Those days afterwards, Kyy was a tad sore but proud with himself that he'd managed to accomodate the coach, and he found himself gravitating back towards his office after swim training one afternoon after classes had ended.The cheetah had hung back in the pool as the rest of the team headed off to the showers, with the excuse that he was just going to do some cooldown lengths. Coach Zoop being on vacation for a couple of weeks meant that Ichitro was covering their training, and nodded an okay to the young cat. He knew how long the rest of the team generally took to shower and change, and so he swam lazily across the pool, backstroke and front crawl getting him from one end to the other. Eventually, after floating for a while in a patch of sunlight streaming through the large windows in the sloping roof, he climbed out, letting his fur drip dry before heading towards the lockers.
It was almost silent save for the sound of recently used showerheads dripping, the only kitbag left was the cheetah's. The team had left, and Kyy knew that coach Ichitro would be locking up. Steeling his resolve, he left his gear in the locker room and slipped out the door that lead into the corridor leading to the coaches lounge. Bare paws padded silently on the linoleum floor, damp pawprints trailing behind the cat as he snuck down the corridor in just his speedos. He knew it was risky, but that made him even more excited and determined. Reaching the door, he placed his ear against the light wood and listened, his head just below the line of the frosted glass window. Not a sound reached him through the door, so he carefully opened it and peeped around it. There was no-one in the lounge, but coach Ichitro's door was open, and he could now hear the sound of pen on paper. He snuck further into the room, closing the door silently and padded across the carpet soundlessly.
Drawing himself up straight, he took a deep breath to steel himself, and reached out to knock on the door. "You may as well come in...." came the voice of the bat from inside the room before his paw even got to the door "...I heard you creeping up the corridor, young cat". Kyy's heart sank, he'd completely ignored the fact that Ichitro's hearing was probably the keenest on the school grounds. Clearing his throat with nerves, the nearly-naked cheetah pushed the door open further and stepped inside.
"Well now, if it isn't one of the deliquent duo....." Ichitro teased, the feline blushing beneath his fur "....though you seem to be wearing more than I last saw you in after hours. What can I do you for?" the bat asked. Kyy swallowed nervously, his resolve threatening to crumble before he could say what he wanted to. Ignoring the growing tent in his speedos as he thought back to the last time Ichitro had seen him after hours, he found his voice and blurted out "....I wanna do that again. Y'know.... just you and me this time...."
Ichitro raised an eyebrow, shuffling the paperwork on his desk and looking the young cat over, his gaze lingering ever so slightly longer over his groin where the cat's speedos were seemingly getting rather tight. "You wanna do *that*, eh?" he asked as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "That thing I did to you last time.... where you moaned and yowled and felt oh so tight..." the coach almost purred, smirking as he teased the cat "....you want me to do you again?"
Kyy's eartips were almost pink beneath the white spots on their back, but he nodded almost too eagerly "God, yes coach! I haven't stopped thinking about it since then..... I wanna ride you properly this time....please!" he begged, the young cheetah too worked up and horny at the thought of another go with his coach to not plead. Ichitro grinned and stood up from behind the desk, Kyy's jaw dropping as the bat revealed his lower half was already bare.
"I was wondering how long it would take..." Ichitro said with a grin as he walked around the desk, pushing the door closed and locking it from the inside "...until you came back for more. I saw the looks you were giving me during training when you thought I couldn't see, and when you asked to stay back late, that was when I knew....." Ichitro smirked, pulling off the poncho-like overshirt that he wore to accomodate his wings, tossing it onto a hook near the door, the bat now more naked than the cheetah, Kyy's eyes unable to tear themselves away from the long, flaccid length that hung between his legs as it started to plump and firm up.
"Why don't you get out of those damp speedos, and we'll see just how much of me you can handle *this* time...."
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