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Chapter Seven

Humor to pain

Timmy laid in his bed, a soft sigh escaped his lips as shifted over to his side while the darkness of his room encased­ him.

His eyes stayed focused on the dark door leading into his bathroom as he thought over the events of the evening.

He knew none of it was his fault, neither was it Stevens but he still felt a little upset that he and Steven didn't even have a chance.

Timmy gave another long sigh before his room lit up and a loud vibration sounded from his bedside table behind him. Timmy turned himself around and reached out to grab his phone.

Sammy

Timmy's lips turned up slightly as he answered the call and put the device to his ear.

"Hey hun." Timmy said with a somewhat happy tone,

"Hey honey," Sammy said cheerfully but sympathetically, "How you going?"

"Well I have been better, that's for sure." Timmy replied,

"Yeah, Steven told me and Rob what happened." Sammy sighed,

"Hi Rob." Timmy greeted,

"Hey buddy." Rob replied,

"You know he doesn't blame you right?" Sammy explained, while Timmy nodded his head.

"Yeah, just like I don't blame him. I just feel bad about the whole thing is all." Timmy said quietly.

"So does he, but like I told Steven. You two have nothing to feel bad about. You tried and just like thousands of past relationships before you guys, it just didn't work out." Sammy said getting a hum of agreement from Rob.

"I know, I know." Timmy agreed, but still his emotion stayed the same. "I just..."

"Just nothing dude," Rob interrupted, "Buddy, These things happen. You and Steven didn't work out and that's ok. You and him are still going to stay good friends."

Timmy smiled at that comment. Rob was right! It's not like he and him have to start hating each other now. They were still able to stay close friends! So what was Timmy getting all depressed about?

"Yeah," Timmy said giving a relived sigh of happiness and nodding his head "Thanks guys."

"Since when did you become such a good advice giver?" Sammy asked,

"Since I know about the subject." Rob explained,

"Oh well then," Sammy said with a fake hurt tone, "I see when I'm not wanted."

There were then sounds of Sammy getting up from the bed, before he was pulled back onto the bed. "No! You don't need meee!" Sammy whined,

"Oh shut it husky!" Rob chuckled before there was a sound of lips together.

"Ok, well you two have fun with your yiff. I'm gonna rest up for my date tomorrow." Timmy laughed,

"Oh! Brilliant idea!" Sammy said right before a quick zip was heard.

"Ok bye guys love you bye!" Timmy hurried before hanging up. He sat there for a moment to giggle over how lucky he truly was to be blessed with such good friends.

Timmy was just about to put his phone down when once again his phone vibrated. He though very hard about hanging up, thinking it was rob and Sammy accidentally calling him in the midst of their yiff session, but a quick glance at the called ID, Timmy quickly and with no hesitation answered his phone.

"Hey hun." Timmy said happily,

"Hey kitten." Purred the deep voice of Ryan. "Feels like I haven't spoken to you in ages!"

"He-he, yeah it has been a while." Timmy said sarcastically, "A day I believe."

"Well excuse me for missing you!" Ryan laughed, "Sue me."

"I might just do that," Timmy giggled, "you know stalking is a bad thing Ryan."

"Oh bite me." Ryan chuckled,

"Don't tempt me." Timmy whispered (and to both of their surprise) with a double meaning behind it.

"Oh?" Ryan asked, but Timmy's face went bright red.

"Umm..." Timmy said trying to think of a cover, "C-Cause you know, tiger teeth are sharp." He said, with a look that one does when cursing themselves for being so stupid.

"Yeah, I am a tiger myself." Ryan reminded the face-palming feline.

"You don't say." Timmy said with his face scrunched and his palm against his face.

"You ok?" Ryan laughed,

"Yeah fine, just, laying in bed." Timmy said rolling over, "pondering if I should put anything on."

Timmy slammed his paw over his maw as those words slipped out. There was silence on the other end.

'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!?' Timmy screamed to himself in his head.

"W-Well ahh... Sleeping naked it a lot more comfortable." Ryan said, as he adjusted himself on the other side. His cheeks a soft red colour as the two then lead off in another topic of their own conversation.

They spoke about Steven and Timmy's date, about school and if he has been missing his daily mochas.

Timmy was giggling and smiling all the way through the conversation. His tail curling about, his purr loud, and his heart a little faster then normal.

Soon, Timmy looked over at his clock and his heart stopped as the big Three followed by a two and one hit him like a brick wall.

