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This might just be part one... Who knows! We'll see what you all think... A continuation can always be added to the voting for what I work on during the stream! ^.^", "writing": "“So…. Do you wanna talk about it?”\n\n“Talk about what?” Kiara countered. It was a ridiculous statement, sitting as she was with her rump pressed awkwardly to the stones beneath them, her legs straight out in front.\n\nKion grimaced, making the inadequacy of that explanation clear, and Kiara groaned. She lifted her front paws to cover her eyes and, after a moment, lost her balance and let herself topple onto her side.\n\n“Oh Kings, what am I going to do?”, she whimpered, pulling down the lower lids of her eyes dramatically. “This is a nightmare! This wasn’t supposed to happen!”\n\nKion shuffled awkwardly in place, trying to keep his nose downwind but, this close, it didn’t help very much. His knowledge of the reproductive process was limited to a mix of the rather poetic lessons from Rafiki, and a certain clinical understanding delivered by other lions. He knew what heat was, and his body certainly responded to it, now, but he had no idea what it felt like.\n\n“What… Uh… What do lionesses usually do when this happens?” he ventured.\n\nKiara sat up in a bolt, her gaze grim. “Really, Kion?”\n\n“You know that’s not what I meant! I’m not a cub either, I know what they do! I mean, like, when this happens.”\n\n“When their father is away doing diplomacy and they come into heat with no one but their brother around? Gee, Kion, I don’t know. Zazu must have left that part out of my lessons. What do they do?”\n\n“I’m just trying to help,” Kion grumbled, scuffing at the ground.\n\nKiara sighed. “I know. I know.” She relaxed again and rolled onto her back, paws over her eyes as she often did when trying to think.\n\nKion huffed and turned, dropping himself to the ground alongside his sister, keeping his eyes averted from her exposed belly. He felt so weird! And feeling like this towards Kiara felt even weirder!\n\n“Well, what about mom? What about Tiifu and Zuri?” he wondered, still seeking a solution. He knew Kiara might not be looking for a solution just then, but he had to think. If he stopped he would feel, and something deep inside told him that would not be comfortable.\n\n“They don’t know, yet,” Kiara sighed. “Mom’s been busy for days with Dad gone and… well…” she sighed again, uncovering her eyes. “I haven’t told Tiifu and Zuri. I don’t even know why. I guess I don’t want them to tease me about… You know. This.” Kiara wriggled absently on the earth, scratching her back as if trying to reach a far more persistent itch within.\n\n“A lioness’ first… heat… Is supposed to be kind of special,” she continued, haltingly. She and Kion had only recently started to become closer, as they aged through adolescence. Their rapport was strong, now, but talking about such personal things still felt odd sometimes. “And the thing is… I guess you wouldn’t know this, but I got teased about it a lot. Once we were old enough to understand… it. You know. Sex.” She risked an upside-glance over at Kion, half expecting some mocking comment, but he was keeping his gaze away from her, his eyes wide-open in that way he did when thinking hard. She knew he was listening. Processing. She knew he’d be trying to think of a solution, even if none existed and, as much as a part of her wanted to tease him for that, she loved that about him.\n\n“No, I didn’t know that”, he said at last.\n\n“Cause I’m the princess”, Kiara spat the word with distaste. Her infatuation with being royalty had worn off long ago. “So… What are the options?”\n\n“Oh. Oh!” Kion reacted at that, ears flicking in embarrassment.\n\n“Just… Just dad?”\n\n“That, or being sent off to some other pride. Or you.” Kiara kept going, and didn’t see Kion’s eyes open wide, looking at her for the first time. “And you know dad. He’s not going to just send me off to another pride without analyzing every single lion down to the fleas. Even if he should.” She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “But no no no. I’m the princess of this pride. Future queen, blah, blah, blah. We should have had another male in this pride long ago but nooooo, Dad’s run them all off. Urghhhh. Fuck!”\n\nKiara rolled up to sit again, pressing herself to the ground and closing her eyes tightly. Her claws scored at the earth for a few moments until she seemed to collect herself, and her claws retracted.\n\n“And now it’s here,” she said with her eyes still closed. Her voice was sad, and it made Kion’s ears wilt. “The first. The one that’s supposed to change… everything. And it’s still just me and dad and my brother. And dad isn’t even here.”\n\nKion, however, had not progressed past being included in that list.\n\n“I-it’s dad’s job to mate the lionesses,” he stated, rather unhelpfully, he realized.\n\n“No shit, shaman,” Kiara huffed, but there was amusement in her voice. She opened her eyes. “Guess who gets that job if the king isn’t around?”\n\n“Well, by tradition it’s the second in– oh no!”\n\n“Kings you’re a cub,” Kiara groaned with an eyeroll. “Of course it’s you, dummy. You’re really telling me you’ve never thought about mating around? Taking some of dad’s pride for yourself?”\n\n“Well…”\n\n“You’re old enough. It would be weird if you didn’t.”\n\n“I guess,” Kion allowed. He was old enough. In fact, his age worried him constantly these days. Sooner or later, he knew, Simba would want to make sure he didn’t have any designs on the pride, even if Kion himself harbored no such ambitions. “I’m always so busy with the Guard, you know? I don’t get much time to… think about that stuff.”\n\n“But you do,” Kiara nudged.\n\n“Well, yeah, of course. But not, like, taking over the pride. I don’t wanna be king. I don’t even want to be a king. I just want to help creatures and defend the Pridelands.”\n\n“We think you’ve been fucking Fuli,” Kiara grinned, mischief coloring her eyes. Kion sat bolt upright, eyes wide.\n\n“What??”\n\n“You heard me!” Kiara giggled, and for the moment she was back to being his big sister. “We know she went into heat last season. You two are like stink on a warthog. It was just cute when you were cubs, but… well. You’re not now.” Kiara smirked triumphantly, her head cocked to the side.\n\n“Your heat is making you crazy,” Kion fenced back.\n\n“Oh yeah? Guess all you wanted was to be a virgin after all, huh? Wish granted!”\n\nKion’s eyes narrowed, as the familiar sibling rivalry drove him into a matching smirk. “You’re the one over there bitching about being a virgin,” he huffed. “Cause you’re the only virgin here!”\n\n“Ohhhh-ho!” Kiara laughed, jumping to all fours. “I knew it! I knew it! Tiifu said there was no way, but I fucking knew it!!”\n\nKion watched Kiara do a celebratory dance, eyes wide as he realized his mistake.\n\n“That’s Guard business!” he barked, but Kiara just kept laughing.\n\n“You fucking fucked a cheetah!” she roared, pounding the ground. “Oh my Stars… what dad would say!”\n\n“Uh… ‘Good job taking care of your Guard, Kion’?” The prince growled defensively. “She was upset, and she doesn’t like any of the cheetahs in the Pridelands. You know that. And it’s not, like, she was going to get pregnant, right? …Right?” The second “right” was much more tentative than the first.\n\nKiara stilled her laughing to quiet chuffs, wiping her eyes. “I dunno, lion,” she sniffed. Then, seeing Kion’s expression, grew a touch more serious. “No, honestly, I don’t know,” she pressed. “I guess I’ve heard about stuff like that, but it’s just… you know. Lioness talk. Jamala swears she knew a lion who had cubs with a leopard once, but I think she’s all talk.”\n\n“Yeah. Probably.” Kion kicked at the ground.\n\n“Hey, hey, hey,” Kiara said, stepping up close and hugging Kion. “I’m just teasing, you know. You two have always been so close. I don’t always get along with Fuli, but she’s a good cat. I know that. And so are you. You were just taking care of your duty the best way you could. That’s what you’ve always done since Dad put you in charge of the guard. You can’t blame me for teasing you… But I’m still proud of you, little bro.”\n\nKion stilled and then let his head dip onto Kiara’s shoulder, his immature mane pressing into her neck. He was thinking back to those days. The mixture of fear, duty, and a feeling he had never identified. Not lust, not romantic love, not desire. Something intangible and discrete, apart from anything he had felt before or since. Until now.\n\nHis head was clouding. Kiara’s scent was so heavy, and it didn’t just radiate from under her tail. He could smell it on her skin. In her fur. Different from Fuli. Stronger. Muskier and sweeter at the same time. More.\n\nKion stepped back so quickly Kiara stumbled a little, looking at him in confusion. He turned again, breathing quickly, trying to clear his head.\n\n“I’m serious, I think you did the right thing,” Kiara offered, her tone a bit hurt.