This is in the Half Moon Tribe universe. It was just a bit of an inspiration for me to write about a character who didn't get a lot of story time but he's really cool (at least to me). I just felt like I wanted to write about Apollo but didn't really have him planned for part 11. SO here's this. This takes place between 10 and 11 but it isn't so integrated where anything here will have consequences for the wolves. Enjoy!

All characters copyright to me, TiberiusRings. 


Already home and I had things to do.

We had just left the Half-Moon and some of my personal striders had told me I had business to attend to back at the temple. We had been in Arch's company for awhile now, watching as he had an internal problem that is to be kept secret; the idea of a challenge as the one that happened in his charge was shocking. If other alpha's knew of the extreme some of his people took to try and change his mind he could be called into question.

As his friend I can't let that happen. 

I was also lucky. 

The moment my foot touched the interior of our temple the rain began to pour down. I sighed with comfort as the warmer air of the deep corridor washed over me. It was the end of autumn now and the sky had been cloudy the whole time we had been running. Me and my leopards had been trying to beat the storm and we barely made it. Eros and I were standing in the long stony hallway as the rain shimmered from the heavens, soaking the earth and wetting the stones of our home. We weren't' the only ones in the corridor though. 

Demeter, my Alpha-Mage, stood there. He was a middle aged man with a hunch to his back, probably from spending too many hours reading the ancient scrolls and turning the pages of his books. He was still a wise old man with gray fur and dark black circular spots that were showing signs of losing their luster and deep richness of midnight that all leopards had. It was just a sign of his age and no one could fault him. To do so would bring upon his rage. What was it with the mages? Arch had a mage woman who was almost as uncontrollable as Demeter was for us. It must be a character trait. 

"Apollo," the old man said as he walked up to me, holding his staff tightly in his palm to keep his balance. "Your visitors arrived this afternoon."

"They were supposed to arrive tomorrow," I reminded him, sighing as I shucked off the oiled coat I wore from the Half Moon. I didn't like getting wet when I could avoid it and tried to keep myself as dry as possible except when bathing or swimming.

"Kitten," The old man said with a grunt, "You know nothing happens exactly as we plan it. As Alpha you should know this."

"I know, Demeter," I said as I handed my coat to one of the cat's behind me. I turned to look back to the old man. "But I am tired and don't wish to talk policy, trade, and the other things that are sure to come about from this visit." 

"Ah," The old man said as he shuffled his body forward and smacked my foot with the end of his staff. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?"

I winced and lifted my foot, bringing a paw down to rub along the spot where the wood had hit. I growled, the fur on the back of my neck standing up. I saw the old face grinning brightly at me. "What?!"

"You, an Alpha male with all the resources of your pard, you can't control even the actions of a silly old man. You think you can predict the comings and goings of a whole caern?" 

I sighed again and lowered my foot. "I suppose not. Fine, I will meet with him." 

"Good," Demeter said with a smile. "he's in your personal quarters waiting for you."

"MY quarters?" I said, looking to the old man with a bit of a glare from my eyes. "Who showed him in there?" 

"Oh, Uhm.." The old man looked lost in thought. I didn't believe it for a second he'd forgotten. "I cannot remember. You know, my memory..." 

"Yes yes, Demeter. Be sure to sleep peacefully tonight."

"Yes, Alpha." The old man said with a bright, brilliant smile and shuffled his way down the hallway once more. 

I began to walk, listening to the faint sounds of feet behind me. Eros would follow me until I was done. Such a good young kitten. He was learning a lot and hsi ability to manipulate the Gods energy was astounding in his duel against Slayn. I didn't suspect Arch would use such an ability through that strider to counter my own but he had, and Eros had been injured. I looked over at him. He had been healed by the wolves and had most of his time in bed. He looked perfectly fine. His snowy white fur and long, fluffy tail swayed behind him. His narrow hips and his slender figure showed his speed and agility. He was so very swift, a strider through and through. He was even faster than me but always he let me win. I wondered how long we could keep this little game between us. 

