An Important Meeting

by Johnny Hung

Po told Tigress that he wanted to talk about something in an important meeting. Of course, the tiger could never expect the panda to do what he did next. Modern Au.

Don't own Kung Fu panda and not written with the intention to make money off of.

The feline was casually sitting on the cream sofa, glancing at the waiting device called her phone. The modest kitchen behind her was illuminated by the balcony window to her right. Hardwood floors with a fuzzy dark matted cream rug underneath her panda slippers. She was comfortable.

She would be fully comfortable if she weren't waiting for the panda. A light red tank top and a pair of black yoga pants covered her body as she waited for the bear of the hour. Just then, a big panda strolled in with a laptop and a cord and hooked it up to the large TV in front of her. "Okay, Po. What do you want to show me?"

"In a minute. It's a presentation."

The tiger narrowed her eyes, "Po, this better not be a stunt to spend money on another action figure collection."

"Ouch and no, I'm not doing that... again," The panda nervously chuckled. "No, Tigress. I have a completely different idea in mind." Finally, the panda stood up, dressed in a jet-black suit and tie that was stylishly pressed for the occasion. Tigress lifted her eyebrow with a smirk. The white dress shirt gave him a professional look. He looked slimming in it, too. Tigress narrowed her eyes, though her lips still held her subtle smirk.

Why the get up?

The panda took a short breath and stood at attention. "Welcome. Today I want to present something very important to you, our viewer. It is simply titled," He pressed the button for the slide that showed a flashy animation on the PowerPoint. "Why I should be your husband?"

"Ohhh my gods," Tigress groaned.

"Please leave all pleas for deity after the presentation," Po said with the most serious face he could muster. "First issue, why is this important?"

"Yes, why."

"It's important for people to have clear expectations and understandings to avoid any possible miscommunication. But I also believe this is pivotal to the topic of our discussion: Your satisfaction." The beautiful portfolio of Tigress on the slideshow could only make the tiger smile. It was edited a bit. Tigress was sure the original photo didn't have nearly this much glitter, sparkles, and hearts around it. "So you maybe asking-"

"I'm not."

"Please, save all comments till the end of the presentation," Po said with an official air. "Second issue, why go straight into marriage? What about boyfriend and girlfriend first? Well, to be honest, I believe boyfriend and girlfriend to be a complete hoax."

Tigress covered her snorting laugh. "The whole point of the boy/girl friend stage is to get to know someone. Being just friends does this nicely! There are no entanglement issues, and you get to figure out the person without faking it. In fact, you should always want to marry your best friend because that's who you're marrying anyway. Not only that," Po pulled up a picture of two people fighting. "There is unnecessary drama and pain with boyfriend and girlfriend. The pain you feel after a breakup is identical to the pain that happens with a divorce, did you know that?"

"I did not," Tigress said humorously.

"It's like a mini trauma. By being friends, it's obvious that you're just trying to be friends. Have a good time, and better yet, no one feels like they're the third wheel. Expectations are lower, people get to see each other as they really are. In fact, it has been said that a group of friends knows each other better than people dating for 5 years. The reason? People don't typically hide who they are from their true friends. We show who we really are: the good, the bad, and the ugly. As one author put it. 'In love, we have naked bodies. In friendship, we have naked personalities."

Po clicked the slide. A picture of a large blue, white, and red eagle came up, pointing at Tigress. "So why should you marry me?" Po asked, clicking to the next slide. "Well, first, I'm an extrovert and you are an introvert. Not only do I help you get your daily time in the sun, I also help you gain new friends and experiences that you can't get from books."

"I like my books," Tigress teased.

"Please leave all comments to the end of the presentation," Po said sternly. Tigress chuckled. It was hard for Po to actually be stern. "More importantly, I understand introvert behavior and I won't pressure you to do something you don't want to do. Number two, I am the kind of spontaneity that doesn't ruin your schedule."

"Ahhhh-"

"Please leave all mention of how we first met out of your questions," Po said with a deadpanned expression. Tigress smirked but remained silent. "Barring any past evidence, the new experiences we've gone through as friends are great for spreading our net far and wide. More diverse experiences help us grow. Thirdly, I'm a great talker and a somewhat better listener."

Tigress smiled. She couldn't argue there.