\n\n“It’s not that,” Kion managed. “Your heat is just… Very strong.” He could feel his body reacting, and turned away, hiding himself from Kiara’s view.\n\n“I… I never felt bad about what I did with Fuli,” he said, aware he was talking just to distract himself. Saying things he probably shouldn’t say to anyone out of the Guard. “Well, besides not knowing if she could get pregnant. That bothered me, but I thought about it and I would have done the same thing. You’re right. I like her. Maybe not like a mate, but, like a sis…. ter.” He hesitated at the last word, wincing at the crushing appropriateness of it.\n\nKiara made a snerking sound behind him. “Awkward,” she teased. Kion thought his blush might set his fur on fire.\n\nThere was a pause, during which a light breeze blew past, and Kion literally gasped with relief as, for just a moment, it bore Kiara’s scent away from him. He jumped a little as Kiara rested her muzzle on his shoulder from behind.\n\n“Kion?” she asked. Kion felt himself shaking. For a moment it was as if he had traveled to the future and back to the present. Everything that was to follow flew through his mind like memory. He knew the question. He knew the answer.\n\nKiara let the silence hang heavy, her nose brushing under the ruff of Kion’s cheek fur.\n\n“It’s not the same,” he whispered. “It’s Dad’s duty. It’s… it’s… Dad’s…”\n\n“Dad isn’t here,” Kiara reminded, softly.\n\n“But I have a duty to the Guard,” Kion stammered. “That was my job. You… The pride… Kiara, if I overstep….”\n\n“It’s a challenge,” she acknowledged.\n\n“Dad isn’t going to let me just lead the Guard forever,” Kion said the words he feared most out loud. Words he hadn’t even spoken to his best friend Bunga. Not precisely. They just knew it was the case and the assumption went unspoken. They’d deal with it when it happened, and Kion did everything he could to delay the moment.\n\n“You have a duty to your pride as well,” Kiara offered, with a nuzzle. Kion whirled around, eyes bright.\n\n“What do you want, Kiara?” he growled, body straining with frustrated nervousness. Kiara took a step back, concerned thought in her eyes.\n\n“I… There are two Kiaras right now,” she spoke tentatively, but she met Kion’s fiery gaze. “There have always been two Kiaras,” she acknowledged with a sigh. “My heat knows what it wants… And then there’s me. The lioness. The queen-to-be,” she spoke mockingly, but didn’t drop Kion’s gaze. “I’m not an idiot, Kion. I know you’re scared of dad. Sort of, anyway. Don’t you think he’s scared of you too? You’re two male lions in the same pride. We’ve been taught about this since we could stand still long enough to listen to Rafiki. I get it.” She blinked once, and lowered her head slightly, but kept eye contact.\n\n“It’s going to happen sooner or later, Kion,” she insisted softly. “If it wasn’t this, it would be something. Eventually, you would have to choose. You know that, don’t you?”\n\nKion’s expression softened, and he broke her gaze first, staring to the side. “Yeah. Yeah I do.” It was the simple truth he had been running from for a season or more. Eventually, inevitably, he would have to choose whether this pride was his, or not. His duties with the Guard were not, and could not, be permanently isolated from the realities of rule. Eventually, he and his father would either come to an understanding…\n\nOr not.\n\n“I’m not going to make you choose,” Kiara said.\n\n“It was never just duty,” Kion sighed, closing his eyes. “Not with Fuli, not with the Guard. That’s just what I told myself to make it easier.”\n\n“We can pretend it’s about duty, if that’s what you want.”\n\n“No,” Kion said, before he’d even thought about it. “Not with this. I don’t want to pretend.” He turned back to Kiara, taking in the sight of her. The fullness of her. Not just as a sister, but as a lioness. As a Pridelander. As a lion he cared for on a deeper level than he had ever realized before.\n\n“Dad doesn’t have to know,” Kiara said softly.\n\nNo, he didn’t.\n\n“But I can’t promise he won’t find out, either,” she added. “You know that.” Kion nodded. He did.\n\n“Is there no other way?” Kion ventured.\n\n“Do you want there to be?” Kiara shot back. Kion had to process that. “Yes, there are other ways,” Kiara continued after a moment. “I don’t want you to think otherwise. I don’t know a lot about it, but…” she shrugged. “I can make do with my tongue and some distance. It’s possible. Or so the older lionesses say. It sucks, but it’s possible.”\n\nKion blushed at that, despite the circumstances.\n\n“But it isn’t the same. That’s not what we’re talking about. I’m not asking you just to do your duty and you know that, so… Yeah.”\n\nKion took a deep breath, and Kiara’s scent filled his lungs again. She was wrong, he thought. This was a duty. Maybe not to the pride, but a duty all the same. A duty of love. His to accept or reject.\n\n“Tell me what you want,” he said again, this time softer, and took a small step forward. Kiara met his eyes, her face as earnest as he had ever seen it.\n\n“I want you to mate me, Kion,” she said, her voice light but firm. “Like a king takes his lioness. I want to give myself to you.” She paused, then blinked as if acknowledging a question he couldn’t hear. “All of me wants that,” she added. “You’re a good lion, Kion. I’m sorry I have to ask like this, but… Well, I’m not sorry, too.” She took a step forward, lowering her voice. Only with her this close could he see she was shaking as well, and hear it in her breath. When she spoke, it quavered. And well it should, since her words were forbidden.\n\n“Even if Simba was here,” she said, licking her lips as if tasting the words. “I would choose you.” She took a step closer. “I would.”\n\nKion’s mouth met hers before he knew what was happening.\n\nAnd his choice was made.\n\n“You could get pregnant”, Kion groaned into her muzzle, stating the obvious, his brain catching up with itself in fits and starts.\n\n“Then I’ll have your cubs, Kion,” came the whispered reply.\n\nKion’s heart was beating so hard he couldn’t find breath, much less words. His world was spinning, and it didn’t stop when Kiara pulled back from their kiss at last.\n\n“But we can’t do it here,” she said. Kion just looked at her, wondering how she was managing to think at all. 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The muscling of her body, the sway of her tail, what he saw when she lifted it… How many times had he seen that small, dark gash through his life? Never had he thought of it like this, with desire and lust surging through him. To do so now felt wrong, in a way that made him blush to his ears; but it felt equally right, and his body was responding even as he ran. He could feel his sheath swinging heavy, beating a rhythm on his inner thighs.\n\nHe had never wanted anything more than to catch up to Kiara.\n\nHis thoughts were a jumble of similar thoughts until the two emerged from the trail, near the back of Pride Rock. Kiara slid to a stop and Kion almost ran over her. She laughed and twisted, using his momentum to send him staggering past her into an awkward pile.\n\n“Don’t you go climbing on top of me just yet,” she teased, giving a wink before once again scouting the surroundings. “Looking good though,” she teased. “You just stay there.”\n\nKion blushed, realizing his fallen position exposed just how aroused he was. Only the awkward hesitation of the moment kept him from following after Kiara as she nosed about the bushes, as if smelling them.\n\n“Wha–” Kion started, just as Kiara’s ears and tail perked.\n\n“Ah, it is still here! Come on!”\n\nKion sat up in confusion as Kiara leapt into the dense jungle over a blooming shrub. There was no path there! Where was she going?\n\n“Come on!” Kiara’s voice came from the jungle, with more than a hint of impatience.\n\n“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Kion muttered. He rose to his feet and trotted to the plant, giving it a few sniffs. It didn’t smell special, particularly. With a grunt, he leapt over it as he had seen Kiara do. He nearly careened into a tree branch on his way over, but managed to land in a tiny space behind the bush.\n\n“Come on, come on,” Kiara called to him. He could only see her nose, peeking out of a small tunnel of brush and vines.\n\n“What is this?” he muttered, having to crawl on his belly to pass through the thick foliage.\n\n“Did you think you and your friends were the only ones with a secret hangout?” Kiara asked from ahead. He could barely see her wriggling with him, pushing her way through only slightly more gracefully than he was managing.\n\n“The Guard cave isn’t a ‘secret hangout’”, Kion huffed, grumpily twisting through a particularly gnarled patch of vines. “And we have better sense than to call a path that can barely fit a hyrax a ‘hang out’!”\n\n“Well…. we were smaller, then,” Kiara grunted back. “And anyway, it’s…. ah, here! Watch your ste–” The rest was lost, as Kion lost his footing and tumbled tail-over-mane into the earth, landing on hard stone.