Robin walked close to the boundaries of his father's kingdom. The young buck of a cub wandered alone through the tree copse, looking high and low for the Panther's fabled cache of diamonds, a treasure that fired the imaginations of all in the land who heard about it. What one could do with such riches boggled the mind.

For Robin, though, it wasn't about the diamonds, or at least not *just* about the diamonds. They had been left years ago, when The Panther was locked in a dire struggle with the boy's father, The King. It was only after a very bitter battle, one which almost resulted in The King's death, that The Panther was driven away. Now all that was left of the fiend's presence was the hidden treasure.

But it also wasn't so much for revenge. The war was ancient history that Robin had no memory of. What drove him more was the desire to prove he could be a great king in time by showing his skills as a prince.

He heard the noise of moving foliage coming his way. He quickly dove for the bushes, waiting to see just who was coming.

As Robin hid his tawny body in the green of the jungle, he watched as a feline figure approached from the way he'd been going. A black big cat, unmistakably a panther, but far too young to be The Panther.

Nonetheless, it was time for Robin to show he was his father's son. He leapt out of the foliage, pointing an accusatory finger at the intruder.

"You!" the young lion cried out. "You're a panther! What are you doing on this side of the river?"

The black panther cub reacted in surprise and shock. "Me? I'm not doing anything. I'm just looking around."

This gave Robin some pause. This was what his father, The King, had feared for so long? The panther's meekness disconcerted him.

"Panthers aren't allowed here. Years ago my father The King was in a fight with The Great Panther long ago. That liar nearly ruined the peace of the kingdom."

The panther let out a gasp. "Fighting? Lying? My father would never do such things, would he?"

It took a moment to truly comprehend the full weight of the young feline's words, throwing Robin completely off balance.

"Your father? The Panther is your father?"

"Please," the fearful young panther beggged, "I just-"

"You'd better hope the elephant border guards don't find you here."

"Well... what are *you* doing so close to the border yourself, then?" the panther retorted accusingly.

"Your father The Panther left a great treasure here before he fled. I seek The Diamonds."

"Such a treasure!" the panther gasped. "But what would you do with them?"

Robin paused for a moment, still looking the panther boy up and down, trying to ignore things welling up in the back of his mind. "I hadn't thought that far ahead. I'll figure it out when I find them."

The panther kicked at the ground as the lull in the conversation lengthened.

"Do you have a name?" asked Robin, "Mine's Robin."

"...Mewmew. I'm Mewmew."

"Mewmew? Your father The Panther named you that?"

"Yeah, it is silly... not like your name. A Robin is such a beautiful bird."

Robin blushed at this sudden compliment. "So, I'm going to keep looking for The Diamonds. You can decide what you want to do, but you very well can't stay here."

He turned to leave. "Wait!" He turned back around as Mewmew approached. "I want to go with you. I want to be friends with you."

Robin paused. Already this panther was developing such an attachment to him? He was weirded out, to say the least.

"N-no, I think we should be enemies."

Before the panther could respond, an incredibly loud peal of thunder rang out like a shot, reverberating through the veldt as rain began to pour from the heavens.

Mewmew panicked and trembled, unable to move from the sheer fear of the storm. Thinking fast, and having spotted a cave, Robin grabbed the panther's hand and with a shout of "this way, quick!", dragged the poor guy into the caverns.

Silence. The rain hammered on the cave's outer wall as the two boys struggled to catch their breath.

"Whew! We should be safe until the storm passes, Mewmew."

Suddenly, the scared panther boy threw his arms around Robin and hugged him very tightly. "You saved me. You called me your enemy, but you saved me."

Saving is laying it a bit thick, Robin thought to himself. He gently put his arms around the shaking boy. What was this feeling welling up inside the lion boy? It was stronger than friendship, a warm feeling spreading through his body. Especially down below. He felt his boyhood hardening as it rubbed against Mewmew's.

"Wh-" Mewmew got out before the lion listened to his body and kissed him deeply. He bore the boy to the ground and rolled on top of him.

