Viper, Crane, Monkey, and Mantis did not think that such a small creature could make such a huge robust sound of laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The red panda laughed. Whatever it was that Shifu said on that scroll to Po must have been a great inside joke. "Ah! I didn't think he would be upset. But I imagine he's not going to be upset for long."
"Uh...huh," Crane slowly said.
"Either way, I think we'll be fine for now. A few days on this mission and we'll go back to the Jade Palace."
"Great, I can't wait to see how Tigress managed to deal with Po," Monkey sniggered.
Shifu smiled, "Oh I think they'll be just fine."
Meanwhile, Mr. Ping stared at his adopted son with blinking confusion. "You want me to give you... how much oil?"
"Just give me the leftover oil you haven't used yet. NOTHING from the waste. The Jade Palace doesn't have enough," Po clarified. The bird glanced behind him at Li Shan. The older panda simply shrugged. After getting the palm oil, Po huffed his way back up the stairs, leaving Li Shan and Mr. Ping staring at each other.
"What do you think he's doing up there?" Li Shan asked.
The bird shrugged. "Who knows? Po's always coming up with wacky contraptions. Thankfully, Master Tigress is up there making sure he doesn't get... too crazy."
Li Shan and Mr. Ping couldn't hear the child-like evil laughter that the Kung Fu panda made as he walked up the stairs. Darting his eyes all over the courtyard, he sped over to the barracks kitchen where he stashed most of the oil. He stopped, glanced around again, and finished shoving everything into place. "Hehehehehehehe. Excellent," Po grinned sinisterly. He shook his head. "Alright, I'm not a horny bull. I need to calm down. Hmm. Maybe I should do some exercise before dinner."
Meanwhile, Tigress's shaky legs slowly dipped into the steaming bubbling water in the bathhouse. Her body eased into the hot liquid, releasing tension she never knew she had until earlier. The tiger shivered with a small smile on her face. Naked and alone, she gently cupped her breasts, slightly disappointed they didn't elicit the same tenderness and excitement Po gave them earlier. How did he do it?
Tigress sighed and relaxed further into the water. Her mind wandered back and forth in a slightly muted way. Like she didn't hear her thoughts at all. Normally, she could only find mental solace in the embrace of Kung Fu.
And being with Po.
The tiger shivered again as she remembered the moments before. She frowned a bit, though. She didn't get to please the panda and the tiger didn't feel right. Po had already shown that he wanted to do everything for her, and he was doing that even before they became intimate. There had to be some way she could repay him.
There is one way
Tigress didn't shake her head, but she sighed. Even though she would like that, she wanted to repay him in NON-sensual ways. Besides, how could she even please a man? Maybe she had to do her own research... again.
For a moment, reality came into her head. For a moment, her head drifted to Shifu and the possibilities there. What would Shifu say about this?
Fuck him
Tigress audibly laughed and smiled as she stepped out of the bath. Honestly, this was Shifu's fault. He knew that it was her heat season and he refused to let Viper stay with her. What was he thinking?
Patting and rubbing herself dry, Tigress grabbed the chest wrappings but stopped and bit her lip. A wonderfully naughty thrill ran up her spine. She redressed herself and walked back to her room placing the chest wrappings in her room. She looked at the mirror Viper gave her. She squirmed a bit, frowning at the image staring back at her. Was this... desirable? "Tigress! Dinner's ready!"
"Ohh! Uhh I'll be right there!" Tigress called back. Taking a nerve-settling deep breath, she walked out of her room and into the kitchen. Po turned around and his eyes immediately went to her chest. She stared at some spot on the floor. "You... said that you were comfortable with me... having limited chest wrappings."
"No, no, no! It's fine! I just... you look very different without them. It's... uh... kinda hot."
"Hot? Does that mean, beautiful?"
"Times ten," Po shakily grinned. The tiger smiled and sat down with the panda. "And I can definitely see how... uh free they are?"
"Oh? How so?" Tigress smirked at the panda's nervous speech.
"Uhhh why don't we talk about that later? Right now, let's eat." The tiger smiled at Po and began eating. Midway through their dinner, she sniffed the air. There was a heavy savory smell mixed in with a certain musk that Tigress couldn't get out of her nose. She looked at Po chomping on his bean buns. "What's wrong?" He asked with a mouth full of buns.
"Uhhh are you sweating?"
"Oh! Yeah, I decided to do some exercise."
"Why?"
"Because I'm a kung fu warrior?" Po said tilting his head.
The tiger rolled her eyes. "I mean why now? You went to your father's shop and came back to train? That doesn't seem like you."
