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The croc’s pace quickened.\n\n“Hey! Have… a great… day! Woohoo!” The croc shouted. He had yet to slip.\n\n“Oh no, it’s Alco.” A gazelle mused, rearing her neck as water droplets splashed on her white streaked nose. A fawn poked out from under the gazelle’s legs, glancing up at her mother’s wet scowl.\n\n“Momma, was THAT a crocodile?” She asked, attempting to inch closer while her mother’s forelegs held the fawn in place. “Are they all… kinda weird like that?” \n\n“Definitely not, Tabia! They’re dangerous. Stay behind me.”\n\n“Oh okay… Bye Alco.” Tabia waved, grinning with a meek holler. The mother gazelle placed a steady hoof around Tabia’s cheek, leading her eyes towards her own.\n\n“Don’t stare at the weirdo, dear.” The mother gazelle said, a solemn gravel to her voice before showing off a brief smile.\n\nAlco continued onward, sunlight reflecting off his rounded scutes, riddled across his backside. Tingling worries began to dwindle. 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The enormous beast nipped at the reptile before he switched paths in a jiffy. The gazelle shook his head, grinning, soon feeling a nudge by his leg. Tabia met his eyes, plopping down on cool, dry mud.\n\n“You like his tricks?” Bingwa asked, spotting Tabia’s nod. She scratched the mud with one hoof, tracing Alco’s zigzag direction.\n\n“Hmm, he’d sure be happy to hear. Been watching him learn. Dropping by, letting us know the water’s safe. Not sure if he means to do it, either. The bigger ones… You know Tabia, sometimes, it seems like that little guy wishes he were anything but a crocodile.” Bingwa explained, focusing back on Tosha and the herd, yet still noticing Tabia’s earnest gaze. A frown etched on her muzzle.\n\n“Why? Does he got family? Aren’t they like him?” Tabia asked, spotting Alco’s tail as it flickered under the river one last time, before vanishing behind acacia trees. Bingwa remained staring, sitting down on all fours next to the fawn.\n\n“No Tabia, not really…”\n\n—----------------------------------\n\nAlco leapt through the surface for a final landing, unraveling from his midair roll. He landed with a bouncing thud, shaking away the trickling water.\n\nHe twirled, letting his tail drag across, forming an oval of smooth mud. \n\n“Well, that was pretty fun. Sure hope those gazelles didn’t mind the splashing.” Alco thought aloud.\n\n‘You know they did. They kinda, sorta hate you...’ The thought was fleeting but still sent a stinging shiver through the reptile’s head. The croc grunted, shooing away such thoughts. \n\nEyes closed and breathing steady, he swayed and collapsed onto the sandy bed, showing off a glowing belly from the sun’s rays. Once warm and dry, Alco sighed, glancing at his palms as they opened and closed at his command. Sharp claws on each. \n\n“All is well. Swimming went great. And hey, even the float might dig the new tricks.” Alco whispered, noticing the cheery chirps of red bee-eaters, frantically pecking about for a snack next to him. \n\nInhaling the fresh breeze, Alco’s mind drifted to fruit, perhaps a snack of his own before sundown.\n\n“Some mangoes again? Sure, but I don't want to be climbing trees again. Hmm, maybe the baboons could help. They threw me some last time! Right on the face.” Alco beamed, peering over at the river flow. Still as soothing as in the break of dawn.\n\nHe approached the river. Once more, he stared at his reflection, his teeth as large marks of white - between each ripple. “Well, guess hunting’s better. We’re sure good at it. Almost like, it’s all we should do… every day, every night. Watch out for crocs, ahhh, they say…” He mused.\n\n‘You know bud, when talking, usually, someone else should be listening.’\n\nAlco hissed, closing his eyes at such an inner voice, mind soothed by the ongoing breeze. “Agh, I should see if Hodari’s doing anything.” He sighed.\n\nSuddenly, Alco heard a crunch of leaves behind him. He turned his neck as the grass shuffled. The croc grunted, ready to dive back into the river. However, ever the curious explorer, he noticed a most peculiar sight above the tall grass.\n\n‘It couldn’t be…’ He thought.\n\nAlco waddled forward, poking his snout closer to the field. There she appeared: a tall lioness, fur bright as midday sand dunes. Her long tail curled behind.\n\nThe feline’s rounded ears perked up, her head lifting to meet the croc’s gaze.\n\nInstant indicator to flee.\n\nYet, Alco stayed put. The feline’s interest switched over to Alco’s swinging tail, giddy and patting the dry mud with loud thumps. The rest of the croc’s body shook ever slightly, holding back what he believed was joy, pressing and sinking further into the ground. Against the sunlight, the lioness’ presence struck Alco with an unexpected calm.\n\nHis cheeks blushed, giving a wave and trying to smile, hoping not to scare her off.\n\n'She's a lioness, ya dummy, you should be scared of her!’ Alco thought, now standing on his hind legs, attempting to ignore such thoughts and face the lioness at level height. \n\nAt least, an attempt to do so…\nEvery croc warned of lions, how the circle of life needed both apart, a mutual understanding as the dominant predators of the serengeti. Still… Alco faced her, hands aside. Palms open.\n\nWaiting…\n\nHe just could not believe it. The lioness… actually smiled back. \n\nShe swayed her neck to and fro, holding a paw to her muzzle in a giggle and flicking her tail straight up. With a waving paw, she turned around while staring at her onlooker. \n\nBeginning to vanish into the field, she shook her hindlegs with a swaying rhythm. Her tail remained lifted. Looking back, her smile grew wider as Alco’s eyes fluttered, pupils large, quick to face the ground. \n\nIt was common knowledge that crocodiles hid their intimate bits within the body. However, mammals tended to show them off in stride. He had spotted the lioness’ ‘gift’, a pinkish vulva, shiny from the sunlight.\n\n‘It’s rude to stare. It’s rude to stare. Don’t get eaten.’ The croc thought to himself, hunched with both hands on his slender snout. Only until the lioness giggled and the grass rustled did he turn to look again, noticing the feline had gone along her merry way. Only a distinct, potent scent lingered in the air.\n\n“That was… quick. There’s no way the float will let me swim off again, not if they hear about this.’ He thought, recalling their reaction at his young feline friends he had met along his lake home. The croc held a hand to his golden cheek. ‘But that smell… was that… meant for me?’ Alco blushed, smitten and lost in wonder…\n\nIt was almost as if… she had wanted him to follow.\n\nPretty soon, the smol reptile shared his secret with the closest of friends: his tag-a-long buddy, Hodari the gecko, a passing flamingo, and all of his feline companions. Alco nodded his head, listening to all sorts of advice with sparkling eyes and a seated tush.\n\n------------------------\n\"Are you crazy, Alco?! You're a croc, she's a lion.\"\n\n“You have an admirer now? What is it, a gazelle? Those are nice…wait, say again?”\n\n\"Ask her if she feels for ya, dude. Why not?\"\n\n“Have you seen those teeth? Bigger than yours. No way.”\n\n\"Oooooh, a scent you say? Well, want my advice? Find a step ladder, bud.\"\n\n“Try to talk, no, sing to her. Some poetry, maybe. But like… a field across from her.”\n\n“Tell her! It’s a lioness who finds you funny, don’t miss out!”\n\n\"Um, I’m sorry little dude, do I know you?\"\n\n\"Ahh! A crocodile!!!\"\n\n“Sorry Ma’am!” - Alco\n\n—-----------------------\n\nAlco was sure he had given everyone a fair listen. It was soon after that he found himself floating in a pool. Below the water, his body stretched into a surrendered posture, almost as if held by an invisible elephant’s trunk, limbs splayed out. \n\nSurely, one of the tips could help.\n\nHe was at least curious - to meet such a brave lioness. Giggling near any croc was worth boasting about. Even the young princess of Pride Rock had achieved such a feat.\n\n“Ha, my brothers would say… Alco, don’t you get all friendly now, no good comin’ from that. Well, I’m still around. Got great friends, no meal out of me.” He exclaimed, his smile now faint at the memory of his eldest brother. He remembered the night he saved Alco from a rather cannibalistic croc, nearly snapping him up in one gulp. \n\n“Well, they do worry about me too. But all my friends, outside the river, they’re just as kind. I think… things just sort of work out with them around.”\n\nThe crocodile paddled his limbs, almost dancing beneath the water, twirling with the waves closer to shore. Floating. \n\n“Maybe, I’ll get to at least ask for her name. She didn’t even growl, it’s the polite thing to do in return. The crocodile way! Alright, here goes!” With his tongue to side, Alco leapt from the water, splashing down onto the grass.\n\nA nearby toad on a lilypad bounced onto shore alongside him. Alco’s eyes twinkled, picking up the toad with careful palms.\n\n“Oh! Great idea, Tuli! She’ll love it. Shucks, you’ve always had the best ideas. Be back real soon, don’t get eaten!”\n\nThe croc marched forth, tilting his nose to the skies and following the lioness’ trail, guiding him through the wandering winds.\n__________________\n\nAlco followed, a waddle in each step. His body stayed low, focused on the reunion. \n\nLions, successful hunters for generations, alongside fellow crocodiles. For Alco, such animals showed the beauty of the horizon. What lay beyond. How it first drew the crocodile out from the waters, further onto land, speaking with the large cats that prowled into view, even a zebra or two. \n\nHis survival to this point sparked the thrill for adventure. A trait most crocodiles would scoff at, used to a tranquil home, awaiting their meals and shifting into a secure slumber, day after day. \n\nBut Alco took off, learning of jittery spiders and armored pangolins.\n\nAnd now, could it be that a croc… could feel more for such species. The lion. He had already admired their grace among the fields, steady as lurking crocs and powerful in tackles as a reptile’s swinging tail. However, the lioness’ smile, baring teeth and raised whiskers, filled him with a certain ease, a confidence even. \n\nUnder the shade of a buffalo thorn tree, Alco’s thoughts drifted to his float back home. To those who knew of his habits, observing the curious croc as he tripped over hills just to meet his friends. \n\nFurry land dwellers had rushed out of hiding for play, and even shared meals that ended with stories. He had earned the trust of several mammals, enticing the older crocodiles to take advantage of such bonds for easy hunts. Despite this, Alco’s siblings kept away such brutes, protective of their little bro’s fun. \n\nNow, Alco walked out from under trees, basking in the sun. He scoffed, recalling his passing thoughts: how he believed himself a constant threat. His sharp grin, hardened skin, ominous scutes popping from underwater. All qualities he had been slightly ashamed of when meeting fellow neighbors. Key traits of effective killers in the animal kingdom. The roles seemed rehearsed since birth.\n\nHis search continued. For the lioness that had allowed his heart to beat with pride, all by a simple smile. If such a stranger could bestow such a feeling… as he had hoped for in building trust with others… then perhaps he could lead the life he desired.\n\nThe sights of Africa beckoned him on, flourishing with his favorite fauna. Flamingoes leered over lakes for fish while gazelles greeted each other with head rubs. He had resisted waving at a nearby wild dog pack.\n\n“Not the brightest idea.” Alco muttered. The zebra herds had departed from grazing, and he found himself in the middle of a sandy plain, surrounded by thick, green bushes along the wetlands. If one wished to explore, Alco would certainly recommend the river’s trail.\n\nFinally, the scent grew stronger. Fiercer, and even... oddly soothing? Alco raised his neck. \n\nFinally, he had reached it! A nest of vibrant leaves, hidden under enormous, curling tree roots. Alco approached on all fours, slowing his pace out in the clearing. \n\nKeeping his snout to the air, the crocodile elicited a slight croak, bellowing soon into short, melodic beats. He heard a twig snap. It was time, he supposed.\n\n\"Um…hey. I-I'm Alco. We met at Mishani River.\" Alco called out. He listened to a rumble behind the tree. Surely, he had her attention. He breathed in, keeping any reasonable fear at bay, all for his next words. \n\n\"So, um, I thought you were pretty amazing, I was kinda happy you stopped by, a-and wanted to give you my name. Yup, Alco. Do you have a name?” Alco finished, fidgeting once more with his claws to cheeks. \n\n‘Of course she has a name, doofus, everyone’s got…’\n\n‘Hey…’ Alco’s eyes widened at the sudden thought. Silence, then again...