When Mist Turns to Frost
CanyonMist shifted endlessly in her mossy nest. A weirdly sweet scent stuck to her Cougar-like pelt, floating around the empty den. "Augh, Not again..." The she-cat growled. The femmora staggered to her paws, Emerald pools gazing outside the den. This was yet another time for the 'season of mating,' Where females would grow needy for mating to satisfy their distress. CanyonMist was the only cat in her Clan with a pelt like a cougar, which dragged most toms to her. Though there was one cat she had loved for quite awhile and had helped her satisfy her heats - Owlfrost, the Medicine Cat. Sighting around for the Medicine Den and careful to not attract other toms, she slinked to the leafy dome of a den and peeked inside. "Owlfrost?" CanyonMist whispered. A Brown Tabby Tom slinked from the shadows, his seducing face instantly meeting with hers. He leaned in, his White Nose meeting with CanyonMist's Coral nose. "Hello darling. Need assistance? It's mating season, and I can suspect your in heat, love." In DeerClan, rules allowed Medicine Cats to have mates and kits. CanyonMist and Owlfrost were not yet official mates, though CanyonMist had already beared much kits from Owlfrost. "Well hello, handsome." CanyonMist replied seductively, her tail raised and swaying slightly. "Oh, hon, yes! You know just how I like it." CanyonMist meowed deeply. She had already pulled away from her tom's contact to make her way inside the den, looking about. "Of course I do! I mean, I've made all your kits." CanyonMist and OwlFrost were the so-called 'Perfect Pair' of the Clan. They loved to do it perfectly in public, right in the Medicine Den, loud and sexy. The whole Clan knew; once Owlfrost and CanyonMist were up and at it, they would leave multiple times a day for long periods of pleasure. "But you'll have to force yourself to me. I'm playing hard to get for you, baby." CanyonMist purred. "Alright then." Owlfrost padded over to his bitch, pressing his nose gently to hers. "What's first on your list?" The Tabby Tom growled seductively. "Lick me hard." CanyonMist replied. Owlfrost winked and went into a hunting crouch, stalking stealthily between his lover's legs. "Be my mate?" He asked, rolling over to stare at CanyonMist's dripping pussy. "Of course babe!" The Cougar She-Cat replied. As Owlfrost made his positioning, his erection was already grown to a huge size, making CanyonMist stare hungrily. Owlfrost's tongue pried between his lips, instantly slurping at the fresh tastiness. CanyonMist's tail raised as she lowered her rump, getting more of her mate's wet tongue inside her. Moans emitted from her vocals, though quiet at first. Owlfrost raised his paws and grabbed his mate's hips, digging his claws softly into her fur, sinking his maw deeply past her puffy pink walls. "Ahhhhhhh..." CanyonMist moaned aloud. Owlfrost's cock grew longer and harder by the second. CanyonMist bent her head, her pink tongue lapping at the rod that stared her in the face. "Mmmm..." Owlfrost mumbled through fresh liquids that soaked his muzzle, his moan slightly vibrating through his bitch. CanyonMist began to get hornier by the minute, taking in more and more of her mate's sweet rod. Her gentle tongue rolled about, her neck raising and falling to deep-throat it. "Yes baby, deep-throat it..." OwlFrost groaned. "I-I I'm gonna-" she was stopped in her sentence when white, sticky fluids spilled from her soaked pussy and splattering all over Owlfrost's face. The Tabby Tom pulled his maw from inside her and lapped as much as he could from his face, drinking in the remainings from his bitch's pussy. CanyonMist, yet, wasn't finished. She nipped slightly on occasion, rolling it deeply around her mouth and throat. Without warning, Owlfrost squirted a load of his cum into his mate's mouth, hearing the gulp of pleasure. "Done for now, I'm satisfied. Mind if I hang around?~"