"Eros," I said. "Tell me what I need to know before I go inside. I don't want to walk in blind."

"Ah, right Alpha." The young kitten behind me spoke, walking along gently as he was probably thinking of something. Eros had a fantasic memory. My predecessor had to have his assistant constantly carrying around scrolls and paper to keep track of everything. Somehow Eros kept it all in his mind. "Right. The tiger tribe is here." 

"How many were supposed to be coming?"

"We have six here I believe. Counting their Alpha of course. The other five are being treated properly. Those were your orders before we went to the Half Moon." 

"And what's their Alpha like? You visited him once, did you not?"

"Tashraji. He's about your age, Alpha," Eros began, talking quieter just in case someone were to over hear. It was not that we were afraid of what could happen, but it was just standard practice, especially among the striders. This was information that Eros had and a strider protected that information with great pride and strength. "He's a bit of a brute though, Alpha. FOr a cat anyway." 

"A brute?" I asked as I kept walking, looking over at him with a puzzled look.

"The tigers are more warrior like. Like the wolves. Most of their skills come from close fighting. I think they have a few mages but nothing like us. They're very much about using strength, even when just talking. He'll try to take the dominant role right away. If I had to guess he probably demanded to be shown to your room, Alpha, just to upset you."

"So I need to not let him get to me," I said, thinking. 

"You need to be strong but not challenging. If you challenge him he'll push right back. Keep pushing a tiger and they'll assume it's a challenge to their prowess as a male and challenge you to a simple spar right there. First male to hit the floor loses and his claims to the argument become null and void." 

"Great," I said with a sigh as I rubbed my forehead, trying to push back the potential headache that could come from all this. I'd never met a tiger before, I'd had letters with a couple of them but they were typically very isolated. They wanted to trade with us and be neutral with the wolves. One thing about being friends with Arch was I had a lot of power, but it also made a lot of headaches. 

Finally, we stopped at my door. The torches in the long corridors were loud and booming, the echos of the wind and the pattering of rainfall was heard even here. It was just after sunset and it would probably rain all night like this. I didn't mind, when I was inside I loved the rain. When I was outside it didn't matter. I looked down at Eros and smiled. 

"You need to go and rest, Eros. Have someone else make sure the other tigers are fine. You don't have any duties until tomorrow."

"Yes, Alpha," He said with a bow of his head and began to walk off. "Good luck." 

I didn't respond. I knew I'd need it. I gripped the handle of the door, twisted, and pushed the heavy wooden thing open and slipped inside. I turned and closed it behind me, instantly sensing things out of place. As a cat, I knew my own room very well. I knew where things were and could tell if someone had been in it recently without my knowing. I could just feel the things out of place, the slight turn of items. It didn't bother me, it was just something I was aware of. When I turned around I saw Tashraji.

He was standing next to my bed, touching the rich wooded bed frame and the post that rose from the corner. He was taller than me by a few inches, probably almost Arch's height. He was broader than any leopard I'd seen before. Firm muscle crossed his chest handsomely, the sculpted pectoral muscles, the left one scarred with four claw marks going from the collar bone and down across to lightly graze his stomach. I could see the abdominal muscles, the soft snowy whiteness of his belly. My eyes traveled down his naked chest to his waist. He wore red billowing trousers made of what looked like silk. Around his waist was a golden sash with intricate lace work, a decoration what was of a leaping tiger. He wore no weapon, but that was a rule. He wasn't allowed to be in the temple with a weapon. 

"Apollo," The tiger said. His voice rich and deep. I looked up at him, gazing into his face. He had hard green eyes and a scar across his short muzzle. He was facing me but I could still see the brilliant orange color of his fur, the unique shade that made him a tiger. The hints of black stripes and his firm biceps, he was indeed an alpha. I had only met the Alpha of the Ocelots and they were smaller than even us. I didn't think a tiger could be bigger than me, considering I was the Alpha Leopard and considered the strongest cat for great distances. 

