"Soooo we're going here because?" Po asked. The tiger's smirk never left her face.
"My mom really did miss you, Po. I think it's good for her to know that we're together again."
"Oh! Uh, okay," Po nervously grinned. "I just hope she's not mad at me."
"Why would she be?"
"Because I basically left you in the middle of a very awkward and embarrassing situation?"
Tigress sighed but smiled, "I feel as if it was more embarrassing for you than me."
"Why?"
"Because I knew you were in the closet."
"YOU... You knew! I thought that was just luck!" Tigress shook her head. "Oh, wow. Well, now I feel more like an idiot."
"Don't worry about it, Po," Tigress smiled. They drove a small house in the suburban neighborhood and parked in the driveway. "Come on."
"O-Okay."
"Po, stop worrying. I already told my mom you're coming."
"Oh, that doesn't help at all."
"Why not?"
"Because she could be preparing my death!"
"Po!"
"What?" Tigress rolled her eyes as she rang the doorbell. The door opened to a slightly seasoned version of Tigress in blue high heels, blue lipstick, and a bright sky blue blouse and skirt. The tiger wrapped her arms around Po and pulled him into a hug, smothering him with her plumper bouncy breasts. "MHMHMH!"
"Po! It's soo great to see you again! How's my favorite good boy?" The tiger smiled joyously. Po pulled out and gasped.
"It's uh... good to see you too Mrs-"
"Oh dear, just call me Cora. You're old enough now. My my, I forgot how cute you were, and you've definitely gotten bigger."
"Well, I am a panda."
"I meant muscle-wise," Cora said, lightly touching his arm. "You've been working out."
"Hehe, yeah."
"Come on in. I'll get drinks ready," Cora replied. Her large double-wide ass swayed behind her. Po's head struggled to understand what he was looking at. Tigress's mom was a little shorter than her daughter but had slightly bigger breasts and a fatter ass than Tigress, only sweetened by her age. She turned around, smiling with her plump lips, just like her daughter.
An immediate thought about tag-teaming them flew into Po's mind, but he shook it off as he sat on a recliner in the living room. That's when he noticed a lack of pictures, other than the pictures of Tigress and her mom.
"Um... how is Mr.-"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Tigress interrupted, sitting on Po's right. "My parents are divorced."
"Oh! I'm sorry."
Cora sat down next to him in another chair. "Don't be honey," She smiled. "We wanted different things."
"Like what?"
"He wanted stability and normalcy. I wanted sex."
"Oh! Uh... that uh... how did-"
"Po, it's best not to ask," Tigress teased.
Po smiled nervously, "It's good to see you again, Mrs... Uh... Cora."
"Oh, it's good to see you too, Po," She said, rubbing her hand on his forearm. "We've really missed you here. You were such a good boy. What do you do now?"
"Animation, but I'm moving up in the company so."
"That's great."
"And running Jessica's harem alongside?" Tigress smirked. The panda glared while Cora's eyes lit up.
"Oh, Jessica, I remember her. Hmmm, I wonder if I could meet her."
"Um..." Po glanced at the tiger's body and smiled with a small chuckle, "Yeah, I'm sure she'd loooovee to meet you again."
"Mmm, I'll put it in my calendar."
A moment of silence crossed over them. Po looked between the two tiger's smiles and smirks.
"Um... I don't know if there's some tension here, but I was just-" Before he could finish, both the tigers sitting on either side of him rubbed their hands on his crotch, kneeling at his feet. "Oh, uh... never mind."
"Tigress also told me how much you've grown here," Cora smirked as her hand rubbed his dress pants. "Do you think you could show me? Please?" She pouted.
"Damn pouty face," Po grunted. He looked at Tigress. "You set me up."
"Once I told her about our night, she wanted in on the action."
"Of course," Cora smiled, "Where do you think Tigress got her talents from?"
"Right," Po sighed and smiled, defeated.
{SExy Time on AO3}
The next day, after waving Cora off, the two drove home, Po's home. The ride was long and quiet for a while, but Po was fine with that. Just having his former crush and now greatest lover back was more than he could ask for.
