Enter Sudan:My present:A short X-mas fic


I stirred a little in my sleep, as something flickered across my shoulder blades, looping down to between my breasts. I tried to stifle a giggle, for whatever it was, it sure tickled! Quick motions caused me to awaken even more, though I tired to ignore it, burrowing further under the comforter. With a small protesting noise, I pulled the sheet up to my neck, thinking I had thwarted whatever it was......I was soon proved wrong.
I shook my head, trying to ignore the tingling sensation around my nose. It stopped briefly, before moving down to my lips. With a mumble, I swiped lazily at my face, thinking it a fly. A few seconds passed, before it returned. Grumbling angrily, I turned over to my right side, my hand questing for a pillow to hide underneath.
A low throaty chuckle, caused my eyes to fly open in alarm, blinking in astonishment, at the half dressed form of Prince Lotor, his hair tousled, his short black robe loosely tied, proffering an eye popping glimpse of his bare chest down past to his navel cutting just short of revealing ALL of his glory. Held idly in his hands, was one long plume, bright white, a magnificent specimen of a feather.
"Tickle torture?!" I asked, trying to peer at my alarm chron in the darken room.
Lotor laughed. "I was wondering if I would have to resort to more drastic measures to wake you..."
I stifled a yawn. "Gina and Keith's wedding reception really tired me out! Now there's a party that lasted for days!!"
"True..." Lotor agreed, a grin spreading across his face. "It was quite gratifying. We will be hard pressed to top it with this year's Christmas party."
I gaped at him. "We're having a Christmas party?! But Gina's wedding reception didn't end till this morning!!"
"You think four days of straight sex would make me too tired too party?!" Lotor demanded.
"Well...No...." I replied. "It's obvious you're not tired....but the other ladies..."
"True." He agreed. "You all don't have the stamina that I do!"
"Not many, be they male or female, human, animal, or alien do." I responded. "Why, you must have the stamina of 500 men?!"
"Not so!" he protested.
"NO?" I said, quirking an eyebrow.
"Not at all!" He said proudly. "I have the stamina of 5,000 men!!"
I jokingly groaned, falling back against my pillows. "I should have guessed!!" I eyed him with a bit of suspicion. "If that's what you're here for....I warn you...I'm too tired out!"
He sighed tragically. "Yes, I know....It seems all of my Scribes are too tired! It's horrible....but I may have to visit the lower harems if I get the urge..."
"Well...." I pretended to pout. "I'm sure someone might be able to perform if your need gets that bad....however....not right now!!!"
"All right, all right!" He laughed. "I won't visit the lower harems! You know I was only kidding anyway, don't you?!"
"Hmph...I wonder.....why do you even keep the lower harems if you never use them?" I asked.
"Well you know...." He looked down, fiddling with the feather. "Sometimes you Scribes can be mean to me..."
"HEY!!!!"
"And sometimes a man has to prove a point...."
"A POINT?!"
"But it doesn't seem to work...." He sighed ruefully. "You usually tell me to go to the lower harems when you get pissed....."
"We do?"
"Tamy did once...."
"Oh right.....oh, and I'm remembering the time I did too...."
"You see?!" He said.
"Yeah......" I paused, at a loss. "So..."
"SO?"
"Well....what do I owe this interruption to my beauty sleep?"
He kissed my hand. "As if you ever needed any enchancements to your natural beauty, my dear Michelle."
I batted my eyelashes at him. "Oh you, flatterer you! Trying to butter me up eh?! Want an early sneak peek at your X-mas gift?!"
"You know me too well!" He grinned. "However here on Doom it is already Xmas..."
I glanced at the clock. "Only for the last five minutes!!"
"Well, I was never one to wait!" Lotor answered.
"Hmph...I bet as a child you always tried to sneak peeks at your gifts..."
"Excellent guess!! However...I'm not here for my gift...."
"You're not?" My eyes began sparkling with delight. "Then......?"