"Tashraji," I said, stepping deeper into my room. I watched him look me over. With my jacket shucked I was just in leather trousers of soft brown and a belt I wore around my waist for pouches and other items. I wore my bracers, but then when did I not? I tipped my head a little bit in gratitude. "I apologize for the wait, I Just got home a few moments ago."

"I know," the tiger said with a grunt. He listed his arms to cross over that expansive chest. "I've waited a long time. I made myself at home." He said with a passive face.

That angered me. I felt the fur on the back of my neck rise and my tail lash, fluff out, and look fuller. "You were shown here by accident, but I am glad you relaxed. However, if something similiar happens if I ever visit your people I will make sure not to intrude on your personal space without an invitation." 

I saw that brow quirk on Tashraji's face. It made me feel good but I suppressed a desire to smile or even to stop flicking my tail. "I apologize. I laid on your bed, had a meal and I've attempted to keep it as clean as possible. I will not intrude like this again."

I exhaled. "Thank you, I am not so upset, but this is my personal sanctuary." 

"I understand, Apollo. Let us do business." The tiger said with a huff and moving right along. He must've been impatient, or taking advantage of my mood swing. He did just placate me. 

"yes, business," I said then and moved to my table. My home wasn't like Arch's room. I liked soft things, the wolves seemed to only like hard things. My bed was the tallest piece of furniture in my bedroom. The floors were lined with soft rugs and on the walls hung dark blues, purples, and green silk drapery here and there, hiding the stone work mostly. There were pillows and places to lounge, just a comfortable place to relax. My table was low and to the ground with pillows around it so one could just curl up and have dinner without having to bother with needless furniture. It suited me and my cats perfectly. 

"No," The tiger said with a quiet growl. "Men stand when they discuss.' 

I stood there, looking down at the pillows and then to the tiger. He was pushing his lines, but I had to respect his customs. If I offended him he could do something stupid like pick a fight with us, but I wasn't going to argue over such things. I stood up and crossed my arms. "Fine, we stand. But I am going to sit down when I please. YOU can talk to me while standing when that happens."

I saw his lips lift in a bit of a growl, but he held back. He wasn't an alpha for no reason. He had to know to control himself in these situations, when to give in and when to not. He nodded. "Fair. But I may not take you as seriously if you are lounging about like a fool."

"That's your mistake then, Tiger." I said with a sigh. I did NOT want to deal with this. I wanted to eat and go to bed. 

I saw, and heard, him growl again. He just began to pace a little bit. So we began.

"You are allies with the Half Moon, correct?"

"Yes," I said.

"And they speak for you among the other canines?"

Again "Yes," 

"How do you know this?" Tashraji asked me.

Good question. "Arch had shown me his letters, and we have trade going through the Half Moon from the coyote packs to the far south. We also have some trade with the jackals from the far, far east. Stones and spices from both. Arch handles the trade."

"And these other groups, these canines, they don't mind dealing with a cat?" The tiger asked.

"They don't DEAL with me. They deal with Arch. His pack keeps my interests at heart and he finds the contracts I want. They know they're getting my goods and items but to them they're getting it from a wolf who traded with us, nothing direct."

"Are they aware of you doing this?"

"The trade? Of course. All the packs know that Arch speaks for my voice where prejudice wouldn't carry. It keeps everyone safe and no conflict and open trade everywhere."

"And what does your precious Half Moon get from you?"

"We deal with the Outsiders." I said flatly, staring at the tiger squarely in the eye.

"You mean...the people outside the barrier woods who do not act like a pack anymore?" The Tiger Alpha looked surprised, shocked, mortified and curious all at once. I couldn't blame him. Only the Half Moon and us talked to them and Arch had only just begun letting his striders go to such towns. It was all new, except for us. We were the closest and had been going and talking with these people for years. 