Well, almost.
He had a few questions that needed to be answered, and who else to answer them than the smartest woman among them?
"Tigress? When is a woman really into a man?"
Tigress rose her eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"
Po clarified, "I'm just saying that... It's just... a lot of Jessica's girls have other partners. I mean, what makes a woman stick to their significant other? I mean, I've seen couples do cuckold sessions or threesomes or whatever. It's just... I've seen and heard Jessica's girls tell her that they'll only ever be for her... and then the next moment say the same thing to the other guy."
"Ahhh," Tigress said as a slow smirk rose to her face. "You want to make sure I stay."
"That's not... I know you'll stay... I think," Po eyed her suspiciously. She had that mischievous curl in her lips. "I'm just... wondering."
"How to know if a woman really wants a certain man," Tigress repeated. "I think it's the fact that she... keeps coming back." Po tilted his head. "It's the daily stuff, Po, not a single event. A girl or guy can say anything that the other wants to hear, but ultimately, the one that she comes back to time and time again has her heart. The one that's there. There are some girls who just go for a fling, just for fun. Some want to get married early, or revenge. There are a lot of reasons. But there's that one guy that they keep coming back to: to talk, to be with, to listen to, to enjoy company with. That's the one who's got her heart. Her heart may drift away because she's not getting what she wants or needs but it's usually a communication issue," Tigress muttered in a way that made Po curious to question her previous partners, but he shrugged. The past was the past, and he could only deal with it by addressing the present.
"But I know why you ask, though," Tigress said.
"I-"
"I get it. It's hard to know if they mean it or not. Do women really believe what they say or is it just the high of the moment?"
"Yeah," Po said like a block of lead was on his heart.
"There are signs before and after the deed, I guess. I mean, some men and women are so prideful of their prowess that they'll just steal a person just because they know they can, not because of any love."
"And if they do?"
"They can't. Love has a funny way of sniffing out pride. They're opposites. Even if they get seduced, odds are they try and get back with the original. Love prevails."
"But I've heard about people in love and then these kinds of guys still steal those girls. What did the guy do wrong?"
"First off, that's not what happens in reality, so don't let your fears get to you," Tigress said firmly. Po nodded. "But sometimes it's the woman's personality. Sometimes, neglect, though it's usually obvious at that point, but not to the man, I guess. Or woman," Tigress sighed sadly, drifting her eyes to the sliding city buildings. "Sometimes it's because of a simple mistake."
"But how do you stop the idea of, 'I'm less than a person'?"
"Humility." Po rose his eyebrow. "The only way to overcome a prideful person is to be humble, not by thinking less of yourself, but by thinking of yourself less." Po narrowed his eyes. "Hehe, it's confusing I know, but think about it. If you fully focus on who the girl is rather than an idea of her, you'll always have her. No one can stop that. You already know that from what Mia tells me."
"Hehe."
"Do you know how many men I've confused when I suddenly take such an "interest" in their newest fling after they cheated on me? I start to become great friends with their fling and it bothers and upsets them to the point that they either screw themselves over or give up. Prideful people want to know they're superior. Humble people take that away from them. It takes slave and master to play the dom-sub game."
"Whoa, I... I didn't think about that," Po said.
"Toxic people need someone to compare with. It's just pride and arrogance, thinking you need to be better than someone else instead of being better for yourself. And you're never satisfied like that."
Tigress paused for a moment in thought, "I guess that's why an arrogant jerk can't enjoy women and has so many of them. Because he's lost the ability to enjoy any of them at all."
"Huh... I wonder why that hasn't happened to me," Po said.
"Because you focus on the woman, not on your reputation or your status. When you're having sex, you don't think 'I need to show that I'm better or dominant or in charge.' You focus on others. That's why you're so good in bed. You're into your women. That's intimacy."
"Hmm"
"You have to remember Po." Tigress continued, "that people are error-prone too. People get seduced and fall. It never says anything about you, unless you're abusive, neglectful, or just not meeting her needs. And if her needs are as shallow as a longer dick-"
"Then why am I upset when I have so much more to offer?"