"Holy Shit! It's three, twenty-one!" Timmy said loudly,

"Oh fuck it is too!" Ryan said, "Shit you are going to be tired for tomorrow...Oh wait... Don't you have a double study in the morning?" Ryan asked,

"Yeah?"

"Well come in after that! That means you at least get to sleep in until ten." Ryan explained and Timmy had to admit, he was right.

"Well, how will I tell John?" Timmy said, "I think it's just a bit mean to give him less time with me you know?"

"John will understand, plus gives him more time to get ready and stuff." Ryan replied.

"Will he be awake at this time?" Timmy asked, getting a small chuckle from Ryan.

"John never sleeps." Ryan chuckled, "Dude only sleep an hour or two a night."

"That cannot be healthy." Timmy replied,

"It's true!" Ryan laughed, "John has so much energy it keeps him going."

Timmy gave a little huff of a laugh before nodding.

"Well then, I guess I will see you on the weekend." Timmy said, his tone a little saddened.

"Yeah." Ryan said, "and hey."

"Yeah?" Timmy asked,

"Whom ever you choose hun." Ryan begun, "I'm always going to be here for you; ok?" Ryan explained, before a soft silence masked the conversation. Timmy didn't know how to respond.

He felt like hugging him, like crying and so many more emotions hitting him all at once; but one over all.

"Th-Thank you honey." Timmy said softly. Once again the fog of silence slithered its way in. The silence having to be broken by Ryan, who just chuckle a little.

"Night kitten."

"Night." Timmy replied just before the line went flat.

Timmy sighed as he pulled the phone away from his ear and went to his contact. His smile growing again as the contact picture of the bovine hitting the screen.

The large bull was in a dramatic feminine pose with his legs crossed over at the knee, while his face showed dominancy, and masculinity.

Timmy couldn't understand what made it so funny, but he always smiled when he saw the picture.

Timmy hit the contact and brought his phone back up to his ear. He sat in silence, just waiting for John. It didn't take very long before the ringing stopped and a happy, deep voice sounded from the other line.

"Hey there good lookin'" John chuckled making Timmy giggle a little.

"Hey John." Timmy replied, "how you doing?"

"Great actually!" John replied, "Just in the middle of a movie."

"Oh cool." Timmy replied, "um, I just wanted to let you know I'm going to come in after my free periods tomorrow. If that's alright."

"Oh yeah dude, that's perfect actually." John said happily, "I have my oral to give during those two periods so I wouldn't be able to see you anyway."

"Oh good!" Timmy said happily,

"Ha-ha, perfect idea Timmy boy! I do say!" John exclaimed in his best old British accent he could pull off, making the feline giggle.

"He-he, alright hun." Timmy said before his maw opened wide, as the feline let out a long and tired yawn. "Oh, sorry." Timmy said mid yawn.

"Ha-Ha, nah, don't worry hun. You get to bed." John said happily. "I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

"Ok."

"Night hun." John said softly, his voice in a tone Timmy had never heard before. It was silky and like a fluffy blanket that just ran over your fur smoothly. The feeling spreading over Timmy's body like a warm and caring drug.

"N-Night." Timmy replied before hanging up.

He had never heard John be so sincere and caring. He was usually always joking and laughing. He didn't even know John had a serious side.

Timmy shook his head wondering why all of this was so important right now. He had limited sleep as it was. He gave a soft sigh, knowing this next date would make everything that much more confusing and laid himself down on his bed.

He brought his phone up, and quickly made a few adjustments to his alarm application then placed it next to his bed.

"Why did I agree to this?" Timmy asked himself as he rolled himself over and closed his eyes for only a split second before his alarm clock was going off. "What?" Timmy asked as he reached over.

Timmy pulled his phone over and sure enough, Ten o'clock was blinking on his screen. "Oh come on!" Timmy whined before disabling the alarm.

Timmy sat himself up in his bed and threw himself forward. His body arched as he rested his cheek on his knees. He gave a soft whine as he then forced himself to get himself dressed.

Once his body was dressed, he made his way up the stairs, then straight to the instant coffee in the cupboard. It was a quick three-minute water boil, before the coffee mix became the hot beverage he needed.

After a quick ten minute sit down and coffee drink. Timmy was outside and waiting by the road with a smile on his lips.

His eyes on his phone screen, reading a comical text from his date for the day. Timmy had just finished reading the long storied text when the coal black car rolled up next to Timmy.