"Fourth, I am great at eating pussy."

"Po!"

"Please leave all comments until the end of this presentation," Po quickly said. Tigress covered her burning face. It didn't help that the slide had a picture of him eating food. "Oral sex, while one of the riskier and more exciting sex, is often hard to be 'good' at. But I have one review that gave me 6 stars."

"What happened to five?"

"I like to believe she was so sexually dazed that she didn't realize she was holding up six," Po smirked. The tiger shook her head and smirked back. "In addition to this, I have been told that I am rather nice to cuddle with and have a rather large penis. That last one hasn't been corroborated with any scientific evidence, but I'd like to think this correlates with great sex, at least for you."

"I'll say," Tigress grinned, lightly biting her finger.

"In addition, I can go rough or soft depending on what you prefer and I do not step outside of any set boundaries. Communication is important for all. I also tend to be somewhat of a tease and a 'sexual tormentor'. This will not harm you in anyway, but what this means is I do not stop at one orgasm for the woman." Po clicked the next slide. "Five, I am a great supporter. I am not against the fact that you make more money than me, or that you're more capable than me. In fact, as in the famous words of one anime, I love a woman that can kick my ass." The tiger rolled her eyes. "But I will also do everything in my power to make sure that your dreams are accomplished. I will be there to help in any way I can." A gentle smile graced Tigress's lips.

Po clicked the next slide. "Six, I get along very well with your friends and family, especially your mom who I feel like wants a bite of me at times."

"Oh my gods! Not this again."

"Besides the... somewhat awkwardness, I believe the sign of a good relationship is that it fosters better relationships with everyone else and even gives closure to troubled relationships, and I have done both."

"You have," Tigress sighed with a deep smile. "You have."

"Now, possible deterrents. One, I am clumsy, but I've been working on this for a while. Two, I am fat, but that adds to the cuddly nature. Three, you are the breadwinner, but I have been taking up my classes which, by the way, I just graduated from."

"WHAT?! When were you going to tell me?!"

"Just now," Po smiled cheekily. "So as of now, I am a certified physical therapist."

"Th-That's great, Po!"

"Please, save your excitement for the end of the presentation," Po returned to his professional look. "Another deterrent, at times, I make you angry, but I'm getting better at knowing what ticks you off. Like leaving my clothes on the floor."

"Thank you," Tigress grumbled with a smile.

"In conclusion. I would be a great husband for you and I feel that the offer stands right now for you to marry me. So let me be the time of your life," Po smiled and ended with a picture of them holding hands. "Any questions?"

"Soooo many," Tigress lightly chuckled, "First, how long did it take you to make this?"

"About an hour for the slide and 20 minutes to practice. It was hard to keep a straight face," Po sighed out of relief.

"Two, did you have to bring up the sex stuff?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to," Po said very plainly.

"And my mom is just flirtatious. She's not actually-"

"Tigress, if it weren't for the fact your father jokes about it, I would've sworn she's after me."

The tiger gave a devious grin. "Would you be against that?"

"That's a trick question! Next question."

"I know you're not against how I make more money," Tigress said more seriously. "I just-"

"I understand that you don't want to make me feel small, but jokes on you, I like my women feeling big."

Tigress snorted and laughed. "Oookay."

"Which is something I forgot about the sex piece. I am a switch, so if you need a dominant or submissive, I'm your guy. Leather kinda chaffs, so please keep that in mind."

"Will do," Tigress smiled.

"Soooo what's your answer? To... whether or not you'll marry me."

"Hmm, I don't know," Tigress sarcastically said, playing with the ring on her finger that was identical to Po's.

"The deadline for this offer is until 30 minutes from now. Act now and you'll get spontaneous sex right now."

"Okay, I'll sign up."

"Hehehehe really?"

"Oh like you weren't teasing me," Tigress smirked. She stood up and sauntered over to Po, lightly placing her hand on the suit jacket. "Mm, I like it when you're in a suit. It's very sexy on you."

"I think you like my scrubs better. Easier access."

"Mm, no. I get to unwrap you like a present like this," Tigress grinned sensually. "Soo... now you have a wife. And you're a physical therapist."

"That's right."

"Then there's something that I want you to really help me with," she whispered as she grew closer to his face.

"Wh-what's that?" Po stuttered.

