Master Monkey kicked and clobbered with ferocious determination against the steel-studded, wooden crocodile warriors of the Jade Palace training hall. He'd been at it for a good twenty minutes now, alone so that the gauntlet was all his for the taking. It wasn't the most common occurrence, as the students of the Jade Palace so often trained all together; but sometimes, one just needed a relieving session of solitary pummelling.

Dodging and defending with skilled precision as he fought off each return blow, Monkey finally launched himself up and into the air, flipping backwards and landing in a perfect crouch a few feet away to catch his breath. For just a moment, he rested. Then it was back to business... Or, it would have been, had the sudden, prickling feeling of lurking eyes upon him not stopped him dead in his tracks.

The ape instinctively held onto his next inhale.

Ever so cautiously, he rose up again. He slowly scanned the room around him; though despite the eerie chill that ran up his spine, he saw nothing out of the ordinary...which simply couldn't be the case! Monkey's brow furrowed with dissatisfaction. Hesitantly, he tilted his head back to look up at the ceiling, before lowering it to pivot his line of sight around him one more time, as he quietly stepped along to face the opposite way.

Again...nothing.

Still, he waited in the silence for any small clue that he might not be alone.

Seconds became moments, and moments inevitably slowed down, until the suspicious simian brought his gaze down to the wooden floor in reluctant reconsideration. Which was his first big mistake. For no sooner than he'd allowed such subtle doubts to creep their way in and lower his savvy guard juuuust enough, the ultimate consequence was upon him. Quite literally.

With one swift attack, Monkey was slammed flat to the ground, wind and a sharp, shocked grunt knocked right out of him by two hundred pounds of...panda...of course. When exactly Po had gotten so much better at sneaking up on him, he still didn't really know.

Nor did he find even a second's single chance of rebuttal; for before the idea could enter his mind, an all-too-familiar sensation of heavy paws bedding into his own, and soft lips brushing ever so gingerly against his neck brought upon thoughts of a much more...carnal nature.

A reflexive hitch of breath followed as the now utterly helpless one arched into the other's enthralling actions with a muffled yelp, eyes rolling shut. In response, the Dragon Warrior smiled, and slowly trailed his parted muzzle higher, spilling a hot breath onto his captive along the way up. Monkey shuddered underneath him; his red cheeks grew even hotter as Po continued with a delicate lick, earning him yet another shaken whimper from the frenzied ape.

Finally, the panda came to rest gently against his partner's ear. Then, in a hushed and unbearably lustful tone, he whispered. "Wanna go out for noodles? It's half-price for couple's night."

Monkey froze.

Eyelids fluttered open in stunned confusion as all the fantasies he'd anticipated only mere seconds ago were mercilessly snatched right out from under him. Speechless, he hesitantly turned to meet the culprit's gaze. Po looked back with a deviously playful grin, held through a bite to his own lower lip.

Monkey blinked, mouth agape.

"What?" he finally said.

Po held his breath. After a moment of deathly silence, it was all he could do to stifle the humored snort that followed. His partner, however, didn't budge from his state of complete bewilderment.

Until he choked, "Are you serious right now?"

The bear immediately wiped any and all signs of amusement from his face. He then answered the question in the plainest tone he could ever hope to muster. "Seriously starving."

"...For noodles."

Po stared at him blankly. "Uhhh. Yeah."

Blushing furiously, Monkey then heaved a sigh of complete and utter frustration. "You!" He began, before he rolled his eyes and proceeded to sit upright, shoving his silly tease of a boyfriend away. "Get off me!"

But almost as soon as he'd done it, the ape softened right back again at the guilt-stricken little half-smile on Po's face. He shortly released a second, much gentler sigh, then raised an eyebrow with a smile of his own. Rolling onto his knuckles, Monkey hopped a bashful step forward to fill the space he'd made between them.

"Love you," Po sheepishly said through a giggle.

Monkey only shook his head; pink cheeks resurfaced as he tried (and failed) very hard not to let his own amused grin show. "Agh, whatever... Let's go get noodles."

Notes:

Post-KFP3.

VERY special thanks to my friend Dustin for blessing me with this little gem of an idea. :3

Haha, enjoy!