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“Back off!” Bill barked, though his words had no bite.
“Why?” Pina asked in a playful tone, his chest pressed against the larger feline, having pushed him back against the wall behind. He reached a hand up to stroke along Bill’s fluffy, striped cheek - only for his wrist to be snatched by the tiger’s strong hand.
“Don’t...touch me like that,” the feline said, a quiver to his voice. It was almost like he was terrified by the tall ram that was so close to him.
“But Billy…” Pina cooed softly, his vivid blue eyes lidding, “I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me. You can’t keep your eyes off of me during drama practice.”
“I’m a carnivore-!” he snapped - perhaps a little too quickly. “Maybe I was just looking to eat you!”
The ram fluttered his lashes at the flustered feline, a small smile pulling across his muzzle, showing off his flat teeth. “Well, you’ve certainly picked a handsome meal.” He paused, tilting his head slightly, keeping his eyes on the striped feline the entire time. “...Though I have a feeling you might be hungry for something else.”
The tiger flinched, closing his eyes, half-heartedly baring his teeth as Pina slowly leaned in. The herbivore’s nose gently nuzzled against the pink padded end of Bill’s own.”S-stop…” Bill whined, his voice caught in his throat as he started to shake like a leaf.
“Do you really want me to, Billy?” Pina’s musical voice asked gently, keeping his nose pressed softly against the larger feline’s, nuzzling back and forth sensually.
Bill looked like he was about to pop, his face having turned a hard shade of red. His eyes remained screwed shut, his grip around the herbivore’s wrist tightening.
“Billy,” Pina’s voice softened further, “Look at me.”
Bill’s brown eyes cracked open a hair, swiveling away at first, avoiding contact at the handsome herbivore’s face.
“At me,” the ram commanded, voice growing firm.
His gaze drifted to Pina’s face, looking at him reluctantly.
“Tell me you want me to stop.”
Bill’s breath picked up, his well-muscled chest practically doing spasms in an attempt to draw in air. His jaw worked, as if reluctantly trying to form words.
A small flicker of disappointment passed over Pina’s face, his smile creasing into a small frown. Slowly, he pulled back, his chest parting from Bill’s own.
“No…” the tiger said weakly, pulling him forward by his wrist, allowing their chests to connect once again.
Pina blinked in surprise, watching the tensed expression playing across the usually jocular feline’s face.
“...You’re right. You’re completely fuckin’ right…” His voice was like a whine, his tail flicking behind him, rounded ears folded back. “I don’t want to eat you.”
“...Then what do you want, Billy?”
The feline’s throat went dry, having to attempt to verbalize his request more than a few times, “...I...want..you to kiss me…”
A look of surprise passed over the handsome ram’s face, his smile returning, “...Of course I can do that, Billy.” He leaned forward slowly, inch by inch until their noses pressed again, drawing out a hitch in the tiger’s breath.
Bill’s eyes screwed shut, almost in fear as their lips finally met. It was completely unlike kissing a girl - Pina’s lips working expertly over his, taking charge in their encounter. A soft moan shook through his strong neck, unable to keep quiet in their intimate exchange.
Pina’s hand reached up, scooping through the luxurious fur adorning Bill’s right cheek, squeezing gently as he kissed him from behind the back curtains of the stage.
Their kiss broke gently, the feline’s eyes opening slowly, those chocolate brown irises locked onto Pina’s own light blue - completely speechless.
“Want another?” the ram asked, letting his lids flutter attractively once again.
Bill nodded eagerly, unable to find his words as he leaned forward. Their lips pressed together once again, this time with Pina’s tongue exploring forth, sliding along the feline’s lips, as if asking for permission to enter.
Permission which Bill hesitantly gave.
“Mmph…” Pina grunted, his eyes opening wide. Such a strange sensation! Bill’s feline tongue had completely caught him by surprise, the prickly texture certainly a new feeling as their saliva slicked appendages mingled together.
Bill’s strong arms had completely wrapped around Pina, having released his wrist at this point. He couldn’t stop himself - he needed more of this herbivore. His hands explored up and down over lightly muscled back, one even dipping lower, experimentally squeezing the ram’s rear, drawing out a pleased moan from the herbivore.