"I... wanted to get some steam out," Po grimaced a bit. Tigress frowned. "It's alright. I'm fine. I can tell why you like exercising when you're... uh... hot."
The tiger smiled at his word choice. "What did you need to get from your father's shop?"
"Oil."
The tiger's eyes sharpened. She looked up from her food and stared at the panda's innocent grin. She squinted but that only made the panda's smile widen. "For what?"
"Cooking. We were short."
"I'm sure Zeng stocked the pantry."
"Just in case," Po smiled. Tigress shook her head. Trying to figure out the panda was like trying to figure out why some pandas only sneeze through their left nostril. "What did you have in mind for the rest of the day?"
"Nothing. Making sure that the Hall of Heroes is protected and-"
"Oh, I already did that. You don't have to."
Tigress rose her eyebrow. "Did you have something in mind?" She asked.
Po nervously rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I did have one idea. But I think I'll just save it for tomorrow."
"What was that?"
"A massage?"
Tigress's eyes widened only to lower back to a simmering smirk. Suddenly the oil made sense. "I see."
"But we can wait for that tomorrow... if you want," Po smiled too innocently.
"Oh... I don't think I can wait that long," Tigress purred.
"Mmm I think you can," Po smirked. After they finished eating, an idea flew into Tigress's mind that only made her smirk widen.
"Po, why don't you go ahead and sleep? I'll clean up," She said, standing up to collect the dishes.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course," She smiled, "Think of it as a small repayment of... giving me a hand."
"Heh heh heh, Okay," Po chuckled and let the tiger kiss his cheek before leaving. The panda rubbed his cheek, smiling widely to himself. All the sensuality aside, the small tender moments were reassuring. And surprising. Po never thought Tigress could be so gentle. While the panda went to bed, Tigress quickly washed the dishes and stole away to the Hall of Heroes where her objective was. A wide grin spread across her lips as she found the scrolls she was after, quickly reading them in detail. When she was finally done with her objective, she returned to Po's room, finding the panda fast asleep with a spot for her. Tigress smiled and rested for the night, grinning to herself as she mentally planned for tomorrow.
The next morning
Too many pandas. Black and white fur filled her eyes as several copies of the panda circled around her. A shiver ran through her as two of them grabbed her naked body. One, maybe two hands were on her womanhood. She'd kiss the lips of one while the other nibbled on her sensitive neck and ear. Another massaged her feet while the one behind her groped her ass and...
Another shiver sent her eyes fluttering up and open. She grinned widely, trembling again. Tigress suddenly shook her head. There was only one Po. A fantasy like that didn't match reality, even if there was a kung-fu technique for it. The Tiger shook her head again. She didn't want to use any fancy technique for their relationship. They had all the secret moves, techniques, and methods to keep their sex drive happy, healthy, and well-spiced.
But that wasn't life. She sighed as she tucked her knees close to her chest. She gasped a bit and looked down. The sensation of her freed breasts sometimes shocked her simply because they were in confinement most of the time. Tigress stared at a spot on the wall. She hoped that when this heat subsided the two of them could maintain a healthy fulfilling relationship. And try as she might, she couldn't see sensual pleasure as the prime reason why they should stay together. Especially since they were Kung Fu warriors.
But today was a gift. Tigress smiled. It wasn't wrong for her to enjoy the special times with Po when she could. That's what mattered in the end. Being present with all facets of their life. Her hand reached to grab Po's only to find the panda missing. She looked around the room, noticing the panda was completely gone. Gathering herself together, she walked out of the barracks and searched for the panda in the kitchen. He wasn't there, but a note was.
Dear Tigress
Food is ready and I hope that you're well-refreshed. I'll be in the Ru suite waiting for you. You mentioned Viper teaching you some relaxation techniques. Well, I have a technique myself.
See you soon,
Love Po.
P.S. Sorry if that flirt was too much.
Tigress chuckled a bit. She ate lightly and walked over to the special suite. The Jade Palace had several suites other than the Chrysanthemum. The special suite that Po referred to was over a hot spring where it was kept at a nice temperature despite the chilly air. It was called the Ru Suite. Tigress entered a large round jade room with a stream of heated water circling the edges underneath a grate. Steam flowed up to the ceiling where it funneled the moisture into a drop in the center of the room and condensed into a small fountain.
Po stood next to the fountain with a comfortable-looking table and several fresh towels. The table had sheets on it with a padded hole at the top for her head to rest. Heated stones and a bowl of oil were beside him. A half-lidded smile creased his face as he bowed and let the tiger come near the table. "It's good to see you, Master Tigress."
"You really went above and beyond. I must ask, why so early?"
