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Having finally had a bountiful hunt resulting in a filling meal, the lone cheetah lays down in a sunbeam to rest. With the changing of the season, food's beginning to get scarce. He hates migrating, but to survive, he'll have to.

He sighs heavily and looks around. This is his clearing and most of the other cheetahs in the area let him be. Unlike them, he's a sentient. The others are rather smart for being feral and work well as a team when hunting, but other than that, they usually make for poor company.

With the rest of his meal safely stashed away, he lets himself relax. Between the warm sun and his full belly, it doesn't take him long to fall asleep.

A bulbed lizard meanders her way through the forest. Aside from a few clumps of grasses, she's not had much luck at finding things to eat. Being under the shadow of trees offers her very little sunlight, so she keeps walking.

Coming upon a clearing, she finds a sunbeam, and there's a cheetah already in it. Needing the nourishment that the sun offers she pushes her concerns about the cat aside, she lays down near the cheetah and relaxes.

As the sun begins to set, she unintentionally snuggles up to the sleeping cheetah, eventually pushing her muzzle under one of his forelegs.

Only slightly disturbed, the cheetah sighs thinking there are feral cubs trying to snuggle up to him. It's happened before and he has gotten used to it, so he puts his paw over them and tries to pull them close. He quickly realizes that it's not a cheetah cub and opens his eyes.

It's stocky lizard-plant hybrid not normally found in this area.

"What are you, and how did you get way out here?" he asks aloud.

Startled, she quickly backs away. "Don't attack me," she cries. To reinforce her point, several vines extend out from her bulb and linger above her, ready to strike.

Without moving, the cheetah says, "Relax, I'd never eat another sentient."

Not letting her guard down, she asks, "What? Why?"

He sighs heavily. "Then I'd have no one to talk to."

Seeing the sadness on his face, she believes him. Her vines slowly retract and she walks back up to the cheetah. "There's no other sentients out here?"

"Hasn't been for a long time."

He closes his eyes and she crawls back up near him and lies back down. "I'm a Bulbasaur."

"Oh." Feigning a stretch, he reaches out and pulls her close, hugging her to him. He then lets out a heavy sigh and starts to softly purr. She smiles, rests her head on his foreleg and also begins to purr.

* * *

The Bulbasaur wakes to find breakfast waiting for her. Her cheetah friend has been bringing her a chunk of meat and a clump of tall grasses every morning. She smiles and eats both heartily, then wanders over to the middle of the clearing to sit in the sun.

She's been with him a week and she can tell that the portions have been getting smaller. When the cheetah enters the clearing, she notices something else, he's getting thinner.

When he lies next to her, she voices her concern. "You're losing weight. Are you passing up food to make sure I have enough eat?"

He flops to his side and looks at her. "Maybe."

"You are, aren't you." She sighs and looks across his chest, she can count his ribs." Next time, you eat your fill. If nothing's left I can eat the grasses and sun myself."

"You need meat too."

"I can survive off the sun alone if I need to. You can't even eat the grasses like I can."

He sighs, conceding her point. "All right. It's getting to be slim pickings out there."

She snuggles back up to him. "Should we move to a new area to hunt?"

He sighs, and slowly admits, "Yeah. South, the river there should be good this time of year. Hope you like fish."

* * *

After three days travel, the river turns out to be a perfect choice. Fish are plentiful and the Bulbasaur has found she's a natural at fishing. It didn't take them long to get their fill and start a search for a place to bed down.

After finding a secluded area along the riverbank, they walk around the outer edge to see how secure it is. As they do, the Bulbasaur finds the edge of a cliff, by stepping off it.

"EEeaaah!" she screams as she begins to fall.

The cheetah quickly grabs her tail to keep her from falling, but he is dragged to the edge.

As she dangles upside down, hanging from his mouth by her tail, she cries, "pull me up!"

He plants his claws and starts to pull her back up.

She can't help but gasp with each tug he makes.

After he's pulled her back up and she's safe, he starts licking the wounds he made when he caught her tail.

She starts making soft squeaks and moans as he licks so he stops and asks "Are you all right?"

She turns away and blushes. "I'm...ok."

"The sounds you're making..."

Her blush deepens and she lies down, embarrassed.

He lies next to her. "Tell me," he gently says.

She sniffs as a tear runs down her cheek. "That feels really good. Too good."

He softly bump his nose to hers. "Would you like me to continue?"

She sits up suddenly and gives him a shocked look. "What?"

He purrs, leans into her, and gives her a gentle nuzzle.

Her eyes go wide. "Oh! I...I, uh..."

Seeing her discomfort, he nods and backs away. "Forgive my directness."

She watches him as he turns away and it occurs to her that he's been more than a friend. He's hunted for her, and she's hunted for him too. There's been more, though, he let her stay with him, without question, without concern. His acceptance of her was unconditional, and he's never asked anything of her.

"Wait," she says as she reaches out to him with her vines. She picks him up and brings him back and sets him right behind her. She blushes again as she raises her tail to him. "Please."

He looks into her eyes for a moment and she nods. He nods back and noses under her tail.

She softly coos at his touch, his bite has made her extra sensitive.

He heard her coo and starts to lick at her tail. She moans and coos with each lick, and he works his way down to the base. He then uses his nose to raise her rear up and starts to lick at her sex.

She gasps and squeals as she claws at the ground. "Please..." she begs. "Put it in."

Not wanting to keep her waiting, he takes her tail in his mouth and lifts it into the air as he prepares to mount her.