"Come to the bed. You'll see," Tigress smirked.

Po didn't know what he was expecting when they went to their bedroom, but it wasn't this. The panda had a slightly bitter face as he knelt by the side of their bed, rubbing the tiger's feet as she reclined along the bed's width with a cheeky smile. Po had stripped his jacket off, expecting something else, only to see the tiger kick off her panda slippers and wave her feet like she didn't care. "Aww, don't look at me like that, Po," Tigress said. "I thought you wanted to be my husband."

"Yes, but being a physical therapist doesn't mean I'm a massuager... mass-"

"Masseue?"

"Yeah that," Po huffed.

The tiger gave a Cheshire grin. "Well, you are being physical, and you're nursing my poor aching feet back to health."

Po rolled his eyes and started pressing into the muscles he knew were always tight. Tigress gave a slight grunt followed by a sigh. "You wouldn't have this problem if you just got better shoes. You know-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. The right shoes help you move, bad ones make your feet numb."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"Just because you're a good listener, doesn't mean I am," Tigress smirked. Po replied by pressing a trigger point. "Ouch! Po!"

"Sorry, my hand slipped," Po muttered.

"I thought you wanted to be my husband."

"A foot slave, masseuse, and a husband are three different things."

"Quit whining, Po. You know you don't hate this," Tigress smirked. Po looked up from her feet. From this position, he could see her clothing. The tight hug of her yoga pants showed off defined muscle and years of work. They were thick and nimble, leading right up to a sacred place Po was almost certain wasn't completely covered. Past her flat trunk were her mounds, two delicate handfuls of plush warmth that Po probably thought about squeezing too much. But can a man think about his wife too much?

Po chuckled a bit, returning to his footwork. Yes, he could, but that's not what he was worried about. He was horny. Plain and simple. And his gorgeous wife was a sight to see. Her long hard days at work forced her into those ridiculous shoes that Po tried to throw out several times. They hurt her so much. She needed to relax. Deeply.

A sly grin came to the panda's face. Tigress's head lay on some pillows, watching her phone. Po stole a small kiss on the top of her big toe. She tittered a bit. Po gave another kiss after a moment of foot rubbing. One on top of her foot. He placed one kiss on the ankle, a little longer than normal. The moment she felt his lips upon her shin, she looked down from her phone. "Po, you're starting to let the horny thoughts win," She smirked. His big jade-hungry eyes looked up at her, silencing her into a light gasp.

"Is that a problem?" He asked darkly. Tigress tried to hide her hard swallow as he kissed the side of her right calf. He suckled a bit on it, making the tiger smile before he moved up to her knee. She bit her lip. She could stop him now before things got too heavy. There was a slight pause to the panda's kissing. He lifted his head, making her wonder where he would go. Then he slid back and kissed up her left calf. The tiger clamped down on her whimper. He kissed up this leg slower, lingering on each nerve. She usually wasn't this sensitive, but the teasing panda could make any part of her body come alive. He stopped just at the knee again. Again, she had a choice. She had a long work week and she just needed her feet rubbed. That was it. Any more and she'd be too lethargic to-

He kissed the inner thigh, grazing his fingers down the other. Tigress's mouth gasped. Her mind changed fast. It was Friday, and they didn't need to be early for that brunch tomorrow. Besides, intimacy was a good way to relax and decompress. She lowered her head a bit, cooing as the panda's lips gently pressed their way up one thigh. Her fingers grabbed the helms of her yoga pants. Po's lips suddenly kissed the junction between her inner thigh and her sacred flower. He sniffed loudly, making her chuckle richly. He always said he loved her scent. He kissed through her fabric. Tigress bit her lip. She started to shimmy out of her pants when the panda stopped her.

"Wh-what?" She asked with wide amber eyes.

"You never answered my question."

"Question?" There was a question. What was the question? Po smiled at the tiger's frantic darting eyes as she caught up with her slight breathlessness. "Uhhh, what was the question?"

"Is it a problem that I'm letting the horny thoughts win?"

"No," She quickly said.

"Are you sure?" Po smirked, kissing her private slit through the fabric again. "We do have to be up for that brunch with your parents."

"We can be... a little late," Tigress gasped, sliding her pants down to give Po more access. But the panda stopped her hands.