\n\n“–p”, Kiara finished, with a slightly chagrined giggle. “Sorry, it snuck up on me. We haven’t used this cave in… seasons and seasons,” she looked around, and Kion could almost see the cubhood memories flitting behind her eyes. “Zuri didn’t like it. She said it made her fur smell ‘cavey’.”\n\n“Of course she did,” Kion huffed, lifting himself up and shaking off the dirt, letting his eyes adjust. The cave was small, but it fit the two of them well enough with some room to spare. He could barely make out the back wall, as well as some long-forgotten play things that must have belonged to his sister and her friends once. An old baobab ball. Some sticks wound with vines, and a chewing bone that must have been smuggled away from a dinner, once. “I had no idea this was here!” the prince proclaimed with a bit of wonder. He had thought he knew every inch of Pride Rock!\n\n“I don’t think anyone else does, either. Besides the girls,” Kiara said, brushing along his side. Kion shuddered, turning to take in his sister’s gaze. “Not even dad,” she added softly, sliding her nose under Kion’s chin. Kion’s fur stood on end, and his own purr caught in his throat.\n\nThis was it. There was nothing stopping them.\n\n“Kiara… Are-are we gonna regret this when your heat is over?” Kion mewed. Kiara paused, and rested her head against his. Close, their whiskers intertwined.\n\n“I don’t know, Kion,” she said. “I hope not. I don’t think so.” She pulled back, touching her nose to Kion’s until her brother’s amber eyes focused on hers. “The heat messes with my head, but… I told you, I’ve thought about this a long time. I don’t think there’s anything in there that some part of me didn’t already want.” She moved closer, her muzzle moving up Kion’s, delivering little intimate licks across the bridge of his nose. Kion lowered his muzzle a little, accepting her affection.\n\n“I know I’m your sister. I know we’ve had a… tough time, sometimes. But even then, I just didn’t want to show what I was already thinking. Watching you grow up. Watching you become… all of this. I…” Kiara had to stop to gather herself, closing her eyes for a moment. Finally, with a sigh she pulled back, bumping Kion’s muzzle with her own. “I’ll just say it. I’ve thought about mating with you for seasons, Kion.”\n\n“Wow,” Kion breathed, stepping forward to return his sister’s muzzle bump. “I had no idea, Kiara. I mean… wow… none!”\n\n“That’s because you’re an idiot,” Kiara teased. She lunged at Kion in a play wrestling move, and Kion laughed, dropping into a defensive stance. Two easy moves later, Kiara was on her back, Kion standing over her with his paw on her chest. She smiled, eyes lidded, and Kion felt his vision narrow. Instincts he’d long repressed said loud and clear: “This is your lioness. Please her.”\n\n“I choose you, Kion,” Kiara whispered to him. Then their muzzles connected. Before Kion had so much as a thought, his body was in motion, taking Kiara into his arms, pressing his lips to hers. Only when he felt Kiara lift a hindpaw and place it squarely on his maleness did he realize he was hard and dripping into her bellyfur already.\n\n“Will you fuck me, Kion?” Kiara growled up at him, with a small smile. She was teasing him, even now, he realized. No, not him; both of them. Mocking their needs. Mocking her heat, mocking his need to show up and be the hero for everyone in the Pridelands. Kiara had done what she did best, he realized. His sister wasn’t dumb, even though she played dumb to fit in. With one cutting remark she made all pretense seem unnecessary. Stupid. She was not just a lioness in distress, and she didn’t need a hero. His role was much more than he had been willing to imagine.\n\nNot a hero. Not just a lover. A brother.\n\n“I dunno, I might make a mess trying to fix this,” Kion smiled back. “That happens a lot.”\n\n“Oh kings, I hope you do,” Kiara hissed, and pulled Kion back into their kiss. Her hindpaw continued its pressure against his sheath. Pulling the flesh back and forth, teasing the lower row of barbs with its passing.\n\n“I love you, Kiara,” Kion gasped, biting down her neck in passion.\n\n“I love you too, Kion,” Kiara moaned to him.\n\nHe realized it might have been the first time they had said those words to each other in seasons. And he had never meant it more.\n\n“Fuck, I love feeling you hard like this,” Kiara said to him, pushing her paw harder until his cock was trapped against his belly. He hissed, pushing back from the earth with his forelegs and pressing down with his hips, lips pulling back in a snarl. “Oooh, Kinney likes that,” she giggled.\n\n“You… Haven’t… Called me that since I was a baby!” Kion gasped, trying to think through the feeling of Kiara’s paw.\n\n“You’re mine now. I can call you whatever I want,” she teased back, running her paws through his chest mane. Tugging on it slightly until Kion growled, full-throated and male. “Ya gonna cum for me, Kinney?” she grinned, watching his face.\n\nKion shuddered, almost-panic coloring his features as he realized how close he was. “Sh-shouldn’t I… You know?”\n\n“Fuck me?” Kiara assisted with a smirk. She leaned forward, kissing Kion’s nose. “Yes. Yes you should fuck me, Kion. Over and over until our passion is recorded in the stone of this cave.” She pushed harder with her hindpaw, spreading her pawtoes wide until his cock slipped between them.\n\n“But right now, I want to watch you paint me with your babies. I’m sure you’ve snuck out and watched Dad, right? We’ve got all the time in the world. Go ahead, Kion. Cum. I wanna watch you let it go for me. Please. Let yourself go, Kion!”\n\nKion lowered his head, gasping. Let go? He never let go… He was the leader of the Guard. Calm, collected. He had to be! But as Kiara asked for him, he felt that mask slipping, and behind it was just a male.\n\n“OH… Oh Kings, Kiara, I don’t… I can’t…!”\n\n“Don’t, Kion! Don’t you dare hold it back! You look so sexy like this. Push on it. Push on me. Be my lion!”\n\nKion’s world went dark for a few moments. He would never remember what happened in those moments. What exactly it was that pushed him over the edge so fully that it seemed like his soul left his body. Whether it was Kiara’s eager voice, the way her pawpads touched his barbs that moment, a subtle clench of her pawtoes…\n\nThe world he returned to was aflame with pleasure. He could hear himself snarling. A near-roar reverberating against the closed walls of the cave. “Oh yes! Oh wow,” Kiara was saying, and he could feel a warm wetness between her paw and his cock. Her paw had slipped down to just his sheath. He could feel her foot against his balls as he thrust and thrust, his snarls still filling the air.\n\n“Oh… Oh, keep going Kion! Oh, Stars!”\n\nKion’s eyes opened just a crack, at last. He felt like his soul had been sucked back into his body from somewhere far away. Kiara was smiling with a raw, joyful expression he hadn’t seen in ages, looking under him.\n\n“HahahaHA!” she laughed, absently stroking the bits of chest mane she was clinging to. “Oh my KINGS, you must have super powers after all! That’s gotta be, like… a whole pride! Damn, Kion!”\n\nKion, who had only recently regained the ability to recognize his own name, finally opened his eyes, lowering his head to look where Kiara was, panting heavily.\n\n“Heh heh,” he chuckled breathlessly at the sight of Kiara’s fur. He had left his marking on her from just below her chin to where it was currently dripping on her lower belly, between her teats. The entire inbetween was a cross-hatch of dripping lion seed.\n\n“You look like… Like… Heh!” Kion laughed and gave up. He had no idea what she looked like.\n\n“Like a fucking zebra came on me,” Kiara supplied in very un-princesslike language, the grin still on her face. “No way does Dad cum like that. No way!” She lay back, laughing, and Kion stepped to the side, laughing with her. He was just glad she wasn’t mad! Fuli would have killed him for making a mess like that!\n\n“Zuri would piss herself! HA!” Kiara laughed harder, apparently thinking along the same lines he was.\n\n“I… uh… That’s not gonna wash out,” Kion offered with mock chagrin.\n\n“Aiheu, no,” Kiara sat up, looking down her belly again. “Guess we’re gonna have to hope Dad’s visit goes long,” she winked at him, making him blush.\n\nThen he REALLY blushed, when she reached down, sliding her paw over her stomach. Smearing his seed over her teats and into her fur. Onto her paw. She held it up, analyzing it in the dim light.\n\n“It’s kind of gross, isn’t it?” she said at last.\n\n“I guess it kind of is, yeah?” Kion agreed, not sure how to respond. Old Kion would have made a snarky remark to protect his male pride. This Kion had nothing but pride to spare.\n\nKiara looked at him with a smile, and then slid her paw into her mouth. Kion watched, eyes wide, feeling his sheath already twitching. She lapped at it, then made a face and suckled on another pawtoe.