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The Strongarm's Weakness for Txeptirea by Draconicon

"You won't get away with this! One of the heroes will stop you."

Lady, if one of them would just show up, I'd be ecstatic at this point, Cyberwolf thought as he looked around the bank. The tellers were all tied up with bits of nanobot-created bindings, and well away from the bigger alarms. One of them probably got an alert off when he came in the bank, but as long as it wasn't a city-wide one, he should be fine.

The wolf paced from the vault to the teller windows, absently collecting some more money as he moved along. The bills were small values - no need to attract attention with all hundreds, after all - but they were incidental. He already had enough cash for his purposes; now he was just killing time.

The supervillain walked over to the window, looking up into the sky. There were no signs of other costumed figures, no latex or spandex suits that would signify someone coming to deal with the situation before the police could. The black and red suited wolf grumbled, shaking his head as he started another lap around the bank, checking that everyone was secured.

They were, of course. The nanobots were good at their job, and they transmitted all information to him. It was just something to keep himself busy with.

After getting another few hundred dollars, Cyberwolf paused again, looking at the storage tube that he had half-buried with the bills. It was still pulsing softly, still active with the nanobots projecting a portal through the base.

Strongarm, where are you? You're supposed to be one of the protectors, and for once, I'd really like you to do your job!

He grumped around, idly forming different shapes with some of the nanobots around his head, when a crunching sound finally caught his attention. The wolf turned, flicking his eyes this way and that to try and find the source. It seemed to come from nowhere. Then -

Oh, ho ho ho, you clever cat.

He ducked just in time to avoid the punched-in bit of wall, the concrete and drywall sailing over his head and colliding with the far wall. Through the hole came a costumed lion, dressed in a full-body suit that was red and gold in color, with a big bicep flexing on the chest for a symbol. The lion's mane fluttered, though rapidly got caked in the debris and dust still floating in the air. Nevertheless, he struck a good figure as he roared.

"Cyberwolf! Your criminal antics end now!"

"I was starting to think you weren't coming. Where were you, lost in traffic or something?"

"I'm here now, and you're going down!"

"Yeah, I don't think - whoa!"

This time, he had to jump to the side to avoid the wall chunk thrown his way. It cracked the other wall, and he had just barely avoided getting hit by it. Grabbing the bag as he leaped to his feet, he jumped again, this time getting the vault door between him and the bigger lion. He shook his head, panting for breath.

Geez, forgot how aggressive he was.

He started to poke his head around the door, only to duck back again as a blast of lasers shot inches in front of his head. Yelping in surprise, he jumped up, grabbing hold of the bars of the vault door just in time to avoid getting his feet zapped.

"Hey! Ever heard of property damage?"

"Ever heard of collateral damage? It's all part of bringing you in, Cyberwolf! Make it easier on yourself and everyone else."

"Uh huh. Why don't we talk about how easy you are, huh?"

"That doesn't even make - mmmph!"

The wolf grinned as he grabbed the tube in his bag. The container was just squishy enough to let him tease the cock through it, and it was clear that Strongarm had felt it. As he dropped the bag of money to the floor, he used his nanobots to construct a suspension hook on his back so that he wouldn't fall down into laser range again. His fingers were busy, working over the container to get the lion's stolen cock out, when he heard the hero roar again.

"What did you do to me?! I know you did something?"

"Did to you?"

He laughed, shaking his head as he jiggled the tube from side to side, forcing the cock to slide free. The goo inside was slick enough that it fell out like a slimy little toy, landing right in his hand. Better still, he could hear the lion groaning and moaning on the other side of the door, and he could just imagine Strongarm slowly losing his balance as he felt something teasing him.

"I didn't do anything to you. But I did take something."

"What...No, that's impossible!"

"Heh, I'll prove it."

Hoping that he wasn't inviting another laser blast, he stuck his arm out to the side, holding the lion's cock in hand. He waved it from side to side, but he knew that he didn't need to worry. The gasp of shock on the other side was all he needed to hear.

Releasing himself from the nanobot support, he strutted out from behind the door. His fingers alternated between a loose grip and a tight squeeze, and it was clear from the blush on the lion's face and the way that his knees were knocking together that the stimulation was definitely getting to him. Yet, it wasn't quite clear to the banking personnel, from their confused faces. Cyberwolf chuckled, nodding to them.

"Do you want to tell them what this is, big guy?"

"Go to...go to hell."

