped him tight with all four paws and joined in with her own roar, both mates left with no alternative way to express the utter bliss they both felt as Kovu shot his thick, heavy load into Kiara's womb. It was paradise, there was no other way to describe it. Although Kovu had dominantly imposed himself upon his lover and influenced the mood of the mating to be the same way, they both enjoyed it marvellously. Kiara's orgasm combined with Kovu's to create the most pleasurable sensation ever felt between the two of them. It was so much that Kovu's hindlegs gave way and forced him to fall back onto the ground, Kiara falling with him. They lay with each other, panting as the waves of intense pleasure slowly subsided.

"Oh honey..." Kiara barely managed to say, "you're amazing.."

"You liked it? I wasn't being too rough...?" Kovu asked eagerly.

"Not at all," she gave him a small lick, "you're my big lion, I'd only ever want you to give it all you got when we're as horny as that."

Pure satisfaction welled within Kovu, he was glad that he was able to please his mate so impressively on their first round. He could only wonder what future sessions would bring them, now that they were finally married...