Her front legs buckle and she squeals as she half collapses to the ground as he slides inside her. She barely manages to moan.

He lets instinct take over and he nearly goes into a rut. His bites onto her tail and starts ramming into her.

Her tongue lolls out of her mouth as her claws sink into the ground. Her eyes close and she pants in time with his thrusts. "Yyeesssss."

Wanting to increase his leverage, he grabs her hips and pushes her tail down against her bulb. His chest rubs against its underside, increasing her pleasure.

His thrusts continue and she makes squeaks and moans, matching his eagerness. He hears these and it feeds his eagerness.

He thrusts into her harder and deeper each time.

Her body meets his thrusts with ones of her own. They're both getting close.

Her vines snake out of her bulb and wrap around him, holding him to her as she nears.

"Mmmooorrrrre," she moans. "Fffiiiilllll mmmeeeee."

Hers hits first, and she shudders.

Her vines twitch and fall from his body. Her body pushes back against him, but he doesn't stop yet.

He continues thrusting into her. Her body tightens in response, each thrust racking her with more and more pleasure.

He swells inside her, and thrusts hard, slamming his hips against hers. He explodes into her, filling her beyond her capacity.

"Ssssoooo wwaaarrrrmmmmm." Her legs give out, dropping her rear to the ground. He slides off her to the side, panting his exhaustion.

After a moment, she manages to slide herself over to him and nuzzles into his chest, also purring. They stay like this, spending the time enjoying the other's presence.

After several minutes, she bumps her nose to his and asks, "Can we do that again?"

He chuckles and hugs her tightly.

* * *

Having finished a patrol of the area, the cheetah feels safe to call it a night. As he returns to where he left the Bulbasaur, he finds that she has constructed a crude den by weaving several branches together.

When he steps inside, he sees she's asleep, lying on her belly. Her legs are splayed out in all directions, and she's slowly sliding her rear from side to side.

He steps around behind her puts his nose near her rear. A quick sniff tells him she's excited, and he's wanting her. He slowly steps over her and slides his member inside her.

She wakes slowly with a moan and starts to purr. She tries to pull her legs back under her, but he lays down on her, pinning her to the ground.

He smiles and lays his head alongside hers. "Don't move," he whispers.

She smiles and nuzzles her cheek to his.

He plants his feet and sets a slow rhythm as he thrusts into her, still laying on his back. The motion is short, and he has her tail trapped between her back, allowing his belly to slide along it. He's learned she loves the extra stimulation to her tail.

As he slides along her back, she slides along the ground. Unable to gain traction, her feet slide uselessly across the ground. She doesn't really care, though, she's trapped under her lover and she couldn't be happier.

He's nowhere near finished, but from her wiggles, she's getting close. He continues, slowly grinding her between him and the ground.

She tries pushing back with her forelegs to no avail. She wants him to pound into her, but she finds that his slow pace and his belly rubbing against her tail feels incredible. She rubs her head against his. "Doonnn't ssstoooop..."

The words have barely escaped her mouth when her body tenses. "Hhaaaahhhhh!" she cries. Her orgasm spasms through her.

The cheetah presses his head lovingly against hers but doesn't stop. He keeps his rhythm and watches as her paws grab and claw at the ground in time with his thrusts.

Her body twitches from another orgasm. Her mind is clouded with pleasure, he feels huge inside her. "How long can he do this? How long can he last?" she finds herself wondering. "How long..." her thought is cut off by another orgasm.

He feels her body spasm again, they're getting closer together for her, and the way he feels, her next might come before his. Feeling her tighten again, he slows, taking longer strokes.

Her eyes have rolled. Her tongue hangs from her jaw. Her purring has stopped, she's beyond that now. There's a hole under each of her paws from her digging at the ground. She feels her next building.

His eyes roll and he trembles, he's close. He manages a few more thrusts and releases deep inside her.

His warmth triggers her fourth and she squeaks.

He collapses onto her, panting and fully relaxes across her back.

Through her bliss, she manages to kiss him, and he kisses her back.

* * *

A wolf walks into the clearing and sees the Bulbasaur snuggled against the cheetah. Puzzled, he tilts his head trying to figure them out. Predator and prey don't normally sleep together. As he thinks, he doesn't notice that they've both awoke and are eyeing him cautiously.

"Get out," the cheetah says.

Shocked, the wolf tilts his head the other way, unable to believe what he just heard.

The cheetah gets to his feet and faces the wolf, his hackles are raised. The Bulbasaur, only standing half the cheetah's height also faces the wolf. Her vines extend, ready to attack.

The wolf collects himself and looks at the cheetah. "Is this your pet?"

"I am no one's pet," the Bulbasaur hisses.

"She is my friend," the cheetah adds.

"Oh, you're both...I apologize." The wolf gives them an odd looking bow. "I bid you both welcome to join our community."

Both the cheetah and Bulbasaur relax. "Community?" she asks.

"Yeah," the wolf states. "Follow me."

Cautiously, they both follow the wolf out of their clearing. They find themselves atop a small cliff, and below them are several different species of animals, all spread out around a lake at the bottom.

"We're all sentients here. Our most important rule, we don't harm other sentients."

"Nice rule," the cheetah states as he looks at the Bulbasaur. "One that's brought me fortune."

The Bulbasaur smiles up at the cheetah. "Brought us fortune."

He purrs and lovingly bumps his nose to hers. "Yes, us."