"Heh, then I'll do it."

Cyberwolf brought the somewhat damp cock to his lips, blowing over the tip. The spines that all felines had got stiffer, more noticeable as he blew over it, and Strongarm moaned.

"Everyone, what I have right here is your hero's cock. Yes, his cock, his dick, his manhood, whatever you want to call it. I have it right here in my hands."

The expected mutterings of confusion and surprise started going through the crowd, while the lion seemed rooted on the spot. It was just like Cyberwolf had imagined. The villain strutted around, gathering his bag of money while keeping the cock tightly gripped in one hand, his thumb pushing up under the head and rubbing gently, just enough to keep the cock from getting soft, just randomly enough to keep the lion from getting used to it.

As he shouldered the bag again, he brought the cock to his lips. Nuzzling against it, dragging the tip up his face and along his cheeks with just enough firmness to make sure that the lion felt everything, Cyberwolf watched his prey. He could see that Strongarm was putting on the bravest face he could, trying to ignore the feeling of pleasure he was receiving, but it was a losing fight. He could see the knocking knees, the quivering lip, the huffing breaths that the lion had to take. It wouldn't be long.

"You!" Cyberwolf pointed to one of the tellers, a tabby cat who jumped at the sudden shout. "Do you still think that your hero can get you out of this?"

"W-well, he's...he's a hero, right? He can do -"

"Tell you what. If your Strongarm can get to me...from where he stands right now...I'll give it all back. I won't even fight if he wants to take me to jail. But something tells me that he won't even make it halfway across the bank."

He didn't even bother taking off the money bag. Instead, he sat right on the floor, his lips turned up in a smile as he tapped the cock against the palm of his hand.

"What do you say, Strongarm? Think you can control yourself?"

"You...asshole..."

"I'll take that as a no."

Cyberwolf knew that he'd need to keep the tease up right from the start, and the wolf upped his game. He shoved the head of the lion's cock in his mouth right off the bat, and started sucking, flicking his tongue over the barbs on the head.

Immediately, the lion shuddered, having to lean against the wall to keep from falling over. His hips jerked, and the hero blushed as he looked about. It was all part of the wolf's plan, and it was a joy to see it come to fruition. Not just a defeat, but a defeat in front of a hundred or more people, in the middle of the biggest bank in the city, on all the different security cameras. There would be no way that the hero would ever live this down.

Up and down, up and down Cyberwolf bobbed on the cock, taking it deeper and deeper into his muzzle. He squeezed the base constantly, reminding the hero with each squeeze who really owned his cock. Shudders went up and down Strongarm's body, nearly knocking him down at times, or at least, so it looked.

With a sudden thrust of his head, the wolf took the entire cock into his mouth, the head popping into his throat. He held it there, going so far as to close his lips around the ring at the base. It looked almost like he had swallowed it, and the lion's eyes bugged out, his free hand reaching out, almost begging, pleading.

Cyberwolf couldn't hold it there for long, but it had been worth it, anyway. He let it slowly slide out, tasting pre as it slid into his hand again. He chuckled, leaning back and waving the cock around like a baton.

"Look at you. Always talking about how strong you are, but all it takes is one guy getting a grip on your cock, and you're nothing but a little kitten. Can't even take a step."

"Can...so..."

"Really? Go on, then. Come and get me."

Strongarm took a few steps, but as soon as the wolf pulled the cock up again, the lion had to stop. He chuckled, watching as his foe struggled to even stand up as he dragged his tongue up and down the shaft, going from the loose skin around the base all the way up to the barbed tip, and then down again.

"Mmmm, such an easy cock..." He licked again, the lion's knees trembling. "Maybe I didn't even have to steal it. Maybe -" He licked again, and the lion stumbled. "Maybe I should have just pantsed you, and done it while it was attached."

He chuckled, letting the lion take another step before suddenly sucking on the cock again. This time, with no wall around to support him, Strongarm hit the ground with a deep moan. He humped and thrust against it hard, but there was no relief for him. He'd only get off if the wolf wanted, and right then, Cyberwolf had no intention of letting the lion cum.

He got to his feet, walking over the lion's back with the cock in his mouth and the money on his back. He didn't even look at the bank employees; he knew they had their eyes stuck on the lion, and would for some time.

"Adios."

He dropped the cock back into his bag, and ran. The biggest smile he'd ever had was plastered over his face; there was no way that Strongarm would challenge him after this.

The End