A/N: This is just one-drabble-thingy. If you don't like yaoi, stories that can destroy your childhood memories, sex between animal and man, turn away NOW. You have been warned. Rated M for the warnings I told you. I don't own any of the characters. Enjoy!
"And that's what friends are for!" The tiger sang with a great bass. Mowgli and the vultures jumped of surprise. The big, muscular tiger went forward to them with silent, yet powerful steps. "I must thank you for entertaining my victim!"
"No need to thank us, your grace." Shere Khan chuckled darkly and Mowgli swore the sound hit his chest. Right there. Suddenly Shere Khan scared the vultures away with a 'BOO!' The vultures acted like 'any vulture stand by themselves' thing. Shere Khan made eye contact, yet the mancub didn't run away! "Why are you still standing? Is it possible you don't know who I am?" The tiger asked, with his chest out like a royal thing, and acted all high and mighty. "I know who you are! You're Shere Khan! "The tiger lifted up his right paw and pushed out the claws. "Indeed. And since you know who I am, you know it would be best to run while you have the chance." Shere Khan brushed his fur with his claws and stuck his point finger under the man cub's chin and lifted him up a little. 'Guess it's time to play!' Mowgli thought. "Sure about that?" Shere Khan raised his eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?" Mowgli smirked. He took the paw and kissed the paw with his tongue as if he kissed a female paw. He kissed it while looking at the tiger, straight in the eyes. Shere Khan quickly withdrew his paw. "What's the matter with you, you fur less creature! " Mowgli went calmly forward and brushed his hands through the tiger's fur at the chest. He dug his fingers deeply into the tiger's fur and snuggled his head under the chin. "Wow. Are you this warm or am I really this stunning? Wanna go behind a bush?" He was slammed away without any warning and was pinned to the ground. "Did you think, I swear, did you think I would go so low to mate with a skinny, immature idiotic individual as you? And a cub! How dare you think of me like this? HOW…dare you!" Mowgli's eyes widened and made his lips wobble. "I… thought I was doing you a fa-fa-vour!" The tiger narrowed his eyes and lowered himself, still not letting go of the man cub. "How could you possibly do me a favour?" "Animals always fear you, you know. Everyone you meet, fear you and run away. Those who don't fear you, look at you with hatred and disrespect. And Tabaqui? He fears you like shit and has no backbone to which is not even worth to remember! With such loneliness and such stress from all the negative feelings you receive, you have no one to relieve yourself with! You could do it yourself, but you know it's below you!" You could see that Shere Khan was listening, falling into Mowgli's act. "I appreciate your concern," the tiger said, dryly, "but I can handle it just fine, thank you." He lowered his head near Mowgli's ear and whispered, with a voice like a winter wind: "Besides, I do not wish an audience." Mowgli turned his head to Shere Khan's head. "Forget the vultures. At least let me prove myself to be of use." Mowgli insisted. "Why are you so desperate? Beside what you said a moment ago." Mowgli smirked. "I'm horny. You're not exactly…..ugly." A cocky smile formed on the tigers face. "If you insist so much…well, prove yourself, man cub." Mowgli caught the tiger's lips and licked them like he was starving. He sneaked his tongue in the wild, hot mouth. The tongues met and a playful battle begun. Mowgli decided to get bolder, so he dug his hands back into the chest fur of the tiger and rubbed the skin tenderly. At the same time, he hummed a melody with basses, smooth and soft and made sure everything fitted together, as if he performed for the tiger, trying to draw him in hypnosis. Shere Khan lay down with Mowgli under him and the man cub's legs on each side. He took that to his advantage. He raised his hips so he could brush his abdomen against Shere Khan's fur. Shere Khan turned him around on the stomach. "No one shall know about this. Understand?" Mowgli nodded. Suddenly he was scooped up on Shere Khan's back and the tiger started running. "What are you doing? I thought we were supposed to-"Mowgli said, but was interrupted. "We are. Believe me, we are. I just want some privacy, and my cave is excellent for privacy." Mowgli silently agreed.
The cave was a while away, but boring? Far from it! He moved his hips like he had seen the man do when they rode horses, which made the tiger speed up. The cave was big enough for the both of them. The tiger put Mowgli down and, without a word, nudged him mercilessly against a big nest of grass and hay. Mowgli climbed up on it and lay on the back with the tiger on top. They continued their kissing with Shere Khan in charge and Mowgli continued moving like he did before, but more intense, and instead of the fur on the chest, he moved to the neck and behind the ears. Those made the tiger groan. The tiger started to wag his tail and hump his body, especially his abdomen against Mowgli. The mancub gasped and broke the kiss to have more air. Shere Khan licked the body of the mancub with lust and greed. "Hey….ah…why do it-ooooh h-here? Why not….god….on the floor?" Mowgli asked panting. It was hard to concentrate when a big, muscular, dominant, total seme tiger was licking you like a Popsicle with a hot tongue. "Even tigers have mercy. Besides, the more comfortable you are, the more you are able to pleasure me." He came down to the briefs. He smirked and decided to torture the man cub. Just a little. He licked the briefs, pretending they weren't there and embraced the ass to massage it and keep his prey still. Not that the man cub minded. He enjoyed dominance, and this was as close he had gotten with any other. "..Kha..n..ka…ka-AH!" He said as the tiger met the tip of Mowgli's cock through the fabric. Mowgli moaned and tried hard to move so he could move his genitals closer to that hot mouth, but Shere Khan was too strong. Mowgli arched his back as Shere Khan found a good spot. Mowgli brushed the tiger's fur with his feet before he closed them, almost locking the tiger's head there. "K-han….Ah, undress…..me." He got a 'nu-uh' in reply. "Undress….me! The briefs are so tight!" No changes happened however. "Beg." he heard. What? Was he supposed to beg? NO-oh….way. "Undress my, Shere Khan. I need you….pl…pleaaaaaaase?" Shere Khan went forward and kissed the man cub deeply. "Good cub." Shere Khan whispered and bit him lightly on the ear. Suddenly they heard ripping sounds. It was Mowgli's briefs ripped to shreds. "Feeling better, man cub?" Mowgli nodded and kissed him back. Khan went down again and turned the man cub around, a move that was quickly followed by a rising ass. Khan made sure to prepare him well, rewarded with moans from the cub. Without asking for permission, he entered the hot, brown ass with a deep growl. He didn't give the cub much time to adjust to his 6 inches before he moved and let out a roar for getting in. So…tight and delicious, a thought the tiger agreed wholeheartedly. He placed his paws on each side of the cub's back, supporting himself and keeping his prey down. Mowgli didn't mind, however. The only thing he would complain about would be being sore in the ass. The only thing he could do was to raise his hips and meet the massive tiger in the thrusts. If he knew mating with the obnoxious tiger would be this good, he should have done this a long time ago! He gasped as he felt the cock grow harder and bigger. Shere Khan groaned as he clawed the walls mercilessly while still pounding into the cub. He came with a massive roar and a load of cum which made the cub full for hours. Without a word, the tiger took his cock out and dragged the man cub back, despite the rest they needed. Shere Khan took Mowgli to the place they came from and throwed Mowgli away. He ran towards the cub and finished him off. Then he lay down beside the cub and eat him, still in his bliss.
A/N: Yes, I may made Mowgli seem a man-whore and a bitch and a liar and such, but those were my intentions.