"Why hello there little sir." A familiar comical voice came from inside the car, making Timmy giggle, "I believe you called for a sexy bovine to come pick you up and show you a good time."

"Oh yes I did." Timmy said with a smirk, "Can you tell me where he is?"

John slowly leaned over to show Timmy his very, unimpressed look. Timmy began to laugh before getting into the car and giving the bovine a tight hug.

"Yeah, that's right." John chuckled, "They all come crawling back."

Timmy rolled his eyes as he leaned back into the comfortable chair, before john took off towards the school.

Timmy and John began there day on a happy note. There were jokes, there was singing (all from john), and as they were driving up the hill, the two were telling the other stuff about themselves. The usual thing one did when dating.

Timmy was just about to tell John about his parents when the car came to the top of the hill.

Timmy stopped speaking as the small two-meter by two-meter sized, four foot tall building that sat to the right of the road into the school came into view.

"What is that?" Timmy asked as a built, large panther came out from the door. He hailed the car down and John slowed down and turned so he could pull up right next to the animal.

John then rolled his window down and smiled at the animal.

"Howdy." John greeted,

"Hey there kids." The large animal said with a smile. "Just need to check some ID." The large feline asked. Timmy and John looked at each other for a second.

"Umm, c-can I ask why?" Timmy asked with a polite smile.

"Mr.Denbells has decided to heighten security after somebody came into the school last night and spray painted some bad stuff on the walls."

"You're kidding!" john said, his tone more angered then anything.

"Sadly not. So they have hired me and set me up here to make sure only students and people who are welcome are coming in and out of the school."

"Oh that's awesome!" Timmy said smiling,

"Heh, thank you kind tiger." The panther said with a smile, "oh by the way, the names Pete."

"Well, I am John and this is Timmy." John introduced with a smile,

"Well It's nice to meet you two." The feline said with a smile, "but I will still need to see some ID."

"Oh yeah sure no worried dude." John said smiling as he grabbed his wallet from his pocket, then pulled out a small pink ID card. The panther nodded then moved his head over to Timmy.

"Oh, I um haven't gotten my card yet." Timmy explained,

"Oh ok." Pete said with a nod, "I just need to call up Stewart."

"Take your time dude." John said smiling. Pete gave a smile and then turned to go back into the building.

"Wow." Timmy said with a bit of a down tone, "I would never expect something like that to happen here."

"People are ass holes Timmy. It's a sad but true truth. But lucky you have people like me, Ryan and the rest of the football team who would personally kick the shit out of anybody if they so much as look at you funny."

Timmy gave a small smile, before his cheeks began to flourish to a nice rose pink colour.

"Stop making me feel special!" Timmy laughed hiding his face into John shoulder.

"Oh hush tiger." John laughed as he gave Timmy's head a small peck. The two then just cuddled for a small second before Pete was knocking on the car door.

"Stewart just needs to hear Timmy's voice." Pete said holding out a small mobile device.

"Hi Stew!" Timmy said with a giddy little tone.

"Hey Timmy!" Stewart said over the phone. "They are all good Pete."

"Ten four." Pete said before gesturing the two to continue their way.

"Thanks Pete!" Timmy and John thanked before happily making there way down to the parking lot. They then got out of the car and continue to the Café where it was already half way through their first brake.

Timmy and John padded through the doors both smiling and Timmy even giggling. They made their way up to the counter and John gave their order of a grandè Mocha for his date, and a medium latte for himself. The two waited by the counter after the order had been made, as they continued to have their little conversations on the events for the evening.

From there the two went to their separate classes. Timmy felt a little bad that they were apart, but the guilt went as soon as he saw the large bovine waiting for him outside his class as he left.

The two then continued their way to the café for a quite lunch of laughter and flirting, and Timmy had to say he was really enjoying himself.

John was making him laugh, but he was able to separate the comedy with the seriousness. Every so often John would pull him in and give him a soft peck to his head or whisper something sweet into his ear.

Timmy admitted to himself that John could be a contender for his mate, but he would still need to find that connection similar if not more then what he has had with Ryan. Timmy guessed that the goodnight kiss would tell him how strong that connection was.

After lunch was over, ending with Timmy's last bite of his steak sandwich. Then the two headed to there English lesson. Sitting next to each other, writing notes to each other on their books.

The two giggling silently to each other trying not to get caught by the Komodo dragon sitting up the front of the room.