The sound of their kiss echoed off of the stone walls, the noise muted by the heavy curtain before it could travel far beyond their private cubby. Both of Pina’s hands had reached up around Bill’s squared jaw at this point, squeezing through the soft fluff that adorned the edges of his cheeks.
The tiger let out a soft gasp as the kiss broke, the pair of them panting softly from the intensity. Bill’s blush ran hot over his face, eyes trying to look everywhere except at the handsome herbivore in front of him. However, he found his face being pulled gently forward by his cheeks, his gaze being brought back to the tall ram that held onto him.
“...Is there something wrong with my face?” he asked playfully, his tail giving a flick behind him. “You were so eager to kiss it, and now you can barely look at me.”
Bill shuddered softly, letting his eyes roll shut as he spoke, “I… Nngh… I-it’s not you…”
The ram’s head tilted curiously, a small expression of concern passing over his face.
“I...I’ve never...done anything with another guy before,” the tiger admitted, fumbling with his words. His hands were firmly affixed to the herbivore’s hips, squeezing gently around them.
“Mmm…” Pina rumbled. ...So that’s what it was about. His hands stroked affectionately along the tiger’s cheeks, tracing a few of his stripes tenderly, “...Have you ever done anything with a herbivore before?”
“Once…” he mumbled softly, letting his chocolate brown eyes crack open once again. “...With Els.”
“Els?” the ram repeated in surprise. He couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle, “At least you have good taste. She’s cute.”
Bill’s eyes opened a little wider, “You...think so?”
He let out another chuckle, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against the tiger’s, noting that he didn’t shy away from it this time. “Of course - I’ve flirted with her too, you know.”
“But…” the carnivore started, “It’s not...natural, right? I’m… She’s a herbivore, and—”
Pina put a finger over Bill’s lips, effectively silencing his insecure babbling. “Sshh, Billy. It’s okay.”
Bill’s brown eyes looked at the slightly shorter herbivore - an innocent look that made Pina’s heart melt. It made him wonder why anyone could find carnivores to be innately violent or hateful creatures. The ram slipped his arms around Bill’s neck, squeezing him close - a gesture that was returned eagerly by the tiger, his larger arms snaking around him.
“Behind this curtain, it’s just us - two animals,” Pina said reassuringly, giving the tiger’s strong neck a kiss, nuzzling along it - avoiding poking the feline with his horn in the process.
“Yeah...I guess…” Bill mumbled softly, squeezing tighter into the herbivore as he laid back against the wall, letting his hands explore casually over the smaller male. Pina wasn’t at all like the other male herbivores in his class - he was exceptionally tall and well built - something that the tiger found highly attractive.
“...Did you ever really think about eating me?” the ram asked, his tone of voice skeptical even as he stroked along the back of the feline’s muscled neck.
“...No,” the tiger admitted, almost sounding guilty.
“Isn’t that a good thing?” he asked, arms dropping down around the tiger’s sides, squeezing him even closer, returning the same movements with his hands on the feline’s broad back.
“I mean… I guess? I just…” he blushed again, averting his gaze, “You’re hot, okay?”
Pina beamed at the off-handed praise, “I’d rather be eyed up as a potential mate than a dinner platter - though attention is attention, I suppose~”
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“M-m-mate..??” Bill stammered, his spine going ramrod straight as his tail lifted up.
“Oh relax, Billy,” the ram snickered, giving him a gentle kiss over the lips. “Just because we kissed doesn’t mean I’m going to ask you out. Honestly? I didn’t even expect things to get this far.”
“You didn’t..?”
The herbivore shook his head, “Nah - I mean, I had my suspicions, but…” His hands trailed lower, feeling along the small of the feline’s back, eventually sliding his fingers around the base of the tiger’s striped tail.
“A-ah-!” a soft moan shook from the tiger as his breath hitched, making the ram’s eyes widen.
“...Oh - I think I found a button,” he purred deviously, stroking slowly along the base of the cat’s tail, giving it a gentle tug - eliciting a moan from the larger male. “...You like your tail being stroked, Billy?”
“ NNnhh… ” he moaned, eyes having screwed shut again, pawing weakly over the herbivore’s back.
“I bet you don’t have many girls who do this to you…” Pina purred as he kissed the tiger’s masculine, blocky jawline.