\n\n“It’s gotta be the heat. Gotta,” she mumbled before suckling another pawtoe, then sliding her paw over her belly again and licking her pawpads. She shook her head and then turned towards Kion with an expression he’d never seen on her before. It was making him hard.\n\n“I kinda like it,” she grinned, lapping her paw clean. “Tastes like… You. Male.”\n\n“That… Might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard,” Kion laughed, shaking his head and drawing close to nuzzle Kiara.\n\n“I wonder if you’ll cum like that every time,” Kiara wondered out loud.\n\n“One way to find out,” Kion purred, speaking before thinking. Kiara smirked at him.\n\nOne minute later he was flat on his back, her paw stroking him into delirium.\n\nThree minutes later they had determined he would, indeed, cum like that every time… And Kiara had the matted muzzle fur to prove it.\n\n“Aaaah…. Auuughhh!” Kion stated, lying on his back with his legs spread.\n\n“And you wondered why dad always wants me to do the talking with other prides,” Kiara jabbed, lapping at Kion’s mess over her muzzle.\n\n“Haharrrrrrrrmmm,” Kion responded, raising a single pawtoe as if making a counterpoint. Kiara giggled.\n\n“Yeah, you’re right. Maybe it is a little hard to take me seriously with your cum dripping off my nose.” She leaned down nuzzling Kion, who chuckled and half-heartedly tried to wriggle away as she smeared a bit of his mess onto his cheek. “Though I dunno… I have a feeling it would have made all those daft young princes I have to deal with pay a lot more attention.”\n\nKion’s attention suddenly jerked back into focus, and he sat up a little.\n\n“You didn’t…”\n\n“That’s none of your business!” Kiara gasped in offense, wiping at her nose again.\n\n“Oh… yeah,” Kion looked away.\n\n“Ugh, you’ve got that thinking face on again. No, Ki! Of course not! This is my first heat. Not that I don’t get asked to crouch all the time anyway at those things. Lions are jerks. Cute, sometimes, but they’ve all got brains in their tails.”\n\nA wave of relief lifted Kion’s ears and he gave a little smile. “I guess I can’t argue with that,” he admitted. “Especially not like this…” he gestured down to his exposed maleness, and Kiara laughed again.\n\n“It’s alright, bro. You’re still a jerk, but you’re my jerk.”\n\n“And cute?”\n\n“Don’t push it, hyena-face” Kiara winked, nuzzling into Kion’s cheek. He shuddered a little, enjoying something about Kiara calling him hers. He couldn’t say what exactly it was, but it felt the opposite of imagining Kiara with some other prince’s cum on her nose.\n\n“I don’t like imagining you with others. Or dad,” Kion said aloud. Speaking with uncommon candor.\n\n“Oooh, are you jealous?” Kiara teased, scratching her paw down his slight chestmane.\n\n“I guess I am,” Kion noted seriously, and Kiara rolled her eyes.\n\n“I’m going to teach you to lighten up one of these seasons, if I die doing it. Ki, look,” Kiara reached down, grabbing his sheath tightly. Kion’s eyes opened wide. That got his attention. “Feel that? That’s my paw on your dick, bro. My paw. Your dick. I know you’ve got warthog brains, but come on, do the math. I’ve never done this with another lion. Ever. I sure as hell haven’t with dad. Eww, by the way. Yeah, some of the other boys were cute. Yeah, I stole some looks under their tails. You want the truth? I’ve even… you know… Touched myself, and thought about what they looked like. You know what I imagined, Kion?”\n\n“I mean. Sex, right?”\n\n“Gods you’re dense. Yes, duh, but that’s not the point. I imagined fake lions fucking their fake cocks into a fake Kiara. You’re real. I imagined lions that aren’t a tenth of the lion you are right now, as if they could stand up to you. Most of them won’t ever be kings, and they’d just destroy their pride if they were. They’re useless. You’d make a great king, Kion. Probably because you’re so. Fucking. Serious.”\n\nKion was able to manage a wry smile at that, still thinking. Digesting. He did take everything very seriously. Kiara might make fun, but it was who he was and he’d always known that. They were just different that way.\n\n“You’re saying… You saw me in them?” Kion suggested.\n\n“No. The other way around, dumbo. I saw what I wanted to see. You.” Kiara licked his cheek softly. “I put their face on who you are, just cause I wasn’t ready to admit I wanted to boink my own brother!”\n\nKion laughed and thought again. Finally he turned, nuzzling back into Kiara’s neck. Rolling over her. “Just one more thing,” he chuffed, licking down her neck.\n\n“Anything…” Kiara mewled softly, eyes hooding.\n\n“It’s envy. Not jealousy,” Kion said, trying to keep a straight face. “I envy those other lions. Jealousy is when you—”\n\n“OH MY GOD, KION!”\n\nKion laughed, play-wrestling with Kiara, until she gripped him by his mane with both paws and he gave up.\n\n“Listen to me, Kiongozi,” she said, momentarily half-serious. Kion stopped and paid attention. His full name tended to have that effect.\n\n“I don’t know how this is going to work any more than you do. Okay? I love you… Never question that. And I don’t mean “love” like I love mom and dad or the aunties. You know that’s not what I mean. I will have your cubs if that’s what the Circle wills. But I am still the princess of this pride. And you are still the leader of the Guard.” She paused, briefly, then licked Kion’s nose, choosing to face the truth head-on, as was her way.\n\n“Someday I’m probably going to have sex with some other lion. Or lions, I don’t know. You know that, right, Ki? You have to know that. You have to be okay with that.”\n\nKion sighed. He had come to the same conclusion a while ago. “Or…”\n\n“Or you fight dad,” Kiara finished, confirming they were thinking the same thing.\n\n“I don’t want to do that, Kiara,” Kion said softly. He didn’t like saying it, even though he had never even considered it an option before.\n\n“I know, Kion,” Kiara said softly, her paw brushing his face. “I don’t want you to. I won’t ask for that.” There was a moment of silence, while they both processed, acknowledging in silence that their current reality must be temporary, or end in violence.\n\n“But you know what?” Kiara interrupted first, turning Kion to look at her again. Her red eyes explored his. “You can bet your tail that any male I find, any lion I mate with, I will see you in them, Kion. I swear I won’t accept less. And for today, I still want every bit of you. I still want to give you every bit of me. If you’ll take it. And someday you’re going to find another lioness too, and you’re gonna be the dumb male you are and put your dick in her.” She grinned and Kion laughed, the tension breaking.\n\n“And when you do, yeah, I’m gonna be envious of her too, bro. But I swear I won’t chew her tail off, cause you deserve a queen who will give you your own pride. One day, when you’re ready. And I’ll understand.” Kiara bumped his muzzle, then grinned and added “Unless she’s a bitch, okay? If she’s a bitch, I swear to the Kings I will remove her tail and use it to beat all of your sense back into you!”\n\n“And I promise I will…” Kion paused, choosing his words, “Not remove the balls of the lion you choose. If he’s worthy of you. Otherwise, no promises.”\n\n“Deal,” Kiara smiled.\n\n“Deal.” Kion stamped his foot firmly twice. Kiara did her best to do the same from her lying position. They both licked their paw pads and stuck them together; a binding promise.\n\n“Now… Do you know what else I need you to promise me?” Kiara said, licking along Kion’s whiskers.\n\n“What’s that?” he said, putting his thinking face back on. What had he missed?\n\nKiara wrapped her paws around his body, and he realized she had done the same with her hindlegs. He felt his sheath grow again.\n\n“I need you to promise to fuck me,” Kiara cooed into his ear, her breath warm, her voice husky. “I need you to promise to fuck the heat out of me. Put it out with your seed… Because today you’re my king, Kion. I need my king.”\n\nKion shuddered through his whole body at the taboo words. To call a lion “king” among lions was not just a title. It was a declaration of faith and loyalty. For a lioness to name another lion king was a crime, punishable by exile or death.\n\nIt was, Kion thought, very very arousing.\n\n“I promise,” he breathed. And then his muzzle met hers once again. All his doubts were gone now. He was ready.\n\nKiara wanted him. She would have him.\n\nTomorrow made no promises and, for the first time in his life, he needed none. Tomorrow held no power. All that mattered was his love beneath him, and the promise he had forged with her.\n\nTomorrow could keep its secrets and demands. He would meet it, head high.\n\nNo longer a prince. A king.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“So…. Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Talk about what?” Kiara countered. It was a ridiculous statement, sitting as she was with her rump pressed awkwardly to the stones beneath them, her legs straight out in front.