\n\n‘Whatever happens, it’ll be alright. You’ll be okay.’ The second thought spliced through the first. \n\nAlco looked ahead with a new twinkle in his eyes. He stood on both hindlegs, facing the lioness trotting forth from behind the tree trunk, emerging with the same smile upon her muzzle. Alco focused and looked in awe at her gleaming green pupils. Enchanting, to say the least. He smiled, a brave, genuine grin from cheek to cheek. \n\nIn return, the lioness chuckled, seeing the bobbing body of the crocodile, standing with a straightened neck, and not a trace of shivers. She leaned in to sniff, noticing Alco tilt his head sideways. The scent was most enticing to the croc now, keeping him startled and unflinching to the feline’s advances.\n\n\"I was hoping you would come. Didn’t want other lions to poke around, hehe. Neat spot, huh? You’ve got… quite the sounds, and your swimming’s nice, um, Alco was it?” The lioness asked, tilting her head right back.\n\nAlco nodded, ever so gently.\n\n“Heh heh, my name… is Maya.\" The lioness fluttered her eyelids, easing away the last traces of doubt from Alco's noggin'. He chuckled, bashful in his shrug as both became locked in a tender gaze. \n\n\"Uh, yeah. Thanks. Not many tell me that. Uh, you’re the first.\" Alco said in jest. He cleared his throat. “I actually brought you a little something from home.” Camouflaged behind his back, Alco lifted a lone lilypad with the tip of his tail, turning his body with sturdy steps. He raised it by his side towards Maya. \n\nShe gasped, leaning back with a paw to muzzle. The tail stretched to its limit, with Alco wincing as he let the lilypad slip onto her paw. No claws out, just yet.\n\n‘Phew’ He sighed.\n\n\"Ha ha, I didn’t know you could do that. Oh, it’s lovely.” Maya said, caressing the dry pad with her other paw, then crouching her neck to slide it onto her head.\n\n“There, don’t need to look for trees now that I can take the shade with me, whatcha think?” Maya asked, lifting her head with a poised shift in her stance. Alco wheezed, sprouting out uneven laughter. Like a zebra bark.\n“Yeah! Great idea. Heh heh!” Alco exclaimed, lifting himself off the ground with his tail and legs on tiptoes. He did not expect Maya to give him a peck of a kiss onto his snout, dissolving Alco’s thoughts at the passing of soft wind. His eyelids shut and opened, revealing new, enlarged pupils, sparkling as the world dissipated into a blurry mirage. \n\nEchoing, Maya’s voice rang through his mind at last.\n\n“Oh my, sorry about that.” Maya chuckled, her eyes then wide in shock. “Oh, ahem, that for me?\" Maya backed away with a graceful head bob, eyelids lowered. Still dazed, Alco processed her words, noticing the lioness slowly licking her lips. He glanced below, spotting his erect member poking forth.\n\n\"AH!\" Alco cried, collapsing onto the ground with a thud, belly up. Maya stumbled back, rushing to nudge the crocodile up onto his feet, cautious of his ‘gift’ still poking to the sky.\n\n“Whoa there!” Maya exclaimed, seeing Alco shake his head. “You alright?”\n\n“Y-yeah, that was embarrassing. Sorry.” Alco said, turning away from Maya. She only gave a hearty laugh, shaking her head.\n\n“No need, Alco. It’s… impressive. Say, do you know why I was passing by the river?” Maya asked. Alco picked himself up, standing back on his hind legs, tail patting the ground with curled smacks. \n\nHe shrugged.\n\n“I was hiding from my pride. Did you notice it… my scent?” Maya began, seeing Alco nod. “Well, I heard you swim. I’ve never seen anything like it. I didn’t mean to intrude on your performance but, I got to wondering, if crocs, ahem, might be interested in…”\n\n“You mean if I like-liked you? Well, yeah Maya. I do feel something. Not sure what yet, but you weren’t afraid at all when you saw me. Lots of animals keep away. Good reason I admit, but… to me, if you share a laugh, our hearts give their thanks.” Alco explained, a sheepish smile on snout, holding a hand to chest. \n\n“I’m glad to have finally met you, Maya.” Alco finished, facing her with a wide, toothy grin. Maya smiled right back again, her ears wide as they stared.\n\n—---------------------------------------------------------------\n\nAlco and Maya continued to meet by the same tree. Whether to talk of favorite seasons or practicing a swimming session, both shared their stories from the savanna. \n\nAlco had proved himself clumsy as ever in his attempts to teach Maya, but the lioness just chuckled with each stumble. What started as a mere paw dip into the river, soon led to deep diving, with Alco guiding the lioness beneath, Maya’s paws holding the crocodile’s sides. Together as one - lap after lap.\n\nMaya, no longer quite as heated and with itching as before, had relaxed and even become rowdy with the crocodile, splashing his back and nuzzling his forehead as they arrived back to shore. The two could not help it, their meetings grew closer. Alco could not recall a more exhilarating time.\n\nThe day arrived when Maya’s scent grew most intense, so much that it awoke a powerful desire, innate and cherished by both animals. They looked onto one another, studying their composure. Not a word.\n\nAlco’s heart beat with stride, building up the bravery. To ask.\n\n“Maya. I feel it too. But…you sure about this?” Alco asked, turning to Maya’s speckled, green eyes. She lowered her head, prowling towards the crocodile. Her growls were brief, yet intimidating. Alco’s muscles tensed, feeling a jolt run down his back to flee.\n\n“You want this too, silly. Ever since that tail of yours gave it away.” Maya smirked, inhaling the air in between and nestling her muzzle at Alco’s chest. The crocodile gasped, letting himself lead.\n\nAlco nuzzled the lioness’ neck beneath his maw, with Maya rubbing her forehead at his chest. The two closed their eyes, allowing their embrace between scale and fur. The instinct of grasping onto prey ceasing with each gasp. Two predators, with lives apart between water and land, now grasping for each other, to huddle as one.\n\n“Come here.” Maya kissed Alco’s cheeks, slightly nipping each. The crocodile purred, letting his body give in to its pent desires at last. He rubbed against the lioness’ shoulders, feeling the inevitable poke through from below. Maya chuckled, for at last she had him.