"I noticed that you usually train early, so I figured that the... heat is strongest when you wake up?" Po said. Tigress nodded. "So, I wanted to do this first thing in the morning. Annd I was a bit excited."
"A little more than a bit," Tigress smirked, glancing down at the panda's pants. The towel he was holding barely covered up the small tent in his pants. What was unusual was that the panda had a white vest on with black lining. Tigress knew he rarely used this for special occasions.
Well, today was a special occasion.
Po stepped forward to the table. "I'll turn around and wait for you to strip to your comfort level." He lifted the sheet that was on the bed-like table. "When you're done, please rest on your front and place your face on the little headrest here." Po smiled and turned away from her. Tigress grinned. Her small chuckle couldn't hide her excitement and anticipation. She unbuttoned her qipao, letting it fall to the ground before shedding her pants. She stood in her barest undergarment but stopped.
She looked at the panda's back. "It's... to my comfort level, correct?"
"Of course, though the fewer clothes, the better I can work," Po explained. "But please, don't feel like you have to-"
"No, no, it's okay. I just... wanted to ask." Tigress took a deep breath and undid her undergarments. She rested herself underneath the sheets and placed her face on the headrest. "I'm ready."
"Very well, let's begin," Po said professionally. The panda approached the tiger, gently pulling down the sheets only to the small of her back. Lines and slight valleys of muscles, hypnotic stripes, and fur graced the panda's eyes. Po took a deep breath, dipped his hands into the warm oil, and lightly spread it over her back. "Is this pressure good enough?"
"Mmm?" Tigress hummed almost sleepily. The heat and smell already stroked her to a sleepy daze. "Yes, it's good. Ooh." She gasped as the panda's fingers lightly touched a sore spot until it eased itself out under his manipulations. The tiger's eyes swirled around a bit as the panda's fingers glided up to her shoulders, delicately adding pressure to them until her body finally learned to relax. She had acupuncture before by Mantis, but this felt completely different. Softer, gentler, warmer.
Her body slightly jerked. "Sore spot?" Po asked as his hands immediately stopped and lightened their pressure.
"Just a little on the left side."
"Got it." Po rounded the sore spot, lightly coming up the tiger's spine from a different direction. Soon, the tiger's body relaxed there and he lightly massaged the spot again. "What about now?"
"Huh? Oh, it's good."
"You sure?"
"Mmhm," Tigress smiled, though Po couldn't see it. The panda finished with her back and covered it, moving onto her legs. "I didn't know you were so good with your hands, Po."
"That's an invitation," Po chuckled nervously, "But I used to massage my dads."
"Really?"
"My goose dad would have a lot of pain in his shoulders and back. That's why he doesn't fly much. My panda dad would have more issues in his lower back and the back of his legs." Po pressed a certain part of Tigress's hamstrings, making the tiger jolt. "Just like you seem to have."
"Sorry."
"No, no, just take a deep breath," Po said. Tigress did so. The panda redipped his hands in the oil and smoothed the tiger's muscles in her left leg. "Your thighs are pretty tight, Tigress. You need to stretch them more."
"Mmm, I will remember that," Tigress said dreamily. Po smiled and refocused on his work. "Although my hips are a little sore."
The panda smirked a bit, covering his laugh, "I thought you felt nothing."
"Well, your... expertise is reawakening my old nerves," Tigress replied. She wasn't lying. The panda's soft caresses and firm pressure were doing something to her body she hadn't thought was possible. She was feeling again. Po chuckled a bit as he started at her feet. "Oooh, right there."
"Lots of pain?"
"I... didn't know I had so much of it there."
"Just breathe. Focus on your breath," Po said, easing the pain out of Tigress's body. The tiger always thought that massages were supposed to be painful, but the panda's hands were releasing pain caused by years of neglect. Po started to stroke the inside of her thigh, making the tiger jitter. "Pain?"
"N-N-No," Tigress stammered. "Just sensitive."
"Okay." Po gently and slowly brushed close to the inner thigh. Moving back up, his hands came to her buttcheek. Po's eyes widened.
Tigress was muscular. That much was obvious. Yet the butt that stood before him was round, perky, and malleable with an excited jiggle as he ran his hands over it to get the 'hip pains' out. "Mmmmm, that feels good, Po," Tigress purred.
"I'm glad you like it," he smiled. Besides the excitement, he was glad that she could feel relief in a different kind. The muscles in her were firm and rigid. Over time, they loosened, but Po had to make sure that the tiger didn't immediately tense again. His hands combed over her round ass muscles, trying his best not to squeeze or grope. His manhood raged inside of him.