Kion grimaced, making the inadequacy of that explanation clear, and Kiara groaned. She lifted her front paws to cover her eyes and, after a moment, lost her balance and let herself topple onto her side.

“Oh Kings, what am I going to do?”, she whimpered, pulling down the lower lids of her eyes dramatically. “This is a nightmare! This wasn’t supposed to happen!”

Kion shuffled awkwardly in place, trying to keep his nose downwind but, this close, it didn’t help very much. His knowledge of the reproductive process was limited to a mix of the rather poetic lessons from Rafiki, and a certain clinical understanding delivered by other lions. He knew what heat was, and his body certainly responded to it, now, but he had no idea what it felt like.

“What… Uh… What do lionesses usually do when this happens?” he ventured.

Kiara sat up in a bolt, her gaze grim. “Really, Kion?”

“You know that’s not what I meant! I’m not a cub either, I know what they do! I mean, like, when this happens.”

“When their father is away doing diplomacy and they come into heat with no one but their brother around? Gee, Kion, I don’t know. Zazu must have left that part out of my lessons. What do they do?”

“I’m just trying to help,” Kion grumbled, scuffing at the ground.

Kiara sighed. “I know. I know.” She relaxed again and rolled onto her back, paws over her eyes as she often did when trying to think.

Kion huffed and turned, dropping himself to the ground alongside his sister, keeping his eyes averted from her exposed belly. He felt so weird! And feeling like this towards Kiara felt even weirder!

“Well, what about mom? What about Tiifu and Zuri?” he wondered, still seeking a solution. He knew Kiara might not be looking for a solution just then, but he had to think. If he stopped he would feel, and something deep inside told him that would not be comfortable.

“They don’t know, yet,” Kiara sighed. “Mom’s been busy for days with Dad gone and… well…” she sighed again, uncovering her eyes. “I haven’t told Tiifu and Zuri. I don’t even know why. I guess I don’t want them to tease me about… You know. This.” Kiara wriggled absently on the earth, scratching her back as if trying to reach a far more persistent itch within.

“A lioness’ first… heat… Is supposed to be kind of special,” she continued, haltingly. She and Kion had only recently started to become closer, as they aged through adolescence. Their rapport was strong, now, but talking about such personal things still felt odd sometimes. “And the thing is… I guess you wouldn’t know this, but I got teased about it a lot. Once we were old enough to understand… it. You know. Sex.” She risked an upside-glance over at Kion, half expecting some mocking comment, but he was keeping his gaze away from her, his eyes wide-open in that way he did when thinking hard. She knew he was listening. Processing. She knew he’d be trying to think of a solution, even if none existed and, as much as a part of her wanted to tease him for that, she loved that about him.

“No, I didn’t know that”, he said at last.

“Cause I’m the princess”, Kiara spat the word with distaste. Her infatuation with being royalty had worn off long ago. “So… What are the options?”

“Oh. Oh!” Kion reacted at that, ears flicking in embarrassment.

“Just… Just dad?”

“That, or being sent off to some other pride. Or you.” Kiara kept going, and didn’t see Kion’s eyes open wide, looking at her for the first time. “And you know dad. He’s not going to just send me off to another pride without analyzing every single lion down to the fleas. Even if he should.” She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “But no no no. I’m the princess of this pride. Future queen, blah, blah, blah. We should have had another male in this pride long ago but nooooo, Dad’s run them all off. Urghhhh. Fuck!”

Kiara rolled up to sit again, pressing herself to the ground and closing her eyes tightly. Her claws scored at the earth for a few moments until she seemed to collect herself, and her claws retracted.

“And now it’s here,” she said with her eyes still closed. Her voice was sad, and it made Kion’s ears wilt. “The first. The one that’s supposed to change… everything. And it’s still just me and dad and my brother. And dad isn’t even here.”

Kion, however, had not progressed past being included in that list.

“I-it’s dad’s job to mate the lionesses,” he stated, rather unhelpfully, he realized.

“No shit, shaman,” Kiara huffed, but there was amusement in her voice. She opened her eyes. “Guess who gets that job if the king isn’t around?”

“Well, by tradition it’s the second in– oh no!”

“Kings you’re a cub,” Kiara groaned with an eyeroll. “Of course it’s you, dummy. You’re really telling me you’ve never thought about mating around? Taking some of dad’s pride for yourself?”

“Well…”

“You’re old enough. It would be weird if you didn’t.”

“I guess,” Kion allowed. He was old enough. In fact, his age worried him constantly these days. Sooner or later, he knew, Simba would want to make sure he didn’t have any designs on the pride, even if Kion himself harbored no such ambitions. “I’m always so busy with the Guard, you know? I don’t get much time to… think about that stuff.”

“But you do,” Kiara nudged.

“Well, yeah, of course. But not, like, taking over the pride. I don’t wanna be king. I don’t even want to be a king. I just want to help creatures and defend the Pridelands.”

“We think you’ve been fucking Fuli,” Kiara grinned, mischief coloring her eyes. Kion sat bolt upright, eyes wide.

“What??”

“You heard me!” Kiara giggled, and for the moment she was back to being his big sister. “We know she went into heat last season. You two are like stink on a warthog. It was just cute when you were cubs, but… well. You’re not now.” Kiara smirked triumphantly, her head cocked to the side.

“Your heat is making you crazy,” Kion fenced back.

“Oh yeah? Guess all you wanted was to be a virgin after all, huh? Wish granted!”

Kion’s eyes narrowed, as the familiar sibling rivalry drove him into a matching smirk. “You’re the one over there bitching about being a virgin,” he huffed. “Cause you’re the only virgin here!”

“Ohhhh-ho!” Kiara laughed, jumping to all fours. “I knew it! I knew it! Tiifu said there was no way, but I fucking knew it!!”

Kion watched Kiara do a celebratory dance, eyes wide as he realized his mistake.

“That’s Guard business!” he barked, but Kiara just kept laughing.

“You fucking fucked a cheetah!” she roared, pounding the ground. “Oh my Stars… what dad would say!”

“Uh… ‘Good job taking care of your Guard, Kion’?” The prince growled defensively. “She was upset, and she doesn’t like any of the cheetahs in the Pridelands. You know that. And it’s not, like, she was going to get pregnant, right? …Right?” The second “right” was much more tentative than the first.

Kiara stilled her laughing to quiet chuffs, wiping her eyes. “I dunno, lion,” she sniffed. Then, seeing Kion’s expression, grew a touch more serious. “No, honestly, I don’t know,” she pressed. “I guess I’ve heard about stuff like that, but it’s just… you know. Lioness talk. Jamala swears she knew a lion who had cubs with a leopard once, but I think she’s all talk.”

“Yeah. Probably.” Kion kicked at the ground.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Kiara said, stepping up close and hugging Kion. “I’m just teasing, you know. You two have always been so close. I don’t always get along with Fuli, but she’s a good cat. I know that. And so are you. You were just taking care of your duty the best way you could. That’s what you’ve always done since Dad put you in charge of the guard. You can’t blame me for teasing you… But I’m still proud of you, little bro.”

Kion stilled and then let his head dip onto Kiara’s shoulder, his immature mane pressing into her neck. He was thinking back to those days. The mixture of fear, duty, and a feeling he had never identified. Not lust, not romantic love, not desire. Something intangible and discrete, apart from anything he had felt before or since. Until now.

His head was clouding. Kiara’s scent was so heavy, and it didn’t just radiate from under her tail. He could smell it on her skin. In her fur. Different from Fuli. Stronger. Muskier and sweeter at the same time. More.

Kion stepped back so quickly Kiara stumbled a little, looking at him in confusion. He turned again, breathing quickly, trying to clear his head.