Bill shakily shook his head in answer, his hands seizing up as he gripped tighter onto the back of Pina’s school uniform.
“You’re so cute when you’re flustered like this. The big, strong tiger of drama club…~” the ram cooed, running a finger along the exposed fur sticking out from the top of Bill’s button up shirt.
He couldn't find a witty retort to the ram's teasing, his mind awash in forbidden pleasures as he rocked his hips slightly.
Pina's eyes widened slightly as he felt a pressure from below pressing against him, "Wow, it seems like you're really liking this, kitten."
A shudder went up Bill's spine upon hearing the nickname. So many new sensations and possibilities…
"Oh, I think I get it now..." he cooed softly. "You want someone to take care of you." His free hand stroked the feline's cheek, smiling wider as the big cat leaned into it with a nuzzle.
There was no doubt about it at this point. Bill was sporting a full-on erection, his sizable endowment pushing out the front of his pants, tenting the fabric of his school uniform. Everything the herbivore was doing to him was turning the proud feline into a pile of putty, electric shocks of pleasure shaking through his large body from every supple touch.
“I’ve always loved your stripes,” Pina said alluringly, tracing a finger along the few on his cheek before working down his broad, muscled neck.
Bill bit at his lower lip at the compliment, his tail flicking behind him as he chuffed. “You...have?” he asked, a small sliver of pride making its way through his bashful tone. Bill always espoused about how he was attracted to females with stripes - in fact, it was pretty much all he went on about when discussing female partners. But to hear that his own stripes were attractive…
He shuddered involuntarily.
“Billy?”
The tiger’s eyes swiveled down, the ram having lowered his face to chest-height.
“I want you to tell me to stop if I do something you don’t like, okay? Can you promise me?”
Bill stared down at those vivid blue eyes the herbivore sported, biting at his obsidian lower lip once more, giving his head a quick nod.
Satisfied with the feline’s response, Pina kissed at his chest, undoing the buttons along the front of his shirt, letting more of that fluff loose. The ram was met with a muscled set of pectorals that hung mildly away from the rest of the tiger’s torso, vivid pink nipples the size of dimes adorning the undersides of those mounds.
The tiger let out a gasp as the tip of Pina’s tongue flicked over his left nip in particular, a moan shaking through his throat, a striped hand going up over his mouth in an attempt to muffle it.
...So sensitive. Pina wondered if it was because of him, or if the tiger was normally like this. His sense of pride swelled as he settled on the former, giving that nipple a few more licks before nibbling the edges of it with his flat teeth - enjoying every delicious sound that attempted to push past the tiger’s clenched fingers.
The rest of the buttons were undone expertly by Pina’s diligent digits, peeling the fabric back to reveal taut abdominals that would have made a fitness model blush. He looked over the white underbelly of the tiger, running a hand from above his belt, all the way up to the top of his chest. “...Wow - so that’s what you’ve been hiding under here.”
“I...might work out,” Bill mumbled softly, laying back against the wall, letting the herbivore have his way with him.
“More than a little, kitty,” Pina said with a giggle, leaning forward, kissing along each brick-like outline of the tiger’s shredded midsection.
Bill’s breath hitched, his heart rate increasing the further the ram dipped along his midsection. He had to bite back an undignified noise as the front of his pants were unbelted and opened. The tiger’s sizable endowment bulged out, trapped by a pair of nearly skin-tight briefs.
“...Wow,” was all Pina mumbled, looking over the tiger’s trapped endowment, as if eyeing a prized trophy. “I knew you might be big, but…” his voice trailed, using the tips of his fingers to peel down the band of the tiger’s underwear, allowing his vivid pink, uncut member to slip out into the open air.
“A-ah..!” Bill gasped, eyes screwing shut again, pressing his back against the wall as he leaned his hips forward, feeling the other male’s fingers wrapping around his sensitive shaft, giving it a few slow pumps. “P-Pina…” he moaned out softly, his free hand reaching down, gripping around one of the dense horns that jutted from the herbivore’s head.
“You doing okay, kitten?” he asked, swiveling his piercing blue gaze upwards, thoroughly enjoying the hot mess he had made the muscled jock into.
Bill nodded eagerly, using his grip to bring Pina’s head suggestively forward.