"Yes, the people who left and forgot their past. With the huge buildings, those castles, the men in full armor, everything. We talk to the few villages near us and very infrequently. We don't linger but we get a lot of fine trade goods. They can't follow us into the woods anyway. They lost their way, their pack."

"You never bring anyone here?" He asked.

I shook my head. "Never. It's taboo, forbidden, and there's no point. Best for us to go to them and escape back into the woods if there's trouble."

"Is there trouble?" The tiger asked, probing me for more information. 

"That's none of your concern. My pard keeps the Outsiders away and we still trade with them. Relations are good and you should just trust if you wish to trade with us, your voice will be carried with mine to Arch, as well as to the Outsiders." I said calmly but with a mild hint of annoyance in my voice. 

"I don't believe you would hold my people's interests in your heart, Apollo. I think you are swayed too easily." 

That got my eyes to widen and my hands to drop from the crossed position across my chest. "That's pushing the line, Tashraji. You could be expelled for that. You don't trust my ability to lead, insult me not only in my caern but my own room." I was trying not to show my anger. No one talked to me like this. It was NOT how you talked to an Alpha male. 

He lifted his hand and shook his head. "I retract my claim. I was just testing you."

"You do not test me, Tashraji" I said with a growl. "I am Alpha Male and you are not treating me with the respect I deserve and demand. You will learn your place or leave." 

The tiger sighed. He was so hard to read. He wasn't stupid but he kept pushing me to almost the edge. Then quickly pulled back. It was troubling since I knew he was doing something, but what? He began to walk, approaching me. He just held his hand up. "Please, be still. I will explain what I want and what I have to offer, Apollo." 

I remained still, not because he asked but because if I moved he would take it as a sign of weakness. If I turned to watch him I would show I was nervous about whatever he was going to do, enough to put me in a bad position for trade. Talking between cats was far more body language and expression then with wolves who had their pack mentality and individual pride to fall back on. As much as I liked to pretend I had one, I just didn't take honor insults as seriously as a wolf would. 

The tiger was behind me, I could sense him and the fur on the back of my neck twitched, my body's attempt to feel him out so to speak. I nearly jumped when his hands touched my shoulders, but he began to knead the muscles there. "We need some of your produce and seeds." 

The massage kept me stiff, trying not to relax into it. I could feel the roughness of his pads, the feel of the cuts and heals they had gone through, the callous skin of countless fights and talks, the signs of his life were on his hands, and those hands were rubbing my back, loosening up the knotted muscles I'd felt since I left Arch's home. I let out a sigh, an exhale of held in air, as I just continued. "What kind?"

"Our home is warm," Tashraji began, his hands continuing to rub at my shoulders, gently kneading the muscles. I could feel my body relaxing and what made it worse was I had almost began to purr. "We need food that can survive the heat. The Outsiders don't live in such perfect climate as you do, Apollo. Do you have any suggestions?" 

"There's a few plants," began, thinking and weighing the information in my head. "They could survive and be bountiful. There's no for sure chance they would take to your climate."

His hands slid down my back, his thumbs rubbing along my spine, along the sides as he rubbed small circles on the small of my back, going up and down from the base of my rib cage to a few inches above my tail. It caused me to gasp out faintly at the sensation, and I listened even more closely. "If they don't take we are prepared for a heavy food trade between our caern." 

"That would...have to be done through Arch. We don't grow enough here, but the coyote and the wild dogs do. Lots of food, they could easily get you the items you need for food. Are you in a famine?" I had to ask. 

"No, thankfully," He said. I felt his hands slide along my narrow waist, going down to my belt. I felt him undo it with a tug of his claw, watching as the pouches and leather fell to the floor. "We did not have a good harvest thig year. We need more food to make sure when spring comes we're not half starved. The Outsiders, and the wolf and his connections, can make this happen." 