“I’m serious, I think you did the right thing,” Kiara offered, her tone a bit hurt.

“It’s not that,” Kion managed. “Your heat is just… Very strong.” He could feel his body reacting, and turned away, hiding himself from Kiara’s view.

“I… I never felt bad about what I did with Fuli,” he said, aware he was talking just to distract himself. Saying things he probably shouldn’t say to anyone out of the Guard. “Well, besides not knowing if she could get pregnant. That bothered me, but I thought about it and I would have done the same thing. You’re right. I like her. Maybe not like a mate, but, like a sis…. ter.” He hesitated at the last word, wincing at the crushing appropriateness of it.

Kiara made a snerking sound behind him. “Awkward,” she teased. Kion thought his blush might set his fur on fire.

There was a pause, during which a light breeze blew past, and Kion literally gasped with relief as, for just a moment, it bore Kiara’s scent away from him. He jumped a little as Kiara rested her muzzle on his shoulder from behind.

“Kion?” she asked. Kion felt himself shaking. For a moment it was as if he had traveled to the future and back to the present. Everything that was to follow flew through his mind like memory. He knew the question. He knew the answer.

Kiara let the silence hang heavy, her nose brushing under the ruff of Kion’s cheek fur.

“It’s not the same,” he whispered. “It’s Dad’s duty. It’s… it’s… Dad’s…”

“Dad isn’t here,” Kiara reminded, softly.

“But I have a duty to the Guard,” Kion stammered. “That was my job. You… The pride… Kiara, if I overstep….”

“It’s a challenge,” she acknowledged.

“Dad isn’t going to let me just lead the Guard forever,” Kion said the words he feared most out loud. Words he hadn’t even spoken to his best friend Bunga. Not precisely. They just knew it was the case and the assumption went unspoken. They’d deal with it when it happened, and Kion did everything he could to delay the moment.

“You have a duty to your pride as well,” Kiara offered, with a nuzzle. Kion whirled around, eyes bright.

“What do you want, Kiara?” he growled, body straining with frustrated nervousness. Kiara took a step back, concerned thought in her eyes.

“I… There are two Kiaras right now,” she spoke tentatively, but she met Kion’s fiery gaze. “There have always been two Kiaras,” she acknowledged with a sigh. “My heat knows what it wants… And then there’s me. The lioness. The queen-to-be,” she spoke mockingly, but didn’t drop Kion’s gaze. “I’m not an idiot, Kion. I know you’re scared of dad. Sort of, anyway. Don’t you think he’s scared of you too? You’re two male lions in the same pride. We’ve been taught about this since we could stand still long enough to listen to Rafiki. I get it.” She blinked once, and lowered her head slightly, but kept eye contact.

“It’s going to happen sooner or later, Kion,” she insisted softly. “If it wasn’t this, it would be something. Eventually, you would have to choose. You know that, don’t you?”

Kion’s expression softened, and he broke her gaze first, staring to the side. “Yeah. Yeah I do.” It was the simple truth he had been running from for a season or more. Eventually, inevitably, he would have to choose whether this pride was his, or not. His duties with the Guard were not, and could not, be permanently isolated from the realities of rule. Eventually, he and his father would either come to an understanding…

Or not.

“I’m not going to make you choose,” Kiara said.

“It was never just duty,” Kion sighed, closing his eyes. “Not with Fuli, not with the Guard. That’s just what I told myself to make it easier.”

“We can pretend it’s about duty, if that’s what you want.”

“No,” Kion said, before he’d even thought about it. “Not with this. I don’t want to pretend.” He turned back to Kiara, taking in the sight of her. The fullness of her. Not just as a sister, but as a lioness. As a Pridelander. As a lion he cared for on a deeper level than he had ever realized before.

“Dad doesn’t have to know,” Kiara said softly.

No, he didn’t.

“But I can’t promise he won’t find out, either,” she added. “You know that.” Kion nodded. He did.

“Is there no other way?” Kion ventured.

“Do you want there to be?” Kiara shot back. Kion had to process that. “Yes, there are other ways,” Kiara continued after a moment. “I don’t want you to think otherwise. I don’t know a lot about it, but…” she shrugged. “I can make do with my tongue and some distance. It’s possible. Or so the older lionesses say. It sucks, but it’s possible.”

Kion blushed at that, despite the circumstances.

“But it isn’t the same. That’s not what we’re talking about. I’m not asking you just to do your duty and you know that, so… Yeah.”

Kion took a deep breath, and Kiara’s scent filled his lungs again. She was wrong, he thought. This was a duty. Maybe not to the pride, but a duty all the same. A duty of love. His to accept or reject.

“Tell me what you want,” he said again, this time softer, and took a small step forward. Kiara met his eyes, her face as earnest as he had ever seen it.

“I want you to mate me, Kion,” she said, her voice light but firm. “Like a king takes his lioness. I want to give myself to you.” She paused, then blinked as if acknowledging a question he couldn’t hear. “All of me wants that,” she added. “You’re a good lion, Kion. I’m sorry I have to ask like this, but… Well, I’m not sorry, too.” She took a step forward, lowering her voice. Only with her this close could he see she was shaking as well, and hear it in her breath. When she spoke, it quavered. And well it should, since her words were forbidden.

“Even if Simba was here,” she said, licking her lips as if tasting the words. “I would choose you.” She took a step closer. “I would.”

Kion’s mouth met hers before he knew what was happening.

And his choice was made.

“You could get pregnant”, Kion groaned into her muzzle, stating the obvious, his brain catching up with itself in fits and starts.

“Then I’ll have your cubs, Kion,” came the whispered reply.

Kion’s heart was beating so hard he couldn’t find breath, much less words. His world was spinning, and it didn’t stop when Kiara pulled back from their kiss at last.

“But we can’t do it here,” she said. Kion just looked at her, wondering how she was managing to think at all. Kiara was casting her gaze around, as if considering the landscape. “C’mon”, she said at last, setting out on a path around the side of Pride Rock.

“K-Kiara!” Kion called, scrambling after her. She paused for a scant second, then rolled her eyes and continued. Kion ran quickly to catch up, and Kiara slowed just enough for her tail to brush under his chin before striding easily forward along the winding path. It was a path they had run since they were born, and the two lions giggled and laughed, bumping into each other, running ahead, their ears perked for signs of any other pride members. But they were quite a ways from the promontory or the caves, and these paths were not rarely used this time of day. They saw no one.

Or, at least, Kiara saw no one. Kion’s attention was being constantly pulled to her golden rump as she leapt her way ahead of him. The muscling of her body, the sway of her tail, what he saw when she lifted it… How many times had he seen that small, dark gash through his life? Never had he thought of it like this, with desire and lust surging through him. To do so now felt wrong, in a way that made him blush to his ears; but it felt equally right, and his body was responding even as he ran. He could feel his sheath swinging heavy, beating a rhythm on his inner thighs.

He had never wanted anything more than to catch up to Kiara.

His thoughts were a jumble of similar thoughts until the two emerged from the trail, near the back of Pride Rock. Kiara slid to a stop and Kion almost ran over her. She laughed and twisted, using his momentum to send him staggering past her into an awkward pile.

“Don’t you go climbing on top of me just yet,” she teased, giving a wink before once again scouting the surroundings. “Looking good though,” she teased. “You just stay there.”

Kion blushed, realizing his fallen position exposed just how aroused he was. Only the awkward hesitation of the moment kept him from following after Kiara as she nosed about the bushes, as if smelling them.

“Wha–” Kion started, just as Kiara’s ears and tail perked.

“Ah, it is still here! Come on!”

Kion sat up in confusion as Kiara leapt into the dense jungle over a blooming shrub. There was no path there! Where was she going?

“Come on!” Kiara’s voice came from the jungle, with more than a hint of impatience.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Kion muttered. He rose to his feet and trotted to the plant, giving it a few sniffs. It didn’t smell special, particularly. With a grunt, he leapt over it as he had seen Kiara do. He nearly careened into a tree branch on his way over, but managed to land in a tiny space behind the bush.

“Come on, come on,” Kiara called to him. He could only see her nose, peeking out of a small tunnel of brush and vines.

“What is this?” he muttered, having to crawl on his belly to pass through the thick foliage.

“Did you think you and your friends were the only ones with a secret hangout?” Kiara asked from ahead. He could barely see her wriggling with him, pushing her way through only slightly more gracefully than he was managing.