\n\nMaya nuzzled Alco’s snout as she stood up, turning over and raising her tail. He glanced over and breathed in shallow bursts, shrugging back at the sight. The lioness’ hindquarters swayed as the day both met, pushing to and fro near the crocodile’s snout.\n\n“Alco, now…” She whispered. He walked forward, curling through her legs until facing her throbbing gift. He was no lion, but if Maya trusted he could, then so shall he believe. \n\nSheer determination propelled his tail forward, the croc latching onto Maya’s rump and sliding into place. He climbed as he did once hatched, into the jaws of his parents, onto a tree fleeing from a snake, upon his first shore to bask in its splendor. With Maya in their first water leap.\n\nAlco hugged the lioness’ back, careful to not scratch her fur, easing himself forward with a final, triumphant leap. He grunted, breathing shallow and strained. His hips wiggled as he met eyes with Maya, her smile wide and eyes half-lidded. She nodded with a bite to her dark lower lip. Alco grinned, showing off his own small teeth.\n\nAshamed… no longer.\n\nMaya continued to nod, begging and shaking her body in anticipation. Alco held on tight as she moved, keeping his arms to the lioness’ sides, thrusting forward and parting her gleaming lips beneath. The sensations overwhelmed both, with Maya tightening her grip onto the crocodile’s member. Alco cried out, sudden tears flowing from his eyes. Like a heavenly dream long forgotten and found again. \n\nHe continued, letting his body meet the rhythm of Maya’s movements. He could bear no longer, a pride growing with realization: Alco was Maya’s to choose.\n\nAlco held on, giving in further to his repressed desires. The longing for another cheery soul that set his inner romantic free. He wished to stay forever, caressing the lioness’ back, sating all of her needs. His smooth skin began to slap against her soft fur. \n\n“Y-yes Alco, like that!” Maya exclaimed, growling and attempting to tug at the croc with a reared head. Encouraged, Alco proceeded to push, his member sinking further. \n\nOut and in, then again. \n\nThe appendage swelled, filling Maya as she beckoned, her tail beside Alco quivering with pleasure as the croc throbbed for release, sliding. Spurts of fluid drove both into a rapid pace. The warmth sent mighty shivers through Alco’s limbs, tugging at Maya as she grinded her hips back. Her body remained standing, jutting back and pushing her lover deeper. \n\nAfter Alco picked up the pace, her own climax began to build.\n\n“S-so…close….” Maya gasped, emitting a loud moan. Her entire body shook now. Alco followed suit, moaning himself as he felt his pelvis empower his hips into a wild, rapid pace. He thrust without pause, gritting his teeth until he looked at Maya, showing off an elated smile. The lioness’ maw spread into a wide grin, revealing a panting tongue. Alco’s jaws opened, surrendering to all pleasures. \n\nSuddenly, Maya roared, the tingles of her approaching orgasm sweeping through. Alco followed, snout pressed atop her back while joining her, letting out a low growl and pushing forth. \n\nHe released his hot seed into Maya’s awaiting flower. Alco yelled, feeling drained in pumps by her heated climax. The croc’s frantic thrusts collided with the lioness’ backside, all with surprising ferocity. Maya growled and crouched, raising her rump high, allowing Alco to finish for both of them with ease. The remaining trickles of spunk flowed below as he finally collapsed. \n\nThe two gasped and leaned against each other’s bodies. Alco tense with gritted teeth as he slipped out. A stinging sensation shook through him, noting a final ejaculation, which Maya acknowledged with a quiet growl. \n\nSliding off Maya’s back, he graced the ground with a resounding ‘Plop’, as the lioness lowered her hindquarters, meeting the grass with her lover and rolling over, letting the seed sink within and basking in the sun’s radiant light. \n\nAlco breathed, the tension ceasing and a newfound gratitude emerging to mind. The crocodile turned to Maya, eyes closed. Her chest rising and falling with short breaths. It was the most beautiful sight the reptile had seen.\n\nHe grunted, lifting himself and walking over to her, soon wrapping his tail in a protective cover around her side. Resting his head against her own. \n\nDazed, he glanced once at the shiny river, the tree’s swaying leaves reassuring of their reunion. Alco grinned, taking in the new tranquil scent of the couple’s afterglow. Maya giggled next to his cheek, the vibrations causing the croc to hum. She reached forward with a paw to his head, gaining his immediate attention. \n\n“Alco… you did so well. My croco’s a natural.” Maya whispered, teasing with nose press to his snout. He blushed, taken aback at her words. He nuzzled the lioness’ forehead, still panting.\n\n“Yeah, didn’t fall over for once.” Both shared a laugh, soon dozing off into the evening’s shade.\n\n‘I’ve got pointy teeth, a long tail, and sharp claws. A heart. I’m a croc, but also… I’m me.’ Alco thought, glancing at Maya’s soft breathing and smile. ‘And pretty good at it too.’ Soon, both drifted into sleep.\n",
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Mishani River.
A popular chunk of the savanna, beloved by herds for pleasant views: plenty of flowering trees, wide open plains and dry mud holes for bird watching. The animals tended to visit in droves during the day, lying about on patches of cushioned grass after a drink.
On one sunny day, a small and beige crocodile sat by the river’s Eastern banks. Normally, the croc would join his larger brothers on their fishing hunts, but today he had strayed closer to the herds, resting near their favorite grazing grounds.
He scanned the waters, left to right. Rearing his head, he pressed his palms onto the sand, lifting his body and skedaddling towards the river. He snickered, feeling the prickly reeds pass under his belly.
“Just like last time,” He whispered, “A little dance.” Glancing at the birds above, he sunk into the depths, diving low by his long tail’s wiggle.
Blip, bloop, blip, bloop.
Fish swam clear of his path. His arms swinging. Not as weary of the dark since hatchling days, the grown croc slowed through the underwater aura, steadying his shimmy. His lonesome memories returned, squinting at murkier waters ahead. However, he recalled his friend Hodari’s words:
“For a gecko, there’s lots to panic about. But I won’t give in. It’s the crocodile way!”