"Stop," I said abruptly as I felt the tiger's hands at my waist, undoing my pants. "You are not going to seduce me to agree. You don't have to. Stop and give me some dignity." I was flushed, just a little shy about what had happened. A few simple pets and I was a mushy ball of kitten. Who would have seen that coming? 

"No, and call me Raj." He said with a growl and spun me around. I brought a hand up to try and hit him away but he grabbed it, the other on my waist. "Stop acting like a child, Apollo. This is how men in my pack make deals. It is done in the basics of life, with nothing covering the body. If you can maintain your composure and your honesty even without your clothes you are an honorable man. If you insist on being clothed I will treat any kind word you say with hesitation and possible denial." He growled. He reached down and yanked on those trousers, enough for them to fall around my ankles. A nudge and I stumbled out of them, falling onto a pile of pillows. I laid there, blinking as the tiger picked up my clothes and tossed them to a corner. 

"I know I cannot take your bracers off. So put them somewhere. I know they are magical items bound to you. No one can get them off off, or even use them, until you die." The tiger said. It didn't surprise me. I heard most of the feline groups knew about my bracers. I was hesitant...but they would come instantly to me again if I needed them. I held my arms in front of me and in a flash of blue light they were off my arms. They appeared on a shelf not far from me, sitting there nicely. It felt weird to be without them. I even slept with them. The tiger had his wish though, I was completely naked. 

"This is a strange custom," I said with a grunt and a blink. I watched the tiger begin to undress. I could see the golden sash come off, and he tossed it to the side where my pants and belt had been tossed. I looked up at him as he undid the silken pants. I watched as those silken leggings slide down those orange legs and then off. I looked to his sheath, how could I not? It was soft and snowy white. The sheath rose up along his stomach toward his navel, much like Arch's did. He kicked his clothes to the side and looked down at me, shrugging. 

"This is just how we do it. If the mind can be focused during this, then the deal is sound." I watched Raj moved over and then fell down onto all fours on the pillows, landing right over me. I blinked, flushed in the face as he brought his muzzle up to my cheek and gave me a sniff. "You smell like wolf." 

I was flushed and angry, but the hand on my stomach got me to stop. I had assumed, initially, that this tiger was a rough brute who didn't know the strength of his own body. The palm on my stomach was warm and firm but not painful. I could feel his fingers twitch along my abs, the gentle motions feeling amazingly comfortable and relaxing, and a hint of being tickled all at the same time. My eyes widened and my ears fluttered back, muzzle open. "I..I thought we were supposed to remain standing?" 

"At this point we can relax like women if we want to. We are men and the initial deals have been laid out. We did not fight over those, now we must discuss payment and means and measures." The tiger growled quietly, his muzzle moving toward my ear. 

"Raj!" I said, my hand coming up to his shoulder, bu it was too late. He nipped my rounded ear, making me wince briefly, licking at the edge. His hand slid down my stomach, fingers splayed and palm lifted so he didn't touch my sheath. I let out a mrow of surprise when that palm did push against my testicles, spreading them in the sac a little bit and caused a whirl of pleasure to ride up through my body. I could feel Raj's fingers, his index and middle, squeeze my sheath as they had been resting on either side. I felt the fingers move and then felt a rush of heat go up, sparking the hidden contents of my man hood. 

"Raj," I protested again, palms pushing against him with a flush. He let my ear go, brushing his lips across the fur of my cheek and down to the front of my muzzle. "Stop, this isn't fair."

"I think it's very fair. Why are you fighting? I will trade you jewels and precious metals, the kinds I know you leopards like, and I will give you such a gift. You have slept with wolves so much, when was the last time you found another feline in your bed?" 

Honestly, I couldn't remember. It had been awhile. I was an Alpha but I had... secret desires that only Eros knew, and Eros wasn't the man for such things. I couldn't ask one of our warriors to come in, at least not for something like that. It just didn't happen. They would assume I was weak. A wolf was stronger than a leopard so if THAT got out, like it almost did so long ago, no one would care after awhile. Asking a wolf to bend over for me would be an even greater insult to them. 