Picking up on the hint, the herbivore nuzzled the end of the feline’s hooded shaft, licking at the end of it slowly, pulling up a bead of precum from the tip. He loved the strained, muffled sounds that Bill was making - loving the fact he had turned such a strong carnivore into a mewling, needy mess. His mouth opened, wrapping around the head of that cock, swallowing it down, grazing gently with his flat teeth as his tongue swirled around it.
There was no doubt in Pina’s mind that this was the largest cock he had ever taken, having to open his jaw further than what was comfortable to accommodate the large piece of meat. Still, he managed, bobbing his head up and down slowly, slurping softly, the sounds echoing off of the stone wall.
Bill couldn’t help but watch, peeking his eyes over his pectorals to watch the alluring sight of the attractive herbivore sucking him off. His second hand joined the first, gripping around either of his handle-bar like horns, using them to balance himself.
Pina’s mouth pulled off of the tiger’s cock with a wet pop, licking over his lips before flicking his gaze up as well, “Don’t worry, kitten. That’s what they’re there for.”
“H-huh..?”
“My horns, sweetie,” he said with a smile. “Hold on tight, I’m gonna go all the way…”
Bill gasped as the herbivore plunged his mouth around his cock once again, slurping and gulping it down all the way to the base. His toes curled in his shoes, taking the entirety of his willpower just to keep from exploding into lewd, roaring moans.
Pina could feel his throat bulge, trying not to gag from the sheer size of the feline’s endowment. The cat’s heavy musk hit his nostrils as they pushed against the base of his crotch, shoving into a trimmed bush of jet black fur. His own moan erupted from his chest, shaking through the shaft stuck in his throat, causing Bill to whimper slightly from above.
Forward and back the herbivore’s head bobbed, soft moans filling the small space behind the stage. Pina’s hands explored over the feline’s meaty thighs, squeezing them - appreciating just how much muscle those trunks were made of. It wasn’t until his hands found the base of Bill’s tail once more that he let out a loud, growling moan.
“ Sssshh -!” Pina barked, having pulled off of Bill’s cock with a wet pop, throwing the feline a warning look.
“S-sorry..!” Bill was quick to apologize, his face screwed up with pleasure, practically glowing red.
The smaller herbivore pondered as he perched on his knees, “Hey, Billy?”
“Y-yeah..?” the feline asked, his cock giving a throb, a small dollop of precum dripping from the saliva slicked head.
“I have an idea to keep you quiet - but you have to promise me something.”
“What..?” he asked, his voice still breathy from the earlier stimulation.
“Don’t bite my fingers off if I stick them in your mouth, okay?”
Bill’s eyes widened at the request. This entire situation was highly irregular - dangerous even! If his instincts were to kick in… He might very well eat Pina right behind the curtains.
...And yet, he felt no such urge - none at all. The only urge he had was to mate with this gorgeous ram below him, unable to help but stare into his alluring eyes.
He nodded slowly, “I promise…”
Satisfied with the answer, Pina leaned down again, wrapping his mouth around the end of the tiger’s shaft, downing it, bobbing his head up and down slowly, twisting every so often as his tongue slathered over it, left hand gripping around the base. His free hand slid up the feline’s chest, as if appreciating his build, tracing the abdominals, pectorals, up over his chin - eventually dipping the end of his digits into the tiger’s mouth.
“ MMmmm …” he moaned softly as the ram’s fingers swirled around in his mouth, taking two of them at a time. The ram seemed to be an expert at this, swirling around his tongue, playfully pinning the thing in place every so often. He couldn’t help but notice the herbivore checking out his elongated fangs as well, tracing around the pillars - completely unafraid of them - fascinated even.
Pina bobbed his head dutifully, having scooted even closer to the needy feline, working his mouth forward and back, squeezing every so often with his hand as he jerked the base of his shaft.
He couldn’t believe this was happening right now - the most attractive and sought after male herbivore outside of Louis the red deer was...interested in him? His eyes threatened to roll up in his head - the ram hitting pleasure spots on his body he didn’t even fully realize existed. He let out a muffled grunt as Pina slipped a third finger into his mouth, practically plugging him, forcing him to slurp over those digits.
