When you are... Kiara...

      It wasn't long after the final battle with Scar took place, but Kion was already dying in love with Fuli. He remembered how she jumped with Ushari, repelling his attack on the most formidable one. After they came down from the volcano, he asked: — Why did you save me? — Because you are my friend, my commander… And also… — the fastest one brought her face as close as possible to his face, looking at the leader with lustful tenderness with her green eyes, whispering – I love… — then kissed him with your black lips on his lips. Kion accepted his fate and kissed him back. To be honest, he did not expect such a turn of events, but he also liked his spotted girlfriend…       When they came unstuck, applause was already heard around. Bunga, out of emotion, simply ran around like pretzels, deafening the area with insane screams. The smiling hippopotamus said: — Well done, Kion!       Anga, outwardly, remained as impenetrable as ever, but everyone was sure that inside she was touched to the depths of her soul. Ono, who had retained his vision from the battle in the volcano, landed on Fuli's shoulder, looking between her and Kion with a smile. Janja and Jasiri began to kiss themselves, obeying the trends of a new idyll, a new era. Era without Scar. But there was someone hiding behind the stone who was disgusted by this mood, and the sight of Kion and Fuli smiling at each other simply drove her crazy with jealousy…       When Fuli and Kion broke away from the others, they went behind the rocks. We looked at each other. The green eyes of the playful female examined every muscle, every hair of her new boyfriend so that he physically felt this glance, moving from his chest, where red hairs were already growing, then to his shoulders, paws… And below… Her spotted paw , with bright yellow fur and perfect rings of blackness, slowly stroked his chest, stomach and torso. Slowly she threw her beloved leader onto the dusty ground, reading the lust from his brown eyes and the uncertain shyness from his stupid grin with a malicious smile. At the same time, another pair of brown eyes watched the ever-growing member of Simba’s son, with hot thoughts: “So big… So strong… So sweet…”, melting and flowing from the mere idea of it in her slit. .. But now he is going to mate with another, which really touched her heartstrings. Fuli slowly pulled herself closer to her boyfriend, closing her eyes languidly, and their tongues intertwined into one. Her womb ran once or twice along the entire large length of Kayon's dignity, feeling every bump and spine with its wet walls. These still innocent and timid touches kindled truly unique pictures in the imagination of the young prince, which it was better not to see anyone. No one. Except for Fuli… Without leaving the prince, the cheetah slowly sat on his penis, inserting only his head into herself. Oh yeah! A sweet moan came out of the green-eyed mouth, reaching the prince’s lips. Her prince. How nice it was! Kion slowly began to move rhythmically inside her. The fastest one let out a long groan and began to move towards him, pushing herself deeper onto his flesh each time. The prince moaned even louder, feeling that his seed was about to spill out. He brought Fuli to the peak of pleasure. Leo was at the peak of bliss when he heard the sweet moan of his beloved and felt her body begin to shudder in orgasm. Kion began to move faster, his body shaking with pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer and, with a groan, he came inside Fuli. Green-eyed fell to the ground screaming, and the prince sank down next to her. They lay there, hugging each other, and just enjoying each other. All this sex of lovers was watched by another pair of eyes, and its owner was burning with jealousy and desire for Kion to fuck HER exactly like that.       Several days have passed since Scar was defeated, and Kion and Fuli began dating. Everyone was happy about this… How was everyone? The young prince's parents were not in the know about his new girlfriend. But there was one who really wanted to take her beloved away from her spotted rival. One day, Kion was walking to a watering hole, listening to music in his head. Hmm… But if he had not been a guardsman, his life would have turned out differently… He would have created beautiful things… Music! Yes, yes – music! He's looked, like Fuli, in front of him, pulled the stretched vines, which produced some beautiful, pure, subtle sound… Like their love, yes – love… He would help his girlfriend become something more than just a guardsman … While he was walking with such thoughts, someone stopped him: — Hello, Kion. — Huh?... Yes. Hello Kir. — What are you doing, where are you going? Kion? – His older sister said with aspiration and emphasis on the last word. — Yes, I’m going to the watering hole… — Oh, really?! Listen, I found a wonderful watering hole nearby! Do you want to go to this watering hole with me?! — Ah…Huh?... — Kion was shocked by such a deep voice, wink, intonation… Everything about his sister surprised him now. It was as if she deliberately stood in the most alluring pose, as if she herself was flirting with him… But this is complete nonsense! She's his sister! She won't do anything bad to him… Right?       