"I don't know, but this isn't what I figured..."

"Stop fighting it and relax, Apollo. You can lift your hands." He said. 

I was still a for a moment, the tiger looming over me with his powerful chest, looking up at his orange fur with the black stripes. I didn't expect this, but had the tiger seen me lacking in something I wanted badly? I thought I hid it well, but apparently even I could make mistakes like that. I lifted my hands and tentatively touched his shoulders.. It took a moment before I was able to work up the nerve to slide my hand along that orange fur, so foreign but familiar. He had the same body structure as me, his strength was amazing under my fingers. I slid my palms down along his back as Raj lowered himself, pressing closer, nuzzling my chin. I pushed my palms along his body, feeling the waist slip to his hips, slipping my fingers along his inner thighs. Just touching someone like this always got me worked up. I hadn't realized how much of myself was now out of my sheath, I could feel myself finally gliding out, my pink length twitching between us, pulsing as I neared a complete erection.

"Go ahead," Raj said as his hand slid along my length now, no longer being teasing. I could feel his pads work over my flesh, brushing along the textured, barbed head of my penis. Arch never did like my barbs much, he thought them very foreign and weird. When I was ontop of course I let my barbs get toyed with, but never had I been on the bottom and a lover actually gone out of his way to touch them. When one of the tiger's claws extended a bit to catch a barb, toy with it and made the sensation as if I was in someone pulling out, I cried out! I was also completely aroused.

At the moment we turned licking into a kiss my hands stopped rubbing along Raj's hips and found his testicles. I let my fingers dance down along the bare, loose flesh to the low hanging balls and cupped them with both my hands. I tugged on them gently, letting my fingers brush over the soft fur. I could hear the tiger above me purr as I teased his masculinity. I let my fingers wander up along the erection I knew had formed, feeling the pulsing flesh against my fingers. I let my fingers brush down along the length, trying to feel how big he was. he was thicker than I was personally by a little bit, longer. Mnf! The kiss!

Our lips twisted together, tongues caressing, the rough texture so nice. I loved kissing Arch, but kissing a fellow cat was so much more rewarding. a canine's soft tongue was just so plain sometimes, the roughness of my kind was a welcome deviation than what I had been enjoying. I shivered as I felt the roughness glide across my own, my fingers up and clinging through the fur at the male above me, holding on tightly and not wanting to let go. I felt Raj let go of m own erection, slipping to hold my shoulders gently as we kissed. I could feel him shift forward, brushing his erection against my own, just a reminder that we were both alpha male cats. Honestly, all I could think about was the male side of Raj right now.

The tiger shifted back, breaking the kiss. he looked down at me as his hands touched my legs, making sure my ankles were up and hooked over his shoulder. There was no question as to what he was planning. 

"Don't speak," he said, looking down at me. "You will not back out of this, Apollo." 

Surprisingly, I didn't protest the order as he positioned me a bit differently. I felt his hands touch my sides and twist me, making me lay on my side. One of my arms was up and extended, letting my head rest against it and the pillows. one of my legs was curled around his waist, stretched along his waist and the other was over his shoulder, hooked across it nicely. I looked at him, never having done this position before. 

"Here we go," He said.

I felt one of his arms was curling around my thigh, the other held onto my waist as he pushed forward, sliding his erection against my tail hole, and then in. Not a virgin by any means, and stretched by Arch's limit, a cat still felt different. I felt the textured, not sharp barbs slide up through my body, teasing my inner walls. The arm I wasn't using went down to my stomach as I felt the muscles flex involuntarily, rapidly squeezing and releasing the tiger's erection as he slid in. The noise coming from above signaled that Raj didn't mind what my body did against my will. 

