"Well--" you trail off, still somewhat in shock over the lion's enthusiasm and your own. "You did seem to like being on your knees, human." The lion remarked with a playful smirk. "If you don't mind, that is." you say in a hesitant tone, trying to stall for time to make sense of all of this. "I can see your still a little uneasy" said the lion with a more understanding demeanor "We'll start off slow, and if you want to stop, I'll stop. Ok?" the lion remarked, looking back to you for a positive reaction. "O-ok" you reply, taken off guard by the lion's thoughtfulness.

Slowly, you return to your knees as the lion watched with encouraging glint in his eyes. He then turned around and once again presented his backside to you, it was just as arousing to you as the first time you had seen it. You desperately try to hide this from the lion, not wanting him to advance faster than he already was. Of course, when the lion looked back, your excitement was obvious, though he simply smirked and said with a calm voice "I want you to be totally comfortable with me, so I want you to explore me little bit, human" Gaining some courage and nodding compliance to the feline, you began to do so:

At first, you lightly touch him, running your hands through the soft fur that encompassed his bottom. You hadn't payed it much attention earlier, then affected by your fear, but it seemed more welcoming and calming now. You felt the smoothness running from the base of his tail to the bottom of his glutes, he was very well groomed for a lion you had to admit. Your hands became more firm as you began to grip the lion's mass, causing the lion to close his eyes and smile to maintain his composure. The lion's cheeks were soft and bulbous, plump would be an understatement, but not without muscle to back it up. Strong and beautiful, his buttocks seemed to define both words. At least you thought before you spread them apart and saw the lion's anus. You were driven to feel it, it's plump circular figure was easily bigger than your hand. It was a fine black color, that almost glistened in the light, your body seemed to move faster than your thoughts as you held back his flowing cheeks on either side of you and moved your head towards the massive hole. You were entranced by it, you wanted, no, needed to run your tongue across it, to feel it in the most intimate way you could at the moment. You pressed in with your tongue and the lion retracted a little, obviously enjoying your exploring as well. The lion's anus had a wonderful taste to it, not the taste that food would have, but a certain musky odor, something that drove you to lick all the more, over the puffy and wrinkled length of his ass, your tongue pulling in and out with a wet slurping noise each time. All this added to the lion's arousal, which you could smell growing not too far from his precious anus. The lion temporarily lost his composure and pushed his ass against your face as your tongue probed it.

Finally, overwhelmed with predatorial, sexual, desire, he asked you "I take it you're comfortable now?" to which you respond vigorously by nodding yes while still buried in between his soft buttocks. "Good" the lion replied, "Now, before I let you in would you like to struggle as I swallow you, or push yourself in?" The lion waited with baited breath.