Their First Time

Spying

Wilykit was walking around the Thundertank, deep in her thoughts and her tail kept low, thinking back to everything that led to what she just saw.

She admired Cheetara, her bravery, her strength, her beauty. She is her role model and wanted to emulate her. She had noticed over time how Tigra and Cheetara often isolated themselves from the rest of the Thundercats and Wilykit wanted to discover what they were doing all these times.

She took notice of the most common place they isolated themselves, their locked room in the Thundertank, and planned meticulously how she was going to hide and not be found, the timing of it so she could be there and witness what they were hiding.

She saw it all.

What was it they called it?

Sex

She saw Cheetara's beautiful naked form.

A form she hoped one day to reach, to develop into,

Cheetara was mounting Tigra.

She saw their passion

their pleasure

their ecstasy

That shook her.

Once she could safely get out of her hiding place, she was already deep in her thoughts. She wasn’t sure at first how to feel about it but after a while, deep down, she knew she now wanted to feel what they felt too, she wanted to feel what Cheetara felt.

Wilykit had never really thought about the “boy’s mystery” before but after what she saw, she was now considering it. She knew that none of the older Thundercats would give her the time of day, especially not about something she knew was intimate and must be kept secret, considering how Tigra and Cheetara isolated themselves.

A small tinge of sadness crossed her heart. The Thundercats were always moving from place to place, fighting Mumm-Ra’s army and schemes. There was not much place for long term socialization. They often met politicians, leaders and warriors, not civilians. And when they helped a village, they never stayed long afterward.

Wilykit never had the time to meet a boy her age. She didn’t knew anyone.

Except her brother

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Wilykat was deep in thoughts, his tail kept low.

While his sister took Cheetara as role model, he took Lion-O as his. Although he wished to be as cool as Tigra, he admired Lion-O’s bravery through adversity, his leadership and his courage to keep on fighting even when things felt hopeless.

Unbeknownst to him, he noticed the same thing as his sister, how Lion-O and Pumyra isolated themselves just like Tigra and Cheetara. He even cooked up a plan quite similar to Wilykit’s.

He saw the same thing she did.

He saw Lion-O having sex with Pumyra.

He saw it all.

The same thoughts as his sister assailed him. He wanted to experience what he saw. He wanted to feel that passion, that love. He had a feeling that none of the older Thundercats would give him the time of day for such a subject... such a secret.

He had reached the same conclusion.

He didn’t knew any girl his age

Except his sister.

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The young teenaged Thunderkittens where in their common bedroom, in the Thundertank, sitting there in awkward silence, their tails moving hesitantly.

After many hesitations and dancing around the subject, they opened themselves to each other about what they saw, what they witnessed, in all of their youth’s awkwardness.

Siblings hold no secrets to each other, afterall.

Now they sit there, silent, unknowing about what to say next.

Wilykat was the first to break the silence.

“So huh.... I guess we had made the same hiding plan.”

“Yeah” was all that Wilykit replied.

“You sure they didn’t notice you?”

“Yeah.

Made sure they really where gone before getting out of the spot and room.”

“And you, you sure you didn’t made a sound?”

“Certain.”

Silence

Wilykat broke the silence again

“Now what?”

“What do we do?”

“What can we do?”

said Wilykat a little louder yet with a slight but noticeable stutter in his voice.

Wilykit noticed it

“Are you.... are you afraid?”

“If I am?.... but Sis...”

Wilykat couldn’t finish that sentence; he only could produce a few grunts.

“Wilykat...”

Wilykit said as she put her hand on her brother’s arm.

“You can tell me.”

A look of fear mixed with sadness passed Wilykat’s face; he simply couldn’t hold back his feelings inside him in front of his sister, his tail moving frantically, as if to better illustrate his inner turmoil.

“Yes, im afraid Sis.

 Afraid of what the others would say if we told them what we saw.

 Afraid of being brushed off because ‘we are too young’.

Afraid of being told to forget something that looked so... so... ...”

Wilykat had a hard time finishing that thought but his sister’s empathic smile she gave as she looked at him pushed him just enough to finish it.

.....great.”

Wilykat continued but she stopped listening.

Wilykit knew those fears very well. Afterall, she had the same fears deep inside her.

A fear of the others’ reactions.

Yet deeper still...

A fear that she could never experience the same thing as what she was a witness to.

A fear that she could never reach the same level as her role model who did it.

They couldn’t tell about that experience to anyone else.

She wanted to experience what she saw, just like Wilykat.

But all she had was….. her…. Brother?

A fleeting thought passed her mind but it went too fast for her to grab it.

Until Wilykat continued his confession with this :

“....and I don’t know any girl my age with who I could tell or do this with!”

Wilykit reflexively replied :

“But Kat, I AM here.”

Wilykat forgot what he was going to say next to look at his sister.

Did she really say what he just heard?

Wilykit brought her hand to her mouth. She had said that reflexively, to try and assuage Wilykat’s fears.

She realized it could mean something else in that context.

Yet....

“Kat, I.... am... here”

Repeating the words brought something, a thought, almost within her reach yet something she still needed a slight push to fully grasp. Wilykat would give that final push.

“A girl.... my age...... I could do it with......?”

It wasn’t a perfect repetition but it was something that finally formed what the siblings were starting to think.

Those were the words that brought the final realization.

They looked at each other, in silence, yet their thoughts raging and spinning rapidly behind it.

It finally formed something coherent.

Something concrete they could understand.

Something they could act upon.

Wilykit was the first

“We have.... each........ other....”

Something clicked in Wilykat.

He hadn’t thought about his sister for this......yet there she was....... perfect

She was always there for him.

They did everything together.

They were often considered simply “the kids” amongst the Thundercats, so more often than not, they only had each other.

He now realized it

She would be there with him for this too.

This “sex”