I was making quiet noises of pleasure as the tiger pushed deeper into me, sliding himself as deep as he could while paying attention to my body and that he could potentially hurt me if he wasn't careful. When I felt his testicles bump against my rear end I knew he was as deep as he could go. While he didn't go as deep as Arch obviously could, the journey to where he was now was incredibly erotic. Raj remained still, rubbing my side as he was waiting for me to loosen up. 

Raj didn't wait too long. he began to pull back and then plow forward, making me shudder in pleasure as he speared me again. I had nearly forgotten what it was so pleasurable, and not something I wanted to forget again! The barbs teased the flesh on the way up, not painfully in the slightest way, but they tickled the nerves and the sensations, so every stroke of Raj's penis inside my body felt like a tingling explosion of pleasure. What made it better was Raj knew what he was doing, unlike some of the first few men I had slept with. The barbs could be an incredible tool for your partner, and Raj showed me. He would gyrate enough, or twist his body carefully, so whenever he delved deeper into my body the barbs would scratch lightly at me in new angles, causing me to mrow out in pleasure more than once to my embarrassment. 

My own length was pulsing hard, the head trickling precum, the droplets falling down onto my other thigh as the male behind me pushed forward, every stroke of his body causing me to buck forward and cry out quietly, sometimes making a bit of my precum fly when my erection bobbed, leaving sparkling diamond-like spots all over my upper body and side, the shimmering hues of white flickering in the pattern of the lanterns and torches lit about my room. 

Raj was grunting, moaning, but thankfully letting his purr echo out and join mine. As Alpha we didn't purr much, it was an embarrassing trait we saved for intimate moments like these but even then it was still few and far between. People would talk that the Alpha purrs during sex and that's it. It still felt so good, and for now I didn't care who heard me. My room was sound proof by magic, and Raj knew exactly what I liked. 

I laid there on my side, moaning, purring, mrowing, arching my back and sliding a palm along my sides now and then as Raj pummeled me from behind. He didn't stop his quick, firm pace but never going too fast. I would look up at his face from time to time and see him straining to hold back. As time passed I could see his strength of will trickling by, falling to the wayside as each thrust brought him closer to his peak. I knew Raj was close when his arm legt my hip and both hands held my waist, squeezing me firmly as he began to thrust faster. 

It was at this moment I felt myself moan quite loudly. Raj was hammering that spot deep inside me I couldn't ignore and a spot I loved to get hit. My breathing became rapid intakes of air and my ears folded back flat against my skull, my lips peeled back and I could just barely hold on. I was about to reach down to grab my own length when I felt Raj's hand close around me, his claws out on his fingers as he dragged them over my barbed head, tugging and catching on them. 

"Raj, no!" I yelled but it was too late! There was nothing I could do. I yelped and moaned as I felt my orgasm hit. I felt my testicles clench up tighter to my body, my stomach muscles begin to flutter and my ears back against my hea. I could barely hold on, just resisting for a few more seconds of bliss, but then my body won. my hips jutted forward and hot white ropes of my cum fired forth, my leopard seed spraying across the expensive pillows and blankets, I didn't care where it went, I did notice how many spurts I had, about two more than usual, my body quaking as my orgasm began to wind its way down.

Raj growled and pushed forward abruptly, pleased apparently I had reached my peak first. He wiggled every last inch of himself into me, forcing as much as he could. I moaned when I felt his barbs flare u pas he hit his peak. I could feel the hard, heavy spurts of his tiger seed pouring into me, as hot as his body, gushing and splashing, soaking and coating my inner walls. I couldn't believe how good it felt, a cat! I loved wolves, but sleeping with another feline... it was just something completely different. 

Raj would buck his hips forward a bit, spurting out every last drop of himself. he had lowered my leg at this point, curling it around my waist and touching along the bottom of my thighs delicately, flicking his claws through my fur as he was reduced to a trickle. He then just fell forward, laying on top of me since I had rolled onto my back since then, too. 

"Now then," he panted, looking at me. "We can really negotiate."

I just smirked. "You can try."