"I'm delivering my gifts to the ladies now...." He answered, pulling out a card he had specially made.
"My my my my..." I commented, as I read the inscription. "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me....? Have you been reading my Witchblade comics, or is that a hint for a possible Christmas gift to you?"
"Maybe both." He smirked.
"Typical..." I smirked as well. "And I suppose you can't wait to see all the ladies reactions to your gifts, so you're personally waking us each up?"
"Actually no...." Lotor replied. "I'm kinda sneaking into their rooms, and leaving them by their beds...for when they wake up...."
"OH?" I was more than surprised. "So why do I rate this one on one encounter?"
"Cause I think if you woke up and saw your gift without proper warning, you might have a heart attack or two!" He answered.
"Oh dear...." I said, wondering what I was getting into. "It's not some kind of kinky outfit or device.....?"
"Kinky?!" Lotor asked with raised eyebrows. "And your definition is?"
"Anything Hagger or Zarkon would like!!"
"Well, I don't have that bad of a fashion sense....in fact no one does...perhaps Princess Romelle, but that's another story...." Lotor said.
"Then....?"
"It's just that it's alive...."
"Alive....? Like a puppy or a kitten?"
He hesitated. "Sort of....only bigger...."
"Bigger?"
"I believe Brandon mentioned it would be great protection against my father...?"
"Y..yes..." I was beginning to wonder if I'd need protection against this gift of his.
"Well...maybe you just better see for yourself...Brandon!! Bring him in!!"
"Him?"
A protesting roar was heard, as the lights flicked on, and Brandon coaxed the largest feline I had ever seen into the room.
"What is that?!" I said, half fascinated, half terrified. It was over 11 inches long, almost double the height of most Earth men! What's more it wore no leash or collar!
"This is Sudan the Lyger." Lotor announced with a grin, as it came bounding onto the bed. I peered into it's green eyes, an almost perfect mirror shade of my own color.
"Lyger?" I asked, as it sniffed at my face.
"An earth animal...." Lotor replied.
"Oh, you mean a tiger...."
"No...lyger...It's what happens when a male lion mates with a female tiger....it's odd, but if it had been a female lion mating with a male tiger, the result would have been an extremely small version...a dwarf sized lyger....." Lotor replied, as it began licking at my face.
"Well I can see how it would terrify Zarkon..." I said, petting it's huge neck slowly. "But what's supposed to keep it from trying to attack me as well?!"
"Well...that's the beauty of the 30th century!!" Lotor said grinning. "A little bit of magic and technology, and voila! It's been conditioned to obey only two people. You, and of course me."
"Naturally..." I said, continuing to massage it's neck. A loud purring filled the room, as the lyger rolled onto it's back revealing it's stomach. "The perfect protector..."
"Exactly! You're own personal body guard/slash pet. And since felines are your favorite type of animal....you've got the best of both worlds. Sudan here had the temperament of a 2 month old kitten, but when the need arises, he can easily switch to killer mode against my father...Or anyone else, with certain words I'll teach you later." Lotor smirked. "Are you seeing the possibilities here my sweet....?"
An image of a horrified Zarkon and Hagger fleeing from Sudan flashed in my mind. I grinned wickedly. "Oh yeah!!"
"Good...Just go easy on Zarkon...We wouldn't want him dead before we've figured out how to deactivate the castle's bombing system." He leaned over to kiss me. "Merry Christmas Michelle...."
"Merry Christmas Lotor..." I answered back, giving him a quick hug.
"Well....I guess I better make the rounds and deliver the rest of the gifts....unless...?"
"Go on!" I waved at him. "I'm still sleepy!"
He pouted briefly. "Very well....But I will be back....later...!"
"You better!" I joked.
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Merry Christmas everyone!! *yawn* Nighty night!
Michelle
The very sleepy princess of various things....ones that sound like the road runner going meep meep and cereal going pop pop!!!!