"And you do," Tigress smiled as she rested her hand on his lap. "So don't get trapped in the "alpha-beta" game or try to be better than someone else to prove something to yourself. You'll never do it. Bullies as well as nerds have insecurities that make them act out. A true man learns to accept himself simply because he is a man."
"Hehe."
"What?"
'It's been a while since I've had this kind of conversation with people."
"Hmm," Tigress smiled. "And I'm actually glad someone is willing to ask the questions." The car sped into the crescent driveway and stopped. As the two got out, Tigress asked, "Why did you bring it up?"
"I've been wanting to face my fear."
"What fear?"
"Uh... the fear of... Jessica, or someone like Jessica... taking someone away from... me." Tigress frowned and narrowed her eyes. "I realize now that was a problem with me and not her, I just-"
"Do you think she would do that?"
"Not... intentionally," Po stumbled, "But it's just-"
"You two are different people, Po."
"I know, but she's better than me."
"How?"
"She's been with more women? She's bolder. She's more aggressive." Tigress rose her eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Yeah now that I say it out loud, it sounds very shallow."
"Can she pay taxes? Cook? Make people happy with tough issues?"
Po paused just before the grand mansion door. "Uh... no. Definitely not the taxes. She has someone at her job do the taxes for her business. And I do the taxes for our house. I don't trust her with them."
"Exactly," Tigress said. "She might be a man in society and social media eyes, but all those things are external, out of her control... and toxic. She doesn't have the experiences you have that make you a man, which is mostly internal."
"Huh?"
"You can, you know, live without sex."
"HAH! You're basically saying she's a sex addict."
Tigress smirked, "Am I wrong?"
"No," Po chuckled.
"Stop judging yourself by appearences, Po. Start judging yourself by the heart," Tigress smiled. The two walked inside the mansion, passing the twin staircases to see Jessica sitting with Bao on the couch in a usual semi-naked attire: t-shirt, ball-hugger thong.
"Hey!" Jessica smiled. "There's the couple. How is everything?"
"Well, uh...Tigress and I are... back together," Po said. Tigress smiled at the panda's shyness.
Jessica jumped from the couch and walloped Po in the shoulder. "That's awesome you two! I'm happy you two are back together. I was worried something was going to go wrong."
"Why?"
"Well, uh... it's... kinda you, Po," Jessica slowly said.
"HEY!"
"I'm just saying you're a bit clumsy." Po rolled his eyes. "Anyways, it's nice to have you on the team, Tigress," Jessica grinned.
"Good to be back," Tigress smirked back. Po glanced between Jessica and Tigress. Panic welled up in him, but he took a deep breath, alerting Jessica.
"What's the matter?" She asked.
Po could see the concern in her bright blue eyes. He smiled. Right, she was still his sister and she still cared.
The canine was a... complicated character. He couldn't just jump to conclusions.
"Hm? Nothing, just... uh... Cora wanted to tell you that she misses you."
"Uh... who's Cora?"
"Tigress's mom?" Po smirked. He took his hands, measured Tigress's booty, and held the measured space out in front, widening it just a bit. Jessica's eyes widened.
"Bao, come on. We're going for a drive."
"On it!" The female panda jumped off and out the door with Jessica scrambling for pants. They tumbled out the door. Po and Tigress heard tires skidding out to oblivion.
"Oookay, maybe she is addicted," Po chuckled uneasily.
"Mm, but her being out gives us some time."
"For what?"
Tigress curled her plump mischievous lips. "You know where her toys are, don't you?"
Po's eyes lit up with glee as he scooped up a squealing Tigress in his arms and raced for the bedroom.
A week went by, and Po and Tigress walked under the night sky to another club. On their way, Po spotted two dark figures coming out of the club that seemed familiar. The taller figure had a black tunic on with something that looked like prayer beads around his hands. Something was around his neck, a cross or symbol of some kind.
The shorter figure was more familiar. Even though she wore a skimpy black nun outfit, Po could recognize those sassy hips and tits anywhere. "Emma!"
The black cat turned around. "Po!" She ran up and hugged him. "How are you doing?"