“The Guard cave isn’t a ‘secret hangout’”, Kion huffed, grumpily twisting through a particularly gnarled patch of vines. “And we have better sense than to call a path that can barely fit a hyrax a ‘hang out’!”

“Well…. we were smaller, then,” Kiara grunted back. “And anyway, it’s…. ah, here! Watch your ste–” The rest was lost, as Kion lost his footing and tumbled tail-over-mane into the earth, landing on hard stone.

“–p”, Kiara finished, with a slightly chagrined giggle. “Sorry, it snuck up on me. We haven’t used this cave in… seasons and seasons,” she looked around, and Kion could almost see the cubhood memories flitting behind her eyes. “Zuri didn’t like it. She said it made her fur smell ‘cavey’.”

“Of course she did,” Kion huffed, lifting himself up and shaking off the dirt, letting his eyes adjust. The cave was small, but it fit the two of them well enough with some room to spare. He could barely make out the back wall, as well as some long-forgotten play things that must have belonged to his sister and her friends once. An old baobab ball. Some sticks wound with vines, and a chewing bone that must have been smuggled away from a dinner, once. “I had no idea this was here!” the prince proclaimed with a bit of wonder. He had thought he knew every inch of Pride Rock!

“I don’t think anyone else does, either. Besides the girls,” Kiara said, brushing along his side. Kion shuddered, turning to take in his sister’s gaze. “Not even dad,” she added softly, sliding her nose under Kion’s chin. Kion’s fur stood on end, and his own purr caught in his throat.

This was it. There was nothing stopping them.

“Kiara… Are-are we gonna regret this when your heat is over?” Kion mewed. Kiara paused, and rested her head against his. Close, their whiskers intertwined.

“I don’t know, Kion,” she said. “I hope not. I don’t think so.” She pulled back, touching her nose to Kion’s until her brother’s amber eyes focused on hers. “The heat messes with my head, but… I told you, I’ve thought about this a long time. I don’t think there’s anything in there that some part of me didn’t already want.” She moved closer, her muzzle moving up Kion’s, delivering little intimate licks across the bridge of his nose. Kion lowered his muzzle a little, accepting her affection.

“I know I’m your sister. I know we’ve had a… tough time, sometimes. But even then, I just didn’t want to show what I was already thinking. Watching you grow up. Watching you become… all of this. I…” Kiara had to stop to gather herself, closing her eyes for a moment. Finally, with a sigh she pulled back, bumping Kion’s muzzle with her own. “I’ll just say it. I’ve thought about mating with you for seasons, Kion.”

“Wow,” Kion breathed, stepping forward to return his sister’s muzzle bump. “I had no idea, Kiara. I mean… wow… none!”

“That’s because you’re an idiot,” Kiara teased. She lunged at Kion in a play wrestling move, and Kion laughed, dropping into a defensive stance. Two easy moves later, Kiara was on her back, Kion standing over her with his paw on her chest. She smiled, eyes lidded, and Kion felt his vision narrow. Instincts he’d long repressed said loud and clear: “This is your lioness. Please her.”

“I choose you, Kion,” Kiara whispered to him. Then their muzzles connected. Before Kion had so much as a thought, his body was in motion, taking Kiara into his arms, pressing his lips to hers. Only when he felt Kiara lift a hindpaw and place it squarely on his maleness did he realize he was hard and dripping into her bellyfur already.

“Will you fuck me, Kion?” Kiara growled up at him, with a small smile. She was teasing him, even now, he realized. No, not him; both of them. Mocking their needs. Mocking her heat, mocking his need to show up and be the hero for everyone in the Pridelands. Kiara had done what she did best, he realized. His sister wasn’t dumb, even though she played dumb to fit in. With one cutting remark she made all pretense seem unnecessary. Stupid. She was not just a lioness in distress, and she didn’t need a hero. His role was much more than he had been willing to imagine.

Not a hero. Not just a lover. A brother.

“I dunno, I might make a mess trying to fix this,” Kion smiled back. “That happens a lot.”

“Oh kings, I hope you do,” Kiara hissed, and pulled Kion back into their kiss. Her hindpaw continued its pressure against his sheath. Pulling the flesh back and forth, teasing the lower row of barbs with its passing.

“I love you, Kiara,” Kion gasped, biting down her neck in passion.

“I love you too, Kion,” Kiara moaned to him.

He realized it might have been the first time they had said those words to each other in seasons. And he had never meant it more.

“Fuck, I love feeling you hard like this,” Kiara said to him, pushing her paw harder until his cock was trapped against his belly. He hissed, pushing back from the earth with his forelegs and pressing down with his hips, lips pulling back in a snarl. “Oooh, Kinney likes that,” she giggled.

“You… Haven’t… Called me that since I was a baby!” Kion gasped, trying to think through the feeling of Kiara’s paw.

“You’re mine now. I can call you whatever I want,” she teased back, running her paws through his chest mane. Tugging on it slightly until Kion growled, full-throated and male. “Ya gonna cum for me, Kinney?” she grinned, watching his face.

Kion shuddered, almost-panic coloring his features as he realized how close he was. “Sh-shouldn’t I… You know?”

“Fuck me?” Kiara assisted with a smirk. She leaned forward, kissing Kion’s nose. “Yes. Yes you should fuck me, Kion. Over and over until our passion is recorded in the stone of this cave.” She pushed harder with her hindpaw, spreading her pawtoes wide until his cock slipped between them.

“But right now, I want to watch you paint me with your babies. I’m sure you’ve snuck out and watched Dad, right? We’ve got all the time in the world. Go ahead, Kion. Cum. I wanna watch you let it go for me. Please. Let yourself go, Kion!”

Kion lowered his head, gasping. Let go? He never let go… He was the leader of the Guard. Calm, collected. He had to be! But as Kiara asked for him, he felt that mask slipping, and behind it was just a male.

“OH… Oh Kings, Kiara, I don’t… I can’t…!”

“Don’t, Kion! Don’t you dare hold it back! You look so sexy like this. Push on it. Push on me. Be my lion!”

Kion’s world went dark for a few moments. He would never remember what happened in those moments. What exactly it was that pushed him over the edge so fully that it seemed like his soul left his body. Whether it was Kiara’s eager voice, the way her pawpads touched his barbs that moment, a subtle clench of her pawtoes…

The world he returned to was aflame with pleasure. He could hear himself snarling. A near-roar reverberating against the closed walls of the cave. “Oh yes! Oh wow,” Kiara was saying, and he could feel a warm wetness between her paw and his cock. Her paw had slipped down to just his sheath. He could feel her foot against his balls as he thrust and thrust, his snarls still filling the air.

“Oh… Oh, keep going Kion! Oh, Stars!”

Kion’s eyes opened just a crack, at last. He felt like his soul had been sucked back into his body from somewhere far away. Kiara was smiling with a raw, joyful expression he hadn’t seen in ages, looking under him.

“HahahaHA!” she laughed, absently stroking the bits of chest mane she was clinging to. “Oh my KINGS, you must have super powers after all! That’s gotta be, like… a whole pride! Damn, Kion!”

Kion, who had only recently regained the ability to recognize his own name, finally opened his eyes, lowering his head to look where Kiara was, panting heavily.

“Heh heh,” he chuckled breathlessly at the sight of Kiara’s fur. He had left his marking on her from just below her chin to where it was currently dripping on her lower belly, between her teats. The entire inbetween was a cross-hatch of dripping lion seed.

“You look like… Like… Heh!” Kion laughed and gave up. He had no idea what she looked like.

“Like a fucking zebra came on me,” Kiara supplied in very un-princesslike language, the grin still on her face. “No way does Dad cum like that. No way!” She lay back, laughing, and Kion stepped to the side, laughing with her. He was just glad she wasn’t mad! Fuli would have killed him for making a mess like that!

“Zuri would piss herself! HA!” Kiara laughed harder, apparently thinking along the same lines he was.

“I… uh… That’s not gonna wash out,” Kion offered with mock chagrin.

“Aiheu, no,” Kiara sat up, looking down her belly again. “Guess we’re gonna have to hope Dad’s visit goes long,” she winked at him, making him blush.

Then he REALLY blushed, when she reached down, sliding her paw over her stomach. Smearing his seed over her teats and into her fur. Onto her paw. She held it up, analyzing it in the dim light.