His topic was the literature of Shakespeare, but Timmy already knew damn near everything on William. He didn't need to know anything else.

When the bell for the end of the day rang, Timmy and John leapt from their chairs and fled dramatically from the room, in an almost dance like fashion. Leaving the Komodo confused in his chair.

The two animals ran to their separate lockers, put their stationary away, got their bags, then met back at Johns coal car.

The two got in and drove out like a bat out of hell while laughing from their display from English. The trip didn't last very long though, it felt like a few seconds before the two were parked in front of a tall building. Timmy looked up and as his head continued up, his heart began to sink.

"You... Live alone?" Timmy asked,

"Yup, parents help me with the rent and every so often, poke their heads in for dinner." John said as he was getting out of the car.

"Oh!" Timmy said as his heart sprung back up into his chest.

"So your parents are accepting?" Timmy said hopefully,

"Oh yeah!" John laughed, "Mum actually screamed in happiness when I told her."

"And your dad?"

"He-he, he took a few minutes but he hugged me and told me he was very proud of me for coming out to him.

Timmy had to admit, hearing that from John made him feel a lot better about the whole ordeal with his parents.

Who knows? Maybe they would be like Johns family?

Two Bovine and Feline made their way to the apartment building and went to the stairs in the middle of the complex. Timmy prepared himself for another hike up a few flights, but to his surprise John got off after the first flight.

Timmy followed behind the large mass of muscle to the first door and smiled as the door opened to a very clean and large apartment.

Timmy walked into the lounge room and looked around the well looked after room.

"You have done very well for yourself." Timmy said with a little giggle.

"It is nice, isn't it?" John said as he made his way up behind Timmy and with a smooth motion pulled Timmy into a hug.

The purr started almost instantly, the purr making the small chest vibrate, the purr making the large Bovine chuckle.

"You know," John said softly, "I can be serious at times."

"I know." Timmy said back just as soft, turning his head to give a smile. The bovine and the feline locked there eyes and stopped. It was only for a few seconds, but the two stood perfectly still.

"S-So where are you taking me?" Timmy asked,

"Well for now, we are just going to watch some movies." John explained, "Then tonight, we are going to go to a comedy club."

"Oh?" Timmy said with a smile, "under aged one correct?"

Johns smile dropped.

"You're not eighteen?" John asked with a let down tone.

"No." Timmy replied. John sighed and took a step back to place his hoof against his eyes.

"Shit." John sighed.

That began the long silence. Timmy and John just stood while John began to go through everything that had just been said to him.

"A-Are you ok?" Timmy asked,

"I-I'm not..." John sighed, "Timmy I'm... I'm so sorry. But I don't think I can date a minor."

"But, I'm turning eighteen in a week." Timmy explained, his stomach churning a little as his confusion hit in.

Was John really rejecting him, over a week of waiting?

"Timmy look," John sighed, "I have had this plan for years now, Years. I have had a plan where I would meet somebody who was older than me, by no more then two years."

"Why?" Timmy asked,

"So that I wouldn't need to wait for them to be old enough to go do things." John explained with another sigh.

Timmy looked up at the bull and his body began to tremble. He went to speak, but he felt like he was going to vomit, so he stopped himself. He couldn't believe that he was being rejected because of sex...

Was that the reason?

He looked down at his hind paws. His paws began to tremble, his eyes began to water, and with that, Timmy ran out the door.

"Timmy!" John yelled, but Timmy was already out the door. John started his chase but as he got outside, Timmy was already on the bottom story and running across the road. "Timmy come back!" John called out, but all it was to Timmy was an echo.

Timmy ran through the streets, his eyes blurred with salty tears as his self esteem shattered liked a vase on a hard concrete floor.

How could he be just thrown to the side over something like sex? Why was he so pathetic that he couldn't do one of the most animalistic instincts known to man?

What was wrong with him? How could he let himself believe that anybody would or could be nice to him? He was weak and feeble, he was emotionally unstable, and even if he were to find himself in bed with somebody, he would probably just be awful.

Timmy didn't stop running until his chest was aching, his legs were throbbing and shaking, and he was gasping for breath. Timmy slowed down to a slow walk, took three very wobbly steps before collapsing on some fresh grass.

His throat felt raw, his chest was heaving, while his limbs shook from exhaustion. His breathing was already erratic from his crying.