"Robin," the panther said softly, himself feeling the same heat starting to burn within him.

Robin kissed him again, his hand reaching down and grabbing their boy parts together.

"What are you doing?" Mewmew panted once their muzzles weren't locked.

"Sometimes I'd see the others in the pride mating, and I'd touch myself to feel good. You're so scared, so I want to make you feel good too."

Mewmew gave a low moan of pleasure at all the good sensations Robin was giving him.

"But my father..."

"He isn't here, Mewmew. Nobody is. It's just you and me."

Suddenly, the lion slid down the panther's body. He took a moment to admire his partner's naked body, and then his erect, throbbing cock. He gave it a lick his tongue swirling around the tip.

"Oooh~" Mewmew panted as new sensations tremored through his body.

Robin took him into his maw, using his tongue and the inside of his mouth to rub and massage Mewmew's cock.

"Robin~... this feels so strange."

He pulled off, rubbing the hard member with his hand. "You've never done anything like this?"

"N-no. I was waiting for a mate before..."

The lion smiled. "I'll make it feel extra good then."

To Mewmew's confusion, the lion boy licked his finger, getting it wet top to bottom with his saliva. Whatever else this was meant to do, it was getting the panther turned on more.

Robin then went back down onto Mewmew's cock, taking it deeper into his maw as his hand massaged his balls gently. Suddenly though, the panther learned just why the finger had been licked like that when he felt it enter his tailhole.

"Hgh, wha- what are y- Oough"

He felt the finger probing around, as if Robin were looking for something. He was.

Soon Robin was rewarded with erotic mewling as he felt and tasted the precum filling his mouth.

Suddenly, the lion boy stopped. "I don't want you to cum just yet, Mewmew. I wanna make you feel really good first. But you have to do something, okay?"

Mewmew was very hungry for the new feelings his new friend was giving him. "Sure, anything!"

Robin placed his cock in front of Mewmew's maw. "Remember what I did to you with my mouth? Do it to me for a while."

The panther boy hesitated. But he was making him feel good, right? He took him in, clumsily at first, but soon figured out what he was doing.

"Mm, yes, just like that," Robin said in a low murr, "be careful of your teeth."

Mewmew was a natural. For someone who'd never done anything sexual before, he was doing amazingly at this, and before long, Robin had to stop him.

"Why?" the panther asked.

"I don't want to cum yet either. That's good though. Are you ready?"

"What do you want me to do?"

Robin moved, taking the boy's thighs in his arms and prodding his tailhole with the tip of his slicked cock.

"You'll love this, Mewmew."

The panther squirmed and panted as the lion slowly pushed his cock into him. Gently, bit by bit, the member filled the boy; eventually, Mewmew'd taken it to the hilt.

"Are you okay, Mewmew?"

He panted for a few moments before finally nodding, unable to speak.

"I'm going to start moving. If you want me to stop, tell me."

Robin pulled back, sliding out some, and then gently thrust back, starting to build up a rhythm. He felt the young panther boy clenching against him, squeezing his cock in a way that drove him wild.

"Mhh...Mewmew... You're a natural.."

"Robinnhh~"

The young panther had never felt anything like now. There was discomfort at first, but that had given way to amazing feelings.

The two enjoyed the erotic feel of eachother's bodies, but it couldn't last. The lion and the panther felt their plateau rapidly approaching.

"I'm gonna cum, Mewmew. Mmh, Mewmew..."

"D-do it..."

Robin roared as he came, filling Mewmew's no longer virgin tailhole with his own leonine spunk. He barely had presence of mind to take Mewmew's cock in his hand, finishing the panther boy off, watching as his cum splashed onto his own chest and belly.

The two lay panting for what seemed like ages after. At last, Robin rolled over to Mewmew and pulled him into one more kiss in the depths of the cave.

"I changed my mind, Mewmew"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't think we should be enemies. Being lovers is much more fun."

And that was worth far more than any diamonds could ever be.