"And you do complain that I leave you too dazed to function sometimes."

"T-That's just... uhhh pride talking."

"Really?" Po smiled widely.

Tigress groaned exasperated, "You got me worked up. So this is your responsibility."

"I know," Po helped the tiger slide the yoga pants down her thighs. His suspicion was correct. No panties. "But," He breathed hotly against her inner folds. "I don't want to be a... distraction."

"Po, you're the best distraction and person in my life," Tigress said freely, gently rubbing his head. "So please, stop teasing me. Be merciful this time. Please?"

Po was surprised at the desperation in her voice. The confident mighty Tigress rarely let this side of her show. At least, this easily. "Of course, my dear," Po smiled. Sliding the pants fully off, he gently parted her legs a bit and kissed her innermost folds. His tongue caressed and tenderly met each part of those folds, loving the delicate gasps and stifled moans the tiger released. He grabbed her outer thighs and pushed them towards his head. Tigress laughed. He always loved being squished by her thighs like this. Several times, she thought he was suffocating, but the panda handled it well.

"Ooooohhh Pooo!" Very well. "Po," She gasped his name, laying a hand on his head. Her eyes fluttered shut. She struggled to keep them open and looked down. His hungry jade eyes met hers again. She bit her bottom lip and growled, making the panda's body shiver and dig deeper. He loved it when she did that. His tongue moved further into her sacred chamber, lightly licking the stimulating buttons inside. "Mmmm, Po. You're soo good. You're always doing this to meeeee! Making me a mess. Pl-Please don't stop." Her toes curled as his nose brushed against her clit. For a moment, she worried about his dress shirt, but the panda's mouth slid up to her clit and removed all worry and thought from her brain. Tigress's head fell back to the pillows, groaning to the ceiling as her leg strength started to grow. Her chest rose and sank with each heavy breath exiting her lungs. "M-More, More, more! Please don't stop! Don't stop!" Her grip on his head tightened along with the pleasant stranglehold from her thighs. "Gods, Po! You're soo good! Damn you." Her body began to shake, rising in pleasure until it hit another sinking. "Ohhhhh mmmmm, a little to the OOOhhhh don't fucking move," she bellowed, staying so still. Orgasm for a woman isn't linear. It's a series of growing peaks and troughs. And the panda's slow careful methodical licking, sucking, and teasing kept her right at that point. "Please more!"

"Are you saying I should stop?"

"NO!" Tigress roared with a slight crazed smile. Po smiled back and kept licking. Her long legs locked him in place as grunts exited her lips. "You're not going anywhere. Just keep. Eating. Me! OUT!" Both her hands grabbed his head, pressing him in as hard as she could. Her breath tumbled out of her teeth in sharp pants. A greedy grin latched to her face as the tension in her crotch wound tighter and tighter. As the shivering pleasure rose, she could feel her control lapse. "Oh gods," She gasped. It was happening. Tigress's lungs sucked in as much air as they could before-

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! POOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" As loud as she moaned, it came out as squeak almost towards the end. Her body bowed up while her teeth gnashed together. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Tigress cursed again and again as the pleasure and bliss crashed onto her like an overspilled fountain of flowing ecstasy. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, but the panda's grip held her safely. "OOoohhhhh gods, OOh NO!"

Then panic riddled her body. The panda kept licking.

"No, no, no, no, no, no! Please Po stop! I want to do something else!"

The panda mercifully stopped, lifting his head from her thigh deathtrap. "What's that?"

Tigress, taking a moment or three to get her breath, grabbed the panda by the shoulders and guided him onto his back. "You."

"Oh?" Po nervously grinned at the tiger's low hungry growl. She began at his dress shirt, hastily fiddling with the buttons. "You don't have to-"

"Shut up, Po," Tigress harshly said. "You're not leaving me a cumming mess while you blue ball yourself this time."

"I like it when you're a cumming mess, though," Po smiled, "It means I did a good job."

"Mmmm," Tigress held a shaky grin to her lips, still trying to keep her body from shivering. She pulled off his dress shirt and undid his pants.

"You don't have to rush it, you know."

"Oh but I do," Tigress said, turning around to push off his pants, "Because if I leave you alone, you start to sneak more orgasms into me."

"You mean like this?"