Timmy didn't feel like he was getting enough air, he felt faint, he felt like he was about to vomit, his vision was blurry and just slowly, his vision was going black.

"Timmy!?" A loud male voice shouted, Timmy gasped in and looked behind him. There was nobody there. John wasn't running up, there wasn't anybody behind him.

He was about to turn around when he felt a paw on his shoulder, Timmy's head jolted over to see a pair of worried green eyes.

"Timmy, what's wrong?" The feline asked,

It was Ryan.

Timmy couldn't answer. Breathing was hard enough, let alone trying to speak. His face was red and his eyes were blood shot.

"Fuck honey." Ryan exclaimed before grabbing the tiger and running inside. Ryan hurried inside the house and laid his hyperventilating friend down on the couch. "Ok Timmy, I really need you to focus on your breathing ok?" Ryan said calmly. "Ok. In." Ryan said breathing in, while Timmy attempted the same. "And out. In. And out, there we go honey. Just keep going and I'll be back."

Timmy nodded while he continued to breathe as instructed, Ryan on the other paw made his way to the kitchen. He quickly got a small coffee mug and began to work on a small mug of hot Cocoa.

It took a few minutes, but soon Ryan had a mug of hot Cocoa for the relaxation of his throat, and a glass of cool water to help his thrist.

Ryan grabbed the drinks and made his way into the lounge room where he found the tiger sitting up, his face back to its beautiful pure snow white, and his breathing a steady pace.

"Hi..." Timmy said softly, his eyes still red and still teary.

"Hey." Ryan said putting on a comforting smile, padding over to give Timmy the water.

Timmy smiled and put the glass to his lips and began to slowly drink down the clear cold liquid.

Timmy didn't come up for air as he drunk, he let all the liquid go down his throat, causing the raw, gritty feeling it had to slowly disappear.

The glass was soon empty, and Timmy handed it back to Ryan.

"There we are." Ryan said taking it, and replacing the water with the hot cocoa.

"Wh-What's this for?" Timmy asked, taking it and looking down at it.

"Its to help your throat muscles relax." Ryan explained putting the glass down on the coffee table in front of them, while Timmy took a few sips of the near hot, chocolaty drink he had in front of him.

The two were then silent while Timmy drank the hot Cocoa. All that was heard in the half hour was the sound of Timmy swallowing.

As Timmy took the last sip of the Cocoa, Ryan held out his paw for Timmy to place the mug into. Ryan then placed the mug with the glass, then looked over towards the tiger and went to slid his paws behind his back, and under his legs to pick him up, but Timmy's paw hit him softly in the chest while the smaller feline shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Ryan asked, now worried he had done something wrong.

"The gig is up..." Timmy said, his voice still croaky, "I know why you all wanted me now."

Now Ryan was just confused,

"Yeah, to make you one of our mates?" Ryan said with a questionable tone.

"A mate or a cum compartment?" Timmy asked as his voiced squeaked and the tears began to roll again.

"What?" Ryan asked, "God no Timmy, No of... Has Kyle gotten into your head?"

"No, but it was pretty damn clear when John said he couldn't 'date' a minor." Timmy whimpered as he wiped his cheek clear.

"He said what?"

"John said he was taking me to a comedy club, and I asked if it was an under aged club. He then froze and then told me he didn't know he could date a minor because then he didn't have to wait." Timmy told while his cheeks continued to drip.

"He fucking said what?" Ryan growled, standing up with clenched fists.

"The gig's up Ryan!" Timmy yelled, "You don't have to pretend to care anymore." Timmy whimpered. Ryan was ready to drive over to Johns place and give him a piece of his mind, but the fact of the matter was, he now had a crying feline who he cared for in front of him.

The choice was obvious.

"Timmy, when I first saw you in the café. My heart stopped." Ryan said softly sitting himself back down next to Timmy, "I saw you and I knew that I wanted to get to know you, and not only that, I thought you were drop dead gorgeous. Timmy every word I have said to you, every single times I have hugged you and every single time I kissed you. I meant." Ryan said, placing a paw on Timmy's thigh. Timmy's eyes shot down to look down at Ryan's paw. The soft squeeze the tiger then gave was one of affection making Timmy look over at Ryan. "Kitten, I care about you. A lot. I'm not faking it. You are the sweetest, most caring and most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on."

Timmy looked up at Ryan, right in the eyes, and Timmy could tell what Ryan was saying was the truth.