The small croc tucked in his arms and legs to both sides, a new determination narrowing his sights. Suddenly, he launched himself towards the surface, leaping high into the air with the widest smile he could manage.
His limbs stretched out, shouting: “Yippee!” He straightened his body again in mid-air, curling back into the waters. The crocodile began his route, guiding his narrow body across the river. Soon, he greeted the surrounding animals.
A beautiful day.
The younger ones glanced up, smiling at the bounding reptile. They stared, frozen in place as the adults wandered back in surprise.
Dive, leap, dive, leap! The croc’s pace quickened.
“Hey! Have… a great… day! Woohoo!” The croc shouted. He had yet to slip.
“Oh no, it’s Alco.” A gazelle mused, rearing her neck as water droplets splashed on her white streaked nose. A fawn poked out from under the gazelle’s legs, glancing up at her mother’s wet scowl.
“Momma, was THAT a crocodile?” She asked, attempting to inch closer while her mother’s forelegs held the fawn in place. “Are they all… kinda weird like that?”
“Definitely not, Tabia! They’re dangerous. Stay behind me.”
“Oh okay… Bye Alco.” Tabia waved, grinning with a meek holler. The mother gazelle placed a steady hoof around Tabia’s cheek, leading her eyes towards her own.
“Don’t stare at the weirdo, dear.” The mother gazelle said, a solemn gravel to her voice before showing off a brief smile.
Alco continued onward, sunlight reflecting off his rounded scutes, riddled across his backside. Tingling worries began to dwindle. Instead, he merely enjoyed the cool breeze and waves.
‘Now, just like you practiced. Gecko Wave…heh.’ Alco mused, flipping his body at a sharp turn, launching back towards the Eastern shore. He emerged to the surface again, his tail whipping behind a froth of frantic waves.
Gaining momentum, Alco steadied his pace. This time, he began twirling and posing with each leap.
“Cross Arms!”
“Tail Grab!”
“Bug Flight!” Alco shouted, flapping his limbs before falling into the waves.
The animals made sure to step back this time, all except for one particular gazelle mother, attempting to nudge her excited fawn to drier land.
SPLASH!
“Oof… uh… so…rry!” Alco called out, catching sight of the gazelle herd. Tabia giggled, but grew quiet once the other adults gathered. A dark furred, male gazelle chuckled, attempting to pat the female’s shoulder with a gentle nose.
“Relax Tosha… heh, look at him go. You okay?” He asked, halting beside Tosha, who showed off a stern frown. She sighed, shaking her fur.
“Yes. I’m fine, Bingwa.”
“Think he’s just havin’ fun again. Probably not eatin’ anyone here either.” One gazelle claimed, walking past the two towards the herd. Most tiptoed over new puddles.
“Yeah, the little dude’s getting better at swimming. Didn’t crash by the rocks or roll into Tuli this time.” Bingwa pointed out.
“HEY! I heard that.” A voice shouted.
“Your chipped antler looks good, Tuli. No one’s judging ya.” Bingwa said, as Tosha kept her sights to the Eastern shores.
“Well, he’s still a crocodile. One out of a hundred. The less they’re around, the better.” Tosha declared, facing her daughter. “You remember that, Tabia. Okay? Stay clear of the waters until I say it’s safe. Promise?”
“Yes mom.” Tabia said. Tosha smiled, nuzzling the fawn and nodding to Bingwa. He returned the gesture.
Bingwa turned to Alco, now waving at a grouchy hippo in the far off distance. The enormous beast nipped at the reptile before he switched paths in a jiffy. The gazelle shook his head, grinning, soon feeling a nudge by his leg. Tabia met his eyes, plopping down on cool, dry mud.
“You like his tricks?” Bingwa asked, spotting Tabia’s nod. She scratched the mud with one hoof, tracing Alco’s zigzag direction.
“Hmm, he’d sure be happy to hear. Been watching him learn. Dropping by, letting us know the water’s safe. Not sure if he means to do it, either. The bigger ones… You know Tabia, sometimes, it seems like that little guy wishes he were anything but a crocodile.” Bingwa explained, focusing back on Tosha and the herd, yet still noticing Tabia’s earnest gaze. A frown etched on her muzzle.
“Why? Does he got family? Aren’t they like him?” Tabia asked, spotting Alco’s tail as it flickered under the river one last time, before vanishing behind acacia trees. Bingwa remained staring, sitting down on all fours next to the fawn.
“No Tabia, not really…”
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Alco leapt through the surface for a final landing, unraveling from his midair roll. He landed with a bouncing thud, shaking away the trickling water.
He twirled, letting his tail drag across, forming an oval of smooth mud.
“Well, that was pretty fun. Sure hope those gazelles didn’t mind the splashing.” Alco thought aloud.
‘You know they did. They kinda, sorta hate you...’ The thought was fleeting but still sent a stinging shiver through the reptile’s head. The croc grunted, shooing away such thoughts.
Eyes closed and breathing steady, he swayed and collapsed onto the sandy bed, showing off a glowing belly from the sun’s rays. Once warm and dry, Alco sighed, glancing at his palms as they opened and closed at his command. Sharp claws on each.
“All is well. Swimming went great. And hey, even the float might dig the new tricks.” Alco whispered, noticing the cheery chirps of red bee-eaters, frantically pecking about for a snack next to him.
Inhaling the fresh breeze, Alco’s mind drifted to fruit, perhaps a snack of his own before sundown.
“Some mangoes again? Sure, but I don't want to be climbing trees again. Hmm, maybe the baboons could help. They threw me some last time! Right on the face.” Alco beamed, peering over at the river flow. Still as soothing as in the break of dawn.
He approached the river. Once more, he stared at his reflection, his teeth as large marks of white - between each ripple. “Well, guess hunting’s better. We’re sure good at it. Almost like, it’s all we should do… every day, every night. Watch out for crocs, ahhh, they say…” He mused.
‘You know bud, when talking, usually, someone else should be listening.’
Alco hissed, closing his eyes at such an inner voice, mind soothed by the ongoing breeze. “Agh, I should see if Hodari’s doing anything.” He sighed.
Suddenly, Alco heard a crunch of leaves behind him. He turned his neck as the grass shuffled. The croc grunted, ready to dive back into the river. However, ever the curious explorer, he noticed a most peculiar sight above the tall grass.