And slurp he did, bobbing his head forward and back, eyes lidded as his cheeks burned. ...He had no idea being with another male could be like this. ...Was it because Pina was a herbivore? Was it just because he was a male? Too many foreign thoughts swirled in the tiger’s head, too many questions about his own sexuality to figure out in the moment.
Pina’s bobbing intensified, working faster over the tiger’s shaft, pulling and working his supple lips around them, squeezing down, coaxing muffled moans from the feline above. He loved the feeling of Bill’s hands gripped around his horns - the desperation he was putting the cat into, forcing the feline to rely on him just to keep steady.
“Mmm-mmMMMMhh-!” Bill moaned, his breath hitching, padded nostrils flaring as he pulled in air through them. It was clear that he was teetering on the edge, the thrusts of his hips growing shaky as his entire muscled body quaked from pleasure.
“Mmgh-!” Pina moaned as he felt the tiger’s shaft swell inside of his maw, the ram releasing the base of it only to swallow it completely to the hilt.
“AWFfffffFFFUCK-!” Bill moaned loudly, the ram’s fingers having slipped out of his mouth, a few strings of saliva stretching between them and his lower lip. His balls flexed as the first few ropes of his molten seed gushed down the herbivore’s throat, the smaller male taking every last drop of it like a pro.
Pina exhaled through his nostrils, practically panting through them as he kept locked with the feline’s cock. Slowly, he pulled his mouth backwards, sealing his lips around the pink shaft, cleaning it off as he went, causing more than a few squirming moans from the tiger above.
“H-holy fuck…” Bill panted, his softening cock pulling out of Pina’s mouth, dropping down between his thighs. He released the herbivore’s horns, running a padded palm over his face, pushing it up over his forehead.
“Was I good?~” the ram asked in a sultry tone, sitting back onto his feet, wiping at his mouth with the back of his forearm. “...’Cuz you were~”
Not even questioning what he was doing, Bill got down onto his knees as well, pulling the herbivore forward before kissing him deeply. He locked muzzles with the attractive ram, letting their tongues mingle, swirling them together. The muscled feline could taste the salty tang of his own cum in his mouth, something that made him moan quietly in the herbivore’s mouth.
After a few long seconds, they broke their kiss with a wet pop, the pair of them panting softly.
“...I’ll take that as a yes~” Pina beamed, reaching up, sliding his fingers along the striped fluff adorning the tiger’s cheeks.
“Fuck, yes…” he mumbled in agreement, closing his eyes, leaning into the smaller male’s hands as he chuffed. He leaned forward, pressing another kiss to the ram’s lips, holding it for a few seconds, just savoring the feeling of the smaller male against him.
“...We’re going to have to go, kitten,” he said after a moment, fluttering his eyes adorably at the larger tiger. “I’m sure that I’m not the only one who heard that roar of yours,” he teased, stroking a hand over the big cat’s furred pectorals.
“I…” his breath hitched, “I…I don’t want to leave yet…”
Pina let out a sympathetic sigh, “Oh, Billy…” He brought his head down gently, kissing between his eyes tenderly. “This doesn’t have to be a one-time thing, if you don’t want it to be.”
Bill gave him another adorable look, flashing those beautiful brown eyes at him, biting at his lower lip, ears folded back.
Pina blushed at the display. It was hard to believe such a loud and proud jock could be so vulnerable and needy. “Here…” he said softly, pulling out his phone from his pocket. “Why don’t we exchange contacts? You can text me if you want.”
Still a little shaky, Bill fumbled around in his pocket, large hand pulling out his own phone. They easily exchanged numbers, the tiger thumbing Pina’s in quickly enough. He looked like he wanted to say more - ask more questions, his mouth opening and closing a few times as he looked at the herbivore in earnest.
“C’mon, we gotta go,” Pina said, this time with more emphasis, gently pulling the tiger up to his feet along with him, sneaking in one last stroke of the big cat’s tail. He savored the moan it provoked, committing the sound to memory.
Bill quickly buttoned himself back up, stuffing his large endowment back into his pants before following the herbivore out. He couldn’t help but watch his elegant gait as he walked, enjoying the subtle sway of the ram’s hips along with the slight bob to his horns.
...Why hadn’t he noticed these things before?
He certainly couldn’t get it out of his mind now...