Therefore, not feeling any flaws, he replied: — Yeah why not…       Kiara almost did somersaults in the air with joy. Along the way, she captivated him by talking about Fuli, and the young lion happily told his sister about his plans for their future together, about their plans to tell everything to Kion’s parents and about “how fascinating Fuli is.” His sister, it seemed, was not very happy with her brother’s plans, grinned and quietly hissed with annoyance, frowning at Fuli’s name. Finally they came to a watering hole, and Kion was simply taken aback: — Wow!...       In the shade of the trees, near a rock from which spring and clear water flowed, lay a small lake, surrounded by fragrant flowers and herbs. A slight haze appeared in the lion's head, and his taste buds clearly distinguished the smell of catnip. It was not just a watering hole: the dream of any animal, under the Savannah Skies, the Promised Land, Eden, Paradise… What else can you call it… An ideal cold watering hole, under the shade of a mature tree, with the intoxicating smells of local herbs… — Do you like it?... — Kiara came very close to her brother, whispering it in his ear. — Yes… — Drink some water, please… — the future queen looked tenderly at the lion in front of her. Her voice reached him as if from afar… He didn’t even notice how, under the influence of the whole atmosphere of this place, they began to whisper. — Fine…       He obediently approached the watering hole. He looked straight into the eyes of his reflection, which was constantly distorted by the waves. And he started drinking. The water was very sweet, tasty, pleasant, cold… His penis began to stand up, although he had no idea why. Kiara, who remained behind, watched with interest as he drank. But then she came closer to him and licked his balls. At any other moment, Kion would have jumped back as if scalded, but now… He liked it. He purred softly, and the princess continued to polish his bells with her tongue.       Meanwhile, Kion stopped drinking and turned to his sister. She stood in front of him, looking at him with innocent, but such gentle and impudent eyes. He asked her one question: — Why is all this, Kir? — Because I am Kiara, your sister… But… I see you in front of me not as a brother, but as… — What about F-fuli? —Don’t worry, Kion… I’ll take care of her… She’ll have everything she wants… And you’re mine. — After that, she pressed him on the lips with a passionate and demanding kiss.       Kion could have resisted, run away… But before that, Kiara threw several fermented fruits and roots into the water, which aroused sexual desire in the animals. He responded to the kiss, but then he pulled away from the lips of his sister, now his mistress, and, throwing her onto her back, ran his tongue along her neck and chest, licked her stomach, slightly bit her nipples, which pulled out a sweet roar from her womb, and finally moved on to cunnilingus. She purred and moaned with feeling, under the influence of euphoria and the local atmosphere. Here Kion tore himself away from her salty petals, which is why he received a couple of sharp blows to the face, groaning: “Next, I beg you…”. Instead, he turned her over on her stomach and pushed his machine into her vagina up to the balls. She instantly screamed in pain and surprise, but Kion was already hammering her insides with all his might, with crazy speed, tearing her sensitive walls with his spikes straight to the point of bleeding. She just screamed and growled, without trying to escape. She dreamed about this, in her wildest and sweetest dreams she saw this sex. Sex with her lover. With the one she had seen in her dreams for many years. But she was in pain. She wanted to receive affection at this moment, she wanted to feel triumph and his love. She was in pain, but she did not run away, because she hoped that when he finished, she would begin.       He roared, so loud that this holy place began to crack. It was the Roar of the Ancestors. A roar caused without reason, without purpose, caused by the will of passion and happiness. He fell off his mistress. All her petals were smeared with blood and sperm. She still felt pain. The breeze disgustingly cooled her already empty and torn between her paws, and only the hot sperm inside her was pleasant. She walked up to him and laid her head on his chest: — And will you continue to meet with Fuli? — Kiara asked seriously. — No, — Kion answered, — I’ll stay with you. I want you every day, in this place. Here. You and me. Both. Together. — Yes, my love, I agree… — Kiara closed her eyes soothingly, enjoying the heartbeat of her boyfriend, “Just one request…” — Mmm? — I want you now. And please, not so fast…       And they continued their sinful work. And somewhere, at the other end of the savannah, a tied Fuli was being dragged by two cheetahs, and she was just crying quietly, hearing notes of lust and debauchery in the distant echo of the Roar.