‘It couldn’t be…’ He thought.
Alco waddled forward, poking his snout closer to the field. There she appeared: a tall lioness, fur bright as midday sand dunes. Her long tail curled behind.
The feline’s rounded ears perked up, her head lifting to meet the croc’s gaze.
Instant indicator to flee.
Yet, Alco stayed put. The feline’s interest switched over to Alco’s swinging tail, giddy and patting the dry mud with loud thumps. The rest of the croc’s body shook ever slightly, holding back what he believed was joy, pressing and sinking further into the ground. Against the sunlight, the lioness’ presence struck Alco with an unexpected calm.
His cheeks blushed, giving a wave and trying to smile, hoping not to scare her off.
'She's a lioness, ya dummy, you should be scared of her!’ Alco thought, now standing on his hind legs, attempting to ignore such thoughts and face the lioness at level height.
At least, an attempt to do so…
Every croc warned of lions, how the circle of life needed both apart, a mutual understanding as the dominant predators of the serengeti. Still… Alco faced her, hands aside. Palms open.
Waiting…
He just could not believe it. The lioness… actually smiled back.
She swayed her neck to and fro, holding a paw to her muzzle in a giggle and flicking her tail straight up. With a waving paw, she turned around while staring at her onlooker.
Beginning to vanish into the field, she shook her hindlegs with a swaying rhythm. Her tail remained lifted. Looking back, her smile grew wider as Alco’s eyes fluttered, pupils large, quick to face the ground.
It was common knowledge that crocodiles hid their intimate bits within the body. However, mammals tended to show them off in stride. He had spotted the lioness’ ‘gift’, a pinkish vulva, shiny from the sunlight.
‘It’s rude to stare. It’s rude to stare. Don’t get eaten.’ The croc thought to himself, hunched with both hands on his slender snout. Only until the lioness giggled and the grass rustled did he turn to look again, noticing the feline had gone along her merry way. Only a distinct, potent scent lingered in the air.
“That was… quick. There’s no way the float will let me swim off again, not if they hear about this.’ He thought, recalling their reaction at his young feline friends he had met along his lake home. The croc held a hand to his golden cheek. ‘But that smell… was that… meant for me?’ Alco blushed, smitten and lost in wonder…
It was almost as if… she had wanted him to follow.
Pretty soon, the smol reptile shared his secret with the closest of friends: his tag-a-long buddy, Hodari the gecko, a passing flamingo, and all of his feline companions. Alco nodded his head, listening to all sorts of advice with sparkling eyes and a seated tush.
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"Are you crazy, Alco?! You're a croc, she's a lion."
“You have an admirer now? What is it, a gazelle? Those are nice…wait, say again?”
"Ask her if she feels for ya, dude. Why not?"
“Have you seen those teeth? Bigger than yours. No way.”
"Oooooh, a scent you say? Well, want my advice? Find a step ladder, bud."
“Try to talk, no, sing to her. Some poetry, maybe. But like… a field across from her.”
“Tell her! It’s a lioness who finds you funny, don’t miss out!”
"Um, I’m sorry little dude, do I know you?"
"Ahh! A crocodile!!!"
“Sorry Ma’am!” - Alco
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Alco was sure he had given everyone a fair listen. It was soon after that he found himself floating in a pool. Below the water, his body stretched into a surrendered posture, almost as if held by an invisible elephant’s trunk, limbs splayed out.
Surely, one of the tips could help.
He was at least curious - to meet such a brave lioness. Giggling near any croc was worth boasting about. Even the young princess of Pride Rock had achieved such a feat.
“Ha, my brothers would say… Alco, don’t you get all friendly now, no good comin’ from that. Well, I’m still around. Got great friends, no meal out of me.” He exclaimed, his smile now faint at the memory of his eldest brother. He remembered the night he saved Alco from a rather cannibalistic croc, nearly snapping him up in one gulp.
“Well, they do worry about me too. But all my friends, outside the river, they’re just as kind. I think… things just sort of work out with them around.”
The crocodile paddled his limbs, almost dancing beneath the water, twirling with the waves closer to shore. Floating.
“Maybe, I’ll get to at least ask for her name. She didn’t even growl, it’s the polite thing to do in return. The crocodile way! Alright, here goes!” With his tongue to side, Alco leapt from the water, splashing down onto the grass.
A nearby toad on a lilypad bounced onto shore alongside him. Alco’s eyes twinkled, picking up the toad with careful palms.
“Oh! Great idea, Tuli! She’ll love it. Shucks, you’ve always had the best ideas. Be back real soon, don’t get eaten!”
The croc marched forth, tilting his nose to the skies and following the lioness’ trail, guiding him through the wandering winds.
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Alco followed, a waddle in each step. His body stayed low, focused on the reunion.
Lions, successful hunters for generations, alongside fellow crocodiles. For Alco, such animals showed the beauty of the horizon. What lay beyond. How it first drew the crocodile out from the waters, further onto land, speaking with the large cats that prowled into view, even a zebra or two.
His survival to this point sparked the thrill for adventure. A trait most crocodiles would scoff at, used to a tranquil home, awaiting their meals and shifting into a secure slumber, day after day.
But Alco took off, learning of jittery spiders and armored pangolins.
And now, could it be that a croc… could feel more for such species. The lion. He had already admired their grace among the fields, steady as lurking crocs and powerful in tackles as a reptile’s swinging tail. However, the lioness’ smile, baring teeth and raised whiskers, filled him with a certain ease, a confidence even.
Under the shade of a buffalo thorn tree, Alco’s thoughts drifted to his float back home. To those who knew of his habits, observing the curious croc as he tripped over hills just to meet his friends.
Furry land dwellers had rushed out of hiding for play, and even shared meals that ended with stories. He had earned the trust of several mammals, enticing the older crocodiles to take advantage of such bonds for easy hunts. Despite this, Alco’s siblings kept away such brutes, protective of their little bro’s fun.