"Everything I have felt, and everything that I will feel for you will always be tr..." Ryan began, but a pair of tiger lips interrupted him.

Ryan's paws went to Timmy's shoulders to push him back out of shock, But as a soft purr came from Timmy's chest, Ryan's paws slid down the two small slender arms and around Timmy's waist.

To Timmy and Ryan, there was only the sound of the two harmonic purrs making the one while they softly kissed each other with a passion that two didn't know Timmy had.

Timmy slowly moved himself over to Ryan's lap, putting both his legs on either side of his while they slowly let their lips dwindle with the taste of one another. Ryan was actually amazed at the level of relaxation Timmy had.

Timmy wasn't tense like he was that week ago at Sammy's party, he was relaxed, but there was something else there. Another sense that Timmy had in him, something that Ryan couldn't seem to figure out.

Ryan was so caught up in his searching that the two paws sliding up his abdomen didn't catch his attention till Timmy gave a whine. Ryan let out a soft moan as he rose his arms and then leaned away from Timmy. Timmy was fast as he pulled away the fabric from Ryan to dive back into the tiger's lips.

Timmy slid his paws around the larger animals neck as he tilted himself over a little and let his tongue just dip past. Ryan had no problem in accepting the invitation.

The two let their tongues softly rub against each other while their lips were busy. There slightly sandpaper tongues just sliding across each other, causing Timmy to shiver lightly.

The soft, tender feeling Ryan was causing his own man hood on the rise. Just like at Sammy's party. Ryan was just making him feel so good emotionally, and Physically and from what he felt Ryan was feeling pretty good to.

"Wh-Where is your family?" Timmy asked out of breath, after quickly leaning back.

"Mum and Dad are at work, Sister is at day care and they wont be getting back tonight till around six, why?" Ryan asked tilting his head.

Timmy bit down on his lips, looked down, but brought his eyes back up to Ryan's. He reached down to Ryan's paw and backed himself up. He stood and after Ryan was up too, Timmy made his way to Ryan's room.

Ryan's head finally clicked as to what was going on, he had been confused by the kiss, by the sudden firmness in both there crotches, he didn't know where it was going; but as he saw Timmy heading to his bedroom, he smiled and swooped in. Ryan picking the tiger up into his arms and smiling while looking into his beautiful Amethyst eyes.

Ryan walked through the open door, before shutting it behind him with a swipe of his tail. The two giggling as Ryan fell down onto his bed and (as soon as they were comfortable) began to kiss each other with the deep, lusting feelings they had towards each other.

Ryan slid his paw up from Timmy's hip, up into the felines shirt. Timmy gave a soft whimpered moan as he arched his back to let the larger being slide his shirt up and over his head.

Timmy giggled as he laid back down, placing his paw up against the thick chest the feline in front of him had. The two then just stared into each other eyes, letting the violet or bright apple colour soak into their vision. The two smiling and still. Well, at least one was.

Ryan's paw was gradually sliding back down from Timmy's chest. His fingers drawing perfectly straight lines down until they reached Timmy's jeans.

Timmy gasped shortly, his realization that his jeans were about to come off hitting him. His nerves beginning to slowly creep into his stomach as Ryan's paw slid back further, right onto the bulge his maleness was making.

A soft, warm breathed moan escaped both Tigers lips as the contact was made. Timmy's body shivered, while Ryan's own bulge thickened.

Ryan gave a very light, but firm squeeze to the length behind the jeans, and the feline under him gave another longer, louder moan of pleasure. His hips pushing into the paw while his nerves began to subside.

Timmy knew that Ryan wouldn't hurt him. He knew that Ryan would make sure he wasn't in pain, he also knew that Ryan would make sure he only felt pleasure.

"May I?" Ryan asked, Timmy gave a small nod as his smile grew back onto his lips.

Ryan chuckled softly as he then slid himself off the bed, he stood up, turned himself around and then pulled Timmy down by his ankles. The two laughed as he did.

Timmy bit down on his lip as Ryan slowly, and easily undid the button that held the pair of skinny jeans up. Ryan then slowly, teasingly unzipped the tight fabric, making Timmy more and more anxious.

As the zipper stopped, there was a moment where Ryan grabbed the ankle of the pants and stopped.

Ryan was waiting; waiting just in case Timmy wanted to stop. In case the tiger he cared for wasn't feeling comfortable; But as no such signal came, Ryan smiled up at the smaller feline and began to pull down the fabric....

To be Continued.