"YIPE!" Tigress jumped as she felt the panda's finger rub her clit. She shook at his rubbing, but quickly stole her big rear from him. "Yes, like that," She said, glaring at his smirking face. "But this time, I'm gonna do what you always do to me," She said with a long grin on her face that made Po gulp. She straddled his hips, feeling his raging cock pump its blood into his long hard shaft. Her muscularly big butt rubbed against his length while she leaned down and kissed him. Po was breathless in an instant. The tiger's hungry growls echoed in his mouth, and her full lips stole any hope of breathing normally. She always kissed so wildly. Po didn't know if it was her surprisingly soft full lips or her sensual growls. Or maybe it was her tongue that searched his mouth almost every time to drain his thoughts out of his brain.

"Wh-What's that that?" He asked in a daze, struggling to both breathe and kiss. She pulled away, sitting upright. She pulled off her tank top and leered at the panda with a ravenous grin. She placed her right hand on his chest while her left grabbed his throbbing member.

"I'm gonna fuck. You. Silly."

Po gulped.

Her wide hips slowly hovered above his tip. Po could see the small lip bite on her face, struggling to keep her grin from scaring him too much. Her lower lips stole his breath away just in time for her to lean down and kiss him. His eyelids rolled shut. Her labia slowly wrapped itself around the tip first, introducing him to her warm center, and then almost immediately sliding down in one slow scoop, meshing her furry orange-striped hips with his. Their lips left for a brief moment. Each caught the others' breath in a heavy pant. Tigress felt her panda's large arms and grabbed his hands, lifting them slightly above his head. "Wh-Wh-What are you-"

"Shhhhh, just sit back and relax."

"With you, it's hard not to be excited," Po joked.

The tiger leered sensually. She gently grated her hips against his, stealing a moan from his lip. She kissed his cheek, then his neck. "Tigress," He spoke breathlessly. He bucked up, but the tiger growled dangerously.

"Stay," She ordered lovingly.

The panda pouted but did as he was told. His body shook when her hips rose and sank just a hair, then again and again. Po let a shaky breath leave his lips before they were overtaken by the tiger above him.

Tigress couldn't keep herself in control for much longer. Her pace slowly sped up, delicately bouncing on the panda's dick with slightly rougher speed. His weak attempt to kiss her back only egged her on more. She firmly placed his hands above his head. She would be in charge. They both knew that. The tiger released his lips, staring into those green round spheres she grew to love so much. "I love you, Po."

"I love you, too, Tigress."

They whispered lowly. They didn't need to speak much. Each gasp and grunt from the couple was met with the sweet hot meeting of their sexes. Tigress sucked his bottom lip as her body internally squeezed him. "Ahhh."

"Shhh," Tigress hushed him. The room grew dim as their love commenced past sunset. Tigress's hips rose and sank, deeper and deeper. Po's lips reached up and stole a peck from her juicy lips. Tigress growled and smirked, returning the cheeky panda with a hot long kiss of her own. She pulled away and saw his long-lost lovesick stare. Those half-lidded eyes helplessly determined to love her. She gasped at an attempted hip thrust from the panda only to push down, firm up her grip, and get another gasp from him. "Shhhhhh relax," Tigress soothed him.

"You're tugging on me."

"Of course, I am. Mmm, you're the perfect fit." She gasped, placing her hands on his chest again. "You're just upset that you can't do anything about it."

"Oh?"

"AHH!" Tigress yelped after feeling the panda's hips thrust up into her. She looked at that slight cocky grin of his.

"I'd mmm say I can do something."

"Grr, that's it," Tigress grabbed his hands again and sped up the pace, stroking his cock with long hard bounces. Po grunted and squeezed his toes to keep in control, but the harder and harder bouncing rattled his power. It didn't help she was hot and tight and panting heavily with that slightly savage hungry grin. She leaned down and hissed in his ear. "I'm gonna make you scream."

"Ahhhhhh, Tigress," Po grunted, trying to keep his voice down. They didn't have to worry about neighbors. The cheeky grin on the tiger's face made him bite his lip. He growled, tightening his core.

"Ahhhh, Po," The tiger panted heavily. She leaned down and kissed him hard, making her pace long and agonizingly teasing, simply hovering and staying at the tip. The panda wildly bucked his hips, but the tiger wouldn't let him. He could feel her smirking against his lips. "Come on, Po. You know what to do."