Now, Alco walked out from under trees, basking in the sun. He scoffed, recalling his passing thoughts: how he believed himself a constant threat. His sharp grin, hardened skin, ominous scutes popping from underwater. All qualities he had been slightly ashamed of when meeting fellow neighbors. Key traits of effective killers in the animal kingdom. The roles seemed rehearsed since birth.
His search continued. For the lioness that had allowed his heart to beat with pride, all by a simple smile. If such a stranger could bestow such a feeling… as he had hoped for in building trust with others… then perhaps he could lead the life he desired.
The sights of Africa beckoned him on, flourishing with his favorite fauna. Flamingoes leered over lakes for fish while gazelles greeted each other with head rubs. He had resisted waving at a nearby wild dog pack.
“Not the brightest idea.” Alco muttered. The zebra herds had departed from grazing, and he found himself in the middle of a sandy plain, surrounded by thick, green bushes along the wetlands. If one wished to explore, Alco would certainly recommend the river’s trail.
Finally, the scent grew stronger. Fiercer, and even... oddly soothing? Alco raised his neck.
Finally, he had reached it! A nest of vibrant leaves, hidden under enormous, curling tree roots. Alco approached on all fours, slowing his pace out in the clearing.
Keeping his snout to the air, the crocodile elicited a slight croak, bellowing soon into short, melodic beats. He heard a twig snap. It was time, he supposed.
"Um…hey. I-I'm Alco. We met at Mishani River." Alco called out. He listened to a rumble behind the tree. Surely, he had her attention. He breathed in, keeping any reasonable fear at bay, all for his next words.
"So, um, I thought you were pretty amazing, I was kinda happy you stopped by, a-and wanted to give you my name. Yup, Alco. Do you have a name?” Alco finished, fidgeting once more with his claws to cheeks.
‘Of course she has a name, doofus, everyone’s got…’
‘Hey…’ Alco’s eyes widened at the sudden thought. Silence, then again...
‘Whatever happens, it’ll be alright. You’ll be okay.’ The second thought spliced through the first.
Alco looked ahead with a new twinkle in his eyes. He stood on both hindlegs, facing the lioness trotting forth from behind the tree trunk, emerging with the same smile upon her muzzle. Alco focused and looked in awe at her gleaming green pupils. Enchanting, to say the least. He smiled, a brave, genuine grin from cheek to cheek.
In return, the lioness chuckled, seeing the bobbing body of the crocodile, standing with a straightened neck, and not a trace of shivers. She leaned in to sniff, noticing Alco tilt his head sideways. The scent was most enticing to the croc now, keeping him startled and unflinching to the feline’s advances.
"I was hoping you would come. Didn’t want other lions to poke around, hehe. Neat spot, huh? You’ve got… quite the sounds, and your swimming’s nice, um, Alco was it?” The lioness asked, tilting her head right back.
Alco nodded, ever so gently.
“Heh heh, my name… is Maya." The lioness fluttered her eyelids, easing away the last traces of doubt from Alco's noggin'. He chuckled, bashful in his shrug as both became locked in a tender gaze.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks. Not many tell me that. Uh, you’re the first." Alco said in jest. He cleared his throat. “I actually brought you a little something from home.” Camouflaged behind his back, Alco lifted a lone lilypad with the tip of his tail, turning his body with sturdy steps. He raised it by his side towards Maya.
She gasped, leaning back with a paw to muzzle. The tail stretched to its limit, with Alco wincing as he let the lilypad slip onto her paw. No claws out, just yet.
‘Phew’ He sighed.
"Ha ha, I didn’t know you could do that. Oh, it’s lovely.” Maya said, caressing the dry pad with her other paw, then crouching her neck to slide it onto her head.
“There, don’t need to look for trees now that I can take the shade with me, whatcha think?” Maya asked, lifting her head with a poised shift in her stance. Alco wheezed, sprouting out uneven laughter. Like a zebra bark.
“Yeah! Great idea. Heh heh!” Alco exclaimed, lifting himself off the ground with his tail and legs on tiptoes. He did not expect Maya to give him a peck of a kiss onto his snout, dissolving Alco’s thoughts at the passing of soft wind. His eyelids shut and opened, revealing new, enlarged pupils, sparkling as the world dissipated into a blurry mirage.
Echoing, Maya’s voice rang through his mind at last.
“Oh my, sorry about that.” Maya chuckled, her eyes then wide in shock. “Oh, ahem, that for me?" Maya backed away with a graceful head bob, eyelids lowered. Still dazed, Alco processed her words, noticing the lioness slowly licking her lips. He glanced below, spotting his erect member poking forth.
"AH!" Alco cried, collapsing onto the ground with a thud, belly up. Maya stumbled back, rushing to nudge the crocodile up onto his feet, cautious of his ‘gift’ still poking to the sky.
“Whoa there!” Maya exclaimed, seeing Alco shake his head. “You alright?”
“Y-yeah, that was embarrassing. Sorry.” Alco said, turning away from Maya. She only gave a hearty laugh, shaking her head.
“No need, Alco. It’s… impressive. Say, do you know why I was passing by the river?” Maya asked. Alco picked himself up, standing back on his hind legs, tail patting the ground with curled smacks.
He shrugged.
“I was hiding from my pride. Did you notice it… my scent?” Maya began, seeing Alco nod. “Well, I heard you swim. I’ve never seen anything like it. I didn’t mean to intrude on your performance but, I got to wondering, if crocs, ahem, might be interested in…”
“You mean if I like-liked you? Well, yeah Maya. I do feel something. Not sure what yet, but you weren’t afraid at all when you saw me. Lots of animals keep away. Good reason I admit, but… to me, if you share a laugh, our hearts give their thanks.” Alco explained, a sheepish smile on snout, holding a hand to chest.
“I’m glad to have finally met you, Maya.” Alco finished, facing her with a wide, toothy grin. Maya smiled right back again, her ears wide as they stared.
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Alco and Maya continued to meet by the same tree. Whether to talk of favorite seasons or practicing a swimming session, both shared their stories from the savanna.
Alco had proved himself clumsy as ever in his attempts to teach Maya, but the lioness just chuckled with each stumble. What started as a mere paw dip into the river, soon led to deep diving, with Alco guiding the lioness beneath, Maya’s paws holding the crocodile’s sides. Together as one - lap after lap.