Po had learned something in his research about resting into the lust he had rather than trying to restrain it. He took a deep breath and simply allowed the arousal to be there. Needless to say, his pants immediately tented, but he could focus on his work without his brain constantly trying to push something back.
He did the same thing with her right leg, calf, and foot before covering her lower legs. "Is that it?" She asked though Po could tell she sounded disappointed.
"No. Not yet," Po smiled. He lifted the sheets a bit. "Try your best to turn around onto your back." The tiger did so and Po gently rested the sheets back on her. He started at her head, grabbing a small stool to work on her neck muscles. "Relax your head for me."
Tigress did so. The panda expertly pushed and rubbed her neck, careful to ensure no damage was done. "Mmm, that feels nice," The tiger sighed as her shoulders rested. She sleepily opened her eyes, seeing jade eyes smiling down at her. She let a small giggle exit her mouth. "What? Why are you smiling?"
"You're so cute when you relax."
"Mmm, thank you," Tigress hummed. There wasn't much room for embarrassment right now. Po had rubbed that out. The panda worked down her body to her chest. Tigress bit her lip as the panda gently rolled the sheets off.
"Just tell me when it gets too much for you, okay?" Po said. "And when I mean too much, I mean climax, okay?"
"Why?"
"If you were to cum now, it would ruin the relaxation piece."
Tigress grumbled. She didn't want that. "Okay, Po." Smiling, the bear gently worked his hands around the tiger's pectoral muscles. The tiger found her body sinking deeper and deeper into the table. Her eyes drooped and dripped. Several times she swore she was dreaming and other times she would wake up at some sore spot or Po speaking. "This is very relaxing."
"You like it?"
"I do," She said freely. Slowly, the panda worked around her breasts, softly and delicately kneading them. Tigress gave a shaky sigh, slightly whimpering as Po went down her body. "I would love more, though."
"I know. Me too," Po said with the same disappointment in his voice, "But I want to focus on one thing at a time."
"Mmm," Tigress sighed. Po finally made it to her belly where the tiger wasn't expecting anything to happen. But as the panda's hands slowly massaged her abdomen, something started to stir. Po noticed her core flex.
"Sensitive?"
"I... I don't know. It feels like something's boiling."
"This area can be tight by emotions and stuff like that. I'll try to be gentle."
"Okay," Tigress sighed, trying to relax into whatever was happening. Po decided to glide over to her legs and work there. She relaxed again, loosening her quads. She rested her head back and slightly moaned, "Ooooh."
"Sensitive?"
"I don't mind."
"I do," Po smiled, "You can't relax if you're wiggling like that."
"Hmph."
"Just breathe," Po said as he worked around the area again. The tiger's legs were slender yet toned. It was a wonder that such raw strength could come from such a body. Yet the power to punch through solid rock was in this fit, trained, and sexy body. After finishing her feet, Po traveled back up the leg, gently kneading out the tender spots before replicating his work on the other leg. Soon, he covered her legs and went back to her core.
He made sure to be gentle, but the tiger's body started to arch. "Should I-"
"Please don't stop!" Tigress begged. Po thought he should, but the tiger seemed to be working something out. His hands slowly brushed around and around her core to the center. Tigress's body convulsed and shook. Her eyes shot wide open and she roared. "GRAAAAAHHHHH! AHHHHHH!" Her roar felt like it went on for a full two minutes. She trembled and shook before Po until she collapsed to the table, motionless while her lungs panted for air.
"Are you okay? Please, Tigress say something?" Po asked, gently caressing her face. The tiger grabbed the panda's head and firmly pressed her lips to his. She panted heavily as she pulled away.
"That... was... amazing. Ohhh wow. I've... never felt so free before. What did you do?"
"Like I said, the body can store a lot of emotions that we don't want to have. I'm just glad you're not crying," Po sighed in relief. "The oil would've made this really bad for your eyes."
"But I do feel like crying and laughing and... wow," Tigress's smile was much wider than Po had ever seen. "I didn't know I was holding in such... pressure."
"It can creep in over time. I'm just glad you're okay," Po smiled, gently rubbing her head. Tigress chuffed happily. "Now, I'll turn around and let you get dressed."
"Actually, this suite has a washroom. Could I go there? Just to get the oil off."
"Of course," Po smiled. He grabbed a towel, turning his head away to make sure he didn't look. Tigress slowly got up and wrapped the towel around her.
"Could you... stay here for a minute?"
"Oh sure. I was going to put the stuff up anyway."
"Not yet," Tigress said, "I want to try something with you."
"What's that?"
"You'll see," Tigress smiled. She walked to the washroom while the panda struggled not to look at her swaying hips. Po shook his head and turned around. She wasn't teasing him. That's just how she normally walked.
Right?