"Mmm, why do you always make everything a competition?"

"Because you're a good player," Tigress smiled, kissing him passionately. "Ahhh!" She moaned as her ass felt the panda's hips clash with hers. The deep penetration stirred her fire again. The previous orgasm made her crave the next one.

But it was also the panda's submission. Tigress smirked hotly at him. She knew he could wiggle out of her hold somehow, but the panda wouldn't dare go against her orders like that.

He loved her too much to ruin the fun like that.

"Ahh fuck," Tigress cursed. Po's member felt like a piping hot rod surging through her. The lower fur brushed against her clit every time she dropped down. It wouldn't stop the tightening of her body. "Ahhh, Po. Come on," She grunted through smiling gritted teeth as she almost painfully slowed her hips. "You know you want to say it."

"Grr, no."

"Say it."

"No."

"Say it, or I'll stop completely."

"You wouldn't dare," Po glared.

"Would I?" Tigress smirked and stopped right at the top of his tip, rocking her hips around.

"AHHH! TIGRESS!"

"Ha! There we go!" She slammed her wide-hip ass down, groaning as she rested her hands on Po's chest. The panda's hands quickly grabbed onto Tigress's ass, gripping the fleshy bouncy mass with all the male fury in the world. He growled with himself, struggling not to bash all he had into Tigress. Po leaned up and kissed her, easing his tension and wild savagery.

But that only stirred Tigress's savage lust as she dropped her hips harder and deeper. Their lips touched each other's soul. A string of saliva connected them as they withdrew, body to body, soul to soul. Each drop of Tigress's hips sent another shiver up her spine that reciprocated Po's grunts and groans. She loved pleasing him. She loved making him moan like this. She did this. She caused him to give him that much pleasure. Just the idea sent her core churning as her head rolled back.

Suddenly, Po grabbed her, bringing her lips back to his. The air evaporated between them as their body sped up. They were close. Very close. Tigress's eyes rolled up and shut and her arms wrapped around Po's form, caressing his face while the fire brewed between their sexes.

Three.

Po could feel his balls start to churn and release. It wasn't fair, he thought, to all the people who didn't get someone as amazing as Tigress. To know the joy and embrace of such a beautiful creature and being. The last cord of his control went away. His hips sped up, focused on pounding the pleasure into her womb. "Mahhh! Po!" Tigress screeched, catching her breath at the added pace. Po grabbed her again and went back to kissing her.

Two.

Tigress's heart would burst in times like these. The panda's determination to leave her without need or want. To completely satisfy her. Her love buildup higher and higher, greater until it was a soaring flame. They would probably be sore after this, and they definitely would be late for that brunch.

Screw the brunch. Her panda was giving her the love she wanted. She shut her eyes and left control of the moment to whatever god of love was out there. She didn't care. She just let go.

One.

"MMMMMHHHHHHH!" Tigress and Po screamed into each others' lips. Their bodies shivered and thrust into each other without their say or control. Not that they would say anything different. The pouring mystical energy of their love circled from male and female. They gave and received just as much as the other. Tigress's body shivered as her brain blessed her with all the stress relief she could have. And the panda's arms kept her against his warm firm body. Such a nice pillow to climax against.

Po's hips felt like they would rut her silly if he wasn't careful. It took every ounce of him to pour as much as he could into her. He would not leave her wanting. "Mmmmmmh," He groaned against her lips.

Each felt the warming bliss of exhaustion wrap their bodies in invading sleepiness as their lips left each other, panting for the return of life back into their bodies. "Fuck," Po swore.

"Took the word right out of my mouth," Tigress breathlessly chuckled. They laid to the side. Tigress reached back and grabbed a nearby towel they kept for such occasions. They learned from previous ventures that, though the idea was hot, cleaning out semen stains wasn't fun. Weakly shoving the towel underneath them, Tigress sighed and relaxed, letting her body's tension fully evaporate.

Then she cleared her throat. "Well, I think you've shown good performance with your... trial run of being my husband," She said with a very professional air. "When can you start?"

Po chuckled as he took her lips and kissed her to sleep.

A/N: The joke is that they're already married.