Maya, no longer quite as heated and with itching as before, had relaxed and even become rowdy with the crocodile, splashing his back and nuzzling his forehead as they arrived back to shore. The two could not help it, their meetings grew closer. Alco could not recall a more exhilarating time.
The day arrived when Maya’s scent grew most intense, so much that it awoke a powerful desire, innate and cherished by both animals. They looked onto one another, studying their composure. Not a word.
Alco’s heart beat with stride, building up the bravery. To ask.
“Maya. I feel it too. But…you sure about this?” Alco asked, turning to Maya’s speckled, green eyes. She lowered her head, prowling towards the crocodile. Her growls were brief, yet intimidating. Alco’s muscles tensed, feeling a jolt run down his back to flee.
“You want this too, silly. Ever since that tail of yours gave it away.” Maya smirked, inhaling the air in between and nestling her muzzle at Alco’s chest. The crocodile gasped, letting himself lead.
Alco nuzzled the lioness’ neck beneath his maw, with Maya rubbing her forehead at his chest. The two closed their eyes, allowing their embrace between scale and fur. The instinct of grasping onto prey ceasing with each gasp. Two predators, with lives apart between water and land, now grasping for each other, to huddle as one.
“Come here.” Maya kissed Alco’s cheeks, slightly nipping each. The crocodile purred, letting his body give in to its pent desires at last. He rubbed against the lioness’ shoulders, feeling the inevitable poke through from below. Maya chuckled, for at last she had him.
Maya nuzzled Alco’s snout as she stood up, turning over and raising her tail. He glanced over and breathed in shallow bursts, shrugging back at the sight. The lioness’ hindquarters swayed as the day both met, pushing to and fro near the crocodile’s snout.
“Alco, now…” She whispered. He walked forward, curling through her legs until facing her throbbing gift. He was no lion, but if Maya trusted he could, then so shall he believe.
Sheer determination propelled his tail forward, the croc latching onto Maya’s rump and sliding into place. He climbed as he did once hatched, into the jaws of his parents, onto a tree fleeing from a snake, upon his first shore to bask in its splendor. With Maya in their first water leap.
Alco hugged the lioness’ back, careful to not scratch her fur, easing himself forward with a final, triumphant leap. He grunted, breathing shallow and strained. His hips wiggled as he met eyes with Maya, her smile wide and eyes half-lidded. She nodded with a bite to her dark lower lip. Alco grinned, showing off his own small teeth.
Ashamed… no longer.
Maya continued to nod, begging and shaking her body in anticipation. Alco held on tight as she moved, keeping his arms to the lioness’ sides, thrusting forward and parting her gleaming lips beneath. The sensations overwhelmed both, with Maya tightening her grip onto the crocodile’s member. Alco cried out, sudden tears flowing from his eyes. Like a heavenly dream long forgotten and found again.
He continued, letting his body meet the rhythm of Maya’s movements. He could bear no longer, a pride growing with realization: Alco was Maya’s to choose.
Alco held on, giving in further to his repressed desires. The longing for another cheery soul that set his inner romantic free. He wished to stay forever, caressing the lioness’ back, sating all of her needs. His smooth skin began to slap against her soft fur.
“Y-yes Alco, like that!” Maya exclaimed, growling and attempting to tug at the croc with a reared head. Encouraged, Alco proceeded to push, his member sinking further.
Out and in, then again.
The appendage swelled, filling Maya as she beckoned, her tail beside Alco quivering with pleasure as the croc throbbed for release, sliding. Spurts of fluid drove both into a rapid pace. The warmth sent mighty shivers through Alco’s limbs, tugging at Maya as she grinded her hips back. Her body remained standing, jutting back and pushing her lover deeper.
After Alco picked up the pace, her own climax began to build.
“S-so…close….” Maya gasped, emitting a loud moan. Her entire body shook now. Alco followed suit, moaning himself as he felt his pelvis empower his hips into a wild, rapid pace. He thrust without pause, gritting his teeth until he looked at Maya, showing off an elated smile. The lioness’ maw spread into a wide grin, revealing a panting tongue. Alco’s jaws opened, surrendering to all pleasures.
Suddenly, Maya roared, the tingles of her approaching orgasm sweeping through. Alco followed, snout pressed atop her back while joining her, letting out a low growl and pushing forth.
He released his hot seed into Maya’s awaiting flower. Alco yelled, feeling drained in pumps by her heated climax. The croc’s frantic thrusts collided with the lioness’ backside, all with surprising ferocity. Maya growled and crouched, raising her rump high, allowing Alco to finish for both of them with ease. The remaining trickles of spunk flowed below as he finally collapsed.
The two gasped and leaned against each other’s bodies. Alco tense with gritted teeth as he slipped out. A stinging sensation shook through him, noting a final ejaculation, which Maya acknowledged with a quiet growl.
Sliding off Maya’s back, he graced the ground with a resounding ‘Plop’, as the lioness lowered her hindquarters, meeting the grass with her lover and rolling over, letting the seed sink within and basking in the sun’s radiant light.
Alco breathed, the tension ceasing and a newfound gratitude emerging to mind. The crocodile turned to Maya, eyes closed. Her chest rising and falling with short breaths. It was the most beautiful sight the reptile had seen.
He grunted, lifting himself and walking over to her, soon wrapping his tail in a protective cover around her side. Resting his head against her own.
Dazed, he glanced once at the shiny river, the tree’s swaying leaves reassuring of their reunion. Alco grinned, taking in the new tranquil scent of the couple’s afterglow. Maya giggled next to his cheek, the vibrations causing the croc to hum. She reached forward with a paw to his head, gaining his immediate attention.
“Alco… you did so well. My croco’s a natural.” Maya whispered, teasing with nose press to his snout. He blushed, taken aback at her words. He nuzzled the lioness’ forehead, still panting.
“Yeah, didn’t fall over for once.” Both shared a laugh, soon dozing off into the evening’s shade.
‘I’ve got pointy teeth, a long tail, and sharp claws. A heart. I’m a croc, but also… I’m me.’ Alco thought, glancing at Maya’s soft breathing and smile. ‘And pretty good at it too.’ Soon, both drifted into sleep.
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