"Great, great. This is Tigress. A long lost uh... girlfriend of mine."
"Ohh!" Emma smirked. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Daddy Bear didn't tell us that he had a secret crush."
"Emma," Po grumbled, though his cheeks burned. Tigress and the black cat smiled. "Where are you guys coming from?"
"We just came from a costume party," Said the black wolf next to her. Po assumed this was Damian.
"That's great, but... why as uh-"
"Well we um... kinda... I've been meaning to tell you this," Emma sighed. "I've been wanting to give religion a second chance." Po's mouth slightly dropped.
"Why?" He asked.
"After talking with you, everything made a little bit of sense. And you're right, doesn't make sense to push things aside because of people not knowing anything deeper about their beliefs. Damian said he'll help me."
"Yep!" Damian smiled wide and proud. Po couldn't help the smile creasing on his face. He could see a lovable canine version of himself in the wolf.
"Well, we have to go home to do uh... some stuff," Emma quickly smiled. "Come on, fat- I mean, Damian." She gave a quick wink to Po and sped off with a grinning wolf behind her. Po laughed.
"What?" Tigress asked.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about how those two spend their free time," Po smiled.
The tiger simpered back, "Probably the same way we'll spend our free time. Come on." Grabbing the panda's hand, the two strolled into the club.
Meanwhile, the black cat and dog drove to their small living. Damian rolled back his fit square-ish shoulders. "Po seems nice. You think he's interested in football?"
Emma rolled her eyes with a smile. "I'm sure he likes other stuff than just football, Dame." They marched up the steps to their apartment and Emma closed the door behind them. "But I'm glad you like MMPH!" The black cat's lips were muffled against Dame's lips. His kisses always caught her by surprise. Emma purred. Her hands brushed against his strong defined arms underneath his Catholic robes. She smiled in the kiss, pulling away with a leer.
"You always love doing that." The black wolf gave a goofy grin. "Come on, you overgrown puppy," Emma smirked. "You've got some confessions to do."
"Huh?"
"Yes father," Emma pouted with her big purple eyes. "I've sinned."
"Well, I think you're gonna have to do penance for that." Damian scooped her up in his arms, making her giggle, and walked to their bedroom. He tossed Emma onto the plushy sheets. Her headgear flopped to her left as she propped herself on her hands. "You're one sexy nun."
"Mmm, and you're a very handsome father," Emma replied. Growling in lust, Damian kissed her, slowly pushing her onto her back. Emma coiled her arms around his neck. His tongue toyed with her mouth while his sharp teeth threatened to bite on her lips. But she bit him, lightly. Damian flinched, looking at her smug smile.
"You're gonna pay for that," The wolf growled with a large grin.
{Sexy time on AO3}
It was a few moments afterward that he woke up and saw Emma slowly pulling out his member, which had finally gone soft. Damian looked at the morning sun and sighed. "Good morning," Emma purred, kissing his face.
"Oh! Uh... good morning." His voice wasn't chirper. A heavy weight sat on it.
"Dame, what's wrong? You haven't been you since we came back from the party."
The black wolf took a deep breath and reached over the side of the bed for his clothes. Curious, Emma looked over with him, but he clutched something small in his hands and covered it. "Emma, I... I wanted to ask you something."
"What?"
"I know your job doesn't allow you to be exclusive and I'm not asking you to be, but... I know you come to me because I'm there." He opened his hands and showed a small ring box. Emma clapped her hands over her mouth. "Will you... let me be there for you... always?"
The cat's body shook.
"You... you idiot!" She shouted as tears poured down her eyes. "Why would you do this now?! After sex! I mean! UGH! Don't look at me like that with those pouty adorable eyes."
"I... Does that mean no?"
"No it doesn't mean no! Gods! I feel like a mess! Ugh!"
"So you'll-"
"Yes I will marry you, you stupid overgrown puppy! Come here so I can kiss you!" The naked feline threw herself onto the wolf, peppering him with kisses while he kissed back.
Of course, the ring got knocked off the floor, but they'd worried about that after celebration sex.