“It’s kind of gross, isn’t it?” she said at last.

“I guess it kind of is, yeah?” Kion agreed, not sure how to respond. Old Kion would have made a snarky remark to protect his male pride. This Kion had nothing but pride to spare.

Kiara looked at him with a smile, and then slid her paw into her mouth. Kion watched, eyes wide, feeling his sheath already twitching. She lapped at it, then made a face and suckled on another pawtoe.

“It’s gotta be the heat. Gotta,” she mumbled before suckling another pawtoe, then sliding her paw over her belly again and licking her pawpads. She shook her head and then turned towards Kion with an expression he’d never seen on her before. It was making him hard.

“I kinda like it,” she grinned, lapping her paw clean. “Tastes like… You. Male.”

“That… Might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard,” Kion laughed, shaking his head and drawing close to nuzzle Kiara.

“I wonder if you’ll cum like that every time,” Kiara wondered out loud.

“One way to find out,” Kion purred, speaking before thinking. Kiara smirked at him.

One minute later he was flat on his back, her paw stroking him into delirium.

Three minutes later they had determined he would, indeed, cum like that every time… And Kiara had the matted muzzle fur to prove it.

“Aaaah…. Auuughhh!” Kion stated, lying on his back with his legs spread.

“And you wondered why dad always wants me to do the talking with other prides,” Kiara jabbed, lapping at Kion’s mess over her muzzle.

“Haharrrrrrrrmmm,” Kion responded, raising a single pawtoe as if making a counterpoint. Kiara giggled.

“Yeah, you’re right. Maybe it is a little hard to take me seriously with your cum dripping off my nose.” She leaned down nuzzling Kion, who chuckled and half-heartedly tried to wriggle away as she smeared a bit of his mess onto his cheek. “Though I dunno… I have a feeling it would have made all those daft young princes I have to deal with pay a lot more attention.”

Kion’s attention suddenly jerked back into focus, and he sat up a little.

“You didn’t…”

“That’s none of your business!” Kiara gasped in offense, wiping at her nose again.

“Oh… yeah,” Kion looked away.

“Ugh, you’ve got that thinking face on again. No, Ki! Of course not! This is my first heat. Not that I don’t get asked to crouch all the time anyway at those things. Lions are jerks. Cute, sometimes, but they’ve all got brains in their tails.”

A wave of relief lifted Kion’s ears and he gave a little smile. “I guess I can’t argue with that,” he admitted. “Especially not like this…” he gestured down to his exposed maleness, and Kiara laughed again.

“It’s alright, bro. You’re still a jerk, but you’re my jerk.”

“And cute?”

“Don’t push it, hyena-face” Kiara winked, nuzzling into Kion’s cheek. He shuddered a little, enjoying something about Kiara calling him hers. He couldn’t say what exactly it was, but it felt the opposite of imagining Kiara with some other prince’s cum on her nose.

“I don’t like imagining you with others. Or dad,” Kion said aloud. Speaking with uncommon candor.

“Oooh, are you jealous?” Kiara teased, scratching her paw down his slight chestmane.

“I guess I am,” Kion noted seriously, and Kiara rolled her eyes.

“I’m going to teach you to lighten up one of these seasons, if I die doing it. Ki, look,” Kiara reached down, grabbing his sheath tightly. Kion’s eyes opened wide. That got his attention. “Feel that? That’s my paw on your dick, bro. My paw. Your dick. I know you’ve got warthog brains, but come on, do the math. I’ve never done this with another lion. Ever. I sure as hell haven’t with dad. Eww, by the way. Yeah, some of the other boys were cute. Yeah, I stole some looks under their tails. You want the truth? I’ve even… you know… Touched myself, and thought about what they looked like. You know what I imagined, Kion?”

“I mean. Sex, right?”

“Gods you’re dense. Yes, duh, but that’s not the point. I imagined fake lions fucking their fake cocks into a fake Kiara. You’re real. I imagined lions that aren’t a tenth of the lion you are right now, as if they could stand up to you. Most of them won’t ever be kings, and they’d just destroy their pride if they were. They’re useless. You’d make a great king, Kion. Probably because you’re so. Fucking. Serious.”

Kion was able to manage a wry smile at that, still thinking. Digesting. He did take everything very seriously. Kiara might make fun, but it was who he was and he’d always known that. They were just different that way.

“You’re saying… You saw me in them?” Kion suggested.

“No. The other way around, dumbo. I saw what I wanted to see. You.” Kiara licked his cheek softly. “I put their face on who you are, just cause I wasn’t ready to admit I wanted to boink my own brother!”

Kion laughed and thought again. Finally he turned, nuzzling back into Kiara’s neck. Rolling over her. “Just one more thing,” he chuffed, licking down her neck.

“Anything…” Kiara mewled softly, eyes hooding.

“It’s envy. Not jealousy,” Kion said, trying to keep a straight face. “I envy those other lions. Jealousy is when you—”

“OH MY GOD, KION!”

Kion laughed, play-wrestling with Kiara, until she gripped him by his mane with both paws and he gave up.

“Listen to me, Kiongozi,” she said, momentarily half-serious. Kion stopped and paid attention. His full name tended to have that effect.

“I don’t know how this is going to work any more than you do. Okay? I love you… Never question that. And I don’t mean “love” like I love mom and dad or the aunties. You know that’s not what I mean. I will have your cubs if that’s what the Circle wills. But I am still the princess of this pride. And you are still the leader of the Guard.” She paused, briefly, then licked Kion’s nose, choosing to face the truth head-on, as was her way.

“Someday I’m probably going to have sex with some other lion. Or lions, I don’t know. You know that, right, Ki? You have to know that. You have to be okay with that.”

Kion sighed. He had come to the same conclusion a while ago. “Or…”

“Or you fight dad,” Kiara finished, confirming they were thinking the same thing.

“I don’t want to do that, Kiara,” Kion said softly. He didn’t like saying it, even though he had never even considered it an option before.

“I know, Kion,” Kiara said softly, her paw brushing his face. “I don’t want you to. I won’t ask for that.” There was a moment of silence, while they both processed, acknowledging in silence that their current reality must be temporary, or end in violence.

“But you know what?” Kiara interrupted first, turning Kion to look at her again. Her red eyes explored his. “You can bet your tail that any male I find, any lion I mate with, I will see you in them, Kion. I swear I won’t accept less. And for today, I still want every bit of you. I still want to give you every bit of me. If you’ll take it. And someday you’re going to find another lioness too, and you’re gonna be the dumb male you are and put your dick in her.” She grinned and Kion laughed, the tension breaking.

“And when you do, yeah, I’m gonna be envious of her too, bro. But I swear I won’t chew her tail off, cause you deserve a queen who will give you your own pride. One day, when you’re ready. And I’ll understand.” Kiara bumped his muzzle, then grinned and added “Unless she’s a bitch, okay? If she’s a bitch, I swear to the Kings I will remove her tail and use it to beat all of your sense back into you!”

“And I promise I will…” Kion paused, choosing his words, “Not remove the balls of the lion you choose. If he’s worthy of you. Otherwise, no promises.”

“Deal,” Kiara smiled.

“Deal.” Kion stamped his foot firmly twice. Kiara did her best to do the same from her lying position. They both licked their paw pads and stuck them together; a binding promise.

“Now… Do you know what else I need you to promise me?” Kiara said, licking along Kion’s whiskers.

“What’s that?” he said, putting his thinking face back on. What had he missed?

Kiara wrapped her paws around his body, and he realized she had done the same with her hindlegs. He felt his sheath grow again.

“I need you to promise to fuck me,” Kiara cooed into his ear, her breath warm, her voice husky. “I need you to promise to fuck the heat out of me. Put it out with your seed… Because today you’re my king, Kion. I need my king.”

Kion shuddered through his whole body at the taboo words. To call a lion “king” among lions was not just a title. It was a declaration of faith and loyalty. For a lioness to name another lion king was a crime, punishable by exile or death.

It was, Kion thought, very very arousing.

“I promise,” he breathed. And then his muzzle met hers once again. All his doubts were gone now. He was ready.

Kiara wanted him. She would have him.

Tomorrow made no promises and, for the first time in his life, he needed none. Tomorrow held no power. All that mattered was his love beneath him, and the promise he had forged with her.

Tomorrow could keep its secrets and demands. He would meet it, head high.

No longer a prince. A king.

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